A/N: This is the sequel to Miscalculations. Okay, so not a clever title, but I figured it was somewhat apt and easy to recognize as a sequel, considering I finished this story a long time ago. Anyways, some stuff may not be clear, feel free to ask. The prequel was written just after Lucky returned. This will take place with all the new characters and some situations since then. Should be clear enough as we go. Enjoy!

The Rain is Gone

Emily Quartermaine smiled to herself as she shut the door and plopped down on her suede over-sized couch. She had just finished a shift at the hospital and was glad to be home. Her apartment was cozy and just about the type she dreamt of with her birth mother, though it might have seemed small to those who knew her financial background. She slipped off her shoes and dozed off, not caring that she hadn't eaten anything in hours.

Finally able to put Spencer asleep, Nikolas decided to get a little work done. An hour later, sitting at his desk, he was still staring at a photo on his desk. It was a portrait he wished was still accurate.

He moved to the couch after fixing himself a drink. The liquor helped welcome regret.

"You know, you clean up pretty well."

Jason smirked as Sam finished playing with his tie. "I can't believe I'm dressed up."

"Hey," Sam defended, "How often does my birthday come around?"

Jason obliged, leading them to the door. "I guess once a year is okay."

The two stepped on the elevator. "And don't forget the couple of times a year you're on trial," Sam quipped.

"No."

"But you promised Sonny!"

Sonny Corinthos chuckled. "No I didn't Carly. I said that I would let you start another club at Kelly's, not that I would help pick out lampshades."

Carly groaned in frustration, her husband of over ten years was not falling for her antics. "Fine, but remember, I didn't need your permission to start another club. I am rich on my own, you know."

Sonny took a sip of his drink and leaned back. "I thought we agreed to keep the mention of your's and Jax's partnership to a minimum. Candy-boy doesn't get the satisfaction of mentioning of his name in my home."

Carly rolled her eyes and took his drink away. "Dark blue, or navy blue?"

Sonny retrieved his drink. "What's the difference?"

Elizabeth Spencer smiled at her son Cameron as she began to bend down to get one of his toys.

"I'll get that babe," Lucky said, grabbing the toy and handing it to his son. "You should take it easy."

Elizabeth swatted his hand away. "I'm two months pregnant, not an invalid Lucky," she smiled. "But, thank you anyway."

The three left to visit Audrey.

Jason and Sam returned home. Jason shook his head as Sam began to leave her shoes and coat all over the place, not bothering to move them out of Jason's way.

"See," she said, coming back from the kitchen with two beers, "All I wanted was to see you dressed up for my birthday. Some days, I'm pretty easy to please," she winked.

Jason grinned and removed his sport jacket and grabbed a beer as he took a seat.
"Yeah, but I still got you something."

He couldn't think of a better moment. This was them. The danger aside, this moment was how he would want to remember their life together. Jason of all people knew you couldn't freeze time, but you should sure as heck seize it.

He watched her yawn and throw her head back, resting it on the arm of the couch. He reached into his pant pocket and took a swig. Placing the bottle down, he knelt beside Sam.

She didn't notice his presence for a while. She opened her eyes and sat up. "Did you lose something?"

Jason chuckled. "No. I found something."

Still confused, Sam began to kneel down. Jason stopped her.

"This is the part where I do that."

She sat back down, realization dawning.

"Sam, I love you. You forced yourself into my life but I couldn't see it any other way. You've stuck with me and have handled yourself in a few less than perfect situations and always believe in me. I couldn't think of any other way I'd want to spend my life. Samantha McCall, will you marry me?"

Sam wiped away the two or three tears and nodded vigorously as he slipped the ring on her finger. "Of course."

Emily awoke to a loud sound. It took her a few moments to realize that someone was knocking on the door. She got up and staggered slightly to the door, looking through the peep-hole. She smiled as she undid the chain and locks.

Opening the door her apartment was rushed with light. The figure outside smirked and held up a bag of take-out.

"I brought food, vampire."

Emily grinned. "Come on in Dr. Drake."