Reality is all about Perception


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AN: I'm sorry if I confused several of you. Pouts, that wasn't my intention! In the last chapter there were some hidden clues. If you didn't get them, that is fine because I'm hoping this chapter clears it up some of them. If not, tell me what has you so confused, so I can fix it.


"Get back here!" Liz shrieked enraged as she ran down the hallway. "He's my baby! Mine! When I'm done with you, no one will love you!" Huffing, Liz ran past two orderlies, she found herself restrained by one of them.

"Excuse me miss, but you can't be screaming like…."

"Get the hell off of me!" Liz bellowed as she attacked the orderly. She raked her nails down his face in an attempt to get him to let go. "I can leave anytime I wish! Carly! Get back here!"

"Don't let go of her," the nurse on duty snapped as she raced towards the scene. "Miss Webber, I expect better behavior from…"

"Shut the hell up! Who do you think you are? I'm leaving this place," Liz yelled as she struggled to get lose. "I have every legal right to leave, check my file!"

"Kindly take Miss Webber back to her room. And Hassan, lock it down," the nurse ordered as she glared at Liz. "I will check your file and contact your doctors."

"You can do that now!" Liz bawled as she was dragged down the hallway.

Processing to the nurse's station, the nurse noted that there was a letter in the out bound slot. Sighing heavily, she picked it up and placed it on the countertop. Logging into the computer system, she quickly checked Liz's file. She noted who Liz's doctor was as she picked up the phone. Dialing Lainey Winters's home number, the phone rang several times before Lainey picked up.

"Hello," Lainey greeted.

"Doctor Winter's, there is a problem with Miss Webber," the nurse stated as she looked over Liz's profile. "She's displaying aggressive tendencies and delusions."

"Let's not go overboard diagnosing patients…"

"Fine, then you can suture the orderly's hands and face," the nurse snapped. "Liz Webber is currently lockdown; I will not tolerate any more of my coworkers being abused so that you can play at being a doctor!"

"Fine, contact Lucky Spencer and I'll be there within the hour," Lainey ordered but you could hear her anger by the tightness of her voice.

"Lucky Spencer has retained at attorney, he now has a cease and desists order," the nurse replied as she read the new notes on the file. "Would you like me to contact Nikolas Cassadine?"

"What, he got an attorney? I thought I got through to him," Lainey sighed. "What else does it say?"

"Lucky Spencer repeatedly requested that one Doctor Lainey Winters, leave him out of the treatment of his ex-wife. His request was subsequently dismissed; he is now demanding that he be left alone. No further contact is to be made between Lucky Spencer, Doctor Winters and Elizabeth Webber. If any contact is made it will be in direct violation …"

"Enough," Lainey whispered. "I'll be there within the hour. Don't call Nikolas or Lucky on this."


~Jarly~


Turning the water on full blast, Carly took several deep breaths. 'I'm getting too old for this.' Straining her ears, she couldn't hear anything but the water rushing at her. Hastily moving through her shower routine, Carly was washing her hair when she finally relaxed. 'Jason better bring Jake around to see me soon, real soon.'

Stepping out of the shower, Carly looked over the bathroom. Taking her time, she had to make sure that nothing was out of place. 'As long at Jason doesn't ask, I should be able to get away with this.' Thinking of Jason, Carly unearthed her buried dreams of her once family. 'We will be a family, we are a family. Only this time we will all be together. Finally my fractured family is being put back together. Thank you… thank you.'


~Jarly~


A shrill whistle was heard over the angry voices, affectingly silencing everyone. Jason looked around for the person responsible, and was surprised to see Tracy pulling her fingers out of her mouth.

"Ok everyone, back away from Spiegel! And let him talk," Tracy ordered briskly.

"Spinelli!" Lulu shouted as she lost her temper. "How hard is it to say, 'Spinelli!' You've known him for years."

