Going on a Picnic (Layla)

[Sam Winchester (NPC)]

Sam

Sam was finally relieved and able to relax a little bit. They had gotten the curse broken, Dean and Annali were both still alive and kicking. The ordeal had taken it's toll on everyone but them most of all of course. It was their last night in Italy, they were going to catch a plane out the next day and everyone was kind of off on their own doing whatever they wanted or needed to wind down.

All Sam wanted to do was relax and spend some time with Layla. He hadn't actually had a plan but things seemed to just kind of fall into place throughout the day as they had taken in some of the sites around Rome. While they wandered the city during the day they had come across a few outside markets. All of them full of fresh fruits and vegetable, bread, cheese, all variety of foods of Italy.

Not really calling attention to it, Sam bought a little of everything. Picking up a few things here and there at various stands and markets as they came across them.

It was nearly evening when they finally decided to head back to the hotel. As the got into their room Sam put his bag down on the table and didn't call any attention to it. He smiled at Layla and moved closed to her and wrapped his arms around her waist.

"Let's go out and just enjoy our last night here. I have an idea, but I don't want to spoil it. It's kind of a surprise. Are you up for it?"

Kissing the top of her head he held her close for a minute. Then pulled back a little, waiting for her response. He hoped that she wasn't too tired after their day of site seeing.

[layla]

Layla sighed contentedly when Sam drew her close. She returned his embrace, reaching up to push his brown hair from his eyes and finding herself surprised by the look of adoration in Sam's eyes when he looked at her. They hadn't been together long, and this certainly wasn't her intention when she started seeking him out, but she was falling for him hard. Falling? or already fallen? She wasn't even sure, because she had never felt anything so pure and intense in all her life. Being with Sam felt so... right.

"Let's go out and just enjoy our last night here. I have an idea, but I don't want to spoil it. It's kind of a surprise. Are you up for it?"

Honestly, she WAS feeling rather tired but she would have gone the moon strapped to a bottle rocket if he had asked her to. Besides, he had a good idea... enjoying their last night in Rome together... Who knew when, or even if, they'd have a chance like this again. She leaned up and kissed him deeply, moaning softly against his mouth because Sam's kisses were just so damn sensual and erotic. "Sounds perfect," she told him, letting out a soft, content sigh before pulling from his arms.

"Do I have time to take a quick shower first though?" she asked as she went to her suitcase and pulled it onto the bed, opening it and starting to go through before even waiting for a response. "Just... we've been out in the hot sun all day and I'd kind of like to get cleaned up."

[Sam Winchester (NPC)]

Sam

Sam grinned when she replied. Happy that she was willing to go out after what had been a long day already. He hoped it was going to be worth her while. If all went well it was just going to be a quiet, relaxing and hopefully romantic evening for the two of them.

"Sure, actually taking a shower would be good. I have a couple little things I need to do real quick and that will give me time to take care of them."

Watching as she went over and started gathering her things for a shower. He couldn't help smiling as he watched her. His heart did a little flip flop.

The short time he had been with her had been great. She was some kind of woman. Beautiful, smart, sexy and she had a little bit of a wild streak in her but she was sweet and content with the simple things all at the same time. He was glad that she had come with him to Italy. Strange as it had seemed at the time when they'd only known each other two days.

"OK, I'm gonna run out then. I should be back before you're done. It'll only take me a little bit to get what I need."

Sam let her continue to go about her business and he headed out the door. Everything he needed was within a block of the hotel. He'd already had it scoped out before they had come up. He got into the elevator and rode it down to the first floor.

Walking down the sidewalk there was a little shop just a few buildings down from the hotel and he made his way there. A happy smile on his face. When he got to the shop he went inside. A quick look around and he spotted what he wanted and moved toward it. It was a little picnic basket set that came with everything he needed. He grabbed it up and then headed over to the wine display. Not that he was a wine connoisseur or anything but he knew enough to pick out something that wasn't going to be terrible. Plus, they were in Italy. He figured whatever he picked out couldn't be that bad.

