Once we had arrived there, Tucker and I got out of the car, and I stretched and yawned. Sam talked to her mom for a second, then she got out of the car, and she looked sick. I set my hands down by my side after they had been raised to stretch, and looked at Sam concerned.

"You Ok?" I asked her softly, and she shook her head 'no'.

"Oh?" I asked.

"We'll talk about it later," she whined, and glanced up at Tucker then back at me with her eyes.

"Ah, yeah," I muttered, noting that we did have a little 'problem' following us tonight, so we couldn't talk about anything at the moment. We entered her house, which was in total darkness, but then light lit up the room after Sam's mom flipped the lights on in the kitchen. She threw her keys on the counter, and her and Sam disappeared down the hall.

"What was that all about?" Tucker asked me.

"Tucker… I will ask Sam if we can tell you or not, Ok?"

"Tell me what?" he asked, raising an eyebrow, and looking at me curiously.

"I will have to ask Sam."

He kept his eye on me, following every move I made.

"You don't have to watch me!" I said getting uncomfortable. Sam came walking back around the corner, and she had a sick look on her face again.

"Come on," she said, and we followed her back to her room.

"I'm going to sleep, Ok?" Sam asked us.

"But…" Tucker groaned.

"Yea, that's fine," I smiled at her, and her mouth barely creased, giving me a small smile, not enough to really be a smile. We were getting along fine, but Sam wasn't happy with anything else going on in her world. She couldn't be mad at me, and I could never be mad at her, which was a good thing.

"You guys can go down to your rooms," she said, as a hint of, 'go away now!'

I walked out of the room, and Tucker followed me. We walked back into a room, on the other side of the baby's room, and I opened a door, in which a new scent was revealed, of soft lavender. Tucker and I always slept in this room when we spent the night, and Sam usually would too, since the bed I used was king size, and we didn't mind sharing it. Tucker's was a twin, so it was a normal sized one. The room was painted a dark red, and every other object in the room was black and purple, in which we knew it had to have been Sam that picked out the decorations.

I walked over to my bed, and sat down on it, and Tucker sat across the room on his.

"What is there to tell me?"

"Tomorrow maybe Tucker. If you figure it out before then, I will let you know if you are right. It Is kinda obvious."

"Tell me, I won't let Sam know!"
"Sam is… well.. the tests… her being 'fat' her grouchiness, isn't it obvious?" I asked him.

"Wait… is she…" He said, and paused… "No, it isn't possible, I'm not even gonna ask."

"Anything is possible right now Tuck, what was on you mind?" I asked him, as I shifted around in my bed, so I could lay down. I covered myself up with the thick blankets lying on the bed, and I shoved the pillow under my head, and faced in Tucker's direction, to watch him do the same.

"I can't say it…"

"Well, then don't, I really don't care."

"I won't then, good-night," he mumbled, and faced away from me.

"Lights?" I asked him, and he sighed and retreated from the warmth of the blankets to turn the lights off, then he crept back to his bed, and got back under them fast.

A new day was upon us, as light streamed through the window. School. We had school today! I jumped out of bed, to see Tucker's blankets all ruffled, but no Tucker around. I was going to be late for school!

I rushed out of the room, and down the hall, to find that Sam was awake now, and she was in the living room with her mom, but there was still no Tucker.

"No school today," Sam murmured.

"How? Why?" I asked, shocked, since there wasn't anything before stating that we had school off.

"To much kids are sick today," Sam shrugged.

"O…k…"

"Yeah, I know, weird, huh?"
"Yeah, kinda. Where is Tucker?"

"He went back home for a little while, because he did leave for school, and he is the one that found out about it. But, he decided to go home for a while," Sam explained to me gingerly.

"Oh, OK."
"I am gonna go talk to Danny, OK?" Sam asked, looking for the permission of her mother.

"That is fine," she said nodding, and she smiled at me. I returned the smile, but my face soon turned more serious as I walked off with Sam back to her room.

"What was with last night?"

"I didn't feel good. My mom says it is because I'm not eating enough. I have thrown up so much though, it is hard to keep food down," she sighed.

