Chapter 7 Revelations

One week later

Kristina sat on the sofa with her laptop open in deep thought, she didn't hear the light footfalls behind her.

"Cheating-Sex Scandal hits Wesleyan Campus!" Kristina slammed her laptop closed as Sam finished reading the headline aloud. "Krissy please, please tell me that you had nothing to do with that scandal?"

"I had nothing to do with that scandal." she mimicked.

"Oh my God! Krissy what did you do?" Sam moved to sit on the couch next to her sister.

"Nothing! I just told you! You don't want to hear about me being a screw up so… nothing."

"Stop being dramatic and just tell me what happened! For the record, it's my job to listen to your screw ups!" She cracked a half smile.

She nervously mussed a hand through her hair, "fine… but don't freak out please? I already know mom is gonna have a meltdown whenever she finds out."

"I won't freak, I promise." She put two fingers up, "scouts honor."

"You remember Calvin?"

"The asshole who didn't deserve you and then broke your heart? Yes, yes I remember Calvin."

Kristina sighed, "Well, after he… dumped me, I kinda stopped going to class and started failing most of my classes. But I just needed to pass this one class. So anyway, Calvin had a friend, Matt, who I got close to after Calvin and I broke up."

Sam tilted her head, she wasn't sure where the story was headed, but she knew she wouldn't like it.

Kristina picked up on the look her sister was giving, "it's not what you think. Matt and I were just friends but I was venting to him about my situation and he told me he knew of a way to help. There were a few professors who would give out three fourths of the answers to the exam to select students in exchange for …sexual favors."

"Kristina…"

"When he first told me there was no way I was going to do it but the more I thought about it the more I freaked out. What would happen if I flunked out of Wesleyan? Mom would be so disappointed and pissed and dad? His head would completely explode." I already wasn't smart enough to get into Harvard, they had to buy my way into Yale and now to flunk out of Wesleyan?" She sighed, "the thought of it… I just couldn't be another failure. I already had a crush on my professor the entire semester so I figured, it wouldn't hurt."

"So you went to your professor…"

"Yeah, I told Parker I was in and we both knew what I meant."

"Parker is your professor?"

"Yes, I know what you're thinking Sam but I wasn't forced to do anything I didn't want to do. Parker was actually very sweet about everything."

"Kristina, there is nothing 'sweet' about a professor who would take advantage of his students for carnal gain." Sam hated hearing the levels her little sister felt compelled to go because of her misguided perceptions of the expectations her parents have for her. She could only reflect on the times she had to do certain things for the survival of herself and her brother. Kristina wasn't at that point but she didn't understand. She also had to remind herself that she didn't grow up in the same environment that her sister did and their world views were on different scales. The last thing she would ever do was judge Krissy."

"I wasn't taken advantage of though. We made out a little and then Parker stopped it! I was prepared to go all the way and we were actually starting to get pretty heavy before it was stopped."

"So he tells you he'd give you the answers to the test if you sleep with him and you start making out and he stops everything? Why? Guilty conscious?"

"I don't know, after we pulled away Parker said I could still get the answers. I think we both knew it was deeper than me getting the answers and Parker just getting off."

Sam sighed, "You think your professor has feelings for you?"

Kristina thought for a moment, "I think it's mutual, I always sensed something but I was never really sure you know? Glances and touches would last just a fraction of a second longer than they were supposed to and at first I thought it was just me until I realized it wasn't. And that night I could tell it was real for both of us."

"Do you know what predators do?"

"Oh my god Sam!" She stood and crossed the room. "Parker is not a predator! I'm not some child with a crush. I'm an adult capable of having feelings for another adult and if that adult happens to return those feelings, it's not a bad thing! This is exactly why I didn't want to tell anyone and it will only get worse!"

"I'm not trying to make this harder for you." She closed the distance between them, "I want you to be able to come to me for advice, to vent or just to chat. I just worry about you. I'm not going to shy away from telling you what I think because I love you and don't want you to get hurt either physically or emotionally. And this Parker-guy, I don't like it. I do think he took advantage and I don't like that you felt this was you're only option but I'm not judging you for it. Lord knows I've done a lot of questionable things but that's part of the reason why I'm protective of you and Molly. I don't want that for you." She cupped her face, "if you need a hand to hold when you tell mom, I'll certainly give you mine."

"Thanks, Sam."

She kissed the younger woman's forehead and brought her in for a hug, "but when you tell Sonny, you're on your own!" They erupted in laughter.


