Chapter 4:
Carly was still fuming, and a little bit hurt by John's words and what he would do in order to get what he wanted, which was to take Sonny Corinthos and Jason Morgan down for good. Carly would be damned if she let her own father do that to the two men she loved and who meant everything to her two children. As she made her way into the livingroom she saw Sonny on the couch. Throwing her purse down on the desk she sat down next to him her arms folded as she let out an exasperated sigh.
"I ran into John in the park today," she said not even looking at Sonny to know that he was rolling his eyes. "He refuses to listen to me Sonny. He won't even let me tell him what great men you and Jason are, instead he is hell bent on taking the both of you down, not even caring about what I or his grandchildren think!"
Sonny sighed as he got up from the couch, his hands running over his face and then through his hair in frustration. "I talked to Jason today and he told me what happened with Sam," he said. "Will you never stop and give the woman a chance?" He already knew the answer. Once someone betrays Carly, it is almost impossible for the woman to ever forgive the person. He had never given it a thought until now how much Carly reminded him of himself and it scared him when he thought their children.
Getting up from the couch Carly turned to him. "If you haven't forgotten Sonny that little – Sam came to Port Charles and ended up leaving Jax for you, got pregnant, and is now warming up Jason's bed while Courtney is warming up Jax's. Both of them are going to realize that they still love each other and get back together. Sam will then be back out on the streets and out of this town for all I care."
"Do you really think after all this time that Courtney and Jason would get back together?" asked Sonny more out of exhaustion than surprise, he had been over this more than once with his wife and it was already wearing thin. "The relationship my sister and Jason had is over. She is married to Jax, I don't like it anymore then you do Carly, but it is over! Let Jason be happy – let him move on!"
Carly shook her head as she turned and grabbed her purse. "Jason will never be happy with Sam. I know it, you know it, and Jason knows it. It's only a matter of time until everything blows up in their faces and I'm going to make sure that Courtney is there to help pick up the pieces."
"You are making a huge mistake Carly," said Sonny as he watched her stalk toward the door. "Stay out of it. It's Jason's life."
Carly turned and glared at her husband. "You know what, if your not going to help me Sonny then you need to back off and stay out of it!" she yelled at him before taking off. As she reached the park again, she set her sights on Harbor View Towers where she would talk to Jason and make him finally understand that Sam was the wrong woman for him. She gasped when she felt the cloth cover her nose and mouth, a strong arm pulling her behind the trees so the pedestrians in the park couldn't see her struggle.
Carly felt her body become heavy as her eyes began to shut, but not before getting a good look at her attacker as everything went black.
Dr. Asher Thomas sat back in his chair as he listened to Michael talk about his new friend Jodie. The way his face lit up as he talked about the girl should have made Asher surprised at how Michael was finally opening up to him in this session, however he didn't feel it was right.
"So this new friend," said Asher. "Jodie. Have you told her about what happened with AJ?"
Michael shook his head as he looked at Dr. Thomas. The look on the man's face made Michael realize in that moment that it had been wrong to have talked about his new friend. The only people that knew about Jodie were Leticia and Morgan, he hadn't even told his dad, his mom, or even Jason and Sam. He felt no need to tell his parents about her or about how they had snuck out the night before and went to the carnival.
Asher nodded as he looked at Michael. Sitting up, he put both hands on his desk. "If you were to tell Jodie about what happened with AJ, do you think she would keep it a secret? Could she be trusted?"
"I," began Michael, but he was surprised by what Dr. Thomas had said and he felt the wall he had made to protect himself began to go up. "I don't want to tell her." He looked down, and then said the words he had wanted to say since the session had started. "Can I go now?"
Getting up, Asher went to Michael putting his hand on the boy's shoulder watching him tense. "Tomorrow I'd like for you to come and see me first thing in the morning," he said then watched the boy get up. Asher led him toward the door, opening it as Michael all but ran toward Max who was down the hall. Smiling at the man, Asher shut the door and went behind the desk sitting with a sigh as he picked up the phone.
"Is it done?" he asked when the call connected. He smiled when he heard the confirmation that it was. Asher hung up and leaned back into the chair his eyes closing. "Almost there."
