Riding the elevator to her apartment Sam wondered if going to see Jason would be a wise move. Jason would be beyond furious so maybe approaching him first would lessen some of the tension that was sure to arise from a confrontation. After Michael had been shot a lot of the amnesty she had towards Jason had lessened. She wasn't angry anymore at what had happened, they both made mistakes, that was behind them, they had moved forward. But Noel's foolish attempt to scare Jason, Lucky, and Liz from hurting her again had set them back a few steps. Sam loved Noel, but at times she wanted to throttle the girl.

Stepping off the elevator Sam was surprised to see Lucky waiting at her apartment door.

"Lucky. Hey, what's going on?" Like Sam had to even ask why he was here.

"Does the name Noel Bailey mean anything to you?" Looking over his shoulder Lucky put both hands into his pockets.

Opening her door Sam signaled for Lucky to come in. "I would much rather hang outside if that is ok."

Sighing Sam shook her head, "Lucky its ok you aren't here to do me any harm, please come in."

"Seriously Sam I feel more comfortable out here." Squirming he looked worried.

"Ok. Noel Bailey is one my oldest dearest friends. She told me she had a conversation with Liz, Jason and you. Lucky I am so sorry she threatened you guys. Noel has the tendency to be overprotective when it comes to the people she loves."

"Do you know what she told us Sam? If we so much as had a bad thought about you she would sell Liz into slavery, turn me in for popping pills, and turn Jake into a killer. What kind of person are you associating with?"

"Lucky please listen to me…." Seeing how frantic Lucky was becoming Sam reached for him only to watch as he pulled recoiled from her touch.

"Stay away from me Sam. I am taking Liz and boys on a trip; I need to get them as far away from you as possible. Sam I can't believe that you did this again, the first time you hired those men to threaten Liz and the boys, now you are sending you friends to threaten her, to threaten us."

"Lucky, I didn't ask Noel to come here." Even though Sam and Lucky had not turned into anything more then friends the way he was treating her was shocking.

"I don't want to hear it Sam. Please let your friends know that the Spencer's are no threat to you and we are going to be traveling out the country for a while." With that Lucky spun around and left.

Watching him leave Sam could feel her blood pressure sky rocketing. Cursing she moved inside her apartment slamming the door shut.

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"Mistress a package arrived while you were out. It is from your father."

Turning to face the butler Noel smiled "Thank you Phillip you can retire for the evening."

"Well that can't be good."

Chuckling Noel threw her suit jacket onto the bed "He enjoys playing games as much as I do, I will deal with it tomorrow."

Gazing at her companion Noel licked her lips. Having traveled the world she had sampled men from all over the globe. Noel finally met her match when she arrived in New Zealand two years ago. While meeting with a business associate she had been introduced to Darius a member of the secretive and elusive Mephistopheles brand. First drawn in by his appearance the man was walking evil from the tribal tattoo's adoring his face, neck and arms, to the thick goatee braids hanging off his chin. His dark grey eyes made him look unnatural in addition to his staggering height and build, he was a man you did not fuck with. His physical traits were impressive but what had cinched it for Noel was the darkness of the man's heart. He was sadistic, cruel, and viewed himself as a wolf among sheep, she loved that about him.

"So how long do you plan on staying in Port Charles?" Watching her move across the state room he never got enough of his devious girl. Darius had always known he would walk this world alone. The type of work he did plus his outlook on life so few understood yet alone accept, that was until Noel.

"As long as I want." Staring him down Noel loved the power dynamic between them. To the outside world she was the ball breaker, take no prisoners, queen of her domain, but in the private they were equal. She valued his insight and experience, he understood where she was coming from and what she wanted to accomplish.

"Is that so?" Stepping into her personal space he smirked when she didn't step back from his overwhelming presences. He outweighed her by 100 plus pounds and towered over her small frame. His appearance alone caused men half her height to flee, not his Noel she never backs down.

Looking up at him Noel stepped in, closing the distance between their bodies. Wrapping both arms around his waist, her fingers coiled around the handle of his hidden knives. Drawing them out she waved them slowly in front of his face. "Did I stutter?"

