Ok I am EXTREMELY new to General Hospital, but what brought me to love the show is JaSam…these two make you want to fall in love and make murder and mystery the most romantic thing in the world. All it took was just one of Jason's looks at Sam, that indescribable passionate looks and I think anyone would be hooked on these two…
Anyways, I'm not trying to get caught up on everything I have missed and in me search I've come across many scenes and this is one that I think the writers got wrong. I'm not ready to write these together or take on a full story, but this thought in my head wouldn't go away…I needed to give this scene something different. It's not the happy ending all JaSam lovers wanted, but I think it's closer to what these two would've actually gone through. I could be wrong, but now the thought is out of my head and I can possibly come up with a better story with a happy JaSam ending.

Thank you all who read this and I can't wait to read what you have to say…it will definitely help me in my future writings of these two characters!

Disclaimer: These characters are the creation of Guza a genius who is bringing us back our favorite couple…finally! I'm just putting my own thoughts into the mix.

"If you hurt them again in any way, I will kill you," Jason says is eyes so dark, so cold, there's no resemblance of the man from the last three years.

The silence that filled the room after he said those words was deafening. Sam's heart, which just before had been pounding so hard she was surprised Jason hadn't heard it, was now deathly silent. She wondered if it was even beating anymore or if it had finally broken after Jason's last crushing blow. Had her heart finally had too much?

Sam looked at Jason, her mind trying to process what he had said, but it was just too painful. Looking at him and seeing the lethal look in his eyes she is reminded of all the other times she had seen that very same look, only then it hadn't been directed to her, but at their common enemy. The countless times she had heard death threats fall from his lips, seen the actual act in person, but it had always been for her protection, in her defense. She never once had been on the receiving end of one of Jason's hitman looks. Until today. It left her empty and devoid of anything; a feeling that wasn't entirely new to her, but one that you could never prepare yourself for.

"What did…?" Sam shakes her head quickly. "Did you just threaten me?" She has to ask, maybe she had misheard what he said, misread the look in his eyes.

"You heard me Sam." Jason says taking a step closer to Sam. "If you do anything to harm Jake and Elizab…"

"You'll kill me?" Sam says incredulous. When had it come to this? Death threats and hateful glares? She remembered a time when she would hold this man in the middle of the night and be thankful because without him, she probably would be dead. The countless times he had saved her life. "Could you actually do it Jason?" Sam asks her voice barely above a whisper.

"If you go near…"

"No Jason! Leave Elizabeth and your son out of this! I want to know right now…could you do it? Could you kill me?" Sam asks looking at the man who still, despite everything he has said and done recently, meant the world to her.

Jason stares at Sam for a long, silent moment before sighing. "You know what I'm capable of Sam."

"That's not what I'm asking Jason." Sam says squeezing her empty hand that's not holding a glass into a fist. "I've seen you in action so I know you have the ability to kill. Hell, I've helped you on occasion." Seeing the flash in his eyes, she knows he's remembering what they've been through in the past. "What I'm asking you is…could you kill me?"

His throat was constricting, and the muscles in his arms kept clenching, next he would shift his feet. Sam knew all the signs. She knew this man, from his head to his toes, inside in out. She could read the signs. He was losing his infamous control on his anger.

"Could you…Jason?" Sam asks, almost tauntingly.

"Yes Sam! If you try anything like that again I could!" Jason yells before storming past her to leave.

The shaking started with her head and went down her arms, the next thing Sam knew her arm was in the air and her glass was flying right past Jason's head and shattering against the door he had been reaching for. "Then prove it Jason." Sam says waiting for him to turn around and look at her. "Kill me." Sam says without breaking eye contact, "End this now."

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Jason didn't think he heard Sam correctly. That wouldn't surprise him since the roaring in his ears had gotten so loud it was almost deafening. "Sam?" Jason only has to say the one word and he knows she'll understand, she always understood him, even when he said no words at all.

"You heard me correctly Jason." Sam says crossing her arms over her chest.

Jason didn't know what to do, what to say, what to even think. From the second Sam had walked into her apartment Jason had been conflicted. He was so angry with her he had been seeing red before she walked in, but once he saw her he was also reminded of the woman he loved and that was hard to set aside, even though she harmed his family. But then she had opened her mouth and he was reminded that she was no longer that woman, but a stranger in her body. The problem was that when he looked into her eyes he saw the woman, knew she was there, but she was hiding.

