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"A Son Returns"

"Jason Morgan is Dead"...At least that's what everyone thinks for the last 6 months. He was declared dead and life was never the same for many people.
His parents mourned for him
His sister mourned for him
His brother mourned in private for him
His partner Sonny mourned for him

Six months ago, Jason's plane crashed off of South American during a hurricane, he and the captain ended up on a small island. Two days ago, an oil tanker saw their smoke signal and rescued them. While Jason was on that island, the old captain told him some life truths, and Jason promised himself that if he got back home he would reach out to his family and ask them to forgive him.

Jason told the old captain about Elizabeth, about Cam being his son of his heart, about Elizabeth being pregnant with his child and how he decided to not claim his child. The old captain asked him how he feels knowing that he might not see his child and the child will never know that you are his father. Jason answered the captain with the first truthful answer he has ever given to anyone that asked him about the baby-he wanted his baby, he wanted Elizabeth and Cam. He wanted a life with them but he was scared. Big bad Jason was scared of losing his family.

Since Jason was declared dead, Elizabeth told the truth about the baby, she now lives in the gatehouse with Cam. She is ready to give birth very soon. She has mourned Jason but she knows that she has to take care of herself for Cam and the baby.

Jason was already broken-up with Sam, he cut all ties with her. Elizabeth divorced Lucky.

Now Jason is standing in front of the Quartermaine mansion ready to ring the doorbell. Who will answer the door?

Tomorrow is Thanksgiving, a time for family and new beginnings

Tell the story of Jason coming home, where he will shock the hell out of his family and he will get some shocks of his own.

Happy Thanksgiving

Thank you Liason102 for the edit. Mistakes are on me not my beta

Deb – Thanks for the awesome, and continued, inspiration. The above is her prompt from HH, the story is based on that. We writers are truly fortunate to have you. The fact that you come up with these ideas month after month amazes me.

This story is not a one shot it's 15 chapters long, and because it's so short the pacing is quick.

Rated R for violence and mild sexual situations.

Chapter 1

Six months. It had been six months since he had been in Port Charles. Even longer since he stood in this very spot. Outside the front door of the Quartermaine mansion. It was safe to say that he had been a very different man at that time. Almost dying changed a man. The irony was that he had almost died on more than one occasion, but this time he actually learned something from the experience. Had decided that should he get back home, to his friends, family, and the woman he loved with all his heart he wasn't going to waste the opportunity to get things right.

So now he was standing in front of the door to the place he had grown up. A place that he now remembered because of his latest head trauma. He had left Port Charles as Jason Morgan, and man who was now dead according to the past editions of the Gazette. Morgan had come about because of his first trauma, the one that killed Jason Quartermaine. Now he was somewhere in the middle, but no matter what his last name was he knew who had his heart. Elizabeth Webber.

Raising a trembling hand he pushed the doorbell, and prepared to see what kind of life was waiting on the other side.

Another Thanksgiving, and another ruined turkey. Monica just shook her head as she surveyed the ruined carcass of this year's sacrificial bird. Many fates had befallen the Quartermaine turkey. This time the death had come at the hands of the new stove. Cook had been saying for weeks that it was running hot, but no one had expected the appliance to go up in literal flames. Taking dinner with it.

Monica looked around at the amused eyes of those gathered. Michael her grandson was wiping tears of laughter from his eyes. Edward was scowling but his eyes were twinkling. Tracy looked disgusted, or she would if she wasn't struggling so hard to smile. Morgan was here and he was howling with laughter being joined by Cameron Webber. Elizabeth had a hand over her mouth but her shaking shoulders gave her away. Monica bet that even the baby in Elizabeth's stomach was laughing.

But there was something to said for tradition.

Pizza for dinner on the last Thursday of the month was tradition for them.

"I ordered the pies." Alice said from the doorway. "This morning." The maid tacked on. She'd worked here long enough to know that the Quartermaine Thanksgiving meal was cursed. "They should be here any minute."

"Thank you Alice." Monica said shaking her head. "One of these days we will get it right."

"Maybe." Michael said laughing at his grandmother. He and his brother had begged their parents to have dinner at the mansion. Both boys knew that something was going to go wrong and they wanted to be on hand to see it.

"Are we gonna eat momma?" Cameron wanted to know.

"When the pizza gets here." Elizabeth assured her son. It had been years since she sat around this table on this day. The fact that she was here this year was bittersweet. The Quartermaine's had become her family, but for that to have happened she had to lose Jason.

But to be completely honest she had lost him months before the plane crash took his life. She had come closer than ever before to having her dream, only to once again lose it.

After finding Lucky in her bed with some woman she'd never seen before, she had turned around and walked out of the apartment in shock. She had no clue her husband was having an affair. Wouldn't probably have clued in at all because she was working two jobs to pay the bills. She had been cut early from her night time nursing shift and come home to see that.

Elizabeth had walked almost five blocks before the cold registered. Unsure of what to do and not knowing where to go she had done the one thing she always did when she needed to be safe. She called Jason. She still remembered everything about that night.

"Jason." Elizabeth was trying to keep her voice level.

"Elizabeth, what's wrong?" Jason had been playing a solitary game of pool.

"Can you come get me please?" She was starting to hurt from the cold.

"Where are you?" He asked not even hesitating.

"Um, hold on." Elizabeth stepped out of the old fashioned phone booth. "First and Chestnut." She had been blindly walking.

"Ten minutes." Jason said hanging up his phone and heading for the door.

One look at her had him reaching for her and holding her close. They didn't talk on the car ride to the penthouse. She was shivering and crying too hard to make much sense. Whatever had happened must have been bad, he knew when she started talking Spencer was going to be at the root of her unhappiness.

