When they’d gone, Lady Sybil sat for a while staring at her hands.
(…) In many ways, she told herself, she was very lucky. She was very proud of Sam. He worked hard for a lot of people. He cared about people who weren’t important. He always had far more to cope with than was good for him. He was the most civilized man she’d ever met. Not a gentleman, thank goodness, but a gentle man.
She never really knew what it was he did. (…) He tended to drop his clothes into the laundry basket before he eventually came to bed, so she’d only hear later from the laundry girl about the bloodstains and the mud.
(…) There was a Sam Vimes she knew, who went out and came home again, and out there was another Sam Vimes who hardly belonged to her and lived in the same world as all those men with the dreadful names…
Sybil Ramkin had been brought up to be thrifty, thoughtful, genteel in an outdoor sort of way, and to think kindly of people.
She looked at the pictures again, in the silence of the house.
Then she blew her nose loudly and went off to do the packing and other sensible things.
Its been over a year since Mika met the incubus brothers and fell in love with her brute demon, Sam. Somehow, he was able to get a job with the local police station and is currently undergoing training in order to become an officer. The training was very hard, even for Sam. But Mika knew that he was doing at all so that he could make a living for the both of them and become a proper man. She loved him so much for everything he did for her and for every little thing he is. So what better way she could show her appreciation was to make Sam a delicious lunch and bring it to him. Since the police academy wasn’t too far away from her home, she decided to walk there. After 10 minutes, she arrived at the building, entered, and asked the person at the front desk to get Sam without telling him who is requesting to see him.
It took just a few minutes for Sam to walk out in the lobby and instantly saw the love of his life, standing there with a container in hand and arms open for him. The brute demon gave a big toothy grin before running to her, picking her up in his arms, and spun the two around.
“What are you doing here, ya doofus?” He asked, his voice overjoyed.
“Just wanted to have lunch with my favorite dork.” She replied back, giggling as he took her hand and started to lead her out of the building, yelling behind him.
“Im taking my lunch break outside!” The man at the counter smiled and nodded.
They settled down on a patch of grass in the closest park. Mika gave him his lunch while having her own placed on her lap. Before Sam could have his first bite, Mika held up some from hers towards him, wanting to feed him. At first, Sam raised an eyebrow, but chuckled and ate the food offered to him gratefully. He even licked his lips at her once he swallowed, making her red in the face and she swat his arm playfully. When they finished, he wrapped an arm around her shoulders as she rested her head on his chest, relaxing in each other’s embrace. Eventually, they would have to part ways to finish their responsibilities for the day, but at that moment, their time was spent with each other.
Imagine: sam and dean fighting to see who get to stay in the bunker with you.
‘Dean, why do you always get to stay with her?” sam argued
“because i’m older.”
“no its not fair, let’s settle this like real men.” Sam and dean looked at each other, raising their hands, they battled it out with a game of rock, paper, siccors. when sam realised he won, dean kept his stern face, trying so hard to win.
“Oh dean, always with the siccors.” sam sarcastically said, putting his hands on deans shoulder. when dean turned around and walked off, sams face was smiling crazily, knowing that he will get to spend time with you.
Padalecki: Sam and Dean are both struggling with the idea that they don’t always know what’s real and what’s not and they’re both having visions of sorts, or they both think they’re having visions. And Sam’s natural instinct is to back away from it at first because it takes him back to a deep dark place and he doesn’t know what they’re for. I say this with an asterisk because it is supernatural, but Sam’s pretty grounded, pretty rooted in the reality of the situation and he tries to go about it in a scholastic way. When these visions start, he’s less concerned with what’s happening in the visions and more concerned with why he’s getting them and who’s sending them to him. We’ll see Sam doing something we’ve never really seen him do — pray. He doesn’t know who he’s praying to but just asking for some help because he realizes it’s beyond him and it’s beyond Dean.