A/N: Hey guys! Thanks for the amazing reviews for the past couple of chapters. It's been so inspiring. We're getting SO close to the end, and I've heard your requests (I get this request from you guys A LOT lol) so before we delve into this chapter, let me first say:

*******WARNING: THIS CHAPTER IS NC-17 FOR STRONG SEXUAL CONTENT AND CRUDE LANGUAGE. *******

I'll mark the beginning and end of the sections with sexual content with *** for those of you uncomfortable with those kind of scenes. :)

This chapter is the beginning of Jasam finding their way past the anger and heartache of the past couple of chapters and settling into their lives together. As the story wraps up, Jasam will go on one last adventure together, and most of you have already guess what it is. :p

Please keep the reviews coming and as always, thank you for your support.

Happy reading!

Jen

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Chapter 48

"I completely fell apart, you guys. I've never felt so weak or out of control in my life." Sam rubbed her hands over her face, the humiliation rolling over her all over again.

Kristina looked outraged on her behalf, shoving aside the plate of fries between them. Sam's eyes lingered on them before she finally reached out and popped a fry in her mouth.

"I can't believe Jason would put you through that! What a dick!" Kristina exclaimed angrily, reaching out to rub Sam's back.

Always the one to try and see everyone's side, Molly took a deep breath, trying to find her inner calm before speaking.

"But you said Jason realized what a mistake he made, right? And he's not going to work for Sonny anymore, so at least you don't have to worry about that anymore." She paused and then couldn't contain herself.

"But honestly, if the man was anymore dense he'd be a block of wood! I mean, why did it have to take seeing you hysterical to wake him up? Forget what I said before. Krissy is so right. Jason is such a dick."

Sam and Krissy stared at Molly in surprise at her outburst before they both burst into laughter.

"Go, Molly!" Krissy chortled, smacking her hand against the table in glee. Molly blushed prettily while Sam wiped tears of mirth from her eyes.

"I knew I'd feel better after talking to you guys." Sam said, the tears in her eyes no longer from laughter but from an overflow of emotion.

"I've felt so lost lately and not myself. I'm super emotional and I've had no appetite. I think the stress of everything was really getting to me. And it's been a week of giving Jason the cold shoulder and I hate the tension between us. I want to forgive him, but I don't know how to take the first step. Anyways, I needed to vent and get it all out. So thanks for this." Her voice was thick from the sob that suddenly rose up in her throat. Kristina and Molly looked at each other.

"Well, I guess we really did help you." At Sam's wondering look, Kristina grinned.

"I mean, your appetite is definitely back because you just demolished those fries." Krissy teased, staring pointedly at the now empty plate.

Sam looked down and noted with some surprise that Kristina was right. She'd eaten the entire plateful of fries. She looked up guiltily, her tears forgotten.

"Oops. Sorry, girls. I'll order some more." She called the waitress over and ordered some more fries. After a moment's hesitation, she added a plate of chicken wings to the order.

Sam looked sheepish.

"Like I said, I haven't eaten in days."

Her sisters just nodded but when Sam looked off to the side, Molly nudged Kristina. Kristina looked at her and raised her eyebrows.

You were SO right. She mouthed to Molly. Molly grinned and nodded.

I told you! Should we tell her or let her figure it out on her own?

Kristina shook her head quickly.

Let her figure it out on her own. It's more fun this way!

They both laughed, drawing Sam's curious gaze. Sam grinned at them, looking between them.

"What's so funny?"

But the girls just laughed harder and Sam lost interest as the wings were brought out and she started stuffing her face.

…

"She still not talking to you?"

Jason shook his head, glancing at Michael.

"Only at night. She helps me shower and re-bandage my wound, but she doesn't say a word."

"Do you think she'll take this news well?" Michael asked in trepidation.

Jason nodded, grinning at him.

"I'm sure she will. Your father, on the other hand-."

"What about me?" Sonny asked from behind them, dimples winking as he grinned at them. He closed the door behind him and walked into the penthouse, clapping a hand down on Michael's shoulder as he passed.

Michael looked uneasy and stood. He still wasn't talking to his father.

"I'll let you tell him. See you later, Jason." He grabbed his suit jacket and walked out. Sonny watched him, throwing an arm out.

"Michael, come on, don't be like this." He called out, but Michael kept walking, the door snapping shut behind him.

Shaking his head, he looked at Jason mournfully.

"The way Michael and Carly are icing me out, you'd think I was the one that stabbed you." He poured a bit before shaking it off.

"How's your arm, by the way? You doin' ok?"

Jason nodded, flexing his shoulder carefully.

"Yeah. Don't worry about Michael and Carly, they'll come around."

Sonny nodded, rolling his shoulders.

"Yeah, I know. I just hate fightin' with 'em. Family's the most important thing, ya know? Anyways, I took care of things with Cody. I'm still shocked. He was always so loyal. Shame." He shook his head again, but then appeared to brush it off.

