Jason stood outside the Quartermaine mansion a few hours later and ran the doorbell. He needed to tell Monica and Michael who he really was before anyone else found out. For all he knew, Hayden was spreading the news around like a reporter would. She had made it clear she had no problem announcing the information, as she'd tried to do it with his children just that day. He couldn't let Monica or Michael find out any other way than from him.
The door was opened a second later by Michael. "Jake. Come in. I've been really worried."
Jason walked inside. "I told you that everything was okay."
"You also made it clear that something was up, saying you needed to tell me and my grandmother something. I've been playing a bunch of scenarios in my head since we got off the phone, though none of what I've thought of can account for my grandmother being involved," Michael said. Jake and his grandmother got along pretty well. She really liked Jake and how he'd fought to save the family company. But they were really just friendly acquaintances. Michael couldn't think of anything Jake would have to tell her.
"I'm pretty sure that whatever you've thought of is far from the truth. This is something you would never have considered. Is your grandmother home?" Jason asked.
"Yeah, she's in the living room," MIchael said before leading the way into the room.
Monica was seated on the couch when she heard them come in. She immediately stood up. "Hello, Jake. Michael said you'd be coming soon. He said you had something to tell the two of us. He's been very worried about it actually."
"Yeah, I'm sorry, but I just couldn't tell him what was going on over the phone and I couldn't come right away because I had to explain what was going on with my children first," Jason explained.
"The more you say, the more concerned I get. What's going on?" MIchael asked.
"Can we sit. This is really shocking and complicated," Jason said.
"Of course," Monica said before sitting back down on the couch. Michael sat with her.
Jason sat in a chair by them and took a breath. He wasn't sure how to do this. You'd think it would get easier with everyone he told, but it didn't. "I found out who I really was yesterday."
"You got your memory back?" Michael asked surprised.
"No. I was told by someone who'd learned the truth years ago and had it confirmed by medical records and later Elizabeth. This is true. Patrick Drake compared the medical records to confirm it. You can call him," Jason said.
"Jake, I know you'd never lie to me," Michael said. Jake was a lot like Jason. Neither man liked to lie. Jake was always brutally honest with him, just like Jason was. He trusted him.
"It's gonna be really hard to believe, Michael. It's pretty out there. The reason I was never able to figure out who I was and why no one seemed to be looking for me is because they thought I was dead. I had already been away from my family for two years when the car accident happened. I think I must have been trying to get back to them. I almost made it when I got hit," Jason said.
"Oh my God. Someone allowed your family to think you were dead?" Monica asked horrified. She knew how it felt to hear that people you loved were dead. She heard it with her husband and children. It was terrible and someone had intentionally done it to Jake's family.
"Who? Why would anyone do that?" Michael asked coldly. He was angry that anyone would do that to his friend.
"The Cassadines. I guess they wanted him as their puppet. During that time had to be when the chip was planted," Jason said.
"Why you?" Monica asked.
"I guess because I had skills they wanted. Before it happened, i spent my life doing things that weren't legal," Jason said. Of course that was an understatement. He was a damned hitman. He really didn't know how to feel about that and had been trying really hard not to think about it. "As you both knew from the things I did while under Helena's control violence and weapons are far from foreign to me. I worked for the mob apparently."
"In Port Charles?" Michael asked surprised. He mentally went through a list of people that worked for Sonny and who might have been thought dead at around the same time Jake would've been taken. If it was two years prior to Jake showing up then it would be about five and a half to six years.
Jason nodded. "I worked for Sonny. I was shot on the peer and tossed into the water. I was fished out by the Cassadines. I am Jason."
The room was completely silent for several moments. Jason looked between Monica and Michael, seeing shock, as well as well as disbelief, yet hope on both their face.
Michael hardly believed what he just heard. In fact, if he'd heard it from anyone but Jake, he was pretty sure he wouldn't believe it. He would've called the man a liar and thrown him out. But he knew Jake. Jake wouldn't lie and certainly wouldn't be cruel. Besides, Michael could find the parallels between his uncle and Jake. The name Jake itself was a connection to Jason. Jake was the name of Jason's son. He could've recognized the name unconsciously from him. There was also the close relationships he had with everyone Jason loved. Well, everyone but Sonny. He also had some, though not all, personality characteristics, that Jason had.
