Chapter 1

Lucky was working the night shift this week. Hoping to make it to Elizabeth's for breakfast, he was on his way out the door at the end of his shift. He knew that things weren't great between them, but he had hope now that she seemed to realize that Jason Morgan wasn't the savior she seemed to think. Maybe now she would realize that that thug was nothing more than washed up has been who would never stand up for himself.

Seeing his father coming in to bail out his latest partner-in-crime, Lucky just shook his head and walked away, wondering what his mother would think of the man he had become. "Spencer, call from a patrol officer. Something you need to see. Mac is on his way as well."

"Where to, Ashcroft?" he asked grabbing his car keys and hoping he could still make it to Elizabeth's place.

"Jake's." was the answer as he rushed out the door.

Arriving at the run down bar, he saw Mac get there at the same time. "Mac what is going on, all Ashcroft would tell me is that I needed to see something."

"You were on duty, all night, correct?" asked his boss without the usual pleasantries.

"Right, why?"

"You never left the station after you arrived at two yesterday, correct?"

"Mac what is going on?" he asked now annoyed with the questions.

"Harper sent me a text, but I needed to verify that before letting you into the crime scene."

"Crime scene?" he repeated, hating not knowing what was going on.

"Come." he said as they walked into the bar, they could see it was trashed. Someone had left quite a mess inside. Bar stools were knocked over and broken along with chairs and tables. "Looks like someone put up quite a fight."

Lucky spun around taken in the broken jukebox, the beer bottles that had been tossed around the room. "Sir, something strange, all they broke were tequila bottles, nothing else. Beer and tequila."

"Are you sure?" asked Lucky from behind Mac.

Harper walked out of the back and went outside to throw up. This was one of the worst crime scenes he had seen in a while and working in Port Charles that was saying something. Upon entering, he walked over to Mac and Lucky saying "CSU have already been here as well as the primary, but I told the coroner to not disturb the body until you had seen it. It's bad."

"Who is it?" asked Lucky and then he added "What was so important that I see?"

"This." said Harper as he showed the man the pictures that had been taken of the words on the floor.

Lucky read the words and felt something walk over his grave. "#1, and I promise only the first."

"So we have a serial killer on our hands. Where did the red paint come from? Did he bring it with him?"

"That isn't paint, it's blood. And this isn't the only message." said Harper grimly. Nodding at the officer standing in front of the stairs, he guided them to the office. Mac shivered when he saw the words actually on the wall, but Harper went right past them.

Inside were more warnings. "Repent all sinners." followed by "Lust, gluttony, sloth and envy."

"What kind of whack job did this?" asked an entering Agent Raynor.

"There are more." said Harper leading them to the stairs, walking up them he said "Don't touch the walls."

Mac read the messages, "Let he who is without sin, cast the first stone."

"What does this one mean?" asked Lucky stopping at the words written in some foreign language.

"Ehay owhay ieslay ownday ithway ogsday akesway upway ithway easflay. Ooklay atway ethay ideovay apetay orfay ethay oofpray." announced Raynor.

"Okay, so you speak the language." said Lucky rolling his eyes.

"Its pig latin." said at the agent. "Translated it says 'He who lies down with dogs wake with fleas, then that the video tape is proof."

"Harper did you find a video tape, here?" asked Mac.

"No, here, just more messages including the one that I already told you about." he replied. Walking further on into a room, Lucky grimaced this had once been Jason's room. Entering he saw that the same frayed furniture that he recalled from all those years ago was still here.

Then he saw the writing on the wall opposite the room and froze. "Spencer, you of all people know that secrets can't remain hidden."

"What secret?" asked Raynor. He could tell that the detective knew something, but he could tell that the feckless man would not give on whatever it was he knew.

"Mac, I have no idea." said Lucky while inwardly he was sweating. He had more than a few secrets, one that if it came out would make him look like even more of a fool than he already felt. There was no way he was going to tell anyone that Jake wasn't his son.

"You had better not." answered his boss. Then he saw Harper nodding toward the back stairs. "The trail heads this way. More blood, they are testing it all."

"He or she left clues, Mac." said Harper as he followed the red arrows and soon led them to an abandoned strip club that was half burnt down. Entering the only weather proof area, Harper said "This was where they had a hot tub. Someone used it for the rest of the mess. This is the primary crime scene."

They got no further than the doorway than the stench of blood pushed them back. Harper handed out masks as they went in one at a time.

Mac kept his composure as Raynor and Lucky both fled the scene. "Harper, did you do what I asked?"

