Sam grunted as, suddenly finding himself in a hug and deprived of the use of his arms, he gave his right foot a little shove and a twist, forcing it past that recalcitrant and slightly broken bit of the sneaker's heel.
"Okay, okay. Lemme just go get armed up." It occurred to him, absurdly, that they had better get back safely, because they hadn't yet childproofed the weapons cabinet. He leaned in and gave Phoebe a quick kiss. "We'll be home in time for dinner," he said, his voice a touch raspy.
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Date: 2008-07-18 08:57 pm (UTC)"Okay, okay. Lemme just go get armed up." It occurred to him, absurdly, that they had better get back safely, because they hadn't yet childproofed the weapons cabinet. He leaned in and gave Phoebe a quick kiss. "We'll be home in time for dinner," he said, his voice a touch raspy.