Peekskill, New York
August 17, 1942
8:00 AM
Waking up with a strong headache was not the way to begin this day,
Sam Beckett thought as he got out of his bed. The room was horrible.
The bed was too tough, it wouldn’t bend. The place was filled with
bugs, and it had no ventilation, so the air was stale.
Sam realized that Jacob did not have much money either if he slept in
places like this.
Looking in all of Jacob’s suitcases and brief cases, Sam saw that
Jacob only had one suit, so Sam was forced to wear it again.
Getting dressed, he felt dirty and filthy (The shower didn’t work).
He got all his stuff together, and left for Marie’s home. When he got
there, he heard the deep voice of a man, talking softly. He feared it
was Vincent Calavicci. When he ducked behind the side of the
house, Marie came out, and went to directly where Sam was.
"Jacob Blacksmith, what do you think your doing?" Marie was wearing
the same blue dress from yesterday.
"Um....I thought I heard Vincent, so I decided that it would be best
if I hide, so I wouldn’t get killed." Sam told her the truth.
"Jacob," Marie said. "You know Vincent always leaves at five in the
morning. Come on, there is something wrong with Trudy."
She led Sam into the house, where Sam saw Trudy, jumping up and down,
laughing and pointing to someone only Sam and Trudy could see. There
making images with the handlink, was Al.
"Trudy-Wudy." Al was making baby noises to Trudy.
"Jacob", Marie said, "She keeps pointing to thin air and saying ‘Al
big boy’. It’s like she sees an older Al."
"Where is Al?" Sam asked.
"He’s in his room." Marie said.
Sam left and searched every room, until he found young Al. He was in
his room, as Marie said. He looked up and saw Sam. He said "I thought
Mom said Jacob was coming?"
Sam chuckled and said, "Al, I am Jacob."
"No, you’re not! Jacob has black hair. You have brown hair and a
white stripe. You are not Jacob!" Al was mad to see Sam acting as
Jacob.
"Al. I’m wearing Jacob’s cloths, ain’t I? I look like Jacob in the
mirror, so how can I not be Jacob?" Sam tried using logic, but logic
didn’t work muck, either.
"No, your not! MOMMY!!!" Al screamed for Marie.
Marie came running in to see what was wrong with Al. "Al, honey,
what’s wrong?"
She sat on the floor, next to Al. Al pointed at Sam and said "This man
says that he’s Jacob, but he’s not. He’s a bad man. A bad, bad man."
"Albert Vincent Calavicci! That was naughty! Say your sorry to
Jacob!", Marie was mad about Al’s accusations.
"Marie." Sam said, "It’s okay, I mean boys will be boys, right?"
"No, Jacob. Al must be sorry for what he did. He did something
wrong, he apologize for it." Marie was serious.
"But Mom! That isn’t Jacob! That’s the person who the man in the
weird suit said he was in Jacob’s place. really mom!" Al was telling
the truth, but Marie couldn’t accept that as the truth. Al ran out
screaming because Marie did not believe him.
"That enough! Jacob I’ve had it! If we don’t leave now, I seriously
will kill myself! Don’t think for a moment I won’t!" Marie was now
screaming. Sam wasn’t sure if she could deal with this pressure.
"Samuel. Marie Calavicci does, in fact commit suicide. A shame
really, I feel, that all lives can be useful." Sam expected the deep,
raspy voice of Al, but instead he heard the rich, English accented voice
of Edward St. John the Fifth.
"Edward?" Sam was surprised not to see Al, though now he was losing
all memory of him.
"Edward? Who’s Edward?" Marie asked.
"Edward? Oh, he’s my cousin. Al reminds me of him when he was young.
I need to use the bathroom ".
"Fine, but then we need to talk!" Marie was serious.
Getting in the bathroom, Sam turned towards Edward and said "How did
you get here? Where’s....where’s........ what am I talking about" Sam
was quickly forgetting about his friendship with Al.
