Name: Samantha Renee Hamilton Nickname: Sam Age: 25 Spouse: None Children: One on the way Occupation: Interior Decorator

Physical Description

Height: 5' 8"
Weight: 125
Hair Color: Strawberry Blonde
Eye Color: Blue

Distinguishing Marks: None

Hobbies: Painting

Psychological Background: Samantha is an independent woman. She saw what it was like to have her mother dependant upon her father, even though he was her ex-husband, for financial support. She herself had been dependant upon him for her education and anything her mother couldn't provide. She swore to herself that she would never become dependant upon a man. And in the end that meant dependent upon no one, and has kept her from getting seriously involved.

Personality Quirks: Sam is out going, fun loving and vibrant. She loves animals and has 3 dogs, all well behaved (even if spoiled) Jack Russell Terriers that she thinks of as her babies. She will take time out of her day at work to rush home and feed them regularly and let them out of the house.

History: Sam came from a broken home. Her mother was a debutant with a small trust fund and a doctor for an ex husband. She could have become spoiled and frivolous but that would have put her in competition with her mother for the baby of the family.

Her older brother Greg stepped into the role of man of the house at an early age and Karen, their mother, was more than willing to allow him to do so, and when she was little, Samantha depended upon him too. However once he left the house, and the amount of Child support coming into the house decreased, Sam began to realize just how dependant her mother was, and how fragile their life style was.

Up to the age of 13 she had been encouraged to pursue her artistic talents, as her mother had every intent of seeing her married into society. As much to see her daughter cared for as to see her self cared for in her old age. Samantha however had something else in mind. She pushed herself and yes, pursued her art to satisfy her mother, but she pursued it in a way in which she could support herself.

When it came time to go to college and she had that inevitable conversation with her father who was paying for it all, they argued. He wanted her to study something less frivolous, seeing it more as her mothers influence than her idea and she resented it. They haven't really had much of a relationship since. While she was in school she would have dinner with him once a quarter to go over her grades, and she tried to show off her work but he was disinterested.

Once she graduated at the age of 21 she went to work for a reputable interior design firm, she worked there for three years, and held the occasional art show of her work, which her mother made sure was filled with those from her perceived social strata. Samantha was making it.

At 24, she had just opened her own business. She wasn't struggling but hadn't achieved the levels she wanted yet and was throwing herself into her work. Her brother Greg, who was just starting his career as a doctor (intentionally not in the same hospital as his father) invested in her as well as her best friend, also an artist, and decidedly gay.

She met Danny while celebrating her first large-scale client. Her best friend was interested but it took all of 10 seconds and two sentences to figure out that Danny was straight and was attracted to Samantha. The two went out when their busy schedules allowed, or when one or the other was in desperate need of a good lay. It was good. There was no commitment, no desire for any commitment. However one day Samantha woke up and realized that she hadn't gone out with anyone else in three months, and that scared her. She didn't want a man in her life right then. She wasn't who she wanted to be yet, and until she was there was no room for a real romance.

The pair got together for dinner one night and simultaneously broke it off with the other one. They parted well, and spoke when they saw each other for a couple of months. Samantha was too busy to go out with anyone else and then she got sick. Or at least she thought she was sick. Even went into the doctor when she was sick to her stomach for two weeks straight.

Her doctor laughed at her insistence that she couldn't be pregnant. They had been careful, more than careful. She hadn't been with anyone in three months. The doctor informed her it was quite a coincidence then that she was three months pregnant. Samantha decided not to tell Danny. She didn't want her child growing up with an absentee father. Neither did she tell her own father and her mother would thing the sky was falling if she had to face the idea of being a grand mother, so she decided to put it off until a good time.

A good time never came. Now at 6 months pregnant she finds herself in a car accident, and on her way to her fathers hospital in an ambulance.

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