Chapter Three
Lucas watched Sami pace back and forth around the bedroom for a few minutes, then yawned and closed his eyes, "What are you doing?" Sami asked, her voice high and scared. Lucas opened one eye and took in her anxious expression.
"I was going to try and sleep off this headache." he replied, noticing how horrified she looked at his response.
"I don't think you should do that." she said in a small voice, coming over and kneeling down on the floor next to the bed. He stared at her in confusion.
"Why not?" he asked.
Sami bit her lower lip so hard it began turning white, "Because sometimes, when people go to sleep after getting a head injury that doesn't get checked out by a doctor, they don't wake up." she whispered, her eyes gleaming with unshed tears, "And sometimes when people get head injuries they d-" she cut herself off but Lucas already knew why she was so upset.
He had heard different people say that Marlena might have survived the fall if she hadn't landed on her head the way she had. But she had hit her head and that had been what had killed her. The results of Marlena's fall must have been pretty bad too. The funeral had been closed-casket and there hadn't even been a wake. Lucas was glad that Sami hadn't seen Marlena's condition after Marlena had jumped off the balcony. Sami already had such a hard time with blood, it was a good thing she hadn't seen her mother with her head cracked open. John had been the one to find Marlena and it was clear that he was taking the whole thing really hard. Like Sami, he always looked so guilty but at least he was allowing himself to grieve. Then there was Sami's sister, Belle, who refused to believe Marlena had committed suicide and had run off to Milan to stay with Chloe for a while.
"Sami....." Lucas' voice trailed off as Sami lowered her face and buried it in his chest. He felt the cool wetness of her tears hitting his bare skin and realized that this was the first time she had cried since she had found out her mother was dead. And even now, he didn't think she was crying over her mother.
"You can't leave me." she cried, one hand reaching across his stomach to grip the blanket while her other hand clutched his arm tightly, "I wouldn't know what to do if I lost anyone else in my life. Especially you or Will, I don't think I would be able to take it."
Lucas wrapped his arms around her, stroking her baby soft hair, "Sami, I'm not going to die. My head isn't in that bad condition, I think the bleeding has almost stopped and everything. I'm going to be fine."
Sami continued to cling to Lucas for a few minutes, pushing her face into his chest and letting her tears slowly subside, "If it will make you feel better, I won't sleep." Lucas added. Sami pulled herself off of Lucas and lowered her eyes, looking both ashamed and embarrassed.
"I'm sorry." she said shakily, "I just lost it for a minute."
"Don't be sorry. It's okay to cry, I don't mind." Lucas responded. Actually, he hated seeing her cry but he knew that she probably needed to after everything she had been through the last few months.
Sami pressed her back against the wall next to the bed, then hugged her knees to her chest, "This is an insanity-fest." she sniffled, "God, between this and the serial killings," Lucas thought he saw a brief look of guilt pass through her eyes for a moment, "And everything else going wrong in Salem, it's crazy. When is it going to stop?"
Lucas could hear her teeth chattering and when he made out her shivering form in the dim light shining in from the windows, he could see that her face was paler than usual. Her lower lip trembled slightly and she was rocking back and forth while hugging her knees, her eyes still wet from her tears. She had to be having a delayed reaction to getting locked into this room by those armed robbers, Lucas decided. She looked like she was going into shock.
"Sami?" he whispered quietly. She continued rocking back and forth and hid her face in her arms. Lucas reached his hand out and touched her shoulder. She flinched and scooted out of his reach.
"Leave me alone." she mumbled, shivering as she looked out the window. It was early evening now and the full moon did hardly anything to light up the room. The whole room was now almost bathed in an unforgiving darkness. She thought about the Basic Black Fashion Show and how her aunt and uncle had been brutally attacked after the lights had went out. It had been night when she had been attacked by the Salem Serial Killer in that alley. So many bad things happened when there was no light and the fact that there were at least four criminals outside the door to the bedroom she and Lucas were in was only making her anxiety more intense.
"Sami, it's just me. It's Lucas." he stretched his arm out a little bit further and caught the sleeve of her sweater with his fingers.
The warm, soothing voice made her relax slightly and she smiled weakly at him, "I know." she wrapped her arms tighter around herself and continued shivering while Lucas eyed her sympathetically.
"Sami, you look like your freezing. Come here." he patted the side of the bed next to him. She pulled herself up so that she was standing and walked around to the other side of the bed. She pulled off her shoes and Lucas pulled back the blankets so that she could slide underneath them. But even the blankets on her side of the bed were cold and she couldn't seem to stop shivering. Lucas also pulled the blankets overtop of himself, even though it wasn't really that cold in the room. He inched a little bit closer to Sami, slowly and carefully to make sure he didn't make himself dizzy.
"Sami, are you still cold?" he asked gently, even though he already knew the answer. She nodded as another shudder wracked her body, "Do you want me to..... hold you?" he asked cautiously. He just wanted her to feel comfortable but he didn't want to push himself on her. In response to his question she moved across the bed until her back was pressed firmly against his chest. He wrapped his arms securely around her waist, feeling the soft material of her sweater hitting his bare skin. She shivered a few more times, then let out a small sigh and her breathing levelled out.
