THID IS MY BRAND NEW STORY!
THINGS YOU SHOULD KNOW:
I ALTERED HISTORY!
SAM AND JASON ARE SO FAR APART ONLY THIER GHOSTLY OFFSRPING CAN HELP THEM.
LILA AND JAKE ARE BOTH GHOSTS, WITH LILA BEING A YEAR OLDER.
JASON TRIED TO MAKE IT WORK WITH ELIZABETH, AND SAM WITH LUCKY BUT NIGHT CHANGED ALL THAT.
SAM WATCHING JAKE GET KIDNAPPED NEVER HAPPENED, THOUGH SHE FEELS GUILT ABOUT SOMETHING! (HMMM...)
SAM IS A P.I. HOWEVER, SHE IS GOING THROUGH AN EMOTIONAL ISSUE SHE DOESN'T KNOW HOW TO DEAL WITH.
JASON MORGAN DOES NOT HAVE HIS HEAD ENTIRELY UP HIS (FILL IN THE BLANK) IN THIS STORY!
MY OTHER STORIES WILL BE FINISHED!
WELP...
HERE IT GOES...
The pain enveloping her heart was deafening. She didn't understand how she had gotten to this place.
The world around her was dark, and she had no idea how to find a light to find her way out. She didn't want this anymore.
She didn't want to be the woman everyone made her out to be. She wanted to be…that's just it, she didn't know what she wanted to be, but this wasn't it.
Things needed to change. She needed to change and that included changing the people around her. She couldn't let pain rule in her life anymore.
Sam McCall was going to get her life together, for herself. It would be a real first for her. She was always sacrificing things that meant something to her just to please others, but now, she was going to things for herself.
Sam was going to live for herself, not the approval of others.
It was about time!
His life was nothing like what he had planned. Then again, nothing was as he had planned it.
He hadn't planned to fall in love and he most certainly hadn't planned to hurt her, the woman he trusted to protect his heart.
He had failed her miserably, and in failing her he'd gone and failed himself too. Nothing else mattered anymore, because she was gone and he could only blame himself.
Jason Morgan was the one thing he despised most in the world: a lair.
He lied to Sam when he told her that he would never hurt again, and he lied to himself when he convinced himself he no longer loved her.
Now Jason was ready to stop the lies and start fresh. He was ready to rid himself and Sam of the pain.
Finally!
Sam McCall and Jason Morgan had fallen completely apart. They had broken each other so deeply and so fiercely that it was impossible to tell what was left of their hearts.
But now that both were ready to repair the damage they'd inflicted upon themselves, two very special people were ready to help.
"Do you really think we can do this?" A blonde haired little boy with vibrant blue eyes, asked.
"We can do anything! Don't you know who are father was?" A dark-haired girl, with her mother's mocha colored eyes responded.
"Of course I know who our dad was! I look just like him. I'm just scared. What if this doesn't work?"
"It has to work."
"Why?"
"It's in our blood silly."
"You're right"
"Girls always are!" The little girl quipped before she took off running.
"Take that back!" The little boy responded before taking off after her.
Sam chewed on her bottom lip as she looked down at the envelopes sitting on her desk. Her nerves were raw and pretty soon her lip would be too. She had written six letters to six individuals who she felt she had something to say.
Sam eyes drifted to the duffel bad on the floor beside her. She had packed a bag for her trip to Colorado. She had a case that required her attention, so she'd decided to rent a cabin and stay for two weeks. Before she could go though, Sam had to mail each letter.
Her plan was to deal with the fallout, when she got back from Colorado.
With one last sigh, Sam grabbed the letters up in one hand her duffel bag in the other. She tucked the letters under her arm, grabbed her keys and was out the door.
She'd be back!
Jason looked out the window as the plane rose higher into the ground. He was so tense and thriving at the opportunity to get away for a while.
His thumb swiped over the envelope in his hand. The envelope was addressed to him, from Sam. Even thinking her name caused his breath to hitch, and his chest to tighten.
