As Sam walked into her apartment, she was still shaking from her confrontation with Lucky. She giggled as she thought of Jason's premonition about Lucky being very UNLucky today. She was glad that he didn't have much stuff there yet… it would all fit in a box and she could send a guard over to place it on his front porch.
She was curious though about what her mother was thinking… she was sure that she would not be extremely thrilled about this. She didn't care… she had 20 minutes to get to the Metro Court and she wanted to look nice.
She ran out of her apartment 15 minutes later knowing that she would be late.
She really hoped that Ian would wait for her and not think that she had stood him up. She wasn't sure what kind of information that she was going to get out of him, but she was going to take this bastard down whatever it took.
Running into the hotel, she flew to the elevator and punched the up button and thanking her lucky stars that it came quickly.
"Hold the elevator!" She heard someone yell. Rolling her eyes, she pushed the hold button and was surprised to see Ian step on.
"Thank God, I am not the only late one!" He laughed.
"Yeah, I was hoping that you hadn't thought that I was going to stand you up!" she laughed back.
They reached the restaurant and the maitre D showed them to their table.
"I will have a glass of red house wine." Ian informed him as he turned to Sam.
"Just a glass of Iced Tea for me please." She smiled as he nodded and walked away.
"No drink?" he inquired.
"No, not yet… maybe later… I just need to calm down a little bit. I just had a fight with my ex and am still upset."
"Lucky or Jason?" Sam raised her eyebrows at him almost bothered by the fact that he knew that.
"Um… Lucky. Jason and I don't speak. Jason doesn't really speak to anyone though." She didn't want to dog him, but also wanted Ian to believe that they still hated each other.
"Yeah, he is a little stony!" Ian joked.
"So, what made you decide to get into medicine?" she asked him.
"Oh… really interesting story…" He chuckled… "I thought a DR. in front of my name would be a great chick magnet!" He laughed.
"Good plan! How's that working for you?" She joked back with him mentally rolling her eyes.
She thought that she saw something flash in his eyes and then it was gone. She also noticed Jason walk in with his mother. She couldn't be more shocked. But she was careful not to show it on her face.
"Well, looks like your other ex is dining here tonight as well." Ian said.
"Yeah, that is his mother." she commented.
"I didn't peg Morgan for a mamma's boy." Ian laughed snidely.
Sam was getting irritated and she was really ready to step this up. Jason walked around to the bar and caught Sam's eye and she knew that he was watching and had her back. The thought somehow comforted her.
"So Ian, besides being a doctor, what do you like to do? What does the mysterious doctor Devlin do in his spare time?" Sam asked sensually.
Sam watched as a dark look crossed Ian's face and he stared hard at her.
"Why do I get the impression that this is turning into more of an interrogation than a date Miss. McCall?" Ian asked hotly.
"It was a question about what you like to do Ian. It is called conversation… you know the getting to know you part. I don't know what the hell your deal is, but…" She was cut off by Ian grabbing her wrist and squeezing.
"MY PERSONAL LIFE IS OFF LIMITS MS. MCCALL." Ian whispered loudly as Sam wrenched her arm free.
Ian's phone rang and he talked quietly to the person on the other end of the phone. "Is that so?" She heard him say as he glanced her way.
She was getting really uncomfortable and ready for this night to end. This could easily be considered her last date from hell as she would not be doing this again.
Ian hung up and Sam tried to muster up a smile, but it turned out weak at best.
"Date's over Ms. McCall, and you can tell your little boy toy, Morgan that the next time, he sends you in to get information, I won't be so kind as to let you go with a bruise on your wrist."
Ian stood up and walked out and at the last minute turned and sinisterly pointed a finger at Sam and made a shooting motion. Sam's blood turned white hot.
She was pissed. How dare he threaten her? How dare he imply that she was getting information for Jaso… Oh… yeah… she was, but how the hell did he know that and who the hell was he talking to on the other end of the phone?
She walked out of the Metro Court and headed straight for her car and texted Jason to meet her at home as soon as he could sneak in, and she drove home. She waved to the guard at the front door and knowing that there was one now following her and probably one on her floor as well… she snickered… she knew him so well… but after tonight, she was thankful that they were there. Something about Ian just threw her off… well besides the fact that she knew that he was a child shooter… but something. She walked into her apartment and almost screamed when she saw the person sitting on her couch.
"Holy Shit mom! I didn't expect you. You scared the crap out of me!"
"What is going on with you?" She asked quietly.
"What do you mean?" Sam said. "Nothing is going on with me." She looked at the floor and then back up at her mom.
"Sam… Lucky told me that you were having dinner with Dr. Devlin and helping Jason with something… in fact, I think that the whole police station heard that fact."
"Look. Lucky is an ass and had no right to speak to me in that manner. What I do is my business."
"Not when you are in a relationship with someone Sam!" Alexis said.
"Well, then I suppose that it is a good thing that we are not in a relationship anymore. I am sorry mom, no wait scratch that. I am not sorry… I am not a Suzie Homemaker. I don't sit at home waiting for some man to take care of me. I LIKE danger… I THRIVE on adventure… I love the mystery of solving a problem."
"I know Sam, but I am just… look… maybe if you talk to Lucky, he will take you back and you guys can fix this."
"ARE YOU SERIOUS RIGHT NOW?" Sam yelled at her mother. "Did you hear what he said?"
"Yes, Sam, I just think that…"
"GET OUT. RIGHT NOW, GET OUT!" Sam screamed at her mother. Tears were flowing down her face with the knowledge that her mother thought the same way Lucky did. Why did everyone in this town think so little of her that she would be giving Jason a relationship just for the money? Did they not know the depth of their love? The two people who were supposed to have her back thought she was a whore and Lucky basically let the whole PCPD know it, and now her mother wanted her to "try to work it out…" was she serious? Sam strode to the door and flung it open.
