--Twenty Seven--

--Doctor Appointments--

It was a Wednesday morning. Samantha found out from Lily that Bart's funeral was going to be that Friday. She still hasn't heard from Chuck and she's worried about him. Samantha couldn't stay in bed anymore, because she had to make a doctor's appointment for the baby and finish her sessions with a new looney doctor.

She took a shower and got dressed then wore: Stretchy black pants, a grey t-shirt, and grey Chucks. She grabbed her purse, threw everything she needed in it, then got into the elevator, and walked out of the building to her limo.

"Hello... Miss Dawson." Marty said opening the door.

"Hi, Marty." she smiled.

"Where to?"

"There's a doctor's office in Brooklyn. I need to make a baby appointment."

"Okay." Samantha got in, Marty shut the door, got in the driver seat, and drove off. "I know which one... we'll be there in a flash."

"That's fine."

"I'm so glad you're back."

"I know, but I've been beginning to think that it was a mistake to come back."

"No... everything will be okay, Miss Dawson."

"I hope so."

Marty got there in ten minutes and said "Here we are."

Samantha looked out the window and said "Yeah... this is the same one I went to when I was little." she got out of the limo with her purse. "I don't know how long I'm going to be, there will be two different appointments."

"It's okay... I'll be right here waiting." he smiled at her.

"Thanks, Marty." then she walked into the building. She looked at the directory and saw that she can do both appointments in one building. She went to the women's clinic first. She filled out her information, then waited for her turn.

Five minutes later, a nurse opened the door, and said "Samantha Dawson?"

She stood up and said "That's me."

"Okay... come on back." Samantha followed her into the hallway.

The nurse had Samantha step on the scale to get her weight and height, she had Samantha pee in the little cup, and then the nurse had her sitting in the exam room to wait for the doctor.

Samantha checked her cell phone and saw she had a bunch of texts and a bunch of missed calls. As she was deleting them, two doctors walked in. She put her phone away and smiled. One was tall with dark hair and the other was short with reddish hair.

They looked at her chart, and the tall, dark haired one said "Hello... my name is: James Carter and this is: Ryan Morris."

"I'm Samantha Dawson."

"We're your doctors." said Dr. Morris.

"I get two doctors?"

"Yeah... you usually only get one, but Morris will be your regular doctor and I'll be delivering your baby."

"Oh... okay." she nodded.

"I'll be right back." then Dr. Morris walked out of the room.

"Morris is going to get the ultrasound machine... but until then, how are you?"

"I'm okay."

"Is there anyone here with you?"

"No. It's just me." she frowned.

"Okay." Dr. Morris came back with the ultrasound machine, then he dimmed the lights. "Lay back and I'll be exposing your belly. Have you had an ultrasound before?"

"No, I haven't."

"Okay... I'll put the goo and use the wand to look around in there." he flipped the switch and put the goo on. "Here we go." he put the wand to her belly and started looking around on the screen.

"Wow..." Samantha said amazed. "What's that thumping noise?"

"The baby's heartbeat." said Dr. Morris.

"Really?"

"Uh-huh." Dr. Carter started. "Everything looks really good, the baby is healthy and growing the way it should. I'm going to take some scans for you, so you can take them home."

"Cool." she smiled.

Dr. Carter printed out five of the sonograms for Samantha, then he turned off the machine, and cleaned up the goo. He got up and turned on the light. "Okay, Samantha... everything looks good. Come back in a month or month and a half, so we can see what you're having."

She sat up, smiled, and said "Okay." Dr. Carter gave her the sonograms. "Thank you."

"Your welcome." Dr. Carter smiled.

"Congrats, by the way." said Dr. Morris. "And if you need me or Dr. Carter... we'll leave our numbers for you to call us."

Samantha thought that it was weird, but smiled and said "Okay."

Dr. Morris put both of their numbers on a business card, gave it to Samantha, and said "If you have any pains or if you think you might be in labor... let us know."

She nodded and said "Okay."

"It was nice meeting you." Dr. Carter smiled.

