Chapter 15

Sam didn't sleep much that night. He was tossing and turning as best as he could in his condition, but he finally got up, admitting that he wouldn't be able to sleep anymore. He went over to a small Captain's desk that was in the dining room and sat to write a letter to Sarah Mackenzie, figuring that if the Roberts' were naming their baby after her and that she was godmother to AJ, that she was a very special person in their lives. He wanted her to find happiness and felt that AJ Chegwidden would be that happiness for her. So he wrote a letter for Sarah and sealed it and placed it in the desk under some stationary that was in there.

Bud came into the room just as Harriett was closing the top of the desk, "Honey, what are you doing up at this hour?"

"Just taking some time to catch up on my letter writing since I couldn't sleep. You know, I think we should give this desk to Mac one day. It really is something that she would like."

"But you love that desk!"

"Yes, but I love her, too, and I think that somehow this desk is meant to be hers. Please remind me one day that I want her to have it. Maybe in a few years."

Bud looked at his wife strangely, but agreed to her request. "Now, why don't we get back to bed? It will be morning soon, honey." Placing a hand under her arm to help her to stand, Sam rose from the chair and nearly doubled over as a contraction hit.

Looking up at Bud, Sam said, "I think bed will have to wait. We're going to have the baby!"

Bud grabbed her bag and got AJ out of bed, they were all soon on the way to the hospital.

Wednesday, November 15, 2000

0730 EST

Bethesda Naval Hospital

Bethesda, Maryland

For just a minute, Harriett was left alone in the room. Bud was in the waiting room with Little AJ, and all the nurses were searching for Harriett's doctor. "Al! Tell me what I have to do to save them!" Sam demanded between the contractions.

Al looked down at the flashing panels in front of him. A strange look came over his face. Raising his eyes to look at Sam, Al said, "If this intern does the caesarian and fails she'll never finishes medical school, and her life will be a failure."

"So I just need to stop this incompetent intern and everything will be all right?"

"The intern is not incompetent, Sam just young and inexperienced…Oh, god!"

"What, Al?"

"Sam, the intern…the intern…is Sammy Jo…your daughter!"

"WHAT!?"

To be continued…..