Author's Note: I'm so glad people are enjoying this story! I love updating; everytime I do, someone always reviews and writes something that totally makes my day. I'm on chapter twenty right now, so I'm getting really close to finishing the story.
This chapter introduces some other characters from the show. A certain hispanic cheerleader and a complete technogeek...
Lovesick
Chapter Fifteen
Sam slowly opened one of her eyes. She was laying on something soft, in a room, it appeared. Bright sunlight streamed through a nearby window, making her squint. She heard voices around her, a soft whispering.
"Hey, Paulina, look! She's awake!" A male voice said.
Sam rolled over to her side, moaning in pain. Every inch of her body hurt—her stomach was twisting itself into tight knots, her scars were bleeding and seemed to be covered in some type of gauze, and her head was throbbing painfully, as if someone had taken a jackhammer and drilled against it. But the worst pain she had was coming from her left arm. It was twisted up in an unreal fashion, the bone sticking out in a very odd angle high above her head.
A very pretty, young Hispanic woman suddenly appeared in her line of vision. The woman looked about 18 or 19; she couldn't have been much older than Sam.
"Thank god you're awake," the woman breathed. "We thought, well, after a crash like that..."
"The important thing is that you're alive. Even if only barely." An African-American man said, stepping beside the Latina.
The Hispanic woman shot him a scalding look. "You could try and be a little more sensitive, Tucker."
The African-American gave her a sheepish look. Then, he turned back to Sam, who was craning her neck to look up at him.
The man crouched down until he was at eye-level with Sam.
"I'm Tucker," he introduced himself. "See, I would shake your hand, but seeing as your arm is broken..."
His words were cut short when the Hispanic woman shoved him. He fell back and, seeing the dirty look on the Latina's face, burst out laughing. The Latina sighed and shook her head, then crouched down beside Sam.
"Where's Danny?" Sam asked.
"Oh, your friend is in the other room. I think he's still asleep though," The Hispanic said. "I'm Paulina, by the way." She smiled at Sam for a moment, then stood up and turned to Tucker, who was brushing himself off.
"Tuck, go check if the other one is awake."
Tucker saluted her with a goofy expression on his face, then, still laughing, he turned and walked out another door Sam hadn't yet seen.
"I'm sorry about him," Paulina said as soon as Tucker was gone. "He's hardly ever sensitive, and sometimes he can be a big pain in the-"
"Paulina!" Tucker shouted from the other room. "This one's awake too!"
"Be right back," Paulina said, then she hurried out the door to Tucker's recurring cries of "He's awake!"
Sam lay back against the soft pillows. She tried moving her left arm, but every time she tried, a sharp, burning pain flew down her arm, causing her to cry and gasp in pain.
For a few minutes, she wondered where she was, but after a moment Sam decided that that was the least of her problems. What would Moon say when she found out? What would Moon do when she found out? Right now would be the perfect time to kill Danny. Sam was so weak and fragile right now; there was no way she could defend Danny if Moon came.
The sound of footsteps snapped Sam out of her thoughts. She turned her head to the source of the noise. Paulina and Tucker were walking toward her, and behind them, Danny.
Sam felt her heart swell with joy at seeing Danny again. He looked perfect, not a single scratch on his body.
"Sam!" Danny cried when he saw her. He ran the rest of the way to her bed and leaned down, kissing her lightly on the lips.
"Oh god, Sam," Danny repeated, hugging Sam softly. "I'm so sorry. I passed out, I should have been more careful-"
Sam smiled. "It's okay Danny. I'm fine, just a broken arm. But.." She trailed off.
"But what, Sam?" Danny said, rubbing her cheek with his thumb.
"Danny...I lost the baby."
Sam heard Paulina gasp behind Danny. Danny's face drained itself of color. The room seemed to grow colder. For a moment, he said nothing. Then-
"It's okay, Sam," Danny said finally.
Sam felt tears burn her eyes as they did so often now. "I'm so sorry, Danny! I tried to tell you, I really tried-"
"Don't worry, Sam. We'll get through this. Together," Danny said. He felt numb. He couldn't believe it. He didn't want to believe it. Sam had lost the baby? He had already pictured them in a happy family, Sam as his wife with a little Danny or Sam Jr. beside them, depending if the baby was a boy or girl.
"Danny?" Sam asked suddenly.
"Yes?" Danny replied, bringing his mind back to the present.