"Its in your squad car, Mac do you really think that Spencer is the key to solving this."

"Yes, he has some pretty big secrets. I want you to finish up here and meet me down at the address I gave you. We are not going by the book this time. I want this person caught before they kill someone I actually care about."

"Fine. I will get copies of all the forensics, what about Raynor?"

"He is going to want to lead, let him take it. We need to find out why they killed Coleman and if there are any other victims out there."

Mac waited until he got the call at his office informing him that the Mayor had asked the FBI for help, then pretended to storm out of the station angrily. Lucky had been seconded to the FBI to help with the case and Mac was happy about it, this way the annoying man would be out of his way.

"What is this place?" asked Harper when they entered his old office. After Mac explained, Harper looked at his boss in a new light.

"Where are they?" asked Mac as he set up his lap top computer and plugged in the memory card.

"Here." said Harper turning over his own photos of the crime scene. Mac uploaded them and started to use the enhancer to look at the words. "Do you think that Coleman knew his attacker?"

"I don't know. I think he did. The bar wasn't open at the time of the murder so either he was killed by someone he trusted or someone he didn't think to be a threat."

"So all we know for sure is that Coleman was killed with some sort of drug between 3AM and 9AM when the beer delivery guy arrived."

"Earlier more than likely. It took time to remove the organs, make the rest of the cuts, and drain the blood. Plus the writing was dry when I arrived."

"Okay, look at these cuts, there are no hesitation marks. This person just held some sort of sharp knife, most likely a scalpel and smoothly reached in and cut out the body parts. But why?"

Mac answered his phone then repeated what the coroner told him. "Thanks Roberts."

"So what are you thinking medical personnel?" asked Harper.

"I have to admit they are on the suspect list, but this kind of skill, I don't know too many people with it. Look at the marks, they are clean and neat."

"The drugs used were professional grade according to Roberts, who else would have access to them?"

Mac went to call Monica Quartermaine, the two of them attended family grief sessions together and he was well aware where she was the previous evening. They had been together, remembering their daughters along with several other crime victims at a service all night at St. Anne's.

Asking her about the uses for the organ, Monica said she would call him right back. Ten minutes, later she rang him. "Mac, there were several transplants last evening. Heart, lungs, corneas, livers and even a stomach transplant. what is going on?"

Taking her information, Mac used his old contacts with the Transplant list to find out that they had received them from GH. Finding out that so far there had been no rejections or infections, Mac explained what was going on. Then turning to Harper asked him to find out if Coleman had filled out the back of his license agreeing to be an organ donor.

He was rather surprised to find out he was. "Well that explains the remark about doing good in the after life."

"That is more than a little creepy. First giving him an overdose of drugs, then cutting into him while he was still alive and feeling the pain of it. Mac who has the nerves to do something like that?" asked Harper as he walked over to the window needing sunlight.

Mac knew that more than a few people without medical licenses had the skill, look at Morgan, he had the ability to do so. "I want you to be and personally contact all medical supply facilities. Find out about the stuff that went missing after the fire at GH as well."

Elizabeth was watching as Lucky played with Jake and Cameron. He tried to conceal it but she could see a difference in how he treated the boys now. It was subtle but it was there. Sighing, she helped Jake walk over to the jungle gym with a heavy heart.

Every time she saw Jason he was with someone, she had to wonder at times about the danger, had it ceased to exist or had it always been an excuse. Last time, he had given it to her, she had later found out he was screwing Sonny's little sister.

Either way the time was coming to make a decision. Stay in Port Charles and watch as the man she loved hanging out with the woman who had endangered her sons or leave.

She was leaning towards leaving, sick at the way Jason hadn't forgive AJ for what he had done to Michael but seemed to not care about what had been done to his own son. She knew one thing, she could and would never forgive him for endangering their son, nor his forgiving the woman who had done so.

She sometimes wondered, had Jason really been some sort of fantasy. A man who had treated his biological son as something to toss away and yet seemed to be able to be close to everyone else, was not the man she had thought she had fallen in love with. What happened to that man? When had Jason Morgan became this hypocrite he was today?

"Lucky, we have to go." she said walking over with Jake.

"But I just got here, I want to spend some time with the boys." he said.

Wondering why he sounded like a five year old, Elizabeth said "We have to meet up with Patrick and Emma. You should have called to cancel if you were going to be this late."

Wanting to make a remark, Lucky swallowed his words. He had no intention of losing her again, Elizabeth made his life easier, she took care of things, and he wanted that back. While he found that new girl at GH interesting, he had come to accept that he needed Elizabeth to take care of things for him.

