Chapter 1:

Staring out into the harbor from his Harbor View Towers Penthouse, Jason can't help but think about all the times that he has failed Michael in his life. Thinking about the day Carly asked him to help her with the baby, he couldn't help but wonder if he should've just left her to solve her own problems with the Quartermaines on her own instead of being the so called hero.

If he would've just left Michael with the Quartermaines, he would've never been brought up in a world of violence, he would've never been kidnapped by Faith and AJ, he would've never been shot that resulted in him losing a year of his life, and he would've never had to face the next 2 - 5 years in jail for protecting his mother and his newborn sister from a rival enemy.

Never in the years since he had woken up from his coma over 10 years ago, has Jason Morgan ever thought of what ifs. He never believed in them, but for the last few years, that's all he has been thinking about. What if he never let Carly into his life, what if he let the Quartermaines raise Michael, and what if he let AJ step up and be the father that he should have been?

Feeling a set of small slender arms around his waist, he couldn't help but think about the biggest what ifs in his life that revolved around a particular petite brunette that burrowed her way into his mind, body, heart, and soul. What if Lila didn't die, what if he never pushed her away after she had been shot in his arms, what if he had taken her back before the one night stand, what if he had stormed in and killed Ric when he saw them together, what if he never slept with Elizabeth, and more importantly what if he was just completely honest with her and told her about Jake from the beginning? But no matter what has happened, it had all resulted into a much stronger relationship between them.

"What are you thinking about?" Sam asks resting her head on his back, holding him closer to her.

"You." He says sighing.

His answer caught her off guard, after everything that has happened with Michael, he was thinking about her. A small smile couldn't help but creep up on her face. Her and Jason have been through so much in the past few years, good and bad, and even though there were so many what ifs that crossed her mind, she couldn't help but be grateful for them finding their way back to each other, stronger than ever. Today was just another hurdle that they had to get through, with Michael being sentenced to Pentonville, they will overcome it together.

"And, what else?" She asks, knowing there was so much more on his mind.

Sighing he turned to her, he couldn't help but smile at the thought of this beautiful woman knowing him so well as if she could read his mind. "Michael…" He admits.

"I'm sorry, I know how hard this must be for you. It's hard for everyone." She says sensing his distraught tone.

"I just can't help but think about what if I never left him with Sonny."

"Jason, it's never good to think about what ifs. You once told me that there was never a point, you can't change the past, we can only learn from our mistakes." She said trying to reassure him. "You did the best you could, you did what you thought was right." She added.

"Yeah, but because of my choices, he's in this mess…"

"No." She started to say while she cupped his face in her hands, forcing him to look at her. "Don't you dare go there, not everything is your fault. Jason, you did what you thought was right with the decisions about Claudia, and we all agreed with you."

"Sam…" He started to protest but Sam cut him off.

"Jason, I know that you think you made a mistake with Michael, but look at what happened today. This proves that you did something right." She stops at seeing the confused look in his eyes. Sighing she grabbed his hand and pulled him to the couch, sitting while facing him. "Today, Michael became a man. Jason, he stood up in court and told the truth. He took responsibility for his own actions. That's more than a lot of other people have done. I know you are thinking about all your mistakes, but we need to think about what we can do to help him."

He put his hand covering hers and looked deep into her mocha eyes. "You're right. We have to think of a way to help him." He said thinking about how much this woman that he loved was right. He takes his hands and cups her face. "I am so thankful that you are back in my life. You always seem to know what to say."

"Of course Jason, I know you." She says placing her hand over his on her cheek.

"I love you so much Sam." He says leaning into her.

"I love you too." She says leaning up to him as their lips met, softly cherishing each other.

The low rumble of Sam's stomach interrupted them from deepening the kiss.

Giggling, she pulls away from him. "Oops, sorry."

"Well, someone's hungry." He teased her while playing with a strand of her hair off her shoulder. "When was the last time you ate?"

"Actually, I don't remember." She said trying to think. "Probably yesterday."

Pulling away further, he stood up and reached for her hand. "Let's get you fed."

