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Chatper 10
Sam pulled into the first available parking spot in the parking lot of General Hospital and hurried out of her car. She had overslept and was almost fifteen minutes late for her appointment with Patrick. Sam ran through the doors and hit the elevator button impatiently. Patrick had probably already written her off for the day but she was not rescheduling this appointment. She hadn't even wanted to schedule it in the first place.
Sam was fidgeting impatiently as the doors closed and the elevator started its assent. She glared up at the speaker wishing she could turn off the stupid music. Her head was still aching this morning and the music wasn't helping it any.
"Finally," Sam said when the doors opened, spitting her out on Patrick's floor. She hurried towards the nurse's desk where Epiphany stood with the phone to her ear. "Epiphany."
She held up a finger, the universal sign for one minute. "Dr. Drake asked for those lab results over an hour ago. I don't care if you are backed up, get him his results." She hung up the phone muttering under her breath. "Now what can I help you with Ms. McCall."
"I have an appointment…with Patrick," Sam said smiling innocently.
"Oh, you mean that appointment you are over fifteen minutes late for," Epiphany said glaring at her.
"Fifteen minutes late…really," Sam said looking at her watch. "I didn't realize I was that late."
"We make appointments around here for a reason," Epiphany said pulling a chart out of one of the boxes behind the counter. "When one person is late it pushes back other appointments and screws up my system-"
"I'm sorry Epiphany," Sam interrupted her.
"Samantha McCall," Patrick said walking up behind her. "I was so sure I was stood up."
"Now would I ever stand you up Dr. Drake," Sam said smiling at him. She looked back at Epiphany who held out her chart for Patrick to take.
"Follow me," Patrick said turning and leading the way towards an exam room. He patted the exam table. "Why don't you have a seat?"
"Is this really necessary?" Sam asked after climbing onto the table. "Just take the stitches out-"
"I am giving you a full examination Sam," Lucky said after he finished washing his hands. He walked over and turned on his penlight as he looked into both her eyes. He directed her to look up and down and all around. He moved her hair away so he could see the stitches. He placed one hand on the back of her head and froze when he felt a bump. "Is that another bump on your head?"
"Yeah…uh…I was sorta hit over the head last night," Sam admitted quietly.
"You hit your head again," Patrick said in disbelief.
"Not on purpose!" Sam insisted. "I was attacked last night…I think it was an attempted robbery. But when Maxie showed up he hit me over the head and ran off."
"Did you lose consciousness?" Patrick asked crossing his arms over his chest.
"Only for like a minute or two," Sam said as if it was no big deal.
"I'm ordering a CT scan," Patrick said opening her chart to make some notes.
"What?!" Sam cried out. "C'mon Patrick. We both know I'm fine. I have a hard head."
"Oh, that I do know," Patrick agreed. "But two head injuries which resulted in you blacking out that is a lot of head trauma. I want to make sure you are really okay." He wrote something else down before looking at her again. "I don't need Jason Morgan in here if you happen to collapse in a couple days of a brain aneurism because I missed something."
"He wouldn't-" When Patrick just arched one eyebrow and stared at her she sighed. "Okay, he would. But is a test necessary. Besides just having a headache I feel fine."
"Yes a scan is necessary," Patrick said closing her chart. "Let me call down and see if it's available."
Sam jumped down from the table wincing as her feet hit the ground. She needed to remember that moving too fast or any sudden movements jarred her head. She walked out of the exam room behind Patrick.
"Why don't you sit down in the waiting room while I make the call?" Patrick suggested.
"Is Elizabeth working today?" Sam asked before Patrick could pick up the phone. When he didn't say anything, she sighed. "I just wanted to ask how Jake is doing…after the whole carnival incident. Make sure he's okay."
"Yeah, I think Epiphany had her doing inventory in one of the supply rooms," Patrick said as picked up the phone.