Making his choice he took his items up to the counter. Smiling at the shop clerk. The clerk smiled back and told him his total in English and Sam was grateful for that. He peeled a few of the foreign bills off and handed them over. He took his change smiled and waved as he headed out the door and back outside.

Sam made his way back to the hotel quickly. Letting himself back into their room he was glad that Layla was still in the shower. He took the opportunity to put everything together. Taking the food out of the bag from earlier he placed it carefully in the basket. He secured the bottle of wine in the basket and then closed it up. Picking up the basket now filled he slid it back into the large paper bag that had held the food so that Layla couldn't tell what he had.

Finishing his task he sat down on the chair and turned the TV on. Now all he could do was wait for Layla to get done and they would be off. He idly flipped through the channels, not really caring what was on. He felt himself getting a little nervous as he waited. It was kind of a strange feeling. This was actually like a date. Something he hadn't done in a very long time.

[layla]

She wasn't sure what Sam had in mind and so she wasn't quite sure what to wear. She ended up selecting a short, beaded black dress and matching sandals, and she carried them into the bathroom with her and hung the dress up on the back of the door. She turned the shower on and started to undress, her mind going crazy with thoughts of Sam... about how she couldn't believe she could feel so strongly about the guy and how he never made her doubt that he felt it just as much as she did. There were times when it felt far too good to be true and she wondered if the angels were playing with their emotions just to help draw them closer so that she could keep Sam on the path of heaven. She hoped that wasn't the case. Whatever she had with Sam... it felt too real. She wanted it to be real.

'It IS real,' she heard Rhiannon's voice in her mind as she pulled the shower curtain back and stepped in. This startled her a bit really and she had to catch herself on the shower bar to keep from slipping.. She hadn't heard her sister's voice since the first day she had met Sam and honestly being around him had helped her forget the pain she felt over Rhiannon not being around anymore.

'How do you know?' she returned her twin's comment in her thoughts as she tilted her head back and let the water run over her hair. She sighed loudly, feeling all of her tired, achy muscles relax under the massaging shower head. Layla dispensed a bit of shampoo in her palm and began to lather up her hair.

'Well... I guess I don't,' came her twin's reply, 'but it sure looks real from here. And what did I tell you, huh? Damn girl, he is FINE.'

Layla laughed out loud at this, though she felt more than a little weirded out knowing that her sister probably watched every time she and Sam had sex just so she could get a glimpse at his unbelievably perfect body. She couldn't blame her. If the roles had been reversed she imagined she would have a hard time keeping herself from being a voyeur.

She finished her shower in silence and then stepped out, wrapping her hair up in a towel while using a second to dry her body. Layla opened the door a crack to help air out the bathroom, though she didn't want Sam to see her dress, not realizing that he had actually stepped out. She stepped up to the mirror and used the heel of her hand to wipe away the fog before brushing her teeth and applying her makeup... going for more of an evening look with sheer lips and smokey eyes. She then diffuse dried her so that her long hair hung in curls and pulled part of it back with a silver hair clip. Finally she slipped into the sandals and pulled the dress over her head and stepped out into the room, where Sam sat watching TV.

"Could you zip me up?" she asked as she came to stand behind him.

[Sam Winchester (NPC)]

Sam

Sam was sitting back in the chair, zoned out watching some weird reality show on TV. He didn't hear when Layla came out of the bathroom. It wasn't until he heard her voice behind him that he stood up and turned around. He was a bit taken by surprise by how beautiful she looked. Not that she didn't always look beautiful but she had on this amazing dress that made his draw drop.

The dress had some kind of beads on it that were shiny and it made her skin radiate and sparkle. The short skirt showed off her shapely legs and the thin spaghetti straps and low cut neckline showed of her smooth shoulders and accented her other assets nicely. It took Sam a minute to realize she had asked him to zip her up. He shook himself back to reality and moved around behind her. As he pulled up the zipper on the dress he bent down and whispered in her ear.

"You look absolutely amazing."

