Chapter 10

Finally, after so many years Judge Carroll was able to sentence Jose Sanchez, a dangerous criminal to prison for 30 years for murder. With the evidence no longer in Sanchez's hand to blackmail, Judge Carroll couldn't help but to basically skip and whistle all the way down to his office completely ecstatic about today's events in the courtroom. According to a private meeting with Sanchez and his lawyer, he learned that the Sanchez woke up this morning with a mind splitting headache, not remembering anything from the night before, and that the evidence was missing. Sentencing Sanchez gave Judge Carroll the freedom that he has wanted for so long.

That happiness was of course short lived as soon as he opened the door to his chamber to find a petite brunette sitting in his chair with her feet propped up on his desk.

"What in the hell are you doing here?" He asked, completely annoyed to find her sitting at his desk as if she owned this office.

"Well hello Judge Carroll, do you remember me?" Sam asked as she set her feet back down on the floor, scooting the chair back as she folded her hands on her lap.

"Of course Ms. McCall, you perjured yourself in my courtroom on the case against Mr. Corinthos." He walked to the desk and laid his briefcase down.

"Why your honor, I have no idea what you are talking about." Sam said innocently almost challenging him to prove her wrong.

"Can you please get out of my seat and tell me what the hell you want." He walked around the desk towards her.

"Of course." Sam said as she stood up from the chair picking up the file that was on the desk and walk to the opposite side of the desk. "Now, what I want is simple really. I want you to make one tiny phone call and get Michael Corinthos III and Jason Morgan released today. And make it quick." She smirked.

"Now, why would I do that?" She could see an ounce of amusement in his eyes as he asked her that.

"Because." She started as she laid the file back on the desk in front of him for him to look over. "If you don't, you will spend the next 30 years of your life bunking next to Jose in prison." She watched as his eyes grew wide looking through the file. He was seeing the exact same thing that Sanchez had against him. Clearly, this was the missing file.

"How did you get this?" His voice came out almost a whisper with fear dripping from every word.

"Does it matter? The only thing that matters is that I now have you hooked on strings and you are going to dance for me like a good little puppet." Sam threatened. "You will make that call, you will get Michael and Jason released today by the time I get there, or so help me God I will hand this file to the feds and you can spend the rest of your life with all those low life murderers and rapists that you had sentenced. And you will also make sure that this is totally erased off of both their records." She continued to make sure that he understood. "Do you know what those men will do to old men like you in jail? Ohhh it's not pretty. What I'm thinking involves a shower and a bar of soap."

Giggling on her way towards the door, she turned for one last time. "Oh, and one more thing your honor, you should look forward to meeting your new employer soon." With those last words, Sam strolled out of his chambers with the file in hand, whistling the same tune that she had heard from him earlier.

Over at Sonny's office, Diane was standing next to his desk while Sonny signed some shipping contracts to the new owners of the docks while Bernie was talking to him about the Sandovals meeting in Puerto Rico.

"I don't care how you do it Bernie, just get me that meeting with Sergio, I don't need to go through Miguel." Sonny said while signing the pages of contracts that Diane had given him. "I would rather speak him rather than his negotiator."

"I understand that, but Sonny all business goes through his nephew first." Bernie tried to reason with him because the Sandovals were a hard group to persuade differently.

"What's the point if he has to turn around and ask Sergio to make the final decision? It's just a waste of time."

"I'll see what I can do." Bernie gave up trying to reason with him. "Too bad Mr. Morgan couldn't go with you." He added while typing away on his Blackberry.

"Yeah." Sonny nodded his head thinking about his friend and son in that hell hole. Hopefully if all goes well Sam would get the evidence away from Jose. Sam. It was impossible not to think about her. For some reason, lately she was always in his thoughts. Now is not the time to think about your best friend's girlfriend. In fact, he shouldn't be thinking about her period. "Have you two heard from Sam recently?" He asked Diane and Bernie.

"No." They both said in unison, shaking their heads. "Why?" Diane asked, almost worried.

"Jason is asking for her, so we need to try to find Sam as soon as possible." If he spoke the truth, Sonny was also worried about her, and knowing that she was in Manhattan with Jagger didn't sit well with him either. 'Stop it Sonny, you need to find her for Jason.'