"It's all in the flick of the wrist, see… watch me" Sam pulled back and curved her wrist as the rock flung out of her hand, it hit the water and skimmed the top jumping across it several times before sinking.

Danny giggled as he watched the rock skip in wonderment, "that's so cool!" He picked up the first rock he saw on the ground and imitated his mother the best he could before flinging the rock and watching it immediately sink to the bottom. Disappointed he looked up at his mom, "how'd you do that?"

Sam laughed, she loved the determination on his little face and the wrinkle in his brow, "you'll get it one day, come here." She picked up a good rock, placed it in his hand and tilted it to the right angle. She swung his arm to mimic the proper movement before allowing him to let it go on his own. They watched the rock jump once before sinking. "I did it!" Danny beamed with pride!

He came out to the pier to clear his head. As he turned the corner he saw her and his breath hitched. She was smiling and celebrating with the little guy who'd stolen a piece of his heart. He watched for a moment as the sides of mouth began to curl upward. Her smile. He missed it. Before he realized it his body propelled him forward. "Sam." The word slipped out of mouth with such ease and familiarity.

She turned, stunned at who stood before her, "Patrick" was all she could muster as their eyes locked. She noticed how the sun bounced off his brown eyes and his hair lightly tussled in the breeze.

Patrick stepped forward and stooped to Danny's level, "Hey Danny! I've missed you!"

Danny didn't respond and stepped behind his mother's leg hiding his face.

Patrick felt his heart clench at the rejection. He looked up at Sam who shrugged before standing. "I'm sorry I shouldn't have…" he looked back down at Danny who still had his face hidden, "approached you. I'm gonna go." He walked away swiftly. He stopped once he was out of sight to catch his breath. He felt so stupid for approaching them as if he'd only just came back from the store, like he didn't make a decision months ago that carried consequences and damage―evident in the little boy's rejection.

Sam didn't understand what just happened or if it was even real. Patrick had disappeared just as quickly as he'd appeared and it felt like a dream.


"What was your favorite part of the movie buddy?" Jason asked as he strapped his son into his car seat.

"The fish was funny!"

Jason laughed, "they were all fish!"

"nu uhh, there were turtles and octopus and seals too! I liked blue fish, she kept forgetting everything! The turtles were so cool too!"

"ahh you like amnesiacs, that should bode well for me!" He smirked to himself.

"Can we get ice cream?"

"We can do anything you want Danny!" Jason kissed his forehead before returning to the driver's seat to head home.

"Yes!" Danny exclaimed.


Sam's hand hovered over the door for a moment before she felt the courage to knock, she waited for what seemed like a lifetime for an answer which seemed silly because it actually had been a lifetime since she last saw him. The door opened and she took a moment to study the chocolate brown eyes "I can't believe it's really you Curtis!"

"In the flesh. Now I don't know whether to be hurt or offended you didn't recognize this unforgettable face! Are you gonna stand out there all night or are you gonna come give ya boy a hug?"

Sam laughed, "shut up!" and playfully hit him before stepping into his embrace. She reveled in the warmth and protection of his arms, she missed her friend. He'd only been in her life for a brief period but he'd made a permanent impression.

He closed the door behind her as she moved to sit on the couch. "So that whole bar conversation was your unconventional way getting reacquainted?"

Curtis smiled, "Perhaps but I was 100% serious, we'll talk business later though."

Sam stared at the man, "wow I just can't believe it's you and you're here in front of me… living in Port Charles of all places I didn't think I would ever see you again!"

He chuckled, "yeah life is funny that way."

"I got your letter you know?"

"I wasn't sure."

"I was writing you back but Cody found it. He was drunk and paranoid about one of the many bookies he owed finding us through that letter so he ripped everything up before I got a chance to memorize your address."

"Good ol' Cody. He was always a prick! …No offense." Curtis poured two glasses of wine and offered the other to Sam.

She raised her hands, "None taken. That seems to be a common theme in my daddies!" Sarcasm rolled off her tongue as she said it. "As it turns out Cody wasn't too bad compared to Julian, the guy who used my sick son as his personal 'stay alive' card."

"Wow."

"Yeah, he and my mother are engaged now, and I've been able to forgive him because he truly has changed but I will never forget it. Perhaps you could've gotten in his face like you did Cody that time" she laughed.

"Oh, I still might!"

"I think you were the only person who ever stood up to him on my behalf. You did that lot. You remember how we met? You stopped Lenny from harassing me on my first day of school?"

