Chapter 5
Sitting in her car she knew she had to get out, but she couldn't. Not just yet. She had taken her time to drive here. She didn't feel the need to rush, because she had all the time in the world. So she took her time, and she stopped more than she had too, but she couldn't keep driving all the time. It had taken her the whole evening to get here, and now it was somewhere around midnight. She knew Kirsten would still be awake, and she knew she didn't have a lot of time to go inside. Kirsten was probably making ready to go to bed, and she didn't want to wake the woman. So she finally got out of the car and grabbed her suitcase, pulling it behind her as she made her way to the door. The small cottage was a lot bigger than where Max lived, but still nice and cozy. Trees and a stream surrounded it and she smiled. She loved it here, and she remembered all the times she had played in that stream when she was younger.
She knocked on the door, and waited for it to open. When it did, Kirsten stood there with a big smile on her face. ''Samantha, come on in,'' she said softly, and Sam smiled. Kirsten must have seen her before, and when Sam stepped inside she saw everything was still the same. ''I saw you before and I thought about going out and getting you out of that car, but I didn't because I know it must've been hard,'' Kirsten said while walking to the little kitchen and she started to make some tea. ''How have you been?'' she asked, and Sam let go of her suitcase and followed the woman into the kitchen.
''I've been ok,'' she replied, ''I've missed you, and I wanted to see you again,'' she said softly, and Kirsten nodded, but she didn't turn around. Sam relished the moment because she knew Kirsten would be asking a lot of questions sooner or later, and she knew it would be sooner rather than later. ''How've you been doing?'' she asked the woman, who turned around with two cups of tea and a smile on her face.
''I've been doing great – Dave is here, but he already went to bed; you know I was thinking about you just today,'' Kirsten said, and Sam smiled. Dave was Kirsten's grandson, and Sam had always seen him as her little nephew. Kirsten sat down and placed a cup of tea in front of Sam, who nodded her thanks. ''So how long were you on the road?'' Kirsten asked, and Sam shrugged.
''I left Max's cottage around 4,'' she said, and Kirsten looked at the time on her watch. It was 11. ''I ate something in the way here, and I was careful,'' Sam added when she saw Kirsten's face, and she nodded.
''I know you were careful, but you look tired – so after this cup you go to bed young lady,'' Kirsten said, and Sam smiled and nodded. ''So how have you been? I don't think ok does it for you,'' Kirsten suddenly said, and Sam sighed and smiled at the older woman. She'd known this would come.
''You know, I've been better but I will tell you all about it tomorrow, because I'm really tired and I just want to go sleep,'' she said, and Kirsten lifted one eyebrow. Sam knew right away she couldn't get out of telling her something now, and she help up her hand when Kirsten opened her mouth. ''Ok, well, the last time I saw you – before I went away – I told you I found a way to get money, and I used that way. It was conning men – rich men – out of their money,'' she said, and she saw the disappointment on Kirsten's face about the conning, but she didn't say anything. Sam looked down, not liking the way Kirsten looked at her.
''Hey, it's ok, I knew about this and I knew you would do something like that, so come on, don't think I don't want to hear the rest,'' the woman said, and Sam nodded. With a sigh she continued.
''The last con went wrong – the guy found out what I was planning to do and turned me in,'' she told Kirsten, not wanting to tell the woman he had beat her to a pulp before turning her in. Kirsten nodded and smiled, and Sam smiled back, ''so I was convicted 2 years in prison, and I went there – this was not even a year ago,'' Sam added, and Kirsten frowned.
''Did you break out and that's why you're here?'' Kirsten asked concerned, and Sam shook her head.
''No, I was released because I helped catch someone. I will come to that later,'' Sam told the woman, who nodded and took a deep breath of relief. ''I came in there and noticed the women were scared and the guards were corrupt – they raped the women in there and I wanted to do something to help them. There was a new guard, his name was Jason, and he had to take me to the room where they…'' Sam's voice faded and she looked at Kirsten. The woman got the point. ''So, he told me to fake it, and I did – but only because I had a wound on my back and I didn't hear what he said, so I really screamed,'' Sam said with a smile. Kirsten widened her eyes.
''So you were hurt, by the man who turned you in?'' she asked, and Sam sighed and nodded.
