Summary: Sam finds out some terrifying news that she is scared and unwilling to
tell her family about. Will the one person she wants to avoid and forget about
be the person to help her through her ordeal? This is set in early 2008 Sam did
watch Jake be kidnapped but she told the truth immediately. She didn't hire the
thugs to scare Elizabeth and her children but she and Jason did break up. I
think that's all for now.

Prologue

Sam stared down at her test results. Slowly trying to
process what this meant she had only went in and had the test done to assure her
family that she was fine and that she didn't have the same condition as
Nicholas.

She was wrong, things were a lot worse she had a tumor, a
tumor that was cancerous. A tumor that was pretty much inoperable. How was she
going to tell her family that she wasn't fine? When were they going to get a
break?

She couldn't do this she couldn't shatter their worlds once
again they had barely survived Nicholas' ordeal and now they had to go through
it again with her. She felt the tears flow down her face she wiped them away
angrily.

Now was not the time for tears, now was the time to take
action. Walking away from the docks she wasn't paying attention to where she was
going when she ran smack dab into a hard chest. She knew who it was before she
dared lean her head up to stare into those clear blue eyes.

This was
the last thing she needed. They had been avoiding each other for months ever
since he was acquitted for Alcazar's murder and she had moved out of the
penthouse.

He had wanted her to stay and for them to work things
out however by that time she was fed up with the lies, she was fed up with never
coming first in his life and she was fed up with the constant interruptions. She
was just fed up.

"Jason; sorry I didn't mean to run into you like
that." She didn't realize he was still holding her up until she felt his strong
hands gently squeeze her upper arms.

"Sam its fine. What has you so
distracted? Are you okay?" Jason could tell she had been crying he also knew
that she probably wouldn't tell him what was going on with her.

He
wanted so much to take her back in his arms and never let go, but that was all
over she had been serious when she came to him and let him know that she had
finally had enough.

"Jason I'm fine no need to worry and I
really must go I have somewhere to be for my show." She tried to walk around him
before she blurted out what was actually wrong with her. She had to remind
herself that he wasn't her savior anymore and she couldn't look for him to be
her safe place once again.

Before she could walk off Jason
grabbed her arm. "Sam please be careful the text message killer is still on the
loose I don't want anything to happen to you." She gave him a gentle smile
before nodding her head not trusting her voice at that
moment.

Jason watched her walk away not realizing until she was
out of his site that she had dropped a piece of paper. He knew he shouldn't read
her personal mail; there was just no helping himself.

He unfolded
the paper and scanned the contents. He felt his heart squeeze in his chest she
had a brain tumor.

That was the reason she was crying. He continued
to read and the words seem to jump off the page at him. Inoperable, terminal,
dead in less than six months.

He folded the paper back up
sticking it into his pocket he had to find her, there had to be something that
could be done. There was no way she was going to die.