A/N: I know, I have been such a bad poster lately. But this was the last chapter and I just wasn't ready to part with it. In my defence, it was less than a month! By a full 6 days! Sorry guys!
But here it is, the end. I started work on the sequel. I was losing my interest in JaSam, but then I watched today's episode, and I fell in love with them all over again.
The sequel will be called Made of Steel Look for it in the next week or so!
And for now, thank you to all my loyal reviewers. I'm glad you liked it! Please give me some feedback, and even suggestions of things you want to see in the sequel!
Chapter 10- Can There Be a Happy Ending?
"You little tramp. This is all your fault!" screeched Carly as she launched herself at Sam.
Sonny held her back, trying to stop her from going at Sam.
"Shut up Carly" Sam said, fighting back.
"My best friend is dying because of you! You twisted his mind and played with his heart. He was heartbroken, and he couldn't sleep because of you. He was only coming down here because of you! If he dies, it will be on your head!" she cried out.
"Carly! Jason is not going to die" Sonny assured her.
"You're right. If he dies, it will be on my head" said Sam as she sunk into one of the hospital chairs in the waiting room.
"Sam, don't listen to Carly" said Emily as she bent down so that she was eye to eye with Sam. "This is not your fault. This is no one's fault. Jason was tired because of reasons out of everyone's control, and he just happened to lose control of the bike. It happens. And he will be ok. He's going to wake up very soon"
"We don't know that" said Sam through her tears.
"Yes, we do. He'll be ok" Emily assured her.
For the next few hours, the atmosphere in the waiting room was extremely tense. Sam sat in the chair, curled up in a ball, as she just cried. Sonny and Carly were sitting in chairs next to each other as they held hands, and Emily periodically checked in as she attempted to do the shift she was signed on to for that night. Finally, Dr. Jones walked out, a small smile on his face.
"He pulled through surgery, and he's awake" announced Dr. Jones.
Everyone was so relieved to hear that, and Tony announced that he could have one visitor that night. It went without saying that it would be Sam, but Carly pushed her way into Jason's room before Sam could, leaving the heartbroken brunette to keep up her sobs in the waiting room.
"Carly?" questioned Jason as he looked at her.
"You look like hell" said Carly with a frown at him.
"Thanks" he said. "I feel like hell. So, Sam didn't want to come see me" he said as he tried to hold back his tears.
"She hates you Jason, you need to deal with that. She left town a little while ago, and I don't think she's coming back"
"No, you're lying" said Jason. "She wouldn't do that to me. She wouldn't leave without saying goodbye. And she doesn't hate me. She loves me. She left me a message"
"Jason, I don't know what to say. I'm sorry, but she left" said Carly. "But it doesn't matter. You don't need her. She just causes trouble anyway. You need to focus on getting better now so that you will be well enough for your little trip" said Carly.
"What trip?" Jason asked her in confusion.
"Our trip to London!" exclaimed Carly. "It's about time you professed your true and undying love for Courtney. It's time to win her back" said Carly with a smile.
"You're crazy!" growled Jason. "I love Sam, not Courtney. And as soon as I feel better, I am going to find Sam and tell her how much I love her. I am going to win her back, and nothing you say is going to change that! Now get out!" he yelled.
"But Jason…" said Carly.
"Get out!" he yelled again, this time louder.
Carly gave him a scared look before fleeing from the room, nearly smacking into Sam as she did.
"How is he?" asked Sam, the concern evident in her voice.
"He's angry. He hates you for what you did. He blames this all on you, and he hates you for pushing him away. He was on his way down to the hospital to break up with you when he got into the accident. But he wanted me to save him the trouble. He wants you out of here, he wants you gone. He wants you out of his life and out of Port Charles" said Carly as she walked away. "So you better be gone" she warned as she walked away, leaving a heartbroken Sam to her tears once again.
If Jason didn't want her there, there was no reason for Sam to stick around in Port Charles. She planned to sneak out of the hospital that night and get out of town. But she needed to say goodbye to him first. She needed to say she was sorry, and that no matter what, she would always love him. It was late night, really early morning, when Sam worked up the courage to sneak into Jason's hospital room. It was completely dark as she soundlessly pushed the door to the room open. She just listened to him for a moment, and her eyes widened. It sounded like he was crying. Real, heartbreaking tears. Walking over to the bed, she saw Jason's shadowy form turn to look at her.
"Sam?" he questioned in disbelief as he turned on the lamp next to the bed.
