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PROBLEM(ATIC)
Torn Between the Two
Chapter Eighteen
“Fear”
"I don't fear insects or spiders. At great heights, I jump off, smiling. In the face of death I wink. But, when I look into your eyes, I'm in fear of how much I love you."
Was she really scared of him? He couldn’t understand it. He probably would never understand Sam. Especially not now, she wouldn’t even go near him.
Tony’s driving became more aggressive the more he drove. His turns sharper, his speed increasing. The more he thought about, what he supposed, he was doing wrong, the worse he drove.
His mind continued to play off scenarios in his head, scenarios of what he could possibly do to make Sam trust him again, but he seemed to come to no conclusion. He supposed he should just tell her the truth, that telling her what really happened would perhaps make things all better. He wondered why he didn’t just say that earlier when he was in her apartment.
Just as Gates began to see what he was going to do, he ran a red light, not paying attention to anything at this moment, and almost ran into another car. He quickly swerved and slammed on his breaks, taking a shuttering, deep breath before he turned around in his seat to see the other car had already left the scene. He took another few moments to calm himself down before he pressed down on the gas petal and headed back. He had to tell her, what was he going to lose?
Gates drove just below the speed limit until he reached Sam’s apartment building. He parked the car, got out, and headed for the front entrance. He stood in the glass box of the entrance, staring at the button with the name ‘Taggart’ on it for almost a full minute before buzzing it. There was a long pause before Sam came on the intercom and asked who it was.
“It’s me… Gates,” he paused, trying to think of what to say, “I… Can we talk?”
Sam took a moment to respond but after a moment, buzzed him in. Gates let out a sigh of relief but was soon tense again, realizing he’d have to talk to her.
Sam headed towards the door of her apartment, her hand on the back of her neck trying to work the sore muscles. She never realized how much falling could hurt until she landed right on her back earlier. Remind me never to piss off drunken men she thought and reached the door. Sam waited for a moment, her mind racing as she waited to hear a knock at the door.
Did she really want to talk to him? In a way yes but in many ways no. She felt used. She felt betrayed. She felt… stupid. He made her feel replaceable and Sam hated that feeling. She wanted to yell and hit him for making her feel so stupid.
Just then, Gates knocked on the apartment door and Sam took a deep breath. She closed her eyes for a moment and then turned around and unlocked the door, opening it and inviting him inside.
Sam walked back over to the couch, leaving Gates in the doorway for a moment. He watched as she gently sat down on the couch and he sighed as she looked away from him. He closed the apartment door and walked over to the couch, sitting down on the other side, facing her. Sam turned around to look at him, hugging her knees, before she spoke.
“You came here to say something, so say it,” she said and Gates noticed by her tone that she was trying to keep herself composed. Her voice cracked more and wasn’t as flowing.
Gates looked at her for a moment, trying to read her face, before he spoke, “When you saw me with Neela… I wasn’t cheating, Sam,” he replied and noticed how Sam tensed at Neela’s name, “She was upset and I was trying to comfort her. I understand how it may have looked but… I… I’m not interested in her, Sam, I’m interested in you.”
Sam looked away for a moment; evidently trying to keep herself calm, “ But you were with her before that?” her question was more of a statement and Gates nodded, “So you think I’m stupid? You have a nickname for her, you tease her, and now you comfort her? And you’re telling me that you’re not interested?”
“So what if I have a nickname for her, Sam? Yes, we were involved before, but the key word there is ‘before’. I don’t want her, Sam. I want you,” Gates protested but Sam shook her head.
“How can I believe you?” she asked, tears forming in her eyes, “How can I trust you? You’re just going to be like every other guy I’ve been with. When things get tough, you’re not going to fight.”
Gates shook his head, “I’m fighting for you now, aren’t I?” Sam buried her face in her knees, crying, and Gates pulled her closer to him, “ Trust me, okay? I… I’m falling in love with you, Sam.”
The brunette looked up at him, a shocked expression on her face, and before Gates even understood what was happening, Sam kissed him. He kissed her back, but not passionately like they’d been before, but in an almost tender manner.
Gates pulled away from the kiss and pulled Sam closer towards his chest, kissing her hair as they sat there. A couple minutes later, Sam spoke.
“I’m scared, Tony,” she said quietly, her face still buried in his chest and Gates looked down at her.
“Scared of what?”
“I’m scared that if I let myself fall in love with you that… that you’re going to hurt me,” she replied and Gates kissed her head again.
“I’m not going to hurt you, Sam,” he whispered quietly and Sam smiled, pushing him back into the couch. She curled up beside him, using up the little bit of room between him and the back of the couch, before nuzzling herself closer to him. Gates smiled at her as she slowly calmed down, her breathing becoming more paced. It wasn’t until a couple minutes later that the two were lulled into slumber by the sounds of each other’s breathing.
…
Sam awoke a couple hours later and went to stretch a little bit before noticing her sleeping partner. Gates hadn’t moved from the spot on the couch even though it was probably uncomfortable. It was something as small as that that made Sam smile for it was then that she realized just how much he did care about her.
And Sam wasn’t going to deny it; she was falling for him. She started that descend into bliss over a month ago. She realized the giddiness when he first called her beautiful; she realized the love when he told her she was a good mother. Sam wasn’t shocked that she fell so fast but it was how hard and how far she fell that made her realize that this was going to be different. That month apart was hell. She couldn’t sleep, she couldn’t eat. She didn’t want to do anything that she would normally do. The only thing keeping her together was going to see Alex, something she looked forward to all the time.
Sam kissed Tony’s chest and nuzzled closer, her hand clutching his shirt, not wanting him to ever leave. But she knew he was probably not in a comfortable state and she began to kiss her way up to his lips. He stirred a couple seconds later, slowly waking from his slumber, and kissed her back as she met his lips.
“I could get used to this,” he mumbled, his voice still low having just woken up. It sent shivers down Sam’s spine but she ignored the urge to jump his bones and slowly crawled over his body. She gave him a final kiss before standing on the floor in front of the couch and tugging on his shirt, urging him to get up.
“Where am I going?” he asked.
Sam smiled, “To bed,” she replied, still tugging on his shirt, “My couch isn’t the comfiest place to sleep…”
“I don’t mind,” he grinned, “How’s your back?”
Sam shrugged, “Like I said, I’ve had worse. A little fall isn’t going to kill me…”
Gates smiled and got up from the couch, letting Sam lead him over to her bedroom and into the bed. He smiled as she curled up beside him again with a small yawn and attempted to fall back asleep. Tony kissed her lips softly before going back to sleep himself.
“The two are finally a couple. But will a new hot doctor come between them?"
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