Penace [J.T]

Chapter 7 - Autopsy Scar

Jason and Sam patrol together and it feels like old times. They work well together just as they always have and it's something the both of them really needed. Patrolling with Tim was different because they had to and they couldn't really do it how they were used to because it was about training Tim and showing him the ropes. But this? This is like it always was, fighting side by side, teaming up and taking turns interrogating people. They stop at Excellent Gotham halfway through and park themselves by Jason's favorite gargoyle to eat.

Sam thinks tonight is healing parts of her. She felt hopeless before and now she's sitting here with her favorite person as if nothing has really changed. Maybe she doesn't need to punish herself all of the time and maybe this can be good. Maybe she can let herself heal from everything. If Jason can, doesn't she deserve to try?

"Wasn't too boring tonight, was it?" Jason quips, the both of them back in their street clothes as they stand outside of Sam's apartment building, Jason having rode home with her to make sure she got home safe.

"Eh." Sam shrugs. "It was alright I guess." She crunches her nose at him.

"Alright?!" Jason scoffs. "Bullshit. I'm a fucking trip."

"You're something." Sam lets out a cackle and Jason is relieved to see her look so happy. She looked lost earlier. "Can I ask you something?" Sam asks.

"What's up?" Jason shifts his weight to his left leg, resting the helmet on his hip.

"When do you go see Leslie again?" Sam looks down, tugging her sleeves over her hands before her eyes come up to Jason's.

Jason's brows raise slightly before he shrugs. "Uh...few days, why?"

"Can you, uh, a-ask her if she...ya know...maybe I need...to go."

Jason nods his head with a warm smile. "Yeah, I'll ask her and give her your number."

"Thanks, Jay." Sam gives him a small and shy smile.

"Of course." Jason smiles softly. "Hate fucking admitting it, but it's been helping a bit again."

"Good. I, uh, that's why I wanna go. Might be for the best."

"Good. Can't hurt." Jason nods his head.

"Yeah." Sam smiles softly. "Well, I'm gonna head in but thanks for tonight."

"Do it again?" The corner of Jason's tugs into a hopeful smirk.

"Hell yeah." Sam laughs softly. "I'll see you tomorrow." Sam beams before spinning on her heels and entering the apartment building.

A smile is stretched across Sam's face as she makes her way up the three flights of stairs to her apartment. No part of her believes going to see Leslie is going to be easy but if she's helping Jason who literally died, surely she can help Sam. And it feels really good to finally feel like her and Jason might be falling back into some sort of normal after everything.

Sam enters her apartment, pressing her back against the door as it shuts behind her. The TV is playing quietly from the living room, the rest of the apartment is dark. She's so stuck on how well the night went, she almost misses the sound of Molly's voice coming from their living room.

"Molly?" Sam questions, pushing off the door and walking the few feet into the kitchen, looking into the living room thanks to the open concept layout.

Molly is leaning against the arm of the couch holding her phone against her thighs. A wide smile splits her face as Jurassic Park is playing on the TV. Molly is still rambling on about the first time she saw the movie, completely ignoring Sam's presence. Sam rolls her eyes and walks over to the back of the couch, looking at her phone screen.