Sam Beckett (Quantum Leap) Sims 3 story

Hour by Hour

Sam slid to the ground toward Evelyn's lifeless body like a baseball player diving to reach the home plate. "Evelyn?" he whispered nervously, hastily examining her body for any signs of blunt force or broken bones. When he didn't see any he was assured he could move her to safety, but first he checked her pulse. It was beating rapidly and with her clammy skin, he knew right away that she was suffering from heat exhaustion and he had to act fast before the situation got any worse. Carefully he lifted her up from the ground and heard her moan as he moved at an incredibly fast pace towards the house.

"Sam?" Evelyn addressed weakly, waking from the force as he kicked open the front door.
"You're gonna be alright Evelyn," Sam said, making his way toward the guest room. "I'll take care of you."

He set her down on the bed and placed his hand over her pale forehead. It was burning. "We've gotta get you cooled down," he said while removing her shoes, socks and then moving on to her pants.
"Sam! What are you doing!?" Evelyn cried out, trying to cover herself.
"It's ok," Sam assured, "you passed out from heat exhaustion and I need to get your clothes off to cool you down."
Still Evelyn hesitated and the disorientation didn't help with her trust.
"Trust me," Sam said, recognizing her uneasiness, "I'm a doctor. I know what I'm doing."
"You're a doctor?" she asked. That was comforting to know.
"Yes."
"You never told me that," she said, allowing him to pull her shirt up over her head, removing it.
"Well," Sam began, standing up from the bed. "I'm more of a Scientist. Anyway," he turned for the door, "you lie still while I get some water."

He returned within a minute, carrying a wet rag and a water bottle with a straw. He encouraged Evelyn to drink as much as she could in a careful manner so as not to risk vomiting. While she sipped he dabbed her forehead and wiped down her body with the cold cloth. Before too long, she began to feel freezing and after checking her temperature and seeing it drop to a normal level, Sam pulled the covers up over her. He let out a big sigh of relief. She was going to be ok.

Soon Evelyn drifted off to sleep and Sam took that time to make an important phone call.

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"Mrs. Kwon?"
"Oh please!" came the reply, "Call me Naomi. I don't go by that name anymore."
Ok... "Naomi, this is Sam Beckett..."

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After describing the events of that morning involving her daughter, Evelyn's mom's heart pounded as she expressed deep gratitude to Sam for pretty much saving her daughter's life.

"It was no problem at all," Sam expressed, "I'm thankful I got to her when I did! She's resting at the moment, but are you able to come and pick her up or should I bring her to you?"
"Well," Naomi began, "she's supposed to be at school so I'll have to call and excuse her."
"Oh...right."
"And there's a little bit of a problem Mr. Beckett..."
"Oh?"
"I'm just about to head off to work and Evelyn's father is working as well so," she hesitated to ask, "would you be able to care for her until her father gets off work and can pick her up? I hate to burden you like that but...," she exhaled, "I'm afraid we don't have any other choice at the moment. I do apologize..."
Sam glanced at his watch while saying, "It's no problem, I understand," then he asked, "when does your hus-," he stopped himself, "EX-husband get off work?"
"At three."
Work began for Sam in about an hour. I'll call and take the day off. I won't bother mentioning that to Evelyn's mom. "Ok," he told Naomi. "We'll be here. My address is........and don't worry, I'll take good care of her."
"I don't doubt it," Naomi said, gratefully. "Thank you SO much Mr. Beckett! Evelyn's always had just the nicest things to say about you," she paused, "I'm glad they're true."
Blushing, Sam said, "Well...she's a really good kid herself Miss Naomi."

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Every half hour or so Sam would go back into the guest room and check up on Evelyn, encouraging her to drink more if she were awake and keeping a close eye on her vital signs.

During one visit to the room, Evelyn asked Sam, "What happened to me?"
He tried to explain it all in a way that a child would understand and concluded with, "That's why on hot days like this, it's very very important that you pack along plenty of water bottles and keep yourself hydrated. Wear a hat too. Can you remember to do that for me next time?"

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Evelyn nodded. "I promise."
Sam patted her back with a smile. "Good."
Then Evelyn yawned. "Goodness," she exclaimed, "Why am I so tired?" She slumped back down into the pillow and pulled the covers up to her neck.
Unable to hold back a chuckle at how cute her remark was, Sam replied, "It's just your body's way of saying it's been through a lot and needs sleep to recover." Gently, he rubbed her shoulder.

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"Uh huh," Evelyn muttered, eyes staying closed. She couldn't remember the last time she felt so comfortable or this safe. "Thanks for...taking care...of me Sam."
With a big grin, Sam responded while stroking her hair, "It's my pleasure kid."
"I...love you."
The expression was unexpected, but warmed his heart nonetheless. Oh the innocence, kindness and love of a child! Without hesitation he leaned over and gently kissed Evelyn's forehead whispering in return, "I love you too kid."

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Three o'clock rolled around and Sam sat patiently in his living room, skimming through a magazine, while waiting for Evelyn's dad to arrive. In the other room, Evelyn was getting herself dressed and ready to leave.

3:30 pm

Still no sign of her father. "Is he still coming?" Evelyn asked Sam from the couch, watching cartoons.
Sam had been pacing in the foyer. "He should be," he answered her. "Maybe I better call your mom just to make sure he understood where to come and get you." He stepped into the kitchen and reached for the phone.

ring...ring...ring...ring...ring... No answer.

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Sam didn't feel like leaving a message yet so he tried again.

ring...ring...ring...ring...ring...Hi this is Naomi, I can't come to my phone right now. Please leave your name and number and I'll get back to you as soon as I can. Thanks! BEEP!

"Hello Naomi, this is Sam Beckett. Uh...I'm never good with these blasted answering machines...it's almost 3:40 and your ex-husband hasn't arrived to pick up Evelyn. She's doing well. Please give me a call back as soon as you can. 555-867-5309. I'd appreciate it. Bye."
click

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5:00 pm

A crestfallen Evelyn tried to accept the comfort and reassurance from her friend Sam when her father still hadn't arrived and there was no call back from her mother. "I TOLD you they don't care about me!" she cried, burying her face into Sam's chest.
"Now, now," Sam consoled, "don't you go believing that for one second!" He held her shoulders and looked her straight in the eye. "Something came up with your father, I am sure of it. And your mom is still working. I can assure you she will call me back when she's done. Do you know what time she gets off?"
Wiping her nose with the back of her hand, Evelyn replied, "Nine o'clock. I'm usually in bed before then."
Oh boy...
Now the alligator tears started falling. "Is it ok if I stay here with you tonight Sam?" she wailed hopelessly.
Pulling her in closer to him, Sam responded, "Yes Evelyn. Yes." Tenderly he shh'd her. "It's going to be ok."
I hope...

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8:00 pm

Evelyn stated earlier that she was going to stay up and wait for her mom to call back, but it was apparent that she was exhausted. Physically and emotionally. It was becoming difficult to keep her eyes open and despite taking in plenty of fluids and having a nice evening meal, her face grew pale once again. Sam got her back into bed, dabbed her forehead with a wet cloth and continued assuring her that her parents did not forget about her. "You need to get some rest now alright," he concluded, tucking her in. "Everything will be figured out in the morning."
"Ok..."
Standing up and heading for the door, Sam turned and said, "Goodnight Evelyn," just as he was about to flip the light switch.
"Sam wait!" Evelyn called, sitting herself up a little.

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"Will you read me a bedtime story?"

