Oh boy! Are you in for a treat! (Lol! You know I had to... π )
Having been a Quantum Leap fan for some time now (and lover of the great and talented actor Scott Bakula ππ) I've decided to write a Sims 3 story continuing the adventures of Dr. Sam Beckett. π
****PLEASE NOTE THAT I HAVE MOVED THIS STORY OVER TO MY BLOG WITH REVISIONS AND HAVE MADE IT TONS BETTER! π**** That's where you'll want to go to enjoy it fully! Read it all HERE π
However, if you still wanna stick around here and read it...
**Since the migration of this thread to the brand new Sims 3 forums (July 2024) all the pictures to the story don't show up. π’ It will take me some time to remedy that and the goal is to have it all done before the end of the year! (If anyone is still reading it on here... ) Thank you for your patience - if it's not done - and do enjoy. π**
Alrighty everyone. :) The first part of this update has A LOT of dialogue in it, just to warn you BUT...it's important! Enjoy. :smiley:
Time Heals All Wounds Part 1
Sam never realized just how great he would feel after sharing his "secret" with Emma. It was more than a burden lifted off his shoulders...it was a breath of fresh air, a push to move forward with life like he needed to. Emma was more understanding and accepting of the situation than he ever thought anyone would be and that was a great comfort to him. When she left his home that day he assured her that he wouldn't forget about another one of their performances.
"Oh, there will be more?" Emma asked. "Of course!" Sam replied in surprise that she would ask such a thing. "We're a great duo, you and I." Emma blushed and turned her face away, trying to hide it. "Umm...I mean..." Sam said, stepping on his words and scratching his head, "We make a great singing duo." He smiled. "I know what you meant," Emma said with a smile in return.
When they said their parting goodbyes and Emma started toward her car, Sam called back, "Hey Emma." She stopped and turned. He couldn't have her leave without saying it. "You DO measure up to those other girls," he paused, "in some ways even more." A bright smile appeared on Emma's face and it made her look radiant to Sam. "Thanks Sam," she said, hiding her blushing again and walked at a faster pace back to her car. Sam chuckled lightly as he watched her and waved while she disappeared down the road.
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A few days later, Al appeared to Sam with some news from Ziggy.
"Alright," Sam said, taking in a breath and bracing himself for whatever Ziggy had to say, "Give it to me straight Al. I'm ready." Al gave him an odd look. "What am I your doctor?" he asked, with the cigar nearly falling out of his mouth. "You're not dying Sam!" He caught the cigar with his two fingers and looked down at the Handlink, pushing a few buttons.
"Ok..." Al began, "Ziggy has confirmed what we already know: Your entire being has leaped into another world, another galaxy." "Yes." "And she believes that you're here to do the same thing during your leaps on Earth: Put right what once went wrong." He chuckled. "I guess no one is smart enough here to time travel." Sam wasn't amused and just bit his bottom lip. "Interesting..." he began, "So, that means I might leap into other persons in this world." Lowering the Handlink, Al replied, "She's not 100% sure about that." Figures. "It's certainly a given." "But if I do leap into someone else Al...will I," he shuddered to think about it, "return back here? To Hidden Springs?" A frown came upon Al's face as he saw Sam's. "We don't really know Sam," he admitted, "that isn't what happened before...you just kept leaping into more and more people...until we found a way to bring you home," he paused, looking down, " and you know how that was going."
Placing his hands on his hips, trying to control his emotions, Sam expressed, "It would seem to me that showing up here, as myself...I've been given a whole new life. This place is my home. So...if I happen to leap into other people from different cities or in the past or whatever...I SHOULD be able to make it back here right?" Al's eyebrows raised as he c'oc'k'ed his head from side to side. That certainly made sense. "Cause I'm obviously not heading back to Earth, right!?" Al nodded in agreement. "Right!?" Sam asked again, but didn't wait for the reply, "I can't keep doing this Al...leaping away from the people I love...doomed to never see them again." He lowered his head sadly. He never thought he'd grow to love this place so much, or the people in it. "I pray God knows that. I've been here for almost three years...I can't--" "I know kid," Al said in a comforting tone, "we'll figure it out. I promise." Sam smiled in gratitude. Looking back at the lego-like item in his hand, Al changed the subject and informed Sam, "It took Ziggy forever to find any info on the history and people of this world however...she did manage to find out a big reason why you might've been sent here to Hidden Springs," Al said, reading the info on the Handlink now. Sam stepped closer to him to get a better look.
