This was one of the stories I wrote for the HH Birthday Bash.
Chapter One
Mac hung up the phone and with a grim continence walked out to his bull pen and looked around saddened to realize there wasn't a single man out there he trusted with what he was about to investigate.
Just as he was debating calling the FBI, the State Police or even his ex sister-in-law, he realized something, he wasn't so sure he trusted them either. While he loved Anna, she had been a little off during her visit, a little too friendly with the very people he would be investigating.
"Sir, is it okay if I head home, things are rather quiet right now and Lulu and I, well we need to talk." said Dante.
Turning to look at his detective, one of the many he didn't trust and said "Go, go ahead."
Once in his office, he was about to call the ONLY detective he thought would look into this with the idea of finding the truth, when he sat back, decided to wait, just in case his tip was wrong, just in case this had been someone's idea of a joke.
Across town, Jason Morgan could hear his wife and his mother talking about the baby as he stared across the harbor. His life was all he had ever dreamed off. He was close to his family, he had finally, finally gotten Carly and Sonny to respect his wishes and he had a baby on its way.
A baby... like Jake. His one regret in all of this, the amount of pain that Elizabeth Webber had gone through, the amount of pain, he had caused her while finding and clawing and fighting his way to the perfect life.
She was the one person he regretted hurting, his only regret... but turning around, seeing a happy Sam, hearing Monica and her talking about whether it would be a girl or a boy and he thought to himself smiling a bit, he was hoping for a little girl, after all he had already had a boy-"
Inside, Monica and even Sam were growing bored by now planning the life of a baby that still had several months left before it would be born. Monica looked at Sam and almost warned her that she had seen Jason speaking to Elizabeth Webber, that young woman, who was just like her Uncle Rick. Unable to let others be happy once they had walked away from them.
Sam heard the sound of Alice's voice as she led Edward in to the room, then turned around when she realized that Jason had been uncharacteristically quiet, even for him. Seeing him on the ground, she shouted, and rushed towards her beloved.
"Monica!" she cried out as she landed on the ground next to where Jason was laying face first onto the tile of the balcony. "Help!"
Shaking Jason, Sam was screaming when the older woman joined her and said "Sam, let go so that we can turn him over and Alice call 911.
Monica began to turn her son over when she felt the wetness from where she was protecting his head. "Tell them he is bleeding, from his ear."
As they got him turned over, Monica saw the death grimace, then reached up, her hand shaking as she searched desperately for a pulse. "Oh god, oh god."
Sam could only stare, shocked as the eyes of her mother in law met her then said in a dead tone. "No, no, not my Jason."
"Sam, I am so sorry, but he is dead." she responded then let his head rest onto the ground as she saw her daughter-in-law collapse.
Mac was in his office, when the call came in. "Sir, they need an ambulance at the Morgan penthouse, should we roll."
With a twist of his lips, he stared at Detective Dimestco, "By all means, lets head over there."
Once at the Towers, he saw Monica saying that Jason was dead, telling the medic it had to have been the result of his surgery as the man went to load him onto the gurney. "Wait, stop."
"Excuse me?" Monica bristled with indignation.
"Monica, sorry but if he is dead, he has to remain where he is until the medical examiner arrives." ordered Mac, wondering if she had given him some sort of drug, or if he would end up giving himself away because there was no damn way that Jason Morgan was being moved without supervision he trusted. "This just became a police investigation."
"There is no need for that..." she was protesting only for Mac to casually lift his phone and make the call. Meanwhile Sam was holding her stomach, shuddering and clearly beyond herself in grief.
"Yes, there is, until we know what killed him this is an open investigation." he said coolly.
"Mac, I know that you blamed Jason for Robin's death..."
"Stop right there, Monica, I am going by the book." he said and he would go rule by rule, page by page and when he proved that the call he had gotten earlier that evening was correct and that Jason Morgan had faked his death, he was going to throw the book at the lot of them.