Sliding the tip of one knife down the front of her blouse, slowly the material parted beneath the sharp point. Cutting it open the sheer top fell off her body leaving her in only her bra and skirt. "Do you have a problem with that?" Spinning the knife around, offering it to him handle first her eyes darkened as he grabbed the offer weapon then hurled it across the room, the knife only after half the length of the blade was sticking out of the wall.

Squeaking she laughed when he threw her over his shoulder carrying her to their bed. Grabbing for his gun holster he smacked her ass hard. "Don't even think about it."

Before she could respond the phone in his back pocket started to ring.

"Fuck."

Tossing Noel onto the bed Darius grabbed it reading the message flashing across the small screen. "Man what a dumb fuck this man has turned out to be."

"Please tell me you are not talking about Morgan."

"This man is a trained enforcer?" Catching Noel's gaze he paused before speaking "What do you want to happen?"

"Why don't people just obey when I give them an order? My world would run so smoothly." Sighing she looked up at the ceiling thinking. "Bring him to me."

"Untouched?"

"No. It's time Jason Morgan realizes that I am not one to be fucked with."

"Your wish is my command love."

Rolling onto her side she watched as he retrieved the knife before heading to the door.

"Darius?"

"Yes."

Smiling impish delight caused her eyes to twinkle "Have fun."

With a nod he disappeared into the night.

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Wrapped up in her favorite green robe Sam padded barefoot into the kitchen. A mug of hot tea, read a chapter or two of her favorite book, then a good nights sleep.

Stepping into the dark living room she paused something wasn't right,she was not alone. Before the lights could come on a hard hand smothered her mouth just as she was bodily pinned to another. Panicked Sam began to struggle trying to get free.

"Stop moving."

Eyes closing she knew that cold distant voice belonged to one she use to love, Jason. Obeying the struggling ceased and she was slowly released. Stepping away from him Sam scrambled to put the couch between them.

"Jason what are you doing here?"

"You know why I am here Sam." His voice held no emotion, it was distant and angry.

"Listen I had no idea that Noel was here to threaten you. She told me about it at dinner tonight, you have to believe that." Scared at how detached Jason was Sam put a little more distances between them.

"What did I tell you would happen if you threatened Liz or her boys?" Not moving Jason's eyes followed her movement.

"Fuck you Jason. I didn't do shit to your precious Liz or her children. It's not my fault that I actually have someone on my side for a change." Getting pissed she focused on the negativity she felt and not the slight twinge of fear of being alone with him.

Silent he continued to just watch her.

"You know me Jason and when I tell you that I did not know what Noel was up to I mean it." getting braver by the second she fumed "so get the fuck out of my apartment. I was told you weren't even suppose to have a negative thought about me, showing up at my place blaming me for something I had nothing to do with, I think if Noel knew she might be a little upset."

Sam had pushed Jason to far she could tell by the change on his face, he was furious and she was the reason for it. Before he took a step towards her the apartment door was kicked in and one very large, scary looking man stormed in making a beeline towards Jason.

"Stop, please stop." Pleading she watched in horror as the man took at his gun "Dont kill him, please, stop." The instincts in Sam screamed to protect Jason, she had to get him away from his man.

"You were warned Morgan." With the handle of his gun the demonic looking man knocked Jason unconscious.

Like a rag doll Jason crumbled to the floor.

"Oh god." Looking for Jason's gun she screamed when the man plucked her off the ground, gently placing her on her feet behind him.

"Come get him."

Three guards appeared out of the blue, moving to collect Morgan.

"Don't touch him. STOP!" Sam had to get to Jason. Punching the man who had hit Jason in the back he barely acknowledged her presences, grabbing her by the arm, he kept her from moving forward. "Let me fucking go."

"Noel was not kidding you are a fighter." Darius was highly amused as McCall tried to escape him, he could see why Noel and Sam were best friends.

"He was just talking to me." Tears forming in her eyes she was scared, she didn't want Jason killed.

"Noel just wants to talk to him Sam." Grabbing a box of tissues he handed them over to her "He is not going to be killed Samantha, you have my word."

Watching them walk out the door of her apartment, Jason dragged between their bodies the large man let her go.

"Noel is on her yacht, slip # 27, she will be waiting for you."

And with Sam was left alone in her dark apartment. Falling to her knees in the middle of the floor she stared blankly. In a time span of 10 hours her life was placed on another course, a course only her best friend was the pilot of, Sam was at the mercy of Noel Bailey.