The drool that was pooling in Sam's mouth could more than likely fill a river.
She was standing in the center of her living room, frozen. The man she had once called her fiancé, stood before her with nothing but one of her fluffy towels wrapped around his waist. His hair was still spiky but it was wet from the harsh rain she had just endured.
Rain.
It brought back a memory Sam had vowed long ago never to forget. It was the night she had planned a roof top dinner for herself and Jason. Rain ended their dinner before it could start. She had wanted to salvage the food that she could and take it inside the Penthouse to eat. Jason on the other hand looked at Sam in that moment and decided he was hungry, but it wasn't for food. He pulled her into his arms and kissed her. They ended up dancing in the rain. At some point during their dance, Sam looked into Jason's eyes and she saw what she had always wanted to see in a man's eyes when it came to her.
It was pure, unconditional, long-lasting, and real.
It was love.
A part of Sam believed that love hadn't tied. Instead, it had been hidden away.
"Sam, you okay?" Jason asked, interrupting Sam's train of thought.
Sam quickly shook the thought from her head. She could believe she was actually thinking of the past when she couldn't even figure out what was going to happen in her future.
"Uh, yeah I'm fine." Sam said. She walked toward Jason and took is wet clothing from him. She walked toward the fire place and laid them out in front of it.
"They should dry soon. I'll see if I can find you something to wear for now." She got up and walked toward her bedroom.
Jason sat on Sam's couch and waited. He closed his eyes and let her smell envelop him. It was like a spicy smell mixed with vanilla and something all Sam. It was perfect.
It brought back so many memories for him. They all took place on his couch. The most prominent memory was the time she was pregnant with their first daughter, Lila. Sam had fallen asleep on the couch when Jason had arrived home. She looked so peaceful and beautiful. Her silky raven hair had fallen on her face. It served as a slight shield of her face. Before Jason could think it through, he walked over to her. He gently moved her hair from her face. He looked at her, really looked at her. Her creamy skin was so beautiful and soft. That was the moment Jason first fell in love with Sam.
As Jason was reliving the joyous memories of his time with Sam, Sam was in her room trying to keep her cool.
*How is it possible that Jason still looks that good? Why is it affecting me so much? It's been years but seeing Jason like that still makes my girly bits melt?*
Thoughts like this were running continuously in Sam's head as she searched for something for Jason to wear. She came across another one of Jason's old t-shirt that she'd slept in for years, even after she left.
*I can't give him that. He'll think it's weird that I still have his shirt, and I don't want to tell him that I sleep in it because it smells like him even after all these years. Hell, if he sees that I'm wearing one of his shirts under this robe I don't know what I'll do. Thank God Jack didn't know or else that'd be another fight about my past. Wait, what am I thinking? It doesn't matter what Jack thinks anymore. He's a lying cheating bastard and I don't have to explain anything to him anymore*
Sam stopped her inner monologue, continued her search, and tried desperately to get thoughts of Jason Morgan sitting in nothing but a fluffy white towel on her couch.
There were so many things she could imagine.
Sam finally came across a pair of sweats and a t-shirt she'd bought for Jack, but he had refused to wear them. His words were 'I will wear nothing that I can present myself in.' Sam had argued back 'When you're in your own home you should be comfortable.' Needless to say Jack had won the argument and wore them.
As Sam made her way back to her living room, she finally managed to calm down. She walked quietly along the carpeted floor. As she approached the living room, she watched as Jason sat with his eyes closed.
*He looks like he's at peace.* Sam thought.
"Here are some clothes." Sam finally spoke. Jason had known she was in the room, the minute she entered. He'd always been able to tell when she was near.
Jason rose from the couch and accepted the clothes from Sam. Their fingers came in contact for a slight second, before both pulled back. Both had felt the current travel through them at the contact.
After recovering from the initial shock Jason walked back to the bathroom to change into the clothes.
*She still does that to me.* Jason thought, his skin still tingling from coming in contact with Sam's.