"To my determent, yes I know," Tracy sneered as she took a sip of her vodka. "But that's the issue here; its where are Emily and Georgie? How fast to we need to get to them. Jax has been dead for what almost two days…. who is watching my niece?"

"Do they need medical attention, and do we have the resource to get to them, get them out without hurting them or have we missed the mark?" Milo stated as he tried to calm Lulu down. "Besides, Tracy and Spinelli have this love, hate relationship going on. Who are we to interfere?"

"Muscles is right. We need to prepare to wage war. For one false move will have lasting cat…"

"Spinelli," Jason grounded out, cutting him off. "I need details, we're going in tonight. Johnny, get the crew together. I want this over with, now!"

"Yes, Stone Cold," Spinelli squeaked as he got back onto his computer. That's amore blasted out of Spinell's pocket, jumping up he reached in and extracted his cell phone.

Walking back towards the bar, Jason was moving near Tracy when he heard Spinelli. "Huh, Stone Cold?" Grinding his teeth, Jason had to fight his reaction to pull out his gun. Squaring his shoulders, he turned around and faced the boy. "Jane Jax has just arrived in Port Charles; she contacted Jax's usual drive, Valentino."

"How did you know?" Johnny questioned as he noticed that Jason's patience was at the limit. 'He's going to start taking people out soon.'

"Carly… she… she has him drive me around. He always calls around this time to see if I need a ride. She doesn't like it…he's on the phone and wants to know if he should pick her up," Spinelli mumbles.

"Valentino? Valentino Clemente?" Francis demanded as he swiped the cell phone from the computer geek. "Val, that you?" Laughing for a bit, Francis nodded to Johnny as an evil smile speared his face. "Pick her up, if she goes anywhere other than Carly's, the hotel or the hospital, call me. Phone's on." Pausing for a bit, Francis looked puzzled until he smirked. "Yeah, he's back."

"How did Carly hire him?" Johnny asked confused. "He's one of the best?"

"Sonny," Jason clipped as he looked at Spinelli. "Good call. Get me that information."


~Jarly~


Shuffling around several papers, Patrick sighed as he unlocked the door to his house. Walking inside, he could tell by the state of disarray that Robin had been busy. His watched as his father pointed out a full paced suitcase. 'Damn, that guard was right. Did she think that I would just let her take my child from me?' Shaking his head, he tossed the unwanted mail onto the side desk. Picking up the phone, he hit the speed dial.

"Greetings from Grand Central Station," Matt chirped happily. In the background, Emma squalled happily.

"Hey, bro how are you?" Patrick greeted him as Noah made himself at home.

"I'm good and so is your baby girl," Matt laughed softly. "I still say, she's going to be a heart breaker."

"Yeah, takes right after her mother," Patrick agreed, sighing softly. "Can I ask a really big favor?"

"Does this have anything to do with me suddenly taking care of Emma for the day?" Matt inquired gently. "Cause you know, I don't mind the day bit, but I'm not sure I'm up for the night part."

"Can you watch her, until I pick her up?" Patrick whispered. "Dad and I could, maybe join you for a late night dinner. That is if you're up to it?" Patrick saw his father wander into the kitchen.

"Is everything alright?" Matt probed as he picked up an unusual vibe.

"No, but I'll explain later. Right now, I have to go …ah…. deal with Robin and the mess she created," Patrick grumbled. As he hung up the phone, he heard the front door open. He waited until the door closed, before looking up at her. The righteous indignation that shined from her face sealed it for Patrick, he made his decision.

"You've had your fun, now where's Emma?" Robin demanded as she placed her hands on her hips. Patrick didn't feel anything as she glared at him.

"Michael's dead. Because of your drug protocol, that boy is dead," Patrick stated softly. As he mentally flashed back to the hospital room where Epiphany said it could have easily been Emma.