Sam was mad. She was beyond mad. She was pissed. How dare Jason assume that something was happening between her and Dr. Thomas! How dare he get jealous when someone else valued her opinion! Yes, Jason had been in a horrible accident and everyday she thanked God he was in her life, but when it came to doctors, especially ones that had helped him after the accident, he didn't like or trust them and now he didn't want Michael near Dr. Thomas. That made Sam even angrier as she opened the door, her boots making a loud noise against the hardwood floor as she slammed the door shut. Sam smiled in satisfaction as she heard the curse from behind her as she pulled off her black jacket and threw across the room, not caring where it landed.
"Damnit Sam, will you stop and listen to me?" Jason said as he pushed the door opened and then slammed it shut behind him.
The glare he sent her didn't even make Sam flinch. She had seen him give it to Carly knowing the woman would never back down, but was scared of the look. Sam wasn't nor was she going to give into him. "No I will not listen to you. I always listen to you - I always leave when you ask me to, well this time I'm leaving on my own terms!" she yelled at him.
"Sam this is ridiculous! I don't trust the man with Michael and you're making a big deal out of it! You always trusted my instincts before, why is this time different?"
"Because you are jealous of nothing!" she yelled at him. "He values my opinion and not yours. That makes you jealous! Oh and let's not forget you think he has feelings for me! He wants to help Michael why won't you let him?"
"Because he has an agenda Sam! He's after something and I will be damned if I let him hurt you or Michael in anyway!" Jason yelled, his frustration level rising.
Sam threw her hands in the air as she finally yelled out in frustration. "He doesn't have an agenda! He wants to help Michael!"
Jason sighed. "I know there is more to it than that Sam!"
"Alright then explain it to me because obviously I'm missing something here," she said folding her arms as she leaned against the chair giving him a look she knew he was surprised by. Sam rarely got this angry. The only time she had gotten this angry was when both she and Jason were getting to know each other and after she had lost Lila. Her heart tightened at the thought of her baby but she pushed away the thoughts and concentrated on the here and now.
"I don't know if I can Sam, at least not yet. All I know is that I don't trust him," answered Jason wearily. He did not want to fight with Sam, even if she was determined to fight with him.
Sighing, Sam pushed away from the couch. "Fine, until you are ready to tell me, I think I'm going to be staying at Kelly's. Mike will give me a room," she said as she walked toward the stairs.
Jason grabbed her arm and pulled her close to him. Not letting her say anything else, he brought his lips to hers in a searing kiss.
Sam was surprised by the kiss and her fists began to pound against his chest as she tried to fight him off, but the kiss was too powerful and she found herself not wanting to fight him as she grabbed onto his shirt and kissed him back.
Jason plunged his tongue into her mouth when he felt it open for him. Lifting her up, Jason carried her to the couch, set her down and settled his body over hers, letting his hands run through her sable hair.
Moaning into his mouth, Sam ran her hands through his hair pulling him closer to her. In the months following Michael's return they had not been close like this. Sam had missed being in Jason arms and now that she was, it made her burn for him even more. Pushing her own tongue into his mouth Sam opened her legs to him pulling Jason closer to her.
Jason needed to touch her, to feel his skin against hers. Quickly and expertly, Jason pulled her shirt over her head, momentarily breaking the kiss as his hands moved over the thin lace of her bra, feeling her nipples hard and push against the material into his palms.
Sam arched her back against his hands her body shivering at his touch. He was the only one that could do that to her. All the men she had been with in the past had always gotten what they wanted - their pleasure and then they were gone. Jason was always tender and caring, but something was different this time, and he was anything but tender. Sam wasn't complaining.
Jason bent his head and sucked the hard nipple into his mouth through the material of her bra. When she arched up again, Jason reached behind her back and flicked the clasp open, pulling the bra from her body sharply and tossing it to the side. He then returned his attention to her full and rounded breasts.
"Jason!" Sam cried out as she pulled his head toward her breasts her own head falling back as the passion took over. Everything Sam was feeling about Jason and his jealousy toward Dr. Thomas flew right out the window.
Jason moved lower down her body, kissing, licking, sucking and biting every inch of exposed skin. When he reached the waistband of her low-rise jeans, Jason pulled the snaps loose and the zipper down. Continuing to move his mouth lower, Jason slid the jeans from her hips, leaving only the thin scrap of material that served as her panties.
