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A/N: I would like to say thank you to all my readers such as NikkiFoxy86, princessinfinityunity, and TalonNight for all your reviews. You guys are awesome. Luv u all. As for the song I wrote in Chapter 5, please don't try to steal it otherwise I'll be sad. Anyway, here it is. The final chapter.
Chapter 7: New Beginnings and A New Life.
Christmas Day
Samantha's POV
Everything had changed so much since the whole Victor Sweet tragedy had ended. Dad's old manager, Clinton, from the auto shop, where he met my mom, gave him his old job back. Two weeks later, Clinton had passed and left all his money and auto shop to Dad. I couldn't have been more happy for my Dad. Jerry's dream came true when the city decided to give him his loans he needed to start his construction business. He was doing so good it made Home Depot and Do It Best look like . He successfully paid back all his loans and was able to provide for his family without any problems. Angel found a job outside the city as a lumberjack. In my opinion, he needed something to do other than lounging around the house. With the money he earned, he worked up the nerve to buy an engagement ring. Yep, in a few months the Mercer family was going to be even more loca than it was already.
As for me, I was now two months pregnant and starting to show. Of course, my aunts, uncles and father wouldn't let me help around the house and expected me to stay sitting down and making sure I got plenty to eat which was never enough. Hey, it's hard to get full when you're eating for two.
I tried to lift the 24 pack of soda for the dinner. "Holy shit, this is heavy."
"Samantha Mercer, if you don't put that box down right now, I'm gonna tie your little booty to that sofa." Dad said as he took the box from me and put it on the table. "I don't want you straining yourself while your carrying the kid inside you."
I groaned in protest. "I'm tired of sitting down. You guys can't just keep stopping me from doing anything. Eventually, I'm gonna get bored."
"I don't know about that. Why don't you go upstairs and see what the family got you?" He smirked.
I was nervous now. "Dad, what did you do?"
"Just hold onto my arm, Sammy, and we'll show you." Sofi said as she put one arm around my waist.
Camille covered my eyes. "No peeking either." In a few minutes after listening to annoying instructions to take each step upstairs Camille opened my eyes and I saw my Christmas gift.
"Oh, my God." I said as I walked around the room that had been painted a light purple color, with a closet full of clothes and a bed for me. I started tearing up even more when I saw a crib, changing table and small dresser drawer full of baby clothes with a picture of Chase sitting on top of it.
"What do you think, youngblood?" Angel asked me from behind.
Jerry smiled. "Do you like it, baby girl?"
I turned around and ran into my Dad's arms. "I love it." I started sobbing as I looked at Chase's picture. "I just wish he was here to see this. Could I have a minute alone, please?"
"Sure, Sammy. Take as long as you need." Sofi said as she hugged me and led everyone downstairs.
I pull open one of the drawers and pull out a fluffy blue onesie and held it against my cheek as I sat down in the rocking chair next to my bed. I put the onesie on my baby bump as I continued to sob. I was about to go downstairs when I heard the rocking chair move.
"Samantha." I turned and there was Grandma Evelyn. "You look so beautiful with that baby glow of yours."
"Grandma?"
I heard a male chuckle. "C'mon, Ma. Sammy is our beautiful baby girl no matter what." Uncle Jack said as he leaned up against the closet.
"I know. Our baby is gonna be just as beautiful as she is. I helped make sure of that." And then Chase was right there in front of me enveloping me in his arms, making me cry tears of joy. "I miss you, too, babe."
"I shouldn't have made you promise to come down."
Grandma took my hand. "Sweetheart, you had no way of knowing that would happen."
"Take care of this baby, too, Sammy." Chase said, "That way, you'll always have a part of me and you'll never be alone."
Jack smiled down at me. "And take care of the family. Especially your dad. You know he has a tendency of being a hot head."
I hugged them all. "I will." Just before they could vanish I grabbed Chase's hand. "Where are you guys going now?"
"We're going to a place where we can watch over you, your family and our son grow up." He said before giving me one last kiss. I hugged them all one by one as they had vanished into thin air.
"I love you all."
"We love you too." And with that they were gone. And for the first time in forever I felt at peace now.
"Everything okay, baby girl?" He asked leaning against the doorway.
I nodded in response. "Yeah." I answered looking back at the places where Evelyn, Jack and Chase were standing. "I'm okay now."
One Year Later
I woke up around six thirty in the morning and went over to the crib as soon as my baby boy, Aiden, woke up crying, letting me know he was hungry. Since the day I gave birth to my Aiden I have been nothing but happy. He was my little pride and joy, even at almost four months old. He had my brown eyes, smile and had Chase's black hair with a cute chubby face to match.
I smiled down at my son. "Good morning, baby boy." I whispered. "I guess you don't want to sleep anymore, do you? That's okay because Momma wanted to spend time with you this morning."