Placing her hand in his, she jumped up like a little girl in her excitement. "I'm thinking we can get take out from Kelly's, and then we could come back here…"

"Sounds good. I'll call and order ahead." He said as he grabbed his keys in one hand and pulled Sam along his side with his other hand, and they left the penthouse.

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Meanwhile, in Kelly's, Mike was working in the kitchen getting his orders all together for all the picks up that have been ordered, he looked up at the sound of the bells ringing overhead. He saw Lucky walk in with another man he has never met before.

"How long has it been since you've been back here?" Lucky asked the man who followed him in.

Looking around, Jagger Cates tried to recall the last time he had been in this particular diner, in this particular part of town. "It's been a long time…" He trailed off thinking about the last time he had been here.

He remembered this place well, all the times he ate here, laughed here, and just hung out here as a lost teenager. Then Jagger was flooded with his memories of his late ex , Karen Wexler. Port Charles is where they met, where they fell in love, and where they left their past behind. After getting married, Jagger attended the Police Academy in Chicago and then ended up undercover in San Francisco. Karen however went off to med school, leaving Jagger behind. In the end, they just couldn't relate to each other, they were two different people. He was a bad boy who grew up on the wrong side of the tracks finding his right way, and she was just too good for him. But no matter what had happened between them, he felt real sadness when he found out that she had died in 2003. Think about his life here, he started to recall all the people that he had left behind in Port Charles, Brenda, Sonny, Robin, and his beloved brother Stone. Suddenly, the memory of his brother slammed right into his chest with full brutal force. Visiting his grave as soon as he came to Port Charles, Jagger remembered a brother that he loved and lost due to AIDS.

"It might look different to you, there was a fire and it's been recently remodeled." Lucky said jerking Jagger from his memories, as they sat at the counter.

"Fire? When?" Jagger questioned noticing the difference in the setup and décor of the diner.

"Last year… mob related." Lucky said annoyed. He never had a tolerance to anything related to the mob, especially when he was raising a mob enforcer's son.

"Sonny?" Jagger asked curiously.

"No, Russians." Lucky stated, then added seeing the look on Jagger's face. "Long story…"

Remembering Sonny and the mob, Jagger thought about his life after leaving Port Charles. He had joined the academy to not only better himself in Karen's eyes, but to also help fight the war against the mob. He was sent undercover to San Francisco to join a notorious mob group that had relocated there from Miami, the Sandovals. For years he had gone undercover, sacrificing himself, his marriage, and his love, all for nothing. In the end, he couldn't come up with enough evidence to put the mob boss Sergio Sandoval behind bars. Coming up empty, without any evidence from their latest mob hit gone bad, Jagger had to be relocated after faking his death to New York Police Department before they found him out.

"So, since you're from NYPD, did you know Dante Falconeri?" Lucky asked.

"Yeah, actually, he told me about an opening out here, that's why I came." Jagger stated.

"Hey Lucky what will it be?" Mike asked to take their order.

"Hey Mike, this is Jagger." Lucky said hitting Jagger on the arm. "Jagger just joined the PCPD. Jagger this is Mike, he runs the diner."

"Nice to meet you." Jagger said sticking out his hand.

"Same here." Mike replied taking his hand to shake. "What can I get you guys?" He asked.

"Just a couple of coffees Mike, thanks." Lucky ordered for him and Jagger.

"So, tell me about the NYPD." Lucky asked as Mike poured them a couple of cups.

After a nice long walk down by the docks, Jason and Sam walked up to Kelly's. During their walk, Sam listened as Jason talked about Michael. He talked about when he first held Michael in his hands, when Michael first learned to crawl, walk, and how he practically became a man overnight. He has had to go through so much in his entire life and it all resulted in him going to Pentonville for murder.

"I think I'm going to get a chocolate milkshake too." Sam giggled as they walked up to the door.

"When do you not?" Jason teased smiling at how much Sam eats.

She turned back to slap him on the shoulder just as Jason's cell phone rang.

"You go ahead, I should take this." Jason said as he noticed Sonny's name on the caller ID. He thought it most likely had to do with something regarding Michael.

"Ok…" Sam said, understanding as she walked through the door.

