samuel richards

“Never? Not once? Wow that’s disappointing, Fireman Sam.” she teased, smirking at him before she couldn’t keep the laughter from escaping her lips. “So what you’re saying is that you’re a professional Superman… yeah, I can see it. At the very least now when I start a fire when I’m cooking I know someone in the city I can call to help put it out,” she said, sparking an interest in actually seeing the man in front of her leap into action. There was a reason sexy firemen calendars existed right? “I think dreaming about helping others - no matter what way you decide to do it, is something that should be admired. It shows a lot about you character, maybe even some of it that you weren’t intending to reveal when we’ve just met,” she said, speaking her mind with him completely and not shying away from anything that others probably thought were topics too big for a first conversation. As self aware as she was, she hadn’t noticed his palm moving to her thigh either, probably because it didn’t feel jarring or like a big deal, it felt natural as they kept talking and she wondered what it was about him that made her feel so comfortable. “Not really… I knew I wanted to do something with my life– other than show up to ribbon cutting ceremonies and hold big events for New York Society like my mother did, and it just happened to find me – research, problem solving, dealing with difficult situations and clients. Never a dull day,” she said, laughing when he mentioned leaving the bar. “Easy Fireman Sam… It is getting pretty loud… but how about a walk through the park?” she asked, knowing what he was doing, and always being as difficult as ever almost like another part of her tests that so far Samuel had passed with flying colors. 

in the not so distant past, whenever samuel was talking to a girl that he wanted to take home, he never really listened to what they were saying but with savannah it was as if he was hanging on her every word and he found himself actually wanting to know more about her. he traced small patterns on her leg with his finger as she spoke and smiled. ‘ well from what i can see, you’re doing pretty well for yourself. i mean, only a certain type of person comes to a place like this to begin with. ’ he was half joking, he liked that she was a little sophisticated, she was a hundred percent his type on paper. surprisingly, samuel wasn’t disappointed when she shot him down and offered a walk in the park instead, he’d expected nothing less from her and it would be nice to get to know her even more, he thought to himself that he would lucky to even get out of this night with a kiss on the cheek from her, but it seemed as if she was worth the wait so he wasn’t going to dwell on it. ‘ a walk in the park sounds good. i definitely need some fresh air. ’ he gave a nervous laugh and finished his drink before standing. he held out a hand and raised an eyebrow. ‘ i’m afraid you’ll have to lead the way, i’ve barely been in seattle for five minutes.’ the couple of drinks he had had were impairing him ever so slightly, his words were a little slurred and he was a little wobbly on his feet, but apart from that he was fine and knew that being in the cold winter rainy air of seattle would soon sober him up completely.

Savannah wasn’t numb to the fact that Samuel probably did this successfully, with many women that he’d met at bars the exact same way that they had met - maybe even used the same line.. but she was determined to pull away from the predictability of other women in her position, and actually wanted to see what there was of the man other than his good looks and quick wit. “A firefighter… like, literally running into burning buildings and climbing ladders to save cats from trees, firefighter?” she asked, not sure that she’d ever met someone who was a firefighter until now, “– because in that case you could say that you’re a knight in fireproof polyester,” she joked, taking another sip of her drink as she nodded, thinking it was only fair that he knew more about her if he’d given up something about himself. “I’m a paralegal. I work in the legal department of Seattle Grace Mercy West – although I have told people that I should switch my job title to “fixer” because it feels like all I do is fix problems and stay one step ahead of everyone else.” she didn’t miss the way he got closer to her, and being the stubborn person that she was, she just smirked and tilted her head, leaning further into the bar as she lifted one leg crossing it over the other, letting the slit in her skirt ride up just a little higher on her leg. “So what’s your story, Samuel? Always wanna be a firefighter or was it something that just… happened?” she asked, placing her drink down and inching a little closer to him too. 

