So I'm Your Tech Support? (Sam Drake x Reader)

New Found Land

Though you had more than a certain distaste for this situation due to practical as well as your own selfish reasons...you had to admit that working alongside Abbie again was a definite advantage.

She didn't say much about what it had been like working alongside Clarke, and Sam didn't seem to want to ask.

You had your own suspicions as to why, and it only made your acceptance of how you felt all the more painful.

Every practical bone in your body was screaming at you that you were being ridiculous, you'd only known Sam for a few months and the most you'd seen of him in that time was through a laptop screen.

You couldn't be in love with him. Love...it implied certain things that you knew weren't true.

Such as reciprocation. Something Abbie and Sam seemed to be giving each other in droves.

It seemed like nothing had changed between them, Sam more than happy to take her back and Abbie revelling in the affection she received.

You watched him place a soft kiss on her mouth before she slipped into their motel room in Newfoundland, her voice lilting as she told him "not to be too long".

He took a long drag from his cigarette, flicking the ash and you were about to try to slip into your own room unnoticed when he glanced over at you.

His smile was practically radiant, yours weak in return as you opened the door and slipped inside.

You were certainly not looking forward to being in the room next to them, especially with such thin walls between you.

"Ohhh, I lose control," you sang under your breath. "When I hear your body move, through the walls in the next room."

You softly chuckled to yourself as you sat at the foot of the bed, changing into your PJs before you looked over the letters again.

You were going to miss these people in a certain way, their stories having become your life for the past few months.

You wondered what was going to happen after all this was over.

It was obvious Abbie might request one or two artifacts to use for....something in her dissertation. God, you couldn't even remember what it was about anymore.

Sully would probably just be glad to be finally going home after all this chaos in order to set up the next job for him and Sam.

There was a thump followed by a high pitched giggle and you felt your stomach plummet as...well, other sounds began to emerge.

Sam....you weren't sure what would happen for Sam. He'd have the treasure he always wanted with his girl at his side. He probably wouldn't want much else.

And yet you couldn't imagine him being the type to settle down contentedly though...but you hadn't pictured falling for a man twice your age either, so you supposed life was full of unexpected twists and turns.

Hell, maybe Abbie would turn him into a house-husband.

The thought made you chuckle until you heard a feminine voice begin to gasp.

You sighed, crawling into bed before you did your best to muffle the sounds, your pillow against your ear as you squeezed your eyes shut.

"Oh my God Sam, it feels so good..." you murmured mockingly as the sounds increased in pitch. "Oh please Sam, you're so much better than Clarke, holy shit..."

You waited out for the crescendo, tapping your foot against the bed in time with the gasps, trying to turn this into a game to avoid thinking about what was actually going on.