Hey guys! I was away on a needed vaca for a while, but I'm back! I have benchmarks next week... Yuck! But, anyways, I saw that I had two chapters ready for upload, so I decided to upload for you guys! Happy New Year!
Sam scooched down the stairs, holding the wall. She groaned like someone hungover after a night of partying, but she hadn't partied. Instead, she saved a small country, and spent a few hours being debriefed. She'd only managed to fall asleep around five that morning, because she refused to go to bed without a shower. Shuffling towards the kitchen, she noticed Alex still curled up on the couch where she'd left her early that morning. The tangy smell of blood hit her nose.
"Ick!" Sam's nose crinkled. Alex smelled like a garbage dump, and probably still had some blood from the 'battle'.
"Alex. Aleeex! Wake up! You need to take a shower."
"Urghhh." Alex only rolled over, then the other way, accidently rolling off the couch. Sam snorted, before going to the kitchen to look for some food.
"Sammie! Are you done in the shower yet?"
"Uh, Alex, it's ten thirty. I've been out of the shower for hours." The only response was a grunt. Minutes later, Sam could hear the water running upstairs.
She snorted, before taking a bag of pasties out of the fridge. Jerry had thought of them after all. But that brought her to wondering what he'd meant about Tim Scam. No! This was a free day, and she wasn't going to jinx it by thinking work thoughts. She saw there was a message on the answering machine.
"Sammmmmmmm! Aleeex! The stupid hospital people won't let me leeeeave! *And I'm pretty sure she needs a pedicure*" Clover mumbled. "Oh shoot! The nurse noticed I got her cell phone. COME PICK ME UP!" Sam could hear a crashing sound in the backround, befor the phone cut off. What had Clover done this time?
I know this chapter and then next one are sort of short and boring, (and in my opinion, crappy...) Chapters twelve and thirteen should be more interesting. Hope you enjoy! :-)