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Author's Note: Sorry this took extremely long but I've been in the process of moving and with a lot of testing I haven't had much time. I haven't really thought much and no inspiration has come to mind so I didn't update. Anyway, I finally have, so enjoy!
Summary: Complications arise when someone finds Fox and Gwen in a compromising position. Sam feels guilty about Ivy and finds that her condition may be serious and his feelings are told.
"Oh, my God! What is going on here?" the voice of Rebecca Hotchkiss exclaimed.
Fox immediately got off of Gwen and looked ashamed. Gwen, however, was too out of it that she was not her normally cool self.
"Oh, hi Mother!" Gwen giggled as she threw herself into Rebecca's arms.
"What have you done to my daughter?" Rebecca demanded, eyeing the empty wine bottle.
Gwen continued to giggle as she said, "Fox didn't do anything! I guess I've had a little too much to drink."
Fox got up and said, "Rebecca, I just came in and I found her like this. I'm sure you've gone through the very same thing considering that you want to marry my father."
"How dare you!" Rebecca lunged at Fox.
"What're you doing?" Gwen jumped in front of Fox.
"Move!" Rebecca said hotly and shoved Gwen hard onto the ground. She landed onto the ground with a groan.
"Gwen!" Fox threw himself down at Gwen and examined her. "You are one psychopathic woman, Rebecca! What the hell is wrong with you?"
"My daughter is throwing herself around like a little tramp while she is engaged to Ethan. And of all people, she throws herself at his own trouble- making, no good brother!"
"DON'T TALK ABOUT HER LIKE THAT! She's your own daughter, I imagine where she gets those supposed qualities from?"
"Fox, you shouldn't even be a part of this! You are trash, plain and simple! Why are you bothering to defend her?"
Fox was very reluctant to let Rebecca find out about their relationship but he was not about to let her talk crap about her own daughter like that. First of all, pushing her and then saying all that. He had had his own problems with his parents but had no idea what Gwen had to go through. He finally then realized why Gwen had to left him. He found out what Rebecca thought of him, and he knew that she would never let her precious Gwen be seen with the likes of him.
"He is not trash, how dare you?! You should talk, mother! Always forcing me to marry this person whoever that will benefit you, not me! It always has to be about you! Well, I'm tired of it!" Gwen suddenly seemed serious and not the least bit drunk.
"Are you involved with Fox?" Rebecca asked angrily and suspiciously.
"What on earth have you been drinking to give you the idea that I would ever be involved with him?" Gwen said hotly.
"Seems as though I'm not the only one." Rebecca shot back. "But I must say, I've suspected as much. It figures that you would get involved with someone like Fox. Always go for someone beneath you in order to boost yourself, Gwennie."
Gwen tried desperately hard to resist the temptation to slap her mother across the face. She couldn't very well tell her mother to go to hell, that Fox was a wonderful guy but that would mean admitting to the fact that she loved him. The liquor's effect was wearing off her slowly and she began to revel in what had just happened in a short amount of time.
"Now whatever 'thing' you have with Fox ends NOW. Your wedding is in 1 week. To think about it, why should we wait so long? I think I'll go talk to Ethan about moving the wedding time up, I mean everything is set up." Rebecca taunted Gwen.
Gwen's eyes widened in surprise and she became anxious. But then again, she did promise herself that she wouldn't let herself fall for Fox again. However, in her slightly drunken state she had felt happier than she had felt in a long time with Fox. She didn't want to get hurt anymore. No matter how much Fox loved her, he couldn't make a complete 180 from the womanizing, sleazebag he was so well known for. In the end her pride won out no matter how much it squeezed her heart.
Gwen forced her expression to be that of boredom and calmness when she felt anything but. She breathed in slowly and replied, "That's fine. In fact I'm quite excited to be married so soon."
Rebecca obviously was not expecting that reply while Fox looked stunned and hurt. But he quickly recovered as Rebecca was still in the room. He was furious that Gwen would agree to that and wanted to know as soon as possible the reason as to why. Rebecca meanwhile tried to save face by saying, "Well, then, I believe I will speak to Julian and talking about moving up the wedding a couple of days. Ethan will be home very soon and you can tell him, honey. I'm sure you'll be absolutely ecstatic about giving him the wonderful news. Fox, we should leave Gwen alone as I think she would like to speak to Ethan privately." Rebecca shot a fake smile towards the both of them while waiting for Fox to leave the room.
Gwen avoided meeting Fox's eyes while he desperately tried to capture her attention. Reluctantly, he stood up and began to follow Rebecca when Gwen caught his hand and whispered, "Garden. Midnight." She then turned to fix up her room, which they had messed up.
