* Disclaimer: I do not own Benny and Joon, nor do I own any characters. I'm just here to write a story*
"Well, Sam wants to do it! You can't just keep him here! What do you expect of him? Huh?"
"Then let him tell me! He doesn't need you putting words in his mouth!"
"He does! This is huge for him! And you'd just say no!"
"Then why don't you let me talk to Sam? Why aren't you letting him talk? What are you, his agent?"
Sam sighed.
Later that night, in bed, Sam nuzzled into June's neck.
"Sam?"
"Yeah?"
"Do you want to go?"
Sam stiffened a bit, before relaxing back into her. "I want to try it. But only just this once. If it doesn't work..."
"I want you to go. If you want to."
"It's two days."
"I will be okay." she said. Her voice held enough confidence for the both of them. Three days later, Sam and Ben packed up the El Camino and set off for Portland. June stood on the porch of the apartment building until the car was out of sight. Ruthie wrapped an arm around her.
"Let's go inside," she said, guiding June through the door to her apartment. June's eyes wouldn't leave the road.