A/N: I wanted to move this story along a little bit. I decided to time jump this story so that it will be easier for me to write every week or every other week and possibly longer chapters.
So, this chapter, the story picks up about six months later and since I didn't have a real definite timeline I'm going to guess and say that it's somewhere in the middle of February.
If anyone would like to send me some ideas on possible mini storylines for this story it would really help me as well. I've been getting stuck an awful lot lately and I don't like it.
Chapter Eighteen: Six Months
It's been six hard months since Sam had been attacked from by Rebecca.
It had been six hard months since Lucas had given up his child and had started the divorce from Peyton.
But in those six hard months, not many bad things happened. In fact quite a lot of good things happened.
Sam had found Aria.
Brooke and Peyton had decided to give their relationship another try.
And everyone was starting to heal.
After Brooke and Peyton had decided to tell Sawyer and Sam that they were dating not much had changed for them except they were more expressive with their love. They shared kisses and cuddles in front of Sam and Sawyer.
When word got to Haley and Nathan about the relationship, they blessed them and that was that. Not much changed.
For Sawyer, the six months nothing had really changed for her. She knew that her daddy was never gonna come back and be with momma, but that was okay because her aunt Brooke was with her momma now. Sam was acting like her sister and Sawyer was okay with that because she loved Sam and she knew that Sam loved her. Sawyer also knew that her aunt Brooke could punish her if she did something wrong just like when her momma does. Sawyer had learned that last week when she had to sit in a time out chair after she had disobeyed Brooke's order to clean up her mess from the floor.
With Sam, the six months had changed her the most. Sam had eventually gotten the surgery to get the word Slut removed from her skin. She and Aria had been getting closer. Nothing has happened passed kissing and a little over the clothing groping, but Sam was sure that if she told Aria she was ready for the next step that Aria would be too. Sam had also become friends with Aria's basketball buddies as well as her closest friends. Brooke and Peyton had been happy about that. Sam had also started therapy not long after the "Breyton" announcement, which was where Sam was at the moment.
Kari Clark had devoted her life to helping teens, being a victim of abuse herself she had decided to go into therapy to help these young kids come to terms with their feelings and the abuse in hopes that she could help them turn their lives around, even if it's just their feelings.
In the past six months she had seen Sam go from a shy, inward feeling girl and slowly grow into a young woman who was slowly but surely coming to terms with what had happened and she also saw that Sam had stopped blaming herself for what happened because it was not her fault.
"It's been a few weeks since I saw you last Sam. Anything new happening in your life?"
Sam takes a seat on the leather couch that she had got used to sitting in. At first, the sessions had made her nervous, but as Kari started to talk about herself and her situation, Sam was able to trust her and in return started talking about her own attack.
"My last name is no longer Walker. I'm proud to say that I am officially a Davis, something that I have wanted for a really long time."
That was also a new development with Sam and Brooke. A week after the "Breyton" announcement, Brooke had asked Sam if she still wanted to be adopted and when Sam agreed, Brooke smiled and sent the papers in right away. Here they were a few months later and Samantha Walker was no more, instead she was Samantha Davis.
"I'm happy for you Sam. I really am," Kari says with a grin. "Anything else new? How are Peyton and Sawyer?"
"Sawyer is great," Sam says with a smile. "We celebrated her fourth birthday a few weeks ago and she was so happy. She and I got into a cake fight and mom and Peyton were so upset because everything was such a mess and the cake ruined, but they looked at us, smiled and then joined in. It was the first time that I've ever done that. We felt like a real family, an honest to god family, and I want that to keep happening."
Kari wrote some stuff down on her pad of paper and when she was finished she smiled at Sam.
"I've had moments like that in my own life. When I was with my third foster family I had a relationship like you do with Sawyer with another girl in the home. It was the family's real daughter and she was only a few years older than I am. I was 12 and she was 14. It wasn't a birthday or anything. As a family we had sat down to watch a movie and I didn't know what to do because apparently they had movie night once a week and I was new to the home, but Lindsey just took my hand and told me to sit next to her."
"Do you and Lindsey still talk to each other?"
Kari grins and nods her head.
"Yes we do. She's my sister. A few months after that night I was adopted and we still have our weekly movie nights only it's just she and I and our kids."
Sam smiles. It was nice to hear from someone other than Aria about the abuse they had suffered. Aria was great, but she was her age. Sam liked that Kari was older and she survived it. It made Sam believe she could survive it as well.
-Complications of the Heart-
Sam exited Kari's office and saw Peyton sitting in the chairs across the hall. When the door had opened Peyton had lifted her head from the papers in her lap and smiled when she saw her pseudo daughter exit.
"Hey girly, how'd it go?"
"It went well," Sam responds with ease. "Where are mom and Sawyer?"
"Your mom is at the store because apparently she is supposed to get a new shipment of clothes only she didn't know about it and Sawyer wanted to stay with her so you're stuck with me for the rest of the day."
Sam sighed dramatically.
"I think I'll live."
Peyton grins as she stands up from her chair.
"You're a pain in the ass, do you know that?"
Sam shrugs her shoulders.
"I try."
Peyton laughs and shakes her head.
"Any thoughts on what you want to do today?" Peyton asks as she and Sam walk out of the building.
Sam looks down at her watch and nods her head.
"Yeah," Sam looks up at Peyton. "Aria has a basketball game in about an hour. Do you think we can go watch?"
Peyton nods her head.
