CHAPTER 01

ACCIDENTAL DISCOVERY

The box fell from the top of the closet by accident. Carolina wasn't expecting it to happen, and truth be told, she hadn't been rummaging through her mother's closet to find out anything this huge, but once she'd sat down on the white hardwood floor, back pressed against the white pocket door of the walk in closet, started going through the box, she was sort of happy it'd happened. The contents of the box explained a lot about her life as a child, explained why she'd never felt like she fit in with her family.

Obviously, according to the paperwork within the box, they were not her real family. According to the paperwork in her slightly trembling hands, her birth parents were a man and woman named Sam and Jason Morgan, and given the sketchiness of the documents, she got the feeling that there was a lot more to this story than she dared imagine.

A knock on the door had her calling out as calmly as she could, "What is it?" as the bedroom door opened and her 4 year old daughter, a curly haired brunette with bright blue eyes, button nose and heart shaped lips -much like her own- skipped into the room and sat down next to her. "Whatcha doin, Mama?" she asked as Carolina looked at her daughter and then said quietly, "I was just trying to find something to wear. You're dressed already, I see.", gigglling a little bit as she took in her daughter's idea of "getting dressed", which was a pale pink tulle skirted dress and a pair of flats. Not much different than she'd been at that age, but enough to make her wonder if her real mother had been like that, and what her biological parents would think of her little girl Coraline, if they ever met her, if things had been different.

"Mama, I gonna be late! And it's my turn to take cupcakes to school!" Coraline insisted, looking at her mom, then at the box in her mom's hands. "What that?" she asked, an innocent enough question for her age. Her mother sighed and said quietly, "It's nothin, baby girl. Let's get you to school and me to work, okay?"

Her daughter nodded and standing, took off full blast towards the outside of the house, the convertible Carolina drove, getting in. Carolina laughed a little and then grabbed her keys, the cupcakes from the counter and walked out of the house, getting into the car.

Normally, she'd have went on to work after dropping off Corky and the cupcakes at her school, but today she drove a few minutes, wondering if there had been some reason she'd found the box today of all days. She just had this feeling that she was being 'nudged' in a certain direction by fate, and being the slight romantic dreamer she was, she wondered what might happen if she did a little digging.

The day couldn't go by fast enough and soon enough, she was home from work, Coraline playing in her room quietly, so she sat down with her laptop and googled the names on the birth certificates, then the name of the woman who'd signed off on the adoption, Heather Webber..

She sat wide eyed as the laptop spat all sorts of things out in the search results, and clicking around, she started to write things down, save pages, book mark things.

Apparently, her real parents were an interesting pair, her mother had been mentioned several times in a small New York newspaper from a town called Port Charles, and apparently her father was a hitman for the Corinthos family.

According to what little she'd found out by the time she decided to finally go to bed after finishing her glass of red wine, she had a little brother, Danny and she would have had a little sister named Lila, had the little girl lived..

She got up from her dining room table and put the laptop away, walking down the hallway to her own bedroom as she pondered over whether to actually dig deeper or just let sleeping dogs lie.

After all, she'd went this long with a somewhat normal and happy existance, why rock the boat now?

But as usual, Fate had other plans and soon, a 19 year old secret was going to come bursting out, whether anyone involved wanted it to or not...

As she slept that night, she had these odd dreams, that a woman at a playground, outside of what looked like a big school or something, was walking towards what appeared to be her daughter. She tried to scream or say something, tried to stop the woman from grabbing her little girl, but she couldn't reach them in time, and the woman disappeared into a black car with dark tinted windows.. When she woke with a cold sweat, it was morning, and she felt like she hadn't gotten an hour of sleep all night long. The first thing she did was run down the hallway and check on Corky, who she found sleeping in the white wooden and pale pink canopy bed in her princess bedroom.. She clutched her hand over her heart and muttered "Thank you Christ alive. If something would've happened to her.." before going to the kitchen to pour herself a cup of green tea to wake herself up and calm herself down.

CHAPTER 02

DIGGING INTO THE PAST

Today was hell for Sam Morgan. Even if she didn't act like it, it was literally the 9th ring of hell on Earth. Today was the birthday of a daughter she and Jason lost exactly 19 years ago, when Carolina had been kidnapped at age 4. As she sat up in bed, straining to hear the baby monitor, make sure Danny was alright and sleeping still, she debated a moment on just giving into the grief. Then she reminded herself that she had a son and a husband who needed her now, and that she had to get up. The bedroom door opened and Jason walked in, carrying a tray, sitting on the bed as he said quietly, "I know how hard today is for you.. It kills me too." as he usually did on this day every year.

"I just wonder what on Earth could've happened to her, why I can't find her, why we couldn't find her, any trace of her then." Sam muttered quietly as Jason nodded and said "Me too. I mean kids don't just vanish without a trace and whoever took her did a damn good job at covering it." taking a sip of coffee, holding the steamy mug out to Sam who asked "Danny's still asleep?"