Looking at Sam, he said to the paramedics, "You might want to take the woman out of here, she looks like she is about to collapse."
Sam threw herself on Jason's body, swearing she would never leave him, never abandon him until Monica helped the men give her a sedative. Shocked, Alice was leading Edward to the door, when Mac saw the ME getting off the back elevator.
"Sir, where is the body?" he was asked.
"Right there and don't put it in the bag, just yet." he said then waited until Monica had left the top floor in the company of Sam and the paramedics, clearly torn between staying with her son and helping the mother of his child.
Then looking at the lone detective with him, he said "Go find Corinthos, I want him at the station when I arrived."
"Sir?" Ronnie asked surprised.
"Just do what I tell you to do, I think that Corinthos finally snapped, that he might have had something to do with this." He really didn't, especially if Morgan was faking it, but he wanted the man gone so he could speak with the ME alone.
"I don't want you to touch the body." he said grimly. Seeing the mans surprise, he told him about the call. "Not because I don't trust you, I do. But there is something hinky about this and I made a call on the way over here."
Seeing Patrick entering the room, he said "Morgan is supposedly dead."
"So Robin gave her life for nothing." he said sadly then asked Mac why he was here.
"Because I think it was a lie, I think that Morgan faked his death. You are going to help me prove it. I want you to get the following. Fresh samples and anything you might have on computer. I want hard copies of these files too."
Patrick looked at the list and was shocked at what was on it. "Sir?"
"Look, just go, because Monica who was here, is either in on it or going to be blaming you for this. I need this done before she gets to you." he said.
Patrick rushed off to the hospital, saw Monica's rude attitude as she told the Webber siblings about Jason being dead, saw Elizabeth's body take the blow then her hug her brother before saying something back to Monica then nodding at Epiphany start to head out for the day.
"Where do you think you are going, if you leave, you will be suspended." warned Monica harshly. "You, you were nothing to him, a mistake."
"Believe what you want, Monica. You will anyhow, either way, I am going home and mourning the man I knew, the Jason he has become, well while I didn't wish him dead, was someone I wish I had never met." with that, Elizabeth kept her dignity until she got to the locker room, where her heart broke.
Back in the hallway, Steven glared at the middle aged woman then said "You know, you went too far this time. Someday, well my guess is that someday you end up regretting your hurting Elizabeth. My guess is the day you really learn who and what your son married."
With that, Steven went after his sister and found her making an appointment to spend a few hours working through her issues with her doctor. "Oh god, Steven. I feel so at sea."
"I know." he said and held her tight, wishing he could fix this, not getting why his sister was hurt again and again, why she was constantly bearing the blows of life's pain and agony.
Mac waited for the out of town ME's report two days later as Diane Miller stormed into his office along with Alexis Davis. "Mac, my daughter wants to get into her penthouse and your men are refusing to let her. We all know what happened here. Why are you trying to make it a murder."
Diane then asked "Why on earth did you have the AG freeze all Morgan's assets?"
"Until I know one way or another, we are doing this by the book, I have told you ladies and everyone else who seems to think that they deserve answers that exact same thing over the last forty eight hours. Now, if you don't stop bothering me I am going to have the both of you tossed into a jail cell for impeding a police investigation."
Across town, Carly was in stunned shock, still not believing this, still not processing the death even as Sonny made yet another call. "What do you mean you can't find the body? You work at the ME's office."
"Sir, like I have told you, Mr. Scorpio had it taken and looked at elsewhere." he said shivering in the cold of the morgue.
Sonny didn't like that, he didn't like that at all as he hung up and then with a grimaced called his eldest son who said "I told you, I am not a part of the case. I have no knowledge."
Mac had just gotten rid of the loud women when the middle-aged man wearing street clothes entered his office and sat down. "Well at least I can verify it was murder and that the man on my table is dead and died within the time frame."
"What do you mean." he asked then was handed a specimen jar. Lifting it, he said in shock. "Wait, this is a bullet from a rifle."
