The First Dialysis Story written by US!

[Sluff]

Romona maybe you could add to the story.

[Romona]

Sam tried to forget about the gun Jim carried. It would pop into her mind at the strangest times. She was so busy with the party plans and helping her mother re-decorate her new home. If she looked at another fabric swatch or sampled one more appetizer, she was sure she would lose it. She'd rather be planning her own wedding and future, rather than her mother's celebration. "I bet she can't decide between paper or plastic at the grocery store without my help" Sam thought sarcastically. The ringing of the phone brought Sam back to reality, expecting to hear her mother's voice on the line she was surprised it was Darrell instead. "Sam, how are you?". "I'm fine," Sam answered automatically. "is something wrong with my mother?". "No everything is fine",replied Darrell. "Sam, I'll spare you the small talk. The reason I am calling is that I routinely check out people that are in contact with me. You have to understand I need to be secure as I am in the public eye. I'd really like to meet with you privately. I don't want your mother to worry." Sam's heart skipped a beat, "worry about what?" she asked. There was a long pause, finally Darrell spoke" It is not what to worry about, it is who to worry about. I  found somethings out about Jim............"


EDITED: Fixed bold prompt - okarol/moderator

[Hawkeye]

Great addition to the story!

[Bajanne]

Wowie!!!!

[okarol]

Sam hurried into the club where she was meet Darrell. She had thought about telling Jim where she was going, but something told her to wait. She walked in from the bright sunlight and it took a few moments for her eyes to adjust to the darkness of the club. She couldn't see anyone besides the couple sitting at the bar. The bartender appeared to be busy restocking. Did she have the wrong place? Her cell phone rang. "Hey baby," said Jim "I thought we'd grab some lunch. Where are you now?" Sam hesitated, "Ummm, I was just... I was going home." Jim said, "Is everything alright?" Sam felt like she had been caught doing something wrong. "No, no, I am good, I will be home in a minute," she said, as she quickly hung up. Sam walked to the bar and asked the bartender, "Do you know Darrell? I was supposed to meet him." The man nodded and she continued, "If you see him, tell him I had to go," She hurried out to her car, feeling confused. In the parking lot she saw what she thought was Darrell, in the back of a black Mercedez. It was hard to see and she just got a glimpse as the car sped off, driven by two men she could not recognize. 'What is going on..? Should I call Mom?' she wondered. She hopped in her car.

[okarol]

Low on gas, Sam stopped at the gas station near home. She thought about her previous conversation with Darrell. Could she have misunderstood about the meeting time? Why would he leave while she was there?
She finished with the car and drove toward home. Waiting for the signal to change, she noticed the same black Mercedes, idling at the curb in front of her house, about a block ahead! A man escorted Jim to the car and he got into the back seat. The light turned green and Sam sped toward the car, but they had already begun to move away quickly! Sam grabbed her cell phone as she attempted to follow the car. 'What should I do? Where is Jim going?' she thought, feeling panic begin to rise. She dialed Jim's cell as she sped forward, the Mercedes pulling farther ahead. No answer. She dialed again and tried to stay focused, keeping the car in her sight. Sam checked her mirrors, increasing her speed, now knowing something was seriously wrong, but not knowing what to do next. The black sedan hopped on the freeway and she just made the light to merge onto the ramp. She thought about calling 911. But what was she witnessing? Was this a kidnapping? How could she prove anything? Sam kept her attention on the car, staying back enough so as not to be noticed, but close enough to not lose it. Her heart was pounding. After about 10 minutes the car headed down the offramp and turned right. She saw the sign "Airport - Next Right" and sped through the intersection. About 1/4 mile ahead was a gate, and the sedan turned into the driveway, heading toward a hangar. Every instinct told Sam to hold back, but her fear pushed her forward.

[kitkatz]

The black car disappeared into the hanger.  Sam continued around the hanger so she was turned around facing the open gate.  A man walked out of the hanger and looked over at her car.  Sam ducked, but he had seen her already.  He began to slowly walk towards the car.  San gunned the engine and took off for the gate. The man took out a walkie talkie and before Sam could get to the gate with the car, the gate was slowly closing. She was trapped!

[kitkatz]

The man walked over to the the car door and ordered Sam out of it.  San complied quickly. She was terrified. She could see the gun at the man's belt.  She was in     trouble this time and she knew it.  The man walked her into the hanger.  In the hanger she saw a small plane.  She also saw Jim and Darrell and three men huddled together in a serious conversation.
Sam heard: "She can't be here."
One of the men looked up and saw her approaching.  All conversation stopped...