Sam raised her hips to allow him to pull her jeans off her body as she moaned at the feel of his lips and hands on her. She then sat up as she reached for his shirt ripping it off his body as she pulled her legs apart further her lips attacking his neck, nipping at the sensitive skin.
Jason moaned into her flesh as he tore the thin material of her panties away, his mouth closing over her as he slid a finger deep into her.
Falling against the couch, Sam cried out moving her body toward his mouth her arms flung above her head to grab onto the couch. "God..." she moaned. "Jason!"
Restraining her hips with his free hand, Jason increased the thrusts of his finger, adding another one as he closed his mouth of her sensitive bud.
Arching her back against the sensations he was creating in her body, Sam cried out again as she felt the fire beginning to spread throughout her.
Feeling the movement of her body, Jason took her bud in between his teeth, sucking hard as he added a third finger.
"Jason I can't-" she cried out and before she could stop him or herself she fell over the edge crying out again as she came against his fingers long and hard.
Leaving her still shaking, Jason stood and removed his jeans and boxers. Then he returned to her, pulling her up and into his arms. Sitting on the couch, Jason maneuvered Sam so she was now straddling his lap. Putting his hands on her hips, Jason started to lower her onto him, groaning as he slid into her inch by inch.
Grabbing onto his shoulders, Sam moaned as she felt him enter her and pushed her hips down on him bringing him further inside of her. After a moment she opened her eyes and then lifted herself, her knees digging into the couch until only the tip of him was left inside of her before she fell back down onto his lap, moaning as he filled her again.
Jason growled as he let his head drop back onto the cushion behind him. His hands moved from her hips and up her body, cupping her firm breasts again.
"Oh...yes...Jason," moaned Sam as she moved herself up and down on him, her body increasing the movements with each thrust she made.
Leaning forward, Jason caught a nipple into his mouth again, biting down onto it gently as he lifted his hips to meet hers.
Sam's head fell back as she arched her back as the thrusts became hard and fast running her hands up and down his chest, her nails digging slightly into his skin.
Jason could feel her tightening around him. He moved a hand in between them and moved his thumb over her in time to their thrusts, hearing her moans get louder.
"Jason...oh," she moaned as she moved her hips faster knowing that she was getting close as she tightened herself even more over him. Opening her eyes, Sam looked at him, biting her bottom lip as she moved faster. She knew he was close too.
"Let go baby," he growled, increasing all of his movements.
At his words, Sam couldn't hold on any longer and cried out as she fell over the edge again. As her body shook from the intensity of the orgasm she buried her head in his neck as she felt him come inside of her.
Jason pulled her close to him, holding her tight as his body spasmed into her, filling her as he wrapped his hand in her long hair.
It took a few minutes for her body to stop shaking and another couple for her to look at him as tears ran down her face. Sam looked into his eyes and smiled.
"I love you Samantha," Jason said as he wiped her tears away. "Never doubt how much I love you."
More tears fell as she ran her hand down his face. "I love you too Jason. You've been there for me through everything. Losing Sonny, then Lila - you made me a better person. You made me trust. You made me love and I'm always going to be grateful to you for that." Her voice then broke as she ran her other hand down his cheek. "I love you so much."
He had expected to meet his daughter when they arrived at the Metro-Court only to find out that the little ten year old girl had escaped the nanny unnoticed. Lorenzo smiled as he shook his head, his hands running over his tired face as he made it back home. If her actions were proof enough, this little girl was going to be a handful. Getting out of the car he followed one of his many guards to the door. Once in the house, he took off his jacket throwing it onto the couch as he stretched his tired and aching muscles. Walking to the bar he poured himself a drink. His aged bourbon.
Sighing Lorenzo turned to sit back down on the couch only to see a little girl sitting already sitting there, her eyes wondering over him curiously. He realized then that this was Jodie – his daughter. "How did you get past the guards?" he asked. It was the only thing he could say.
"Easily," she said getting up from her seat, her eyes on him as she looked at him. Jodie almost smiled as she looked at Lorenzo. So that was where she got her blue eyes from, and by the look he was giving her, she knew he was curious as to why she was here and how she found a way into his house. "I came here to meet my father," she said. "And I found him."