While Lucky explained the ways of PCPD policy and procedures, Jagger was focused intently to make sure he understood until the sound of the bells suddenly jerked his attention towards the door. In an instant, Jagger felt paralyzed. Barely hearing a word that Lucky was saying, Jagger gave himself entirely to the beautiful woamn that walked through the door. His eyes started at her dark silky hair and slowly drifted down towards the rest of her gifted body, soaking up each and every curve of her figure.

Sam walked in wearing a pair of dark washed jeans, an off the shoulder tight black long sleeved shirt, a black leather jacket, and high heeled peep toe boots. Her dark hair was set in loose curls falling around her shoulders and she wore light makeup with sheer lip gloss that plumped up her thick kissable lips. Jagger couldn't help but stare at the vision before him, he couldn't remember seeing anything more beautiful than this woman that was walking towards the counter.

"Jagger?" Lucky called suddenly aware of the lack of Jagger's attention.

"Huh?" Was the only thing that Jagger managed to get out of with his mouth opened wide.

Lucky couldn't help but laugh at the telling the look in Jagger's eyes and the way his mouth was practically dropped to the floor. At one time, Lucky remembered having the same look in his eyes directed toward the little firecracker. But that's exactly what had happened between them, their relationship became so heated that it just blew up in their faces. In the end, they both wanted entirely different things. Lucky wanted a wife who cooked, kids, and a house with a white picket fence. Sam, well Sam just wanted to live. Adrenaline was her drug of choice and Jason Morgan was her supplier. Thankfully, they had parted on good terms with nothing but friendship and respect towards one another. "Close your mouth." Lucky chuckled.

Closing his mouth, Jagger didn't know that he was gawking at her as she walked up and leaned on the counter with her sexy round ass sticking slightly up in the air. He also noticed how her well endowed breasts were squeezed together as she folded her arms over her delicious chest.

"Hey Mike." Jagger heard Sam say in her unbelievably sexy voice instantly making him hard just picturing her moaning his name while he was buried deep inside her.

"Hey Sammy, just give me second with your order." Mike replied putting it together.

"Would it be too much to ask for a chocolate shake as well, please." Sam said with her pleading eyes and sweet voice that no man could deny her anything.

"Sure thing." He replied walking back into the kitchen.

"Thanks." Sam said as she turned to face Lucky. She noticed the guy sitting next to her as soon as she walked in. He was muscular and sexy but nothing compared to her Jason. Even though they were built the same, Jagger was tall, dark and handsome, while Jason was built like a Greek God with magnetic ocean blue eyes. You just couldn't compare.

"Hey Lucky." She said looking past the stranger to look at Lucky.

As soon as she turned to face him, Jagger couldn't help but lick his lips. He noticed her mocha colored eyes, drinking them all in and as soon as she spoke, he licked his lips again pretending he was licking every inch of hers. Jagger had to shift slightly, growing uncomfortable in his stool, if it was at all possible, he grew even harder as she looked at him.

"Hey Sam, what's up?" Lucky replied.

"Not much, how are the boys?" She asked now completely ignoring the guy next to her.

"They're good, Cam asked about you a couple of days ago. He was wondering when we were going to go camping again."

"Aww, I miss them. Tell him I would love to go, anytime." She giggled thinking about their last camping trip. The boys had so much fun the last time they went and Sam was so happy that she had the chance to hang out with Jason's son as well as Cam and Lucky.

The sound of her giggling stated to entice Jagger to a whole new level. Clearly uncomfortable with being ignored, he cleared his throat towards Lucky.

"Oh yeah." Lucky chuckled at his interference. "Sam, I want you to meet Jagger." Lucky said motioning to him. "Jagger this is…"

"The most beautiful woman I have ever met." Jagger finished for Lucky while he held his hand out to Sam eager to touch her.

Rolling her eyes, Sam reached out and took his hand to shake but instead of shaking it, Jagger raised her hand to his lips. The ringing of the bells above the door didn't distract Jagger as he gently brushed his lips over Sam's soft hand and kissed it, savoring the taste of her soft, silky skin that smelled like vanilla. She was intoxicating and he never wanted to release her.

"Let go of her!" Jason growled as soon as he walked in through the door and saw this guy touching Sam.