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Post by Sam Winchester on Oct 2, 2007 21:32:24 GMT -5
He smiled as she took a seat on his bed. His eyes glanced over her. So many things about her reminded him of the college days with Jess. Of course Crista was there as well, but she wasn't a main figure in his life quite like Jess. Sure they had come close to making out at the most at a party but Sam was faithful and stopped himself before he did something stupid. He glanced at Dean who had been unusually quiet. Probaley at Sam's exspense. He sighed and flipped through a information booklet on the table still standing akwardly in the middle of the room. He finally walked over and sat on Dean's bed facing Crista. Part of him wished he wasn't like this around her, he wasn't himself. He sighed and looked at Dean. "The hunt....wh...." He cut his words off as Dean glared at him. For heavens knows why. Fine, whatever dude. He glanced at Crista. Can I get you anything? Damm now he felt like a waiter, how stupid stupid stupid he felt right now.
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Post by Crista Shaline on Oct 3, 2007 19:51:09 GMT -5
Crista glanced up at Sam when he moved to the bed next to her. Just hearing his voice sent her back to college. She remembered seeing him lost in the commons area and she helped him find his way, they became imediate freinds. Then she felt more feelings for him, more then just freinds. She remembered the party and how she was after. She seemed to withdraw from him asfter he rejected to kiss her but she should have known. She looked down at the fabric as he spoke to Dean. His voice brough her back from her memories. I'm good thanks. I just need to use your restroom. She gave him a smile and grabbed her bag and headed to the restroom. She wanted to finish attending to the wound. She closed the door but not all the way. She took off her shirt and grabbed some kleenexs and dampened them and rubbed it across her wound.
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Post by Sam Winchester on Oct 3, 2007 20:11:50 GMT -5
Sam nodded as she headed towards the bathroom. He smiled and glanced at Dean who rolled his eyes. He smirked at that. My bag is in there if you need a shirt. He got up and walked over to the tv at turned it on, then turned it back off. He didn't quite know what to do with himself. He sat back down on the bed looking at Dean analyzis him. What man? Dean shrugged. Nothing, but were so gonna have to talk later. Sam rolled his eyes, joy.
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Post by Crista Shaline on Oct 3, 2007 20:17:22 GMT -5
Crista smiled and saw his bag. She had put on a bandage since her wound was healing faster. She pulled out one of Sam's shirts. She sat by the tub and put the fabric to her nose as she took a deep breath of the sweet smell of him. She shed her own shirt and put his shirt on. She also put some sweats on. She took a deep breath and walked out of the bahroom a smile abrood on her face.
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Post by Sam Winchester on Oct 3, 2007 20:20:34 GMT -5
Sam smiled as she walked out of the bathroom. Hey. Dean laughed and started whistling and Sam shot him the classic shut up face. His nervous glance shot back to Crista. You hungry or anything? I could send Dean out to pick up something... His eyes trailed to Dean then back to Crista. If you'd like.
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Post by Crista Shaline on Oct 3, 2007 20:26:24 GMT -5
Crista smiled and blushed when Dean whistled and the look on Sam's face. Sure, anything is alright. As long as Dean was gone, she wanted to tell Sam something important or well show him. She smiled hiding the expression.
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Post by Sam Winchester on Oct 3, 2007 20:30:42 GMT -5
Dean groaned at the outcome. He muttered about being the servent boy for the two love birds. Sam blushed to his remark. Once Dean was gone he looked at Crista. So...
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Post by Crista Shaline on Oct 3, 2007 20:36:25 GMT -5
Crista smiled at Dean's remark. She moved to Sam's side when Dean left. She looked down before looking back up at Sam. Sam, can I tell you something? Promise not to freak! Well it was mostly show but he had to know, she had kept it a secret for too long.
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Post by Sam Winchester on Oct 3, 2007 20:41:01 GMT -5
He looked at her confused for a second but the looked at her face. Umm, sure... He had to admit he was a bit worried but he let her continue anyways. He looked at her, his eyes fixed on hers, waiting for what was to come.
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Post by Crista Shaline on Oct 3, 2007 20:47:21 GMT -5
Crista smiled and leaned towards him whispering in his ear, I'll show you. She got up from the bed and walked to the bathroom leaving a crack open. She shed her clothes, not wanting them to be ruined. She closed her eyes and felt the changes, a small glow of light surrpunded her. In her place came a black wolf as black as the night, neon blue eyes and a white patch on her chest. She was bigger then the normal wolf, she would come up to Sam's chest when he was standing. She put her snout through the opening and pulled the door open. She took a deep breath and stepped out and looked towards Sam, waiting for his reaction.
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Post by Sam Winchester on Oct 3, 2007 20:49:54 GMT -5
Sam rose to his feet then froze instantly. He almost regreted standing up feeling as if his legs underneath him were about to give out. He walked towards the wolf he was sure was Crista and petted her head. He felt in a sense stupid for doing this but hey what else was he supposed to do. He wanted Crista to know he didnt' fear her, even if he was like jello on the inside.
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Post by Crista Shaline on Oct 3, 2007 20:54:28 GMT -5
Crista stood perfectly still when Sam's eyes met hers. When he stood up she was afraid he would be afraid. But when he came towards her, her ears perked up. When he patted her head she looked up at him, seeing in his eyes that he wasn't afraid of her. She gave a wolf grin.
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Post by Sam Winchester on Oct 3, 2007 20:57:54 GMT -5
He laughed. Are you smiling at me? He was still stroking her head lightly absent mindedly. He looked at her and smiled sitting on the bed nearest her. His legs were stable but he still needed to sit. He looked at her as many thoughts ran through his mind. He smiled at her. Your a nice wolf. Sam regreted his dumb founded words but they were to late to take back. He gave a sheepish grin hopeing to recover them.
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Post by Crista Shaline on Oct 3, 2007 21:03:06 GMT -5
Crista nodded her head, her eyes going back to him. She followed him to the bed. She rested her head on his lap. Her blue eyes shifting to his face when he complemented her wolf form. She gave another smile in a thank you. She was glad that he accepted her like this!
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Post by Sam Winchester on Oct 3, 2007 21:06:02 GMT -5
Sam smiled as he layed down on the bed, he contiued to stroke her head down to her back. He laughed at bit then sighed thinking about how fucked up his life was. But for some odd reason he wasn't upset by this, almost in a sense comforted. He looked at her, Crista, did you think I would react differently? He knew she couldn't nessicarially answer but the thought danced around in his mind.
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