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[Blink. Blink.

She stares at him for a second, looking slightly uncomprehending. Did he really just say...

Yes. Yes, he did.

With that, Fatima bursts out laughing. Well done, Sammy.]

You are so weird.

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Well, you said anything...

[ And he's full of random totally important facts. ]

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[She takes his face in her hands, giving him a surprisingly adoring look, considering how pissed off she was a few minutes ago.]

I did say that.

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[ He smiles at her, for a moment putting away the reality of just how screwed they continued to be. ]

Mantis Shrimp are pretty cool.

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Yeah?

[She interlaces her fingers behind his neck, her hips brushing up against his as she sways a little.]

What else can they do?

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[ What else does he know about the mantis shrimp? They're a remarkably fascinating animal, all things considered. He leans in, letting their noses rub against one another. ]

They're known for being a monogamous crustacean. [ Did crustaceans have a reputation for being swingers? ] They can have the same mate for up to 20 years.

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Like lobsters.

[She knows nothing about marine biology, but she's watched enough reruns of Friends to have retained that random bit of trivia.]

Good for them.

[Fatima closes her eyes, breathing in Sam's scent. Thankfully, not sea-foody.]

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Like lobsters.

[ He hasn't had good seafood in a ridiculously long time. Difficult to get in middle America, really, and on the road? Drive-through is a lot more accommodating. He slides his hands back down to her waist. ]

Pretty amazing animals.

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[Two fingers play with the hair on the back of his neck.]

Getting shaggy. You're going to have to let me cut it, eventually.

[Because Cousin It is not all that sexy.

Then again, he's somehow found a way to make shrimp sexy. It's possible he has magical powers or something. Either way, she feels like she can breathe again.]

Thank you.

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[ His hair is getting a little long. He'd been a bit reluctant the first time she offered, if only because the last person to cut his hair was, well...Jess. It almost scares him a bit, like he'd be finally taking off the last bit of him that still had her presence on it.

He can't admit that to Fatima, though. For a lot of reasons. ]

Yeah...I should.

[ Should, but will he?

He shakes his head, letting his forehead touch hers. ]

You really don't need to thank me for paying attention to the Discovery Channel.

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Believe me, I'm not thanking you for the wonder that is the Discovery Channel. Or Animal Planet. Or National Geographic.

I just...

[Her lips brush his.

Her thoughts are doing that thing again. They're going right back to where she doesn't want them to be. But maybe it's better to steer into the skid. Just get it out.]

I'm not freaking out as much this time, am I? I'm not as bad as I was in Zelien.

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[ He shakes his head again, giving her bottom lip a simple, but slow kiss. ]

You're handling it better than most people would, Fatima. No one in their right mind would shrug off what you've gone through.

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Mmm...

[Her jaw juts out a little, almost trying to hold onto the kiss.]

Not shrugging. Just trying to look at it from a different perspective.

The perspective of getting to come back to you.

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[ That surprises him. Sam pulls back a bit, trying to catch her gaze. A part of hopes that it's not what motivates her to get out of that, because...because he's Sam Winchester. Nothing good ever comes out of what he does. ]

Fatima...

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[She looks up at him, and, for a change, her eyes aren't narrowed in practiced blase form. There's something entirely open about them. Almost innocent, in a way. But more than that, honest. Completely, stone-cold honest.]

It's not like it's a secret that knowing you has been the best thing to come out of my life away from home, Sam.

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[ It might say more about him than about her that it still comes as a surprise. She knows what's going on with him, what he has to go back to, what he's still dealing with. Hell, his brother wants her out of his life for good, and that's one of the easier things to accept, not even counting the demons, angels, and apocalypse. ]

...I'm not sure I deserve that.

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[Cute. But occasionally a little bit of a nimrod.]

Sam...I say this with respect, both as a fellow hunter, as your friend, and as your...special friend.

[She touches his jaw with her fingertips.]

Don't be such a drama queen.

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[ He opens his mouth, leaving it agape for a moment.

Yeah.

WELL.

Sometimes he can be a bit overdramatic with self-loathing, he gets it. He manages a small huff. ]

Sorry.

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[She watches him for a second, biting her lips together, shaking her head with mild amusement. Total nimrod. But the affection she feels for him, however hard it is to understand, is strong. And she meant every word she said.]

This is the part where you kiss me, Sam.

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I--oh--

[ That was his cue? And here he thought he'd made a big enough ass of himself. Luckily, kissing is something that Sam is fairly good at, even if accepting affection can be more difficult.

He closes the distance quickly, moving his lips gently against hers. ]

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[If Sam can't accept her affection in the one way, she'll just switch over to the other. The nice thing about kissing is that her body always seems to know what to do. Maybe that's why it's easier for him too. No thinking required. No analysis. Just closeness.

She kisses him back, pressing her chest up against his.]

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[ That's a big part of why it's easier. He second guesses himself a lot, worries, tries to avoid the worst outcomes by avoiding the situation all together.

But he likes the feeling of being close to her. His response is to grab her hips and hoist her up onto the sink, bringing her close to eye-level with him as he continues one kiss after another. ]

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[Well. That's new.

Of course, as far as she's concerned, everything is new.

She hooks one of her legs around his waist, resenting the distance between them from the simple shift up onto the sink. And her kissing gets a little more aggressive to drive that point home.]

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[ He gladly pushes in against her, settling between her legs as the kiss quickly turns from soft to drinking from her mouth like a man lost in the desert. It may not be the right time, maybe there is no right time for them. Something is always happening. ]

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[She moans softly, her contentment resonating in her chest and into his. All she wants to do is keep kissing him, but a few words sneak out between.]

I don't care if it's weird timing, I want you so much right now.