CHAPTER TWO

Samantha's eyes slowly fluttered open as she woke to the sound of the rain beating down on her bedroom window. She brought her hands up and rubbed her tired eyes. She turned over on to her side and saw John lying beside her, with one of his arms draped around her waist. Samantha smiled to herself as she watched her husband sleeping peacefully. She slowly reached her hand up and brushed her fingertips gently over his cheek, and then cuddled in to him even more. She rested her head against his chest and sighed as she listened to the relaxing beat of his heart.

The moment was cut short though by the sound of their son crying in the next room. The noise startled John from his sleep. He inhaled sharply, then groaned as his eyes opened. Samantha sat up and looked down at him. She couldn't help but laugh quietly.

"What are you laughing at?" John smirked, still half asleep.

"You." Samantha replied, leaning down and placing a gentle kiss on his lips. "I better go and check on Cameron."

"Hey." John smiled, grasping her wrist as Samantha sat up again and leaned forward to get out of the bed. "I'll go. You just stay here and relax."

Samantha smiled as John yawned and pushed the covers back. He rose to his feet and sleepily stubbled to the door. Samantha laughed softly as she watched John clumsily walk down the hall. She laid back down and pulled the covers up to her neck, resting her head on John's pillow, breathing in his scent.

She had almost drifted back off to sleep when the phone started to ring. Samantha groaned and put her hands over her face. She yawned and sat up, glancing at the clock on her bedside table.

"Who the heck is calling me at 3 in the morning?" she sighed to herself, as she leaned over to turn her lamp on. She shifted the edge of the bed, reaching over and picking up the receiver.

"Hello?" she mummbled, hold it to her ear.

"Sam?" she heard a familiar voice say from the other end of the phone.

"Andrew?" Samantha replied in confusion. "Do you know what the time is?"

"Yeah, I know." Andrew sighed. "I'm sorry if I woke you, but this is important."

"Is something wrong?" Samantha asked, growing concerned for her brother.

"Well, kind of."

"Are you okay?" Samantha asked frantically. "Is it Chrissy? Is something wrong with her?"

"Whoa, whoa." Andrew snickered. "Just calm down. We're both fine."

"Then what's so important that you had to call in the middle of the night to tell me?" Samantha said.

"Ummm...well...you see..."

"Andy! Would you just tell me!" Samantha yelled.

"Well...I'm sorry, not over the phone." Andrew said. "We're in town for a few days visiting a friend of mine, can we meet up with you tomorrow?"

Samantha sighed and shook her head. "You could have just asked me that in the morning, you know?"

"Sam! This is serious!" Andrew said sternly. "Can you meet us or not?"

Samantha paused for a second, wondering what on Earth her brother had on his mind. "Sure. Where and when?"

"Starbucks at noon."

"Alright, I'll see you there."

"And, Sam, maybe it would be best if John comes with you." Andrew added quickly.

"John? Why? Has this got something to do with him?" Samantha asked, a bewildered look on her face.

"I'll tell you everything tomorrow, I promise." Andrew assured her. "I've got to go, bye."

Before Samantha could answer, her brother had hung up. She looked at the receiver in her hand and frowned. "What was all that about?" she whispered to herself as she placed the phone down.

Samantha laid back down, a confused look still on her face. She saw the door open slightly and John tiptoed back in to the room. He slowly climbed back in to the bed next to his wife.

"Is Cameron okay?" Samantha asked.

"Yeah." John replied with a smile. "He went back to sleep pretty much straight away."

John settled down under the covers and wrapped his arms around Samantha's waist, holding her closely.

"John?" Samantha whispered.

"Hmmm."

"I just got a phone call from Andrew."

"At 3 in the morning?" John questionned.

"Yeah." Samantha nodded. "He wants me and you to meet him tomorrow. There's something important he needs to tell us."

"Oh, well, okay." John said, sounding a little suspicious of the situation. "I'll call my dad tomorrow to see if he can babysit."

"What do you think it could be?" Samantha asked, concern clear in her voice.

"I'm sure it's nothing to worry about, baby." John said softly, hugging her tightly. "Lets get some sleep and talk about it in the morning."

Samantha sighed, before nodding her head and cuddling up to her husband. She stayed awake for a little while after John fell asleep, then allowed herself to drift back off as well.

What does Andrew have to tell Samantha and John? Sorry peeps, you'll have to wait for chapter three to find out! Hee hee! R&R please guys:)