Pulling down his book on weapons, Mac read what type of gun and said "What the fuck did I stumble onto?"
"I don't know, but here are the results, all labeled and from all the various labs you had me send them to." he said throwing down a pile of work. "One interesting thing, well two, Las Vegas and Miami, are both interested in this. When you get your stuff sorted out, I would give them a call if they don't show up here."
Mac saw the results, went through them laboriously, locking his door to keep everyone out and said what the heck. Calling the man back, he said "I need you to run some more tests."
With that, he made a few more calls and Patrick went to do as requested and so did Mac's spy. An hour later, he was being called on his cell phone by Edward Quartermaine's attorney. He could guess what that was about and he was NOT releasing the body.
The old man, Monica and others had already been demanding he let them bury Jason, too bad, Mac was just pissed and suspicious enough to not let that happen, even after finding out there really was a dead body in a nearby morgue.
Early the next morning, Mac who had gone home to bed, checked with his man and was given the news. Taking the files, he felt regret at part of who would be hurt but began to gather his suspects and tried to figure out where to bring them.
Then with a slightly impish grin, made a call then sent out the notes ordering people to come to his old club The Outback just as his daughter began to bang on his door, demanding he fix this.
"Fix what Maxie?" he inquired.
Maxie saw the look in his eyes, then backed down. She hadn't seen that look in Mac's eyes in a very long time as he snarled at her. "I want you at the old Outback, today at three PM. Along with your little group of friends."
Mac went to deliver the invitation in person to three people and then went to make some arrangements for all sharp instruments to be removed, this was about to get VERY, VERY UGLY. His only question was going to be who would throw the first punch.
Chapter Two.
Monica was pissed when she saw Steven and Elizabeth Webber sitting with Patrick Drake whose botched surgery had killed her son. Glaring at them from across the room, seeing the police officers standing near them, she almost hoped that Mac had plans to arrest the trio.
She was sure that they were glad Jason was dead as she listened to Sam's sobs at seeing Elizabeth and Patrick there. "There, there, it will be okay."
"It will never be okay, I want Jason back. I want my Jason back." Mac who was eavesdropping suddenly wondered if he had been wrong, if maybe someone had known that there was something wrong with things.
Seeing the Corinthos contingent arrive, along with some of the Spencers, he nodded at the undercover state troopers playing waiters just as Alexis came in with Diane and they sat at the assigned table to them.
Seeing Anna entering, seeing her hug the grieving widow, made his teeth ache but he kept his face set, Mac finally saw the last person arrive and with a young woman.
"Michael, who is your friend?" Then saw it was the young woman who had lost her family in a car accident recently. "I am not sure this is appropriate."
"Its fine, she wants to be here to support me." he said with a shrug then took a seat with her at the only open table.
Shaking his head, Mac said "Monica, we ran a full body scan, this is Dr. Sid Hammerback, he I believe went to med school with you."
"Sid, why are you here?" she asked stiffening a bit, Sid was someone who knew her in her wild younger days she hadn't ran into anyone like that in years.
"I was asked by the Port Charles police department to run an autopsy on patient number 1548759 aka Jason Morgan. He said that there were some issues and he wanted an outside team brought in."
"You, you did my son's autopsy." she said feeling a sense of relief since she had read his name in medical journals and knew he was very well respected in his field and worked for the NYPD.
"As to that." he shrugged. "All I can say is that I did the autopsy on 1548759. The name I was given was Jason Morgan."
Hearing the murmurs, growing, he looked at his boss then at Mac Scorpio before saying. "I have DVD of this, for anyone skeptical of my findings. First of all the DB was in bad shape, he had I only found out afterwords had brain surgery. That however wasn't what killed him."
"What did kill my son?" Monica asked while Sam sat there, almost numb, almost not caring.
"A bullet, Monica." he said bluntly. "From a rifle."
"That isn't possible." stated Sonny almost in shock. "There are no sight lines, none."
