Do not own General Hospital or any of the characters.

So I was inspired by today's show to write this chapter.

The Flame of Franco

Go home...

"Go home Jason," spoke Robin softly towards her friend as she approached him. He was seated in the waiting room. It was after hours but he had stayed.

Jason looked up at her at this. She was dressed in jeans and a black wool coat. Robin's shift had just ended and was on her way out when she spotted Jason. It had been about three hours since Jason had left Sam's room after she had fall sleep. He knew he should head home and get some rest himself but he didn't have the energy to do so. He wanted to be with Sam. Jason did not reply to his friend's concern. He wasn't going home.

"Jason, I just checked on Sam, she is sleeping. She won't know if you're gone. I know you want to be with her...but you need your rest too. When was the last time you even slept?" asked the doctor as she took the seat across from him.

Jason shook his head at this, "I don't know." His eyes drifted from Robin's face to the screen of the television that he had been watching but not really focused on.

"Well, I can bet that it's been a few days," commented Robin as she adjusted her bag on her shoulder. "Just think about it, okay. Visiting hours don't resume until another three hours. Go home, take a shower, get some rest, eat something, and then come back."

Jason signed at this. He knew that Robin was right. That he should go home and sleep for a while. His body ached with exhaustion. However, he didn't have it in his heart to leave the hospital, to leave Sam's side. At least sitting here he was close by enough to her. "I have to stay," he whispered.

"I know you want to be close by Sam but she is sleeping now, there is nothing you can do Jason. Go home. I will get one of the nurse's to phone you if Sam wakes up if that helps. But just promise me you will go home," pleaded Robin, her eyes glistening with concern.

"I don't have a car," he admitted.

"Don't worry, I will drive you home," replied Robin with a smile as she reached over and grasped Jason's hand and gave it a squeeze.

The penthouse was quiet as Jason opened the door and entered his home slowly. His body ached with exhaustion as he lazily threw the keys onto the surface of the desk as he closed the door behind him. The room was pitched black except for the kitchen light that poured into the dining room of the apartment. Stripping off his leather Jacket and kicking his boots off by the side of the stairs, Jason made his way up to the bedroom.

As he walked down the hallway, he could hear low whispers coming from behind Spinelli's door. He ignored this. He was in no mood to talk with Spinelli and Maxie at the moment. Walking past the door, he continued on towards his bedroom.

Once inside he closed the door behind him before pulling off the black t-shirt he was wearing and undid the fly of his jeans. Stripping down to his boxers, Jason climbed into bed and fell into a deep sleep.

He slept for an hour before waking up in a cold sweat. His blue eyes stared around the darken room, taking in his surroundings. He had dreamed of the video tape. His ears were still ringing of her cries and sobs of pains as he slowly sat up against the pillows. His heart was racing madly with in his chest, a cold sweat drenching his skin causing a mountain of goosebumps to form along his back. However he ignored all this as he breathed deeply into the stillness of the room. His thoughts drifting towards Sam.

So I know it was really short but more will be coming very soon, I promise.

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