A/N: Here is the final chapter of this story. It's small because quite honestly, the story really ended last chapter. I never intended Something To Believe In to be a long story but I guess this is better closure. This fic was originally fluffy and I wanted to end it with a light moment.

As with all my fics, a sequel is always possible. I liked this version of JaSam and I love Lila and her friends, so maybe one day I will drop in on them again to see how they're doing.

I want to thank everyone for reading and special thanks to: Mandy94, theadventurer, JaSambaby09 and SamMorgan-Cassadine for reviewing. Those are always great to receive.

Rated: M

Disclaimer: I don’t own them, I just like writing about them.

Legend In My Livingroom

"Mmmm, Jason."

The husky moan of delight echoed through the otherwise silent room followed by the rustle of the large sofa as the couple currently absorbed in each other shifted for a better position. Closer. Tighter. Fingers delved into dark hair to cup and tilt her head back in order to deepen the sensual kiss. Tongues danced hungrily, even as he skimmed a tightly muscled linen covered thigh then moved up under a white cashmere sweater to her taut stomach. Hands clenched at the front of a dark blue shirt, as the two bodies strained for something that couldn't be accomplished with so many clothes on.

Neither expected the door to slam open, or to hear the young feminine voice exclaim with typical adolescent disgust, "Ewwww, mental image in 3D."

Jason jerked up to find his daughter standing in the doorway with Milo and Max having returned from her shopping trip with Carly two hours early. Both guards grinned closing the door behind them leaving Lila standing there. The large bags clutched in her grip were dropped to the floor as she slapped a dramatic hand over her eyes and began to groan loudly. "My eyes, I'm blind. Isn't there a law against old people making out on the couch?"

Sam's face filled with heat that had nothing to do with the arousal of moments before as the pretty blush quickly spread. She shoved at his chest, trying to make him move but Jason refused to budge. Well, other than a discrete shift so that Lila wouldn't be privy to the raging erection he had no intention of displaying. Instead he allowed Sam to move back a bit and placed both her legs over his lap.

There, nothing so bad about that.

Then he chanced a look at Sam's face saw the irritation there and knew she would have preferred a bit more distance. No chance of that happening for at least two more distracted minutes. Whose fault was it that he was in love with the sexiest woman in existence? Who wore that maddening fragrance all over her skin that made him want to just sink into her for hours on end?

And this line of thinking was not helping his throbbing arousal any.

Instead he focused on his daughter, "You're not funny Lila."

"I can't leave the two of you alone for five minutes," she kept one hand over her face and used the other to point scolding. "I told Carly she should have let me go see Lulu but nooooo, she insisted that I come straight back here."

"Because I told you so," Jason reminded her, "Now you can take your hands off."

"Are you sure," she teased, letting a wide smile spread across her face. Jason knew she was loving every minute and would probably use this incident for weeks. "I mean, I'm too young to witness stuff like that. You know, PG-13 is about as far as my Dad will allow me to see-"

"Lila," he warned softly, ignoring Sam's soft chuckle of amusement, it was better not to encourage the little termagant.

"And you two definitely were moving into the rated R stuff when I walked in," she continued on, thoroughly enjoying herself.

"Lila."

"Although, I have no idea what rated R stuff looks like mind you," she hastily added, holding up both hands but kept her eyes squeezed shut.

"Lila."

"But, I can always go back outside and knock if you two need a moment," she snickered.

"Lila Morgan that's quite enough, you've made your point."

Unable to hold back any longer, cerulean eyes much like his own flashed open, filled with a happiness that he never wanted to see any different. So much had happened for Lila this year, most good. New family, new school, best friends. Some he was glad was behind them, especially that incident with Alexis. He might have felt a twinge of guilt for getting Alexis fired as District Attorney, but that was mostly because of her relationship with Sam.

Sam wanted nothing to do with the woman, but Alexis was her mother, and Kristina and Molly were Sam's little sisters, so if for no other reason than those two little girls did he leave things at that, rather than the obvious conclusion he was still occasionally tempted to reach for. Alexis called him a thug, dangerous, and without morals but at least he had the decency to leave her children out of his anger. He had the decency to leave her daughters with a mother, unlike what Alexis had attempted with his child.

