These Mornings

Eve looks on sam and smiles again.
"Im glad you did. Some of us didnt seem to have any sleep at all." She says and laughs. She watches as Doc leaves the room again.
"He seem to be talking to you more than now" She says to Sam and smiles again. "That's good."
She waves goodbye to Doc before he leaves.
"Don't trip over any cats this time!" She jokes and laughs silently for herself.

Sam watches him leave. Without a single ounce of apathy to stop him. She places her hand over her forehead. She was dreadfuly tired. Looking at eve she says"Guess so.."

Eve smiles against her and takes out another chair to Sam so she can join.
"Come on, sit down." She says and looks on her with a smirk."You going to do something special today?" She asks and smiles to her. "Nothing seem to happen yet so..."

Sam looks at Eve. As she pulled out a chair for her. Moving from the wall she sits down. Her arms draped over the back of the chair. Her legs crossed. Looking back at eve she says"Maybe...I do have a few weapons to build in mind.." She grins

Doc came back in carrying a new book in his hands and, Surprisingly a kitten on his head. "Dont ask." He said an sat down by the window flipped open the book and started reading again.

Sam raises a brow at the kitten on his head. Sitting up she grips the cat tenderly and strokes it's fur.

Doc stoped reading for a moment to look at Sam. "Dont hurt it. I checked it. Its clean..." that said he went back to the book, now slightly colder on the top of his head.

Sam narrows her eyes at him saying"Pft..Like I'd hurt a cat.." She mumbles"I'd rather hurt a ghost.." Coming to a reminder in her head she looks at Eve"Has there been any trace of one lately?"

Eve looks on the kitten with widden eyes.
"This time you didnt tripped on one...It jumped up on your head." She laughs and looks on him. "Animals seems to be attached to you."
Eve thoughts about it or a second.
"Doc here had some talking about some ghost...But we came up with that it was nothing to worrie about." She smiles to her and leans back on the chair.
"And nothing in general either...Seems to be calm outside today."

Sam nods. Her serious look never going away. Taking time now, She strokes the kittens fur more, Gently. It purring from her touch. Thinking deeply, Her head was to the floor her eyes glazed over in deep thought. She felt something strange. Ordinarily there whould be something going on, There always was. But now, It was awkward. An Awkward yet nice day.

Doc shifted and looked up. "What I said was that we 'Probably' dont have anything to worry about. And the cat did not jump on my head. I put her there myself. Wonder what we shall call her?"

Sam looks at the kitten and grins"Killer"She snickers"She'd have to be a little rough houser to stay on your head if you put her there" She grins. Waving her hand she says"You know Im joking"

Doc smiles a little. "She was. She seemed to like my hair... Like some other people I know of. But seriously, what shall we call the little furball?"

Sam thinks"I don't know.." She looks at the kitten. Looking at eve she asks"What do you think we should call the little furry intruder" She smirks.

Eve grinns at the cat and thinks about it for a moment.
"What about Mr Furrball then?" She laughs and looks on them both. "I like that name anyway."
Eve looks on Sam as she gets a uneasy look upon her face. What was that about? She swallowed. and thought about it.
Nevermind. She could ask Sam later on.

Sam snickers at this saying with a sneer"That sounds cool with me.." She strokes and scratches behind the cats ear and asks it"How does that sound little mr.furball" She grins and rolls her eyes"Look at me, talking to an animal..I have lost my mind." She places the cat on the table and gets up"Im gonna go and get changed. I don't feel right in this drab.." She spats in disgust and walks away.

Doc looked at Leader and sighed. "Its a She, so that would be Miss Furball... Is something wrong?" looking slightly nerveus Doc looked out the window. The kitten jumping on top of Docs head.

Sam walks back to her room. Opening her door she walks in and closes it behind her. Sighing she leans against her door now, and rubs her eyes"Danm..Why am I so tired.." She crosses her arms looking down. A Distant look on her face"....Nightmares.."

Doc looked very confused. "Whats wrong with Sam? She seemed really out of it... *sigh* What a boring day this has been. And its still morning..." With that he went back to reading his book titled 'Nightmares and how to kill them' The cat sleeping soundly on his head.

Eve looked up on Doc and shaked her head slowly.
"No. Just a little bored. That's all." She says and smiles. "Okey then! Miss Furball it shall be!" She says and pats Mr furrball on doc's head. She tried to wash away that bothered feeling she had in her mind, she slightly did it. But for now, That was enough. She sighed and leaned back on the chair again.
"Im going to see if Sam is alright." She says and leaves the room. She walks out in the corridor and founds her room.
"Hey, Sam...everything alright?"

Doc waved absently. "Give a holler if you need anything."

Sam hears eve's voice. Going wide eyed she narrows them again. Saying back"Ya! Of course..Why whould'nt I be alright?" She asks lying through her teeth. She did't want to tell anyone that she had been having nightmares of her past for the next 10 weeks. She felt she did't need to. In time, she thought. They whould go away.

Eve felt she had been slape in her face and she looks on Sam with little bit of a sad look.
"Come on. You can't hide your thoughts for me." She says and takes some steps forward again. "You can't hide it forever, you know."
She had been knowing Sam a little bit more than rest of the group. She knew how Sam had been living before, still Eve wanted to make it better for her now. She just tried to make her comfort with herself. She turned her head a little bit to the side with a hopeless look, hoping that Sam would tell her.

Sam does'nt look at eve but rather whispers in horror"The nightmares are back again eve..."

Doc was by now petting the kitten on his head wth one hand (Dont ask how) and reading with the other. 'Why do I have a very bad feeling about this?' he thought as he continued to read.