Deeds, Not Words; SamxTeam, PG-13
Title: Deeds, Not Words
Author: darkseeradept
Characters: Sam, Team
Word Count: 300
Prompt: #32 Silence
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Spoilers!
Spoilers: For ‘Behind the Blue Line’ End of Season 2.
Summary: Sometimes actions says things we can’t.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Flashpoint… trust me, you’d know if I did.
None of them spoke as Sam strode out of the room, his final words lingering in the air like a foul stench.
“I don’t belong here.”
It had settled over the room, over its occupants as they each stared in a different direction, each with their own thoughts. What would they say to him? What could they? All each of them knew was that Sam did belong here. He belonged just as much as Greg did, just as much as Ed did, or Leah or any of them.
But none of them could bring themselves to say anything.
--
Ed didn’t miss the look Spike shot him out of the corner of his eye. The empty locker was open in front of them, its contents packed into the duffle bag on the bench.
Wordy caught the wordless agreement between them, smiling to himself as Ed moved towards the showers and Spike grinned at him. The two of them were silently sneaking things back into the locker when Jules, Leah and Greg showed up.
None of the team spoke, each of them just coming forward, taking something from the bag to put back where it belonged.
--
He shouldn’t have been surprised as he came back into the locker room, intent on grabbing his bag and getting the hell out of there. Instead the blonde froze seeing his bag empty where he had left it. Slowly his eyes lifted to see the innocent looks on his team mates faces. Sam shook his head, looking over his belongings and his pictures before picking up his bag and tossing it into his locker.
Sam closed the metal door a soft smile on his face.
It was amazing how a few words could silence them, and how silent actions could speak louder then words.
Author: darkseeradept
Characters: Sam, Team
Word Count: 300
Prompt: #32 Silence
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Spoilers!
Spoilers: For ‘Behind the Blue Line’ End of Season 2.
Summary: Sometimes actions says things we can’t.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Flashpoint… trust me, you’d know if I did.
None of them spoke as Sam strode out of the room, his final words lingering in the air like a foul stench.
“I don’t belong here.”
It had settled over the room, over its occupants as they each stared in a different direction, each with their own thoughts. What would they say to him? What could they? All each of them knew was that Sam did belong here. He belonged just as much as Greg did, just as much as Ed did, or Leah or any of them.
But none of them could bring themselves to say anything.
--
Ed didn’t miss the look Spike shot him out of the corner of his eye. The empty locker was open in front of them, its contents packed into the duffle bag on the bench.
Wordy caught the wordless agreement between them, smiling to himself as Ed moved towards the showers and Spike grinned at him. The two of them were silently sneaking things back into the locker when Jules, Leah and Greg showed up.
None of the team spoke, each of them just coming forward, taking something from the bag to put back where it belonged.
--
He shouldn’t have been surprised as he came back into the locker room, intent on grabbing his bag and getting the hell out of there. Instead the blonde froze seeing his bag empty where he had left it. Slowly his eyes lifted to see the innocent looks on his team mates faces. Sam shook his head, looking over his belongings and his pictures before picking up his bag and tossing it into his locker.
Sam closed the metal door a soft smile on his face.
It was amazing how a few words could silence them, and how silent actions could speak louder then words.