Chapter 17

She had hardly opened the door before he was on her, fusing his lips to hers. The kiss wasn't gentle, they never were. He took control of her mouth, pulling her against him and squeezing her in a tight embrace.

She kissed him back with as much intensity. She needed this. After the disappointment of all that she had planned she needed a release and Lucky Spencer was the perfect man for that.

That was, of course, until she got Jason back.

Pulling away from Lucky, Sam gasped for breath and planted her hand against his chest as he tried to pull her back towards him.

"I don't want to talk right now," Lucky said, ignoring her hand. "Make me forget first, and then you can tell me whatever the hell you called me over here for."

Sam backed up. Even though she wanted nothing more than to be with Lucky at that moment, she had a plan to set in motion, "This has to stop."

Lucky stared at her, his eyes widening in anger. "You called me all the way over here to tell me that you wanted to end this?"

She took a deep breath, acting like the perfect submissive woman. It hadn't taken her long to know that's what Lucky liked. He wanted a woman who would do whatever he said, whenever he said it. She could do that. "I'm sorry," her voice cracked. "You've been great but something's changed."

"What?" he snapped annoyed.

"I'm pregnant," she whispered as her gaze locked on the floor. Her head snapped up at his curse.

"You've got to be fucking kidding me!"

His eyes were wild, his stance rigid. Sam took a step back, telling herself it was the act but knowing there was a part of her that was a little fearful, "It's not yours."

His eyes widened. "How can it not be mine? We've been slee—"

"The baby's Jason's," she announced and continued before he could interrupt her. "We were together before we came home and your girlfriend got to him." Bitterness laced her words.

"Jason's the father? How can you be sure?"

Sam sighed, wiping her hands against her mouth before she dropped them to her sides, "I went to the clinic and they told me that my conception date was a couple of weeks before we started sleeping together." It was a lie, of course.

Relief made Lucky's body relax. "Good," he sighed, smiling. "That would have been a mess if it turned out differently."

"It could turn out differently," she whispered. When Lucky's smile faltered and he only continued to stare at her, confused, she stepped forward. "Jason and Elizabeth have been spending a lot of time together. If we continue to let them get close, we'll lose them."

"I'm not going to lose Elizabeth."

"Are you sure about that?" she asked with urgency. "Elizabeth's in an emotional state right now and Jason's just the guy for her to lean on. He'll listen to her and she'll fall right into his arms. We," she gestured back and forth between them. "We have to make sure that doesn't happen."

As much as Lucky didn't want to believe her, he'd seen it with his own eyes. This wasn't the first time that Elizabeth and Jason got close. Years ago it almost ruined their relationship. "What do you want me to do?"

"First," she smiled, moving closer to him until she could run her hands up his chest. "I want to get back to what we were doing when you first got here. This may be our last time together after all. Then, we'll plan how we're going to keep them apart."

Standing on her tiptoes, Sam placed her mouth against Lucky's hard enough to hide her smile.

He was playing right into her hands.

Before Jason could answer Sonny, before he could even think about what Sonny had said, his phone rang. "Yeah?" he answered.

"Hey, it's me. Do you think you could come by?"

"Yeah, I'll be right there."

"Jason?"

"Hmm?"

"Bring your bike."

Hanging up the phone, Jason turned his head to look at Sonny. "I have to go."

"Was that Elizabeth?"

Since she sounded urgent, like she needed him as quickly as possible, Jason began to walk out of the room without looking back. Absently, he answered Sonny, "Yeah."

Using the side of his thumb to scratch his eyebrow, Sonny took a step toward Jason's retreating figure. "Is she ok?"

"I don't know."

Elizabeth was already waiting for him outside when he showed up at her apartment. She didn't give him a chance to dismount before she grabbed the helmet on the back of his bike and mounted up behind him. Placing her arms tightly around his middle, she rested her cheek on his back and whispered, "Take me to Vista Pointe."

Elizabeth didn't allow herself to enjoy the ride. She kept her head against his back, her arms wrapped around him, savoring his strength. She needed that, strength, someone to lean on.

And she knew she could get it from Jason, even if he didn't remember much about their past.

When they finally arrived at Vista Pointe, Elizabeth dismounted first then began the walk up to the stairs to their spot. They hadn't been there for a long time, she hadn't thought of it as their spot for a long time, but being there with him, she knew it was still theirs and always would be.

She sat down on the bench, waited for Jason to sit next to her. She knew he wouldn't pry her for information even though he was worried. He would let her tell him what was wrong, what she called him for.

Taking in a deep breath, Elizabeth stared off into the distance. "Jax came by right before I called you," she swallowed hard, feeling Jason's gaze on her profile. "He wanted to talk to me about having a memorial for our daughter."

He continued to look at her, not saying a word but taking her hand in his, squeezing gently to let her know he would wait for her to continue.

