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Sam and Sandra's First Date Cont'. While she was away Sam had time to think about the implications of what he had just done. Yes, he'd get to know Sandra a bit better, but it also meant that she would want to know just as much. He thought about Bom at that point, still not sure if he could bring himself to tell another, friend or otherwise, about the accident that both took her from him and, essentially killed his career. "Of course you can Sanj, and I would expect you to." A voice said. Sam's head came up so quickly that he felt his neck crack. "Bom?" He said out loud. Nothing... The voice didn't answer, but Sam knew it was right. "Hmm.

Sam and Sandra's First Date... The Aftermath. :)(Part 4) Sam settled into a chair next to Sandra's Before saying anything though he leaned over and grabbed the chair pillow that he usually used. Handing it to Sandra he said. "Here. You might want this. That chair isn't the most comfortable one to sit in." Sandra took the pillow and tucked it behind her back. "Okay then." Sam said. "What do you want to talk about?" "Well... How about we talk about you some more." Sandra said. "Me?" Sam asked. "You got an earful earlier." "Yes, but there were pauses. I have a feeling you were holding back on me." Sandra said. Sam laughed. "You're a fine

Sam stared at Sandra for a few seconds as she closed the door. "Sandra." he said... "Um sorry... I wasn't expecting you." Sandra glanced at the disarray that was Sam's quarters. Boxes and discarded clothing in need of washing littered the floor. "Clearly." She said. "Going by the state of this place." Sam blushed and said. "Yeah sorry. It's a bit of a mess in here. Just let me..." Sam moved forward to move a box so Sandra could get to a chair to sit down, and at the same time Sandra did the same. Both of them leaned to pick up  the box and their hands met half way. As their hands touched Sam heard Sandra gasp. She jerked away a

Sam and Sandra's First Date (Continued)... In the end Sam just closed his eyes and chose a movie at random. After it had ended, two hours later, he and Sandra just sat and talked. "Another ale Sandra?" Sam asked. "Sure." She said. Sam got one for her and another for himself and popped the tops. Handing her one he couldn't help but smile. "What?" Sandra asked. "Oh, nothing really. It's just so nice to be with you and to be able to just talk. I don't often get a chance to see you this relaxed." Sam said. Sandra sipped her ale. "It's not very often that I GET to relax."Sandra said looking a bit tipsy. "There just too much that needs to b

Sam and Sandra's First Date! Sandra smelled what she thought was ANGIE's attempt at cooking again. Sighing she went down to the Mess and walked in. Sitting there was Sam. No one else was present and he sat at HER table. Sam stood and walked over to her, smiling. He started to guide her to the table which he had placed a table cloth and what looked like Fried chicken with all the fixings. A couple of bottles of ale sat in an Ice bucket and two glasses were present. "What's all this?" Sandra asked. "Oh, I dunno." Sam began. "Just thought you'd like to have dinner with me." Sandra's eyes narrowed. "Is that all?" She asked. Sam's face fell