Disclaimer: John Wells and I are still discussing the whole character thing, until then I'm afraid it's only entertainment.
Chapter Thirty:
When Sam got home she was shocked that her mother was actually being nice for a change, this got Sam thinking that maybe she wanted something.
"Hey Samantha, how was you're day?" Gail asked putting a plate of food down on the table.
"Good, what are you doing here?" Sam asked looking around.
"Donald and I have some great news for you kids, and I figured I'd make supper for all of us."
Sam looked at the plate in front of her, it was steak and potato's. Her favorite, well one of them anyway. She quietly sat down at the table and the men soon joined them.
"So what's you're news?" Sam asked.
Gail and Donald looked at each other, and held hands.
"Samantha, Chadwick, I'm pregnant." Gail said happily.
Sam must have been staring cause everyone was looking at her, she could not believe what she'd just heard. How could her mother be pregnant? Well she knew HOW, just not...you get the picture.
"Samantha, say something."
"Why don't you ask Chad to say something?" Sam snapped.
"Sammy, I just congratulated them." Chad whispered.
"Oh, sorry."
Sam just went back to eating, she was trying to think of something nice to say. Sure she was happy, but her child would be around the same age as her sibling. That just didn't seem right.
"Sam, why don't you say something to you're mother." Donald tried helping her along, maybe that's all she needed.
"Well mother, I'm glad you're pregnant. You'll make a great mother, again." Sam said rudely.
"Sam, that's not all you have to tell her."
"Samantha, what is he talking about?" Gail asked looking over at her.
Sam felt like a trapped rat, she couldn't think of a worse time to tell her mother. But she knew it would eventually come to pass, but she was going to try and escape it.
"Great dinner mom, it's my favorite." she said kicking Donald under the table.
"Well, I'm glad you like it." Gail said going back to eating.
"Mom I'm pregnant, I've been pregnant for a while now and I just didn't know how to tell you." Sam blurted out after a minute of silence.
"Samantha? Go to you're room." Gail said standing up.
"Mom please listen to me, I want this child. There is nothing you can say or do that'll make me change my mind, so you sending me to my room isn't going to do anything more then piss me off."
Chad sunk into his chair, while Donald looked around for something else to do. They both knew Gail was going to blow up, it was just a matter of time.
"As long as you know what you're getting into." was all Gail said, after that she went into her room.
Chad was shocked that she didn't yell, Donald was pretty damn surprised as well. Sam looked around the table and stood up, she walked over to her mother's bedroom door and knocked, she didn't even wait for an answer before opening the door.
"Mom listen.." Sam started.
"No, it's alright. You are a grown woman, and you can make you're own choices." Gail answered.
"I just don't want you to hate this child mom, just like you hated me."
Sam couldn't believe she'd said that, and from the looks of Gail's face, she couldn't either.
"Sammy, how can you say that?"
"It's just that you always seemed to favor Chad over me."
"I have never even thought that, I always had better expectations for you. Chad's a guy, you can't expect much from them."
Both Sam and Gail chuckled a little bit, they knew from experience.
--In The Kitchen--
Right after Sam went into Gail's room Chad and Donald attempted a conversation.
"So, it's some game the Mets had wasn't it?" Chad started.
"You're an ass, everyone knows the Yankees are better."
"Bull shit, Mets kick ass."
They both sat there for a minute, neither one saying anything.
"You wanna go listen?" Donald asked.
"Hell yeah."
Donald and Chad stood by the door, both of their right ears pressed against the door. They both chuckled as well, they would not conform for anyone.
--Back In Gail's Room--
Sam and Gail had a wonderful conversation about when Chad was born, they talked for hours. This is what Sam always wanted, a mother she could get along with. Now if she could only mend fences with Mikey, she'd be one happy camper.
Sam went to bed that night happy, she was happy that she finally made friends with her mother. Sixteen long years of butting heads with her mother, only to find out she just wanted what was best.
