AN: I'm a HUGE Jasam fan and when I found out Elizabeth was pregnant I freaked, but it also gave a plot idea. R&R. Jasam for as long as I'm alive, lol. I try to make it seem as much like the character's as possible, so give me pointers if i do something wrong. Enjoy.

Title: You Can Try To Forget The Past, But The Past Will Always Find You.

This possibly couldn't be…

Was she hearing correctly or was this a horrible dream?

Scratch that. A nightmare…

Her mind was running a never ending labyrinth of angst, pain and sorrow. Why could she have everything that Sam couldn't? Why would try to take him back from her? She had someone else in her life, what take the man that she has fallen in love with? Sure they have been through many tough times, so many they thought they would never overcome, but they made it through. But for what? To be heartbroken again? It's bad enough this secret was kept, but the fact that he didn't even tell her hurt more.

She tried to gather her self by taking a deep breath, but on her exhale, tears only poured out harder than before and soon enough she felt herself choking on them. They were like poison and she wanted it to stop, if she didn't she would lose her eyes. She felt she would.

She wanted to get out of there, but leaving the bathroom meant passing by that bitch Elizabeth who was probably receiving the best satisfaction of the whole situation. Sam imagined walking out of the marble floored room to find Elizabeth on the floor in the midst of masturbation.

It disgusted her and made her feel sicker. She felt it coming. The twisting in her stomach and the burning in her throat…that feeling of just swallowing those bubble gum mouth washes they give you in middle school with the alternate of root beer. The taste on her tongue…

But it never came. It just stuck there, which is worse than to puke overall.

She tried once more at the breath and succeeded. She was ready to leave. She headed for the white wooden door and its golden knob. It was cold in her hands and turning it was hard for her, but because it was stuck, but because she was still shaking.

She stood there in the door way, surveying the bedroom to find someone sitting on the bed, but it was not Elizabeth. It was not a female either. She recognized the hair color, the texture and the nape of his neck for she had massaged it more than a thousand times and nuzzled her neck into it.

He turns around and instantly jumps up and begins his pleading, "Sam, I didn't want you to find out this way,"

"You mean you didn't want me to find out at all!" She yells backs, "Jason I thought we built a system of trust. You couldn't trust me enough to tell me you ARE the father of Elizabeth's baby?"

She tries to walk past him but he only steps in front of the door. She tries to push him aside, thinking she can, but she can't. He puts his hands on her shoulders only for her to fight him off. She continues screaming at him, "You knew I couldn't have a baby! And you still would not tell me!"

"I was going to tell you, but that's when you told me you couldn't get pregnant," Jason says in his defense, "Then that man came in. I was still figuring our how to tell you…Elizabeth told me when we were in the elevator and I admit I wanted to lash out at someone but I couldn't be mad. I thought maybe she is just letting out her inner emotions, wishing I was the father, but I could tell she was not lying…"

"Good. Then go be with her," Sam walks around him and runs down the hall to the elevator. She banging on the button for the elevator to arrive and every time she hits it she cries harder. She is so distraught she completely forgets the elevator and slides down the wall to her knees and buries her face into her palms, elbows rested on her lap.

Jason walks up to her, hesitant to do anything, but decides it's worth a try. He kneels down next to her reaches for her shoulder, she senses it and bats it away. He doesn't give up but instead of trying to just touch her he wraps his arms around her. For a while they stay like that until she surprisingly wraps her arms around him. He hugs her tighter and says, "Sam the last thing I wanted to do was hurt you, but I blocked out the fact that there was another person in the picture whose intentions were not the same as mine. I don't understand what happened and why she told you, but I wanted to be the one to tell you not someone else…"

She doesn't respond, she only soaks his shirt with her tears. He doesn't care she's not talking for he would rather her silent in his arms than off someone where sleeping with someone to make up for the hurt.

At the end of the hallway stood Elizabeth, silently watching and hurting. She wanted him to forget Sam and come to her. She was carrying his baby. His child. His….

His…

Pains ran through her stomach. Was something wrong with the baby? It hurts her so much she drops to the floor and is on her knees.

No. nothing was wrong…

But she was in labor.