"Actually, sir that is incorrect." stood Mac from New York City. "My name is Mac Taylor, I am in charge of the New York City Police Department forensics lab. Mr. Falconari and Mr. Demestco can verify that."
Dante nodded at his father then listened as Mac Taylor continued. "While investigating my people found the sight line used. Thanks to the bullet recovered from the body we have since learned what type of gun was used."
Walking over to the box on the stage, Mac pulled out a specialized long range rifle gun. "This is a Remington, MC-127. It is a Marine Corp sniper rifle. There are ten in the entire world. Nine are accounted for. One went missing in Iraq two years ago."
"Are you saying that one of those guns killed Jason?" asked Carly as she felt herself shiver as she looked at the sinister looking gun with the long barrel.
"I am saying that one of these was fired at the penthouse level of Harborview Towers taking out the man standing on the balcony." he said grimly. "Here is the thing. There are ten weapons, but very few people trained on them who could have made the shot."
"And all were accounted for." he said. "Now, I know of one other person who could have made this shot without the government training."
"Who, who killed my grandson?" asked Edward, feebly trying to stand.
"That is the problem, because Jason Morgan is the only other person I know of who could have made that shot." he said and silence hit the room as what he was saying settled in.
Mac Scorpio looked around then said "What I didn't tell Mac was that I did the same checking and came up with the same name. This led me to run several tests its why we are gathered here."
"I don't understand, are you trying to blame Jason, JASON for his own death. The incompetence..." Carly was on a roll when Mac Scorpio snarled for her to sit down and shut up.
"Excuse me?" she asked in disbelief.
Sighing, Mac said "Carly, I know you are upset, trust me. I do. But for once, listen, count to ten, do whatever you have to do to let me speak because this is only the beginning on this tangled mess."
Carly saw the pleading expression in Elizabeth Webber's face and for some reason, it resonated as she shut up and let Mac speak.
"My immediate thought was that someone was setting Morgan up and I had my officers looking around and unless they lied to me to cover others, the only menace we have running around right now is Helena Cassadine."
There were a few nods a few glares at Spencer if she had anything to do with this.
"So my next step was to verify that the man in the penthouse was Jason Morgan. I compared his DNA to the sample gathered from when he went to Pentonville as a convicted felon. By law they are required to give up a sample."
Seeing Sam looking at Diane, Mac waited until she had confirmed that he was correct then said "I can confirm with 99.99 perfect accuracy that this was the same man who went to jail but-"
When they started to talk, he held up his hand and to his surprise, Carly stood up and glared at those around the room. "The next step was to find out if he had any DNA tests ran at GH and with his medical issues, I figured that might have happened. Imagine to my surprise to find out that Mr and Mrs. Morgan had a DNA test ran on their upcoming bundle of joy. Interesting that."
Sam kept her mouth shut, just glaring at Mac. It was none of his business but felt joy when he said "And I can confirm that they match the man now lying in my morgue."
Elizabeth felt a twinge, but kept it under control.
"So now I had confirmations, but to be absolutely sure, I ran his DNA against every single known member of the Quartermaine family, Edward, Tracy, Ned, Dillon and Michael as well as against Alan and Jake Webber." he said looking sideways at Elizabeth.
He had been shocked at what he found but before he told what it was he added. "Now, I had to get permission from Steven for a sample for Susan Moore."
"Who?" asked Sam and Carly both looking surprised then Sam asked "And why would you ask Steven Webber anything.
Seeming surprised, Mac tossed out the news "Because he is Susan Moore's last living relative besides his biological mother, Heather. Anyhow, the sample was gathered and one from Steven. And Susan was Jason's biological mother."
"Why on earth would you need a sample from Elizabeth's brother?" Sam asked skeptically.
"Because Jason and Steven are second cousins on their mother's side." Sam sat back feeling stung at not knowing that while Spinelli frowned a bit as he watched from where he was sitting next to Maxie.
"As I said, I had the samples ran but not just here in Port Charles, I had them run at the top five labs around the country." he responded. Spinelli's frown grew, he had set it up for him to be notified if at anytime Jason's DNA was tested no matter where.
