Is he dead?" Carly asked for the up teenth time. She still had the pan held tightly in her hands like a baseball bat as we hovered over Franco's unconsicious body. Michael entered the room saw Franco and gawked for a short moment before pulling out his cell phone.
"Should I call Milo and Max to come and get him?"
"No!" Carly exclaimed, then she looked at me "or yes?"
I shook my head, and stood up "No"
"So call Jason?"
"No Call nine one one nothing was going down illegally here he broke in and tried to kill me-us- and we protected our selves. Call nine one one"
"Wow this is a first for the family" Michael joked.
"Do you think this is funny Michael? He could have killed Sam, Jocelyn, you any of us!" Carly yelled at Michael you could see the frustration in her eyes. It must be hard to raise two sons who so much want to be just like their father.
"Mom that's not what I was saying at all"
"Call nine one one Michael" Carly ordered, looking away. The way she had been looking at her son said a million things. She saw her son and immediately saw a soon to be Sonny. The tears that swam at the bottom of her eye didn't have anything to do with Franco.
As I waled into the PCPD in handcuffs no less (Mac was proving to be more of a jackass every time I met him) Alexis walked in with Kristina looking for a umbrella when she saw me it was lifke her eyes changed and she became a flesh eating lawyer again.
"What's going on?"
"Franco broke into Carly's house and attackedus but some how I'm the suspect and Franco's the suspect and oh Carly is too"
Alexis rolled her eyes and exhaled tiredly, "Where is he any way?"
"Can you help her mom?" Krista asked her mom hopefully.
She rubbed the top Kristina's head "I'm going to try" Alexis replied, she began digging into her pruse for her Black Berry.
The officer put me into a holding cell any way after processing me. I was freezing, having a head ache from hell, and hoping like hell I was getting out soon. No luck at all, ALexis couldn't get me out even though Mac and I both knew I was innocent he just had a grudge agaisnt any one who was related to Jason or Sonny in any way. After no sleep and a aching neck I wasn't in the mood to play nice. Lucky was the officer to let me out in the morning after it was confirmed that Carly and I had been the victim. Why hadn't Carly been locked up? Mac was probably afraid of Diane Miller's wrath. Lucky began to apologize for Mac but I quieted him with a dismissive wave of my hand.
"Don't make up excuses for him Lucky he knew I was innocent and startign forming lies about evidence he didn't even have! He better be happy I don't sue him" The place was oddly vacant. There wasn't an officer in sight. "Where is every one?"
Lucky looked at his shoes "They are out looking for Franco"
"What?" I rushed over to the first desk I could reach and called Sonny "Sonny? This is Sam is Carly with you?"
"Yeah what's going on?"
I glared over at Lucky "They didn't tell you? Franco escaped"
"He escaped? Figures with Mac running things over there"
"Just keep an eye out on your family Sonny, I'm going to call Jason" I hung up and called Jason he didn't answer on the first ring, second, third or fourth. I gave up and placed the phone on the base. That's what I realized what must have happened. Franco had taken Jason. No way would've Jason let me sit in jail over night. No way would he not have caleld or sent Diane to get me out. No way would Jason not be with Sonny right now.
"What's wrong, Sam?" Lucky grabbed me by the shoulder so I wouldn't fall.
"I think , no I'm sure that Franco has Jason"
"How can you be sure?"
"Because I can feel it! And I just know that Jason would've tried to see me here and with iane he woul-He's not answering his phone, it's Franco, that sico has him" I felt like my breath was beign sucked right from my lungs. I wasn't sure what I should do first. There was so many possibilities.
"Come one sit down we can talk about his" Lucky advised, pushing a chair in back of me.
The rang and impusively I answered, "Hello?"
"Sam! It's me Franco! How are you?" Franco sounded mroe excited than a Justin Bieber fan.
"I'm doing wonderful, how's your head?"
"I have a concussion, I'm thinking about giving Jason one. Kind of like matching tattoo's but worser." Franco teased, laughing at himself.
