no strings attached - j.b

problems

"Pheebs, hey" Sam stuck his head in the door while Phoebe looked up from the computer, beaming. "Hey Sammy, come on in. Have a seat" she pointed to the chair in front of the desk and switched the computer to stand-by.

"What can I do for you?" Phoebe asked as Sam took a seat leaning back in her chair. "I actually just wanted to come by to talk to you about the wedding. I hope I'm not interrupting anything important" he nodded at the computer.

"Oh, no" Phoebe waved it off. "I have to get it done by tonight, so there's plenty of time to squeeze in a conversation with you" she grinned at him.

"Good, so tell me, how was the wedding?" Sam looked at her promptly. grinning Phoebe told of the weekend and her encounters with her family. The exposure of Virginia's lie and the confrontation with her mother. Only one thing she left out. The sex with Joe.

"sounds like you and Joe had a lot of fun" Sam noted before crossing his arms in front of his chest. "Did you guys have fun in bed again too?" Phoebe's head jerked up. "What, no? Why does everyone think that?"

"Come on, Phoebe, I talked to Joe before, he already confessed to me" Sam sighed "He what?" Phoebe asked, surprised. "He told me that you two ended up in bed again. I know about it" Sam explained.

"What, why? How the hell did that happen?" Phoebe was totally confused. She didn't think Joe would immediately run to Sam again to tell him everything, really everything. Apparently she had been wrong after all.

"Look, Sam, I...didn't think Joe would tell anyone else or want me to tell anyone else..." Phoebe tried to talk her way out of it, but was interrupted by Sam.

"Wait, what? You guys really fucked again?" he asked, shocked. "I...I thought Joe told you that" Phoebe was only more confused. "No...that was actually just a joke. I was teasing you, pretending that Joe was telling around that you guys did it when it wasn't even true, but....it's true?" Sam looked at her in shock.

Phoebe slapped her hand against her forehead. "Fuck" she should have listened to her gut. She should have known that Joe would never just tell Sam about it. She should have talked her way out of it. Now she had exposed them both without meaning to.

Sam, interpreting her reaction and silence as agreement, stood up energetically and paced the room. "I don't believe it. You two really can't be left alone for long without completely falling over each other, can you?" stunned, he shook his head.

"Now don't make such a drama out of it, Sammy. It was just sex. Meaningless sex, that's all" Phoebe sighed. "Meaningless? Phoebe, that was the third time you two ended up in bed. Is it really that meaningless?" Sam put his hands on his hips with a sigh.

"Well, yeah, we just have needs that we want satisfied and there...there it just happened again" she mumbled softly.

"Needs? Phoebe, if you're so fucking horny all the time, invest in a vibrator instead of fucking your grandpa's quarterback. That should still be in your budget, right?" Sam looked at her, almost disappointed, while Phoebe let out an indignant "Sammy."

"he's not my grandpa's quarterback. He thinks for himself and can make his own decisions. And if it's his decision to hook up with me, then he's allowed to. We're both adults. We can do what we want" she clarified.

"And where is this going, Phoebe? What is the point of you guys ending up back in bed all the time?" Sam asked. Phoebe shrugged her shoulders. "Nothing. But we just find each other sexually attractive, so why shouldn't we use each other for sex?"

"Besides, you were the one who asked Joe to accompany me to the wedding. You could have guessed that it was possible for something like this to happen" she added.

"So now it's my fault that you slept together?" Sam asked, offended. "How the fuck was I supposed to know you guys would end up in bed again? I wanted Joe to accompany you so you might get along better, but not THAT well"

"Weren't you the one in the bar with Kim, Tris and Ja'Marr making fun of Joe and me sitting next to each other the whole time so we'd end up in bed again?" Phoebe crossed her arms in front of her chest in attack.

"Yeah, for fun, Phoebe. We were teasing you guys. We were making fun of you. None of us thought it would happen again. To be honest, we're lucky you went your separate ways home that night, huh?" Sam shook his head.

"what's your fucking problem anyway, Sam? Why does it bother you so much that Joe and I are hooking up? I thought you wanted us to get along?" Phoebe asked, annoyed.

"My problem is that you two are my best friends and I don't feel like having to choose between either of you once this doesn't work out. I want to hang out with both of you, maybe together, without the fear that you'll end up in bed afterwards" Sam explained.

"You act like Joe and I are going to rip off our clothes as soon as we're alone and use every second to fuck" Phoebe was outraged. "Isn't that right?" Sam asked coldly. "No" Phoebe replied offended.

"Phoebe, I know Joe and you well enough to know that the way things are going right now, it won't go on forever. One of you may fall in love. One of you might hurt the other. i don't know, so much can happen. I just don't want to lose either of you, just because one of you will fuck up" Sam sighed in exasperation.

"And by one of you, you mean me" Phoebe mumbled hurt. "Sammy, I know I don't often make the right decision and I've fucked up more things in my life than really getting my shit together, but Sammy, you're my best friend. One of the most important people in my life. You should know me well enough to know that I would never do anything to hurt you. I would never do anything to make you choose between Joe and me. I promise you that."

"Are you sure?" Sam looked at her. She nodded, got up and walked around the table. "I would be way too scared that you would choose him over me and I need you, you are my rock. Without you I would probably make even worse decisions" she stood in front of him and looked at him with a wry smile.

"Besides, Joe and I agreed that we're still not friends, we're going back to normal after the weekend. So we're okay, but nothing more. So don't worry, doesn't look like we'll end up in bed again" she nudged him with a grin.

Sam laughed out. "Never stopped you before, did it?" he noted. Phoebe shrugged her shoulders. "I have a feeling it's different this time"

Sighing, Sam pulled her into one of those tight hugs that Phoebe loved so much and always needed. The strength she got from those hugs was incredible. Being pressed against his defined chest by Sam's muscular arms while you could hear his heartbeat was the best feeling Phoebe knew.

"Who knows, maybe you'll become regular friends someday" Sam grinned as he let go of Phoebe again. Phoebe laughed before shrugging her shoulder. "Maybe. Still a long way to go though, I think".

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