Sam cracked a smile. He couldn't remember the last time he read a bedtime story to a kid. "Uh," he began, "I don't know if you'll like any of my books. They're kind of...advanced."
Evelyn shrugged. "I don't mind."
"Ok," Sam accepted, heading for his bookshelf. He tried to find something that might interest her...Ah ha! A book about Unicorns! I forgot I had this...


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Evelyn paid attention to the story for about ten minutes and then she drifted off to sleep.

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9:12 pm

Sam had fallen asleep on the bench in the foyer when he was awoken by the phone ringing in the kitchen. He jumped up, rubbing at the ache in his neck and answered the phone. "Hello?"
"Mr. Beckett?" It was Naomi. "Oh my gosh I am SO sorry!"
Sam didn't feel like saying anything so he just let her continue.
"I got your message and in fury I called my Ex and...I haven't been able to reach him."
Sighing, Sam said, "You don't sound too concerned."
"Well," she began, "that's because I know he's gone Mr. Beckett."
"Gone?"
"Yes. He mentioned a few times that after the divorce was final he would be moving. I should've known he wouldn't have the decency to tell me when before trusting the kids to HIS care while I was working!" She stopped, releasing a deep breath. "I'm sure of it Mr. Beckett...he's gone."
Sam lowered his eyes in sorrow for this poor mother. For Evelyn. "I'm sorry to hear that Naomi," he simply said.
"Please Mr. Beckett, don't apologize," Naomi insisted, "You've done a great service to me and my Evelyn today. For that I will be eternally grateful. Is she alright?"
"Yes. She went to sleep about an hour ago."
"Oh dear...I'd hate to wake her. Will she be alright with you until I can pick her up in the morning. I'll be there first thing!"
"Yes...that's fine."
"Really!?" she asked in relief. "Oh Mr. Beckett thank you!"
"Please...call me Sam."
"Sam. Thank you! From the bottom of my heart."
"I'm happy to help."
There was a sniff on the other end.
"You get some rest now yourself," Sam suggested, "and I'll see you here in the morning. Seven o'clock?"
"Yes! Perfect."
"You still have my address?"
"Yes."
"Great. Have a good night Naomi."
"Goodnight Sam."
click

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6:30 am

The next morning, Sam exited his room to hear that the TV was on. Evelyn was happily sitting on the couch in front of it, kicking her legs up and down. Sam smiled as he approached her.

"Well," he addressed, "You appear to be feeling much better."

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"Yup!" Evelyn replied. "You were right...I really DID need the sleep."
Sam chuckled.
"You heard back from my mom right?"
"Yes! She'll be here in a half hour actually."
"Yay!"

True to her word, Evelyn's mother arrived right at seven and Sam witnessed the happiest reunion between a mother and a child that he'd seen in a long time. Naomi insisted that Sam take the money she offered him, but he assured her it wasn't necessary. Holding her hand to her heart, Naomi said with glistening eyes, "You were an angel sent from above yesterday Sam...here to help us just when we needed it. God bless you!"
Sam smiled and nodded in thanks. It was hard not to get emotional himself.

As he watched the two drive off he remembered that this is exactly why he enjoyed leaping...why he knew that deep down he would miss it if he ever made it home. This was his calling in life...to help others. To serve others. To make right what once went wrong. To add a little sunshine into the world. There was no other way to find true joy. Ever.


:)

Hope you enjoyed this Sam update. More to come later.
Thank you so much for reading! <3

Alrighty everyone here is my Sam update! :) (Finally!)
Keep in mind that these pics were taken BEFORE I installed SEASONS again so...no seasonal fun for Sam just yet. ;)
Enjoy!


As days go by

Life continued rolling along for Sam at an incredibly fast pace, which became the norm anymore these days the older he got. He was pretty sure that this place, Hidden Springs, was his final leap. Two years he'd spent in this mysterious world...most likely located in another galaxy than Earth. It still pained him to think that Ziggy might never locate him and that he'd never see Al again. It sure didn't help that there hadn't been anymore dreams of Al speaking to him, giving him an update on what was going on back at the Project in getting him home. And that mysterious woman? It was especially frustrating to realize he might never find out who she is. After months of pondering on it he figured she had to be either a good friend, a fellow scientist, a girlfriend or...he shuddered to think...his wife. Please don't let her be my wife! Oh what I have put her through! While tending to his garden one day he scratched his head and thought that maybe he remembered falling in love with someone in his memories and...

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...possibly he saw a woman in a gorgeous white dress, wearing a veil and they exchanged rings, but he just didn't KNOW! It was horribly frustrating! It was something that he had to immediately shove out of his mind when it appeared and not think about it or it drove him crazy...and made him feel great remorse.

Oh God, PLEASE help Ziggy and Al find a way to get to me SOON!

He constantly hung on to the hope that Al last gave to him (even though it was garbled): Ziggy thinks...can...get me to...hold on Sam... It meant he and Ziggy were close to pinpointing his location and even if there would be hiccups along the way, which was quite obvious after all this time, knowing Al, he'd never give up on finding him! Never.

While going back to tending his garden he smiled thinking about everything that had happened the past few months. Even if Al was never able to find him he could honestly admit he was pleased with his life here in Hidden Springs and got kind of...choked up thinking about leaving.


*****The Past*****

It had been a joy and a relief to find out that Evelyn's Mom found a better paying job that had her off in the evenings to be with Evelyn and her baby brother. Sometimes Sam would invite Evelyn in for a little snack before she'd head back out on her paper route and the way she described everything, it sounded like their family was doing just fine and were more happier than ever without her father in their life.

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"Yup," Evelyn said, in between chews, "last my mom heard, he was getting married to some other lady."
"Oh Evelyn," Sam frowned while saying, "I am so sorry."
"Don't be! He obviously wasn't happy with us and neither were we with him. Now, we're all happy. It's good."
Sam smiled. It was good.

"Man, these cookies are delicious!" he exclaimed. "I surprise myself."

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Giggling, Evelyn responded, "They really are! You crack me up Sam!"

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It's time, Sam thought with a sigh as he dialed Liam O'Dourke's number. He asked Liam to meet him at one of the parks a little ways out of town.

It was a calm, sunny day. Not too hot, the perfect day to be outside and with the flowers blooming the beauty of it all was quite therapeutic for Sam.

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He basked in it until Liam showed up.

"What's up boss?" Liam asked as he approached Sam.
Smiling, Sam gave his buddy a quick hug and replied, "Oh...nothing much. How are you doing?"
"Well," Liam began as they stepped back from each other, "I was doing pretty well until you called and asked me to meet you here in this," he looked around, "inconspicuous part of town..."
"Oh!" Sam laughed. He understood what was troubling Liam, especially when he addressed him as "Boss." "Sorry! I didn't mean to freak you out."

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"You're not being disciplined or losing your job if that's what's worrying you," Sam continued.
Liam inadvertently held his hand to his heart. "Yeah...that was it."
"Relax," Sam said, patting his shoulder, "however...this does have to do with work. With me."
Liam looked upon him curiously.

"You know Science is my passion," Sam began, "it always has been. I never thought in my wildest dreams that I'd get to where I am today (Seriously!) thanks to Science, but...all the 'Mad Scientist' jokes I've been getting from everyone, the constant calls from other Scientists asking for my opinion on their breakthroughs, the leadership responsibilities..."

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"...I'm just...not finding Joy in it anymore Liam."

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Liam's brow furrowed. "What are you saying Sam?"
Sam took a step back with a sigh. "I'm not even sure what I'm saying..."

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Truthfully, he didn't. He was just about to give up his greatest passion...his biggest dream, but Science wasn't the same here like it was back where he came from. That justified being able to do what he was about to do.

"I guess what I'm saying is," he continued to Liam, "I can't do it anymore. It's no longer the right path for me."

