Author Note: Sorry it took me so long. I had to reload the entire story again. I am leaving across the country but I will put more chapters in before I go.
What would happen if we kept the baby?" Sam's voice popped in Martin's head.
That question was in Martin's head all night. He then realized that Sam might have made her decision. It was not as if Martin hated her because she made a decision. He was just confused since he was not in the processing plan.
Still that question invaded Martin's head all night. What would happen if we kept the baby? All of this was happening so fast. A day ago, Sam wouldn't even talk to him. Yet, a day later, she was talking about starting a family with him. It was a bit scary.
Martin opened his eyes and he looked out the window. He noticed that it was daytime, but it was only about crack of dawn. Martin quietly yawned as he tried to wake up. He looked next him to find Sam still sleeping. She was so beautiful. Having a baby with her would be an honor. She must really trust him to have a baby with him.
Sam headed for a cab after saying goodbye to Martin. Martin stepped back to the curb so he could hail his own ride. Sam opened the car door and turned back.
Sam said "Hey, Martin?"
Martin turned around, "Yeah?"
Sam asked, "You want to share a cab?"
Martin pointed to the opposite direction, "I live uptown."
Sam instantaneously said, "Yeah, I know."
Martin considered it for a moment, nodded to himself, then went toward the taxi. As Sam got into the car, Martin followed her in. He closed the door behind him.
Martin poured him a cup of coffee. He remembered that one night when he hailed a cab with Sam. All that he remembered about that night was that it ended up with great sex. He never imagined that he would have baby with her.
An hour later, Martin heard the sounds of Sam waking up. Martin walked over so he could greet her. All he was wearing was his bear boxer shorts.
Sam's eyes peeked open.
"Good morning sunshine." Martin said.
"Morning. Could you grab…" She pointed to her robe.
"Sure." Martin reached the hook, grabbed Sam's robe and handed it to her.
"Thanks." She sat up to put her robe on.
Martin sat next to her so he so he could put his arm around her. He kissed her on the forehead.
"Coffee, it is decafe." He handed her a cup.
"Mmm." She said, "I'm not sure decafe is a thing to get use to."
"I'm sure you will." He grabbed the coffee cup and put it on the coffee table.
He looked up and they kissed. Sam wrapped her hands around his neck as they continued kissing. Martin leans her down as she got on top of her.
Unpredictably Sam's cell phone rang. Sam and Martin both looked at the phone mad that it disturbed their moment.
"That is probably work." Martin implied.
It ranged again and Sam still did not answer it.
"Are you going to answer it?" Martin inquired.
"Should I?" Sam said as it ranged for the fourth time.
"If you want to." Martin said.
Sam unexpectedly, picked up the phone, "Spade."
Martin did not expect her to pick up the phone.
"Hey Sam." Jack was on the other line.
"Hey Jack." Martin felt isolated when he heard the name 'Jack' come out of her mouth. He was mad that things contradicted itself back to Jack.
"Yeah. I can show up about eight." Sam said. Martin rolled off Sam. Sam got out of the bed.
On the other line, Jack could hear the heavy breathing of a man. He was wondering if it was Martin, "Yeah so I'll see you then."
"Yeah." Sam said.
"Okay." Jack said.
"Bye." Sam hung up the phone.
Martin sat on the edge of the bed, "Do we have work?"
"Uh… Yeah. So I'm going to get ready." Sam walked around passing Martin. Martin did not want her to get ready for work. He wanted her to be with him. He grabbed her and kissed her.
"Martin, we can't do this not now. We have to go to work." Sam said but Martin still kissed her on her neck.
"Do you want to?" He asked. Sam was useless; she wanted to be with him. Every time she was near him, she felt safe. She gave in when she kissed him and Martin took off her robe.
As Jack as finishing his paperwork from yesterday, he was still in awe. What would happen if Martin and Sam were really dating? What could Jack do about it? Sam was not with him anymore and she did not have to listen to him.
Jack walked out of the courthouse and down the front stairs. Sam was standing outside waiting for Jack. Jack slowed down when he saw Sam.
Jack decided to sit next to Sam.
Jack said smiling, "So you guys just tore them up?"
Sam said, "Well, Farrell had the originals. We tore up copies. It was more of a symbolic gesture."
Jack was still smiling, "I appreciate the gesture and the symbolism."
Sam said, "You were right, you know."
Jack asked, "About what?"
Sam said, "It was dumb to lie to Farrell."
Jack appreciated the statement and then he looked over at the courthouse behind them, "Not as dumb as what I just did in there. I think I let a killer walk free, and I lost my job all in one hit."
Sam said, "You know, when Farrell asked me about us, my instinct was to tell him the truth ... because it's been really hard for me not telling anyone … being around you all the time and pretending like nothing ever happened, you know?"
Jack said softly "I know."
Sam said, "I don't think I was lying to save you. I think, in that moment, I thought maybe ... if I say this, if everybody knows ... then it really will be over." She paused to look at Jack. Sam said, "It is over, isn't it?"
Jack reached out and lightly brushed his knuckles over the hair by her temple. He nodded his headed slightly.
Jack stated, "Yeah, it's over."
Sam looked into Jack's eyes, and then nodded her head. She slowly leaned her head on his shoulder. Jack placed his arm around.
When Jack said that two years ago, he believed it was really over. He thought the feelings he had toward Sam were gone. Why is now realizing that something might still be there. Was he confused because she dating. That is nonsense though. Sam had dating other men after they broke up. Was he jealous that Sam was dating Martin?
Sam was on the passenger side. Martin was on the street grabbing a cup of coffee. He also snatched a newspaper and handed the concession man the money.
He got into the car, "Sorry it took me so long."
"That's okay." Samantha said.
"I just had to get some real coffee." Martin said when he started the car.
Sam looked at him with a hypercritically look. She felt discouraged when Martin pointed out the fact that he could have coffee and she could not.
"Sorry." Martin knew he had said the wrong thing.
"Its okay." Sam modestly forgave him, "I am the one who should be apologizing. I guess lately I've been irritable."
"Don't you mean snappy?" Martin clarified.
Samantha smiled. "I snapped at Danny yesterday. I feel so bad."
"What did Danny say to you?" Martin wanted to know.
"Well he's been noticing I've been acting different lately?" Sam said.
"Does he know that you're pregnant?" Martin asked.
"No. No, I don't think so." Sam implied.
"I think he knows about you and me." Martin affirmed.
"Why? Did you tell him?" Sam feared that Martin blab that he
"I have not told anyone about anything…I just told him to mind his business." Martin explained.
Martin parked in the parking lot in front of their work building. Martin looked at his watch.
Sam said, "Anxious to go to work."
Martin said, "Anxious to get out of there." They glared at each other. Someway they both wanted to escape reality. They knew that ignoring reality was irresponsible. Nevertheless, they wanted life to be more simple. It seemed that everything had to be complicated for them. As they were stuck in there daydream, they heard sirens coming from a police car that brought them back to reality.
"We should get in there." Sam said.
"Yeah." Martin said but he grabbed Sam's arm. Martin put the newspaper up in front of his head and Sam leaned over to kiss him. They both laugh.
"Let's go!" Sam insisted.
Martin and Sam both made a decision today. They decided that they were ready to tell the team about their situation. They did not know how they would react. They did not know what they would do. All they knew was it was time to tell the world.
