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We've Had Our Story…

- But What Happened Then?

Chapter 24.

Why?

"I'm home!" Emma announced, when she opened the door.

When nobody answered, she went into the living room and found Samantha sitting on the couch with little Sarah in her arms. They were both almost asleep.

"Sam!?" Emma exclaimed, "Where's your father?"

"Mom?" Samantha said, "I'm so happy to see you, can't you take Sarah from me?"

"Of course." Emma said, taking her child, "Where's your father?" she repeated.

"He left." Samantha said, getting comfortable on the couch, she wanted to sleep.

"Left?" Emma said, a feeling of anger filling her body.

"Yes." Samantha said.

"Where did he go?"

"Someone from work called and there was this big thing. So he told me to take care of Sarah and then he left."

"What big thing?"

"Some dinner or something." Samantha said.

"Then he must have left before supper? Right?" Emma asked.

"He left around 3… Or 4, I think." Samantha pouted, yawning.

"But it's 8:30 now!" Emma exclaimed, looking at the big clock above the television, "Have you been alone that long?"

"Yeah, I think so." Samantha said.

"What did you eat?" Emma asked.

"I tried to warm Sarah a bottle in the microwave, but it blew up in there, and I hurt my fingers." Samantha said.

"Your fingers?" Emma said, "Show them to me."

"Mommy, if I show them to you will daddy be getting in trouble?"

"He is already in trouble." Emma said, "Show them to me young lady, or else you will be getting in trouble."

Samantha sat up and showed her right hand to her mother.

"Oh my God!" Emma said, "Doesn't that hurt, sweetie?"

"It hurts a lot." Samantha said, "But I tried putting water on it."

"Sweetie," Emma said getting tears in her eyes, "What more did you do?"

"When Sarah couldn't get her milk she got hungry and tired, I just tried to console her, but she wouldn't really sleep." Samantha said, "And I was busy with her, I didn't eat."

"God!" Emma said, slapping her forehead. She couldn't believe that Jack would do this! "Pack some clothes honey," she said, knowing what to do, "I'll pack some for me and Sarah. We're going to grandma and grandpa's. And then we'll look at your hand."

Samantha nodded, even though she was tired, she left for her bedroom to pack some clothes.

--

"I'm outta here, mom!" Gracie yelled, opening the front door, only to come face to face with Emma and her kids, "Ems? What are you doing here?"

"Take Sarah," Emma said, "And Samantha stay here. I'll be back in 10 minutes." Emma continued, and then she was gone.

"Gracie, what are…" Rachel trailed off when she saw her grandkids, "What are they doing here?"

"Emma dropped them off." Gracie said, "She's back in 10 minutes."

"Well, get them in!" Rachel said, "Hey Sam, what's happening?"

"I don't know," Samantha yawned, "But can you please fix my hand, grandma? 'Cos it hurts."

"What?"

"Here." Samantha said, showing her hand.

"Oh my God!" Rachel said, "Let's get that in a bowl of water!"

It was probably too late now, but she could at least try.

Rachel filled water in a bowl and placed it at the kitchen table. She sat Samantha next to it, and made her put her hand in it.

"Does that help, honey?"

"A little." Samantha said, "Thank you. But I think Sarah is hungry. Do you have some milk for her?"

"Yes." Rachel said. She didn't know why she was doing this, but Sam was an honest little girl, and if she said that Sarah was hungry, then she was.

Rachel found some formula to warm. She always had some lying around, because the house was full of kids very often.

When it was done, she found Gracie in the living room, telling Ross what happened.

"Here Grace." Rachel said, "Give her some."

"Okay." Gracie said, giving Sarah the bottle, "I think she liked that."

Then the front door opened and Emma came into the living room with two bags, "I'm here now." she announced.

"Yeah, we can see that." Ross said, "Emma, what's going on?"

"Jack and I are getting a divorce." Emma said, flopping down on the couch.

"What!?" the three of them said.

"Yeah." Emma just said, but they could see she was pretty shaken up.

But Rachel knew that both of her daughters (like herself) had a problem with making too big of a deal out of things, and playing drama queens, so she sat down next to Emma and took her hand, "Tell us what happened, honey?"

"I'll tell you what happened!" Emma said, "I got home from the hospital, and Samantha is sitting on the couch, telling me that Jack left around 3 in the afternoon, leaving her with Sarah and the responsibility for food. Then I look at her hand, and apparently, she tried to warm Sarah a bottle."

"Oh my God!" Ross said, "I cant believe Jack would do that… But don't you think you can work this out?"

"No!" Emma said, "He left a 6 year old to take care of a 1 year old. He must have lost his mind!"

"I see where you are coming from." Rachel said.

"Mom?" Gracie said, "I don't mean to steal the focus, 'cause I feel so bad for you Emma, but I was on my way out of the door. I promised JJ that I would come."

"Oh," Rachel said, taking Sarah, "I'll let you have some fun."

"Thanks." Gracie smiled, "And you can just make my bed for Sam. I bet she's tired. Bye!"

"Bye!"

The door closed, and she was gone.

"Can I stay here for awhile?" Emma asked.

"Yes, of course." Ross said.

"And if Jack asks, I'm not here."

--

The next day.

"Chandler?" Monica said, "I feel something weird in my chest."

"What?"

"There's like a… lump, or something, I don't know."

"Let me feel." Chandler said, and ran his hand over the spot she did before, "Yeah, you're right. Maybe you should get that checked out?"

"You think it could be cancer?" Monica asked.

"I don't know." Chandler said, "I'm not a doctor."

"I'll call the hospital." Monica said, with tears in her eyes.

"It's probably nothing." Chandler consoled her.

"Yeah, probably, but better safe than sorry."

--

Jack looked around in the quiet bedroom, and found it odd that his kids hadn't woken him up yet.

He stood out of bed, and was surprised by the unbearable silence which was filling this house.

He went downstairs and looked into the kitchen. He found it empty.

Where were Emma and the kids?

Then he found a note on the kitchen table. He took it up and read it:

Hi Jack. I cant believe you. How can you leave your kids like that? I'm so angry with you right now, that it's lucky for you that you ain't home! I don't even feel like I know you anymore! I took my kids and left, to get you some time think things through. You should consider what really means something to you. Maybe we can still make this work. And I think you'd like to know, that Sam hurt her hand when she was trying to feed her sister, because you weren't there. Think things through now, Jack, and I'll see you. Bye, Emma.

Jack stood with the note in his hand, and suddenly, everything came rushing back to him…

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