A/N: Obviously you liked Martin finally waking up… So, here comes the fluff…
Dedicated to: higherbeingfriendsfan (oh yeah, the M/S stuff/fluff definately is coming), berta101, lapmal (I'm really really really sorry, but I probably won't be able to finish it this week... but at least I woke Martin up. Read the A/N at the end, I'll explain why I can't finish it), missusmesser (It WAS true! It really was! And it gets even better...), Loopey-Laura, CSI-Raven, csigirlie156 (I couldn't read the last part, but thank you nevertheless. Never been one's hero before... You make me so happy :)))), jtsideout389 (I'll bring the drinks, I've got enough for camping tomorrow... in germany, drinking's allowed when you're sixteen) and src13
Chapter 15
Previously on "On the edge" (A/N: HA! I always wanted to say that! ;))))
"Martin." This time, she said his name louder and clearer. Then, slowly, his eyes fluttered open.
"Oh my God, Martin." Samantha breathed, not longer able to hold back her tears.
He blinked several times, then turned his head to look at her. A smile came to his face as he whispered, "Hey sunshine."
"Martin," Was all she managed to say. Tears were streaming down her face and she started sobbing.
With a great effort, Martin lifted his hand off the sheet and wiped away the tears that were wetting her cheeks, whispering, "Hey, hon, it's okay. I'm here, I'm okay. Don't cry."
Samantha brought her hand up to her face and covered Martin's hand which was still resting on her cheek with her own. "I'm sorry, it's just... I thought you... I... " Once again, her voice died away, as she didn't know what to say. She had spent the whole last day, hoping, begging for this moment to come. There were a million things she wanted to tell him, things she needed to tell him. Now, with Martin finally awake, looking at her with his bright blue eyes, all she did was cry.
"Sshhh, it's okay. You don't need to say anything." But his words only made her cry more. She should assure him, telling him that he was okay, that he didn't need to say anything.
"No, Martin, it's not okay. I have spent the last 21 hours sitting here, thinking about what I would tell you when you would wake up, and now I'm just sitting here, crying."
Surprisingly, Martin smiled. "But you just said everyrthing I needed to know." Samantha looked at him quizzically. "You really spent the whole day sitting in this dark hospital room, waiting for me to wake up?" Samantha nodded slightly. "You see? That's everything I need to know."
Slowly, her crying stopped. She brought her other hand to her face, wiped the tears off her face and took Martin's hand in both of hers. He smiled when she kissed his palm and then got up to get closer to him. Sitting down on the edge of his bed she asked, "How do you feel? Do you want me to get a doctor to give you some pain medication?"
"I'm fine. I don't need anything. Just stay here." He smiled, but it quickly faded off his face and he looked like he suddenly remebered something. "Where's Danny? Is he okay?" His voice was full of panic and he tried to get up.
Samantha pushed him back down slightly, saying, "Hey, hey, stay down. Danny's okay." Martin relaxed and stopped struggling against her hand on his arm. "He was here until a few hours ago, he'll probably freak out hearing you're awake." She smiled at him warmly.
They just looked at each other for a few seconds, then Samantha whispered, "I was so scared. I just don't know what I would've done if you had left me."
Tears came to her eyes once again, but Martin whispered, "Hey, don't cry. I would never leave you."
Samantha choked. Martin didn't know what was wrong with her but suddenly it hit him. He had left her only a few weeks ago. "Martin, I... It was my fault. I understand why you left me, but I-"
Martin stopped her by putting a finger to her lips. "You don't need to explain it right now, there'll be much time for it later."
"But I want to say it now. I have to." She looked at him and he nodded.
"Okay."
"I know you left me because you were sick of hiding all the time. But we don't have to hide any more. I don't care if anybody knows about us. I want them to know about us. I don't want to be without you ever again. I need you. I... " She trailed off.
Samantha saw the look in Martin's eyes, half questioning, half begging her to say what she intended to. "Martin, I love you."
He didn't reply. Instead, he just looked at her with the most loving look he had ever given her, then pulled her head down slowly. When she was only inches away from his face he whispered, "I love you too." He brought his face up to meet hers and their lips touched in the sweetest kiss Samantha had ever tasted. She had missed the touch of his lips against hers so much she didn't want to break contact ever again.
When he finally pulled away, pushing a lock of her hair behind her ear and cupping her cheek, he whispered, "I love you so much."
Samantha smiled and leaned down to kiss him again, whispering, "Me too."
A/N: Sorry, very short, I know! But don't kill me, I'll write more, I just don't have time right now. As I told lapmal earlier, I'll probably won't be able to finish it within this week. I have to stay in school till the afternoon tomorrow, and when I get home I'll sleep. As I told you, we're going camping tomorrow and I won't be able to sleep at night, so I'll sleep in the afternoon, because the next morning, we have to go to school. :( I don't want to look too dead, because it's our last day, so I have to get some sleep the day before.
To lapmal: Sorry honey, but I woke Martin up, so at least you'll be able to enjoy you're vacation a little bit! ;)
Oh, enough fluff? Or you want more? ;)