( Continued from I Stayed Up All Night Crying )

‘Weird’ thought Sam as his girlfriend’s personality changed so dramatically with a flip of the switch. Was it because of Lee’s situation? Or was it because he was bleeding or done bleeding? Either way if he could get out of trouble by simply showing his blood around her he would begin to see more and more of Doc Prof that was for sure. He didn’t know what exactly brought on the sudden change of her personality but Sam wasn’t complaining any, “Yea there is a few hours till sun up,” Sam said not really catching her tone as she looked at the small gash that was now covered up with ice and dried blood.

He felt himself being backed up to the point he fell backwards on the bed, he grabbed Leila and pulled her down on top of him he kissed her once but cut it there for now, he laid there holding her close to him. It had been a while since they had been alone like this and frankly Sam missed it. He could have done more but he didn’t it dawned on him that this was the first time in a long time that he held her this way.

Not moving but rather tightening his hug Sam said in a small docile voice, “You know I would never cheat on you, your perfect.” Sam said as he breathed in the breathed out. He didn’t know why that was the first conclusion she jumped to when she saw lee in his bed, sure it didn’t look to right but still she shouldn’t have to see him bleed for her to listen.

He knew he had a reputation around school for being as some so nicely put it a ‘playboy’ but he never thought about doing anything to put his and Leila’s relationship at risk. But rather he purposely looked out for situations like that and steered clear of them. He didn’t want to give Leila any reason to not trust him.

Leila grinned softly as she fell forward, her hands twisted in his brown hair, her chest heaving slightly as she breathed hastily. She had missed this a lot, and out of all the nights for the love and passion to really come back, it had to be this night? Come on, Leila was beat, and she had a Mission for the Order tomorrow, which involved killing many guards and rescuing prisoned Mutants. Oh well, she could always get a few hours of sleep after the two part ways for a while. Maybe one, or two at the most.

“You know I would never cheat on you, your perfect."

Oh, he really didn't know how far from perfect she truly was. "I doubt that, but thanks." she said smiling down at him, "I promise you, I wouldn't either." she whispered, though emidiately, she thought of Geo. Her expression didn't change, but the entire way she was thinking did. She'd kissed Geo, so she had cheated on Sam, hadn't she? And now she was accusing him of sleeping with Lee? Right, if you want someone to blame, look in the mirror Order Girl.

"Look, I completely trust you, and I really should of thought before yelling at Lee earlier. For what it's worth, you should be the one angry with me right now." she told him, seeing that he looked a little thoughtful. She unwrapped her arms from around his neck, only to put them on each side of his face. "I love you," she told him firmly, "And that will never change, no matter what happens." that too, was firm and she really and truly meant it. No matter what, she would always love him.

Her hands were on his face, a good place for them to be, Sam leaned his head up and kissed her and then said, “Yea, yea you should of, I know I have a reputation here but it’s all bull.” He grinned and added, “At least me being the Mansion’s play boy, the Ab rumor is true, how I got the name Steel,” he laughed at his own joke and then smiled at her a he set his head back down on the bed he was lying on. “Come on,” he paused “What’s not perfect about you? You’re smart, kind, and strong, drop dead gorgeous and all mine! What’s not perfect?” he asked with a smile.

He grinned as he ran his hand through her hair as he brushed it out of her face and followed the hair brushing with a kiss, “What’s going to happen?” asked Sam as he tilted his head slightly, ”What’s the worst that can happen? Were mutants, we can handle anything that is thrown at us!” Sam said as he pulled his hand away from Leila’s hair and head.

Frowning slightly Sam lifted up his hand to his face and realized it was still a bit bloody and had yet to dry…”Shit” said Sam was he lifted himself up along with Leila, “think I got blood on you,” looking at her hair Sam frowned and said, “Yep defiantly got some on you…” frowning at the semi wet and semi dried blood on his hand and then her hair and face, “You want to jump in my shower and clean yourself off?” he asked apologetically.

Getting up and moving towards his bathroom, it was big, bigger than it was when he first got to the mansion but he thought that the bigger bathroom granted his room more elegance. He had a large shower which could hold three to four people and a small jaccuzi tub which was built for two, Sam however had yet a reason to try and fit so many people in his bathroom but he didn’t think about that to much. He got blood in Leila’s hair and it needed to go, “Here” Sam said as he handed her a towel as he walked to the sink and washed his hands and then his forehead.

After handing off the towel and washing his hands Sam shot a glance over his shoulder to take a look at Leila, grinning he said, “I’ll wait out side, call if you need me…” from there Sam walked out side the bathroom and sat down on the floor.

Leila raised an eyebrow, slightly curious. "The Ab rumor?" she asked, realizing she'd really been at the Sanctuary to much. She didn't even know half the Mansion rumors. She did have her fill of Sanctuary ones though. Leila laughed as he started pointing out everything he thought made her perfect. Half of those things, Leila knew probably weren't all that true, "I did some bad stuff in my past," she said, trying not to lie, but also trying not to tell the truth.

