"Was is it, tell me?" I placed my hand over his and waited for whatever terrible news he had in store for me. Whatever it was I could take it, I would be there for him. I would indefinitely accept it. I loved Jason and I wanted to be there for him.

"I have to leave Port Charles for a while" I pulled my hand away, I couldn't, I wouldn't accept this. He was leaving me! For a while, what the hell was a while? Two weeks, two months, a year? He hurried to apologize "I'm sorry baby, but I do, it's what's best. They're after Sonny!"

I couldn't believe the words coming out of my mouth, but I couldn't stop them they were to fast and true. "I don't give a damn! You can't leave, you can't!" I made a decision, quickly. "I'm coming with you then."

Jason shook his head in refusal "I'm sorry Sam, I am. But this is what is best for right now. You think I want to go? I want to stay with you, but I decided..."

I cut in angrily, "You decided right, it's not just going to hurt you if you go Jason. You do have a family who care's about you, and you have me! How can you just make this decision without even saying anything to me? It isn't right!" I was crying by now, and I didn't try to stop the tears. There was no use any ways. I was livid, sad, and a mess.

He grabbed my hand, squeezed it in his own. "I'm sorry, I'm so, so sorry. Brenda, your sister, is pregnant. Sonny can't leave her right now, if I disappear for a while they'll think it was me who commited the crime and they'll only ask Sonny where I am, then I'll come back say I was visisting family and whatever they built up on me will fall to pieces because none of it is true"

I wiped my eyes, my nose and sniffled "So Sonny did do what they think he did?"

Jason glanced away, "Sam...I can't say" Which was on it's on was a yes.

"I have to go" I couldn't stand to stare and beg him to stay when he was already adament about leaving me here without him. I drove home, but not to the home I thought I was going to. I went to my mother's house. Who was fortunately home. When she opened the door, I drooped into her arms. Releasing my sorrow into her shoulder.

She rubbed my back, and cooed into my ear that everything was going to be okay like I was a kid again and I fell and bruised my knee. I wish I was a kid again, nothing this bad ever happened when you were young. And if it did you parents kept it away so you wouldn't get hurt. Who protected you when you were older from getting hurt? "Baby what's wrong?" Mom finally asked, slightly pulling away to see my red face swollen from all the crying I was doing.

How could I tell her though? She was connected to the police and if Jason was leaving she'll probably tell. And they'll try to arrest him on false charges. So instead I said I had a fight with Jason about a frivilous subject and walked my way up to my old room to shower and get into flannel pajamas and crash on my bed. Halfway through the night Brenda called. I guess she heard from Sonny that Jason was leaving.

"Hey babygirl, how are you at mom's?"

I snuggled farther into my covers, and wiped at my eyes "How do you know where I am?" I croaked, my throat hurting from wailing into my pillow. Gosh, I can be so dramatic and I thought that was Brenda's job.

"Your my sister Sam, I know you, you know me. Turn on the television and let's watch Mean Girls together"

"I don't feel like it" I pouted.

"Turn it on...now"

Fine, I turned the televison on. And she was right watching Mean Girls with her and laughing at all the ridiculous prepiness was fun. Especially when she was right there laughing with me.