Jessica stared across the small parking lot towards the diner with her mind spinning at the possibilities of what her ex-boyfriend having walked through those doors. Only it couldn't be him because Sam died in a helicopter explosion along with his brother. She'd read every article she could find out of a need to understand how something like that could have happened.?
She looked down with a heavy sigh at the recollection of how the reporters stated that both brothers had been in the process of being transferred by the FBI to some maximum security prison to await trial for their crimes. None of it matched with what she remembered of Sam. He wasn't violent at all. He was that ¡®sweet, sensitive¡¯ type that any girl would have to be nuts not to fall for.
Her life at Stanford, with Sam, gave her hope for a life outside of hunting. But it all ended with a late night visit from a demon wearing the face of a friend and a fiery death while pinned to the ceiling. Now this! Years later he shows up here of all places.?
She let out a frustrated sigh while leaning back on the trunk of her car. If this was something masquerading as someone a part of her still loved she'd make them hurt in ways they couldn't imagine.?
The ping of her cellphone offered a welcome distraction, hopefully it was one of her connections with some information that could be helpful. She pulled the device from her pocket and looked at the screen reading a text she'd gotten from a woman known only through her association with Serafina with questions about Cordelia.?
She took a moment to type out a quick response.?
//I don't know. I¡¯ll ask her if she knows this¡Spike.//
Hitting send she realized she wasn't quite up to another face to face with her ex so instead of heading back into the diner she sent her friend a text including the brief description provided by Gabrielle and waited for a response.
It was surprising how quickly she'd gotten back to her with the conversation no doubt being had around that table. One eyebrow lifted at such a shirt message which she could only interpret as him being someone her friend was familiar with though whether they were on friendly terms or not remained to be seen.?
All the message said was¡
//Where is he?//
Instead of responding right away to the inquiry she went back to her texts from Gabrielle. She took a quick breath then sent the following text..
//I guess she's open to seeing or at least talking to the guy.//
Her gaze briefly traveled to where there was a seemingly tense interaction going on between a man and two women. She wondered whether she should get involved or let them sort it out. Ultimately going with the latter as there didn't appear to be an immediate threat. Most likely arguing about whether to eat here or go elsewhere.?
(ooc: will work the texts/responses into other two threads. Just got inspired to write this post for Jessica first.)
Kat