Okay, I think we SamLexis fans need a bit of an uplift, no? Let's move away from the negativity of the week, and into the light of positivity.
Line of the week: "Can you see it, the halo is slightly crooked and slightly tarnished." – Helena on that witch Liz (Sorry Liz fans, I just can't stand her and what she's doing to Lucky).
UNEDITED
Chapter Six
Breaking and Entering
After Alexis finally calmed down from her fits of hysterical laughter and the food had been delivered, the family sat down for dinner. Every so often, she would look down at her plate of food and crack up to herself; Kristina, who was not in the best of moods, was getting annoyed by her mother's cheeriness.
- "Care to share with the class what you're so happy about, Mom, or do you plan on cackling to yourself."
Sam smacked her sister in the arm.
- "Hey—"
Alexis cleared her throat as she attempted to control the next round of laughs.
- "Oh, my once sweet middle daughter, keep it up with the attitude, and I'll be laughing as they install pretty bars on your windows and bedroom doors. After the stunts you've been pulling lately, you really should be lucky that I've given you any freedom whatsoever; so I sincerely suggest that you tone down your attitude."
Kristina crossed her arms and rolled her eyes.
- "Whatever."
Alexis shook her head; while she wondered where that sweet daughter of hers had gone, she was in too good of a mood to allow any form of teenage angst to bring her down from her high. She continued to eat happily as Sam eyed her.
- "So, Mom, what has you in such a great mood? I mean, I wasn't out of the room for that long. I want to say that I almost see an afterglow."
Alexis glared at her daughter while Molly laughed.
- "She looks like you after you've been with Jason—"
Sam pinched her sister's arm. Alexis put her fork down and stared at Sam before turning to Molly.
- "Baby, what would you know about what… that?"
Molly turned to look at Sam, but Alexis gently pulled her head to face her.
- "Don't look at your sister, talk to me. What did you see?"
Sam nervously ran her hands in her hair as Molly answered their mother.
- "Well, I went to Sam's apartment a couple of days ago because I wanted to use her hot tub—"
Alexis frowned.
- "How did you get there?"
Molly blushed; she tended to do that when she knew she did something wrong.
- "Well, I told Viola that I was going to go meet Sam; she walked me over to her apartment—"
Alexis sighed and shook her head.
- "So you lied?"
Molly blushed and nodded.
- "I'm sorry Mommy."
- "Alright, we'll deal with that later, contin—"
Sam interrupted.
- "Whoa whoa! I'm sorry, but she just admitted to breaking and entering—"
- "Um, I told her that we'd deal with that later; right now, I'd like to find out what happened with you and Jason in front of her. And, no, she told me that she had Viola drop her off at your house."
Sam rolled her eyes.
- "And how exactly did she get into my apartment?"
Molly shockingly looked at her sister; she could not believe that Sam was trying to throw her under the bus.
- "You gave me a key."
- "For emer—"
Alexis stopped Sam from interrupting again.
- "You gave your sister a key to your apartment?"
Sam covered her face with her hands; she was already annoyed by the conversation.
- "For EMERGENCIES, Mom! Her school is two blocks from my house—"
Alexis wasn't happy about that, but she understood where Sam was coming from by giving her sister a key.
- "Fine, I get it; but you should've spoken to me about it first. You can't just give a ten year old a key to an empty apartment. What if there was an accident inside, you were away, and no one knew that she had a key? How would I have known that she was there?"
Molly bit her lip the way her eldest sister did when she was nervous. Sam looked guiltily at her mother.
- "You're right; I'm sorry."
Alexis knew Sam was sincerely apologetic, and had acted out of concern for her sister by giving her the key.
- "That's fine, honey."
Sam had started to get up and clear the table; she was hoping that the conversation was forgotten. Unfortunately, her mother had a great memory… at least when heavy alcohol was not involved. Alexis stood up and took Sam by the arm, leading her to the sofa.
- "Sam, sit down; don't worry about the dishes, Molly will take care of them, since she's grounded—"
Molly was not happy to hear that.
- "MOMMY!"
- "Mommy, nothing! You deliberately lied to Viola, and then you entered Sam's apartment without her permission; she gave you the key to use in case of an emergency. What was your reason for being over there?"
Molly looked down at her feet.