"What came back wasn't a shock." he said "In light of a call I had gotten earlier that evening and when I got it, I had every single sample reran by this man."
Turning to the man next to him, he said "I would like you to meet Dr. Abraham Yorkman. He is the foremost expert in DNA having helped create the protocol for testing DNA."
Dr. Yorkman stood in front of the group and said "First I reran the tests, just to be sure. First up, the sample regarding the baby Ms. McCall is carrying, it proves that the man who died is the baby's father, and he is also somehow related to the father of Mr. Michael Corinthos III."
"HOWEVER." he stressed the next part. "His sample shows him to NOT be related to the Quartermaine family, more specifically to Edward, Tracy, Ned, Dillon, Alan or the sample on record for Jake Webber at the hospital."
"What, are you saying that Elizabeth lied, that Jake wasn't Jason's son." shrieked Sam as Monica glared and began to plot revenge on the girl who had twisted her emotions so badly.
"That isn't what I am saying at all." he said then waited until they were calmed down. "See, the young man known as Jake was a Quartermaine. His sample matched the other base samples for the family, also the sample gathered from his mother and the sample gathers from Susan Moore as his biological grandmother."
There was some silence as no one quiet knew how take what he was saying. "And then there is the next part. The man who was shot didn't match the sample for Susan Moore. However Ms Moore does match the samples from his childhood, from his surgery and like I said was the grandmother of one Jake Webber."
"Wait, you are saying... that... Jason wasn't Jason." asked Monica. "How is that possible."
"We aren't sure. I have spoken to various people. Mr. X since I can't explain who the man lying down in the morgue is, matches the samples for the visit to Pentonville prison but he doesn't match the sample taken when Mr. Morgan went to Seattle for surgery on his hands in 2008."
Now you could hear a pin drop in the room. Then Dr. Yorkman said "I have been asking around, strangely enough, most of you noticed nothing different about Mr. Morgan during that time. One of you did, though they dismissed it. I have done some checking and it looks like between October 2008 and June 2010, Jason Morgan-."
"NO, YOU ARE WRONG, I CAN PROVE IT, I KNOW JASON BETTER THAN ANYONE, ANYONE. DO YOU HEAR ME." shouted Sam as she got herself worked up. She was so upset that Monica had to have her taken to the hospital but Mac told the doctor she needed to stay.
"Epiphany Johnson who is here in case anyone needed medical treatment along with Matt Hunter will take care of her." he said firmly while Alexis and Diane were beginning to realize the mess now unraveling if what Mac said was true.
Sam looked pitiful as she was lead out and placed in the waiting ambulance as Michael suddenly said "Wait, you said I am not a match for the Quartermaines."
"That is true, but since you are at least a partial match to the man in the morgue, plus..." Dr Hammerback saw him looking his way and stood to announce what he had to.
"We ran a test on the body in the crypt known as AJ Quartermaine, he isn't a match to anyone but somehow, you are a match to our Mr. X."
"Wait, but AJ didn't match the rest of the family?" asked Monica stunned.
"No, the man lying in that crypt isn't your son." said Mac who then continued with the body blows as he said "Monica, I don't know if he faked his death, or how Michael isn't related to you, but that is the truth. I went back and gave Dr. Yorkman the samples we had on record for the DNA tests back during the custody battle between Jason and AJ."
Monica's head was whirling, while Edward seemed to grow stronger as Tracy and he looked at one another then at Monica. "The sample matches that Michael is his son, but doesn't match the Quartermaines or the body in the crypt."
"Who is he then?"
Monica was protesting, saying they were wrong that yes, there were questions but tests had proven Alan was AJ's dad. Steven couldn't resist mentioning his Uncle Rick but Mac said Michael wasn't related to the Webbers either so that was ruled out. "Monica, how is it possible that you didn't know either of your sons were who they were supposed to be."
