Sam and Jason were sitting on the couch, Sam felt a little awkward considering that she just spent the night dreaming about Jason. There Jason was right next her, drinking his coffee, and looking so desirable.
"Hey, don't take this the wrong way. I mean, you've been great about this." Sam started.
"How can I take that the wrong way?"
"It's just really inconsiderate to drink coffee in front of me. You know I can't drink coffee for another four months, and I really like coffee. I mean, I normally have probably like, two cups of coffee every day." Sam continued. She didn't really care that Jason was drinking coffee in front of her, she was really upset about the effect that he had on her.
"All right. I'll give up coffee until the baby's born." Jason replied as he took another sip of his hazelnut blend.
"Gee, thanks." Sam replied with a slight hint of sarcasm.
"You can pay me back."
"How?"
"Tell me why your so anxious." Jason inquired. The truth was that after that last night she spent all of her time worrying about that dream, and the implications of it. She obviously couldn't tell him that. So she hesitated.
"I heard you walking around in your room. You'd lie down for a few minutes, you'd, get up, and start walking around again."
"Yeah, well I'm sorry if I kept you awake."
"You're acting like you're afraid."
"I'm a convicted murderer, I think that its allowed Jason." Sam was confused about her feelings for Jason, and she was frightened to think what would happen to her family if the police found her. By family she meant her little girl, her brother Danny, and Jason.
"And I've told you so many times that there's a way to get the murder conviction set aside. And we're doing everything we can to make sure that you don't go to prison, but you have to cooperate, sam. Tell me who you're protecting!" Jason pleaded with her.
"It's nothing -- it's nothing that can hurt you, Jason." Sam honestly did not want Jason to get her, she didn't want anyone hurt.
"It's something that can hurt you and the baby, because you're supposed to be resting, not stressing out all night and walking around the room!"
"Fine. I'll take a nap. Will that make you happy?"
"Sam, whatever you've done, I've probably seen worse. And if you're going to trust me to help raise your daughter, why can't you trust me with this?"
"Hey, you would -- you would do anything for Michael, right?"
"You know I would".
"Why?"
"What do you mean, "why?" Because I love him".
"No. No, no, no, Jason. It's more than that. He's innocent. He needs you to protect him, even when he makes mistakes." That is exactly what Sam was doing, protecting an innocent. Her older brother Danny had accidently set the fire that killed their mother, but he couldn't defend himself, So Sam did it for him. Sam was scared to tell Jason this, but she felt that it was time, and that eventually Jason would understand.
"Right, and this baby is innocent, too. She needs to count on you and respect you. I mean, she can't carry what happened to your mother, and she sure as hell can't grow up knowing her own mother's in prison."
"Well, you said you'd make sure I'd stayed free, right?"
"Well, I can't make a crime go away until I know what actually happened, and you haven't told me yet."
"Yes, I did.
"All of it?
"Ok." Sam paused realizing that she was about to confide in Jason. She opened her mouth to continue but Emily walked in with the heart- wrenching news. Jason had been thrust into an emotional whirlwind. His grandmother Lila had just passed away and it devastated him. He strived to be strong but he couldn't, he went through the motions, visited his family, but it didn't settle with him. He was suffering from a loss so great that words can not describe it. Everything was a blur, there are no details he could remember, all he knew is that Lila was gone, and there was nothing he could do to fix it. Jason was good at fixing things, but this situation was helpless and that frightened him. After his day with his family, the Quartermanes, Jason sought sanctuary with Sam in the safe house.
"Hey, Jason." Sam said as she walked into the living room, and sat on the couch beside Jason.
"How'd you sleep?" Jason asked, again placing Sam's emotions over his.
"Good. I just woke up. Did you go visit your family?" Sam asked tenderly. Jason nodded his head and began to speak.
"My grandmother never tried to tell me what to do. Never even asked me to visit. She was very glad to see me when I showed up. And I brought her peppermint candy once." Jason recounted nostalgically.
"Now, that is something. I can't picture you actually going to the store buying peppermint candy". Sam teased Jason.
