THINGS YOU NEED TO KNOW::::::
- This story takes place shortly after Lulu hit Logan over the head about a month or two after
- Micheal was never shot
- Sonny and Jason are still good friends and are still in the "coffee business"
- Carly and Jax are still married
- Johnny and Lulu were only together up to the point she hit Logan over the head with the wrench
- Lulu and Logan are not together
- Maxie and Spinelli are together
- The TMK has been outed and killed like on the show
- Johnny Z and Logan still hate each other
- Claudia, Johnny, Jason and Sonny have made a tentative truce and are planning to keep the peace
- Anthony Z is dead and so is Trevor
- If I think of anything else I will add an A/N to the chapters
"We are now arriving in Port Charles, New York; thank you for travelling with US Rail." A voice came over the intercom.
Taking a deep breath a twenty-ish, brunette, blue eyed, woman stood from her seat and grabbed her hand bag before making her way off the train and on to the plat form and waited for her luggage from the compartment under the train.
"Annabell Lenux!" One of the men unloading the luggage called out as he read the tag on the suit case.
The brunette, Annabell Lenux walked over to the man. "That me." She smiled at him as he handed her the large suit case.
"Have a good day Miss." The man said before turning back to his work.
"You too." She called as she walked away from the train and off the platform and through the train station out the main entrance of the station, where dozens of cabs were waiting to take passengers to there destinations.
Annabell walked over to one of the yellow cabs and over to the driver side window. "Are you waiting for a fair or are you available?"
"No, I'm free Hun." The driver said getting out of the car and walking around and opening the trunk.
Annabell handed him her suit case and he put it in the trunk before closing it and hopping back in to the drivers seat as she going in the the back of the cab.
"Where you heading?" He asked looking at her in the rear view.
"Umm a hotel, a decent one please." The young woman told him.
The driver nodded and stated the car before pulling away from the curb.
Annabell pulled a piece of paper out of her purse and looked down at the document, her original birth certificate, she ran her hands over her fathers name and sighed.
It was several minutes later when the cab pulled up to a large building with the name Metro Court on it. "Here we are, that will be $22.55."
Annabell fished the money out of her purse before handing it to the driver as she opened the door and stepped out of the cab.
The driver got out and pulled her suit case from the trunk and wished her a good day before getting back in the car and driving off.
Annabell ran her hands through her long hair as she walked in to the hotel and up to the reception desk where a woman in her late 30's with sandy blond hair stood.
"Hello, welcome to the Metro Court." The woman said with a warm smile.
The younger woman smiled back softly. "Hi, I was wondering if you had any room available?"
"Yes we have several. I'm Carly Jax by the way." The woman, Carly offered her hand, the older woman could not help but stare at the girl, there was something familiar about her, she just couldn't put her finger on what it was.
"Nice to meet you Mrs. Jax, I'm Annabell Lenux." Annabell took the woman hand and shook it for a moment before letting go.
"Please call me Carly, so what kind of room were you looking for Miss. Lenux?" Carly asked still smiling a brilliant smile.
"If I am going to call you Carly, you have to call be Annabell." She chuckled.
"I am looking for the cheapest room you have and I want to rent it for err...a week." She told Carly.
"Hmm let me see." Carly typed a few things in to the computer in front if her.
"I have a single room with as queen bed, now its regularly $105.00 a night but because you want to stay for a week so instead of $735.00 how does $400.00 for the week sound?" She asked, Carly wasn't sure why she was cutting the girl a break but she found herself doing it.
Annabell's smile widened in to a grin. "Really? That would be wonderful Carly." She was suprised by the rate and thankful it wouldn't make her broke.
"Alright so you will be in room 234 and there is a continental breakfast everyday, so I just need the payment and a credit card for security." She said to the girl.
Annabell pulled put her debit card and her master card and handed the two to Carly. After Annabell punched in her information and Carly took down her card number she handed back the cards.
"Come with me, I'll show you up to you room." Carly walked out from behind the counter and toward the elevators.
Annabell followed the woman and walked in to the elevator with her. "Thank you for helping me out."
"No problem sweetie, you kinda remind me of myself when I first came to PC, I just wished someone had helped me then." Carly said with a reminiscent look, maybe that was why the girl felt familiar but she wasn't so sure.
The elevator stopped at the 7th floor and the pair stepped out, the younger woman following the older woman, they came to a stop a little ways down the hall in front of room 234.
"Well here you are." Carly said opening the door with the small electronic key card before handing it to Annabell.
Annabell took the key. "Thank Carly, I'll hopefully see you around."
"Oh you will Anna." Carly smile before turning and walking back toward the elevator.
Annabell walked in the room a moment after Carly had left, she set her suit case by the door before taking in the room and wow it was one of the nicest rooms she had seen aside from TV and catalogues, the room was made up of rich browns and creams and everything looked picture perfect.
"Well at least I'll have a nice please to sleep while I'm in town." She murmured to herself as she stretched her body stiff from her trip.
The young woman walked over to the queen bed and sat down on it. She sighed and ran her hands over her face. "Should I do this like a band-aid nice and quick or wait?" She asked herself aloud.
She once again pulled the birth certificate out of her purse and looked at it thoughtfully, her gaze was focused on the name of her father, a man she had never actually meet and only now little about from internet searches. With another heavy sigh she put the paper back in to her purse and stood grabbing her room key and purse before heading out of her room and back down to the Metro-Court lobby.
"Something wrong with your room?" Carly called seeing the girl walking through the lobby like a bat out of hell.
Annabell came to a dead stop and turned and looked at Carly. "No, oh goodness no. The room is amazing Carly, I just came here with a purpose and I think that I need to do what I have to do not because if I wait I don't think I'll have the nerve." She rambled, not even taking a breath, to the almost complete stranger.
