I know, I know. You guys want more Liason scenes. With the nurse's ball coming up and Jason's return still so new, I just want to focus on that for a bit. I promise there will be some Liason scenes comparable to CH 8 soon. :) Trust me, I love writing them just as much as you love reading them! Anyway, I apologize for the mention of the Sam/Jason relationship at the end of this chapter. It's all in the nature of practicality. It won't be a big component of the story, but we might see some Ric/Jason confrontation in the near future.

"Jason, you look great." Robin said when Jason rolled up to Maxie's apartment in a limousine.

"As do you. Are Maxie and…"

"Yes, Maxie and Spinelli would love to join you." Maxie finished his sentence ogling the limousine.

Robin rolled her eyes.

The car ride was rather short and when they showed up, everyone wanted to know if they were 'someone'.

"And now we have the beautiful Dr. Robin Scorpio-Drake accompanied by…"

"Jason Morgan."

"…accompanied by Jason Morgan. And, right behind them is the dashing Maxie Jones with her escort Damian Spinelli."

The camera bulbs flashed as the paparazzi got their photos of the friends.

"And now we have the gorgeous Ellie Traut with her escort for the evening, detective Nathan West."

Maxie and Spinelli's heads swiveled in their direction and anyone could tell that they were a bit perturbed.

"Spinelli, is everything alright?" Jason asked, pulling him aside.

"Of course, why would it not be?" Spinelli reassured him quickly, although he was clearly preoccupied. The group made their way to the ballroom when Jason felt his arm being tugged.

When he saw that it was Elizabeth, he went willingly.

"I'll be just a moment," he told Robin. Robin didn't see who it was, and just gave him a sly smile.

"Elizabeth what are you do—" Jason began to ask before Elizabeth cut him off with a kiss.

"I've been waiting for you, Mr. Morgan." She said with a seductive smile.

"We'll be missed, Elizabeth." He said trying to coax her into rain-checking.

"What, is something wrong?"

"I just don't want to do anything until I took to Sam. It wouldn't be fair to her."

Elizabeth huffed, but nodded. "I understand. Trust me, if it was the other way around, I would want to know."

Jason shot her a thankful look and left to the ballroom.

"Where did you go?" Robin asked when he sat down.

"Something needed to be attended to is all." Jason answered nonchalantly, highly aware of the fact that Elizabeth was glancing at him every so often. He also noticed Ric growing more and more perturbed by the lack of attention.

"I still can't believe your back, Jase." Carly smiled, touching his arm briefly.

Sonny and Michael nodded in agreement.

"Oh thank god you're here." Lucy Coe exclaimed, bouncing up to their table.

"Can we help you with something, Miss Coe?" Sonny asked politely.

"Yes, one of our newer dancers for the nurse's ball had to bail out and that means we're one man short."

"And…?"

"I was curious if Jake were willing to do it."

The table exchanged a laugh.

Lucy looked confused. "What's funny?"

"Lucy, I got my memories back. My name is Jason, Jason Morgan. The reconstructive surgery really did a number on me."

Lucy smiled congratulatory fashion. "It's good to have you back Jason. That just means that you must do it. What better way than to flaunt what you've got. If I remember correctly, you'll be no disappointment."

Jason couldn't believe it, but he was actually blushing.

Carly and Robin noticed and exchanged a small giggle.

Jason mock-glared at them and with his most charming smile he said, "Lucy, I would love to join the number. I already know the moves. I've caught some of the dancers rehearsing."
Lucy clapped her hands. "Excellent."

When Lucy walked away, he was faced with a slew of disbelieving faces.

"What?"

"Did you really just agree to what I think you just agreed to?" Sonny asked, trying to smother a chuckle.

"Of course, it's a good cause."

Across the room, Samantha McCall was stealing glances at her husband.

"You know you can go talk to him," Patrick whispered to her.

"Huh?" Sam said, snapping out of her reverie.

"Jason, your husband. I know you two will probably have to discuss what's happened, and you and I will as well. A lot has changed."

"That it has," Sam agreed. "I don't know. Jake, I'm sorry Jason, and Elizabeth were getting close before he regained his memory. Those feelings obviously didn't vanish. Plus, I love you, Patrick. Gah! This is all so confusing. I would never wish him gone, though. I love him too much for that."

Patrick closed his eyes so that Sam wouldn't see the hurt in them. "Honestly Sam, you're doing much better than I was when I first found out that Robin was alive."

Sam nodded, remembering. "Yeah, but I saw how Sabrina felt. I have a feeling it would be uncomfortable for you."

"I would understand, though, just like she did. Yes, it would hurt, but…"

"No buts, Patrick, we don't even know how this is going to play out."

"That's correct," Patrick reassured himself, taking her hand in both of his. "I love you, Sam, I truly do."

"And I you," she responded, before glancing once more at Jason. She still couldn't believe that he was truly here. God how she had missed him.