(Ok, this QL pic doesn't exactly fit in the scenario, but good golly we need a picture here! :lol: )
https://s20.postimg.cc/456sg2rm5/hottie_scott.jpg And Scott (Sam) looks hott in that attire! :love: *Cough* Ok, moving on....
The print was always so small on the Handlink that Sam could never make it out. He wondered how Al could, especially with those old eyes of his. Pushing a few more buttons, Al said, "You're here to stop a--," the link beeped so Al smacked it, "a Emmaline Rhoen from continuing her proclaimed 'all natural healing' medical practice." "Oh I already know about her," Sam informed Al, "glad to hear that my suspicions have been confirmed." "Apparently," Al continued, "TEN people have died as a result of her "care." Ziggy isn't sure if Emmaline is aware of that, but if she is," he looked up at Sam, "I'm guessing, with her still in practice, she might have threatened the victim's families to keep quiet." "Or...what?" Sam asked. Al shrugged. "I guess that's something you need to find out." Sam sighed, squeezing his forehead with his fingers. "Oh boy..." Al chuckled. "I miss hearing you say that." Sam just shook his head at the comment, but then something occurred to him. "Al," he started, the thought causing a worried feeling in the pit of his stomach, "If that's what I was sent here to do...then," he gulped, "I might leap when it's done." He faced Al now, the anxiety setting in. "Al, I can't! I've grown too attached--" he couldn't finish.
"I know Sam." "If only I'd known about that sooner...I wouldn't have gotten so close to so many people!" "But Sam you gotta stop that woman...because Ziggy says about thirty percent of the population visit her regularly." "Thirty!?" Sam cried in shock. "That can't be right!" "Well," Al shrugged, "Ziggy's numbers could be off. Like I said, it was difficult for her to get information on this side of the Universe. No matter what the numbers are Sam you HAVE to stop her! People's lives depend on it!" Sam stood up straight, like a soldier ready to accept his mission, though deep down he didn't really want to. "Ok...I'll do it."
Al held the cigar to his mouth, drew in a bit of smoke and blew it out while observing Sam. He wouldn't make eye contact with him and was clearly trying not to break down. Once again, he wished he could pat his friend's back for comfort. "I know this isn't easy for you Sam," he said. "No, Al...I really don't think you DO!" "Perhaps not." "You and Gushie and everyone else back at the Project just figure out a way to leap me back HERE if/when I happen to leap into someone else so I can live out the rest of my life in peace!" "Sam...I dunno if we really can. You know that it's ultimately up to God/fate/t--" "GOD/FATE/TIME/WHATEVER, Yeah, I get it Al!" Sam snapped, "but just figure out something ok!" Getting heated himself, Al said, "Well then, I suggest you do some research here as well and get back with us since you're the expert on this whole thing!" "Fine, I will!" "Fine!" "But first," Sam paused, heading for the front door, "I'm going to enjoy myself for the next few days. Take in what I can. The Summer Festival is almost over and I've been wanting to go check it out before the Fall."
Shaking his head, Al didn't push the Rhoen matter any further. He pushed a few buttons on the Handlink and disappeared.
To be continued.... :)
**I do hope all of that made sense...especially to those of you who aren't familiar with the show. I'm not sure how to figure out what's going to happen after Part 2, but....I know it will eventually come to me. ;)
Alrighty everyone. So...this is the update where I just decided to wing it... There are so many pictures and I have to figure out how to combine them all together (not to mention figuring out how I'm going to write the continuation of Sam's story) so here goes nothing: (It's a long one, you have been warned. :p But worth it. ;) )
Time Heals All Wounds Part 2
As Sam drove to the Summer Festival grounds he kept telling himself, I'll find a way to return back here to Hidden Springs if I leap. I will! I created Ziggy, I can sure as heck figure out how to do that!
