Disclaimer: Don't own 'em still, but I have John Wells tied to a chair in my basement. I'll keep you updated. ;)
Chapter Thirty Two:
Sam woke up at 5:30 in the morning to Donald shaking her, she had no idea what was going on.
"Sammy, wake up." he said shaking her.
"What do you want?" Sam groaned.
"You're mother has something to tell you, c'mon she's in the kitchen."
Sam got up and followed Donald into the kitchen, Chad was still half asleep sitting at the table. Sam sat down and put her head on the table.
"Well the reason we're all up so early is because Don and I are taking you guys on vacation." Gail said.
"Where are we going?" Chad asked yawning.
"I'm glad you asked, we're all going camping."
Sam sat straight up, she couldn't believe what she'd just heard. Camping? What the hell were they thinking? Who the hell wants to go camping?
"What do you mean, camping?" Sam asked.
"I mean pitch a tent, light a bon fire, sing songs. You know, camping."
"There is no way in hell you're getting me to go."
"I can't go, I've got work." Chad said.
"You've got vacation time, you'll be fine." Donald answered.
"Mom, I can't go camping. I've never liked the outdoors, in fact they scare me." Sam whined.
"Sammy, you'll have fun." Gail said happily.
"When are we leaving?"
"Well as soon as you guys can pack, every things already out in the car."
"Are we at least going to a camp ground?"
"Oh yeah, we found a nice one in New Hampshire."
"New Hampshire? That's like, seven hours away." Chad screamed.
"There is no way I'm going to sit in a car for seven hours." Sam said.
"But Sammy, you'll have fun." Donald answered.
Sam knew she wasn't going to win, so she went into her room to pack. It was laundry day so most of her clothes were in the basement, she only washed what she'd be taking. She got changed and went into the living room, she sat down on the couch and waited for everyone else to finish.
It wasn't long before everyone was in the car, good thing Donald had a Suburban. Sam stared out the window as they passed Mikey's house, she saw him getting into his car. She missed him terribly, it had been over three weeks since she last talked to him.
She started thinking about Alex, no sooner had he gotten back that she was leaving somewhere. She didn't even get to call him, that pissed her off. Sam hadn't said anything for the past three hours, and Chad kept looking back at her.
"What?" she asked the seventh time he looked at her.
"I'm just making sure you're still awake." he answered shrugging.
"Why? So the ride takes three times as long? No thank you."
Chad didn't say anything, instead he just turned around. Sam just went back to thinking, but soon fell asleep. She woke up to her mother saying something, she looked around and had no idea where they were.
"C'mon Sammy, it's time to wake up." Gail said climbing into the back.
"Why? Are we there?"
"No, but we did stop to get something to eat. C'mon, lets go."
Sam got out of the car and went into Denny's, she sat down and didn't say much of anything. They had been on the road for three hours and it was only 8:30, this was taking WAY longer then she'd hoped. She sat there quietly until Chad looked over at her.
"What?" Sam asked.
"Nothing." he answered with a shrug.
"You keep looking at me, what's up?"
"I just wanted to make sure you're alright."
"Why?"
"Cause you're pregnant duh."
"Aw that's sweet." she said leaning over and hugging him.
"Alright, enough with this mushy shit. Besides I don't want that hot chick over there, to think we're married or something." he said pushing her away.
"I didn't know I was cramping you're style."
No one said much after that, they were all pretty tired. At about 9:30 they all piled back into the car, Sam fell asleep for the rest of the ride. She woke up to Donald opening the back door and pulling out the cooler.
"Oh Sammy, you're up. We're here." Donald said happily.
Sam got out and looked around, she noticed there were camp sites on either side of them. At least there were other people there, maybe she'd make a friend or two. She took out a plastic chair and sat down in the middle of the camp site, she really wasn't going to be of much help.