"You want me to kill you?" Jason asks, even though he knows that's what she said he has to ask again. Because the Sam he knew was a fighter and laughed in deaths face, not stare it head on and ask for it.

"Yes Jason, because I can't promise you I can stay away, I'm not even going to try and promise, because despite the lies you have told and the secrets you have kept I still respect you enough to be honest! So kill me now…save yourself the time and struggle later. If that's what it's going to come to anyways, then do it now."

"Are you telling me you plan to harm Jake again?

"I'm not planning anything Jason, I just know myself. And I know that I have nothing left to lose and when people get to that point, they are careless." Sam shakes her head and looks at the ceiling, Jason knows what that means. It means she doesn't want to cry, but doesn't think she'll be able to hold back the tears.

Jason takes a step towards her but stops midway through when she holds up a hand to stop him. "Sam." Jason says, but falls silent. She flashes him an angry look clearly telling him she has more to say.

"Don't Jason…" Sam says shaking her head. "Don't do anything but follow through with what you've said. Stick to your word. Be the man I fell in love with." Turning to face him straight on Sam squares her shoulders. "I have nothing left Jason, so killing me would almost be doing me a favor."

"A favor…? What are you talking about Sam?" Jason asks the anger he had been so consumed with almost completely gone, left in its place is concern.

"I already told you I gave up everything for you Jason. Everything! I gave myself to you completely. Mind, body, and soul…it was all yours for the taking and now I'm left with nothing. I'm a shell of a person…and the woman I once was: the drifter, to con-artist, the woman who needed no one…well she's gone. I don't even know how to pretend to be her anymore, because I gave all that up for you. I gave up who I was for you!" Feeling the hot tears falling down her cheeks Sam just lets them fall, what's the point in wiping them away? "And now you've left me too. So yes Jason, you would be doing me a favor by killing me. Put me out of my misery, end this constant pain."

Jason sees the tears falling down her face and hates himself for knowing he's at fault for putting them there. "Sam…what…what do you want from me?" He asks, wishing there was an easy solution.

"Haven't you been listening Jason?" Sam asks finally wiping her cheeks dry, or at least making an attempt. "I'm asking you to end this."

"I…I can't do that Sam." Jason says shaking his head. He had threatened her and even told her he would follow through with it, but he didn't think it would ever come to that. Even the thought of living in a world with no Sam was too much. To walk the world knowing that even a passing glance at Kelly's would never happened again seemed to painful. Even if he couldn't have Sam in his life he didn't even want to consider the possibility of her not living.

"Of course you can't!" Sam says spitefully. "Because that would be too easy, too kind" Sam says pacing quickly back and forth. "Instead of ending this torture you're putting me through, let me sit back and watch as you raise the child I can never give you and love the mother of that child! That is a better punishment for someone like me isn't it Jason?" Sam says stopping to stare at him. "Make me suffer that way? That's much more fitting for a kidnapping whore like me, right?"

"It's not that Sam, I could neve…" Jason starts to say, but Sam stops him again.

"What's it going to take Jason, huh? What do I have to do? Tell me!"

"I won't Sam." Jason says shaking his head.

"It's the least you could do Jason! You made me fall in love with you! You made yourself the center of my whole world! You turned your life into my entire existence! The least you could do is to finish me off completely. Be a man!" Sam shouts trying to push him over the edge. "Finish the job!" Sam says shouting at the top of her lungs, not caring if the rest of the building hears, she didn't care about anything anymore. She just wanted Jason to act.

"I can't!" Jason shouts back!

"Well than I'm just going to have to do something to make you, won't I?" Sam says vehemently walking towards her desk in the corner of the room and pulling open the bottom drawer. Pulling out the hand gun she keeps there Sam turns back to Jason and takes the five steps back to where she had been standing before, leaving only a foot between them. Pointing the gun at Jason Sam raises an eyebrow, and with a single looks dares him. "What are you going to do now Jason?" She asks. "I have a gun on you, can you do it now?"

Sighing Jason shakes his head. "No Sam I can't."

"Why not Jason?" Sam asks repositioning her stance. "I have a gun pointed at your head; I'm threatening your life. What would you normally do in this situation?" Neither saying anything for a moment Sam feels her arms getting heavy.

"Normally I would fight the gun from the person and most likely kill them, but I can't do that to you Sam." Jason says with a heavy heart.

