Summary: Sam McCall is a con-artist, and she cons three men out of their money. The three men promise revenge on her, and from there we will go to Chapter 1.

So this is a work in progress. I started this over at D&T, and thought I should also post here.

It's a little different than other stories I wrote, and this is going to be a short story. I don't want to take it too long.

Daniel Young

Samantha McCall looked at the ad in the paper and smiled. This was perfect – this man was practically begging for a wife, and she needed the money. Daniel Young – young, rich, and looking for a partner. It couldn't get any better. Then she looked up at the man – who was standing a couple of feet away from her – and smiled again. The man was also kind of handsome. Normally she didn't like rich men – only to steal their money – but by his looks she could like spending a little time with him. She had already asked around for information about the man, and knew he had just lost his first wife and needed someone to keep up appearances in his 'circles'. By the looks of it, no one really understood what he meant by that, but she did. He needed a woman who was able to play like she was in love with him, but the fact was that he didn't want her to be in love – not with him anyway. She took a step in his direction and then took another one, and some more – causing her to bump into him, and she made it look like she fell. He turned around, his arms slid around her waist and he held her upright.

''Are you ok, miss?'' he asked, and she nodded, and smiled at him as he carefully let her go, ''good,'' he said with a nod, and she took a deep breath.

''I read your ad,'' she said softly – trying to make sure no one heard her; she didn't want to embarrass him. He widened his eyes and then nodded, ''if you don't-''

''Come on, I want to talk to you somewhere private,'' he whispered harshly, and she nodded and followed him as he walked to a door, leading to an empty room. He closed the door and locked it, making sure no one could get in – or out. Sam didn't like the idea of being locked in a room with a stranger, but she never showed fear or discomfort.

''Ok, we're alone now,'' she said with a smile, and he nodded and ran his hand through his hair and sighed.

''You read the newspaper and you see that ad – when you see me you run to me?'' he asked, and she nodded. What good would it do to deny it?

''Yep,'' she simply offered, and he nodded and sighed again.

''I need someone who will act like she is in love in public – but not in private. I don't want another wife, but this is good for business. So if you think you're not up for it-''

''I have one condition – if we were to do this,'' she said with one eyebrow raised, and he frowned and then nodded.

''If we were to do this, what would be the condition?'' he asked, and she took a deep breath.

''I need money – before we get married I need money to pay my bills and stuff,'' she wasn't sure he would buy it, ''I've been having trouble to get around – that is the only reason I want to get married to you, but you have to help me with this first,'' she said, and he sighed. He was silent while he thought about it, and she tried to stay calm. She glanced at the door and back at him, and saw him looking at her.

''If I send you the money today will you be willing to marry me next week?'' he asked her, and she waited a little while before nodding, ''ok, that's settled then,'' he said, and she smiled.

''Thank you – you are a life saver,'' she told him, whispering. He nodded and sighed.

''The money will be…'' he paused and frowned, ''where do I send it?''

''I need it cash – I don't feel comfortable giving out my bank numbers – if you don't mind,'' she told him, and he nodded with a frown.

''How much do you need, by the way?'' he asked her, and she told him the amount. She saw his eyes widen, and then he laughed softly.

''If you don't want to – I mean, I can look for another way, but…'' her voice faded, leaving him to think what will happen. He didn't know what would happen when you can't pay the bills, and he nodded. He grabbed a pen and a piece of paper, and wrote down his number. Then he tore of a little piece and gave it to her.

''Write down your number here, and I will call you when I have the money and I will bring it to you,'' he said, and she nodded and wrote down her number. Then she gave him the piece of paper and smiled, ''it's nothing – that's just the kind of amount I spend in a week,'' he joked, and she smiled. He was easy to talk into doing something – and because he was rich he probably wouldn't even miss the money, ''now, I have to go back because I don't want them to start asking questions. When we are married we will just have to figure out a way to make them believe we are in love,'' he said, and she nodded.

