Ch 37
Kane pulled the truck into the driveway a little after midnight seeing Undertaker's truck parked in front of the house. Kane slowly ran his fingers along Samantha's neck trying to wake her. She nestled closer to him not wanting to open her eyes savoring the warmth of his body.
"Sweetheart, we are home," Kane gently nudged her. Samantha opened her eyes feeling dazed for a moment. She looked in the back seeing Jessica was sound asleep. "I'll carry her in."
"Okay Hun," Samantha wrapped his coat around herself opening the truck door seeing their house was already illuminated. She was about to ask Kane if they left lights on till she saw Sara open the front door.
"Hi, I hope you don't mind Mark and I decided to use the spare key and get Jessica's room ready for her," Sara smiled.
"Her room ready?"
"Yeah, we did the best we could on such short notice," Sara tugged Samantha to the fourth bedroom that was being used as storage. "Mark and I put all the boxes in the garage," Sara opened the door revealing the twin bed with a frill canopy top surrounded by stuffed animals and toys.
"Thank you so much for doing this," Samantha hugged Sara as Kane entered the room carrying Jessica. He put her down on the bed moving back so Samantha could take her coat off and cover her with the blankets.
"Kane, she looks just like you," Sara marveled at the little girl.
"She has gotten so big," Mark's voice filled the room as he came in staring down at his niece with tears in his eyes. "The last time I saw her she was a tiny little thing now look at her. I've missed so much time with her." Jessica stirred for a moment opening her green eyes looking at her uncle with no fear for a minute before drifting back off to sleep.
"We better let her sleep," Kane ushered everyone at of the room. "I have to go unload her things."
"I'll help you," Taker followed Kane.
"Where is Susan?" Samantha asked.
"We set up her portable crib in the room next to your bedroom I hope you don't mind. We were making so much noise moving the boxes I didn't want to wake her up," Sara said as Samantha slowly walked towards the room she was thinking of turning into a nursery. Sara quietly followed her watching Samantha's eyes fill with tears as she entered the room thinking of the baby inside of her. She looked down at Susan sleeping in her crib.
"Sami, Mark told me about the baby," Sara softly said not wanting to take the chance of Kane hearing. "Are you feeling okay?"
"Yes," Samantha ran her hands to her stomach. "Sara, what am I going to do if this is Dave's baby?"
"Don't think about that now, you will deal with it when the time comes. The important thing is you have to tell Kane about the baby soon," Sara shut the door over keeping her voice in a hush tone.
"No, not with all that is going on right now. Sara, its killing me not telling him but telling him could be even worse," Samantha felt the confusion consuming her. "I keep praying it's not Dave's baby."
"I hate to say this but you're making a huge mistake right now by not telling Kane. There is no way you'll know for sure who the father is till a paternity test is done after the baby is born. Why torture yourself now. Just tell Kane and start dealing with it. Even if it is Dave's baby you should know Kane will still love you and the baby," Sara stared in Samantha's eyes.
"I know you're right but I just can't tell him. I swear I will tell him after Hunter's wedding and Jessica is settled in," Samantha wanted things to be more peaceful when she told him.
"Ok Sami, if you need to talk anytime about all of this just call."
"Thank you, we should check on Kane and Taker see if they need any help," Samantha opened the door hearing the men talking quietly in the kitchen.
"Everything is in. I'll return the truck in the morning," Kane looked exhausted as he wrapped his arms around Samantha resting his head on her shoulder.
"I can follow you up to drop it off," Taker volunteered realizing Samantha would be busy with Jessica.
"It's so late and Susan is sleeping peacefully, why don't you two just stay here for the night? You can stay in our bedroom so you're closer to Susan. We will stay in the other bedroom," Sami looked from Mark to Sara.
"Sounds good to me that way we will be here to help if Jessica becomes a handful," Taker yawned looking at Sara who nodded in agreement. "The best part is I'll be able to see Jessica first thing in the morning and start catching up with her."
"You can try Taker but just get used to her silence quickly. We better turn in because Jessica will probably be up around 7," Kane gently tugged Samantha remembered Ivy telling him Jessica was on a schedule of getting up at 7 and having breakfast at 8.
"Good night Mark and Sara. Thank you again for all your help. If you need anything just let us know," Samantha said letting Kane pull her towards the bedroom. They stopped near Jessica's room peeking in to see she was still sleeping peaceful.