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"So?" Liam urged.
"I'm quitting," Sam finally admitted. "Time to begin a new chapter in my life."
Liam didn't gape in surprise like Sam expected him to. Instead, he cracked a smile and said, "Well, if that's what you feel like you need to do then I support you."
Sam beamed in return.
"Besides I've seen the way your eyes have lit up, telling me all those stories of how you've helped people with your doctoring." He winked.
"It has been a pleasure," Sam said, "It's been much more fulfilling to me."
"Then that's what you should do!"

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Sam nodded in agreement. "Thank you for understanding Liam," he expressed, "You're a good friend and...I have one more thing I need to do before I go."
Liam raised an eyebrow at him.
"And that is to promote you to 'Mad Scientist' again," Sam said with a bright grin.
It was obvious that Liam wanted to jump for joy, but instead he composed himself and said, "That's awesome! Thank you Sam. I'll do my best to follow in your footsteps."

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"You don't have to," Sam assured him with a pat on the back. "Just be yourself. Lead the way like you did before. You were great at it and will continue to be!"

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Liam held his hand out to shake Sam's and held it tightly with the other. "Thank you again Sam. I wish you all the best in this next chapter of your life."
Sam nodded at him appreciatively.
"I still wanna hear those stories of yours alright?"
"Of course!"

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Sam wasn't about ready to jump into the medical career just yet. He had tons of money (they called it Simoleons here) saved up that would get him by for a few months. He decided to take a much needed break from working and focus on creating the garden he always wanted. It was really starting to flourish.

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Plus with the pay he was getting from the Vanderburg's for being their personal Physician (Catarina's baby was due any day now!) and the little bit that Emma Simself was paying him for Piano lessons he was doing pretty well for himself without actually having a 9 to 5 job.

Emma Simself. She sure was a joy to be around. A girl who wasn't afraid to be herself and there was never a dull moment with her. Their friendship continued to grow, especially now that they were doing duets together at public events. Not on the piano, but with their voices.

One day while they were practicing together...

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Emma took in a deep breath after finishing that last note and turned to look at Sam, whose face expression hadn't changed.
"Is that seriously how your face looks when you hit that note?" she asked him with a chuckle.
"I guess so," Sam replied in a mumble, freezing his face expression to be amusing.
Emma laughed out loud.

****

"And if we are," Sam sang, then trailed off, "oh shoot...what's the next word?"

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"Enduring," Emma replied, trying hard not to laugh.
"Oh right! And if we are enduring to the end..."

****

"Man," Sam whispered as they concluded the song. "That was beautiful Emma! I've missed doing this."

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"I have too Sam. It's been way too long since I've sang as well..."

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"DR. BECKETT!" came the cry on the phone, "Her Highness Catarina is going into labor. We need you here NOW!"
"On my way!" Sam declared, but FIRST he had to make a call to the Hospital while he was on his way over.

****

Catarina sat up on her bed, doing the typical labor breathing techniques with Sam by her side. Her water had just broken moments earlier. She'd given birth naturally twice before now, but this time around the pain she was experiencing was more pains of doubt. It was obvious to Sam why she asked Renauld to leave the room. The poor man sadly slouched on his way out.

"I can't...do this!" Catarina expressed breathlessly to Sam, "It's not...Renauld's baby. I've betrayed him! He'll...find out the truth...eventually." She cried out in pain as another contraction came on.
Sam gently hushed her and said, "Now's not the time to--"
"NO!" Catarina yelled, "I wanna talk about this NOW!"
Sam's eyes widened, complying with her wish.
Once the contraction subsided, it wouldn't be long until the next one would come so Catarina had to talk fast. "Sam," she addressed, "what would you do if you were me?"
"Tell the truth," he didn't hesitate to answer since that's what he wanted to say earlier.
"And risk him leaving me!? Cause another rift in the family? No way!" The next contraction came much earlier than expected. She winced, trying to hold back from screaming in agony.
Sam realized that this was the moment that Catarina needed HIM to reassure her. Gently placing his hand on her back he said, "Catarina you are one of the strongest women I have ever met! You CAN do this! You once told me that you felt this baby would bring your family back together...mend the rift."

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Catarina huffed as she continued to listen.
"How can that happen if it doesn't start with honesty? Show your husband and your son and estranged daughter that you are willing to admit your mistakes and accept the consequences. Show them that you have a heart...that you are in need of THEIR forgiveness now. Break out of this royal, self-absorbed shell you've got going on..."
Catarina shot a fiery, insulted look at him, but it didn't last long because she knew he was right.
"...and do what you know you need to do to save your family."
Their eyes locked for a few moments, as various emotions passed between them.

Then Catarina cried out in more misery than before. "Oh GOSH I think the baby is coming!"
Sam darted towards the end of the bed where Catarina's legs were spread open and said in his mind, Oh boy...I'm gonna deliver a baby! "The head is crowning," he informed Catarina, getting himself into position. "I'm gonna need you to start pushing now."

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The pushing went on for several minutes and there was difficulty getting the baby's shoulders to come out. The child's face was turning more blue and Sam could sense it was in distress. He was going to ask Catarina to give one more big push before he called in the EMT's that he summoned earlier, waiting outside the bedroom door.
"One more BIG push Catarina!" He urged her.
"Oh GOSH Sam I can't! I can't!"
"Yes you can! Put all your energy into it. GO!"
The scream was louder and more blood-curdling than Sam had ever before heard.

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And just like that, the shoulders came through and the baby slid right out. Catarina fell back onto the bed, breathing deeply in relief as Sam cut the umbilical cord.
"It's a girl," he told her with a smile. He remembered the importance of bringing the baby right up to the mom's chest in this moment and he did so.
Catarina looked upon her new daughter with a love in her eyes that Sam had never seen in them before. As he watched her tenderly kiss her baby he knew, and could feel, that Catarina certainly DID have a heart and would do the right thing for her family.
"She's so beautiful," she whispered to Sam, looking up at him.
"That she is," Sam agreed. Then he headed for the door and opened it.
"Where are you going?"

When the two EMT's came in, Catarina held her baby closer to her chest. "Why are they here?" she asked Sam in displeasure.
"Relax," Sam soothed, coming to her. "They're here to help me look the baby over and make sure everything is ok."
Catarina hesitated for a moment, but then held her child out to Sam. As he took the baby over to the EMT's, she wanted to chide him for involving people from the Hospital against her wishes, but...knowing Sam...she knew he did it for safety reasons and if something had gone terribly wrong, especially with Sam lacking Obstetrician experience...she shuddered to think. His decision to be prepared, she was eternally grateful for. Somehow or other she would repay the debt.

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To be continued...

As days go by
Continued...

Meanwhile...back on Earth.

Al Calavicci did his best to explain the situation to one of the Project's top observers.

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"This isn't easy for me to tell you," he began, "but in conclusion, Ziggy feels that something unexplained happened during Sam's leap when he finished talking with Beth (Al's wife) that sent him into another galaxy...another world."
The woman's eyes widened in disbelief.
"You know that if a super computer such as Ziggy can't explain something," Al continued, "then the only logical explanation is...God sent Sam to this other world for a purpose only known to Him."
"God?" the woman asked faltering, "He wouldn't do this to me!"
Al looked down, unable to meet the stare of her watery eyes, but...she had to know the truth. "I'm so sorry," he said with a choke, "but...Ziggy also said there is a 98% chance he," he had to meet her gaze with this one, "Sam...won't return home. It's not...possible."
The woman buried her face in one hand, hiding the tears.
Al went to place a hand on her shoulder, but she stepped back. He tried to help the situation by adding, "However, on the bright side, Ziggy has found a way for me to reach him. Maybe I could--"
"That's GREAT Al!" The woman said sarcastically and turned for the stairs.