[kitkatz]

She was hustled passed the men and into the airpalne. 
"Okay Boss. Here we go. " She heard.
Everyone in the hanger boarded the plane. Soon the plane was soaring out over the California desert.
Sam looked out of the window until someone closed it.
This was scary not knowing where she was going and who these people were.

[kitkatz]

Come on people. Add to the story!

[angela515]

I need to scroll back and read the last updated full version, I haven't read it in months... then I shall contribute again

[myricle child]

...(laughing) "i guess i didnt get the fenergan in time!
     As "Sam" calms her nerves, her nurse comes back in, takes off her "super nurse" cape and proceeds to initiate treatment. Shecant help but think,...i swear, they're gonna try and kill me one way or the other! Sam reclines back into her chair and notices that blood had leaked in between the side. Her flesh crawls at the thought of her bing seated in an unclean chair. This was one of her her clinic pet peaves. She starts to get irritated and says to the nurse.....

[Bajanne]

...(laughing) "i guess i didnt get the fenergan in time!
     As "Sam" calms her nerves, her nurse comes back in, takes off her "super nurse" cape and proceeds to initiate treatment. Shecant help but think,...i swear, they're gonna try and kill me one way or the other! Sam reclines back into her chair and notices that blood had leaked in between the side. Her flesh crawls at the thought of her bing seated in an unclean chair. This was one of her her clinic pet peaves. She starts to get irritated and says to the nurse.....

Two things to note - contributions to the story are to be done in BOLD.  I don't know what you are having happen to Sam, but she already has a functioning transplant.

[Sluff]

