Jason leaned on Sabrina a little more than he really needed to as she helped him into their suite at the Metro Court, basking in the feeling of having her body next to his. When she got him settled on the couch, she commented, "I can't believe none of the home health agencies in Port Charles had any openings." When she added, "It's really odd, don't you think?" in a suspicious voice, Jason tried to keep guilt from his voice when he replied, "Yeah. Weird, huh?"
Jason had known the night Sabrina found out the truth about her son's death that she would leave town when he got out of the hospital and he hated the idea of it. While he still believed that she would be running away rather than facing and dealing with her past, he selfishly didn't want her to go. Not only did he need her in his life as his friend, he wanted her to stick around so that they could see if there was something between them worth fighting for since their kiss. Jason knew his memories were a threat, but considering he hadn't gotten them back after being in Port Charles for a month, he honestly wasn't sure he would ever get them back. Why should he, J.D., put his life on hold indefinitely when happiness with Sabrina could be right around the corner on the off-chance he might remember something sometime in the future?
Jason wasn't proud of what he'd done to ensure Sabrina's presence in Port Charles, but it was the only solution he could think of. The morning after their kiss, Jason spoke to his doctors and told them he wanted to go home as soon as possible rather than to a rehab facility. In order to approve his discharge, though, Jason needed to have someone with him 24/7 until outpatient rehab cleared him. When he halfheartedly suggested family, the doctors refused and said it needed to be a home health nurse in the event something happened to him. Later, after learning of this development, Sabrina, ever helpful, offered to call around to the agencies in Port Charles to set it up for him – not knowing that he'd already called and basically put the fear of God into the head of every agency by stating that agreeing to assist him would be "unhealthy" for the continuity of their businesses. Although some were curious as to why the Corinthos organization wouldn't want them helping Jason, he'd shut them and their questions down with a simple, "Because I said so." Since no agency would help him, Sabrina reluctantly agreed to do it herself, but only until he was cleared.
Jason was pulled out his thoughts by a knock on the door. When Sabrina answered, Sam burst through waving papers. "What the hell are these?"
"Divorce papers," he answered with no emotion.
At that, Sam turned to Sabrina. "Would you mind leaving me alone with my husband?"
Just as Jason was about to tell Sam that Sabrina wasn't going anywhere, Sabrina replied, "I have to pick up my things at Felix' anyway." When Sabrina came over to the couch to grab her purse, she added, "Just call me when you're done and I'll come back, okay?"
He smiled and nodded. After the door closed behind her, he was forced to return his attention to Sam when she said, "How can you do this to us? To our family?"
Good mood gone, Jason replied, "Because I'm not the man you married and I may never be him again. I will always provide for Danny, but our marriage is over."
"You don't know your memories won't come back. This is really premature, Jason."
"It's been months since my accident, Sam, and I don't remember either of my former lives. The doctors have said my memory may never come back. I think clinging to hope is a lost cause. We both need to move on."
"But this is ridiculous, Jason. We just need some time together…" Suddenly, though, Sam's upset turned to fury. "Wait a minute! Move on?! This is about Sabrina, isn't it? My God, you want her, don't you?"
"Yes."
Jason was caught off-guard by Sam's abrupt laughter. "This is rich…"
"What?"
"I'll give you your damn divorce if it is what you really want, but it's not going to do you any good."
"Why?"
"Because Sabrina isn't stupid."
"What do you mean?"
"After what happened with Patrick, she knows that Jason – the man you will be when your memories come back – will want me over her in the end. Do you really think she'd willingly put herself through that again?"
Sabrina, bags in hand, opened the door to head back to J.D.'s, when she was stopped by a body standing there. "Patrick? What are you doing here?"
Sabrina noticed him glance at her duffel bags. "Can we talk?"
"I was on my way out, but I can probably spare a few minutes." Sabrina backed out of the doorway and ushered him in as she dropped her bags on the floor.
"What's up?"
"Is Felix here?"
"No. He's at work. Why?" Patrick hadn't been here since the day before Gabriel's funeral. Why was he here now? Why did he care if Fe was around or not?
Patrick let out a breath of relief. "Good. I hoped to talk to you alone."
"About what?"
"Us."
Sabrina echoed, "Us?" in an attempt to wrap her head around what he could possibly want. "What 'us'? There hasn't been an 'us' in a long time, Patrick."
Patrick moved toward the couch and then motioned for her to sit down. When she hesitated, he asked, "Please?" Once she was seated, he followed suit and turned his body toward hers. "I was hoping maybe we could change that." Then, "I want you back, Sabrina."
Sabrina, shocked, thought she was hearing things. She had to be. "Um… What?"
Patrick lightly grasped her hand in between his. "When we were at the cemetery last week and you ran away from me wishing you'd never come here at all, I knew that you were planning to leave and not come back and it terrified me, Sabrina. I can't lose you. I need you to be a part of my life – of Emma's life."
Sabrina patted him on the hand with her free one. "We'll always be connected because of Gabriel and I will always love Emma; but, we've been living completely separate lives for ages, Patrick. We can't go back. Too much has happened."
"I don't want to go back. I want to move forward. I'm still in love with you, Sabrina."
Sabrina yanked her hand out of his and jumped up. Pacing, she said, "That's ridiculous, Patrick. You can't be. You just can't be…"
He got up and blocked her path. "I am. I realized it when I saw you kissing Jason."
Blowing him off, Sabrina said, "You were just being overprotective, Patrick. We're friends. You care about me and don't want me to get hurt. That's all it was."
Patrick closed the distance between them and grabbed her upper arms. "No, it was far more than that." And then he kissed her.