samuel couldn’t help but laugh at her idea of a firefighter, she was half right. ‘ i can say with one hundred percent honesty that i have never saved a cat from a tree, i don’t run into the buildings either, i enter them with extreme caution. i’ve saved many lives though so i’m basically a superhero. ’ he listened intently as she spoke, of course she was a paralegal, he’d known that she had to be something pretty important, he could just tell in the way that she held herself. he was impressed to say the least. samuel had to stop his eyes from wandering as her skirt moved with the movement of her leg and he took a sip of his drink to conceal the sharp intake of breath that he took when he looked at her. ‘ well, i saw fireman sam once and i thought, you know, that’s got a nice ring to it. ’ he chuckled and shrugged. ‘ i guess i’ve just always looked up to people who save lives and who risk their own lives to save other people’s. from a young age i wanted to be like them, i want to be the hero in the stories that people tell their grandchildren in years to come. ’ it was a rare moment of seriousness for him, sometimes he forgot that when he was going into a building that was on fire, it was dangerous and he was risking his life to do it. ‘ how about you? did you always want to do what you’re doing now? ’ he moved his hand to rest on the soft skin of her thigh without even really thinking about it. ‘ you know, it’s pretty loud in here, if you want to talk maybe we should talk somewhere more quiet, my place can be pretty quiet at times... ’ he knew that he was pushing his luck but you couldn’t blame a man for trying, he had a beautiful woman in front of him, if she let him, he was all hers.

samuel had somehow ended up at one of the more dingy bars in the city, joe’s or something and he was a little disgusted, but it was still a place where he could drink and pick up girls. he ordered what must’ve been the most expensive whiskey on the menu despite it not even being close to what he would usually spend and stood awkwardly not wanting to sit anywhere in this place for fear of catching something. looking around the room, samuel raised an eyebrow as he spotted a familiar face and a devilish smirk took it’s place on his lips as he headed over towards them. ‘ franklin mcintyre? what the devil are you doing here? ’

samuel had been the first responder one a case that had ended up going to seattle grace mercy west and he was curious to see if the woman who he’d helped save was still doing okay, well as okay as she could’ve been. he walked through the doors and headed towards someone who actually knew what they were doing and smiled a glorious smile. ‘ well hello there. someone that i helped earlier was brought in here and i was wondering if i could get an update on how she’s doing or is that against some rule? ’

Sometimes it was nice to be validated, and told that she looked like she could hold her own, because it was true. When her back was pressed against the wall, Savannah could handle herself, but she couldn’t help but smirk at his explanation as to why he would have fought off anyone else who showed their interest in her. “You wouldn’t still be standing there if there was someone else who caught my attention,” she assured him, taking another sip of her whiskey. The truth was, she had been planning to leave as soon as she finished her drink, but pondering his suggestion for a second she put her bag back down and let out a breath, relaxing a little into the bar as she placed her hand in his. “Savannah… it’s nice to meet you Samuel,” she relented introducing herself and smiling at him as she nodded at his offer to buy her another drink. “One more couldn’t hurt right?” she asked, finishing off her drink only for the bartender to pass her another. “So what do you do for a living, besides outshining all the competition at fancy bars?” she asked, actually wanting to get to know more about him, which was more than she could say about anyone she’d met in a long time. 

this was what samuel was good at, great at in fact, flirting with beautiful women. it was fun. ‘ savannah...i am not surprised that someone as beautiful as you has such a lovely name. ’ he gestured for the bartender to pour them both another and smiled as they were placed in front of them. ‘ i’m a firefighter, so your observation before of me being a knight in shining armour wasn’t exactly wrong, although my armour isn’t too shiny. i love my job though, saving people from burning buildings gives me a thrill like not much else. anyway, enough about me. what do you do, savannah? i can only imagine that it’s something rather important. ’ he tapped his fingers on his glass subconsciously as he looked at her. he knew from this point forward it would be different, he never got to know the people he took home. he edged ever so slightly closer to her, their knees just brushing against one another.

