The Phoenix Bluff Bed and Breakfast, Port aux Basques (aka Sal's Place)

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Leeroy was sleeping soundly for what might be the first time since arriving on the island.

It was entirely possible that the prospect of six weeks' worth of no work as Sal re-assumed captain's role upon the Lukey (which meant that the trawler was undergoing a fresh round of repairs and a complete refitting, most of which would be done by Sal herself) was relieving much of the stress that he had been feeling lately.

Or maybe it was due to what happened the afternoon immediately following Jeimu's launch - when what he had come to know (although perhaps not as intimately as some of his friend) as the very presence of God had touched his brothers, instilling in them a sense of forgiveness.

All things told, he had lately felt a lot less responsible for everyone's well being. Or, rather, almost everyone.

He still wasn't entirely sure where things stood between he and Sam - she had her line of work and he was constantly worried about her - but, nonetheless, the two of them were spending an awful lot of their free time together.

She'd said she was leaving Port aux Basques early in the morning; and so it was his intent to wake up to see her off.

But for now, he slept.

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[i_salted_dean]

Sam frowned at him, sensing his reluctance, then turned to Jeimu and lifted her eyebrows inquiringly.

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"Sure."

[i_salted_dean]

"Thanks." She grinned and offered the pen to Leeroy. "You want to go first?"

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"Okay," He took the pen and (a little shakily) signed his name to the contract.

He vaguely wondered if he was signing his life away.

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Sam watched, biting her lip as her nerves jangled. -Reading that, I don't think we need vows after all. I think I'd puke.-

She pointed to the other line where he had to sign and the one where he was supposed to print.

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He scowled slightly - surely one signature was enough - and signed the other line, printed his name below it, then set the pen down on the table and smiled over at Sam.

[i_salted_dean]

She offered him a shakey smile in return, then picked the pen up and signed on her own lines before hand it over to Jeimu with a hand that trembled visibly.

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"Oh, you guys," Jeimu whispered, taking the pen from Sam and adding her signature to the appropriate spots.

She grinned at the two of them, willing herself to keep the needling down to a minimum.

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Sam just squared her chin and looked to Sadri, tears threatening to spill.

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She took the pen from Jeimu and followed suit, eyes scanning the document as she did so.

"That everything?" she asked.