Okay, this is my first Samson oneshot =D English isn't my first language, so please chịu, gấu with me X'D I should also let bạn know that my characters are always OOC, but hey- it's a fanfic after all, so they do what I say (-:c
This is an alternate ending of 7x08- Small Sacrifices because I wasn't too happy with the actual ending - I really needed to write this.
„I never lied to bạn about anything.“
„I know and I always trusted you.“
„I..maybe we could talk to a counselor. bạn đã đưa ý kiến that helped after our divorce.“
„It did and I changed a lot.“
„And I haven’t? Is this my fault?“
„I know where this is going… and I don’t wanna go there again.“
„You’re quitting… Sam, you’re quitting. Again. So I guess bạn haven’t changed that much.“
Without replying Sam took her suitcase and went to the door. She stopped to face Wilson, her sad eyes meeting his without exchanging any thêm words.
For a moment they were in their late twenties again, a young couple gazing at the broken pieces of what had once been a happy relationship. The only difference was….
„Sam, bạn are scared.“
„What?“
He gently pushed her against the door.
„I’m not letting bạn leave.“
„James, this is ridiculous.“
„Maybe.“ He looked into her eyes. „Things were getting serious again and I made a mistake. bạn got scared that it would end like it did over a decade ago. I didn’t trust bạn when I should have and it was reason enough for bạn to believe we aren’t the perfect couple and we could fail again, but Sam, there’s no such thing as the perfect couple.“
She listened to his words, her fingers still holding the handle of her suitcase tightly.
„There’s no guarantee that it will work this time, but things have been going so well lately and believe me, I don’t want it to end like last time either. We both changed and yes, sometimes we fall back into our old habits, but we can work on it.“, Wilson đã đưa ý kiến and watched her. Her expression didn’t reveal what she was thinking.
„If bạn don’t tình yêu me I’ll let bạn go, but I saw your face when I showed bạn the ring, that smile, that laugh… So please, if you’re about to run away because bạn got scared… don’t.“
There was another moment of silence, a moment in which none of them moved. A một giây later Sam let go of her suitcase and wrapped her arms around Wilson.
„Is this a goodbye hug…? „, he carefully asked, his voice almost refusing to speak.
„No…“, was her quiet and soft answer „No, it’s not a goodbye.“
This is an alternate ending of 7x08- Small Sacrifices because I wasn't too happy with the actual ending - I really needed to write this.
„I never lied to bạn about anything.“
„I know and I always trusted you.“
„I..maybe we could talk to a counselor. bạn đã đưa ý kiến that helped after our divorce.“
„It did and I changed a lot.“
„And I haven’t? Is this my fault?“
„I know where this is going… and I don’t wanna go there again.“
„You’re quitting… Sam, you’re quitting. Again. So I guess bạn haven’t changed that much.“
Without replying Sam took her suitcase and went to the door. She stopped to face Wilson, her sad eyes meeting his without exchanging any thêm words.
For a moment they were in their late twenties again, a young couple gazing at the broken pieces of what had once been a happy relationship. The only difference was….
„Sam, bạn are scared.“
„What?“
He gently pushed her against the door.
„I’m not letting bạn leave.“
„James, this is ridiculous.“
„Maybe.“ He looked into her eyes. „Things were getting serious again and I made a mistake. bạn got scared that it would end like it did over a decade ago. I didn’t trust bạn when I should have and it was reason enough for bạn to believe we aren’t the perfect couple and we could fail again, but Sam, there’s no such thing as the perfect couple.“
She listened to his words, her fingers still holding the handle of her suitcase tightly.
„There’s no guarantee that it will work this time, but things have been going so well lately and believe me, I don’t want it to end like last time either. We both changed and yes, sometimes we fall back into our old habits, but we can work on it.“, Wilson đã đưa ý kiến and watched her. Her expression didn’t reveal what she was thinking.
„If bạn don’t tình yêu me I’ll let bạn go, but I saw your face when I showed bạn the ring, that smile, that laugh… So please, if you’re about to run away because bạn got scared… don’t.“
There was another moment of silence, a moment in which none of them moved. A một giây later Sam let go of her suitcase and wrapped her arms around Wilson.
„Is this a goodbye hug…? „, he carefully asked, his voice almost refusing to speak.
„No…“, was her quiet and soft answer „No, it’s not a goodbye.“