Chapter 12

Sam pulled him down again for another kiss. "Please Aidan, I just want to be with you, please make me forget…"

He didn't like the pleading tone in her voice, didn't like to see the hurt in her eyes. He would do ANYTHING for her, and if this is what she needed than he would give it to her. He encircled his arms around her and pulled her roughly to him, grounding his body against her, letting her feel his hard erection pressed up against her, letting her know how much he wanted her, how much he needed her. Pulling her as he walked towards the bed, Aidan gently laid her down and climbed over her, taking his position between her wide open legs. Today he would have this, he would pour every ounce of love and passion that he felt for her, and he would keep her for the rest of his life.

Aidan pressed her back on the bed, enjoying the feel of her soft lush body beneath his. Slowly, he began undressing her, his strong hands skimmed under the hem of her shirt and pulled it over her body to bare her amazing breasts to his hungry gaze, each inch of skin he bared, he kissed and laved at her with his tongue. He pulled the hem of her shirt over her head and tossed it carelessly off to the side, revealing her creamy heavy mounds that were covered with black silk. His mouth traveled straight to hers, wanting to kiss her again, wanting to taste her, and as he reached behind her to unclasp her bra…..

Knock… Knock… Knock…. Knock… Knock…Knock

Aidan jerked awake at the knocking on the door, pulled viciously and cruelly away from his dream of Samantha. He blinked furiously not believing that it was only a dream, it seemed so real, as if she was here with him. Rage started to blind him, she should've been here with him, after everything that he had set up, she should've have been here by now. Yanking the sheets off of him, he strode to the door, ready to tell the bastard to let him be in peace so that he could get back to his dreams of his Samantha.

Yanking open the door, Aidan was about to tell the person to 'fuck off' when he stopped frozen as a sense of déjà vu assailed him. Samantha. Standing right at his hotel room door, just as she had in his dream. She came to him, needing his comfort, needing him. He could see the tears tracks on her cheeks, her eyes were puffy and red from crying, she was breathing heavy as if she ran to him. "Samantha, what's wrong?" He braced himself for her embrace, braced himself for the kiss that he knew would be coming, except….. it never came.

"I… I had nowhere else to go…" Sam held her hand over her mouth to contain another sob that was threatening to escape as she stepped into his room. "My… my…." She tried to talk through her heavy breathing and sniffles, but she found it difficult. "My family and my…. friends all warned me…. told me… told me that he would just h…hurt me again… and they were right…. Oh God Aidan, they were right…"

Aidan couldn't bear to hear her cry, couldn't bear the tears that fell, he pulled her up against his chest and just waited for the time for her to say that she needed him. "Shhh…. What happened?"

"He…. Jason… he cheated on me… in our bed…. In our fucking bed!" She pulled away from him as she angrily wiped at her eyes, she was sick of crying, she was sick of hurting. "I can't believe he would do this to me." She felt him pull her back so that she could look up into his dark eyes.

"It's ok, Samantha, just let me help you, let me help you forget him…" And then he kissed her. Finally tasted her sweet lips, he couldn't believe it, she was much sweeter than his dreams, so wonderful, so full of life and passion, he couldn't get enough of her. He pulled her against him wanting to feel her full lush breasts pressed against his chest. He was in Heaven to finally have her in his arms.

Sam was in complete shock, she couldn't believe that he kissed her, and for a moment, just a moment she was tempted to let him continue to kiss her, to help her drown out the pain. She could feel his tongue against her lips, but she never opened for him, it just didn't feel right. But when she closed her eyes, she saw Jason's blue ones staring up at her with so much love and compassion.

I will always choose you…

I need you, and if I made you feel like I didn't or that you don't matter to me, I'm sorry…

I have never loved anyone as much as I love you, and I always will…

Pulling away abruptly and ending his assault, Sam could hear Jason's sweet voice ringing in her ears, words that he had said to her throughout the years, all the times that they had together, all the love that they had between them. It didn't feel right, being in Aidan's arms, feeling his lips on hers didn't feel good, it felt wrong. She completely pulled away from him. "I can't… I can do this…. I'm sorry…" She backed away from him towards the door.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you Samantha, just let me help you, let me…." Aidan pleaded to her, the desperation coming through his voice, he didn't mean to hurt her, didn't mean to scare her away from him.

