A redhead can be seen standing at the boarding gate on the Monday after Climax Control, a small crowd of people around her but the redhead isn’t paying any attention to anything but her fans who are asking for her signature on tees and hats and other SCW merchandise. The soft scent of an open sharpie filters upwards making Sam lightheaded as she signs all the fans items then with a smile and an apologetic smile, she backs away capping it and shouldering a rather battered carryon bag and grabbing a small briefcase as over her head, a soft metallic voice calls her flight number.
“Thanks everyone, I had a great time here and can’t wait to be back,†she calls out to the fans as she backs along the skywalk towards the plane before turning and stepping aboard the plane. Moving towards the rear of the plane, she ducks her head and hides her face as she reaches the end of the plane and tosses her bag into the overhead compartment then slouches into the seat. Pulling the briefcase onto her lap, she opens it to reveal a small computer that she pulls out and opens it on the tray table.
“Excuse me miss, you can’t turn that on yet,†says the stewardess as Sam reaches for the power button. “We will be taking off in a few minutes and once the captain turns off the seatbelt sign, you will be able to access the internet.â€
Sam nods and then closes the laptop and pulls it towards her to hold while she returns the tray to its upright position. Inside the briefcase that she has sitting beside her, one corner of the Roulette title can be seen. Looking down at it, Sam smiles as she lets her hand fall into the case to caress it. Suddenly the hollow sound of the safety demonstration catches Sam’s attention and she leans back in the seat, the frequent traveler in her having heard this all before.
Once the plane levels off and the fasten seatbelts signs are off, Sam opens the laptop on the tray once more but presses the power button. A screen saver of her latest photoshoot appears on the screen as the small hourglass turns over and over before the log in appears. Putting in her pin, Sam sees the desktop appear followed by the icons of the different apps that she has playing as well as some news feed widgets opening as well. A flash of a banner reading breaking news Vegas catches her eye and she quickly clicks on it to hear the reporter talking about a shooting in Vegas.
Sam begins to absorb the details of the event that became the scene of a mass shooting. She looks closer and realizes it is the festival her friend had been talking to her about…
Flashback
“That’s right Sammi, hubby is taking me to see the music festival on the strip. Too bad you are going to be out of the country,†says Roberta, Sam’s friend. “You and I would have been totally able to drool over Jason Aldean…â€
Sam could only chuckle as her friend wiped at her lips in a teasing way which just makes Sam shake her head and laugh harder.“Oh my god,†murmurs Sam as she realizes that the shooting took place when her friend was going to be at the festival. Digging quickly into her bag, she pulls out a phone and begins to dial it. Suddenly a hand reaches down and presses the off button. “Hey!†exclaims Sam as she looks up into the face of the stewardess who shakes her head negatively.
“I’m sorry miss but you can’t use the cell phone on the plane, it interferes with our equipment,†offers the stewardess. “We will be landing in a couple of hours and surely the call can wait.â€
Sam looks up worriedly but finds it hard to argue with the set look on the stewardess’ face. Defeated, she looks down and nods. The stewardess smiles in a condescending manner and then moves further down the row of seats. Sam watches her go then gets to her feet to slide the cell phone into her pocket and move towards the bathroom on the plane.
Once inside, she locks herself in and fights to pull her cell out of her pocket. Leaning up against the door, Sam begins to dial and then puts the phone to her ear. Muttering she listens as the call goes to voicemail. Hanging up angrily, she hits redial on the phone. Minutes pass and still no answer which makes Sam sigh and speak out to the voicemail box.
“Roberta, you had better pick up your dang phone right now,†says a worried Sam who waits and leaves dead air on the voicemail before hanging up in frustration as a soft pounding can be heard on the door.
“Are you all right miss? You have been in there a rather long time,†says the voice from outside of the door.
Guiltily, Sam flushes the empty toilet and then runs the water to cover her putting her phone away. Then pasting a bit of a smile on her face, Sam opens the door and rolls her eyes. “You may want to wait a few minutes…†she says as she lets her voice fade on the walk back to her seat.
Sliding into the chair, she slips on her seatbelt and once more focuses on the news that is describing a night of horror for the festival goers. “Oh Bobbi, I hope you are okay…†she mumbles just as a window opens on her desktop and her friend Bobbi appears. “BOBBI,†exclaims Sam as she begins to furiously type as she slips her earbuds in and opens the Skype window. “Girl you had me worried as hell soon as I got on this computer. How are you and what the hell is happening…â€
Bobbi begins to speak, her voice sounding only in Sam’s ears as the plane flies along. Relief can be seen crossing Sam’s face as Bobbi tells her about what had been happening and how the crowds were and how scared she was and how happy she was that Sam herself hadn’t been anywhere next or near the festival.
“Stay safe Bobbi, I am coming home to Vegas,†says Sam as she begins to type in another window only to stop when a faint mumbling can be heard over her headset. “Don’t be recockulous Bobbi, of course I am coming back there…if only to check and make sure that you are ok.†Sam again begins to tap on the keys only to stop once more. “Are you sure Bobbi? I won’t have a problem with it.†Sam stops talking to listen and watch as both a verbal message and written one can be heard and seen. “Okay Bobbi but you call me if you need anything ok?â€
Bobbi can be seen on the screen holding a thumbs up before typing bye and closing the window. Sam leans back in the seat and pulls out her cell phone and opens twitter to send a message to the people of Vegas before closing the laptop and repacking it back into her case.
She leans back as she lays her cell phone on the tray table showing her tweet…
1. Sammi Marlowe†@sammi_which Oct 2
Thoughts and prayers for the people of Vegas. #thinkingofVegas #vegasstrong
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