Sam… her long time enemy had reached out and pushed her to safty.
Now Brooke couldn’t figure out why this had happened. Not just
why
Nicole had attempted to kill her, but why Sam had saved her. She had
never had the best self image, but if Sam had thought she was worth
saving did that mean that she was? She had come at it from every
angle her mind could construe. Sam was just a great person. Well,
that was true, but there had to be more. Did god intervene? So she
had gone to the source of the saving herself. She had asked Sam why
she had pushed her out of the way.

Sam hadn’t been expecting the question. To her the reason was
obvious, and she wasn’t really a person who liked to get into
discussions like these. There were messy feelings involved and the
potential for mushiness. She had, however, explained calmly, only
blushing occasionally, why she had done it. She told Brooke about
seeing the fear and then feeling her own. She told her about having
to choose between the two fears and which one had won out. Brooke
had never imagined that loosing her would mean that much to Sam.

Loosing Brooke had made Sam face her fear for her own personal
safety. Sam truly was amazing. If she admitted it, that is when
their relationship had started to change. It had been just the two
of them sitting on a clean white hospital bed talking about why
people did the things they did. That is when Sam had brought up
faith. She had long been interested in Ancient philosophies. She
introduced Brooke to Plato, Buddhism, and a host of other exciting
new worlds.

She was learning new things about herself through the eyes of
ancient men and women who had studied humans their whole lives. It
was amazing and something that she never would have imagined she
would take up. It took staring down her own death in that metal
grill to change her perspective. She was still Brooke, just with a
little more faith that there was something else to humans besides a
need to inflict pain on each other.

She felt so literary and she knew if anyone outside of Sam found out
that she was reading the classics they would faint dead away, and
she was pretty sure Mary Cherry would have a conniption, as she
called it.