Sami cringed at the sound of squeaking coming from the tiny cage she carried, as she jumped the remaining feet to the ground from the garden wall of the Dimera mansion. If she thought about her little guests too much she would drop the carrier and run in the other direction. She hated rats, but for what she was planning, they would be perfect.

Her planning session with Will had been surprisingly fun. She got a thrill from scheming and it was a first for them bonding like this over something that in the past, they both had seen a major flaw in her. Will's ideas were genius in both getting to EJ and getting rid of Nicole though they both refused to say what she would do when she got to EJ. No way was she talking about her sex life with her teenage son and that thought did not appeal to him either. As for Nicole, she really couldn't do anything to hurt the woman as she was carrying EJ's baby, but she would make her stay in the Dimera mansion as miserable as she could, until that slut was begging to go into a safe-house.

There was something else she was planning that she hadn't told Will about, because there was no way she was involving her teenage son in some of the shadier parts of her past. As she hovered in the gloomier parts of the garden and waited for the guards' shift change, she thought about her little side meeting a few hours earlier.

Sami entered the cheating heart, her eyes casting around for the man she was supposed to be meeting. She almost missed him sitting in the corner and she had always wondered how a man so involved in criminal activity could be so easily looked over. Barney had designed it that way so that he could remain nondescript and it worked. Muddy brown hair, brown eyes, average build with thin lips and straight nose and a seemingly soft jaw. Barney was an every man and ask anyone tonight to describe him, they couldn't.

She walked over to him, smiling as he stood, pulling her in for a hug.

"Barney, it's so good to see you."

"Sami Brady, it's been too long." He replied, motioning her to the seat across from him

"I know, I know," she chuckled, "kids will keep you busy."

"How are the twins and your oldest boy?"

A smile came to her face as it always did when she was talking about her children, "They're good, and how is Marge?"

"As demanding as ever!"

"You love it."

"I do". He motioned to the bartender, "A shandy and a brandy."

"None for me, thanks."

He looked at her for a long moment, "You got another one on the way, Sami girl. The only time you ever refuse a shandy is when you're having a baby."

She nodded in confirmation, "I do."

"Alright then, make that one, brandy." Once the man had returned with his drink, he took a sip and said, "So what do you need?"

Sami reached into her bag and slipped an envelope across the table, it contained five thousand dollars and all the information the police had on the assassin that took out the mayor, including Nicole's description and the sketch artist's rendering.

Once she had left Will, and checked in on the twins who were spending the night at her mother's, she had gone straight to the police station. It was actually pitifully easy to get into the locked drawer her father kept all his current cases in. The mayor's assassination was at the top of the files. She then went to have a chat with her Aunt Hope who was much too busy on the case to really carry a conversation.

Barney looked up at her expectantly once he looked at the contents, so she spoke, "I want to know where this guy is Barney."

"Why? Nobody's losing sleep over that corrupt prick dying."

"So everyone knew he was on Stefano's payroll then…"

"Everyone who needed to know and that ain't the cops."

She nodded, "I want him found Barney and I want him turned in."

"Why are you helping the police and what makes you think I would want to?"

"I'm not helping anyone but myself," She pursed her lips, realizing how selfish that sounded, but it was the truth. "I want this case wrapped up quickly. This guy is an outsider, and you don't owe the idiot who was caught assassinating the mayor any loyalties, but I hope you'll do a favor for an old friend."

Again he watched before nodding,"Alright, give me two days. If he's still in town I'll have him by then."

"Thanks Barney. One more thing, do you know anyone who trains rats?"

Oh, Barney had known someone. Some former research scientist, who had gone a little crazy. He now spent his days with rats, the guys calling him the Piper. She had borrowed ten, the man anxiously giving her instructions like they were his prized possession, and they probably were. All Sami needed to know was that they would get the job done and climb dutifully back into the cage. A little demonstration had proved that true. Once the Piper blew the whistle, the cretins marched dutiful back in. It had creeped her out. She only took ten of the rodents, not wanting to travel with anymore.

As they left Barney assured her once again that he would have something in two days. She knew the job wouldn't sit well with him, he hated the cops and it went pretty much against everything in him to help them, but she knew he would do it for her. Their unlikely friendship had started almost two decades earlier. Barney was a fence, then and Sami had been looking into selling her sister on the black market. The man had tried to talk her out of it, a fact which Sami didn't understand at the time. Since when did criminals have consciences? Since then over the years, when one of her schemes required a little extra help she had turned to Barney. She had never told anyone of their association, not even EJ, who she was sure would understand. Barney was her contact with the seedier underbelly of Salem and their relationship worked. She knew he was a lot further up the food chain than his days as a fence, but he still met with her, just as he had that night, because he considered her a friend. It didn't matter that she was the Commander Brady's daughter, she was just Sami to him.

