Chapter 5

It was too late. Sam knew she had fallen in love with Jason. It had been two weeks after their first time of making love, and he took her over to that room every day – one day they would just talk, and the other they would make love. She knew it was too late when she saw him walking around with a smirk on his face. He was her one – the one she'd been waiting for – and she couldn't do anything about it. She looked away when she saw Damien looking at her, and she started eating again. It was after noon and she knew Jason's shift would end soon – he'd asked the afternoon off because he needed to deal with something. She didn't like it but she couldn't blame him, and she couldn't do anything about it.

Jason looked at his watch and Sam knew enough. His shift was over, and when he looked at her she saw in his eyes he didn't want to leave. He had the same feeling as she had – like something was going to happen. She didn't know what it was, but she didn't feel good about him leaving early, and he could see it in her eyes because he nodded once to let her know it was going to be ok. He walked out of the hall and when she couldn't see him anymore, she looked back at her plate. She didn't feel like eating anymore, and she laid down her fork and leaned back.

She'd been having trouble with Damien the past two weeks. He had come to her a lot and mostly threatened her, but she knew he knew something. He was angry with her all the time, even though most of the time she didn't do anything. She watched him and she frowned when she saw him looking right past her with a smile on his face, and she turned to see Dana smile back. As soon as Dana saw Sam looking at her, the smile faded and Sam knew there was something going on between the two of them. ''What are you looking at,'' Dana snapped, and Sam shrugged and looked away again. Some of the women in close proximity looked at her with a frown, and she sighed.

''You know the drill,'' sounded suddenly, and Sam got up and stood behind her chair. She knew they were going back to the cells, and after that Jason would be gone. He would bring them to the cells, even though his shift ended some time before and she was grateful for that. She looked at him and he winked, and she looked away after smiling faintly. She didn't want anyone to catch on, but Dana did, and she glared at Sam before looking away. Sam took a deep breath to stay calm – she didn't want to get in trouble by asking something she shouldn't – and followed the other women to the cells. As Dana and Sam stepped in their cell she looked around and saw everyone stand in their cell before the doors closed with a bang. She knew it didn't matter what she said to Dana, because she hadn't spoken to Sam that much the last couple of weeks, so she laid down on the bed and closed her eyes.

''Damn it,'' she heard someone yell, and the door of her cell opened and Damien stepped in. ''Dana, come on bitch, I need you to follow me,'' he said to her, and Sam frowned, but didn't say anything as Dana got out of the bed and followed Damien. She didn't do anything to stop it, but Damien didn't close her cell door so she got up and leaned out of her cell to see where they were going. She felt like she was going to be sick when she saw them move to the room Jason always brought her, and she got back in her cell. She wasn't about to get in trouble just because her door stood ajar, so she lay back down on her bed and sighed. Suddenly she heard someone shuffle inside and she opened her eyes. Damien stood hovering over her and smirked at her, and she frowned as she sat up.

''What do you want?'' she asked him, and she cursed herself when she heard her voice shake a little. He just smirked and grabbed her arm, pulled her up and led her out of her cell. She didn't know where he was taking her but she couldn't help but struggle.

''Jason isn't here to save you, bitch,'' he snapped at her, and she shook her head. She knew Jason wasn't there, that was why he took her and that was why she was scared to death, wondering what he was going to do to her.

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Jason drove over to the office Sonny had told him to come, and sighed. He didn't have a good feeling about leaving the prison early, but Sonny needed him for something and he didn't have a choice but leave early. As he parked his car and stepped out of it, he saw Carly walking around back with Michael and he smiled. He loved both of them, and even though Carly was a little clingy at times he didn't mind. He stepped inside and knocked on the door. He didn't know what Sonny wanted from him, but he knew it had something to do with his current job. Sonny had promised him not to ask him to do anything else besides this job and he had kept his promise until now. Sonny ordered him to come in and he frowned when he realized he was still standing in front of the door, even though he never did that.

''Hey,'' Sonny said when Jason opened the door and approached the chair in front of Sonny's desk. As he sat down he nodded once and looked at Sonny. He looked good, and Jason smiled.

''Seems like it's calm out,'' he said, and Sonny nodded.

''It is – the only thing at the moment is Damien and you're working on him – I wanted to know how it went along with Sam McCall and what you are planning on doing,'' Sonny said, and Jason nodded and started telling Sonny their plan.

