Jeff Webber was a pediatrician who had started out at Port Charles General Hospital, but then left his hometown of Port Charles. He had gone on staff at a hospital in Colorado City, Colorado, and there had met Jennifer, another doctor, who was an EENT. They had gotten married and raised two daughters, Sarah and Elizabeth. But when the girls were in high school, they had felt called to go and help out in Bosnia.

They had planned for the girls to to Port Charles for the summer, where they would stay with their grandmother, Audrey Hardy. When it came to be time for school, the girls would go back to Colorado to attend a boarding school.

But once there, the girls had asked if they could stay in Port Charles and go to Port Charles High School. Since they were changing schools anyway, and this way they would be living with their grandmother, and Audrey was willing to keep them, the Webbers had agreed. It had been Sarah's idea, and the Webbers had developed a trust in their elder daughter's instincts and decisions.

Sarah graduated from Port Charles High School, and then went on to London, where she went to college and medical school. Elizabeth seemed to be fine in Port Charles. She graduated from PCHS and then enrolled at Port Charles University, majoring in art.

Elizabeth had gotten married last year, to the surprise of the rest of her family. They had expected Elizabeth to take longer to settle down. Not only that, but she was not marrying Lucky Spencer, her on-and-off boyfriend since high school, or Jason Quartermaine, a young doctor she had dated when she was on the outs with Lucky, but another doctor, a psychiatrist named Paul Whitman.

When they got to Port Charles, Jeff and Jennifer from Bosnia, and Sarah from London, they met Paul and liked him right off.

At Elizabeth's bacherlorette party, the girls had gone to the opening of a new club, the London Underground, in the space beneath Kelly's Diner. An out of town businessman had somehow gotten hold of the property and opened the club. When the limo dropped the girls off, and they had all gotten out and were standing outside, Skye Quartermaine had backed her Mercedes up without looking, right into the crowd. The girls from Elizabeth's wedding party were at the center, unfortunately, of this impact.

Elizabeth had not been injured, nor had Patti, Paul's sister. But Patti's daughter Taryn, and Sarah, had been injured. Sarah had, of all the victims, the most severe and serious injuries.

Elizabeth's wedding was postponed; she couldn't have it without Sarah. When Sarah was finally released from the hospital, she had still been rather weak, but had insisted on carrying out her role as maid of honor.

At that point, Jeff and Jennifer decided it was too much for them to go back to Bosnia and have Sarah back in London. They toyed with the idea of going to London, but it had been easier for them to go on staff at Port Charles General Hospital and for Sarah to transfer to Port Charles University Medical School than it would have been for the elder Webbers to try to get on staff at a British hospital. Another consideration was that they would be near Elizabeth, and after years of separation around the world, it was nice to have the whole family together again, and added to that was the bonus of being in the same town where Jeff's late father had been head of the hospital, and his stepmother, who had always acted as a full grandmother to the girls, still lived and was still the head of nursing.

Jeff had felt a little awkwardness upon seeing some of his former flames around the hospital, but so much time had passed since those flings, that it soon faded and was no longer an occasion for embarrassment.

To make the family even more complete, Paul Whitman, their new son-in-law, was on staff at the same hospital, and now Sarah was, too. Sarah had made a good recovery, though she still needed therapy and was still not able to do everything she had been able to do before, like horseback riding and skiing. Sarah still felt stiff at times, but she was doing well. She had a new apartment. She was considering her options for her medical specialty and the medical staff held her in high regard. She was even dating someone.

Sarah had invited everyone over for dinner one evening. Both of her parents, her grandmother, Elizabeth and Paul were there. Sarah cooked, and she'd decorated with flowers and candles, and everyone duly admired the work she had done for her first little dinner party.

Sarah had one of her sister's paintings on the wall. It was called "The Wind," and, after getting a mediocre grade on it, Elizabeth had decided to take it out of her collection and give it to Sarah.

Most of Elizabeth's paintings were in a private museum that Elizabeth and another artist, V. Ardanowski, (who was also a police detective, in an unlikely combination of endeavors), had developed. It was in an old abandoned boxcar that Elizabeth's former boyfriend, Lucky, had used to live in as a teenager whenever his parents drove him crazy.

