Author's Note: Yay! People are reading on! What will happen in this chapter? Can you guess? Someone mentioned that they wondered how Jazz would react when she found out who Sam really was. Well, this chapter answers it pretty well. -winkwink-
Lovesick
Chapter Thirteen
Maddie kept an annoyingly close watch on Sam the rest of the morning. Danny seemed beside himself with happiness, and he kept wrapping his arms around Sam's waist. It was sick. Though now that she thought about it, Sam seemed to have put on a little weight.
Sam had come back at around noon with Danny, looking a little pale. Danny, Maddie was sure, suspected nothing. Since calling off the lunch might raise a few eyebrows, Maddie decided to go on with it, hoping to learn a little more about what Sam intended to do.
Maddie watched as Sam excused herself from the table. She held her phone in her hand (she must have picked it up from her room, Maddie thought) and quickly pecked Danny on the cheek before turning and walking up the stairs.
Maddie stood up, ignoring Danny's questioning look. "I need to use the bathroom," Maddie made up.
Danny looked a bit confused but nodded nevertheless.
"Jazz, can you come with me for a minute?"
Now Danny looked very confused. "Is something wrong, mom?"
Maddie watched as Sam's figure disappeared from view. If she didn't hurry, she might miss what Sam was going to do. And if she did, she might not get another chance until it was far too late.
"No, not at all, Danny. I just have...something important to do."
Danny still looked bewildered, but he let his mother and sister go without another word.
Maddie quickly walked to the foot of the stairs, away from Danny's intrigued gaze.
"What is it mom?" Jazz asked as soon as Danny was out of earshot.
"I need you to help me with something, can you?" Maddie replied quickly, starting to walk up the stairs. Jazz followed.
"Sure, what is it?"
Maddie hurried up the stairs, repeating the morning events to her daughter. She told her her suspicions that Sam was going to hurt Danny, and by the time they had reached the top of the stairs, Jazz's face was filled with fury.
"That witch! I thought we could trust her!" Jazz said as her mother finished telling her about the voice mail.
"So did I, but now we know we can't."
"Does Danny know?"
Maddie pressed her ear against a door at random. "No."
"So, you need me to help you eavesdrop, right?"
Maddie paused at another door. "Yes, I-"
But she fell silent as she heard a voice across the hall, in the very last room. Maddie beckoned her daughter to follow her, pressing her ear against the door.
"Grandmother, I...I don't think I can do it." Sam said. Maddie assumed that the phone was on speaker, because Moon's voice seemed amplified.
"You stupid girl. You're weak, just like your father!"
"Grandmother, please." Sam's voice dropped sorrowfully. "It just doesn't seem right anymore."
"You will kill Daniel Fenton, you will tear apart the Fenton family, and you will do it soon."
Maddie and Jazz shared a worried look.
"Grandmother, I lo-"
"I don't care what you feel for the boy, Sam!" Moon shouted. "Remember my promise, remember...my threat."
"Please," Sam tried again, but her words were cut off.
"I want him dead! I want the entire family dead, do you understand?" Moon's voice dropped into a silky tone. "If you don't, you will lose the very thing that is most precious to you."
Sam sighed. "Yes, grandmother."
Maddie and Jazz heard the phone snap shut and suddenly the door opened. Sam looked surprised to see Maddie and Jazz standing there, cold fury on their faces.
"Hello," she said. "Did you need to use the bathroom-"
"Don't even try to pretend you care!" Jazz said coldly. "We heard everything."
Sam's smile dropped. For a moment, she looked like a deer caught in headlights, but then she burst through the two women and raced down the hallway. Sam felt her stomach ache; she hoped she wasn't straining the baby.
"Come back here, Sam! Finish your mother's dirty work, right? We'll kill you first!" Maddie screamed, chasing after her.
Sam felt tears burn her eyes, but she kept running, her breath now coming out in short, shallow gasps.
"I'll take the shortcut, Jazz. You follow her and we'll head her off at the bottom." Sam heard Maddie say to her daughter.
