Just a side note: I know this idea is WAY WAY out there. But seeming as I love Shih Tzus, I figured this story would really keep me writing for a while and I wouldn't get that Writer's Block. I hope you will still enjoy it though.

Chapter One:

"Well Joey, welcome to Port Charles," Sam McCall smiled at her Shih Tzu, "Let's see if Kelly's is still even open."

The little silver and white dog barked as if replying which caused Sam to laugh. As Sam saw that the diner was still open, she smiled and parked the car. She crawled out telling Joey to stay and closed the door. She took a deep breath and began making her way to the entrance to Kelly's.

As Sam entered the diner, she smiled. It had been twelve years and nothing had changed. She saw Mike Corbin at the front counter and walked up to him, "Hi Mike."

Mike looked up and gasped, he'd know the woman in front of him anywhere, "Samantha?"

Sam nodded and smiled, "Yeah Mike. It's me. Sam McCall."

"Oh my goodness! Sam!" Mike exclaimed as he walked around the counter and hugged Sam.

Sam laughed through tear filled eyes. She missed Mike a lot. He was always like an uncle to her.

When they broke apart, he looked at her, "So, are you going to tell me what happened to you or am I never going to know?"

"Well," Sam began as she filled Mike in on the whole story of the past twelve years, neither one noticing a tall, dirty blond, blue eyed man entering the diner.

As Sam finished up her story, Mike looked up at Jason and then back down at Sam, "Uh, sweetheart, I've got to get an order placed. Give me one minute okay?"

"Oh Mike as much as I would love to stay, my baby girl is in the car waiting for me to come back," Sam replied.

"Well okay then. Do you have a place to stay yet though?" Mike asked, concerned.

Sam nodded as she pulled out a piece of paper and wrote down the address to her new home, "Yep. I already bought a place on the outskirts of town. All the dogs will be arriving in a week or so. Which means I've got a lot of time to get the house prepared for them."

Mike laughed, "Okay. You make sure to stop back okay?"

"Of course," Sam replied as she spun around in her stool and got down and almost falling down as she looked into the familiar blue eyes of the boy she knew twelve years ago.

Jason looked at her, worried. This woman in front of him seemed a little stunned or something, which was the common reaction from a lot of people who knew he was Sonny Corinthos' hit man.

Sam forced a smile as she said, "Hi Jason."

He looked at her, "How do you know my name?"

"Jase, it's me Sam McCall."

Jason shook his head, "I'm sorry but I don't know that name."

"Oh I get it, since I left Port Charles, you're going to act like you don't know you're best friend?" Sam said as the tears in her eyes began to fall.

Before Jason could reply, Sam ran out of the diner and to her car. She quickly unlocked the car door and climbed in. Joey looked at her and began to whimper.

"Oh Baby Doll. It's okay. Momma's just a little upset," Sam said, acting as if the dog could understand.

Joey crawled into Sam's lap and lied down, causing Sam to smile. The dog knew how to make her smile, she'll give her that. She started the car and pulled out of the parking space and headed back to her new home.

Jason sat at the stool that Sam McCall had vacated. The name sounded so familiar but he couldn't remember where he had heard it from, so he decided to ask Mike about her.

"Hey Mike, do you have a minute?" Jason asked.

Mike nodded, "Sure Jason. What's on your mind?"

"Who is that Sam McCall? Did I know her before my accident or something?"

"Yes you did Jason. Samantha McCall was your best friend fourteen years ago," Mike sighed as he looked down at the counter.