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Sam Winchester
10 March 2010 @ 09:47 pm
In the end, Sam had decided to take Jess out to dinner. They were both students, neither particularly rich, and so their destination wasn't the poshest place in Palo Alto. But it was an Italian, not a greasy diner, and he figured that was something.

In true gentlemanly style, Sam decided to pick Jess up from her dorm room half an hour before his reservation time. It was only a ten minute walk from campus, but he was also ready with the money for a cab if Jess wanted that. She was going to call the shots tonight.

Dressed in a smart shirt and jeans, trying to not look too casual or too smart, he took a deep breath and hit the buzzer for her flat.
Sam Winchester
06 March 2010 @ 11:48 pm
It had been a long day. If Sam believed the clock on the wall, and he guess he had to, it had only been a few hours ago that he and his brother had been questioning locals about the strange goings on at the warehouse on the edge of town. It was hard to believe, in that short time, they had come so close to a second run in with Zachariah and his clones. They had come so close to giving Castiel over to Heaven.

It felt like years had passed, but here they all were again, Castiel still with them and perched awkwardly on the edge of Dean's bed. They weren't far from Bobby's, as it turned out, and Sam was now preoccupied packing up his duffel bag to head in that direction. They weren't safe there now, not now that they'd had another run in with the angels, and if anyone would know what to do from here, it'd be Bobby.

"Ready?" He asked his brother when he was done sorting himself out, heading to the motel room door without waiting for a response.
Sam Winchester
18 December 2009 @ 03:10 pm
The How's My Driving? Meme