GENERAL HOSPITAL #49

After taking a quick shower, Maxie came back into the living room of her apartment, having changed into a pair of jeans and a beige sweater.

She expected to see Lulu waiting for her, and she was, but Lulu wasn't alone; Felicia, Maxie's mom, was now sitting on the couch with Lulu.

"Ummm, mom," Maxie said, as she flashed a perturbed look at Lulu.

"I'm sorry," Lulu said to Maxie, "but I thought your mom should know about that," she pointed at the dagger on the coffee table in front of the couch, "and your strange visions. So I called her up."

Maxie looked over at her mom.

"Maxie," Felicia said to her daughter, "why didn't you come to me about this?"

Felicia picked up the dagger.

"Because," Maxie replied as she came over to the living room and sat on the couch across from her mom and Lulu. "I didn't want you to think I was a nutcase."

Felicia set the dagger back down on the table. Lulu looked at Felicia.

"I hate to ask the obvious," Lulu said to Felicia, "but does that dagger have anything to do with that Aztec treasure my dad used to tell stories about when Lucky and I were kids?"

"What I want know," Felicia said to Maxie, avoiding Lulu's question, "is how did you get this?"

Maxie stood up and went over to her desk and opened it up and pulled out the package that had contained the slender box the dagger had come from.

"This package was delivered to Crimson's mail box," Maxie explained. "There was no return address. So mom," Maxie said, changing it back to what Lulu asked, "is that dagger part of the Az.."

Felicia cut her daughter off and put the dagger back inside the box.

"Forget about it," Felicia said, "and just put it back into that package and I'll take it from here."

Maxie shook her head.

"Mom," Maxie said back to her, "it wasn't addressed to you; it was addressed to me. And twice," Maxie continued. "I've been cut by it and both times I had these visions that I was back there in the past, back with our Aztecs I think. And mom, they weren't dreams," Maxie added, "They were more like memories."

Both Maxie and Lulu looked at Felicia with curiosity in their eyes. Felicia suddenly fished through her purse for her cellphone and started dialing a number.

"Mom," Maxie said, "what are you doing?"

Felicia just looked at her daughter and didn't answer her, but then she spoke into the phone.

"Frisco," Felicia said to the person on the other end, "we have a problem…"

General Hospital...

Jeff Webber was walking along side Elizabeth, his daughter. They had shared an early breakfast where Liz had told him about his grandson, her son Jake.

How for a few years she thought the boy had been killed in a tragic car accident, but was actually kidnapped by Helena Cassadine.

She also filled her father in on Jake's strange behavior since his return. She even had time to tell Jeff an abridged recap of her relationship with Jason Morgan, who was also the father her child.

"If you don't mind," Jeff said to his daughter, "I have a friend in New York who is considered to be one of the leaders in Child Psychology. He owes me a favor, and I really think he could help Jake."

Liz nodded her head.

"Yes," Liz said, "please. Sometimes, dad...sometimes I look at Jake and I think," a tear came down from her eyes, "I'm not looking at my son; I'm looking at a stranger."

Jeff hugged his daughter, and would make a point to call his friend as soon as he could.


The Docks

Sam Morgan stood down on the docks, at the very place where Faison, posing as Duke Lavery, had shot Jason and then kicked his body into the water.

From that moment on her life had gone in so many different directions, even so far as seeing Jason return with an entirely different face.

They had even made love the night before, after subsuming to their desires.

But then, her mind could not let go of what she saw a couple days back. She had been walking in the city when she thought she had seen someone who looked like Jason, but as he appeared before the facial reconstruction.

She followed the person as far as she could when she saw him suddenly saw the stranger duck into a burgundy Tesla and speed away.

Not too many people owned a burgundy Tesla in Port Charles. So, Sam rationalized, if she could get the plates of the car, they could possibly lead her to the owner of the Tesla.

Sam snapped her fingers! All of the stoplights in the city had traffic cameras mounted on them. Perhaps she didn't have the computer skills to access those cameras, but she knew someone who did; Spinelli!

Sam smiled, and turned on her heels and made her way back to her car. She didn't know it, but she was being watched by someone in the distance. And that someone was the real Faison.


WSB Headquarters in New Jersey

Anna Devane sat in Frisco's office, with her 24 hour guard standing at the door. She was still angered about being forced to stay at the WSB, but knew she couldn't make a play yet. But she would find the means to get a message to the one person in the world who would drop anything at any time to rescue her; Robert Scorpio.

But for now, she and Sean watched as Frisco prepared to leave; having just gotten off the phone with Felicia.

"I wish I could go with you," Sean said to Frisco. "Felicia and Maxie could be in real danger."

Sean was sitting at Frisco's desk.

"I know," Frisco said to Sean. "I wish I could get Robert in on this too, but he's incommunicado at the present."

"I'll go with you," Anna said with a sardonic sound to her voice.

"Nice try," Frisco said. "Look Anna, my hands are tied on this one with you and the radiation."

Anna shot him a look of anger.

"Just like they are tied where it has to do with Laura Webber?" Anna fired back. "And quite possibly her grandson as well? Why didn't you let Robert go after them?"

(readers…Sean, Frisco and Anna are UNAWARE that Robert is working with the real Jason Morgan to rescue Laura and Spenser)

"Anna," Sean said, cutting in, "That isn't fair and you know it. Things have changed since the Reagan era. There are rules and regulations that have to be followed."

Anna was about to reply, but Frisco, as he adjusted his eye patch, cut in.

"No," Frisco said with a guilty voice, "Anna's right. You broke rules all the time, Sean," Frisco added as he looked over at wheelchair bound former WSB Director. "And Robert? What he did to the rules would require me to use a four letter word that starts with an F, so I will pass."

Frisco looked at Anna and bent down next to her seat.

"When I get back," Frisco said with determination in his voice, "we're going to start breaking rules again."

Anna smiled, just a little. Could she really trust Frisco? Only time would tell…only time would tell…

Continued…