"Thanks," Sam said smiling as she turned, heading back down the hallway. She touched her head and wondered if she could get a pain reliever from Elizabeth. She sidestepped Robin and another nurse who were discussing a patient before finally reaching the supply room. "Elizabeth-"
Sam froze, standing in the open doorway of the supply room. Of all the possible things she figured Elizabeth could have been doing in the supply room, seeing her legs wrapped around Nicholas, whose pants were down around his ankles, was not one of them. "Oh my God," Sam said closing her eyes. She turned, closing the door behind her and hurried down the hall back towards the waiting room.
Sam walked right past the nurse's desk and went to the farthest seat against the windows in the waiting room. She closed her eyes before popping them back open when the mental image of Elizabeth and Nicholas popped into her head. She couldn't believe it. She couldn't even begin to wrap her head around it. Elizabeth and Nicholas…together. How long had that been going on?
"Sam," Elizabeth said breaking into her thoughts.
Sam looked up at the nurse and couldn't even stop the glare she knew was aimed at her. What was she thinking? Sleeping with Lucky's brother…in the hospital supply room. "Not now Elizabeth."
"What you saw…what you think you saw-" Elizabeth stuttered.
"I know what I saw," Sam said standing up. "So don't even try to pretend what I walked in on was innocent."
"Sam, you don't understand," Elizabeth said imploringly.
"You're right," Sam said shaking her head, her body vibrating with the anger she had flowing through her blood. "I will never understand how you can continue to throw away your relationship with Lucky for these affairs that are going nowhere."
"You have no idea what Nicholas and I are going through," Elizabeth said defensively.
"Really Elizabeth, really, that's your defense," Sam said even more pissed off. "I know my cousin hasn't recovered from losing Emily. I know that he has been in a lot of pain.'
"I miss Emily, she was my best friend," Elizabeth whispered as the people in the waiting room stared at them, obviously catching onto the tension between the two women.
"And how do you think Emily would feel about what you are doing Elizabeth?" Sam asked honestly. "The Emily I know definitely wouldn't approve of you sleeping with one brother behind the others back."
"I know!" Elizabeth cried out loudly.
"Then why are you doing it?" Sam asked throwing her hands up in the air. "Lucky is in love with you. Even if he hadn't told me that, I would have known he was in love with you. It radiates off him when he talks about you. How could you do this to him?"
"You can't tell him Sam," Elizabeth said grabbing onto one of her hands, squeezing it to emphasize her point. "He would be heart broken."
"With good reason too," Sam said ripping her hand away. She looked away as she thought about what Elizabeth had said. She didn't want to tell Lucky; half-afraid he wouldn't believe her anyway. But she couldn't keep the secret either. There had been enough secrets between them. "I won't tell him Elizabeth."
"Thank you Sam," Elizabeth said relaxing.
"Because you are going to," Sam finished smirking when she saw Elizabeth shake her head. "That's the only deal I will make with you Elizabeth. Either you tell him or I will. Lucky deserves better than this."
"But Sam…" Elizabeth started to say.
"Sam, ready for your scan?" Patrick asked from the doorway. He looked concerned at the defensive pose both women had adopted towards each other. He had thought they were finally getting along and now it looked like they were at one another's throats once again.
"Yes Patrick, I'm ready," Sam said staring into Elizabeth's eyes, hoping she had gotten her point across. "Tell him…or I will."
She followed Patrick out of the waiting room and fell into step beside him as they walked to the elevator together. "Are things okay between you and Elizabeth?"
"Things are fine," Sam said instantly.
"Really," Patrick said doubtfully. "That seemed like an intense conversation…for it to be about Jake."
"Well," Sam said shaking her head. "We both happen to care about that little boy."
"I guess," Patrick said obviously not believing her. "Well, you've had a CT scan before so you know the drill. Let's finish the test so you can get out of here."
"Yes, lets," Sam agreed. There was nothing she wanted more than to get the hell out of General Hospital. She really hated coming there.