Carly walked over to her and smiled. "Breath Hun, you have to breath." She laughed.
"Sorry, I ramble sometimes." She said her face flushed.
Carly waved her hand in a 'forget about it' motion. "Don't worry I do it all the time, just ask my husband. Do what you have to do and if you lose the nerve to do it, a drink or two will help you get it back, liquid courage."
Annabell laughed. "Ohh instructing an underage person to drink Carly." She teased lightly, finding it odd how well she was getting along with the older blond.
"Really, you look older, not old but around 23 or 24." Carly commented.
"Just turned 19 last month." The girl informed her.
"Wow." Carly said.
"I'm feeling old now." She joked to the younger woman.
Annabell smiled. "Nah you don't look a day over 30."
The blond laughed. "Oh I am liking you more and more. Now scram and do what you have to and if you need anything please call, I don't mind." She said handing the girl one of her cards.
Annabell accepted the card and slipped it in to her pocket. "Thanks Carly, for everything." With that she turned and made her way out of the hotel and hailed a cab.
Annabell hopped into the back of and cab. "Where to?" The cabbie asked.
"Umm." She paused fishing a piece of paper out of her bag and glanced at the address.
"Harbour View Towers, please." She said looking down and noted that her hands were already shaking slightly.
"Sure thing." The driver said.
As they drove Annabell took several deep breaths to clam her nerves, it didn't really work but she did at least try and clam herself.
The drive was short about five or so minutes, too short in her opinion, the driver came to a stop in front of the tall building.
"That will be $18.50." The driver said.
Annabell nodded not trusting her voice at that moment and hand him a twenty, getting out of the cab not caring about the change.
She fidgeted nervously looking up at the building before she walk over to the doors and made her way in to the building and in to an elevator and jabbed the P button harshly five or six times.
"This is it. Now or never." She muttered, her stomach turning.
The elevator stopped and the doors opened and she stepped out letting them close behind her, she looked to her left to see P2. Staring at the door Annabell inched forward and was soon only a foot from it. She raised a hand to knock but stopped before her hand could make contact, she let her hand fall and repeated this motion several times before huffing and turning around intent on leaving only to come face to face with a man.
"Oh!" She exclaimed, not expecting the company.
The man looked down at her with cold blue eyes. "Can I help you?" He asked, looking down at her, his 6.2 frame towering over her 5.5 frame.
She recognized him instantly and opened her mouth to speak but found she could not.
The older male looked at her oddly. "Miss?" He said.
"I...I umm was just looking for...for well, you." She shuddered out her blue eyes becoming slightly glassy.
He ran a hand through his short hair and determined that the little girl was not a threat, he stepped past her and opened the door to his penthouse, walking in he held it open for her.
"Come in then." He motioned.
She nodded walking in to the sparsely furnished penthouse, wringing her hands as she did.
"Why were you looking for me?" He cut to the chase.
Annabell took several deep breaths before speaking. "You are Jason Morgan formally Jason Quartermaine, right?"
Jason nodded looking at the girl, who seemed to be getting paler by the second, she looked about ready to pass out. "Why don't you sit down." He motioned toward the couch.
She swallowed walked the few feet to the couch sitting down, feeling less likely to fall over.
Jason took the seat to the left of the girl, he scrubbed a hand over his face. "I am Jason Morgan, I haven't been a Quartermaine in a long time."
Annabell nodded and reached a shaking hand in to her purse and Jason tensed and reach for his weapon ever so slightly but didn't pull it out upon seeing her pull a document out of her bag.
She held the paper out to him. "I think...I'm pretty sure I'm your daughter." She said softly.
Jason's face stayed neutral but he took the paper from her, shocked, he looked down at it to see a birth certificate for Annabell Lenux, father listed as
Jason Quartermaine, his eyes shot to the date it was before the accident, the mother listed as Susan Lenux, he could remember her being mention when the Quartermaine's were trying to make him remember, apparently they had dated for a bit when he was 16 or 17.
The enforcer looked at the girl in front of him, and really took her in, she was short 5.5 or so and that was with the two or so inch heals she was wearing so he put her about 5.3, she had what looked to be natural brown hair, pale skin and the most striking thing to him she had his eyes. Anyone could write anything on a birth certificate didn't make it true but the name did ring a bell and his own eyes reflected in hers; could she really be his daughter.
"I don't remember your mother but I was told about her and I dating in our teens." He told the girl.
She looked up at him, for the first time since she had handed him the document, a few tears had escaped her eyes. "I read about your accident in a news article when I started my search for you." She said bring a hand up and brushing the tears away.
"So understand this, I am not saying you are a liar but I need proof, a DNA test will be needed." Jason said, still in utter shock, he could have a, he glanced down at the paper and did the math, 19 year old daughter.
Annabell sniffled slightly. "Ya, I understand. Random girl showing up claiming to be your kid, I would want proof too." She nodded.
"Annabell, right?" He asked.
"Annabell, Anna, Annie what ever one works for you."She shrugged.
"Anna, are you staying in town?"
Annabell smiled as he said her name for some reason it made her happy. "Yes at the Metro-Court."
Jason scratched the back of his head. "I'll set up an appointment at General Hospital and we can get the test done as soon as possible. Do you have a number I can reach you at?"
She reached in to her purse and pulled out a pen and the card Carly had given her, she could get another one later, and wrote her number on the back of it. "That's my cell and my room number just in case."
Jason was at a loss for what to do now. "So I'll call you after I set the appointment." he said standing walking to the door and opening the penthouse door.
She took that as her que to leave and stood, she rung her fingers. "Ok, I'll talk to you soon then."Annabell walked out of the penthouse and into the elevator.
TBC