"No. I can't Aidan. Even though he cheated on me, I still love him…" She opened the door and stepped out. "I will always love him…." With that, she ran to the elevators, ran away from Aidan. It wasn't right to be here with him, she never wanted this, never wanted his kiss. She would always love Jason, only him, no one was going to replace him in her life, he was engraved in her very soul.

Aidan couldn't believe that she ran away from him, this wasn't supposed to happen, after everything that he had done, she was supposed to come to him for comfort, come to him so that he would help her, come to him because she needed him. He swiped his hands over the table by the door and knocked everything off, crashing them to the floor. But it wasn't enough, he needed more destruction, he needed to relieve the rage that built up and was blinding him, so he set out and destroyed almost every inch of the hotel room. Broken vases, shattered glass, bits and pieces of furniture were scattered all around him. He hurriedly went to the bedroom, packed his clothes and left. He needed to take more drastic measures. Samantha would be his once and for all.

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Walking along the docks, Sam was trying desperately to block out all the events of the day. Her fight with Jason, kicking Jason out of her apartment, walking in on Jason and Brenda, going to Aidan for… for… she wasn't sure why she went there in the first place. Probably because she knew that no one else would understand, they would all tell her 'I told you so' and she didn't want to hear it. They had all warned her, they had all told her that he would hurt her again, but she didn't believe them. She refused to believe them, her and Jason were not the same people they used to be, they were better, stronger… stronger… SHE was stronger. She was not the same person that she used to be, not the same insecure little girl that had her whole entire world revolved around Jason Morgan. He was not the center of her universe anymore, not the only person that she had…. She had her mother, her sisters, her friends, Maxie, Spinelli, Lucky… she had her job, an apartment she bought on her own, a business that she opened by herself. She was Sam Fucking McCall for crying out loud.

She was nobody's bitch, she was nobody's punching bag and if that bastard thinks that he was just going to disrespect all their years together and cheat on her in THEIR bed, then he had another thing coming. Her anger fueled her, her blood boiled pumping heat and hatred throughout her entire body. She wasn't going to stoop down to his level, wasn't going to seek revenge, she was just going to fuck him up and that nasty bitch too.

Stepping off the elevators again that day on the penthouse floor in Harbor View Towers, Sam had a new purpose and a new outlook on life. She wouldn't be able to get that image of them together out of her mind, she would remember it until her dying day, but she sure as hell was going to shove it down as far as she could into her subconscious. She was here for a reason, for a purpose, she was about to show the new happy couple the rage within her but standing in front of the penthouse door threw her. Seeing Max and Milo give her questioning looks, she tried to smile despite the grief and anger that was warring within her.

"Sam, are you ok?"

She was warmed by the worry in Max's tone, she always cared for him and for his brother too. These were by far her favorite guards, the most loyal and trustworthy people she had ever met. He asked her a question, so instead of lying to him, she told him the truth. "No…" She shook her head and noticed that his face fell with worry, no doubt she had him worried from earlier. "No Max I'm not, but I… I will be." She took a deep breath and opened the door only to stop short. She wondered what she would find, would they be awake by now, or would they still be in bed together, going another round perhaps. She could feel her body trembling, her hands shaking, no matter how strong she wanted to be, the grief was overwhelming her. She turned back to Max needing him for support. "Actually Max, I could use your help. Can you please come up with me to pack up my stuff and help me carry it out of here?" Without answering the hundred questions that she was sure was floating through his confused mind, she turned on her heels and went up the stairs.

"Sam! What do you mean? What happened? Sam? Ms. McCall?" Max followed her up the stairs and straight to Mr. Morgan's room. He had no idea what happened, but he had a feeling that he was about to find out.

"You'll see…" Was all Sam said as she slammed the door wide open.

"What the FUUCCKKK!" Max couldn't believe the scene before him, he scrubbed his hands over his eyes to make sure that he was seeing clearly. Mr. Morgan was in bed with Ms. Barrett. Oh Sonny is going to shit himself when he finds out.

