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[hopeitsworthit]

"Come on, Sammy, you need to learn to have a little fun."

The black '67 Chevy Impala is going down the highway, the headlights illuminating the surroundings which seem to pass by at a rate that is probably faster than is legally allowed.

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[gavemea_45]

"Sam. I know how to have fun."

Sam scowls faintly out at the dark.

He does.

[hopeitsworthit]

"Sam, when was the last time you actually did anything that real people consider fun?"

He looks over, raising his eyebrows at Sammy.

[gavemea_45]

"Law students are real people too, you know."

[hopeitsworthit]

"Real boring people. All you guys do is sit around and read books."

[gavemea_45]

"My research skills have saved our asses more than once."

[hopeitsworthit]

He can't deny that. Except that he totally can.

"I would have figured it out sooner or later."

[gavemea_45]

"Really."

[hopeitsworthit]

"Hey, I was doing it without you before. I could have kept it up." He doesn't seem so sure.

[gavemea_45]

"Then why'd you come find me?"

That scenery's pretty damn interesting.

[hopeitsworthit]

He pauses, formulating an answer.

"Well, uh...just good to know I got someone to watch my back."

[gavemea_45]

He shakes his head to himself, laughing under his breath.

"If you say so."

[hopeitsworthit]

He looks over at him.

"You don't think I could do this without you?"

[gavemea_45]

"You did."

Shrug.

[hopeitsworthit]

"Damn right I did." His victory does not feel as good as he hoped it would.

[gavemea_45]

He nods decisively.

[hopeitsworthit]

"See, you're always pouting; that's why we need to go out and have some fun."

[gavemea_45]

"Who said I was pouting? I was agreeing with you."

[hopeitsworthit]

"I could see you, you were pouting." He takes a turn a bit sharply.

[gavemea_45]

Okay, now he's pouting.

[hopeitsworthit]

He looks over again.

"See, told you."

[gavemea_45]

"Fine, yes. You're Dean the omniscient. And possibly clairvoyant."

[hopeitsworthit]

He grins. "Anything's possible."

[gavemea_45]

"This thing's still running, isn't it?"

[hopeitsworthit]

"Of course it is; I take care of my car."

He's smiling, proud of his baby. Until she dies that is.

"Fuck!"

He waits while she slowly rolls to a stop.

He looks over at Sam.

"You know this is all your fault, right?"

[gavemea_45]

Sam shrugs.

"It's your car, man."