Chapter 7

Port Charles, New York – July 13, 2012

There was a knock on the door, and Sam, who had been sleeping on the couch, woke up with a start. She got up and walked to the door, and looked through the peephole to see whom it was. She opened to door for Carly, ''Hey,'' she said, her voice groggy from sleep.

Carly stepped inside and frowned at Sam, ''you never sleep during the day – I mean you were supposed to be at work,'' she said, and Sam nodded. She had called in sick today – she didn't even know why, but she really felt exhausted.

''I don't know what's going on, but I was exhausted and decided to get some more sleep – I haven't been sleeping all that well lately,'' she said, and Carly nodded. Then she sighed and sank down on the couch.

''I don't know, Sam. You have been closed off ever since last Sunday when you spent some time with Jason,'' she said softly, and Sam nodded. If only Carly would know what had happened.

''It's just hard – spending time with your husband while he cant remember,'' she whispered, and Carly nodded and opened her mouth to speak when Sam added, ''I haven't seen him since Sunday – I mean, I've seen him around but he ignores me because she – I mean Deb – doesn't want him around me.''

''Yeah I know that, but you've never been this closed off with me, Sam, just tell me what happened, because its not just spending time with Jason. Did he do something?'' she asked, and Sam looked down. It gave Carly an idea something happened. ''Damn it, what did he do?'' she said, and she pulled Sam next to her.

''Not- he wasn't himself,'' she whispered, and Carly cursed. ''He didn't mean to do this, but he was angry and he – I mean, you know,'' she added, ''he's been frustrated because he can't remember and the one moment he hears this, the next he hears something else.''

''Damn him! I'm going to beat his ass,'' Carly yelled, and when Sam looked at her with wide eyes, Carly sighed, ''because of this, because he did something and from what you just told me I figure he hit you – I can't wait until he remembers again and then I'll beat his ass,'' she told Sam.

''Just – calm down for a second. He'd been here for a couple of hours and he left – but then he came back, and there is something to it,'' Sam said. Carly frowned but shook her head.

''Let's just not talk about that A class asshole right now – I came to tell you Sonny and Max have found something on Deb,'' Carly said, ''she's not who she says she is,'' she added.

Sam nodded, ''yeah, I figured as much,'' she said, and Carly shook her head.

''No, they found out she had something to do with this – when Jason went to Alcazar she was the one to hit him twice on the back of his head – and the source is reliable,'' Carly said, and Sam sighed and closed her eyes.

''Ok, so you're telling me she is the reason he doesn't remember – she was the one to take him from us,'' she stated, and Carly nodded. ''Damn it, I knew something was with her,'' Sam said, more to herself.

''Yeah, well, we need to get him to see it,'' Carly said, and she grimaced. ''And to be honest – just like you, I don't feel like talking to him right now,'' she told Sam, who nodded.

''I'll go talk to him – it's just a talk and after that I can avoid him again,'' she said, and Carly frowned.

''You think it's smart to do that?'' she asked, and Sam nodded. ''Ok, I'll call Sonny – Jason will be more likely listening to you than anyone else,'' she said, and Sam got up and walked upstairs. She stepped in the shower and washed up really fast – she wanted this over with.

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Sam walked downstairs and smiled at Carly. ''I'm ready to go – did you call Sonny?'' she asked, and Carly nodded.

''I told him to get Jason to come over to his place, and Jason agreed to come,'' she told Sam, and Sam nodded.

''Let's go, I want this over with,'' she said, and Carly nodded. ''You drop me off, because I don't think it will be a good idea for you to get close to him if you know what I mean,'' she said, and Carly nodded.

''I will stay as far away as possible,'' she said, and they walked out of the penthouse, on their way to Sonny's.

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It has been almost a week and he still hadn't spoken to Sam. Deb gave him some more space and he tried to talk to Sam, but she didn't pick up her phone. And then Sonny called him over and he hoped it was on orders of Sam, but he didn't think it was. Sonny had sounded serious and a little angry, and Jason didn't understand why – because the anger was directed to him. Now he sat, waiting for Sonny at his office, and he sighed of relief when he heard the door open. He looked up and widened his eyes in surprise when he saw Sam. He walked over to her and pulled her against him. She flinched and made a little sound – like she was in pain – and pushed him away.

''I didn't come here do let you repeat what you did last week – I came here to tell you something about Deb,'' she snapped at him, and he frowned at her tone of voice.

''Ok,'' he said softly, and she took another step back. ''What did I do last week?''

''O my god, don't you dare play that card – you know exactly what you did last week, and don't think I will forgive you for it – I still have the bruises on my side,'' she hissed, and he widened his eyes.

''What – you say I did that? What are you talking about, I barely touched you,'' he exclaimed, and she frowned.

''Oh – so slapping me is barely touching me?'' she asked, and when he shook his head she added ''you know what – lets forget about it. Deb is the one who caused this all – you were on a job for Sonny and she hit you on the head – was something to guess you would loose your memory, but you did and she played you.''

''Sam I never hit you – what are you talking about?'' he said, still stuck on the hitting part.

