Chapter One

Felicia Walked into her new house, throwing her keys and the mail on the table. She looked around the kitchen at the boxes littering the floor, knowing the rest of the house looked the same way. She and the girls had moved in almost two months ago, but the motivation to unpack just wasn't there. Felicia let out a sigh, deciding the boxes could wait one more day. All she wanted to do was soak in a hot bath. She had, had a long day, the last thing she wanted to do was unpack boxes.

Felicia walked into the living room, figuring she would find Maxie and Georgie. Instead, she found an empty room. "Maxie! Georgie! I'm home! Anybody?" She called. Nothing but silence answered her. "Hmm." She looked around the room. A piece of paper lying on the coffee table caught her eye. She picked it up and began to read.

"Dear mom,

I had to go to the library to do some research for a school project.

I brought Georgie with me. We won't be late.

Love,

Maxie

Felicia gave a little smile as she laid the note down. At least Maxie was using the word love again. For the longest time it had been 'I hate you'. But the two were finally becoming closer again. Felicia was overjoyed by it. There was nothing in the world she loved more than her children. Everyday she thought about how she had almost lost them. She didn't regret her relationship with Luke. It was what she needed to find herself again. She did regret hurting her children. But everything that had happened was in the past. She now had the future to look forward to.

Felicia went back into the kitchen and poured herself a glass of wine. She grabbed a few files from her briefcase, then went upstairs. She drew a bath, lit a few candles, and undressed. She slowly slid into the hot, foamy bath. She let out a sigh as she rested her head on the bath pillow. She relaxed for a few minutes, then picked up one of the files to look over. She was happy to be back at work. She had let so many of her cases go, she was afraid the private eye agency would fold. But her business was beginning to grow again. It had taken time, but her life was finally back on track.

Felicia finished up her bath, threw on a white t-shirt and flannel pajama bottoms, then went downstairs to start dinner. It was almost 7:00. She figured Maxie and Georgie would be home soon, and they would be starving like they always seem to be. She opened the fridge door, trying to decide what to make, when her thoughts were interrupted by her cell phone ringing. She shut the refridgerator door, and dug the phone out of her purse. All the caller id said was unknown caller. Normally not answering unknown calls, she started to lay the phone on the table, but something inside her told her to answer the call. She hit the button and put the phone to her ear.

"Hello?" She asked.

"Princess." The caller said. "It's Sean." Felicia felt the butterflies that had begun to flutter in her stomach, calm down.

"Sean! This is a surprise. I haven't heard from you or Tiffany in a couple of months. I think Anna and Maxie speak more than we do. How are you?"

"Well princess, no so good." Sean answered.

"Oh no! Is Tiffany and Anna alright?" Felicia asked.

"No, no, they're both fine. In fact, Anna has been pestering Tiffany and I for about another trip to Port Charles. She misses Maxie."

Felicia gave a small smile when she thought about Maxie and Anna. Even though Sean and Tiffany had moved to Boston before Tiffany had given birth to Anna, they came for visits often enough, that the two girls had become best friends. "Maxie misses her too." Felicia told him. Then she remembered the topic of this conversation was not the two friends daughters. Something was wrong. "What's happened Sean?" Felicia asked, the butterflies quickly beginning to fly again.

"Felicia, I got some news today, and it's not good..." He trailed off, not wanting to tell her.

"Sean, what's wrong with Frisco?" Felicia asked. Sean let out a sigh, not surprised at all Felicia had figured out his news had something to do with her ex-husband.

"Frisco was in Iraq , working with some troops that were trying to find a powerful group of terrorists. They got a tip, and he and a few soldiers went to check it out. It turned out to be a trap...and...there..there was an explosion." Sean quietly told her.

"And where is Frisco now Sean?" Felicia asked, her hands shaking.

"Princess...he's dead."