Chapter One: The Life I Love

Jason's point of view:

I could here people talking to me, but I was unable to answer. Not that I didn't try, I wanted to open my eyes, see everyone and ask them to please stop crying. I wanted to scream that I would be fine.

I know I'm in General Hospital, I know because I hear Patrick coming in and checking on me every morning and night. Every time I hear the awful words, Nothing's changed.

I dose off from time to time, dreaming that I'm back home with Sam and not stuck in this horrible hospital.

At Home with Sam? I think to myself. Come on Jason, get real. You and Sam are just friends, its better that way. That night meant nothing.

At least that's what half of me thinks, while the other half wants to believe that night was special, for me and Sam.

Flashback:

No one's point of view:

Jason and Sam sat on his couch, looking on Spenellie's computer trying to identify the new Mob threat.

"Ah, here we g-" Sam smiled right before all the lights went out. "What happened to the lights?"

"Must be the storm, I'll check the fuse box." Jason said getting up off the couch .

"You got candles?" Sam asked.

"Do you think I have candles?" Jason said with a smile Sam couldn't see.

"So, that's a no."

Jason returned a few minutes later. "The whole building lost power, I don't know when it'll be fixed. We can just finish this tomorrow."

"Yeah, good idea I need to get home." Sam said putting the labtop down.

By now Jason was standing across from her in the dark.

"Sam, your not going home. It's late and there's a storm, you can just crash on the couch." Jason said like it was no big deal.

"I'll be fin-" Sam said before falling over the coffee table and onto the floor. "Aw, Aw, Aw. Shit."

"Sam! Are you okay?" Jason said running over and tripping on the coffee table himself, landing right beside her.

"This is why you need candles." Sam laughed.

Jason couldn't help but laugh to. "You okay?"

"I'm pretty sure there's going to be a bruise on my shin tomorrow."

"Let me see." Jason said.

Sam sat her leg in Jason's lap and rolled up her jeans.

"Well, I don't see anything, but that's mainly cause there's no lights." He smiled.

"Haha, very funny. You okay?" She asked.

"Fine. A little headache, it's no big deal."

Sam moved her legs from Jason's lap and stood up on her knees. She found his head in the dark with her hands, pushing his hair back and planting a kiss on his forehead.

Without thinking Jason grabbed her hands into his and pulled her slowly down to eyelevel, kissing her on the lips. Sam put her arms around his neck, as she kissed him back, each time harder and longer.

In just a couple of short minutes, both their shirts were on the floor and Jason was carrying Sam across the apartment and into his bedroom. Her legs wrapped around his waist and arms around his neck, she kissed him all over, while he made sure not to run into anything.

Sam whispered "I love you." in Jason's ear before laying her down on the bed. "I've always loved you." Jason responded as her climbed into bed with her.

Jason's point of view:

A knock at the door, makes my memory fade away. I hear it open and a women's voice, a familiar women's voice. It's Sam.

I hear her walk over to my bed and then sit on the right side, lifting my hand, putting it in hers.

"I know, you probably cant hear me." She says almost crying.

Please don't cry, Sam. I'll be okay.

"Jason, if you can hear me, please, wake up. Come back to me." She says now crying.

I'm trying, I will. I promise.

"There are so many things, I wish I would have told you."

Me too. You'll get the chance, please don't give up.

"I no you'll wake up, Jason. You're a fighter."

So are you, if you had to you could go on without me, your stronger than you think.

"I cant live without, Jason. I've tried that and it doesn't work, we always find our way back to each other, but we cant do that if your not here."

I'll be there.

"Jason?"

Yeah?

"I have to tell you something."

I can feel tears from her eyes fall on my hand.

Tell me anything, Sam.

"I'm pregnant."