''It doesn't matter anymore. Jason had to take me to that room a couple of times and I was scared to death, but then he told me he was undercover and he had a job to do – the same I intended to do. So we started working together and we got the justice we needed,'' she said with a smile, and Kirsten nodded.
''So you got out because you and Jason worked together as a team to bring down who you needed to bring down. Doesn't that feel good?'' Kirsten asked, and Sam could hear the confusion in the older woman's voice.
''Yeah, it does,'' Sam whispered, and she looked at Kirsten. Then she saw Kirsten start to smile, and she sighed.
''So you fell in love with the guy,'' she stated, and Sam nodded. What was the point in denying?
''We fell in love, yeah. He told me he would help me get out and he did, it took him 6 weeks and when I got out,'' she paused to brush a hand through her hair, ''I didn't see him anymore. After a week I saw him with my cellmate – who was also undercover but not the same as Jason – and I don't know what to think about it. I heard him confess to her he loved her and I ran here,'' Sam said softly, knowing the woman wouldn't agree with her choices.
''You're stupid, but I think you already know that,'' Kirsten said, and Sam looked up and frowned. ''It doesn't matter; you stay here for a while. Go to bed – it's already made and I don't think you want to stay here and talk much longer,'' she added, and Sam smiled weakly.
''Thank you,'' she replied, and Kirsten nodded and waved her away. Sam grabbed her suitcase and made her way to the room – the room she always used when she was here. She placed the suitcase on the bed and sighed. What did Kirsten mean – was she really stupid?
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Jason frowned when his phone rang. He knew it wasn't Sam, but he didn't recognize the number. So he picked it out of his pocket, ''Hello?''
''Jason, it's Max. I promised Sam not to call you until she called me to tell me she had arrived, but she went to of town to visit her grandmother,'' he heard Max say, and he grunted. She left without saying anything and asked Max to tell him? ''I'm sorry I didn't tell you but she made me promise,'' Max added, and Jason nodded.
''Sure – do you know where this grandmother lives?'' he asked Max, who fell silent. ''Max, tell me!'' he exclaimed, and Max cleared his throat.
''I don't – all I know is that it's near New York,'' he said, and Jason sighed. ''Come on, boss, I didn't know before and I don't know now but I know you have a lot of people and if you need to find her you will,'' Max said, and Jason nodded.
''I will find out where she is. You come in tomorrow because I know you didn't bring her like you planned,'' Jason snapped, and he disconnected the line. He knew he was out of line with Max but he wouldn't apologize. Sam left and Max didn't even bother to tell him, and now he was starting to think if Milo had told him the truth before. So he walked over to the door and opened it, pulled Milo inside and stared him down. ''Sam came over here didn't she? Last night, and don't you dare lie to me,'' Jason said, and Milo widened his eyes and nodded.
''Yeah, Sam came over here but she heard you and Jenna and she left again,'' Milo rushed to say, and Jason frowned and rubbed a hand over his face.
''What did she say? Did she hear anything that could've upset her or something?'' he asked, not really remembering all of the night. After Jenna had left and he had gone to bed, he didn't remember what happened at all, but he didn't think about it anymore because it couldn't matter.
''I think it was the way you said 'I love you' to Jenna,'' Milo said, and Jason frowned. ''You told Jenna you loved her and that's when she left – she was crying but didn't say anything else than 'don't tell Jason I was here','' Milo added, and Jason closed his eyes and moaned.
''I know – I remember now. I told Jenna what I would tell Sam if I saw her – I didn't know she was there and I didn't…'' he stopped talking. ''Does she think I have something with Jenna? She does, doesn't she?'' Jason asked Milo, who nodded, but then shrugged.
''I don't know, I think so. I would've thought the same thing if I was her, but I don't know how she thinks Jason, you should ask Max,'' Milo rambled, and Jason nodded. He should ask Max. But first he was going to go and have Stan look for her.
''Thank you Milo. Go back to your post,'' he said, and he pushed Milo out of the penthouse and closed the door behind him. He called Stan, ''Stan, I need you to search for Samantha McCall, she left Port Charles to visit someone and all I know is that person lives near New York. See if you can trace something on her cell or something, the last phone you bugged was hers,'' Jason said, and he heard Stan start to type on his laptop.
