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starting_overSamantha stood on the boardwalk outside of her shop and stared out at the waves crashing onto the beach. The sound soothed her like no other, as did standing as she was with the wind whipping at her hair and face. It was another reminder that she was here, she was standing; she wasn't in the hospital, she hadn't been shot.
It was just one of those freaky Siren Cove things she'd been told about. Nothing more, nothing less.
It wasn't, or hadn't been, another enforcer out to remove her from the equation.
Even huddled in her long down parka, Samantha gave a shudder. Parkas were nice, but they didn't protect from this kind of cold. This cold was deep down inside her in a place she'd thought long healed.
When her teeth started to chatter, she gave up her solitary stance and turned back to the shop, locking the door behind her. Tomorrow, she told herself. She'd open tomorrow.
She just needed another day to recover, to get her wits back about her, and get on with living this new life she wanted so badly.
It was just one of those freaky Siren Cove things she'd been told about. Nothing more, nothing less.
It wasn't, or hadn't been, another enforcer out to remove her from the equation.
Even huddled in her long down parka, Samantha gave a shudder. Parkas were nice, but they didn't protect from this kind of cold. This cold was deep down inside her in a place she'd thought long healed.
When her teeth started to chatter, she gave up her solitary stance and turned back to the shop, locking the door behind her. Tomorrow, she told herself. She'd open tomorrow.
She just needed another day to recover, to get her wits back about her, and get on with living this new life she wanted so badly.
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Date: 2015-04-03 05:46 pm (UTC)"Mmm, that feels very, very good," Sam said in response to the foot rub, then leaned forward to inhale the soup from the bowl in her hands. "Almost as good as this smells. I'd say your mother's good at more than healings."
For a minute, she just let herself inhale the aroma, then took a small spoonful. Oh yeah, definitely tasted as good as it smelled. "I'm glad you were both able to get some healing though. It was the worst thing I've ever been through in my life."
Half of that was the illness, the other half was the bone-deep fear she'd felt in those first moments of flashback from the shooting.
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Date: 2015-04-04 06:19 pm (UTC)Lincoln laughed at how that sounded. "Body temperature wise, kills off most bugs."
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Date: 2015-04-04 06:35 pm (UTC)"And just when I was about to comment on the ego you've got running there," Samantha smiled back. "But I'm glad you didn't get sick. It was a pretty nasty thing to go through, which you probably already know if Lee had it." She looked from him to his hands, still rubbing her feet. "If this is any indication of your bedside manner, I'd say she's lucky she had you through the worst of it."
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Date: 2015-04-05 08:39 pm (UTC)"I think I was called enough names at school to not have that much of an ego," Lincoln replied. It had washed over him though, most people didn't try to take him on even back then. He'd been geeky, soft everywhere, but still tall as anything. Park, some of the other guys weren't that lucky though and Lincoln always tried to step in. Even though he was pretty sure Roosevelt was stepping in at times for him. "Maybe, I'm lucky to have her. How about you? Meet anyone... interesting lately?"
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Date: 2015-04-05 09:22 pm (UTC)"You're lucky to have each other then," Samantha smiled back with a nod. Her mouth quirked a little while she sipped at the soup, feeling heat in her cheeks that had nothing to do with the warm liquid in the bowl. "Though I have a feeling you might already know, I've been out with your friend Roosevelt. He took me on a hike up into the mountains not that long ago."
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Date: 2015-04-06 03:07 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2015-04-06 06:09 pm (UTC)Teddy. Samantha rolled the nickname around in her head for a second and let a little smile curve her lips. Of all the things she thought of when he came to mind, a cuddly, fluffy bear was not even close to being on the list. Still, though, she made a note to bring it up to him sometime and see how he reacted. It could either be endearing, or something he found as irritating as she did when Neal called her Sweet Sammy.
"He is a great guy," she agreed, "and don't worry, I won't ask you to break some guy code by asking you about him." Then she caught his last comment and frowned a little. "Weird? Why?"
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Date: 2015-04-19 01:52 pm (UTC)"I don't know, I've kissed you? I really liked those kisses? If you don't think it'll be weird then I'll do it," Lincoln replied with a smile at her. He lifted his shoulders in a bemused shrug. Maybe in another time, another place they would've done a hell of a lot more than kiss but he was with Lee and quite happily so now.
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Date: 2015-04-19 05:47 pm (UTC)"I really liked them too," Samantha replied while sipping at her soup. "And as long as you don't think it's weird that I've started kissing your best friend, we can call it even?"
She felt better, warmer, and not just from the soup. Lincoln had that way about him. A calming presence.