There weren't as many people at the Festival grounds like he expected there would be. Which was fine for him because he really wanted to spend some time alone, take in the scenery and think things through without running into people he knew. He'd almost become acquainted with just about everyone in town now.
The first thing he noticed were some large and beautiful wildflowers growing. He decided to pick one and breathe in it's scent.
Ahhhh, Sam thought as he lowered the flower from his nose, Beautiful. This world is so very much like Earth...I know I could certainly be happy here. If that's what God wants...Oh God...you know the desires of my heart!
Next he saw a family of Butterflies, flying around in circles, all in one spot. That certainly didn't happen much on Earth and he loved that that's how it was here. As he stepped closer to them, one even landed on his nose. Wow!
He gently touched the butterfly with his index finger for a moment, feeling it's velvety wings and then it flew off. As he watched it sway gracefully to another side of the park he thought, addressing his maker, Please God. I love this place. I never thought I'd say it but I do. Earth is in the past, now I am here. Please...please...if You must leap me to do Your work...I beg of You to send me back here! The plea caused his eyes to water up and he had to stop praying, stop thinking about it or someone would see his emotions and ask questions. He also wouldn't be able to enjoy the Festival like he wanted. Ok...moving on. What? Is that...a suntanning booth? No way!
Sure enough it was. Sam never tried one out before, but he figured now was as good a time as any. In he stepped...
Keeping his eyes closed the whole time, there was a bit of spraying in the front and back and the door opened in a jiffy. When Sam stepped out, he examined his skin and it was glowing!
https://s20.postimg.cc/3vmpctcul/SB_festival_fun_6.jpg Wow! Very nice!
Growing up on a farm he'd always managed to get that good ole' farmers tan, but it never looked as good as this. "Hey Sam!" he heard a deep voice address him.
It was Hector Mendoza, a local he'd met a few times. He asked Sam if he'd like to join him in kicking the soccer ball at the goal and see who'd score the most points. Sam was delighted to. "You're on!" he said.
At Hector's request, Sam went first. He looked down at the ball and thought, Ok...it's been a while since I've kicked a soccer ball around. Let's see if I still got it. "I'm ready for ya Sam!" Hector called out.
Looking up to survey the area between him and the goal, Sam took in a breath and drew his leg back and kicked the ball with all his might. Hector flinched.
"Alright, I think it's your turn to kick now Hector," Sam finally said. They switched places and once Sam was in position, Hector began doing a little dance... "Hang on Sam," he said, "I gotta go to the bathroom!"
While Sam waited for Hector to get out of the bathroom, he decided to jump on the nearby trampoline. Now there was something he hadn't been on in forever! For a while, he felt like a kid again.
Once Hector returned the two continued their game and much to Sam's dismay he lost. It was fun though and gave him the chance to get to know Hector better. I hope that won't all be in vain...
With the heat from the Summer sun getting to him, Sam decided it was time for a snow cone. The machine had been calling to him for a while now. He waited patiently behind the person in front of him, but when he got a glance of the side of her face his mouth dropped. It was Donna!
Not his former wife Donna, but the Donna he met that night at Lars.
She left the machine without even noticing him, saying "excuse me" as she passed behind him toward the large fountain everyone sat around. Thoughts of the heat and the snow cone were gone from Sam's mind now, he followed her.
Donna was just about to sit down when she turned and saw Sam standing before her. "Sam!?" she asked in surprise. Her snow cone nearly falling to the ground. "Donna," Sam greeted in return. His cheeks started burning. "What a pleasant surprise," Donna said, as she placed her snow cone down on the sitting area of the fountain. "Indeed," Sam said, stepping a little closer to her. "You look...great." He couldn't help saying.