"Hey!" Al called after her.
She stopped at the foot of the stairs.

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"This is the hardest thing I've ever had to do in my life...telling you this," Al declared with great emotion. "And I've been to H*** and back!"
The woman covered her face again.
"I am truly, truly sorry D--"
"I know," she interrupted once again, "Thank you Al." She met his gaze with tears streaming down her cheeks. "Thank you for everything." And with that, she left the room.

(This song is appropriate in this moment... :cry: )


*******Present Day: Hidden Springs********

Sam continued to muse about the past while tending to his garden.

******The Past******

There was one place in town everyone raved about: The Crystal Solarium Rejuvenating Waters. In fact, many people moved to Hidden Springs just for it's professed healing powers. Sam didn't believe it one bit. It's wasn't Scientifically possible was his belief, but only possible through an act of God. Still, his curiosity got the best of him so one day he decided to visit the place. There was an indoor and outdoor pool, he chose the one indoors. There was a giant skylight above it. Very nice, he thought.

When he jumped into the water it was chilly to the touch, naturally, but even after several minutes of swimming around in it, he didn't feel any different. He had a headache before coming and didn't take anything for it to see if the waters really would heal him of it. Of course not. "Hey!" he heard a voice in the water address from behind him.

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Sam swerved to the side to see the man in the black cap, of course NOT wearing the cap, Craven Lestat, coming towards him. "Word on the street," Craven addressed, "is that you are a Genius."
Sam's eyebrows raised. "Is that so?"
"Very much so," Craven responded and paused for a moment. "I am curious though...can a Genius be a Genius at holding his breath under water for a LONG period of time?"
Sam wasn't sure what he was getting at here. "Well," he started, "that depends on how long. You see with human physiology--"
"I challenge you to a "Holding Breath" Contest. You up for it?"
Cracking a smile Sam replied, "You're on!"
A few onlookers in the pool and out watched as the two immersed themselves in the water.

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(Oh gosh, look at Sam's sexy wet hair appearance! :love: *clears throat* Ok moving on...)

Craven and Sam were down there for so long that some people began to worry. One even started to get out of the water to call 911. But she turned from the pool stair upon hearing water shooting up. Craven was afloat again, gasping for air.

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"Is he alright!?" the woman cried out to Craven, in regards to Sam.
"Of course he is!" Craven said annoyingly. "The Bugger!" He fixed his eyes on Sam until he came back up...ten more seconds later.
Upon seeing Craven already up from below, Sam lifted a fist in the air and cried, "Woo Hoo!"

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Craven dealt with it like a good sport. He patted Sam's back. "I guess Genius's really are the best at everything."
"Nah," Sam countered, patting his back in return. "You did great. Better than most."

For fun an onlooker challenged Sam to the same game, while Craven challenged someone else.

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Unfortunately the onlooker lost to Sam as well. Gosh, I haven't had this much fun since I was a kid! Sam thought. He decided to leave the small, indoor pool and try out the larger one outside, to see if IT had any better healing "powers," but all that breath holding took a lot out of him. he rested on a lounge chair and ended up falling asleep.

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(Oh my gosh he looks SO adorable here! :kissing_heart: )

When he woke, his headache was still present and more throbbing than before. Yeah, these 'healing waters' are a joke...
Then again...what if all that breath holding was the problem?

******************

It was one of the most magical moments, next to seeing a Unicorn, when Sam discovered the fabled Fountain of Youth. It was as if everything that wasn't real on Earth was real here and it was fantastic!

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As he took a generous sip of the crystal clear water, it was cold and refreshing and...tasted better than any bottled water he ever drank! It was strange, but he could feel the coolness swimming through his veins. The color of his skin seemed a tad bit lighter and he could've sworn a couple of moles disappeared from his arms. Did he really just become a few days younger!?

******************

The follow up visit with Catarina and her new daughter, named Rebecca, resulted in mom and baby doing just fine. Sam was thankful.

"Oh Sam," Catarina called out to him as he was preparing to leave. "There's something I wish to ask of you."
Sam hesitated to turn and face her, she just had that tone in her voice. Oh boy...

****

Sam felt like a teenage boy again while driving to the "meet up" location...and not in a good way! Catarina had insisted that Sam get to know her previously estranged daughter Francisca and...take her out to dinner. She called it her "gift" in return for his excellent care while she was in labor. Sam rolled his eyes as he gripped the steering wheel harder. It was obvious that Catarina was trying to hook him up with her very single daughter since he was very single himself. He didn't care for blind dates, but at least he could somewhat remember what Francisca looked like from the pictures he'd seen around the mansion. Catarina informed him that Francisca would be expecting him to arrive and "to please not to let her down." As he arrived at the park and put the car in gear, he glanced out to see a woman playing guitar and many people watching her. Oh boy... he thought, here goes nothing.

While approaching the crowd he began to feel embarrassed as he scoped out the ladies. None of them looked like Francisca. How am I EVER going to figure out which one is her!? Then his eyes fixed upon the guitar player. The woman had short, black crimped hair and wore glasses. Sam remembered Francisca wearing glasses in the pictures...could this be her? He inched closer, thankful to the Lord that she was playing guitar so it wouldn't look ridiculous with him studying her.

The woman, noticed him from the corner of her eye. "Sam Beckett," she addressed.
Sam froze on the spot.
"Come. Play with me."
Interesting that his Bass just happened to be in the trunk of his car. "Alright," he responded, turning around to go get it. It's gotta be her!
When he returned he discovered that she was quite the guitar player. They jammed for a good ten minutes.

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The crowd dispersed, leaving the park and soon it was just him and...Francisca? As she put her guitar away in the case, Sam propped his Bass up against one of the picnic tables. The awkward silence was very disconcerting. As the woman stood up and turned to face him, her facial features were very much like Catarina's. She held out her hand. "Pleased to finally meet you Sam Beckett," she said, "you're a very talented musician."

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Sam shook her hand and returned the compliment. "And you are as well...Francisca?"
She chuckled. "Yes, it's me," she replied. "I'm so sorry my mother put you up to this."

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Hearing that made Sam feel a bit more comfortable. "Oh it's," he started, "not a problem." He wasn't sure what else to say.
"I'm used to her setting me up with men," Francisca said, "she's been doing it since I was a teenager. All she cares about is marrying me and my brother off so we can give her grandchildren to further carry on the Vanderburg name. That pressure is the reason why I left so many years ago."
Sam pursed his lips and thought, Ok...then.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to make you feel awkward there!" Her cheeks turned bright red as she scratched at the back of her head.
"It's alright," Sam assured, "Your mother can be a very," he paused, trying to find the right word, "persistent woman."
"Yes!"
The two chuckled.

"Well," Sam said, clasping his hands together and rocking on his heels. "I guess we should just humor her for a little bit and...head out to dinner?"
"Of course," Francisca said with a smile. Her smile was quite captivating. It added more beauty to her face.
"Shall we?" Sam asked, holding out his arm for her to take. "Where would you like to go?"
"The Diner if that's alright?" she answered as they headed towards Sam's car.
"Perfect! I love it there."

They carried on a pleasant conversation during the drive over...

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...and got to know each other better at dinner. They were having such an enjoyable time that Sam invited her over to his place for a movie. It wasn't long until he realized that wasn't the best idea, even when Francisca wasn't making any advances.

