FS6

Let me show you what I'm made of
Good intentions are not enough
To get me through today and this life.

Sam watched Livvie stare up at the Quartermaine mansion with a look of sheer terror across her face. She looked over to see Justus and Jason staring obliviously at the ground with their hands stuck in their pockets. God men were so clueless sometimes! She looked back to the teenage girl who she had come to like so much in the past 24 hours. She looked beautiful in a pale pink strapless dress that brought out her skin tone. She had left her hair loose and it curled wildly around her shoulders. Sam felt like she had found a kindred spirit in Livvie, and that was definitely a good thing. She took one last look at the men before waddling over to Livvie.

"Hey Sam," Livvie said monotone.

"Hey kid, how's it goin?"

Livvie shrugged her shoulders, "Been better. I lived here with my parents a long time ago when they were still alive."

Sam winced a little. This girl saw everything so black and white; she couldn't see that even though Jason Quartermaine was dead, Jason Morgan still cared about her. "It'll be hard for you to go in there, but at least you won't be alone." Sam hesitantly threaded her fingers through Livvie's, reassured when she squeezed her hand. "Besides, if the Q's get to in your face, we'll distract them," she patted her belly where the baby lay asleep.

"Really?" she asked with a small smile.

Sam smiled back at her, "Really. You'd be surprised how effectively this kid works."

Livvie broke into a wide smile, "Okay, I trust you. Let's do this."

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Jason watched Sam interact with Livvie in nothing short of amazement. They were holding hands and talking in soft tones. Sam continued to amaze him with her strength throughout her pregnancy. Every day she had to deal with Sonny and Carly, and now to go out of her way to take care of Livvie; it made him really respect her. To tell the truth, he more than respected her. He was developing real feelings for Sam that went beyond friendship and respect.

"Well they look cozy don't they?" Justus asked him. He had almost forgotten the other man was there. "It's good for Livvie. Now that Keisha is gone, she really needs a strong female role model in her life."

"Yeah," Jason responded. He watched as Sam turned and waved for him and Justus to come forward.

"Show time," Justus said clapping him on the back and going forward. Jason had to agree. This was definitely going to be a show.

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I am right beside you
In this life.

Dinner was an interesting event to say the least. Livvie was sure that at one point, she had loved all these people, but at the moment she just wanted to get the hell away from them. Lila was great and Emily wasn't that bad, but the rest of them were like a pack of hungry tigers, with Livvie being the meat. They pushed, prodded, and pried forcing Livvie to respond with one-word answers. By far the worst though was Edward, or Grandfather as she was expected to call him.

"Olivia my dear, once you graduate high school, there is a position waiting for you at ELQ doing whatever it is that you want."

Livvie looked up from her napkin that she had been so intently studying, "Gee Grandfather that's- an interesting offer, but I'm not so sure ELQ would be such a great fit for me."

"My dear, it's an amazing fit for a Quartermaine."

Livvie bit the inside of her cheek to keep from completely lashing out. "I'm not a Quartermaine, I'm a Ward." All conversation at the table ceased to watch the fireworks that were about to explode.

Edward frowned deeply, "Your father is a Quartermaine, so in turn you are a Quartermaine."

"My father was a Quartermaine," Livvie corrected annoyed. "But he's dead now, and my last name is Ward."

"Well thank God she's smart enough to realize she isn't one of us." Livvie turned to see a middle-aged brown-haired woman enter the dining room. She gave Livvie an appraising look before turning away.

"Tracy, you were banished from the house while Olivia is visiting. As you can see, she's still here, so why don't you run along," Edward gestured to the door with his hand.

"Well Daddy," she started in a sickly sweet voice. "I'm just here to see the next bastard child that you intend to mold into an heir."

"And she certainly is something to look at," AJ said entering.

Livvie rolled her eyes, "Why don't you go back to whatever vodka bottle you crawled out of?"

Sam watched the scene escalate and suddenly had an idea. "Ouch!" she cried clutching her stomach. All eyes swiveled to her and Jason grabbed her hand.

"What's wrong?" he asked with worry in his eyes.

Sam felt bad that she had scared Jason, but it had to be done in order to save Livvie form these ravenous beasts. "The baby's kicking. Hard," she emphasized.

"Well dear," Lila said catching onto Sam's plan, "You should probably go home and rest. The third trimester is a difficult time, and with your history…"

"Yes, rest is the best thing for an expectant mother," Monica agreed.

"Take a warm bath," Alan suggested, "it will help to soothe the baby."

Sam gave a fake smile, "Yes I'll do that. Sorry for cutting dinner short," she apologized standing up as Jason pulled out her chair.

"Not to worry dear. Go home and take care of your child. Children are God's most precious gift."

Sam smiled for real this time. "I agree with you Mrs. Quartermaine."

Lila waved her hand, "Oh please dear, it's Grandmother to you. Now Jason, make sure Sam gets plenty of rest tonight. And Livvie, please do come back and see me."

"I will Grandmother." Livvie told her never taking her eyes off of AJ and Tracy.

"C'mon half-pint, I'll walk you out," Justus told her grabbing her arm and dragging her away.

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I can reach up and bring you back down to the ground
And give you everything you dream about

"Can I come in?" Sam asked standing just outside Livvie's door.

Livvie looked up from one of the boxes she was unpacking. "Sure. Be careful though, I don't want you to fall and hurt yourself."

Sam shrugged her shoulders, "Me and her are invincible together." She picked her way across the room and to Livvie's bed. She picked up one of the framed pictures sitting on the bedside table. "Is this your mom?"

Livvie looked up at the picture in Sam's hand. "Yeah, it was a couple months before…"

"Before you moved here," Sam supplied quickly.

She smiled gratefully at Sam, "yeah, before I moved here."

Sam sat the picture carefully back onto the table. "She was beautiful. You look a lot like her." She watched as Livvie tensed a bit. "Anyways, I just wanted to make sure your self-esteem is still intact after tonight. The Q's are hard to handle."

Livvie rolled her shoulders, "I've dealt with worse. Some of the guys in Chicago were real jackasses. Besides that, I have a helluva temper. I can handle anything that comes my way."

Sam nodded seeing so much of herself in this girl. "I get that. I know you don't know me real well or anything, but if you ever wanna just talk- about anything. I'm here. I don't want you to feel like you're alone in this."

She just nodded afraid Sam would hear the tears in her voice if she spoke.

"Okay, I'm gonna go downstairs and try to find the Oreo's that Jason hid from me. Come find me if you need anything." Sam got up and walked toward the door.

"Sam?" Livvie called her back.

"Yeah?"

Livvie hesitated for a second. "Thanks."

Sam smiled slightly, but didn't let Livvie see. "Anytime kiddo."

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