Hello Readers! Based on the numerous amount of reviews that I have received since my update, I am motivated to post even more chapters going forward. To those who had concerns regarding the Liason pairing, I do plan on going in that direction, but one has to practical. Do you guys honestly believe that when Sam realizes that Jake is Jason that she's going to be indifferent, and he indifferent of her? Of course not. She thought he was dead. Everybody thought he was dead. There's obviously going to be some romance and tying up of loose ends before we can go forward with a Liz/Jason pairing. To those who want Jason and Liz to be together, these scenes may be difficult to read, but I promise, as of right now but is subject to change, any romance occurring between Sam and Jason will be rated T at most. I don't plan on having any long term romance with this pair, but that depends on what goes on in the show as well. Anyway, don't shove the story off because of the first few chapters. It will get better.

Sonny stepped forward, his hands outstretched. "Jason Morgan, is it truly you."

Jason nodded and stepped forward to hug his best friend.

They clapped each other on the back and pulled back. Sonny's brown eyes were filled with joy and pain at the same time. "If I had known."

"Don't worry about it." Jason reassured him. "You didn't know."

Sonny shook his head and his gaze suddenly turned vicious. "Who the hell did this to you? I'm going to put a bullet in their head."

"Already done." Nikolas confirmed. "My uncle Victor is dead, Cesar Faison and my grandmother were dealt with in Paris."

"What do you mean dealt with?" Patrick questioned, his arm still tight around Sam's waist.

"Can we redirect this conversation?" Nikolas asked, ushering the group (Patrick, Sam, Sonny, Carly, Hayden, Jason, Elizabeth, Ric, and Molly) into a nearby conference room. Monica and Walters decided to remain outside the conference room.

"Now?"

"The WSB helped us out." Nikolas said with a grin. "I called Robert on the way there and when he learned what was truly going on between his beloved daughter and my grandmother, he was more than happy to help."

"Frisco joined him along with a fully equipped team."

"I'm sorry can we go now?" Ric asked, still a bit wily. "I'm sure Elizabeth would love to go."

Elizabeth turned a disbelieving eye to her soon-to-be ex. "Excuse me? Elizabeth can speak for herself. I, myself, am actually interested in what went on. And, what I do no longer concerns you."

Ric's eyes grew panicked. "Elizabeth please don't do this. I love you. You love me." Ric pleaded, pulling Elizabeth over to a corner in the room.

Elizabeth flipped her hair over her shoulder. "I loved you once, Ric, past tense. I made mistake after mistake by giving you second chance after second chance. I'm done with you, Ric. I never want to see you again."
"How will you explain this to our friends, your boys?"

"My boys are no longer your concern, and they never will be again, you hear me? My friends aren't your friends, they tolerate you. I can't tell you how many times they've questioned my judgment when it comes to you. Especially after the panic…"

"Yes, please, let's bring that up yet again." Ric said exasperated, throwing his arms into the air.

"It's not like it's not important. I mean for god sake you held your brother's pregnant wife captive within our home. Going back to that, I'm amazed that I could be so naïve."

"You aren't naïve, Elizabeth. You love me."

"I think this is getting a bit old, don't you think Ric? Just let it go already?" Carly interjected, throwing a smile at Elizabeth and putting an arm around her shoulders. To everybody's surprise, she didn't move. She invited Carly's support for once.

"Please Elizabeth. Please forgive me." Ric tried once more.

"Dad, it's time to let go. Even I wouldn't take you back after the crap you pulled." Molly added.

Ric's eyes widened as he took a deep breath. "Fine," he seethed and stormed out the door with Molly chasing after him.

"And you thought it would be a good idea to reconnect with him?" Carly asked, turning toward Sonny.

Sonny shook his head. "He's my brother, Carly, but his behavior worries me. I'm going to keep an eye on him."

"Going back to what Nikolas was saying…" Elizabeth interjected, desperate to move the conversation away from her and Ric's recent break up.

"Anyway, Frisco joined Robert and the two silently entered the premises. I was the first to be escorted out. We were in the process of leaving when Faison, Helena, and oh I forgot, Jerry Jax showed up."

"Jerry Jax? I thought he was dead." Carly piped in.

"Unfortunately not at the time, but we were able to neutralize the situation."

"Should we really be discussing this around her?" Carly asked, gesturing to Hayden.

Hayden put her hands up in defense. "I haven't heard anything incriminating."

"Just leave." Carly gestured for her to go.

Hayden scurried out quickly like the room was on fire.

"Continue."

"No more interruptions?"

Carly rolled her eyes and ushered for him to continue.

"It got heated. I kept Robin safe while the WSB hunted down the unholy trinity. Helena began to fire, and of course, the WSB fired back. Their sniper got her right between the eyes, and unfortunately when she got shot the first time, she stumbled into view and was shot several more times. There's no coming back for her, don't worry. Faison was next. He was attempting to recover Helena's body, and in turn got shot quite a few times, too. He thought he was covered, but Jerry Jax had slipped away from the fray in an attempt to escape. Faison isn't coming back, either. Jerry was shot down about half way to the nearest vehicle. He was shot once in the head, and at least six times in the torso."

"I did a thorough examination on all three of the bodies, and it wouldn't be medically possible for any of them to come back by any means, even cryogenics. The bullets pierced major organs, arteries, and even if they did survive, the head wounds would most certainly cause instant brain death."

Patrick let out a breath he didn't know he has been holding when Robin concluded.

"So, you didn't come back to Emma and I because you were trying to protect us?" he asked, his eyes watering.

"I still love you, Patrick. I always have. I love Emma with my life. I would never think of putting her in danger."

Carly nodded in agreement.

"Still," Patrick said, running his hands through his hair. "You could have told your parents. Told me."

"If I returned home and anyone knew that I had been back in Port Charles, she would have had you all killed. I couldn't let that happen. When Jason and I originally escaped Crichton Clark, we made a beeline straight to Port Charles. I managed to make it to my mother's hotel room, unfortunately she was out and Helena was there."

"I managed to make it to your house, Sonny." Sonny gasped silently. "However, I just barely made it to the front porch before I was taken away. I dropped the only weapon I had with me."

"A scalpel." Sonny murmured, realization lighting his features. "That was you. Oh my god, Jason. You were so close to being home. So close." Sonny took a deep breath and patted him on the shoulder. "I will make sure that this never happens again."

Jason nodded. "Thank you, man, but I think we need to take this one step at a time. The unholy trinity is dead, so that's one major worry off our backs. What we need to do now is the legal stuff and take care of that bitch Hayden."

Carly nodded in agreement. "I think we can all figure this out later, but for now Jason, Sonny, and I need to talk."