Updated non-edited version since May 2007


.......Jim turned around as she was watching him leave her once again at the ticket counter.  He walked back up to her as she was checking in her bags and said: "What the hell!  They can send it to me in L.A. My name is on everything.  I will call the rental car company from the airplane."
All Sam could do was stare as Jim paid for his plane ticket and checked on in right beside her.  It was wonderful knowing he would be with her for the trip home. "Sam looked at her ticket. "First Class? Well, that's a first for me," she said. Jim smiled as he hung his coat up. "Yeah, don't look now, but there's a celebrity on board," Jim replied. Sam slowly turned to look, and to her surprise, sitting in the aisle seat was...
...George Lopez, comedian and kidney transplant recipient. He was with his wife Ann, his kidney donor. Jim said, "I just read a story about Lopez in the paper. He turned down $130,000 to open for Rod Stewart at an Indian casino in Las Vegas because on Thursday he was golfing with Samuel L. Jackson, Cheech Marin and Justin Leonard at the Bob Hope Open. He did not want anything distracting him from his golf game. They upped the price twice and he told Rod Stewart he would have to pass. The promoter thought he was crazy, and his response was, "I am, crazy about golf."
Sam said, "Hang on a moment," and she got up and walked toward George. Ann Lopez looked up as she approached. "I am sorry to bother you," said Sam, "But I just wanted to tell you how much I admire you. Someone who puts herself at risk to rescue another person is a hero in my book." Ann smiled, and they spoke for a few more minutes. When she sat back down next to Jim she smiled and said, "They thought I wanted George's autograph."
Sam waited for their bags while Jim went to rent a car. She didn't know what the next few days would be like. She had been gone so long -- her get-away weekend with her mom had turned into an extended stay away that was unexpected. She needed to call her mom, and her boss, she needed to reorder her meds and talk to her landlord. The lists were reeling through her mind.
What she was certain about, however, was that she would not have to go it all alone.  She had Jim with her.  The thought made her feel very warm.  She was smiling away when Jim came to tell her that he had the car.
"Why are you smiling like that?  What happened when I was gone?"  he enquired mildly.
"Just thankful that you are with me.   I was thinking of all that I had to do, feeling a little overwhelmed, and then I remembered that I am not alone."
"You better believe it!" he said and held her hand tenderly.
Sam felt ready to take on what ever would come her way.
A few days later Sam awoke to her cat Moochie walking across her head. She reached up and scratched his head. He purred, happy to be home with her again. Sam got up and walked to the window. The sun was just creeping over the horizon. She stood quietly, watching the light change. Sam reached for the...
....the remote for the TV so she could watch the morning news.  No sooner had she done so than Jim walked in with a tray of food for breakfast in bed.  Jim had been stayed the night because they were out rather late they night before and he didn't want to drive back home.  "So what do you say we go to a movie tonight" asked Jim.  I hear there are a few good ones that just opened this week.  "We have been out every night since we got back", replied Sam.  Why don't we just stay home tonight.  We can rent some movies and curl up on the couch if you like, but I'm not used to being out all the time like this.  I would really just like a nice quite night at  home for a change.  After they had finished breakfast Sam and Jim got rounded around and headed out to the video store.
As they began to back out of the parking space their attention was drawn to an alarm bell ringing loudly. The sound came from the First National Bank next door. Jim stopped just in time to avoid hitting 3 masked running from the door of the bank. "Get down, Sam, get down now!" screamed Jim. Sam quickly ducked down in the passenger side of the car. BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! - gunshots rang out as the security guard exchanged fire with the gunmen. Head down, but peering over the dash, Jim tried to move the car forward, to get out of line of fire. Sam reached up with her right hand and pushed the LOCK button on the door.
The three men ran by the car.  One of them tried the door handle, but the doors were locked.  Jim pulled a 38 special revolver out from under the front seat and kept it in one hand. As he watched carefully the robbers ran by the car.  They grabbed a woman out of her SUV in the parking lot, threw her to the ground, and climbed into her car.  Sam was still crouched down below the windows in their car.
"Jim what is going on?" Sam yelled at Jim.
"Stay down.  I am going to follow these guys.  Call the police on 911 and make sure they know where we are.  I will call out street names to you as we go."
San dialed 911 with shaking hands on her cell phone.  She told the operator they were following the robbers of the bank and gave the license number of the SUV as Jim gave it to her.  He was saying street names as they roared through town.  Sam could hear the sirens as the police joined inth e chase.  As soon as the first police car drove up, Jim slowed down and waved them on.  He slid the 35 revolver back under the seat. Sam sat back up in the seat and pulled her seatbelt on.
"That was fun." She said shakily to Jim." I was  scared to death."
"I know. Nerve wracking wasn't it."  Jim answered her.
"And all I wanted was a calm night!" Sam laughed "Good thing we didn't rent one of those thrillers that you wanted.  How would I have been able to deal with that now?"
Jim laughed and laughed, then put his arm around her and gave a kiss on the cheek.
"I just love my scaredy cat!" he said, still laughing.
He started the car and soon they were home.
Sam went straight to the kitchen and started to prepare the salad.  While she was there, the phone rang.
"Mommy!" she screamed with joy.
Sam's Mom was quite happy and filled her in on her life since they had been in Vegas. Her mom was happy to be married and had big plans for a reception at her new home in a few months.  Sam agreed to help to with planning strategy sessions.  She hung up the phone and there was Jim, DVD in hand, waiting on her.
" Okay, let me get the popcorn." she said to Jim.
They watched the movie, with occassional glances and kisses for each other.  Eventually Sam fell asleep in Jim's arms on the couch just as the movie ended and Jim put the news on.  He nudged her awake when the bank robbery came on the news.  The robbers had been thwarted by the quick thinking of local residents.
Sam sat up and looked at Jim. "Hey Jim. Why do you carry a gun?'  she asked. "You are a news reporter, right?
"I hope the gun doesn't freak you out Sam," said Jim. "As you know my brother was involved in some, well, let's just call them "unconventional" business dealings. He hung out with some pretty shady characters. Being an identical twin can be a challenge when it comes to mistaken identity. I want to be prepared if I run into some of the guys he knew, who may not have heard that he's passed away." Sam looked worried. "It sounds as though you expect trouble Jim... is there more that I need to know?" Jim laughed, "No baby, nothing at all... try not to worry."
Sam tried to forget about the gun Jim carried. It would pop into her mind at the strangest times. She was so busy with the party plans and helping her mother re-decorate her new home. If she looked at another fabric swatch or sampled one more appetizer, she was sure she would lose it. She'd rather be planning her own wedding and future, rather than her mother's celebration. "I bet she can't decide between paper or plastic at the grocery store without my help" Sam thought sarcastically. The ringing of the phone brought Sam back to reality, expecting to hear her mother's voice on the line she was surprised it was Darrell instead. "Sam, how are you?". "I'm fine," Sam answered automatically. "is something wrong with my mother?". "No everything is fine",replied Darrell. "Sam, I'll spare you the small talk. The reason I am calling is that I routinely check out people that are in contact with me. You have to understand I need to be secure as I am in the public eye. I'd really like to meet with you privately. I don't want your mother to worry." Sam's heart skipped a beat, "worry about what?" she asked. There was a long pause, finally Darrell spoke" It is not what to worry about, it is who to worry about. I  found somethings out about Jim............"

