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Ok everyone...whew...had to rewrite this one a few times to get it just right. I still don't feel like it's perfect (some pics were supposed to be edited and are bigger than others), but....it'll have to do.
I'm just ready to move on to more happenings in his story.
Hope this event will be to your liking. Enjoy. :)
Update: 4-18-18: The official draft of this post is located here on my blog. :)
https://emilyssims3stories.wordpress.com/ql-sam-beckett-story/21/
The Confession
A day at a time. That's what Sam had to keep telling himself. I've got to take it just a day at a time. That proved to be difficult when he received love letters from various bachelorettes in town almost EVERY DAY in the past week! He couldn't figure out what was in the air all of the sudden. It sure wasn't anywhere close to Spring!
While reading the letters his heart would break again and again. A couple of these ladies were ones that he'd found himself attracted to, would love to get to know better, but...his deep rooted morals told him that showing any interest would be wrong. He was a married man. Yes, he hadn't seen his wife for the better part of seven years. Yes, he was stuck in a world where he would never see her again. And Yes, she had moved on, accepted their fates and said goodbye. He knew he needed to do the same, but...why did moving on feel so wrong? He just didn't know what to do.
Seriously God if Donna's moved on then why can't I? She wants me to be happy... So breaking our vows is totally OK in this situation right? Please...just tell me! Assure me...
On this particular afternoon, Sam was startled by a pounding knock at his front door. He leapt up from the couch and darted for it. When he opened the door, he found a very distraught Emma.
"Where were you!?" she practically shouted at him and barged in not caring to be invited.
https://s20.postimg.cc/97jubxex9/SB_Emma_upset_2.jpg
"Umm," Sam mumbled as he closed the door and followed Emma into the living room. "I--"
"I tried texting you, calling your phone, but you never answered!" Emma interrupted in a tone of concern this time, but the rage was still present in the background.
Sam froze, regrettably remembering that he left his phone on the charger in his room since he woke up and it just suddenly became clear that he had forgotten about something much more than that.
"I'm sorry Emma," he began, carefully approaching her, "I left my phone on the charger this morning and...I didn't hear it ring."
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Emma glowered at him. "Regardless of that, how could you forget?"
Sam shrugged his shoulders. "Emma," he began, "I've had a rough couple of days and I honestly don't remember what you're talking--"
"Our PERFORMANCE!" she shouted, throwing her hands in the air. "At the Care Center? You have no idea how long I was standing up there awkwardly while all the old folks just stared, wondering what the heck I was doing there with that big smile on my face waiting for YOU to show up!"
Oh boy... Sam thought, pressing his fingers tightly on the bridge of his nose. Now he remembered.
"It was horrible Sam!" Emma continued, "After ten minutes or so I had to just wing it. I gotta admit it wasn't my best singing..."
https://s20.postimg.cc/h2yz4hdxp/SB_Emma_upset_4.jpg
Sam closed his eyes feeling terrible, he could only imagine...When he opened them he simply said, "Emma, I am so so sorry! I usually never forget about things like that, I just--"
"I get it if you don't want to be seen with me anymore," Emma interrupted again, lowering her head.
"What!?" Sam asked in bewilderment.
"C'mon Sam," Emma began looking up at him, but then lowered her eyes. "It's pretty obvious that all the gorgeous, eligible ladies in this town want to win your heart and I know that I don't measure up to most of them..." she trailed off.
Sam had a feeling she was referring to Donna, the woman he danced with at Lars.
"I guess I just thought..." the self-conscious woman shrugged, continuing, "that you were the kind of guy who looked past outward appearances," now her frustration was returning, "but I guess not!"
The whirlwind of emotions came back again. Why was she implying that? And how could she feel that way about herself?
"No, you're--" Sam tried to reply, but then begged, "Please Emma," unable to meet her gaze, "I can't do this right now."
https://s20.postimg.cc/ky97m4mod/SB_Emma_angry_at_Sam_2.jpg
Emma stared at him questionably as he abruptly turned away from her, trying to keep his emotions in check.