He glared at Rebecca's back as he began to head to his own room. 'Nothing is going right, dammit!' Fox thought. Just when he thought he had the girl of his dreams, and they were very well close to, well, making love, Rebecca interrupted. Which wasn't even the worst part. Not only did he not get Gwen, but now she was getting married in a matter of at most, 2 days.
He did however wonder what she possibly had to say to him, when she agreed to marry Ethan so quickly. He was absolutely furious and thought about maybe even standing her up. But then, he wouldn't, he knew he wouldn't and he wasn't going to, he vowed not to do anything that would ever hurt Gwen again.
So he decided to go ahead to the garden to meet her. She wasn't there yet, and there was still 5 minutes till midnight. So he sat at the edge of a bench in the courtyard of the Crane's and stared at the water fountain with a heart-shaped statue sprouting water. He felt a light tap on his shoulder and there was his Gwen, dressed in that so familiar lavender dress.
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"Will she be okay?" asked Sam Bennett anxiously to Dr. Russell.
Dr. Russell sighed heavily knowing that this wasn't going to be easy. "Sam, I'm not sure how to say this but, Ivy is absolutely fine. She suffered a concussion and has a few cuts and bruises. However, her concussion seems a little more serious than expected. Most people falling from two flights of stairs usually recover and regain consciousness fairly quickly, but her condition is questionable. I have contacted a few neurologists who would like to examine her condition. At the moment, I'm sure she'll be just fine but we want to be sure. I'll have the nurse inform you when it will be all right for you to visit her, maybe you could help her regain consciousness."
Dr. Russell then left to respond to a different call.
Sam sank down into the chair and felt helpless. Ivy was in a hospital and they weren't even sure if she was completely okay. Grace patted his arm sympathetically.
"I feel so terrible about saying those awful things about her and she finds herself in a hospital. I guess you can call this karma." Grace laughed nervously.
Sam looked shocked that Grace could say something like that and she noticed his expression right away. "What? Sam, you can't tell me that she didn't deserve this in the first place? She's tried to tear us apart countless times and ruin our lives."
"You can't think that anyone deserves something like this Grace."
"Normally I wouldn't but with Ivy, I think she deserves every bad thing that happens to her. She should be able to feel pain as the rest of us do."
But there was pain in her when she had found out that Sam Bennett was married. Sam felt that maybe that was punishment in itself. He was also hurt when they were separated but he eventually found the current love of his life and partner, Grace. But Ivy was never able to find real love. She had been Julian Crane's wife for a very long time, and it left her bitter and with good reason. Yes, he did believe that Ivy shouldn't have tried to break him and Grace apart but she didn't deserve so much pain when she already had to endure so much.
Sam stayed silent, as he didn't know how to respond to Grace's last statement. Luckily he was saved when a nurse walked in the room and informed him that he could see Ivy and that she was still sleeping, however.
"Do you want to go in?" he asked Grace quietly.
"No, no. It's okay. I'm just here for you." Grace smiled weakly. Sam kissed her cheek and started walking towards Ivy's room.
'Whatever you do Sam, don't fall for her.' Grace thought. She felt two tears sliding down her face as she watched her husband walk to a room where his past love was sleeping in.
Sam stuck his head in and peeked at Ivy before walking into the room. She looked so peaceful yet weak and defeated. His heart hurt from looking at her in that kind of position. Usually she was so stubborn, determined, and strong. It was strange to see her so defenseless.
He sat in the chair that lay beside her and watched her sleep. There were tubes attached around her as she breathed softly. Sam then realized how much he really did love this woman. His heart literally skipped beats as he watched her fall down the stairs. What hurt him most was that he felt it was partly his fault. He caused her emotional breakdown and he didn't hold onto her tight enough. He clutched her hand tightly and stroked her face with his other hand.
"Ivy, if you can hear me, I just want you to know, I never stopped loving you. It was always there and always will be. I'm so sorry for all the pain that I have caused you. I will make it my mission that you wake up and that you know how sorry I am for causing you pain and your fall. It was my fault, I'm so sorry!" Sam broke down and sobbed clutching her hand.
Sam's sobs slowly stared to subside and felt Ivy's hand twitching. His eyes widened as he stared up into Ivy's face. Her arm began to vibrate just slightly. Her eyelids began to flutter and open. It took a few seconds for her eyes to refocus and her gaze landed on Sam still sobbing softly.
"Sam?"