"Cameron, I love you. You too, Jake." he added lamely before making sure Elizabeth was aware that he was taking the time with both boys. She would never accept anything other than that, so be it. He wanted his life back.

Walking through the park, he saw Jason talking to Sam and Spinelli and grimaced. What a fool, he thought as Sam leaned in to make a point and Spinelli seemed to beam with light at the closeness they shared.

Harper saw that Mac had accessed hospital records when he returned. "What did you find?"

"Mitchell Coleman's medical records were accessed last night. At four in the morning, less than an hour before the various hospitals came to the airport to pick up the organs. So we now have a time frame to work with." said Mac. "One odd thing, they also accessed one other file."

"Whose?"

"That is the weird part, Steve Hardy's files. The man has been dead for over fifteen years."

"This is Port Charles, maybe he is alive and kicking someplace." said Harper.

"No, but I am going to talk to Audrey, his widow, she might be able to shed some light on things. The computer says that the file was fixed."

They sat down on the edge of the desk as the computer ran the video file that Harper had found on Coleman. Five minutes later, Mac said. "Well we now know what they had on Coleman, as well as Spencer."

"I'm sorry Mac." said the detective. "What are you going to do?"

"Nothing, I want to see why this was outed this way and by who."

After a breakfast he didn't want with the geek, Jason was returning to the warehouse when he heard a yelp down by the docks. Spinelli had fallen in something, when he stood he saw blood on the geeks hands and knees.

Walking closer he saw a bloody man's wallet and bouquet of white roses with red dripping across them. He loathed white roses, they always reminded him of painful things in the past.

With a bad feeling in his gut, he picked up the bloody leather wallet with his gloves and found it had no money or credit cards. There was nothing else inside, just a photo that he knew rather well.

A picture that was now dripping as blood flowed down it. Jason felt a coldness that went all the way down to his soul as the red ran across the family he had forsaken, long before they had ever formed. When the blood hit Elizabeth's chin, he swallowed the miserable feeling in his gut and went to track the blood.

Ignoring Spinelli's pleas, Jason followed the trail that lead to the old Deception offices. Arriving he walked up the stairs and into what used to be the photography studio.

Lucky Spencer was lying in a photographer's vat, white as a ghost with cuts all over his body. Jason reached over to take his pulse and accidentally knocked the sheet covering him a little. What he saw turned his stomach, Spencer's insides were gone. Someone had eviscerated the detective.

As the light came into the room, Jason saw the glint of something on the second wall, and turned. "Unlike you Morgan, I keep my promises, here lies body #2."

Jason felt his blood freeze as he pulled out his phone. Calling Diane he told her to meet him at the station if he got arrested, then called 911, he got the feeling that going with his first instinct would get him arrested. This man had obviously killed someone else already, and had set it up for him to find the body.

"911, WHAT IS YOUR EMERGENCY?" He heard through the distance as he wondered if Elizabeth would blame him for this? Why not; she already blamed him for everything else? he thought to himself as he explained where he was and that Mac Scorpio needed to come down there immediately.

"Detective Spencer is dead, and according to a note, this is body number two." he said wearily as he heard Spinelli tripping as he entered the room. "Spinelli, sit down and don't touch anything, anything at all."

"Stone Cold, someone just called and left a message for you." he said shaken. "They said..." he could barely get it out, he was so scared for Sam, they had threatened the goddess, "They said that Sam was going to die for sins. But that you were going to be the one paying. That in the end, you could have prevented all this death and destruction, but that you had to know this was going to happen. That danger follows you around, or does it only follow you around while you are with your beloved."

As the police entered, Mac saw the message and knew it was too late. "Morgan, I don't supposed you care to tell me what secret you shared with Lucky Spencer?"

Diane arrived just as the coroner did, so Jason explained what he knew. "Is there anything else?" he asked Mac two hours later.

"Nothing at this minute, but don't leave town." he added.

Jason rushed off with Spinelli wondering who was trying to kill Sam now and how it was connected to Coleman and Lucky Spencer. When he drove down the boulevard close to Elizabeth's house, he hoped that Robin was there to help her through this. He had to catch this killer and he knew that he was the last person she would want to see right now.

Calling Max he had the guard go to Sam's place and protect her until they got there. Going home he showered and had Spinelli get the files about the other death. He had to find out what was going on if he was going to figure this out.

