It had been a busy morning for Sam and her kids in the penthouse. She had to rush to get Danny out the door for school because Scout had been fussier than normal this morning. She wouldn't let Sam put her down in the kitchen to play with the pans like she usually liked to do, she wanted to be held the whole time. That made it extra difficult to get things done. Sam couldn't quite figure out what was up with her, but it was times like that, not having Drew around all the time was more evident. He could always calm Scout down. Sam rushed back into the penthouse after dropping Danny off at school and Scout with the Quartermaine nanny. She had a meeting with Curtis about a case, but due to her busy morning she forgot her files. Now, she was running late as well, because she had hung around the mansion hoping to catch Monica to tell her about Scout and to see if she would maybe look in on her when she had a chance, but no luck, Monica must have already been at the hospital. Sam thought to herself and decided maybe she would try texting Drew. She knew he would have already been at Aurora working but if it was about either of his kids, Drew would drop what he was doing to be sure they were okay. Sam didn't want to alarm him because she didn't think it was serious, she thought that Scout was probably just missing her Daddy. Sam pulled out her phone and began to pull up Drew's for texting. Her finger accidentally slipped and she ended up in her photos. She paused for a moment and almost just immediately closed the app but for some reason Sam felt the need to open the folder of old photos from last year. The first one that popped up was a picture of her and Drew from their wedding in January. Sam's face began beaming with a big smile. As she looked at the photo, she made her way over to the couch to sit down. She kept scrolling through the photos, there was a picture of Scout's first Christmas from the year before. Sam smiled and giggled a little as she remembered Scout being buried in the wrapping paper remnants. As she continued to scroll, she saw more and more evidence of her life with Drew, each picture conjuring up the memories to go with them. She paused for a moment and placed the phone down beside her. Sam really began thinking about the life she had with Drew, the family they built together the happy times they shared. She folded her arms across her chest and began rubbing her upper arms, she thought about the vows she made with Drew in that very room and the words she had said. "I still absolutely love and adore you, we have an incredible bond….I have a life that I never expected…a life that I want to continue to share with you always," Sam remembered fondly the vows she had said while staring into Drew's eyes. "A life I want to continue to share with you always," Sam repeated out loud. "I wish I could have fully committed to those vows," Sam quietly uttered glumly. Drew had been on Sam's mind these last few days a lot and she couldn't quite figure out why. It's not like she hadn't thought about him at all over the last months since they broke up, but the last week or so she had felt a bigger pull to think of him and wonder if he was okay. Sam sat up quickly and picked her phone up off the couch, she couldn't believe she had been ignoring the feelings she had been having, her instincts. Why was she ignoring them where Drew was concerned? Sam knew better than to keep doing that so she was going to text him right now and be sure he was okay. She opened her text app and began typing up a quick message. She paused for just a moment and remembered a few months back when Drew told her he wanted what they had back. Remembering that caused Sam to stop typing and re-think her impulse. I don't want to lead him on, I don't want to give him the wrong idea. I still don't know if I love him and only him, Sam thought to herself. She decided to erase the text that she had started and instead continue with her original plan to text Drew about Scout. She just couldn't hurt him again if she wasn't ready to pursue a relationship with him. Sam twisted her mouth as she thought about what to type. "Hey, it's nothing is urgent, I just think Scout is missing her daddy. Maybe when you get a minute you could go check on her with the nanny? Hope you are having a good day." Sam re-read what she had wrote to be sure it was short and to the point with nothing extra to misconstrue. She began to second guess herself and went to erase the part about the good day, but at the last second decided just to hit send. "I sure wish I could figure out why he has been on my mind so much lately?" Sam questions herself. "Boy I wish I could figure out a lot of stuff," she grumpily sighs. She tosses her phone onto the couch cushion next to her and rubs her hands across her face and through her hair. She looks around the room and glances over to the desk. "Curtis!" Sam cries. She had forgotten the reason she came back to the penthouse in the first place, she leaps up off the couch, rushes over to the desk and opens the drawer that held her case files. She rummages through the drawer and finds the files she was looking for. Quickly closing the drawer, she goes to grab her phone back off the couch. She briefly catches a glimpse of the envelope that was delivered the night before. "Oh yeah, I forgot about you." Sam quips curiously. She picks up the envelope and begins to open the flap, just as she's about to get it open, she hears her phone ringing from across the room. "I bet that's Curtis," she says to herself. "He's going to wonder where I'm at." Sam calls out in a sing song voice. She strides over to the couch quickly to catch the phone before it stops ringing. As she picks it up she can see it is Curtis calling. She winces her face as she answers, feeling bad that she has kept him waiting. "Curtis, hey. I know, I know I'm so sorry, I had to come back home and get the files." She says apologetically. "Are you still at Kelly's? Okay, I am coming right now, I'm leaving right now, I promise." Sam assures him as she points her hand towards the door. She hangs up the phone and rushes past the desk, grabbing her keys and the files. She quickly pats the envelope as she's leaving and calls out, "you're going to have to wait until later, I gotta go!"