"I love you."
Danny smiled down at her. "I love you too, Sam."
-DP-
Sam found the next several months difficult. Though her arm was used to breaking from all the training and healed itself quickly, Sam found the little hotel where Paulina and Tucker had left them incredibly boring. Paulina and Tucker themselves had left the next morning, leaving Danny with some money and a sincere, "Good Luck."
Danny was determined to go out and work like a normal person, leaving Sam alone in the bleary hotel during the day. Sam occasionally wandered out of the hotel, exploring the town. She had sometimes considered getting a job as well, but Danny refused. Sam was sure that Danny worked so hard only to keep his mind off his parents, the lost baby, and Jazz.
Another thing that was beginning to bother Sam was Danny's sudden sexual appetite. Sam had been quite surprised when Danny came home from work one night and had shoved her against the wall, swiftly unbuttoning her dress. It wasn't that Sam minded his advances, they just confused her. Every night it would get worse. After a week of this, Sam guessed that this was Danny's way of escaping the real world. And even though she was exhausted and their lovemaking was rough and hurried, Sam could always feel a little love behind it, even though later Danny would push her away.
Danny suddenly entered the room. He locked the door and smiled warmly at Sam, walking closer to her.
"You look beautiful today, Sam," Danny said, taking off his coat.
"You say that every night," Sam replied, playing along.
Danny silenced her by placing his mouth on hers. He started undoing the buttons of her jeans. Sam closed her eyes. She knew what was to come...
-DP-
Sam woke up a few hours later to find Danny wide awake next to her. She ran a delicate finger down his muscular chest, planting feather-light kisses on his torso. Danny quickly moved away from her.
"Don't, Sam," he growled.
"What's wrong, Danny?" Sam asked, inching closer to him. She started to massage his back but suddenly Danny whipped around. In one swift movement her caught her wrist, a look of deep hatred in his eyes.
"I said don't!" He spat.
Sam felt a feeling of anger bubble up inside of her. She twisted around, freeing herself from Danny's grip.
"How dare you!" Sam said, pulling her clothes back on. "You treat me like your sex toy every night, and when I try to show you a little love you shove it back in my face. I know you hate me—that I understand, but you brought me here. I would have gladly died when I was supposed to!"
"Oh, so now it's my fault? All I ever do is shower you with love, and this is how you repay me? I can't believe you, Sam!" Danny said, standing up and pulling the sheets around his body.
For a minute, the two lovers glared at each other.
"Fine," Sam said. She finished getting dressed and started walking to the door. "I'm going back to Vlad. Maybe they'll still hang me."
Danny's eyes widened and he stepped in front of the door, blocking Sam's way out. "No, please, don't go, Sam."
Sam stopped inches away from him. When she looked up, her eyes were sparkling with tears. "Just answer me one thing, Danny," she said. "Why are you so set on hurting me? Please, tell me. I never wanted to hurt you. I never wanted to be a part of my grandmother's plan. I didn't think I would fall in love with you, and I certainly didn't think that I would become pregnant. I feel just as empty as you do. I wanted to be a family; I wanted us to be together. I didn't want Jazz to die—I would have preferred me to die that day. And I'm sorry I didn't." Sam finished pathetically.
Danny wrapped his arms around Sam, and they cried together. His next words, however, surprised Sam.
"I'm glad you didn't die, Sam," Danny whispered, nuzzling his face into her silky black hair. "I know it sounds stupid, but I never would've been able to live without you."
"Really?" Sam asked softly.
"Really," Danny answered. "I'm sorry I haven't been very nice lately, Sam. But, I just don't think it's fair—I miss my family, I miss the idea of us being a family. But, I'm sure there'll be other times," he smiled down at Sam.
"Are you sure?" Sam asked.
"Yes. We just have to learn to adapt to our surroundings. Do you trust me, Sam?" Danny asked.
"Yes, I do." Sam whispered.
"That's all I need to know. We'll face our challenges together. Nothing will be able to stop us," Danny said.
Author's Note: The course of true love never did run smooth - William Shakespeare
Looks like Shakespeare knew what he was talking about! What couple doesn't have thier up's and down's in a relationship?
So, Sam has lost the baby. And she and Danny are living together, for now. Danny has been mising from home for a few months now, though. How is Maddie reacting to all this? What has Moon been planning all this time? And worse, what horrible things are waiting in the next chapter...