"No, it wasn't my protocol," Robin dismissed as she pointed her figure towards the door. "It's because of Carly…"

"Carly didn't kill her son! You did! You didn't bother to get new MRI's, you missed several brain bleeds! Michael is dead because he didn't come off your medication!" Patrick bellowed angrily. "Carly's inconsolable! Jason's out for blood! All because of you! You did this."

"No, no… Michael refused to come in," Robin argued.

"Bull! Jason brought him in the last time. He could have been saved if it was caught then. But no, you thought your original diagnose was perfect! You killed a little boy!" Patrick reinforced. "You betrayed… this is all on you. You need to move out."

"What? This is my home," Robin disputed dispassionately.

"No, Robin. This is my house, my home. You need to leave," Patrick whispered brokenly.

"Fine, I'll take Emma with me," Robin stated coldly. Her eyes twinkling with knowledge; that he would never just let Emma go.

"I have full custody of Emma. The judge didn't think you could be trusted with visitation, so he didn't award you any. You're medical license has been revoked pending a full independent medical review. And I think, the DA is looking to bring manslaughter charges against you," Patrick callously stated. "So with all that being said, you need to leave and since you're all ready packed, you can grab your suitcases and go."

"Fine! I don't need this hassle anyways," Robin snapped as she grabbed a suitcase by the door and proceeded to walk out. The house vibrated when the door slammed shut.

"That was hash, but it needed doing," Noah stressed as he walked back into the family room. "However, I would wait until you hear her car start before leaving. Also, that guard… I can't remember his name said that I locksmith will be here within a half hour to change the locks."

"How did it get to this? I mean, I also knew that Robin disliked Carly… but that was something else," Patrick wondered as he continued to stare at the door. "How could she be that cold? Since when does the mob do us any favors?"

"You only saw glimpses of it when you resisted her time table for things, like have a real apartment, have kids and getting a house. She thought that having a child with you would tie you to her, like Michael ties Jason to Carly," Noah reasoned. "The 'mob' or Carly if you want to look at it that way is paying us back, since we saved Michael's life."

"Fine, Carly is paying us back, that's so like her. I can't believe that Robin, dismissed that kid's life all because she didn't like his mother?" Patrick said as he staggered. "Seriously, she nearly got him killed. As it was, God was smiling down on that kid today," Patrick whispered. He gasped when a sound come from the front door.

"What are you going to do when Robin finds out that Michael is still alive?" Noah wondered as he moved towards the front door.


~Jarly~


Peering through the window, Lainey watched as Liz angrily paced back and forth in the room. Knowing that the rooms where sound proof didn't matter, she knew that Liz was screaming at the top of her lungs. Her red face gave her away along with the wild gesturing of her hands. Opening Liz's chart, Lainey read it over. 'If only Lucky would relent. I know that I can fix their relationship along with helping Liz deal.'

Closing the chart, Lainey pinched the bridge of her nose. Out of the corner of her eye, she spotted a crumpled up piece of paper. Feeling curious, she picked it up. Gasping, Lainey sharply snapped her head up. 'All those times she mocked Carly at Jakes; could Liz have been gloating about this?'

"Hey Doc," Hassan greeted as he come down the hallway.

"Hello Hassan," Lainey greeted as he approached her. "How are you doing? I hear that you were attacked?"

"I've been better," Hassan answered as he peered into the room. "Don't let her fool you; she's pissed off big time. She was talking trash about being drugged up; some joemo was going to come for her because they have a lock, and some girl named Carly how she was never going to get her hands on someone named Jake."

"That's your honest opinion?" Lainey inquired. "That's she's pissed off, not crazy or having a breakdown?"

"My honest opinion is she faking. Shit was going to hit the fan and Liz wanted a way to sleep with her husband's brother but take any responsibility for her actions. Or she could be crazy and he took advantage of her. With you backing her up she could take him to court and get a pretty penny. The man's loaded," Hassan whispered softly as he continued to peer in the room. "When you go in, watch what she does. You'll see that's something is off."

