Here's chapter three of my fanfiction. Thanks for the good reviews. Let me know what you think.

Chapter 3

Luka sat in the back seat of the car with Sam beside him, her head leaning on his shoulder, his arm around her. He looked down at her, she seemed so peaceful. Then again, she always did when she was sleeping. He remembered the first night they had made love. He had just finished eating and was getting ready to settle down in front of the TV when Sam arrived at his door. He was surprised, sure she had kissed him but she had made no sign of wanting more since then. Even though he had already eaten he jumped at the chance to go out with her. Of course they never made it out of the apartment. She was only in the door when they started kissing, slow at first, they were still only getting used to each other, then the kiss started to get more frenzied as they could barely contain the need they felt for each other. He wanted her, more than he had wanted any woman in a long time. He smiled as he remembered the passion of that first time together. He had stayed up for a long time that night just watching her sleep; she looked just as she did now, peaceful and very beautiful. Somehow, no matter how much he looked at Sam, she still managed to take his breath away.

Sam opened her eyes to find herself in the backseat of Luka's car, in his arms with him smiling down at her.

"What are you smiling at?" she asked him.

"I was just thinking about you," he whispered to her.

She felt herself shiver slightly, he sounded so sexy when he whispered like that. Something about the accent that just got her every time.

"What about me where you thinking about?"

"I'll tell you later," he said to her and he planted a kiss on her forehead. "How are you feeling?"

"A little tired and confused. Where are we going?"

"To the hospital to see what made you faint."
"And don't think of trying to get out of it," Susan said from the driver's seat, "It's two against one!"

"Fine, I'm sure it's nothing though."

"Let's hope you're right." Luka said to her.

Sam cuddled up closer to him and he held her tighter. Looking down at her he couldn't imagine not waking up beside her everyday. She wouldn't really leave him, would she? No, he said to himself, she loved him and he loved her. They wouldn't give up, they couldn't give up. At the same time, he did have to think of her track record, she was the type who would run away from her problems.

He closed his eyes and rested his head against hers. Now was not the time to be thinking about this, she was clearly unwell. He would just worry about her health for now and figure out if she was going to stay with him later. Right now, cuddled up in the back of the car, he didn't want to think of ever letting go.

Carter walked into the room, Sam was sitting up in the hospital bed and Luka was in the chair beside her, holding her hand. He went over to them and told them Sam's test results.

"You're pregnant"

"What!" Sam cried. She had never felt so shocked, well except when she found out she was pregnant with Alex, but she had kinda expected that!

"You're pregnant. I take it that you had no idea," Carter said, and Sam just shook her head in response.

"The bad news is that you're blood pressure is quite high, we want to keep you in for observation. Also, it seems that there has been some spotting, we're just waiting to get the machine to do an ultrasound to make sure everything is ok."

Carter stood there waiting for a response but neither Sam nor Luka said a word. Taking his cue, Carter said that he would give the two some time alone and he left the room.

They just stayed where they were, neither of them speaking. Sam leaned forward in the bed and put her head in her hands. She was pregnant, again! Just what was she going to do? She sat there thinking of Alex, how would she tell him? Would he be ok with the news? And what about her and Luka, their relationship was shaky enough on its own, would it survive this? A million questions were going through her head all at once and it was just too much for her to handle. She didn't have the answers, and that scared her. When she was pregnant with Alex she had lost almost everything, she didn't want that to happen again.

Luka had been over the moon at first to hear the news; his hopes were dashed when Carter mentioned spotting. He thought once again of what he had heard Susan saying, would Sam still move out? Would he end up being one of those fathers who only got to see his children at weekends? He couldn't imagine her staying with him just for the baby's sake. Then again, he wouldn't want that to be the only reason she was staying with him either.

Sam looked over at Luka who was watching her. She tried to sense what he was thinking but he face gave nothing away.

"What do you think about all this?" Sam eventually gathered up the courage to ask him.

"Are you ok with it?" he asked her.

