room 216 ; monday morning

In what was probably going to be a common scene today, Sam was waking up in his bed with someone he probably wouldn't have gone to bed with if he'd been in control of himself this weekend. Fortunately for him, sleep still had a hold on him so he hadn't woken up to realize who he was with or remembered what had happened for the past two days. The last time he'd woken up with someone had been in that cage in Douglas Montgomery's compound when Brid had needed the closeness. This was different though.

Right now, he was still pretty content and the other person was keeping him warm and comfortable. He didn't know that something had happened to the island last night and he didn't know that this feeling of contentedness was going to be short lived.

But, he'd know both of those very, very soon.

[For the girl who is ready to move on to lighter storylines! Oh, I love SOW aftermath day.]