"Thanks," Lainey whispered as she knocked on the door. Giving Hassan a small smile, she opened the door. "Can you come get me in a half hour?"

"You got it boss."


~Jarly~


Pulling up alongside an abandon warehouse, Valentino knew he made the right call when he went to work for Carly. 'Easiest gig I ever took and it got me away from Sonny.' Getting out, he noted that there was no one around. Opening the back door, he offered his hand.

"You sure this is where you want to go?" Valentino probed softly.

"Yes, thank you for asking," Lady Jane laughed warmly.

"You mind if I stick around, just in case?" Valentino inquired wondering how she wanted to be driven here.

"I was hoping you would say that," Lady Jane commented gleefully.

Shaking his head, he watched the old lady meander across the road. He opened the car door and retook his seat. He saw Lady Jane look at him, before continuing into the warehouse. Getting comfortable, Valentino pulled out his berretta. Checking the gun over, he just had enough time to smile before his phone rang. Answering the phone, he put it on speaker.

"Old lady at three, its no man's land out here," Valentino answered before any questions could be asked. "A virtual wasteland."

"How long has she been in the building?" Jason questioned.

Sitting upright, Valentino smirked as he glanced at his watch. "Thirty three seconds."

"Good, we're here," Johnny replied as several cars pulled up.

As Valentino exited his car, he nodded to his superiors as he noted that it was the full crew. 'Let the good times roll… wait is that? It can't be…. Well I'll be damned. Welcome back Lucky, it's about time you started showing some sense.' Moving silently, he fell into place.

"Let's put the Seal's to shame," Jason ordered as the crew descended upon the warehouse.


~Jarly~


Monica was putting the final touches on the last chart in her office when the door flew open. Gasping in shock, she clutched her pen before glaring at her sister-in law. "Tracy."

"Monica," Tracy greeted as she fell into the chair.

"Drunk?" Monica snickered.

"I believe that's you," Tracy replied nastily, she held up her hand to forestall any further bantering. "Look I'm not here because I've suddenly grown fawn of you; I still think my brother could have done a lot better then you. Jason wants you on duty. Bobbie is visiting Carly for a few minutes and then will be joining us."

"What happened?" Monica demanded as she noted Tracy's paler.

"The Jax's are what happened. Jerry and Jasper… they … no, I'm not going to get your hopes up. Jason is on the hunt, if … when… he'll call," Tracy stated distractedly.

"Tracy, is this good or bad? Is Jason hurt?" Monica challenged.

"No, it's not Jason but its family. That's all I can say right now, please Monica don't ask… hope is a painful thing," Tracy whispered.


~Jarly~


The site before him horrified Jason; it looked like it was straight from a horror movie. His little sister was alive, just barely. Accessing the part of him that was Jason Quartermaine, he looked over the machines. Knowledge poured into him. Reading the machines, Jason determined that Lady Jane came here with the express intention to killing off both women. 'According to Max, Jax was going to divorce Carly. She would have been fighting Jax to keep her family, without knowing that Josslyn's mine. This would have come out then, when she needed me the most. It's too planed out, too methodical to be Jerry's plan and too dirty to be Jax's. That would leave the mother. But why?'

Jason knew that if Emily and Georgie, survived coming out of the medically induced comas; they would have a long hard road ahead of them. He knew that both women were going to need extensive medical attention, and therapy.

Gently he touched his sister for the first time in years; he felt his eyes starting to burn. Lowering his head; he placed his mouth near her ear. Whispering softly, "I'm here Em. You've safe now. Lucky's here, we found you because of your connection. I'm getting you to GH and Monica as fast as I can arrange it. Don't stop fighting now. You're almost home."

"Let me go! This is no way to treat a lady," Lady Jane irritating voice echoed in the warehouse. Sounds of a struggle and duck type being pulled followed soon thereafter. "I hope you heathens rot in hell!" The sounds of her struggling against his men did little to nothing to sooth Jason's burning rage.