Looking at her watch, she realized it was time. She had a thirty second window to get to the secret passageway. From there, she would have free run of the house and be able to put her plan in motion.

EJ could feel the headache building behind his eyes and the weariness seeping into his bones. The day had been far too long already. Most days with his Uncle and Rolf present, he felt like he was dealing with small children; warped children, but children nonetheless. Now in just a few hours, he had to deal with so much more.

Samantha.

Just the thought of her improved his mood significantly. As he had laid his hand on her tummy that evening, feeling the warm curve of the life he had created with her resting there, all he had wanted to do was take her to bed. He knew without a shadow of a doubt had Nicole not screamed her bloody head off, that was where they still would be. Hell, if Nicole had never come here today he would have had Samantha flat on her back, his body doing delicious things to hers. He wouldn't have left her until she could no longer walk, until he could no longer walk. Just that taste, her warm vise-like grip around his fingers, that afternoon had threatened to set him off. He had never been with another woman who was as amazing as she was. Her breasts were a thing to be worshipped. Blast, the woman drove him crazy!

He breathed in a few deep breaths, trying to calm his libido. Just the thought of her laid out in all her glory left him hard enough to drill through steel, but the way she had flown out of there left him feeling that any chance of that was slim to none.

Then there was Nicole.

God, Nicole.

If EJ could turn back time he would have never slept with her in that elevator. It was a terrible thought to have about a woman having his child, a woman who had wanted a baby so badly and for so long, but it was how he felt. He was excited, how couldn't he be excited about having another child to love, he just wished…

Well, if he were honest, he wished he had never got it in his head to make Samantha jealous. That had kept Nicole in his orbit far longer than she would have ever been. He didn't feel much for her, beyond a sense of – gratitude? - that she was giving him a baby. It sounded a bit too much like affection for a brood mare for him, so he tried not to think of it in those terms. It was such a contrast between hearing Samantha was having his baby and hearing Nicole was having his baby.

Shaking his head, he poured himself a finger of scotch.

He had finally gotten Nicole to go and sleep, citing rest for their child as the reason. The truth was he hadn't known how to deal with the woman. She seemed to think that hearing the news of her pregnancy had miraculously changed his feelings for Samantha. In some ways he wished it had, it would mean he was free from her fickle choices forever, but alas Samantha was pregnant as well and his connection to her had grown.

After Nicole had realized her play of a growing connection through their child wasn't working, she had started listing Samantha's faults and her previous schemes. If he didn't want Samantha disparaging Nicole, he certainly wasn't going to sit there and let Nicole do the same to Samantha. He got it, they hated each other, but if the three of them were going to bring two children into the world they needed some type of peace. After that she had stormed out, upstairs to her room, and that made things even worse. The fact that she had a room in his Uncle's house, on his wing by her insistence, where she was confined to, meant he couldn't take a moment to breathe from the drama. She had reemerged a few minutes later telling him that she had calmed down.

Deciding to table the discussion for the night, he convinced her to go to bed.

EJ threw back the rest of his scotch before making his way up to his bedroom. As he opened the door, he stopped in his tracks wondering if he was hallucinating the woman in his bed, for only minutes before he had imagined this. She looked like a goddess, laid out, supple body on display. He wondered if she was there for his pleasure or he was for hers.

As if she had heard his question, she spoke, "I've been waiting for you."

As Sami moved through the tunnels, she listened out for any movement, never knowing if Rolf was doing his creepy thing somewhere along the passage. She found her way to EJ's wing with ease, checking the peephole for each room when she got there because if she knew anything about Nicole, she knew the bitch would plant herself near to EJ. Maybe to fake a dropped towel, or a accidental brushing along her scrawny chest, and she was right. Nicole was in the room next to EJ, thankfully separated by his en suite bathroom and huge walk-in closet. The woman was muttering to herself as Sami looked on, but right then she didn't have the time, to listen in. She had a Dimera to seduce.

Putting the cage right next to the entrance to Nicole's room, hoping the woman would be fast asleep by the time she returned. Sami Brady had big plans for her.

