A/N - HAPPY WEEKEND!
Sam stared at her phone anxiously. She was finally able to get a hold of Spinelli, since he had been out of town and he was going to trace where the text message came from that Drew sent Monica. She had been too antsy to sit at home so she had walked to Kelly's to get some fresh air and to have some distraction.
As Sam sat there sipping her coffee she thought about the last year. It was hard to believe it had been a little over a year since Jason came back and this whole whirlwind of emotions and events had started. She focused her thoughts on the last several months, especially since she had admitted to Drew she still had feelings for Jason. She hadn't wanted him to leave that night, but she realized now that it was unfair of her to think or even expect that he would stay. What if Drew had suddenly told her that he loved Kim still? What would she have done? Sam was upset though, that Drew hadn't really fought for their marriage or their life together. It made her think that he hated her so much that he couldn't see past the anger and wouldn't be able to get past her lie. She could understand his point though, she had married him knowing down deep in her heart that the feelings for Jason still lingered. That wasn't right, she had hurt both men with her denial.
Sam fell deeper in thought as she started replaying the last several month's events over in her head. Her trip to Switzerland where she was supposed to clear her head and then Jason had shown up. How she had stayed back to "help," him and Spinelli, even though she had told Drew that Jason wouldn't be there. That probably seemed like more lies to Drew, Sam thought to herself. Then, every time she saw Drew after that she was with Jason. When Drew asked her if she was going to commit to Jason at their breakup she had told him no, but how could he believe that, since she had been nothing but around the guy since Drew left? "Oh my gosh!" Sam scolded herself quietly, "you just kept hurting him. Why didn't you ever explain anything? How come we never talked about anything?" Sam remembered Drew's letter and how he had told her that he stepped back for her sake, so she could figure things out. "Why didn't I see that, why didn't I make him talk with me?" Sam thought really hard about those words. She could see that she never pushed the issue with Drew because she knew how badly she had hurt him and she didn't want to hurt him anymore. Going over their relationship and what happened with it, seemed like it would just hurt him more so she never tried. "I married him, I was supposed to live the rest of my life with him, I should have tried harder," Sam muttered to herself. I shouldn't have just flung myself into all things Jason, she thought further. She felt guilty. Not guilt about not trying to fix things with Drew, although she did have a part in that, but she felt guilty about Jason. About how she didn't realize that he was indeed still alive and that she went on without him. Not only did she, "go on," without him, but she married his brother and had a child with him, thinking he was Jason. How could I do that to Jason? Sam questioned herself. The things she had been thinking about several days before had re-surfaced. She had seemed so sure about her feelings a few days ago but now she wasn't so sure. She knew that she wasn't ready to give up on Drew, that she still loved him and that he had been the best husband and father she could have asked for, but what about her feelings for Jason? What were they exactly? She couldn't and wouldn't hurt Drew again until she knew for sure.
"Come on Spinelli, please call!" Sam lamented quietly. She just really wanted to find Drew, make sure he was safe and get him back to Port Charles. "I wonder if he'll remember me? God, I hope so…"
Just as Sam began to worry about Drew not remembering her, her cell phone rang. "Thank God," she blurted out. "Spinelli, Hi, thanks so much for getting back to me. So, what did you find?" Sam tapped the table with her fingers as she listened intently to Spinelli on the other end of the phone. She got a perplexed look on her face as he continued to speak and she interrupted him, "wait, what? His cellphone is back on and it's here, in Port Charles?" Sam couldn't believe that Drew was back in town. Why hadn't he contacted her? Why hadn't Monica? She had to figure out what was going on. "Okay, thanks Spinelli, I'll take it from here. Give Georgie a kiss for me." Sam rushed Spinelli off the phone. She didn't have time for any of his ramblings right now, especially since she knew Drew was back in town. She grabbed her jacket off the back of the chair and hurriedly pulled it on. She needed to get to the Quartermaine's, that's probably where Drew would be. She gathered her things off the table and made her way to the door. As she rushed out of Kelly's she decided to try and call Drew, she was very distracted trying to pull up Drew's number and wasn't watching where she was going. Still looking down at her phone she pulled open the door and stepped out into the cold air right into a tall, sturdy figure. Just barely glancing up from her phone she started to apologize, "I am so sor…." Just then she realized who she had just plowed into, it was Drew.
"DREW!" Sam reached up and grabbed his neck and pulled him into a tight hug. "Oh my God, are you okay?" Sam pulled back a little to look him over and see if he looked hurt. When she did she could see it on his face. He looked confused like he didn't know her. "Drew, do you know who I am?" Sam inquires hesitantly, afraid to hear what he had to say.
Drew who had been taken aback by this person grabbing him and pulling him into a hug looked Sam in the face. It was her. At least he thought it was, the woman, the one he'd been dreaming about. Looking at her in the eyes he felt the connection that had been taking over his dreams. He quickly tried to pull up a memory about her, but he couldn't quite grab on to one. However, having seen pictures of her with Scout, he knew, who she was.