Sam suddenly tripped and nearly fell. She caught the stair banister and clung on to it, her stomach now throbbing madly. She gasped, trying to fill up her lungs with air.
"How could you do this to Danny?"
Sam turned around, one hand still clutching the banister, to find Jazz standing there, walking toward her with hatred in her eyes.
"I never wanted any of this," Sam wheezed.
"Of course you didn't you sadistic witch. What's more, you thought you could get away with it." Jazz said.
Sam walked backwards down the stairs, praying that she didn't fall and hurt the baby. "I didn't want to do it, I...I love him too much."
"Too bad I don't believe you. Really, I pity what's to come to you, Sammie," Jazz sneered, walking closer.
"Please, this isn't right. You know this isn't right," Sam pleaded, almost loosing her balance on a step.
"I know what's right—you out of the way so my family isn't in danger!" Jazz cried, suddenly launching herself on Sam. Sam fell backwards, Jazz on top of her, and tumbled down the stairs.
As they fell, both women fought to protect themselves. Jazz grabbed Sam's hair and pulled, causing Sam's neck to crack. Using the training she had, Sam punched Jazz on the side of her nose, causing it to break. Blood squirted through Jazz's hands, which had flown to her face, and Sam knew that Jazz's vision was temporarily obscured by the spray of blood. She quickly punched Jazz in the jaw, making the young girl's head bang up against the wall.
Both women landed in a pile on the floor. Sam's head banged against the cold floor, causing her to see stars. Sam blinked them away, instinctively reaching for her stomach. She reached up and felt a hot, damp liquid soaking through her jeans. Sam nearly stopped breathing—she was almost certain that it was blood.
"My...my baby," Sam whispered to herself, feeling the scars on her right arm prickle uncomfortably.
Danny suddenly dashed into the room. He looked shocked to see Sam and Jazz laying on the floor, and his face turned a pale green when he saw the blood on Sam's jeans. He crouched down to help her.
"Danny, the baby, I-"
"It's okay, Sam," Danny said, feeling hot tears burn his eyes, making his vision blurry. "It's going to be okay."
Sam suddenly remembered Jazz. She pulled herself out of Danny's arms and walked over to her.
"Jazz...Jazz, please wake up..." Sam said, crouching down beside Jazz. She felt a surge of pain at the effort, but ignored it.
It was then that she realized it wasn't the fall that had made Jazz seem so lifeless—it was the blow. When Sam had punched Jazz in the jaw, it had broken her neck.
"No..." Sam moaned. "Please, wake up. Come on, you've got to wake up."
Maddie suddenly appeared beside Danny with a FentonGun in her arms. She looked at Danny, then at Sam, her eyes finally landing on her daughter. She screamed in anguish as she realized that Jazz was dead.
"NO! Jazz! My Jazz...she's dead!" Maddie gasped.
"Please! I didn't mean to, Maddie-" Sam said.
Maddie reached down and yanked Sam up, away from Jazz. Her grip tightened around Sam's right arm, causing her to scream in pain. Maddie squeezed even tighter, and small trickles of blood appeared on the newly-opened scars.
"No!" Maddie screamed, near hysteria, and she shoved the gun into Sam's back, forcing her to walk. "I'm taking you to Vlad! He'll kill you! By tomorrow, you'll be dead!"
Danny suddenly sprang to his feet. "Mom, what are you doing?!"
But Maddie wasn't listening. Sam cried out in anguish, the pain in her stomach, scars, and head too much. She writhed around, but Maddie's grip was too strong.
Maddie walked to the front door, holding Sam in a hostage position. She gave Jazz one more look before turning to Danny.
"She's dead! Jazz is dead because of Sam!"
Author's Note: WOAH! I did NOT see that coming! Or maybe I did.
Jazz is dead? How will Danny react? What will Maddie do? Worse, if Maddie DOES turns Sam in, what will Vlad do?
Is Sam going to be okay?
I suppose you're just going to have to wait for the next chapter to find out...
