-she ran a hand over her stomach as they walked into the trailer and closed her eyes. To say that the night had been ridiculous was an understatement. Eric didn't know who she was, but still seemed entranced by her. Pam was still, well, Pam. It was almost exactly as it had been before, except this time she wasn't at the bar with Bill because he was dead. She sighed and sat on the couch, an ache starting behind her eyes and her stomach churning like she was going to puke.-
Sam. I don't know what's going on. I feel like crap. I'm tired... I just want this to be over!
-she wiped away the tear that fell down her cheek and sighed again. The only good thing about any of this was that her Gran was still around. She had missed her so bad that it was almost worth it to stay here. But in truth, she wanted to go back. Back to her viking, asshole that he may be, and back to the slight normality she had fallen into. This was just too much.-
Sam. I don't know what's going on. I feel like crap. I'm tired... I just want this to be over!
-she wiped away the tear that fell down her cheek and sighed again. The only good thing about any of this was that her Gran was still around. She had missed her so bad that it was almost worth it to stay here. But in truth, she wanted to go back. Back to her viking, asshole that he may be, and back to the slight normality she had fallen into. This was just too much.-