Chapter Ten
A/N: Sorry it took me so long to get this chapter up. I haven't been able to see for the better part of the last week due to a black eye so I posted it as soon as I could. One more chapter to go after this.
"Tomorrow has in infinite number of possibilities."
- Unknown
Jack's POV
Martin and Sam. Samantha and Martin. Sam and Martin. Martin and Sam. Never did I see I coming.
Pacing around my old apartment, the one I brought when Marie and I separated. I know that he always had a thing for her. But never did I think she him. Looking around me, I can't help but remember all of the times that I wanted to bring her back here, but I couldn't. She knows where it is though. I know that. A while ago I told her because she wanted to know just in case.
Standing up to get ready for bed I hear a knock at the door. Not even wondering who would be knocking at my door at 12 at night, I open the door without even checking the peep hole.
On the other side of the door stood Sam
Sam's POV
Jack comes to the door looking like he is asleep on his feet.
"Sam," he says, looking to make sure that it is me. "What are you doing here?" he said as he steps aside to let me inside.
"I wanted to talk to you about today in the office," I say walking inside and taking off my jacket, tossing it on to the nearest chair.
"Sam, you don't need to explain. Especially to me," he says taking a seat on the couch, and I move to sit next to him.
"But I do. You don't understand Jack," I say moving to sit on the coffee table across from him so that he could look into my eyes. "When you left I thought that I would never see you again, so I tried hard. Really heard to forget you," at that he looks up. "But I couldn't do it. I couldn't forget you Jack. Do you have any idea how hard it is to forget the one you love?"
"Oh Sam. I do. Why do you think that I've come back. I couldn't live without you. I left because I thought that, that is what I needed to do to finally make my marriage work. But I was wrong. It was never going to be better, it was never going to be fixed," he said as he looked down at his hands and then back up to me. "When I saw you and Martin together today, I thought that I had lost you, and I wasn't ready for that. I never thought that you two would get together. I never saw it happening. But when I saw the way that he looked at you. I knew that he could make you happy. Probably happier then I could have ever made you."
"Jack, —," I start.
"No Sam. Listen. I am happy for you," he says standing.
"Jack, sit down. I need to tell you something," I say standing to try to get him to sit. When he doesn't listen I push him backwards to that he falls on to the couch, seeing him trying to stand again. I do the first thing that comes to my mind. I push him back down, but this time keeping my hands on his shoulders I move to straddle him. Automatically his hands come to rest on my hips.
"Sam?" he asks.
"Jack, Martin and I broke up," I start. "Or should I say, Martin broke up with me." The look of shock flashes across his face.
"What do you mean that Martin broke up with you? Why?" he asks.
"Well he told me that he knew about our affair, and he knew that now that you were back things were going to be weird, and how he knew about how I felt about you, and how he never expected us to happen, and that he never thought that it wouldn't have lasted much longer if you hadn't shown up, and that because I love you that you were never going to leave my heart and that he couldn't be with me, and he said that he would see me on Monday." Jack just sat there trying to figure out what was going on. But just about 3 words of her whole speech stuck in his head.
"You love me," he said.
"Yes Jack. I love you. Always have and I always will." I said moving a bit closer to him.
"I love you, too," he said as he leaned in and captured me lips with his.
That night they spent re-discovering each other.
TBConcluded