Epilogue
"I won't let you go Samantha…" Aidan grunted.
Asleep in her hospital bed, Sam was caught in the middle of a nightmare. She was with Aidan in the elevator and they were fighting over the gun. She could see the disturbing emotions in his eyes. They were lit up with rage, desire, nervousness, and the most sickening, excitement. He was excited, she was giving him that and it made her feel sick.
"Don't you see, we belong together, I will never let you go." He managed to get out with clenched teeth.
Her head thrashed back and forth as the nightmare continued. It wouldn't be too much longer until the gun went off but she wanted to end this horror now.
Jason woke up from the chair beside Sam's bed, hearing her moan. He could tell that she was in the middle of a nightmare, not unusual for what she went through. But when he heard his name cried desperately from her lips, he moved to her. Leaning over her, he stroked her hair gently, his lips to her forehead as he softly whispered her name, "Sam…"
Still locked in the chains of her nightmare, Sam could hear Jason call her name. She remembered he was on the other side of the doors. "Jason…" she murmured out again and again.
Jerking from the pain, Aidan pulled the gun between them trying to free his arm. "You belong to me Samantha, always…"
"No, no, no…" She was still fighting him. When was this going to end? No, she didn't belong to him, she is and will always belong to Jason. "No, no…"
"Sam, baby, you need to wake up…" Jason kept on whispering so not to scare her. He could see the fine sheer of swear glisten her skin. He knew this was getting bad. "Sam…" He called louder, "Sam, you need to wake up."
"You belong to me Samantha, always…" Aidan repeated over and over.
"Sam wake up, come back to me…" She heard Jason louder through the doors.
"You belong to me Samantha, always…"
"NO!" She screamed in her dream. "I belong to Jason…" BANG! The gun went off and broke the chains. She woke up with a start. Her heart was beating so fast and so hard, her chest ached. She was covered in sweat and she stared about the room with wide eyes looking for her assailant, for the man that terrorized her, Jason, and her family.
Giving her room, Jason backed up and watched with pain as Sam fought off the after effects of her nightmare. He was so pissed and so close to tearing this room apart in his rage, but that's not what Sam needed right now. He had to calm her down. "Sam…" He called gently to her, hoping that she would wake up and realize that it was over, that he was here for her. "Sam, it's over baby."
"No…" She frantically shook her head back and forth, "No… A…Aidan was here, he was right here…" Throwing the covers off, she tried to step off the bed but couldn't avoid the IV wire, bumping the pole, she sent it rolling back.
"Sam!" Jason immediately jumped to action but had to step back at the wild look in her eyes, she was still locked in her terror. "No, Sam, Aidan is dead." He held up his hands to calm her down. "Remember, you killed him in the elevator." He could see her processing the information, but her eyes kept on going to the door. He moved a few feet to block her view so that she can focus on him. "You're at GH, you were hurt."
"Aidan…"
"No." He had to grit his teeth to stop from swearing. Hearing his name was like fingernails on a chalkboard, he couldn't listen to it any longer, especially out of her mouth. He was one step from finding the bastard's body and ripping it to shreds. "He's never going to hurt you again, he's dead."
"Dead?" She blinked her confusion. Looking around the room, Sam slowly took in her surroundings. She was indeed in a hospital room, she could feel the IV in her arm, and the man she loved was standing in front of her. "Jason…" She breathed and took a shaky step towards him.
Rushing to her, Jason carefully cradled the woman he loved in his arms. "Yeah baby, it's me, you're safe." Holding her close, he placed a soft kiss to the top of her head, breathing in her scent. Only one word comes to his mind is 'home'. She was his home, his peace, his sanity and his heart. "Everything is going to be ok." Pulling her back gently, Jason kept a gentle hold on her as he examined her. He held her face delicately in his hands. "You've been out of it for a pretty long time. I need to call Patrick to exam you ok?"
Nodding, Sam held on to his shoulders. She didn't want to let him go, but she could tell that he was worried about her. "Ok." Releasing him slowly, she held on to the bed rail as he let her go.
"Maybe you should get back in bed." Jason suggested, seeing the exhaustion in her posture.
"No." Sam shook her head a little too forceful. She could hear the panic in her voice. "No, I'm sick of hospital beds. I just…" She took a deep breath to calm down. "I just want to go home." She finished on a stronger note.
Before he could reach for the handle, the door opened. He was already close to losing it and seeing Robin wasn't helping his temper. "You need to leave." He gritted out. He stood protectively in front of Sam staring down the woman who used to be his friend.
"I just wanted to apologize for everything that Aidan did to Sam." Robin knew she was walking a fine line, but she owed them an apology.
"What Aidan did to Sam? What he did?" Jason stood confounded, was she serious. "What about what you did?"
"I know you feel like what I did was wrong, but I couldn't turn my back, he was my family, I thought I could get him help and I was wrong, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry for everything. I made the choice I could live with."
He could see the tears in her eyes, but he just didn't give a fuck anymore. She chose her side and it wasn't with them. He felt a soft hand on his back and he looked back to see the confusion in Sam's eyes. He suddenly remembered that Sam didn't know what Robin had done. She didn't know that Robin chose to help her psychotic cousin. Looking back at Robin, he tried to hold on to his rage. "You should've let that bastard die, he didn't care about you, he didn't care about anything but his sick obsession on Sam. You should've let him die out in woods and not given him the chance to hurt Sam again!" His voice had grown to a yell. He was so tired, so sick and tired of her sanctimonious crap that he couldn't stand the sight of her anymore. She opened her mouth to speak, but he held up a hand to stop her. "Just go, just get the fuck out and never come near me and Sam again."
Nodding, Robin knew that there was nothing she could say to make this right. She knew he would hate her but she was the one that had to look at herself in the mirror everyday. And when her daughter looked at her with innocent eyes and unconditional love, she wanted to be worthy. "I'm sorry." She whispered out the last words and turned to leave, but stopped when her name was called.
"Robin…" Sam could feel Jason's anger radiate around the room in suffocating levels, but she had something to say. "I'm not going to apologize for killing him, what he did to me and everyone I love was unforgivable. I don't know what you did or why you did it, and honestly I don't care. I just know that it's over. And I know that you made your choice. You chose to save a murderer that you barely spoke over your friendship with Jason. I hope it was worth it." Turning her back to the other woman, Sam stepped closer to Jason. Fitting herself to his side, she snuggled into his warmth as he wrapped his loving arms around her. In a way, she understood Robin's loyalty to family. But that excuse only goes so far, especially if they were dangerous psychopaths. But enough of that. She didn't Robin in her life, she knew that Jason would be hurt by that loss, but she would always be there to help him. She loved him and that's all that mattered.
Holding Sam close, Jason wished that they were able to merge as one. He loved her more than anything and she was all that he would ever need. He closed his eyes, holding her close and whispered a thank you to God for keeping the woman that held his heart and soul safe. He would spend the rest of his life making sure that she was happy and he would start it by making her his wife.
On a plane flying over the Atlantic…
Robin woke up groggily tied to a chair, a gag over her mouth. She closed her eyes, trying to remember what happened. She remembered leaving Sam's room after Jason kicked her out then… nothing. Opening her eyes, she looks across from her and sees an older gentlemen standing over an oval pod shaped container.
Victor Cassadine ran his hands over the Cryogenic Capsule that held his newest WSB recruit, Aidan Devane. He looked over at the woman bound and gagged now awake across from him grinning wickedly. "Ah, Dr. Scorpio, we have many things to discuss."