"Why are you trying to find me?" Sonny heard voice seep slowly into his mind like honey. So smooth and so sexy, he looked up the see her wearing tight ass blue jeans and a black tight fitted shirt that had her round firm breasts begging for release. To top it off, she wore a black leather jacket and high heeled boots that anyone could imagine wrapped around them. 'Damn it, stop it.'

"Where the hell have you been Sam? Jason is going out of his mind with worry. And why the hell didn't you pick up your phone?" Sonny chastised her with Diane and Bernie watched with surprise at the level of concern in their employer's voice.

"Ooops." She pulled her phone out of her pocket turning it on while biting her lower lip. "I had it turned off so I can avoid distractions." She stepped closer to the desk.

Sonny noticed her bite her lips, knowing something she did when she was nervous. "What are you doing her Sam, you should go visit Jason." He said pushing away the nasty thoughts of Sam's lips.

"I come bearing gifts." She said slapping the evidence folder on the desk. Watching Sonny go through the files while Bernie and Diane leaned over, she continued. "I give you the gift of a judge." She added motioning to the file.

"You did it." He said shaking his head, completely in awe of her.

"Come on Sonny, you doubted me?" He shook his head at hearing her ask him that stupid question. Of course he never doubted her. What Sam McCall wanted is what Sam McCall would get.

"How… how did you get this?" Diane asked breaking the friendly look between her boss and her best friend's daughter.

Watching all three of them look at her waiting for her story, she took a deep breath and started to tell them everything. "So ever since Michael was sentenced, I had Spinelli look into Judge Carroll's pass for anything suspicious, I mean come on, who in their right mind sends a poor kid to a prison filled with murderers just because he protected his mother and newborn sister. The poor kid just woke up from being in a coma for a year and…." She rambled on only to be stopped by Bernie.

"Sam… stop." Bernie said putting his hands up to stop her. Turning to Sonny he asked, "Does she always ramble like that?"

Shaking his head Sonny clearly remembers many times to be at the receiving end of Sam's rambles. "Only when she's excited or nervous." He said earning a heart clenching smile from Sam.

"Aww, Sonny, you know me so well." She smiled, then took a deep breath and continued. "So anyways, Spinelli found a connection between Judge Carroll and Jose Sanchez."

"Sandovals enforcer, Jose Sanchez?" Bernie asked not sure if he heard her right.

"Well, since he no longer has that file, he is now the ex enforcer to the Sandovals. Thanks to Judge Carroll he is now currently serving 30 years in prison for murder." She smiled triumphantly.

Smiling brightly to show off his dimples, she noticed Sonny urging her to continue. "Ok, so since finding the connection between Judge Carroll and Sanchez, we realized looking at the judges bank records that he hasn't been on Alcazar's payroll since he died, meaning that Sanchez had to have had something on him. Since we found out that he was in Manhattan waiting for today's trial, I went there to find him."

"With Jagger." Sonny stated almost pissed off, remembering that they were there together. Alone.

Wincing at the name, Sam heard Diane gasp. "The cop, you got a cop involved in this?"

"No, of course not. I just told him that it was some cheating spouse case. Sonny, the guy's a total dumbass he didn't even recognize Sancez, I just told him to sit at the booth in the bar like a good little boy and have my back in case something happened." She tried to explain herself. Almost rehearsing what she was going to tell Jason once he found out. She continued on with her story. "So, while he was providing me with back up, I went up and flirted with Sanchez to get him to take me up to his room." Stopping only at hearing Diane gasp again.

"Please Sam don't tell me you…"

"What? Oh God no." She said hearing all three of them sigh with relief. But for some reason, Sam seemed a little uncomfortable with Sonny's gaze, almost as if he was pissed. "I just slipped him a roofy before we went up and by the time I got out of the bathroom he was passed out." Seeing the shocked look on her lawyer's face she quickly added. "Hypothetically… hypothetically I slipped him a roughy that knocked him out, giving me enough time to steal the folder and sneak out of his room. Hypothetically stealing the folder, in fact this entire conversation is hypothetical."

"Wow." Sonny heard Diane and Bernie say in unison while he just sat there and smiled at the beautiful brunette standing in front him. "So what happens now?" He asked her.

"Well." Sam said checking her watch. "Now, I'm on my way to Pentonville, I visited Judge Carroll's office before I came here and suggested that he needed to call in his favors to get Michael and Jason released." Smiling brightly at Sonny. "I'm on my way there to go and pick them up." She turned to head out towards the door then turned back. "So basically I killed two birds with one stone. Not only did I get your son and your mob enforcer out of prison, with my recent actions, I sent your enemy's mob enforcer to prison instead." She turned back around and headed for the door smiling.