"Um, yeah, sure, it's Sam, right?" Drew stammers as he takes a step back from Sam. "You are Scout's mom."
Sam was devastated. He didn't remember her. He barely knew her name. He only knew her as "Scout's mom." Although she was heartbroken, she did not want Drew to see. She didn't want to put any pressure on him. She wasn't sure what the procedure was that he had undergone or what the recovery was and she also didn't want to put her feelings on to him. He needed to feel whatever he felt.
"Yeah, that's right, you and I share a daughter, Scout." Sam looked away from Drew so she could regain her composure. "How long have you been back? Did you see her yet?" Sam, fighting back tears, decided to move the subject to Scout, since even before he had the memory procedure, she was the one thing they could talk about without issue.
"Yeah, I've seen her. She was the first one I saw when I got back. Well, her and Monica. I got back yesterday."
Sam flashed to the message she left for Monica yesterday, asking if she had heard anything from Drew. She wondered why Monica never responded, why wouldn't Monica let her know?
"Oh, good, I'm glad you got to see Scout, she was missing you. And you got to visit with Monica, that's nice." Sam was hoping she was covering her disappointment well and not letting on that she was so hurt that Monica didn't tell her.
"Scout and I had a great time together. We just played toys and "chatted," Drew chuckled. Scouts talking these days was still more like jibberish but it was still a sweet sound to his ear. "Monica and I got to talk for a bit, but she ended up having to handle some emergency at the hospital. I really just kind of spent the evening trying to figure my way around that giant house." Drew smiled and laughed a bit remembering how he kept getting lost every time he left his room last night.
Sam's eyes lit up just a bit realizing Monica had been too busy to tell her about Drew, not that she didn't want to. She giggled a little at Drew talking about getting lost in the mansion.
"Yeah, the Quartermaine mansion can be a bit overwhelming." Trying to find out what he did remember, without actually asking Sam decided to put some of her detective skills to use. "So, are you okay? I know you had the memory mapping reversed, or whatever the term is. Did everything go as expected?" Sam looked up at Drew and resisted the urge she had to touch his face. She was so worried she would never see him again and now there he was standing right in front of her. Suddenly, a cold breeze wafted through and Sam pulled her arms in to her body, folding them across her chest. She cupped her hands together and breathed a rush of hot breath into them for warmth.
"Maybe we should go inside to talk?" Drew suggested, and holds his arm out towards the door to the diner.
"Uh, yeah, that sounds good, it is a little chilly out here." Sam smiles at Drew and turns around to head back inside.
"Sam." Jason calls out as he rounds the corner from the alley.
Sam looks over to see Jason walking up to them. She quickly looks over at Drew to see his reaction. Did he know about his twin brother? How was this going to go she wondered.
"Drew, hey." Jason plainly replies. He walks up and stands right beside Sam, very closely as if he was marking his territory. Sam looks over at Jason and rolls her eyes and shakes her head slightly.
"Wow," Drew sighs, looking closely at Jason. He turns his head back and forth to check out his twin's features. Features that were his not all that long ago, at least it wasn't long ago for him. He still wasn't used to his 'new,' face. "We really did look pretty much identical."
"What?" Jason asks looking perplexed. What was up with Drew, he already knew about all this twin stuff Jason thought to himself.
Sam felt the need to interject quickly. Jason obviously didn't have any idea that Drew had the procedure done.
"Drew, is it okay if we tell Jason about what's been happening?" Sam questioned hesitantly, still not having a good read on the situation.
Drew was standing there, still in awe about how much this guy looked like him, or, how he used to look. He was also getting a weird vibe from this guy, Drew wasn't exactly getting a good first impression. He couldn't put his finger on it, but he just didn't think Jason and him were 'friends'. Realizing that Sam had asked him a question that he hadn't answered he quickly brought himself out of his thoughts.
"Uh, yeah, it's fine. Everyone is going to find out eventually anyway."
Jason looked over at Sam with a perplexed look and then back at Drew. He shrugged his shoulders and held his hands out as if he was silently asking, what was up.
"I, I uh, was able to get the flash drive back and I've had the procedure to re-implant my own memories," Drew explains.
Jason's eyes got really big and a small smirk crept over his face. He looked over at Sam and could see that she seemed a bit upset. He quickly covered his enjoyment before Sam was able to see it.
"You did? That's great. What made you decide to do that, I know you were hesitant." Jason shoved his hands in his pockets while he waited for Drew to answer.
Drew shot an annoyed look at Jason. He quickly flashed back to the memory he had of being held captive and seeing Jason unconscious in a room. He thought about pressing a little further into the memory but remembered how he had gotten the blinding headache before. Not wanting to seem week or frail, he decided to wait for a time away from Jason to pursue those memories.
"I just decided," Drew paused for a moment, tightening his fist to help control his growing anger. "I just decided it was time to discover my past." Drew continued while looking over at Sam. He immediately felt less angry just looking at her. She really was so beautiful. He scanned her up and down, taking in her stunning & delicate features. Worried that he might be staring, Drew quickly looked down when Sam interjected.
