Twisted

Part 13

Sam had knocked her up.  Sam had knocked up Chelsie too. Are so it seemed.  Mia couldn't get it wrapped around her mind.

Now what?

She sat in the rocker, Carson long ago had fallen asleep, but Mia needed to hold him even if it only comforted herself. An hour had gone by since the whole fiasco and she had no idea where Sam and Chelsie were.

Making wedding arrangements? Where did that leave her? Alone with two babies. That's where.

Oh, she would tell him but would wait to see what happened with this first.  She would never withhold his child from him but what outcome could possible happen here?  Maybe they could move to Utah and both woman could marry him.

She didn't know where she all of a sudden found her funny side.  She probably was close to hysterics.  Looking back, the situation of her having to tell him looked like a cake walk now compared to the current state things were in.

Mia heard knocking at the door so she laid Carson down in his crib.  The front door was still locked and even though she really wasn't up for seeing Sam she had to talk to him.

She unlocked the door and swung it open. There Sam stood, looking haggard and beat up yet still delicious as ever.  Damned man.

"Mia...baby...I need you." He said and she couldn't help but go into his arms and hold him....or let him hold her.

No kisses or caresses, just a comforting embrace.

"I don't know what to do." He mumbled into her hair.  "Obviously its not mine but I'm stuck with her for now I guess."

"Why would she say it was yours if it wasn't? Sam, its really none of my business but did you sleep with her when you were dating?"

"Yes, just once. It was apparent I wasn't going to develop any feelings for her so I broke it off." He leaned back and looked down at her to judge her reaction.

"Sam, come on. I'm not going to freak out. Its not like I was a virgin when I came to you.  We both have pasts and I'm not one of those girls that freaks out about it.  But Sam-- have you ever thought that maybe your procedure wasn't 100% effective?" She asked.

Sam broke away from her and spun around, looking out the kitchen window, shoulders slumped dejectedly.

"I was supposed to go back and be tested but Liz got worse and then passed away and I never thought about it again.  Until tonight.  Gawd, Mia.  What if is mine? I can't marry that girl! I love you! Not her!" he turned back around and came up to her, grasping her forearms and looking into Mia's eyes.

"I don't know Sam.  I just don't know.  Where is Chelsie now? Did you talk to her further?"

"She went to stay with a friend and no, I tried but she wouldn't talk to me. The timing is right though and I've never been so scared.  If it had been you to tell me this, I would get on my knees and thank you for making my dreams come true. I love babies but with her-- I just cant!" He dropped his head into his hands and Mia took him back into her arms.

She know knew how he felt about their unborn child, even though he didn't know they had one. 

"Sam, stop.  Let's let it go for tonight.  Come with me to bed and let me hold you.  We will try to sort this out later, OK?" She took his hand in hers and led him to her room.  Sam was in a zombie state and she had to practically undress him as well as her.  He snapped out of it when she pulled the covers back and motioned for him to join her.

He slid into bed and pulled her into his arms.  They lay there like that, not talking, for a couple hours.  Eventually both of them fell into a troubled sleep.

In the middle of the night, Sam woke her up, caressing her silky skin and starting a fire inside of her.  He kissed her whole body and worshipped her with his, trying to convey his feelings for her.  When she pulled him up to her and he connected their bodies he whispered, with tears in his eyes,

"I love you Mia.  You are my whole world.  Please--please don't leave me.  I need you." She answered him but taking his mouth and kissing him deeply.  She couldn't answer him because she, for one knew how cruel fate could be.