Jason Morgan's death hit Port Charles hard.

He left behind a grieving mother.

A devastated wife.

Two best friends who couldn't imagine their life without him in it.

And two young sons. One he had just been reunited with and the other he never got the chance to have a father son relationship with.

Hailey stood at the Quartermaine mausoleum. Staring at his final resting place.

"I uh...I told Greyson the truth," she began, "I'm not sure he truly understood but it felt right. I'm just sorry it had to come out like this. I've made a lot of mistakes in my life and this was high the list. Not that Greyson was a mistake. Far from it. I just," she was fumbling over her words. "I don't want you to think I thought you'd be a bad father…that couldn't be father from the truth. I know you'd be an amazing father. Truth is it was all me. Doing what I thought was right. But for who? I took him away from you. I took a son away from his father. And now I keep thinking maybe…maybe if I tried things could have worked out."

She wiped the tears that fell.

"Steve has done a great job with him but every time I look at him all I see is you. He looks just like you. He acts just like you too," a small smile appeared, "I've decided to tell Monica the truth. I want Greyson to know the Quartermaines. They're his family. I hope your okay with that."

She paused collecting her thoughts, "I'm sorry you're not here to watch him and Danny grow up. He's very excited about his little brother. Cant stop talking about him," a small smile appeared for the first time that day, "I just want you to know I'm not gonna let him forget about you Jason."

Following her visit to Jason's grave something stirred inside Hailey. She thought about her family and just how much they meant to her. Jason's death proved how unexpected life could be and she needed to cherish what she had. Her thoughts turned to her father. Her biological father Noah Drake. Since learning the truth of her parentage Hailey began to form a relationship with him, but it wasn't anywhere near a normal father daughter relationship. They were cordial to each other; spoke on holidays. He had bought her children Christmas gifts but they never got too deep. It was as if they were acquaintances not father and daughter. Knowing that Greyson's biological father had been taken away before they got to bond had made Hailey decide things needed to change.

"Dr. Drake," she called to him as they walked through the hallways of General Hospital.

"Yes Dr. Spencer," the formality in his tone hurt a bit but she had done just the same. Hailey just wasn't ready to call him dad.

"Dr…Noah I was wondering what you were doing for Thanksgiving."

"Wasn't planning on anything."

"I'm having Thanksgiving at my house. I wanted to know if you'd like to come. I mean Patrick and Emma will be there if that makes you more comfortable."

Noah cracked a smile, "I'd love to."

"Great."

Thanksgiving was here and Hailey was quite nervous as this was the first holiday she was hosting at her home. Lucas had come home from Seattle for the holiday and along with her mother, Patrick, Emma, Johnny, Noah and her kids were all set to spend the day together.

"Mom my teacher says before we eat we should all go around the table and say what we are thankful for," Makayla spoke.

Hailey smiled, "That sounds like a wonderful idea. Why don't you start."

"I am thankful for my mommy and daddy and my friends. And all my aunts and unlces and cousins. Oh and my little brother."

Hailey let out a small laugh. "What about you buddy?" she questioned her son, "What makes you happy?"

The little boy thought for a minute, "My mommy and both my daddies."

It was so innocent and childlike yet it broke Hailey's heart. Her son would never get to have a father son relationship with his biological father.

They went around the table with the rest of the adults and Emma saying what they were grateful for. Hailey spoke last, "First and foremost the two best kids any mother could ask for," she gave her children and bright smile, "My two amazing brothers. Johnny for putting up with me. And for being able to spend time with my dad."

Noah glanced at his daughter, a small smile adorned his face. It was the first time she called him dad.

All three kids decided that they wanted to have a fire to roast marshmallows so Lucas, Johnny, Patrick and Noah all walked into the woods right near Hailey's house to gather firewood.

The foursome remained quiet as they searched for wood until Johnny spoke up, "Dr. Drake, Noah there's something I'd like to ask you," he paused, "I'm going to ask Hailey to marry me and I'd your blessing."

"What would you do if I say no," came Noah's reply.

"Dad!"

"I don't like you. I don't like what you've put her through. I don't like that you're a mobster. To be honest you're the last person I'd pick for her."

Johnny couldn't say he was shocked by Noah's response. "You wanna be honest. Ill be honest. I don't care what you think. I'm out here swallowing my pride because you are her father. But you wanna shit on me for being a bad person that's fine. I know I'm a bad person and that I don't deserve Hailey but she loves me and I love her and I want to marry her. So like it or not I'm in this for the long haul."

"I'll give it to you kid, I respect you for being a man and asking me. Doesn't change my mind that I don't like you. I'll never like you. But for some reason she does," he paused, "I missed out being her father for her entire life. All I want is for her to be happy and you make happy. So against my better judgment ill give you my blessing. But don't mess up again."

A few days later Hailey knocked on the door of the Quartermaine mansion; Greyson right beside her.

Monica opened the door, "Hey, Hailey what are you doing here?" she asked politely; confused as to why the woman would be at her house.

"There's something important I need to talk to you about, may we come in."

"Of course."

She ushered the mother and son into the family room. "Would you like anything to drink?"

"No thanks."

"What's going on?" questioned Monica.

"I'm just gonna come out with this," began Hailey, "Steve isn't Greyson's father. Jason is."

Monica's face turned to one of complete shock.

Hailey knew Monica had so many questions. "Jason and I had a one night stand and Greyson was conceived. I kept the truth from him for too long. When I finally told him I thought it was best for everyone if Steve raised him." She began to tear up. "I'll regret that for the rest of my life. If you want nothing to do with me that's fine but I really want Greyson to know his grandmother."

Monica wiped tears that began to fall. Learning that she had another grandchild, that Jason had another son was as shocking yet something she was immediately happy about.

"I'm he last person to judge anyone's life choices Hailey. I've made plenty of questionable decisions in my life. You did what you thought was best and I can't fault you for that," Monica told her, "As far as this little boy is concerned of course I would love to get to know him."

Hailey smiled, "Greyson," she softly spoke to her son, "This is your grandma. She's Jason's mommy."

"Hi grandma," the little boy innocently spoke.

A wide smile grew on her face, "Hi Greyson," she paused, "I can't believe I haven't noticed this before. He looks just like Jason."