''I'm on it. I'll call one of my contacts tomorrow to help me,'' he said, and Jason sighed.
''Thank you Stan – sorry if I bothered you but I need to find her,'' he said, and he heard Stan chuckle.
''Sure man – I'm on it,'' Stan said, and then he disconnected the line. Jason turned around and started to pace the room, thinking of something about last night. He had heard the door open, but he didn't think any of it because when he turned to look at it, it was closed and he was drunk. Jenna had smiled at him after he had told her what he would tell Sam, and he had felt like he was going to pass out. He did drink too much, and he remembered Jenna saying he needed to stop drinking some time earlier on in the night. He didn't listen to her and look where he was now – looking for Sam because she had overheard something and thought the worst of it.
''Damn it,'' he screamed when he realized what happened. She had seen him with Jenna in Kelly's, and then she went to talk to him and heard him say 'I love you', even though he didn't say it to Jenna. If he would be in her shoes he'd think the same. He cursed again, when he realized she thought he was with Jenna. Sam thought he was having something with Jenna, when he didn't. He knew he had to find her and tell her what happened, because he didn't want to loose her. His phone rang and there was a knock on the door on the same time, so he opened the door and saw Carly standing there with her phone in hand. He looked at the caller ID and saw it was Carly, and then he threw his phone on his desk.
''I spoke to Sam yesterday,'' Carly said while walking in. Jason groaned, knowing Carly she had made it even worse.
''What did you say to her?'' he asked her, and she frowned and turned around. ''Come on Carly, what did you say to her?'' he asked again, and Carly sighed.
''I didn't get a chance to say much, because she didn't want to talk and she said something about you didn't care what happened to her, but she was upset and I want to know why?'' she said, and he sighed.
''She overheard me telling Jenna I loved her, but I didn't mean it like that – I was telling Jenna what I was going to say to Sam when I saw her,'' Jason explained, and Carly widened her eyes and slammed her hand against his shoulder.
''You don't think, do you? You don't need to tell Jenna what you're going to say to Sam – you need to tell Sam! She was crying her eyes out and she didn't want to talk about anything, and when I mentioned…'' she stopped talking, ''are you having a relationship with Jenna?'' she asked, and he frowned and shook his head. ''You idiot – she thinks you're having a relationship with Jenna, and I don't blame her. Look at your behavior at the courthouse, and then you spending more time with Jenna than with Sam – no wonder she's upset and doesn't want to talk to you,'' Carly said angrily.
''Come on Carly, I don't need this – I know what I did was wrong-'' he started to say, but Carly interrupted him.
''You better do something to make this right – right now – because you're going to loose her if you don't, and then what? You're going to be miserable and you're going to stop being you. Get the fuck off of your ass and go find her!'' Carly yelled, and Jason frowned.
''Carly, she left town to visit someone and I don't know where she is. Now please leave me alone so I can sleep and I can go look for her tomorrow,'' he said, and he opened the door again. She glared at him and walked out of the penthouse.
''You know, I wouldn't blame her if she disappeared, and it's all your own fault,'' she snapped, and she pulled the door behind her, slamming it closed. Jason stared at the door and sighed. Carly was right.
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Sam jumped when her door opened, and she turned around and saw Dave standing in the doorway. He looked like he'd been awakened by something, and he didn't look happy. ''Hey little woman,'' he said, and she smiled and hugged him. ''I just got a call,'' he said, and she frowned up at him.
''Why are you telling me this?'' she asked, and he frowned back at her.
''Because someone is looking for you. Sammie, are you in trouble, and is that why you're here?'' he asked, and she shook her head and sighed. Jason had already called his friends to look for her? Max had been quick to tell Jason, and she didn't like it one bit.
''I'm not in any trouble. I met someone – I mean I thought I did – and he is probably the one looking for me – but I don't want him to find me, Dave, please don't tell me you told the guy I was here,'' she said softly, and he shook his head.
''I told him nothing – but I'm not sure how long I can hold him off because Stan is one of the best in what he does – he is going to find you if you like it or not,'' Dave said, and he hugged her again before walking out of the room. She sank down on the bed and sighed. Dave was right – Jason was going to find her no matter what. She laid down and fell asleep right away, even though she didn't like the idea of Jason finding her sooner than she had thought.