Chapter 31
The monitors beeping around her were driving her absolutely insane, and the only thing keeping her in the hospital bed was Jason. After repeated threats of tying her down if she so much as moved a muscle, Sam decided to humor him. His face showed humor but she could the hint of worry that betrayed his eyes. The past few days were hell for the both of them, they were safe now, but Sam couldn't help the constant feeling that this peace was just the calm before the storm. Choosing to keep her thoughts to herself for now, Sam looked up as Jason ended his phone call. "What did Sonny say? Any news on Aidan?"
Tightening his fist over the phone at the mention of the man's name, Jason took a deep breath before answering. "He doesn't know anything yet. He's going to find Robin and he'll call back when he has something." He stood by the window and looked out over the city of Port Charles, he didn't want to see the disappointment in her eyes. Remembering everything that happened since the plane crash, he tried to sound normal, but his voice came out gruffly. "I'm sorry."
Sam could see the tension in his back and she knew this conversation was coming. "Jason, there's nothing to be sorry for."
He turned to disagree but she cut him off. "Sam…"
"No, I will not have you blaming yourself, none of this was in our control Jason. If anything, it was my fault for trusting him, for bringing him into our lives. I'm sorry."
"Baby, you didn't do anything wrong…"
"Neither did you."
The conviction in her voice made his heart sore. She believed in him, she loved him, but he loved her more. She made him feel as if he were invincible as if he could do no wrong. She accepted him and breathed life into him. Nobody made him feel alive as she did. Wanting to be near her, wanting to hold her, he carefully made his way to her but the door opening caught his attention. He stopped in his tracks to give his full attention to the person that walked over the threshold.
"Sam, Jason." Patrick addressed the two as he opened her chart to check her vitals. "Steve was called in to surgery and asked me to check on your progress." Looking up, he wasn't surprised to see a measure of hostility smother him from the enforcer. He knew they were going to have questions regarding his wife's cousin, so he decided to beat them to the punch. "I'm sorry, but I had to do it. I had treat him."
"Why?" Sam asked. "And don't give me that crap about being a doctor and your oath."
Glad to see some fire back in her, Patrick chose his words wisely. "The oath has nothing to do with it. If it was up to me, that bastard would be long gone by now, but… I couldn't do that to Robin. For some reasons unknown, she loves him and she was only trying to do the right thing." Looking directly into Jason's eyes, he spoke firmly. "I know you're mad, I know you want nothing more than to kill him, but I assure you that he won't get away this time. There are two guards outside his door, he's handcuffed to the bed and Robin's mother is on her way here with Aidan's superiors. They'll arrive tonight to take him back to whatever base he left."
"I need to see her." Jason didn't need to tell him who.
Patrick shook his head. "She's talking to Mac. Look Jason, I know you feel betrayed. She's knows what she did in your eyes is wrong, but she's trying to make up for it." Looking down at Sam, Patrick spoke sincerely. "We have taken every precaution to make sure that you're safe. I know you want to see him dead, and believe me, I don't want that bastard anywhere near my family, but he's alive and in recovery. The bullet missed all vital organs and he'll recover in a few days."
"He was shot in the back… Will he be able to walk?"
Patrick actually sighed with regret and nodded. "Yes, there's nothing to indicate that he won't be able to walk out of here, but it's not possible Jason. Aside from the guards and handcuffs, the guy just came out of surgery and is still under heavy anesthesia. By the time he wakes up, his superiors will be here to take him away."
When no further questions were asked, Patrick checked her vitals and looked over the tests. "Everything looks good but I want you to stay overnight for observation. The drugs haven't completely been flushed from your system and I want to make sure that everything's ok before you leave." He could barely make out the agreement through her clenched teeth but he'll take it. He turned to leave but gave them one last look. "I'll keep you informed about Aidan's status."
After Patrick left, Jason took his place back next to Sam's bed. Seeing her yawn, Jason lifted up her hand to his lips, placed a kiss upon it and held it against his face. "You should get some sleep."
"I'm not tired." Sam tried to sound sure but the yawn that she desperately tried to hold back betrayed her. She smiled sheepishly at him as her eyelids drooped.