"I hope you find what you are looking for," she said with a low breathy tone. Drew's head popped back up with recognition. He had definitely heard that voice before. That tone, it was so sexy. He needed to cool his thoughts before he let them go any further. Quickly glancing over he noticed Jason was looking longingly at Sam and Sam seemed uncomfortable with both men there. He decided to remove himself from the situation. It didn't look like he would be able to speak with Sam privately now anyway, so their talk would have to wait.
"I'm sure I will." Drew dryly replied. "I should probably get back to the house, Monica is most likely there by now and I don't want to worry her any more than I have." Drew took a few steps forward and touched Sam on the arm. "How about a rain-check on that talk?"
"Yes, of course. I'm here for whatever you need," Sam quietly and pleasantly insisted. She was trying to hide her frustration with Jason for having the worst timing. She really wanted to have that one on one talk with Drew, she needed to know what he remembered. It would have to wait, she thought to herself. She could tell Jason wasn't going to leave. He had been doing his 'territorial,' thing since he saw her and Drew talking. She was going to have to figure out what he wanted and speak to Drew later. "Take care and I'll talk to you later."
"See you Sam," Drew smiled sweetly. "Bye Jason," he added gruffly as he turned and walked away.
Jason stepped in front of Sam taking the space that Drew had just occupied. "That's crazy huh? That he got his memories back?"
Sam didn't hear Jason when he began talking to her. She was busy watching Drew walk away. She always did love watching him walk out of a room. He had a very sexy strut that made her weak in the knees.
"Sam? Hey Sam?" Jason inquired. "Are you okay?"
"What, oh um, yeah I'm fine. Sorry, what were you saying?" Sam said, pulling herself out of her distraction.
"I just said that it's pretty crazy that Drew has his memories back now."
"Yeah, that's pretty crazy," Sam glumly retorts. Not wanting to get into this topic with Jason she quickly decides to change the subject. "So, what did you need?"
"What? What do you mean?" Jason asks, forgetting that he had interrupted her and Drew talking. "Oh yeah, I, I just saw you and I thought maybe we could get a cup of coffee. Just catch up a bit? I haven't seen you for a few days."
Now Sam was even more annoyed with Jason's interruption. She tried not to let it visibly show or to hold it against Jason, after all, he didn't know what was happening with Drew and how badly Sam wanted to talk with him. It was probably better this way anyway, this would give Sam a bit of time to regroup and get a better handle on her feelings about Drew. She didn't want to rush into a situation with Drew where she could say the wrong thing. At this point, she just wanted to find out more about the procedure and what to expect. Shaking off her worry about Drew she looked at Jason and headed back towards the door of Kelly's. Jason followed in closely behind her and they sat down at a table near the counter.
Once Sam and Jason were back inside the diner, Drew emerged from around the alley where he had been waiting. He had walked away originally but just couldn't bring himself to leave. He doubled back and was waiting in the alley. He just had to get one more look at her. Just one. The connection he felt for her was so much stronger in person. It took everything inside of him, when they were talking, to not to reach out and grab her and kiss her. It was so strange, he couldn't remember her but he had such strong feelings about her. He stood outside the diner and stealthily caught a glimpse of her sitting at the table inside. As he watched her a fragment of a memory came back to him. It was her standing at the top of a staircase in a white dress. There were other people around but he didn't know who any of them where, accept Monica. Sam was holding a bouquet of flowers and then began to descend the staircase. Was this their wedding? Had they been married? "I think we were," Drew muttered to himself. Although he tried to hold on to it and even remember more of the memory, his mind lost the fragment as quickly as it came. Frustrated Drew growled under his breath and began to intently think to bring back the image. After a few seconds of fixating and trying to get the memory back Drew felt a sharp pain pierce through his head.
"Aagh!" Drew quietly groans. "Damn it!" He could tell he was bringing on another headache. Okay, okay, Drew tells himself, just calm down, remember deep breaths. Drew sat down on the bench. Bent over with this head in his hands, he begins to breathe deeply. With each breath he could feel himself getting more and more relaxed and the pain was dissipating. "Ah, good, seems like it's going away." He waits another minute on the bench making sure that the pain was completely gone. When he stands up to walk away, he takes one last quick peek through the diner window. Sam softly brushes a piece of hair out of her face as she talks to Jason. Everything she did was beautiful. He wished he could talk with her alone right now, just the two of them, but it was probably better that he had to wait. He needed to get his feelings in check. He wondered if he had made a video about Sam. He wondered what he would have said about her. He wasn't sure if he wanted to know. Maybe he shouldn't taint his feelings now with what he felt before? Maybe he should take this as a completely new beginning, boy did he have a lot to think over. Drew walked off towards his car, this time he was ready to leave. Next time he had the chance to talk with Sam he wanted to be ready. Hopefully, it wouldn't be too long before he saw her again.