Samantha was an anxious bundle of nerves for the two days leading up to the results. She was a nervous wreck on work. Shaun wasn't satisfied that she was okay and that nothing was bothering her. He would watch her with concern, aware that something was clearly on her mind. Upon asking, she'd respond with a forced smile, and dismissively play it off as work stress. The paternity test results weighed heavily on her heart and mind.
When the day actually came around Samantha cried uncontrollably hours before. She was a mess of anxiety, nerves and stress and was grappling with the feelings of dread. She had taken the kids again to daycare so she could visit the medical center. She sat anxiously at the Center bouncing her legs, while Noah sat next to her on a call as if the news was going to do nothing to his change life.
When the doctor called them into the room, she almost fell off her seat, but Noah saved her,
his touch sending a shock of awareness between them; her heart raced at the contact. She could feel the warmth of his hand through the fabric of her clothes, which caused a visceral connection that dwarfed the cold fear that had settled in her belly. "Are you alright?"
All she could do was nod as his touch lingered.
They step into the office, side by side, and the reality of what they were about to face brought her back to the moment at hand. A heavy blanket of tension was palpable in the air.
The doctor told them the results were in and Noah and her eyes lingered on each other before returning to the doctor who unfolded the paper. He briefly explained how the results were determined and then told them that Noah was indeed the father.
Even though Noah had told her and shown her the evidence, in her heart she still held the hope that it was not true. That Shaun was innocent of all that he claimed. But when the doctor declared Noah the father, she literally felt the blood drain from her face, the room closed in around her, the doctor's voice fading into a blur and then the world went black.
Noah was expecting it. There were no doubts for him. He knew she was the Samantha he fell in love with and he knew the twins were his blood. He just had to prove it to her and then later deal with her deceitful wretch of a husband.
He loved Samantha with every beat of his heart. It pained him that she was with someone else. That someone else was raising his son, but he had to wait until everything was revealed. The things his PI had uncovered about what really happened was shocking. It was shocking that Shaun stooped so low to take his family away from him.
When they had met again at the medical center he could see that Samatha was a nervous wreck. Her eyes normally bright and expressive, were shadowed by dark circles. It was clear she hadn't been sleeping well. Samantha was figeting every two seconds, bouncing her legs, her fingers twisting and untwisting nervously, her eyes filled with worry and something bordering on panic.
He wanted to wrap his arms around her and offer her reassurance, but it wasn't appropriate in the current context. It left an ache within him. He looked back to the doctor just as he was giving the results. He was the father! His mind went, 'YES.'
There was a startling thump next to him and in a heartbeat Noah and the doctor jumped into action, rushing to Samantha who had fainted.
