The room was half-yellow and half-beige. It was obvious that someone was redecorating the room. The walls that were freshly painted yellow had borders with caricatures of angels. The room was prepared for a baby.
"How about Bonnie? You know, after my aunt." Martin said. Martin was trying to put together a baby crib. He was almost done with the baby crib. When he put together another side, two more legs he would be finish.
Samantha came in the room with a cup of lemonade in her hand. She was vast. She was obviously months in her pregnancy. "Bonnie Fitzgerald?" She said in a dubious voice.
"You don't like it?" Martin asked as he took the glass.
"Not really." Sam said. She slowly settled into the rocking chair, "Is that baby crib going to hold?"
"According to the instruction, it should." Martin said. He put down the instruction, "What's wrong with Bonnie?" Martin asked.
"I'm sorry, it just… I cannot name my child Bonnie. Its sounds like Barbette or Barbie. What about Alexis? Alexis is a sturdy name."
Martin smirk, "I like Bonnie better."
"We're just going have to settle for a perfect name." Sam said.
Martin grabbed the instruction, "Aren't we getting ahead of ourselves. I mean we don't even know if it is a girl or boy."
"We'll find that out at our next doctor appointment." Sam said, "And besides I'm six months in."
Martin went behind her to hug her. "Three more month." Martin grinned.
Samantha did not say anything but you could tell by the expression on her face that she was excited. Martin kissed her on her forehead and went back to assemble the baby crib.
They were going to be parents!
"Sam!" Danny said. Jack and Danny were standing in front of her. Sam looked up and realized it was a daydream.
"You okay?" Jack asked.
It took her a moment or two to regain her consciousness, "Yeah. I'm fine. Just kind of tired."
"Tired." Danny said. He was concerned that she wasn't tired. He was concerned that something else bothered her. She looked uptight and overwhelmed.
"Well, I'll be in my office if you guys need me." Jack left.
"Yeah." Samantha said.
She walked passed Danny and smiled, "Excuse me." She said going towards her desk.
"Oh, sorry." Danny made a path for her to reach her desk. Samantha sat down isolating himself from Danny.
As Danny sat down at his desk, he could sense that something was wrong. He just could not think what it was. Then he remembered what happen yesterday. He remembered about Martin.
What could possibly be going on between those two? Was it a fling? Was it an intimate relationship? On the other hand, was it that they were such good friends? He had no idea what was going on between the two of them. All he knew was that it was going down drain.
When Danny gazed across the room, he stared at Samantha. She acted like everything was fine. Danny wanted to go over there to see if she was okay. Even supposing it was none of his business to invade her personal life, he wanted to help somehow.
"Mmmm." Martin eyes opened. He immediately got up and noticed that Sam was not next to her. He sat on the edge of bed still adjusting to the light.
"Sam?" He said a low subtle voice. His eyes seek around the small apartment to see if Sam was there.
Martin looked at his watch and it said seven forty-five. He realized that he was late for work, "Damn it." He headed for the bathroom door assuming that Sam was in there. He knocked on it. "Sam, come on we're going to be late for work."
He knocked one more time hoping that Sam would answer. He opened the door. The bathroom was completely empty. He was shock to see that Sam was not in the bathroom. He did not expect her to leave without him.
Then he recalled what happened last night. He recollected all the things Sam had said to him. How they were going to stick through this problem together. However, he knew deep inside of him that she had no idea what she wanted.
Outside on the terrace, Samantha was leaning against the railing, covering her face. She did not feel like crying or anything. It was just her expression was ambiguously fretful. A lot was on her mind and it was going excessively fast.
"Hey." Danny sneaked behind her.
"Hey." She said putting a more professional face on.
"You okay?" Danny just jumped out and asked. He knew that it was none of his business but since they were good friends, he could not stand to see her being so upset.
"You know you guys have been asking me that question for past few days. And I'm starting to feel like something is wrong with me." Sam said not looking at Danny.
Danny begun to say, "Well you've been acting kind of strangely different. And we're…"
Sam interrupted. "Just concern." Sam turned her head and looked at him.
Danny nodded, "Yeah. I guess we are concerned… What's going on Sam? You can tell me?"
Sam paused for the moment staring at the ground and then she said, "Life."
"Yeah, life seems to do that." Danny said.
Again, Samantha interrupted him effectively, "And that's just it Danny! Life always happens! I've had problems before in my life and I can handle them perfectly well! I can handle the problems all by myself. So I do not need you guys helping me! I can handle this by myself. "
"But you don't always have to handle problems by yourself." Danny debated inventively.
Samantha knew that he was right and she wanted to believe him, but she couldn't, "I have get back to work."
Samantha was racing down the hall with so much emotion in her heart. She was so timid. She did not know what to do with it. She just wanted an answer.
All of a sudden, she accidentally ran into someone, "Oh, I am so…" She looked up and saw that it was Martin, "sorry." For a moment or two they just stared at each other. They ran into each other so fast that they did not even have time to run away.
Then Martin said, "When I woke up, you… well you obviously left."
"Yeah, I had to come here and finish up a few things here." Sam said awkwardly.
"Come one same, stop kidding yourself." Martin was frustrated with Sam. He was done with keeping the propinquity of silence. He just wanted to put his feelings out in the field.
"What do you mean kidding yourself. So do you think…" Sam looked around so no one would hear her say the words coming out of her mouth, "So you think I just should accept the fact that I am pregnant!"
"No. That's not it at all. I know that this is tough." Martin said.
Sam sporadically spoke, "No Martin. You do not know how tough this is for me!"
"Sam you need to stop this! Stop this whole enraged act. Stop acting like you have the whole world on your shoulders and you have to deal with this by myself."
"By myself! I given you plenty of times to help me Martin." Sam argued.
"Like when. Like this morning when you ran off." Martin disputed.
Sam didn't say anything after that. She was just utterly out of words. Her eyes slowly began to water.
"I got to go." Sam said.
"Sam wait." Martin blocked her path. Sam didn't want to push him but she did want him to move.
"What if… What if you'd just talk to me? Please Sam, just talk to me." Martin begged. Martin begun to see the tears falling down her cheek. Even though he did want her to stay, he knew that Sam was uncomfortable. He moved out of her way. She headed to the bathroom.
From behind Danny watched the whole thing. All he saw was hand signals and gestures. Nevertheless he saw all the passion between the both of them.
Danny could not take it anymore. Samantha and him had been such great friends for such a long time that he could not stand to see her in such pain.
Danny walked toward Martin, "Hey."
Martin was shocked to see Danny. He decided to just pretend like nothing happened. "Oh hey man. What's going on." Danny and Martin walked to a discrete corner.
Danny then forcefully slammed Martin against the wall aggressively.
Martin said offended, "What the hell?"
"Now I don't know what's going on to the between you and Sam. But whatever it is, you better not hurt her."
Martin pushed Danny away, "You know what you're right. You don't know what going on the between the both of us. So you just stay out of it!"
