4.3 Samantha's Ghost

Blake was tossing and turning in his bed. Since the night he had killed Sam he was racked with guilt and remorse. The voice in his head kept saying "Why Blake, why?" Then he woke up with start but it wasn't his room, he was somewhere else. It was dark as he looked around that was all he could see darkness. There was no window, no door but he heard the voice again, "Why Blake why?"

Blake screamed in panic, "Who are you? I haven't done anything...show yourself!"

"Murderer...murderer." as the voice echoed louder in the room. Then a figure approached Blake and as the figure got closer he saw who it was, Sam.

"Sam, is it really you?"

"Look at me Blake...I'm dead because of you. Why?"

"You took your love away from me and gave it to someone else but I never meant to kill you, for that I'm so sorry."

"I may have cheated on you but I never deserved to die like this. Do you know why I had the affair? I was lonely. We hadn't made love in a month. You were always tired, busy or doing research. I begged you too take time off but no there was always an excuse that is how I ended up in another man's bed because he noticed me when you didn't."

"I'm so sorry Sam."

"You murdered me Blake and you are sorry..." Sam started to fade away and kept repeating, "You murdered me, you murdered me."

When Blake looked around, suddenly he was back in his room but now he was on the floor with his Dad and William by his side.

"Blake what happened?" Will asked.

Blake was in a state and replied, "I saw Sam and she blames me for what happened. What am I going to do?"

Estevan could see the pain he was in and tried in part to comfort his son, "Listen to me Blake, you shouldn't have killed her in the way you did but remember she is partly to blame for her part in making you feel the way she did. It's just your own guilt playing tricks."

"Dad, I agree what Sam did was wrong but Blake shouldn't have used his powers to kill her."

"We are here for you and will help you in any way we can. I promise." looking at his brother.

Estevan went back to bed leaving the boys to talk and cuddled up to Dawn. A few hours later Dawn found him sitting up in bed, "What's wrong?" Dawn asked

"It's nothing go back to sleep." Dawn went to sit with Estevan and lovingly said, "Talk to me."

He looked at her and said, "I'm leaving town for a few days. Mathew needs my help."

Dawn looked puzzled at this sudden departure and the thoughts that were running through her mind were awful but asked, "What's happened?"

"Going straight like you asked has had a knock on effect. One of the guys attacked Mathew and I need to help him." Dawn suddenly thought, 'He's going to sell drugs again and I fell for it. How stupid am I.'

"Estevan get the police."

"It's not how it works. I told you it is not that easy going straight."

"Estevan you promised..." feeling let down by him.

"The guy needs to be dealt with."

"See if Mathew is ok but call the police."

"Dawn, I can't and I may..."

Dawn now lost her temper with Estevan, "Don't you dare tell me you would deal in drugs again. If you do I won't be here when you get back." Now they were at each other's throats. 

Estevan got dressed while still having an argument and said, "You have to trust me Dawn. I will call you, ok." He tried to kiss her goodbye but she turned her back on him. Estevan heart sank he wanted to explain but didn't have time.

He saw Blair as he was walking towards the stairs, "Haven't you sorted things out with Teddy?"

"No not yet. I gave her till night fall and she hasn't appeared so I guess it's really over. Do you need help as I could real do with a good fight right about now?"

"Thanks but you sound as if you need to sort things out and when you do, make another baby rather than try and kill her."

"Listen..." as he was losing his temper.

"Blair save it and talk to Teddy." 

Blair followed him to the front door and when Estevan opened the door he said, "Talking of Teddy here she is." Letting her inside. "Here's some advice try talking to each other."

"Hi Blair."