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Again- Based on Spoilers from GHH2-etc.
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Later that night, Jason opened the door to his penthouse, surprised to find Sam in his living room, anxiously pacing.
"Hey."
"Hi," she said, attempting a smile.
Dropping his keys, he looked at her intently. "Is everything okay? You look worried."
Sam rubbed her hands together nervously, "Um- I'm fine. Just...how was your day?"
He shrugged, saying "Met with Sonny, stopped by to check on Elizabeth. Why?"
She pushed her dark hair back. "I know Elizabeth is your friend, but it's not your baby, Jason."
He was quiet for a moment, then his piercing blue eyes met hers. "Elizabeth is a good friend in a tough situation. I'll do everything I can to make it easier for her."
"Is that the only reason? It just, it just is so hard for me to know that you're around her. Knowing what happened, that she could have been carrying your baby."
He sighed, running his hands through his dark blond hair. "It was one night, Sam. I won't cut Elizabeth out of my life because one night we were hurt, and we chose to be together."
She sniffled, pressing her hands to her face. "It's just, you're so close, and I know you want to be there for her now, but all I can think about is that you both felt enough for each other to be together for one night. I...I just feel like I'm waiting for her to decide she wants more."
"What Elizabeth wants is a safe life for her children." He answered, and looked relieved as his cell phone rang, cutting the conversation short.
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Ric watched his ex-wife standing at the docks, clearly waiting for someone. Turning, he instructed the policeman at his side to photograph Jason Morgan when he showed up.
"How do we know Morgan will show up?" The cop asked, confused.
Raising his eyebrows, Ric looked at the cop. "Because he always wants to play her hero." He began to walk away, then turned back, "And remember- no one else knows about this. I don't want anyone to hear she met him."
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Elizabeth looked up as Jason strode towards her.
You okay?" He asked her, looking worried.
"I thought you should know, I overheard Ric on the phone at the hospital today. He was talking about Sonny. That it was a big mistake for you and Sonny to keep Molly from him."
Jason nodded thoughtfully. "Yeah, Alexis was pretty scared when she kicked him out. Sonny figured it would be safer for her and the girls to stay with him for awhile., until she feels better."
"Jason- Ric's getting out of control again." Elizabeth reached her hand out, resting it on his arm, "Be careful."
"I will be." He looked closely at her, "Are you feeling all right? Do you have everything you need?"
"I'm fine, really." She was quiet for a moment, then added softly, "Do you ever feel like a secret will tear you apart?" She looked up at him sadly, her eyes shimmering with tears.
Jason pulled her into his arms, holding her comfortingly as she slid her arms around him, resting her head against him. "If you think you should tell Lucky, then go ahead. You know I don't care what anyone thinks about the night we spent together."
Her head tilted back, long curls tumbling down her back. Her eyes meeting his, she said, "It isn't just Lucky. It would affect all the people I care about the most." With that, she lay her head back on his muscled chest, relaxing against one of the very people her secret could hurt the most.
Jason stroked his hand over her brown curls, quietly saying, "Do you want to talk about it?"
"No," she whispered. "I haven't decided what to do yet." She looked up at him, giving him a small smile, "But thank you, for everything."
He smiled down at her, "Anytime."
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Ric opened the pictures, looking through them one by one. His frustration with Elizabeth was warring with the triumph he felt at what the pictures showed. One was perfect, their arms wrapped around each other, smiling intimately at one another. Another of Jason holding Elizabeth close, his hand stroking her brown curls as he looked down at Elizabeth, a concerned look on his face.
Ric smiled, knowing his revenge against Jason was ready to set in motion. Rip Sam and Jason apart, then send an irate husband after Jason. A part of him hated the idea that he was using Elizabeth to bring about Jason's downfall, but she would be better off once Jason was out of the way for good. Jason had been far too important to her, for far too long now.
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Sam opened the door to her room, looking out into the hallway above Kelly's. Seeing no one, she turned to go back in, when she saw the envelope taped to the door.
