Chapter 13

"For now you can go home. Get some rest, try to relax. But I will have to warn you Samantha, if the treatments aren't sucessful..." The doctor looked down, causing everyone to stare at him, including Sam who had tears running down her face, with Jake's arms around her. "I am afraid that you will need surgery, so we can remove the tumor."

Grace gasped and leaned agaisnt the cool cement wall. Wyatt moaned and leaned his head down. Jake really didn't say anything, but he never does his eyes do.

Sam just froze. Somehow she had taken it all in. Somehow she had to deal with it. Somehow she would. She felt almost safe with Jake's arms around her. Almost like he was trying to protect her from all the bad stuff like he used to. And when they locked eyes. Somehow she was going to be ok.

Wyatt followed the doctor outside the room. "Doctor, can I have a word?"

"Yes of course. Whats on your mind." He turned around, the hospital robe twirling at his feet.

"Um, we live about an hour away from here. What if something ,er, bad happen and we couldn't get here on time. You see she has an aunt, that lives in San Francsico. Could we move her there?" Wyatt didn't want it to be a question.

"Would she be willing to go?" The doctor asked.

"Um, well. No probally not." He replied.

"So why would you send her? I'm sorry sir, your daughter is very sick. The last thing you want to happen is for her to have more stress." The doctor nodded and turned on his heel.

Wyatt walked behind him and swung the doctors shoulder around. "I am aware of my daughter having cancer. Ok? That was not my question. Is it a possiblity to send Samantha to San Fransico? Thats all I want to know, sir." Wyatt say with a low voice. Almost like a warning. The doctor caught on pretty quick, but was not intimedated.

"Sir, we have your daughter to start her treatments on monday. It is Saturday currently. She needs this soon. Or, or else it could grow. And then surgurey but a less possibility of success. Then what? Well then we will have to try something alot more harder on her to try to kill the tumor." He said looking Wyatt straight in the eye.

"Is there a point to this, Doctor?"

"Indeed. The point is that if you send Sam away, we will have to send paper work as well. By the time it all goes threw, and she gets an appointment to start. Well I shouldn't say any more at this point. Just go home. Let her relax and come back on Monday at around 2. Then we will start." This time Wyatt didn't stop the doctor when he left.

Jake watched Wyatt leave the room. Then a short while later Grace did as well. He slowly pulled away from Sam and went to sit on the chair in front of her bed.

"You ok?" He asked. Then wanted to kick himself for saying that.

Surprising both of them, Sam nodded her head slowly. "Yeah, I guess I have no choice. Right?"

Jake looked into her scared, confident eyes. And nodded back. And then with out warning leaning forward to touch his lips with hers. As he pulled back. Sam knew that she was going to be ok, as long as she had people to help her through it. She watched Wyatt and Gram walk back in. And by any doubt she had that covered.

Srry for the long UD...just broke my wrist and a couple bones in my left hand...yes with a horse...so trying to type with one hand...not so nice lol and do u think i should end it there? doubt i will but...R&R