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It was in that moment that Emma threw aside her worries and really focused on her dear friend. She'd never seem him like this. Something was clearly wrong and he needed a friend right now. Clearing her throat lightly she asked, "What's wrong Sam?"
Sam's back and shoulders ached from slumping so he stood up straight. With his back still facing Emma he replied, "It's a combination of a lot of things Emma." Then he turned his head to the side a bit, so he could see her out of the corner of his eye. "I'm sorry I wasn't there for you. I don't...think I can ever really be there for anyone anymore."
Emma's brow furrowed as she stepped closer to him. "What do you mean?"
"I mean," Sam answered, facing her now. He paused to gulp and hesitated to say it, but it just came out. "I'm a married man."
Shock flooded over Emma's face, almost making her pale. Now she was the one to ask in bewilderment, "What!?"
Sam nodded.
"How can you be married? No one told me that and...you live alone..."
https://s20.postimg.cc/k8jkuowjx/SB_Emma_upset_3.jpg
"Well--"
"Oh dear," Emma expressed, holding her fingers up to her mouth, "unless you're separated and the divorce hasn't been finalized..."
Sam shook his head. "No...it's...not that."
"Then what is it?" Emma demanded. Her tone suggested that she was feeling extremely guilty having feelings for him.
Letting out a big sigh, Sam slumped his shoulders again. In this moment he had to make a choice. A pretty big one. Besides he already brought it up. He could feel Emma's piercing gaze, almost literally, as he stood up straight again and looked her in the eye.
"You wouldn't believe me if I told you," he said.
"Try me," Emma requested.
Studying her for a moment Sam felt that he could trust her. There was never any doubt. They weren't best friends, but friends enough for him to be this open with her. Perhaps... this would help their friendship grow stronger. Even if it didn't, he just had to get this off his chest. He couldn't bear this burden alone anymore. It was time.
Taking in a deep breath and then releasing it, Sam suggested to her, "You might want to sit down for this one."
With a quizzical expression on her face, Emma did as Sam asked and took a seat in the sofa facing him. Weaving her fingers together in her lap, she gave him her undivided attention.
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"Ok..." Sam began in a half whisper. He was growing more and more nervous with each second.
Emma could sense it. "Sam," she said, "you're kind of freaking me out here." She gave a light chuckle, hoping to ease the tension.
"Sorry," Sam said, rubbing the nape of his neck.
https://s20.postimg.cc/rc98bad3h/SB_finds_out_21.jpg
It was frustrating trying to find the right way to begin telling her this, so he just gave up and said the first thing that came into his mind.
"I'm not the person everyone thinks I am," was what came out. Oh gosh! That wasn't right!
Emma's face froze with uneasiness. "What do you mean?" she asked, her worries intensifying. "Are you saying the sweet Sam Beckett that we all know and love is just an ACT? If so, then why!?"
"No," Sam answered, "that's not what I meant, it's just...oh boy!" he cried, while squeezing his forehead with his fingers. Quickly he composed himself and took in a deep breath, all the while panic was settling inside of Emma.
"I'm not," he began again, "I'm not from this world." He let the breath out quickly and stood still, praying Emma wouldn't freak out.
Surprisingly, Emma's panic ceased as she continued to stare at him and process his response. "You're not...from this world?" she repeated.
Sam nodded.
Her eyes looked down from him as her mouth hung open a bit. It was obvious she was trying to figure out what to say to that. "Wow," she whispered, while staying silent for a few seconds. Then she looked up at him again. "Well...you certainly don't look like the aliens people have claimed to see around here."
Sam cracked a smile. That was comforting!
https://s20.postimg.cc/5f4x9xost/SB_Emma_upset_5.jpg
"You're human," she continued, "just like us."
"Yes."
"Are you...from a Starship or something? Like on Star Trek?"
"You guys have a show like that here too?" Sam blurted out.
Emma's eyes widened as she nodded. That response certainly verified his confession.
"Sweet," Sam said with a smile. He almost wanted to ask her who her favorite Captain was, not that it would be the same actor on Earth as it was here, but he quickly shook his head and tried to focus on the matter at hand. "But no," he replied to her earlier question. "I am not from a Starship. I am a time traveler."
