Who: Madison and Sam What: She needs to talk to him When: Early evening Where: Her apartment Open?: No Rating: TBD, probably PG-13 to R, depending on how things go
She sat in her living room, edgy and nervous. Laptop out, books and papers on the coffee table. Stomach clenching, mind reeling, just numb. It made perfect sense, the edginess, the sensitivity. It all made perfect sense to her, but still. She was scared and nervous. Her normal optimism fading for a moment and showing the scared girl under all of her well formed optimism and strength. It wasn't that she wasn't genuinely optimistic, she was...it was that she was dealing with something she didn't think she would. Even when she was just that normal secretary from San Francisco, she thought that she would have another few years and a husband before finding herself in this situation.
Than again, this wouldn't be the first time she went through that scare. The first time had been a false alarm and she didn't even care as much for the man. Now everything was different. Her feelings for Sam were real or she really felt they were with how short their relationship was. And this time, there were no false alarms, it was real. Everything said it was feel from her gut instinct, even though she couldn't be more than two and a half weeks to three weeks along, to that damn little test that she took.
When you're married and trying for a baby, it's cool. It's perfect, you wait for this moment. You'd have a smile on your face and tell him with true happiness that you two had finally done it. You were having a baby. Madison wouldn't have that and she was scared. What would he say? Would he be angry or hurt or just not know what to say or feel? Everything worked in funny ways, everything. And she always believed that everything had a reason for happening. It should have made her feel better. This was supposed to happen. There was a reason for this to happen and it was a test or luck. And maybe it was a sign of good things to happen. She didn't know or look too deeply into it at the moment as she pushed herself off of the couch and walked into the kitchen for a glass of water and looked to the door. Hopefully, it wouldn't end badly.