When the movie ended, they started saying goodbye near the door when Francisca said, "I had such an enjoyable time with you tonight Sam." Then she chuckled, "you're honestly the best man my mother has ever set me up with."
Sam blushed. He was flattered, but for some reason felt uneasy. Perhaps it was the thought of being a part of the Vanderburg family if the two of them were meant to be. Doubtful. He composed himself and said, "I had an enjoyable time with you too Francisca."
the eldest Vanderburg child was no dummy. "I was going to suggest we do it again, but," she stopped, studying Sam's face, "I sense the thought makes you feel uncomfortable?"
"No!"
"It's ok, really. I understand." She let out a breath. "Perhaps we should see each other as friends? Very casually?"
"Yeeeah," Sam said, looking away. "Friends would be best."

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(He's looking at me like, Thank you for that Goddess of the Sim World! :lol: )

******************

It was the night of their grand performance at the theater and Emma called Sam just as he was about to jump into the shower.

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"Oh my gosh Sam! I'm SO nervous!" Emma cried. "I dunno if I can do this!"
"You'll do just fine," Sam assured. "Really. Once you step out onto that stage and the spotlight's on you and the audience is smiling, you'll feel like you can take on the world!"

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"I know!" Emma agreed, "I've had that feeling before, but...it's been SO long!"
"Relax...you won't be alone. I'll be there with you."

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Emma sighed in relief. "I know...I'm so thankful for that."
"We're going to be great!"
"Yes! Thanks Sam."

****

And great they were! The audience gave them a standing ovation and even asked for an encore! In that moment Sam and Emma stared at each other dumbfoundedly and decided to just wing it. It was a thrill!

After the performance the two decided to celebrate over at Lars' Disco Tech. The place was hoppin'!

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When Emma excused herself to go to the restroom, Sam rocked out on his own in the middle of the dance floor when his eyes happened upon a stunningly beautiful woman.

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Sam never remembered seeing her before! Was she new in town? She had to be. He couldn't figure out why he was so taken by her...maybe it was the way her hips swayed to the music, or the smile she shot towards him. Either way, he was drawn to her. He found his body moving itself in her direction, somewhat out of his control.

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Their faces were incredibly close as he stopped and they gazed into each others eyes for a moment that felt like eternity.
"Hey," Sam finally greeted.
"Hi," the woman said.
He held out his hand, not taking his eyes off her. "Sam Beckett."

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She shook his hand in return. "Donna Ellsworth."
Donna. What a beautiful name!
Donna chuckled at his continued staring. "Would you like to dance?" she asked him.
Still fixed upon her Sam answered, "Absolutely!"
It wasn't long before they were swaying and dancing to and fro with the music.

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Gosh! Sam cried out in his mind. Why can't I just take my eyes off her!? She's so incredibly BEAUTIFUL! Like...I know her from somewhere, but...how could I? We've only just met.

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Donna......

It was at this moment that Emma returned to the dance floor looking for Sam. When she found him dancing with that woman, her face fell and she decided to leave.

Donna couldn't help but notice Emma's abrupt departure. "Isn't that your date that just went out the door?" she asked Sam.
Getting kicked out of his thoughts Sam squeezed his eyes shut and then looked toward the front doors. "Oh...she's not my date," he said, "we're just friends." He had every intention of running after Emma, but he turned to Donna again and said, "I'd love to get together sometime. What's your number? You can just tell me, I have photographic memory."
Blushing, Donna replied, "555-867-1234."
Sam repeated it in a whisper and said, "Great! Thanks!" As he ran to catch Emma, he had to take one last look at the mesmerizing woman before exiting.

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********Present Day*********

With his garden all tended to, Sam dusted the dark dirt off his pants and planned to give Donna a call that evening and ask her out. It had been long enough since his last serious relationship...perhaps his longing to see Donna again was a sign from God that she was meant to be the woman for him.

The gardening left him feeling exhausted so he decided to take a little power nap on the bench in the foyer.

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In a matter of minutes he began falling into a deep sleep. Then...waves of light from a strange energy source began to surround him.

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He heard a woman's voice call out to him. He recognized it as the mysterious woman's voice in his dreams previously!

Sam?



To be continued...



Sorry to leave you all hanging like that but it's super late again. ;)

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The Ultimate Reveal

Sam? The woman’s voice asked again.
Yes? Sam answered within the dream. Who are you?
Oh Sam! I can actually HEAR your voice! She sniffed. Oh it’s been SO long!
Who ARE you!?
You still don’t remember? There was a rustling sound. I don’t have much time before they find me or Ziggy tells them what I’m doing…
Ziggy? You’re from the Project? This isn’t a dream?
No…No honey it’s not! I’m speaking to you through a telepathy device. It’s a hard one to explain…
Then Sam heard more stirring and also what sounded like…an alarm, faintly going off in the background.
They’re coming for me! She panicked. Sam listen…Al’s coming to see you. I couldn’t send him to relay this message. I had to tell you myself and…to help you remember.
Remember?
Yes, Sam! It’s me…Donna.
Sam could feel his jaw drop. Donna!? he cried questionably. As in…
YES Sam! Donna Eleese! Your— she hesitated with a gulp.
My first love who left me at the altar…what are you doing over there?
No Sam! You remember me leaving you at the altar, but after one of your Leaps with my younger self you changed all that! You honestly DON’T remember that? Oh Sam…

Sam’s mind started running a million miles a minute, thinking this newfound information through. So, if I changed history than…you DIDN’T leave me at the altar?
No my love, Donna breathed in relief.
So you’re…he began, perspiration forming on his brow along with his heart thumping. My…wife! He gulped. You have been this WHOLE time!?
Since one of your very first leaps, yes, Donna replied.
Tears streamed down Sam’s cheeks, Oh Donna! My one true love! I didn’t know…I didn’t mean to put you through all this!? Why didn’t you–?”
*DOOR BURSTS OPEN*
Hey! What are you doing!? A man yelled at Donna.
Just give me a few more seconds Gushie ok!? Then she whispered, Sam, I have to go. I couldn’t say Goodbye knowing that’d you’d never remember me!
Goodbye!? Sam cried. What do you mean goodbye!?
The situation is grim Sam, Al will fill you in.
No! Donna don’t go!
Sam…No matter what happens, just remember that I want you to be HAPPY ok! To move on. That’s all I want for you. It’s going to be alright!
What are you telling him!? Gushie cried. Oh you didn’t— NO! Harsh footsteps sounded.
I’ll be ok Sam! Donna promised, then there were sounds of a struggle. Let GO of me!!! Her voice faded as she sobbed, Sam I love you! I LOVE YOU!
I, Sam choked, I love you too!
Now there was a deathly silence.
DONNA!?

Head throbbing with pain, mostly a result from the currant of emotions, but also from the telepathy, Sam shot up from the bench hyperventilating. The tears wouldn’t stop falling, his heart wouldn’t stop pounding, everything in sight became blurry. His stomach churned at this new knowledge of his past and everything started coming back up. He made it to the bathroom just in time.

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When it was over, he fell onto the cold, tile floor, on his back, and continued to sob uncontrollably. "My Donna!" he cried. "Why? WHY!?" The question was obviously directed at God. He swiveled himself over into the fetal position, feeling like his whole world was tumbling down upon him. "AL!" he shouted this time, "I need you Al!" He rocked himself, trying to calm his nerves. "Al..." but he had no more strength to speak. The tears subsided and his breathing slowed as he passed out.

******************

“There is no such thing as a failed experiment, only experiments with unexpected outcomes.”
– Richard Buckminster Fuller

I am predicting a 95.5% chance of severe emotional distress after Donna's revelation, Ziggy informed Al in the Imaging Chamber.
Rolling his eyes because of the sheer obviousness of that statement, Al said, "Thank you Ziggy. We don't have time for anymore tests." He stepped away from the controls and, with the handlink in hand, stood in the middle of the room and ordered, "Center me on Sam's position NOW!"