Now Emma seemed astonished. Like a time traveler wasn't any more shocking than a person from a Starship. "You're kidding me right?" she asked.
Sam kept a straight face. "No...I'm not." I wish I was!
Emma looked away again. Sam certainly wouldn't lie about something like this. "Oh...wow," she whispered, sitting further back into the couch.
Sam decided to go join her.
https://s20.postimg.cc/uyf1nxjgt/SB_finds_out_24.jpg
"I know this is a lot to process," Sam said to her, sitting down, "and I am sorry."
Emma looked back at him as if to say, It's ok.
"But it is the truth," Sam added.
Pursing her lips, Emma nodded. "It's quite...unbelievable," she said, "but please tell me about it. I want to know everything."
https://s20.postimg.cc/932ggz83x/SB_finds_out_27.jpg
They exchanged smiles as Sam began to elaborate. He told her everything he could remember: How The Quantum Leap Project all began and his adventures leaping into people from the past within in his own lifetime.
https://s20.postimg.cc/wvbrsia4t/SB_finds_out_28.jpg
He told her about Ziggy and Al, his best friend, who appears to him as a hologram that only he can see.
"So if you ever find me talking to myself..."
"Right."
https://s20.postimg.cc/h7aklpuj1/SB_finds_out_26.jpg
He also mentioned his encounters with the Evil Leapers. And even the Devil himself, in the form of Al.
https://s20.postimg.cc/i0n6ec0jx/SB_finds_out_29.jpg
"Wow," was all Emma could say for a while there, fascinated by all of Sam's adventures.
Then Sam told her about saving Al's first marriage and how he then leaped and ended up in Hidden Springs. Lastly, he told her about Donna.
Emma frowned a bit with that one. It certainly was a very sad situation.
https://s20.postimg.cc/488rip9sd/SB_finds_out_30.jpg
"And that's my story in a nutshell," Sam concluded.
"So you really are a genius," Emma commented with a grin.
Blushing, Sam replied, "Well...I don't like to go around calling myself that."
"But you ARE!" Emma exclaimed. "Inventing a super computer like Ziggy and finding a way to travel through time...that's phenomenal!"
Sam looked away to hide even more blushing.
"However...I am sorry about your wife."
"Thanks."
There was silence between the two for a few minutes.
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"Wow Sam," Emma said again breaking the silence, "I never thought that YOU out of anyone here would be..." she stopped, shaking her head. Sam knew what she was thinking.
"So, could I ask you a question?" Sam asked.
"Please!"
"Regarding Donna....since we won't be seeing each other again and...what she said to me, would you agree with Al that it's time for me to move on...find someone else, if the right one comes along...and not worry about my marriage anymore?"
Emma licked her lips and responded carefully. "Well," she began, "Donna said her goodbyes and is moving on herself right?"
Sam nodded.
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"Then Yes, I agree that you should move on too. Donna's right...you deserve to be happy, not feeling stuck in a rut. It doesn't sound like that's what she wants for you. She doesn't want you to feel guilty. She expressed what any loving wife would want for her husband in this situation. So there is no shame in moving on."
Sam nodded, thankful for the second opinion, but he looked away and Emma knew exactly what was bothering him, because he was such a good man.
"You're not breaking any vows Sam," she assured, admiring his honorable nature. "God's not going to judge you for that. It's like you've died in your world..." she felt bad saying, but, "I have no doubt that it's in His plan for you to continue on with your life here, put right what goes wrong and someday...have a family of your own."
Sam smiled and Emma's face beamed because of it. That reassurance was just what he needed. He reached over to give her a hug and said, "Thank you Emma. Thank you for listening and understanding and...not freaking out." What a burden lifted from his shoulders!
Emma chuckled as she said, "You're welcome." When they let go of each other she added, "And don't worry Sam...your secret is safe with me."
To be continued...
:)
I'm just ready to move on to more happenings in his story.