''So, she's going to lure him to get her alone, and I'll be there to help her and kill him,'' Jason finished, and Sonny nodded.

''You think it's safe? I mean what if he takes her to that room when you're not there – what if he took her this afternoon?'' Sonny asked, and Jason shook his head. He didn't want to believe Damien would do that, because there was no reason to do that. Sam didn't do anything yet, and he looked at Sonny again.

''Damien wouldn't take her there because she didn't start her plan yet – we've been talking about this a lot and she will only do something like that when I'm there – and once he takes her I will be there to help her,'' Jason said, confident of their plan.

''If you say so – listen, until you find the time to get to Damien and I mean you need to go after him soon, I will handle everything around here – right now it's slow and no one is trying to do anything but I'm worried about you,'' Sonny said, and Jason frowned. Sonny smiled, ''you've been spending a lot of time with Sam and you can't stop talking about her – even Carly noticed and she never does – so why don't you tell me what's going on between the two of you?''

''You know, Sonny – I'll tell you,'' Jason said, and Sonny nodded. Jason realized it didn't matter if he told Sonny because Sonny already knew a lot. ''I think I'm in love with her – we've been spending a lot of time together and we did make love – you know it felt different than it had with every other woman I've been with,'' Jason explained, and Sonny nodded.

''She's something if I hear you talk – I mean she is someone who accepts you the way you are,'' Sonny said, and when Jason nodded, he added, ''that's good. You know what – I have some other business to attend to and I need to get going, so go and have some fun on this lovely day.''

''Hey, I'll see you tomorrow before my shift,'' Jason said, and Sonny nodded. Jason always went to see Sonny before a shift but lately he didn't have that much time to do it – he always had to be up early and get to the halls in time and he didn't want to bother Sonny that early. He got up and walked out of the office, made his way to his car and drove home.

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It was sick. They were sick. Sam looked away when Damien climbed on top of Dana, ready to have sex with her, and Dana seemed to enjoy every minute of it. He didn't know it, but he blew a cover and Dana helped him with it. Sam only wanted to be in her cell, but now she had to listen and watch them have sex. She growled, and she heard the bed move. She didn't want to look, and she turned around, but soon she felt her arm being pulled back and she opened her eyes, to see Damien standing in front of her in all his glory. He was mad – and not just a little bit – and he growled something at her. She couldn't hear it at first but she concentrated on his face.

''You're next,'' he said, and she shivered. He pushed her down on the chair, but he didn't go back. He stared at her. ''Maybe I'll take you first,'' he said suddenly, and she widened her eyes and shook her head. She couldn't – this was it, she was trapped, she thought, as he grabbed her arm and pulled her up again. But as she struggled against him he slapped her, and she could see the anger on his face double. She didn't care, she didn't want to be here, and she looked at Dana to see her smiling. This was sick.

''What are you going to do with her sweetie?'' Dana asked softly, and Damien turned around and growled at her. She nodded and closed her mouth, while Damien turned back around to Sam. He slapped her again, and pulled her over to the bed. She struggled, and he slapped her again, making her fall to the ground because he had let go of her.

''You better work with me or else I'm going to beat the shit out of you,'' he snapped, and she shook her head. She'd rather have him beat the shit out of her than having him rape her, and she glared at him. ''It's your choice, bitch,'' he said, just before his foot connected with her side. She grunted out in pain, but she didn't do anything to stop him. She did roll up in a ball to make him have less places where he could kick or hit her, and she smiled inwardly when she heard him curse.

''You're pathetic if you need to beat someone,'' she whispered, and Damien widened his eyes and gestured for Dana to hold her. Sam shook her head – she wished now she hadn't said anything, but it was already to late. Dana, for a small woman, was strong, and pulled Sam up and held her hands behind her back.

''Now you're going to get it,'' Damien said with a grin, and she shivered and closed her eyes shut so she shouldn't have to look at him. His fist slammed into her stomach, but she couldn't move as Dana held on to her arms. She felt a tear slip over her face as she started to struggle against Dana's grip, but it didn't matter because somehow the woman behind her was a lot stronger.