"Yeah, my thoughts exactly." Not being able to stand the sight before her any longer, and desperately holding onto the tears that were threatening to fall, Sam stormed up to the bed on Jason's side. Her grief and anger were clouding her judgment so much that she didn't even realize that Jason never twitched when she slammed the door open. "JASON! Jason, wake the fuck up!" Sam shouted out as she tried to shake him awake. "JASON!" As she shook him again, it did nothing to wake him. As hard as she shook, as loud as she yelled, nothing.

"Sam?" Max immediately knew something was wrong, especially when Jason slouched down even further as she shook him. "Sam?" He called again to gain her attention, he knew she couldn't see clearly, he could feel the despair coming off of her in waves. "SAM!" He waited until she looked up at him before he continued. "Listen, I don't exactly know what happened here, but Jason has never been this heavy of a sleeper…." He could see what he was saying was finally getting through to her. "Something is wrong." He speared his hands through his hair wondering what had happened to get them into this state. Had someone done this to them? That's impossible, him and Milo were guarding the door all day, no one came or left since last night besides Jason.

"Jason?" Sam tried again with a little bit more compassion that she had felt earlier. The evil was finally clearing away and she could finally see what was before her. "Brenda?" She tried to tap Brenda's arm, getting her to wake up, but nothing. Max was right, something was wrong.

"It looks like they were drugged…"

Max words rang through her ears, drugged, they could have been drugged, all this time that she had accused him of cheating on her, her running to Aidan, Aidan kissing her, seeking comfort in another man's arms, the anger, the grief, and all this time Jason was….. drugged. "Oh God… Oh God…" The tears that she was holding back fell down her cold cheeks. Drugged? Someone had drugged them? "We have to get to get them to a hospital…." She grabbed a hold of the sheets and yanked them off only to find them, not naked like she had originally thought, but half dressed. Both Brenda and Jason had their jeans on. Whoever had done this, had removed their shirts along with Brenda's bra, posed them and covered them half way to make it look like they had slept together.

She looked up at Max to see that he had quickly turned around at Brenda's state of undress. "Max, go downstairs and grab a couple of guys with you so that we can carry them out of here and get them to the hospital." She watched him nod and was about to walk out the door when she stopped him. "Do NOT tell Sonny…" His eyes wide, he nodded understanding their predicament. "Make sure no one says a word…" She looked back down at Jason. "I'll tell him." Max nodded and left to grab his men.

Sam didn't understand who could do this, who would pose them to make it look like they had slept together, and for what purpose. Was it for Sonny to walk in here and kill Jason in a fit of rage? Was it one of his enemies? She wasn't sure what to think but she knew that she had to act fast. Grabbing Jason's shirt off the floor, she ran over to him and pulled it on, she did the same to Brenda. As soon as she made sure they both were fully dressed, Max came running into the bedroom with Milo and Cody behind him. Both of them were completely floored at what they saw. She didn't want to go into the full explanation. "We have to get them to the hospital. Milo, you grab Brenda. You two…" She pointed at Max and Cody, the bigger of the three men. "You guys grab Jason. I'll call the hospital on our way there." She was thankful when they worked quickly without any more questions. She wasn't exactly in the right frame of mind to answer any right now.

Sam rode in the front seat with Max driving, Brenda and Jason were seated in the back with Milo and Cody following them in a separate car. Picking up the phone, Sam made her calls. The first was to Monica, she only hoped she was at the hospital. She let out a sigh of relief when Monica picked up the phone and Sam can hear the hospital noise in the background. "Monica, it's Sam, listen I don't have time to explain but we're on our way to the hospital…. It's Brenda and Jason…. I don't know what happened but we think they were drugged…. We should be there in 10 minutes." By the time she hung up, Sam was trembling, her hands were shaking so bad that she could barely dial the next number. It took all her energy to hold in her sobs. "Sonny, its Sam, listen I need you to meet me in the ER at GH, I don't have time to explain but something happened to Jason and Brenda… someone broke into the penthouse and drugged them…. Look, just meet us there and I'll explain everything." She hung up, not wanting any more questions, she could barely talk. She finally did was she was desperately wanting to do. She put her shaking hands over her face and cried. Every now and then she could feel Max tapping her back in comfort but she couldn't find any, not with Jason's life and health was on the line.