Hope this event will be to your liking. Enjoy. :)
Update: 4-18-18: The official draft of this post is located here on my blog. :)
https://emilyssims3stories.wordpress.com/ql-sam-beckett-story/21/
The Confession
A day at a time. That's what Sam had to keep telling himself. I've got to take it just a day at a time. That proved to be difficult when he received love letters from various bachelorettes in town almost EVERY DAY in the past week! He couldn't figure out what was in the air all of the sudden. It sure wasn't anywhere close to Spring!
Spoiler
I couldn't put these in a picture collage so I am throwing them all in a Spoiler.
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^^In your dreams witch!
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^^In your dreams witch!
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While reading the letters his heart would break again and again. A couple of these ladies were ones that he'd found himself attracted to, would love to get to know better, but...his deep rooted morals told him that showing any interest would be wrong. He was a married man. Yes, he hadn't seen his wife for the better part of seven years. Yes, he was stuck in a world where he would never see her again. And Yes, she had moved on, accepted their fates and said goodbye. He knew he needed to do the same, but...why did moving on feel so wrong? He just didn't know what to do.
Seriously God if Donna's moved on then why can't I? She wants me to be happy... So breaking our vows is totally OK in this situation right? Please...just tell me! Assure me...
On this particular afternoon, Sam was startled by a pounding knock at his front door. He leapt up from the couch and darted for it. When he opened the door, he found a very distraught Emma.
"Where were you!?" she practically shouted at him and barged in not caring to be invited.
https://s20.postimg.cc/97jubxex9/SB_Emma_upset_2.jpg
"Umm," Sam mumbled as he closed the door and followed Emma into the living room. "I--"
"I tried texting you, calling your phone, but you never answered!" Emma interrupted in a tone of concern this time, but the rage was still present in the background.
Sam froze, regrettably remembering that he left his phone on the charger in his room since he woke up and it just suddenly became clear that he had forgotten about something much more than that.
"I'm sorry Emma," he began, carefully approaching her, "I left my phone on the charger this morning and...I didn't hear it ring."
https://s20.postimg.cc/v9lkesedp/SB_Emma_angry_at_Sam_1.jpg
Emma glowered at him. "Regardless of that, how could you forget?"
Sam shrugged his shoulders. "Emma," he began, "I've had a rough couple of days and I honestly don't remember what you're talking--"
"Our PERFORMANCE!" she shouted, throwing her hands in the air. "At the Care Center? You have no idea how long I was standing up there awkwardly while all the old folks just stared, wondering what the heck I was doing there with that big smile on my face waiting for YOU to show up!"
Oh boy... Sam thought, pressing his fingers tightly on the bridge of his nose. Now he remembered.
"It was horrible Sam!" Emma continued, "After ten minutes or so I had to just wing it. I gotta admit it wasn't my best singing..."
https://s20.postimg.cc/h2yz4hdxp/SB_Emma_upset_4.jpg
Sam closed his eyes feeling terrible, he could only imagine...When he opened them he simply said, "Emma, I am so so sorry! I usually never forget about things like that, I just--"
"I get it if you don't want to be seen with me anymore," Emma interrupted again, lowering her head.
"What!?" Sam asked in bewilderment.
"C'mon Sam," Emma began looking up at him, but then lowered her eyes. "It's pretty obvious that all the gorgeous, eligible ladies in this town want to win your heart and I know that I don't measure up to most of them..." she trailed off.
Sam had a feeling she was referring to Donna, the woman he danced with at Lars.
"I guess I just thought..." the self-conscious woman shrugged, continuing, "that you were the kind of guy who looked past outward appearances," now her frustration was returning, "but I guess not!"
The whirlwind of emotions came back again. Why was she implying that? And how could she feel that way about herself?
"No, you're--" Sam tried to reply, but then begged, "Please Emma," unable to meet her gaze, "I can't do this right now."
https://s20.postimg.cc/ky97m4mod/SB_Emma_angry_at_Sam_2.jpg
Emma stared at him questionably as he abruptly turned away from her, trying to keep his emotions in check.
https://s20.postimg.cc/hbrygo1cd/SB_Emma_upset_1.jpg
It was in that moment that Emma threw aside her worries and really focused on her dear friend. She'd never seem him like this. Something was clearly wrong and he needed a friend right now. Clearing her throat lightly she asked, "What's wrong Sam?"
