Chapter 2: The Day Just Gets Worse
Disclaimer: own nothing but the plot...so that sucks…
Author's note:
THANKS TO ALL WHO REVIEWED!
Sorry it took so long to update…Finals are finally over and so is school. Summer break here I come…
Thanks to all who voted in the poll…. I love to have reader contribution and it helps shape my story…
To some of my unhappy reviewers: Sam is total pms-ing or is pregnant and is emotionally insecure and her shield against the public is finally crumbling. Martin is going through his own problems with Sam.
To my happy reviewers: Love ya'll! Please keep it up!
Now you're probably bored with what I had to say, but here we go again:
When we left off…." Do you want to go for lunch later, Viv?" Samantha asked with a hint of plea in her voice. Right now, Vivian is the only person she could bare to talk to. "Of course sweetie." Vivian reassuringly patted Samantha's arm. She could feel her immediately tense up under the touch. Sam immediately returned to her work. On the computer screen was the picture of them with Martin's cousins. 'I was so happy. Martin would be such a great father' Her eyes began to tear as she ran off to the bathroom. She heard someone coming after her. She turned around and saw…
Jack! "Samantha, what is wrong?" Jack protectively grabbed her arm, standing a bit to close to her. "Nothing, I'm fine." She said bleakly with her mascara running down her face. 'Damn mascara' she thought to herself, taking a step back. But Jack took another step closer, "Sam, are you sure nothing is wrong? Is everything between you and Martin okay?" Sam buried her head in her chest. 'Fuck, he knows too.' "So I guess you know." Sam said, her shoulders shaking slightly. "Of course, everybody knows about you and Martin. Are you sure your okay?" He said slowly lifting her chin up so that she looked straight at him.
"Samantha!" Martin's voice boomed. Samantha quickly turned around and saw Martin staring at her Jack. Sam could see the look in his eyes. First, a look of sadness quickly followed by a look of hatred and confusion. "Why?" Martin said, his voice biting crisply through the silent air. "Martin, it's not like that." Samantha called out to him, but he had already walked out. "What the hell do you think you were doing Jack?"
Vivian quickly stood up and ushered the distraught Sam out of the office. "I think it is time for lunch." Sam silently nodded and they walked down the street. "So where do you want to eat?" Vivian tried her best to start a conversation. "Wherever is fine, I'm not very hungry." "So what is going on?" Sam looked at her on the verge of tears; she mumbled something under her breath. "Come on Sam, come out of your shell, you're a strong girl and my opinion of you won't change no matter what you tell me."
"I'm a freaking office slut, when I fall for guys I fall hard and then I'm always the one screwing up the relationship, I don't have any family I can go and talk to, while Martin is probably half way to his aunt's house by now," by now Samantha had regained her composure and was spitting these words out like fire, "and I think I might be pregnant," the last part was a barely audible whisper which Vivian didn't even hear.
Vivian just wrapped her up in a hug, "Want to go talk somewhere other than a restaurant?" Sam once again nodded emotionally tired from the day and her life. Vivian led Sam back to her apartment. "I don't think I've ever been in your apartment, Viv." Sam looked around at all the pictures of Viv's family and Reggie. Sam remembered the photo of them walking around downtown holding hands. Sam was laughing and staring into Martin's eyes while Martin had one of those smiles that he reserve only for Sam on his face. "Here you go Sam," said Viv as she handed her a mug of tea. "Thanks, cute pictures of you and Reggie." "Yah, he sure is growing up fast."
Sam sat down on the couch. Viv sat down next to her and placed a reassuring hand on her knee. "So, what happened between you and Martin?"
A/N- this next part every other line is Samantha and Vivian. I don't fell like typing Viv said, Sam said
"Well, we got into a fight."
"Come on Sam, don't be stubborn. I'm trying to help."
"O.K. Well, Martin took the case to heart yesterday. So when we came home, ummm... he got drunk. Then he got angry because I wouldn't tell anybody in the office about our relationship."
"What else happened?" Vivian asked. Sam kept on rubbing her arm the whole time and sometimes it paid off to be a FBI agent with good interrogation skills. "Did he touch you?"
Right then, Sam's cell phone rang. "Spade. Where is he? Okay I'll be right there." The look on Sam's face was pure terror.
"What's going on?" Viv had already grabbed her stuff and was hurrying after Sam who was already starting the ignition.
"Martin was in a wreck."
"How bad is it?"
"I don't know…I don't know…he's in critical condition…" Sam already had tears rolling down her face as she pulled into NYC busy lunch traffic.
Author's End Note: Ooooh Drama! Sorry for the sudden turn of events. Will this lead to the reconstruction of their relationship? Or because of Sam's hatred toward hospitals, will his "accident" lead to their relationship's demise?
P.S. Does anyone else think that Sam and Martin will get back together on the actual show? (Reader poll)