A/N: This isn't very long, but that's okay. Someone had asked for another update for this story so I decided to write one. This chapter has no Brooke or baby Seth, just Sam and Julian. I hope that is okay with everyone.

Plenty more to come.

Chapter Ten: Not Stupid

Julian walks into Sam's room and opens the curtains.

"Get up Samantha!"

Sam groans into her pillow and faced the opposite direction. The sun was too much right now. Julian looks at Sam again and sighs. He grabs Sam's blankets and pulls them off of the bed. Sam sighs and sits up in bed, her hair going in every direction.

"What the hell?"

Julian raises an eyebrow and just stands looking at Sam. He had enough of her attitude, but at the moment that wasn't the point.

"You and I are going to hang out today while your mom stays with your brother."

Sam glares at gets up and heads to the bathroom.

"He's not my brother," she mutters on her way out of her room.

Julian sighs sadly. He knew Sam had some issues, but apparently it was deeper than he or Brooke even realized.

-Life of Samantha Davis-

"I'm fine. I don't know why we have to hang out anyway," Sam says as she grumbles in the car. They had been driving for fifteen minutes already and Sam had no idea where she was going, not like she cared though.

"You may be fine, but I'm not. I missed my Sampson time and this is going to make up for that."

"Whatever," Sam says as she closes her eyes. She already hated this day.

Fifteen more minutes later of silence, Julian pulls into an abandoned parking lot and shuts off the car. Sam opens her eyes and looks around.

"Are you going to murder me?" Sam questions.

Julian laughs and shakes his head.

"No, get out of the car. I want to show you something."

Sam does as she is told, reluctantly. She had no idea what was going on, but on some level she knew she could trust him.

Sam and Julian begin walking to the abandoned building. The door was unlocked so the two just walked in.

"What is this place?"

"It's mine if that's what you meant. I bought it a few weeks ago."

Sam turns to Julian, a surprised look on her face.

"What are you going to do with it?"

"I figured we could use a production company in Tree Hill," Julian starts walking around the big room. "I love producing and directing. That was always my dream, to make it big in the world and then I met Brooke and suddenly my dream changed because I hadn't just met Brooke, I met a sarcastic teenage girl that saw as my daughter, right away. Suddenly my dreams about making it big didn't seem to matter anymore. What was important to me was to be a loving boyfriend and a great father figure to you."

Sam turns away from Julian and walks over to the window.

"I don't want to talk anymore."

"That's too bad Sam because I'm not done talking. You are going to listen."

Sam turned to Julian surprised at the tone that he used because he had never been strict with her at all.

"What the hell is going on with you?"

"I don't want to talk about it Julian."

"I'm not a stupid guy Samantha. I actually think I'm rather intelligent, but maybe you can explain to me why my daughter came home high last night."

Sam stopped all movement at his words. She honestly thought she had gotten away with it. Sam just closes her eyes and waits for Julian to speak again.

Julian sees Sam's demeanor and he knew she wasn't going to explain anything and that was fine, for now, but eventually he was going to want an answer.

"Fine, don't tell me now, but you will if you want some semblance of a life. I'm not going to mention it to your mother, but from now on you follow the rules. Do you understand me?"

Sam opens her eyes and nods her head.

"Good, now I just have one more question, are you in trouble?" Julian asks softly scared of what Sam might say.

"No," Sam whispers. She wasn't addicted to drugs, but that didn't mean she wanted to stop.