Carly read the letter over again and let a tear trickle down her cheek, but quickly wiped it away.
"It's okay to cry sweetie, it's just me." Richard tried comforting her and wrapped her in a warm embrace. She let a couple more tears fall onto her friends shoulder, but made herself stop before they became full on sobs.
"Is Sam here?" Carly asked suddenly wanting her presence, maybe her arms around her. With Sam she always felt safe, always felt secure, and that was what she wanted right now. Richard nodded with a hidden smile. He was happy Carly had taken such a liking to Sam, and he liked that Carly trusted her so much as well. He also knew she wanted it to be more than a client or even friend relationship, but had yet to figure out why it wasn't happening. He stood and opened the trailer door signaling outside. In a heartbeat Sam was there, as if she knew Carly wanted her there. Richard snuck out whispering,
"She needs you," just before disappearing behind the now closed door. Carly stood up and tried to look composed and together. Sam just tilted her head and opened her arms to the other girl. Carly knew she could let herself be vulnerable towards Sam, because she knew in her heart that Sam would never hurt her. Carly slowly walked into her open arms and as they closed around her she leaned against Sam and cried.
As the sobs wracked through her body Sam's firm but gentle hold never faltered. She began to calm down aside from a few whimpers and sharp breaths. She turned her head and nuzzled her nose into Sam's neck,
"Thank you," she whispered not wanting to ruin the emotional and intimate moment. She felt the other girls arms loosen and relax at the small of her back, massaging small circles into her skin. The effect was intense, sending waves of bliss through Carly's entire body. She lifted her head and let her arms drape around Sam's shoulders, being careful of her slash. The reminder of Sam's close call made Carly want to start crying all over again. Instead though, she leaned her body harder against Sam and kissed her putting every feeling she had into the kiss. This time, Sam's mind just shut off and she kissed back letting her tongue wander into Carly's mouth loving the taste of cherry chap stick and pure Carly. The kiss started to get heated as Sam's hands slid into Carly's shirt and roamed to her back, just testing the waters. As she was about to get rid of Carly's shirt altogether a loud knock on the door caused Carly and Sam to jump apart quickly each trying to catch their breath. 'Whoever that is, is going to get there face rearranged.' Carly thought bitterly. She went for the door but was pulled back by Sam who kissed her cheek softly and went to answer the door herself. Carly held onto Sam's hand tightly so she would know that she wasn't letting go no matter who it was. Sam opened the door to reveal a large man dressed in a jet black suit. He wore a fedora, sunglasses, and held a folder in his hands.
"Airport, 4:45 entering a limo," he said without hesitation handing Sam the folder.
"Thank you Alex." She said calmly. He nodded his head to both Carly and Sam, spotting their hands intertwined he smiled. After Sam shut the door she sighed not turning around. She had figured Rex would be here sooner than he had said in the letter so that he could scout Carly out, but she hadn't been expecting it to be this soon. 'This is way too easy…so either he is dumb, or he has something up his sleeve.' Sam let her mind wander to possibilities as small arms circled around her waist. The hairs on the back of her neck stood up and electricity shot through her spine as she felt soft lips collide with the back of her neck and suck softly.
"Who was that?" Carly inquired between kisses and soft nibbles. Sam looked straight at the door, attempting to keep her breathing under control and failing epically.
"He's an old friend of mine, he was keeping an eye out for your freak for me." She answered, her voice strained and deeper than usual. She felt hands roam up her torso then back down to her stomach. Sam tried to keep her mind focused as she opened the file that contained all the man's information. As she scanned it she couldn't help but wonder what he was doing with his life. 'He makes bank at a great job that requires he do basically nothing, he isn't all that bad looking, and he basically has his life set up for him. So what is he doing throwing it away? I guess some people just aren't happy with their…WOAH!' Sam stepped away from her own world to find Carly had slipped her hands inside her shirt and was moving towards her chest. Sam grabbed her hands, pulled them from her shirt, and turned around.
"Hey there princess, I need to read this so I can catch your stalker tonight." Carly's eyes grew wide and Sam knew she had made a bad decision letting Carly know what was going on tonight. She didn't want to tell Carly because she knew the girl would try to stop her. She also knew if she was persuaded it could be the difference in success or failure, and failure really wasn't an option.
"Tonight?!" Carly shrieked, fear and worry etching every feature of her face. Sam also didn't want Carly to know because of how delicate the situation really was. Sam cared too much about this girl, this was personal, and if she let it get to her too much she could mess up. This was only a small possibility, and she didn't want to think about the end result of any mistakes.
"Yes tonight, I'm going to take him down before he even gets close to you." Sam whispered, her voice laced with poison and her eyes pleading Carly not to fight with her. Carly ran her hand through her hair and took a deep breath attempting to calm her nervously beating heart. She didn't want Sam to go at all; she didn't know what was in store for her, hell she didn't even know if Sam knew where he was at. Her mind was plagued with images of Sam being hurt, kidnapped, and taken away, away from her. She couldn't allow such things to happen.
"Sam just…stay with me," Carly said feeling Sam's hand softly caress her cheek. She didn't want to fight with Sam, but she didn't want her to leave either.
"Sweetie you know I can't do that, I have to get this guy." Sam felt Carly lean into her touch and wished nothing this horrible would have ever happened to such a sweet girl.
"NO you don't! He is just some crazed fan looking for attention!" Carly started to get upset and pushed Sam's hand away, wishing she hadn't when she saw a look of hurt cross Sam's features. "I can't lose you, don't you understand that?" Carly started yelling as she tried to reason with the blond. She pushed Sam backwards, just hard enough to move her away from herself. Forcing her mind to calm down she angrily said,
"Do whatever the hell you want, I don't even care." Carly saw the error in her choice of words when Sam flinched backwards. She hadn't meant she didn't care about the other girl, but it was obviously taken that way. Carly however was too angry at the moment to apologize.
"Yes…I do understand, and that's why I'm doing this." Sam whispered as she let herself revert into bodyguard mode, her body going stiff and her features hardening.
"Sam…I didn't…" Carly tried to explain but Sam interrupted her,
"I'm going to go in an hour, until then I'll stick around…I'll be outside…" Sam tried not to think about what had just been said as she walked away, but her mind imploded in on her, 'She doesn't care?! Fine! She can deal with life without me then! Whether or not I die doesn't matter anymore, if I do she'll be happy, if I don't well I'll be out of her life anyway won't I?' Sam knew she was being dramatic but she had never hurt like this before. It was as if hearing Carly say she didn't care had ripped her heart from its cage and squeezed it until it stopped beating altogether. She cursed herself for ever becoming so attached to Carly, she should have known better than to mix work life and personal life. As she walked towards her car for some alone time a small set of tears fell from her eyes, and silently she cried alone.