Samantha was awoken in the morning by the sound of Jessica whimpering. She pulled on her robe getting out of bed quietly not wanting to wake Kane. She glanced at the clock seeing it was almost 8am on her way to Jessica's room. She opened the door finding Jessica on the floor rocking and whimpering. Samantha didn't even think she just picked her up wanting to comfort her. Jessica for a moment went rigid in her arms as Samantha sat down on a rocking chair putting Jessica on her lap.
"Its okay Jessica you're home," Samantha softly said cradling the little girl rocking her gently till she stopped whimpering. She looked up at Samantha with her big bright eyes. "That's it everything is okay you're safe here," Samantha ran her fingers through Jessica's hair. "How about I help you get dressed then we will have some breakfast with your daddy, Uncle Mark, Susan and Aunt Sara?" Samantha asked not expecting any response from Jessica. Jessica didn't make a sound when Samantha put her down.
"Good morning, everything okay in here?" Sara came in carrying Susan.
"Good morning, she is fine now," Samantha said going through Jessica's bags picking out a pink Minnie mouse sweat shirt and pants.
"Hi Jessica, I'm your Aunt Sara and this is your cousin Susan," Sara spoke softly sitting down in the rocking chair across from Jessica. Jessica looked up her gaze going right to Susan squirming in Sara's arms. "She really does have eyes like Mark's," Sara noticed the same piercing green color.
"She seems to like Susan," Samantha grabbed a brush sitting back on the bed next to Jessica hoping she could change her without a problem. "Sara, be prepared she might start to whimper again or scream," Samantha warned as she started to change Jessica. Jessica cooperated the whole time even letting Samantha brush her curly auburn brown hair and put into a ponytail.
"That went well," Sara said what Samantha was thinking.
"Very well, I hope the rest of the day goes like this," Samantha helped Jessica off the bed leaning down looking into her eyes. "Jessica, I am going to go into the kitchen and make some breakfast if you want to come take my hand." Samantha extended her hand to Jessica. Jessica had been watching Samantha's lips as she talked and shifted her glance to Samantha's hand. Samantha took a deep breathe patiently waiting hoping Jessica would come with her. Even Sara was sitting on the edge of her seat waiting to see what Jessica would do. Jessica slowly took Samantha's hand making Samantha fill with joy.
"Come on let's go make breakfast," Samantha led Jessica to the kitchen as Sara followed.
"I'm going to wake Mark I'll be right back," Sara excused herself. Samantha picked up Jessica placing her on a kitchen chair.
"Do you want to watch cartoons?" Samantha asked turning on the TV putting on Blue Clues. Jessica immediately turned her attention to the TV letting go of Samantha's hand. "Now what should I make for breakfast?" Samantha asked looking around the kitchen.
"Anything you make is always good," Kane wrapped his arms around her waist kissing her cheek. "Good morning sweetheart."
"Good morning handsome," Samantha caressed his arms.
"I see you already got Jessica ready for her day," Kane was surprised at how Jessica actually looked happy sitting in the chair watching TV. "Any problems?"
"No, she was upset this morning but she calmed down once I rocked her. She let me dress her and do her hair with no problems. She even took my hand when I asked her too. I think being with us is already having a good effect on her," Samantha happily said.
"It's only the first day," Kane had his doubts things would stay good.
"It's a good sign," Samantha turned looking up at her husband. "I'm going to make an appointment to have her hearing tested, is that okay?"
"Sweetheart, of course its okay but why?" Kane ran his fingers through her hair.
"Ivy said her other tests were inconclusive and she seems to focus on the lips whenever I talk to her," Samantha was starting to wonder if Jessica had hearing problems.
"I noticed that too when Sami was talking to her in the bedroom she was watching Samantha's lips closely," Sara came back into the room.
"So you think all the doctors that I paid a shit load for are wrong and she is deaf not autistic?" Kane was getting upset and Samantha could feel it as his body tensed under her touch.
"Kane, please don't get upset. I'm not saying that I just want to get her hearing tested," Samantha caressed his face.
"She doesn't have a bad idea and there is no harm in it. Doctors are quacks sometimes and screw up," Undertaker joined them sitting down across from Jessica still amazed at how much his niece had grown. He regretted all the time he had missed with her.
"I just don't want you getting false hope," Kane looked into Samantha's eyes wishing she could just accept like he had that Jessica would never be a normal child.
"I won't sweetie," Samantha wrapped her arms around his neck kissing him softly taking his tension away. "Go have a seat and spend some time with your daughter I'll make breakfast."
"I'll help you," Sara handed Susan to Taker while Kane slowly sat down next to Jessica.
Kane studied Jessica as she watched the TV not wanting to believe that the doctors could have been wrong about her condition and been treating her for the wrong thing.