"Out like a light. He snores like you." Jason joked a little as Sam pouted at him a moment and said quietly, "I'll have you know, Jason, you are the snorer. Not me."

"Oh no.. You could saw lumber in your sleep, woman. Call in sick today, take a personal day." Jason insisted as Sam shook her head and said "Have to work on building a case for Dr. Clay. I mean we owe the guy that much, he helped us figure out what was wrong with Danny, luckily it wasn't anything serious." as she bit her lower lip and stood, grabbing her clothes, intent on getting a shower.

The doorbell had them both raising a brow and Jason asked "Is Molly or Kristina coming by?"

"Not that I'm aware, no.." Sam said as she asked "It's not Sonny, is it?"

"Umm, doubtful. Sonny probably hasn't even rolled over in bed once yet." Jason said as he looked at the door as the doorbell continued to ring. "I've got it. You go shower then we''ll eat. Probably just a salesman or something." Jason said as he gave his wife a gentle nudge towards the bathroom, sighing to himself.

Today was hard on both of them, it had been for almost 19 years now, since they'd lost Carolina that day. He peeked through the crack he opened the door to, out in the hallway, and saw noone. But he did notice something laying on the welcome mat that sat just below the front door to their penthouse and he opened the door, picked up the package.

"Hey Sam.. You expecting a package?" he called out, before tearing the package open, it's contents spilling onto the dining room table, a menagrie of pictures, mostly of a girl with dark brown hair and bright icy blue eyes, holding a little girl who looked like their own lost daughter Carolina had at that age. It was enough to stun the man of few words into a shocked silence which Sam noticed when she walked back in dressed and ready for work, sitting down with the plate of food Jason made for her to sort of help her through today.

"What's that?" Sam asked as Jason said quietly, "I'm not sure, Sam.. That doorbell was ringing, but when I looked out, nobody was there.. But this was lying on the doormat."

"What is it? Who sent it?" she asked as one picture made her gasp and pick it up, an angry expression painting her face for a moment. "Who the hell would do something like this?" she asked as Jason looked at the picture and realized that it was the one they'd turned in to PCPD to go on Carolina's missing flyer.

Jason shrugged and said quietly, in a stiff voice, "I don't know but it's a fucking sick joke and I have a few suspicions." as he stood and said quietly, "If you get anything else like this, tell me."

Sam nodded and then asked "And where the hell are you going?" as Jason muttered "Well, I'm going to go find my half brother, Sam.. Who's good at sick jokes?"

"But you and Franco didn't even know each other then, Jase.. It couldn't have been him." Sam said as Jason shrugged and said "No, but somehow, he's gonna know who might have done this." as he gave Sam a kiss and told her to be careful going into work, not to let the package and it's contents get to her.

The problem in this, however, was she already had to some degree, and even after he'd left, she sat at the table, looking through the papers, the correspondence from whomever had left the package and whomever had been involved in her daughter being taken and by the time she finished, she just had this nagging feeling that there was something to this so called sick joke..

She just didn't know what it might be, or why the person chose now to do this, bring back all the old pain in fresh waves.. Not that it'd ever really went away, but this awakened something in her..

It awakened a sense of hope.

If someone else knew about this, if someone else was doing this, then maybe, just maybe her oldest child was still out there somewhere...

A/N: This is NOT a Lila lives story. This hints at Jason and Sam having been together for far longer than they have on the show, so as a result, they're a little older than they are currently on GH. I'd also like to add that Alexis raised Sam in my story, she wasn't ever adopted. Yes, she still lost Lila too, but not for the reasons on the show. Sam and Carly are best friends and have been since Carly came to town on the show, hence the reason Sam named her daughter Carolina.

I've seen versions like this where they always use Helena to be the kidnapper -which coincidentally, are probably a thousand and one times better than my story is-. Just to be clear, I wanted to be different, so I am using Heather Webber instead. Her reason for taking Carolina is because for one, we all know she's fucked in the head and two, she felt like Jason was a danger to the little girls life. In her own twisted way, she was protecting the little girl from her son Franco's half brother. Just putting a few of my own little 'theories' about some things that have come to light in the past 2+ years to work here so if you don't like AU you won't like it.

This is a JaSam/Davis fam/Oc x ? love story, and if it gets any love, I'll keep it coming. Not sure who I'll pair Carolina (and her litle one, Coraline,aka Corky) with yet, but I know I'm not considering Dillon, Lucas, Ethan or Spinelli. Any other guy around her age (23) is open for a vote, even if they've 'died' on the show. So if someone from the past or now strikes you, (ie anyone from Johnny to Logan Hayes Baldwin, even that new guy Detective West or Dante) tell me!