"I stole it." Jason said as Sam smiled laughing. She knew Jason had to have stolen that candy, she knew him well enough to figure that out.
"Ok, that -- yeah, I can picture that." She continued.
"Yeah, I -- I had this job on the pier, and a crate fell, busted open, and there were all these boxes of candy that fell out, so, you know, a foreman had me re-pack the crate, but I kept some of the candy. And the next day Emily came to see me, and she just, you know, said that grandmother had missed me so much and that she'd been sick, so i went to visit her. And we sat in the kitchen eating a lot of peppermint candy. She asked me how I was living. I told her about my job, how I changed my -- my last name to Morgan. She really liked that. Her maiden name was Morgan. And she told me about her brother who died in world war II. And, you know, I remember her voice being so sad. And I realized how much she missed him even though he'd been dead for years. She told me that's how -- that's how it is with love. She said the heart had a long memory." Jason was opening up to Sam. That's what Sam did to him, she made him feel. He liked talking to her, confiding in her, just having her sit next to him, listening, eased his pain and comforted him. Jason was beginning to realize just how much Sam meant to him. At first this was a charade for Michael's benefit, but now it had turned into something more than that. He was falling in love with Sam, and loved the idea of having a family. After losing, Michael, Carly, and Courtney's unborn child, Jason became filled with an emptiness, and Sam was slowly filling the void.
"Would it be ok with you if we name the baby lila?" Sam stared at Jason as she awaited an answer. She wanted him to be happy, he meant so much to her, she wanted to show him how much she cared.
"You want to?"
"I just think she would be another Lila Morgan. And maybe your grandmother could be like a guardian angel for her."
"Yeah, I think my -- I know my grandmother would love for the baby to have her name." Jason finally replied. Jason took her hand in his, and the two sat together, they didn't speak they just held each other, comforting each other. Jason was exhausted, physically and emotionally, he found solace in Sam and fell asleep in her arms. Sam didn't move she sat their admiring Jason, wishing that she could do more to help him. She watched him sleep for a few moments before she kissed him on the cheek and fell asleep beside him.
"Hey, don't take this the wrong way. I mean, you've been great about this." Sam started.
"How can I take that the wrong way?"
"It's just really inconsiderate to drink coffee in front of me. You know I can't drink coffee for another four months, and I really like coffee. I mean, I normally have probably like, two cups of coffee every day." Sam continued. She didn't really care that Jason was drinking coffee in front of her, she was really upset about the effect that he had on her.
"All right. I'll give up coffee until the baby's born." Jason replied as he took another sip of his hazelnut blend.
"Gee, thanks." Sam replied with a slight hint of sarcasm.
"You can pay me back."
"How?"
"Tell me why your so anxious." Jason inquired. The truth was that after that last night she spent all of her time worrying about that dream, and the implications of it. She obviously couldn't tell him that. So she hesitated.
"I heard you walking around in your room. You'd lie down for a few minutes, you'd, get up, and start walking around again."
"Yeah, well I'm sorry if I kept you awake."
"You're acting like you're afraid."
"I'm a convicted murderer, I think that its allowed Jason." Sam was confused about her feelings for Jason, and she was frightened to think what would happen to her family if the police found her. By family she meant her little girl, her brother Danny, and Jason.
"And I've told you so many times that there's a way to get the murder conviction set aside. And we're doing everything we can to make sure that you don't go to prison, but you have to cooperate, sam. Tell me who you're protecting!" Jason pleaded with her.
"It's nothing -- it's nothing that can hurt you, Jason." Sam honestly did not want Jason to get her, she didn't want anyone hurt.
"It's something that can hurt you and the baby, because you're supposed to be resting, not stressing out all night and walking around the room!"
"Fine. I'll take a nap. Will that make you happy?"
"Sam, whatever you've done, I've probably seen worse. And if you're going to trust me to help raise your daughter, why can't you trust me with this?"
"Hey, you would -- you would do anything for Michael, right?"
"You know I would".
"Why?"
