As the next few months slipped by, Sam was able to "convince" Jason to e-
mail Princess on a semi-irregular basis. At one point, he even sent her a
copy of one of Sam's ultrasounds asking her if she could figure out how the
doctors could make a baby out of the dark shapes.
In early May, Chief Anderson attended a weeklong conference not far from where Jason and Sam lived. He wanted to stop by for a visit, but didn't know what type of reception he would receive. After his last meeting was finished, he called Jason's number and spoke with Sam. She told him that Jason was at a meeting with his sponsors, but should be home soon. "Please come, Chief. I know he'd like to see you before you leave," Sam told him.
Sam gave him directions to the house and met him at the door when he arrived. "Hi, Chief. It's good to see you again."
"Hello, Sam. I take it Jason isn't home yet?"
"No, not yet. He called a little while ago. His sponsors are having a fit that he wants to take time off when the babies are born." She invited him into the house while trying to fight off the dogs that wanted to say hello to their visitor.
"When are you due?"
"Any time and it isn't soon enough." She looked miserable.
"How do you feel?" the Chief asked.
"Actually, I feel better now than I have all week. Can I get you something to drink?"
"Water is fine. Don't go to any trouble on my account."
A few minutes after Sam had walked out to the kitchen, Chief Anderson heard a soft "Damn."
"Sam? Is something wrong?" he said as he walked towards the kitchen.
She stood in an expanding puddle. "My water just broke."
"Are you having contractions?"
"Not at the moment. I guess I better call the doctor." After speaking with the answering service, Sam dialed Jason's cell phone. "Drat. He's got it turned off." She dialed another number. "Stacy? It's Sam Anderson. Oh, everything's fine. Can you get a message to Jason for me? Tell him it's time and I'll meet him at the hospital. Yeah, I'm in labor. No, I'm fine. Just be sure he gets the message. Thanks, Stacy."
Chief Anderson said, "I guess we need to get you to the hospital. Where's your bag?"
"In the bedroom at the end of the hall, by the door." As the Chief retrieved her bag, Sam got a few towels so she wouldn't get the seat of the Chief's car wet. "I really appreciate this, Chief."
Sam's contractions started in earnest during the short drive to the hospital. After getting her admitted and placed in a room, Dr. Michaels arrived.
"Well, Sammy, this is it." She looked around the room. "Where's Jason?"
"In a meeting. Hopefully he'll be here soon."
"I thought that maybe all of the videos in Lamaze class had scared him off. How far apart are the contractions?"
"About three minutes."
"When did they start?"
"In the car on the way here." Sam clenched her teeth during another contraction.
"You never do anything half way, do you?" Dr. Michaels turned to Chief Anderson and introduced herself to him.
"I'm sorry, Dr. Michaels. This is John Anderson, my father-in-law."
"Pleased to meet you. Jason never mentioned any family."
"We've been estranged and only recently started speaking again," the Chief told her.
Dr. Michaels shooed him out of the room so she could examine Sam. "Thanks, Chief. You don't have to stay," Sam told him.
"I'll stay until Jason gets here."
As the Chief waited in the hall, Jason walked up. "Chief."
"Jason."
"Where's Sam?"
"The doctor is in with her now."
"Thanks for staying with her. I really appreciate it."
"No problem. I'm happy I was there."
Dr. Michaels stuck her head out the door and told them they could come back in. "It's about time you got here," she said to Jason. Jason ignored her as he walked over to his wife. "This could take a while, so I'll check back in a few minutes," she said. "If you need anything, just let the nurses know."
"Since you're here now, Jason, I'll be on my way," the Chief said.
As the Chief turned to leave, Jason said, "Chief, would you stay? We need to talk."
* * * * * * * *
What started out as a talk ended up as a free-for-all. All the pent-up wrong doings on both sides managed to find their way into the conversation.
"Do you think I didn't know that Jack Pitney was keeping tabs on me all these years?" Jason said angrily.