"Now, if she could only help me out with Mikey." Sam said out loud before falling asleep.
Chapter Thirty:
When Sam got home she was shocked that her mother was actually being nice for a change, this got Sam thinking that maybe she wanted something.
"Hey Samantha, how was you're day?" Gail asked putting a plate of food down on the table.
"Good, what are you doing here?" Sam asked looking around.
"Donald and I have some great news for you kids, and I figured I'd make supper for all of us."
Sam looked at the plate in front of her, it was steak and potato's. Her favorite, well one of them anyway. She quietly sat down at the table and the men soon joined them.
"So what's you're news?" Sam asked.
Gail and Donald looked at each other, and held hands.
"Samantha, Chadwick, I'm pregnant." Gail said happily.
Sam must have been staring cause everyone was looking at her, she could not believe what she'd just heard. How could her mother be pregnant? Well she knew HOW, just not...you get the picture.
"Samantha, say something."
"Why don't you ask Chad to say something?" Sam snapped.
"Sammy, I just congratulated them." Chad whispered.
"Oh, sorry."
Sam just went back to eating, she was trying to think of something nice to say. Sure she was happy, but her child would be around the same age as her sibling. That just didn't seem right.
"Sam, why don't you say something to you're mother." Donald tried helping her along, maybe that's all she needed.
"Well mother, I'm glad you're pregnant. You'll make a great mother, again." Sam said rudely.
"Sam, that's not all you have to tell her."
"Samantha, what is he talking about?" Gail asked looking over at her.
Sam felt like a trapped rat, she couldn't think of a worse time to tell her mother. But she knew it would eventually come to pass, but she was going to try and escape it.
"Great dinner mom, it's my favorite." she said kicking Donald under the table.
"Well, I'm glad you like it." Gail said going back to eating.
"Mom I'm pregnant, I've been pregnant for a while now and I just didn't know how to tell you." Sam blurted out after a minute of silence.
"Samantha? Go to you're room." Gail said standing up.
"Mom please listen to me, I want this child. There is nothing you can say or do that'll make me change my mind, so you sending me to my room isn't going to do anything more then piss me off."
Chad sunk into his chair, while Donald looked around for something else to do. They both knew Gail was going to blow up, it was just a matter of time.
"As long as you know what you're getting into." was all Gail said, after that she went into her room.
Chad was shocked that she didn't yell, Donald was pretty damn surprised as well. Sam looked around the table and stood up, she walked over to her mother's bedroom door and knocked, she didn't even wait for an answer before opening the door.
"Mom listen.." Sam started.
"No, it's alright. You are a grown woman, and you can make you're own choices." Gail answered.
"I just don't want you to hate this child mom, just like you hated me."
Sam couldn't believe she'd said that, and from the looks of Gail's face, she couldn't either.
"Sammy, how can you say that?"
"It's just that you always seemed to favor Chad over me."
"I have never even thought that, I always had better expectations for you. Chad's a guy, you can't expect much from them."
Both Sam and Gail chuckled a little bit, they knew from experience.
--In The Kitchen--
Right after Sam went into Gail's room Chad and Donald attempted a conversation.
"So, it's some game the Mets had wasn't it?" Chad started.
"You're an ass, everyone knows the Yankees are better."
"Bull shit, Mets kick ass."
They both sat there for a minute, neither one saying anything.
"You wanna go listen?" Donald asked.
"Hell yeah."
Donald and Chad stood by the door, both of their right ears pressed against the door. They both chuckled as well, they would not conform for anyone.
--Back In Gail's Room--
Sam and Gail had a wonderful conversation about when Chad was born, they talked for hours. This is what Sam always wanted, a mother she could get along with. Now if she could only mend fences with Mikey, she'd be one happy camper.
Sam went to bed that night happy, she was happy that she finally made friends with her mother. Sixteen long years of butting heads with her mother, only to find out she just wanted what was best.
"Now, if she could only help me out with Mikey." Sam said out loud before falling asleep.