"What do you mean, "why?" Because I love him".
"No. No, no, no, Jason. It's more than that. He's innocent. He needs you to protect him, even when he makes mistakes." That is exactly what Sam was doing, protecting an innocent. Her older brother Danny had accidently set the fire that killed their mother, but he couldn't defend himself, So Sam did it for him. Sam was scared to tell Jason this, but she felt that it was time, and that eventually Jason would understand.
"Right, and this baby is innocent, too. She needs to count on you and respect you. I mean, she can't carry what happened to your mother, and she sure as hell can't grow up knowing her own mother's in prison."
"Well, you said you'd make sure I'd stayed free, right?"
"Well, I can't make a crime go away until I know what actually happened, and you haven't told me yet."
"Yes, I did.
"All of it?
"Ok." Sam paused realizing that she was about to confide in Jason. She opened her mouth to continue but Emily walked in with the heart- wrenching news. Jason had been thrust into an emotional whirlwind. His grandmother Lila had just passed away and it devastated him. He strived to be strong but he couldn't, he went through the motions, visited his family, but it didn't settle with him. He was suffering from a loss so great that words can not describe it. Everything was a blur, there are no details he could remember, all he knew is that Lila was gone, and there was nothing he could do to fix it. Jason was good at fixing things, but this situation was helpless and that frightened him. After his day with his family, the Quartermanes, Jason sought sanctuary with Sam in the safe house.
"Hey, Jason." Sam said as she walked into the living room, and sat on the couch beside Jason.
"How'd you sleep?" Jason asked, again placing Sam's emotions over his.
"Good. I just woke up. Did you go visit your family?" Sam asked tenderly. Jason nodded his head and began to speak.
"My grandmother never tried to tell me what to do. Never even asked me to visit. She was very glad to see me when I showed up. And I brought her peppermint candy once." Jason recounted nostalgically.
"Now, that is something. I can't picture you actually going to the store buying peppermint candy". Sam teased Jason.
"I stole it." Jason said as Sam smiled laughing. She knew Jason had to have stolen that candy, she knew him well enough to figure that out.
"Ok, that -- yeah, I can picture that." She continued.
"Yeah, I -- I had this job on the pier, and a crate fell, busted open, and there were all these boxes of candy that fell out, so, you know, a foreman had me re-pack the crate, but I kept some of the candy. And the next day Emily came to see me, and she just, you know, said that grandmother had missed me so much and that she'd been sick, so i went to visit her. And we sat in the kitchen eating a lot of peppermint candy. She asked me how I was living. I told her about my job, how I changed my -- my last name to Morgan. She really liked that. Her maiden name was Morgan. And she told me about her brother who died in world war II. And, you know, I remember her voice being so sad. And I realized how much she missed him even though he'd been dead for years. She told me that's how -- that's how it is with love. She said the heart had a long memory." Jason was opening up to Sam. That's what Sam did to him, she made him feel. He liked talking to her, confiding in her, just having her sit next to him, listening, eased his pain and comforted him. Jason was beginning to realize just how much Sam meant to him. At first this was a charade for Michael's benefit, but now it had turned into something more than that. He was falling in love with Sam, and loved the idea of having a family. After losing, Michael, Carly, and Courtney's unborn child, Jason became filled with an emptiness, and Sam was slowly filling the void.
"Would it be ok with you if we name the baby lila?" Sam stared at Jason as she awaited an answer. She wanted him to be happy, he meant so much to her, she wanted to show him how much she cared.
"You want to?"
"I just think she would be another Lila Morgan. And maybe your grandmother could be like a guardian angel for her."
"Yeah, I think my -- I know my grandmother would love for the baby to have her name." Jason finally replied. Jason took her hand in his, and the two sat together, they didn't speak they just held each other, comforting each other. Jason was exhausted, physically and emotionally, he found solace in Sam and fell asleep in her arms. Sam didn't move she sat their admiring Jason, wishing that she could do more to help him. She watched him sleep for a few moments before she kissed him on the cheek and fell asleep beside him.