I know that I still need to finish my other stories, but this idea has been floating around in my head. Basically it's a different way for Sam and Jason to meet. Sam knows that Alexis is her mother, but Alexis has no idea. Everything on the show happened for the other characters. Carly is not with Jax, but Josslyn is about the same age as Sam's daughter. Read to find out more and let me know what you think

I do not own GH or any of the characters. I just like to have fun with them.

Starting Over

Sam McCall drove on Interstate 95 and looked through the rear view mirror at her daughter sleeping peacefully in the backseat. "It's gonna be ok baby girl," she spoke softly. She knew she made the only decision she could for her daughter's safety and well-being. She just prayed that she would be able to get to Port Charles, New York before her soon to be ex-husband, Anthony Monroe woke up. She had been with Anthony for five years in Charleston, South Carolina. Five years of pure hell. Her father, or so-called father, had used her to settle a bet with Anthony. Sam ended up getting pregnant and since Anthony was a wealthy man who could take care of her and their child she married him. Sam knew that the marriage was fake, but she wanted her little girl to grow up with all the things she didn't have. At first, Sam thought that having two parents living under one roof, regardless of their relationship would be best for her daughter. In fact, Sam never even took Anthony's name.

During their marriage, she had been blessed with a beautiful daughter, Allison Danielle McCall-Monroe. Allie was almost identical to her mother with her petite build, dark hair, and chocolatety brown eyes. She was a bright and happy little girl who loved her mother and really didn't know her father. Anthony's position as the President of a large company allowed Sam to stay home with Allie. With the exception of the occasional social function, Sam didn't have to spend a lot of time with Anthony and he rarely saw Allie. Sam hated her fake marriage, but knew that her daughter was in a home with two parents and anything money could buy, so she played along.

Within the last two years, Anthony had gradually become very violent. Sam should have realized that anyone associated with her father Cody McCall was like a ticking time bomb. As Allie had become more mobile and independent, he was frustrated and blamed Sam for Allie acting as a normal four year old. Although he never touched Allie violently, he had been gradually becoming more forceful with Sam. After months of contemplating, Sam had decided that she needed to create a plan to get out of there. She discovered that Evelyn and Cody McCall were not her biological parents after all. She had hired a Private Investigator to help her find her mother. The PI informed Sam that she had a mother named Alexis Davis, who was living in Port Charles, New York. After being rejected by everyone in her life, Sam feared that her biological mother would reject her too. Still, she longed for a family and a place to belong and so her plan was to get some money out of the safe and head to Port Charles. Anthony had never really seemed to care about Allie or Sam; they were more of an obligation, so Sam thought it would be easy to plan her escape. In fact she had even considered asking for a divorce, but she knew Anthony would not like what a divorce would do to his social status.

Sam looked back again to check her sleeping daughter. The late June evening had certainly proved to be interesting. Anthony was working late and Sam had taken Allie to an afternoon dance recital performance. Sam didn't know where her daughter got it from, but Allison loved dance. Sam had taken her to a few creative movement classes at the local rec center, but the child couldn't wait until she could take dance classes at the studio, which would be in the fall. Sam made a mental note to herself as she drove along to find a dance studio for Allison in Port Charles. Then she remembered the look on Anthony's face as she and Allison walked into the house that evening.

Flashback

"Mommy that was amazing. I loved the tap dancers the best," Allie said as they walked through the front door.

"I know, it was amazing and just think that next year you'll be able to dance in the recital too," Sam said.

"Samantha, why do you tell her things that aren't true?" Anthony asked with a pure look of disgust on his face. "Allie your mommy is never going to put you in that dance recital," he spat at the child.

Sam bent down to her daughter's level. "Hey baby girl, daddy and I have to talk. Go up to your room, close the door, and only open it for me," she whispered. Allie nodded her head and headed up the stairs. She may have only been 4, but she knew what was about to happen.

"Did you think I wouldn't find out Samantha? That you are planning on taking my child and my money and leaving me?" he sneered at her pulling his copy of divorce papers from the desk.