- "I was doing an experiment on molecular infusion in Sam's hot tub. When I got out to get a ladle, I saw Sam and Jason having sex."
Kristina sat up straight in her chair; the conversation just got very interesting. Alexis looked as though she was about to faint. Sam turned white as a sheet as she stared from her sister to her mother.
- "Mom, that is NOT true—"
Alexis stood up and began pacing the room.
- "We were making out; I didn't even know Molly was there!"
Alexis stopped in her spot; she looked from Molly to Kristina.
- "Go to your rooms."
The girls began to protest, but Alexis put her hand up.
- "Do NOT argue with me right now! Go to your rooms!"
Molly and Kristina gave their eldest sister sympathetic smiles and walked out of the room. Alexis followed them to ensure that they went directly to their rooms, rather than eavesdrop; she came back and paced the room once more. Sam sat with her elbows on her knees and her hands covering her face; she did not know what her mother would say to her.
- "Mom—"
Alexis stopped and stared at her daughter. In her heart of hearts, she knew that she could not be upset with her because she was in her apartment, and did not expect her younger sister to be there.
- "Sam, I don't even know what to say. Your ten year old sister, who had access to your apartment because you allowed her to have a key, walked in on you and Jason having sex?"
Sam stared at her mother; she could not believe she actually believed that what Molly believed she saw was true.
- "Listen to me, there was only one person in that room that had something in their mouths, and it wasn't me—"
Sam saw Alexis' eyes widen.
- "OR Jason… at least not at that moment."
Alexis' mouth hung open.
- "You're choosing this time, when I'm freaking out about your sister seeing you have sex—"
- "WE WERE NOT HAVING SEX! We were making out."
Alexis shook her head.
- "Fine, whatever, but you choose this time to make a joke?"
- "I wasn't joking. Molly was the most undressed of us three! She was in her bathing-suit, goggles, and a snorkel. Jason and I were fully clothed… I might have been straddling him—"
- "Okay, I don't want to hear about your positions with Jason, Sam—"
- "Mom—"
- "Look, I'm going to talk to Molly about what she did, but I'm not going to let you off the hook just because she was in your place. I don't like that you're seeing Jason."
Sam let out an exasperated breath; she did not want to have this conversation again.
- "Mom—"
She continued her thought, ignoring the fact that Sam had attempted in to interrupt.
- "But, you're an adult, and there's nothing I can do to stop you from seeing him. However, I don't want you to be near your sisters when you're with him; it's bad enough that you're risking your life by being with him again, but I don't want your younger sisters to be targets as well—"
Sam was shocked.
- "You don't want me to be near them when I'm with him? Mom, what are you saying?"
Alexis sighed and took Sam's hands into her own.
- "Honey, I'm not saying that I don't want you around your sisters, EVER; what I'm saying is that I just don't want them around Jason. So, if he's with you, I would appreciate it if—"
- "The girls aren't in the vicinity. I get it."
Alexis wrapped her arms around her daughter.
- "Honey, I love you and I want you to be safe, okay? And as much as I want to put a huge wall between you and Jason, I know I can't, but your sisters are still kids, and I have to be able to do for them, what I was unable to do for you. I don't want Molly walking in on—"
Sam blushed.
- "Mom, I get it. Now, can we just get off of this topic, please?"
- "Fine, I just have one more thing I need to say."
Sam looked up at her mother who was smiling from ear to ear.
- "What?"
- "It looks like you were the only one who took the walk of shame this morning."
Sam's mouth fell open. Alexis gave her a kiss on the top of the head.
- "Well, now that we've got that settled, I need to go speak to your sister!"
Alexis practically skipped out of the room, leaving Sam standing there in total shock.
Robin, Patrick and Maxie flipped on the light in the dark living room; they were startled to find Mac sitting there cradling a glass of scotch. Robin and Maxie walked up to him.
- "Uncle Mac?"
- "Dad?"
Mac had been so lost in thought that he did not even realize that his family had walked into the room; he was terribly embarrassed about what Alexis told him about the night's occurrence… or lack there of. He wanted to crawl under a rock and never come out; he did not know how he would ever be able to face her again.
Robin and Maxie looked at each other worriedly. Patrick walked over to them holding Emma in his arms.
