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Chapter Three

He got the call while he was at the garage. It was just an average day. Was.

It was Sue calling him, so that was when he knew something was up, and about Leah, since it was Sue, and something really bad, because she hardly looked at him none the less talked to him while he was at her house. But he couldn't blame her for not liking her now junior daughter dating someone who had already graduated from high school. But, if she had asked, he would have most happily told her he was waiting to apply to the community college closest to the college Leah would apply to, as soon as she graduated. But she never asked, and Sam decided it was something he could only tell her if she wanted to hear it.

"Sam." She said sounding unsure. "It's Leah, there was an accident…"

"What? Is she alright? What happened?" He actually had to sit down.

"She's going to be fine the doctors think. Harry's with her at the hospital now, she was driving the car, and, well I'm not completely sure what happened but it ended with her crashing into the Quilman's house…"

"She's at the hospital?" He asked, Sam only waited for her confirmation before jumping in his truck and driving at a speed that would put even Leah to shame, straight to the hospital.

It felt like it took longer than it should have for him to see her, he had to get Harry's consent to go back, since he wasn't family, he ended up finding her however, because of the swearing.

"Well, I don't need a fucking machine to tell me if my heart is beating, when I turn blue and tip over, know it's not going too well, alright?"

There was an unimpressed looking nurse in the corner who mumbled something that he could only assume wasn't a compliment, and left without a fight.

"Lee-lee?" He asked her sounding unsure, like she would disappear at any minute.

She looked at him, her left arm was broken, and she had a black eye and cracked lip. Her mouth quivered for a second then she started to cry.

Sam had probably seen her cry a total of two times in all the time he had known her, it just wasn't something that Leah did.

"Leah, honey, what's the matter? What's wrong?" He went over to her bed, and sat down next to her, trying to comfort without jostling, not wanting to make anything worse.

"I…I just hit his house. I could have killed someone Sam. I could have killed him. It was an accident. I took my eyes off the road because I thought I saw something running on to it, like a deer, and then went around the corner too fast…" She let out another sob.

"Shhh. Lee-lee, it's going to be alright. Shhh, don't cry, honey. It's going to be fine. I know it was an accident but everything's okay now." You're okay now.

While Leah put on a tough front, she was actually the most compassionate person Sam knew, she didn't want to hurt anyone and he knew she would take this hard. Especially since the whole Rez would talk about it, Leah was not known for her excellent driving.

"They'll say I did it on purpose." She whispered, voicing his own thoughts, even though he knew it wasn't true, some would think that, and it made him angry, raging, killing angry, that people would think that about Leah, that she thought it would be funny.

"You didn't, Leah, I know that." He hugged her a little tighter.

She sighed, and seemed to be temporary placated. Sam knew this was probably the last he would hear her feelings about this, she never opened up twice.

"What would I do without you?"

"You won't have to find out." He promised her, kissing her one last time on the head.