Monica was also floored. This man was claiming to be her son. She didn't know whether or not to believe it. She wanted to, but she didn't see how it could be. She could tell that he at least believed that it was. She knew that he wasn't making this up to get something. He believed it, and he said he had proof. Could he really be her son.
"How told you this, Jake?" Michael asked, trying very hard not completely get his hopes up He needed more information before he allowed himself to totally believe it. Jake wouldn't lie, but that didn't mean someone hadn't lied to him. True, there were very compelling reasons to believe it, but he needed more.
"Hayden Barns. She woke up from her coma a few months after she was shot. She chose to wait to tell me so she could do as much damage as possible. Before you say it, I know Hayden's a liar. I had doubts. That's why I got Patrick to compare the medical records of Jason Morgan and me. He confirmed that they were almost identical. The only difference was the damage that was inflicted after the accident," Jason explained.
"That would be impossible unless you were the same person. Y...You're Jason," Monica said in a shaky voice.
Jason nodded.
Monica stared at him for a few minutes, looking in his eyes. They were the same. She should've known by his face. She should've recognized her own son's eyes. "Oh my God."
"So the Cassadines faked your death? Did Nikolas know?" Michael asked.
"Hayden says he did. She says he kept it a secret to get his hands on ELQ. My vote would've cost him the CEO position if the truth came out," Jason said.
"He kept this a secret for business?!" Michael asked angrily. ELQ was important to him, but it was a company. It wasn't something he'd destroy lives for. And if it had came down to it, he would've given it up to NIkolas if it meant getting his uncle back.
"At first at least. I think after he lost the company, he kept it up for Elizabeth. She probably asked him not to tell anyone," Jason said.
"Elizabeth knew?" Monica asked with anger in her voice. She didn't like Elizabeth, but she hadn't believed the woman would do something like this. She'd kept a man away from his own child. She'd conned him into marriage when he had absolutely no memory. She manipulated him, just as Sonny Corinthos had right after he'd lost his memory the first time.
Jason nodded. "She admitted it. She kept it a secret because I apparently belonged with her. She doesn't even seem to regret it."
"She kept you from your family? Danny spends time at your house like every week. How could she look at him and not tell you he was your son?" Michael asked in disbelief. He couldn't believe Elizabeth had done this. He'd heard his mother curse this woman. He always thought her dislike of Elizabeth was crazy, maybe simply possessiveness over Jason, but now he was beginning to share it. What kind of person did something like this. It was monstrous. She'd kept a man from his little boy.
"She didn't care about Danny. She's always hated my relationship with him. She didn't even care about hurting our children,:" Jason said with anger in his voice.
Monica just then realized that she had grandchildren she didn't know. Jake… Jason, had adopted Elizabeth's sons and they'd had a little girl as well. Monica had two more grandsons and a granddaughter. She barely knew any of them. She'd seen Jason with them a couple of times, but they didn't know her. Elizabeth had not just kept her son from her, but her grandchildren as well.
"I can't believe she's been so cruel. What are you gonna do?" Michael asked.
"Aside from ending our marriage, I don't know. Though, I probably don't even have to end it. Technically I'm still married to Sam, so we're not really married," Jason said.
"It has to be terrible finding out that your wife could do this," Monica said.
Before Jason could answer, his cellphone rang. He took it out and answered it. "Hello. HI, Detective. What? Alright, I'll be there."
"What happened?" Michael asked.
"I have to go to the police station. Elizabeth was brought in," Jason said before standing up.
""For what?" Michael asked.
"I'm not sure, but I have to go," Jason said. He didn't really have much interest in helping Elizabeth right now, but he also didn't want his kids to have to deal with their mother being in jail along with everything else.
Monica stood up and hugged him, something she'd wanted to do for six years. "I love you, Jason. I'm glad you're alive."
Jason hugged her briefly and then let go. "I'll come back soon, I promise."
"For your sake and the kids, I hope things go okay at the station. I'm glad you're alive too," Michael said. He'd missed his uncle so much. He'd wished for so long to have him around, especially right after finding out that Sonny had killed his father.
"Thank you," Jason said before rushing out.