#sam.002

If Sam didn’t want to be the de facto leader of Sanctuary any more, Bobbi wasn’t going to be the one to force him. No one could say that he didn’t deserve a break, but he didn’t deserve to wallow in his own misery. She needed to find a way to snap him out of it, pull him from his own mind and push him back into the world of the living. She’d never loved and lost someone the way he had loved and lost Adrian, but she couldn’t have him sleeping in until almost noon any longer.

“Come on, time to get up.” Bobbi flung open the curtains in Sam’s room, bright sunlight streaming in revealing layers of dust in the dingy room. “Sam, I’ve got things I need you to do.”