Chapter 2: Sam's secret

Lucky woke with a start. He turned to his clock it was 11:34 pm. He finally reached over and grabbed his phone, it was the PCPD.

'What could they want?' Lucky thought.

"Hello?"

"Detective Spencer this is Cruz."

"What's the problem?"

"There was a hit an run at the docks."

"Okay were do I need to be?"

"General Hospital, the victim is there and Mac wants you to check on their status, we need a statement."

"Alright."

Lucky sat up on the edge of his bed.

'Always calling me for stupid things like a hit-and-run, something a lawyer could take care of.'

OOo

Jason stood in the E.R. He ha had doctors questioning him for the past 10 minutes.

"Jason?"

"Yeah?" Jason turned around to face Dr. Drake.

"Sam's stable for now, she has head trauma and we won't know the extent until she wakes up, dislocated shoulder, her vocal cords are a damaged along with bruising and some cuts and scrapes, she has some internal bleeding but we can't do anything about it right now."

"Why can't you operate?"

Dr. Lee came jogging up to where Jason and Patrick stood.

"Because operating on some one who's in the first trimester s dangerous unless they are stable."

"What?" Jason knew he was hearing things.

"Sam is pregnant 7 weeks almost."

"That's not possible," Jason staggered back.

"Why?"

"About a year ago another OBGYN told her she was unable to conceive because of the mass of scar tissue from when she was shot."

"Well she's pregnant, I guess it's a miracle baby."

"How soon can she be operated on?"

"Well with the bleeding we can't tell where it's coming from but from the sonogram I know the fetus is okay, but the most we can go without operating is less than 2 days."

"Thank you Dr. Lee."

"No problem, I'll just leave Dr. Drake to discuss with you other thing."

Jason watched Dr. Lee walk away. He couldn't believe what just happened, Sam was pregnant with the child she always wanted, and now she could loose it.

"Jason."

Jason turned to see Lucky.

"What."

"Are you here about the hit-and-run?"

"What hit-and-run?"

"A guy fitting your description called in an accident, woman badly hurt."

"Yeah that was me."

"Well anything you can tell me," Lucky said taking out a notepad.

"Lucky..."

"Do you know the victim's name?"

"Yeah...it's Sam McCall."

Lucky dropped the notepad on the floor. He just stared at Jason like he punched him.

"No it's not she's at home."

"No Lucky she's in ICU fighting for her life."

"Dammit!" Lucky turned and punched the wall, people in the E.R. Turned ad stared at him, " I'm so stupid."

"What do you mean?"

"She called me."

"Sam?"

"Yeah. She was crying and saying the text message killer was after her, she sounded funny."

"Why didn't you do anything about it!"

"BECAUSE JASON I THOUGHT SHE WAS LYING!! She has lied about everything else!"

"You better call Mac."

"Why?"

"Because if Sam was attacked that means that the real text message killer is still out there!"

"I need to finish my job here first."

Lucky walked straight past Jason. The walk to the ICU room felt like an eternity. He never wanted to see Sam again but felt as if it was his fault. The door was partly opened. There was a nurse to the right of the bed checking the monitors. Sam looked bad. She had a bandage around her head, a sling on her arm, and a lot of bruises and cuts. Lucky walked over to the left side of the bed.

"Excuse me nurse I need a minute alone to to do my report."

"Yes Detective."

The nurse left and closed the door behind her. Lucky started writing down the damage that was done to Sam. He walked over to the chair and sat down by her.

"Sam I'm sorry I couldn't help you. But it doesn't change that fact that I don't want to see you anymore...goodbye."

ooooo

Jason sat patiently in the waiting room hoping for news on Sam's condition, or if he could even go see her. He looked over to the elevators and saw Elizabeth walk off.

"Liz!"

"Jason?" she asked walking up to him, " what are you doing here?"

"There was an accident."

"What are you okay is it Jake?"

"No it's Sam."

"What?"

"She was attacked by the text message killer and from what they can put together she ran out into the street and was hit by a car."

"Are they sure it was a car? That it just wasn't damage from the killer?"