He couldn't help but chuckle. "Yeah right." He stood to place a kiss on her forehead as he brushed her hair back from her face. "I'm going to talk to Sonny. Max is right outside your door, your safe, so just get some sleep. Do it now because I'm sure Molly and Kristina are on their way up her now."
"I miss them." She gave him a warm smile that warmed his blood. Placing one last kiss to her shut eyes, Jason stood up and left the room. After shutting the door quietly, he looked at Max. "No one goes in there that's not her family or treating her. Understand?"
"Yes sir. Sonny came by to talk to you but you with were with Miss McCall. He wanted to talk to you about the Aidan situation."
Nodding, Jason turned to find Sonny, but first he needed to have a few words with Robin.
Aidan carefully opened his eyes as soon as he heard the nurse leave his hospital room. Looking at the IV that was attached to his arm that was handcuffed to the hand rail of his bed, Aidan used the other arm to snatch the IV line and bend it to stop the morphine from dripping into his blood stream. A satisfied grin spread across his hard mouth at realizing how inept the PCPD were. Through their incompetence to only secure his right arm to the side bar, they disregarded his left, no doubt thinking that he would be too weak or passed out to move. Little did they know that Aidan had been awake for the past hour, biding his time until he was finally alone in his room. His entire body ached but his mind was in constant movement. He knew what needed to be done. He needed to get up, he needed to escape, and he needed Samantha. To be away from her was more painful than the gun shot that exploded through him.
Keeping the line bent, he pulled at the tape that held the needle in his arm. Carefully, he extracted the needle and held it up in triumph. Bringing it to his mouth, he placed the line between his teeth and worked to remove the needle. Using it as a lock pick, he inserted it into the key hole of the handcuffs and worked efficiently to open them. At hearing the click, Aidan's grinned widened as the removed the cuffs from his arm. He laid there for a few moments, moving each part of his body slowly, stretching his limbs and testing his muscles. His back was on fire but he was thankful that his arms and legs were movable and with little pain. Scanning the room, Aidan noticed the guard standing with his back towards him outside his room. He didn't mind, that wouldn't stop him, nothing would. Seeing the cabinet full with medicine bottles to his left, Aidan carefully and slowly rose from his bed, keeping one eye to the guard outside the door.
Grunting with the pain and effort that it took just for him to stand, Aidan held on the rolling table in front of him as he took deep breaths to keep himself from falling. His head swam with dizziness, he felt nauseous, and he was in pain but he had been through this before. Working with the Special Ops, he often found himself in the same conditions, sometimes worse. This wouldn't faze him.
A quick glance to the door, he slowly made his way over to the cabinet. Finding exactly what he needed, he pulled the container of non-drowsy pain killers, dumped out two pills and swallowed them dry. Morphine would have been great but he needed to escape. Remembering the guard at the door, he grabbed a different bottle and syringe. Wiping the sweat from his brow, Aidan made his way slowly back to his bed. Lowering himself back down, he took a few deep breaths and was glad when the medication was quickly working. He could barely feel the pain anymore. Now was the time. He held up the bottle of anesthesia and plunged the syringe in the cap. Not caring about the volume, Aidan pulled on the plunger until the syringe was full, pulled it out and carefully placed it in his left hand. He hid the bottle under his blanket and rearranged his right arm into the cuffs to create the illusion that he was still locked up. "Help!" He called out in a deep moan. "Someone help!"
Hearing the guard rush into the room, Aidan acted as if he was in intense pain. Pretending to be writhing in pain, Aidan made sure to wait until the office reached for the nurse call button before he jammed the needle into the officer's neck and pressed down on the plunger. The officer fell down on the bed instantly, his hand dropped a mere few inches from the button. Pushing the guard over but not off the bed, Aidan rose. He felt no pain, he felt invincible, but right now he needed to be invisible. Looking through the cabinets, he found a pair of scrubs on the bottom shelf. Removing his gown, he was amazed at the strength he had to pull the scrubs on.