Waves of light circled around Al as the image of himself began to teleport into the unknown...

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Al felt like he had been put under anesthesia. His eyes were closed, but he could hear a plethora of sounds and felt disoriented. In what seemed like a single minute, his eyes opened as the waves of light disappeared. Noticing for a moment that somehow his wardrobe had changed, he forgot it completely when he gaped at the scenery around him. "Oh...my...G**," he said breathlessly.

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"Is this really the place?" he asked no one. The sky, trees, grass, bushes and flowers were bright in color, free of imperfections and extremely beautiful, but something was...odd about it. "I appears very...cartoony. Or like I've stepped into a video game. It's...fascinating."

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There was just one problem though: Where was Sam? He was supposed to appear right BY him! The thought hit Al like a ton of bricks and for a moment he felt horrible for gawking at the sights and forgetting about his dear friend in his time of need. Immediately he pulled out the Handlink to try and get some answers from Ziggy.

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It seemed he had to punch the darn thing a little harder to reach Ziggy being in this world. For all they knew, he was light years away from Earth. Transmission would be A LOT more difficult! Ziggy confirmed that Al was in Sam's location, but...due to some "kinks" he ended up no where near him. "Oh boy...," Al found himself saying. "I guess I better start looking."

While he searched, Al was still in awestruck over the perfectly lush scenery of the world.

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It felt pretty hot too...Must be Summer time, he thought. He was beginning to regret wearing a suit.

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The problems didn't end there. Al suddenly began to feel queasy. As he stretched forth his hand to rub his forehead he noticed it...blinking!? His appearance seemed to be fading. "What?" he cried, "This can't be right!"

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Could this have been due to Sam's current emotional distress? Distorting the link Al had with his mind, that's why he didn't show up anywhere near Sam? Al was sure of it. But one thing he was also sure of, he needed to get out of the place quick!

Immediately he sent a message to Ziggy, punched it real good beforehand. Get me the H*** out of here!

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His appearance blinked more rapidly now, causing Al to slump forward dizzily.

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In the nick of time, Ziggy tracked down Al's location and he was surrounded by light waves again.

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It took a bit of effort from the others in the Control Room to cut the current link from Al to Sam and once they did, Gushie, one of the top Scientists on the project, booked it to the Imaging Chamber. Upon entering he saw the light waves disappear and watched as Al's body fell lifelessly to the floor.

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To be continued...

The Unbearable Truth

A thin ray of sunlight shone through one of the bathroom windows, resting upon Sam's forehead, enough to get his eyes open. All afternoon and evening of the previous day he lay passed out on the floor, lost in dark abyss of his true reality.

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Upon waking, he found himself breathing heavily again all the while STILL asking, "Al? Al? I really need you Al! Please...can you hear me?"
Al didn't come. That made things all the more hopeless.
Eyes squinting from the ray of light, Sam struggled to lift himself up hissing a bit from the aches anyone would experience sleeping on a hard, tile floor. He held his legs up to his chest, arms wrapped around them. He knew he needed to pick himself up from the floor...pick himself up and out of the dark pit he's been thrown in, but immediately thoughts and memories of Donna returned and he buried his face in his knees and sobbed.

Oh Donna! I'm SO sorry! If only I could tell you that. I'm sorry about everything... I never meant to..., he shuddered at the thought and cried harder. Forgive me Donna! I love you!

Now his tailbone ached and he was reminded of how he really needed to pick himself up! Using the toilet as a boost, he pulled himself up and tried to steady his wobbling legs. He managed to get that under control, but the sudden onset of remorse and anger, he could not. With tightened fists and teeth clenched, his blood came to a rapid boil. Throwing his arms out and shouting up towards the Heavens he cried, "WHY GOD WHY!? After EVERYTHING I've done for You...WHY!?"

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"I've done everything you've ever asked of me and this is how you repay me!? How you repay my WIFE!? How could you DO this to us!?"

He lowered his head dejectedly. Never feeling so crestfallen in all his life, so betrayed. He knew God worked in mysterious ways but this final outcome for him and Donna was just awful! Unfair! A knife in the back.

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An act of a careless God, whom he was foolish enough to put so much faith in but...after wiping his hand across his face to remove the tears...he knew God wasn't careless. After all he witnessed in his life, especially during these leaps, he KNEW that! Without a shadow of a doubt. God is ever loving, seer of all the cosmos. There's always a reason why things happen...he just wasn't sure he'd ever figure this one out and quite frankly he didn't want to!

Letting his feelings of sadness and betrayal take over again, he shook his head in disappointment at his God and spun on his heel while exiting the bathroom.

*****************

Meanwhile back on Earth...

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Al wasn't sure if this moment he was in was reality or a dream, but either way he was talking to himself. Mostly about his concern for Sam.

Poor kid. Coming to the realization that his marriage he never knew about for the past seven years is over... This is going to be hard for him to accept.

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What can I say to help him get through it?

"Al?"
Hearing the greeting, the moment of talking to himself disappeared as Al slowly opened his eyes. He was in his bedroom, back home. How did I--?
"Oh good, you're awake," the voice said. Al immediately recognized it as Gushie. "I gotta tell ya, when I saw you lying on the floor in the Imaging Chamber I about had a heart attack!"
Al rubbed at his forehead, trying to remember what Gushie was referring to.
"You gave us all a scare there," Gushie continued, "but thankfully the doc on site informed us that you weren't dead and had you transported back home until you became conscious again."
Remembering, Al began to sit up.

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"Take it easy," Gushie encouraged.
But Al waved the suggestion off. "Did you figure out what distorted the link?" he asked Gushie, swinging his legs over to the side of the bed and rubbing his temples this time.
"We feel the reason is the same as when Sam received the Shock Therapy. He was simply too mentally unstable for the link to be maintained." Gushie's eyes lowered in pity as he added, "Poor Sam. I can't believe Donna did that..."
Al's head shot up suddenly as the events of the past 24 hours all came flooding back. "Oh God SAM!" he cried, "He needs my help to get him out of this!

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(Yes, my photo editing s"u"c"k"s, but he needed a different look on his face for this scene!)

Gushie quick! We have to get back to the Project immediately!"
"Uh, I dunno if that's a good idea--"
"WE'RE GOING!"

*****************

The past two days had been a drag, almost literally. Sam had to drag his b"u"t"t" out of bed each morning to get his responsibilities done, dragging his feet while doing so. He just couldn't get the feelings of remorse to go away. Neither his anger. He wanted to pray that Al would reach him immediately (they obviously know what Donna did!) but he wasn't speaking to God right now.

His wall phone rang, interrupting his thoughts and he reluctantly answered it. It was Emma.

"Hey Sam," she greeted. "Umm...are we still doing piano lessons today? I knocked on your door and there was no answer."
I don't remember a knock...Sam thought. He wiped his hand across his face and figured he must've not heard it in this deep pit of depression he was in.
"Sorry Emma," he answered, "Today just isn't a good day for me. I'm not feeling the greatest."
"Oh...I'm sorry."
"No it's ok...umm," he scratched his head trying to think of what to do. He couldn't seem to plan out the future right now. "I'll let you know when I'm feeling better and we'll start lessons again ok?"
Sam could feel Emma was taken aback. "Umm...ok," she said. "Are you alright? Do you need anything?"
Her questions made him feel all the more overwhelmed. "No thank you," he replied at a rapid rate, "I'm fine. Thanks Emma. Talk to you later." Then he hung up. Oh boy... he thought, staring at the wall in regret. I bet that hurt her feelings. Oh gosh...

