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Jack glanced back at Samantha's sleeping form as he left her apartment. It hurt him to leave but he knew it could end up hurting him even more if he stayed.
1 month later…
Samantha looked at the little white stick she held in her hand. Blue. That meant she was pregnant. Damn. She couldn't let Jack find out. There was only on thing to do…
2 weeks later…
Samantha swallowed hard as she opened the door to Jack's office after this there was no turning back.
"Jack, I need a transfer."
5 weeks later…
Samantha approached the door of her mother's house in San Francisco. She dreaded telling her mum about the baby. Mainly because she would ask THE question, Who's the father?
6 months later…
Samantha held her tiny girl in her arms. Stephanie she would call her. Jack always loved that name. It was such a shame he would never get to meet her.
2 months later…
The guilt was eating away at Samantha she needed to go back to New York and talk to Jack, introduce him to Stephanie and tell him how sorry he was.
1 week later…
"Sam? What are you doing here?" Samantha handed Stephanie to Jack. "This is Stephanie. Your daughter. I'm sorry"
6 years later…
Jack watched Samantha as she pushed Stephanie on the swing. He went up behind her and planted a kiss on the back of her head. He was glad he was with her, she made him happy.
THE END