Moving quickly to the officer, he stripped off the other man's uniform and pulled his arms through the hospital gown. After rearranging the unconscious man in his place, Aidan handcuffed the man to the bed and pulled the blanket over him. "I'm coming for you Samantha. And this time, nothing will keep us apart." Making sure not to be seen, Aidan snuck out the room with the officer's gun under the waist band of his stolen scrubs.
"Robin!"
Robin heard her name called and turned to find Jason bearing down on her with Sonny at his heels. She took a deep breath and prepared herself to face her friends, or so she hoped they would still be friends. She held up her hands in defeat. "Jason, I'm sorry but I had to do it."
"You had to do it? Are you kidding me? Do you know what that fucking psycho did to Sam, to me, even to Brenda? The son of a bitch kidnapped Sam and made everyone believe that she was dead! You didn't have to do anything! You should've just…"
"Just what! Just what Jason, let him die! I should've just let my cousin die, my family! I can't do that! No matter what he's done, I couldn't just sit back and do nothing for him. I had to save him."
"He doesn't deserve it!" Jason barely managed to keep from roaring.
Robin knew why he was pissed, and yeah he had a right to be, but she was sick and tired of defending her actions. "Who are you to judge? I know what he did was wrong, I was there remember, he held me at gun point, but I can't turn my back on him. How the hell was I going to look at my aunt again without the guilt eating me? How was I going to look her in the eye and tell her that I could've helped him but I didn't!" She choked up in the end.
Seeing the tears run down her cheeks, Sonny tried to intervene. "Alright Robin, just calm down."
Swallowing the sob that threatened to escape, Robin took a deep breath. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry that he hurt you, I'm sorry that he hurt Sam, but we've taken the necessary precautions to make sure that he doesn't get away." She hated seeing the look of betrayal on their faces but she had no other chose, she just hoped that they would accept her apology and in time they would understand her decisions. "I just spoke to my mom, they're almost here. They're not going to wait for Aidan to recover, they're transporting him tonight. He's leaving Port Charles tonight under heavy guard."
Jason could hear the defeat and sadness in her voice. He knew that she was truly sorry but he wasn't ready to forgive her yet. "Where is he now?"
Robin shook her head insistently. "No, I'm sorry I can't tell you that. I know what you want to do, and I can't let that happen. It's almost done Jason, just give me a few more hours and he'll…" She didn't get the chance to finish her sentence when a nurse ran up to them in a panic.
"Dr. Drake, Dr. Drake, its Mr. Devane, he's not in his room." The nurse managed to get out as she tried to catch her breath.
Jason's blood instantly turned cold. Fear gripped his body in a vice and terror threatened to overrule him. He barely heard Robin question the nurse, his only thoughts were only on Sam. As if his body had a mind of its own, Jason ran to the stairs that lead to the floor to Sam's room not caring who followed him or where Sonny and Robin went, he needed to get to Sam. His entire being demanded that he get to her and God help anyone that got in his way.
He knew it was meant to be, knew it in the depths of his soul that he was meant to be with his Samantha. He was not questioned when he used the hospital computer to find her room number, not once stopped as he made his way to her room, and when the guard to her room was turned the other way, Aidan snuck up behind him and nailed him with the butt of his gun. It was too easy. It was destiny. They were meant to be together and this proved it. His breathing increased as he spied her laying so peacefully in her bed through the window to her room. His sleeping beauty, and he was going to be her Prince.
Closing the door with a soft click, Aidan slowly made his way to her bed, careful not to wake the women he loved from her slumber. She was so beautiful and he ached to hold her in his arms again. Reaching out slowly, Aidan's hands shook as he gently pushed her hair from her face, admiring her magnificence. She was exquisite and she was all his. Leaning over her, Aidan softly brushed his lips against hers, his taste buds soaring at the delicious taste of her again. "Samantha." He whispered softly against her lips, feeling the soft warms puffs of her breath brush his lips. He was going to die if he didn't have her soon. Was it possible to expire from the shear want of something? "Samantha, darling, it's time to go." He couldn't help himself as he kissed her soft lips once more. He pulled back and smiled down at her as she opened her chocolate brown eyes.
