A/N: Chapter 19 is now up! (um...that's a bit obvious isn't it?)
Chapter 19
Sam was released from the hospital later in the afternoon. The doctor had wanted to monitor her a little bit longer after the incident with Carly, that had caused her blood pressure and stress levels to shoot up. "Samantha, you need to take it easy from now on. Your very lucky that your fall didn't cause any damage to the baby." The doctor told her as he wheeled her out of the hospital, they didn't trust her to walk just yet. "Yeah yeah, take it easy, don't fall. I got it." She said, irritated that they were putting up such a fuss over her. She stood up and climbed into the car next to her husband.
They drove in silence for most of the trip home. Despite his apology and his bringing her food, Sam was still seething towards Freddie. "Sam, will you just talk to me?" Freddie pleaded, hating this silent treatment. Sam continued to stare out the window, unwilling to break. He knew that after what had happened, she wasn't going to forgive him anytime soon. He didn't want her forgive him, he had been horrible towards her. He just wanted her to at least talk to him, to tell him that she still loved him. Or that they could work it out some how. He pulled up to a red light and looked over at Sam who had fallen asleep. "I love you Sam." He said, wondering if she still loved him back.
Sam was still asleep when Freddie pulled into the parking lot of their apartment building. He knew that is had been a long day, and he didn't want to wake her up. He got out of the car and went around to lift her out of her seat. "I've got you." He said when she stirred in his arms. He carried her through the door, ignoring the odd stares from several people standing in the lobby. "Thank goodness for elevators." He mumbled, shifting his arms a little.
"Hi Spencer." Carly said nervously, tightening her grip on Emma's hand. She took in Spencer's appearance, He was defiantly older. What was left of his hair was mostly gray, he lost almost all of any muscle he had previously, and his face looked like it hadn't been shaved in weeks.
"Why are you here?" He asked angrily. He was still upset about the way she had left.
"I-I wanted to...to see you. I missed you Spencer." She said, hoping to fix things with her brother after all the time that had passed. She stood there nervously, expecting him the slam the door in her face. He didn't slam the door though, instead he reached out and hugged her tightly.
"Your back!" He sobbed. She smiled, and pulled away from him.
"So you missed me?" She laughed, her own eyes streaming with tears. She felt a tug at her shirt-sleeve and as if suddenly remembering that she was there, looked down at her daughter.
"Momma?" Emma asked, throwing a questioning stare at Spencer. He looked down at her, surprised
"Well then, who's this?" He asked, crouching down to the girl's level. Emma looked at him nervously, then back at Carly.
"Spencer, this is Emma. She's your niece." Spencer looked from her to Emma, and a cloud of indescribable emotion filled his eyes.
"She's your-you and Robert-He. is. dead!" Spencer seethed, unable to believe that his little sister was a mother. Carly looked at him fearfully. She didn't know how to tell him the truth about Emma's father.
"Spencer," She started. "Can we come in?" She knew it would be a little easier if they we're all inside.
"What ever." Spencer said flatly, moving to let them inside. Carly tugged on Emma's hand, and walked passed her brother.
Going into the apartment was like going back in time, Everything was exactly like it had been the day that she walked out. "Its so weird being back here." Carly marveled, looking around the small space. "It seems so much smaller." Spencer closed the door slowly,
"Don't change the subject Carly. What did he do?" Spencer questioned, anger clear on his face. She stumbled over her words. How could she tell him what she had done?
"Spencer, sit down. There's something you need to know." She said, motioning towards the old couch.
The girl being dragged down a dark hallway. "Would you hurry up? Ugh, why are children so obnoxious?" He grumbled, pulling her arm harshly. The girl quivered, afraid to say anything. He stopped abruptly next to a battered door. "Stand still for five seconds will you?" He said harshly, jerking the girl's arm. He knocked furiously on the door, "Don't say a word got it?" He said, glaring at the little girl. A gruff voice called through the door,
"Its open." He opened it and pulled her inside. The door slammed shut behind them, making the girl jump.
"I've got her." He called into the darkness. "It looks like she's going to be here for awhile, until her mother gets out of the slammer." He sneered at her. Someone moved out of the darkness,
"I'm not taking care of her." The person answered cruelly, eying the girl.
"What should I do with her?" The man asked, nodding towards the child. The other person, a women, shrugged bitterly,
"I don't know, put her in the bedroom. I don't want her out here." The women said angrily. The man pulled on her arm again
"Come on, brat." He said in a mocking tone.
He opened a door to what appeared to be a dark bedroom, and shoved her inside. "Stay right here." He commanded, slamming the door shut behind him. She didn't know what to do, the man had
lied to her! She slumped against the closed door, and broke down. She cried for her mommy, who she didn't even know if she was going to see again. She cried for her friend Angela, who wasn't in school for a whole week. According to the teacher's, she had gotten in an accident with a car. She also cried for the fear of what her mom's friends were going to do to her. Why had they brought her here? What do they plan on doing with her? She cried until she could barley keep her eyes open and she felt herself drift to sleep, floating a land of dreams and darkness.
A/N: OK, some good news: I've only got two and a half more chapters left to write for the story! There's going to be about 8 more chapters left in the story.
Thanks to all my wonderful readers and reviewers! I got, like, five reviews last chapter! One of which inspired me to get a beta, so we'll see how that goes. (though I'm still waiting to here back from them...)
