Let's just put it this way- There is no Craig/Jerry going on and Amelia is just a producer not a crazy plottin' on Sam and the baby is going to be Jacob Alan… I like the Jacob (even if it's referring to a bar in this case), but Alan after the obvious- Alan Quartermaine…

FYI… I'm not a doctor, so the medical knowledge should be ok for "soap opera" drama

Chapter 3

Rubbing a hand over his tied eyes, Jason entered the penthouse. It was dark and silent, and for a moment he thought Sam had stayed in Manhattan another night.

But, then he saw her sitting quietly on the couch.

"Hey."

"Hi, I got in earlier than I planned, so I was going to surprise you, but you weren't here." Sam said as she got off the couch and moved toward him.

When Jason didn't immediately say anything she sighed, "I also called your cell phone several times, but you didn't answer. Is something going on?"

"Why would you think that?" Jason stalled for time. He had been dreading this conversation for months and right now he was just too tired and worried to make sure he handled this situation right.

"Well, Elizabeth Spencer called here looking for you… twice. It seems Lucky took off and she is desperate to talk to you. She seemed to think you might be at the hospital."

"I was. Did she say why Lucky left?"

"No, but she didn't seem too concerned. I kind of got the impression that she didn't know where he went, or if he would come back. Doesn't that seem odd to you? I mean, why would he take off when their child is going to be born any day now?"

"Elizabeth had the baby two days ago." Jason turned and walked over to the bar and poured himself a glass of whiskey.

"Oh, well, that's good. So do you have a son or daughter?" Sam asked coming up to stand behind Jason.

Putting the glass down without even taking a swallow Jason slowly turned. "I have a son. How long have you known the baby was mine?"

"Well, at first I believed you… you said the baby was Lucky's and I was so desperate to believe it that I didn't even doubt it. But, then Elizabeth kept coming around, finding excuses to call you, and she was always watching you… rubbing her stomach and watching you… and I knew… a woman notices these things. What I want to know, no, what I need to know is when you found out, I mean, were you even going to tell me?"

Jason tried to feel sympathy as he took in the glassy shine of tears in Sam's eyes but he couldn't. His mind was working quickly and he wondered, if he said hadn't known or if Elizabeth hadn't told him, would Sam have said anything to him at all? Thinking about the things Sam had said and done throughout the whole conversation, the warning bells in his head began to go off. He knew when she was lying.

"I hadn't planned on telling you because I was never supposed to claim him, he was going to be raised by Elizabeth and Lucky and no one was going to know he was my child. If you would have told me when you found out then the last two months wouldn't have been hell on earth. You knew didn't you… forget the bullshit!" Jason bellowed as Sam tried to interrupt, a guilty flush climbing her neck.

"I was willing to sacrifice my own son, my flesh and blood, so that you wouldn't be hurt… that is the only reason… to hell with Lucky! I could've convinced Elizabeth to let me claim my son… but you… if I hadn't found out… you weren't planning on telling me were you." Jason stated calmly… his anger just barely hidden under the surface.

"I don't know… I was so hurt, but at first I dealt with it… and then I found out I couldn't have a child of my own… I didn't want to adopt and I didn't want you to have the child of another woman… If I couldn't have children, then neither could you…" She raised her chin in defiance and it was at that moment Jason realized that he had only be going through the motions for months. Any love he had felt for her had died the night she screwed Ric.

"So this was revenge?" Jason asked quietly.

"No… I don't know. I was hurt Jason. I couldn't think straight, but now… now we both know about the baby and we can work things out… there are no more secrets or lies between us." Sam pleaded as tears started trickling down her face.

"Us? There is no "us". Whatever the hell we were, or whatever was left of what we were, it ended the second you found out about my child and didn't tell me… It's over, we are over. Now, I am tired and I need to take a shower… when I come back down stairs, I want you gone… I don't care where the hell you go… just go. I'll have your stuff sent to Alexis' house."

Jason turned and walked away letting the cries and sobs of the woman he had once loved with all his heart fall on deaf ears and the sad thing was, it didn't hurt as much as he thought it would.

Carly struggled to open her eyes. "Jase?" She mumbled weakly.

Her eyes began to focus, but she didn't need to see to know she was alone. He had left her. She had taken a bullet for him and he had left her.