Sam's back and shoulders ached from slumping so he stood up straight. With his back still facing Emma he replied, "It's a combination of a lot of things Emma." Then he turned his head to the side a bit, so he could see her out of the corner of his eye. "I'm sorry I wasn't there for you. I don't...think I can ever really be there for anyone anymore."
Emma's brow furrowed as she stepped closer to him. "What do you mean?"
"I mean," Sam answered, facing her now. He paused to gulp and hesitated to say it, but it just came out. "I'm a married man."
Shock flooded over Emma's face, almost making her pale. Now she was the one to ask in bewilderment, "What!?"
Sam nodded.
"How can you be married? No one told me that and...you live alone..."
https://s20.postimg.cc/k8jkuowjx/SB_Emma_upset_3.jpg
"Well--"
"Oh dear," Emma expressed, holding her fingers up to her mouth, "unless you're separated and the divorce hasn't been finalized..."
Sam shook his head. "No...it's...not that."
"Then what is it?" Emma demanded. Her tone suggested that she was feeling extremely guilty having feelings for him.
Letting out a big sigh, Sam slumped his shoulders again. In this moment he had to make a choice. A pretty big one. Besides he already brought it up. He could feel Emma's piercing gaze, almost literally, as he stood up straight again and looked her in the eye.
"You wouldn't believe me if I told you," he said.
"Try me," Emma requested.
Studying her for a moment Sam felt that he could trust her. There was never any doubt. They weren't best friends, but friends enough for him to be this open with her. Perhaps... this would help their friendship grow stronger. Even if it didn't, he just had to get this off his chest. He couldn't bear this burden alone anymore. It was time.
Taking in a deep breath and then releasing it, Sam suggested to her, "You might want to sit down for this one."
With a quizzical expression on her face, Emma did as Sam asked and took a seat in the sofa facing him. Weaving her fingers together in her lap, she gave him her undivided attention.
https://s20.postimg.cc/c4t8qxl8t/SB_finds_out_23.jpg
"Ok..." Sam began in a half whisper. He was growing more and more nervous with each second.
Emma could sense it. "Sam," she said, "you're kind of freaking me out here." She gave a light chuckle, hoping to ease the tension.
"Sorry," Sam said, rubbing the nape of his neck.
https://s20.postimg.cc/rc98bad3h/SB_finds_out_21.jpg
It was frustrating trying to find the right way to begin telling her this, so he just gave up and said the first thing that came into his mind.
"I'm not the person everyone thinks I am," was what came out. Oh gosh! That wasn't right!
Emma's face froze with uneasiness. "What do you mean?" she asked, her worries intensifying. "Are you saying the sweet Sam Beckett that we all know and love is just an ACT? If so, then why!?"
"No," Sam answered, "that's not what I meant, it's just...oh boy!" he cried, while squeezing his forehead with his fingers. Quickly he composed himself and took in a deep breath, all the while panic was settling inside of Emma.
"I'm not," he began again, "I'm not from this world." He let the breath out quickly and stood still, praying Emma wouldn't freak out.
Surprisingly, Emma's panic ceased as she continued to stare at him and process his response. "You're not...from this world?" she repeated.
Sam nodded.
Her eyes looked down from him as her mouth hung open a bit. It was obvious she was trying to figure out what to say to that. "Wow," she whispered, while staying silent for a few seconds. Then she looked up at him again. "Well...you certainly don't look like the aliens people have claimed to see around here."
Sam cracked a smile. That was comforting!
https://s20.postimg.cc/5f4x9xost/SB_Emma_upset_5.jpg
"You're human," she continued, "just like us."
"Yes."
"Are you...from a Starship or something? Like on Star Trek?"
"You guys have a show like that here too?" Sam blurted out.
Emma's eyes widened as she nodded. That response certainly verified his confession.