''Jason,'' she whispered, ''let it go, you blew this chance and when you do remember everything you better watch your back because Carly is mad as hell – she just found out what happened Sunday, and she's not happy,'' she added, and he shook his head.

''Damn it, Sam, I didn't hit you! I was at home with Deb after I left the penthouse and I fell asleep!'' he replied, and she sighed.

''Jason, I cant do this right now – you told me you didn't believe me, and you told me I had to stay away from you, so that's what I'm doing. This, however, was too important to let you out, and I had to be the one to tell you,'' she said, and she turned to walk away. He gently grabbed her hand, and turned her around again. She looked up to him but didn't flinch again, and he knew something was up.

''Do you really believe I would hit you – even if I was frustrated? Is that something Jason Morgan would do, Sam?'' he asked her softly, and she looked down and frowned. ''I didn't think so – what happened, tell me please,'' he added, and she looked up again with tears in her eyes. He led her to the couch in the office and she sat down beside him.

''After you left I took a nap – it had been really exhausting telling you about everything that happened, and remembering it all myself – the good and the bad,'' she started, and he smiled at her when she rambled on, ''So there was a knock on the door and there was – you were there,'' she said and then frowned.

''I was there? Let me tell you this, Sam – when I came home I went to sleep too – I remembered some things you told me and I was also exhausted. I woke up when Deb came home and I went back to bed when she told me to because she had work to do,'' he told her, and she frowned.

''I could swear it was you – he looked like you, talked like you and acted like you would when you would be standing opposite of an enemy – damn,'' she said softly, and she looked at him, ''she played a trick,'' she whispered, and he nodded with a frown.

''You actually believed it was me – so someone had to go through a lot of trouble learning to act like me and talk like me, and somehow look like me, because I swear to god, I can never hit you,'' he said, and he raised his hand to caress her cheek. When she didn't flinch he smiled, ''and you didn't think it was me, did you? I mean at the moment you did, but when you thought about it, you knew it couldn't have been me,'' he added, and she nodded and leaned her head against his hand.

''I didn't – at the moment I was angry as hell with you, and I didn't want to see you. You kept on ignoring me, but calling me late at night and I didn't want to talk to you. That was until Carly came with the news about Deb, and I was afraid she would do something to you,'' she told him, and he nodded.

''I remembered more,'' he suddenly said, and she looked at him and waited for him to tell her. He took a deep breath, ''I remembered our first kiss, our first date and our first time of making love,'' he told her, and she closed her eyes. A tear escaped, and he wiped it away with his thumb. ''I remember how much I love you, and only you. Sam I remember most of what happened between us, and I'm starting to remember more and more about everything else,'' he added, and she nodded.

''I'm sorry,'' she said, and he nodded with a smile. ''I'm so sorry I thought it was you, and we will find out who did this, and we will make Deb pay,'' she said, and he laughed softly at the tone of voice.

''We will,'' he said, and she nodded. ''Now let's get you home and to bed – you look tired,'' he added, and she nodded.

''I didn't sleep all that well lately – it's the stress of it all,'' she said, and he nodded. He understood.

''I'm sorry to tell you this, Sam – but until we found out a way to get Deb the payback she deserves, I think it's best if we don't meet – I need to keep holding up this – that I don't remember anything,'' he told her, and she sighed, ''I know you don't like this, and I don't like it either, but Sonny and I will get the proof we need, and I will also find out who hit you, and I'll kill him,'' he added passionate, and she nodded.

''I agree we better stay away from each other – she doesn't need to know anything happened and we need to make sure she doesn't find out about any of this – she can't know about you remembering because I don't want something to happen to you,'' she rambled, and he nodded with a smile. ''Oh, and I'm with my own car so don't worry about me getting home,'' she added, and he nodded.

''Ok – let's go,'' he said, and just then Carly walked in, an angry expression on her face when she saw Jason.

''You bastard! How dare you hit Sam – I don't care if you don't remember or don't believe us, you never ever hit Sam,'' she yelled at him, and Sam stood in front of Jason and held up her hand.

''Carly, it's all been cleared up – I told you there was something off – and there was, it wasn't Jason,'' she said, and even though Carly was still seething she replaced her attention and smiled at Sam.

''There's a party at the Metro Court in two weeks and you have to be there – you remember the big old man last week?'' she asked, and when Sam nodded she added, ''well it's his party and he invited all of Port Charles to attend – and he's throwing around money so it's going to be a big party.''

Sam smiled, ''I'll be there,'' she said, and she said goodbye to Jason and Carly before walking out. Jason shifted is attention to Carly and sighed.

''Listen, I remember you – you're my best friend and you will do anything to help Sam and me. It's ok – if you don't believe me – but you have to understand this is hard for me too, I didn't know about this at all and I'm finding out the last 6 months of my life have been a lie,'' he said, and when she opened her mouth he raised his hand and she closed her mouth again. ''You don't believe I could hit a woman, and certainly not Sam, because I love her – yeah, that's right I remember,'' he added when she widened her eyes, ''so listen to Sam. Listen to me when I say I didn't hit her – I would rather eat my hand off before I ever think of hitting her and you know it,'' he said, and with that he left.