Donna combed her hair with her fingers, resting it behind her ear and blushed herself. "Thank you," she said then chuckled, "I guess you don't have a photographic memory after all?" It took Sam a second, but he remembered. He looked away chortling. "Oh well...uh...I DO have a photographic memory but," he took in a breath, "A lot of crazy stuff has been happening lately and...I haven't found the time to give you a call. I'm sorry." Placing a gentle hand on his shoulder, Donna assured, "It's ok Sam. Really. I was just kidding with you." "I know," Sam smiled. The desire was burning within him and he decided it was time to take action. Who knows if he'd get the chance later. "Nonetheless," he began, "I would like to ask you out to dinner...does Friday night at the Bistro sound good?" Donna's cheeks became redder as her smile grew bigger. Sam loved it. "Yeah," she replied. "That would be wonderful."
Cheering a little on the inside, Sam nearly cried out, "Great! I'll pick you up at 7 then. Where do you live?"
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After a pleasant conversation with Donna, it started getting dark and the two said goodbye until their date just two days away. Sam was starving and ready to head home, when he noticed a familiar face coming near the fountain out of the corner of his eye. It was Edelaine. She was dressed a little funny. He called out to her.
"Sam?" Edelaine asked questionably as she approached him and him her. "What's up?" "Oh uh...nothing much. I just wanted to say Hi." Staring at him blankly, Edelaine said. "Oh. Ok. Well...hello back." She chuckled. "How have you been?" Sam hesitated to say, but he answered, "I've been doing ok." He looked her over for a second. "You look great." "Thanks." Her attire screamed at him. "So, what's with the getup?"
Looking down for a sec, Edelaine replied, "Oh...it's my new job." Then she looked back up at him. "I'm one of the dishwashers at the Diner." "Oh?" Sam inquired, holding her gaze. "You're not with the Paparazzi anymore?"
"No, I still am one it's just," she hesitated, "I sorta...messed up...and my boss wasn't happy about it. She cut my pay for it." Is that even legal? Sam thought, but then again this was a completely different world than he was used to. "I'm so sorry," he said sympathetically. "It's ok," Edelaine said, shaking it off. "I'm just doing what I got to do to survive." Sam completely understood.
For a moment the two just stood there, swaying for a bit in the awkward silence until Sam said, "Listen, Edelaine, I," he stopped, wondering just how to say it. Edelaine looked at him intently and said, "Yes?" Clearing his throat Sam began, "I just wanted to say that...I'm really sorry things didn't work out between us." It still pained his heart to mention it.
Edelaine frowned. "Me too," she admitted. "You're a wonderful person," Sam continued, "beautiful. I wish you all the best in your endeavors." Now her frown turned upside down. "Thank you Sam," she said, "You're too sweet." She opened her arms to him and they hugged.
"You're amazing Sam Beckett," she continued, "I wish you all the best too." When they let go she added, "Some girl out there will be lucky to have you for a companion." Her comment warmed his heart and he smiled.
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Even though Summer was nearing it's end, Sam saved up enough money to have a pool put in. He fully intended to enjoy the heck out of it the next day, but the temperature dropped and it hailed for most of the morning.
Sam wasn't a fan of hail...but witnessing it for the first time in this world, it looked beautiful to him.
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To pass the time he jammed out on his piano during the storm.
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And even cooked up a delicious lunch.
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When Friday evening arrived, Sam had an amazing time at dinner with Donna. They talked about everything and laughed about other stuff. Al happened to show up on the scene, asking Sam if he had confronted Emmaline Rhoen yet, but Sam shooed him away. When dinner was over, they made plans to see each other again. Sam was trying hard not to fall for this woman, but a big part of his being couldn't help it.
The following weekend Sam threw a pool party at his place and TONS more people arrived than he invited! Having visited the Summer Festival one last time earlier that day, Emma took notice of his face during the party. "Nice face painting you got there Sam," she said with a giggle. "Why thank you!"
The party was a blast and everyone had fun. Sam spent most of the time with Donna, getting to know her better and they even...held hands for a moment before they realized what they were doing and chuckled. They both felt it was a bit early in their relationship for that, but that didn't stop them from making more plans to see each other again. Sam kind of felt guilty for pursuing a relationship, especially if he might leap after taking care of Emmaline Rhoen, but his heart wouldn't stop fluttering around this woman. They had so much in common, they were clearly attracted to each other and he could feel himself falling. He kept saying to himself, One more day. Just one more day and I'll take care of Emmaline. However he was forgetting what they say, "There is no tomorrow."