"I needed to know that you were staying out of trouble, Jason," the Chief replied just as angrily.
"Why? Where you afraid I was going to try my hand at world domination?"
"With your abilities and temper, it would have been easy for you to fall in with the wrong people."
"Give me a little credit, Chief. I've been able to tell the good guys from the bad guys since I was 10."
"I know, Jason, and I'm sorry. I'm very proud of the man you've become."
Whatever Jason was going to say didn't get said. He just looked at his foster father in disbelief.
"Would you two hold it down? I'm trying to give birth here," Sam said from her vantage point.
Both men had the decency to look embarrassed. Chief Anderson placed his hand on Jason's shoulder and said, "Tend to your wife. I'll be around somewhere. We can talk more later."
* * * * * * * *
After their twin sons made their appearance into the world and Sam had been settled into her room, Jason called Princess.
"Hi, Princess."
"Is everything all right? How's Sam?"
"She's fine. She fell asleep a little while ago." He sounded tired.
"Are you daddy yet?"
"Yep. God, it's weird to say that. I'm actually someone's father. They made their appearance about two this morning."
"Well, what are they? I want details."
"Both boys, one was just over 6 pounds and the other is about 6 and a half. Both are 22 inches long. Like that is really supposed to mean something to me."
"It means something to someone. Did you see the Chief?"
"Yeah. I was glad he was there when Sam went into labor. I was a mess. He was the only calm one in the room. The doctor and the nurses were running around like idiots. He left just before the twins arrived. He may still be around somewhere. I'll have to see if I can find him." He covered the phone and said something to the room's other occupant. "Sam wants to say hello."
"Hi, Princess." If Jason sounded tired, then Sam had to be exhausted.
"Hi, mom! Congratulations."
"Thanks."
"How is everything?"
"Fine. Jase was a real trouper. He was a lot calmer than he lets on. Don't tell anyone this, but he cried when they handed him the first baby." There was a loud "Hey!" in the background.
"Tell him that his secret is safe with me."
"I will. I have to go now. I'll talk to you later, Princess."
"Bye, Sam."
In early May, Chief Anderson attended a weeklong conference not far from where Jason and Sam lived. He wanted to stop by for a visit, but didn't know what type of reception he would receive. After his last meeting was finished, he called Jason's number and spoke with Sam. She told him that Jason was at a meeting with his sponsors, but should be home soon. "Please come, Chief. I know he'd like to see you before you leave," Sam told him.
Sam gave him directions to the house and met him at the door when he arrived. "Hi, Chief. It's good to see you again."
"Hello, Sam. I take it Jason isn't home yet?"
"No, not yet. He called a little while ago. His sponsors are having a fit that he wants to take time off when the babies are born." She invited him into the house while trying to fight off the dogs that wanted to say hello to their visitor.
"When are you due?"
"Any time and it isn't soon enough." She looked miserable.
"How do you feel?" the Chief asked.
"Actually, I feel better now than I have all week. Can I get you something to drink?"
"Water is fine. Don't go to any trouble on my account."
A few minutes after Sam had walked out to the kitchen, Chief Anderson heard a soft "Damn."
"Sam? Is something wrong?" he said as he walked towards the kitchen.
She stood in an expanding puddle. "My water just broke."
"Are you having contractions?"
"Not at the moment. I guess I better call the doctor." After speaking with the answering service, Sam dialed Jason's cell phone. "Drat. He's got it turned off." She dialed another number. "Stacy? It's Sam Anderson. Oh, everything's fine. Can you get a message to Jason for me? Tell him it's time and I'll meet him at the hospital. Yeah, I'm in labor. No, I'm fine. Just be sure he gets the message. Thanks, Stacy."
Chief Anderson said, "I guess we need to get you to the hospital. Where's your bag?"
"In the bedroom at the end of the hall, by the door." As the Chief retrieved her bag, Sam got a few towels so she wouldn't get the seat of the Chief's car wet. "I really appreciate this, Chief."
