GENERAL HOSPITAL #036

Robert Scorpio aimed his burgundy Tesla down a road that was very familiar to him, because back in his time as Port Charles Police Commissioner, he drove it every day.

Sitting next to Robert in the passenger seat was an unconscious Spinelli.

Sitting in the middle of the backseat was someone else; his name was Jason Morgan. And although he shared that name, and it seemed some of the same memories, with a new comer in town…the Jason Morgan sitting in the car was the real Jason Morgan.

Jason looked over at the out-cold Spinelli.

"How'd you do it so fast?" Jason asked.

Robert looked over at the young whippersnapper and chuckled.

"When I saw your signal on my watch," Robert explained to Jason, "I grabbed that from the glovebox." he pointed at a small spray bottle sitting in one of the drink holders between him and Spinelli, "It's called Pryornex-7," Robert continued as Jason picked up the bottle and examined the clear liquid inside of it.

"Some kind of knockout spray," Jason said, nodding his head.

"The best," Robert said with confidence. "The kid idolizes you, but his seeing you now would only complicate things." Robert added.

Jason nodded his head.

"But the real question I need to ask you is this," Robert suddenly said, "Why the hell are you here in Port Charles? If someone were to recognize you, it could jeopardize everything and anger a lot of people."

Robert's Australian accented words were flavored with a slight tone of anger too.

Jason was about to tell Robert that Sam saw him after he had gotten off the Greyhound bus, but he decided not to, knowing it would only anger Scorpio even more.

"Don't worry," Jason said, with a soft tone to his voice, "No one saw me. And really, why would they even think to look? In their minds, Jason Morgan has already returned to Port Charles."

Robert shook his head.

"That's one thing you and Luke have in common," Robert told Jason. "You never really try to answer any of my questions. We'll discuss why you're here later, but not now."

Robert felt sympathy for Jason Morgan, but there was more to the story and he knew it.

Finally Robert brought the car to a stop. The houses on the street where Robert had parked were very upscale.

"What are we doing?" Jason asked as Robert powered down the car.

Robert pointed at a house a little further down the road.

"You and I are going to break into that house over there," Robert informed Jason, as if it was no big deal.

"Okay," Jason said, "but can I ask why?"

Robert pointed at the sandwich bag that was in the other cup holder between him and the slumbering Spinelli.

"That letter," Robert explained, "was supposedly written by Laura Spencer, who has suddenly gone missing. That house," Robert went on to say, "Was once my place when I was the police commissioner. Three families have lived there ever since, but I've kept my eye on it for all these years."

Jason had no idea where Robert was going with this.

"And….why?" Jason asked.

Robert picked up the sandwich bag containing the letter supposedly written by Laura, and put it in his pocket.

"Not one of those families," Robert replied, "has ever remodeled the home, and they have never stumbled upon my old computer room, that also happens to have a small crime lab in it."

Jason nodded his head, it made since to Scorpio and that would have to do for now.

"What about Spinelli," Jason asked as he and Robert got out of the car.

"The way the spray works is quite ingenious," the legendary WSB agent said to Jason. "He won't wake again until I spray him with it again."

Jason cracked a small smile and then both he and Robert headed toward the home, and the unsuspecting family inside.

Continued…

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