Fall had come...and it came quick! Sam woke up to find his backyard looking like this...
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Lovely, he thought. He couldn't bother himself with raking the leaves today though. He had more important matters to attend to: Figuring out how to make it possible for him to leap back to Hidden Springs after "righting the wrong" in someone else's life. It took a whole day doing research and he still hadn't come up with anything. With his brain feeling racked he felt he better take a break and get outside to rake some of those leaves, even though the sun had already gone down.
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One evening, Sam was selling some of his homegrown fruits and veggies to the supermarket when he happened upon a local who always had him worried by her appearance. Her skin was a pale green and he noticed an older gentleman around town with the same color skin. He wondered if they might be related, perhaps it was a genetic thing that he didn't know about in this world? Either way, he felt it necessary to approach her and introduce himself.
Once they got acquainted, her name being Cassidy Earthsong, Sam asked, "I've noticed that your skin is a bit...green in color. Why is that?" Cassidy seemed taken aback. "Why do you ask?" "Well," Sam paused, growing nervous. He certainly didn't want to offend. "I'm a doctor and...I'm just concerned."
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"It's not just doctor's that are concerned," her friend Nicholas said from the bench. "I've been bugging her about it for a while now." Cassidy shot him a look that kept him quiet. Sam noticed. "I can assure you, doctor," Cassidy said, almost mockingly, "I'm feeling fine. It's just a result of my diet. I've been trying to eat more fresh produce like salad and such." "She's lying Sam!" Al's voice boomed from behind him. Sam didn't turn. He'd gotten used to not acknowledging Al when other people were around. It looked strange.
Al continued, "It's from some kind of pills she's taking from that Emmaline Quack lady!" Sam tried to listen to Al while acknowledging what Cassidy was saying at the same time. "A local here by the name of Louis Swete," Al went on, "passed away just yesterday from a similar 'treatment.'" Sam's eyes widened. "I'm telling you Sam, you gotta stop this woman!" Sweat began forming on Sam's brow as he heard the tail end of Cassidy's response, "So yeah, thank you for your concern, but I'm fine." "Oh my gosh!" Cassidy's other friend, Jessica Willow, cried from behind Sam. She had been reading the newspaper. "It says here that that old fart who hid out in the woods has finally died." Nicholas and Cassidy were surprised for a few seconds, but then started to giggle.
Sam however, did not giggle. He turned towards Al and looked him right in the eye. Al raised his eyebrows at him as if to say, "See! I told you." Sam looked down at the sidewalk and knew...He knew he couldn't put this thing off with Emmaline Rhoen any longer. It pained him to admit it and for the first time in a LONG time he felt...terrified.
I love QL! It always upset me that they left him hanging and didn't let him go home. And I love your Sam. He looks SO much like him! Looking forward to catching up on this.
Louis Swete's funeral was a sad one. Not just because the man had passed on, but because hardly anyone showed up. Sam figured it was because he hid himself up in his home, never getting out much to meet anyone. Sam sure didn't know him from Adam, but he attended his funeral anyway. He hoped that in so doing...he might find Emmaline Rhoen there. Obviously he couldn't approach and interrogate her at the funeral, but he figured a nice friendly chat with her about medicine might offer him some clues as to what she's been giving and doing to the sweet people of Hidden Springs.
To his great surprise, Emmaline was not there. Sam just stood there during the small service, chewing his bottom lip thinking, Why did she not come? Did she attend the other funerals of her patients? Hmm...nothing like making it obvious how guilty you are...
It was a very nice service and when it concluded, Sam had a chat with the Preacher. Apparently Emmaline had gone out of town and wouldn't be returning for another two weeks! Sam cursed under his breath. He just simply couldn't wait any longer to find out what this woman's been doing. He needed to stop her right away! If only I had listened to Al and taken care of it sooner, he thought, but... He had no choice but to wait. In the meantime he would try to get into the homes of her patients, inquire about Miss Rhoen's practice and maybe give them a second medical opinion, if they would allow it. He had to do something while she was gone!