Curtis chucked, "I do! Hey the new kids had to stick together! We might have been outcasts but at least they stopped picking on us! You never needed my help though, you were pretty badass on your own! I actually only interfered because I saw that look on your face and I could tell Lenny was about to get his ass beat and I ain't want him to go down like that!" They laughed together.

Sam marveled at the nostalgia, "We really got ourselves into some shit didn't we?"

"Sure, but we always managed to get out of it too!"

"So how did you end up here?"

"I actually came here on a job, investigating yo punkass cousin!"

"Ooh you must be talking prince Nikolas."

"The one and only! I was able to put it together when I was doing research on him but I wasn't sure until I saw you one day in the park with your son. He's a pretty cute kid! I had to lay low for my case but I wanted to go up to you that day."

"Danny is my everything. That kid has changed me in so many ways!"

"So you're saying you no longer pickpocket strangers and vandalize abandoned building?"

Sam laughed, 'no, believe it or not I stopped doing those things several years ago! My son has actually made me cautious when taking a risk."

He raised an eyebrow at her.

"I know crazy right?" she chuckled.

"I never would have guessed! So what's been going on with you? I understand it's matters of the heart."

"Uggghhhh." She flipped her head back in exhaustion. She was yet to get over her encounter with Patrick earlier or even determine if it was real. "Don't tell me people have been discussing me around town?"

"No, well not really. In my investigation of Nik, I discovered your presumed dead husband was alive and the bastard knew about it."

"Yes, on October 22, 2012, Jason left to attend to business and never came back home. He was shot on the pier and then kicked into the harbor. I dove in that water for hours but never found him. I didn't give up on him initially. I continued to search for him. We had been through so much over the years and we always came back to one another even when it looked like one of us wouldn't. We were married and even though it was a little rocky at first, we had just gotten our family back. Literally, that same night we brought Danny home he died. We were soul mates; he was the love of my life. Corny I know."

"No, that's sweet! I'm happy you were able to find that."

"Me too. It took me a long time to believe that I was able to date again let alone love another human being in the same way. But Patrick came along and it's odd because he and Jason couldn't be more opposite. Patrick vehemently opposed Jason's profession. But Patrick understood the meaning of the level of loss I experienced because he experienced it too and that sort of brought us together. It's crazy how life works, Patrick came along at the right time because we would've never worked before. We had both changed so much that we became compatible. Our little blended family was precious."

"So then what happened?"

"We got engaged. A couple of months later I found out Jake Doe was really Jason Morgan, my husband who had been in town for a month living as an amnesiac and who was engaged to Elizabeth Webber." She bit the woman's name out."

"Woah, I'm sensing we don't like her."

"There's history. Anyway to make a long story short, I couldn't wrap my head around Jason being back and not remembering who we were to each other and I also couldn't just let Patrick hang out on the sidelines. So Patrick left for Germany and Jason is still here, still without memories.

"Wait so homeboy just picked up and moved to another continent? He didn't fight for you? That's kinda a bitch move… and slightly dramatic! Have you spoken to him since?"

"Nope, not until I ran into him this morning. Or he ran into me, I'm not really sure."

"What!? He's back in town?"

"Apparently. I don't really know what to feel. I'm pissed at him but when I saw him today I wanted to run into his arms!"

"Why didn't you?"

"I don't know, shock maybe? Danny was there, he loves Patrick. He was the first father Danny could recognize. He was a baby when Jason left and now he's got a new face. Patrick was the one who tucked him in at night and he's asked me about him almost every day when since he left. I thought he would've run to Patrick but instead he stood behind me and covered his face. I didn't expect that."

"If he was the only father Danny knew perhaps the kid felt left behind. He's been gone for several months, that's a long time for a toddler."

"You're right and I don't know why he's here or for how long but I don't want Danny to be devastated when he leaves again."

"mmmhmm or yourself."

She nervously glanced away from him, "and then there's Jason. He's not who he used to be and that hurts, maybe I'm being selfish and I should just be grateful that he's alive but when I wished for this miracle, this wasn't how I expected it."

"Sounds to me like this Patrick dude, you need to confront him. Tell him you're pissed at him for disappearing. As for Jason, you have to find a way to let go of who he was so you can have room to accept who he is now. Find closure for the man you used to love first. And who knows, perhaps you'd even like this version of him but you'll never know if you don't take the time to do so. But then again, there's always a third option!"

"What do you mean?"

