A/N: Alright, I think you all have suffered enough, here's the next chapter :)
Chapter 28
"Is this Samantha Benson?" The person said. It took a minute before Sam could answer.
"Yes, this is Sam." She said, her heart racing. "Who is this?" The person didn't answer right away, which made her nervous.
"This is Doctor Drew Philips. I preformed the DNA test for you and a young child by the name of Lilly." The person said. She gasped, this is it. This is the moment she spent five years waiting for. She couldn't wait any more.
"Is she-" The doctor already knew what she was going to say.
"I'm sorry Sam. Lilly is not your daughter-"
She was snapped out of her nightmarish thoughts. "This is Sam." She said cautiously. She hadn't even thought of what she would do if this didn't work out. She didn't know if she would be able to get past what came so close and was ripped away again.
"We've got the DNA test results back. Do you wish to know in person or-" She cut him off.
"Just tell me!" She said impatiently, getting the attention of Freddie, who jumped off of the couch and raced to her side.
"What happened?" He asked, only to get pushed aside by Sam. She walked past him and into their bedroom, where she slammed the door shut.
"Before I tell you the results, there are some legal options that we need to discuss." The doctor said. Sam sighed in frustration.
"Go on. Quickly." She said, her voice nervous. All she wanted was for them to tell her.
"First, you should know what will happen if the results are negative." He started. "If Lilly is not your daughter, she will be returned to foster care for the duration of her mother's sentence. You are to have no contact with her unless approved by her parent of guardian." He paused briefly before continuing. "If she is your daughter, you will have the option to slowly adjust her to her surroundings. This is recommended. Or, you can bring her home immediately and hope for the best. As for legal details, Nora will be granted a trial in which she will be charged with kidnapping. In that time, you may have to come face to face with her. Would you be OK with that?" Sam nodded vigorously.
"I guess so. Is that all?" She asked.
"Legally, yes. That's all you need to know. Are you ready to know the results?" He asked. She couldn't say anything, her mind suddenly froze. She heard a shuffling, and a tearing. "Alright Samantha. In the case of Lillian Dirshlit, the DNA taken from Nora does not match." Sam began to feel light headed. She sat on the edge of her bed quickly. The doctor took a breath and continued. "As for your DNA, the results show that Lillian-" Sam whipped her head towards the door. Freddie was hollaring something, and banging on the door. Sam's anger rose.
"FREDDIE POUND ON THAT DOOR ONE MORE SECOND AND I'LL RIP YOUR HANDS OFF AND KNOCK YOU INTO NEXT YEAR!" She screamed. Immediately the noise stopped. "Come on and tell me already!" She said into the phone.
"The DNA taken from the blood of five year old Lillian Dirshlit shows that-You are in fact her biological mother." Every thing went silent. She felt her head go numb, her head spinned. Suddenly, everything went black. She slid off of the bed and landed with a thud on the floor, the phone falling out of her hand.
"Hurry up Lilly, their going to be here any minute." The lady said, hurrying down the stairs with a suite case in her hand. The girl trailed behind her, a confused look on her face.
"Where am I going again?" She asked, pulling a small bag behind her. Her foster parents had told her what had happened as carefully as they could, though avoiding several details.
"Lilly, can we talk you for a second?" Margret Finn said to the little girl in her care.
"What did I do?" She asked quietly. "Joey started it!" She claimed, referring to the Finn's three year old son.
"Calm down, you didn't do anything wrong. We just need to talk to you." Margret's husband Paul said quickly. "Come sit." He motioned to the seat next to him. She climbed onto the couch and folded her hands together nervously.
"Lilly, do you remember when you went to the police station? Before you came here?" Margret started. Lilly nodded vigorously.
"Yeah, I remember." She said, remembering the women that seemed so familiar to her. The two adults looked at each other nervously, as if having a silent conversation in their minds. Margret spoke again.
"Your going to be staying with them for a while." She said carefully. She didn't know how much she should tell the girl, knowing that she was at too young of an age to except the full truth. Lilly gave them a confused look.
"Why?" She asked, "Why can't I stay with you?" Her eyes were filling with tears. "Did I do something wrong?" She asked, wondering why she always seemed to do something wrong.
"No, no! You didn't do anything wrong sweetie!" Margret exclaimed, pulling her into a hug. She didn't know how to tell the little girl the truth and she didn't know what the reaction would be, but she knew she had to tell her. She had to know why she was having to move again. She had to know why she would never see the person she thought was her mom again. "Lilly, its time you knew the truth. This is going to be very confusing, and may be hard to hear. But your going to hear it at some time anyway." She started. "Lilly when you were born you were-" She backed out. She couldn't break the spirit of this little girl, which was exactly what the truth was going to do. "A-adopted." She blurted out. That was kind of the truth wasn't it? An unofficial adoption, that her parents didn't accept. Or even know about. Lilly's face clouded with confusion, then fell with sadness.
"M-mommy's not-" She burst into tears, unable to comprehend what was happening around her. The person she knew as her mother wasn't her mother at all. She wasn't even related to her. Margret and Paul wrapped their arms around the small girl, comforting her gently.
"SHH...its OK sweetie. Your OK." Margret soothed, rocking the girl back and forth. "Your going to go home now. Your going to be OK."
