Should she have any feelings for him?

It probably wasn't the greatest idea. His name was associated with the murder of her cousin's lover and the shooting of her ex-lover's son. But, she couldn't deny the obvious connection she felt with the man. You know, lonely soul with lonely soul. Maybe they could be friends one day, god knows she needed one. And who knows, maybe with their corresponding personalities, they could go on talking forever.

There was of course, the twisted family factor. She had the overbearing mother, horny stepfather, delusional cousin, and two sisters. His consisted of a cold hearted father, another annoying Lansing to deal with, and a very promiscuous sister. But it was that very sister and hers, who were their saviors in life. She saw how he would annihilate someone if they screwed with his sister, and she would do the same for hers. After all, they were the only people that would love them, no matter what.

They weren't original citizens of Port Charles so, naturally, they were the usual suspects. No matter what the crime, their past was the first shred of evidence used against them. There was no room for redemption for the black sheep of the town. None at all. He was accused of murdering Georgie, Emily and kidnapping and shooting Michael. She could understand that angered look plastered on his face wherever he went. These accusations thrown at him were getting annoying, she should know; she had her fair share of them thrown at her face. Conceiving on purpose, kidnapping Sonny's kids, and faking an attack just for Lucky's attention. Those audacious comments were thrown at her and like him, she had acted out in anger against them. But there was always someone behind this maniac uproar and that was a sore spot shared between her and him.

Sonny and Jason.

She had known them for years, being Jason's fiancée. She learned to like Sonny over time, even though he had wanted to keep their baby a secret. And of course, she loved Jason with all her heart, but his recent lying ways literally broke her apart. She had sheltered a growing hatred for him and the mob boss who defended his actions no matter what. He on the other hand, had only dealt with them for months, and had somehow harbored more hate for them than she could ever imagine. From what she had heard, Sonny used him as bait, threatened the sacred sanctity that was his family, and even ordered a hit on him for false accusations. Jason just followed Sonny like a long lost puppy. That annoyed the hell out of her and Johnny. If he ever came knocking at the door, looking for ways to bring them down, she would gladly help.

Of course, how could she forget the other binding factor between them? The one that made their hearts harden at the thought of it. They had relationships with the Spencer clan.

Was it a mistake?

He had willingly given his heart out to someone who would listen to him talk. Something she was sure he didn't do very often and of course she listened. But, she always had a light in her heart for someone else, Logan. That's why he pushed her away, even though he had that tough 

exterior covering most of his body, that small soft spot couldn't take the hurt any more. Eerily like her and Lucky. Lucky would never admit he still loved Liz but, Sam could clearly see it in the way he spoke about her, the way he defended her no matter what. She didn't expect him to drop her like that but, when he actually comprehended Liz's lies over hers, she distanced herself for the well being of both of them. He did that too, distancing himself for Lulu. He needed time to comprehend what was going on around him, before he did something foolish to break his heart even more.

Finally, the last thing she could think of. It was not something resentful or cheerful. Happy or hateful. The day she lost her daughter and he lost his mother, was the day they lost their leading ladies. There was a part of her heart that was missing, but was filled with pain of knowing her daughter could've survived today if she had done this or that. She was positive that Johnny must have felt this way when his mother died for him. Something probably could've been done that night she was shot. Maybe if he was a bit older, a bit wiser, he could've saved her. But like her daughter, his mother was gone. No was to resurrect them from the dead and show them what they had turned out to be.

Wiping the fresh tears from her face, she got up from the table outside and forced her weight onto her favorite accessory, her cane. It was good for Sam to get out and have a moment to herself but, it was even better to sulk about the past with a famous cup of Kelly's hot chocolate with whipped cream. The whipped cream made it a little less painful.

Opening the door to the restaurant, she noticed the dull darkness in the corner of her eye. Turning around, she saw the lone table in the corner. No fancy light fixture hanging above it, just a lone table with a cup of coffee and Johnny Zacchara sitting right behind it. She saw him glance up into her eyes and all she could do was smile at the awkward yet pleasing situation.

She was surprised when he smiled back.

Making her way over to Mike's counter, she waited a trivial amount of time before a waitress brought out her hot chocolate, with the whipped cream of course. Glancing around for a chair to rest her legs, she spotted none. All filled up by the gossiping members of Port Charles. Taking one last look around, she spotted a chair right at Johnny's table. So she forced her weight on her cane one more time, making her way towards the table slowly before asking,

"May I take a seat here?"

All he could do was nod and smile.

Ok, thank Ku-chyan for starting me up on this idea. Now, I'm debating something right now. Should I add another chapter here? You know, just one final chapter of them interacting?



And if you are interested, do you want a story with them as an actual couple? (elviscole213 made me think of it).

Please respond soon! I am misguided without your answers (and reviews)