AN: This is dedicated to those people who yelled at me to continue.
P.S. This will be short until Saturday, I have a 7 page paper due tomorrow and I only have one paragraph done…to all you kids out there: DON'T. PROCRASTINATE! This is just to say…you can't get rid of me too fast.

My Vietnam

Chapter 18

Previously On "My Vietnam"

Sonny grabbed Jason's arm, "Jason, I saw Sam. I couldn't reach her."

Jason's eyebrows furrowed together, "Why not?"

"She was trapped in the elevator, with Elizabeth."
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Sam was taken aback at the sudden question, "I don't know you, I'm sorry."

Elizabeth nodded, "Elizabeth Webber."

"So…who's the father?"
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Craig looked at Carly, "Nice to see you too darling. Now…" He looked at Sonny, "As I said, the briefcase."

Carly didn't move, "And like I said." In a quick movement she grabbed Sonny's gun and pointed it, cocked, at James, "Go to hell."
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Craig looked amusedly at Carly, but spoke to Sonny, "Tell your lovely wife here to lower her gun or else."

Carly started to mock him, "Oh really? Like what, blow up a hotel with everyone I love in it?"

Sonny shrugged, "She does have a point, what else could you do?"

Craig shrugged, "Oh I don't know, except that if I don't punch in the code to that briefcase in thirty seconds, another explosion will occur."

Carly tore her eyes off of Craig and met Sonny's, silently debating what to do.
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Jason walked into the cloudy lobby, "Sam!" He lifted off a piece of rubble, "SAM!" He saw a head of dark hair and ran towards it, "Sam!" He lifted off the piece of wood with a grunt and saw it was not Sam, but Lulu. Despite himself he lifted the bleeding girl off the ground and looked around, calling out one more time, "Sam, please!" He heard no reply so he quickly took Lulu out of the hotel.
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Elizabeth jumped, "What?"

Shrugging, Sam repeated, "Who's the father."

"Well, uh…"

Sam gasped, "Oh, man, I am so sorry."

Elizabeth's voice sounded confused, "Why?"

"I guess you don't know who the father is."

"No, I do." She was getting steamed, "Actually…well, it's Jason's."

Sam was silent for a minute, "My Jason?" She realized what she said, "Well, not MINE but, the one that I know."

Elizabeth nodded, please by herself, "Yes, him."

"Does he know?"

"Not yet, I'm just waiting for the right time to tell him."

Sam nodded, "Well, it's good…that you're telling him, I mean."

"He deserves to know." This time Elizabeth was silent. "Listen, I know you don't remember me, but I have to ask you for a favor, a big one."

"What do you want?"

"I want you to stay away from Jason. For my baby."

Sam thought, she was about to say no and tell this lady just where she could stick it when she suddenly felt a wave of loss, of wishing, and heard a baby cry in the distance. She finally answered with a scratchy, forced voice, "Fine."