He smiled a little toothless smile as he reached up and pulled on a strand of my hair. It was the cutest thing I ever saw. I couldn't stop myself from kissing his chubby little cheeks as we went downstairs so I could make his bottle.
"Morning, Sammy. How's my grandson doing?" My dad asked as he stepped into the kitchen amd he kissed my forehead. I let him hold Aiden to feed him. "Hey, little man. You excited to cheer for grandpa today while he's kicking butt on the ice?"
"He probably won't even be awake by the time the hockey match starts, Dad."
"Hey, don't jinx it for me. The baby's my good luck charm."
"Dad, my son is not a trinket for your amusment." I playfully scolded.
After breakfast, I changed Aiden into some proper winter clothing to keep him warm enough for the game. I got changed afterwards then had Dad help get Aiden into the carseat and put the carseat inside the new car we got. A few hours later the hockey game was getting heated as I watched from where I sat on the sidelines with Aiden on my lap.
"Yay, Grandpa! Yay, uncles!" I cheered as I gently raised Aiden's little arms to make it look like he was cheering. "Kick their butts!"
"And this game was owned by the Mercers!" Angel shouted out, swinging the and hitting the hockey puck into the net, winning the game. "That shot was for you and your Mommy, Aiden!"
I got up and put Aiden in his baby carrier as we both were embraced by our victors. "I think we should get back to the house before my baby freezes." I suggested. We picked up my cousins, Daniela and Amelia from school around 3:30 then headed back home
Back at the house Sofi and Camille were getting a whole feast prepared for Thanksgiving dinner while the men of the house, my cousins and I were watching a basketball game going on the television. All my cousins wanted to do was play with my baby boy who only drooled and giggled as the little girls made funny faces to make him smile.
"Why can't he play with us yet, Cousin Sammy?" Danielle asked as she sat on my lap.
"Right now, sweetheart, he is too little to even know how to play with big girls like you and Amelia. Until he's almost a year old, the only thing he can do is sleep, eat and poop. But that's okay, right?"
"Okay, Cousin Sammy." Amelia said as she went back to playing with her dolls with Daniela.
Finally after almost three hours, Camille stepped into the living room. "All right, everybody, it's time to eat!"
"A little to eat." Jerry said as took his daughter hands and led them to the kitchen as the rest of us followed and we each took our seats. Dad poured himself a drink and signaled for everyone to stand up and hold hands to say grace.
He cleared his throat. "Father in heaven, we thank you for this day. Thank you for this food we're about to receive. But most of all Lord, we also like to thank you giving us a new member of our family. Bless him and his mother and thank you for bringing us together to enjoy this holiday as a family. Amen."
Once everyone had finished their dinner, Jerry and Camille took the girls home after they had fallen asleep from a food coma. Angel and Sofi had gone upstairs to get some sleep. I stayed downstairs to help clean up a bit while Dad took Aiden to change him into his pajamas.
I saw Grandma sitting at the head of the table, knitting. "You are a such a good girl, Samantha. Always there to lend a hand to help." She smiled at me. "I bet little Aidy's gonna turn out just fine with such a good momma around."
"Yeah. I did learn from the best woman around." I said.
"Sammy, baby, what do you feed this ki-?" He paused as he looked in the direction I saw Evelyn. "Ma?"
I was in shock. "You can see her?" He nodded and I was so glad he did. He appraoched me holding Aiden in one arm, his other arm around my waist.
She laughed softly. "Oh, it's so good to see you back home and holding my beautiful grandchild and a new baby in your arms, son. You and Sammy thinking of sticking around?"
He smiled a rare smile. "Sure are, Ma. We sure are."
After our little visit, Evelyn vanished once again. Dad and I headed upstairs once Aiden had fallen asleep. He put the baby on my bed gently, then hugged me.
"Good night, Sammy. Daddy loves you."
"Love you, too, Dad." I whispered. "Good night."
I turned the nightlight on then shut off the bedroom lights and climbed into bed with my baby and kissed his plump little cheek. "Mommy loves you, Aiden. And I'll always will."
I closed my eyes but I couldn't sleep until I realized why. I slowly got out of bed with Aiden, crept across the hall towards Dad's room then crawled into bed with him. Dad made room for the baby in the middle. I slept on the other side of the bed holding Aiden in my arms while Dad had both of us wrapped in his arms. He kissed me on the forehead then went back to sleep. Our little father-daught moment reminded me of a memory my grandma had about a man she knew, who had a baby girl he would hold to protect her while he slept. That man was my father, Bobby Mercer. The baby being me.
A/N: And this, sadly is where the curtain falls on the Samantha Mercer story. I hope you all enjoyed it and I look forward to any reviews or ideas of other movies you would like me to do. I love you all and I thank you for supporting me all the way. Please review with sugar on top. XOXO
