I am basing the daughter off of my little one...attitude and all.

The airport.

Jason scanned the passengers as they departed the plan. The trio was the last to exit. He saw Keesha's tall frame over most of the other passengers. She was followed by Francis. He didn't see his daughter but Keesha was looking at the ground talking. He assumed she was there.

Silently he and Monica followed the crowd through the security check point until they finally walked through the gate.

Keesha spotted him and smiled. She bent down and lifted his child in her arms.

Jason's breath caught in his throat. She waved at him and clapped her small hands. Small, she was tall like her mom. She could have been mistaken for a seven year old.

"Daddy!" The girl wiggled out of her mother's arms and ran to him. Jason went down to one knee and caught her. "I waited my whole life to meet you, daddy."

"Me too sweet heart." He closed his eyes and inhaled her scent. Coconuts and baby powder.

Over her shoulder he saw Keesha stop in front of them her eyes brimming with tears. He pulled her into his embrace. He knew from reading her letters to Monica that she regretted leaving him. He understood her fear. He still loved her. He wrapped his arm around her. "I told you not to leave me."

"I'm sorry." She cried into his neck. One arm was draped across his shoulder and the other one was on their daughters arm. She still wore his rings.

"Grandma." Gabrielle smiled at Monica holding her arms out to her. Jason passed the child on to his mother. Francis stood silently in the back.

"Thank you." Jason pulled him into a brotherly hug. Francis nodded his eyes filled with tears. "We'll talk later. You're bunking with Johnny."

"Thanks man. She never dated anyone else. Never even considered it." Jason nodded.

Taking Keesha's hand Jason walked to the limo trailed by Monica, Gabrielle, Max, and Milo. Johnny and Francis went to get the luggage.

Jason helped the women into the limo and settled his daughter in the seat next to him. She had talked nonstop since Monica asked the child about her life in Cuba.

"Mommy caught a fish and Uncle Francis cooked it in a fire on the beach. It was yucky. I don't like fish. Mommy said I had to eat it because she wasn't a short order cook. Mommy says that a lot." She paused to take a deep breath then was off again telling stories about their life.

Jason reached over to stroke Keesha's face. She laid her cheek in his hand.

He left Johnny in charge of helping Sam pack her things and replacing the bed. He moved Sam into the Metro Court after calling Carly promising to explain what happened later. He suddenly felt very nervous.

He was a father to a child he didn't know. His wife had run away but stayed true to their vows. He hadn't.

He had fathered a child with Liz. He moved Sam into their home. He had been a lover to Courtney. He nearly forgot Carly, who still barged into his home whenever she wanted to. He would need to talk to her about that. Keesha wasn't Sam. She wouldn't sit back and allow another woman to dominate his life.

Jason was screwed.

By the time they reached the penthouse Gabrielle was asleep. Jason had unstrapped her from her booster seat and held her in his arms. Her tiny breaths were hot against his chest.

He was careful stepping out of the limo. Keesha followed smiling sadly at the picture. Monica took the young woman's hand.

"I'm so glad you're back home. I missed you." The two women hugged before following Jason into the elevator.

Gabrielle began to stretch and move in Jason's arms.

"Mommy?" She cried a little. Jason passed the child to her mother and watched as she snuggled down into her shoulder. Keesha began singing to her.

Te quiero, eso es lo que mi corazón está diciendo,
While every breeze is playing our Cuban Love Song;

Si bien cada brisa está jugando nuestro Cuban Love Song;
I love you for all the joy you brought me,

Te quiero para toda la alegría que me trajo,
The lovely night you taught me our Cuban Love Song;

One melody will always thrill my heart,

La hermosa noche que me has enseñado a nuestros Cuban Love Song,

una melodía siempre emoción mi corazón,
One kiss will cheer me when we're far apart, Un beso a animarme cuando estamos lejos,
I love you with such a tender passion,

Te amo con tanta pasión de la oferta,
And only you could fashion

Y sólo puede moda
Our Cuban Love Song. Our Love Song cubano.

I love you, that's what my heart is saying,
While every breeze is playing our Cuban Love Song;
I love you for all the joy you brought me,
The lovely night you taught me our Cuban Love Song;

One melody will always thrill my heart,
One kiss will cheer me when we're far apart,
I love you with such a tender passion,
And only you could fashion
Our Cuban Love Song.

By the time she finished the song they were at the penthouse. Renaldo and Benny stood outside waiting with Toby. Jason had left strict instructions that he wasn't to let anyone in. Benny quickly covered his shocked expression with a smile.

"Give me a minute," He opened the door and escorted Keesha and Monica up stairs. Bypassing all the other rooms he led them to his. Keesha looked up at him but didn't say anything. She walked over to the large bed and laid her daughter in the center of it.

"Let me get her settled." Monica suggested. "You and Jason need to talk."

Keesha nodded and left the room followed by Jason.

He pulled her into his arms when the door was shut. He slowly trailed his hands down her back until they rested on her butt. He pulled her against him so that she could feel how much he still wanted her. She brought her lips to his. It was a mistake because he kissed her with everything he had been holding inside himself for years. He tangled his hands in her curly hair as he devoured her mouth.

He pushed her back until they came to the far guest room.

He pulled her skirt up until it was around her hips. She struggled to reach his pants. He helped her unbutton them. She giggled like a school girl when he popped out primed and ready.

Jason lifted her in the air. Keesha wrapped her legs around his waist as he sank into her. She was so tight. He missed the way she felt. He held himself as he pumped her.

Keesha bit down on his shoulder to stop her loud sobs. She had waited so long for him to come to her again. He felt so deliciously good she laughed.

"Now baby now." He begged. She tightened herself again and allowed her release to flow over them. Jason followed crying her name softly.

They stood panting into each other's mouths. She let her legs fall to the ground but he didn't release his hold on her.

"I want to be angry with you. I want to hate you but I can't. I know you were hurt and scared but you shouldn't have left me." He looked her in the eye. "I missed Gabrielle's birth. I missed seeing you pregnant with my child. I want another baby, Keesha. I want one now."

She simply bowed her head in shame and nodded.

He pulled his pants up and walked into the restroom for a wet wash cloth. Kneeling in front of her he gently cleaned her and adjusted her skirt.

Silently he took her hand and led her down the stairs. Renaldo and Benny sat in the chairs examining the letters that Francis had given them. Renaldo's face was a mask of rage. The threats to Gabby were explicit.

Keesha watched as Jason began reading the dozen or so letters. He face remained unreadable.

Francis told him how the first letter arrived two weeks ago and each day there was a letter more threatening than the last. When Gabby's favorite bear went missing from her bed Keesha made arrangements to come back to Port Charles. Francis couldn't be everywhere at once.

Keesha took Jason's hand.

"I'm sorry." He squeezed her hand back.

"I need you to go upstairs and send Monica down." Keesha nodded and left the men. After Monica left she lay down with Gabby and cried softly in her hair.

Jason

"I'm going to take Keesha and Gabby out. Everyone needs to know they belong to me." Monica nodded. "Edward needs to be controlled. I can't focus on protecting my family and Edward. I'm increasing guards on you and Edward."

"They are in the best hands." She stood up and hugged him before leaving.

"Find out who sent these letters." Renaldo and Benny nodded and left. Jason ran up the stairs to his family. Keesha lay with Gabby in her arms.

The little girl looked up and opened her arms to her father. Jason climbed in the bed with his wife and daughter. After six years he finally felt at home.

Sonny isn't in this story at least not right now. The song is Cuban love song. I don't know who sings it but my ex sings it to our , I own nothing.