I do not own FSOG E.L James does

The only thing I do own is Samantha Thompson and a bunch of other characters that are not in the trilogy.

Chapter 1: Moving to Seattle

Seattle is so rainy, but it reminds me of home. I miss London and everyone there even though I barely had friends my age. I was a private person with a bad temper. My mother told me that when I was five. My temper just got worst from there. When I was twelve my parents told me what they do for a living, but I already knew what they did for a living. They both ran my grandfathers company when he died, but apparently they have two jobs. One beings co CEOs of the worlds best environmental company and being assassins. At first I was shocked and angry that they kept being killers from me. But I knew they were protecting me. Maybe that was why I was a private person when I was younger. My parents said that I could have been the best if my temper wasn't so bad. I learned to control my temper and I started my training. I was the best and everyone knew, but I wasn't cocky about it. I am a natural born fighter and killer having my first assignment at 15. I am 18 and moving to seattle because my father wants the company to be in the states rather than Europe and Australia. My father being the weirdo he is chose Seattle instead of sunny California. I am ok with it except for my little brother. William and Noa are my parents name and Tony is my older brothers name. He is 23 and engaged to my bestfriend Addyson. She is also 23 and she was the one who helped me with everything. Tony is my fathers left hand man while I am my fathers right hand man or woman should I say. Our plane just landed at Sea-Tac and it is already raining,but I don't care. The time change is already getting to me and jet lag. I feel different though. LIke something good is something to happen. We collect our stuff and get into the car. While driving through Seattle it seems busy. The Seattle Skyline catches my eye though. "What are you thinking about?" Addie asks me. "The Seattle Skyline seems very interesting. Do you think we can go later?" My father looks at me and smile. " Of course we can go but we need settle in first and you are quite busy your studies and all." I nod and I zone out and Tony pinches me sayng we have arrived at our house. " You are such a wanker Tony!" He just smirks at me and grabs Addie's hand to go inside the new house. My mother puts her arm around and she knows something is bothering me. " Are you alright you seem different and not here?" I look at her and shrug.

"I am fine. After coming back from my assignment everything seems different now and I miss him." She looks worried and concerned

"I know you do honey, but you couldn't save him even if you tried."

" I know that, but sometimes I can't stop thinking about him, but the trainging makes it better to get through the days, but training reminds me of him also." I see my father coming towards us.

"Maybe you should stop training for a little while and go to college. Possibly harvard this fall and study business." My mother says and I want to say no, but I need to move on from him.

My father comes up to us and kisses mine and my mother's forehead. He knows what we have been talking about but says nothing because he loved Devin as a son.

" What do you think about the new house" my father asks. I look at him a little shocked and say " A house? This is a Freaking castle!" Both of my parents look at me and laugh and I just can't help and laugh with them. Our new home is surrounded by a bunch of property. The house seems very inviting and vintage and homey. I knew my mother decorated because only her touches are in the house. 7 bedrooms and 5 and a half baths. No pool yet but apparently we are getting one soon. I walk through our new home and it is absolutely breathtaking. " It kind of looks like our house in the Hamptons mum." Tony loved going to the Hamptons in the summer whenever he didn't have an assignment. I loved that home too, but there were too many memories and I haven't been back since Devin died. " Sammie your room is the third floor and you can't miss it because yours is the only one there" my mother smiles at me and winks. She knows I love being alone and so I hug her go find my room. Everything is unpacked and I am happy that my mother knows me so well. I hate unpacking. I go to my closet and see everything is there. My closet is huge and I a am so happy. I am tired and I grab my clothes to take a shower. I opt for spankies and my dads old University of Cambridge. I look at my room one more time and I am happy with it. My walls are turquoise blue and my bed comforter is grey. My desk is cherry oak and my laptop is there. My king size bed seems a little too big it complements my room. I have a nightstand next to my and I see a picture of Devon and I in Paris where he told me he first loved me. My hardwood floors are also cherry oak and there is a rug at the foot of my bed that is also turquoise. My flat screen tv is on a stand in front of my bed. next to my desk is a window that oversees the coast and trees. After looking around I find the bathroom and it is across the hall from me. I is absolutely beautiful and vintage. As I strip off my clothes I look in the mirror and see all the scars I have gotten years of being who I am. My dark brown almond eyes look lifeless. My hair looks like it hasn't been washed. I look like my mom with little touches of my father. I am Thai/Laos/White. I look more asian than white. My brother looks more white than asian. I consider myself pretty. Nice slender body, long legs for my 5"3 stature not big but not small boobs. I have a ass but I don't really see why people call me a beauty. Before getting into the shower I take off my promise ring from Devon and tears start falling from my eyes. Forever and Always was inscribed onto my ring. I turn the shower on and the hot water feels nice on my skin the water is hot but not hot enough to burn my skin. I start crying and remembering of all the things I did with him. Me and him meeting for the first time. Our first date. Our first kiss. The first time he said I love you. Our first fight. My first time having sex with him. And everything else. The shower is the only place I cry because I hate it when people see me cry. Crying is a sign of weakness. Our soft side is only shown in our family but when we are in public our mask comes up. After about 20 minutes I feel better and tired. I dressin my spankies and t shirt and go to my room I lay on my bed and look at my phone and get a text from my best friend Brooklynn. She tells me that she is engaged and she is happy. Even though that she is 19 I know that she would do anything for her boyfriend or now fiance Keaton. They are both important people in my life and were there for my when Devon died. When he died it hit us all hard. My entire family loved him. Tony loved him because they were best friends.

Addyson and Devon basically grew up with each other even though he was 4 years older than she was. He was her big brother and she was his little sister. My father taught him everything he knew while my mother taught him how to trust again. Keaton and Brooklynn were there for him when I was dying and had no one. He was there for me when I lost my grandfather and best friend. He was always there for me and even though we were 9 years apart he never treated me like a child. He always treated me as his equal. I miss him everyday and even though he has been dead for 7 months I know I need to move on. Before I go to sleep I look at our picture with us in Paris and smile.