"Anthony darling, I wanted to tell you. This isn't working and it's time for me to take Allie and go," she said. She had not expected the papers to be served for a few more days and at that point she hoped to be far away from Charleston.

He walked up and slapped her across the face. "You lying bitch!" he yelled, "I know you were getting ready to skip town with my child and you've got a bag of cash to prove it."

Sam thought she had hidden the cash well. She hoped that Anthony hadn't figured out her destination too. "Your child?" she scoffed. "She may be your daughter by blood, but when was the last time you tucked her in or fed her a meal? What's her favorite color? You're nothing to her but the man who lives here."

"It's all your fault! You've never slept in the master bedroom and you won't even let her be around me alone," he screamed as he pushed her to the floor and started kicking her in the stomach and then her kneecaps. Normally Sam would fight back, but she learned that for Allie's sake it was better to just take it. This time was different. Anthony had a look in his eyes like he could kill Sam and in that moment she feared for her child. She didn't have any weapons, but she started to fight back. She began kicking at Anthony and he pushed her down twice as she tried to get up. Finally she managed to sit up and trip him. She swiftly got up off the floor and grabbed the closest thing, the fire poker. She stuck him as hard as she could. She could tell he was unconscious and ran up the stairs as fast as she could. Fortunately, she had been planning an escape for a while she just didn't think she'd have to leave so quickly. She went into her room and into the closet. She realized that Anthony had found part of her stash, but she had back up. She grabbed the bag of cash as well as the bag she had packed with some clothes for her and Allie. She ran to her daughter's room and knocked. "Allie, it's Mommy," she called softly.

"Mommy," the little girl said with tears streaming down her cheeks as she opened the door. "You're bleeding."

"It's ok. Whatever happens, just know that I love you and I'm doing this for you. We're going on a trip," she said as she picked up her daughter, ran down the back stairs and out to the car. Sam drove until she got to a diner just outside of town where she stopped and cleaned herself off. She then left her car there and walked to the nearby rental car company where she used an alias to rent a car that would take them to Port Charles.

End of Flashback

Sam thought about how quickly she had to think tonight. It probably wasn't her best escape plan, but Sam knew that if she had stayed, she would be a dead woman or worse yet, Anthony would have hurt Allie. It was a hot June evening and as Sam drove, she kept the air conditioning on full blast. When Allie awoke, she was shivering. "Mommy, it's cold in this new car," she said.

"I'm sorry baby, it's just so hot out tonight," she explained.

"Where are we going and why didn't we say goodbye?" Allie asked innocently.

Sam knew that her daughter would ask these questions. She just didn't expect it to be the night they left. "Because I love you and I promise you that nobody will ever hurt you," she said.

"What about my toys?" Allie asked.

"Sweetheart, those are just things and I promise I can get you new ones. Daddy was really mad tonight and I was scared he may hurt us, so we left."

"Are we going back?"

"No. We aren't going back to South Carolina," Sam said simply.

"Where are we going?" Allie asked.

"New York," she said.

"Mommy that's where Broadway dancers are," the child said in a surprised voice.

"Well we're not going to New York City, but I promise you one day we'll go see a Broadway show. Allie, everything is going to be fine," she said as she tried to convince herself as much as she was trying to convince her daughter.

"I love you, Mommy," she said as she drifted back to sleep.

"I love you too," she said. "More than you'll ever know," she added.

Sam drove as long as she could. After about 6 hours around 3 in the morning, she felt her eyes growing heavy and the adrenaline starting to fade. She decided to stop at a small motel along the interstate. After checking in, she carried her sleeping daughter into the room and put her to bed. She was able to take a shower and get some sleep.

After a short sleep, Sam awoke from a nightmare. She was disoriented and it all came flooding back to her. She had dreamed that Anthony found them and went after her. "No! You're not taking her," she cried in her half-sleepy state. Her cries awoke her daughter.

"Mommy," she said reaching up to hug her mother.

"Oh Allie, you're safe," she said as she held her in her arms and rocked her back and forth. "We're going to be ok. I promise."