Note: I misspelled the name of the Hurricane... It's Deladis. Like in SongCatcer. HAHA! We're also going to start playing a game; the game is going to be called Cheese Factory. Actually, no; there's a random "e" somewhere in this story. I lost it and now I can't find it again. If you find it, please return it to me. You win a prize ;)

Chapter 6

Sam Hall had never felt worse. The 24 Lauraless hours had been agonizing. He had wanted to call her, to tell her he was sorry, and that he loved her, but he knew that wasn't what she wanted to hear. He had hurt her, and he didn't know if she would ever forgive him.

Laura had been equally as miserable, spending the last day in her room, in tears. She felt like her heart had been broken, and she could not figure out how to fix it. What was going to happen to her and Sam? She couldn't bear the thought of losing him, and yet the idea of seeing him hurt just as bad. Laura knew her mother was beginning to worry about her. Laura had seen her quizzical looks, as she watched the teen mope around the hours. She had neglected a shower, and a hairbrush. She no longer had the need to impress anyone.

The brunette sighed, and pulled the blankets up over her head, hearing the knock at her bedroom door. She did not want to see anyone, but Michelle Chapman was not aware.

"Laura, honey?" her mother called into the darken room. She caught a glance of Laura's tear stained face, and blood-shot eyes. "Honey? What happened?" She headed over to her daughter's bed, and sat down beside her.

Laura shook her head violently, indicating she wasn't up to talking about it, and burst into tears again. She couldn't figure out how she had anything left to cry. Michelle pulled her daughter into her arms, and held her head close to her chest. For the first time in longer then Laura could remember, her mother was acting like a mother. Laura was overwhelmed by the motherly affection she was receiving, and sobbed harder.

"What happened, baby?" her mother whispered into her hair.

Laura struggled to untangle herself from the covers. Sitting up, she regretfully pulled away from her mother's embrace. "He hurt me. He used me," she told her through broken sobs. Michelle knew she was talking about Sam, and knew equally as well, how it felt to be hurt by the man you loved. She would never forget the day Laura's father walked out on them, had given up on their family, and left never to return.

Michelle knew that there were no words to console her daughter, and that only time would heal her heart. She wished that there was something to that she could do, but unfortunately Laura just needed to grieve.

Laura's mother kissed her head, and helped Laura back into bed. "You need rest," she told her daughter, pulling the blankets up to her chin. She head to the door, taking one last glance back at Laura. "I know you don't believe me now, but I promise you, this will get better."

Michelle closed the door behind her, leaving Laura in the dark. She thought over her mother's words, and knew they were true. She would get over this, and she was strong, and could make it. She didn't need Sam to make her who she was. The only part that didn't satisfy her was that whether she needed Sam or not, she wanted him.

Laura was awoken hours later by the ringing of the doorbell. Groaning, she dreaded getting up and facing the outside. Michelle had left an hour ago, and Laura knew she had to answer the door.

The girl groped her way down the to the front door, almost killing herself on her shoes that she had left in the hall. The doorbell rang, and Laura yelled to them, "I'm coming!"

Once she opened the door, she almost slammed it shut again. On the other side stood Sam, carrying a bouquet of tulips, her favorite.

"Hey," he greeted her sheepishly, and Laura heart broke. She loved how shy is still was around her, and wanted nothing more then to pull him inside and show him how much she loved him. Instead Laura stood icily at the door, not even inviting him in.

He handed to paper cone to her, "I got these for you," he told her, feeling awkward, and unsure. Laura looked at the flowers, but didn't take them. Sam looked hurt, and pulled his hand back, the flowers still in it.

"Laura," he tried to explain, "I'm so sorry. I love you, you know that."

The girl stared at him. "Sam," she told him. "You hurt me more then you know." His blue eyes locked onto hers, filled with regret. Laura turned away, unable to meet his gaze. "I want to forgive you, Sam. I do, but I'm not ready. I'm sorry."

Sam felt like his heart had been crushed. He just wanted her to know how awful he felt, how much love he had for her. Without thinking, he grabbed her, ad kissed her with more passion then he thought was possible.

Laura was startled, and pulled back; with what Sam thought was a look of disappointment in her gorgeous brown eyes. "Don't kiss me," she said, and shaking her head closed the door.

Sam stood on the other side, praying that she would open it again, but she e never did. After several minutes, he regretfully turned at headed home. Unknown to Sam, Laura stood with her back against the door, wanting with every part of her to open it, and when Sam left, she sat down in the foyer, and cried.

Working with Jack had never been easy. Thought Jason had never believed that things could be worse; however he never thought he would sleep with the boss's daughter. Sure it had been worth it, but he still wondered if he had made a bad choice. The entire day had been awkward, and silent. The two co-workers had said little more then nessaccary to each other, and it was starting to lead on to others at the NOAA that something was wrong. Jason had tried to make conversation with Jack, but the answer had all been one worded.

Jason now regretted having to have yet another Jack, and tried to escape his office, as he saw him approaching. No such luck.

"Jason," Jack said entering the room.

The younger man looked up, "I was dropping off some files," he explained unnecessarily, and Jack disregarded it.