As he continued to wallow in his grief, he heard a familiar sound suddenly appear from behind him.

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Sam froze. His first thought was that it wasn't that familiar sound he knew. He was hearing things in his distress, he was sure of it! But...that didn't stop him from saying, "Al?"

He slowly turned around.

When he saw the figure standing before him, clear as day, his eyes lit up as the corners of his mouth turned up, creating an enormous smile!
"AL!" he cried.

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To be continued...
:)

The Unbearable Truth
Continued...


Without a moments hesitation Sam leaped (hee hee) into his best friend's arms, but nearly fell to the floor doing so. It quickly became apparent he was hugging himself. He knew why, but he simply didn't care. "Oh Al! I've missed you!"

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"Sam!" Al "hugged" in return, "Thank God you're alright!" There was a bit of an awkward silence between the two as Al said, "You do realize you're hugging thin air right?"

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However, Sam stayed put. "I know Al," he answered, with a chuckle, "thanks for noticing." Oh what a joyous occasion! Oh how it lifted his spirits!

But the feeling didn't last long, as Sam let go of himself and reality kicked back in. His frustration reappeared in a flash. He "slapped" Al's shoulder and asked, "Where the H*** have you been!?"
Taken aback by his friend's sudden change in attitude, Al responded curtly with, "Well EXCUSE ME for working my A** off for the past two years with the other guys on the Project to figure out a way to get to you!"
That hit Sam hard and rightly so, he thought. He had a million things he wanted to ask and tell Al, but he had no clue where to start. "Sorry Al," he began, squeezing his forehead with his fingers, "you wouldn't believe all that I've been through! This world... the people... Donna's...," he choked.
"I know," Al assured him. "I'm sure you have many questions, but first, let's get out of this kitchen I'm feeling claustrophobic!"

As the two stepped into the main living area, Al took a look around.
"Nice place you have here," he stated. "You seem to be doing pretty well for yourself." He stopped and turned toward Sam.
"I am," Sam remarked. "I've managed to get by well on my own." On my own is right. He just couldn't hold anything back any longer. "Al," he addressed, "What the H*** has been going on?"
Al took in a breath, trying to prepare himself. He let it out slowly while mumbling, "Well..."

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"Just OUT with it already Al!" Sam demanded.
"Woah," Al cried, stepping back, "just take it easy Sam. All will be--"
"No, I will NOT take it easy!"

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"WHY did you not tell me about Donna, Al!? It seems like the fact that I have a WIFE was pretty d*** important to know about after losing my memory!"

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"Yes, but...there's more to it--"
"So all this time I've been leaping around, getting involved with women thinking I was a single guy and instead I've become a man-who're who's been CHEATING on my wife back home!"

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"Sam you are NOT a man-who're! You didn't KNOW!!!"
"Aren't I? You remember how many women I kissed, fell in love with and--"
"Yes, Sam, I was there."
"Then WHY Al? Why didn't you tell me!?"

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Sighing, Al replied, "Because Donna forbade me to tell you Sam."
The look of confusion was quite evident. "Why!?"

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"Because she knew that if you'd known...you wouldn't have been able to do all you needed to do to leap home."

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Sam turned away, not wanting to accept that.
"She was willing to accept that you'd become intimate with other women, just so you could leap and get one step closer to being back in her arms," Al added.
Sam turned to face Al. "Oh well it doesn't look that's going to happen now is it Al?" he countered and turned his back toward him again. "It was all in vain."

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Al slumped his shoulders and lowered his head in great sorrow for his friend. He'd known all too well what it was like to lose a wife. HIS wife. The only wife out of the five he ever truly loved...and Sam was the one who brought them back together. Through his leaping. That was the ultimate wrong that he made right which resulted in him leaping into this other universe for a reason known only to God. He stepped forward, wishing he could place a comforting hand on Sam's shoulder. "Sam," he simply said, "you can't blame yourself for getting involved with all those women when you had no idea you were married."

Sam wiped the tears from his eyes and turned to Al again. "I'm not a cheater Al," he said.
"I know that," Al comforted, "and so does Donna. No one is accusing you of that. Donna set the rules, I complied and watched you do what you had to do."

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"I just wish you would've told me anyway..."
"I know...I wanted to so badly, but...I'm sorry." He paused. "But look...you've done a heck of a lot of GOOD out there Sam! A true servant of God! Your actions have been a blessing to SO many people...even myself."
Sam cracked a smile.
"You should feel good about that."
"I do Al...it's just," Sam stopped, unable to hold back the tears any longer, "Donna's waited for me for seven years! I can't imagine the h*** she's been through and...it's all my fault."

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"Well it hasn't quite been seven years. You DID get a chance to see her when our roles were reversed."

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"I did!?" Sam exclaimed.
"Oh!" Al chided himself. "I forgot that you don't remember that."
Sam rolled his eyes in annoyance.
"But never mind that! It's a story for later."

Silence ensued between the two for a few seconds to give themselves a chance to breathe. "I can't believe I just might never get back home Al..." Sam piped in. The thought was unbearable.

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"You hinted about that earlier," Al remarked, wondering what all Donna DID tell him, "What makes you think that's the case?"
"Donna told me Al. She said the situation was grim." He looked down sadly.
Oh boy...Al thought. All he could do was look away. I can't believe her. Talk about adding insult to injury!
"I just assumed...," Sam continued, but didn't feel the need to finish.

There was a big sigh. Al didn't want to add more heartbreak to Sam's plate, but...Sam did seem to have it figured out and he deserved to know the whole truth. It was better for him to feel all the pain and sorrow now, then to open up an old wound later.

"Well," Al began, "there's no easy way to tell you this Sam so, I'll just...come out and say it."

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Sam looked upon his friend with a straight face. Bracing himself for the worst.
"Your assumption is correct," Al admitted grimly, "And Ziggy's pretty much confirmed it. 98 percent." He h"a"t"e"d" the look that appeared on Sam's face. "It's just not... possible...to get you back home while you're in this different world." His voice choked, even struggling to hold back his own tears. "I am SO sorry Sam!"
Sam's mouth fell gradually. He just couldn't believe it. "C'mon Al," he begged, "that can't be so!"
"I wish it wasn't kid," he gulped, "but it is."

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"Why do you think Donna did what she did?"

Upon hearing that, Sam slowly stepped back...refusing to accept his new fate. With so many different emotions bombarding him, he didn't have the strength or motivation to talk about it any further. Al looked upon his friend with worry, wiping away a couple of tears that tried to escape his eyes, anxiously awaiting Sam's reply.

All Sam could manage to say was, "Al...I think I need to be alone now."
Al nodded, understanding. He stepped back and pulled out the handlink. "Ok kid. I'll be back to check on you later," he said. With the push of a few buttons he disappeared.

Sam was frozen like a statue. Void of all feeling with the reality of never making it back home sinking deep within him.

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A fitting video, giving you a look back at Sam's many leaps. <3

The Defining Moment

A week passed and Al visited Sam every single day. There was just one concern though...Sam never spoke a word to him. Day after day Al would address his best friend, offering comfort, nearly begging him to speak, but it was to no avail. It wasn't that Sam was angry with Al, on the contrary, he was just simply too depressed to speak. Al knew that. It worried him though and whenever he would find himself right back in the Imaging Chamber after visiting with Sam, he would utter a silent prayer to the great Healer of the universe that the next day...Sam would speak.

