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Chapter Three

The penthouse was just the way he wanted it when he walked in. After calling Robin from the airport he called Max and asked for him to bring all of the baby stuff meant for Sam's baby girl out of storage and into the penthouse. Max did as asked and ever so secretly. Sonny never noticed.

Jason transferred the little girl from the carrier to a white bassinette near the fireplace. She slept through it.

Max had also made a stop to the store for necessities. Suddenly Jason was a father all over again and to a baby that wasn't his. Just looking at her made him want to see Jake and Elizabeth.

After convincing her to eat a little bit, she fell right back to sleep and Jason then transferred her up to a second bassinette in his bedroom. Max had conveniently hooked up the baby monitor next to the bed and Jason picked up the extra, walking downstairs.

He needed a beer and a break. He had just popped the top of one and took a long drink when there was a knock on the door and Sonny let himself in.

"Welcome back," he said.

"Thanks."

"Max said you took a nice little vacation." Jason didn't say anything. "Where'd you go?"

"Paris," Jason told him flat out.

"Sounds like fun."

"Brenda was in an accident," Jason told Sonny, sitting down on the couch. He took another long drink of his beer. "I guess the doctor tried getting a hold of me while I was in Pentonville so when I finally got to check my messages he had left me four. I took the next flight out."

"Couldn't they find her sister?" Sonny asked sitting in the chair.

"No. Or her nephew?" Jason questioned, repeating what the doctor had told him. Sonny shook his head, unaware of one. "Anyways, I was apparently still listed as her emergency contact and her husband and her next of kin, therefore I had to go there and approve a surgery."

"What kind of surgery?"

"I have no idea. I think she had internal bleeding."

"Do you know what happened to her?" Sonny asked.

"Doctors aren't quite sure yet. No one would tell me a definite answer. It sounds like she went into labor and was driving herself to the hospital and got into an accident."

"Why didn't she just call an ambulance?"

"I don't know, Sonny. I wasn't there. She was minimally conscious for an hour they said, long enough for her to sign some initial papers before her first surgery. Then she just wouldn't wake up after."

"First surgery. Jason, how many surgeries has she had?"

"Two." Jason stood up and walked over to the fireplace. He wanted to take the picture of Jake and Elizabeth out of his pocket, but instead he shoved his hands into them and turned to Sonny. "The first was a C-section."

Sonny stood up. He hadn't noticed the baby stuff before. Now it was all appearing out of no where.

"Brenda was pregnant." Jason told him. "The baby's fine. She's upstairs."

"You just got released from jail and you have Brenda's kid upstairs while she's unconscious in the hospital." Sonny ran a hand over his face. "Carly is going to have a field day with this. So is Jax for that matter. Who's the daddy?"

Jason shrugged. Sonny looked at him closely.

"It's not me. It's not even possible, Sonny. I haven't seen her or heard from her since she left Port Charles."

"I'll try and keep Carly out of your way, but I can't promise anything. No one can keep a secret in this town."

"I know. I'll figure something out."

"Is there anyone else that can take care of the baby?" Sonny asked.

"I'm sure the Quartermaine's would love her," Jason suggested.

"No. If you need help, just come to the house and leave her with the boys and Leticia."

"Sonny, that's not a good idea. Carly would know in a second. Then she'd start fighting. Until I know what's going on with Brenda, I'm stuck."

"Jason, you have other things to worry about. Don't take this kid on out of pity," Sonny said. "You know she'll hate you for that. She's probably having nightmares right now about where her kid is."

"I doubt that. Before they took her into surgery, she named me as guardian. I have no idea why, but she did. She always used to tell me when she thought she was sick, that I was the only one she could really trust to do the right thing and be unbiased. Apparently taking care of her kid falls under that."

"Offer still stands. You need help, you just call. In the meantime, I'll pretend you're in town and can't work. Call me later," Sonny told him before walking out of the penthouse.