She did do stuff in her past, though right now, she made it sound as if she regretted it, truthfully, she didn't. She wasn't all beautiful either, not on the inside at least. Smart and strong... Yes, she was that at least. And as for being all Sam's, that didn't make her perfect, that made life perfect. She didn't argue any further though, instead, she leaned her head on his shoulder, closing her eyes.

She looked back up though, letting him play in her hair, "What could happen?" she repeated, "I guess..." she drifted off for a second, wondering if he would actually stop loving her if he knew she was bad. Should he tell him tonight? "Well, I guess you're right. We could handle anything. As long as we stick together right?" she mentally punched herself, hating how she sounded so...childish. She really hoped he didn't think she was keeping something from her, which she was.

Leila laughed as she was pushed upwards, "It's just a little blood." she said, her lips in a pout, she really didn't want him to go and wash, not right now. She was slightly surprised that he wanted her to wash up too. She fallowed him in his bathroom, her heart beating a little faster as an idea struck her. It wasn't as if she hadn't seen him naked before...

She stood there, the towel in one hand. Should she just take a shower and then meet him out? Instead, she got out of the bathroom to find him on the floor. She took a deep breath, not meeting his eyes fully. "Would you mind coming in the shower with me?" she asked him, slowly, "I think I'll need help." she grinned a flirty kind of smile she knew he wouldn't be able to resist.

Looking up at Leila as she was sporting a flirtatious smile on her face he couldn’t help but laugh at her. “You need help?” Standing up and already losing his shirt Sam nodded, “Think I can…help!” he laughed again. It took him a few seconds but Sam was in the shower before Leila, almost acting a little to egger, what was the big deal? They did stuff like this before why was this time so different? Once Leila entered the shower Sam let out a small whistle as the water started to fog the glass doors of the shower….

Fade

Grinning as he slipped on some clean boxers with his towel still on his head Sam said, “All squeaky clean! You good and clean?” as the grin widened on his face. He knew there wasn’t much cleaning going on but he dropped it at that.

Running his fingers through his hair and tossing his wet towel on a hook he walked over to his bed and hopped in. Picking up his cat who was ready to fight for his spare pillow if need be he placed her on the floor next to Mackenzie and said, “Ready for lights out? Or you up for another round?” Shooting a small ice beam over to the second light his disco ball dropped from the ceiling and lit up the room in small dots of light as Barry White started playing.

Leila wasn't wearing much right now, just one of Sam's clean T-shirts (Not her favorite as Lee had worn it earlier) and some underwear. Her hair was up in a very messy bun, and she felt very good. Not only had she gotten over everything that had happened between her and the man she loved, but she was all clean, refreshed, and ready to start the day. What better way to start it then like this? She came out of the bathroom to find Sam putting on his own clothes. "Yep, all good, all clean." she said, smiling back at him.

It was nice seeing him smile like that too. She felt so happy, happier then she'd been since the first time she'd ever fallen asleep in his bed over a month ago. 'Boy, time flies when your out killing inoccent humans.' she thought, watching him closely as he walked over to the bed. He looked so perfect right now and she really couldn't help but smile even wider. "I would say lights out, but then I really have missed you these past few days..." she said, trying to sound as if she was torn between two choices.

It was true, being angry at him wasn't something she would ever do again. She loved him too much, and that anger had really made her miss out on a few nights where they could of been together. Finally she walked over to the bed and cuddled up beside him, her head on his shoulder, the music was playing, Leila and Sam's music. THe disco ball made pretty lights around the darkened room, and everything seemed just right. How could she ever have been angry at him? It seemed almost... stupid.

"You really have a way of getting anger out of people." she said, squeezing herself as close as possible to him. She wrapped her arms around his nech, one hand in his hair as she pushed him down on the pillow. "I'm never going to be angry at you again....Now that I'm sane again, I think I was going crazy without you in my arms all the time." she realized she was talking way to much at that point, but she didn't really care. He just had to know how much he meant to her. No amount of words in the world could express that.

Shrugging on his bed Sam smiled and said, “It’s a gift, one of the many I was blessed with. It also happens to be one of my favorites.” Feeling himself be cuddled then pushed on the bed Sam gave a playful grin, “Aww come on odds are I can pull something off to get you angry with me.” Sam turned his body and went from bottom of the dog pile to the top, “I love my disco ball and cheesy music,” laughed Sam as he kissed her and then pulled the covers over them.

Fade

The sun rose up and shown through the small crack that was the curtains, rubbing his eyes slightly as he looked up to find Leila cuddled up next to him, yawning and pulling the covers back over them as Sam snuggled back into Leila leaving little room in between them. Closing his eyes Sam noticed a small purring sound as he felt a small movement on the bed looking over the covers Sam spotted Cammie making her way in between the small sliver of space between him and Leila. Finding the most space between them Cammie curled up and purred as she fell asleep.

