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Chapter 4

The doctors had come in later in the day after having handed the bad news. Dr. Clars had instructed Sam to take it easy, that she may still feel dizzy and have bouts of vertigo because of the concussion and because her eardrums would take some time to heal and return to a normal equilibrium again. Sam had been given some anti-inflammatory medications in the hope of removing any possible inflammation on the nerve, though the doctor hadn't changed her prognosis.

Patrick had informed Sam of possible headaches and migraines and to avoid screens, which made it difficult for Sam as she felt her basic access to the rest of the world was through an iPad.

Molly had offered to teach sign language after having already given a crash course lesson to both Sam and Jason. They were simple signs: Hello, goodbye, food, water and time. Molly had asked Sam to keep a list of words she deemed most helpful for her to learn, such that she can keep up basic communication. Molly would then teach the list of words to Sam.

Lastly, Dr. Clars had given the couple a card to a therapist who specialized in such areas. She felt it would help as the therapist could provide suggestions on how best to transition. Both Jason and Sam had scuffed at the card, but Sam knew that the doctor had a point. She'd need to find new ways to perform various tasks. Like in cases of emergencies, how was she to call 911? Was she even allowed to do things like drive? She had stuck the card into the pocket of her handbag. It may come in handy someday.

Beyond those instructions, the doctors didn't have much to say. Sam was to come in every two weeks to assess her hearing. Nurse Epiphany had come in earlier to show Jason how best to clean and dress Sam's few first-degree burns and scrapes. The nurse didn't have much to explain as the two of them already had plenty of experience, not only with themselves but also with the rambunctious Danny. He'd come home from school any times with scraped knees and elbows. Jason was honestly waiting for the day the boy would come home with a broken bone or stitches. They've been fortunate so far but knock on wood.

"You're going to need more concealer over here," Molly told Kristina. Now the following day Sam had been given her okay to be discharged. The two sisters were currently in the process of covering up all of Sam's cuts and bruises on her face. Kristina felt as if this was a return of gesture after Sam had done the same for her when she'd been beaten by Keifer that one dreaded summer. It hadn't taken all the hurt and pain away but it helped and she hoped it would help Sam despite her insistence that it wasn't necessary. Sam wasn't as concerned or influenced by how she looked. Nevertheless, she appreciated the sentiment. She knew that her sisters, and nearly everyone around her, felt the pressure to help her but they all didn't know how. Kristina and Molly had found a way so she allowed them to do her makeup.

In the meantime, Jason was packing all the gifts and essentials into gym bags. Alexis had gone to fill the prescriptions that Sam had received from the doctors. Occasionally, Sam would exchange looks with Jason as Molly and Kristina would argue over which shade of foundation or eye shadow worked best with Sam's complexion.

"Are all the papers signed?" Nurse Anne asked as she walked into the room with a wheelchair in tow.

"Yes and bags are all packed," Jason replied.

"And makeup is finished," Kristina additionally replied.

"And I have the meds," Alexis came walking in behind the nurse with a white paper bag in her hands.

"Okay then," the nurse laughed at the synchronization of it all. "Let's get you in the wheelchair then."

"I don't need a wheelchair," Sam said to the nurse. Jason, in response, tapped Sam on the shoulder and gave her a stern look. "Fine," she gave in. Jason helped her out of the bed into the chair. Sam had woken up today with significantly less dizziness. There was still some vertigo, but an improvement such that Sam was able to get out of bed with little trouble. It had given Dr. Drake slightly more confidence to release her. He wasn't so concerned for any follow-up fainting spells.

Jason placed one of the gym bags on Sam's lap while he held the other, and the nurse pushed Sam out of the room, and everyone followed. They waited for the elevator, entered and went down to the parking garage where Jason ran out to get the car. He drove the car around and Alexis and the nurse helped Sam into the passenger seat. Alexis, who had driven to the hospital in her own car, said her "see you later," as she was going to drive behind and meet up at the penthouse. And off they went.

Sam was okay as a start. It bothered her a little that she couldn't hear the engine but she could still feel it. She tried not to let it get to her. It was when the car turned or went over some potholes that Sam felt her stomach churn. Jason was quick to notice Sam's change in pallor.

"It's okay, Jason, keep driving," she reassured him.