Sam put his hands on her shoulders and turned her around to face him. He couldn't help the grin that was on his face as he looked at her. She had done up her make up and hair and he was mesmerized by her.

"Uh... Wow. I think I need to take a quick shower myself now. I didn't think you were going to look so stunning. I look a bit slobbish. I swear it will only take me a couple minutes."

Kissing her quickly on the cheek he moved over and just grabbed his whole duffel bag and hurried off into the bathroom. He took one of the fastest showers on record and then shaved. Combing his hair back he didn't bother to dry it. He splashed on some rarely used aftershave and then dug into his duffel bag for something to wear.

After slipping into some black boxers he found a pair of dark black jeans and a white button down shirt. Pulling the pants on first he then slipped the shirt on and buttoned it up. He quickly tucked it into the pants and then put on a plain black leather belt with a simple silver buckle. He picked up the duffel bag and went back out into the room.

Grinning as he came out of the bathroom he dropped the bag on the floor and sat on the bed. He pulled on a pair of socks and then his black leather boots. This was going to have to do. Standing up he moved to Layla and stood in front of her.

"I hope this will work. It's the best I have at the moment. Are you ready to go?"

Sam gave her a moment to answer and then moved over to the table and picked up the paper bag that had the filled picnic basket inside of it. Making sure he had his wallet in his pocket he was ready to head out. He held out his hand to Layla and waited for her to take his hand before they headed out the door.

[layla]

Layla wasn't the sort of girl to blush often, but Sam had a way of making the blood rush to her cheeks. She wanted to tell Sam that changing wasn't necessary... that she thought he was beyond perfection just as he was... but he disappeared into the bathroom before she even had a chance to answer. She sat down in the chair that he had recently vacated and started flipping through the channels, much as he had.

Every now and then her eyes would drift to the bag that Sam had left on the table. It was so tempting to go over and peek inside, but she managed to refrain. Layla absolutely loved surprises and the fact that Sam had actually taken the time to plan something special, whatever it happened to be, for her was even better than the surprise itself. Of course, that was easy to speculate when she didn't even know what he had planned for them.

She heard the shower turn off and she turned off the television... she wasn't paying attention to it anyway. A few minutes later, Layla could smell the scent of Sam's aftershave and it made her weak in the knees. She was pretty sure that, had she been standing, she might have toppled over.

When finally he emerged from the bathroom, she stood, smoothing down the back of her dress. Her heart skipped a beat when he came over and kissed her cheek. She just stood and stared at him, wondering if he realized just what a specimen of physical perfection he was. And just when she thought he couldn't get any hotter, there he went getting dressed all nice just to take her out on a date... in Italy of all places.

"Oh, I'm definitely ready to go," she said excitedly, grabbing her purse and slipping her hand into his. She leaned into him a bit after they left the motel room and Sam was locking the door, inhaling the oh-so-pleasing aroma of his after-shave. She felt like a sixth grader with a crush. "God you are so sexy," she said with a dreamy sigh before reaching into her purse and pulling out her car keys, handing them to him. "I assume you're driving since I have no idea where we're going..."

[Sam Winchester (NPC)]

Sam

Sam grinned sheepishly as he made sure the motel room door was locked and Layla commented on how sexy he was. It always caught him off guard when she said things like that. Not that he minded that she thought that about him, but he certainly wasn't used to hearing someone say it about him. Usually it was the more outgoing Dean who got comments like that from women. THAT Sam was used to.

Shifting the bag to his other hand he was about to take Layla's hand when she handed him the keys to her rental car. He smiled and handed them back.

"No need for that. It's not far. I thought we'd walk. If you don't mind? If you're tired we can take a cab part of the way but it's really just a couple blocks or so."

He took her hand again and lead her down the hall to the elevator and pushed the button. Waiting for her to decide if she was up for the walk. When the doors opened they got in and he pushed the button for the ground floor.

When the elevator doors opened again he lead the way again and walked out the front of the hotel. Standing on the sidewalk for a minute he just took in the feel of the city at night. A chance to appreciate it in something other than a dark creepy cemetery.