After a quiet meeting in the parking lot of her new law practice, Jason had convinced Alexis to give him and his family a wide berth. He didn't like threatening women, but he would do whatever necessary to protect Lila. Judging from the panicked terror on the woman's face, message received. He hadn't heard a whisper from that direction since the quiet pre-holiday night. Seemed Alexis had something to be thankful for that year after all.

Today Lila was back to her usual, jeans and a long sleeved v neck tee with the words Shopaholic in Training in hot pink with a pair of sunglasses that looked much like the dark ones perched on her nose. She woke this morning at seven as usual but with a much happier view, considering her spring break started this weekend.

To celebrate her good grades, he was taking her and Sam to Australia tonight and Lila had been determined to get in some last minute shopping before their flight out at four. They would spend the next week on a ranch that he purchased along with it's accompanying pearl farm. It was a combination business/vacation trip for him but it was all pleasure for his daughter. Lila was looking forward to horseback riding again, the short jaunt up to Cairns to go diving in the Great Barrier Reef, and some strange thing called a walkabout that he wasn't quite sure he was giving her permission for yet.

Sam's bags were already stacked near the door along with his and Lila's many. Why did one pre-teen girl need so many clothes?

Tossing her shearling jacket onto the arm of the chair, Lila flopped down, legs over the arm with a bright smile as she removed her shades. She was used to walking in on him and Sam kissing, just as he was used to her dramatic reactions. In the beginning, she had been hesitant around Sam. Yes, Lila liked her, but that was a teacher/student relationship. Having Sam involved with her father was a different matter all together.

Sam's natural generosity and honesty eventually won Lila over though, and the two eventually made the transition. Now six months later, Sam and Lila were good friends and any possible glitches had been worked out. He would be relieved when the school year was over and any possible repercussions from Sam's job effectively ended when Lila went on to the next grade.

"So you and Carly bought out the rest of the stores?" He asked and she quickly nodded.

"I figured since we're leaving the country, they'll be able to restock by the time we return." she wiggled her brows. "Besides, they're plenty of stores in Sydney right? I have to pick up souvenirs for everyone, and take pictures and stuff. We're still going to the Opera House right?" When he gave a reluctant nod, she bounced a bit in her chair. Even Sam looked pleased, so if it made them happy, he would suffer through the night.

"Lulu made me promise to take videos of real kangaroos, so I had to make sure I had enough tapes and batteries for the camera."

"Aren't there kangaroos in the zoo," he lifted a questioning brow and she rolled her eyes.

"Those are just regular kangaroos. Not real Australian kangaroos." He didn't see the difference, but evidently there was so he didn't say more. "And Jude wants me to get him a fish from the Reef; do you think we could do that?"

It would be hell even attempting to get it through customs, so he wouldn't even try. "It's a fish Lila," he started but at her dismay he groaned, "Fine. I'll have some fish sent back for all of your friends." The boy wasn't getting a special fish, damn it, she was his little girl. He wasn't even ready to consider, he paused and felt a little clench in his stomach at the very thought. Boyfriends.

Then eyes wide, Lila jumped from her seat and rushed back to her bags to dig around. "Oh, Sam I got you something."

He watched surprise then pleasure blend in Sam's whisky eyes, and knowing what this easy gesture meant to Sam, he helped her to stand so that when Lila rushed back with the small bag she could accept it. "You didn't have to buy me anything," Sam's voice was soft and husky with emotion.

"Yeah, well," Lila lifted a shoulder shy and a bit unsure, "I was just walking by the store and saw it in the window and thought you might like it."

Sam pulled out the baby blue jewelry box, and lifted the lid to stare wordlessly for a second. She looked from the contents back to Lila's face several times before he finally saw the slight tremble of her lower lip. "It's beautiful," she managed, before a shaky smile curved her lips.

He watched as Sam curled a finger around a platinum chain and lifted it free to reveal the platinum charm of two doves in flight. An exact match to the one he bought Lila for her birthday. Whether Sam realized the relevance of the gift or not, he did.

Lila was welcoming Sam to their family.

The End