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A Bundle- Chapter 8

Sam was not there, curled up to his side like he had fallen asleep too. Fussing his brows together in the dark, Jason sighed. This was not the first time this had happened since Mischa had left their lives. It had been about six to seven weeks and Sam was still not over it, neither was he but he put on a brave face for her. Who he worried about. He had seen Sam self destruct time and time again, first with the death of her daughter then with giving up Hope, another little girl they had taken in and then after her brother's death and then after the entire fall out of them. He didn't like seeing her like this and feared it was happening again. Sometimes he just found Sam sitting in the nursery, rocking back and forth in the rocking chair that was still left in the room, all the other stuff had been moved back into storage. Another he had found Sam in the kitchen, a place she was hardly in, scrubbing away at an visible mess on the tiled floor. When he had explained all this to Carly, she had told him that it sounded like Sam was nesting in away. He had told her she was crazy.

Wondering where She had gone off too this time? Jason slowly rolled out of bed, only wearing a pair of faded blue boxers, he reached out and pulled on a pair of sweat pants as he made his way out of the room. Closing the door behind him, He looked across to the nursery. The door was slightly a jarred, a single yellow line of light was bursting thought the crack of it and down the hallway. Stopping a few feet from where he stood.

He walked towards the light, pushing open the door to find Sam, moving a dresser into the middle of the room where other furniture was, She was too focused on her task to notice him watching her. There were old sheets spread out on the floor, covering every inch of the room.

Jason then watched Sam as she bent over a can of paint, pouring it into a tray. The paint was left over from when Sam had decided that the bathroom needed a new paint job, it was a pale blue colour, the colour of the ocean Sam had told him.

He couldn't help but smile at the sight of her, her hair was up in a messy bun. She was wearing only one of his black t-shirts, which came down mid thigh, just covering the curve of her ass.

Dipping the roller into the paint, she looked up to see him smiling at her.

"What?" she shrugged, meeting his eye.

"Nothing," he replied back with a shrug. He was leaning against the frame of the door, arms across over his chest. "Just wondering what you are doing?" he asked.

"What's it look like!" she replied as she applied the roller onto the white primed wall, "I am painting!"

"I can see that," replied Jason stepping into the room. "But why now Sam?" he asked moving closer to her. Sam was not looking at him but concentrating on her painting job.

"I couldn't sleep," she shrugged, quickly looking over her shoulder at him before returning back to her task.

Jason watched her for a few minutes as she continued to paint the walls of the nursery, he knew better then to stop her. However, he didn't feel right leaving her here like this alone. Slowing moving towards her, he made his way further into the room.

"Can I help?" he asked as he picked up a paint brush and dipped it into the tray.

Sam looked over her shoulder at him and smiled, "I thought you would never ask!"


October 18

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It was a month since her little girl had been born and she was back in Port Charles. Chandler had told her mom that she had wanted to go back...that she had found a family to adopt her baby. Her mom had agreed to this, knowing that this was what her daughter wanted and didn't want to argue.

Now Chandler sat in the back of her fourth period English class, brainstorming a plan on how to get the person she wanted to raise her daughter, attention. She had thought about just going up to her and handing over the baby but that would just rise to many eyebrows and questions. She didn't want the person to know that she was the mother. It had to be anonymous. But how could you do that with a baby? Asked Chandler to herself. She knew she had to think of something soon and quick too before the baby got to old.

There were so many people she wanted to tell about the baby, including Kristina but knew she couldn't. Because if she did, her plan would be ruined. So instead she kept things quiet.


"How's your sister doing?" asked Chandler towards Kristina. They were seated outside of Kelly's sharing a ice-cream sundae. It was the beginning of August and burning hot.

"I don't really know," admitted Kristina at her friend as she skimmed the top of the ice-cream off with her spoon. "I haven't really seen Sam since she had given up Mischa and plus she doesn't like talking about it...well at least not to me that is!"

"That's sad that she couldn't keep the baby," replied Chandler, taking a sip from her coke. Kristina had told her all about the baby and how it had arrived mysteristly on Sam's door step, like a gift from god or something. She had told her how she thought that her sister would make such a good mother and should have kept the baby, saying this might be her only chance. But of course Sam had other ideas. She didn't believe her life was fit for a baby and her chance for motherhood had come and gone. "But at least the family that she gave it too where good people!"

"Yeah, I never met them but what I have read of their file...which I wasn't suppose to do but hey when my mom leaves it open on the kitchen table it's fair game. Plus my mom seemed to really like them...which is saying something!" cried Kristina a smile appearing on her face. Making both girls laugh. "I just want my sister too be happy and she was really happy with that baby!" added Kristina quietly, her eyes falling onto the table.

"I'm sure everything will work out," spoke Chandler comfortably, reaching out and taking her friends hand in hers and giving it a squeeze.

Kristina looked up at this and smile at her friend. She was happy that she was back. "Your right!"

Just then Kristina's cell phone began to ring within her purse.

"Hold on," she spoke as towards Chandler as she reached into her purse and pressed talk on the phone.

"Hello?"

"Krissy, you need to come down to General Hospital now!"

"Molly? What happened?" asked Kristina with panic. "Are you hurt? Is Mom? Is Sam?"

"No no, everyone is alright!" reassured Molly on the other line. "Well maybe not the Letts."

"What about the Letts?" asked Kristina with confusion.

"Well they were in a car accident this morning; they were hit front on by a drunk driver. Their dead, Kristina," added Molly in a quiet voice.

A million thoughts raced through Kristina's mind at this news. "what do you mean their dead?"

"Their dead...no longer living," explained Molly.

"I know what their 'dead' means Molly!" snapped Kristina into the phone. "What happened to the baby?" she hoped that her little sister wouldn't say that she died too. She couldn't deal with imaging that beautiful baby girl lying still.

"Mischa is alive. She was with the babysitters when the accident had happened." Explained Molly as she listened to her sister sigh out in relief at hearing that the little girl was alright.

"But what does this mean? Who gets Mischa now?" asked Kristina.

"that's the thing, I don't know. After hearing the news that the Letts had been rushing to General Hospital, Mom had driven here, with me like a crazy women and then the social worker and judge arrived and police too. They are all at the courthouse , trying to figure out what to do next. I was just told to sit like a good little girl in the waiting room, Mom got some nurse to look after me but I thought you would have wanted to know!" explained Molly to her sister.

"Is Sam and Jason there?" asked Kristina.

"Yeah, they were the first ones to be called. They are down in the courthouse too!" replied Molly.

"Okay, well I am leaving now, so I will be there in a few," replied Kristina as she got to her feet. "and Molly,"

"Yeah?"

"Thanks for calling me!" added Kristina before closing shut her phone and looking over at Chandler.

"Come on, we are going to GH!" She spoke to her friend, as she slugged her purse over her shoulder. "I will tell you the whole story on the way there!"

Nodding her head at this, Chandler rose to her feet and followed Kristina.


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