Sam just sighed, even now, when they had just found out she was pregnant he still couldn't tell her what he was feeling. He had to throw it back to her feelings, it was so infuriating.

"Are you ok with it?" she asked him back. Two could play this game.

"You're just repeating what I said, that's not answering my question. What are you feeling right now Sam"

"Right now? Right now I'm wondering why you can't open up to me; you've just found out that you're going to be a father. Don't you have something to say about that?"

Luka stood up and walked over to the wall and stood there, his back to Sam. Why did everything have to be a struggle with her? Couldn't she just see that he didn't like talking about his feelings and leave it at that?

Sam stared at Luka's back willing him to turn around and talk to her. She could feel him slipping away, just like her parents did when she told them she was pregnant, just like Steve left, just like all her friends had left.

"Why do you have to push me so hard Sam?" Luka said.

He then turned around when he heard no reply, he was about to yell at her when he noticed that she was crying. He went back over to the bed and put his arms around her.

"Everything will be ok," he said as he pulled her into a hug.

"You don't know that."

Sam pulled away from Luka. He took a tissue from his pocket and wiped away her tears.

"Should we be together?"

Sam had finally asked the question that she had been putting off for some time now. It was the baby that made her finally ask, she needed to know if they could work things out before the baby came along.

Luka didn't quite know what to say, was she going to leave him now? When they had just found out they were having a child together?

"What makes you ask that?" he asked.

"We don't communicate Luka. I never know what you're thinking, what you're feeling. You shut me out, Luka. That's not the sign of a healthy relationship."

"It's not as if you're such an open book Sam. I have to force you to talk, you never volunteer to tell me your feelings."
"I know, but I don't feel comfortable talking to someone who won't talk to me. It's a trust thing."

"You don't trust me?"

"I trust you Luka, I just don't know if you even want to be with me anymore."

Another tear slipped down her cheek. Luka turned away from her; he couldn't bear to watch her cry. Not when he knew that he was the one who caused her so much pain.

"Say something Luka, please!"

Sam sat there unable to move. She couldn't even see Luka's face, what was he thinking? She couldn't do this anymore, it hurt so much.

"I'm thinking of moving out. I think we need space."

Luka couldn't believe she was going to break up with him now. He turned around and faced her; he could see the pain in her eyes. He didn't blame her for wanting to leave him, not when he could see just how much he was hurting her. But he selfishly didn't want to let go, and he wasn't ready to open up.

"I was going to propose to you tonight?"

Now it was Sam's turn to be speechless.

"Do you really think that us getting married is such a good idea?" she finally said.

"I guess I just thought that you would love me enough to see how hard I was trying to make you happy," he yelled at her. "Do you really want to know what I'm thinking? I'm thinking how sometimes, with you, it seems I can do nothing right. I'm thinking about our child, the child which this very minute could be dead anyway."

Luka stopped there; Sam didn't move, the tears running fast down her face now. There was no way she would take him back now. He couldn't stand the fact that he'd lost another love and more than likely another child, a child that wouldn't even get the chance to be born. He picked up the plastic chair that was beside the bed and threw it across the room. Sam jumped at the sound of the chair crashing into the trolley on the other side of the room. Carter and Susan came into the room to see what had happened. Luka took one look at the fear on Sam's face and he stormed out of the room.

Susan and Carter went over to Sam. She looked so lost and alone sitting in the bed, her face wet with the tears and her eyes red from crying. Susan sat on the bed beside her and just took Sam into her arms. Sam let Susan comfort her, glad to have someone with her.

Luka lay down on the motel bed. He couldn't go back to his apartment; Sam's stuff was everywhere there. He closed his eyes but all he could see was Sam's face as he had last seen it, the pain in her eyes and the fear on her face. She was better off without him, she deserved so much better. He looked at the small ring box that was in his hands before throwing it on the floor.

Sam was lying in the hospital bed. She'd have to wait until the morning to have the ultrasound. But she wasn't thinking about that. She wasn't thinking about anything, she just lay there, unable to sleep, unable to cry anymore. She just felt completely numb.