CHAPTER THREE

"Bad news." John said, as he entered the bedroom where Samantha was sitting at the dressing table, running a brush through her long, black hair. "Dad can't babysit for us today. He's going out of town for the weekend."

Samantha placed the brush down and looked up at her husband. "What are we going to do then?" she asked.

"I guess we'll just have to take Cameron with us." John suggested, walking over and sitting on the edge of the bed.

"No." Samantha said, shaking her head. "I don't want my son involved in any of this."

"I'll be there, baby." John tried to reassure her. "I won't let anything happen to our child, you know that."

"I don't want him there, John." Samantha said sternly, picking her brush up and continuing to fix her hair. "There must be someone else we can ask."

John sighed and ran his hands through his hair. "I could try Marc?" he suggested.

Samantha just nodded in response. John stood up and walked over to where Samantha was sitting. He wrapped his arms around her shoulders from behind and squeezed her tightly.

"It's all gonna be okay, yeah?" he whispered to her. "Nothing bad is going to happen...I won't let it. I'm your husband and I'll protect you. I promise."

Samantha smiled softly and leaned her head back against John's chest, bringing her free hand up, running it along his forearms.

"I'm sorry, John." she said quietly. "I know I'm being a pain today..."

"Ssshhh." John whispered, placing a gentle kiss on the top of her head. "I understand."

Samantha tilted her head to look up in to John's eyes. "I love you." she smiled.

"I love you, too, baby." John smiled back and leaned down, his lips brushing against Samantha's in a light kiss. "I best go phone Marc."

Samantha just smiled and nodded.

Samantha nervously bit her nails as she gazed out of the car window. Her and John had just dropped their son off with John's cousin for the afternoon and were now on there way to meet Andrew. She had butterflies in her stomach and her heart was racing.

John glanced over at Samantha quickly from the drivers seat and sighed. He hated seeing his wife like this and he only wished he knew what to say to make it better for her. Samantha looked over when she heard her husband and a saddened look crossed her face. She felt awful for dragging John in to all her problems all the time. And the added fact that he was always so calm and supportive just made her feel worse. She truly didn't know what she had done to deserve a man like John. And she knew in her heart that John deserved better than all the stress she had to offer.

Samantha sighed softly and reached over, covering John's hand with hers on the steering wheel. He looked to his side as he slowed down at the traffic lights. He smiled warmly at his wife and winked at her before looking in front of him again. She couldn't help but smile herself as she moved a little closer to John in her seat and rested her head against his shoulder.

"Thank you." she whispered to him.

"What for?" John laughed.

"Just for being here." Samantha replied.

John just smiled and kissed the top of her head as he continued to drive.

About twenty minutes later, John pulled up outside Starbucks where he and Samantha were supposed to be meeting Andrew. He shut off the engine and looked over at his wife.

"You ready?" he asked.

Samantha took a deep breath and nodded her head. "Yeah, lets go." she replied, undoing her seatbelt.

"You've got nothing to worry about, baby." John tried to reassure her. "Everything will be fine."

"I hope you're right, John." Samantha said as she opened the car door and stepped out in to the warm spring weather.

She walked over to John's side of the car as he locked up the doors. He turned around to face Samantha and extended his hand to her. She smiled slightly and slid her hand in to his as they walked inside together.

As they walked in, Samantha glanced around for signs of Andrew. She didn't see him right away but then heard a familiar voice call out her name.

"Sammy!" she heard her little sister squeal.

Samantha looked to her side and saw Chrissie running towards her. A wide smile came on to Samantha's face as she crouched down a little and opened her arms. Her sister ran in to them and flung her arms around Samantha's neck. Samantha squeezed her baby sister tightly.

"Hey, Chris." she laughed. "It's nice to see you, too."

Chrissie let go of Samantha and grinned up at her sister. She then turned her head to look to Samantha's left and her smile grew even wider.

"Hi, John." she waved.

"Hey kiddo." John laughed, reached out and ruffling Chrissie's hair.
"Where's Andrew, Chris?" Samantha asked.

Chrissie turned her attention back to her sister and pointed over to the corner. Samantha looked over to where Chrissie was pointing and saw her brother sitting at a table, sipping a cappuccino. Samantha smiled slightly...after all, she hadn't seen either of them in a while. She suddenly felt John's arm slid around her shoulders.

"Come on." he smiled, leading her over to where Andrew was sitting.

"Did you not want to come and greet me then?" Samantha joked as she approached the table that her brother was at.
"Sam." Andrew smiled, standing up and reaching out for her. Samantha smiled softly and walked in to Andrew's open arms. "It's good to see you again. We've missed you."

Samantha smiled and pulled away from her brother.

"John." Andrew smiled slightly as he glanced at his brother-in-law.

"Hey." John smiled back, sliding his hand it to Samantha's, receiving a squeeze from her in return.

"So, what's so important that you couldn't tell me over the phone?" Samantha asked Andrew, wanting to get this over and done with.

"Ummm...well..." Andrew stuttered. "Sit down."

Samantha looked up at John. He nodded slightly and smiled gently. She turned back and walked over to the opposite side of the table, with John beside her.

"Andy, just tell me what's going on, please." Samantha said as they all took their seats.

"Well...ummm...you see..."

"Andrew!" Samantha said sternly. "Tell me."

"I wasn't sure if you would be interested...but I thought you had a right to know..." Andrew started. "It's dad..." he took a breath and looked down at the table. "He was taken in to hospital. He...he had a heart attack last week."

What will Samantha's reaction be? Will she be concerned? Will she even care? Find out in chapter four...LOL!

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