Monica now felt foolish and was going to speak when Mac Taylor said "Enough. Scorpio, do you need us for anything else?"
"Yes, just quickly, what did your computer forensic's guy find." he said looking at the man sitting next to Mac.
Adam was uncomfortable as he stood but then he told them. "There are no large withdrawals unaccounted for from the Morgan account other
than the ones that Sam McCall made in March of 2011."
"And did you manage to fulfill my request?" asked Mac Scorpio.
"All Morgan accounts, every single one of them are shut down until you locate the real Jason Morgan." he verified and then added. "Plus they have all been taken offline per your request to keep anyone from accessing them illegally by computer."
Mac thanked the out of town CSI team then when the left looked around the room and at the uneasy faces in it. "I have no idea why or when Jason Morgan went missing. Clearly the man who has been living in his penthouse, went to a great deal of trouble to become him. Patrick and I looked at his x-ray, at every single test ran on him and we have more questions than answers thank to the convenience of the hospital fire in 2009."
Monica was about to blame Elizabeth when it hit her, that if Jason wasn't her son Jason, that Sam wasn't having her grandson and felt the loss of Jake yet again. Soon sobbing, she was took out of the room by Alice as Tracy and Edward followed.
Sonny who had begun to realize that he had trusted intimate secrets to someone who wasn't Jason, that there were more questions he needed answers to, he soon led his contingent out of the bar while Mac asked Elizabeth and Steven to stay behind.
"I want to stay too." announced a stubborn Carly who was told she was welcome by Mac who then told her but that she had to keep her mouth shut.
"Elizabeth, I hate to intrude in your personal business, but I have talked to all the others who were close to Jason at this time except you." he said as gently as possible. "I need you to tell me of each contact you had with Jason from say the moment that you ended your engagement."
"What? How did you know?" she asked stunned to hear Mac referring to something she thought only Jason and she knew about. She had never even told Steven about it.
"There is a nurse at Seattle General, she spoke to him while he was recovering. He mentioned wanting to get married to a girl he had almost lost repeatedly over the years and that he was not going to let it happen again. The description, it fits you from the nursing down to the beautiful blue eyes." Mac said while Carly reeled from the idea that Jason and Liz had been engaged.
Elizabeth filled him in on everything except details of their lovemaking. "So, let me get this straight, Spencer and Sam were investigating the Russians, and you and Jason were told that they saw the two of you and that that was the reason they kidnapped Jake?"
Seeing Mac frowning, Carly asked "What?"
"Does that make any sense? To me it doesn't. To me it makes more sense if they were watching Lucky and Sam. Also you said you shot this man, why doesn't that appear in any of the reports."
"I don't understand." asked Elizabeth, herself confused.
"Elizabeth, all the reports I read said Sam shot them but it never made sense forensically." said Mac. "Knowing you did it, it does."
Giving him the rest of the story up to the no contact rule, she saw Carly start to frown then look at her. Suddenly the blond stood and said "Elizabeth, we need to talk but right now, I have to do something."
Mac nodded at the officer who was following the blond, they were keeping a close eye on all the Corinthos and Spencers, someone had to have helped Morgan if Mac was wrong in what he believed.
Elizabeth was rolling her eyes at the idea of talking to Carly when Mac said "We need to go to my office."
Leading them up there, he said "The room is soundproof. Now that Carly is gone, there is something else and you might want to sit down for it."
Grabbing the bottle he had put up there earlier, he placed a sniffer in front of Elizabeth filled with brandy. "Elizabeth, when we ran the DNA testing earlier, after an irregularity, we ran tests on all your sons."
"Mac?" asked Steven confused.
"There is no easy way to say it and I swear the only ones who know are the three of us and Dr. Yorkman. Elizabeth, Cam's DNA was what it should be. With a match to Zander and you. I am sorry but Aidan's
isn't a match to what it should be."
"What? But Mac, I ran the tests twice. Are you now saying that Nik is the father of Aidan?" she asked astounded then thinking on it, said "Oh my god, I was reading that when Jake..."