Confused, Sam reached for the envelope, opening it, and reached inside. Pulling out the pictures, she flipped through them, a part of her going numb as she looked at them. These pictures were her greatest fear. The intimate moments shown in the pictures made it clear that Elizabeth and Jason had not gone back to being friends like before. The closeness, the trust between the two were glaringly obvious, their bodies fitting together perfectly, very relaxed.
Clutching the pictures, Sam wiped her tear-stained cheeks with the palm of one hand, grabbing her keys to go to the penthouse.
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Elizabeth was laughing, pushing away the plate in front of her. "If you cook for me anymore, I'll have to tell everyone what a great cook you really are."
Raising his eyebrows, Jason smiled at her, pleased to see her laughing again. "I thought you promised that was a secret?"
"I don't know if food this good can be kept quiet." Setting her napkin on the plate, she looked at him, seated next to her on the sofa. "Thank you, Jason. You always know exactly what to do when I'm sad."
"Well, my cooking is better than-" He broke off as the door opened, his hand going back to his gun.
Sam walked in, dropping her keys on the desk, her eyes red and teary. Giving a grim smile, she looked at Liz. "I shouldn't be surprised to see you here, should I?"
Liz frowned, "I'm sorry?"
Sam walked forward, noticing the plates on the coffee table. "A nice intimate dinner for two. I'm sorry to interrupt."
Jason stood, looking at Sam, his brows furrowed. "Sam, Elizabeth just came over to talk. Nothing is going on."
Pushing her hair back, Liz stood also, looking confused. "I just came to talk with Jason, Sam."
Sam threw down the pictures, standing still as they cascaded over the open part of the table. "Like you talk here?"
Jason reached down and picked up a picture. Looking at it, he was silent a moment, his shoulders tensing. Finally he looked up, "Sam, these aren't-"
"Aren't what, Jason?" she demanded. "This was yesterday!"
Elizabeth leaned down, scooping up the additional pictures. She looked through them, biting her lip, then looked at Sam. "This isn't how it looks. I was upset, and we were talking. That's all, Sam."
"You know, even knowing this isn't his baby, " Sam raged, not noticing Liz going still, "You just can't help but keep both Lucky and Jason at your beck and call, can you? Carly was right, you're determined to have Jason, any way you can get him."
Jason put his hand out to quiet Sam, his voice sharp. "Enough, Sam. Elizabeth hasn't done anything to deserve this. Where the hell did you get these pictures from?"
"My door. Somebody else has apparently noticed that Elizabeth isn't so sweet after all."
Elizabeth flinched, "I never said I was, but this isn't what you think."
Crossing her arms, Sam turned to Jason. "I can't deal with this. You said you love me. Then how can you think it's okay for me to have to see you together all the time, to get pictures like this. I can't handle this."
Jason sighed, "She's my friend, Sam. My good friend. I won't cut her out of my life, I won't avoid her. Nothing is going on."
"Can I really believe that?" Tears streaming down her face, Sam looked up at him, gesturing to the pictures. "Dinners in your apartment, holding her on the docks, at the hospital together, every time I turn around, you're with her, or going to her, or answering a call."
He ran his hands over his face, looking at Sam. "Sam, I can't-"
Elizabeth cut in, "I'm not any threat to you, Sam." Her thoughts whirled, aware that she was the wedge in their relationship, that it was unfair of her to put Jason in this position. Avoiding his gaze, she leaned over to grab her sweater, then looked up at Sam. "I just came to tell Jason thank you for being a good friend, and that I'm getting back together with Lucky. So you don't need to worry, Sam. I'm sorry if I caused a problem."
She nodded at Sam, walking over to the door. Shutting it behind her, she looked up, catching his confused gaze. Their eyes met for a moment, and he noticed the tears filling hers before she broke contact, quietly shutting the door behind her.
Elizabeth walked into the elevator, and once the doors shut she dropped her sweater, her hands going up to her face as she cried, her heart feeling as though it were being shattered at the thought of Jason out of her life.
