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Chapter 2
As Sam gets out of her car and begins walking to the apartment she shared with Jason she's wondering to herself how worse could this day get for her. First she woke up late for work this morning and then ran out of gas on her way and had to take a taxi to get her the rest of the way. At lunch she spilled cranberry juice all over her white shirt. She had an appointment at GH and as she was walking into the hospital her heel got caught in an air vent and broke.
Last but not least she got stuck in traffic on her way home for almost half an hour. Not to mention the fact that before she left GH Jason had called her from the PCPD and said that he had been arrested for shooting out Johnny Zaccahra's apartment the night before. He swears he didn't do it but the cops at PCPD were determined to take her husband and Sonny down.
Sam was on her way to the precinct when Jason called her back and said not to bother that he was being held in a cell and had to complete the paper work to process him. On her way back from seeing Dr. Chang in GH the ordeals of the day took a toll on her and she began crying. On her way to her car she bumped into Patrick. He was the last person she wanted to see. Although she couldn't blame him for blaming her husband for Robin's death she still felt like he had no right to blame Jason. If it was someone else that had been sick and Robin died trying to save their life Sam was sure Patrick would feel differently and wouldn't blame them. But because it was Jason it made the situation totally different.
Sam walked into her apartment and spread out on the couch exhausted from the day. For some reason or other she started thinking about everything that happened to her in the last 10 to 15 years. The fact that she was in prison for 5 years for attempted murder which no one knew about. The fact that she lost her beloved brother. The fact that she had a miscarriage and lost her own child. The fact that she was shot and believed for a long time that she couldn't bear children any longer. The fact that she almost lost the love of her life more times then she cares to count. Sam couldn't hold it all in any longer and broke down and cried until she cried herself to sleep.
Jason stares into Sam's eyes. "Sam I love you. No matter what happens I will always love you."
Franco grabs Sam by the neck holding her at gun point as he whispers in her ear, "I love you Sam. You and I belong together. Now say good-bye to your doting sweetheart." Franco points the gun at Jason with an evil smirk and shoots.
Sam cries out in agony. "NO!"
Jason runs over to Sam and comforts her. "Sam. It's just me."
Sam gets her thoughts together and realizes she was on her couch with Jason ok and sitting next to her. She realizes that it was all just a nightmare and both of them were safe.
"Are you alright", Jason asks.
"Yea. I just had a nightmare."
"You wanna tell me what it was about?"
Sam glares at Jason. "It was about Franco".
"Franco's dead Sam."
"I know. I just…can't stop thinking about him and the way he hurt us Jason."
"Do…the nightmares happen often?"
"Umm…no. Not really. At least once a month."
Sam cuddles into Jason's arms.
"Well as long as you remember that Franco's dead. He can't hurt us anymore."
Sam cuddles into Jason's arms with comfort. She knew that Jason was right. She knew Franco couldn't get to her anymore. But for some reason or other she felt strange. As though something evil was lurking around her. She just hoped that whatever it was would just go away. She doesn't know how much more she could take.