Love had once been many emotions that Jason Morgan was unfamiliar with. It wasn't until Robin Scorpio came into his life that he even knew the definition of feelings and love. Jason was then able to understand his emotions and convey them into his every day life.

When Carly first came to his door, pregnant and in trouble, Jason wasn't sure if he was doing the right thing by agreeing to be the father of her baby. However, from the first time that Michael was placed in his arms, Jason knew that he would do anything to protect him. There was nothing more painful then to watch his best friend and boss raise the little boy that Jason considered his. Letting go of Michael hurt more than Sonny and Carly's betrayal ever could.

The second that Jason found out that Michael had been shot; Jason felt a sharp pain flow through his heart. It was at that moment that he knew things would never be the same. He tried his best to remain strong but when his eyes met with Carly's at the hospital, he knew that regardless of who was Michael's father on paper he had been there first. His tough exterior crumbled as Carly reminded him of just that.

Elizabeth tried to be a supportive should but no matter how hard she tried, it just didn't seem to be what Jason needed. To make matters worse, she started harping on how dangerous his life was, as if this was something that he wasn't already aware of. In fact, it was something that she had always been aware of too, from the shooting that lead to him living in her art studio to the night when she thought her marriage was over and they conceived Jake. The danger in his life was always there, Elizabeth just picked times to be concerned about it.

Jason was becoming increasingly frustrated with Elizabeth's concern because Jason already felt as though his world was falling apart. There was not much more that he could deal with. He wanted to be sympathetic to Liz's concerns, but his heart just wasn't in it. When she chose to pull away again, Jason's didn't even allow himself to dwell on it too much. Once he was certain that Michael was going to be ok, he would deal with the insanity that had become his life.

After dealing with Ian Devlin, Jason got on his bike to go for a ride. Killing Ian didn't give Jason any satisfaction because he still didn't know who hired him and it still didn't bring any change to Michael. Riding was the only that Jason could do where he would be allowed to be alone with his thoughts. There was no one asking questions or in his face wanting to know how he felt.

Guilt was the most reasonable word surrounding Jason. His life, his profession always seemed to threaten the people surrounding him. He always lost the people closest to him because he carried a gun and now his job was threatening to take the most important person away from him. He may as well have pulled the trigger himself.

He didn't know how or why he was now standing outside this door. He was supposed to hate and the feeling should be mutual but he didn't know where else to go. Cautiously he knocked on the door before he lost his nerve. A few seconds the door opened and he looked down at the petite brunette.

"Jason? Hi. What are you doing here?" Sam McCall was shocked to say the least at seeing her former fiancée outside her door. While their breakup had been painful, the events that happened afterwards were simply unbearable.

She loved Jason with all of her heart but the fact that he had a baby with another woman was more than she could deal with. Especially since she was unable to conceive one of her own. Leaving Jason hurt her more than anything else in her life and she tried everything in her power to hurt him back. Things got so bad that he even threatened her life.

To be honest, Sam still loved Jason and not a day went by that she didn't think about him. She was happy with Lucky but there was no passion, just two hurt souls clinging to each other in order to feel.

"I don't know, really. I just, I didn't know where else to go." Sam nodded with understanding as she moved to let him in. Jason sunk into the couch while Sam went to grab him a beer. She sat in the chair, afraid to be too close. They sat in a weird silence before Jason finally spoke.

"She doesn't understand." Jason said simply. "She is scared for Jake and I get that but Michael is fighting for his life and I just…I can't be there for everyone, I just can't." Jason tiredly ran a hand over his face as he leaned his head back on the couch.

Sam bit her tongue as to not let out an easy insult on her most hated rival. Instead she propped her legs up on the chair and prepared to listen.

"It's easy for her to be there when things are easy, but my life is just something that she will never get. No one ever got it, but you. You were the only one that ever got it. You didn't question it or try to change me. You were just there, gun and all."

Sam let out a soft smile. "I guess that's why I'm here. I just needed to breathe. Needed to clear my head and figure out why this happened to Michael. Why does a small little boy have to pay our choices? That could be Jake. That could be my son."

"In a way that is your son, Jase. You love Michael as if he was your own. You don't have to explain your feelings to anyone. Not when it comes to this."

Icy blue eyes met intense brown ones as Jason looked at Sam. "Thank you." He whispered it so softly, Sam wasn't sure that she heard it.

"Sam, I'm sorry. I get it now. When you were doing all that shit after we broke up, I was so angry at you. But I get it now, the pain that you must have felt. This pain...it just eats at you. I don't know how to stop it. I just want any and everyone to feel this bad. I've been doing a lot of thinking and I guess I just now know how badly I hurt you and I'm really, really sorry."

Sam moved from her spot on the chair to sit down next to him. "It's ok. I didn't exactly make things easy. I'm not blameless." Jason grabbed a tight hold of Sam's hand and looked down at his jeans.

"Nothing makes sense anymore. I'm trying to believe that Michael will be ok, but I can't make myself believe something that I know isn't true. Even if he wakes up, he will never be the same." The tears that Jason had been holding in for weeks finally spilled over. He cried with an intensity that Sam was not familiar with. The only thing Sam could do was hold him as he cried.

Being this close again made Sam's heart ache. She never got over Jason and touching him again lit a fire in her soul. She continued to hold him until his tears subsided and he was now staring at her.

"I don't know what I'm doing anymore." Jason exclaimed as he placed his hands on Sam's face in a manner that was both familiar and foreign. Before he could even register what he was doing, his mouth found hers as they shard an explosive kiss.

Trying to not allow herself to think too much, Sam instead chose to give in to her desire for Jason. She knew that he would leave and act like nothing ever happened, but as their bodies became connected again, she didn't care. After gaining her breath, she waited for Jason to pull his clothes on and leave without a word. He surprised her when he grabbed her hand and pulled her in the bedroom.

They laid down in the bed without saying a word. She felt Jason's arms wrap around her and he instantly fell asleep as if he hadn't slept in weeks. She let her fingers run up and down his arm as she too gave into darkness.

She didn't know what the morning would bring, but at this point she didn't care. She was in the arms of the only man that she ever loved and even if it was just for a night, she was going to enjoy every second.