Another couple hours went by before Cory was back with Sam's laptop and buck knife, as promised, along with a handful of extra things that were in Sam's travel backpack.

"There you are!" Sam sighed in relief. "I swear, if I have to watch one more goddamned Friends episode on this thing, they're gonna have to transfer me to a psych unit.

Kinsey couldn't help but laugh at that. "Ohh, come on Babe, it's not that bad. Besides, I did tell you we could change the channel anytime you wanted."

"Yeah, well, you like it" Sam chuckled. "...for reasons unbeknownst to me." She gestured her hand towards Cory. "I also thought this one was gonna be back sooner. What happened with that, anyway? Get too caught up stalking my dad?"

Cory rolled her eyes. "Very funny. Anyway, here." She set the laptop down on the little table that was positioned over Sam's bed and handed. The buck knife directly to her.

"Laptop, buck knife, plus a couple extra T shirts and your Halloween: H20 hoodie."

"You are a lifesaver, Cor. You didn't have to do all that." She told her, turning to place the knife under her pillow. "...didn't answer my question though."

"Wasn't any trouble. I was already there, anyway." Cory chuckled. "...and, I just got caught up in the continuing saga that is Jax's sister and Mandy's dad. Apparently she's still getting the last of Jax's things."

"So, you're late cause you were eavesdropping?" Sam teased.

"I mean, is it really eavesdropping if you can hear them shouting from like three apartments over?"

"Jesus, that bad still?"

"Evidently." She chuckled. "I know, it's pretty shitty to say, and it's terrible what happened to Jax, but from the sounds of it, your friend's better off not having to deal with that anymore."

"Yeah, she mentioned she was a bitch and a half to deal with, and that that was putting it quite nicely."

Cory chuckled at that. "Yeah, that checks out well enough." She glanced around the room, as if Mandy might pop out from a corner somewhere. "Where is she, anyway?"

"Uhh, visiting hours were up like an hour ago." She chuckled. "They barely let Kinsey and my dads stick around."

"Probably wouldn't have, if one of them wasn't totally afraid of Billy." Kinsey added, equally amused.

"Well, that also checks out well enough, I mean, who isn't?" She snickered suggestively. "

Sam rolled her eyes. "Well, you, unfortunately."

"Hey, I just have eyes, alright? Leave me alone." She laughed.

"Now, why would I wanna do that?"

—

—

"Wanna do what? What are we talking about?" Stu laughed, when he came in the room. He then closed the door behind him and tossed Sam a soda can. "Here, catch!"

Sam caught it mid air and chuckled as she popped the tab open. "Uh, nothing important. And, thanks."

"Yeah, well I was already down there anyway." He took another one out and lifted it in the air, motioning that he was about to toss it. "Kinsey!"

"Thank you!" She laughed.

"Don't mention it." He went to sit in the chair he had been before he left. "So, where did your Dad get off to?" He redirected his attention to Sam.

"So, you did hear us talking about him." She chuckled.

"No…" He snickered. "I just know that look on your little roomie's face over here, by now." He looked back at Cory. "...it's alright, I don't blame you."

"Thank you. See, he gets it." Cory laughed.

"Yeah, I know. My dad also finds his husband attractive, big shock." Sam remarked sarcastically. "Ya got me."

Stu just laughed at the look Cory had on her face at his daughter's remark.

"Anyway…." Sam sighed. "He said something about going back to your guys's motel for a couple things."

Stu nodded. That checked out to him.

"Yeah, we got a motel room, not too far from here."

Sam half smiled at the explanation. "You guys didn't have to do that, I'm fine here with Kinsey, you know."

"We know…..I think we know better than anyone, actually." He reminded her. "...maybe we just want to be here for you, ever think of that?"

"No, never." She joked.

"Yeah, I can tell." He chuckled, patting at his pockets, and then around the area of the chair as if he were looking for something. "Shit."

"Lose something?" Kinsey observed with a chuckle.

"Well, I didn't find it." He teased, standing up from his chair.. "Ahh, I think I left my phone in the cafeteria."

"Again?!" Sam remarked.

"Yeah, yeah." He chuckled, heading for the door. "Don't tell your dad. Anyway, I'll be right back."

"No promises!" She called after him.

Kinsey laughed again at that.

—

Sam shook her head in amusement. "How he functions at all without my other dad, we'll never know."

Sometime after that, after Cory had eventually left, Sam and Kinsey had fallen asleep watching Jennifer's Body on Sam's laptop, one of the few horror choices to have wormed its way onto. Kinsey's exception list.

