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Hey, so a know its been a few weeks since I last updated but its just been crazy for me with school and work and trying to come up with a storyline for this story. I just have been in a writing rut for a bit. Not sure where to go with any of my stories really. But I was inspired with the current Franco storyline, especially with the emotional episode of today's show.

The Flame of Franco

The truth is spoken...

It has only been a couple of days since Sam had been released from the hospital when she had been called in to the PCPD to give her statement.

Mac had been admitted with getting it. Both Lucky and Jason still thought it was too soon, for her but they both had not control in the matter. It needed to be done.

"I'm here for you," spoke Jason towards Sam as he took her hand and they walked into the police department together. It felt a little strange for him to be walking in freely like this, with no hand cuff or being escorted by an officer. It was rare that he came in on his own time like this. It was only when someone he love was in trouble he came in willingly. This was one of those rare times.

Sam had been quiet the whole car ride coming here. She was usually quiet. But Jason could tell she was scared. She hadn't spoken of what had happened to her out loud to anyone. This would be her first time. Making it all more real and not just a nightmare in her head.

The couple was greeted by Mac and Lucky, who were waiting for them both outside the interrogation room. It would be Lucky who would be taking her statement. He knew that Sam would feel more comfortable with telling a familiar face what had happened to her, then a stranger. He knew what had happened with the therapist. The more she was pushed, the further she closed herself off.

Lucky wouldn't push her. He would be gentle and slow. He would sit with her all day if that is what he would have to do to get her full statement on tape, like Mac wanted.

"Are you ready?" asked Lucky towards Sam, who looked back at him with a blank expression. She didn't really give him an answer. She just shrugged her shoulders slightly and looked past him towards the spot on the wall behind him. She looked exhaust. Like she always did now a days. The Sam he had fallen in love with a long time ago was gone, leaving an empty shell behind. It sadden him to see her like this. It also immediately made him think of Elizabeth and how she had been after she had been raped.

"Come on, let's get this over with," he whispered towards her as he began to lead her into the room.

Once Sam was in the room, Lucky quickly turned around, blocking Jason entrance into the room. "I'm sorry Jason, you can't come in. "

The mobster looked like he had just had the wind knocked out of him, "But Sam needs me..." His voice trailed off. He had no energy left in him to fight the officer.

"You can wait out here until Sam is done, okay?"

Jason held Lucky's gaze for a second before nodding his head. He understood. Lucky stood there for a second longer before closing the door behind him. Leaving Mac and Jason on the outside.

The two men did not exchange any words as they stood there for a moment before Mac wondered off back to his office. Jason did not know where to go. He didn't plan on going on home. But he felt very uncomfortable staying in the PCPD. He had thought he would had been with Sam. He looked over his shoulder at the interrogation room door before walking away and taking a seat on the wooden bench far off to the side of the police department.

It was quiet in the room as Lucky sat across from her, his back was towards the door. The tape recorded sat far off to the right side of the table. Sam had her knees drawn up towards her chest. It was like she was trying to make herself disappear thought Lucky as he reached out for the tape recorder. This movement immediately got a reaction from Sam.

Her eyes suddenly shifted towards where his hand hovered above the recorder. "Are you ready to start?" asked Lucky in a gentle voice towards her.

She looked up at him at this and nodded her head slightly. She didn't know if she would ever be ready.

"Okay," whispered Lucky in reply as he stared at Sam a second longer before turning on the recorder.

"Okay, Sam. I'm just going to start off by asking what is your earliest memory of December 31st, 2009?" the officer blue eyes looked on at her face. She was staring intensly down at the surface of the table.

Her mind felt like a bowl of fog. Her memory of that day was made up of a bunch of bits and bobs. She wasn't really sure what ones where true and what ones were things she had made up.

"I'm not sure," her voice was thin and weak sounding in the stillness of the room. She did not say much for a while after this. Lucky could tell she was trying to get her memories in order. He didn't push her. He knew she needed time.

"I remember waking up feeling happy. I had wanted to plan something special with Jason. It would had been our first New Year together in a while. I remember thinking how I wanted the new year to start off with happiness and celebration. ...Ironic isn't it?" she stated as she lifted her head and met Lucky's eye.

There was pain not only in her voice but in her eyes. He had to look away briefly from her.

"Spinelli had been over earlier...I think we had been going over a work case of some sort. I remember asking him about Jason...asking him to tell him to come over later on that night. I remember also about something of my sister and mom but I'm not sure what they were over for," her voice trailed off for a bit after this. She was trying to keep her emotions at bay as a flash of what was about to come next appeared clearly in her mind.

"The next thing I remember is that it is night and I was preparing for Jason to arrive..."

"Did Jason ever arrive?" asked Lucky.

"No he never did. I wasn't even sure if he was going to. He hadn't called me to say he was or not but I just figured that he would, even know his mind had been wrapped up in all things having to do with...him," she could not muster herself to say his name. "I remember watching the snow falling outside, thinking how it was such a beautiful night. I had my whole apartment lit with candles. I had wanted it to be a special evening. For some reason, I remember being nervous. I'm not sure why. I just was. I had poured myself a glass of wine and taken outside to the Jacuzzi. "

"Where were you when Franco arrived?"

"I was in the Jacuzzi when he arrived. I had left the front door open...for Jason. I hadn't heard him arrive. And when I heard footsteps in the living room and saw a shadow on the patio, I had thought it was Jason..." her voice filled with emotion but she quickly bit down on her tongue, stopping her self from crying. She needed to get through this.

It seemed like ages before the door opened and Sam appeared to Jason. But in reality really, it had only been an hour or two. Jason immediately rose to his feet and walked to Sam's side. She looked worse then when she had gone in. He could tell she had been crying, her eyes were red and dry.

She looked up at him as he approached. He could tell that she was fitting back tears. He reached out towards her.

She did not fit him off like she usually did. She needed to be touched. She immediately wrapped her arms around his waist and buried her face into his chest, damping his shirt with tears.

He gently caressed her back with his left hand as his right cradled the back of her head.

He looked over her head towards Lucky, who just appeared from the room. The two men met each other's eye.

Neither spoke a word for a moment.

"I have to go give this to Mac but make sure she gets some rest," spoke Lucky.

Jason nodded his head in reply at this.

"I will be in touch," added the officer before walking off, leaving the couple to be.

Jason waited until Lucky was gone before he kissed the top of Sam's head, whispering to her, "Let's go home."

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