"I don't know what's wrong with me." she murmured, "I'm just worried about what they're going to do when they come back." suddenly, Lucas felt her stiffen, "Lucas, Victor was killed in this house less than a month ago. What if these robbers are the ones who killed him and then realized that Nicole and Brady were here and left. What if they're planning to kill us?"
Lucas felt his own heart rate speed up at the suggestion, "Sami, I'm sure they don't want to hurt us. They're just hear to rob the place, if they wanted to kill us, I think they would have done it already."
"How can you say they don't want to hurt us?" Sami demanded, "They broke a glass vase over your head."
"Only because they thought we were going to get away." Lucas groaned, "And we probably would have too. I had those first two guys on the ground and we would have made it out of here if it wasn't for that guy coming up behind me and breaking the vase over my head."
Sami calmed down a little bit, "You really were kicking their asses for a minute there." Lucas smiled for a minute, then his smile faded. He realized that the only reason Sami was here right now was because he had brought her along. If it hadn't been for him, she would probably be at home safe right now.
"I'm sorry." he didn't realize he had said the words aloud until Sami looked up at him in surprise.
"For what?" she asked.
"For bringing you here." he answered simply, "I'm the reason you're here tonight, I feel like I'm responsible for putting you through this."
"But you're not." she responded in a low voice, "You didn't force me to come. I wanted to come because I wanted that tape as badly as you did. And you're the father of my son, I wouldn't have wanted you to have to go through something like this alone. At least we're together right now."
"I know. But you really don't need to deal with this after-"
"Stop it!" Sami interrupted sharply.
"Stop what?"
"Stop acting like I'm going to fall apart. That's how everyone treats me lately. Like I'm made of glass or crystal or something. Fragile." she said the word hatefully, as if it was the worst character trait you could ever have, "I'm not fragile. If I can handle losing so many people in my family, Nicole's twisted jokes, everyone's stares and your mom, then I can handle this. I know, I freaked out for a minute but I'm fine now. And you're just as scared as I am, you just hide it better."
"I'm not scared." Lucas lied. He felt Sami take hold of his hand, which was shaking almost imperceptibly. But Sami could tell, she always saw right through him.
"You don't need to pretend with me, Lucas. I'm scared too." she told him, "But it's okay to be scared. And other than being afraid, I'm fine. I really am."
I wish that were true, Sami, Lucas thought to himself, falling silent as he rested his head on Sami's shoulder.
Lucas watched Sami pace back and forth around the bedroom for a few minutes, then yawned and closed his eyes, "What are you doing?" Sami asked, her voice high and scared. Lucas opened one eye and took in her anxious expression.
"I was going to try and sleep off this headache." he replied, noticing how horrified she looked at his response.
"I don't think you should do that." she said in a small voice, coming over and kneeling down on the floor next to the bed. He stared at her in confusion.
"Why not?" he asked.
Sami bit her lower lip so hard it began turning white, "Because sometimes, when people go to sleep after getting a head injury that doesn't get checked out by a doctor, they don't wake up." she whispered, her eyes gleaming with unshed tears, "And sometimes when people get head injuries they d-" she cut herself off but Lucas already knew why she was so upset.
He had heard different people say that Marlena might have survived the fall if she hadn't landed on her head the way she had. But she had hit her head and that had been what had killed her. The results of Marlena's fall must have been pretty bad too. The funeral had been closed-casket and there hadn't even been a wake. Lucas was glad that Sami hadn't seen Marlena's condition after Marlena had jumped off the balcony. Sami already had such a hard time with blood, it was a good thing she hadn't seen her mother with her head cracked open. John had been the one to find Marlena and it was clear that he was taking the whole thing really hard. Like Sami, he always looked so guilty but at least he was allowing himself to grieve. Then there was Sami's sister, Belle, who refused to believe Marlena had committed suicide and had run off to Milan to stay with Chloe for a while.
"Sami....." Lucas' voice trailed off as Sami lowered her face and buried it in his chest. He felt the cool wetness of her tears hitting his bare skin and realized that this was the first time she had cried since she had found out her mother was dead. And even now, he didn't think she was crying over her mother.
"You can't leave me." she cried, one hand reaching across his stomach to grip the blanket while her other hand clutched his arm tightly, "I wouldn't know what to do if I lost anyone else in my life. Especially you or Will, I don't think I would be able to take it."
Lucas wrapped his arms around her, stroking her baby soft hair, "Sami, I'm not going to die. My head isn't in that bad condition, I think the bleeding has almost stopped and everything. I'm going to be fine."
Sami continued to cling to Lucas for a few minutes, pushing her face into his chest and letting her tears slowly subside, "If it will make you feel better, I won't sleep." Lucas added. Sami pulled herself off of Lucas and lowered her eyes, looking both ashamed and embarrassed.
"I'm sorry." she said shakily, "I just lost it for a minute."
