Chapter 10

As Sam drove down the road, she clung to Jason's hand. She noticed the abrasions on his wrists and his slight weakness when they left the house. She shuddered to think about what he had been through. Pushing the thoughts aside, she continued to drive to the location where they had located Helena's car.

Spinelli had run another check on the GPS and had found that she was now at another house not too far away. When they arrived at the house, she put the car in park as she and Jason emerged from the SUV. She handed him his gun and Carly handed hers back. They were going in together.

She quickly picked this lock as well, and they were in the house. They moved silently through the halls until they found the master bedroom. Sam eased open the door and Jason aimed his gun at the sleeping figure. Both of them approached the bed and Sam pressed her gun to Helena's temple. Helena's eyes flew open and a wave of panic crossed her face.

"Ready to die, bitch?" Sam asked as she pulled the hammer back.

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Spinelli, Maxie, Carly, Sonny, and Claudia waited anxiously in the SUV. A moment later they released the breaths they had been holding when Sam and Jason emerged from the house, dragging Helena along.

Carly and Spinelli jumped out to help, and together the four of them tied her hands and feet and taped her mouth before shoving her in the cargo area of the SUV.

"She's alive?" Maxie asked incredulously. "Wow, Sam, you have much more self-control than me."

"Hear that, Helena? Piss us off and it's Maxie's turn," Sam said with a smirk. "Believe me, I wanted to blow her brains out, but Jason and I decided to let the justice system sort it out."

"She took over a month of our lives. There's no way in hell we're giving up any more for some murder charge," Jason replied matter-of-factly. Turning to Sam, he looked in to her eyes. "Let's go home."

The six (well, seven) of them drove back to Port Charles in peaceful silence, with only the occasional murmuring from Helena. They all chose to ignore her.

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Upon their arrival to Port Charles, they stopped at the PCPD and left Helena in the hands of Mac. Alexis had agreed to be the prosecutor on the case and Jason and Sam made statements before they left. Carly had taken Sonny and Claudia home before coming back to pick up Jason, Sam, Maxie, and Spinelli.

Before they left, Sam and Jason persuaded Mac to allow them a few minutes with Helena. As the entered the room, Sam and Alexis locked eyes for a moment. Alexis gave a quick nod in understanding.

"Hey, Mac, can you come help me for a minute. I have a drawer in my desk that's stuck. Maybe you can get it open?" she asked with a wink.

Mac looked confused, then it hit him. "Oh! Sure, Alexis. Let's go."

Sam and Jason walked into the interrogation room. Helena sat poised at the table, her cuffed hands resting demurely in her lap.

"Ah, Samantha, I wondered how long it would take you to come see me," Helena said with a poisonous smile. "I didn't expect Mr. Morgan would be joining you, however. It seems that I heard that you died tragically over a month ago. Such a shame," she said with mock sympathy.

Jason took a step toward her, but stilled as Sam reached out. "She's not worth it. She wants to provoke you – don't let her. Besides, I want to be the one to do it," Sam said. Jason calmed down and stepped back. He knew that Sam needed to do this.

"So what is it, Helena? What was your big diabolical plan?" Sam asked, folding her arms across her chest.

"It was for you, dear," Helena answered sincerely.

"Right," Sam said sardonically. "Because this is what I've always dreamed of. I finally had the life of my dreams…my career in full swing, married the love of my life, mother to the most beautiful girls ever created. You're exactly right, Helena. I always dreamed of having my heart ripped out. I always wanted to believe that the man of my dreams was blown to bits – to grieve for him, to help my children say goodbye to their father, to attempt to move on when all I wanted to do was crawl in a hole and die. Yes, Helena, that sounds positively PERFECT!" Sam yelled.

"Samantha…" Helena began.

"NO!!" Sam shouted, placing both hands on the table and leaning toward her. "I'm not done," she growled.

"You took away my husband. I thought he was dead. My little girls – my babies – thought they'd never see their Daddy again. I tracked your sorry ass down, only to find my husband very much alive and chained up like an animal. You are very lucky you are under police protection right now, Helena, because I swear I'd like to rip you apart." She pushed away from the table and went to Jason's side. He placed his hand on her waist and pulled her close to him.

"Samantha, I did this for you. Don't you see? You are a Cassadine. I tried to show Nikolas the same thing by getting rid of that wretched girl he insisted on being with. You deserve better than some defective thug. It's too bad your children are part his – they might still have half a chance…" Helena was cut off by a blow that sent her crashing to the floor.

"Don't you ever speak that way about Jason again, or you will be begging to go to prison," she said as she knelt near Helena's face. "And this…" she said as she grabbed a handful of Helena's hair and drug her to her feet, "this is for Emily." She threw a final punch that caused Helena to bash her head on the table as she crumpled to the floor unconscious. She took Jason's hand and they left the room.

Alexis and Mac walked back into the lobby of the police station to see Sam and Jason emerge from the interrogation room. "Mac, you might want to call the paramedics. Helena took a bad fall and I think she may be hurt," Sam said pointedly.

"Oh, dear. I hope she's okay. It's a shame how age can affect your balance like that," Alexis said emotionlessly. "Go home, you two. I'll talk to you tomorrow."

Sam and Jason left the police station and climbed into the SUV with Carly, Spinelli, and Maxie.

"Do you want me to bring the girls tonight?" Carly asked. "Mercedes said they're in bed, but I know they wouldn't mind being woken up for this."

Sam looked at Jason. "Let's wait until morning. I can't wait to see them, but I think Sam needs to talk to them first," he answered.

"You sure?" Sam asked.

"Yeah, and besides," he said running a hand over his face, "I want a little time with my wife first."

"Ew. TMI, Jason!" Maxie said in mock horror. "Carly, can you step on it? These two have some time to make up for!"