Sam hurried into the club where she was meet Darrell. She had thought about telling Jim where she was going, but something told her to wait. She walked in from the bright sunlight and it took a few moments for her eyes to adjust to the darkness of the club. She couldn't see anyone besides the couple sitting at the bar. The bartender appeared to be busy restocking. Did she have the wrong place? Her cell phone rang. "Hey baby," said Jim "I thought we'd grab some lunch. Where are you now?" Sam hesitated, "Ummm, I was just... I was going home." Jim said, "Is everything alright?" Sam felt like she had been caught doing something wrong. "No, no, I am good, I will be home in a minute," she said, as she quickly hung up. Sam walked to the bar and asked the bartender, "Do you know Darrell? I was supposed to meet him." The man nodded and she continued, "If you see him, tell him I had to go," She hurried out to her car, feeling confused. In the parking lot she saw what she thought was Darrell, in the back of a black Mercedez. It was hard to see and she just got a glimpse as the car sped off, driven by two men she could not recognize. 'What is going on..? Should I call Mom?' she wondered. She hopped in her car.
Low on gas, Sam stopped at the gas station near home. She thought about her previous conversation with Darrell. Could she have misunderstood about the meeting time? Why would he leave while she was there?
She finished with the car and drove toward home. Waiting for the signal to change, she noticed the same black Mercedes, idling at the curb in front of her house, about a block ahead! A man escorted Jim to the car and he got into the back seat. The light turned green and Sam sped toward the car, but they had already begun to move away quickly! Sam grabbed her cell phone as she attempted to follow the car. 'What should I do? Where is Jim going?' she thought, feeling panic begin to rise. She dialed Jim's cell as she sped forward, the Mercedes pulling farther ahead. No answer. She dialed again and tried to stay focused, keeping the car in her sight. Sam checked her mirrors, increasing her speed, now knowing something was seriously wrong, but not knowing what to do next. The black sedan hopped on the freeway and she just made the light to merge onto the ramp. She thought about calling 911. But what was she witnessing? Was this a kidnapping? How could she prove anything? Sam kept her attention on the car, staying back enough so as not to be noticed, but close enough to not lose it. Her heart was pounding. After about 10 minutes the car headed down the offramp and turned right. She saw the sign "Airport - Next Right" and sped through the intersection. About 1/4 mile ahead was a gate, and the sedan turned into the driveway, heading toward a hangar. Every instinct told Sam to hold back, but her fear pushed her forward.
The black car disappeared into the hanger.  Sam continued around the hanger so she was turned around facing the open gate.  A man walked out of the hanger and looked over at her car.  Sam ducked, but he had seen her already.  He began to slowly walk towards the car.  San gunned the engine and took off for the gate. The man took out a walkie talkie and before Sam could get to the gate with the car, the gate was slowly closing. She was trapped!
The man walked over to the the car door and ordered Sam out of it.  San complied quickly. She was terrified. She could see the gun at the man's belt.  She was in     trouble this time and she knew it.  The man walked her into the hanger.  In the hanger she saw a small plane.  She also saw Jim and Darrell and three men huddled together in a serious conversation.
Sam heard: "She can't be here."
One of the men looked up and saw her approaching.  All conversation stopped...
She was hustled passed the men and into the airpalne. 
"Okay Boss. Here we go. " She heard.
Everyone in the hanger boarded the plane. Soon the plane was soaring out over the California desert.
Sam looked out of the window until someone closed it.
This was scary not knowing where she was going and who these people were.

Your turn Aurora.

[Bajanne]

Thanks, Sluff! I will get on it.

[Bajanne]

Here it is, folks - the updated version of our story.  It is now 35 pages and is at a very suspenseful point.  I am not able to contribute.  I am too interested in finding out what will happen.  So, our creative ones, please keep it going!
A special note of appreciation to Sluff - he puts all the pieces together nicely so I have an easy job of formatting.
Please note that the story is now called 'Sam's Story'

BTW, did anyone notice that Darrell in the story got married in Vegas by an Elvis!  Talk about life mirroring art!

