Hey guys, thanks for the reviews, I never expected so many people to read it, especially after only a few hours. I know I have a problem with spacing so if this one is better please tell me, and I appreciate the constructive criticism, as this is my first story. Also ill try to update it regularly, since it is summer and I have the time, but once school starts ill have less time to work on it so please bare with me. Oh and I forgot to put the disclaimer on the last chapter so i dont own Covert Affairs, only Emily, Sam, and the plot. Thx
Also italics are 'thoughts' or flashbacks
~ Wishful Escape
They sat there and talked for about an hour, every now and then getting interrupted by a woman saying hello to Auggie or inviting him to a party. Emily was getting the impression this was a regular occurrence for him, that he was no better than the other guys who hit on her, besides that he was blind. 'Just like Sam' she thought.
Her mind wandered back to her best friend. She missed his playful banter, his mysterious ways, the way he would always leave her guessing, but never breaking her trust. She still remembered the day she met him back at the farm.
They were all in different cars for the driving course, but since the cut backs there were two to a car and had to take turns. As the man in charge called names "Ames with Baron, Black with Carry"
'Oh, they were doing it in alphabet order, this reminds me of grade school' thought the girl labeled "the quiet one" from the back of the room. Then her name was called "Singer with Spencer"
'Wonder who Spencer is' she thought, just as a hand tapped her shoulder. She turned to see a young man with dark brown hair, almost black who appeared to be looking off into space, instead of her.
"If you want to talk to me the least you can do is look at me" she said. He replied "believe me I would if I could, form what I hear from the rest of the guys in this class you are quite the looker". That is when she noticed the white cane in his hand.
She started to say "oh, I apologize I didn't know you were-" he interrupted her "Handsome, smart, rugged, intelligent?" "Blind" she says without thinking, "I always forget that one" as soon as he says it she put her hand over her mouth and tried to apologize but he raises his hand to stop her.
He says "don't worry about it I get it a lot. Looks like we are partners though" "your Spencer?" "Yeah my names actually Samuel Scott Spencer, but I prefer Sam" "nice to meet you Sam I'm Emily Singer" Sam started to walk towards the door saying "come on I want to go before all the good cars are gone!"
Emily just looked at him in confusion before following him while asking "how are you gonna drive? I don't mean to be rude but I don't understand how you can."
He finds a car he likes, a black 1999 Honda civic. 'Not my first choice but it will do' she thought, still waiting for his answer on how he can drive. He sits in the passenger side, giving her the driver's seat, once she gets situated he says "when you drive I can get the feel for the course, then I can mimic your pattern and hopefully pass, just don't mess up to bad
He gave her a smirk as she started the course. Once she was done they switched positions and he did everything exactly like she did, except he went a little slower.
When they were done the course director told them they were done for the day and the local bar was open if they wanted to blow off some steam with a drink, but not to have too much fun, as training would be happening tomorrow.
Sam and Emily went to the bar together and found they had a lot of similar interests, like sports teams, food, movies, etc. Emily noticed that some of the girls at the bar looked at her with glares then finally one came up to them.
She had ink black hair that only brushed the top of her shoulders, when she reached them she turned her back to Emily and focused completely on Sam.
"Hey Sam, haven't seen you in a while, I was starting to get lonely" she said with her very high pitched voice. "I've been working, Vanessa, you know that" Sam replied "well, I'm still here if you wanna have a good time" she said while running her hand down his arm. "I'll keep that in mind" he said as she walked away.
"Seems you're pretty popular around here" Emily said, once 'Vanessa' left. "Yeah, girls think just cuz your blind you are a sap that is 'sensitive' and 'sees the inner beauty of people'. Don't get me wrong I'm as nice as the next guy, but women assume too much, I just leave the blanks for the to fill in themselves"
Emily laughed, she had been playing right into his little game, had he not told her the truth. "seems like you had me going good, what made you decide to tell me about this game, instead of getting your prize?" she asked "because you don't seem like the 'one night stand' type of gal you seem more like the deep relationship"
She smiled at him and said "thanks for that vote of confidence" "no problem, hey we better be getting back, I don't hear as many people in here anymore so it must be pretty late"
She looked at the clock and sure enough it was past midnight. "Damn it, we better gets back before they skin us alive" they laugh as the walk back to the farm.
"-and then the blue monkey laughed at me. That's why I will never eat pink hippo in a bikini. Are you even listening to me?" Auggie asked her. "Oh, sorry, must have spaced off there for a few minutes.
"It's all right. I'd better be getting home, it's rather late." She looked at the clock and it was passed midnight, 'wow, just like when I met Sam' "yeah I better be getting home to" she said
"Oh wait. I didn't get your number, here is mine. I hope you don't burn it" he said with a smirk. She laughed and took his number but didn't give him hers.
As she walked away he called out "wait you didn't give me yours!" to which she turned around and called back "your right I didn't" she turned and left him staring in the direction she left in, the only trace of her was the clicks of her heels against the pavement.
How was that? Was the spacing better? Please review! The next chapter will be up soon!
~ Wishful Escape