She crept silently by opening the hidden entrance to EJ's room. Undressing quickly, not wanting EJ to see her before she was ready, she took a quick look in the mirror at herself, tousling her curls.

She turned a bit, taking in the full ensemble. It was her best kept secret, her penchant for daring underwear. Sami was often dressed for her partner's preferences. Austin loved her in suburban mom, Lucas liked her youthful and casual while Brandon had liked a hint of bad girl so her tops had a bit more cleavage and she often wore fiery red lipstick, but her underwear had always been her own, completely Sami Brady. The piece she wore now was a black and white polka dot teddy, a slit at the front exposing her tummy and the panties a barely there triangle at the front, followed by a lone T at the back. Her breasts, which had grown in size, were barely held in. EJ would love it.

She lay on the bed casually lounging waiting for his arrival.

She breathed a sigh, when she heard the knob turn.

To say he was shell-shocked would be an understatement.

She smiled seductively at him, before saying, "I've been waiting for you."

Sami stood then grabbing him by the lapels and kissed him.

Sami Brady had been kissing the wrong men her entire life because kissing EJ felt an awful lot like sex, ravenous, hot, wet, deep, thrusting. EJ responded like a man starved, pulling her closer as his tongue twined with hers as she shifted against his hardening member, pressed intimately against her belly.

EJ broke his mouth away on a gasp, "Samantha, what…?"

She kissed him again, sucking on his bottom lip hard before shushing him. His eyes were glazed over and she was sure he wouldn't ask any more questions. Sami took her time undressing him, folding his jacket and shirt over the chair in his room and still EJ stood shell-shocked, the only thing escaping from his lips were loud groans as her hands moved deftly over his body. Sami made sure he had a good view of her ass as she bent over and if his stuttering breath was anything to go by he had enjoyed the view.

When she got on her knees in front of him to remove his pants, she took a moment to mouth at the bulge there. No one had ever filled her up like EJ and if she hadn't been so stupid, so committed to creating that fantasy life with Lucas, a life more about pleasing her family than actual happiness, she would have had him in her, stretching her for so much longer than their one tryst allowed. Finally discarding his pants and boxers, she licked her lips, mouth watering as he was revealed to her, but that wasn't her plan for tonight, but very soon she would take EJ into her mouth, so instead she led him over to the bed lowering his form onto it. It was such a turn on, that this big strong man was letting her have her way with him.

Sami straddled his hips, his hands finding purchase on her own. She leaned back, so he had a good view of her and she saw his eyes immediately flare with desire, but there was also curiosity. He wanted to see what he would do.

Sami would not disappoint.

She reached down, exposing herself to his gaze. A single swipe of her finger showed what she already knew, wetness soaking her finger. She lined herself up with his member and saw the gleam in his eye, as his hands tightened on her hips thinking she would finish this and as much as Sami wanted to feel all of him inside her, she wanted him branded so he would never again forget whom he belonged to.

So instead of taking him inside she simply let him feel her heat, swiveling her hips in a circular motion, each gasp of breath coming from his lips a symphony to her ears.

"Samantha," he tried again to pull her down, but she grabbed his hands, placing them under her legs and uttered one word, "No."

His eyes flew up to hers in surprise as she continued his torment, each pass arousing her beyond coherency. She barely held out as his gasps turned to pleading, his body writhing in pleasure, but she wasn't done yet.

She smiled, the bad girl in her reveling at the power she had over him. Sami gave one hard thrust, encasing him deep inside her and it almost broke her resolve. He was so big and hard, but she found the will, pulling back until just the tip once again resided. EJ's scream of frustrated denial filled the room as he fought to free his hands, caused her to lean forward, holding firmly onto his hands with her own and she whispered right into his mouth once again, "No."

Eyes wild with want looked into her own and as he calmed down, she used one hand to play with herself. It wouldn't take long, she was as hot for him as he was for her.

EJ's body was trembling violently beneath her, holding on to dear life trying to stave off his own release as she once again started moving her hips. Sami's hands found his again, this time barely holding on as he thrashed beneath her.

"Samantha!" A long, loud keen emerged from his mouth and she smiled for she hoped that bitch in heat heard him. EJ Dimera was hers and it was time Nicole Walker knew that.

She collapsed on top of him, their breathing harsh as they came down.

"Samantha, what…" He tried again, words slurring as sleep lured him.

"Sleep," she admonished and he obeyed once again.

The even rise and fall threatened to lull her into her own slumber, but she couldn't stay. She still had one more thing to do tonight.