Story: And the Ability to Know the Difference
Author:The Evil Pink Squirrel of Doom
Note: I know that this chapter is short, but I wanted to show Sam and her husband together. I haven't decided yet if he'll wake up and talk to her before surgery or not yet. Plus should it be Derek/Meredith or Derek/Addison, of course I could also always do a Meredith George, let me know what you guys think cause I've figured out how each one could work in my warped world. Review please, and answer. Thanks a ton. I'm also pretty upset that George cut his hair, I thought he looked really cute.

Forever is Such A Short Time

Sam watched the boys and even a few stat girls leaving the hospital. Terrence had fully expressed how important it was they keep there

little motor mouths shut. Some of the older varsity boys, one's who were being coached by Nick for the 6th season (junior high and high

school both) had been upset but conceded. Especially when faced with the fury that was her. They may not know the duo was married but

they did know that she was at every meet/tournament. Slowly she allowed her hand to run through her long hair. She was exhausted with

everything that had happened, but she wasn't leaving till she knew Nick was safe and happy. Ironically, she had asked Nick what would

happen in just this sort of situation, the Sunday before.

Flashback

"Nick?"

"Hmmm" came the muffled response from the man laying across the coach. Sam was laying pushed up against his side

watching the television half heartedly. Her head laid on his chest, one arm tucked safely up and under her lover's neck. Her left

hand was slowly drawing out patterns on the man's chest.

"What would we do if something happened to one of us?" Samantha raised her head slightly to look at her husband. His

eyebrows creased slowly, then suddenly he let out a deep rumbling laugh. To some it would sound almost frightening. Sam

growled low in her throat, it was the same laugh her husband used when he thought she was asking one of stupidest questions

he'd ever heard. It was a laugh she'd heard as both as his student and his lover. A laugh that sent shivers up her spine, and she

lowered her head back to his chest. She knew what kind of answer that laugh implied. Her husbend was a good man, but

sometimes he could appear as cruel, and cold-hearted, a cold-hearted bastard. Bu then again she was a cold-hearted bitch.

"I think I need to stop DVRing General Hospital. I'm giving you bad habits." He reached over to grab the TV changer. Sam

huffed as she sat up pulling the lamb skin blanket with her, effectively leaving her husband naked on the couch.

"I'm going to head home, give me a call in a couple days. If not well then I may see you after the meet." She began grabbing

her clothing off the floor where it had been hap hazardlessly thrown earlier that night when they had come home from dinner and

a movie. Her husband through himself back into the pillow he'd been using, and gave her a frown. Reaching up he grabbed her

wrist as she passed by him to grab her Billy Idol halter top, she pulled back harshly and glared at him. She then began heading up

the stairs with the blanket which was still wrapped around her under her arms and her clothing. Nick groaned and grabbed his

jeans quickly he pulled them on and bounded up the stairs after his spit-fire of a wife, towards the bedroom.

"Listen Sammy, I'm just saying your worrying about nothing. We're both fine and healthy. Jiri is growing into a great kid,

before you know it I'll be teaching how to wrestle and you'll have to put up with it as the most important thing in the world for

the two most important men in your life's lives for six months out of the year." He stopped and took a deep breath. Arguments

between the pair were very rare, almost non existent. So he wasn't really sure when he was about to step on a land mine. He

didn't want to ask why Samantha was so concerned about this but he would do his best to quell her fears.

"I just want to know what if one of us was in a coma? Or worse?" She stopped and Nick realized she was wearing nothing

more then one of his old wrestling shirts, Coach was emblazed across the back in white, the name of Pierce High School ran down

the front above a wild mustang sketch. The sea green shirt bringing out his wives gorgeous green eyes. It was from the year that

she graduated, he lowered his eyes, it wasn't like he never thought about it, hell, he thought about something happening to him

more then he'd like to admit. He knew, that she and Jiri although not his son would be set for life. He'd sit and look at his

students in class, at the kids pacifically who sat in his wives former seat and wondered where they would end up. He scratched the

side of his arm and stared at the deep navy blue carpet which suddenly seemed very interesting.

" I don't know, I don't really think that it's a situation that we can exactly make a plan for. Who knows what would happen,

how people would react, how we would act. It's one of those things that you have to take when it comes at you. I can tell you

though no matter what ever happens I'll be here. I'll be here for you, Jiri and any other kids we have forever. I love you, I love

you more then anything else in the world. I have sense it was illegal, and I love you forever, just as passionately. You're my

world" At the look from his wife, he shrugged. Her eyebrows rose even higher. She was demanding a little bit more before

crawling back into the bed. She had known full well he would come chasing after her. They didn't fight often, one reason he often

figured was because they were both so bull headed towards the rest of the world but together they could never deny the other

anything. Thank whatever god listened to a man like him, for granting him his prayers, Jiri was spending the night at one of

Sammy's friends so she could stay the whole night. A whole night without being quiet, He smiled a little, this women in front of

him was his girl, his former student, his lover, his wife, his world.

"Ok, so till the season ends you're a very close second to wrestling. The point is I love you. If something happened you'd be

fine, you'd be taken care of. You're my moon and stars. I've put everything on the line just to touch you, to taste you." He

stopped again and raised his eyes to Sam's. She was looking at him with a familiar fire in her eyes. He took a step forward and

pushed her against the wall.


"To feel you writing under me, as I'm inside you, filling you." As his lips came crashing down on hers, she had suddenly completely

forgotten about the argument. The next morning she had climbed into her Green Expedition and left, not to see or speak to him

till the following Wednesday.

End Flashback

Sam glanced down at her watch, it was time to go see the chief of surgery. Nervous was not normally a word she knew the meaning of,

sure when she had gone to see Nick for the first time after not speaking to him for seven months she had been nervous but this

was so different. Slowly she began to walk down the hall towards the office of the chief of surgery. Fear gripped her heart, this was one of

those moments in life you wished you could curl up into a little ball and die, or at least fall asleep and dream things were normal. Or at least

as normal as possible. When she had arrived at the hospital, marriage license in tow, her adrenaline had been running high, she had

been furious, and unstoppable. But now, well now things had changed. Soon though her hand was on the door, she knocked, after hearing

a'come in' she slowly turned the knob and opened the door. As she entered she heard Dr. Derek Shepard.

"Ah, Mrs. Samantha Roslyn Mackenzie, there you are. Thought you were going to take forever" She smiled, it would be ok, after

everything she and Nick had fought past, this was nothing. After all she was Mrs. Samantha Roslyn Mackenzie, and forever, well that was

just as long as your next moment on Earth.

Authors note: Please review, I'm begging you. It gives me the encouragement to continue.