"I hadn't even thought of it."

He didn't like the anger in her tone, like she was blaming herself somehow. "You were going through a lot."

"I still should have thought about saying goodbye to my daughter," she bit out in anger toward herself, not Jason. "This hurts so much and the one person I should be able to lean on, the one man who should be there for me isn't."

Her throat grew scratchy as her eyes filled with tears. "I'm hurting so much inside and all I want is for Lucky to be there for me but he would rather fight with me about you." She turned to look at him. "I thought everything was going good between me and Lucky before my accident. But after you left earlier, we got into this huge fight and he basically admitted that he didn't want her.

"I just don't get it," she sniffed, wiping away the tears that fell. "Maybe…maybe we got into a fight before my accident," she whispered as her forehead creased into a frown. "It doesn't make since that I was out that late. Maybe we got into a fight about the baby and I left. Do you think that might be why he's so angry?"

Jason shrugged. "The only way to find out would be to ask him."

"Or remember what happened," she murmured with a droop of her shoulders.

They looked out at the view in silence before Elizabeth turned her gaze back to his profile, noticing the frown marring his normally smooth face. "What's wrong?"

Looking at her, Jason knew now was not the time to tell her what he had just found out. Shaking his head, he lowered his eyes, "Nothing."

"Come on Jason," she urged. Unlike him, she wasn't able to sit and wait for him to open up to her, she was impatient like that. "I know you and I know when something is bothering you. Maybe I could help like you always help me. We both know I talk too much."

"I like to listen to you," he spoke softly as a slow smile tugged at the corner of his lips. He could tell his words affected her when she smiled prettily and sat up straighter.

"Well, I like to listen to you, too. So spill."

Sighing, Jason rubbed his forehead, not wanting to tell her but, for some reason, feeling she had the right to know. "I saw Sam earlier," he paused, not able to look at her. "She told me she's…pregnant." He glanced up at her and immediately wished he could take the words back. The smile she had been wearing, one of the only genuine ones he had seen on her since her accident, disappeared slowly.

Elizabeth sat back, pulling away from him. The thought of Jason being a father, it was something that should have excited her since she knew he would be such a great one, but it saddened her instead. Partly because she had just lost her own child and partly because he was going to be a father to another woman's child.

She shouldn't have felt that way. There was no reason to think that way. It confused her.

Swallowing, Elizabeth smiled tightly, not able to hide her feelings as well as she wanted to. "Congratulations."

"You're… ok?"

"I'm fine," she answered breezily.

"I shouldn't have said anything."

"Really, it's ok. I'm glad you told me. You can talk to me, you know."

He nodded, looking down.

Standing from the bench, Elizabeth walked towards the railing and looked out over the view of Port Charles. She dipped her head, willed the sudden tears that sprang to her eyes away. "What are you going to do," she whispered. "Are you going to get back together with Sam?"

"I should. I know it would be the right thing for the baby, to have two parents together. But it doesn't feel right."

Standing, Jason stepped up behind her but not close enough to touch her. Placing his hands in his pockets, he spoke to her back, "I don't have any feelings for Sam. I tried to at first, when she would tell me about how we were together. But I don't feel. How can I be with her, knowing I don't love her."

"A child deserves to live in a home with parent's who love each other," she whispered. "But, a child can still have a good life if his or her parent's aren't together, as long as the parents love that child." She still didn't turn around but continued to look at the city below. "But who knows, you might fall in love with Sam again."

"I won't."

"You sound so sure."

Not able to explain, not in words, Jason took a step closer, was just about to reach out to her when his vision blurred slightly. Shaking his head, he rubbed his eyes with the heels of his hands. There was no pain, just an uncomfortable ringing that didn't stop until he turned away from Elizabeth.

And it was almost like he was brought back in time.

He could see her, staring up at him. Her hair was shorter and she was wearing a dress. She was looking up at him with something he couldn't define in her eyes, maybe it was love, or maybe it was something that couldn't be described with words. There was a slight sheen in her eyes and before he knew it, he was cupping her face, bringing his lips down to hers.

He could feel it like it was happening to him right at that moment. He had kissed her with such intensity, such need, that he hadn't wanted it to stop, but he knew it had to.

At that time, he knew that he was kissing her goodbye.

Jason shook his head again, wanting to remember the rest of what happened that day, but almost afraid to.

When he had pulled away, she had looked up at him with awe, and then he had walked away. Too afraid to stay and face what had happened.

Jason turned back around to look at Elizabeth, hoping she didn't notice what had happened to him. He didn't want her to make a fuss about going to the hospital, like she always did when he had a memory around her. He just wanted to stay with her with no one else around to bother them.

When she turned around to look at him, Jason knew she hadn't noticed what had just happened. And when she smiled up at him, looking more beautiful than he could remember, Jason also knew that Sonny was right.

He was in love with her.