A/N: Thank you for so much for all the feedback. Yes, I realize many of my readers are not happy with where I have taken this story. However, before writing off give me at least 3 more chapters and I believe you will be more accepting. Please like all of the other chapter excuse any spelling or grammar mistakes I do not have a beta.

All Italic writing is memories/flashbacks.

RED - Jason & Samantha

Chapter 5

Inspirational Song: Hold Me Now – RED

Jason hugged her close the temperature of her body alone had told him she couldn't be saved. Her usual olive completion was gone replaced by a pale pallor. Still, even the light blue tint that now marred her full lips could do nothing to take away her beauty. Memories of their life together kept coming and with each one he was finding it hard to breath.

"You make me feel safe." Her soft sad voice rang through the air as Jason turned from the window he was stirring out of to take in the petite brunette sitting in the middle of the room with her feet propped up in another chair. She always showed such a hard tuff girl to everyone she crossed paths with it was almost difficult for him to see her like this now, vulnerable and scared.

"We're going to do it right her; Right Now." Jason heard Sam drunkenly demand and his breath caught in his throat at the visions those words conjured in his psyche before they were dashed away when she promptly announced what it was she actually had in mind. "Dancing."

"It caught on fire and I got that thingy on the side of the thing. Sorry, and I sprayed it…Why are you laughing?" Watching her trying to struggle out that soaked blue sweater so flustered that she could even remember what a sink was called. Really how could he be held accountable for laughing? At least he had tried not to at first, shouldn't he get some sort of credit for that he thought as he tried to cover his smile behind his hand.

"Don't let them take me ring." She was tried, weak, pale and he fought to hold back his sob when his heart broke a little at her request. She was his everything and all she wanted was to keep him with her in some way, if only he could find a way to keep her with him here…to stop this all from happening. With a strained groveled voice marred by the force of the grief he was already battling with Jason choked out "I promise."

"I love you." Jason whispered with his forehead pressed against hers a silent tear slid down his face knowing that she believed she was nothing more to him than the mother of his child, someone he had complex feeling for, feelings that where little more than a friend. He should have tried harder to remember, he should have tried to be the husband he was to her, he should have told her he loved her.

"You could just smile and say thank you." She looked so innocent standing there in front of him a smirk on her face with her head tilted to the side, her voice light and playful as she rested a hand on his chest. "Try it, smile."

"Three little words, one, two, three; you know you want to say them. You. Win. Sam." His girl was so plastered he couldn't help but chuckle and shake his head knowing that if he didn't say the words she would make herself sick with that next shot of tequila.

"Mom and Dad, its amazing isn't it. Our world is about to change, you think we're ready?" He didn't know if it was true for every pregnant woman, but in that moment she was glowing. She was going to have THEIR baby and there was nothing that could take the smile off his face.

"Because I loved him but not the way that um...that I love you." Her eyes shined with such truth and loved he wished for nothing more in that moment than to remember all the reasons why she was able to gaze at him that way.

"I will love you for the rest of my life Jason, if I die tomorrow or if I live to be a hundred. Even if I never see your face again and you're asking me what I want. I want us to try…it's just I can't do that alone."

She had died loving him just as she said she would all those years ago. Their family had been gifted with another chance to spend it together and he had all but thrown it away. He had wasted a more than a year of his life with Jake's deceitful mother in the process he'd taken every moment given with Sam and Danny for granted.

"Danny, god Sam how am I going to tell our son you're gone?" he asked in a weak breath as he pulled her in closer to him, wrapping his arms impossibly tight around her small frame as he buried his face into the side of her neck.

"Sir, I'm sorry but we need you to let go of the body."

Instinctively Jason's hand reached behind him for his gun only to remember since waking up in the hospital he had stopped carrying it there. Looking up at the man clothed in the emergency medical uniform knelling in front of him with hands reaching out towards Sam, Jason extended his hand out to stop him. "You touch me wife and I will kill you."

"Sir I understand you're in pain…"

"Get out." Jason commanded in a hard cold voice cutting the boy off mid-sentence that kid didn't understand a damn thing, and he was not taking Sam away.

"I am sorry about your loss Mr. Morgan but we need to take your wife's body to…"

"I SAID GET OUT!" Jason yelled this time his eyes a blaze with anger as he slipped his hand in Sam's hair so that he could cradle her head against his chest. Damn kid… she wasn't just some body… she was… she was the one person in his life that he couldn't live without. Once the EMT had backed out of the their room Jason relaxed a little placing his nose on the top of her head so that he could breathe her scent in, doing his best to memorize it. His senses were assaulted with a mixture of vanilla and coconut causing a choked sob to finally break out of him as more memories slammed into him with the force of a tsunami.

"You did this on purpose." She was looking at him with those knowing eyes again.

"What?" he questioned in fake ignorance as she stepped closer to him with the water hose in her hands.

"What am I…. you wanted me to be the only one to catch fish."

