Jason's eyes popped open as if he was awoken by a dream, but as he adjusted his eye's to the dark he knew that he never dreamed so there was no way he was awoken by a dream. As his eyes adjusted he came into view of all of his master bedroom in his penthouse. He began to start to sit up when he realized his arm was under Sam's body. He very quickly and without any trouble removed his arm without waking her up. As he set up and leaned his head against the wall he realized he was still trying to calm his self and his heart rate. He slowly turned his head down to look at Sam as she laid there. They had finally said I love you to each other putting them back to the way they once were. If he really was honest with himself he would know what his heart has always known, she wasn't his first, last or always. Life hasn't played out the way he would have exactly wanted it too but in the end he wasn't alone so he would take what was given to him.

JASON

His attention was alerted to what had woke him up. He looked back at Sam and saw she was still sleeping, and the voice he just heard wasn't hers. He was now on alert. Who and what was going on. Was he losing his mind, was this an actual dream?

Jason it's snowing outside.

He couldn't help but notice that his heart rate was way up and he was having some trouble catching his breath, almost like he just got done running a 5k. He goes to lean his head back against the wall and closes his eyes. He brings his fingers up to pinch the bridge of his nose just like he always does when he needs to calm down, hoping this action like always calms him down.

Jason it's snowing outside, you have to see this.

Before he even knows it he is getting out of his bed and going to the dresser and grabbing a folded T-shirt that hadn't been put away yet and putting it on. He then without even thinking goes to the door and walks out of it and closes it behind him. As he is walking down the hall he comes to Spinelli's door and sees it is cracked open. As he peers through it hoping to see his roommate awake and that he could make sense of what is going on he is only greeted by seeing both Spinelli and Maxi sound asleep. Before he knows it he is walking down the stairs and turns right a way to go look out the balcony doors. He sees nothing but the city below and snow flacks falling down all around the city. He can't help but notice the city looks so peaceful.

Jason, Lila needs you. Please come.

He quickly turns his whole body around and he scans the bottom of the apartment, trying to find the source of the voice. But all he comes up with is an empty apartment that is shadowed by the lights of the city. He notices his heart rate is still very high and he is still trying to catch his breath. He notices his mind is on full alert but not like when there is danger around. As he turns back around to look back out on to the city he is as confused as ever. How could his grandmother that has long passed need his help? He stands looking out at the snow and the city hoping to find some answers.

Jason there isn't much time, please Lila needs your help.

Before he knows it he finds himself walking to the hall closet and opening it. He bends down and grabs his motorcycle boots and he finds himself putting his feet into them and lacing them up even without socks on his feet. He then grabs his leather jacket and puts it on. He then walks to the desk grabs his wallet that is usually never there and sticking it into the pocket of his jacket. He grabs his keys before he can even think and before he knows it he is out the door and proceeding to walk down the stairs, two at a time. He briefing thinks how something is pulling him for everything he has done he hasn't even thought about, almost like his is on auto pilot. He finally makes it to the parking garage and when he mounts the bike he hears it again.

Please hurry Jason, Lila needs you.

The parking garage is filled with the sound of the bike starting up and then proceeding to leave very quickly. Jason finds his self riding and having no idea where he is going but yet something or someone was pulling him. Before he knows it he finds he has stopped by the cemetery. He dismounts the bike once more on auto pilot. As he stares into the cemetery he feels a shiver going all the way down his back, but he knows it's not from the cold since that isn't something that has ever affected him before. He still feels he is on high alert but it's nothing like he has ever felt before, there was no danger he feels just something he doesn't know how to explain.

There isn't much time please I beg you Jason please hurry. Lila doesn't have much time.

Jason quickly scans his surroundings trying to find something to explain what is going on. He's eyes come up with nothing. He can't help but believe he has heard this voice before but for some reason can't seem to place it. He then without even thinking about it starts to walk further into the cemetery.

He soon comes to an area he knows well even if he doesn't come often. In his line of view is the building that holds all the Quartermaine's that are resting in peace. As he scans the area around this building he soon sees the bench in front of the building and with the help of the light from that moon he realizes something is lying on the bench. When he walks to it the breeze from the wind allows him to see a rock is weighing something down. He reaches down and grabs the rock and then sees it's some kind of envelope and what catches his eye the most is his name printed on it. Before he realizes it he is sitting down on the bench and proceeding to open the envelope. As he goes and takes out the letter and opens it he doesn't even need to look at the bottom to see who it is from since the handwriting is his grandmother's.

My dearest Jason

I have always loved you, as Jason Quatermaine and now as Jason Morgan. I have always done my best to respect your wishes and love you for you and not for a past you can't remember. I hope you felt I did that. I know you always felt most of the Quartermaine's pressured you into remembering and for all I saw it was true .For that I am truly sorry if they caused you pain. I know you wanted to start fresh and have a new identity and I have never had a problem with that but my dearest Grandson, did you not think Jason Quartermaine had a past? One that may in the end come back and haunts you? How about one that ends up being a blessing? Please I pray you won't be mad when things come out, I was a mother making another mother a promise. I want only the best for you. Please if I only ask one thing of you it's this please listen to everything before you decide anything. I understand that this letter will not exactly make sense but please be patience, things have a way of working out the way it's always meant to be.

Love you always

Lila

He must have set there on the bench rereading the letter before him three or four times before he finally looked up from it. He was no where even close to figuring out what the hell was going on. As he looked around his eyes landed on the plaque that held his grandmother's name. For whatever reason one he knew he couldn't explain he felt some peace, peace he hadn't felt in a long time.

Jason, please hurry…I need you, she needs you. Please I am begging you, hurry.

Jason felt a shock go through his whole body with hearing this last plea. The voice sounded so familiar. It was like the name was on the tip of his tongue. But what had his heart actually ache was the desperation in the voice. Something was wrong, something he had a feeling he was going to be the only one to fix, but what? As he goes to grab the envelope to put the letter back in something catches his eyes in the envelope. He reaches in and grabs it, noticing right away it is some kind of picture. With the help of the moonlight he looks right into the eyes of his grandmother. There in the picture is his beautiful grandmother Lila smiling up at the camera. The next thing that catches his eye is what is in her arms, a bundle of pink blanket. As he is looking at the picture nothing makes sense. This doesn't look like a recent picture, but why is someone calling him to help Lila? He goes and turns the photo around and his is met with some handwriting.

Lila's first day with Lila

There is no date only thing he can see is the name and address of a New York hospital. Before he knows it he is trying very hard to catch his breath. He feels like his heart is about to beat out of his chest. He must sit there for a few minutes trying to process everything he is thinking but as he sits there it isn't helping him calm down. His whole body at this point is on high alert. But what he doesn't understand is that he isn't feeling danger. All of a sudden like once again on auto pilot he bolts up off the bench and walks as quickly back to his bike. Once again as soon as he mounts the bike he hears the voice.

I don't want to hurt you, But Jason please hurry. Lila doesn't have much time.

This times it's not a garage that feels up with the loud noise of a bike starting and speeding off it's the quiet night air of Port Charles.