《In Another Life》chapter four
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A single gunshot rang through out the woods. Andy froze. Scott's body fell beside her. Andy released a sob when Traci ran to her side. She hugged Traci and cried.
"Sama-," Andy choked into Traci's chest.
"He's on his way, sweetie."
"No. No Samantha. Samantha!" Andy yelled as she ran to the child's room.
"Mommy!" Samantha cried. Andy picked her up and hugged her. Andy placed her back on her feet and knelt to the ground. She placed her hands on either side of her head and kissed her forehead.
"Are you okay, Rookie?" Andy asked. Samantha nodded. Andy knew Oliver and Traci had questions, but they both knew it wasn't the time to ask them.
"Umm, Andy, you need to get checked by a medic and get your statement taken," Oliver said. Andy wiped her tears.
"Rookie, can you stay with your Aunt Traci? Mommy needs to talk to your Uncle Ollie for a minute."
"Yes, Mommy."
Andy and Oliver walked into the living room. She sat down and gave her statement. The paramedics soon came in and dressed her wounds and stitched up her forehead.
"Andy?" Sam said in shock. His heart broke into a million pieces when he saw her petite body bruised and beat up. He couldn't believe that after almost six years, he finally saw her again. Tears welded in his eyes. Andy looked over the back of the couch. She pushed the paramedic away. She would have ran to him, but she walked slowly out of shock.
"Sam," It was him. She was finally with him again!
"McNally," he walked slowly over to her and hugged her. The hug felt as if it lasted for ever. Neither wanted it to end. " It's really you. I missed you so so so much."
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"I know. I did too," Andy whispered. "It's over," she cried, "its finally over." Andy was sobbing now. Sam placed his hand on the back of her head and kissed her forehead softly.
"I love you," Sam said.
"I love yo-," Andy was quickly interrupted by Samantha.
"Mommy!" Samantha said as she pulled on Andy's shirt. Sam looked at Andy.
"McNally- Andy, who-who is she?"
"Rookie, why don't you introduce yourself?"
"Hi, I'm Samantha Grace Taylor. Well Mommy says I'm not anymore. Now, she says my real name is Samantha Grace Swarek!"
Swarek? A million thoughts ran through Sam's mind.
"She-she's mine?"
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8 276Samarian
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8 82I'm Always Talking to Myself
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8 75The Great War: Saturn's Factory
The Great War has ended. But the bloodshed has only just begun. The largest conflict in all of human history has just ended, with Europe at the center of the carnage. For fifty long and hard years, billions of men died each month for no gain. Not even the slightest of centimeters had been gained for some nations. While others struggle to hold on to their hard-fought victories. In the midst of all of this is The Second Roman Empire. At the center of the Middle Eastern world, the empire finds itself struggling to keep Eastern neighbors at bay while old enemies stir up trouble from within. When documents pertaining to the identities of the many men working to undermine the empire show themselves in domestic waters. The Empire readies itself to slice off the many parasites draining the government of both wealth and unity. If only the documents didn't also happen to end up on The Dotted Isles. Dozens of man-made islands, some even hundreds of miles large. And currently one of the most unstable areas of the entire empire. As Roman agents rush to the document, Italian forces move in tandem to set up Insurgencies to wrestle control away from the Romans. And as all this goes down, the common citizen remains, either Vat-Born or Birthed. As it turns out, sometimes the greatest players of these conflicts happen to be the men and women who know least about them. The Image is not mine and comes from the Alternative History Channel Monsieur Z, I'll take it down the moment I can make an image of my own.
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8 145Soulmates who weren't meant to be
I saw the world in your eyesTo know that we could've been so much more Than what we are right nowIf only We could've met each otherAt the right time
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