"I'm going to find you Franco"
He paused "Sorry that was me shivering. Shit Sam you sound like you mean it"
"I do"
"Wow just wow I came to Port Charles for Jason but I think should of had my sights on you"
"Too late huh?" We were playing a game of cat and mouse and the more we talked the more I found that Franco sounded sure of him self, like he had me right where he wanted me.
"Not entirely Let's meet up at the docks. Come alone or I'll push this large button on this really shiny device. THe button is really red too. Sam I love big shiny things. Makes me want-"
"What time?" I didn't want to hear him monologuing.
"It's not nice to interrupt some one when they're talking . It's rude. Be there at midnight. Oh and wear something nice" Franco added, hanging up on me.
"Your going to need help Sam"
"Not from you. Your a cop and all the police is going do is get Jason killed. I'll handle it"
"That's what's wrong with you all. You beleive that your all replica's of super man, you can't save the world Sam"
"I'm not trying to save the world Lucky, I'm going to save my boyfriend"
"You know what I mean Sam" Lucky snapped.
"Yeah and I don't care"
I wasn't sure if I should've told Sonny and Carly about Jason all Carly would do was over react along with Sonny and that's not what I needed. Instead I called Spinelli telling him to trace the calls from the PCPD call lines this morning. He agreed keeping this from Sonny was the best idea. I wasn't going to meet Franco on the docks, without knowing more about him. I don't know how far he went into clearing his name but we were going to find out pretty was doing the ultimate of a back ground check. Without Spinelli I don't think that tonight would end well. He was definitely an essential for this life, a life that I was beginning to doubt every day.
Spinelli found a alias of Franco's renting storage container forty five minutes away. It was almost dark when I received this information, if Jason was being held there I had to hope that Franco hadn't come by sooner to pick him up or that he didn't have any muscle guarding it. Spinelli had hacked the database receiving the storage container's I.D number and P.I.N. The place was deserted; it was so quiet that I felt like I was deaf. Walking even more noisily so the chill that was stuck to my neck would go away. Spinelli had explained how to find the container but I still got lost. And when I finally did find the rusted grey container I was even more anxious than I expected.
No sound came from inside. Taking a deep courage seeking breath I tapped in the P.I.N number and pulled the creaking door open and was knocked on my ass quicker than I could blink. Strong, calloused hands wrung around my neck, squeezing like they were trying to pop my head off.
"Die!"
I blinked out the fuzzy little stars and looked up at Jason "It's me!" Jason looked the same, no bruises or blood but at the same time his eyes looked eerily darker. He didn't stop at my words so I began punching him in the chest, kicking my legs up at him screaming at the top of my lungs.
That's when he finally looked at me, looked at me and let go "Oh my god Sam. I'm so sorry"
I rubbed my neck "It's alright. We have to go; he'll probably be coming to get you soon." Jason apologized the entire way to the car then the whole ride to Sonny's. Yeah I got the jest. He was sorry. He thought I was Franco, he attacked. I got it already.
"So you want to call the police again?" Michael asked flabbergasted.
I nodded my head "I sure do"
Sonny shrugged his shoulders like an old man; eyeing a cup of empty bourbon "I think it's a good idea" It's a change of pace having the mob king agree with taking help from the cops.
"We're doing it the legal way. The right way" I said to Michael the boy has been surrounded by violence his entire life he needed to know that everything wasn't black and white. After calling the cops and informing anonymously from my private call about a crazy looking guy at the docks who looked similar to Franco I decided that I needed to go home. Jason was coming home with me.
I was taking a well needed shower when Jason joined me; his nakedness wasn't even a shock to me not even a blush on my cheeks. I was way too tired. Rather than rebuke him from the shower I handed him a soap lathered rag to wash my back.
"Jason?" I whispered, I barely wanted to talk any more I just wanted peace and quiet.
"Hmm?"
"I want to take some time off from guarding Carly, the job is becoming more overwhelming than I thought it would be"
Jason bent down and kissed the spot below my ear "Take as much time you want, as long as it's with me."
I giggled, "I think I can do that"
Jason hugged my naked body to his more firmly, his erection pressed into my back. I was feeling better by the second