Chapter 5: Best Damn Thing

Samantha lay on her bed, her head spinning with thoughts from that morning. She couldn't wrap her head around it. Adam. Adam had kissed her. What's more, he had wanted to kiss her. She could feel the passion behind his kiss, the passion when he wrapped his arms around her waist and caressed her hips. She had said that they should just forget about it, but she knew that she never would. She rolled over onto her stomach and reached over to pet her cat, Mr. Whiskers.

"Geez Mr. Whiskers, why does life have to be so damn complicated?"

Mr. Whiskers looked at Sam with eyes that said, "I don't know what you're talking about, my life is pretty simple."

Sam rolled back over on her back and stared at the ceiling. There was only one thing that she could think about, and that was that crazy red-headed man that drove her up the damn wall. She knew that as long as she was thinking about Adam, she would never get any sleep. She turned the T.V on, hoping to get her mind off of the amazing kissing she had experienced earlier.

A week later, Adam Ross was lying across town, in the exact same position that Sam had been in: staring at the ceiling, hoping to get that picture from a week prior out of his head. He had barely seen her since that day; work had been crazy hectic, for the crappy weather seem to bring out all of the crazies out. The only thing he could see was the burning passion in Sam's eyes, and he understood it. Why had he been so stupid, being with Sara when clearly he belonged with
Sam? Sara didn't even compare to Sam, she was not nearly as beautiful, kind, caring, or brilliant. Sam's beautiful face filled his head for the millionth time that day, and he was lost in his thoughts of her when an annoying buzzing noise filled his ear. That annoying noise was not an insect; it wasn't the phone, or even an ambulance going by on the street below. No, it was Sara, whining AGAIN. He sighed, and thought, "And I put up with this WHY?" He never noticed how whiny and grating her voice was.

"Adam, let's go do something, I'm boooorrrredddddd!!!!!!"

Adam did not understand why he had fallen for Sara in the first place; she was clearly not on his level, not the way Sam was.

"I'm too tired, Sara, I'm really not in the mood for this."

"What is your problem?" asked Sara. "Ever since that stupid party you've been moody and horrible. You don't even take me out anymore! I can't take your crap anymore. I can't deal with you!" she exclaims as she leaps of the bed and puts her hands on her hips, giving Adam a defiant look.

Adam looked at Sara, in the pose. He was finally seeing her for the first time, and he realized then that he was out of his freakin' mind, cuz this bitch was psycho!

"You know what, I completely agree with you. I can't deal with you either. I think that you and I need to take a break…see some other people."

"What the hell? Are you breaking up with me? Who the hell do you think you are? Do you know who I am? I'm the best thing you are ever gonna have! You don't dump me, I dump you!" Sara said furiously. "It's that stupid skank isn't it? That Sam chic from your work. Ohmigod, are you sleeping with her? You cheated on me? You son of a bitch! I can't believe you!"

Adam looked at her in disbelief. "No, I haven't cheated on you. And I don't plan on it, because we are done. Get out of my apartment, now."

"Fine, Adam Ross, but I swear to God, you are gonna regret this!" she said as she ran out of apartment, slamming the door behind her.

Samantha was trying to concentrate on the screen in front of her, but she could barely keep her eyes open. She had not gotten a lot of sleep in the past week; her head was still spinning from that unmentionable event that happened seven days before. What was worse, she had barely seen Adam all week. She was wondering if he was upset about what had happened, and couldn't face her.

"Hey you," said a familiar voice softly, a voice that sent butterflies into Sam's stomach. She turned around to see Adam holding a coffee in each hand, that gorgeous lopsided grin on his face, his cheeks pink with excitement and his hair wind-swept.

Sam felt her heart melt as he handed her the coffee, and their hands brushed each other. Their eyes met and they looked away, suddenly shy around each other.

"Need help?" Adam asked softly, with eyes that made Sam think that he might actually feel the way she did. "He has a girlfriend, snap out of it Adair! You just got him to talk to you again. Don't you dare ruin this!!!!"

"Ya sure. I have a ton of samples to run," she said shyly. She decided to put her iPod on a random shuffle, and to her surprise, a song that exactly described how she felt was the first song on the playlist. The words filled the tiny lab…

That you're not, not, not, gonna get any better,
You won't, won't, won't, you won't get rid of menever,

Like it or not even though she's a lot like
me,we're not the same

And yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm a lot to handle, you don't know trouble
I'm a hell of a scandal, me, I'm a scene, I'm adrama queen,

I'm the best damn thing that youreyes have ever seen!

Adam looked up from his work, realizing that this was for him. He decided that now was the time to tell Sam what had happened between him and Sara the night before. He took a deep breath and said "Sam?"

Her name was barely out of his mouth before Mac came running into the lab, saying, "Hey you two, I need all hands on deck right now. We have a triple homicide on Park Avenue, and it's a big one." Mac runs out of the lab, heading to find Hawkes and Stella.

"What were you going to say Adam?" Sam looked at him with hopeful eyes.

"Oh never mind. It can wait."

"Okay, we better get a move on then," Sam said with a smile.

Adam watched her walk away, and he had absolutely no idea how he was going to tell her he was single again, or how he was going to tell her how he felt about her