The sound of a car door broke her out of her thoughts. Margret opened the door slowly, and motioned for Gibby to come in. "She's a bit out of it. We had to tell her the...truth...last night." She said hesitantly.
"So, she knows that-" Gibby started. She cut him off quickly.
"Yeah she know she's adopted." She said slowly, hoping he would get her hint. It took a minute for him to realize.
"Adopted? Oh yeah, I get it." He said with a wink. "Come on Lilly, we've got to get going." He said, motioning for her to follow him. With a sad look she walked out of the house, waving at Margret.
"Bye." She called, walking down the porch steps. Margret waved sadly, hoping the little girl would be OK.
"Take care of her now." She said to Gibby, as he lifted the girl's bags into his car. He shut the trunk and nodded.
"Don't worry, I'll make sure she gets along OK." Gibby reasured, climbing into his car. He made sure Lilly was buckled into her seat before pulling away from the house. "Ready to go home?" He asked, watching the girl carefully.
"Yeah I guess." She said, sadness in her voice. Gibby's cellphone buzzed, making him jump slowly. He never could get used to having his phone on vibrate.
"Hello?" He said, slowing the car slightly.
"Gibby, something happened to Sam. We're at the hospital, meet us there." He heard Freddie's frantic voice. Gibby gasped and the car to swerve slightly, causing Lilly to squeal. "Sorry Lillly." He mumbled, pulling the car into a nearby driveway to turn around. "What happened Freddie?" He asked, but the man had already hung up. "Alright Lilly, we're going to make one little stop." He said, turning the car around a corner.
"Freddie what happened?" Gibby asked, dragging Lilly towards Freddie, who was pacing anxiously.
"I-I don't know. She was talking to someone on the phone, wouldn't tell me who it was." He said quickly, "I found her passed out on the bedroom floor. Gibby, I don't know what to do!" He sobbed, throwing himself on a nearby chair. Gibby didn't know what to do either. He had a suspicion as to who she was talking to, and didn't know if it would be a good idea to tell Freddie. Before he could say anything, a nurse approached them.
"Freddie?" She called, glancing up from her clipboard. Freddie stood up quickly, a nervous look on his face.
"That's me. What's wrong with my wife?" He said, biting his nail anxiously. The nurse eyed him and glanced back at her clipboard.
"Her blood pressure spiked again. We've got her stable now, but we're going to watch her carefully. You can go in and see her." She said, though her last words were unheard as Freddie was already racing away.
Sam had tears in her eyes as she placed her hands gently on her swollen belly. "I'm sorry baby. I haven't been very good to you have I?" She said, feeling the tiny kicks of her son. She knew that she was extremely lucky that she hadn't lost him, with how she had been acting. The doctors had told her that she wouldn't be very lucky the next time her blood pressure spiked and it could cost her both of their lives. Suddenly, Freddie burst into the room.
"Sam! Are you alright? What happened?" He asked hurriedly. Normally, Sam would get angry with Freddie for being so nervous, but right now she didn't have the energy or the heart to be mad. She had lied to Freddie for weeks and had almost lost her son.
"Freddie, I need to tell you something." Sam said quietly, motioning for him to sit next to her.
"What's wrong Sam?" He asked, moving to sit next to her. Sam took a breath slowly, unsure what was about to happen.
"I found her Freddie." She blurted before she could think.
"Found who?" He asked, confused. Realization hit him. "Sam, you still think she's alive? You risked the life of our son, not to mention yourself, just to follow this dream?" He said, frustration oozing from his voice.
"Its not a dream Freddie. I found her, I really did." She said, her voice shaking. "I had a DNA test done. I found her Freddie." Freddie just stared at her like she had grown another head.
"Sam-" He started. She didn't let him finish before she continued.
"I'm telling you the truth! Gibby is picking her up right now." She stated, crossing her arms defiantly.
"What?" He said, "No, Gibby's in the waiting room." It was then that his mind whirled. Gibby was in the waiting room. There was a little girl in the waiting room with him. It could be...Could it? They both turned when the door opened, and Gibby walked in.
"Gibby!" Sam said, "Where is she?" She was smiling now, her mood swings seeming to return again. He smiled at her, and motioned to someone outside. Sam turned to Freddie with a grin.
"Freddie, there's someone I want you to meet." Sam said happily. A little girl that looked no older than five, with dark blond hair and the biggest chocolate brown eyes walked in shyly. He gasped, the little girl looked just like Sam. "Still think I'm crazy?" Sam laughed, noticing his shocked face. Freddie shook his head, his eyes still glued to the child.
The room became silent, as Freddie took in the sight of the girl. His girl, the girl he had excepted as gone. He couldn't believe that Sam was actually right, their girl was alive and was coming back to them. The silence was broken by Sam, "So, what's next?" She asked Gibby, knowing that there had to be some kind of legal catch before they could bring their daughter home for good.
"Did the doctor tell you that Nora will be charged with kidnapping? You both may need to testify against her to get her the maximum sentence." He said, "Other than that, she's all yours." Sam was brimming with happiness, they were finally going to be a family.
A/N: Next chapter=last one :(
The next chapter is going to skip ahead a few months, so you'll get to meet new baby Benson! Then, since you know me well enough about my writing by now, some kind of random bad thing is going to happen...
BUT that's all I'm saying...for now...