@~@ Complicated Ch.15

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** Thanks for all your suggestions, suffice to say, a certain person's email (Madpuppy78) was too good to pass up, and I hope you all enjoy this twist.

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Undisclosed Location

" Madam, someone is waiting on your private line." Alfred said as he set the tray down on the desk, before bowing graciously and leaving the room quietly.

Angel looked up from her book, and picked up the phone. " Yes?"

" It's done."

She noticed a quiver in his voice, and narrowed her eyes. If she had her way she wouldn't have chosen him as her partner, but she needed someone in Port Charles, and he needed revenge against Sonny, unfortunately for all his hatred of Corinthos, he also seemed to hate violence, which put a slight crimp in their plans. " It's a necessary, now what have you heard?"

" Cops swarming all over the docks, Newspaper are talking about a mob war, and Sonny is pissed."

" Good, now don't be so weak." She hardened her voice, picturing Emily Quartermaine." To get what you want, you do all that is needed."

" I understand my part, I just didn't think I'd end up with blood on my hands." " Murder is Sonny's thing."

" Look I know how you feel, but we want them prepared for a war, that way they won't expect what happens, next."

" Okay, when do you arrive?"

" Once Sonny, is withering in pain, I'll make an appearance, but you'll need to control things until then, no mistakes or screw ups."

" I know what I'm doing."

" Well, then I suggest you do it and not waste time talking to me." She hung up the phone and returned to her book.

The photo album had been her mother's, full of pictures that showed happier days. Angel's fingers turned it to the last page, and let her fingers linger on the on the image of her father. A small smile on her face, there had been good times, but Emily Quartermaine had put a stop to those. " That B!@#h will pay."

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" Was there something I could help you, with Scott?" Jagger asked as he passed Scoot an entered his office, looking away when he spotted a family portrait, on the mans desk, that had Karen standing prominently by her father's side, a wide and glowing smiled adorning her face.

" That's D.A. Baldwin, Det. Cates, we have business to discuss."

Jagger sat down in the sit across from his ex-father-in-law, and narrowed his eyes. He had never liked the man, and now he remembered exactly why, because outside of his daughters' Scott Baldwin was a pretty worthless human being, bent on achieving greatness through any means necessary, but lacking the real talent to achieve it honestly. " How can I help you…D.A. Baldwin?"

Scott gave a slow and steady smile; that caused Jagger to squirm in his seat. " I happened to be on my way to see Commissioner Scorpio when I overheard you talking about your newest girlfriend." " Now don't get me wrong, this isn't about Karen, this about Corinthos and Morgan."

" Sir…."

" Hear me out first." Scott moved to stand in front of the young detective, and laid a hand on his shoulder." Emily Quartermaine is a lovely young woman, smart, talented, kind, and giving. " "So like Lila, who thinks the best of everyone that she doesn't even see that her brother and his friend are scum, I mean looked what she been exposed to thanks to them, drugs, kidnappings." " My god, the poor was drugged and put in bed with a dead body."

Jagger felt the anger rising in him, it wasn't that he didn't agree with Scott to some extent, but he knew that it was some kind of ploy, and every kind word out of the D.A. 's mouth wasn't about any genuine feeling of concern for Emily, but some ulterior motive. Reigning in his tempter, he merely nodded, before choking out some words to placate the older man " Yeah, Emily's been through a lot."

" Yes she has, and I can see that you care about her a lot." " I saw the way your hands clenched when I mentioned her, already o defend her honor." " My question is how far would you go to protect her?"

" As far it takes."

" Would you even protect her from herself?"

" What are you getting at?"

" I think that Emily knows more about her brothers life then she lets on, I know how close they are, and I just can't believe that Jason would keep anything from his baby sister."

" So, what's that got to do with me?" A creepy feeling already overriding the anger, and settling in his stomach.

" I just want you to be … let's say extra observant, when you're with Emily, maybe you hear some things, maybe you even plant a bug."

Jagger jaw almost hit the floor." You want me to bug Emily, so you can get the dirt on Sonny Corinthos."

Scott gave him a pitying look, and moved to sit down behind his desk. " Sonny Corinthos is a dangerous criminal, responsible for drugs, murders, prostitution, the man is pure evil." He pulled open his desk drawer, and dropped the top two folders on his desk. " Kristina Cassadine, Lily Rivera and a unborn child, and I have some new bodies coming in tonight." " Corinthos is a killer."

