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A Bundle- Chapter 9
"What do you want to do today?" asked Jason, coming up behind Sam and wrapping his arms around her, resting his chin on top of her head. They were in the bedroom, it was the middle of the afternoon but they had just woken up. Sam was looking out the bedroom window, down at the busy street below.
"Lunch!" she replied turning her neck to look up at Jason.
"Lunch?" asked Jason confused.
"Yeah, I'm starving!" admitted Sam, a small smile appearing on her face. "We could get dressed up and go to the Metro Court." She spoke as she turn her around, so that she was now facing him.
Jason made a slight face at the words, "dressed up". But just as he opened his mouth to reply, Sam's cell phone began to ring.
"Hold that thought," whispered Sam as she let out a sigh and walked over to the end table where her cell phone lied. Picking it up, she pressed the phone to her ear, "McCall!"
"Sam, it's your mother. You have to come to the courthouse. The Letts have been in a car accident," stated Alexis. "They died."
"What?" asked Sam, her voice in barely a whisper. "Was Mischa with them?"
"I don't know the details. The judge just phoned me. Please just come!" stated Alexis before hanging up.
As Sam hung up, Jason took a step towards her, sensing something was wrong. "What happened?"
"The Letts were in a car accident, their dead and now my mom wants me to meet her at the courthouse!" spoke Sam slowly, trying to process the news she was just given; a sense of fear and panic spreading through her body.
"What about Mischa?"
"I don't know Jason. Alexis doesn't know. She just told me to get down to the courthouse!" Spoke Sam, she was surprised how calm her voice sounded.
"Then let's go," replied Jason, reaching out and grabbing her hand, gently squeezing it before ushering her out of the room. Neither spoke of Mischa or the fear they were feeling. Neither wanted to jinx it in any way.
Kristina and Chandler stepped off the elevator and ran towards where they found Molly seated on one of the plastic waiting room chairs reading. "Molly," cried out Kristina towards her little sister, who looked up from her book.
"Good you got here!" spoke Molly as she marked her page in her book and closed it, standing up.
"Is there any news?" asked Kristina as she adjusted her purse on her shoulder and locked eyes with her sister.
Molly closed her eyes and shook her head from side to side, "No Mom hasn't phoned me back or anything yet."
"Well we can't just sit here and wait," began Kristina. "We have to go to the courthouse!"
"We can't! First Mom would ground us for sure and 2nd, the nurse is watching me..." her voice trailed off as she looked over her sister's shoulder to the nurse who was standing at the nurse's station. Her head was bend over a patient's chart but Molly knew that she was listening in. "Maybe we should just stay here for a while, Krissy." Suggest Molly looking once again back at her sister.
Kristina looked at her sister for a second before nodding her head. "Okay we will stay for a bit but that's it." She mumbled, she wasn't one for waiting around. The teenage girl then took a seat beside her sister, reaching out and taking one of the magazines off of the coffee table. She began to flip through it carelessly and Chandler took the seat beside her. Her mind was going a mile a minute, a million of questions popping up within.
October 23
"Mom, I am giving her away. I found the perfect family." Spoke chandler to her mother over the breakfast table.
Chandler's mother looked up from the sleeping baby in her arms and over at her daughter. "If you are sure," she spoke in a soft voice, giving her daughter a kind smile. She knew her daughter had more strength within her then she ever did. She knew that her daughter was thinking of the future for not only her but for this sweet little girl.
"I am sure Mommy. I want to give her a life that I know I cannot provide for her. I am only a teenager still. I don't know anything about babies and motherhood. I want more for her. This family that I have chosen to raise my daughter, are good people. They are the perfect match for her," explained Chandler as she stabbed at her eggs with her fork. "I have made up my mind. The papers have been signed, all I have to do is go by the adoption agency on the 25th and give her up."
Chandler's hazel eyes stare over the table towards her mother, who locked eyes with her daughter. Chandler had her mother would had protested at the date being so close, however she did not say a word. Her mother knew her and knew that this was the right chose.
"What will happen to her?" asked Sam towards her mother. They were standing outside the office of the judge. Inside where the social worker, Judy , the police and the DA and the judge discussing Mischa. It turned out that the Letts had no close family members in the city who could take Mischa and there was no undated will stating if in a case of death that Mischa would go to. There was nothing like that. Thus making them, go back to square one.
Alexis explained all this to her daughter. "If the judge cannot come up with a suitable guardian then she will probably be placed into foster care," as she spoke theses words she could feel the protesting of Sam beside her.
"There is no way that is happening!" cried Sam, throwing her hands up in the air, her brown eyes blazing with rage. "There is no way that I am allowing that little girl to be put into the arms of strangers once again! She has been through enough!" Tears filled her eyes and she realized how much she wanted Mischa. She was willing to fight tooth and nail for her. Glancing over her shoulder, she locked eyes with Jason; praying that he felt the same way. That this would not be another Hope incident.
Jason nodded his head at her."Is there any way that we could adopt her?" asked Jason in a quiet voice coming up behind Sam and touching her lightly on the shoulder and looking over at Alexis.
"Well that is really up to the judge to decide. It is all in his hands really now," replied Alexis sadly. She just as much as Sam and Jason wanted to see a happy ending for this little red head girl.
