What if Sam was sent back to JTF2.
She needed him.
She used to pride herself at being independent.
She didn't need a man.
But she's no longer that girl.
That girl disappeared the moment he walked into her life.
The moment she turned her gun on him.
The moment she accepted his invitation to burritos and beer.
The moment he kissed her in front of the Royal York.
She doesn't want to need him.
But she misses him.
She misses his cocky smile and attitude.
She misses his hugs and kisses.
She just misses being around him, and working along side him.
She misses going on patrol and hearing him in her head set when out on a hot call.
She tries not too.
But she can't help it.
She fills her days concentrating on the job.
Its hard to miss him, when the job takes over.
Her nights however, are filled with memories and last kisses.
Watching him board the plane that takes him world's away from her.
The team try their best to distract her, and some days it works.
Most of the time she just lets them believe they've helped.
She figures she can get through these next few months, but his side of the bed no longer smells like him.
She's forced to wash the shirt he left, she's worn it so much that its smell more like her than him.
She thought it would get easier as the months creep by.
It doesn't.
If anything it makes her miss him more.
The feeling just sinks in deeper.
She wants him to come back.
To be here.
She doesn't want to miss him anymore.
She doesn't want to need him like this.
The only good thing with him being gone is that now she's positive she loves him with her whole heart.
She's starting to think that she is falling more in love with him each day, and he's worlds away.
This confuses her greatly.
Its cruel.
Its not fair that he's not around.
She doesn't want to miss him.
Not like this.
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