1 Never give up hope.
FYI I love Sam and Carly. This first chapter may seem like I hate Sam. But I don't, in the show, she was a bitch towards Carly and this is how I'm writing her for this chapter. She will become nice. Don't worry! I did change a hint of history though, recent history not past. You will see.
Summary- Carly and Sam never gave up hope that he was gone. Everyone else would call it a bluff but them? No! They just needed proof. And that's what they got, proof.
"How can he be gone sonny! He can't be gone! This is Jason were talking about. He comes back!" Carly screamed in the hotel
"Not this time"
"No!"
"Are you okay?"
"No! My ex husband comes walking in telling me my best friend dies, and you ask me if I'm okay? Sonny what is wrong with you?"
"I'm sorry. I'm just trying to help."
"I'm going to see Sam."
*knock knock*
"Jason?- oh Carly what do you want?" Sam scoffed adjusting Danny on her hip.
"I wanted to-to see h-how you are doing?" She sniffled
"I'm fine you can leave."
"Sam-"
"Save it Carly, you just came to rub it in my face that Jason was no good for me and Danny and I will move on to the next guy."
"That's not why I'm here Sam!"
"Carly, I'm done I don't care why you're here, just leave."
"Fine, Sam I just wanted to say I'm sorry for the hell I've put you through."
"Bye!" Sam screamed one last time slamming the door and turning to slide down it, against her back. She let tears slide down her face and cried. It had been two days since Jason was pronounced dead. But she knew if a body isn't found that you can't rule out as being dead.
Carly walked out of Harborview towers and headed to her BMW. She sat in the drivers seat and set her head on the steering wheel. Tears freely falling off her eyelashes onto her blue dress. She picked up her head, wiped off her tears and drove to the daycare where Josslyn was at.
"Mommy!"
"Hi baby girl. You ready to go home?"
"Yes."
"Good. We're gonna go home and have a girls night in. How does pizza, tangled, and lots of candy and junk food sound?"
"Yay!"
"Alright lets go."
"Michael, Starr, what are you doing here?"
"We wanted to see if you and Danny would accompany us at Kelly's for dinner."
"S-sure. Let me grab his diaper bag."
"I'm going to use the restroom, want me to take Danny?" Michael asked
"No, that's ok sweetie."
"Sam, how are you. I know how you are feeling, I've been in your place."
"Starr, I'm not doing good. I just want to shut down. First I- I was r-raped by a freak, found out I was pregnant and told it wasn't Jason's baby. Then I deliver my son, my healthy little boy and he is switched with a dead baby, by Heather Webber. And to top it off, Heather is about to commit suicide with him and Jason saves him only to be shot eight hours later. We're trying to save our marriage and he's pronounced dead."
"I know it's hard, but with time and the right people you'll get through it. I did." She said kissing Michael.
"Mommy, why were you crying earlier?"
"No reason joss." Carly said, hating to lie to her daughter. "Just enjoy the movie. Want more Swedish fish?"
"Yes please."
The mother and daughter finished the movie and headed to bed. Carly put Josslyn down, and left for her own room. She laid down, thinking what all had happened in the past few days. Jason had been shot and pushed in the harbor, but he's been shot before. A lot of times. He was left for dead numerous times, she couldn't even keep track of. He's been locked in a burning elevator while being held hostage, he survived a car crash that his drunk brother caused, and many more accidents, she knew he would survive being shot once in the back and pushed into 70 degree water. She knew.
Sam finished giving her son a bottle and put him down for the night after a rock in the rocking chair and a bedtime story about Jason his dad, in every way that counted. Sam headed to her room and put in one of Jason's infamous black tshirts for bed. She laid down, thinking what all had happened in the past few days. Jason had been shot and pushed in the harbor, but he's been shot before. A lot of times. He was left for dead numerous times, she couldn't even keep track of. He's been locked in a burning elevator while being held hostage, he survived a car crash that his drunk brother caused, and many more accidents, she knew he would survive being shot once in the back and pushed into 70 degree water. She knew.