Galactica Point, Sunday Afternoon

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Dawn applied more sunscreen to her shoulders and stretched out on her towel with her book. Beach book, check. Bottled water, check. Waves, check.

Yep, life was good.


[ooc: Open to all.]

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"Oh, I don't know about actually going into the water. I'm much better at staying on dry land," Sam replied.

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"Really? How come?" She asked, wondering if he could swim.

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"It's not that I can't swim," he said quickly, knowing the conclusion she was probably making. "My dad made sure of that. I just don't really like doing it unless I have to. Especially when you're dealing with ocean water, where the swimming's a lot more dangerous."

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"Did something happen?" Dawn asked, not wanting to push him into the water if he really didn't want to be there, but willing to drag him there if he needed it. "Maybe you just need to have fun and not worry about the danger so much?"

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"Sure, I could not worry. But that would be sensible, and that's just not my style." Sam snickered. "Seriously though, nothing in particular happened."

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"Good," Dawn decided that she wouldn't cause him trauma. "Strip, then," she said, already grabbing for his hand to pull him towards the water.

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Sam just kind of blinked for a second at hearing that demand come from Dawn. "Are you serious? Really, I don't need to go out there."

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She stopped and put her hands on her hips, trying to figure out exactly how she was going to get Sam to go somewhere he didn't want to go. "Of course I'm serious--water's fun."

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"If water was fun, there would be a lot more people in the world who would bathe on a more regular basis," Sam pointed out. "Do you really want me to go in with you?"

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"Not everybody's got access to clean water, plus there are people who still believe bathing gives you plague," Dawn told him. "And I do, but if you're going to be grouchy about it, I'll go in without you."

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Sam gave a small, playful pout, but took off his shirt nonetheless. "I won't be grouchy, I promise. But if we drown, I'm totally blaming you."

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Dawn sent a quick thank you prayer to the PTB for whichever one had decided to send shirtless Winchesters into her life. "That's fair," she told Sam, heading towards the water. "But if it's just you that drowns, I can give you mouth-to-mouth and be a hero and you'll owe your life to me."

She beamed at him, not realizing any other possible interpretations of what she'd said.

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Sam had to hand it to Dawn - she certainly knew how to make drowning sound like a pleasant experience. "I guess I can live with those results," he teased, pulling his jeans and shoes off to end up in just his swimming shorts.

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Dawn mentally smacked herself. She should really have been over this by now.

"C'mon, slowpoke," she called, backing towards the ocean again.

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At being called a slowpoke, Sam laughed and made a point to visibly slow down heading towards the water.

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"Oh. My. God. You're such a younger brother," she said, rolling her eyes, "but I'm not going in first, in case I have to come back out and get you. I hate when my feet get all sandy."

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"All right. But if I go in first, how do I know you'll come in too?" Sam asked.

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"Because I've already been in once and like being in the water?" She sighed. "Or I could walk in at the exact same time you do."