"Vegas huh? Dean must be thrilled."
River giggled and nodded. The mindscape was far from scary anymore. They were in a memory. It was one of the secret compartments in the Serenity. It was closed off, just their own little world. Sam held her close, the curve of her back to his chest. Not even fabric separated them, for their clothing was discarded when the dream began.
"What is this place?" Sam question. River smiled as he held his hand, the rest of his arm wrapped around her.
"My spot on Serenity. I was able to hear her here."
"Wait..." Sam paused, "You said Jo and Serenity were the same person...did we just...in Jo?"
River blinked and laughed.
"No one's ever had sex in Impala?"
"Fair enough. Why do you need to find Chuck in Vegas?"
"Missouri thinks as a story teller he can help us read Raziel's memories. She never actually died so it's not something they can tune in through me."
Sam's face fell as River looked up at him.
"Another life to watch, huh?"
"I think I outlive you this time?" River offered.
"We don't know what Sammael did." Sam whispered. "I don't want you suffering again on my account."
"One-Sammael's actions. Two: It's already happened in the past. The best way for me to understand and use my psychic abilities is to see their origin-Raziel."
"What's the second best Way?"
"Sam!"
Sam sighed as he lay back, his hand leaving River.
"Maybe I don't like that we're only seeing our bad times."
"So maybe I should tune into the lives and show us some good ones. Maybe Rowena will oblige." River replied. Sam chuckled as she climbed on top of him.
"They seemed to have their share if good times."
"And now I get why they were naked." River whispered, kissing him playfully. Sam laughed again, pulling her into his embrace.
"Do you?"
"Yes."
"Show me."