"Sam." Sonny called to her before she left. "Thanks." He said as he saw her look at him.

Sighing, Sam looked at her friend and former lover with a serious expression. "Look Sonny, I wasn't too thrilled when I heard that Jason wanted to give himself up to protect your son, but I love him and supported him 100% because it was something I would have done as well."

Giving her a quick nod, he added. "I owe you one." Adding to the many IOU's that he owed her for helping Michael.

"Trust me, one of these days I'm going to collect big." She smiled widely from ear to ear before she walked out. "Oh, and I'm going to take Michael to Carly's after I pick them up, just don't tell Carly because I want to surprise her."

With that, Sonny watched as the fearless firecracker who took on one of the mostly deadly mob enforcers to get his son released, walked out of his office. Truly he cared for Sam, but he needed to restrain himself to only think about her in the friendship sense. Hearing how she had to flirt with Sanchez sent waves of fury throughout his body. He couldn't really be angry with her because her plan worked and thankfully she wasn't in any trouble, but he still felt anger towards the bastard that was probably looking at her like she was eye candy. And now, she was on her way to pick up not only his son, but Jason as well. Jason. Her lover and his best friend. A deadly combination.

Walking back into their cells after their lunch break, Jason and Michael were in the middle of discussing what Michael planned on doing once he was released from prison. They knew that he would only serve two years, getting off on good behavior while Jason was prepared to serve his full 5 year sentence. Before the guard closed the cell behind them, their conversation was interrupted by another guard that ran up their cell. "Wait! Don't close it." The guard yelled.

Instantly Jason looked up his instincts gearing up at hearing the guard run and shout towards them. What the hell is going on? He thought as he watched the guards whispering to each other.

"Man Morgan you must have some friends in high places." The guard said looking at Jason. A look of complete confusion set on his face. "You and Corinthos here are free to go. Judge Carroll called in a few favors. Come on." He said as he ushered them to follow him.

Still confused but not stupid enough to argue with the guy, Jason gave Michael a shut up look and silently they both followed the guard. Secretly praying that it wasn't a joke, Michael was skeptical to get his hopes up. This would be a dream come true for him, he would go back to school, earn his degree and hope for a better future.

Standing outside the courthouse, leaning up against Jason's SUV Sam waited then watched as two of the most important people in her life walk out of Pentonville heading towards her. Beaming, she first saw Michael come towards her with open arms. Hugging him with all her might, she whispered an 'I love you' before she released him and ushered him into the car. Jason, however was a totally different story. Seeing the face that gave him the name stone cold, she looked deep into his icy blue eyes for any sign of compassion instead of anger. Betting on the former, she bit her lower lip and took a chance.

"So on a scale between 1 to 10, 10 being the worst, how mad are you at me?" She said innocently as he towered over her with his arms crossed at his chest.

"A hundered." Was all he said as he stared her down.

"That bad huh?" She squirmed underneath his deep gaze. "Look Jason I'm sorry, I wanted to tell you right away but I knew that you wouldn't let me go and this was something that I had to do. I couldn't just sit by and watch while you and Michael rotted in this hell hole if there was a perfect opportunity to get you out. I had to take that chance and…" Before she finished her rambling, she watched as Jason grabbed her and pulled her towards him hard and crashed his lips down to hers. Immediately demanding entrance with his tongue, he stroked every inch of her mouth, missing the taste of her and missing the feel of her up against him.

"You are so going to be punished." He said looking at her with fire and desire burning in his eyes, as he reached down and cupped her ass out of view from Michael.

"Ohhh, I'm still hurting from the last punishment you gave me." She said feeling the liquid heat pool to her core.

"Well then, I will just have to give you a new one to match the old one." She said as he tightened his grip on her while he kissed her roughly again instantly causing her body to melt against him.

Reluctantly letting her go, he watched her seductively as she walked around to the passenger side as he opened the driver's side car door to get in, hearing her mumble something. "I'm not going to let you get anywhere near my ass once you hear what Jagger did." She whispered to herself just thinking about how pissed off he was going to get. Feeling hot just thinking about the spanking that she was going to get, she heard him ask. "What did you say?" He looked at her not sure what he heard. "Nothing." She shook her head and ushered him to drive off. "I'll tell you later."