Title: Alone
Fandom: Ginger Snaps
Characters: Brigitte/Sam
Prompt: #93 Thanksgiving
Word Count: 308
Rating: PG
Author's Notes: Wrote it before class started. Remember, comments are like diet coke… my crack. Support my habit damn it!
It was Thanksgiving, the first since that Halloween night when Ginger died. Brigitte sat going over the vacation readings for school. Things were weird there, people stayed away from her completely, the teachers were nice but wary around her. No one wanted to have anything to do with her since they'd heard about Ginger and the big animal that'd been found in the Fitzgerald house. As isolated from everyone as she was, Brigitte was still trying to finish high school, it was one of the only normal things she had left.
Right after Ginger's death, Sam had offered her a place to stay in the greenhouse, with him. Things had been weird at first, Sam had injected both himself and Brigitte with the monkshood, then let Brigitte sleep on his couch. They had been extremely uncomfortable at first, but had since slipped into an easy routine together. Brigitte's mother had turned herself in for Trina's murder and her father had just given up, leaving Bailey Downs.
Now she stayed and helped Sam in his greenhouse. Because he let her stay, Sam had become somewhat shunned as well. He still had business, plenty of it with the greenhouse and his dope, but no one talked to him anymore, just Brigitte. Their need for contact and affection form other human beings had caused her to start sleeping in his bed. They didn't do anything, just held each other, feeding that need for someone else. They never talked about it, or did it during the day, only when the lights were off. It was just easier that way.
Now, Thanksgiving was spent with him picking up some food for dinner and then another night of tv, reading, and then holding. The same as the night before, and that's how it would be, till they figured out what they would do later.