Nichole shakes her head. "I don't know... I don't know..." She hides her eyes in Sam's shoulder. "I love you so much. Please don't leave me over this."

Sam finally begins to tear up...no active sobbing, just tears. "I'm not going to leave you, Nichole. I love you. But you're going to have to figure out whether you want to...you know, keep it..." he wipes his eyes with his hands, not wanting to be seen crying.

Sam keeps his arms around her. "I don't know...I mean, I'm pro-choice too, but..." he almost starts to cry but wipes his eyes again with his hand, "...the thought of...that...just feels really selfish right now...because I love you."

Nichole bites her lip. "Then I guess we've made our choice..." She says, looking up at Sam.


Ada giggles at Erica's reaction, and then turns back to Erich. "I am sure if we tell them that Herr Erich Hess wants to hear Tom Jones, they will play Tom Jones," She says back, smiling widely.

erica gets up and kisses erich and ada's cheeks. "i'll see you two in the morning...hopefully!" she giggles.

the coffee pot dings,and erich jumps. "thought that one had my number!" he slinks over to the coffee machine and pours two cups of coffee.he makes ada's rather dark and with quite a bit of sugar. his own has almost as much cream as it does coffee and several spoons of sugar. he swats at the coffee maker,to let it know who's boss then carefully brings the cups to the table. "here you go,sweetie...or do you want this coffee to go?"

Ada grabs some of the whiskey and pours it into the cup. "To go, please! We will have more fun on the road." She giggles.

Sam smiles at the thought. "I guess...I guess we are ready. I'm gonna be a dad..." he says, smiling. "I'm gonna be a dad at 22 and that's fine with me," he says, kissing her.

Nichole smiles a little bit more. "And I'm going to be a mother at twenty-one... This... This is going to work... We have integrity and patience..."

"red huh?" erich opens the door to a slightly less dilapidated than usual 72 cadillac for ada..."unless you wish to drive? we might have a better chance slipping by Rommel,if we have a fellow german driving."

erich looks at ada." i hear the words,but they dont make sense...you lived in germany,home of the autobahn,and the finest autos to grace the road...and you cannot drive? " erich grins at ada. "you want to learn?"