Trying hard not to laugh Sam set his head back on his pillow and stared at the clock behind Leila’s head, ‘6:30’ sighing Sam didn’t move but shifted his eyes back down to Leila as she slept. He felt like a creep watching her sleep but he was in love so he figured she would forgive him if she woke to him watching her sleep. She did after all just say she would never get angry with him again right?

Leila laughed, "I bet you could, but don't push your luck. I don't usually cave in like that when I'm angry." she said, and that was true. She'd been angry for almost 5 years at her father, and look what had happened to him: killed by his own daughter. All because he'd been behind her mother's murder, and her mutation. If Sam broke up with her, or did anything that was actually worth getting angry at... She'd have the entire Order on his tail. Seriously, she could get that angry. Now, those thoughts didn't even occur to her, she was smiling...kissing him.

Fade.

Light. Leila didn't want it. She felt so good at this moment, with Sam so close to her, his breath on her neck... No, the light could go back to where it came from for the rest of the day... Or for the rest of forever. Leila's eyes flickered awake, she hadn't really been asleep... just dozing slightly. What had woken her? It wasn't Sam... She then noticed the small ball of fur cuddled up between her and the Ice Manipulator. She kept her eyes closed however, enjoying ever moment of this.

Keeping her eyes closed, she moved slightly, enough so that she knew Sam was right in front of her, staring at her. Slowly, keeping her eyes closed still, she raised her hand, putting it behind his neck, then rising to tangle in his hair. She opened her eyes, smiling at him. SHe pulled him closer, closer... until her lips met his. When she broke away, she couldn't help but laugh. "Why were you staring at me like that?" she asked, petting Cammie absentmindedly.

Their lips met briefly as Sam felt her hand in his hair, “Might have something to do with being so in love, or it could be because I wanted you to wake up,” grinning he kissed her, “Either way it was a win-win.” Turning his head to the ceiling he let out a large yawn and as he stretched which upset the location Cammie was in because she got up and crawled to the top of the pillow where Sam’s head was rested. He let out a small laugh as Cammie curled up at the top of his head and started to purr.

Looking back to Leila, “I sometimes think that this is her room, she is just nice enough to share…” he reached his arm up and petted his cat as she continued to purr like a small motorboat. Another sound was heard as four small puppies whined at the window to the balcony. Sighing then giving Leila a kiss he said, “I got to get up,” rising out of bed Sam stretched and walked to the window to let the dogs go to the bathroom on the balcony where he had Streak help him build a large drainage system that took both the urine and the poop to the base level of the mansion grounds.

Closing the window to the balcony Sam looked back to Leila and walked over and cuddled up next to her for a minute playing with her he put his mouth to her ear and played Pac Man “Nom nom nom”. After that Sam wrapped her in a hug and kissed her on the neck, “You want me to make you breakfast?” Sam asked curiously.

Leila smiled, 'in love' was an understatement. What she felt for Sam wasn't just love... it couldn't be. Well, truthfully, she had only witnessed 'love' in books, maybe the authors had never been in love? Because it was so much better then how they described it in books. "Well I hope you enjoyed what you saw." she whispered, with an other small laugh as they kissed again. All the events of last night, and at the party were completely fortgotten now, who cares, even if he would of had cheated on her... She'd probably end up forgiving him anyway. Maybe not as soon, and blood would of probably been spilled... but she couldn't stay away from him too long.

Leila grinned, "Yeah, she reminds me of my cousin. We lived in a small apartement together for a while... and he hogged pretty much the entire space." she said, petting Cammie as well. Leila wanted a cat or a dog, her fishes back in her own bedroom were getting a little boring. She hadn't really tried talking to them lately, but she knew they didn't have much stuff that was interesting to listen too. Maybe once she moved in the Sanctuary (Whenever that may be) she'd get herself a Doberman Pincher or something. Maybe a mixed breed, German Sheppards were cute too. She could train them to hunt down humans for her... That would be a lot of fun.

Leila hesitated a moment, not wanting him to get up. The puppies though, they should go potty soon, or else the room would stink pretty badly. "Fine," she said, defeated. She sat up in the bed, watching him as he did his thing with the dogs. Leila petted Cammie again, waiting for Sam to come back. The two minutes it took him felt like ages, and already she started feeling uncomfortable. She looked at the clock on Sam's night stand, it was 6:45, way to early to get up.

Finally, he did come back and started eating her up. Leila laughed as shivers trailed down her spine. She wrapped her own arms around his neck, enjoying every minute they had together before the day really started. "Sure, nights here make me hungry." she said, realizing she had no idea if he was a good cook or not. Even if he wasn't much of a good one, she was used to pretending to like cooked food, her cousin Austin was a terrible cook, and when the two of them didn't order take out, or she didn't have the chance to cook for herself... she had to go through the torture of eating half cooked beef, or burnt grill cheeses... Even the soup he made out of the cans were horrible!