My Vietnam

Chapter 15

AN: Ahh, it's been so long since I updated this…sorry. Reviews make me update faster but so far this hasn't sparked much interest. And, GH is crappy lately.

Carly turned to Sam and whispered, "There's a service entrance in the back that I'm sure they don't know about, we need to get to it and get Jason, he'll know what to do."

Sam looked back at her, "Why are you telling me this? You don't even like me."

Carly sighed, "I don't hate you so much anymore, besides this isn't about us, I need to get home to my kids, and to do that we need-". She looked up at one of the hostage takers, "Jason."

Sam looked confused, "Jason? What." She turned to see what she was looking at, "Oh."

Jason looked down at Sam but forced himself to be apathetic, One walked over and said, "There seems to be a lot of chatter coming from this side of the room. I think a time-out is in order." He pulled Sam off the floor, "Come here, you." She quickly ripped off his mask, revealing James Craig, "You really, really shouldn't have done that." He threw her to the ground and if anyone had been watching closely they would have seen Jason flinch.

Carly stood up, "Hey! You already shot her, lay off, James Craig."

Craig pointed his gun at her, "Or else what? What will you do to me?"

Carly glared at him before sitting down next to Sam, checking her shoulder and putting pressure on it. James smiled, "That's what I thought."

Sam looked up at James, "Go to hell."

Craig turned around, "You first." He smirked and kept on walking.

Sam winced as Carly pressed down on the wound, "What?"

Carly glared at her, "You've already been shot once, do yourself a favor and shut up."

Sam smirked, "You know me better than that."

Carly, despite the situation, grinned, "Yeah I do."

"Time to switch partners!" James yelled as he grabbed Carly's arm and pulled her off of Sam, taking the cloth with her.

"NO!" Carly yelled as blood soaked from Sam's shoulder. She turned to Craig and yelled, "You idiot! Her blood won't clot now!"

James shrugged, "We'll just start over then."

Carly shook her head, "She doesn't have that kind of time! She needs a doctor."

James looked around the room, "Screw you, Lulu, come over here."

Slowly, Lulu stood up and walked over to Sam and Craig, "I'm not a doctor."

James shrugged, "I'm giving Smart-ass Sam a choice. Smart-ass Sam, can you hear this?"

Sam looked up, "Of course I can, you shot me, you didn't make me deaf."

"Ah, I see your name remains true." Sam rolled her eyes as James continued, "Now, would you rather have Screw-you Lulu here place pressure on your wound or, do it yourself." Sam looked up at Lulu and looked down before ripping off a strip of her shirt and placing it firmly over the bullet hole. James smirked again, "I see." Sam winced but leaned back against the couch, closing her eyes.

James pulled Carly and switched her with Sonny, then placed him with Emily. He walked around and sighed. "To tell you the truth, I am getting a bit bored."

Sam turned to look at him as her hand dropped from the bullet wound and her eyes rolled back and she fell off the couch, onto the floor.

James smirked, "That'll work."