Chapter 4

The air was knocked out of her as she was pushed up against the cell doors, and her hands were above her head. She could feel the blood circulation being cut off but she didn't say anything as she looked at Damien. He was the one pressing her up against the doors, and he was the one who was glaring at her. ''You will pay for messing the order, do you hear me?'' he snapped at her, and she just stared. She didn't do anything, but one way or another he was angry with her and she couldn't do anything. ''Answer me!''

''I hear you,'' she whispered, and he pushed his hips forward. She'd felt his erection press against her before, but he started grinding and she felt sick. He smirked, and she could hear some of the guards standing close laugh, and she closed her eyes.

''Mark my words – next time, when your Morgan isn't here, I will get to you,'' he whispered in her ear, and she gasped. ''Yeah, you better be afraid,'' he snapped at her when he heard it, and he pressed a hard kiss on her lips. She could feel the bars press into her back and she couldn't move her head. She hoped and prayed he would be done soon, but she knew he was just starting. Suddenly the women started moving and she knew it was time for dinner. ''Get to it,'' he snapped again, and he let her go. She knew that if she didn't have the bars behind her she'd collapsed on the ground.

''McCall, get walking,'' she heard another guard say, just before a hand brushed against her and she opened her eyes. She didn't know his name, but he acted like Damien and she knew she had to be careful. When she didn't listen right away he grabbed her arm.

''Let me go,'' she hissed, and she pulled back her arm. He didn't let her go, but he swung around and backhanded her. She stumbled back a little, and widened her eyes as her let her go and smiled at her before he walked away. She decided it was best to stop acting up today – even though she didn't know what she did wrong. She made her way toward the eating hall. By what Damien had said she figured Jason would be working, and while she got her food and sat down she looked around if she saw him. She didn't, and she looked down at her food.

Nobody had helped her – she didn't expect it but she had hoped one of the women at least would say something. Damien was going to do what he said, and she didn't even know what she did wrong. She looked at Dana who was sitting across from her and sighed. Dana didn't say anything but she shifted in her seat and continued eating. ''I'm going to be sick,'' Sam suddenly said, and Dana's head shot up and she glared at Sam. Sam held a hand to her stomach when she felt it roll, but nothing happened and she took a deep breath to get rid of the nausea.

''Keep it in because you're going to get in trouble,'' Dana said softly, and Sam nodded. She didn't touch her food, but suddenly she saw something. She turned her head a little and had to control her reaction, as she wanted to sigh in relief. Jason stood behind her, watching her, and she turned her head again. She looked down at her food and suddenly felt like eating again, and she grabbed her fork and started eating.

##########

Jason watched Sam as she started eating and turned around again, not wanting to get the attention. He didn't need it. Sam had been pale, only a distinct print on her face that was red. He knew someone had slapped her, and he felt the anger rise every time he thought about it. He had to get her to come with him, but he needed to wait for her to finish her dinner because he didn't want her to faint because of him. He took her to privacy every time around the time to eat, and even though he still brought food for her, it wasn't enough. As he looked around his eyes fell on Sam again, and he could see her looking at Dana. Dana shifted in her seat, and Jason got a weird vibe from her.

He knew, that after Sam had told Dana two days ago, Dana had acted differently to Sam, but she thought it was because she didn't want to blow their cover. He had the feeling it was something else. She acted like she was guilty – every time Sam would look at her he could see her shift in her chair and he wanted to know what she did. As he watched them, he thought about the handprint on Sam's face. She'd been in trouble again, and he wanted to know what happened. He'd seen the look of anger and fear on her face, and he knew Damien had done something. He hoped everything would be over soon, because he hated to see Sam hurt.

''Ok, forks down, and get up,'' Damien hollered through the hall, and he heard the clatter of forks being put down. Jason looked around and saw all the women getting up, and he turned back to see Sam clutching her stomach as she did. He frowned but he knew he had to keep himself in check so he turned back around and sighed when Damien came in sight. He was smirking at Sam, and Jason knew Sam had seen and that was why she was holding her stomach. He cursed under his breath and when the women started to walk back to the cells, he made his way to Sam and grabbed her. She hadn't seen him and he could feel her tense and jump as he took her with him. When she saw who it was that was holding her, she didn't say anything but closed her eyes briefly and looked behind her.

