Placing the test on the counter, Sam ran over to the window to see what was going on. Smoke was drifting up from someplace on the ship, but Sam couldn't see far enough to see where it was coming from. How did Christopher expect her to just sit here when something was going on, on the deck? She ran over to the door and cursed Christopher when she found he'd locked her inside. She kicked at the door in frustration and ran back to the window, standing on the tips of her toes to angle herself for a better view.

There was a ship lined up next to theirs, and as Sam squinted her eyes, peering through the smoke, she slammed her hand against the wall. The Rika. Couldn't Alan seriously take no for an answer? She could hear shouting come from outside, and tried to crane her neck around to get a better view, but was unsuccessful. The voice was definitely coming from their ship, that much she could determine. And from the sound of it, it was definitely Eduardo doing the yelling, but she couldn't tell exactly what he was saying. She heard a couple of gun shots, and the other ship began to quickly move away from their ship.

A few moments later she heard the door behind her unlock, and Christopher stepped back inside. She jumped down from her spot by the window and went over and slapped at his shoulder. He laughed as she slapped at him, and jumped out of the way.

"What the hell did you lock me in here for?" She demanded.

Christopher laughed. "Don't blame me, your husband came up behind me and did it."

"Did you tell him why I was in here?" She asked nervously.

Christopher shook his head. "No, he didn't ask so I didn't say anything. He just saw you go in and when I left, he came up behind me and locked it."

Sucking her teeth, she made a mental note to give Eduardo the same treatment when she saw him again. "What happened?"

"Other than Captain Alan completely losing his marbles? Nothing much. He fired their cannon at us, putting a pretty considerable dent in the side of our ship. He tried to board the ship but Eduardo fired a couple of shots at him, and he left."

Sam groaned. "Doesn't anyone on the Rika have a brain or do they all just share one?"

Christopher laughed and shrugged. "Don't know, suppose they just share the one. But that's beside the point, have you taken that test yet?"

She shook her head. "How could I go take that when all that commotion was going on outside?"

Christopher lifted the small box from the counter and placed it in her hands, giving her a gentle push towards the bathroom. "Come back here when you're done so I can confirm it or not."

Sam stared down at the box anxiously. "I'm kind of afraid to take it."

"Why?"

"Because what if I am? Eduardo and I haven't even talked about children yet… What if he doesn't want it? Or me if I am?"

Christopher shook his head and reached forward, tussling her hair. "Eduardo's not that kind of guy. I highly doubt that your husband will disown you if you are. It might not have been what ya'll planned, but I'm sure he'll be happy about it. And anyway, we don't know if you are yet, so go. Hurry up." He then gave her another gentle push, and she finally shuffled into the bathroom.

Closing the door behind her, she leaned back against it, staring once again at the small box. She pulled one of the sticks from inside and placed it on the sink counter. In all this time, she'd never even come close to suspecting that she might be pregnant. Sure she hadn't had her period in a while, but she'd never been regular. She could go for months without having one. The thought hadn't even crossed her mind. She had always imagined, when she was younger, that when she did eventually become pregnant, she would just automatically know. Have that pregnant glow or something girly like that.

As she sat down and starting taking the test, she wondered how she would feel if she was. Would she be happy? Would she feel devastated? How would she tell Eduardo? She knew Christopher was right and he wouldn't just disown her, but would he be upset? Would she just be a burden on him and the rest of the crew? Shaking the thoughts from her head, she took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. She placed the test on some tissue paper on the counter and washed her hands. She placed the cap over the end of it, and cleaned it quickly. She briefly thought about waiting until it changed, and looking at it herself. But as her hand shook nervously, she decided it might be better to let Christopher tell her.

She walked back into his office and handed him the test. "I can't look at it. Can you just tell me?"

Christopher smiled and nodded. "Of course. Go ahead and sit down and I'll tell you when it changes." Sam went and sat back down in the chair she'd been sitting in before. Christopher leaned against his desk and looked down at the stick. Sam rubbed the back of her neck with her hand, taking in another deep breath. After a few moments, which felt more like an eternity to Sam, Christopher looked back down at the stick. He smiled and placed the test back down on the counter and went and crouched in front of Sam, placing a hand delicately on her knee.

"Congratulations." He said simply, his tone happy.

It took her a second to process his meaning, and then when realization dawned on her, she immediately smiled. She'd been afraid that if the test was positive, that she'd feel horrible but, in fact, she felt quite the opposite. Sam felt a sudden rush of pure joy hit her, and she giggled, grabbing Christopher's hand and squeezing it in hers. Christopher grinned at her as she felt a few tears fall down her cheeks as she continued to was now so thrilled about what she now knew grew inside her.

"R-really?" She sputtered.

Christopher nodded. "Yep. Test was positive. Although I already had a feeling you were, given your swollen belly."

"I… I had no idea…"

Christopher smiled. "Well I would have been surprised if you did. I mean, other than your lower belly being slightly puffy looking, which to be honest doesn't even look very puffy at all to me, you probably wouldn't have known if you hadn't gotten sick earlier."

Sam nodded. "How far along?"

Christopher stood back up and went over to his desk, grabbing a clipboard and scribbling some things down. "Well I'm going to take some blood from you here in a minute to confirm exactly where you are at right now. I won't know the results of that for a few days though. You don't look very far along, but different women show at different times during their pregnancy. My guess though is right around three months."