- "Um, I think I've got an idea."
Robin crinkled up her nose.
- "Honey, she needs to be changed."
- "I know."
He held the baby in front of her uncle. Mac looked up at Patrick in disgust.
- "I love my niece, but can you do me the favor of getting her away from me right now? The smell coming from her, and the liquor in my hands, can't possibly be a good combination."
- "Well, I'm glad that you're alright, Mac. We were afraid you died—"
Robin smacked him for that comment.
- "Go change the baby, honey… Uncle Mac, what's the matter with you? You didn't even realize that we were in the room! My God, you were sitting in the dark!"
Maxie decided to add her two cents.
- "Yea, and not to mention causing me severe stomach issues all day! Mac, I'd appreciate it if you don't ever call me to tell me about a woman in your bed again—"
Mac quickly guzzled down the scotch in his hand before walking upstairs to his bedroom and slamming the door shut.
Robin shook her head at her cousin.
- "Good Job, Maxie! I really think you're in the wrong line of work; maybe you might consider working for a suicide hotline?"
Maxie put her hands on her hips.
- "Well, excuse me! I was going to tell him that he probably helped me out with that horrible story! I couldn't eat all day, AND I vomited in my mouth a few times as I thought about it… actually I think I'm about to do it again … I'm sure that I fit PERFECTLY in my new dress now!"
Robin rolled her eyes.
- "We need to figure out what's wrong with him!"
Patrick walked back into the room with a freshly changed Emma.
- "Where's Mac?"
Robin took the baby from him and pushed him toward the stairs.
- "He's in his room. Go talk to him."
- "Why do I need to go talk to him?"
Maxie jumped into the conversation again.
- "Because Robin and I don't want to hear about he and Alexis having sex!"
Patrick made a face at his wife.
- "And you think I do?"
She pushed him up the first step.
- "Just go, Patrick!"
- "Fine!
Patrick begrudgingly walked up to Mac's room and knocked on the door.
- "WHAT!"
He shook his head wanting to go back downstairs, but he realized that by doing so, he would be leaving the pan for the fire; Robin would kill him if he did not make the effort of luring Mac from his room.
Patrick took a deep breath and opened the door.
- "Mac—"
Mac was lying on his bed staring at the ceiling.
- "I don't remember telling you to come in here. I'm pretty sure this constitutes breaking and entering."
Patrick shook his head.
- "Actually when I knocked, you said "What" in a way that would lead a reasonable person to believe they were being invited inside; I think that's implied consent to enter."
Mac glared at him.
- "What the hell do you know? You cut into people like dinner meat for a living."
As terrified as he was of his practically father in law, who's gun was perhaps somewhere in the room, Patrick walked further into the room and sat on a chair in the corner.
- "Look, Mac, you've got Robin and Maxie worried downstairs. What happened?"
Mac rolled over and gave Patrick a look of despair and humiliation.
- "Do you promise not to laugh?"
- "Yes, I promise not to laugh."
- "Even though I woke up completely… you know… with Alexis; I just found out that the big and little hand of the clock pointed toward six-thirty the whole night."
Patrick frowned.
- "What? Your clock was broken? What the hell does that have to do with you and Alexis waking up naked—"
Mac tried again.
- "The dog didn't wag its tail."
- "Mac, you don't have a dog—"
Mac was annoyed.
- "I DIDN'T SLEEP WITH ALEXIS, PATRICK! I COULDN'T GET IT UP!"
A snicker was heard outside of the door. Mac got up from the bed and swung it open.
- "MAXIE!"
Maxie pulled Robin, who was hiding away from the door and holding Emma, into view.
- "And Robin, Daddy!"
Mac reddened at the sight of both of his girls eavesdropping.
- "How much did you hear?"
Maxie shook her head innocently.
- "Not much, Daddy—"
Mac blushed harder; Maxie only called him 'Daddy' when she was lying or caught red-handed. Robin walked into the room and patted her uncle on the back.
- "It's okay, Uncle Mac. It's perfectly normal that when you're inebriated, as you were last night, your ability to… perform… might be compromised. That's happened to Patrick—"
Patrick jumped in.
- "Robin, I don't think anyone in this room needs to hear about all of that. Thanks."
Robin looked at her husband and shrugged her shoulders.