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HuRtFuL LuV
Author's Note: Sorry this took extremely long but I've been in the process of moving and with a lot of testing I haven't had much time. I haven't really thought much and no inspiration has come to mind so I didn't update. Anyway, I finally have, so enjoy!
Summary: Complications arise when someone finds Fox and Gwen in a compromising position. Sam feels guilty about Ivy and finds that her condition may be serious and his feelings are told.
"Oh, my God! What is going on here?" the voice of Rebecca Hotchkiss exclaimed.
Fox immediately got off of Gwen and looked ashamed. Gwen, however, was too out of it that she was not her normally cool self.
"Oh, hi Mother!" Gwen giggled as she threw herself into Rebecca's arms.
"What have you done to my daughter?" Rebecca demanded, eyeing the empty wine bottle.
Gwen continued to giggle as she said, "Fox didn't do anything! I guess I've had a little too much to drink."
Fox got up and said, "Rebecca, I just came in and I found her like this. I'm sure you've gone through the very same thing considering that you want to marry my father."
"How dare you!" Rebecca lunged at Fox.
"What're you doing?" Gwen jumped in front of Fox.
"Move!" Rebecca said hotly and shoved Gwen hard onto the ground. She landed onto the ground with a groan.
"Gwen!" Fox threw himself down at Gwen and examined her. "You are one psychopathic woman, Rebecca! What the hell is wrong with you?"
"My daughter is throwing herself around like a little tramp while she is engaged to Ethan. And of all people, she throws herself at his own trouble- making, no good brother!"
"DON'T TALK ABOUT HER LIKE THAT! She's your own daughter, I imagine where she gets those supposed qualities from?"
"Fox, you shouldn't even be a part of this! You are trash, plain and simple! Why are you bothering to defend her?"
Fox was very reluctant to let Rebecca find out about their relationship but he was not about to let her talk crap about her own daughter like that. First of all, pushing her and then saying all that. He had had his own problems with his parents but had no idea what Gwen had to go through. He finally then realized why Gwen had to left him. He found out what Rebecca thought of him, and he knew that she would never let her precious Gwen be seen with the likes of him.
"He is not trash, how dare you?! You should talk, mother! Always forcing me to marry this person whoever that will benefit you, not me! It always has to be about you! Well, I'm tired of it!" Gwen suddenly seemed serious and not the least bit drunk.
"Are you involved with Fox?" Rebecca asked angrily and suspiciously.
"What on earth have you been drinking to give you the idea that I would ever be involved with him?" Gwen said hotly.
"Seems as though I'm not the only one." Rebecca shot back. "But I must say, I've suspected as much. It figures that you would get involved with someone like Fox. Always go for someone beneath you in order to boost yourself, Gwennie."
Gwen tried desperately hard to resist the temptation to slap her mother across the face. She couldn't very well tell her mother to go to hell, that Fox was a wonderful guy but that would mean admitting to the fact that she loved him. The liquor's effect was wearing off her slowly and she began to revel in what had just happened in a short amount of time.
"Now whatever 'thing' you have with Fox ends NOW. Your wedding is in 1 week. To think about it, why should we wait so long? I think I'll go talk to Ethan about moving the wedding time up, I mean everything is set up." Rebecca taunted Gwen.
Gwen's eyes widened in surprise and she became anxious. But then again, she did promise herself that she wouldn't let herself fall for Fox again. However, in her slightly drunken state she had felt happier than she had felt in a long time with Fox. She didn't want to get hurt anymore. No matter how much Fox loved her, he couldn't make a complete 180 from the womanizing, sleazebag he was so well known for. In the end her pride won out no matter how much it squeezed her heart.
Gwen forced her expression to be that of boredom and calmness when she felt anything but. She breathed in slowly and replied, "That's fine. In fact I'm quite excited to be married so soon."
Rebecca obviously was not expecting that reply while Fox looked stunned and hurt. But he quickly recovered as Rebecca was still in the room. He was furious that Gwen would agree to that and wanted to know as soon as possible the reason as to why. Rebecca meanwhile tried to save face by saying, "Well, then, I believe I will speak to Julian and talking about moving up the wedding a couple of days. Ethan will be home very soon and you can tell him, honey. I'm sure you'll be absolutely ecstatic about giving him the wonderful news. Fox, we should leave Gwen alone as I think she would like to speak to Ethan privately." Rebecca shot a fake smile towards the both of them while waiting for Fox to leave the room.
