Disclaimer: I don't own GH or any of the characters.

This fic takes place a couple of years after Jason Q. becomes Jason Morgan. He works for Sonny and lives in the penthouse across the hall. He was in love with Robin at one point. (Her being his first love) and he did have a fling with Carly but she is married to Sonny and Michael is really Sonny's son. AJ doesn't exist. Jason is 22 at the start of this fic and he still has that coldness about him. Sam is an 18 year old girl that came into town to find her birth mother since both her adopted parents died. She still grew up with her adopted father and grew up conning people so she will still have that edge. This is a fic I came up with out of nowhere so I hope you enjoy.

Chapter 1

She walked into Jakes with her tight blue jeans, white tank top and baby blue leather jacket. She looked around and sized up the place, pool tables, jukebox, broken pinball machine, dirty old men eyeing her like she was a steak fresh off the grill. God this place smells like stale cigarettes and cigars. She thought to herself. She walked up to the bar, dropped her bag and asked Coleman, "Could you get me a double shot of tequila? And a beer. Whatever you have on tap is fine."

"Sure sweet thang." said Coleman in his usual, disgusting tone.

"Look here, cowboy. Keep your tongue in your mouth and your cock in your pants. There is nothing sweet about me. And you don't have a chance in hell of ever finding out for yourself. At least not in the way you want. Keep staring at me like that and you're going to see that I'm sour as anything you can imagine."

"Look don't you get your panties in a bunch there Miss. I ain't seen you around here before." He said pouring the tequila and giving her the beer.

"That's because I just came into town two hours ago." she downed the tequila. She was grateful he didn't ask for ID. That's why she came in here. It looked like a seedy place that didn't ask too many "legitimate" questions. "Let me get another double."

"Well if you're looking for someplace to stay, I rent out rooms upstairs. They ain't much but they got a bed, bathroom and a window, and they're cheap."

"That sounds right up my alley. I think I'll take one for the few days I'm here." She downed the second double shot of tequila and grabbed the beer. She strolled over to the pool table and thought; this is going to be so easy. She asked if she could play next. The three guys there all stepped back to let her know she was up. She knew it was only because they would get to stare at her ass when she bent over to take a shot. She didn't care though. She was use to it and used it to her advantage. In a matter of an hour she had hustled all three men out of almost 500 dollars. "Thanks guys, you helped fund my Port Charles vacation. It's greatly appreciated." They all cursed her and left. She decided to play a solo game. She looked around and realized that she was the only one left in the bar. "Does this mean you're closing up early?" She asked looking at Coleman.

"Only if I have no paying customers." He said.

"Well here's a hundred for the room for a couple of nights and here's another fifty for drinks. Keep the tequila coming til I run out my money. I'll see if I'm drunk enough by then or if I need to get more."

"Sure thing doll." He cracked a smile. She shot him a look that said. Watch it mister or you'll pay severely. "I apologize." He said quickly. She went back to playing her game and Coleman brought over another two double shots of tequila and 1 beer. She threw the first shot back. "Damn you can drink girl, for someone so tiny, I would have thought you'd be on your ass by now." Coleman said.

"Yeah well, I'm not so shut up and bring another one. Make it two." She finished off her fourth double shot of tequila. She picked up the beer and took a sip just as the door to Jake's opened. In walked the hottest guy Sam had ever seen in her life. Dirty blonde, spiked hair, piercing blue eyes, and broad shoulders. He had a clean but rugged look about him. And when he walked over to the bar, she checked out his ass. It looks firm. She thought to herself. She watched as he took a seat at the bar and talked to Coleman. She bit her lip at the thoughts that were going through her head. She shook it off and started to play again.

Jason Morgan immediately took notice to the petite, dark haired beauty by the pool table and went to get the skinny from Coleman, who she was. He wondered what a beautiful and tiny woman like her would be doing in a place like Jake's alone. He walked over to the bar. "Let me get a beer."

"Sure thing Morgan. What brings you out here tonight? I usually only see you if there's trouble and you think I have some kind of info." He handed Jason a cold one. Jason took a swig from it before answering.

"I wanted a beer. I passed by. You have beer. It's that simple."

"And so it is." Coleman responded. He was about to ask about the girl at the pool table by herself but turned around at the sound of Sam coming up behind him.

"Excuse me." She said to Jason, turning her attention to Coleman. "Can I get the rest of the drinks I paid for? I'm dying of thirst over there."

Coleman laughed and pulled out a large glass, filling it with tequila. "There you go miss. That should cover the balance." He then pulled out two ice cold beers and pushed them towards her. "And these are on the house. Enjoy."

"Thanks. I plan to." Just then she turned to Jason and noticed him watching her. "Can I help you?"

"I don't know. Can you?" He smirked.

Sam being the feisty girl she was only smiled and took a step closer to Jason. "Oh, I'm pretty sure I can but you need to help me first."

"And how would I do that?"

"You play pool?"

"Sure do."

"That's great. You mind playing a round with me? I really don't like to play by myself. And there's no one else here."

"What's in it for me?"

"Next round of drinks on me."

"I can afford my own drinks."

"Okay so what can I do to help you if you play pool with me?"