"Sweet," Sam said with a smile. He almost wanted to ask her who her favorite Captain was, not that it would be the same actor on Earth as it was here, but he quickly shook his head and tried to focus on the matter at hand. "But no," he replied to her earlier question. "I am not from a Starship. I am a time traveler."
Now Emma seemed astonished. Like a time traveler wasn't any more shocking than a person from a Starship. "You're kidding me right?" she asked.
Sam kept a straight face. "No...I'm not." I wish I was!
Emma looked away again. Sam certainly wouldn't lie about something like this. "Oh...wow," she whispered, sitting further back into the couch.
Sam decided to go join her.
https://s20.postimg.cc/uyf1nxjgt/SB_finds_out_24.jpg
"I know this is a lot to process," Sam said to her, sitting down, "and I am sorry."
Emma looked back at him as if to say, It's ok.
"But it is the truth," Sam added.
Pursing her lips, Emma nodded. "It's quite...unbelievable," she said, "but please tell me about it. I want to know everything."
https://s20.postimg.cc/932ggz83x/SB_finds_out_27.jpg
They exchanged smiles as Sam began to elaborate. He told her everything he could remember: How The Quantum Leap Project all began and his adventures leaping into people from the past within in his own lifetime.
https://s20.postimg.cc/wvbrsia4t/SB_finds_out_28.jpg
He told her about Ziggy and Al, his best friend, who appears to him as a hologram that only he can see.
"So if you ever find me talking to myself..."
"Right."
https://s20.postimg.cc/h7aklpuj1/SB_finds_out_26.jpg
He also mentioned his encounters with the Evil Leapers. And even the Devil himself, in the form of Al.
https://s20.postimg.cc/i0n6ec0jx/SB_finds_out_29.jpg
"Wow," was all Emma could say for a while there, fascinated by all of Sam's adventures.
Then Sam told her about saving Al's first marriage and how he then leaped and ended up in Hidden Springs. Lastly, he told her about Donna.
Emma frowned a bit with that one. It certainly was a very sad situation.
https://s20.postimg.cc/488rip9sd/SB_finds_out_30.jpg
"And that's my story in a nutshell," Sam concluded.
"So you really are a genius," Emma commented with a grin.
Blushing, Sam replied, "Well...I don't like to go around calling myself that."
"But you ARE!" Emma exclaimed. "Inventing a super computer like Ziggy and finding a way to travel through time...that's phenomenal!"
Sam looked away to hide even more blushing.
"However...I am sorry about your wife."
"Thanks."
There was silence between the two for a few minutes.
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"Wow Sam," Emma said again breaking the silence, "I never thought that YOU out of anyone here would be..." she stopped, shaking her head. Sam knew what she was thinking.
"So, could I ask you a question?" Sam asked.
"Please!"
"Regarding Donna....since we won't be seeing each other again and...what she said to me, would you agree with Al that it's time for me to move on...find someone else, if the right one comes along...and not worry about my marriage anymore?"
Emma licked her lips and responded carefully. "Well," she began, "Donna said her goodbyes and is moving on herself right?"
Sam nodded.
https://s20.postimg.cc/isufr9u4t/SB_finds_out_31.jpg
"Then Yes, I agree that you should move on too. Donna's right...you deserve to be happy, not feeling stuck in a rut. It doesn't sound like that's what she wants for you. She doesn't want you to feel guilty. She expressed what any loving wife would want for her husband in this situation. So there is no shame in moving on."
Sam nodded, thankful for the second opinion, but he looked away and Emma knew exactly what was bothering him, because he was such a good man.
"You're not breaking any vows Sam," she assured, admiring his honorable nature. "God's not going to judge you for that. It's like you've died in your world..." she felt bad saying, but, "I have no doubt that it's in His plan for you to continue on with your life here, put right what goes wrong and someday...have a family of your own."
Sam smiled and Emma's face beamed because of it. That reassurance was just what he needed. He reached over to give her a hug and said, "Thank you Emma. Thank you for listening and understanding and...not freaking out." What a burden lifted from his shoulders!
Emma chuckled as she said, "You're welcome." When they let go of each other she added, "And don't worry Sam...your secret is safe with me."
To be continued...
:)
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