*******
Sam pulled her cell phone out of her pocket as she climbed out of her car. She was supposed to meet Jason, to let him know how the appointment went but she wasn't in the mood to see anybody. She had drove down to the docks, parked her car and headed towards her favorite bench. She worked through some of her bigger problems on that bench.
She still couldn't wrap her head around Elizabeth sleeping with Nicholas. She knew their friendship went deep. All the way back to the four musketeers. It was the four of them against the world. But when Emily had died…something had shifted. Nicholas' whole world was knocked off its axis when he lost the love of his life. He'd started drowning in his pain and guilt. She'd seen it and she knew Elizabeth and Lucky had seen it.
And even Elizabeth hadn't known how to cope with Emily's death. Her best friend had died. Sam, at the time, hadn't cared about her pain with Emily's death. She'd been full of hate during that time. But now, she could look back and know that Emily's death had affected Elizabeth just as much as Nicholas. When you count on somebody to be there for you, like Emily was for Elizabeth, and that person died, you were left with a gaping hole in your heart. Like Sam had felt when Danny had died.
She could even see how they could fall into each other's arms when the pain and grief became too much. But it was almost two years since Emily's death. They couldn't even use her as an excuse in Sam's eyes. Elizabeth and Nicholas obviously had feelings for each other. They were both throwing their respective relationships with Lucky out the window…so they had better care for each other. Because if they didn't…what was the point?
"Sam?"
Sam jerked herself out of her thoughts and looked up at an obviously concerned Lucky. She closed her eyes wishing she had gone to meet Jason instead of heading to her bench. She couldn't handle Lucky right now. Life wasn't fair.
"Are you okay?" Lucky asked sitting down beside her.
"I'm fine," Sam said after moment had passed. "I saw Patrick this morning and got a clean bill of health."
"That's good," Lucky said smiling. "I was worried last night." He looked down at the ground before looking up at her. "I guess Jason took good care of you then…didn't he?"
"He always does," Sam said with a small smile.
"No, he doesn't…and I wish you'd remember that," Lucky said his voice betraying how frustrated he was. "Do you remember how he treated you a few short years ago Sam?"
"Yes I do," Sam admitted. It was one of the reasons she wasn't able to just jump head first into another relationship with him. They were going to take things slowly even if it killed her to do so. But she'd be damned if she would admit that to Lucky right now. Especially after what she'd just witnessed in the hospital supply closet.
"Then how could you let him in again," Lucky said confused. "I saw how badly he hurt you. I helped you pick up the pieces when he tore you into shreds. I don't know how you can get past that."
"How can you be with Elizabeth again?" Sam asked, immediately wishing she could take it back. She had to give Elizabeth a chance to tell him first. She looked away when his eyes narrowed and he looked suspicious.
"It's different with Elizabeth and me," Lucky said after a tense moment went by. "I started our destruction over two years ago…she was just reacting-"
"Elizabeth always gets a free pass…doesn't she?" Sam asked shaking her head as she chuckled.
"She was only doing what she thought was best," Lucky tried to explain but Sam stood up cutting him off.
"We will never agree on that," Sam said honestly. "The people of Port Charles' let Elizabeth keep her sainthood but we both know her damn halo was knocked off a long time ago." She took a couple steps away before whirling around. "I know Jason hurt me. He made a lot of mistakes…guess what, so did I. But we both own up to them. We know we did something wrong." She watched as Lucky looked out at the water. "Has Elizabeth ever admitted to doing anything wrong? You aren't the only one to blame for the break up of your marriage Lucky. I wish you could see that."
"Sam," Lucky said standing up. "Don't forget to stop by the PCPD and give a formal statement last night." He stared at her for another moment before turning and walking away.
Sam strolled away and wiped the angry tears away. If she hadn't walked away when she had, she would have slipped and told him what his sainted Elizabeth had been up to earlier that day. But she really didn't want to be the one to tell him. It really wasn't her place to be the bearer of more bad news and she didn't want to see the pain in Lucky's eyes when he realized what kind of woman Elizabeth really was. And this time he couldn't even blame it on himself.