- "Patrick—"
Mac stood at his bedroom door.
- "Everyone, out."
- "Daddy!"
Mac shook his head.
- "OUT."
Robin, Patrick, and Maxie reluctantly obliged. Before leaving, however, Maxie stopped to make one last comment.
- "You know, Daddy, at such an advanced age, you might want to consider the little blue—"
The door was slammed in her face.
- "IT WAS JUST A SUGGESTION! YOU DIDN'T HAVE TO BE SO RUDE! WAY TO LEAD BY EXAMPLE!"
Alexis walked back into the living room; she was not shocked to see Sam was sitting on the couch.
- "Oh, you're still here; color me surprised."
Sam rolled her eyes.
- "You drop a lovely little piece of gossip like that in my lap, and then you walk out? Did you REALLY expect me to leave?"
Alexis poured two glasses of wine—
- "Make that three!"
Diane walked into the house. Alexis smiled.
- "Please, Diane, just let yourself in!"
She took her coat off.
- "Don't mind if I do, thank you."
Alexis shook her head and poured wine into a third glass. She handed a glass to Sam, and the other to Diane, while returning to grab her own.
- "What are you doing here, Diane?"
Diane made herself comfortable on the couch beside Sam.
- "I smelled a fresh bottle of wine being opened, so I came over! Why the hell do you think I'm here? Your LOVELY daughter invited me over to hear the latest gossip!"
Alexis pursed her lips at her daughter who sipped her wine innocently. Diane took a sip of her own wine as she watched her best friend stare at her daughter.
- "Oh leave her alone, Alexis! I want to hear about what happened with Mac. I swear; I was so proud that you walked that walk this morning; now, I'm displeased! Tell me something to lift this veil of shame—"
- 'Veil of shame? You were proud that I might have had a drunken one night stand."
Sam and Diane looked at each other, than back at Alexis.
- "YES!"
Alexis rolled her eyes.
- "You two are absolutely ridiculous."
- "Mom, it lets us know that you can let your guard down! Now, will you just tell us what happened."
Diane corrected Sam.
- "DIDN'T happen, Sam."
Alexis took a large gulp from her drink.
- "To make a long story short, after you left, Diane, Mac made a comment about me being a luxury car; so I said that he was a computer."
Sam and Diane laughed aloud.
- "How ORIGINAL! You're a Lexus! That Mac is a fast one!"
Diane snorted.
- "Clearly not, Sam! She didn't get to use his flash drive; isn't that right, Lex!"
Sam slapped Diane's arm.
- "Or the hard one!"
Diane began to choke as the wine she was swallowing went down the wrong pipe as she laughed at Sam's comment.
Alexis got up and smacked her best friend's back, perhaps harder than necessary, but Diane quickly stopped coughing.
- "I'm pretty sure my back is bruised, but nonetheless, thank you for that. Now, please continue… Lexus!"
Alexis raised her hand as though to smack Diane's back again; Diane cowered in feigned fear. Sam was getting impatient.
- "MOM! Come on!"
Alexis retook her seat on the chair and continued.
- "Well, as you two figured out, he couldn't exactly—"
Sam smiled.
- "Rise to the occasion?"
Alexis blushed. Despite the fact that her daughter was an adult whom she had not raised, it did not matter; she looked at Sam as one of her babies, and talking about her sexual encounters, or lack there of, was never going to be comfortable.
- "Yes."
Once again, Sam and Diane began to laugh… this time, uncontrollably.
- "Aww, poor Mac! Who knew he was the 'Little Engine that… COULDN'T!'"
Sam nearly spit her wine out.
- "Who said it was a little engine, Diane?"
Diane raised up her glass; Sam did the same.
- "Touché."
The two women clinked glasses.
Alexis could not help but laugh at the amusement her daughter and best friend took from her failed night.
- "You two are ridiculous, and you're going to hell!"
Sam put her glass down onto the coffee table; she had tears in her eyes from laughing so hard.
- "Well, if you use Mac as a compass, I guess that's the direction he's pointing us!"
With that, Alexis spit the wine out of her mouth as she joined Sam and Diane in their hysterical laughter.
I really think I'm going to go to hell; I don't think it's normal to have such a gutter mind! LMAO.