[layla]

Layla was surprised when Sam handed her the keys back. She tucked them into her purse and shook her head, slipping her hand into his. "No, a walk sounds perfect," she told him honestly, glad that the sandals she had chosen were actually comfortable because she honestly hadn't even considered that she may need to break them in like this. She couldn't imagine anything more romantic, and reminded herself of just how very lucky she was to be with him.

When they got into the elevator and the doors closed, Layla looked over at Sam. It crossed her mind to push the emergency button and freeze the elevator because he was looking oh-so delicious... not to mention he smelled so good she wanted to just completely devour him. But it seemed that he had gone through great lengths to plan out this surprise evening for her and she wasn't going to ruin it just because she was super horny for the sex god right beside her. Instead she just squeezed his hand, giving him an excited smile.

The doors opened and Layla stepped out with Sam, walking through the lobby and out the front door. The night air was cool and mildly breezy so that she had to smooth down her skirt once when a gust of wind blew and threatened to expose her undergarments to the city of Rome. "So which way from here?" she asked him, eager to see where he was taking her.

[Sam Winchester (NPC)]

Sam

Sam just couldn't seem to wipe the silly smile off his face as he walked with Layla. When they got outside she asked which way they were headed. He tugged on her hand and tilted his head to indicated the direction as he started to move that way.

"This way. It's one of the public parks they have here. I caught a glimpse of it when we were out earlier so I looked it up. It has a small lake and everything. I thought it looked nice."

They walked for awhile down the sidewalk and then Sam pulled Layla along to cross the street. There was a foot bridge that crossed over a body of water and led to the park itself. The bridge was partially covered with a lattice work overhang. Vines and flowering plants growing from planters along the sides of the bridge were intertwined in the lattice work as well as growing around the railings and sides of the bridge. Making it almost like walking through a garden of flowers. There were ornate street lamps spaced along the path all the way across the bridge and continuing down throughout the park.

When they got across the bridge Sam stopped for a moment and looked around. Trying to find the perfect spot. Seeing something a little ways off he started moving in that direction. It seemed like a nice spot, fairly close to the water, pretty well secluded by a clump of trees and a beautiful view of the city across the lake. Smiling he turned to Layla.

"So... What do you think? This spot look OK to you?"

Sam watched her face to see her expression. Hoping that she was going to enjoy this. He really hadn't had that much of a chance to be romantic before but he wanted to show her she was special. He waited for her response before for he made any move to start unpacking the basket.

[layla]

Layla held Sam's hand in hers, lifting it up so that she could play idly with his fingers as they walked. He didn't seem to mind, or if he did, he was too much of a gentleman to complain about it. Already she could tell that he had really planned something special and intimate, just from the setting he chose alone. She found herself feeling extremely glad that she had come here with the romantic brother, especially after hearing what had happened at the graveyard.

As the two of them crossed the bridge, Layla lightly fingered the flower petals that cascaded from the ornate lattice work that formed the arch overhang they walked through. She breathed in deep, their gentle scent so inviting on its own, but mixed with Sam's aftershave was mouthwatering. She leaned closer to him as they walked, using her free hand to lightly caress his bicep, giving it a squeeze and smiling at him when he glanced at her.

Sam led her to rather secluded spot and asked if it was okay with her. Truth be told, he could have led her behind a dumpster and she would have been fine, but this... the warm, yet breezy night air, the way the moonlight shone on the smooth surface of the lake, the sound of Sam's voice and the way he looked at her... they all added up to a dream come true. The only thing keeping her from fully enjoying it was the fact that she had such a huge secret that she was keeping from him. If... no, when Sam found out that she had been following him... that she had been asked by the angels to spy on him... would he ever forgive her? Would she ever be able to convince him that her feelings for him were one hundred percent genuine?

"It's amazing," she said, giving him a dazzling smile and pushing away the negative thoughts for the time being. This had potential to be a perfect night and she knew that if she kept worrying about what might happen, it would ruin everything. She glanced at the sack that Sam carried, nodding toward it slightly. "So what's in the bag?"