CHAPTER FIVE

When Sam and Jazzy arrived home, they decided to go to bed.

That night, Jazzy had a dream about her biological mother at the hospital that she stayed at when she was in labor with her twin sisters. Her father wasn't present.

But she had her mother's best friend, Katie Roquette, there for moral support.

START OF DREAM

Because the twins were born a month early, they were taken to the ICU, while Lizzy was recovering from giving birth. When Dr. Addison Reilly came in to talk to Lizzy about her newborns, she found the patient, passed out, unconscious. Dr. Reilly went over to find her pulse, but substantially didn't find one. She panicked and called for a crash cart. By the time it arrived she, Lizzy, was gone. Jazzy and her brothers came running into the room to see if something had gone wrong and found the doctor.

"Is everything ok with my mom?" Jazzy asked Addison Reilly.

"I'm afraid not, I'm sorry, I couldn't save her." The doctor said to Jazzy.

"NO," she yelled running over to her mom, shaking her. Katie then came over to Jazzy and pulled her away.

END OF DREAM

"NO," Jazzy yelled, waking up in a cold sweat.

"Jazzy, it's ok; I'm here, it's ok." Sam said trying to comfort her. "What happened?"

"I had a dream about my mom, Lizzy; dying the night my sisters' were born. The doctor told us she died from an allergic reaction to the medication she was on." Jazzy said starting to cry.

Sam then, asked her as calmly as possible, "What do you think happened?"

Jazzy started to cry when she said, "I don't know what happened. I believed everything that they told me. We've only been dating for two years, but we've been best friends for as long as I can remember. I mean, my dead father and your father were best buddies from the academy; all the way up to the day they were both promoted to detectives and the day they died. You were practically over my house every single day, after what happened with your mom, Renesmee. How did you deal with all of the pain after losing her?" Jazzy asked, wiping her tears.

"I don't know, but like you just said, I was over your house everyday after my mom passed. After she passed I didn't know what else to do, or where else to go." Sam responded with a wry smile. "My dad was almost never at home because he was either at work or at the bar getting drunk. And my older sister Jessii was already in college on her way to graduation. So whenever possible, I was at your house. I love you very much and I can't wait to be your husband. I wouldn't know what to do with myself if you weren't here with me right now, I love you." Sam continued and gave her a kiss.

"I love you, too, Sammy. I can agree with the father part. My father was never, I mean, never here. He helped with the bills. He would call home every night to say good night and to tell us he loved us and he would be home as soon as he could. But none of us believed it, because a year later, the police show up at Lilly and Patrick's house saying that my father, Cody Parish, was killed while undercover. I'm really not sure if that is true or not. I really want to go to the station where he worked and ask his boss, Captain Cragen, who is now the captain of the Special Victims and Homicide Unit. I want to know what really happened to my birth parents." Jazzy said, starting to cry again.

Sam took Jazzy into his arms and held her. "I know the feeling; I was really close to my mom, too. How about this? Tomorrow, we can go down to the police station and ask about all of it and hopefully get the answers you're looking for? I will call school in the morning to let them know that both of us will be absent. I will also call Pat and Lilly to let them know our plan. Okay?" Sam asked his fiancée.

"OK." Jazzy replied, giving Sam a kiss. "Thank you, Sam. You really are the best fiancée I will ever have. Ok. Let's change the subject to planning our wedding. I think we should wait until after we graduate high school. How does that sound?" Jazzy said to him with a smile.

"Whatever you want, you're the bride to be. Now I have a question for you? Its' also about the wedding. Would it be ok if I asked your brothers to be my groomsmen, adding in your dad/ uncle? I am going to ask Max to be my best man." He asked her.

"Yeah, sweetie, you don't have to ask me. That's up to them. Yeah, they're my family, but you're my family, too." Jazzy replied looking up at him.

"Okay, Okay," Sam said smiling. His smile quickly faded when Jazzy asked him what was wrong.

"Nothing is wrong, nothing at all." Sam replied.

"OK, if you say so. Now let's go to bed and try to get some sleep. We have things to do tomorrow." Jazzy said looking at her alarm clock. It read 2:15am.

"OK, I love you. Goodnight sweetheart." Sam said lying down with jazzy in the crook of his arm. He gave a quick kiss.

"I love you, too, Sammy. Good night." Jazzy said, as she cuddled into him, lulling to sleep.