[okarol]

Here it is, folks - the updated version of our story.  It is now 35 pages and is at a very suspenseful point.  I am not able to contribute.  I am too interested in finding out what will happen.  So, our creative ones, please keep it going!
A special note of appreciation to Sluff - he puts all the pieces together nicely so I have an easy job of formatting.
Please note that the story is now called 'Sam's Story'

Thanks Sluff and Bajanne!

BTW, did anyone notice that Darrell in the story got married in Vegas by an Elvis!  Talk about life mirroring art!

Funny, I did not notice! That's pretty cool! 

[okarol]

Sam was sure that she had stumbled onto something serious but nothing made sense. First it was Jim with his hidden gun, then the mysterious meeting with Darrell that never materialized. She looked toward the front of the plane, but could only see men she didn’t recognize. The man near her was eyeing her. “Where are we going? She asked him.
“It’s better if you don’t ask any questions.” he said, and turned away.
Near the middle of the plane sat Darrell with an older man, named Tony Giorgio. He was about 65 years old, heavyset, expensive suit, tinted glasses.
“This wasn’t part of the plan Tony. What were you thinking? My stepdaughter has nothing to do with this! Bringing her along complicates everything.”
"Yes, it does Darrell, but I am afraid we had no choice. She had already seen us together and could have messed up everything.”
Darrell shook his head, clearly upset.
Jim sat in the front next to Rocco, the pilot. He turned to him and asked, “How long until we get to Vegas?”
“About 40 minutes, if that storm over Phoenix doesn’t force us to go around,” said Rocco. As Jim sat there he held his cell phone down by his side, so Rocco could not see it.
Nervous but resigned, Sam sat staring into space. Suddenly she felt her phone vibrating! She quietly slid it from her purse and looked at it. Jim had sent her a text message.

[Bajanne]

Coooooooooooooooooollllllllll!  Keep it coming, please.   The suspense is killing me!

[okarol]

It said, “ Try not to worry. All will work out.”
Sam hid her phone away, afraid it may be taken from her if they knew she had it.

Meanwhile Tony looked out the window as the dark clouds surrounding the plane. He had some worries of his own. Six years ago his sister had been married to Gino, a guy from the neighborhood who was nothing but trouble. Now their marriage had broken up and in a twisted attempt to get some revenge, Gino had been spinning tales to the FBI. They were focusing on Tony’s casino dealings and an investigation had begun.

A bolt of lightning and an immediate crash of thunder brought Tony back to the present.

[kitkatz]

The plane shuddered, struck by lightening.  The pilot radioed back to the passengers that he thought everything was okay.  Sam was frightened. The clouds out the window were menacing and black.  They were flying right into the teeth of the storm.  The plane shuddered agin and this time fell a few feet.  Sam's
stomach shuddered with it.

[Katonsdad]

As the plane leveled out Sam looked out the window and could see nothing but dark clouds . Then
She saw the reflection .  The face she saw was ashen in color . Wide eyed and hysterical looking . She
slowly turned and looked at the actual face . It was Tony's reflection she saw . He was scared .  He was
sweating profusely and his eyes were wild .  For a moment she thought he was going to pass out . Suddenly
she felt the plane drop again . Looking one more time at Tony , she closed her hands on the armrests of her
seat and closed her eyes . She could hear Tony .muttering to himself...

[kitkatz]

Sam hid her phone in her pocket as Tony sat right beside her.  He looked terrible.  The ups and downs in the storm were taking their toll on him.
Her phone vibrate din her pocket.  She quickly turned it off unseen by her new seat mate. She whispered to Tony. 
"Where are we going?"
Tony groaned and stood up and headed for seats in the back of the plane.
Sam picked up her phone and read Jim's text message "It looks like we are headed to Vegas."  She nodded to him.
If they made it to Vegas she was pretty sure Jim could get them out of this fix. He could encourage them to go to the Bellagio. Once there, this would be over.

Lightning struck at the small plane again.  Sam knew if they went down in the desert the plane would not be found for days. She prayed.

[CW]

 

[kitkatz]

Come on people.  Add to the story. Even just a sentence or two.


So do we smash the plane into the desert and end it all, or take them on into Vegas?