*It's been years, why do I still feel like this?*
Jason finished putting the clothes on. The shirt hugged his wide, well-defined frame, so much so, that when Jason emerged from the room, Sam began biting into her bottom lip. Jason noticed the look in her eye. Her usually mocha colored her eyes were much darker than usual. The only time Jason had ever seen her eyes like that was when she was really pissed at something or they were about to make love. He guessed that latter because she was biting her lip and sucking it into her mouth to sooth it.
*I wonder if her lips still feel as soft and heavenly as they used to.*
*What I wouldn't give to just feel his strong arms wrapped around me again.*
Both Sam and Jason shook them selves out of the paths their brains were traveling down, when Sam spoke.
"Do you want something to drink?"
"Yeah, that would be great." Jason responded.
"What would you like?" began Sam, "I have beer, tequila, water, juice, coffee, and tea."
"Coffee sounds good." Jason said as he sat back onto the couch that smelled just like Sam.
"Coffee it is." Sam responded.
Sam walked into the kitchen to make coffee and once again calm her nerves.
*If he gets any sexier, I'm going to have to change my panties.*
Once the coffee was done, Sam poured it into to coffee mugs and walked back into the living room to give Jason his cup. She stopped short when she noticed he wasn't on the couch. She looked toward the fire place and noticed his clothes were still drying.
*Where could he be?*
She decided not to yell for him, because she didn't want to wake Danny.
*Danny! Jason's probably with Danny!*
At this thought, Sam placed the coffee mugs on the coffee table, and walked off toward Danny's room.
She opened the door, to find Jason sitting beside Danny bedside. It melted her heart to see Jason watching his son.
"He's so peaceful." Jason whispered.
"He looks exactly like you do when you actually sleep." Sam whispered back.
"I haven't slept peacefully in a long time." Jason whispered honestly.
"Why?" Sam asked. She moved closer to Jason and Danny. She sat at the edge of Danny's bed.
*When you left, I stopped sleeping peacefully.*
Instead saying what he thought, Jason simply answered, "life."
Sam pondered that answer for awhile before she spoke again.
"He looks up to you so much."
"I still can't believe he's mine." Jason responded, "He's so perfect, how could he come from me?"
"Jason Morgan, you will not sit here and put yourself down. Danny came from to perfectly imperfect people."
"How is it that after all these years, you still no what to say?" Jason asked.
"After all these years, you're still the man you've always been. You're still extremely loyal, protective, honest, and in your own way caring. Sometimes, you just need a friend to be there for you, because you're always there for everyone else." Sam answered.
"Thanks." Jason responded.
"No problem." Sam countered.
Eventually, Sam and Jason headed back into the living room. Their coffee had gotten cold, but neither cared. If they were being honest, being back in each other's presence was enough.
"So," Sam began "what are you going do?"
"About?" Jason asked.
"Elizabeth." Sam answered.
Jason paused, so Sam continued.
"I don't mean to pry, but Maxie and Spinelli told me that she's cheated before." Sam spoke honestly.
"You're not prying, and yes she's cheated before and I took her back so that for once Jake and Cameron could have real stability in their lives." Jason answered.
"You put the kids first. That's good." Sam responded, "But sometimes Jason, putting your heart second can make your life an empty shell of what it should be."
"That's true" Jason said, "but I don't think I'll ever find love again."
"Why?" Sam asked.
*True love for me died when you married that asshole.*
"I've just never been any good at it." Jason began "My track record speaks for itself."
"You were really good at it with me." Sam commented, "I trusted you during the worst time of my life. When Lila died, you were the only person I trusted to help me through it. You trusted me when you had absolutely no memory of who you used to be. You let me be there to help you through that situation."
"You're right." Jason responded.
"The sooner you realize that the better." Sam said.
Jason smiled at Sam's comment. It caused to Sam to smile in return.
"What are you going to do about Jack?" Jason asked.
"I'd like to just forget he existed." Sam responded.
"You could let me take care of him." Jason said.
"Jason Morgan are you offering to perform a hit for me?"
"Yes."
"No one has ever offered to do something so nice for me."
"Yeah well, I have my moments."
As Sam and Jason were laughing, Danny woke up and wandered into his the living room. He saw his parents laughing and jumped onto the couch. He fit perfectly into the space between Sam and Jason.
"I have a question." Danny said looking at both his parents.
"Sure baby, what do want to know?" Sam asked.