Reading for her hands, Mac said "Elizabeth, please, I need you to hold it together."
Pressing the drink into her hands he said "You see, I lied down there, we have proof that the fake Jason Morgan was in town much sooner than I told him. We have a sample from when he was shot in Mexico, that proves that Mr. X was there BUT something else proves something different and I am sorry for what I did."
"What did you do?" she asked then felt a bit odd.
"Elizabeth, I gave you a hypnotic drug." he said then nodded at the doctor in the doorway. Seeing Steven's furious expression, he said "Trust me."
Fuming then shocked Steven sank into the eighties fashionable chair and listened to the man skillfully question his sister. Forty minutes later, when she woke up, Elizabeth remembered what he had asked her and her responses as she said "Well damn, that opens a huge can of worms doesn't it."
"More than that." said Mac nodding at Ewan to sit down as well. "Elizabeth, I had Jake exhumed and the boy in the grave, he isn't your son."
"No, that isn't possible." she protested instinctively.
"You gave birth to a son whose parents are yourself and Jason Morgan, but the boy buried in his grave, isn't your son." he said as bluntly as possible.
"I need you to tell me, what did Sam McCall do to your son. And don't lie, I had a talk with Amelia Joffey, I get why you went off the rails then. I think you would have had a good case for justifiable homicide if you had killed the man you thought was Morgan for getting involved with her."
Elizabeth's hands were shaking as in a monotone she told him what happened when Jake was kidnapped, when the two men approached them with guns. "Jason said he had handled, it and until our son was kidnapped again, I thought he had."
"I won't ask why you didn't press charges, I can figure it out." Mac said "Why would you go back to Spencer after all he let her around them."
"Mac..." Elizabeth took a deep breath, looked at Ewan and faced her demons. "It all goes back to my rape and what Lucky did and didn't do. I hate to say it but I am glad he isn't Aidan's father. I can now cut the ties between us. For good."
"Elizabeth, with the way the Quartermaines are acting and your recent past, I would let it ride, until we find out the truth about who was playing Morgan, where Jason Morgan is and most importantly what was Sam McCall's part in this mess." Mac said bluntly. "In truth, I would almost send you out of town, if you don't mind."
"Mac, the Quartermaines have lost a lot over the last few years." she said feeling like she was making yet another mistake.
"Let me be blunt, Elizabeth, you spent time in a mental institution even if it is through no fault of your own, have lost your job repeatedly and have made some very bad choices, Monica is going to be out for blood and would be ruthless trying to get your child away from you." he stated as harshly as he could.
Steven, Ewan and Mac saw the moment it all sunk in. "Oh my god."
"Yes, for now, until we find out the truth, for your children's sake keep your mouth shut." he said. Seeing her pull back, then start to say Lucky deserved the truth, he said "No, he doesn't and you know it. Lucky has spent the last few years vilifying you, playing the injured party, well suck it up and face that he is a manipulative asshole."
Elizabeth laughed then said "Okay, Okay. I can't believe it, Ewan, you said we weren't done working on my mind. I guess you are right."
"Elizabeth, you need to stop being a people pleaser." said Ewan while her brother thought about something.
"Mac, where do you think my nephew is?" he asked and saw the moment it hit Elizabeth that there was a chance her son was alive.
"I don't know but I know that I damn sure intend to find out." he vowed then said he had to get going. All of them left, then Ewan went to the hospital where he watched the drama of Sam McCall playing out.
"Alexis, you have to do something." she was shrieking as she tossed the papers at her mother. "I am Samantha Morgan, Mrs. Jason Morgan."
Alexis had her doubts, seriously had her doubts about that as she turned to look at Diane who handed her the paperwork she had gotten from Mac. "Are they sure?"
"Yes and for now, I have to obey the rules. You can explain it to your daughter, maybe the Quartermaines will let her stay with them." she said with a heavy sigh as she went home making plans to talk to the women herself first thing the next morning.
TBC