We are so very, very tired right now. However we will persevere to put out as much fiction as possible before either has to go away for holidays!

Soooo sleepy....

Anyway here you go!

Disclaimer: We don't own Supernatural, if we did we would make the show focus more on Bobby as well. We like Bobby.

Allison had walked up and down the stairwell a total of forty-nine times that day, in an attempt to meet Cable-guy once more. She realised that on some level this could be considered stalking but the woman already had four restraining orders taken out against her, and it wasn't like she'd need to see the guy anymore once she had everything she needed. It didn't help that she had only three more days until Lila and Danny returned home from whatever expo they had gone to. She was running out of time and desperate times call for desperate measures, which is why she was currently sitting in her sleeping bag camped out at the stairwell until he walked past once more.

Allison had, earlier in the day, visited every apartment within seeing distance of the stairwell, and asked if any of them had called a cable man. None of these people had and she considered visiting more apartments to ask the same thing of them but knowing her luck he would walk down the moment she let the stairs out of her sight, and it was this thought process that lead to this very camp-out.

Armed with her sleeping bag; her iPod; a notebook; a bag of marshmallows and pepper spray, just in case as Danny's apartment building was still pretty sketchy; Allison had been sitting for a total of fifty three minutes and fourteen seconds. This was way more boring than she thought it would have been when she had collected her camping gear.

On top of this she had yet to seriously consider the possibilities that Cable-guy actually lived in the building; or had left while she literally ran to get her camp supplies, and use the bathroom, as this would mean she would have to adapt her "not stalking" strategies.

It was still reasonably early in the day, only being three in the afternoon, and she could stand to wait until at least five. As she sat there she had decided on a number of things; she needed to start wearing comfier shoes; she should probably call her mother as it had been almost a day since they'd last spoken, and she would consider that a silent declaration of how she no longer loved her; and that she was going to call her editor and claim that she had worked on her book. She was of course going to leave out the fact that she was considered sitting there, and not actually typing anything, working on her book.

Being left alone with nothing left to do but talk to herself, Allison remembered something her brother had once said to her, "don't let your mind wander. It's too small to be let out by itself." Sometimes she wondered why she actually liked Danny.

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"Uhh, Miss?"

Allison could feel herself being shook and took a swing at whatever the hell was doing it. After opening her eyes a crack she realised three things at once. Number 1, it was now dark. Number 2, she had fallen asleep while camping-out. Number 3, she had just whacked cable-guy in the face for trying to wake her up. Crap.

"Wow. My bad....again," she pulled herself into a sitting position, "really I am so sorry!"

Cable-guy let out a small laugh, although Allison was pretty sure that it had hurt like a bitch, her mother hadn't made her take self-defense classes since she was eight so she would hit like a girl.

"Really it's fine. I just though you might want this." He held up Allison's iPod and must have recognised the confusion on her face as he continued, "I saw you asleep and this guy tried to run off with it, so I caught him and grabbed this back."

Allison sat completely quietly staring at his face. "Wow this guy must have won the genetic lottery or something. How lucky do you have to be to get to look like that!?!"

She snapped out of her thoughts when she realised she hadn't actually said anything for over thirty seconds and cable-guy was beginning to get weirded out. Not good if she was going to convince him, somehow, to let her interview him.

"Oh! Thank you so much!" "God I sound like I'm flirting really badly."

Cable-guy grinned at her. Either the boy was thick or he was to polite to say anything, Allison really hoped it was the second.

"Do you live in apartment 54?"

Allison blinked, "well technically no. I'm just..... apartment sitting for my brother and his girlfriend while they're gone." This set little warning bells off in Allison's head, technically she was leaning against the door, but that was still kind of creepy to ask. Just because he was pretty didn't mean he couldn't be a serial killer. On the other hand he wasn't the one waiting by the stairwell for someone to go by.

He grinned at her once more, reminding Allison slightly of that sparkly vampire guy from that book, she imagined if vampires smiled like he did then it was no wonder that young girls didn't stand a damn chance.

"Well then you have no idea how conveniently this worked out for me."

Allison decided to not even let her mind think of the double standards that sentence could hold, and just plain asked what he meant before it even began.

"I'm sorry I don't follow what you mean."

Another grin, apparently Cable-guy grinned a lot. He probably knew its effect on women.

"The man who lived in 53," a blank look on Allison's behalf, "well he recently passed away. Apparently he was stabbed, poor old man. Anyway the person who must have set his cable up did it in a weird way and a bunch of wires run through the wall between your two apartments. Unfortunately they're pretty old and could start a fire so the plan was to replace them but there's a giant bookcase in the way on his side of the wall. I tried to move it but it isn't budging anytime soon so I was wondering if you would mind if I came in and took a look at where the wires run for now and to see if they can last for awhile longer without setting fire to the whole building."

A couple of things had popped into Allison's mind during this little speech. The first of which was that Cable-guy had been in the damn apartment next to her this entire time.

The second was that Allison had absolutely no idea how cable worked, and if cute Cable-guy said it could start a fire she wasn't going to let him leave until he was very sure she would be safe.

And finally the third, that this was a perfect way to get him to come into the apartment and extract information without making herself seem like a freak, beyond what she already had, or alternatively, really easy and that she wanted to sleep with him.

She looked at him and gave him, what she hoped was, a friendly smile.

"Well I don't see a problem with that so long as you aren't really a serial killer and using that excuse to get into my apartment," she laughed slightly uneasily. From the look on his face the whole "not seeming like a freak" thing had just flew out the window. Of course if she were to be completely honest with herself she probably would have realised how weird it must have seemed that she was asleep in her sleeping bag in the hallway, near the stairwell. Allison did, however, prefer fantasy over reality.

He was enough of a gentlemen to help her to her feet though.

"I could say no to that, but if I was a serial killer I don't think I would say I was, so it seems slightly unreassuring," he managed to get out while lightly laughing.

Allison had to give him the fact that he did have a point.

She carefully picked up her stuff, hiding her upset face at seeing her marshmallows. She must have rolled over them while asleep, resulting in the mushed stuff in the bag she now held.

After handing Cable-guy most of her stuff, Allison was finally able to open the door and step into the apartment with him following. Allison looked over to see him slightly wide-eyed at the surroundings.

"I know right?"

He smiled at this, "it's certainly.....different."

Allison let out a laugh, the first that day.

"Oh I'm Allison by the way." She stuck her hand in front of her, not easily done in her sleeping bag.

He smiled and shook it.

"Sam."

HAHA! We spent ages arguing over that conversation because we didn't want Sammy to seem Un-sam-ish. I hope you people realise how much we sacrificed for you.

As a result we couldn't watch PoTC 1.

Hahahahaha. Anyway we should update soon. Also thanks to all the people who have reviewed so far. We don't mind if you don't but we really appreciate it if you do.

Also a special thanks should go to Macs. Seriously it takes a lot to manage to get us off our fat lazy asses and actually write some interaction with Allison finally. It may not seem like it but we probably wouldn't have written this chapter for a while if it weren't for your creative criticism.

We probably would have tried to get away with another chapter without any interaction...... Anyway we'll update soon.... hopefully. Thanks for reading!

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