"Let's just say you'll owe me one." He remembered the last time he picked someone up in a bar. Carly had caused him more grief than he needed for a lifetime; and still did. But he was entertained by this girl and decided to keep the game going for a little while.

"Yeah. Fine. Just rack em. So what's your name?"

"Jason. And yours?" He said emptying the pockets of the pool table to rack the balls.

"Sam. You from around here?"

"Yes and obviously you're not; otherwise you'd know that already. So where are you from?"

"All over. Nowhere in particular. Age?"

"If I didn't know any better than I would think you were trying to get to know me." He said as she broke. She sunk in 2 solids.

"If you don't want to tell me, that's fine. Shit!" She had missed her shot.

"22 and you?" He brushed passed her as he went to line up his shot.

"Legal." She gave him a half smile. He stared at her with a quizzical look. Those bright blue eyes staring straight into her dark brown ones. I wonder what he's like in bed. She thought. She bit her bottom lip at the thought.

"That's cute but not an answer." He said.

"Fine. 21." she said rolling her eyes.

"Was that so hard?" He asked. He brushed passed her again. This time doing it on purpose. He landed another shot.

Not if you believed it. She thought to herself. "Not at all." She said out loud. And she took a huge swallow of the large cup of tequila Coleman had given her.

They continued to make small talk. Sam gave him a vague excuse for being in town. Something about passing through to see a great aunt on her way to NYC. She asked what he did for a living and he was just as vague with his answer, saying he worked as somewhat of an assistant. She almost asked him what that meant but something about the look on his face told her not to. That was okay. If she didn't press him for answers then he wouldn't be inclined to press her for any. After a couple of games and a lot of drinks later. They called it a night. Jason left out and Sam grabbed her bag and went upstairs to her room. This place is the pits. She thought. I need an upgrade. Sam was about to jump in the shower but decided that she wanted to get something to eat. It was about 1am now and she wondered if a small town like this had a 24 hour diner. Sam went to her bag. She grabbed her .22 caliber pistol and her switch blade. It wasn't that she couldn't handle a larger gun, it was just that the .22 was small enough to conceal under her small clothes and the switch blade was quicker to get to and never needed to be reloaded. She had done her homework on Port Charles. She knew that this town was known for high mob activity. Besides, she carried her weapons everywhere. She was small and she knew it and because she was attractive, men constantly tried to take advantage.

She left out of her room and decided to find someplace to grab some food. She ended up on the pier. She stopped to look at the harbor. The water looked jet black at night with the moon giving it a slight shimmer. She thought about what it was going to be like to meet her birth mother. She had done all her homework and knew that her mother was here in Port Charles. Her name was Alexis Davis and she was a high profile defense attorney. Sam decided that she would meet her with no intentions on telling her who she was. She wanted to see what kind of feel she got off of her first. Sam was lost in thought and didn't hear the man come up behind her.

"You're the little bitch that scammed me and my friends out of our money." He scowled.

She jumped and turned around to face him. She gave him a disgusted look. "Well maybe if you and your friends paid closer attention to the game instead of my breast and ass, it wouldn't have been so easy."

He grabbed her wrist and got really close to her face. She turned away from him and tried to pull free. He grabbed her waist with his free hand and pulled her close to him, grinding his pelvis on her waist, getting himself excited. "You can keep the money; just pay me back another way." He put his face into her neck and licked her. That was it for Sam.

"Not on your life." And she kicked back, getting him to release her wrist. She grabbed for her blade and cut his arm.

"You little bitch." He pulled back and punched her. She hadn't expected it so she dropped the blade and he swung again and caught her in the side of her head. She was about to reach for her gun when another voice came up from behind her.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you." It was another one of the guys from the bar came up behind her. He must have assumed she was going to reach for the blade because he reached down and picked it up. "You cut my friend and that wasn't very nice. Neither was hustling us. I think you should be a good little cunt and pay us back. You can keep the cash in return for services rendered." He laughed and grabbed her. She spat in his face.

"The only way that service would ever be rendered using my body is if I was cold and dead." Her voice filled with venom. He wiped his face and smacked her.

"You know what little girl. I was giving you the choice. Ernie here, he wasn't up for giving you an option in the matter. And after that, I'm beginning to see his way of thinking. You're gonna come with us and pay off your debt, like it o not. And if you want it to be over your dead body then that's fine with me." Ernie came over and punched Sam in the stomach. She bent over in pain. But Sam was a fighter. Not one to be defeated, she brought her elbow up to his gut. Then she stood up and kicked the other one in the nuts. If she was going to be raped, it would be a dead woman they were raping. The second guy was still bent over in pain but Ernie had regained his breath and punched Sam in the face again and then in the stomach. She finally went down. Ernie started to kick her repeatedly and her vision started to go blurry. She couldn't make out who was who but she did know that two more people showed up. One in a long black coat and one in a short black coat. There was a brief altercation between the four people. She could tell by the jackets that her two attackers had left. Everything was hazy. While the two people in the black coats talked, a third person came over to her and started asking her questions. Sam couldn't make out what the person was saying but did decipher that it was a woman's voice. Trying to figure everything out made her eyes and head hurt even more. Sam finally gave up trying to focus and let the darkness consume her.