''Come on,'' he snapped at her, and she gasped and followed him to the room. The room they had been going to after Damien had told him about it. He knew it was weird to go there, for him it was weird too, but it was the only place where no one could hear them. Once inside he locked the door and pulled her in his arms, and was surprised to feel her tense up before relaxing in his arms. He could feel her arms wrapping around his waist and he pulled her even closer as he laid his chin on her head. ''What happened?'' he asked softly, and she shook her head. He decided to give her some time before asking again, and he took her to the chair and lifted her on his lap as he sat down.

''You know, this is getting way to complicated,'' she suddenly said, and his heart sank as he had the feeling she was going to back down. He'd be happy once she was safe and he knew he couldn't do anything to get her out unless she'd help him. He had talked to Sonny about this, and Sonny had told him to get her to help him, and then he would help her get out. ''I mean, after everything that I've been through, I didn't think I could feel like this inside of a prison, where it is supposed to be safer – you know?''

''I understand what you mean,'' he whispered, and she nodded again. ''Where are you going with this?'' he asked her, and she sighed.

''I mean that – you know that if you're not here I don't feel safe,'' she said, and he sighed. He was honored she felt safe with him, but it also meant things happened when he wasn't there.

''What happened, Sam? Did the guards do something to you or-'' he started, but she interrupted him.

''No, they didn't do anything,'' she said softly, and he knew she was lying. She was good at it, he had to give her that much, but he could hear the little shake in her voice, and he knew she was lying about the guards. ''I mean they did – god, you know how Damien is,'' she whispered, and he nodded. That's all he needed to know. He took her chin gently in his hand and forced her to look at him, and he could see the tears in her eyes.

''I'll be here to protect you,'' he whispered, and she closed her eyes and nodded. He leaned forward, planning on kissing her when she opened her eyes again and saw what he was doing. She pulled back and started pacing around the room, and he closed his eyes, cursing himself for his stupidity.

##########

Sam wanted to kiss him – hell, she wanted a lot more than kissing him, but she couldn't. She couldn't get her heart in this, because she knew he'd drop her when he wanted to. ''Jason, I know we want this – I know – but I can't,'' she said softly, and he looked at her. She could feel him looking at her even though she didn't see it. ''I really – I mean really – I'm starting to like you,'' she added, and he sighed. He got up, and she looked up at him when he stopped in front of her. He took her hands and pulled her toward him, and then he pressed his lips on hers. She needed this – she needed him. She knew she couldn't ignore it anymore, as she wrapped her arms around him and returned the kiss just as passionate. He wrapped his arms tightly around her and lifted her up, forcing her to wrap her legs around his waist.

''I need you, Sam, and I know you want me too,'' he whispered out of breath as he pulled back a little. She nodded; she knew she couldn't ignore it anymore.

''I want you – I want you so badly it hurts, Jason,'' she replied, and he nodded. His lips crashed on hers again, and she moaned in response. She knew it was going to happen now, and she knew she wanted it. He made his way to the bed and gently laid her down, and then he let himself sink on top of her and kissed her again. His hands roamed over her body and she felt him removed her shirt. She helped him lift it over her head and he smiled at her, and then kissed her neck. She moaned in pleasure when he found her sensitive spot, and her hands wrapped around his neck and pulled him closer.

''Lift your hips,'' he growled, and she did as he told her and lifted her hips while he removed her pants and panties in one move. She moaned when his hands brushed against her thighs and he opened his buttons and removed his pants and boxers. ''I need to be inside you, Sam, are you ready for me?'' he asked her softly, and she nodded. She'd been ready for him from the moment he started kissing her, and he lay down on top of her. She could feel his erection press into her thigh and she moaned. Somehow he had removed his shirt, and she couldn't remember when he did that but she didn't care. He unclasped her bra and removed that too, and then he started kissing her breasts as he touched her stomach. His hands were everywhere, and everywhere he touched her she could feel the tingles. She needed him, and by the way his erection was pressing against her she knew he needed her too.

