The rain poured down on the windows of the penthouse that Sam now called home. It had been years since she had a real home and once she returned to Port Charles she knew that home was what she had missed. She had lived a solitary life as a Salvage worker and never thought she really needed that human connection in her life. She had been very wrong. People always say that you don't know what you have until it's gone and in Sam's eyes they were right.
When Sam returned to Port Charles she didn't expect to find a home as fast as she did but she also hadn't expected to fall in love again. She and Jason Morgan had parted ways on less than pleasant terms but now that they were together again she seemed to feel whole again. Something else was also adding to that feeling. Less than two weeks ago Sam had found out that she was pregnant.
Years ago she had been told by many doctors that children were just not a possibility for someone with her medical history. She had been shot while in the arms of the man she loved and that had changed her forever. The bullet tore through her uterus and left her with scarring that she was told would prevent her from ever conceiving again. Sam had already lost one child; she did not wish to lose another so the prospect of seeing the doctor this afternoon sent chills down her spine.
Jason had left earlier that morning to take care of some business for Sonny but he had promised that he would be back by the time she was ready to leave. There was no way that she was going to be able to do this alone and he knew that. She did not even have to ask for him to accompany her, he had offered as soon as she told him that she made an appointment. Jason was wonderful that way. Most people saw the cold unfeeling hit man, Damien Spinelli, close friend and tech guru, even called him "Stone Cold," but Sam did not see that. She saw a man who cared and loved more that most people did. That love was also what got the best of him at times. Jason was willing to do anything for those he loved, even if he did not feel that it was the best thing for him. One of his oldest and closest friend, Carly Corinthos Jax, was one of these people. Time and time again Carly had come running to Jason for assistance and he always gave it. This had often caused problems in Sam and Jason's relationship but Sam had learned that fighting with Carly was not worth it, she would be the bigger women and step aside, as long as it didn't have any lasting effect on herself or on her relationship with Jason. Carly seemed to have the worst timing and now was one of those times, because just as Sam turned hoping to see Jason enter the door she found Carly. The woman didn't even knock she just barged in like she ruled the world. On the average day Sam wouldn't have been irritated by this and would have just brushed it off as Carly's lack of social boundaries but today Sam was at the end of her rope and did not have the time or the energy to deal with Carly's crap.
"What do you want now?" she said snarkly to Carly.
"Well someone got up on the wrong side of the bed today. Where's Jason?"
"Not here. He had work to do." Sam said trying to stay calm.
"Oh." Carly said seeming a little disappointed. "I'll just wait for him to come back."
"Great" Sam said under her breath as she turned back to the window.
"Wow you really are in a mood today." Carly said.
"Carly don't even start can we please just sit here in silence if you insist on staying."
"I guess that could be arranged." Just as Carly finished Jason walked in the door.
"Sam are you ready to go to…" Jason stopped abruptly as he realized the Carly was in the room. Sam could see the anger on his face even if Carly couldn't.
"Jason I need your help. Jax and I…" Jason cut her off before she could say another word.
"Carly you need to leave. Now is not the time."
"What do you mean I have to leave? I need your help.
"I don't have the time for this I will talk to you later."
"But Jason." Carly had started to whine and got that pouty look on her face that often got her whatever she wanted.
"Carly leave." Carly stomped out and slammed the door behind her. Sam went and sat down on the coach. Jason came and sat down next to her. She immediately felt a small amount of relief as she curled up against him, feeling the warmth of his presence and knowing that they would get through this together.
"Thank you." she said in a quiet whisper.
"For what?" he asked a little confused by what had just happened.
"Getting rid of Carly. I know she means a lot to you and how hard it is for you to not give her the help she needed."
"Carly has been one of my closest friends for a long time but she doesn't mean as much to me as you do. Carly usually doesn't actually need my help. Her personal life is a mess and she can fix it herself."
Sam sighed. Jason always had a way of making her feel better. She had forgotten how good it felt to have someone to turn to. They say there for what seemed like hours before either of them said anything. Jason finally broke the silence and said, "we should really get going, we don't want to be late."
"Yeah, you're right." Sam hesitated to get off the coach and leave the comfort of the pent house.
"Sam I know you're scared but everything is going to be fine. We'll get through this together."
"I know." She said and the grabbed their coats and left. Ready to start an adventure that neither of them had ever thought they would but little did they know that the universe had much more planned for them and the inhabitants of Port Charles.