A/N: Hey Peeps? No love?? I made a crazy twist to this story. Drama! Drama! Drama! Just wait and see! Enjoy and as always R&R!

--Thirty Six--

--On the Road Again--

As Samantha was driving, she pulled out her phone, scrolled to the 'T's, and called Tyler. She sat there waiting for him to answer it. Tyler picked it up on the third ring.

"Hello?"

"Hey, Tyler."

"Hey, Sam... what's up?"

"Well... I'm on my way over there."

"To Ipswich?"

"Why?"

"Nate hasn't talked to you?"

"No."

"Oh... okay." she paused. "There's a slight problem and I need to talk to you."

"Can you tell me on the phone?"

"Actually... I can't."

"Listening ears?"

She looked over at Jax, who was looking out the window, and said "Exactly."

"Okay... did you know that your dorm still stands?"

"Seriously?"

"Yeah."

"Why?"

"Reid sleeps in there."

"Oh."

"So... when do you think you'll be here?"

"I'm guessing within the next five hours."

"Okay. Let me know when you get close and I'll meet you."

"All right, bye Tyler."

"Bye, Sam." then she hung up her phone and put it on her lap.

"Is everything okay?" Jax asked.

"Kind of." she replied. "I just need to talk to them."

Jax nodded and said "Okay."

A few hours later, Samantha kept one hand on the wheel and the other one on her side. "Ow." she whispered.

Jax looked over and said "Are you okay?"

"Yeah, she... um, is kicking me way more than usual."

"Oh... how often does she kick you?"

"Lately, it's been a lot and in random places. But, usually she kicks to music or the sound of certain people's voices."

"Like who?"

"When she hears Nate, Serena, Blair, Rufus, and even Marty. Basically everyone I'm always around, except for Chuck."

"Really?"

"Yeah, babies in the womb can hear their surroundings and grow accustomed to voices or sounds." Jax nodded. "Like, you see or hear that some parents put headphones on the woman's belly, with classical music or whatever?"

"Yeah."

"It's because the babies can hear it." Jax just nodded and sighed, looking out the window. "Jax, what's wrong?" he didn't respond. "Jax..."

He turned to look at her and said "What?"

"What's wrong?"

"Well." he started. "It's something, I've been trying to talk to you about."

"Okay, what is it?"

"Now, remember... I don't blame you."

"Okay." Samantha nodded, not knowing where he was going with this.

"But, first... pull over."

"Pull over?"

"Yeah, over to the side."

She nodded, then carefully eased her way to the shoulder, turning on her hazard lights, and putting the car in park. She looked over at him and said "What is it?"

Jax took a deep breath and said "I know." he glanced down at her stomach, then looked back up at her eyes. "About the miscarriage." Samantha's jaw dropped, then she put her head down as the tears were rolling. "I found the discharge papers you got from the hospital, that confirmed you had a miscarriage." he paused. "Why couldn't you come to me about it?"

"I'm..." she started, crying and struggling to look at him.

He rested his hand on her thigh and said "Sam, I'm not mad or upset with you at all."

"I didn't even know I was pregnant, when we went to Coney Island, and rode all the rollercoasters." she said, shaking her head.

"It's not your fault."

After about a minute, she finally looked up at him, and said "I'm so sorry, Jax... I'm sorry."

He pulled her into his arms, giving her a hug, and said "It's okay." she was sobbing more. "Don't be sorry. It just wasn't meant to be, I guess. Listen Sam, I'm not mad. No matter what has or had happened, I still love you... no matter what, okay?" she nodded into his chest. "And I'm still going to love you the same way I have been, that will never change."

She backed up to look at him and said "I'm sorry."

He wiped her tears away with his thumbs and said "Don't be... things happen and in case you're wondering, I don't hate you. I can't. I love you."

She knew he was telling the truth, so she nodded, and gave him another hug. After a half an hour, she calmed down, and looked over at Jax. "I'm hungry."

He giggled and said "I figured you would be, let's find something to eat."

Samantha started her car and carefully eased her way back onto the freeway, just to get off at the next exit. About a mile away from the freeway, she found a Burger King and pulled in. As parked her car and turned the car off, her phone rang. She grabbed it and saw who it was. She wasn't sure if she wanted to answer it, but she did anyway and pressed the talk button.

"What do you want, Chuck?"

"To talk to you."

"Well, I don't want to talk to you." she could tell by the look on Jax's face, that he was pissed. She grabbed her purse and got out of her car, then leaned her back up against the door. "You already said what you had to say at the hospital and I heard what you said at my place. I don't want to hear anymore, Chuck... I'm done."

"Look, can you hear me out one more time?"

"You have two minutes."

"I'm sorry for everything I did to you and everything I have said to you. I pushed you away, when we both needed each other and I'm sorry for that. And what I told Blair and Nate... I was drunk and I said it out of anger. I already told you that I wouldn't bother your friends in Massachusetts and I swear, I'd never try and take our daughter away from you."

"Chuck..."

"Sam... give me another chance to prove myself to you."

"I don't know, Chuck. You've hurt me over and over. I don't now how much more I can take."

"Can you come over my place, so we can talk about this. Where are you?"

"Running some errands." she lied.

"When will you be back?"

"Don't know... sometime tonight."

"Will you let me know when you'll be home?"

"Chuck... you need to give me some time to think about this, a few days or a week, or something."

"That's fine."

"Okay." she paused. "Bye, Chuck." then she hung up her phone and put it in her pocket. By the sound of Chuck's voice, she could tell he was being sincere and telling the truth.

"What'd he want?" Jax asked, walking up to her.

"To talk."

"Are you?"

"I don't know, I..."

"You can't talk to him by yourself."

"I'll be fine." she said, as he looked at her with disbelief.

"Sam, he grabbed your arm."

She looked at him with a serious look on her face and said "I know." she put her hand on his cheek. "I know, you don't trust him... but can you trust me?" it took him a few seconds, but he finally nodded. "Okay, but I'm still going to talk to Tyler and the guys, just in case."

"What do you mean... just in case?"

"Well... Chuck told me, he was drunk and upset when he said all of that dumb shit and he's not going to go through with it. But, either way... I miss my buddies, even though I seen them yesterday." she paused to think. "I actually miss my TV." she said, as she giggled to herself.

"All right, fine." he sighed.

"Thank you." she smiled, making him smile. "Now, I'm hungry."

He laughed and said "Come on." then they walked into Burger King to eat.