#sam003

[gwenmcguinness]

The food truck wasn’t Gwen’s favorite shift to work for the diner, but she had to admit that the tips were amazing. It also helped that people seemed to be full of good cheer and the spirit of giving, and she was unable to keep a bright smile from her face as she handed out burgers, hot coffee, and warm pieces of pie out from the window of the truck.

Her shift was nearing its end when she saw a familiar profile pass by the order window of the truck. (A profile as nice as his was hard to miss.)

She lowered her eyebrows a moment, trying to confirm to herself that it was who she thought it was, before leaning half of her body out of the order window to shout his name.

“Sam!”

@samharden

[spy-derxqueen]

[ loss ] - Sam

She was running - so fast - her ears were ringing - she felt sick - she felt like the air in her lungs had been knocked out and she couldn't breathe - god she couldn't breathe - she couldn't think - she couldn't do anything. The helplessness, the pain , it was gripping her by the throat, paralyzing her. It was just suppose to be a mission , nothing dangerous. He had promised it wasn't dangerous. He had promised to come back. Yet there she was, running until she hit the dead end of a window. On the other side was a burned body. All she had been told , was that there was an explosion with fatality...that it was the man she loved, the father to her unborn child, her rock in the storm was now on the other side of this window, lifeless and she could nothing about it. Her face twisted and as the tears came running she screamed. "OH GOD NO NO NO NO SAM..." she cried. "Sam...don't leave me here Sam...." she continued just staring at that body in front of her.

[desperatxtimes]

“  i’m fine, i’ve had worse.  ”

accepting || @saintmarlboro

And Chloe didn’t believe him. Not in the slightest.

“You sure about that?” She asks once again. Skepticism is written all over her face, especially as she eyes the distance between both of them. “That was quite a drop.”