"You've known since Jake was born." His breathing was shallow, his anger coming to the surface again. He fought to stay calm and composed. "Why didn't you say anything?"

Sam snorted bitterly, shaking her head. "Why didn't I tell you? That's a question I can ask you, Jason. Why didn't you inform me that Saint Elizabeth here had your son!"

"That's enough, Sam! Stop deflecting. For once, tell me the truth!"

"Fine! I knew. I found out when I went to the hospital and found you in Elizabeth's room talking about your big sacrifice. You were just going to keep me in the dark, weren't you? You couldn't trust me with it, or with your son, could you?"

He looked her dead in the eye, a cold-distant expression covering his face.

"No, I didn't trust you, and now I know it was with good reason."

"What the hell are you talking about?"

"Because you could have come to me, and confronted me with it, but instead you decide to scheme and manipulate me into telling you! All those times we conveniently ran into Elizabeth and the boys that was just a scam right, Sam? But you should know about running scams, shouldn't you?"

Sam's face went white as a sheet.

"What are you talking about?"

"When I was in lock up I got a visit from Amelia. She informed me of your past. How you scamming rich men into marrying you and running off with their money. The last time you ended up killing your mark."

"Jason, listen, that was a long time ago-"

"I don't really want an explanation for any of that Sam. That was a long time ago, and I have no right to judge you. What concerns me is how you went about getting me to tell you about Jake. You cried to me about how Alexis manipulated you by not telling you she saw you and Ric together for months, and then you go and do the same thing to me."

Elizabeth couldn't help but comment."Guess the apple doesn't fall too far."

"Just shut up, bitch! You are just eating this up aren't you? All you've wanted was Jason all along, and now you think you can use your brat to trap him-"

Jason heard enough. He swung Sam around by her arm to face him. His grip was tight on her elbow, and he feared if he didn't keep it there, he would do bodily harm to her. He'd never hit a woman before, but the thought held a whole lot of appeal at that moment.

"You call my son a brat again, there won't be enough pieces to identify you." His voice was confident and held the iciness he was notorious for.Sam shook in fear from his words and the look on his face which verified that he was not to be messed with.

"So, that's it? She wins? She keeps your son from you and she winds up the winner? How is that fair, Jason? What about me?!"

Jason looked over at Elizabeth as he spoke."I chose to go along with her about letting Lucky think he's the father. I wanted to see her happy. I might not have even realized why at the time, but I would do anything to keep a smile on her face."

Elizabeth's eyes filled up with tears again, her heart suddenly filling with hope.

He looked back at Lucky, who had been quietly sitting on the coffee table, his head in his hands, obviously trying to process everything. He turned his attention back to Sam.

"I'm sorry that I kept this from you. I'm sorry that you were hurt. I'm not sorry about what happened that night. I'm not sorry that I have a beautiful little boy. I am definitely not sorry that Elizabeth is my son's mother."

He let go of Sam's arm and turned around, catching his breath, not wanting to look at the woman who he'd been with for three years, but never really knew.

"You have until morning to get your stuff and get out. I don't want you here."

"Jason, no! You can't do this Jason!" She went to grab his shoulder, and he spun around quickly catching her arm.

"You don't touch me again. From here on out, we are nothing to each other. Sonny seems to think you need to be taken care of, that being with him really was a scam. I'm not sure about that, but I told him I couldn't kill you. I just got out of jail on a murder charge and I'll be damned if I go back right now. My family needs me."

Sam looked at him in disgust. "Go to hell, Jason. You and your 'family.'"

Lucky got up and took Sam by the shoulders.

"Let's go Sam; we don't need to be here anymore."

As they walked to the door, Elizabeth rose from the couch.

"Lucky." She stopped them as they reached the door.

Lucky turned around, his eyes red and puffy from tears. He nodded.

"Goodbye, Lizzy."

Without another word, he turned, moving his hand to Sam's back, and ushered both of them out the door, closing it with a resounding thud.The noise of the door closing broke something in both Elizabeth and Jason. They saw the people they thought were their future walking out of their lives. What was supposed to hurt felt like relief.

Elizabeth looked down, wiping the tears from her cheeks before turning toward Jason."So," she said not wanting to meet his gaze, "what happens now?"