He smirked, "You could always let me take you up on your offer the other night. I'd be glad to help you get over both of those clowns!"

"Oh my god, why? Why must you always ruin a good thing!" her smile lit up the room and she was grateful for his levity. He was always good at that. She was finally able to feel air hit her lungs again after her earlier encounter as they laughed together.

"Ok enough about me, what about you? It's been so long! Still going for joy rides?"

"haha no. I actually went into law enforcement and arrested kids for that!"

"You're kidding!" she smiled.

"Nope." He laughed. "But I went easy on some kids who needed the break, I was once in their position. Then I became an undercover cop for the DEA. I helped to bring down a couple of drug rings in Baltimore. I was really good at my job. I think all of our shenanigans as kids actually prepared me for it, talking our way out of trouble. It became handy when I had to come up with cover stories." He paused before continuing. "But there was this one case that went bad and changed everything for me."

She turned in towards him to listen better as she brought her other leg up to cross them on the couch, "how? What happened?"

"I had been on the assignment for about six months and was working my way up the chain. I was able to fit in effortlessly and a guy named Bret who was a medium level runner had taken a real liking to me. He had some connects that got me rubbing elbows with some of the top people right under command. So I let Bret set up some meetings which went really well and over the next three months I was able to get into the good graces of Nolan of Rome who were just under command." He took a sip of his drink before continuing.

"So one day they got a new shipment and brought me in on the delivery. I processed everything through, they were so impressed with me they invited me back to their spot. They had already vetted me and trusted I was good people so they felt comfortable. Well I guess Bret was jealous of how quickly the big boys took a liking to me so he started whispering things to various men in the organization which of course got back to Nolan and Rome. They brought me up and tested me but I knew Bret had been talking shit so I was able to turn the tables and make him the fall guy. And it worked until they offered me a taste of the product. I'd been in other situations where I was able to fake it or brush it onto the floor. And I did so successfully this time too until they came back. They were suspicious I could tell, so I had no choice and as soon as it hit I knew they laced it with something. It was the worst thing I have ever experienced. I was able to get out of there but not before they tied me up and put two bullets in my knee and shoulder."

"Oh my god." Sam was horrified.

"That shit they laced it with fucked me up, I think it was heroin and something else. I became addicted to cocaine and everything went south from there."

"I'm sorry, that must have been awful. That's wild, you're here though, as tough as you've ever been!" Sam responded.

"And I'll be two years sober in August!" he reached into his pocket and flipped the coin into her lap.

She analyzed the coin reflecting everything her friend had been through in the many years since she'd last seen him. "I'm so proud of you!"

"After that I got into the PI business and here I am."

"It's pretty crazy we both ended up in the same business, although our paths to get there were very different."

"I know which is why you should hire me into your business."

She stood up to pour herself another glass of wine, "You're serious. I thought you were joking."

"Of course I wasn't joking, when have you known me to joke about making money? Besides you need a partner." He was slightly confused at her hesitation. When he was a random antagonizing stranger at the bar, he understood why she rejected his proposal, but now he wasn't sure.

She took a long sip from her glass. "I just don't know if that would be a good idea, mixing business and personal relationships. You're my friend and we just got reacquainted. I don't want to ruin that."

"Ruin it how?" He looked her dead in the eyes, "Who exactly was Spinelli to you when you hired him as your partner? Yeah, I do research because I'm a good PI. You're bullshitting me Sam, it's been decades since we last saw each other but I can still read you like a book."

Sam took another sip of her drink before she felt her phone buzz and pulled the phone out of her back pocket. "Jason?"

"Sam, meet me at the hospital. Danny is okay but we were in an accident." Jason stood on the side of the road holding his son as he looked back at the over turned car.

She heard her son crying out for her in the back ground, "Oh my god, Danny! It's okay baby I'm coming!" She hung up the phone and grabbed her keys.

"What happened? Is everything okay?"

"No, Jason and Danny were in an accident, I need to get to the hospital."

"Okay, let me take you." She paused to look at him. "You've been drinking."

"So have you!"

"Not as much, the last thing your son needs is for you to crash on your way there."

"Fine," she acquiesced as she handed him the keys on her way out the door.


Long time eh? Sorry, I kinda lost my muse for this story but I'm trying to retool it and shift the focus. I'm kinda over my initial reasons for starting this story, it so I'll be shifting gears in the next couple of chapters and it should get a little more interesting. Hopefully. lol Anywho, thanks for your patience. And we'll meet back here again, though I have no clue when!

-KJ