"Look, before you say anything, I know you don't want me here Jase, and I'm leaving. I just needed to see you one more time. I needed to say goodbye"
"Please don't leave" he begged. "I do want you here. Where did you get the idea that I didn't want you here? I thought you were the one who left me"
"Carly said you wanted me gone. And I didn't leave you. Didn't you get my message?" she asked him.
"I got your message. That was why I was heading to the hospital. I wanted to see you. I wanted to tell you how much I love you. But then Carly came in and told me that you were gone. You had left Port Charles"
"I would never leave without you unless you wanted me gone. Basically, there's one common denominator in all of this" said Sam.
"And her name's Carly" finished Jason. "She told us both that the other one didn't want to be in the relationship anymore. She tried to break us up"
"And we almost let her" said Sam.
"Yeah, but almost doesn't count. Our love is too strong for even Carly to mess up, and I am not going to let her hurt us anymore" said Jason.
"I love you so much" said Sam. "I am so sorry that I pushed you away"
"It's ok. I love you too. And you were hurting. I understand why you pushed me away. I'm just glad we're ok now"
"Me too" said Sam. "Oh god, look at you" she said as she fingered the bandages on his head and the bruises on his face. "Within the past few weeks, you've been shot, had glass embedded in you, and you've been in a horrific motorcycle accident. You have got to stop getting hurt" she chastised him.
"I'm sorry. I promise to try and stop" he told her with a smile.
"Good. Because I don't think I can take this anymore" she said. "So what is the official prognosis? What did they have to do to you?"
"I have a handful of broken ribs which they taped up, a broken arm which they put a cast on as you can see, the bruises on my face, the cut on my head needed stitches, and I have burns on a lot of my body. But other than that, I'm ok" he told her as she rolled her eyes, hating that he was downplaying his injuries and was talking about them so casually. "Oh, and I needed stitches in my hand. I got a little…overzealous…and decided to…redecorate the penthouse, and I accidentally got cut on some glass"
"Meaning, you trashed the place and got cut"
"Same difference" he told her with a smile.
"You know what I want more than anything?" she asked him as she changed the subject.
"What's that?" he asked her.
"You to hold me in your arms"
"That can be arranged" he said with a smile as he reached out his good arm for her, wrapping her body in it as she lied down. "That's what I wanted more than anything too" he told her as she pivoted her head up and the two kissed, a sweet and passionate kiss, filled with longing and reassurance that it would all be ok.
One week later, Jason was still in the hospital. Sam had been released, but had chosen to stay with him. When they were both still patients, Monica had another bed brought up to Jason's private ICU room and the two had them pushed together, making a big bed for them to spend their days snuggling in. Although Sam had been released, the bed remained, as did Sam. It was midday and Sam was rubbing burn cream on Jason's skin, soothing the blistered flesh. Once Sam was done, a nurse walked in, an irritated look on her face.
"Here you go" said Sam handing her the rub of ointment as the nurse gave her a dirty look. The nurse walked out and Sam turned to Jason. "See, I told you she wants to kill me in my sleep. I'm the annoying girlfriend" said Sam.
"Her hands were too cold!" Jason maintained. "Besides, I wanted you to put it on me"
"You are such a baby" she told him as a guard walked in with some food for the two of them. Sam took the Kelly's bag from him and thanked him before turning on Jason. "All of the nurses hate me you know" she told him.
"That's because everyone wants a piece of Jason Morgan"
"We have got to get you out of this hospital and back to reality" said Sam with a roll of her eyes and a huge smile.
"Mm, how bout we stay away from reality for a bit"
"What do you mean?" she asked him as she helped him sit up so that he could eat.
"Let's take a trip. A vacation; just me and you. It'll give us a chance to get away from everything"
"And by everything, you mean Carly" said Sam.
"No, I mean everything. Carly is no longer in my life, and I told her that. She tried too many times to hurt you, and I should have cut her out of my life the first time she caused you any pain"
"Jase, she's your best friend"
"It was a purely one sided relationship. She gave an inch, I gave a mile. Or she didn't give at all. And I'm sick of it. I don't need her, or anyone else for that matter. All I need is you" he told her as he kissed her again.
"It's beautiful" said Sam as she walked out on to the terrace of their villa on the beach. They were on some Caribbean island, and Sam was in heaven. There was golden sand and blue water everywhere she looked, and she couldn't imagine being anywhere else. Jason came up behind her and put his arms around her waist, kissing her neck. Sam turned around and started kissing him passionately. He picked her up, but then suddenly stopped.
