Rose kept up with John's brisk pace, remaining directly at his side- that was, until he elaborated on Sam. Her nose scrunched in confusion. "No, 'e don' glare much at all, really," she smiled awkwardly. Were they talking about the same person? Sam Winchester was sweet, intelligent, protective. He'd been nothing less than her best friend here, and for him to say something so nasty to John was just... just...
Oh no.
Rose continued walking, not letting go of John's hand as her mind fluttered away. She thought about her conversations in the basement and library with Sam, how they'd confided in each other. She remembered how he'd hovered over her in the medical room, back when they'd been cornered by demons in a nightmare. Most recently, she'd told Sam about Eric, and his reaction had been startling. Yes, Rose felt something for Sam. She'd stopped lying to herself about it weeks ago. She'd even told Buffy, so it wasn't exactly a secret or anything. Still, her past had kept her from opening up, and she'd accepted that.
...Her past, and now, her future. As John lead her toward the stairs, Rose took a long glance down the hallway. She considered letting go of her partner to knock on the Winchesters' door. The Meta-Doctor was blissfully distracted, though, and she was pulled forward before deciding. Oh well. She'd see Sam at midnight, anyway.
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Oh no.
Rose continued walking, not letting go of John's hand as her mind fluttered away. She thought about her conversations in the basement and library with Sam, how they'd confided in each other. She remembered how he'd hovered over her in the medical room, back when they'd been cornered by demons in a nightmare. Most recently, she'd told Sam about Eric, and his reaction had been startling. Yes, Rose felt something for Sam. She'd stopped lying to herself about it weeks ago. She'd even told Buffy, so it wasn't exactly a secret or anything. Still, her past had kept her from opening up, and she'd accepted that.
...Her past, and now, her future. As John lead her toward the stairs, Rose took a long glance down the hallway. She considered letting go of her partner to knock on the Winchesters' door. The Meta-Doctor was blissfully distracted, though, and she was pulled forward before deciding. Oh well. She'd see Sam at midnight, anyway.