" Corinthos is a man that's very close to getting you kicked of this office."  All pretense of polite conversation, over Jagger when straight for the kill." This isn't about protecting the people this is about protecting your job."

" Not just mine." " I have weekly meetings with the mayor, do you know the first question he always ask is?" " When is Corinthos going down?" " When are locking up Corinthos?" " My answer is always hopefully soon, but recently he's begun asking why I can't get Corinthos, I'm not going to tell him it's because Corinthos is a master criminal because he isn't, but what should I tell him?" " Maybe I'll say it's an inadequate police commissioner, or that our primary detectives are incompetent." " But rest assured, what I tell him depends greatly on your cooperation." " It'd be a shame if your new friend Mac was fired because you're unwilling to do your job."

" You're an @sshole." Jagger stood and made his way toward the door.

" Det. Cates." When the younger man turned Scott took out the other item in his desk drawer, and tossed it to his ex-son-in-law." Just in case your conscience gets the better of you."

Jagger opened his palm and looked down at the small listening device. It was definitely not PCPD technology, it was too new, and something told him that Scott would be the one monitoring it, shaking his head, he shut the door.

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"YOU." Felecia dropped her purse on the floor and stepped further into the room. The man disentangled himself from her daughter, and begun straightening his clothes, while Maxie merely glared at her mother." You look familiar, who are you?" The man stood and extended his hand, she looked down at his hand briefly, and before taking a closer look at the man she caught groping her daughter. He was tall, at least six feet, with dirty blond hair, and green eyes, he seemed very familiar but for the life of her she couldn't place him.

" Sorry Ma'am, it has been awhile." " I'm Sly Eckert."  

The name stood out in her mind Sly Eckert, Lucky's cousin, Bill Eckert's son she saw the similarities clearly now. He was giving her hesitant smile, that she was sure was the first any man in the Spencer/Eckert family had ever given. " Nice to see you again Sly, mind telling me why you're on my daughter."

" Yes, he does." Maxie stood up with her hands on her hip, ready to yell, when the sound of her son crying had her turning in the other direction, but a hand stopped her, on her arm.

" Can I?" Sly asked hesitantly looking in the direction of the nursery, with a wistful smile.

" Of course." Maxie stepped out of the way, and followed him, stopping just outside the door to watch.

Felicia stood behind her daughter, marveling at the entire scene. No matter who, the guy was, Maxie never let any man outside the family near her son, not even Lucky was allowed to hold him." Maxie what's going on?"

Turning the young blond gave the standard eye roll." Come on Mom, you're a private detective, you telling me, you haven't figured it out yet."

Now it all made sense, she had looked into Sly's eyes, and thought she knew him, because she had looked into green eyes just like his, every time, she looked at her grandson." Sly Eckert is the father."

" Don't say it like that." Maxie closed the door softly, and motioned for her mother to follow her as she headed into the kitchen, and began fixing her son's formula.  " Sly is a great father, he's called and talked to Jack every night since he was born."

" Maxie, I'm not judging, I just didn't know that you knew Sly like that…" " I'm just stunned, why didn't you just tell us."" Where's he been for the past eighteen months?" " What about Dillon?" " What about Lucky?" " Does Georgie know?"

" Because then you would've started asking questions, like the ones you're asking." " No, Georgie doesn't know, if she knew, you would have known." " Dillon could care less, he's only seeing me to annoy his family, which was the same reason I was seeing him, I just didn't know that you guys would encourage me to date a Quartermaine." " As for Lucky, gosh Mom I have enough problems without trying to deal with a former crush."

" Former?"

" Of curse former, if you didn't notice when you came in, Sly and I are really involved."

Felicia released a breath, and gave a shaky laugh." That's wonderful, because I have some news."

Maxie put the bottle in the microwave and turned to her mother, giving her a smile that spoke of knowledge and maturity." Is this where you tell me about Georgie and Lucky sleeping together, or do you still not know?"  

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I know Sly Eckert is straight out of right field, but unfortunately I can't address their relationship in this fic. But never fear I am going to right a short fic about the Maxie and Sly called the 'The Wrong Blonde'