Inside he started the fireplace and sat her in front of it. A cup of coffee soon followed. "I don't have any hot chocolate." He said apologetically. There wasn't even a tea bag in the house.

"This is good, thank you." Elizabeth said taking a sip. It was strong, stronger than she normally drank it and she tasted brandy.

"What happened?" Jason needed to find out if she was injured. He wouldn't put it past Lucky to get violent.

"Lucky is at our apartment, in bed with another woman." She forced herself to say. "I don't have anywhere else to go." Audrey wasn't even home. She and Cameron were visiting Steven in Memphis. While she was out of town the furnace was being replaced and so the house would be too cold.

"You can always stay here." Jason told her. "What can I do for you?"

"Can you please call Diane?" Elizabeth asked softly. Her marriage was over.

"First thing in the morning." Jason said putting his arms around her and giving her all the comfort he could.

That had been almost a year ago. The beginning of December. Lucky didn't contest the divorce which surprised her. Before the middle of the month she was free. Jason took her and Cameron out to dinner to celebrate. He made it clear when he dropped them off at Audrey's that he didn't want to be just her friend anymore. That he wanted them to really try.

She was the one to ask if they could keep things between them quiet. It wasn't just what they wanted that needed to be taken into consideration. She had to think of Cam too. Her little boy loved Jason already, but before Jason could step into the father role they needed to figure out if they could make it work this time.

By Valentine's Day it looked like they were going to get it right. That was when they finally made love for the first time. He took her away for the weekend and they never left the room. It was glorious and magical and the beginning. Until they came home and all hell had broken lose.

A rival family wanted the territory and things came close to all-out war. Elizabeth had found herself in a safe house, with Cameron, surrounded by guards. When she returned to Port Charles Jason said they were over. He couldn't risk losing her and the little boy he thought of as a son to the violence of his world. Elizabeth reluctantly agreed.

Then the stick turned blue. She told Jason, and his answer was still the same. They couldn't be together, but he did not intend to be derelict in his responsibilities. He made sure that Elizabeth had a house and money in the bank. She and his children would be well cared for, and from a distance he would be able to watch them. But he would never be a part of their lives again.

So for the first three months of her pregnancy they kept their distance, and then he got on the plane to South America. A routine business trip that turned out to be anything but.

The news of Jason's death had been stunning. For days she had been numb and then Monica had come to see her. Jason left his mother a letter telling her about the baby and asking that she care for Elizabeth. Monica was the one who asked Liz to move into the mansion, when the petite brunette said no Monica suggested the gate house instead. Elizabeth was going to say no, but then Sonny showed up at the hospital to congratulate her on the coming baby. She didn't even know how he found out, because Jason swore he wouldn't make any announcements until after she was out of her first trimester, but she didn't like it. Didn't like the coldness in his eyes.

The mob boss had not been that thrilled that she and Jason had reconnected. His question scared her, even though he smiled the entire time they talked. Since the conversation took place at the hospital several of her co-workers overheard it, and before the day was out her business was being bandied about.

When she went home Carly had shown up asking the same question. Elizabeth simply closed the door in the blonde's face. But it was Sam showing up after Cameron was in bed that opened Elizabeth's eyes to the possible danger. The dark haired woman had been angry and demanded that Elizabeth show her proof of Jason's paternity. She had said that over the last month she and Jason had started reconnecting. Even though the enforcer had cut her out his life Sam insisted they were on the verge of a reconciliation. Elizabeth's bastard was not going to get in the way of that. She had locked the door and called the mansion to accept Monica's offer, after telling the older woman what was going on.

The next morning, the Chief of Staff of General Hospital had been on the steps of Elizabeth's house and a moving truck was parked in the driveway. It hadn't taken long at all for the men to pack up the house and load up the truck. Before the end of the day Elizabeth and Cameron were settled into the gatehouse. That first dinner had been eye opening. The Quartermaine's were a family who enjoyed a good debate. They didn't have quiet family meals. With Tracy married to Luke things had gotten ugly pretty quickly. Both Luke and Lulu made pointed remarks about poor Lucky, and how Liz wasn't much more than a tramp even though she hadn't been the one to break their wedding vows.

Much to everyone's surprise it had been Tracy who came to Elizabeth's rescue. Reminding her husband of his various affairs while married to Laura, and reminding Lulu of her part in breaking up Dillon's marriage to Georgie. The father and daughter didn't say a word for the rest of the night. Luke left on an adventure the next morning and Lulu moved out of the mansion altogether. Monica seemed pleased with that outcome.

When the doorbell rang Monica walked out of the dining room to get the pizzas. She couldn't wait until Emily called later this evening. Her daughter had sent an email just this morning requesting they get a fully loaded pizza in her honor. Monica's response was that they should have plenty of leftover turkey when she and Matt returned home.

This was the first Thanksgiving that Emily wasn't home. While she did want to make this night easier for Liz and the rest of the family the young resident had needed a break. Since she had off Emily had asked her boyfriend to go away with her. Thanksgiving was the only holiday that Emily had managed to get Jason to the mansion for, and not since Lila passed away.

"Money." Monica muttered to herself, stopping to get enough for the pizzas and nice tip. The doorbell rang again. "Coming!" The cardio surgeon called out. Standing there holding a stack of pizzas in the cold couldn't be the most pleasant thing. She hoped the delivery person was getting paid well for working a holiday. "Sorry." She said opening the door. The smile slid off her face as she saw who was standing there. For a brief moment she worried she was having a stroke. That she was about to drop dead and this was the last thing her brain conjured up.

"Mom." Jason said his heart beating hard in his chest.

Instead of answering Monica Quartermaine, world famous surgeon, simply passed out.

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