All because of you, I believe in angels. Not the kind with wings, no, not the kind with halos. The kind that bring you home, when home becomes a strange place. CAM

One Shot. Sam is pretty messed up. After awaking at the Shay's with no knowledge of ever walking there, she seriously needs a shoulder to cry on. Or just to cry. Sam-centric. Extreme undertones of Cam. Implied self-harm?

Sometimes goodbye, though it hurts, is the only way for destiny; sometimes goodbye is the only way now for you and me. Though it's the hardest thing to say, I'll miss your love in every way. So say goodbye, but don't cry, because true love never dies. Cam

She’s sitting in a diner, looking like a water color painting; all these bland colors bleeding through and together to express a splotchy scene of melancholy. Carly/Sam.