"Oh. Will you be Ok?"

"Yeah, I should be fine, I guess."

"Your sure?"
"Yeah, I will be fine. But my mom isn't so sure about the baby, if I don't maintain myself, and eat a little more."
"You need to," I told her confidently.

"Yea, I know I do, but it is hard Danny. It isn't just that simple."

My eyes glanced down to the ground, and my mouth creased a little on the right, then I looked up at her, "You still need to try."

"Yeah, I know… but it is harder than I thought. I am trying, I swear. My mom said I needed to go back to the doctors today, and see what was wrong."

"Oh."

"Maybe it would be a good thing if the baby didn't make it anyhow. Then we wouldn't have to worry anymore," she said, trying to brighten up the moment.

"Yeah, you have a point, but still…"

"Yeah, I know. Are you going to come with us?" She asked me.

"Yeah, sure."

"Thanks," she said, and hugged me tightly. I blushed a little, but set my arms around her and squeezed her a little in return.

"Things will be Ok," I said reassuringly, and she backed off, so she could look at me, and she smiled.

"Your so sweet Danny."

"SAM!" Her mom called, interrupting us, and Sam turned away from me, and walked down the hall, and I followed her.

"Get into the car, come on."

"Ok," she replied softly, and did as she was told. She walked out of the house, and I followed her. We stood out by the car for a while, because it was locked, and we had to wait for her mom to come outside. She rushed outside, and unlocked the car, "sorry you two."

We both slid into the car, and Sam still didn't look exactly high in her spirits today.

"You OK?" Her mom asked Sam, looking in the mirror back at us.

"Yeah, I just feel like I'm going to throw up again," she said poorly, and looked down at the floor. I stared at her for a while, but then retreated to my own window.

Once we were at the hospital, it was the same surroundings I had when I had went there to get the tests done, and I thought sourly of that day.

"Sam?" Someone asked us, right after we had sat down. All three of us walked into a back room, which was like all check up room, small, with one chair, and then the long bed thing, with the roll of paper attached to it to change.

"How are you?" The doctor asked her, staring down at a clip-board, then raising her eyes to meet Sam's.

"Not so great," Sam responded sickly.

"You don't look so good. You been eating a lot?"

"No."

"You should, it would help a lot hun. Come on, lets take some x-rays again," she said, and led Sam out of the room, leaving me with her mom.

"You excited?" She asked me, and I turned my attention towards her.

"I guess. But more worried… about Sam."

"You are a very nice child Danny, but I still don't see what drove two innocent teens to do such a thing. But, I don't blame any of you, I think it might turn out for the better in a way. But you can never tell. You care a lot about Sam, which Is a good thing at least."

"Yeah."

"I always thought you two were boyfriend and girlfriend, and Sam was just not saying anything to me," she laughed, and I smiled, but Sam was still on my mind.

"She was always talking about you. What she did with you that day, what you were going to be doing with her the next day. She told me everything about you there was to know, until she ran out of things to say about you. Some things, I have heard more than once even. But, she still enjoyed just hearing your name."

"Really?"

"Yep. I knew you two had something for each other, but I didn't know you liked each other… that much."

"Ah… yeah…." I murmured, getting a little uncomfortable now. Soon though, Sam returned, and they were working on the X-rays right then.

"Hey," she said entering the room, holding one arm in her hand, and looking at the floor.

"So?" Her mom asked her.

"I don't know yet."

"Oh."
"What are they planning to find anyway?" I asked, since I didn't see the point in another X-ray.

"You can never tell." Her mom shrugged.

"Oh."

The nurse entered, with a smile on her face.

"I don't know if this is good news, or bad news to you guys… but…"

Ok, that is where I am ending  Anyhow, thanks for your reviews all. I really appreciate them! If you are reading this, please review too! I hope everyone is enjoying this chapter… oh, and I heard a great idea from someone.. how about you all give me names for the baby, and I will pick my fav? I can't think of one, lol, never have been good at names  Please, when you review this time, give me a name you would like to use, and I will give you credit for the name too, by letting everyone know who gave it to me. You can give me more than one name too. No more than three though please!