"And we'll see you later." said Dr. Morris.

"Okay... thanks guys." then they walked out of the room.

Samantha put the card and the sonograms in her purse, thinking how nice her new doctors are. She fixed her clothes then walked out of the office. She went back over to the directory and found the psychiatrist office up on the top floor. Samantha went into the elevator and pressed the number four button.

The doors opened and Samantha walked out, then walked into the office. She went up to the window, and the lady pulled out a clipboard, and said "Fill this out and give it back to me."

She took it and said "Okay."

"When I get it back... it won't be that long of a wait, he's not seeing anyone right now."

Samantha nodded and said "Okay, thanks." then she sat down and filled out the paper work. Five minutes later, she gave it back to the secretary. "Here you go."

"Thanks... Doctor Jackson, will be right with you."

Samantha nodded, then sat back down in her seat. Ten minutes later, the door opened and Samantha looked up. The guy had the chart in his hand and said "Are you Samantha?"

"Uh... yeah."

"Hello... my name is: Dylan Jackson."

"Um..." she couldn't speak, her looney doctor was hot.

"Why don't you come on back?" she nodded, then followed him to his office. He sat down in his chair, and instructed Samantha to sit down on the couch. He looked over her chart a little more. "Okay... Miss Dawson, what can I do for you?"

"Well... I was supposed to see a psychiatrist here, in New York, but I lived in Massachusetts. I was going to school there, something happened and I took off to California, I've been gone for three months, and I have only been to one session."

"Okay... what we're going to do is." he paused to think. "We're going to start from the beginning and work our way to the present."

"Okay... that's fine." she nodded.

"How many days a week do I get you?"

"It was supposed to be two days out of the week."

"Okay... how about you come and see me." he looked at a calendar. "Every... Sundays, Tuesdays, and Thursdays for two hours?"

"You work on the weekend?" she asked, giving him a funny look.

"Not usually... but for you, yes." he put her chart on his lap. "So, what do you say?"

"Okay... sure."

"Good. We can do a little today, but we'll officially start our sessions this Sunday."

"Okay." she nodded.

For the next couple of hours, Samantha was talking about what's going on right now with her, the people in her life, a little bit of her childhood and that is as far as they got. Dr. Jackson was writing all of it down in his little notebook. When the session was over, Samantha told Dr. Jackson 'goodbye' then Marty took her back to her place.

She walked into an empty and cold room as she stepped off the elevator. She really needed Chuck, but everytime she'd try and call him, it went straight to his voicemail. She went into her room and laid down on her bed, staring at the sonograms of her and Chuck's baby.

A little bit later, Samantha was tired. She got into her comfortable pajamas and watched TV. A few minutes later, her phone rang.

"Hello?" she said.

"Hey, Samantha."

She smiled and said "Hi, Jax."

"I just wanted to call you and see if you're okay. How is everything?"

"I really don't know... so much has happened since I've been back."

"Like what?"

"There was a party for my home coming, Chuck went missing, his father died in a car accident, me and him got into a fight, he went missing again, and I finally saw my looney doctor."

"Alright... but, are you okay?"

"Yeah... I guess. The only good thing right now is... the baby is healthy and growing the way it should be."

"That's good. Have you told him."

"No... I haven't had the chance to."

"But, you will tell him?"

"Yeah... after the funeral, after all that mess."

"You know, I still worry about you."

"I know, Jax."

"And." he paused. "I still love you."

"I know and I still care and love you too, but..."

"You're in love with Chuck." Samantha didn't say anything. "It's okay... no matter who you're with, whenever you need me... I'll be there for you."

"Really?"

"Yeah... just give me a call and I'll be right there."

"Thank you, Jax."

"No, problem. I'll talk to you later."

"Okay."

"Don't forget... if you need me, call me. I don't care what time."

"I will, Jax... thanks."

"Okay... goodbye, Sam."

"Bye, Jax." then she hung up the phone. She put her phone on the charger, then watched TV, until she fell asleep.