"Are you sure you're ready for this?" he asked her. "I mean, after everything that happened"
"I have never been more ready" she told him as she kissed him again. "I am moving past the rape. I am not letting Charlie run my life anymore" she told him as they continued to kiss and he carried her up the stairs to the bedroom where they made love for the entire night.
As Jason held her in his arms as she slept that night, he looked down at her beautiful face.
"No one is ever going to hurt you again" he told her. "I promise"
And he meant it. He had taken care of Charlie before they went away, ending the man's miserable life. And now, he had his future with Sam to look forward to, and nothing was going to get in the way.
"I love you" she murmured, and he knew that in her half asleep state, she had heard his promise.
The next morning Sam woke up alone. Sighing, she glanced next to her and found rose petals scattered around. White rose petals, followed by a note. Reading the note, Sam did as she was told and walked downstairs.
"Ms. McCall?" asked the man who she was instructed to meet.
"Mr. Welsh?" she asked.
"One and the same, now come my darling" said the man as he took her by the hand and led her to the bathroom.
He wouldn't answer any of her questions as he styled her hair or did her makeup. Nor when he handed her a short and billowy white dress, but no shoes. When Sam emerged from the bedroom after getting dressed, she followed a new trail of white rose petals out to the beach. She stopped as she saw everything. Jason stood there, waiting for her, next to a priest. Jason was dressed in a pair of nice grey pants with a white dress shirt that was rolled at the sleeves and untucked and barely buttoned, showing off his perfect chest. He too was barefoot.
"What's going on here?" she asked as he walked over to her, handing her a bouquet of white roses.
"Samantha McCall, I know I've asked you before, but will you marry me?" he said, getting down on one knee and pulling out a sparkling diamond ring from his pocket.
"Yes" she said with a huge smile as he picked her up and twirled her around before depositing her in front of the priest on the sand. He took her hands in his as the priest began the ceremony.
Sam said her vows first, and although she hadn't prepared anything, looking into Jason's eyes and having him there with her, becoming his wife, inspired her. Taking a deep breath, Sam began, and before she knew it, both she and Jason were getting teary eyed at her vows.
"I take you to be my husband, my life partner, my one true love. I will honor our commitment by loving you more each day than I did the day before, by trusting you above all others, by laughing and crying with you, by staying loyal to you in good times and in bad, by being the one person in this whole world that you can count on. I give you my heart and all of my love tonight and forever" she said before it was Jason's turn.
"I take you Sam, to be my wife. You are the one woman that I will always love, and I promise to protect you forever and ever. We have been to hell and back, and the only reason I made it through anything was because of you. When I found out you were missing, it was like a part of me died. I was lost without you. I never want to feel that way again. I promise to love and honor you for as long as I shall live and long after that. You have always been my wife in my imagination, and now you will be in real life. You hold me heart, and nothing can change that. You are the girl in my dreams" he told her, and Sam noticed that his vows bore a striking resemblance to the words she had wished he would always say to her and she had been thinking about when she was taken.
They were the words she knew Jason always wanted to say to her. She gently reached up and wiped away a spare tear that was making its way down Jason's beautiful face with the pad of her thumb.
The priest announced them husband and wife and gave Jason permission to kiss his bride. The two smiled at each other as Jason bent down and kissed Sam in their most loving and passionate kiss yet. Jason swung her into his arms and carried her down the aisle as the two still kissed.
"I love you Mr. Morgan" she said playing with his wedding ring.
"And I love you Mrs. Morgan" he told her as she played with her ring as well before gently putting her down in the sand. "No matter what, I will love you"
"Is it true what you told me?" she asked him. "Am I really the girl in your dreams?"
He kissed her as an answer.
"Is that a yes?" she asked him as he kissed her again before swinging her into his arms once more.
She laughed as he did but her laughter stopped as they neared the ocean.
"Jason Morgan, don't you dare!" she said.
"Samantha Morgan, I hope you don't mind getting wet" he told her as she shrieked as he waded with her into the water.
She reached down into the water and splashed him as he splashed her back before pulling her body even closer to his and kissing her over and over again.
A/N: Tada! And that's the end. I can't take credit for Sam's vows. Those come from the show when she was marrying Andrew but imagining Jason. I hope you all liked it, and I'll see you in the sequel!