"Why the hell not!" Sam asks, her arms starting to shake. She didn't know how she got to this place, but she wished Jason would just end it already.

"Sam…you didn't even bother to take the safety off the gun." Jason says reaching forward at taking the gun from her hands. Instead of turning it on her and having her standing at gun point Jason sets it down on the end table. "You can't kill me, just like I can't kill you."

Feeling completely defeated Sam's shoulders slump and fresh tears fill her eyes. "Jason…I can't live like this." Sam says shaking her head. "This pain, this emptiness it's too much. I can't take anymore. I have nothing left."

"Sam you have your family."

"They don't have room for me Jason. I'm screwed up and the girls don't need to be anywhere around that right now." Going and sitting down on her sofa Sam looks up to see Jason standing still and looking at the ground. "I've never like this before Jason. I came close to this feeling once… with our baby." Wiping at her eyes Sam watches as Jason's head turns and his eyes stare straight into hers. "With baby Lila, but you want to know what was different? That made at all bearable?"

"What?" Jason asks walking closer to Sam.

"You…" Sam says and watches as the shadows in Jason's eyes fully disappear and all that's left is the raw pain she had been feeling for so long. "I had you there, holding me, telling me that I was going to survive, helping me get up everyone morning. You were there…I wasn't alone. And that empty feeling didn't feel so empty then." Taking a moment to catch her breath Sam heaves a heavy sigh. "And now…I don't have you anymore. And that empty feeling is the only feeling I have. Everything I do is overshadowed by that pain, that loss."

Both sit in silence, lost in their thoughts. After what seems like hours, but more like minutes passes Sam stands and wipes her cheeks one more time, knowing it's a futile effort but doing so anyways. They stare at each other, neither knowing what to say and where to go from there. Finally breaking the silence Jason clears his throat."I'm sorry Sam…for everything." Raising his arms to offer comfort he drops them knowing that will never happen. "I just don't know what to do…this situation is impossible."

"You made it that way Jason."

"I did what I thought was best Sam."

"By living both of our lives for us? Taking away my choices? Lying to me? You thought all of that was best?"

"Sam there's no point in reliving this discussion." Jason says his voice full of despair.

"You're right." Sam says nodding her head and walking around Jason. She grabs the gun and puts it back where she got it, slamming the drawer shut with a loud thud. "I think you should go." Sam says without looking at Jason. "I have a lot to do." Sam says looking at the two separate piles of shards of glass they had created.

"Let me help with this mess." Jason says following her gaze.

"No it's fine." Sam says shaking her head "The cleaning service will take care of that."

"Well ok then." Jason says walking towards the door, stepping over the shards of glass. "Take care of yourself Sam" With one last look Jason walks out of the apartment and closes the door behind him. He knows that things will probably never be the same, never even be ok. Looking at the door Jason sighs and knows for the time being he'll be stuck with merely passing glances of Sam around Port Charles, but that would have to be enough. Walking down the hallway he can almost sense Sam's tear-filled eyes on him and he knows that feeling will probably be with him for awhile.

Following after him to the door, Sam opens it quietly and watches him walk down the hallway and turning the corner out of her sight. Shutting it and leaning against it Sam rests her forehead on the door and sighs heavily. "Goodbye Jason." Turning and walking down the hallway to her bedroom Sam grabs her black duffle bag and starts throwing clothes into it, she's not focusing on what she's packing, but simply grabbing whatever comes into reach.

Walking back into the living room she grabs a pen and paper and starts writing. First she leaves a note for the cleaning service explaining away the glass and telling them she was going to be gone indefinitely. Then she leaves a note for her Alexis and her sisters, apologizing for leaving this way and promising she would write and call…going so far to say that she might even come back to visit one day, but that would probably never happen. Finally she starts a new page, leaving a note for Jason with plans to leave it with his doorman before she left town. With a few tears Sam folds the note and puts it in her purse. Shutting off the lights casting the room in a shadow Sam hopes to leave the memories of her last confrontation with Jason here in this room. Closing the door with a quite thud Sam wipes the last of her tears away and tries leaving behind the pain, but knowing it will be with her forever.

