Author's Notes: I did some history re-writing here. Baby Lila didn't die and Sage was never killed off. Some other things may be re-written too.
Chapter 1
"Damn purse" Samantha Morgan yelled while searching for her keys.
"Told you you'll loose them." Jason Morgan, her husband, said.
"I didn't loose them. I just can't find them."
Sam sat down on the front door steps and spilled the stuff from the purse onto the concrete ground. Her lipstick, wallet, oh, there it is, her keys. "Found them."
She unlocked the door and walked in. The alarm started ticking; warning them that they only have 30 seconds to deactivate it or it will ring like hell.
"Lolita?" Sam said while walking through the house.
"Uhhm." someone moaned.
"Did you hear that?" Jason quickly asked, "It's coming from the kitchen."
"Lets go." Sam said and they both started running. They past the front room, the living room, the dining room. And there they were. "Oh my God." Sam cried in shock.
Lolita, Lila's babysitter, laid on the kitchen table. Blood was everywhere and there was a knife in Lolita's gut.
"What happened? Where is Lila?" Jason asked. It wasn't that long since he bought that house for them all to live in and now tragedy struck.
"She's-" Lolita started to say, "She's gone"
"What?" Jason screamed, he was starting to sound like Sonny when he's mad.
"Some- someone came - and - and took her." Lolita said and closed her eyes. Jason checked for her pulse but she was dead.
"Where's my baby?" Sam started to cry. "Where's my baby?"
Jason couldn't handle it. He can look at Sam when she was crying, he didn't want to see her in pain. And now he can't do anything to take that pain away. "It'll be ok. Who ever took Lila probably wants a ransom."
Jason hugged Sam. Then we walked her over to the living room couch and seated her down. "Stay here. I'm going to search the place to find some clues."
Jason walked out of the living room and headed upstairs. Sam couldn't just sit there and do nothing. She stood up and looked around the living room. How she loved this house then they moved here. So far away from Port Charles, or New York. She walked over to the candy dish that was neatly placed on the dining room table, how Lila loved those candies. Actually, Lila loved all candies. Jason would always try to hide the candies from Lila but she was a persistent little 4 year old. She would cry and wine until someone gave her a candy. "Jason!" Sam yelled when she saw a note placed inside the candy dish.
"What?" He said worriedly while running downstairs.
When he came into the dinning room, Sam handed him the note. He took it and unfolded the nicely folded sheet of paper. "I know who you are. I know what you did. You took away what I have, I'll take away what you have. You just lost your kid." Jason read the note. He looked up at Sam who seemed to be thinking of something.
"Whoever took her knows us. They know who we are." She said looking at him. Her eyes were still full of tears and fear, but now she was also full of anger. "You took away what I have, I'll take away what you have." She repeated the words from the note.
"I know just where to start." Jason said as he pulled out his gun, "We need to retrace the events before Sonny was arrested."
"And?"
" Listen to this, 'I know what you did'. Someone must know that Sonny is in prison for a crime that I committed. We need to see if there was something we left out when we buried the body, was there someone around."