Jason's eyes drifted down to the letter. He sighed once more. There was no way he could open the letter. Jason Morgan, the best mob enforcer around, couldn't open a letter addressed to him from his ex-girlfriend.
Why?
Jason was scared about what the letter would say. More importantly he was scared about what the letter would do to him.
If the letter was Sam's final goodbye, Jason wouldn't be able to handle it. The idea of living in Port Charles without Sam scared Jason more than anything. The idea of never seeing Sam again made his heart break into irreparable pieces.
It was the reason he was taking a vacation. Jason needed to get away for a while to clear his head, and prepare himself to open the letter.
Jason leaned back further into his chair, as the plane cruised. His thoughts and his heart filled with one thing: Sam.
Jason could only hope that Sam's doorman was wrong. There was no way Sam would just up and leave. According to the doorman, Sam had her duffel bag and looked ready to be gone for Port Charles for a while. Jason just hoped it was case she was working on, or maybe she too needed a vacation.
Sam sighed as she finally arrived at her cabin for the next two weeks. She used her key to open the door. Sam dropped her bad near the door, and closed the door behind her. She smiled as one emotion invaded her: peace.
She was free from the judgment of Port Charles for two weeks, and she was going to enjoy it.
Sam walked throughout the house, taking in the beautiful hardwood floor, the majestic fireplace, and the hot tub that called her name.
She smiled and settled herself on the couch in front of the fireplace. This was the perfect place to relax and clear her head, before she had to face Port Charles again.
Sam booted up her laptop and begin going over her case file. She was here to get her job done and then she could relax.
Jason clenched his fists tightly, causing his knuckles to turn white.
The plane he'd been on had to land in Colorado due to a bad storm that was brewing. Thus, thwarting Jason's plans to get away and relax. Now he was stuck in an airport.
"Sir?" A flight attendant who'd been on Jason's plane spoke.
Jason looked up at her and try to hide the irritation he knew was swimming in his eyes.
"Yes," Jason replied as he unclenched his fists.
"If you don't wish to stay in the airport for the time being, you could maybe stay at the lodge that is nearby. If you plan to, you better hurry, the cabins fill up pretty fast."
Jason sighed, he hadn't planned to stay in a cabin in Colorado, but it beat staying in an airport for who knows how long.
"Thanks." Jason responded.
"No problem." The flight attendant answered back.
Jason grabbed his duffle back and secured the letter inside his leather jacket. He walked out the airport doors and waited for a taxi.
Sam closed her laptop and rose form the couch. She was in need of a serious soak in the hot tub. Maybe it would get her mind off of everything else. She couldn't stop thinking
about when people would get their letters, let alone what the fallout would be.
Sam walked through the house, into the bedroom, and then into the bathroom. She changed into her midnight blue bikini.
She pulled her hair up and headed to the kitchen to pour herself a glass of wine.
Jason Morgan was officially irritated. All he wanted at the moment was to sleep. He was standing at the front office and boy was he irritated. All of the cabins were occupied.
"If you'd like sir, I can ask one of our guests who's staying alone if she'd like to allow you to sleep in the other bedroom of her cabin." The woman standing behind the desk spoke.
Jason had no other choice at this point. He only hoped the woman would be gracious enough to allow him to occupy the other bedroom in her cabin.
"Fine." Jason responded.
Sam smiled to herself as she sunk herself lower into the hot tub. She was so relaxed. The quiet had never been so enjoyable.
Sam thought too soon.
"Hi Sam!" A little boy's voice drifted to Sam ear.
Sam jumped causing her wine glass to fall over. Sam opened her eyes in shock. She knew that voice. It belonged to a little boy Sam had wronged once. That voice belonged to Jacob Morgan, son of Jason Morgan.
The only problem was, Jacob Morgan died a year ago.
"Jake?" Sam said with her eyes wide open. Jake was sitting in a chair near the hot tub.
"That's me!"