"I think we can do that."
-Complications of the Heart-
Aria and her teammate Anna were sitting in the locker room ready for the game to start. The other girls were getting ready.
Anna had gotten to know Sam and they had clicked instantly as friends. Anna could also tell that Aria and Sam had some major chemistry going on and she was happy for her friend. Now if only she could get a boyfriend, everything would be perfect.
"So, is Sam coming to the game?" Anna asks as she messes with her jersey.
Aria shrugs her shoulders.
"I'm not sure. I know she had a therapy session earlier today, but she never said if she was coming to the game or not," Aria says with disappointment clearly in her voice.
Anna grins and starts to tease Aria.
"You are so in love with Sam aren't you? You become this whiny girl when she's not around and you look sad," Aria looks at Anna with a raised eyebrow. Anna gasps. "Oh my god, you are really in love with her aren't you?"
Aria nods her head.
"Yes, but I haven't told her yet."
Anna chuckles and pats her friend's knee.
"Honey, newsflash, she's in love with you, too. I see it every time she looks at you."
Aria stays in her spot her mouth hanging open.
"Alright girls, time to get on the court!" the coach says.
The girls head out of the locker room and Anna and Aria are the only ones left.
"Close your mouth Aria, you look weird," Anna states before walking away.
Aria snaps out of it and gets off of the bench.
"Do you really think she loves me?"
-Complications of the Heart-
Back at Clothes over Bro's Brooke was handling the new shipment while Sawyer was sitting at the counter with crayons and paper coloring.
"We need a signature Miss Davis," the deliver asks as he hands over a clipboard.
Brooke takes the clipboard and signs her name.
"I don't understand. I didn't order any of this."
"I'm just doing my job. Have a nice day," the delivery guy tipped his hat to Sawyer. "Goodbye Miss Sawyer."
Sawyer waved with a smile.
"Bye Andrew."
Brooke looks at Sawyer with a raised eyebrow.
"Honey, how do you know the delivery man?"
Sawyer pulled out a dollar from her pocket.
"Andrew said that I was the prettiestest girl he had ever saw and that I should get a dollar and then he told me his name was Andrew so I told him my name was Sawyer, but I shouldn't talk to you because yous was a stranger, but he said it was okay because he was giving you a bunch of boxes," Sawyer finishes with a grin.
Brooke had to laugh at Sawyer's story because it was pretty funny. She knew Andrew, it was true. He had delivered to her store on many occasions. But the way that Sawyer was smiling all through her story just made Brooke's day. She didn't even care where the extra shipment came from.
"So Miss Sawyer, what are you going to do with the dollar you have?"
"I'm gonna put it in Mr. Oinkers."
Mr. Oinkers was Sawyer's piggy bank, a present from Sam and Aria on her birthday.
"And why are you going to do that? I figured you would want to buy something with it."
Sawyer shakes her head.
"No, Sam said to save it because then when I have tons and tons of money I can get something really especial. I believe her."
"Whatever you say sweetheart. How about you clean up your crayons and then you and I can go get some lunch. Then hopefully your momma and Sam will be home."
Sawyer didn't have to be asked twice to clean up. She didn't want the time out chair again. It was boring.
-Complications of the Heart-
Peyton and Sam had entered the gym right as tip off happened. Sam had gotten some popcorn, but made Sam promise that she would at least eat something healthy at dinner. They had decided to sit in the middle of the bleachers and Sam knew that Aria had spotted her yet.
Aria was the first one to make a basket and Sam had cheered loudly. Apparently it was loud enough because Anna had run up to Aria and hit her side and pointed to the crowd. Sam smiled at her girl and waved. Aria blew her a kiss and continued to play the game.
Sam sat back down and Peyton grinned at Sam.
"Sam and Aria sitting in a tree K-I-S-S-I-N-G…"
"Stop," Sam whines with a blush before shoving a handful of popcorn in her mouth.
The game had continued and the Ravens had won, but just by a few points. Aria had scored 15 points during the game and had a good amount of assists. Sam was proud.
Peyton stayed at the bleachers while Sam ran down to great her sweaty girlfriend. Aria wrapped her arms around Sam and kissed her slowly. Sam pulled away with a grin.
"You played great today."
"I didn't think you were coming," Aria replied honestly as she cupped Sam's cheek and caressed it lovingly.
"I didn't know how long my session was going to last. I'm glad I came though. You need to shower though," Sam teased. "You stink."
Aria raised an eyebrow.
In a surprising move, Aria had picked Sam up bridal style and spun her around. Sam laughed uncontrollably.
"Isn't it a little too soon for this?" Sam asks as Aria stops spinning, but continues to hold Sam in her arms.
"I'm just practicing," Aria flirts before setting Sam back on the ground. "I'm going to shower and then I have to deal with some stuff at home, but maybe you and I can go get dinner tonight unless you have plans with your family."
"I just have to ask my mom," Sam states with a smile before pecking Aria on the lips. "I'll give you a call later though."
Aria nods her head before giving one last kiss to Sam and jogging out of the gym.
Peyton walks down the bleachers and wraps an arm around Sam's shoulder.
"You are so in love."
"Is this what love is like?" Sam questions innocently.
"Yeah, kiddo, it is. Welcome to the club."
A/N: So I decided to end the chapter here because I felt that if I kept going that it would go on forever and I figured this would be a good spot to stop. How do you guys feel about this time jump? Do you like it? Do you hate it? Let me know.