She looked around at her family, they really were like the Addams family. She had a hippie mother, who owned most of her ex-husbands business. A down-to-earth step-father, who had a chain of supermarkets. And a brother, who was a cop. She seemed like a bum, but she didn't really care.
While she was sitting there thinking she heard her name called, she turned around and saw Moe and Mikey in the next camp site. Moe was waving franticly, and walking over to her. His walking was cut short when he tripped over the tent rope and skinned his nose bloody.
"Oh my God, are you alright?" Gail asked running to his side.
"Yeah I'll be fine." he said standing up and putting his shirt over his nose.
"How rude of me, I'm Gail." she said reaching out her hand.
"I'm Maurice, but please call me Moe." he said shaking her hand.
"Moe, aren't you that kid that lives down the street?"
"Yeah."
"I've heard so much about you're brother, Sam can't stop talking about him."
Sam slid down in her chair, she couldn't believe her mother was talking to him. She was thinking of a way to busy herself when she heard her name called again, she looked up and saw Mikey waving her over. She got up and walked over to him, maybe they would talk about something important.
"What are you doing here?" he asked as soon as she was close enough.
"What do you mean?" she asked confused.
"I mean, what the fuck are you doing here? I finally go away and you have to follow me?"
"Excuse me? I'm not following you."
"Whatever, just try and stay away from me okay?"
"Alright, fine."
She walked back over to her camp site and sat back down, she couldn't believe she agreed to go camping. What was so great about it? You get eaten alive by bugs, sleep on the ground, you can't watch tv. No tv? Great now she'd miss Angel, could this day get any better?
She helped set up the tent while her mother talked to Moe, and soon the sun went down. They lit a huge bon fire and sat around it, figures that the first night would be 50 degrees.
Sam silently thanked God when they were going to bed, all she could think about is what Mikey said to her. Was he taking drugs or something? What was his problem? What was her mothers problem? She talked to Moe for five straight hours, what were they talking about?
Sam layed down in her sleeping bag for a while, trying very hard to find a comfortable spot so she could fall asleep. She tossed and turned for two hours before finally falling into a deep sleep.
Chapter Thirty Two:
Sam woke up at 5:30 in the morning to Donald shaking her, she had no idea what was going on.
"Sammy, wake up." he said shaking her.
"What do you want?" Sam groaned.
"You're mother has something to tell you, c'mon she's in the kitchen."
Sam got up and followed Donald into the kitchen, Chad was still half asleep sitting at the table. Sam sat down and put her head on the table.
"Well the reason we're all up so early is because Don and I are taking you guys on vacation." Gail said.
"Where are we going?" Chad asked yawning.
"I'm glad you asked, we're all going camping."
Sam sat straight up, she couldn't believe what she'd just heard. Camping? What the hell were they thinking? Who the hell wants to go camping?
"What do you mean, camping?" Sam asked.
"I mean pitch a tent, light a bon fire, sing songs. You know, camping."
"There is no way in hell you're getting me to go."
"I can't go, I've got work." Chad said.
"You've got vacation time, you'll be fine." Donald answered.
"Mom, I can't go camping. I've never liked the outdoors, in fact they scare me." Sam whined.
"Sammy, you'll have fun." Gail said happily.
"When are we leaving?"
"Well as soon as you guys can pack, every things already out in the car."
"Are we at least going to a camp ground?"
"Oh yeah, we found a nice one in New Hampshire."
"New Hampshire? That's like, seven hours away." Chad screamed.
"There is no way I'm going to sit in a car for seven hours." Sam said.
"But Sammy, you'll have fun." Donald answered.
Sam knew she wasn't going to win, so she went into her room to pack. It was laundry day so most of her clothes were in the basement, she only washed what she'd be taking. She got changed and went into the living room, she sat down on the couch and waited for everyone else to finish.
It wasn't long before everyone was in the car, good thing Donald had a Suburban. Sam stared out the window as they passed Mikey's house, she saw him getting into his car. She missed him terribly, it had been over three weeks since she last talked to him.