"LEAVE. DON'T CALL ME, I WILL CALL YOU, or better yet, don't call me, I definitely will NOT be calling you. Nice knowing you MOM." She cried.
"Sam." Alexis plead with Sam to talk this out.
"Not now… maybe not ever. It hurts mom that after everything with Ric and the things that you said, I thought that we were over that and you said those things in anger, but now a year and a half later, to find out that you really meant them and are standing by what Lucky did. I can't. I just can't, I won't. I did a lot of horrible things, but my relationship with Jason, was not one of them, and I will not defend it to you or any other narrow minded asshole in this town." And she shut the door in her mother's face.
Jason had heard the yelling coming from Sam's apartment and recognized Alexis's voice, so he waited out of sight until he saw her get on the elevator, and then he walked to her door.
He heard her crying and he softly knocked and opened the door to find her sitting in the middle of the floor crying. He slammed the door and was to her in two seconds with her wrapped in his arms.
"Tell me." He softly coaxed.
"She agrees with Lucky." Sam sobbed. "She has reduced our relationship to me being a "Kept" woman. That I did nothing to support myself when we were together. Her and Lucky have made our relationship ugly and dirty, when Jason, it was the best thing that ever happened to me. You taught me what real love was, and they have basically called me a whore… which would make you my… Pimp daddy!" She giggled.
He smiled at her and stroked her hair… only His Sam could make a joke about something like that at this moment.
"Sam, you did everything for me. You may not have worked all the time, but you did some, and you did my shipping contracts that I HATE all the time. You not only did that, but Sam, you supported me emotionally and sometimes physically the whole time, we were together. I wouldn't even be here if it were not for you. I would have died in Hawaii. I owe you my life, so really, I owe you! You were the strength in our relationship Sam, and I am not just saying this because you are sitting in the middle of your floor crying, but I speak the truth. You know me I don't lie…" he saw her eyebrows raise a little, and he chuckled…
"OK… well know this Sam, I will NEVER lie to you again. So believe me when I say… that you are an amazing woman who I am so lucky to call my friend, my lover…"
"Is that what we are Jason?"
"Is that what you want Sam?" He asked her.
"I don't know… we haven't really discussed… things." She finished lamely.
"I know, Sam, and I know that we may have a few hard discussions ahead of us, but I will have you back with me. BELIEVE THAT." He said matter of factly.
"I don't want to Jason." She sighed as she closed her eyes and leaned into his chest.
His heart started to pound in his ears and he thought maybe he stopped breathing. "You don't want to what Sam?" He asked her.
"I don't want to have the hard conversations." She cried. "I don't want to dredge it all up."
"But we need to know what not to do this time… I need to apologize to you Sam… I need to explain…"
"NO!" She stated firmly. "You do not need to apologize." She said. "What I did was inexcusable and I should have been punished."
"To what extent Sam? I threatened you, in your own home. I came in while you were out, like I do my enemies, and I threatened you!"
"Jason, I threatened your son and Cam. There is no excuse…" She started.
"NO, listen to me Sam," he said gently. "You said something last night and I heard you. You said that I held your heart in my hands and I shattered it and walked over it out of your life. I need to apologize for that. It was never my intention to destroy you… Sam, how do I… sorry just seems so inadequate for what I have done. But I am Sam. I am so sorry. I never want to hurt you again."
She smiled and caressed his face. "Then don't." She said simply.
"You know I think that we both know that horrible things were done on each side… I know that I will spend the rest of my life trying to make it up to you and Jake."
"And I will spend the rest of my life trying to make up for hurting you. For losing the faith that I had in us." He whispered.
"I know a great way to start!" she giggled.
"Later… trust me when I say later. We have almost 2 years to make up for… but I need to know ~ what did Ian have to say?"
"It was really weird Jason. It was almost like he knew that I was there trying to get information for you."
"What do you mean?" He asked warily. He knew that he was going to hate the answer.
"I am afraid that if I tell you, you won't let me help anymore."
"Sam," he said with exasperation.
"He put his hands on you?" Jason bellowed as he saw the bruise that had formed around her wrist.
"Shit." She mumbled. She sighed knowing that she would have to tell him now.
"Things were going ok… and then I asked him what he liked to do outside of work. He grabbed my wrist and squeezed and told me to mind my own business basically. Then he got a phone call and he looked at me and he said to tell Morgan not to send me for information anymore or…" she sighed… really hating that she was going to piss him off.
"OR WHAT SAM?" He yelled. She jumped. His hard eyes softened a little when he looked at her and he mumbled sorry.
"Next time, more than a bruise would happen." She finished.
Jason jumped up and started to pace. He looked at the liquor table and picked up a glass and threw it at the fireplace.
"You know… you really need to try to stop breaking glasses in my house!" She tried to joke with him. He turned his crystal blue eyes on her. She saw the emotions swirling in waves in them. She saw the anger, and the hurt and the pain, but most of all, when he looked down at her, she saw the love reflected there.
"He will die." He said as he took out his phone and dialed Spinelli. He told the young hacker to try to get a location for Devlin, and to pull all his phone records. Especially the ones from tonight. Then he looked at Sam. "Go get dressed in work clothes." He said simply.
She looked up at him and realized that he was serious… he really was going to let her help him! She jumped up and ran to the bedroom to change. Maybe things will be different this time she thought… maybe they can truly be partners in every sense of the word… she blushed knowing that she was jumping the gun… he asked her to help her find Devlin, not marry him… sheesh! "Get a grip Sam!" She told herself.