As he arrived at Sam's penthouse with Spinelli four and half hours later, they heard her talking to someone. Knocking, they were let in as Alexis grimaced but left. "Fair Samantha, are you okay?" cried out Spinelli. Max followed Alexis to the elevator after letting Jason know that no one had shown up.

"Of course, why?" she asked the two of them and asked what was going on.

As they told her what had happened, she twisted the knife a little deeper, saying "Poor Elizabeth, you know that Lucky and her were getting back together, this is going to devastate her. I wonder if she has heard about it yet."

Inwardly she felt bad for Lucky, he had been a good friend to her, but she was glad that Elizabeth would now know what it was like to lose someone she loved. To be mortal like the rest of us.

Jason felt sick, he had always known that no matter what, he would never measure up to Lucky in Elizabeth's heart, but for her to lose him that way... all he had ever wanted for her was to be happy, whether with him like he had always dreamed, or with Spencer if he was who she truly wanted.

"I am sure that Mac is with her now." he said trying to gain control of his emotions, he knew that a loss of control would be a disaster, too many people depended on his being stone cold, he thought while wishing for the one thing he could never have.

A do-over like life seemed to grant everyone but him. Carly had gotten them with Sonny, and her mother even Jax. Sonny was the king of the do-over, even Ric Lansing had gotten them, Spencer with Elizabeth, but Jason had to wonder, where was his do-over? All he wanted was a chance to go back with his memories, back to that day he taken the job with Sonny, walk way and never follow the path he did.

He listened as Sam didn't even seem to feel bad for her ex, as she seemed excited as she talked to Spinelli about what they had seen and the phone call. Jason listened half-heartedly wondering why this had become his life. Then what Spinelli was saying became clear.

"HOLD it, Spinelli repeat that again, word for word." he said to the geek.

"They said that Sam was going to die for your sins. But that you were going to be the one paying. That in the end, you could have prevented all this death and destruction, but that you had to know this was going to happen. That danger follows you around, or does it only follow you around while you are with your beloved. That you have walked away from love before and she still got hurt. They said something about weather, after that."

"No, that wasn't what you said earlier at Deception." he told the younger man. "It wasn't the informative, nor was it what you just said."

Spinelli thought about it then said. "Wait, why don't we just listen, I recorded it."

Jason grimaced, as Spinelli replayed his voice mail.

"Give Morgan a message. Tell him that the woman he asked to marry him is going to pay for his sins. If he had wanted to prevent this, all he had to do is not take it back.

Marrying her the first time she said yes would have ended the danger. When you leave things you love vulnerable to danger, it comes. But wait it is only dangerous for certain people to be around you, isn't it Mr. Morgan? Have you seen the wind lately?"

Jason turned white, then rushed out of the penthouse, horrified to realize that Spinelli had used his own perception and that lack of perception had endangered Elizabeth. Arriving at the cottage, he saw Sam and Spinelli following in her car as he got past the police barrier terrified by what he was about to find.

Rushing in, he saw Audrey Hardy crying as Mac Scorpio held her. "Mac, how did this happen?"

Jason felt his knees give way as he looked at Spinelli who came over and asked why are we at Fair Elizabeth's house? And why is the medical examiner here?

Looking at the geek, Jason realized that he had no idea what he had done wrong. "They are here because I believed you were telling me the whole story, not your version of the truth. Elizabeth is gone, because of your stupidity. Audrey Hardy is inside crying because you didn't give me the correct information. You did this, just as assuredly as if you committed the murder yourself."

Sam tried to stop Jason as he seemed to spew invective at the younger man. "Jason, stop it. there is no reason..."

"Get out of here, now. Both of you. Spinelli, the woman I asked to marry me, the woman I lost that mattered so much, was Elizabeth. The people vulnerable were Elizabeth and our sons."

Sam was grinding her teeth as she listened while Jason went on about the great and good Elizabeth Webber. As she heard him saying how he had loved her all those years ago and lost her. How he had finally gotten a chance with her again, only to lose her to the danger of his world and how all he wanted was to be left alone, she was glad that the woman was dead.

There was a sudden silence as Mac Scorpio had come out on the porch shocked as several of his detectives and officers listened as Jason outed himself as Jake's father and admitted to wanting to be with Elizabeth. Admitting to feeling not worthy of her.

The woman who came up behind Mac turned white and almost fainted as she listened in. There was a sudden commotion as someone came onto the porch from next door and the frozen tableau seemed to shatter like a window that had been hit by a baseball. "Jason, what are you doing?"

Looking up, Jason saw her standing there with Patrick and felt light headed, then saw black spots in front of his eyes as he passed out with her name on his lips.