''We'll think of something,'' she said, and then he nodded again and unlocked the door. For Sam, breathing suddenly became a whole lot easier. She watched him walk out the room and them waited for a little while to leave the room, and the building.

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Sam walked around town and wondered why the man needed a wife. He had given her a poor excuse about it being good for business, but she didn't really believe it. Not that it mattered, because she would be gone by tomorrow, and she would have to think about the guy anymore. She would be going to Port Charles – she knew someone, who knew someone that needed someone to marry him because something had happened. She didn't know what, but she would be there by the end of tomorrow, and she would start digging around. She bumped into someone and almost fell.

''Look where you're going,'' the someone said with a heavy Italian accent, and she looked up to see the face belonging to the voice. He was gorgeous, and when he looked at her he smiled, ''sorry – didn't see you, and I was in thought so I was snapping,'' he said, and again she was intrigued by his accent. She loved accents, and especially Italian ones.

''It's ok, I didn't watch where I was going,'' she said to him, and he smiled again.

''Can I make it up to you – maybe buy a drink?'' he asked, and she shrugged and then nodded. What harm could it do to drink something with the guy? ''I'm Ciro Russo,'' he said, and she smiled.

''I'm Sam,'' she replied, and he nodded and bowed his head.

''Nice to meet you,'' he said, ''are you ready? I know a great place just around the corner,'' he said, and she nodded. He grabbed her hand and pulled her with him.

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Later that night Sam sat waiting for the call. She had hoped he would have called sooner, but she knew the ups and downs of this scam. Then around 10 PM he called, and told her he had the money. She dumped her duffle bag in her car and drove over to some hotel, and then called him back, telling him where to meet her. She waited there for him to arrive, and when he did she smiled at him.

''Ok, so I wanted to come sooner but there was a reception at my work, and I needed to stay for a little while,'' he explained, and she suppressed a smile. She didn't understand this guy – he just explained why he was late to a complete stranger.

''It's ok, Daniel,'' she told him, and he nodded and then sighed in relief.

''I didn't want you to think I wouldn't keep my promise – I mean, we are going to live together soon, so I want you to know that I will always keep my promises,'' he said, and she nodded.

''Ok, I understand – it's ok,'' she said again, and he nodded.

''Ok, wait here, I'm going to get the money,'' he said, and she nodded and watched him walk back to the car. He had a big car, and when she turned to look at her own old car, she sighed. She turned back when she heard him close the door of his car and walk back. He had a big envelope in his hand, and she smiled, ''here you go – I will call you later to talk about next week,'' he said, ''but I have to go back now, because I told them I would come back,'' he added, and she nodded.

''Thank you so much,'' she said, and she stepped forward to hug him. A hug couldn't hurt, and he thought they were getting married so she had to keep up appearances. When she stepped back he smiled and turned around to walk away.

''I'll call you,'' he said to her again, and then he stepped in the car and drove away. She stepped in her own car, and then she laughed. He had been too easy, and when she would think back on it, she would smile. She started her car and started driving.

She sighed, glad this one was easy – but she knew not everyone was going to be this easy. She had heard about Jason Morgan – the guy she was going to go to now – and she knew he was a difficult man. She had the whole day tomorrow to think of something she would do to make him believe she needed the money, and she was going to use it. Right now, she needed to drive out of town and get some rest, because she was going to have a long day ahead of her.

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The next day Daniel decided to call Samantha to set a date and make sure she would be there. He dialed the number on the piece of paper and was shocked when he heard the number didn't exist. He didn't understand – he had called this number last night and it had existed. He called around to check where she was staying, but the problem was he didn't know her last name. He cursed, then started calling around and found out her last name – McCall. He called someone he knew that could do a background check, and waited for him to call back with the information. When he did, Daniel was shocked. Then he got angry and promised revenge to her for stealing his money.

Please read and review - it really helps me writing this fic, 'cause now I still have that writersblock for this story and I can't seem to get writing this one.

I have up to chapter 1 - so 3 chapters ahead - and I'm stuck on chapter 2.