"Samuel? You act as though you have no recollection of me. Could it
be the memory lapses have now shunned out your memories of me? I shall
have too ask Alpha on this one." He acted with no emotion or sympathy.
"Edward, Could you ask Alpha what happens to Al and Trudy?" Sam
forgot why he’d asked, but it seemed like Al was important, even though
he’d only met Al five minutes ago.
"Alpha says that Al goes to an orphanage, joins a gang and dies in a
rival fight. Trudy was committed to Overton home for the mentally
retarded. She dies at age nine of unknown origin." Edward St.John V
said.
"That’s horrible! How do I change this?" Sam felt more concerned
about the Calavicci’s then he ever felt about anyone he ever leaped into
the save.
"Alpha still predicts the chances that if have Marie Calavicci write
the note, she’ll live with Jacob, and Al will live to be an Admiral in
the United States Navy. Though, nothing you can do, shall have an
affect on the life of Trudy Calavicci." The English voice sounded odd
to Sam, even though he had known Edward since the Star Bright project.
"A note is all it takes to save Al and Trudy? Sam was surprised to
have such an easy solution.
"Alpha predicts it. I’ll go see how Dr. Gushman is dealing with
Alpha’s new biretectical herintation devise." Edward said as he was
leaving the lighted door.
"Okay. I’ll get Marie to write the note and then I guess I’m gone."
Sam was now talking to himself. Edward had already left.
Leaving the bathroom, Sam saw Marie with one of the meanest faces he
had ever seen.
"Jacob Blacksmith! We need to talk!" Marie was mad.
"Not right now. Pack now, then we’ll talk." Sam hoped she knew what
he was talking about, because he didn’t want to say ‘Mrs. Calavicci, I
am taking you away from Mr. Calavicci.’
"Jacob, you mean.....now? We’re leaving now?" Marie was surprised to
see Jacob/Sam was ready to take her away.
"I will do it, if you do me a favor." Sam said.
"What may this favor be?" Marie had a smirk on her face, as though
she was expecting him to say something sexual. But that would have been
a Jacob favor, not a Sam favor.
"That you write a note to Al and Trudy telling them why you had to
leave."
"A note? We’re taking them with us, aren’t we?" Marie was surprised
to hear Jacob say she can’t take her kids. "You were saying, just a few
days ago, that I had to keep my kids, or no one would take care of
them."
"Sam"
Sam turned around to see a man he had never seen before wearing an odd
green polyester jacket. "Who are you? Where Edward?". Sam was
confused, but suddenly memories came bursting into his head.
"Edward? Sam are you okay?" AL was scared for his friend.
"Al, quick! Ask Alpha, I mean Ziggy about a man named Edward
St..................JOHN! the fifth!" Sam was proud of himself, but
Marie was beginning to get scared by all this.
"Okay, Sam." Al had a look of fear from his friend. "Edward St. John
V, Born May 16, 1937. Father, Edward St. John IV. Mother, Louisa St.
John. He was in second running for the job of lead observer for project
Quantum Leap. If you hadn’t recommended me,
chances are he would have been here instead of me."
"I don’t remember anything about him. Have I ever met him?" Sam was
confused by the question he had asked. How did he remember Edward St.
John V?
"Ziggy says..." Al punched in a few keys. "Yes and no. Yes and no?
What kind of answer is that? Gushie! What the hell does Ziggy mean?"
"Jacob, dear, who are you talking too?" Marie was confused because
Jacob/Sam was talking to what Marie saw as nothing.
" I’m talking to.....nobody." Sam hoped that would work. It didn’t.
"Nobody? Jacob, your acting as though you see a man who isn’t there,
just like.....Trudy and Al do. Jacob, what’s happening?" Marie was
beginning to see what was happening.
Sam realized that he had to keep Marie’s mind busy enough so that she
did not realized that Jacob was not Jacob.
"Marie, please. Just listen to me. I need you to write the note.
