"We have a daughter?"

Sam stood there a moment, different things she could tell Jason. She was at a loss for words. "Sam I asked you a question" she heard Jason say. Sam narrowed her eyes at him finally making up her mind on what to tell him. "Correction Jason, I have a daughter" she said to him as she went to go around him and escape the intense look in his eyes.

But she never made it that far, for his hand gripped her arm to hold her there. Something that he had done many times before in the past when he wanted answers or just wanted her to stay. "Please Sam, after everything, you know how important this subject is to me, please lets just talk" he said. Sam looked up into his pleading eyes.

Sam knew he was right as she looked up at him. After everything she still knew him and he her. And still after everything the look in his eyes now, made her heart beat faster. After everything she still wanted him, longed for him. Her life plagued with darkness, her soul was as black as death, but when she looked into his eyes or the eyes of their daughter, hope light up in a never ending tunnel. Hope she wasn't sure she wanted, the hope she didn't think she deserve.

She looked down at his hand on her arm. She wiped a lone tear that escape as she shook her head, agreeing to talk to him. She looked over her shoulder at the lifeless body of Elizabeth and then looked back up at Jason. "Not here, please not here" she said. Jason was taken back at how soft and defeated her voice sounded. "okay lets find another room" he said to her.

Jason stuck the tape recorder in his pocket as he turned to follow Sam. His hand no longer on her arm as they walked. Jason's mind was filled with different questions, questions that he hoped he would get answers to. Sam's body was filled with butterflies as they walked into a room that had been unlocked. The room was lit with one lonely candle that was on its way out. From what Sam could tell there was a bed in the room. It wasn't like the one she was handcuffed to, this one was out of place, it didn't belong in a place like this. She could see a dresser with a mirror on it that held the flickering candle.

Sam's was deep inside her mind that she didn't notice the room fill up with light from Jason turning it on. She never heard him say her name as she stayed rooted to her spot afraid to tell him, afraid to see the look of hatred in his eyes for her keeping yet another child from him. The coldness the felt within her was suddenly suppressed when she felt the warmth on her back. She knew Jason was there and very close, that I was his warmth. Sam looked up at him in the mirror as his hand landed on her shoulder with a soft squeeze. "Talk to me Sam" he said. His eyes locking on hers as they stared through the mirror.

Sam saw patience and understand on how hard this was for her. And it was taking everything in her to not lean the few inches back against his chest and let his arms surround her. "What do you want to know?" she asked him. Swallowing the dry lump in her throat as she looked in the mirror. She noticed she looked worse than she did earlier because of her fight with Elizabeth. She looked around the room just noticing the light and was shock to find a bowl with water in it and towels.

That when she saw the whitening on the wall, 'sweetness, for you and only you would I give you such sweetness to' Sam wanted to yell and scream. And she saw the needle and thread next to the bowl. She wiped the tears away as she walked over there. Jason watched her carefully, he had seen the message on the wall before Sam had, and knew she was just seeing it now. Anger filled him, but not at Sam but at Manny for doing this all to them. "How about we start with our Daughter, Why didn't you tell me you were pregnant?" he asked.

Sam took a rag and dipped it in the water. Sam sighed as she started wiping the blood off her. She wasn't going to let the stitches get infected because the area wasn't clean. "Emily McCall Morgan was born three months ago, I found out I was pregnant the day I found you in my apartment" Sam told him. Remembrance of that night ran threw Jason's eyes. "Why didn't you tell me then Sam?" he asked her.

Sam turned and looked at him. "If I would of, would you of believed me?" Sam said to him. She saw the sad look cross his face and that was her answer that he wouldn't of believed her. "Besides, Dr. Lee had told me that I was in a very high risk pregnancy, she didn't even want me to have the baby, and I wasn't going to let you lose yet another child Jason you had already lost four" she told him as she went back to cleaning herself up.

Jason stood in silence as he remembered over the years the kids he had lost. There was Michael after a year of raising him, Courtney's baby, Sam's first daughter and then Jake. And the fact that Sam remembered that and didn't want him to lose yet another one touched him. "But how you stand by and let me threaten you and your unborn child?" he said remorse written all over his face. Sam gave him a sad smile. "Because I knew you wouldn't of really killed me Jason, I knew you said that to hurt me and it did. I never ran from Port Charles because I was scared of you, I ran from Port Charles to escape the anger and pain. If I was going to die, caring our daughter, I wanted to do it somewhere, where people wouldn't stare at me and talk about me" she told him honestly.

Jason nodded his head. "But why not tell me after she was born?" he asked. Sam folded the cloth over to the cleaner side and finished wiping the blood off her face. "Because I wanted more time with my daughter. I knew that once you found out, you'd take her from me, and I just wanted more time with her" she said to him as she winced in pain from the cut on her face.

Jason took a few steps closer to her. "I'd never take her away from you Sam" he told her. Sam just looked at him a minute before going back "Okay I understand all that, but you said the doctor said you were very high risk? How bad was it, and what about the drugs Sam?" he asked her concern filling him. He knew they were okay for Sam was standing in front of him and that their daughter lived. He saw Sam take the needle and thread and walk over to the bed sitting down on it.

Sam looked up at Jason. "It was very bad Jason. I was in the eighty percent range of either me or the baby would die, if not both. It was a very very hard 9 months. As for the drugs, its not the drugs you think they were. I was on many different drugs during pregnancy, to try and help our chances and then because of complication I was on more meds after she was born. I lost weight really bad during and after the pregnancy. As for the drinking a lot because I know you are thinking about it, I didn't pick up a bottle till after Emily was born, and it was only to numb the pain that rested in my heart" she told Jason.