Straitening up, Jason silently gave his men orders. He wasn't surprised that Lucky was quick to take up residence near Emily. 'Thank god for the whole weird Spencer vibes.' Jason forced himself to move away from his sister, towards the old woman. He noted that it took two of his men to strap her into the chair. Lady Jane was strong, but foolish.

"Why?" Jason gutted as he pointed his gun at an old woman. "Tell me why?"

"Why should I? What are you going to do? Cry like a little boy we both know you are? You can't make a move without your puppeteer telling you that it is ok," Lady Jane taunted recklessly. "You won't hurt me, not without Sonny's say so." Gasping, Lady Jane was flabbergasted. Her face stung, and she could feel the blood dripping check.

"I'm no one's puppet," Jason sneered as his icy blue eyes raked her over. Pulling back the hammer, Jason felt nothing as fear leaped into Lady Jane's eyes. "Why?" Mentally he waited a few seconds, and then pulled the trigger.

"You missed me," Lady Jane whispered in delight until she saw Jason smirk at her. Slowly, the pain ran up her arm. "Do you plan to take me apart in pieces?"

"No," Jason answered honestly. "I plan to torture you, the way your sons tortured Carly. Then I plan to send you back to them."

"You're taking your chances by letting me walk out of here," Lady Jane groaned in pain. "My sons will avenge me."

"Lady you're sons are dead," Johnny commented as he joined in on the discussion. "The guards pumped a half clip into Jax and Carly… well; she killed off Jerry for us. Of course, we also burned the bodies beyond recognition."

"No! Not my sons! How could you do that to your best friend? How could you do that to her daughter?" Lady Jane demanded angrily. Struggling to get out of the chair, Jason could tell she was running on adrenaline at this point.

"Looks like someone didn't tell mommy that he couldn't have kids," Jason snickered softly at Lady Jane. Squatting down, Jason looked at her. "She's my daughter. And if Carly didn't kill Jerry, I damn well would have."

"I should have known better from a slut like her," Lady Jane grunted loudly as she continued to struggle with the bounds. "She wasn't worthy of my son. Gutter trash, that's what she is. Gutter trash."

"It still doesn't answer my question of why?" Jason said as he again cocked his gun. Pointing it at her knee, Jason smiled politely. "I've got all night." Again, Jason waited only a few seconds before pulling the trigger. He was instantly rewarded with screams of pain.

"Alright enough, I'll talk," Lady Jane cried as tears spilled down her checks.

"Speak," Johnny granted her a reprieve from Jason's anger.

"You destroyed my son! It was because of your actions Jerry went rogue! If it wasn't for your interference, Jerry would have never have been caught by the IRS. Even Jax agreed that he should have gotten rid of you years ago," Lady Jane shouted at Jason, spittle falling from her mouth.

"Look at this, she's foaming from the mouth," Johnny taunted as he scratched his nose. "You think we should tell her, that is was Carly's interference that caused Jerry to get caught?"

"Carly? She couldn't have," Lady Jane dismissed.

"Leave her to her delusions," Johnny snickered. "She's crazy as it is."

"You're not helping," Jason grunted at Johnny.

"Was I suppose to?" Johnny questioned amazed right before both of them laughed.

"Laugh while you can," Lady Jane sneered. "You're going to pay. You and that bitch killed my son long before he came back to Port Charles! This is only the start of what is in store for you."

"Why Georgie?" Johnny wondered. "She had nothing to do with what happened. So why take her? And what is Sam's involvement in all this?"

"Georgie came across Jerry has he was moving Emily. Somewhere in the park," Lady Jane answered. "Jax refused to kill her, so she joined Emily. It was the perfect compromise."

