Disclaimer: It's still not mine.
Author's Note: Yes, I know it's been a while, and she's not actually pregnant, but if we stuck to the facts, where would the fun be?
Chapter Two
"This?" Luka repeated as he took the test from Sam's fingers. Holding it with both hands, Luka studied it carefully. The line in the second window clearly was there. It was not as dark as the line from the control window, but it was still there. He stood there, half in shock as he kept holding the test.
"Luka, you do realize I peed all over that thing, right?" Sam asked. Her voice finally reached a normal speaking level.
"What?" Luka asked as he came back towards reality. He glanced down at the test in his hands again. "Right," he added softly as he placed it down on the counter. His focus remained on the small light purple line in the second window. After what seemed like an eternity, he looked over to Sam. "How are you feeling?" he asked.
"A little hungry," Sam admitted.
"I meant about the results," Luka corrected himself.
Sam frowned slightly as she tried to grasp what she was truly feeling. The initial shock of the result had not worn of yet. While she knew deep down that she was pregnant, she finally had proof. Her worst fears were coming true. She would have to do the whole thing all over again.
"Sam?" Luka asked at his girlfriend's silence. He knelt down so that he was in front of her and placed his hand on her shoulder. "Are you ok with this?"
"What kind of a question is that?" Sam finally exclaimed. "Am I ok with this?" she repeated the question back at Luka. Her voice was becoming shriller with each passing word. "Do I sound ok with this? Do I look ok with this? Why does this always have to be about how I'm feeling? What about you? How are you feeling? Are you ok with this?" She let out another large sigh. "Sorry," she said as her voice returned back to a normal tone.
"It's ok," Luka assured her as he rose from the ground. "You don't have to be ok with this yet."
"You didn't answer my question," Sam pointed out. "What are your thoughts? I'm still at shocked and surprised."
"As am I," Luka informed her sincerely as he extended his hand towards her. Sam clutched it tightly, and Luka pulled her up from the toilet. "Come on," Luka said as he wrapped an arm around her. "Let's get out of this room."
"Agreed," Sam responded as she followed Luka out of the bathroom. She flicked the lights off with her left hand before exiting. "Now what?" she asked softly. "I'm definitely not ready to tell Alex."
"Do you want me to?" Luka asked.
"No," Sam said again. "I don't want anyone to. Not yet. Not until I'm further along."
The two of them walked in silence towards the kitchen. There was a chance that Alex was still in the kitchen and therefore still in hearing range. "Hey," Alex said between a mouthful of food.
"Oh, I got Chinese," Luka said as he walked over to the counter. He opened the bag of food and began pouring some rice onto a plate for Sam. "What kind of sauce do you want?" he asked her curiously.
Sam dropped her mouth open in shock as she walked up to him. "How can you act normal?" she whispered as she took her plate from Luka.
"You said you didn't want to tell Alex, so I won't. I don't want him to suspect anything," Luka whispered back as he handed Sam the bag of Chinese take-out.
"But this is huge, and you're all normal about it," Sam whispered back. "We can't just treat this lightly. This is serious."
Alex looked curiously over at his mother and Luka. The two of them were whispering, but he could barely make out what they were saying. His mother's tone was slightly angry. At least that's what it sounded like to Alex. He could pick up a few words - "big", "serious", and "life-changing event".
"Are you guys having a fight?" he asked finally. His voice was loud enough to catch Sam and Luka's attention. Both their heads jerked up with that deer in the headlights expression.
"Not at all," Sam assured Alex. "Just something we need to discuss. You'll understand when you're older," she told him. Her eyes darted up to Luka.
Luka placed a comforting hand on Sam's back and guided her over to the table. "Let's just eat dinner," he said calmly. "We can talk about this later."
Sam groaned slightly, but said nothing. What other choice did she have? She would just have to behave normally until Alex grew bored and either went to bed or resumed playing video games.
The three of them sat there eating in the uncomfortable silence for the next ten minutes. No one dared say anything. They just ate. Sam's eyes met Luka's a few times, as did Alex's, but no one said anything. They just ate.
Finally Alex broke the silence. "Are there any fortune cookies?" he asked.
Luka nodded. "Certainly," he said as he rose from the table. He took his empty plate along with Alex's and Sam's and brought them over to the counter. He opened the bag and brought back three fortune cookies. He smiled as he sat down and handed one cookie to Sam and another to Alex. "There you are," he said. "What do you think?" he asked. "Should we do it at the same time?"
Alex shrugged. "Sure," he said. "One, two, three." At that instant, the three of them cracked open their fortune cookies. Alex pulled his piece of paper out first and frowned.
"What's the matter?" Sam asked. "You don't like it?"
"'Reward is only as good as effort put into it'," Alex read aloud. He frowned in disgust before eating his cookie. "I'm gonna go play video games," he announced as he left the room.
"Don't stay up too late," Sam begged before she turned to Luka. "What about you?" she asked.
"'Time and persistence are the keys to doing a good job'," he read. "I'm starting to think Weaver writes these things," he added with a small laugh. "What have you got?"
Sam unfolded her piece of paper. She blinked twice before reading it. "'Unexpected surprises are blessings in disguise'," she read. "It's not Weaver. It's mothers with too much time on their hands."