A/n:This is a slight rewrite of my first FF, What's To Come. Let me know what you think.

Disclaimer: I own nothing that is anyway associated with: General Hospital, ABC, or Disney.

Chapter One

During the past few months life had changed a lot for Elizabeth Webber. She was now living in Penthouse II of Harborview Towers with the man who had captured her heart long ago, Jason Morgan. There was also their boys. The nursery had been turned into Jake's room and the guest room was turned into Cam's. Spinelli still lived in the 'dreadfully pink room'. She had some plans on changing that, but she had to talk to Jason first. She wanted to make Spinelli feel more at home around her, like one of the family. She'd only been living in the penthouse for a few weeks, but she still couldn't imagine living here without him.

These were the things that were going through her head as she went downstairs to find something to eat. She was alone. Jason had went to check in at work, Spinelli was off some where, and the boys were spending the day with Monica, who was loving life as a Grandma. Once she had settled on a cup of chocolate milk and brownies. She went to get comfortable on the couch, but once she got comfortable the phone rang. She sighed as she got up to answer the phone.

"Hello," she said.

"Hey, how's it going"

"Who is this?"

"That's nice, Lizzie, you don't even remember me. It's your sister, Sarah. Sound familiar?"

"…"

"Hello? Lizzie? Are you sill there?"

"…Uh, yeah, still here, why are you calling?"

"Mom thought it would be the polite thing to do."

"What do you mean 'the polite thing to do'?"

"Let you know that we're on our way to Port Charles" ,she said making it sound like it was obvious.

"Uh, why are you coming?"

"I'm not for sure. Dad got another job at General Hospital. Hey how's Lucky?"

"He's okay, I guess."

"Well, I got to go, Dad's yelling about something. Bye." click.

Elizabeth sat there staring at the phone for a good five minutes. She snapped out of it when she heard the door shut. "Hey", she said as Spinelli came barreling through the door.

"Greetings Fair Elizabeth, I'd love to stay and chat, but I have to go think of ways to get the Maximista's attention," he said in a rush.

"Okay", she responded as he barreled up the stairs.

She looked at the clock. noon.

She had lunch at the Metro Court with Gram at 2.'Great', she thought, 'I have two hours and nothing to do, but sit around and think about what's going to happen once the Webbers arrive'.

"Hey, Spinelli", she called as an idea popped into her head, "come down here for a minute."

"Yes, Fair Elizabeth"

"How do you feel about the art of painting?" Elizabeth asked as she walked to the closet and started rummaging around.

"The what?"

"Do you want to paint with me?" she asked pulling out the supplies.

"Thank you, Fair Elizabeth , for you have given the Jackal a distraction from thinking of ways to gain the

Maximista's undivided…"

"Okay , first of all ,don't think, your hurting my head. Just let it all pour out onto the canvas." she said hading him a paint brush and pointing to the huge canvas spread out on the floor by the pool table.

After a few minutes of restless painting she gave up. "What's on your mind?" Liz asked putting her brush down.

"Whatever do you mean?" he responded, also putting his brush down, confused.

"Something's wrong, I can just tell. So what is it?"

"Well, the Jackal is having trouble conveying his true feelings to the Maximista…"he began as he plunged into his story on how he first started to care about the 'Maximista'.

"Well," she began," Just be yourself , that's the best in the long run, and tell her how you feel and that you want to explore those feelings. And anyway any woman would be lucky to be in her place right now"

"really?"

"Yes, now on a lighter note lets have some fun." she said picking up her brush and dipping it in paint.

"what?"

"Fun", she said lifting the brush and running it from between his eyebrows to the tip of his nose.

He sat, staring at her cross-eyed for at least 2 minutes.

"okay", he replied picking up his brush and smearing it over her face.

"Now it's on", she stuck her hand in the paint, pulled it out and then slung it at him. Which led to a full on paint war.

Which is also why they didn't hear the door open, keys being thrown on the desk, and someone clearing their throat.

"What's going on?" questioned a very stern voice coming from a very stern looking Jason.

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