Gwen avoided meeting Fox's eyes while he desperately tried to capture her attention. Reluctantly, he stood up and began to follow Rebecca when Gwen caught his hand and whispered, "Garden. Midnight." She then turned to fix up her room, which they had messed up.
He glared at Rebecca's back as he began to head to his own room. 'Nothing is going right, dammit!' Fox thought. Just when he thought he had the girl of his dreams, and they were very well close to, well, making love, Rebecca interrupted. Which wasn't even the worst part. Not only did he not get Gwen, but now she was getting married in a matter of at most, 2 days.
He did however wonder what she possibly had to say to him, when she agreed to marry Ethan so quickly. He was absolutely furious and thought about maybe even standing her up. But then, he wouldn't, he knew he wouldn't and he wasn't going to, he vowed not to do anything that would ever hurt Gwen again.
So he decided to go ahead to the garden to meet her. She wasn't there yet, and there was still 5 minutes till midnight. So he sat at the edge of a bench in the courtyard of the Crane's and stared at the water fountain with a heart-shaped statue sprouting water. He felt a light tap on his shoulder and there was his Gwen, dressed in that so familiar lavender dress.
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"Will she be okay?" asked Sam Bennett anxiously to Dr. Russell.
Dr. Russell sighed heavily knowing that this wasn't going to be easy. "Sam, I'm not sure how to say this but, Ivy is absolutely fine. She suffered a concussion and has a few cuts and bruises. However, her concussion seems a little more serious than expected. Most people falling from two flights of stairs usually recover and regain consciousness fairly quickly, but her condition is questionable. I have contacted a few neurologists who would like to examine her condition. At the moment, I'm sure she'll be just fine but we want to be sure. I'll have the nurse inform you when it will be all right for you to visit her, maybe you could help her regain consciousness."
Dr. Russell then left to respond to a different call.
Sam sank down into the chair and felt helpless. Ivy was in a hospital and they weren't even sure if she was completely okay. Grace patted his arm sympathetically.
"I feel so terrible about saying those awful things about her and she finds herself in a hospital. I guess you can call this karma." Grace laughed nervously.
Sam looked shocked that Grace could say something like that and she noticed his expression right away. "What? Sam, you can't tell me that she didn't deserve this in the first place? She's tried to tear us apart countless times and ruin our lives."
"You can't think that anyone deserves something like this Grace."
"Normally I wouldn't but with Ivy, I think she deserves every bad thing that happens to her. She should be able to feel pain as the rest of us do."
But there was pain in her when she had found out that Sam Bennett was married. Sam felt that maybe that was punishment in itself. He was also hurt when they were separated but he eventually found the current love of his life and partner, Grace. But Ivy was never able to find real love. She had been Julian Crane's wife for a very long time, and it left her bitter and with good reason. Yes, he did believe that Ivy shouldn't have tried to break him and Grace apart but she didn't deserve so much pain when she already had to endure so much.
Sam stayed silent, as he didn't know how to respond to Grace's last statement. Luckily he was saved when a nurse walked in the room and informed him that he could see Ivy and that she was still sleeping, however.
"Do you want to go in?" he asked Grace quietly.
"No, no. It's okay. I'm just here for you." Grace smiled weakly. Sam kissed her cheek and started walking towards Ivy's room.
'Whatever you do Sam, don't fall for her.' Grace thought. She felt two tears sliding down her face as she watched her husband walk to a room where his past love was sleeping in.
Sam stuck his head in and peeked at Ivy before walking into the room. She looked so peaceful yet weak and defeated. His heart hurt from looking at her in that kind of position. Usually she was so stubborn, determined, and strong. It was strange to see her so defenseless.
He sat in the chair that lay beside her and watched her sleep. There were tubes attached around her as she breathed softly. Sam then realized how much he really did love this woman. His heart literally skipped beats as he watched her fall down the stairs. What hurt him most was that he felt it was partly his fault. He caused her emotional breakdown and he didn't hold onto her tight enough. He clutched her hand tightly and stroked her face with his other hand.
"Ivy, if you can hear me, I just want you to know, I never stopped loving you. It was always there and always will be. I'm so sorry for all the pain that I have caused you. I will make it my mission that you wake up and that you know how sorry I am for causing you pain and your fall. It was my fault, I'm so sorry!" Sam broke down and sobbed clutching her hand.
Sam's sobs slowly stared to subside and felt Ivy's hand twitching. His eyes widened as he stared up into Ivy's face. Her arm began to vibrate just slightly. Her eyelids began to flutter and open. It took a few seconds for her eyes to refocus and her gaze landed on Sam still sobbing softly.
"Sam?"
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