"What else is coming?" Jason demanded as he placed his gun next to her other knee. Without giving her time to respond he pulled the trigger. "All of the details…"

"An IRS audit will show that Carly's been stealing from Jax, she'll be charged with embezzlement. With Sam's help the feds have evidence of kidnapping, and her detention of Emily and Georgie. She's looking at prison for life. The evidence against Sonny for murder and extortion has already been delivered to the federal prosecutor," Lady Jane laughed hysterically as tears slide down her face. "You lose this time. Nothing you do will save them."

"Since Jax is dead, any evidence of embezzlement is void. Carly inherits everything, as his wife. As for Sonny, thank you," Jason sincerely whispered. He watched Lady Jane absorb the news, devastation shined in her eyes.

"Jason, anything else you want to ask?" Johnny probed softly. "The boys want to get the girls to General Hospital. What are we going to do with her?" Hearing footsteps, Johnny tried to signal the man to stay away but he just kept walking towards them.

"Lucky, is there something you need help with?" Jason asked as the man passed him.

Before anyone knew what was happening Lucky had his gun out and pointed at Lady Jane's head. Without saying a word, Lucky pulled the trigger. "Die bitch. Have Spinelli check to see if there are any more spawns running around. I want no surprises."

"Lucky, give me your gun," Johnny ordered as he held out his hand.

"You have my gun," Lucky stated as he handed off the gun to Johnny. "That's your spare."

"Kid, you're lucky I like you," Johnny stressed as he glared at Lucky. "Francis, call in the cleanup crew, tell them I want this place to shine. Oh and Spencer… don't think that sitting at Emily's bedside is going to save you from me." Pocketing the gun, Johnny cupped Lucky back the back of the neck and forcibly dragged him away from the scene.


~Jarly~


Cornering Steven Webber, Lainey was lost for words. She started and stopped her first sentence several times, causing Steven to look at her funny.

"Does this have anything to do with Liz?" Steven asked kindly.

"Kind of… maybe in a roundabout way, in a confusing roundabout way. Liz is claiming that Carly has drugged her using your college thesis drug prototype," Lainey stated softly only to see Steven becoming agitated. "She said that Carly told her it was in retaliation for when she drugged Carly with it several years ago."

"The drug I was working with was, gamma-Hydroxybutyric acid or more commonly referred to as ghb the date rape drug," Steven hissed at Lainey as he pulled to the side of the hallway. "I was testing it on small children with narcolepsy. I nearly lost my scholarship when several small bags went missing. Now you're telling me that my sister is responsible for drugging someone?"

"What about Carly, she could have drugged Liz?" Lainey countered softly attempting to get Steven to see that Liz might be a victim also.

"Wake up!" Steven snapped at Lainey. "My sister has you wrapped around her finger. When the hell would Carly drug Liz? And Carly admitting to it, does that sound like Carly to you? Take the blinders off; my sister is anything but innocent. If Carly knew that Liz drugged her with that stuff… would this be the reaction? Where's the explosion? Where is Carly barging in, crazy or not, to confront Liz?"

"I…ah… Carly wouldn't not while …"

"Take the rose colored glasses off," Steven suggested as he sighed. Running a hair though his hair, he felt older. "Now if you don't mind, I have to find a way to tell that scary silent guy that Carly calls a best friend, that she was drugged. No, better yet. You can tell him, that Liz admitted to drugging Carly."


~Jarly~


Grabbing her phone on the first ring, Monica's nerves were nearly shot. But she felt a bit of satisfaction at beating both Tracy and Bobbie to the phone.

"Monica Quartermaine," she greeted stiffly.

"We found them; they're alive and incoming into General Hospital. If Epiphany is not there, call her in. They in extremely bad shape," Jason conveyed. "Tell Bobbie, it's worse than we thought, muscle breakdown has already begun and they have been in their comas continuously."

"Who has?" Monica questioned softly. "Jason, who did you find?"

"Priory one Monica, full lockdown, no one is to know. Use only the people you trust the most," Jason whispered softly. "I'm bringing Emily home."

~Jarly~

TBC