"Fair Samantha!" Spinelli yelled running to catch up with his partner and close friend.
Sam stood in front of Kelly's deciding to pop in for a quick cup of coffee when she heard Spinelli call out. She turned and watched him run towards her and winced when he almost tripped and fell. "Slow down Spinelli, it's not a race."
"The Jackal didn't want to miss the Fair Samantha. I wanted a chance to see how you were doing after…the attack last night," Spinelli said the last pat more quietly as he looked around. He saw the tear tracks on her face and he grew even more concerned. "Is Fair Samantha okay…are you still hurt?"
Sam smiled sadly. "I'm okay Spinelli…just…I don't even know."
"Has something else happened to The Goddess?"
"Too much has happened lately to even explain," Sam said opening the door to Kellys.
"Would Fair Samantha like to tell The Jackal what else has happened?" Spinelli asked following her to the counter.
"No Spinelli." Sam smiled at the young waitress and ordered herself a cup of coffee to go. "I have to swing by the PCPD and give them a statement. I need a cup of coffee for fortification."
"Why?" Spinelli asked looking worried. "Do you think the PCPD knows there's more to it than an attempted robbery?" When Sam looked at him curiously, his face flushed again. "Stonecold let me in on the real reason for the attack. I hope…Fair Samantha is not angry with Stonecold. He knew I was worried and would want to know who was behind the burglary and your attack."
"Spinelli, it's okay," Sam said shaking her head at him. "I know you were worried. I'm not surprised Jason told you. I was going to tell you anyways."
"So our burglar was none other than the step-daughter who is cheating with her step-father," Spinelli said as the waitress handed Sam her cup of coffee.
"Candace Cramer," Sam said picturing what she wanted to do to the blonde. But she was going to meet with Martha, her mother, after her visit to the PCPD and she would let her know what had happened the night before. After she gave her all the ammunition, she needed to divorce her husband.
"What did she hope to gain by attacking Fair Samantha?" Spinelli asked curiously.
"Scare me into handing over the evidence," Sam said shrugging her shoulders. "She obviously doesn't realize what a mistake that was. I'm meeting with Martha for lunch."
"I feel bad for Martha…to be conned by both her daughter and her husband…she has to be…hurt," Spinelli said searching for the right words.
"I think the hurt will come," Sam said paying for her cup of coffee before turning to face Spinelli. "Right now she's feeling a whole lot of anger."
"Would Fair Samantha like some company during her visit to the PCPD?"
"No thanks, it should be quick," Sam said leading the way out of Kellys. "I'll talk to you later Spinelli."
"Bye Fair Samantha," Spinelli said watching his close friend make her way down the street towards Port Charles' finest. He'd let her brush off the fact that she'd obviously been crying but somebody had hurt the Fair Samantha.
*******
Jason hung up his phone having given Bernie all the instructions he could. He was changing their shipments around but he didn't have time to be there. He needed to get the proof against Claudia and he trusted Bernie to handle the business end of things for now. He looked at his watch and wondered where Spinelli had wandered off. He flipped his phone back open but closed it when the pent house door opened and Spinelli strolled in.
"Where have you been?"
"I ran into Fair Samantha outside Kelly's," Spinelli explained setting his laptop down on the desk.
"Did you finish running all the traces on Claudia's phones?" Jason asked walking over towards him.
"I did," Spinelli said opening the laptop. "But as I told Stonecold yesterday…Vixenella has not made a single phone call to any of The Demented One's many alias'. There is no connection between the two of them. I'm sorry Stonecold…I know you were counting on The Jackal finding something."
"Dammit," Jason said slamming his hand down on the desk. "Claudia caused Michael's accident."