Something wasn't right… she couldn't seem to focus on anything and the room was fading in and out. Where was everyone?

"Hey… Carly." Jax called out to her as he walked into the room.

"They are going to move you, so I am only going to talk for a second. When you wake up again I'll be right there with you ok, so just go back to sleep, sweetie." Jax murmured trying to sooth her.

"Jason?" She asked feebly. Talking seemed to take a lot of effort.

"Jason? I haven't seen him. I've been waiting out in the waiting area for three hours by myself… Do you want me to call him?"

Carly tried to shake her head, but it seemed too heavy, "Hot… so hot…"

Jax frowned; the room was freezing to him. Taking his hand and laying it against her cheek he jerked back in reaction. She was burning up… could an infection spread so fast?

"Nurse! Carly? Baby, no you're going to hurt yourself! NURSE!!" Jax started yelling for the nurse as Carly started to struggle out from underneath the covers…

She was so hot! She had to get out of here… she was going to be burnt alive.

"JASON! HELP! JASON!" She started screaming… in her mind, chains were keeping her from being able to escape, she couldn't see Jax or the two nurses running into the room. The heat and the pain from her struggles blinding out all sense of reason she screamed in agony for Jason to save her.

"Where's the sedative? Call Dr. Quartermaine stat… she has a high temperature and she's ripping her sutures…" the nurse screamed to a third nurse standing just outside the door.

Carly never even noticed her husband or the nurses staring at her in concern. The drugs hit her IV fast and a wave of calm swept over her.

Sobbing quietly she mumbled, "He said he wouldn't leave…"

"I'm right here, honey." Jax croaked as he was overcome with fear for his wife.

After speaking with Dr. Quartermaine the nurse ran back into the room to confer with the other two nurses for a moment and then as if a switch had been turned they sprang into action.

"Mr. Jax, your wife might have damaged the sutures inside as well as the outside. Dr, Quartermaine is going to meet us in the OR and she's going to see what's going and why she's spiking a fever… we'll let you know as soon as we find something out."

Giving him a sympathetic look they quickly wheeled the sedated woman out of the room leaving a distraught husband standing there helplessly.

"So he left you this note?" Emily asked as she scanned the paper in her hand.

"I can't blame him, can I? I mean, he's hurt and being around me and the baby, seeing us with Jason is just going to make things worse. I never meant to hurt him, but in a way I'm a really glad he found out…"

"Stop for a second, you just recommitted to Lucky… wedding and all. You stood in front of your friends and family and pledged your love to him and now it's like you could care less if he were here or not. Nothing about this is good." Emily just kept staring at her friend as if she was crazy…

"I do love Lucky…I just want what's best for the baby. Lucky isn't willing to accept the fact that Jason is the father…" Finally as if she couldn't even follow her own logic Elizabeth let her emotions explode, "Well what the hell do you want me to do? What can I do because the damage is done? Lucky is probably off scoring some pills as we speak."

"I don't know Elizabeth…" Emily paused to listen to the announcement being sent over the intercom.

Code Blue… SICU… Code Blue…

"What? What's going on?" Elizabeth sniffled.

"Nothing… I'll be back…" Emily hit the door at a run. She crossed her fingers and said a quick prayer… Please don't let something have happened to Carly… Jason will never forgive me.

Emily pumped into Jax as she made it to the Waiting Room.

"What's going on?" She gasped out of breath.

"I don't know… something happened… they were getting ready to move her and… God, I can't lose her…" Jax broke off and went to stare out the window.

Emily went over to the nurses' station seeking answers.

"What is going on with Carly Cori- I mean Carly Jax?"

"All I know is that there have been complications… which could mean one of two things, one, she's bleeding inside, two, infection, or three she's just not going to make it." The nurse said as she moved to answer the ringing phone.

Emily grabbed her cell phone and quickly dialed Jason's number.

Come on… Come on… you have to pick up…

As Sam moved to walk out the door the sound of the phone stopped her. To hell with it she thought… It's probably Elizabeth about the baby… and closing the door behind her she left the penthouse for the last time.

I am not going to completely hate on Elizabeth because I like her with Lucky (when they wrote him well)… we'll see how far this story goes.