"Don't be sorry. It's okay to cry, I don't mind." Lucas responded. Actually, he hated seeing her cry but he knew that she probably needed to after everything she had been through the last few months.
Sami pressed her back against the wall next to the bed, then hugged her knees to her chest, "This is an insanity-fest." she sniffled, "God, between this and the serial killings," Lucas thought he saw a brief look of guilt pass through her eyes for a moment, "And everything else going wrong in Salem, it's crazy. When is it going to stop?"
Lucas could hear her teeth chattering and when he made out her shivering form in the dim light shining in from the windows, he could see that her face was paler than usual. Her lower lip trembled slightly and she was rocking back and forth while hugging her knees, her eyes still wet from her tears. She had to be having a delayed reaction to getting locked into this room by those armed robbers, Lucas decided. She looked like she was going into shock.
"Sami?" he whispered quietly. She continued rocking back and forth and hid her face in her arms. Lucas reached his hand out and touched her shoulder. She flinched and scooted out of his reach.
"Leave me alone." she mumbled, shivering as she looked out the window. It was early evening now and the full moon did hardly anything to light up the room. The whole room was now almost bathed in an unforgiving darkness. She thought about the Basic Black Fashion Show and how her aunt and uncle had been brutally attacked after the lights had went out. It had been night when she had been attacked by the Salem Serial Killer in that alley. So many bad things happened when there was no light and the fact that there were at least four criminals outside the door to the bedroom she and Lucas were in was only making her anxiety more intense.
"Sami, it's just me. It's Lucas." he stretched his arm out a little bit further and caught the sleeve of her sweater with his fingers.
The warm, soothing voice made her relax slightly and she smiled weakly at him, "I know." she wrapped her arms tighter around herself and continued shivering while Lucas eyed her sympathetically.
"Sami, you look like your freezing. Come here." he patted the side of the bed next to him. She pulled herself up so that she was standing and walked around to the other side of the bed. She pulled off her shoes and Lucas pulled back the blankets so that she could slide underneath them. But even the blankets on her side of the bed were cold and she couldn't seem to stop shivering. Lucas also pulled the blankets overtop of himself, even though it wasn't really that cold in the room. He inched a little bit closer to Sami, slowly and carefully to make sure he didn't make himself dizzy.
"Sami, are you still cold?" he asked gently, even though he already knew the answer. She nodded as another shudder wracked her body, "Do you want me to..... hold you?" he asked cautiously. He just wanted her to feel comfortable but he didn't want to push himself on her. In response to his question she moved across the bed until her back was pressed firmly against his chest. He wrapped his arms securely around her waist, feeling the soft material of her sweater hitting his bare skin. She shivered a few more times, then let out a small sigh and her breathing levelled out.
"I don't know what's wrong with me." she murmured, "I'm just worried about what they're going to do when they come back." suddenly, Lucas felt her stiffen, "Lucas, Victor was killed in this house less than a month ago. What if these robbers are the ones who killed him and then realized that Nicole and Brady were here and left. What if they're planning to kill us?"
Lucas felt his own heart rate speed up at the suggestion, "Sami, I'm sure they don't want to hurt us. They're just hear to rob the place, if they wanted to kill us, I think they would have done it already."
"How can you say they don't want to hurt us?" Sami demanded, "They broke a glass vase over your head."
"Only because they thought we were going to get away." Lucas groaned, "And we probably would have too. I had those first two guys on the ground and we would have made it out of here if it wasn't for that guy coming up behind me and breaking the vase over my head."
Sami calmed down a little bit, "You really were kicking their asses for a minute there." Lucas smiled for a minute, then his smile faded. He realized that the only reason Sami was here right now was because he had brought her along. If it hadn't been for him, she would probably be at home safe right now.
"I'm sorry." he didn't realize he had said the words aloud until Sami looked up at him in surprise.
"For what?" she asked.
"For bringing you here." he answered simply, "I'm the reason you're here tonight, I feel like I'm responsible for putting you through this."
"But you're not." she responded in a low voice, "You didn't force me to come. I wanted to come because I wanted that tape as badly as you did. And you're the father of my son, I wouldn't have wanted you to have to go through something like this alone. At least we're together right now."
"I know. But you really don't need to deal with this after-"
"Stop it!" Sami interrupted sharply.
"Stop what?"
"Stop acting like I'm going to fall apart. That's how everyone treats me lately. Like I'm made of glass or crystal or something. Fragile." she said the word hatefully, as if it was the worst character trait you could ever have, "I'm not fragile. If I can handle losing so many people in my family, Nicole's twisted jokes, everyone's stares and your mom, then I can handle this. I know, I freaked out for a minute but I'm fine now. And you're just as scared as I am, you just hide it better."
"I'm not scared." Lucas lied. He felt Sami take hold of his hand, which was shaking almost imperceptibly. But Sami could tell, she always saw right through him.
"You don't need to pretend with me, Lucas. I'm scared too." she told him, "But it's okay to be scared. And other than being afraid, I'm fine. I really am."
I wish that were true, Sami, Lucas thought to himself, falling silent as he rested his head on Sami's shoulder.