When you finish the note, we’ll leave." Sam was hoping he was promising
something that Jacob would also promise.
"Well, What about Al and Trudy?" Marie said.
At the same time Marie asked her question, Al said, "Sam, your not
going to believe this, but according to Ziggy, I just disappeared from
Project Quantum Leap for about five minutes. Ziggy says that when my
Mother had threatened suicide, my life was totally altered. Because my
life had changed I never lived past....." He was reading the handlink.
"Age fourteen? Wow, talk about dying young! When I disappeared, St.
Johnny boy was lead advisor. Ziggy says, according to your personal
memoirs before you leap, you really did not like that guy."
"Marie, Vincent can take care of Al and Trudy. But we must live our
lives the way we want to. Just write the note and hope that your
children will understand." Sam addressed the last part of the phrase to
Al, but he wasn’t listening. He was trying his best not to have
to face his mother.
"Well, fine, I guess. Could you get me a pen and a pencil of paper?"
Sam heard a sniffle in her voice. He knew this was a hard thing for her
to do, but she needed to do it, or be miserable for the rest of her
life.
"Sure" Sam said. "No problem."
After five minutes, Marie finished her letter, and proudly showed it
to Sam. "There, I finished it. The letter is addressed to both Al and
Trudy. You want to hear it?" There was the sound of desperation in her
voice. Sam suspected that she need Jacobs/Sams approval of what she had
written.
"I have it too, Sam." Al showed Sam a yellowing piece. Though it was
beaten and ragged, Sam recognized it as the piece of paper Marie was
holding right now.
"Let me hear it." Sam was referring to both Marie and Al. Both
nodded and began to speak.
"To my dearest Trudy and Al" Both Al and Marie said. "I am writing
this letter to explain why I had to leave you. It was not because I did
not love you. It was because I no longer loved your father. I fell in
love with a new man named Jacob Blacksmith. He is a caring man who
would do anything for me. If not for him, you, my children, would
never had received this letter. And so I end this letter with my
undying love for you and I hope that in a short time, I may see you, my
children again.
With my love,
Mommy"
Both Marie and Al stopped at the same time. Marie was crying while Al
mumbled about he seeing him a short time. Sam just smiled at her and
said, "That was great. Could you do me one favor to show that I was a
part of this letter?"
"Sure, Jacob." Marie sniffled. "Anything. What is it."
"Could I," Sam said. "By any chance, Write a PS at the end of the
letter, to show I also care for Al and Trudy?"
"Fine, I guess." Marie said. "Here you go." She passed him the
letter and the pencil.
"Sam," Al said. "This is weird but, a new part is appearing on the
letter." Al then turned around and saw Sam writing something on the
letter. "Sam! You know that’s against the laws of Quantum Leaping!"
Al was shocked to see that Sam was deliberately breaking the rules of
Leaping.
"Read it." Sam had finished and was now addressing his command to
Marie and Al.
"Okay." Marie said.
"Sam, What do you think your doing? This could alter the future.
Sam!" Al was a bit scared of what Sam might of done.
"Just read it." Sam meant to say it to Al, but Marie thought he was
talking to her.
"I said I would, just give me the piece of paper!" Marie was laughing
thing that Sam was joking around with her.
"Fine." Said Al,"But I don’t like the idea of you messing up my
past."
Sam gave the paper to Marie and both began to read at once. "PS
This is "Jacob" I am just saying don’t be so bitter to your mom. I’ve
been with her for a whole day and I can honestly say that she loves you
more than anything I know. And also keep your sister safe.
Your pal,
Sam"
"Jacob, who’s Sam?" Marie was curious.
"Sam, you didn’t!" Al was smirking, despite knowing this would cause
trouble.
"Jacob?" Marie asked.
Sam just smile at her, sweetly, as the blue glow surrounded his body.
Taking him to a new place and a new life. Little did he know that it
would take him directly back into the life of the future Admiral Albert
Vincent Calavicci.
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