Every time she felt his fist slam into her body, she heard Dana chuckle, and suddenly it stopped. Dana dropped her to the ground and Sam, being weak as it is, couldn't do anything to keep standing. Before she knew it she felt his foot again, and she was too slow. She rolled up as a ball but everything hurt as she felt his foot slam into every time, and then it stopped.

''Come on, babe – I think she had enough,'' she heard Dana say, and even though she didn't say it to help Sam, she was grateful. ''There'll always be a next time,'' she added, and Sam grunted. Dana moved and Sam opened her eyes to see Damien and Dana kiss. Soon they walked to the bed and started making love while Sam lay on the ground. Sam couldn't help the tears flowing over her face, as she didn't have a choice but to listen to this sick game of theirs.

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Right after he left Sonny's Jason had been called up. Some guard was sick and they wanted him to come and work the night shift. All he had to do was keep an eye on the women, there was really nothing to it, and he had agreed. This allowed him to check on Sam without going there to see her – while he was off work – and he took the opportunity. So as he made his way out of the car to the hall, he yawned. He had just woken up from his nap before work, because even though he liked working night shifts he didn't think he would survive being up all day and night. He smiled at the women and sighed when they didn't say anything, but he was used to it.

''Hey Bo,'' he greeted one of the guards, and he frowned. Bo was the only guard who didn't use scare tactics.

''Jason there is something very wrong here,'' Bo said with a smile, and Jason smiled back and nodded.

''Yeah, some guard got sick and they needed me to jump in so I agreed,'' Jason replied, and Bo nodded.

''Yeah, listen, you might want to check on McCall, because she didn't come out of her bed with dinner,'' Bo informed Jason, and when he wanted to open his mouth Bo stopped him. ''Dana said she was alright, but I don't think McCall would skip a meal,'' he added, and Jason nodded.

''Thanks, I'll go check on her later,'' he said, and he walked away. He remembered once Damien was gone, he had the lead, and he didn't like it one bit. Damien had already left a couple of hours ago because his shift had ended before dinnertime, and as Jason put away his food for later, he sighed. He decided now was as good as any time to check on Sam and he was worried about her, so he walked through the halls.

''Morgan,'' he heard someone call his name, and he turned around and saw one of the women looking at him. He walked back to her and nodded, gesturing for her to speak her mind. ''I don't think it's alright with Sam,'' she whispered, and he frowned. Even the inmates realized something was wrong with Sam, and he nodded.

''I'm going to see what's wrong with her, Jenna, don't worry,'' he said, and Jenna nodded. He walked to the cell Sam was staying in and saw her in the bed – all under the covers. He looked at Dana and saw her glaring at him, but he didn't bother to say something about it because it didn't matter.

''Morgan, what are you doing here,'' she snapped, and Jason frowned at her.

''It's none of your business, Dana,'' he replied softly, and he could see Sam tense up in her bed. He wondered what was wrong, but as he opened the door she didn't come from under the covers and it only worried him more. ''Sam,'' he whispered, and he could see her shake her head. He kneeled down next to her and pulled the covers from her, and he gasped when he saw her.

''Jason please,'' she whispered, and he closed his eyes for a moment hearing how weak she sounded.

''What happened, Sam?'' he asked, and she shook her head. Somehow he knew what happened and he cursed, slamming his fist to the ground in anger. Damien. ''Come on, I'll bring you to the clinic,'' he said, and he lifted her in his arms. She cried out in pain and he looked at her apologetically, but it didn't matter. God, he wanted to kill Damien for doing this, and he glared at Dana. He knew she was in on it too, and as he walked out of the cell and called for Bo to close the door, he walked to the clinic. There was a little clinic attached to the halls and as he stepped in and told the nurses to call a doctor, he laid Sam down on the table and held her hand.

''Jason I didn't – I couldn't stop him,'' she whispered, and he nodded. He looked at her and saw the bruises on her face, and he knew there was more to it. He was going to kill the bastard – tonight.

''I'll be back, Sam,'' he growled as he got up, and she shook her head and held on to his hands tightly.

''Please, Jason stay with me,'' she cried, and he was torn. Torn between staying with her and killing Damien. ''It can wait,'' she whispered as if reading his mind, and he sighed and sat back down next to the table. As the doctor came in and began working on Sam, Jason watched, and he vowed to himself Damien would die a slow and painful death for doing this to the woman he loved.