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One good thing about Emmaline being gone for two weeks was it gave Sam more time to research and figure out a way to get himself to leap back to Hidden Springs...IF he leaped. Science and Quantum Physics were much different in this world than they were on Earth...
After a few hours Sam came to the realization that he, and neither anyone else on the Project, could possibly have any control over him leaping back...as much as he liked to believe that a genius like himself could figure it out. It just wasn't possible. The thought that he could even accomplish it surfaced during his last fight with Al. It was said out of anger, without any thought as to its probability. It was in the hands of God...not him. Not anyone. It was a tough realization to swallow. All he could do was pray again. He'd been praying more lately than he had in years!
While taking a break a thought came to him as he poured some coffee. What if I created some kind of a wrist band, that would disrupt the flow of time, preventing me from leaping into another person when God has already leaped me, and it sends me back here!? His eyebrows shot up at the thought as he continued pouring. It was definitely a start to a great idea! He whipped himself around, nearly spilling the scalding hot drink on himself and headed back to the guest room to begin researching the idea.
Testing it would be...well, impossible. He would just simply have to slap on his creation and test it if he leaped. Please God if this thought came from You...make it a success. Please. I'm happy to do the work You want me to, but I can't keep leaping away from the people I love anymore... He knew God always heard him, but...would He hear him in so great a circumstance such as this, especially when it would most likely go against HIS will? It was too hard to comprehend, he just had to keep researching.
For the rest of the afternoon and all through the night he researched, drew out a bunch of plans and intended to get with his friend and former co-worker Liam O'Dourke about obtaining the right materials required to create the "bracelet." Al even showed up on the scene to ask his friend how everything was going. Sam told him his idea and at first Al thought it was a bit far-fetched, but once the Physicist explained to him in great detail the purpose of the bracelet, in layman's terms thankfully, Al really began to feel Sam was on to something.
The sun shone through the guest room window sooner than Sam had expected. He glanced at his watch and there was no time for sleep. He sighed and pressed his fingers tightly on the bridge of his nose. Clearly he was fatigued, mentally and physically, but he couldn't miss his date to the Fall Festival grounds with Donna this morning.
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Fall was here! The smell of dry leaves, rainfall, toasted nuts and pumpkin pie filled the air. Sam loved that many things were still the same here as they were on Earth.
The reason Sam and Donna were meeting up so early for this date was because Donna's work schedule changed to the afternoons and into the evening so the morning was the only time she could spare for the two of them to be together. When she arrived, Sam's eyes lit up as he smiled brightly. He couldn't get over just how beautiful she is and sometimes he couldn't figure out whether he was so attracted to her because her name was Donna, or that she had such an angelic personality. Either way, he felt like one lucky man to have won her heart.
They stood before the haunted house, holding hands while debating on whether to enter it.
"I'm not the biggest fan of haunted houses," Donna admitted. "It'll be fun!" Sam stated. Donna hesitated while swinging their hands from side to side. "I dunno. I don't care to be scared. And what if something creepy jumps out at me and my hair and makeup gets all messed up before work?" Sam chuckled lightly at her comment as he stepped closer to her. "Don't worry, I'll protect you," he assured with a wink. "Besides, you'll still look great even if your hair and makeup get messed up." Blushing, Donna asked, "Will you help me fix them both if you fail to protect me?" She winked in return. "Of course."
The haunted house turned out to be not nearly as scary as either of them were expecting, much to Donna's relief. It was kid friendly. "Wow, that was fun!" Donna commented as they exited through the smoky back door.
What Donna suggested they do next came as quite a surprise to Sam, especially when earlier she was worried about her hair and makeup getting destroyed. She dared Sam to compete in an Apple Bobbing contest with her, claiming that she was an undefeated champion in her hometown. With a raised eyebrow Sam agreed and thought, Oh boy I gotta see this!
Sam wasn't usually the competitive type, but once Donna started fishing up apples one after the other he realized that she wasn't kidding before and he developed a newfound determination to win!