October 25
Chandler looked down once again at the paper in her hand and back up to the door. She had the right apartment. Slipping into the pocket of her jacket, she let out a deep breath before kneeling down in front of the dark paneling of the door. She couldn't believe she was doing this. But it was something that had to be done.
She looked down at the sleeping child as she gently placed her down on the wooden floors of the hallway. This would probably the last time she would be seeing her. She wanted to capture this moment in her mind, making her remember it forever. Brushing away the sudden tears that filled her hazel eyes, Chandler rose to her feet, it was time for her to go.
For a second, she raised her hand to the door as if she was going to knock but quickly thought not too. She didn't want to be seen. It was would all easier if she left in silence. Lowering her hand, she looked down at her sleeping daughter. A smile appearing on her face at the thought of what the future held for this little one. Reaching into the inside of her Jacket, Chandler pulled out an envelope. It contained a simple sentence of when her daughter had been born and what her name was. She had written a page length letter beforehand but had thought against it.
Placing the envelope down beside, her daughter, Chandler quickly left. Her heart was breaking at every step she took...stepping further and further away from her daughter but she knew it was for the better. Stepping into the elevator it was then that Chandler let herself break down into sobs. The quicker she got home, the better.
They arrived at the courthouse just in time to see for themselves what was in store for Mischa's future. Kristina, Molly and Chandler all stood a few feet away from where Sam, Jason and Alexis stood outside of the judge's office. Their backs where towards them, so they did not see the three girls arrive.
"Wait," whispered Kristina harshly at Molly as she reached out and grabbed a hold of her wrist, pulling her back. Molly was about to walk up to their mother and make their present known. But Kristina had stopped her just as the office door opened and everyone stepped out. They all watched in silence as the judge shook hands with Judy the social worker and the police officer. It was then that the judge turned towards where Alexis, Sam and Jason stood waiting.
"What is happening?" heard the three girls Alexis asked, taking a step forwards.
"We found it is in the best interest that Mischa be released into Ms. McCall's and Mr. Morgan's considy, until another home can be arranged," explained the judge, his eyes looking over Alexis's shoulder to where Jason and Sam stood. Both nodded their heads, in agreement.
"Excuse me judge," spoke up Jason after a moment had passed.
"Yes?"
"Me and Sam would like to adopt Mischa," finished Jason, glancing down at Sam for a second before meeting the judge's eye once again.
"Well, I am sure Judy can give you the proper paper work to fill out and such and show you how to go about adopting this little one for yourselves," replied the judge simply before turning on his heel and walking down the hallway.
Jason then turned his attention towards Judy, who smiled at him. "Call me on Monday and we will arrange it all," replied Judy with a smile looking away from Jason and towards Sam. She had seen the two of them with Mischa. As a social worker she wanted the best for the little girl and she believes that they were it. She had seen what foster care could do for a child, how it affected them in the long run, she didn't want that to happen to Mischa. She wished that every child had someone fighting this strongly for them, like Mischa had with Sam and Jason.
Jason gave her a silent nod of the head, thanking her for all her help. He then wrapped his arms around Sam, kissing the back of her neck. His heart raced with excitement, he couldn't believe that they would be getting back the little girl they had fallen in love with.
Tears ran down Sam cheeks, as she looked on at Judy. "Where is she?" asked Sam in a low whisper.
"Mischa is with a police officer and another social worker in the holding room just down the hallway. She was brought to us shortly after we shortly found out about the Letts," replied Judy as she reached out and touched Sam's hand. "She will be here shortly."
Just as she spoke these words; footsteps could be heard approaching. They seemed to turn in slow motion as they looked towards where the social worker and cop where coming down the hallway.
"MAMA!" cried out a small voice.
"Mischa," whispered Sam, tears falling down her cheeks as her eyes fell onto the little girl who was being held in the arms of the police officer. At seeing Sam, Mischa began to squirm in the officer's embrace, fighting to get out.
As Sam took a step forward, pulling away from Jason, the officer and social worker stopped walking and stood just a few feet away from where Sam and the other where.
The officer then bent down and placed Mischa on the floor. The tot who was now 11 months, was a little bigger then Sam had last saw her. Her hair was longer too and up in pigtails on the side of her head. Her hazel eyes sparkled as they fell onto Sam.
"Mama," cried Mischa clapping her hands together as she began them to walk in uneasy steps towards where Sam stood. She had taken her first steps just a few days ago when she had tried walking towards the front door of the Letts' house.
Sam's broke out into a smile of surprise and utter joy as she looked on as Mischa began to walk towards her. Bending down, she opened her arms wide, "That's it Princess, you can do it!" cheered on Sam as Mischa took her last few remaining steps and fell into Sam's arms. Wrapping her arms around Mischa, Sam placed kisses all over the tots face as tears rolled down her cheeks. Hugging the little girl against her chest, Sam rose to her feet.
Chandler stood by and watched at Sam embraced Mischa with love and tenderness, tossing her up into the air and catching her again, making the hallway echo with laughter. A small smile appeared on her face, as sudden tears began to weld up in her eyes. It was then in that moment that she knew that after all those months, she had done the right thing. Her daughter, Mischa was in good hands. This was the family she had wanted her daughter to have, she thought as she watched as Jason came over and embraced Sam and Mischa, wrapping his strong arms around both of his girls.
A bundle of joy that is what Chandler felt. Her heart swelling with happiness as she continued to watch the family reunion.
The End
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