Sam & Anna

COMPLETED

"Hold my hands, Sam," she said.
"Don't let me go, Sam," she said.
"I won't, Anna, I won't let you go," Sam said.
What's going to happen, Sam?"
"I don't know, Anna."
"Am I going to die?"
"No, Anna. You're not going to die."
"Don't let go of me, Sam."
"I don't want to die," Anna repeated. "I... I don't know what it's like."
"It's okay, Anna."
Anna smiled. "That was a nice date. When we went out."
"It was."
For a split second it was like Anna blurred. Too fast to be real. She blurred, and Sam could almost swear she had smiled at him.
And his fingers squeezed on nothing.

I know I am not the only one who remembers this part. but am i the only one who wondered "what date??". i wanted to know what happened on this date, and why it didn't go farther.
So i wrote it.

all creds to Michael grant and his genius. this is a one-shot.