“We aren’t,” Sam said simply before he walked into the house. He didn’t really care much about Chris, but the girls didn’t like him and that was good enough for him. That, and Chris seemed to want to get Colleen alone a little too much. If he was a friend, why did he insist on talking to Colleen on her own? What was he going to say that Sam couldn’t be there for? Why did he care? Sam started walking back into the living room when Rachel came out of the library. She pulled up short at seeing Sam there. He was used to it, he knew that it was a bit of a shock when you weren’t expecting a six foot four man in your way. “Sam,” Rachel was breathless, though she smiled at him as well, “Dean thinks he’s found something.” Sam looked behind him for a moment to see Colleen talking with Max and a few other people Sam didn’t recognize before following Rachel back into the library. He could smell Colleen’s perfume on his shirt. It would be better for him to focus on something he actually understood. He knew it should worry him that monsters made more sense to him than a woman, but this was his life. He wasn’t going to pull anyone into
“We aren’t,” Sam said simply before he walked into the house. He didn’t really care much about Chris, but the girls didn’t like him and that was good enough for him. That, and Chris seemed to want to get Colleen alone a little too much. If he was a friend, why did he insist on talking to Colleen on her own? What was he going to say that Sam couldn’t be there for? Why did he care? Sam started walking back into the living room when Rachel came out of the library. She pulled up short at seeing Sam there. He was used to it, he knew that it was a bit of a shock when you weren’t expecting a six foot four man in your way. “Sam,” Rachel was breathless, though she smiled at him as well, “Dean thinks he’s found something.” Sam looked behind him for a moment to see Colleen talking with Max and a few other people Sam didn’t recognize before following Rachel back into the library. He could smell Colleen’s perfume on his shirt. It would be better for him to focus on something he actually understood. He knew it should worry him that monsters made more sense to him than a woman, but this was his life. He wasn’t going to pull anyone into