Chapter Six
A man lay inert in a cold gray room, from the volume of his snoring he was out for the count. Then a huge clanking noise came from outside the room and somebody scooted a tray full of what looked like slop underneath the door.
The officer who was stood outside the door sighed and shook his head.
"Managed to contact any of his family yet?" Another officer said from behind.
"Both of his parents are dead. His wife and kid are MIA. His sister wanted nothing to do with him, and the only number I did get I haven't been able to reach anyone. I've left them several messages." The first officer said.
"Okay, well until you get hold of somebody, I don't want him moved."
Sam sat in her living room watching the snowfall gently outside her window. Alex was asleep on the sofa next to her.
'He isn't a bad kid.' Sam thought to herself, he had it tough these past ten years. They both had.
Sam turned her eyes away from the window and stared down at her son as he slept peacefully, his head resting on her lap. This was unusual for Alex he didn't even like his Mom looking at him usually.
But she had eventually gotten down to the root of the problem Alex had eventually told her the truth, which shocked Sam what he told her.
Luka came in through the front door breaking the silence, he came in stamping the snow off of his boots.
"You look exhausted." Sam said moving Alex's head from her lap and standing up.
"I am." Luka took his coat off and wrapped his arms around Sam, kissing her forehead. "Did you manage to find out what happened with Alex?"
Sam broke away from Luka and went over to the kitchen and started to make a sandwich.
"Yeah and actually for once he never started it." Sam replied. "Y'know sometimes I never know if he's telling the truth, but this time I knew he wasn't lying to me. Not after why he told me why he got into the fight in the first place."
"Go on."
"Well this 'Mad Max' kid was saying how hot, Alex's sister was." Sam laughed, Luka was thoroughly confused. "He was talking about me, apparently Alex told everyone I was his sister. He's changed since he met you, maybe you are of some use after all."
Luka ran around to the other side of the counter and held Sam in a long kiss.
"I told you he wasn't a bad kid Sam."
"I know but sometimes he can be a bit of a handful, and I can't always trust what he says. And I know that makes me sound like a bad mother, but I do try really hard and I love him so much." Sam said in fast hushed whispers. Luka ended it by kissing her again.
"You are a good mother. You're the best. Don't ever doubt yourself Sam you've always done everything you can for him, and though he might not appreciate it now just wait until he's older and realizes what you sacrificed for him."
Sam smiled up at him and laughed, sometimes he said the cutest things. She heard the clock chime nine O'clock.
"I'd better get him to bed." Sam said making her way over to the sofa.
"Leave him I'll do it for you." Luka lifted Alex up and carried him upstairs.
Abby lay on the bed next to her daughter, she looked at her surroundings. She couldn't believe that this was just one of many rooms in this house. This room was practically the size of her whole apartment.
"Mom are we going to live here now?" Emily asked.
Abby couldn't even begin to understand how confusing this must be to a six year old.
"I'm not sure your Uncle John would want us living here all the time sweetie. As soon as I figure some things out I'll find us a new place to stay."
Emily sat up and moved closer to her Mother. "Uncle John loves you though Mom."
Abby was shocked at her daughters comment.
"And you always say that we should only be with people we love and trust." Emily finished.
Abby was amazed at her daughters grown up comment; she didn't think that Emily actually took in much of what she told her.
"That's true Emily, but it's a different kind of love that your Uncle John has for me. Like I love you differently to that I love Grandma. Do you understand?"
Emily looked at her mother in utter confusion.
"Okay let me put it this way, which is your favorite; Phoebe or Kimberly?" Abby asked, she was talking about two of her daughters dolls.
"Kimberly."
"And why do you like her better than Phoebe?"
"Because she looks like you Mommy and she's got the best clothes too."
"But do you love her like you love me!
"No."
"Why's that?"
"Because you're my Mommy and you look after me."
Abby sat up on the bed and pulled her daughter onto her lap. "Well see that's the different kind of love I was talking about. Your Uncle John loves me like a friend and he cares about us. But then I love you the whole world over."
"I love you too Mom." Emily snuggled up to her mother's chest.
A smile crept on Abby's face. John Carter loved her.
"Anyway missy, you'd better get some sleep, it's way past your bedtime!" Abby said turning her daughter around to face her. Abby tucked Emily into bed, and started to make her way out of the bedroom. As she opened the door Carter was just about to open it.
"Oh, hey." Said a startled Abby.
"I was just coming up to see how you were." Carter asked
Abby came out of the bedroom and shut the door. "Yeah we're good, I just put Emily to bed, I was just coming downstairs. And hoping that I wasn't going to get lost on my way down." Abby laughed.
"Here I'll give you a guided tour." Carter held out his arm, which Abby took.
Even in this big house which was just occupied by the three of them Abby felt safe, her and Carter sat on the sofa watching the TV just enjoying being in each others company. Till eventually Abby fell asleep, laying in Carter's arms. He didn't even try to move her he just lay there with her and watched her as she slept, till the early hours of the morning before he finally drifted off to sleep himself.
