Rock-verse. Sam and Leeroy's place. Taking it easy.

[i_salted_dean]

Sam stretched and sat up from where she'd passed out on the couch, then looked around the pleasantly decorated and comfortably furnished mobile home with wonder. She and Leeroy had been living here for a few weeks now, and she still wasn't used to it, or to the peaceful lack of warning vibes from the surrounding countryside.

Groaning slightly, she peeled herself off the couch and wandered a little drunkenly over to the kitchen section of the big main room, feeling her head go weeee from how long she'd been laying flat. -'Roy? Where are you?-

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[teh-rest.livejournal.com]

"You okay?" His eyes travel from her face to the child and back again, indicating exactly what it is he means by that.

[i_salted_dean]

She takes a deep breath, the longing rising up to choke her slightly. "Yeah... I think so...." Then she squeezes his hand. -But sometimes I think that 'someday' can't come soon enough.-

[teh-rest.livejournal.com]

He nods and takes her hand, squeezing gently.

He doesn't really know what to say, except to quietly indicate that he agrees.

[i_salted_dean]

-I never got to know him, but I miss him. It feels like I'm supposed to have somebody to hold. Somebody little... you know?-

[teh-rest.livejournal.com]

-Yeah.-

He leans over the table and gives her a gentle kiss.

[i_salted_dean]

She closes her eyes and leans close, then sits up and looks at him. -I love you.-

"So, groceries?"

[teh-rest.livejournal.com]

-Love you to..-

He looked up at her and laughs.

"'S what we came here to do, right?"

[i_salted_dean]

"Yeah." She grabs the burger and takes a bite, her eyes dancing with tease.

[teh-rest.livejournal.com]

Leeroy looks and sounds utterly disappointed.

"But that's mine."

[i_salted_dean]

Sam laughs and pokes it at his mouth. "Duh."

[teh-rest.livejournal.com]

He snatches the burger and wolfs it down. "Come on," he says, wiping his hands on his pants. "Let's go."

[i_salted_dean]

She hands him a handful of napkins as she gets to her own feet, her eyes straying toward the baby again.

[teh-rest.livejournal.com]

Leeroy just stuffs them in his pocket and takes Sam's hand, kissing her fingers gently before leading her out of the fast food joint.

[i_salted_dean]

-Slob.- She winds her fingers through his, her eyes automatically scanning their surroundings as she thinks loving thoughts at him.

[teh-rest.livejournal.com]

-You love me anyway.-

[i_salted_dean]

Her fingers tighten on his. -Yup.-

"Oh look, somebody ran over a shopping cart."

[teh-rest.livejournal.com]

"I wonder why people do that? It smashes up their car..." He frowns slightly.

"Did we even make a list?" He can't remember.

[i_salted_dean]

"Dude, that looks like it was a rig." She pauses to look at the mess, then glances at him. "Did we?"

[teh-rest.livejournal.com]

Leeroy shrugs and searches his pockets, coming up empty.

"If we did, it's back in the car."

[i_salted_dean]

"I know we need mustard and more bread, and I know we don't need baloney or Sunny Delight." She takes his hand again, her eyes going toward the store.

[teh-rest.livejournal.com]

"S' a good enough place to start from," Leeroy says, grinning.

[i_salted_dean]

She thinks a little more as they pass through the doors, then blinks. "Coffee."

[teh-rest.livejournal.com]

"...we do have a pot fer it, right?" He grabs a shopping cart and wheels it into the store, looking around at the place.

This is the Real Atlantic Superstore. It's massive.

[i_salted_dean]

"Yeah. That's that thing that bubbles and hisses to itself on the counter."

[teh-rest.livejournal.com]

"Right." He'd never used the thing; that was more Sam and Rob's forte.