She started thinking about Alex, no sooner had he gotten back that she was leaving somewhere. She didn't even get to call him, that pissed her off. Sam hadn't said anything for the past three hours, and Chad kept looking back at her.
"What?" she asked the seventh time he looked at her.
"I'm just making sure you're still awake." he answered shrugging.
"Why? So the ride takes three times as long? No thank you."
Chad didn't say anything, instead he just turned around. Sam just went back to thinking, but soon fell asleep. She woke up to her mother saying something, she looked around and had no idea where they were.
"C'mon Sammy, it's time to wake up." Gail said climbing into the back.
"Why? Are we there?"
"No, but we did stop to get something to eat. C'mon, lets go."
Sam got out of the car and went into Denny's, she sat down and didn't say much of anything. They had been on the road for three hours and it was only 8:30, this was taking WAY longer then she'd hoped. She sat there quietly until Chad looked over at her.
"What?" Sam asked.
"Nothing." he answered with a shrug.
"You keep looking at me, what's up?"
"I just wanted to make sure you're alright."
"Why?"
"Cause you're pregnant duh."
"Aw that's sweet." she said leaning over and hugging him.
"Alright, enough with this mushy shit. Besides I don't want that hot chick over there, to think we're married or something." he said pushing her away.
"I didn't know I was cramping you're style."
No one said much after that, they were all pretty tired. At about 9:30 they all piled back into the car, Sam fell asleep for the rest of the ride. She woke up to Donald opening the back door and pulling out the cooler.
"Oh Sammy, you're up. We're here." Donald said happily.
Sam got out and looked around, she noticed there were camp sites on either side of them. At least there were other people there, maybe she'd make a friend or two. She took out a plastic chair and sat down in the middle of the camp site, she really wasn't going to be of much help.
She looked around at her family, they really were like the Addams family. She had a hippie mother, who owned most of her ex-husbands business. A down-to-earth step-father, who had a chain of supermarkets. And a brother, who was a cop. She seemed like a bum, but she didn't really care.
While she was sitting there thinking she heard her name called, she turned around and saw Moe and Mikey in the next camp site. Moe was waving franticly, and walking over to her. His walking was cut short when he tripped over the tent rope and skinned his nose bloody.
"Oh my God, are you alright?" Gail asked running to his side.
"Yeah I'll be fine." he said standing up and putting his shirt over his nose.
"How rude of me, I'm Gail." she said reaching out her hand.
"I'm Maurice, but please call me Moe." he said shaking her hand.
"Moe, aren't you that kid that lives down the street?"
"Yeah."
"I've heard so much about you're brother, Sam can't stop talking about him."
Sam slid down in her chair, she couldn't believe her mother was talking to him. She was thinking of a way to busy herself when she heard her name called again, she looked up and saw Mikey waving her over. She got up and walked over to him, maybe they would talk about something important.
"What are you doing here?" he asked as soon as she was close enough.
"What do you mean?" she asked confused.
"I mean, what the fuck are you doing here? I finally go away and you have to follow me?"
"Excuse me? I'm not following you."
"Whatever, just try and stay away from me okay?"
"Alright, fine."
She walked back over to her camp site and sat back down, she couldn't believe she agreed to go camping. What was so great about it? You get eaten alive by bugs, sleep on the ground, you can't watch tv. No tv? Great now she'd miss Angel, could this day get any better?
She helped set up the tent while her mother talked to Moe, and soon the sun went down. They lit a huge bon fire and sat around it, figures that the first night would be 50 degrees.
Sam silently thanked God when they were going to bed, all she could think about is what Mikey said to her. Was he taking drugs or something? What was his problem? What was her mothers problem? She talked to Moe for five straight hours, what were they talking about?
Sam layed down in her sleeping bag for a while, trying very hard to find a comfortable spot so she could fall asleep. She tossed and turned for two hours before finally falling into a deep sleep.