Jason watched as Sam leaned back and pull her pants down more so she could sow herself back up. He cringed as he watch her pull out the old stitches and was clearly in pain. Jason wanted to wrap her up in his arms and never let go, but he knew he couldn't, knew that Sam wouldn't let him. He walked over to her and kneeled in front of her. He put his hands on hers to stop her right before she was about to put the needle through. "You didn't have to do it alone, you don't have to do it alone" he said to her.

Sam's eyes searched his. "But I was alone Jason, because of what I did, I had to do it alone" she said tears in her eyes. Jason looked at Sam and took the needle out of her hand. "Let me help you" he told her softly. Doubt was written all over her face. She wasn't sure if she should trust him or not. It wasn't that long ago that they hated each other and at that moment, she wasn't sure what to feel. She didn't hate Jason, she never did. She tried so hard to but never could truly hate him.

Sam nodded her head okay. Relief filled Jason, he knew it was taking a lot for her to let him do this for her. "Lay back on the bed, it be a lot easier that way" he told her. Sam did as he asked. Her eyes still on him from the side. Jason pulled his shirt off. "If you have to scream or need something to hold on to, just use this" he said handing her his shirt. Sam was touched but she still couldn't help her eyes that roamed over his newly bare chest. "How about we distract you while I do this, tell me about the birth, and this" he said His hand running slowly around the incision he was about to sow back up for her.

Sam breath hitched in her throat at the feel of Jason's hand on her stomach and being so gentle. It took her a few moments before her thoughts could clear enough to put sentences together. "Well I was pretty sick through the whole thing, which made me glad we taped a bunch of episodes for the show that made it possible for me not to have to work when I started showing. But things only got worse. I lost weight instead of gaining it. I was hospitalized more times than I could count" she said tears in her eyes from both the pain of feeling the needle puncher her skin and the memories of her pregnancy. "The doctors told me, that I was literally killing myself caring the baby. The further along I got, the worse everything got. The worse I got, the doctors kept insisting I terminate because the chance of me surviving were going down hill and fast. But I couldn't do that Jason. Not after looking my first daughter." she told him.

Jason looked up at Sam, understanding and sadness written all over him. "When it got closer to the ends and the odds of our daughters survival was guarantee, I really didn't care what happen to me after that point. I made a will leaving everything I had for our daughter and left instructions that if something in fact did happen to me, to contact you. I by then already had her name picked out, I had heard about your sister and thought I could honor that name for you, and of course her last name is yours. I know the middle name isn't exactly perfect but if I was going to die, I wanted something of mine in there to" she said. Jason eyes looked at Sam's again. "It's perfect" he told her.

Sam gave a small smile. Then she felt the needle move again and she bunched Jason's shirt up and put it to her mouth and bit down to stop from screaming out. Tears leaking down her cheek. She took a few breaths before moving the shirt, her face smothered in the smell of Jason. "Then I went into labor. I was so terrified. It was a good thing I was already in the hospital though, because right after about the tenth contraction I passed out. I don't know much that happened after that just what the doctors told me. They had taken her by c-section, and then as they were putting me back together I fight lined. But was easily brought back. I woke up a few hours later. I was so weak, but they brought me my daughter. I didn't get to hold her long but the time I did was amazing. She a perfect mix of both of us." Sam said a smile in her voice.

Jason wished they weren't in that house, he wanted to see and hold his daughter more than anything. And hearing Sam talk about the birth and their daughter made him miss the fact that he wasn't there but he understood why she did what she did and he couldn't be made at her for it. "I was in the hospital for two weeks after that. Then I got released, it was so nice to go home and get out of that hospital with our daughter. I thought I'd go crazy in there the only thing that kept me sane was our daughter. She's my life Jason." she told him.

Jason nodded at her as he put the needle in one last time. "Okay tell me about this Sam. That was three months ago, this should have been healed by now" he said as he started tying it off. "Well about less than a month ago, I started getting sick again. So I went in, they said it had been complications from my pregnancy and they had to do a full hysterectomy. So that's what that's from." she told him as she saw him stand up and walk across the room.

She was sitting up and winced in pain. "Just lay back down Sam and wait a few minutes" Jason told Sam as he walked back over with a clean wet rag. Sam listen to him and watched as he sat down next to her and slowly wiped around the stitches. "And how did you handle the hysterectomy?" he asked her as he looked back at her. "Actually really well, I mean having Emily was a miracle so I had my baby, and the odds of it ever happening again was a zero chance of happening. I had my baby and that's all that matter" she said as she slowly sat up again.

They sat there a moment in quite. Sam handed over his shirt. "Thank you. You have awful quite during all this, go ahead and tell me what your thinking and feeling about all this" Sam said. Jason slipped on his shirt and look at the floor. "I was quite because I wanted to hear the story. I am sad that I wasn't there and you went through it alone, but I understand why you did it. We had been though a lot, and you were sparing me. I mean we are not any where close to be okay, but we are on the right track, but when we get out of here Sam. I want a part in our daughters life" he told her and stood up and looked down at her.

Jason extended a hand for Sam to take. "Come on lets finds the others and get out of this place before anyone else gets killed" Jason said to Sam. Sam nodded as her hand slipped into his. Jason pulled her up easily and never let go of her hand as he lead her out of the room and to the other. Neither knowing that things were going to get a lot worse before better….