To say she was frustrated was an understatement. After Carly had left and Sam returned from the kitchen she found that she was alone. She had found a note saying that Jason had to work. Sam thought that was a likely story. Such a likely story that it kept going all week. Sam was starting to get fed up with it. She did everything in her powers to try and get Jason to unfrustrate her.

She had gone about walking around to next to nothing clothes or very tight closthes that showed off her body. She even walked around in only a robe or towel but Jason seemed unfazed by her and Sam was about to go find it from someone else. She knew who would give her attention that Jason wouldn't but knew that was a line she didn't want to cross again with Lorenzo.

Not being able to stand the apartment anymore Sam left. And that was what she was doing down walking around town. Sam knew she shouldn.'t be out this late but she just couldn't stay and deal with the loneliness that the penthouse felt like now. She couldn't go to Lorenzo because he was out of town for business and wouldn't be back till tomorrow. Carly had plans tonight with her boys and everyone else she knew was busy either working or being with thier families. Leaving Sam all alone.

Sam was all into her thoughts the whole time that she never noticed the man following her onto the docks. She never got that creeped out sensation until it was to late. When Sam looked up and turned around the leather glove engulfed her throat and sent her straight backwards into the wall never letting go of her throat. "Aw I have finally found you babe" his voice said as his beady eyes looked at her.

Sam's hands instantly went to were his hand was trying to pry it from her throat. Fear going threw her body. Her mouth going dry as her vision was becoming blurry with unshed tears. "no words for you love? I knew you would get off the island sooner or later" he laughed. Sam stopped struggling against him at his words. Realizing that he was her fault for being on that island.

She knew she had just replaced the fuel tank on her ship that it couldn't of blown up. She glared at him as she was drawing her strength back and was really wanting to kick his ass. "No words for me? I thought you would of missed me. Sugar you know i own you. Oh thats right i heard my dear little samantha can't speak. All the better for me since you can't disobey me" he said his hand getting tighter on her throat.

Getting frustrated and dizzy Sam took her leg and Kicked him hard in the leg. Since her aim was hard for something so much more sensitive. "You bitch" he said as he threw her down to the ground. Scrapping her hands and knees. She was bleeding on her knees threw the holes that now replaced where her jeans had been. "Listen here Sammy. I will be back. You can count on that" he said through a tight voice as he turned leaving Sam there alone.

Sam sat there on the cold floor and sighed. This was just great. She had thought she'd lost him but here he was in the new home town. It didn't matter that she was friends with the mobsters in town. Standing up and wincing as the pain radiated threw her she looked at her hands and were glad they weren't as bad. Sam started walking towards the penthouse wanting to get home before Jason so she could avoid him finding out. It started to rain. Cursing herself more in her head she took off as a small jog home.

Jason had noticed Sam's strange behavior within the last few days. She was hardly in the same room as him and always wearing turtleneck sweaters and jeans. Jason had to admit he missed her walking around in nearly nothing. It was something he looked forwards to as to what Sam was wearing to day. But all of a sudden it all changed and she seemed to be in so deep of thoughts that he was starting to get worried.

Jason was now getting home early for the first time and he wanted to do something with Sam since the night Carly had barged in. Walking into his penthouse Jason could say the less that he was stunned at the sight infront of him. Sam was sitting there on the couch with headphones on painting her nails totatally obvious to him.

But what wasn't obvious to him was the scrapes on her legs and the light bruiseing on her neck. Fury and anger went threw Jason. One for whoever did this to Sam and the other at Sam for not telling him. Completely pissed off Jason slammed the door Shut hard. Causing Sam to jump and spill some of the fingernail polish and she looked at him and could clearly see the anger.

Remembering what she was wearing and knew that he now knew. She ran up the stairs to change and she heard Jason just as fast behind her. Sam swung her door open and tried shutting it but Jason was to fast and was in her room. Sam was angry now as well but she turned her back on him and started getting dress. "What the hell is that Sam? Who the hell hurt you? Why didn't you tell him?" Jason yelled. Getting really mad that she was ignoring him.

After Sam pulled her shirt on she walked over to her vanity writting something down on the paper. She slipped her shoes on and walked towards him threwing the paper at him and hitting him hard as she walked pretty much threw him as she made a mad dash out of the penthouse. Jason looked at the note. "LIKE YOU'D CARE ANYWAYS" Jason turned and ran after her but was to late she was completely gone.

Going back inside Jason sat on the couch waiting of Sam to return.