Title: Uncontrolled.

Author: Redlance_Ck/Tirrew/Me!

Prompt: Thanks

Rating: G

Word Count: 248

Disclaimer: Characters belong to Ryan Murphy, I'm just borrowing them so they can do my bidding for a while.

A/N: Yeah… so I just got done Deserted Challenges and am like, clinically depressed right now…i think this is my way of trying to fix that. ;)

Summary: Sam just wanted to know. What it was like. Just once.


The room was dark. Blanketed in silence. Perfectly still, like the world outside the window that let in slivers of silver moonlight. Her eyes found the twinkling stars through it and she allowed her mind to stray for a moment, as she wondered how they could still look so beautiful highlighted by the orange glow of the ever constant light pollution.

Then her eyes found a face peaceful in sleep, and their beauty was forgotten. And all she could see was Brooke. Just like an infinite number of moments before this.

She was drunk on Brooke. Needed her like a no-hope alcoholic needed their booze. She felt guilty for it, hated herself for it, but was helpless against it.

As she walked towards the bed, she knew she should stop and turn back. But it was like she was having an outer body experience and her form was no longer hers to control.

"Sam?" Brooke blinked sleepily at her, pushing herself up slightly on her elbows.

"I just need to know… what it's like…" Sam whispered, stroking Brooke's cheek with her fingertips. "Can I…?" An eternity passed in a moment, then Brooke nodded. A world of curiosity, of longing and of need flowed into the kiss. And then Sam's lips were gone, fearing she may not be able to stop once she lost herself.

She stood.

"Thanks." A barely audible whisper. And she was gone. Leaving Brooke to smile and breathe into an empty room.

"Thank you, Sammy."