"I know Stonecold believes that…but maybe Dr. Devlin and The Demented One really did act alone," Spinelli suggested even though he knew Jason didn't believe that. He was so focused on his hatred of Claudia that he couldn't see any other possible scenario.
"She's behind it Spinelli," Jason said shaking his head. "I know it."
"Well I can check again…if Stonecold wants?"
"No," Jason said turning to walk away. He rubbed his forehead with his hand as he tried to think of another way to investigate Claudia. He was beyond frustrated with this whole thing. He just wanted to take Claudia out without proof. He knew she was behind it…that would have to be enough for Sonny.
Jason walked into the kitchen and pulled a bottle of water out of the fridge along with one of the many bottles of orange soda. He never understood how Spinelli could drink the stuff, it tasted like pure sugar. He walked back into the living area and just realized what Spinelli had been doing before he'd returned to the penthouse.
"You ran into Sam outside Kelly's?" Jason asked setting the orange soda down beside Spinelli.
"Yes, The Goddess was on her way to the PCPD to give her statement about last night," Spinelli explained.
"Did she say how her doctor appointment went?" Jason asked hoping there hadn't been any problems. After the attack last night, he was sure Patrick would check her out fully. He was nothing if not thorough when it came to all the tests he could run.
"No," Spinelli said his tone of voice growing concerned. "The Jackal got sidetracked when I saw…" He stopped wondering if he should really to Jason about the tear tracks on Sam's face. Maybe she had just needed a good cry and she wouldn't appreciate Spinelli sharing the info with Jason.
"When you saw…what?" Jason asked confused.
"Well it was obvious to The Jackal that Fair Samantha had been upset recently by the tear tracks still apparent on her face," Spinelli said quickly.
"Sam was crying," Jason said.
"The Jackal didn't see Fair Samantha crying but saw the evidence after," Spinelli explained.
"Did she tell you why?" Jason asked once again wishing that Spinelli would talk like a normal person sometimes.
"She seemed…sad…and overwhelmed I think," Spinelli admitted. "I offered to listen if The Goddess wanted to talk but she had to get to the PCPD and then she has a meeting with one of our clients."
"I'm going to call her," Jason said hitting Sam's speed dial when there was a knock on the door. He shared a look with Spinelli before crossing the room to open the door. He stared at Elizabeth in surprise. She hadn't come to his penthouse in over a year…in fact the only reason he could think of would be because of Jake.
"Is Jake okay?" Jason asked immediately.
"Oh he's fine Jason," Elizabeth said reaching out to touch his arm. "I'm actually here to talk to Sam." When Jason lost the worry in his eyes and adopted his Stonecold look that he was notorious for she pulled her arm back and clenched her hands in front of her.
"Why do you need to talk to Sam?" Jason asked slowly.
"We were talking earlier…before she had to go for some tests and I just wanted to finish our conversation," Elizabeth explained quickly. "I tried calling her cell but she's not picking up." She looked around the penthouse and realized Sam probably wasn't there. "I thought…maybe she would be here."
"She's not," Jason said still confused as to why Elizabeth needed to talk to Sam.
"I can see that," Elizabeth said growing frustrated. She'd taken off work, claiming a headache, to find Sam and now she couldn't find her anywhere. "Do you have any idea where she could be?"
"Fair Samantha is working right now," Spinelli said speaking up from behind Jason. "When she checks in with The Jackal I will let her know you were looking for her."
"Thank you Spinelli," Elizabeth said smiling sweetly at him. She looked at Jason before turning and walking back towards the elevators.
Jason shut the door and turned to face Spinelli who was standing in front of the desk looking concerned. He ran through the entire conversation with Elizabeth before running through what Spinelli had told him about his conversation with Sam.
"Fair Samantha had a run in with The Maternal One at the hospital before The Jackal saw her outside Kelly's," Spinelli said when the silence grew to be too much for him.
"What could Elizabeth have to say to Sam?" Jason asked sounding worried.