After dinner, everyone sat in the living room area, drinking coffee and tea. Sarah had decorated the apartment very nicely. She had a lot of money at her disposal, because her case against Skye Quartermaine had been settled.

"I'm so glad you're all here," Sarah said. "It's nice to be able to do this, isn't it, Gran?"

"Very nice," Audrey said. "Elizabeth and I missed you all very much."

"They always talked about you whenever we got together," Paul said, grinning at the Webbers.

"So you know all of our faults already, Paul," Jeff said, jokingly. "No wonder you are able to put up with us so easily."

"I'm happy you are all here, though it started out with Sarah's injury," Paul said.

"If it had to happen, better here than in London," Sarah said. "At least it has had a good effect on my life too."

"Having your family in the same town," Elizabeth said. "Then there's you new boyfriend. But he's not here."

"This is the first time all of you are here, at my place," Sarah said. "I'll save that for later."

"Oh, poor Elizabeth," said Jennifer. "We were always gone, so you never had that period of time where you aren't ready yet to have your parents meet the guy you're dating."

"There was no such time, in my case," Elizabeth said. "I would have had you meet Paul right away. Same with Lucky or Jason. I don't have to be engaged to them to have them meet you."

"You still wouldn't do it after your first date, Liz," Sarah said.

"This has been going on for awhile now," Elizabeth observed.

"I didn't take your father to meet my parents forawhile," Jennifer said. "Sarah can't have been dating her young man as long yet."

Elizabeth only coughed and looked at Sarah.

"He's young to Dad and I, and Gran!" Jennifer said, laughing.

"Oh, you know," Elizabeth said. "How much older he is than she is."

"Yes, and about the daughter as old as she is," Jeff said.

"Almost as old," Sarah said. "Two years younger."

"Your grandfather was older than I," Audrey said.

Sarah smiled at her grandmother.

A little while later, Sarah's cell phone rang. She went over to the counter and looked at it. "It's the hospital," she said. "I have to take it. Talk among yourselves."

Jennifer laughed. She and Sarah had a common passion for Jane Austen, and Jennifer knew that Sarah was referring to someone from a movie of one of the Austen novels that they had seen, where a hostess left her guests telling them to talk among themselves.

Sarah went into her bedroom. The caller ID said it was Duane. She couldn't quite put her finger on it, but she just wasn't ready to tell her family he was calling, perhaps because of the discussion they had just had in the living room, so she had told the white lie that it was the hospital.

She closed her bedroom door and plopped down on the bed on her stomach, like a teenager. Then she was sorry. Her hip injury told her that was a bad move.

"I'm glad you called," she said.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

"I just hit my bed really fast," she said. "My injury - it didn't work out."

"Are you all right?"

"I'm fine. It just doesn't do to fall face down onto this bed, for now."

"Why are you in there?"

"I have Mom and Dad and Gran and Elizabeth and Paul here for dinner."

"I'm sorry I interrupted."

"It's a welcome interruption," she said. "I could see it was you on the phone. So I came in here and shut the door, so don't worry about what I say. Like how I like this bed better with you in it than with just me and you on the phone."

"I'm glad they can't hear that," he said, drily. He told her that he was in Detroit for a deposition and that it had not been finished at the end of the day Friday, as he had thought. They were going to continue with it, in order to get it over with, on Monday. In the meantime, he was stuck there on the weekend.

"I'm real sorry to hear that," Sarah said. "What a place to be stuck. I've never been there. But it sounds pretty dull."

"It's pretty dull," he said. "Do you want to come out here?"

She was taken by surprise. Then she was really pleased. "I'll call the airlines," she said.

"No, I wouldn't ask you to do that, Sarah," he said. "I know a guy who has a charter airline. I'll call him."

"You're going to a lot of trouble to get me out there," Sarah said. "I'm very pleased with you."

"I like you very much, too."

She smiled to herself. "I'll wait to hear from you," she said.