"Are you mad at me for what happened at the party?" Danny asked.
"Danny, why would you think we'd be mad at you?" Jason asked.
"Jack said if I told it would hurt Mommy, but Mommy always said I should tell the truth. I didn't know who to listen to. I'm sorry." Danny said.
"Hey, you have nothing to be sorry about. You told the truth and that's what's important. I'm not mad at you baby, I'm mad at Jack. You did nothing wrong." Sam responded.
"I'm proud of you." Jason commented.
"Really?" Danny asked, looking up at his father.
It was in that moment that Jason realized what Sam had been trying to tell him. Danny looked up to him as his father, and as a man.
"Of course I am." He answered.
Danny smiled at his father before hugging him close. Jason smiled wide. Sam looked on in amazement. Her little boy was in the protective and loving arms of his father. It was a special moment.
Later on that night, after Jason had put Danny back to sleep, and Sam had made more coffee, Sam and Jason were once again sitting on her couch.
Sam peeked over at Jason, and from the look in his eye, she could tell he had something on his mind.
"What are you thinking?" Sam asked.
"How much do you know about Jack?" Jason asked.
"Jason, Jack and I have been married for 2 years, I know a lot about him." Sam answered.
"Then you won't mind answering some questions then?" Jason asked.
"Fine." Sam relented.
"What is Jack's full name?"
"Jackson Anthony Thomas." Sam answered.
"Where did he grow up?"
"San Francisco, California."
"How old is he?"
"37"
"What's his favorite food?"
"He doesn't have one."
"Where did you too first meet?"
"We met at a grocery store."
"Why were you at a grocery store? Have your cooking…skills…improved?"
"Ha-ha, you're real funny, and no. I was picking up some simple stuff, when Jack and I bumped into each other."
"O-kay, moving on. Does Jack come from money?"
"Yes."
"Have you met his family?"
"No."
"Why?"
"According to him, his family doesn't approve of me. They even told Jack they would disown him, and take his inheritance if he and I got married. Jack and I got married, but they never took his inheritance."
"Any siblings?"
"I don't know?"
"What does he do for a living?"
"He's an accountant."
"Accountant? You're telling me you fell for an accountant?"
"What is that supposed to mean?"
"Let's just move on."
"Yeah, let's."
"Do you know who he works for?"
"No."
"Does he ever talk about his work?"
"No, Jason, where are you going with this?"
"I don' think Jack is who he says he is?"
"Why?"
"Think about it Sam, he followed us to the park."
"He thought there was something going on."
"He slept with Elizabeth, a woman he would have met not even a month ago."
"They both had an itch to scratch, and obviously it wasn't with us."
"You said Jack comes from money?"
"So he can afford a nice hotel right?"
"Yeah."
"So why not stay at the Metro Court or the Cosmopolitan?"
"Carly would probably never let Jack stay in her hotel."
"What about the Cosmopolitan?"
Sam had no answer. She thought about what Jason had just said to her. There were only two quality hotels in Port Charles. There was the Metro Court and the Cosmopolitan. It made sense for him not to stay at the Metro Court but not the Cosmopolitan.
"He's laying low." Sam finally spoke.
"I don't think he's hiding from you and me."
"So the question is who is he hiding from?"
"Exactly."
"Jason, I have a question."
"Go ahead."
"How did you know Jack's not staying at the Metro Court or the Cosmopolitan?"
"I called both hotels on my way over here. Truth is, I want to kill him for hurting you and saying what he did about Danny."
WELL, THERE YOU HAVE IT!
I FINALLY UPDATED!
I'M EXTREMELY APOLOGETIC THAT IT TOOK SO LONG.
MY SONGFIC SERIES WILL BE COMING, I JUST DON'T KNOW WHEN.
YOU CAN EXPECT ANOTHER UPDATE BEFORE AUGUST IS OVER. (IDK IF IT WILL BE THIS STORY THOUGH)
NEXT TIME ON A RETURNED LOVE:
JASON AND SAM LEARN SOMETHING INTERESTING ABOUT JACK,
QUESTIONS THAT NEED ANSWERS:
WHO IS JACK'S EMPLOYER?
WHO IS JACK?
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