Sam's contractions started in earnest during the short drive to the hospital. After getting her admitted and placed in a room, Dr. Michaels arrived.
"Well, Sammy, this is it." She looked around the room. "Where's Jason?"
"In a meeting. Hopefully he'll be here soon."
"I thought that maybe all of the videos in Lamaze class had scared him off. How far apart are the contractions?"
"About three minutes."
"When did they start?"
"In the car on the way here." Sam clenched her teeth during another contraction.
"You never do anything half way, do you?" Dr. Michaels turned to Chief Anderson and introduced herself to him.
"I'm sorry, Dr. Michaels. This is John Anderson, my father-in-law."
"Pleased to meet you. Jason never mentioned any family."
"We've been estranged and only recently started speaking again," the Chief told her.
Dr. Michaels shooed him out of the room so she could examine Sam. "Thanks, Chief. You don't have to stay," Sam told him.
"I'll stay until Jason gets here."
As the Chief waited in the hall, Jason walked up. "Chief."
"Jason."
"Where's Sam?"
"The doctor is in with her now."
"Thanks for staying with her. I really appreciate it."
"No problem. I'm happy I was there."
Dr. Michaels stuck her head out the door and told them they could come back in. "It's about time you got here," she said to Jason. Jason ignored her as he walked over to his wife. "This could take a while, so I'll check back in a few minutes," she said. "If you need anything, just let the nurses know."
"Since you're here now, Jason, I'll be on my way," the Chief said.
As the Chief turned to leave, Jason said, "Chief, would you stay? We need to talk."
* * * * * * * *
What started out as a talk ended up as a free-for-all. All the pent-up wrong doings on both sides managed to find their way into the conversation.
"Do you think I didn't know that Jack Pitney was keeping tabs on me all these years?" Jason said angrily.
"I needed to know that you were staying out of trouble, Jason," the Chief replied just as angrily.
"Why? Where you afraid I was going to try my hand at world domination?"
"With your abilities and temper, it would have been easy for you to fall in with the wrong people."
"Give me a little credit, Chief. I've been able to tell the good guys from the bad guys since I was 10."
"I know, Jason, and I'm sorry. I'm very proud of the man you've become."
Whatever Jason was going to say didn't get said. He just looked at his foster father in disbelief.
"Would you two hold it down? I'm trying to give birth here," Sam said from her vantage point.
Both men had the decency to look embarrassed. Chief Anderson placed his hand on Jason's shoulder and said, "Tend to your wife. I'll be around somewhere. We can talk more later."
* * * * * * * *
After their twin sons made their appearance into the world and Sam had been settled into her room, Jason called Princess.
"Hi, Princess."
"Is everything all right? How's Sam?"
"She's fine. She fell asleep a little while ago." He sounded tired.
"Are you daddy yet?"
"Yep. God, it's weird to say that. I'm actually someone's father. They made their appearance about two this morning."
"Well, what are they? I want details."
"Both boys, one was just over 6 pounds and the other is about 6 and a half. Both are 22 inches long. Like that is really supposed to mean something to me."
"It means something to someone. Did you see the Chief?"
"Yeah. I was glad he was there when Sam went into labor. I was a mess. He was the only calm one in the room. The doctor and the nurses were running around like idiots. He left just before the twins arrived. He may still be around somewhere. I'll have to see if I can find him." He covered the phone and said something to the room's other occupant. "Sam wants to say hello."
"Hi, Princess." If Jason sounded tired, then Sam had to be exhausted.
"Hi, mom! Congratulations."
"Thanks."
"How is everything?"
"Fine. Jase was a real trouper. He was a lot calmer than he lets on. Don't tell anyone this, but he cried when they handed him the first baby." There was a loud "Hey!" in the background.
"Tell him that his secret is safe with me."
"I will. I have to go now. I'll talk to you later, Princess."
"Bye, Sam."