Carly walked off the elevator at General Hospital in her a pair of black silk pants and a deep blue shirt with a cup of coffee from Kelly's clutched in her hand. She stopped in her tracks as she saw Elizabeth and Jason sitting in the waiting room talking. They both turned their attention to her and she just smirked, and fought back a laugh…barely, and they could tell.
"What's so funny, Carly?" Elizabeth asked, placing a hand over her stomach protectively.
"Ok, I'll bite." Carly said, "I know something you don't know." She sing songed before walking off laughing. She walked up to her mother who was at the nurse's station and struck up a conversation.
"Hey mom."
"Hey honey. What are you doing here?"
"I'm meeting Sam so we can talk about some things."
"Here?" Bobbie asked surprised.
"Yeah, we both had places to go this morning and decided to meet somewhere in the middle. This is it." Carly explained.
"You and Sam seem to be getting close."
"You have no idea. She's quickly becoming my bestfriend. We have a lot in common…like the color black." Carly grinned at the memory.
"What?" Bonnie asked in confusion.
"You had to be there." Carly said with a wave of her hand. She caught site of Sam stepping off of the elevator looking dejected.
"Excuse me." She told her mom, making her way towards Sam.
"Well," she asked, holding her breath.
"He figured me out right off of the back." Sam sighed.
"Oh no." Carly said leaning on one foot.
"There's more…" Sam said looking up into Carly's blue eyes before grinning, "He wants to help.
"Shut up!" Carly said loudly gaining the attention of many around her.
"I know!" Sam squealed. "Somebody up there," she said pointing up, "Likes us."
"Well being the…" Carly trailed off, noticing the eavesdroppers around, "Princesses, we are, we have connections that big."
"Here here." Sam laughed. Carly grabbed her hand and began dragging Sam towards the elevator. "Where are we going?" Sam asked laughing.
"Shopping." Carly said simply pressing the call button.
"But we've gone shopping. I have more than enough stuff to wear." Sam protested.
"Maybe, but this time is different. This time you're shopping for something to wear out on a date!" Carly grinned. Jason looked up sharply and looked at the two of them. She had a date? With who? Anger and jealousy filled his quickly and he tried tramp it down with no success.
"I think you and Lucky would be good together, anyway," Carly continued tapping her foot impatiently continuing to wait for the elevator. "It's kind of like, you're polar opposites. The policemen and the ex con. Come on. It doesn't get any more opposite than that."
Lucky? Lucky Spencer? She was going to go out with the policemen. His mind couldn't seem to wrap around that concept. Sam…his sexy, kickass, didn't take crap from anybody, vibrant, girlfriend was going out with… Lucky? He was getting a headache just trying to grasp that thought.
"I'm going to go." Jason told Liz. "I'll so you when you get home."
"Ok," Elizabeth said softly, knowing why Jason was so out of it. She was surprised too. Sam McCall? High school drop out trash dating honorable Lucky? That was just too weird. She cleared her throat and her head. It didn't matter. Because she was quickly getting everything she wanted. Jason and Jason's baby. And pretty soon that nice little rock that had been Sam's would be on Elizabeth's finger. She just had to play her cards right. She looked back at the threesome at the elevator, which finally opened its doors. The three of them got in and Sam shot a look at Elizabeth. A look that clearly said, "We'll see who triumphs in the end."
And Elizabeth was determined for it to be her.

Right before the elevator door closed, Carly reopened it. "I just remembered I needed to ask my mom something. I'll see you downstairs." She told Sam stepping off. Sam rolled her eyes at the obvious attempt and sighed, almost giggling. Jason stared straight forward obviously trying to maintain under control. She could practically sense the inner battle inside his head from the way he was standing rigidly and tense. Sam sighed and pressed the elevator stop button.
"What?" she asked.
"What do you mean," he asked still not looking at her. She marched up to him and grabbed his chin, forcing him to look down at her.
"Say it." She yelled.
"What." He snapped back grabbing her arm, and forcing it down so he was now holding her wrist between them.
"Say what you're thinking." She demanded angrily.
"Since you're such an expert on how I'm feeling, what am I thinking then Sam."
"Oh, don't pull that crap with me, I know you better than anyone. You're angry and jealous as hell."
"Why would I be angry, you're the one who dumped me."
"Because Elizatrash keeps showing up on the doorstep of OUR home and she won't go away. God, you slept with her once, and honey, I know you're good but you must have done something extra special if she keeps showing up and burdening you with her every freaking problem." Sam said getting louder with every word. " I don't think you understand how I feel Jason! I want nothing more that to push her down the stairs and have a bon fire with Carly with the freaking couch that is sitting in OUR living room. Oh, I'm sorry, you're and Elizabeth's home now."
"She has no where else to stay Sam." Jason said still holding her wrist between them.
"Oh what crap. What about with her Gram? What about with her supposed bestfriends Emily and Nikolas, you know, two of the four musketeers?" she asked, quickly becoming aware of how close they were standing. Jason didn't say anything and just looked down at her, "Yeah that's what I thought. Until you tell her exactly where I stand in your life and setting boundaries with her, I am not going to be your girlfriend or fiancé or whatever else. But I will be a very strong presence reminding you everyday of what you lost and what you can have back...under those terms. Until then, I'm going to date other people and I don't care how jealous you get or how angry, all that does is let me know how much you love me and want me…because you can't have me."
"I have loved you for a long time, and Elizabeth is my friend, I can't just tell her to go away."
Sam yanked her wrist out of Jason's grip and turned around, "Oh spare me. She's in love with you. I can see it, Carly can see it it, why can't you?" Sam asked angrily. She was sick of playing nice, she was sick of beating around the bush, and she was sick of crying. She was in the mood to get angry and angry was exactly what she was getting. She wanted to push his buttons and make him feel just as horrible as she did. Sam turned back around to meet his gaze, her black top swishing around her thighs, "How would you feel if I moved in with Ric? How would you feel if I went to Ric with my every problem? How would you feel if it were Ric instead of Elizabeth showing up on our doorstep? What if every time you walked into our home and looked at the couch you were forced to think about Ric touching me and kissing me and making me respond to him, and making me want to scream out in…"
"Stop it." Jason yelled, grounding his palms into his eyes, "Just shut up!"
"No! I want you to feel! I want you to understand how much it kills me to see that BITCH! I HATE HER! I WANT TO HIT HER AND CAUSE HER PHYSICAL PAIN!" Sam screamed at the top of her lungs. Jason held out his arms and she turned into them and she couldn't help it anymore. She cried, and she felt his tears fall into her hair.

Ok, so what did you think? I really enjoyed writing that! Now, if it would happen on the show I could die seriously happy. Reviews are loved!
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