"The Jackal doesn't know…but whatever it was caused The Goddess to cry," Spinelli said quietly.
"I'm calling Sam," Jason said walking out of the room to make the call in peace. He listened to the ringing before punching the wall in the hall when her voice mailed picked up. "Hey Sam…it's Jason. I need to talk to you. Spinelli said you looked…upset earlier. Why don't you call me when you get this? I hope everything is okay."
******
Sam sat at the table in the back corner of The Metro Court. She'd just finished her meeting with Martha and had handed over every piece of evidence they had found against Candace and her husband, James. Martha had looked through every picture and read Sam's entire report before closing the file and staring at Sam with the most defeated expression on her face.
Sam closed her eyes. This was the worst part of her job. Having to deliver the bad news that yes, your spouse was cheating on you. And in Martha's case, it was even worse. It was her own daughter sleeping with her husband. How do you handle that?
Well Martha had handled it with more grace than Sam had thought possible. She'd thanked Sam for her taking the job and being so thorough and had given McCall and Jackal a very generous bonus for their services. But Sam still felt horrible for having to be the bearer of bad news.
Martha was a decent person. Sam was a quick judge of character. She knew immediately if she liked somebody and she had liked Martha from the moment she'd called her to discuss her case. Spinelli had taken the initial meeting but Sam had done the follow up. She'd been hoping Martha was wrong and that James had just been keeping some minor secret from her but no, he was a lying scum-sucking cheater.
And of course, the minute the word cheater popped in her head she thought of Elizabeth…and Nicholas. She still couldn't wrap her head around the idea that the two of them were having an affair. With both their ties to Lucky…it was deplorable. Nothing should shock Sam anymore…especially when it came to Elizabeth. She'd always thought she was capable of anything. But for Nicholas to do this to Lucky, it was horrible.
And poor Lucky. It had been hard to walk away earlier without telling him what she'd just witnessed. She remembered how she felt when she'd realized Jason had been keeping secrets and spending time with Elizabeth. Though they hadn't been sleeping together…it had still hurt. When Lucky found out about this…his whole world was going to fall apart…again.
"Sam?" Carly asked standing beside her table.
Sam looked up at her before glancing at her watch realizing she'd been sitting at the table for a full twenty minutes since Martha had left. Their waiter had already brought the check by, though Sam couldn't remember him setting it on the table.
"I thought that was you when I sneaked a peek into the restaurant," Carly said pulling out the empty chair and sitting down. She raised a hand, flagging the waiter down. "I'd like a cup of tea as soon as you get a chance…thanks."
"Yes Mrs. Jax," he said hurrying away.
"So what brings you by The Metro Court?" Carly asked curiously.
"A meeting with client," Sam said opening her wallet to pull out her credit card. She put it in the bill carrier and leaned back in her chair. "I thought you were supposed to be taking it easy. Doesn't that mean no working?"
"Caught me," Carly said rolling her eyes. "Jax has already kicked me out. Who knew he could be as bossy and domineering as Jason?"
"They're both worried about you," Sam said smiling as the waiter set Carly's tea down and took the billfold. "How is the baby?"
"According to Dr. Lee, perfect," Carly said rubbing her belly. "I think they are all worrying for nothing. I haven't had any serious problems lately."
"Well…they can come out of no where," Sam said remembering her own pregnancy and the tragic turn it had ended up taking.
"So you looked deep in thought when I walked up," Carly said nosily.
"I just had to deliver some horrible news to a client," Sam admitted. "Her husband is cheating on her."
"Isn't that normal for a PI?" Carly asked confused. When Sam just stared at her she sighed. "I mean, don't you seem to always work the cheating spouse's cases? Shouldn't it get easier with each case you take on?"
"Probably," Sam admitted. "But this one was hard. Hit a bit too close to home."
"Oh," Carly said drawing out the word. "You're not going to tell me anymore….are you?"
