Disclaimer: I don't own these characters they belong to Ryan Murphy

Rating: PG 13 I guess because of the language

A/N: First ever story so please bear with me. I'm not perfect and this story is far from it. I welcome all feedback just please be gentle.

A/N 2 2013: So I decided to read back on this story and I realized it could use a little makeover. Nothing major just a few changed here and there.


"Sam" Brooke said a little surprsied when she opened the palace doors.

"Brooke...hey"

"What are you doing here? I mean it's nice to see you. I just wasn't expecting you. It's been five year"

"Five years for you but I always come down to visit every year for my mom's birthday and for Mac's"

"I know" Brooke said hurt. "Both Jane and Mac love to tell me about the wonderful dinners you take them on. Kind of hurts especially when I don't even receive a card from you on mine"

"And why should I send you one?"

"Do I mean nothing to you anymore?" Brooke says rasing her voice a bit but all Sam does is sigh.

"I didn't come here to fight. Is my mom here?"

"No she's not here"

"Well can you just tell her I stopped by and that I'll give her a call later?" Sam turned to walk away but Brooke grabbed her by the arm and turned her around.

"So that's it? You're just going to go?"

"Umm…yeah?"

"Don't you want to talk? Catch up?" Brooke asked a little hopeful.

"No, not really" Brooke frowned.

"Are you ever going to forgive me?" Sam rolled her eyes and turned to walk away again but Brooke rushed out from the door and jumped in front of her.

"Get out of the way"

"Please don't go. Talk to me"

"I don't want to talk to you"

"I'm sorry Sam. How many times do I have to tell you? It's been five years can't you forgive me?"

"No!"

"Dammit Sam we have a little girl together"

"No you and Harrison have a little girl. I have nothing to do with that"

"She's not his. She's ours and you know it"

"Riiight" Sam rolled her eyes. "It's funny how we were trying and trying and had no luck but the minute you go and sleep with Harrison BOOM you're pregnant and you want to tell me she's ours? You know what I'm not getting into this with you again. It's in the past I've moved on maybe you should do the same"

"Move on? How do you expect me to move on? We were together for seven years Sam, seven. You can't just move on after that. You were my everything. How do you expect me to just forget that? Maybe you can but I can't and I probably never will" Brooke said as her eyes filled up with tears. "You know she's ours I don't know how you can deny her"

"Did you ever get the DNA test done like you said you were?" Brooke sadly shook her head no. "Didn't think so"

"But she's ours! I know she is. She looks just like…"

"Harrison?" Sam said cutting Brooke off.

"No. She looks nothing like him. Just come inside please" Brooke begged. "Just meet her. The minute you do you'll know she's ours" Sam shook her head no.

"Just let my mom know I came okay?"

"Sam please" Brooke pleaded. "Don't go. Just come inside" Brooke was crying at this point.

"No stop. I….I gotta go" Sam quickly walked passed Brooke, got into her car and drove away. Brooke could only watch as she wiped away the tears that were falling from her eyes and walked back inside.