"What was in my wine?" Sam mumbled to herself. She let her eyes roam over Jake. She must be drunk. Jake was gone. She knew that for a fact because whenever she visited Lila's grave she made sure to visit Jake's too.
"You're not crazy Sam!" Jake giggled.
"But you…"
"I'm a ghost who has been sent here to help you."
"I'm losing my mind" Sam mumbled to herself.
"No you're not silly. I am really a ghost and I am really here to help you."
Sam reached her hand out and touched Jake's shoulder. When she made contact, she jumped back as if she'd been burned.
"I can touch you." Sam spoke.
"You're the only person who can, because I was sent here to help you."
"You keep saying that. What are you supposed to help me with?"
"I'm here to help you and my dad get back together."
"It's official, I've finally gone nuts."
Sam climbed out of the hot tub. She wrapped a towel around herself and walked toward her bedroom. No more wine for her!
"Don't leave me Sammy!"
Jake took off running after Sam. He caught up to her just as she entered the bedroom.
Jason waited as the woman behind the desk called to see if the woman staying alone in the cabin would allow him to occupy her spare bedroom.
As he was waiting a little girl walked up to him.
"Hi Daddy!" She spoke.
Jason looked down at the girl. She wearing a cute blue an white dress and her long black hair was just above her waist.
"I'm sorry." Jason said, his voice light, "I'm not your father."
"Of course you are Daddy! It's me Lila!"
Jason heart constricted at just the name. Lila. The daughter he never got to be a father to. The child who'd made Jason realize he wanted to be a father.
"Lila?" Jason's voice was barely above a whisper.
"Yes Daddy" Lila beamed.
Sam was in the middle of contemplating committing herself to an asylum. She was obviously crazy. The proof was in the seven year old boy who was staring up at her as she paced the bedroom floor. His blue eyes following her every step.
"Sammy!"
"Yes, Jake."
Sam smacked her hand against her head. She was losing it.
"When the phone rings answer it and say yes."
"Huh?"
Before Sam could get an answer out of Jake, the phone rang. Sam walked over to the phone and picked it up.
"Hello?"
"Yes ma'am, hello. This is Amanda down at the front office. I'm really sorry to do this, but there's a serious snowstorm brewing and due to unforeseen events we have a numerous amount of people seeking a place to stay for the night. Since you have a two bedroom cabin and your only occupying one bedroom we were hoping you'd allow another guest to occupy the second bedroom."
Sam bit down on her lip. Did she really want another person sharing her cabin.
Jake jumped off the bed and stood beside Sam.
"Say yes." Jake urged.
"O….k" Sam replied into the phone. She didn't know why but she was listening to Jake, or her subconscious, or her brain on overload. The bottom line, Sam agreed to have a guest in her cabin.
"Yes!" Jake jumped up and down in his excitement.
"Thank you so much for your cooperation ma'am." Amanda spoke.
"Sweetheart, maybe you need to go find your mom." Jason suggested to Lila, who'd made herself comfortable on the chair beside Jason.
"I'll be seeing mommy soon, don't worry." Lila said.
"Mr. Morgan," Amanda's voice interrupted before Jason could say something else, "the woman is willing to share a cabin with you."
"Come on Daddy! We have to go see mommy." Lila grabbed Jason's hand as she stood up.
Jason, not wanting to hurt the little girl's feelings, followed behind her.
Amanda knocked on the door of the cabin as Jason stood with Lila steady at his side.
Sam ran across the room, and placed her hand on the doorknob. She stopped before she could open the door and reminded herself to breathe. Jake stood beside her.
"It's ok Sammy, you can do this."
"Aww, thanks Jakey."
If Sam was losing her mind, she was going to embrace it.
The knock sounded again, pulling Sam from her thoughts.
Sam turned the doorknob and pulled open the door, her heart lurching in her chest at the sight before her.
She stared into the eyes of one Jason Morgan, so much for getting some relaxation.
Beside Sam, Jake wore a beaming smile.
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