Thank you for all the wonderful comments! I needed to find some way for Sam to have been the cause of the accident so...that's how it all came about. I also know that the Dog Breeding/Showing career is WAY WAY out there but I love dogs (especially Shih Tzus) so I figured why not. I hope you all will keep reading! Thanks again!

Chapter Three:

"Hi Aunt Krystal. It's Sam. Um, can you call me back? I really need someone to talk to right now and my parents aren't in town like I thought they would be. So, I kind of feel lonely. When you get this, please call me back. I love you," Sam said into the phone and hung up.

Sam felt so lost and her Aunt always helped her to find her way back. The only problem was, Krystal didn't answer the phone. Sam sighed as she collapsed onto her bed. She had cried all the tears she could that afternoon and now she felt so worn. When she heard Joey bark, Sam quickly got up and followed the dog's barks, "Jo Jo, what's wrong girl?"

She heard a soft knock on her front door causing her to pick Joey up and walk towards the door. Sam opened it, faking a smile.

"What the hell are you doing her?" she exclaimed, losing her smile as she saw Jason on the other side of the door.

Jason looked over Sam's petite frame quickly and then looked back into her eyes, "I wanted to talk to you Sam."

"Oh hell no. You sorry son of a bitch. I know I must have hurt you but that doesn't give you the freaking right to act as if you don't know me. Leave me alone. I don't ever want to see you again," Sam yelled as fresh tears began to fill her eyes.

"Please, can we talk?" Jason said, calmly.

Sam shook her head and said in a soft voice, "No Jason. I've got nothing to say to you."

As Jason was about to reply, Sam shut the door before he could see the tears in her eyes fall.

Jason stood at the door, stunned. The conversation had gone totally wrong. He was going to knock again but stopped himself. He slowly turned around and walked back to his car as the thunder from a coming storm rolled.

Sam stood at her window, watching Jason pull out of her driveway. She quickly wiped the tears that had fallen away and collapsed onto the floor, sobbing. Joey walked over to her and crawled into Sam's lap. Sam pulled Joey close to her and cried until eventually, she fell asleep to the sound of the drops of rain.

"God Damn it!" Jason yelled as he entered his penthouse.

He was so angry at himself for not stopping Sam from closing the door. He went to his refridgerator and pulled out a beer. He needed to find some way to get Sam to listen to him. Yeah, he was pissed off at her for being the cause of his accident. But, he didn't remember her. So what did it matter anyway?

The telephone rang, awakening Sam from her nightmare filled slumber. She got up and looked at the caller ID to see it was her Aunt calling her, "Hi Aunt Krystal."

"Oh Baby Doll, what's wrong? You sound terrible," Krystal said, concerned for her neice.

"I saw Jason today."

"Oh?" Krystal replied, "How did it go?"

Sam sighed and wiped away a tear as it began to fall, "He acted as if he didn't know me Aunt Krystal. It hurt me so badly."

"Sweetheart, I'm coming out to Port Charles," Krystal said, trying not to cry. She loved Sam with all of her heart, seeming as she was never able to have a child of her own. Whenever Sam was hurting, Krystal hurt too.

"Aunt Krystal, you don't have to do that. Who's going to take of the dogs anyway?" Sam said.

"Don't worry about the dogs. I'll get someone to take care of them. I'll be taking the first flight out of here," Krystal replied.

Sam smiled through her tear filled eyes, "What did I do tobe blessed with such a great Aunt?"

Krystal laughed, "I don't know Sammie but I'll see you in a few hours."

They hung up and Sam couldn't help but smile. Her Aunt always knew when Sam needed her and was always there. She loved Krystal very much and knew that she would try and help her get over Jason, which was something Sam never wanted to do until that afternoon.

Jason sat on his sofa looking through the photo album marked 'Sam and Jason' that Monica had brought over for him not to long ago. He had told her everything that had happened and Monica couldn't say she wasn't surprised. She knew that things wouldn't go as smoothly as Jason obviously hoped.

As Jason flipped through the album, he smiled as he saw himself at the age of fourteen. He must have been at a party, he figured. On his lap, laughing, sat a girl about the same age. He figured she was Sam. They both looked so happy. He read the caption underneath the picture, it read, 'Sam and Jasn at Sam's Going Away for the Summer Party'.

That picture was the last one in the album, which probably meant, it was their last picture together. Jason closed the album and gently layed it on the coffee table. He had to find some way to get Sam to sit down with him so he could tell her what happened. But, for some reason, Jason didn't know if he could do it. He was angry at her but also felt like he didn't want to hurt her. It would break her heart even more than it was now if she was to find out that she caused his accident.

Jason shook his head and turned on the stairway light as he made his way upstairs to his bedroom. All the while thinking about whether or not to tell Sam the truth.