Samantha had been sitting in the hospital room holding Martin's hand and telling him over and over how much he meant to her for nearly an hour. She hoped that confessing her love would wake him up.
"Miss Spade? I'm sorry to interrupt you," Dr. Williams said softly, "I just need to check up on him. It'll only take a minute."
"Oh, okay. I should probably get some water or something." Samantha said wiping her tears off her cheeks, oddly thankful she wasn't wearing any mascara. She brushed her hair back and walked slowly toward the waiting room where Danny sat reading a magazine.
"Hey, Sam," Danny said looking up at her, "How is he?"
"He seems okay. The doctor is with him now. I just don't know what to think. I mean, if he doesn't make it…"
"He'll make it, Sam." Danny interrupted, trying to calm his friend, "If anyone can pull themselves out of a coma, its Marty." Samantha smiled softly and sat down next to Danny. "Can I get you anything? A tissue maybe?" Danny asked.
"Water would be great." Samantha leaned back and put her hand on her stomach and wished Martin would wake up.
Chapter nine
Samantha sipped her ice water and waited slightly impatiently for Dr. Williams to come back out into the waiting room.
"Should I call the others?" Danny asked
"I don't know. It's past midnight. They're probably asleep. You should go home and get some sleep." Samantha didn't want her problems to rub off on anyone else.
"It's okay Sam; I want Marty to get better just as much as you do. If anyone should get some sleep it's you."
"I can't leave him." Samantha said softly as she noticed the doctor coming back.
"Miss Spade, Mr. Taylor. I have some good news," Sam and Danny stood up and walked toward the doctor looking hopeful, "Martin should wake up soon. His heartbeat is regulating and everything else seems normal. But even if he does wake up, he'll need to stay here for another twenty-four hours for observation."
Samantha let out a sigh of relief, "Can I go see him?"
"Of course," Said Dr. Williams as he walked toward the reception area, "When he wakes up, give him the water that is next to the bed. He is probably dehydrated."
"Yeah," Sam said as she walked toward the familiar room, "Danny, do you want to see him?"
"Sure." Danny responded, he hadn't seen his friend since Martin was admitted and he was curious to see how banged up he really was. The two of them walked into the dark room where Martin still lay; Samantha noticed he was regaining color back in his face.
"He's looking a little better." Danny said, even though he knew Sam wasn't listening to him. She was lost in her own thoughts, like usual, and had all of her focus on Martin.
"Now that I know he's doing better, would it be okay if I went home?" Danny asked. Samantha's reply was merely a nod. "Call if anything changes, okay Sam?" Sam still only nodded. "He'll be fine," Danny said as he awkwardly patted his friends' shoulder, "Call me if you need anything. See you later." Danny said as he left.
Sam held Martins' hand again and begun speaking again, "The doctor said you should wake up soon. You've been out for a few hours, but it feels like days. Please wake up, I love you." Samantha squeezed Martins' hand and to her surprise, he squeezed back. Sam laughed a little through her upcoming tears. "I knew you could hear me!" Samantha was suddenly really happy, mostly because the chance of him waking up increased. She studied his face intently as it started twitching; he was waking up. Samantha smiled at him and leaned over to kiss his cheek. When she pulled back, Martin's eyes slowly opened.
"Sam?" His voice was hoarse and his throat sounded dry.
"Good morning," Sam said as she reached for the cup of water next to his table, "Can you put your head up?" Martin struggled to sit up, but managed. Sam carefully helped him drink the water.
"How long have you been here?"
"A couple of hours. Danny was here too, but he just left."
"You didn't have to stay." Martin said as he lay back down. Samantha smiled and sat back down in her chair, "Yes I did." Martin smiled at her response and shifted in the bed trying to get comfortable, when he winced in pain. "God, what's wrong with me?"
"Cracked ribs." That made sense to Martin, considering the pain was coming from his side. He gave up moving just moved back to his original position. "How are you doing?" He asked
"I should be asking you that." Sam responded
"You know what I mean. Do you feel nauseous or anything?"
"I haven't really been thinking about that. I was more worried about you than anything."
"Sorry." Martin reached for a nearby water bottle.
"It's okay, I don't like feeling nauseous. Although I probably should get used to it."
Martin looked at her confused. "So you're saying that…"
"I'm saying that I want to have the baby." Samantha put her head down, afraid of how Martin was going to relax. But instead of freaking out like she thought he was, Martin reached out and held her hand.
"Me too." Martin said and Sam looked up at him and smiled. Then she reached in and hugged him. "Ouch, Ribs."
"Oh sorry," Samantha pulled away, "I forgot."
"It's okay."
"I'm just so happy. I mean, I don't think I've ever been his happy."
"Me neither." Martin and Samantha just stared at each other happily for what seemed like eternity, but their moment was interrupted by the doctor.
"Well look who is awake." Said Dr. Williams as he walked toward Martin's heart monitor. "Everything looks okay, but you'll need to stay another twenty-four hours for observation. But you seem fine. How are you feeling?"
"Tired mostly." Martin responded
"That's normal. I hate to interrupt your conversation, but it would be best if you got some rest." The doctor told Martin.
"You should go home too, try to get some sleep." Martin said to Samantha
"If you insist. But I'm calling Danny to stay with you."
"I'm fine!" Martin insisted.
"I'm still calling him," She said as she walked away from his grip on her hand, "I'll be right back."
Samantha persisted to stay with Martin until Danny came. Martin was already dozing off and Samantha herself felt weak.
"Martin?" She asked quietly, if he was asleep she didn't want to wake him
"Yeah?" Sam walked over to the bed and kissed him lightly on the lips, and he kissed her back. When she pulled away, she smiled at him and said, "We're having a baby."