''Jason please,'' she whispered when he moved to her other breast, and he looked up while he kept kissing it. He knew what she wanted but he waited, until he touched her clit and felt her wetness over his hands. He couldn't wait anymore – he had been waiting too long for her, and he pushed forward, penetrating her all the way. ''O my god,'' she growled, and she could hear him breath in deeply. He'd stopped moving, and she looked at him and saw he had his eyes closed. ''Jason,'' she breathed out, and he looked at her and smiled weakly.

''You feel so good baby,'' he returned, and she moaned and closed her eyes. She wrapped her legs around his waist and pulled him even closer, and he started moving. He couldn't help himself it seemed, as he started moving faster and harder. ''I'm sorry – I'm sorry,'' he started, but she shook her head and moved along with him. He trusted into her and moaned, and she could feel her orgasm coming fast and she screamed.

''Jason,'' she exclaimed when she came, and he pumped into her a couple of times more and released himself inside of her.

##########

His whole body shook as he collapsed on top of her and he had to catch his breath before rolling off her and pulling her against him. He couldn't believe what had just happened, but he was glad it did happen as he felt himself relax with Sam in his arms. ''That – Jason, that was amazing,'' she whispered, and he smiled. He felt the same about what just happened, even though he could slap himself across the forehead thinking about it. Never, in his whole life, had he done something like this, and he was stupid enough to forget something.

''Sam,'' he started, but then he looked down and he could see her sleeping peacefully on his chest. He closed his eyes and cursed under his breath. He'd forgotten protection – and he knew she couldn't be on the pill. ''Damn it,'' he cursed, and she tensed in his arms.

''What is it?'' she asked, her voice sleepy. He shook his head, but she wasn't about to let it go, and he sighed. ''Jason come on,'' she added, and he nodded.

''We didn't use any protection, and I didn't think about it at the moment,'' he whispered, and she nodded.

''Well, don't worry because I was told I couldn't have any children,'' she replied, and he widened his eyes. ''I had a – I mean I don't remember what happened but they told me I was in a fight and that caused me to loose my ability to get pregnant,'' she told him, and he nodded. He felt guilty for bringing it up, even though there was no way he could've known.

''I'm sorry about that,'' he replied, and she nodded with a smile. He could see it hurt her still, but he could also see acceptance, and he was proud of the strong woman in front of him.

''We need to get going – I don't want anyone to get suspicious and go looking for us,'' she suddenly said, and he nodded and moved to get out of the bed. she did the same and they got dressed in silence. ''Jason – I don't know what will happen from now on but know I don't expect anything from you,'' she suddenly whispered, and he nodded and smiled at her.

''I don't – I mean I didn't want – I didn't think you'd expect something from me – I was already planning on getting you out and I know you didn't sleep with me because of that,'' he said, and she frowned, but nodded. He didn't know what he had said wrong, but the whole way back to her cell she was quiet, and he wasn't used to her being this silent. He couldn't ask her as he pushed her in her cell and closed the door. He knew he had to get going with his plan, because he didn't want to put Sam in any more danger.

##########

Sam sank down on her bed and sighed. She hadn't planned anything that happened today, but she was glad it did happen. She'd had an amazing night with Jason and it had been just what she needed. He was amazing, and she knew she had to be careful – she didn't want to fall for him.

''Did you have fun with him?'' she heard Dana ask, and she frowned and sighed.

''You know what this is about,'' she replied, and she heard Dana mumble. She couldn't hear what she was saying but it didn't sound good. ''What happened?''

''What do you mean?'' Dana asked, and Sam rolled her eyes and sighed again.

''You've been acting weird around me ever since I told you about Jason – what's the problem with you?'' Sam asked Dana, feeling like there was something bothering Dana. She didn't know what it was but she didn't feel good about it, and she really wanted to know. She had though Dana was a friend.

''There is nothing – just drop it will you,'' Dana snapped, and Sam took a deep breath and closed her eyes. That wasn't a friend – Dana wasn't a friend. It had only seemed like it in the beginning, but right now Sam knew she wasn't a friend and she felt sorry for loosing something that could've turned into something more.

Now all she wanted to do was sleep, and as she felt her eyelids getting heavy she thought about Jason and the plan. She wanted to get it done as soon as possible, because it was getting a lot more dangerous than it had been when it started.