It was about halfway into the movie when Sam's eyes began to flutter open, as she gradually started to awaken again.

She groaned softly, groggily rubbing some sleep out of her eyes.

She stretched briefly and then put her arm back around Kinsey's shoulders, looking over at her sleeping girlfriend, and smiling.

….Her smile quickly faded, however, when she began to look around the room and noticed that neither of her dads had appeared to have come back yet.

She gently began to nudge Kinsey awake, getting very little resistance from the light sleeper, as she soon, also, awakened.

"What?" She asked, becoming increasingly concerned. "What is it? Are you Ok- "

"Kins, do you know if either of my dads came back while I was sleeping?"

"I don't know, I fell asleep too." She answered. "..I know Billy called a little while ago to say that he was on his way back, but I don't know about your other dad."

Sam looked at her watch, and then towards the door, before looking back at Kinsey.

Heart already racing in her chest, the thoughts in her mind were scrambling just as quickly for another explanation, when her phone began to ring.

She and Kinsey, simultaneously, whipped their heads toward it.

Kinsey then looked to Sam, who was cautiously starting to slide her legs off the bed and her feet onto the floor.

She hissed under her breath, wincing as she brought a hand to her healing wound.

"Fuck."

"Sam!" Kinsey blurted out. "Are you- "

"Fine!" Sam cut her off, grabbing her knife out from under her pillow, just before grabbing for her phone. "...I'm fine, don't worry about- "

"Hello, Sam…" The, all too familiar by now, modulated voice on the other end greeted when she answered it, cutting her off mid sentence.

"YOU LITTLE SHIT!" Sam hissed back. "Where are you? What did you do with my dad?"

"Oh, ho, ho, hohhh!" The voice chuckled heartily, taking a little too much amusement in the reaction. "Not so fast, Sam. You think this is gonna be some sloppy, two cent identity reveal like your little bestie? Hmm? Stab Cory, or Kinsey, or whoever is in that room with you, just to save from having my reveal spoiled for me like she did?" The voice chuckled again. "I don't think so, oh no, Sam. You've greatly underestimated me, the same mistake those little bitches made with your whiny excuse for a father!

No way in hell! Ha ha….we're gonna play a new game."

"What. Kind. Of game?!" She just about snarled into the receiver.

"Ha, ha, haaaa…." The voice taunted from the other end. "...come and find me, then….I'll show you…"

"MotherFUCKER." She thought to herself.

"Fine….you'll have to tell me where you are then." She. Told them instead.

"Walk out of that room and take a right…" The voice answered. "I'll tell you the rest when you're on your way."

"Fine. I'll see you- " ….But the killer hung up.

She looked at the screen to make sure it had been completely hung up and quickly slipped it back down into her pocket.

She then tightened her grip on her buck knife and reached into one of her front pockets for a pocket knife.

"I'm taking the Buck, you take this…" She instructed, flipping the pocket nice open and pointing to the hospital room phone, which hung on the wall, just before handing it off to her. "Stay by that phone, and be ready to call the cops, if you need to."

She nodded nervously, not taking her eyes off Sam.

Sam glanced again around the room, and especially over at the door.

She set her own knife down on the bed, briefly, and looked over to Kinsey again.

"Wait, before you do that, though, go check that backpack that Cory brought my clothes in. See if that gauze I put in there is still there."

Kinsey looked at her curiously, though still panicked.

"I threw some gauze and bandage tape in there, the night you and Asami got stabbed, in case of emergencies! Just check!"

Kinsey didn't ask any further questions and rushed over to scope through the backpack.

"Got it!" She declared, after only a few moments, tossing each one over to Sam.

"What do you need it for?"

She quickly put some of the gauze in her mouth, holding it with her teeth, while she carefully began to slip the IV out of her arm, whimpering slightly as she did.

"Because I am not about to be some dumb bitch in a horror movie who tears the IV out of her fucking vein." She slammed the gauze down against her arm and wrapped the bandaging around it a few times before cutting it off with her knife and placing her hand on Kinsey's shoulder.

"Now, phone!" She urged.

"Sam!" Kinsey cried out.

Sam turned briefly to her, out of concern.

"Please be safe."

Sam reached out to her again, immediately disheartened by the look of genuine fear in her girlfriend's eyes, and pulled her in to kiss her gently before she went.

"I promise." She gently placed her hand under Kinsey's chin. "Consider it a perk of being my fathers' daughter."

Kinsey smiled back at her and nodded quietly as she watched Sam rush out the door, right after that.