"Have some water," he grabbed a bottle out his car door and handed it over. Sam graciously grabbed it and took a sip, hoping it would rid her nausea.

A few more minutes passed and Sam held a strong front. Dr. Drake had warned of dizziness but she hadn't thought it would affect her in the car.

"Stop, pull over!" she cried and Jason didn't need to be told twice. He tugged on the wheel and brought the car over to the shoulder of the road. Sam immediately thrust the car door open, emptying the contents of her stomach out onto the pavement. Jason cringed at the sound, but he leaned over and pulled Sam's hair out of the way and rubbed the small of her back.

"Better," she said as she sat back up.

"I'm sorry," Jason said.

"Don't Jason," Sam could almost hear him say the words.

"Is everything alright?" Jason hadn't noticed it but Alexis had pulled over as well and came running over.

"She got car sick," Jason explained and Sam turned around, not having noticed her mother standing beside her at first.

"Hi," she greeted her mom. "Tissue."

Alexis nodded and stuck her hand in her purse, pulling out a small packet of tissues. She proceeded to take one out and wiped her daughter's mouth. Sam rolled her eyes.

"Mom."

"Don't mom me and here have some water," Alexis handed a bottle of water to her. Sam took another sip before turning to both Jason and Alexis.

"I'm fine. I want to go home," she declared.

"Okay, love you, honey. See you soon," Alexis gave a kiss on Sam's forehead and then stood back, bringing her hand and clenching her middle and ring finger, and holding up the other three fingers, signing "I love you."

"I love you too," and with that, Alexis gently closed the door and Jason began driving again. They made it home without another incidence and they met Alexis, Krissy, and Molly at the penthouse. Sam walked in first and was shocked by what she saw.

A colorful banner with 'Welcome Home' was hung above the fireplace. It was signed by plenty of friends and family. There was even a handprint that Sam figured to be Scout's.

"Guys!" Sam was very pleasantly surprised.

"We even have cupcakes from Kelly's," Kristina said as she had wiggled her way from out behind Sam and grabbed a box from the coffee table. She opened it and showed Sam, "red velvet, you're favorite."

"Yum!" Sam grabbed the red velvet cupcake, quickly taking a yummy bite into the frosting and then turning to Jason. "Do you want?"

"No, no," he shook his head and shook his hands out in front of him for added emphasis.

"Oh, come on," Sam took a chunk of the cake out and when Jason brought his hands down, she smashed the chunk into Jason's face. Everyone laughed, Molly with her hand in front of her face. "Is it good? I know you have a sweet tooth."

Jason rolled his eyes and wiped off the icing before walking to the kitchen to wash it off.

"Good job honey," Alexis high-fived her daughter.

"Oh!" Molly remembered something, "Danny wrote you a card!" She walked towards the coffee table and grabbed a blue card, handing it to Sam.

"Get well soon, Mommy," Sam read. It touched her heart. As rambunctious as the little 6-year-old was, he also had the biggest and sweetest heart. The two kids were now spending time with Monica at the Quartermaine's as everyone felt it better to let Sam settle in before bringing the kids over.

"I helped him write it. But he did all the drawing himself," Molly explained, looking towards the crudely drawn flowers and hearts.

"Huh?" Sam didn't comprehend.

"Ah, wait a second," Alexis grabbed the iPad from her purse and handed it to Sam. Molly spoke again, this time Sam was able to 'hear'.

"Thank you, Molly. Thank you, everyone," Sam replied and Jason walked back into the living room. Sam put an arm around his waist. "This is all really nice and I wasn't expecting this at all. I don't know where I'd be without all of you, honestly."

"We will be here always. It may be tough in the coming weeks but never once hesitate that any one of us won't be there for you," Alexis replied. "Now, come on, let's get into a group hug." Krissy, Molly, Sam, and Alexis all pulled into a great big Davis girls hug but Alexis felt someone missing.

"Jason, get in here," Alexis demanded.

"Oh no, I'm good. Thank you," Jason took a step back, laughing.

"Girls!" and all four of them skootched closer to Jason, still intertwined with each other. The moment they were close enough, Molly and Kristina pulled on Jason's t-shirt and dragged him in. He reluctantly threw his arms around the group, rolling his eyes once again and then smirked.

"Hmm, better," Sam smiled.