Five years.

That's how long it had been since Sam McCall had stepped foot in Port Charles New York. She had left, and she hadn't looked back. Why would she. The love her life hated her, her friends couldn't believe what she had done, and her family was ashamed of her.

As Sam thought about tha last five years of her life, one thing came to mind that made her cry.

Lila.

Sam hadn't visited Lila's grave in over five years. She had let the people she cared about, keep her from the one person she cared about the most.

Her baby girl, Lila.

Sam missed Lila so much. On Lila's birthday, for the last five years, Sam would have pay to have Lily's sent to Lila's grave. She may not have been able to see her daughter, but she would always love her.

A silent tear fell down Sam's cheek, and she didn't bother to wipe it away. She let it fall from her face, on to her shirt, as she closed her eyes, in a silent prayer. She hoped Lila could forgive her for not being there for five years. She hoped Port Charles had moved on from all the major mistakes she had made. Most importantly she hoped she could move on from the pain being in Port Charles had caused her. Granted, she had moved on with her life, but it still hurt her to her heart, when she thought about all the pain, the people of Port Charles had caused her in her life.

"Are you ready?" Jack, Sam hsband of the last two yearr, asked her.

"As I'll ever be" she responded, before they steped of the plane, hand in hand.

"It'll be okay sam" Jack reasured her.

Sam knew that Jack was trying to make her fell better about returning home so to speak,but she just felt uneasy.

"Come on little man, le's go" said Sam grabbing hold of her son's hand.

The family of three walked out of the airport, and after a limo ride, arrived at Sam's old loft. She had kept just in case she had decided to return one day.

Sam gave Jack the key to open the door. Jack walked in first followed behind Sam, and her sleeping son.

"Home sweet home" she muttered. For some reason this place didn't fell like home. Her home with Jack in San Francisco, didn't feel right either. The only place that ever truly felt like home to Sam was Jason Morgan's penthouse. A place Sam knew she would never step foot into again.

"Babe" Jack said, breaking Sam from her thoughts, "I'm going to go shower,and then I'm going to bed. It's been a long day."

"Okay" Sam answered, "I'm gonna go for a walk, and she what has changed in this town."

"Alright, do you want me to put Danny to sleep?" Jack asked.

"No, I'll do it" Sam insited, "you go take your shower, I know your tired."

"Okay, I love you" Jack said, exiting the room.

Sam didn't respond.

Jack had never paid much attention to the fact that during the course of their relationship, Sam had never said 'I Love You' back to him. It had always been "you too" or "same her" but never, "I love you."

Sam knew that for the rest of her life there would be only two men in her life she would ever say 'I loveyou' to. That was her son, and Jason Morgan. Sam didn't know why, but even after Jason had placed thret on her life, she still continued to care for him, she still continued to love him.

"Come on little man. let's get you to bed" Sam whispered to her sleeping son.

After Sam had gotten Danny to sleep. She slipped her jacket back on, and walked out the door.

Her destination: Lila's grave.

Jason Morgan smiled, as he watched his family playing in the living room.

His wife of three years, Elizabeth, was beaming, and his son Jake was giggling uncontrollably, while his step son Cameron danced around like a silly monkey. He was truly happy. He had everything he could ever want, didn't he?

As Jason began to ponder this, his smile faded, and his lips became a hard line. His vibrant blue eyes became unreadable.

Something in Jason Morgan's life was missing. That something was true unconditional love. That something was something he had shared many years ago with none other than Sam McCall.

He missed her.

He missed how she would always smile, how she was brave even in a losing battle, and most of all he missed how accepting, and loving she was toard him, A mobter. A killer. He would never completely understand how Sam had just accepted his life style. That was just one more thing about her that he loved. When these memories occured, one other memory appeared. The memory of him threatening her life.

It had nearly killed Jason inside to threaten Sam. He never wanted to hurt her. He only wanted to protect Jake, and Sam had jepordized his safety, so Jason had to take action. When Jason had threatened Sam, it had been in the heat of the moment. She had been heart broken when those words escaped Jason's mouth, and he could see it her face.

When Jason found out that Sam had left town, all he wanted to do was go find her, and tell her he was sorry for every lie he had ever told her. Instead, Elizabeth had convinced him to stay here and create a family with her.

To this day Jason regrets never going to find Sam. He regrets ever hurting her in any way, and he regrets letting her walk out of his life, they way she did. If he ever got the chance, Jason swore to himself, he would apologize to Sam.

"Jason?" Elizabeth questioned "are you alright?"

"Yeah, fine" Jason lied. Truth was he wasn't fine, and he'd never be until he had earned Sam's forgiveness.

Elizabeth could tell Jason was thinking about Sam. She could tell because whenever he thought about her his eyes would be happy, and smile would creep onto his face, without him even noticing.

This made Elizabeth hate Sam with everything in her. How could Jason still be thinking about Sam, when he had her, Elizabeth. The mother of his child. His wife, and his best friend, since Carly had been taken care of.

Elizabeth smirked as she thought about how she had convinced Jason to remove Carly from his life, and how it had actually worked.

*~FLASHBACK~*

Elizabeth walked into Jason's apartment, fake tears filling her eyes.

Jason saw her appearance, and ran towards her pulling her close.

"What happened?" he asked, concerned.

"Carly" answered Elizabeth, " she tried to kill me Jason. She came to my job, abd we got into an arguement about you, and then she said that she wished Jake was never born, and she said the men the Sam hired should have killed me and Cam."

There was a loud knock on Jason's door, and he knew exactly who it was.

Jason released Elizabeth and yanked open the door.

"How could you?" Jason asked.

"Jason watever that lying tramp told you isn't true" Carly defended herself.

"Don't you call her that Carly, Elizabeth has been through alot lately." Jason countered.

"Yeah, cause lying sure does take alot of energy huh Elizabeth?" asked Carly.

"Carly until you can learn to respect Elizabeth, you and I can't be friends" Jason said.

Carly smacked him hard across the face. "What the hell happened to you Jason?" asked Carly,"every since Sam left Jason you have changed. You are no longer a strong independant man, Jason you weak-willed, and you let that tramp run your life."

Those were the last words spoken between Carly and Jason for the past four years.

*~END FLASHBACK~*

Soon after Carly and Jason's friendship died, Sonny and Jason's became strained.

Elizabeth was still working on that one, and it was taking her some time.

"Hey baby girl" Sam spoke as she aproached Lila's grave site, "I missed you. I know your proably a little hurt that I haven't been to visit you in five years, and I promise you that's going to change, because well I'm back, and this time know one's running me out of town."

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