...but ultimately Donna won by a landslide. "I am impressed," Sam said to her when they finished. "I don't think I've EVER seen ANYONE bob for apples as great as you did just then!" Blushing again, Donna said, "It took A LOT of practice."
After a few moments of chatting about Donna's childhood and where she grew up, Sam excused himself to go use the bathroom. On his way over, he spotted a man in a suit; white top, black pants, red tie with a floral undershirt, studying one of the fake gravestones by the haunted house. "Al?" Sam addressed.
The man looked up and sure enough it was Al (his clothing being a dead give away). "Oh hey Sam." Pursing his lips and stepping closer, Sam asked in a whisper, "What are you doing here?" "Just checking out what kind of farewells they engrave on tombstones in this world." He held the cigar up to his mouth and rested it in his teeth. Quickly taking a look around, Sam leaned in closer and said a little more loudly, "Those are FAKE Al! Now why are you here?" Al shrugged. "What? I have to have a reason to show up now? I find it fascinating visiting and discovering this new world." "You're spying on me aren't you?" Sam asked in irritation. It wouldn't be the first time. "No!" Al responded, letting out a puff of smoke. Sam folded his arms and gave Al that traditional look that said he didn't believe him. Removing the cigar from his mouth, Al poked it toward the sky and said, "Ok...maybe a little." Sam dropped his arms to the sides in annoyance. "It sure looks like you're starting to get pretty serious with that babe over there--" "Don't call her that," Sam ordered in a gentlemanly fashion. He looked down and dug the tip of his shoe in the grass. "We're getting close yes, but...nothing serious yet." Al blew out another puff of smoke. "Well, while you're out hanging with her you're losing sight of Emmaline Rhoen." "I can't keep track of her right now anyway," Sam retorted, "she's out of town for two weeks." Al froze. "And...when were you going to tell me this?" "I didn't think I needed to because I figured you were trusting me to handle it!" Those words stung Al for a bit. "Please Al," Sam continued, "I got this. Just trust me and be patient." Al nodded. He decided to put off telling Sam about another green person he noticed at the Festival until later...
Even though Donna left to go to work hours ago, Sam stayed and enjoyed himself more at the Festival. He thought he really should've gone home to get some sleep, but somehow he caught a second wind.
Just to get a laugh out of Emma at their next piano lesson tomorrow, Sam got his face painted again.
The woman at the concession stand was Marcela Jimenez whom Sam was set up on a blind date with by the Matchmaker in town. It took him a moment to remember her, but once he did and asked her how she was doing and tried to make small talk, she just gave him the cold shoulder. It made Sam feel terrible. He never did call her again to hang out like he promised. He certainly meant to, but then all the craziness with his Donna from Earth and the possibility of leaping again started and...he simply forgot. When she handed him his plate of onion rings he wanted so badly to apologize, but the look on her face clearly stated that she wanted him gone. Sadly, he stepped over to one of the tables and sat down to eat.
Gosh, he thought, Marcela could've been watching me with Donna all morning. He lowered his head with his eyes closed and shook it. Is this the kind of man I've become? He'd never, ever intend to hurt another woman's feelings. He always said he'd be a one woman man and he certainly WOULD be! But why did he feel like the women all around him were thinking differently? It almost felt hopeless that he'd find his one true love.
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A few days later, Sam finally got most of the leaves in his yard raked up and created a nice, tall pile. Staring at it for a moment he just couldn't resist. He dove right into it!
The leaves didn't provide as much of a cushion as he expected. Landing hard on his bum he cried out, "Ouch! Ok that was a bad idea."
Childish moments like these seemed to put his mind at ease.
His blissful moment was interrupted by a phone call. He made a bet with himself that it was Catarina Vanderburg, but once he looked at the number...it was one that had never called him before. Curious, he answered it.