"Yeah I found her in the street, she was barely alive, her heart even stopped."

"You saved her?"

"Yes. Sam may not be my favorite person, but, I couldn't just leave her to die in the street like she's a piece of garbage."

"Jason, I agree, Sam didn't deserve this at all..."

"Are you okay? You seem shaken up."

"No..no I'm fine just tired," She took a good look at Jason and noticed that something was still wrong, "

Jason what is it?"

"I just wish they'd tell me if she was doing better or even stabilized."

"I can tell that you're really worried so I'll go find out what's going on."

"Thank you," Jason said kissing Liz quickly before she walked to the nurses station.

"Hey, Leyla."

"Yes Elizabeth."

"I was wondering if you could get an update on a patient for me."

"Sure which one?"

"Samantha McCall."

"Mrs. McCall?"

"Yes why?"

"Well last I knew you two weren't friends, or even close."

"Well it's for a friend. Please?"

"No problem."

Elizabeth stood leaning on the counter for a couple of minutes, her head still hurt a lot, but she couldn't medical help knowing the trouble she was in.

"Elizabeth."

"Yes," Liz replied jumping slightly.

"Miss. McCall is still in critical condition, there are still signs of internal bleeding and the extent of the trauma to her head is unknown."

"Is that all?"

"Well Dr. Drake said that if her condition doesn't stabilize by morning they have no choice but to operate to repair the damage."

"Why would they wait? They could of operated and stopped the bleeding when she first came in?"

"I'd love to know why but that part of the chart is with Dr. Lee."

"Why?

"No idea but it must be serious."

"Thank you Leyla."

"No problem."

Elizabeth walked back to Jason.

"Jase."

"Anything?"

"Sam's still in critical condition, there is still internal bleeding and they have no idea about her head."

"That's it?"

"Well apparently Dr. Lee is involved. I have no idea why though, unless the accident did more damage to than expected because Dr. Lee doesn't want to operate yet."

"Okay thank you. I'll be back. I'm gonna go check on her."

"Okay."

Lucky appeared behind the corner just in time to see Jason and Elizabeth trade their smiles. Lucky decided to go and talk to Liz.

"Jason."

"Lucky."

"Hey Lucky."

"What are you doing here Liz?"

"I was just stopping by I thought I left something here but I was wrong."

"Oh."

"Are you here about Sam?"

"Yes. Me...of all people had to get put on this case."

"Lucky..."

"She called me Liz, when the killer was attacking and I didn't believe her."

"Lucky it's not you fault."

"Yeah. That's what I told myself that she deserved it because she's lied so many times and has put the boys in danger."

"Lucky no. I am mad at Sam for what she has done and I can never trust her again but no one deserves this, at all."

"I know which is why I need to find the text message killer and the person behind the well of the car."

"Why the car driver?"

"Because they are bound to hit some one else again."

ooooo

Jason opened the door to Sam's room, he rushed to the chair beside her. Jason reached out and took her hand.

"Sam. Please you need to survive...if not for your family than for your baby. This baby needs to live not just because you lost your baby, but, because I know that this is something that you need. Please wakeup."

Jason sat there all night, the only time he left was to tell Elizabeth to go home. Finally Sam stirred. She opened her eyes a little and saw Jason's hand on hers and took hers back quickly realizing she shouldn't of because it hurt like crazy.

"What are you...doing here?" she asked in a very low dry horse voice.

"I've been waiting for you to wake up."

"Why? Shouldn't you be...with Elizabeth?"

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"What...?"

"That you were pregnant?"

"How?"

"Dr. Lee told me."

Sam closed her eyes for a few moments as if erasing that moment from her mind.

"You were trying to tell me weren't you?"

"I don't know what...your talking about?"

"When I was talking to you earlier before you passed out you said 'I'm...' "

"I could have been trying to say a million things."

"But I don't think you were."

"Jason I'm very weak and tired I can't deal with you now."

"So?"

"So? Jason I need you to leave."

"Sam..."

"No. Just go," Sam watched as Jason got up and walked out the door. She just had to protect her baby, and now from everyone.