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After leaving Sam's apartment Jason had needed space and had taken a walk past the park where he had ran into Elizabeth with Cameron and Jake. Not wanting to be rude or harsh with Liz Jason had pasted a fake smile when she first spotted him, but in turned genuine when he saw Jake. After a brief hello and exchange of words Liz explained she had to get going, but asked if he could come by later. Claiming business Jason backed out, but it had more to do with the fact he couldn't be around Liz right after his confrontation with Sam…it just didn't feel right. Getting back to his building Jason smiles at the doorman and is surprised when he stops him.

"Good afternoon Mr. Morgan." He says opening the door for him. "You actually just missed Ms. McCall."

"Sam was here." Jason says looking around quickly hoping to spot her, but disappointed to find not even a trace of her in sight. Turning back to the doorman Jason crosses his arms over his chest. "Did she say what she wanted?"

"Actually she just left this for you." The man says handing Jason the folded piece of paper.

"Did she say anything?" Jason asks confused. Sam must've written this just after he left her apartment.

"She just said to be sure to give this to Jason Morgan." The doorman says picking up on Jason's tension. "She appeared to be in a bit of a hurry sir."

Nodding his head Jason keeps his eyes on the folded note, waiting to open it until he's in his penthouse. "Ok thanks" Jason says walking towards the elevator, his gaze never leaving the folded piece of paper in his hands.

Unlocking his door and tossing his jacket on the desk Jason sits down and unfold the note staring at the page of Sam's handwriting. Taking a deep breath Jason rubs a hand over his eyes before reading what she had to say after already having said so very much earlier.

Jason,

What's left to say really? When we both have already said so much? I just wanted to say I'm sorry for all the pain I have caused you and Jake. I never meant to hurt that sweet little boy and will never be able to apologize enough for what I've done to him. And for what I did to you…all I can really say is that I was so blinded and lost after everything that I just had to act and wasn't thinking. I know that's no excuse for my actions, and I know you don't forgive and forget and I understand that. I can never be forgiven for my actions and I don't expect you to. Just realize as hard as it may seem that everything and I mean EVERYTHING I did was because I love you. I probably always will. I know that doesn't make up for what I did and since there's nothing I can do to make it better I'm going to do the only thing left in my power…I'm leaving Jason. And no this won't be like the many other times I tried to leave and never made it out of town, because this time you aren't going to be stopping me.

I'm leaving, for good this time. My only hope is once I'm out of Port Charles is that you and that baby boy can be a happy family and if that means you're with Liz…well I'm just glad I won't be around to see it. I want you to be happy Jason and with me gone I think you'll be able to find that. I used to think that I was what made you happy, but that was just my wishful thinking on my part I'm starting to realize. I only have one request of you Jason now…well actually two, but they go together and I'm sure you won't actually mind either one so it's not a big hardship on your part. Anyways, first I want you to forget about our conversation earlier in my apartment, as far as I'm concerned it never happened, ANY of it. And secondly…I want you to forget me. I know you're going to think that's impossible after all the pain I've caused, but I'm sure with a little time you will.

After everything we've been through I hope you find peace Jason. You more than anyone else I've ever known deserve that. You will always be in my heart…

Sam M.

Finishing the note clears his throat and isn't surprised to feel the tears rolling down his cheeks. Wiping them away he slams the note down on to the desk and then continues to pound his hand down hard on top of it…as if that's going to change anything. Sam was gone, for good and for some reason she thought that's what he had wanted. Slamming his hand one last time Jason looks up when Spanelli comes rushing down the stairs.

"Stonecold I can't help but notice you appear to be upset. Is there anything that I, the Jackal, could do to be of some assistance or is this one your many suffer in silence moments?"

"Sam is gone." Jason says avoiding Spanelli's gaze. "She's left Port Charles."

Shocked and upset by this news Spanelli lowers himself to the arm of the couch and looks off into the distance. "I'm sure Stonecold is mistaken. The Fair Samantha surely is just on a quick trip and will be returning?"

"No Spanelli!" Jason barks, letting his anger at himself be unleashed onto Spanelli. "Sam is gone…for good." Pushing up from the desk Jason leaves the penthouse, slamming the door behind him.

"Gone for good?" Spanelli says disbelieving and sinking lower into the couch.

I know…not the happy ending we all wanted, but I didn't like the way this scene ended in the show. It was too cut and dry for Sam and Jason. I hope you all liked it and if you didn't please tell me how it could be fixed. I plan to try and write more on this show, but first I had to get this thought out of my head. I might possibly turn this one-shot into more, but I would love to get some feedback first! Thanks to all who read!