*Clean*
"It's okay Sam, I'm here to help you," Liz said as she crouched beside her and held her in her arms.
"Why are you being so nice to me?"
"Because you're hurting the same way that I am and I'm hoping that we can help each other get over losing Jason. Besides I know that he would want me to help you. Now let's get you cleaned up," Liz stated as she helped Sam to her feet.
"What are you doing?" Sam asked as Liz placed her hands around her waist.
"I'm helping you get undressed so that you can take a proper shower."
"I don't know if that's a good idea," Sam stated as she chewed on her bottom lip.
"I'm a nurse Sam. Helping others shower is part of my job, believe me there isn't anything that I haven't seen before, but if you're uncomfortable I can leave."
"No, you're right...I'm just being silly. I'm so tired, I can barely stand by myself, so I could really use your help to get clean."
Liz pulled Sam's shirt up over her head. She wrapped her arms around her and unclasped her bra, trying to ignore the fluttering feelings that she was beginning to feel in her lower region. Next she pulled Sam's pants and underpants off.
"Let's wash your hair," Liz whispered as she forced herself to look away from the damp enticing curls that circled her vagina. *Sam is your enemy. You are just helping her out for Jason's sake. You do not have romantic feelings for her," Liz repeated over and over again in her mind as she rubbed the shampoo in Sam's hair.
She helped Sam rinse the shampoo out and then she lathered the conditioner in her hair.
"Do you think you can wash your body?" Liz asked as she picked the bar of soap.
"I think I can manage that much."
Liz felt disappointment as Sam grabbed the bar of soap out of her hand and began to rub the bar all over her body. Liz felt like she needed to take her own cold shower, but that would have to wait until she was home and far away from Sam.
Elizabeth helped Sam rinse out the conditioner and then she stepped out of the shower and grabbed a towel. She handed it to Sam and led her to the bedroom.
She grabbed a clean pair of clothes and helped Sam get dressed. When she was dressed, Liz brushed through her hair.
"Thanks Liz, you were right...I feel a lot better now that I'm clean."
"You're welcome. I'm glad that I could help," Liz stated as she placed her hand on the bedroom doorknob and began to turn it.
"Wait...don't go," Sam whispered.
XOXOXO
*Deny*
"Wait...don't go," Sam whispered.
"Do you need anything else?" Liz asked as she tried her best to deny the burning feelings of need and want that was rising in her as she looked into Sam's eyes.
"I can't believe I'm going to say this, but I need you. When you were helping me shower, I liked the way that I felt when you touched me. I haven't felt that way in a really long time, not since before Jason died. Please stay here with me tonight," Sam said as she sat down on the bed that she had shared with Jason for so long.
"I...I don't know if that's a good idea," Liz stammered.
"Please...I know that you felt the way that I did when you had your hands on me. Don't deny it...I can see how much you want me and I want you just as much. I just...don't want to be alone anymore," Sam confessed as she began to cry.
"I don't want to be alone either and you're right I can't deny that I felt something for you too," Liz admitted as she sat down on the bed.
She turned towards Sam and wiped the tears from her face. "You're so beautiful," Liz whispered as she leaned towards Sam and kissed her.