Sam couldn't help but continue to giggle as she started rubbing her swollen belly with one hand. She looked down at the slightly puffy area and smiled. Her baby. Her and Eduardo's baby. She still had no earthly idea how she was going to tell him, but any doubts she'd had before suddenly vanished. They were going to have a baby.

Christopher came back over to her with some of his equipment and took her arm, quickly taking a small blood sample from her. He took the sample and set it over by where some of his other equipment was set up. Christopher didn't have very many high tech gadgets, and had to make due with smaller machines that took more work and more time for him to operate. After scribbling a few more things onto his clipboard, he went back over to Sam and sat down next to her. He grabbed her hand and squeezed it in his.

"Congratulations. I'm so happy for you two." He beamed at her, switching from his more professional nature back into his regular self.

She hiccupped as happy tears continued to come from her eyes. "Thank you! Please don't… uh… please don't tell the guys though… I want to tell Eduardo first."

Christopher nodded, reaching over to a box of tissues on his desk, and handing one to her. "Of course. Have you decided how you're going to tell him yet?"

She shook her head, wiping her eyes with the tissue. "Not a clue. But I might as well go do it now and get it over with though."

Composing herself, she thanked Christopher again, and exited his office. She walked around the corner towards the ships wheel, where she knew Eduardo would still be. He stood next to Nathan and Russell, talking loudly about the damage to the side of the ship that the Rika had done. As she neared them, she could see the considerable dent that they were talking about, and winced. It was definitely large enough for it to need a considerable amount of repairs, and she hoped that they could make it in time someplace for them to fix it. As Sam came up behind them, Nathan and Russell excused themselves to go about their duties, leaving Eduardo and Sam alone.

"We're going to have to port somewhere close to repair the ship." Eduardo said, as if to explain, when Sam peered over the side of the ship again. Eduardo looked down at her briefly before turning to look back out to the, and Sam remembered the incident earlier. Well, first things were first, she reached forward slapped him against his shoulder.

He jumped slightly in surprise, and then grabbed his shoulder, giving her a look of annoyance. "The hell did ya do that for?"

"That's for locking me in Christopher's office you big dope." She replied, placing her hands on her hips, but smiling at him.

"Just did it for your safety." He grumbled, rubbing his shoulder.

"I know," she said, taking his hand in hers, "which is why I'm not going to punish you."

Eduardo raised an eyebrow at her, leaning towards her and giving her that look of pure sarcasm that Eduardo was so famous for, but always seemed to make her melt. "Punish me, huh? You think I would've let you?"

Sam laughed and shook her head, pulling at his hand towards their room. "Probably not. But I have something I need to talk to you about, come on." He reluctantly released the wheel and took a step forward.

"I need to steer the ship, you know that."

"I know, but it can wait for a little bit." She said gently, pulling him behind her towards their bedroom. As they walked, she started trying to form the words in her mind of what she was going to say, but she began to feel nervous as they walked down the hall, her mind going blank. She hoped that Eduardo hadn't noticed that her hands had begun to shake a little as she led them into their bedroom, closing the door behind her.

"What's all this about then?" He asked, leaning against the wall with one shoulder.

She giggled nervously. "I just… uh… I just need to tell you something… and I didn't want everyone… I didn't want them to hear."

He shrugged his shoulder. "Alright. So out with it then."

She twirled in fingers in her hands as she spoke. "I was in Christopher's office about something…"

"I know, I locked you in there remember?" Eduardo interrupted, his voice teasing.

"This is serious." She mumbled.

He chuckled. "Sorry, you just looked too serious. It's not like you."

Sam stepped forward and took his hand and held it in hers. She laced her fingers with his as she looked down at the ground, suddenly becoming more nervous. He straightened and lifted her chin with his hand.

"Your hands are shaking. Tell me what's going on. Now." He said, his tone changing from teasing to worry.

She smiled bravely up at him, terrified of what his reaction might be. "I'm pregnant."

Eduardo nodded his head and shrugged his shoulders. "Yeah, I already knew that."

Sam's eyes instantly widened and she shoved against him. "You already knew? How the hell did you already know?"

He laughed at her reaction and leaned back against the wall. "You really had no idea did you?"

She threw her hands in the air, frustrated. "No I had no idea! How in living hell did you already know?! Do you have some sort of radar I'm not aware of?"

Eduardo chuckled again. "Well when a woman asks the chef to make her pickles and ice cream, sorry it's kind of obvious." Sam quickly recollected a few weeks ago when she'd been in the dining hall eating dinner with everyone and she'd quietly requested the item of Nathan. He'd given her a strange look, but had prepared it for her and had given it to her. She'd devoured the bowl, despite the odd looks from the rest of the crew as well. As with a lot of things lately, she'd not really thought much of it at the time.

Sam stood opened mouthed as she looked at him. "I just really wanted something sour and sweet at the same time." Eduardo raised an eyebrow at her and she closed her mouth.

"How the hell did you know before I did? And why the hell didn't you say anything?" She pouted as he grabbed her by her waist, and pulled her against him.

He grinned at her. "Well at first I thought you knew, but then I quickly realized that you had no clue. I guess I didn't want to ruin the surprise for you after that."

She looked up into his teasing eyes. "Are you upset?"

He knitted his eyebrows together. "Why the hell would I be upset? That's my child you're carrying in there." He kissed her lips gently as she began to smile against him.

"Are you upset?" He asked.

Smiling, she shook her head and threw her arms around his neck. "No. I'm very happy."

Pressing his forehead against hers, he kissed the tip of her nose. "Good."