"What are you talking about, the fish either bite or they don't. I can't tell them not to grab the hook." He challenged her as he reached quickly for the hose she was moving in his direction.

"Yes I win!" She exclaim happily as she squeezed her small body between his and the door so that she could enter the house first.

"You win. What do you meant you win? Who said we were racing?" He accused as he watched her grab a towel.

"Me. Just now." She replied as she turned back to face him with a cocky smile.

"I am using your name. Yes, I am Mrs. Samantha Morgan. I love it!" The happiness in her voice and her eyes when saying she loved being his was more than he had ever dare to dream for and a feeling he knew he could never replace.

"Jason, I want my daughter."

Jason's eyes rose up again this time so meet the gaze of his former boss Julian Jerome, her father. Her father who had loved her, a man Sam knew had loved her. Julian had become someone Sam had trusted, loved and relied on. While he, her own husband had just repeatedly broken her heart.

"Who called you?" Jason mumbled out as his arms still clung around his wife, taking in her how perfectly she fit there and he had no intention of letting her go.

"Carly called Alexis and said not to bring Danny home because there had been a break in." he answer failing in his attempt to control the emotion in his voice.

"Is Danny okay?"

"For now he's fine, of course once they know…. Alexis stayed with him and I came over hoping I could convince my daughter to move back home, so that I could keep her….safe." Julian paused lowing to one knee; he pushed back a strand of her silky dark hair from his daughter face the moisture in his eyes finally spilling over as he swallowed hard. He had been hoping that the break in wasn't as bad as Carly had made it sound, that she had just been panicked when she'd spoken to his fiancée over the phone. However, as soon as he spotted Carly and the crew of Medics, cops and detectives at the bottom of the stairs arguing about how they were going to get Jason to release Sam, Julian knew.

"I need you to give me my daughter." Julian stated again in a firm tone that assured Jason he was not leaving this room without her. With somewhat shaky hands he reached out and held his arms ready waiting for the other man to place his little girl in them.

Jason's eyes locked on Sam's father before he unwillingly heard himself make the confession to the man out loud, the words falling from his mouth as if he had no control whatsoever. "I don't think I can let her go."

"You have an amazing child who needs you right now. You need to let me take care of mine." Jerome said in an empathetic yet demanding tone this time his eyes focused on how tiny and helpless his daughter looked in her husband's arms.

After an inner debate Jason nodded in understanding accord. Danny needed him, his father, more than ever right now and if Sam was going to be safe in anyone else arm's it was her fathers. Giving her one last kiss on her forehead he shifted her light lifeless body into Julian's expecting arms. Taking care to make sure she would be comfortable, resting her hands on her stomach and her laying her head peacefully on his shoulder. It was then as Jason pulled his hands back towards him that he noticed they were covered in blood. Standing he turned his head to the left to look himself over in the dresser mirror, it wasn't just his hands that were stained with Sam's blood. This was really happening, the love of his life, he his wife was gone.

Julian stood to his feet lovingly holding his daughter as he walked out of the room and carried her down the stairs to where the Medic crew awaited with the gurney. Gently he placed his only little girl upon the open black bag spread out on the make shift bed, then bending down he too placed a kiss upon his angel doll's temple for the last time. "I love you doll. I promise I will find who took you away from me. They will pay baby girl…they will pay dearly, no matter the cost."

Spoon Island

"Cassadine." Nickolas answered swiftly closing his office door to assure privacy.

"Smith reporting Sir, Phase 1 is now complete."

"Were there any set back's or leaks that need to be dealt with?" Nickolas questioned right away moving to look out the windows that face the city; he had always thought it had a gorgeous skyline.

"No Sir. Set up as well as execution were done without detection. Your cousin has already received the 1st round fo serum before she was loaded for transport."

"Good, everything seems to be going as planned. Make sure Rogers issues the compensation to Alesia mother per our arrangement. Which facility has the Doctor scheduled her transport to arrive at?"

"The Doctor has reserved a room on the uncharted island with the other Port Charles subjects; he feels that the Mistress and a few others are too volatile to be around her."

"I actually hadn't thought of that, good call. I will need to be informed as soon as transport is complete."

"Certainly sir."

Pressing disconnect Nickolas rubbed at the tension his eyebrows and did his best to push aside the growing concern from his latest move. If Jason or anyone else for that matter were able to link him with actual evidence to Sam's death, more than a decade of work would be jeopardized. Countless hours of planning, training, time, funding would be all be for nothing. He and Helena had worked too long and hard for to fall apart now. Thanks to Lucky and his snooping they had been extremely fortunate when young Jake had been discovered and thankfully he had already completed all his treatments so he had no memories of the island or the others being kept there. Sam had been the final piece and now the puzzle was complete, once all occupants had finished their treatments they would have control over every preferential family in the city of Port Charles. In a year's time this city will have no idea what hit them.