Leaning forward, elbows on his knees, Sonny lowered his voice. "So look, when you're feeling better, I've got a job for you. It looks like Ava's making another move. But the guy we've got on the inside got the scoop on it, so we can turn things around on the bitch and she won't know what hit her." Sonny grinned happily.

Neither of them noticed Sam, standing frozen in the doorway, her key still in the doorknob. She quickly pulled the door towards her, leaving it slightly cracked, her heart in her throat, her eyes already filling with tears of anger and betrayal.

Jason looked up and held Sonny's gaze, willing his friend to understand what he was about to say.

"Sonny, I can't help you. Not now, not ever again. I was wrong to come back to work for you. I'm done. I can't risk my life for you anymore because it's not just my life to risk. It's my family's and that's not something I'm willing to jeopardize." Jason kept it simple, in the hopes that Sonny would just accept his answer.

Sonny just stared at him for a moment, before a wide grin split over his face.

"That's the answer I was hoping for." He said, chuckling. Jason stared at him nonplussed.

"What?"

Sonny laughed at Jason's expression.

"I was a jackass to ask you to come back, but you were a bigger jackass to accept. After Carly laid into me, I realized that she was right. But I knew you'd need to come to that realization on your own. I just wish it hadn't taken you & Sam being hurt to realize it." Sonny's expression turned serious.

"How is Sam? Carly told me what happened. She alright?"

Jason hesitated.

"I don't know. I really messed up, Sonny. Seeing me like that took her to a dark place, and I'm scared that it broke something between us. She won't talk to me, she won't let me in. I know she still loves me, and God knows I love her. But she's keeping her distance. I just need her to believe me when I say that her and Danny are the most important things in my life. I'm never going to risk losing them again. They're all I need in my life." Jason paused before shooting an annoyed look at Sonny.

"You could've shared your big moment of clarity, by the way. It would have been helpful. Jackass."

Sonny laughed again.

"Sorry, buddy. That was something you had to figure out for yourself. Look, I better take off. I have a feeling I'm not Sam's favorite person right now."

"You're not mine, either." Jason muttered so that Sonny could hear him. Grinning, Sonny shrugged and made his way to the door just as Sam pushed it open.

He paused.

"Sam…" He started, hoping to make amends, but Sam shook her head, never looking at him.

"Not yet. Just go, please." Sam said, her eyes on Jason. Sam stood there, an odd mixture of gratitude, relief and a growing anger mingling inside her. Gratitude and relief at Jason's choice, but anger at the reminder that it had taken her breaking into pieces to wake Jason up.

Sonny nodded respectfully, eyes sad, before making his way out. As the door clicked shut behind him, Jason walked forward, hands held out.

"It's not what you think, Sam. I was telling him I wasn't going to work for him anymore." But Jason stopped talking as Sam walked forward purposefully. Just before she reached him, she swung her fist towards his face, and he instinctively dodged, staring at her in surprise.

"Bastard." She swore angrily, glaring at him. Jason grabbed her arms and held her, stunned.

"Sam, what the hell-."

"Bastard!" She screamed, trying to shake free but Jason held firm, trying to calm her down. But she didn't stop coming at him. Her leg whipped out and looped around his leg, tripping him. Caught off guard, Jason landed on his back with a thud, the breath knocked out of him, Sam landing on top of him.

"Sam, stop. Please, listen-." But he didn't get another word out because Sam was crushing her mouth down on his. Jason didn't let his confusion stop him from responding, reaching up and shoving his hands into her thick, silky hair, and lifting his head to meet her punishing kiss.

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Their tongues slid together, their mouths meeting again and again and passion exploded between them. Sam's legs slid down on either side of his hips and she leaned up, pulling her shirt over her head. Straddling him in her black leggings and black, lacy bra, her hair falling over her face, she stared at him.

Jason stared up at her hungrily, his hands coming up to cup her breasts, lifting and squeezing them. His hips raised, his hardness pressing against her, and she ground herself against him, sending the blood rushing to his head. Sam tossed her hair and arched her back, and Jason leaned up, unsnapping her bra in an instant, freeing her glorious, perfect globes.

His hands full of her breasts, he captured one of her nipples between his lips and flicked his tongue across the turgid nub, before pulling it into his mouth and suckling deeply. Sam moaned and threw her head back, her hands reaching up to close her hands in his hair, holding him to her. Jason lavished her breasts with attention, switching back and forth between them.

Passion spread like wildfire between them, each desperate for the other. Sam lifted her hips as Jason yanked her leggings and thong down. She kicked them them off and reached for the button on his jeans, working them open and with his help, shoving them down. His stiff erection burst free, and Sam couldn't wait anymore. She gripped it firmly and positioned herself over him, sliding down on him slowly.

Jason groaned as Sam's tight inner walls closed around his cock, gripping him like a glove. He clenched her hips, ignoring the twinge in his shoulder as he dug his fingers into her soft flesh. Sam moved over him slowly, rolling her hips in tortuous movements, sending shivers of ecstasy down her spine.

