Chapter 18

Sam and I had stayed up all night talking. We kept Jackson in our arms all night and kept talking. We were figuring out what we were going to do. We decided that I was going to move back down to Toronto. I wasn't happy in Ottawa and there wasn't anything keeping me there anymore anyways. We planned this coming weekend to drive to Ottawa and grab the rest of my stuff and bring it down. I was going to move into an apartment near Sam's so that when I finally go to the academy I could drop Jackson off and we were going to wait until Jackson was at least a year old because it takes 3 months to complete the academy. I didn't want to leave him behind while he was too young. While we were talking Jackson had smiled for the first time while Sam was tickling him under his chin. We finally fell asleep at 3 in the morning on the couch.

I woke up and noticed I was in an unfamiliar room. I was about to panic when I remembered I was at Sam's house, he must have carried me into bed while I was sleeping. I looked at the clock and saw it was 11:47. This was the longest I have ever slept in; Jackson always ends up waking me up early. I started to panic. I shot up in bed. Where was Jackson? I got up and walked to the kitchen. I stopped in the doorway and leaned against it. Sam was cooking pancakes and was talking to Jackson who was staring at him in his carrier. Sam was wearing a pair of pajama pants and no shirt. Sam had changed Jackson into a black and white plaid shirt and a pair of jeans. I slowly crept up behind Sam and wrapped my arms around his waist. I leaned my chin so it was resting on his shoulder. He turned around in my arms. We decided last night that we were going to start over and take things slow , we weren't ready for Jackson to have any siblings yet but that didn't mean we couldn't enjoy it. Sam reached down and grabbed my legs while I jumped up and wrapped them around his waist. My lips attacked his with a bruising power. Seeing him interact with our son seemed to have light a fire with in me, I am still a teenager after all. I started to smell something burning so I stopped kissing him.

"Sam." I kissed up to his ear and he moaned. "We need to take this slow." My body was contradicting me as my hops were grinding into his. I realized why I had stopped, "Your pancakes are burning."

Sam and I had a long talk about what we were going to do with my father. We agreed that he would come with me and we would have an intervention of sorts. It was going to be me and Sam and we were going to bring Jackson along and introduce him to his grandpa. Sam was carrying Jackson and we were walking into the Black Penny. It was 4 so it wasn't too busy in the bar. I walked up to my dad.

"Dad." I said. I sat beside him at the bar.

"Andrea, you grew, you look so different. How was Italy?" he asked me only slurring a little bit over his words.

"It was good. Dad, you need to come home. Stop drinking please. I want you to meet someone very important to me." I motioned Sam over.

"Swarek? I know who he is, my old rookie." My father said and stood up.

"Dad, this is our son Jackson." Sam came up behind me and handed Jackson over to me. "He needs his grandfather." Jackson cooed.

"Andy, he's beautiful." My father told me. "He looks just like you." We convinced my dad to leave the bar and we got him into a program. I was proud of him.

After we talked to my father Sam brought up the point that we would need to by baby stuff for his apartment. We weren't ready to live together and we wouldn't be one of those couples who are together only for their child, we want to go at our own pace and make sure Jackson doesn't get hurt. We drove to the local Toys' R' Us store and went in. There were walls upon walls of toys for kids; this would be my life for the next 18 years. Sam saw the Babies 'R' Us section and we walked over there. I think Sam was having a blast because the next thing you know he has two shopping carts full of baby items and clothes. Jackson is sleeping in front of Sam in the Baby Bjorn, I never knew a man could love shopping that much.

Today was the Monday after we had our baby supplies shopping excursion. Sam took his truck and I took my car and Jackson and we made our way to Ottawa to pack up my things. I had a week to week rent so there was no problem with that. We reached my apartment in 3 hours.

"So there is only one bedroom plus the nursery, the kitchen, living room and bathroom that needs to be packed up. I was thinking that we stay here tonight and then bring everything down tomorrow so that we have are rested." I said.

"Sounds good." He replied "Where is the nursery?" I pointed down the hallway and he placed Jackson down into his crib. He came out after 15 minutes and I had already finished packing up the kitchen. It was mostly baby bottles and Sippy cups for the future. I had used paper plates so I wouldn't have to worry about cleaning up after myself. I made my way into the living room. Sam was packing up the DVD's, I saw the Friends seasons and I grabbed one out of his hands. He stared at me.

"For old times' sake." I shrugged. I placed in a random DVD. We had it playing the background while we were packing. I noticed something on one of the shelves and went to go get it.

"Sam, I have something for you." I said.

"Yeah?"

"I didn't think I would be giving it to you this soon but I am happy that I am." I handed the baby book to him and he opened it. I had written a letter and stuck it into the book and I could see he was reading it. I sat down next to him on the couch.

The note read:

Sam,

I love you so much Sam. This is a book which follows our son. I haven't picked a name for him yet but the doctor told me it was a boy. I want you to have this book even if you never see it, it is still yours. I did the worst thing anyone could possibly do and that is keeping you away from your son. I hope when you read this letter it will be under good circumstances but if not it is because something has happened to me. I found out I was pregnant when I went away and I couldn't burden you or hurt you any more than I already have. I want you to take care of our son and give him all the love he deserves for the both of us. Tell him if I never see him anymore tell him I love him.

Andrea

"Andy." He whispered out and grabbed my hand.

"I needed you to know in case I didn't make it or something happened to me. Go on look at the rest." I said. He opened through the book. The first page was the first sonogram taken of him, the other pages were filled with sonogram pictures and this I had done for the baby like shopped. There was even an entry about when Mark and Rhys came and set up the nursery. I filled out the rest of the book after he was born and I got pictures of him and me and his footprint was on the front next to his picture. Sam landed on the last page where there was the picture of us. He took it out and smiled at me.

"I remember this." He stated. "That was one of the best nights of my life." I smiled at him. "Thanks Andy." I nodded and he swept in for a kiss. We finished packing and went to bed in my bedroom; I didn't want him hurting his back on my couch. We slept in the same bed just holding each other. The next day we set out for our new lives in Toronto.