Gianna had just got back from a call and she closed the ambo door. When she felt hands on her face she sighed expecting one of the guys just messing with her. Then she heard the voice but she thought she was dreaming. “Sam?” She turned around to see him. “Oh my god! What are you doing in Seattle?” Gi grinned at him quickly wrapped her arms around him. Was everyone moving from Boston? 

and there she was, his best friend as beautiful as ever. sam pulled her close as she wrapped her arms around him, grateful that she wasn’t punching him for showing up out of the blue after barely speaking to her for two years. ‘ what kind of friend would i be if i let you live in this dreary city alone? i’m sorry it took me so long to come, i was mad at you for leaving me. ’

Savannah was actually supposed to meet one of her friends for a drink, which was why they were at this bar instead of the ones that she usually went to if she wanted to get a drink for herself after work, but her friend had cancelled last minute for a work emergency so Sav decided to go on with the plan anyway and sit at the bar for a while since she knew that the bartender was competent at pouring a heavy handed whiskey sour. Raising an eyebrow as she turned toward the man who approached her, she tilted her head and kept a hand around her glass. “No boyfriend to wait for, actually. Steve the bartender here has a very generous whiskey pour.” she rallied back. She hadn’t seen the man before so she assumed she was safe from him being a lawyer at the law firm or hospital. “And I’m not the kind of girl who needs someone to fight people off for me. I fight my own battles and win them,” she said, laughing slightly into her drink, noticing that he was drinking a very expensive and very good glass of whiskey which she didn’t see often so you could definitely call her intrigued, “I approve of your drink though, so if you want to take a seat, that one’s open. Do you have a name or is Knight in Shining Armour your go-to contact listing.” she said, not giving anything away as usual, wanting to see if he was capable of working for it. 

no boyfriend, that was good, not that any boyfriend stood any chance against him anyway. samuel nodded in agreement as she spoke about the bartender’s whiskey pour, she certainly wasn’t wrong in that respect. ‘ i didn’t say that you needed anyone to fight for you, i can see in your eyes that you can hold your own, i just meant that i wanted to be the one who caught your attention tonight so if anyone else had, i would have to fight them. ’ he looked at her, really looked at her and smiled as she gave him permission to sit, which is exactly what he did. he wasn’t used to women being so guarded around him, in fact it was quite a refreshing change for once that a woman wasn’t just falling at his feet like all the others, that was endearing in a way and he liked it. ‘ you can call me whatever you like, but most people call me samuel, it’s a pleasure to meet you. what can i call you? ’ he extended his hand towards her and nodded down at her drink. ‘ i can buy you another if you like? unless you’re getting ready to leave any time soon. ’ samuel had decided even before he got there that he would be leaving with someone and now he was reconsidering that, he could tell that this girl wouldn’t be like the others.

walking through the fire station samuel was finally starting to get his bearings, he had been here just about a week and he seemed to be getting on with everyone well and he was catching up on all the gossip around the fire station and around town. samuel had heard gianna’s name crop up a couple of times and couldn’t help the fact that each time he heard of her, his heart quickened. he was nervous to see her again. it had been two years and they’d barely had any contact since then because he had been upset with her for moving to seattle, but now he was here to make it up to her and be the friend that she deserved. as if by pure magic, samuel saw a very familiar ponytail. he grinned and moved over behind her. ‘ ms. bell... ’ he put his hands in front of her eyes and stood behind her, his grin not faltering once. ‘ guess who? ’

sam was almost at the end of his first week in seattle and so far, so good. he hadn’t been on any call outs at the fire station, he was mainly getting his paperwork all in order and he was yet to see gianna but that would come with time. for now though he was ready to see what the nightlife of seattle was like, what the ladies were like...or men, he didn’t care all that much. sam got dressed in his very best and headed to the best rated bar in town. he headed to the bar to get a drink, a whiskey of course, before scoping the place out. as he was looking around, sam spotted a woman by herself, a very attractive woman at that and he decided he was going to shoot his shot, no one ever turned him down so he had nothing to lose. ‘ hey, i couldn’t help but notice you’re on your own...boyfriend gone to the bathroom? want me to fight the guys off until he comes back? ’ he took a sip of his drink and smirked at the woman in front of him.