"Sam Beckett?" "Yes?" "Oh thank goodness! It's me, Jessica Willow. Sorry, I had to track down your number and get a hold of you because," she paused, "our friend Cassidy...is really starting to worry us." Sam could feel himself getting pale. "What's going on?" "Well, she took some more of those pills again and now she's acting very...strange." "Define strange?" "Umm...it's hard to explain. Kind of like she's high or something...very loopy and disoriented, not acting like herself." Oh boy... Jessica continued, "I'm so sorry to bother you like this Sam but you're a doctor and...Cassidy refuses to go to the Hospital." Figures, Sam thought as he raced toward his car. "You're not a bother," he told Jessica. "Hang tight. I'll be right there." "Thank you Sam! Thank you!"
OMG readers! Something CRAZY happened in my Sam Beckett save that I HAVE to share!!!!
This kind of thing hasn't happened in my game for a LONG TIME! So...if you think my reaction was too slow or whatever...that's why.
Anyway, Sam got an invitation to Emma's house party and of course he said Yes to going! :)
It was a formal dress party. Everyone was having a lovely time, chatting, dancing to music, listening to Hector Mendoza play the guitar...until Sam began wondering where Emma was...?
Being the Neat Sim that she is, she was out raking (I thought, Oh boy that's gonna take forever! :pensive: ). Emma created one heck of a nice pile of leaves when that Witch Lonnie Pertridge came out and started booing her raking! It's her own DANG lawn Lonnie! She can do whatever the heck she wants! :angry:
Anyway, I promptly sent Sam over to "Argue" with her because nobody is rude to one of his best friends like that (besides I h'ate Lonnie!) He was just in the middle of arguing with her when I heard a horribly scary tune and...........got THIS notification:
After the scare from the creepy music wore off I was like, "Oh gosh, a meteor!!! This is gonna get crazy...." :worried:
I tried zooming out to see where it would land, but nothing was there...yet.
Sam and Lonnie started searching the sky:
https://s20.postimg.cc/ab9uimqtp/meteor_kills_Sam_1.jpg You can see they are still angry with each other.
Emma was STILL raking and as the seconds were ticking away I was thinking, "I've got TWO of my main characters here in this situation. I have no control over Emma and Sam is standing super close to the house! Surely he won't get hit!" (I was still worried about Emma though...)
A few more of the guests run outside from the home, looking at the sky. Then I see them begin to cover themselves. I PAUSED the game and went into Map View to see where the sucker was going to land:
https://s20.postimg.cc/5qno3p74d/meteor_kills_Sam_2.jpg See it!? Yup, heading straight for Emma's house.
At this point I panicked. :cold_sweat: I knew I could always not Save the game but it had kinda been a while since I saved...and I couldn't remember if anything super important happened. I shrugged and thought, Oh well, at least my pictures are safe.
I zoomed back in on Sam and fully intended to have him "get the h*** out of Dodge!" but.......it was too late. *He and I braced ourselves*
https://s20.postimg.cc/m2xptflfx/meteor_kills_Sam_3.jpg ( @CravenLestat ^^That's Betty in the Red dress :( )
People..........that GIANT meteor landed RIGHT ON SAM!!! :astonished: My mouth dropped...my heart sank! :heartbreak:
I cried out: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EHv9acm3fF0 (4 second vid, just click on it. )
I mean, seriously! Even when he was THAT close to the house!!!!
Anyway, The smoke cleared.....the 3 people outside got scorched. Emma FINALLY ran out to the scene, but what she happened upon was horrifying. :fearful:
The Grim Reaper showed up....standing over the meteor with Sam's body crushed underneath it. Emma drew closer. The onlookers were crying. Emma was so shocked, she couldn't even shed a tear for a few minutes.
...Emma's like, "YEAH! That's right! Get the h*** out of here Grim!" Although thank you for saving my best friend... <3
I thought that maybe I could save the game after all since Sam was revived, however......when I took a look at the inside of Emma's house...quite a bit of it was in shambles and...I didn't want to deal with that so, I went to the Main Menu without saving.
I mean, Holy Honk everyone! That was NUTS! :anguished:
There's no way I could incorporate that into Sam's Quantum Leap story. UNLESS... Someone had a dream about it? ;)
I might have taken some other kind of pictures after the meteor hit in case I decided to make it a dream of someone's. :p
You all will just have to wait and see. :mrgreen:
In the meantime, Happy Simming and hoping no meteors come your way!
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