"Lucy is having a party tomorrow," he told him, "Something about us need to get back to regular life, I think. Anyway she told me to invite you." Jack knew that Lucy was doing this to punish him, to make him except the fact that Parker was grown up, and while she was at it she might as well dangled Sam and Laura in front of him too.

Jack's heart nearly stopped when Jason said what he had been hoping he would say. "I can't, "he lied, "I'm busy." Jason hated lying, and hated not being able to spent time with his girlfriend, but there was no way he was going to that party. Right on cue, his phone rang. He pulled it out to see Parker name flashing on the screen.

"Are you going to answer that?" Jack asked, as Jason shoved the phone back into his pocket.

Jason was caught off guard, and at risk of looking like a bigger idiot; he pulled the phone out again, and answered it.

"Meet me at my house in twenty minutes," Parker's voice cooed over the phone, and the color rushed to Jason's face. He quickly waved to Jack, and dashed out of the office.

"I'm working," he told Parker once he was away from her father.

"So leave," she said nonchalantly. Jason loved how she thought everything was so easy.

"How?" he asked, wondering how she thought it was possible to just leave work. "You want me to go tell Jack, 'Hey, I have to leave to go screw your daughter,' Yeah that would go over well."

Parker giggled on the other line, "Who said anything about screwing me?"

"You mean that's not what you wanted?" he asked, slightly disappointed. Sure he couldn't leave, but it was nice to think that someone wanted him.

"Well, I thought I would do more of the screwing," she told him seductively. Jason's mouth dropped open, and he decided he needed to get to his office fast. "But if you can't make it," Parker sighed, "I guess I'll just find something or someone else to do."

"You wouldn't," he said grinning.

"I wouldn't?" she asked innocently enough, but to Jason it sounded insanely proactive.

"I'll be there," he told the girl, already gathering his things. He didn't care if Jack came looking for him, he would come up with an excuse later.

"Good," she said, "Oh by the way, my mom is having a party tomorrow, and I told her we would come."

Jason gawked at the phone. "I can't. I have plans."

"No you don't," she said catching him in his lie, "And if you do, cancel them. Nothing's more important then your girlfriend."

She had him there, and there was no escaping it. Tomorrow was going to be painful, and Jason could only hope that he would be rewarded for it somehow.

There was nothing better to mend a broken heart then the help of your girlfriends. That was why Laura room was filled with her two closet gal pals, Parker and Elsa. Else was absently thumbing through Laura's CD collection, while Parker sat wide-eyed on bed, trying to comprehend what Laura had told her.

"He did what?" she finally managed to spit out. "Why would he do that?" Parker could not believe that her brother would have acted like that, especially to Laura. It was so out-of-character. He loved Laura more then Parker had ever loved anyone in her life, and the two of them together, often made her nauseous. However the two of them fighting was even worse. Their relationship was one of the few things that remained constant in Parker's life, and she didn't like change.

"I don't know?" Laura told her friend, a sad look on her face. She didn't know why Sam had done it. She just knew he had hurt her, and she wasn't sure what to do about it.

"I just don't believe it," the blonde said again. "I thought I raised him better than that."

Laura looked at her friend confused. "You have only known him for three years."

"Yes, but I showed up at a crucial point in his life. I would like to think I did my job in making him a good person." Parker told her, convinced that she made sense.

Laura rolled her eyes. "Whatever. I just wish things were better."

Suddenly Parker's eyes lit up, and Laura knew that meant trouble. "I have an idea!" she exclaimed, and pulled Laura over to the mirror. "We don't have much time, until we have to be at Lucy's."

Laura shook her head, and pulled away. "I'm not going," she confessed, and Parker gave her a look.

"Oh yes, you are," she informed the girl, "and you are going to look hot."

Laura wasn't sure how she felt about this. Sure she wanted to see Sam, but at the same time it just hurt to bad. She couldn't imagine spending the afternoon trying to avoid him, or worse having to confront him. Parker seemed set in her ways, though, and Laura waited helplessly as her friend began to curl her hair.

Laura had to admit that she looked gorgeous. She was definitely going to attract Sam's attention, but was that what she wanted. She studied her face in the mirror, and almost didn't recognize herself. Laura had never worn much make-up before, but she had decided that she like the way it made her brown eyes pop.

"You should wear this," Parker called holding up a strapless blue dress that she had gotten for her birthday last year. It had never been Laura style, and still had the tags on it.

"I'm not sure," she told her friend, who was holding the dress up to herself, and looking it over.

"You will look great," Elsa said from her spot in the bed. "Besides if you don't put it on, Parker is going to take it for herself. "

Laura looked over at Parker who was debating whether she was going to let Laura even put the dress on, or whether she was going to try to shove it in her purse.

"Fine," she agreed, snatching the dress from her friend, and began to put it on. The faster the got this party, the faster she could go back to bed.

WOW! I wrote that one fast! Anywho I hope ya'll enjoyed. .

P.S. Sparky: Das ve danya.... I don't know if that's right, but hey.... Laura/Parker kiss! HAHA! People going to be afraid if they read that. Love ya!