"Mmmm." She moaned and closed her eyes, reaching up to slide her hands up her stomach and grip her breasts, pinching her nipples. Jason watched, eyes wide, as hunger ripped through him, leaving his nerve endings raw. Suddenly, Sam's hips lifted off him until just his tip was inside her opening, and then slammed down on him as she began to ride him, the only sounds in the room was of their skin slapping against each other and their moans of pleasure.

Fighting the urge to take over, Jason gripped Sam's thighs and thrusted up into her, biting his lip to stop himself from exploding inside her. Sam whimpered as the pleasure began to build to a staggering height, and she dangled on the precipice of something indescribable. Jason could see her eyes glaze over, and her breathing grow harsher, and knew she was on the edge. Reaching down, he rubbed his thumb over her swollen clit, working it feverishly. And just like that, Sam screamed as she fell over the edge, her orgasm pulsing through her. She dropped over him, limp, and Jason reached up to pull her down to him for another feverish kiss. He broke their kiss, and quickly flipped her onto her back, and slid down her body, his head between her thighs.

Sam arched up and screamed again as Jason's lips closed around her pulsing clit, suckling. She lifted her head, her body wracked with shudders and watched him, biting her lip.

"Jason, oh my God. What are you doing to me? I can't...I can't…I...oh, Jason…"

Jason lifted his eyes to hers, and held her gaze as he flicked his tongue over her clit and then ducked down and shoved his tongue inside her, her sweet juices running down his chin as he worked her with his tongue.

"Mmm. You taste so fucking good, Sam." He groaned, moving back up to her clit and laving her with his tongue, driving her to another explosive orgasm. Sam cried out his name, her head tossing back and forth, as she was caught up in a maelstrom of pleasure so intense it was almost painful.

Unable to hold back anymore, Jason knelt between her thighs and slid his massive erection into her, slamming all the way home. He drove into her hard and fast, chasing the orgasm that hung just out of reach. He growled her name as she cried out again, her pussy clenching around him, milking him.

"Please, Jason, please. I need you." She moaned desperately, the pleasure almost unbearable now as he drove her over the edge into her third pulsing release. Jason shouted as he emptied himself inside her, her release triggering his own. He jerked against her and dropped onto her, suddenly weak, the pain in his shoulder screaming. Even so, he made sure not to put all his weight on her. Sam wrapped her arms and legs around him as he dropped his forehead against hers, their labored breath mingling. Brilliant blue eyes met hers, and they stared at each other, saying a million things without words. As one, they moved towards each other, meeting for a tender, lingering kiss.

They lay on the floor, holding onto each other, for a long while. Jason finally lifted his head and stared down at Sam, who watched him quietly. He reached up and brushed the hair away from her face, tenderly caressing her cheek. He was surprised to find his eyes stinging with tears and his jaw clenched as he struggled to regain his composure. Letting out a shaky breath, his words came spilling out.

"I love you, Sam. So damn much. I'm sorry. I'm sorry I was such a dumb son of a bitch. I'm sorry that I caused you so much pain and let you down again. I know I don't deserve you, but you love me anyway and I can never thank you enough. I swear to you, I will spend the rest of my life making it up to you."

Sam listened to him, tears welling and spilling down her face and into her hair. She reached up and cupped his face softly.

"I forgive you. We've both hurt each other over the years, but I've never doubted how much you love me. You're it for me, Jason Morgan. Now and always. I love you too."

Jason's throat worked as he dropped his forehead against hers, gratitude and love swamping him. Sam tightened her arms and legs around him, hugging him close and he let out a strangled chuckle as she wiggled against him, making him harden against her.

Sam raised a brow and smirked.

"Really?"

Jason lifted his head and grinned down at her. Jumping to his feet suddenly, he reached down and pulled her up and threw her over his uninjured soldier.

"Oh, I'm not done with you yet, Mrs. Morgan." With a laughing Sam on his back, Jason turned and took the stairs two at a time towards their bedroom.

Later that night, his wife nestled beside him sound asleep, Jason lay awake in the darkness. He was curled around her, her back against his chest and his hands were resting on her breasts. With a questioning frown, he cupped them, testing their weight. He let his hand roam down her body, stopping at her waist. He reached around and let his hand rest on Sam's stomach, caressing her softly. A slow smile spread across his face. He'd had his suspicions for a couple of days, and he knew Sam didn't have a clue yet, but there was no doubt in his mind now. As if he wouldn't notice the slightest changes in her body, he thought to himself.

He pulled her closer, leaving his hand resting on her stomach. He pressed a kiss to the side of her neck. Pure happiness settled over him like a blanket, and his eyes drifted closed.

"We're having another baby, Sam." He whispered softly, unable to wipe the goofy grin off his face.

"Mmm." Sam turned in his arms sleepily, and after cocooning in, she dropped back into sleep. Jason chuckled and soon he was following her into slumber.

The sun was streaming into the room through the blinds when Sam suddenly bolted up in bed, turning to stare at her startled awake husband in shock, her hand dropping to her stomach.

"We're what?!"