Two more days passed...still not a peep out of Sam. Al's visits had become shorter and shorter as a result. But I will NEVER give up on him, Al thought with determination, I'll visit him every day even if he never speaks again! Although he groaned in his heart that that would never be the case! Oh God why have you forsaken him? Al found himself asking all too often. If there was ever a time Sam needed a blessing...it was now.

The third day of the second week came and Al appeared to Sam the same time each morning like he always did. Sam stood near the back door of the house, overlooking his garden, just staring into nothingness. Al crept closer and asked, co'c'k'ing his head to the side trying to get Sam to look at him, "Sam? Are you alright?"

There was no response, but Sam did meet his gaze.
"You feel like talking today?"
Sam gave a light shrug. "You're stuck in the couch Al."
"Wha-?" Al began to ask, looking down. Sure enough it was true.

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"Huh," he said, "would you look at that. One of the joys of being a hologram," he grinned stepping forward a little to get out. Then it hit him. "Hey!" he cried. "You spoke! Thank God!"
"Yeah," Sam mumbled.
"It goes without saying kid, but I was worried about you," Al said, drawing in a puff of cigar smoke and blowing it out. "A lot!"

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"Sorry, I just...needed some time to process everything."

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Al nodded, understanding. Then he noticed Sam give him a distasteful look as he studied his friend from head to toe.
"Geez Al," he began, "It's been two years since we've last seen each other and you STILL haven't changed out your wardrobe?"

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"Hey!" Al countered, but quickly put a smile on his face. "Why would a man as sophisticated as myself want to change out looks that are so fitting for him?"

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"Fitting? C'mon Al, how you ever got women in the past wearing all that has been beyond me."
"Well, I happen to like my style thank you very much."
"How does Beth feel about it?"
Blowing out some more smoke, Al replied with a shrug, "Eh...she didn't like it at first, but she's getting used to it."

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Rolling his eyes Sam felt sorry for the poor woman, but he shrugged it off. There were a couple of important things he wanted to discuss with Al. However he couldn't help asking first, "So how's Donna?"
Al stood still for a moment, lowering his cigar as he thought about how to break even more sad news. "She's doing alright," he said, "she's left the Project though. It was just...too much for her."

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Sam nodded. That reality stung a little bit, but he honestly couldn't blame her. "So," he said, "The Project is still going on then?" He remembered the continued threats of de-funding.

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"Well," Al began with the cigar between his teeth now, "Four years after you left we began calling it Operation: Retrieval instead of Project Quantum Leap. It became a mission instead of a project which helped us get the continued funding so we could get you home."
Sam lowered his head. He didn't have to say what he was thinking. Al knew.
"But since that isn't a possibility anymore," Al sighed, removing the cigar, "Donna felt her work was done and...she left." He half shook his head in sympathy. "I'm sorry Sam."

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"It's ok Al," Sam said, while another reality hit him like a ton of bricks. "But that means you'll lose the funding and you won't be able to communicate with me anymore!" The thought freaked him out a bit, especially since he knew he would be staying in this world for the rest of his life.

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"Relax," Al calmed, gesturing with his hands. "What makes you think we told the government that little detail of you not coming home?" He winked.
A smile crept upon Sam's lips.
"Don't you worry about it kid...I'm taking care of it."

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He always did, with his connections from being a Navy Admiral and all. "Thanks Al," Sam said indebtedly.
Al let out a puff of smoke and half nodded.

"I was just hoping," Sam began again, looking down, "that I could talk with Donna again, you know," he looked up, "through that telepathy technology you all came up with." He cracked a smile. "That was pretty ingenious. Who invented that?"

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"Gushie," Al replied with his arms stretched out in surprise, "Can you believe that!?"
"Not really," he chuckled, but got serious again. "So...could I speak with her?"

Al had to choose his words carefully with this one, but it was necessary to let Sam know the truth about this newfound technology. "The telepathy is not exactly safe Sam, that's why we didn't use it very much."
Sam looked upon his friend questionably.
"According to Gushie and Ziggy, it tends to damage brain cells and could cause permanent brain damage with prolonged use."

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"That's a risk I'm willing to take," Sam declared, stepping forward.

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"Sam!" Al addressed firmly, causing Sam to stop in his tracks. "Donna didn't tell any of us where she went."

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The glimmer of hope in Sam's countenance fell upon hearing that.
"Why!?"
"Like I said before Sam, it was just too much for her to handle." Al placed his hands in his pockets and sighed. "Dr. Beeks has been informing me over the years about the effects your absence has been having upon Donna's mental health."
Sam looked away. He could only imagine.
"It's affecting her physical health as well," Al continued. "She just...can't do it anymore Sam."
Now Sam was fighting back tears. "But Al," he cried, "you said there was no way I could get home being in this world, but what if God," he paused, scolding himself for bringing Him up, "leaped me back to Earth? Then I'd be able to get home to her, right!? There'd still be a chance!?"

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Running a hand over his face, Al replied, "Possibly. But we were still trying to figure that out remember?"
"D****t!" Sam cried, turning away from Al. He felt so defeated.
"Sam...," Al addressed, but he stopped, giving his friend a few moments. When those moments passed Sam turned to face Al again, ready to continue the discussion.
"This is your destiny Sam," Al continued. "Leaping through time, putting right what’s gone wrong, has always been God’s plan for you.”

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"Please don't mention God Al, I'm still a little upset with Him."
“Well, stop it!” Al ordered sharply. “And get a hold of yourself. Where’s the Sam Beckett I know!? Telling me not to mention God…” He looked upon him with disgust and disappointment as Sam pursed his lips. “I know you feel betrayed, but you taught me that God does not betray. He simply does what is needed to carry out His grand plan which is always for our betterment whether we can see it or not! You know that!”

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He stopped to let that sink into Sam a bit. “We thought it was fate or time controlling all of this, but no…it was the work of a higher being. HE called you to make the world a better place whether it’s on Earth or here. I will not watch your faith falter over all this. You’re better than that Sam! Now buck up!”

There was a period of dead silence.

Sam knew Al was right, but he couldn't help shaking his head in disbelief muttering, "I just can't believe this is happening Al."
Al gulped. "I know, kid," he said calmly now, digging the tip of his shoe into the carpet. When he looked up, Sam continued to stand there with the most horribly crushed look upon his face.

Al didn't want to say it, but knew he needed to. "You can do this Sam," he started, "just like you always have."
There was a bit of silence again.
"Donna's moving on," Al continued, "it's time you do the same."

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With his hands clenched into fists and resting them on his hips, Sam looked down nodding in agreement among his whirlwind of emotions. The tears began streaming down his cheeks. He didn’t want to move on. He wanted to know RIGHT NOW what God’s continued plan was for him, but that was something he was just going to have to figure out, have faith in and…he couldn’t do it ignoring God anymore. He needed His help and guidance more than ever.

“You’ll be alright Sam,” Al assured, breaking Sam out of his thoughts. He wished he could pat his friends shoulder for comfort and reassurance.
Wiping at his nose, he responded, “I know Al and honestly though,” he paused, meeting his gaze, “I don’t even remember what it’s like to be with Donna. Isn’t that sad? I mean, faint memories are still there, deep within my heart, but… it’s been so long that…” he shook his head, unable to continue.

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Nodding understandably, the response Al gave him wasn’t at all what Sam expected. “Well kid,” the man with the cigar said, “that’s a start.”

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A helpful start in moving on.


To be continued...

Im loving it! So handsome :p

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.

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"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..."

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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."

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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..."

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"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.

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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!

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"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.

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"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."

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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.

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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."

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He also mentioned his encounters with the Evil Leapers. And even the Devil himself, in the form of Al.

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"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.

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"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...
:)

Fantastic chapter! :) I like Emma.