"I can't," Sam said shaking her head. The waiter set the bill down in front of her and Sam grabbed her credit card while signing her name quickly. She was standing up and tucking her credit card back in her wallet when Carly reached across the table and grabbed her hand.
"I can see something else is bothering you," Carly said surprising Sam. She wasn't known for being able to read into people. She was a 'take it at face value' type of person. Carly took a deep breath when Sam just stood there staring down at her in confusion. "Okay, listen to me Sam. I know we have never…really been friends."
"Or even friendly," Sam added.
"Yes, or even friendly," Carly agreed. "But Jason needs you. You're good for him. I like seeing how happy he is with you." She took a small sip of her tea before continuing. "You didn't see him…after you guys broke up."
"We still lived in the same town Carly," Sam said as she sat back down. She wasn't sure where this conversation was really going but she wanted to stick around to at least find out. It was rare for Carly to be nice to her.
"Yeah but you didn't see him," Carly insisted. "You were too blinded by your own pain and anger to see what Jason became after you two broke up. He was…so angry."
"Believe me," Sam said softly. "I know how angry he was." There were times, when she first walked into her living room, that she still saw him standing there, threatening her life if she came near Elizabeth and the boys.
"But it was mostly directed at himself Sam," Carly explained. "Oh he was angry with you, don't get me wrong. But I think he was really angry with himself. He cut himself off. From everybody. The kids…Sonny…and me."
"But not Elizabeth," Sam pointed out.
"No…not Elizabeth," Carly agreed. "I think…after everything…he figured he threw away everything for her…he might as well try to be something. You know?"
"But it couldn't work," Sam said thoughtfully.
"He didn't love her." Carly took another sip of her tea as she stared at Sam. "He tried too. She is the mother of his son and he would have done anything for Jake. But you can't force feelings. I've learned that over the years."
"No you can't," Sam agreed. "Why are you telling me all this?"
"Jason was never in love with Elizabeth…because his heart has always belonged to you," Carly said and then added, "and Elizabeth was never in love with him either. Her heart has always belonged to Lucky."
Sam couldn't help but scoff at that. She shook her head as she stood up. The very idea that Elizabeth had a heart at this point was debatable. She didn't know what was wrong with the young mother but she had some serious issues she needed to work through.
"You don't believe me?" Carly asked standing up.
"That Elizabeth is in love with Lucky?" Sam asked shaking her head. "I believe that she wants to be in love with Lucky."
"You know something," Carly said staring intently at Sam. She followed Sam out of the restaurant and out onto the sidewalk in front of the hotel. "You have to tell me if you know something about Lucky and Elizabeth."
"I don't have to tell you anything Carly," Sam said defensively. Telling Carly about what she'd walked in on was like telling the town crier. All of Port Charles' would know before the sun set that evening.
"If Elizabeth isn't in love with Lucky I have to know," Carly insisted. She grabbed Sam's arm stopping her from leaving. "Lucky is planning on proposing. Did you know that?"
"He may have mentioned something along those lines," Sam said pulling on her arm until Carly let go.
"Sam…if you know something," Carly said getting angry.
"Even I did know something Carly I couldn't tell you," Sam said frustrated. "I can't tell anyone because nobody would even believe me if I did say anything."
Carly stared at Sam and held up both her hands as she took a step back. Sam obviously knew something but she wouldn't be able to get it out of her, not in this mood at least. If she kept hounding her she'd grow even more frustrated and storm off. She was a lot like Jason in that way. "You need to tell somebody Sam. And if it has anything to do with Elizabeth…you had better tell Jason. She's come between the two of you too many times already."
Sam stared at Carly before shaking her head and walking away. She didn't want to have to tell anybody anything. What she really wanted to do was rewind the day and blow off her appointment with Patrick so she'd never have stepped foot into General Hospital or walked in on Elizabeth and Nicholas. Now she knew something that nobody else knew and she was the least likely person anybody would believe if she said anything.