A/N: Glad I can help cure the 'I hate Livvie syndrome'. LOL. The next
arc title has been determined. It is-Trinity. It's really cool, and I am
enjoying writing it-as before it's not going to be as in depth as Breaking
Point, but it should be good. On with the show-PCGirl.
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Frank sat on the couch with Jack sitting at the one next to him reading the agreement, "Twenty-five percent ownership will be handed over to Francis Xavier Scanlon while the other Seventy-Five will stay with Jack Ramsey," he said as he continued to read the rest quietly. He looked over at him, "Sounds fair to me-what do you say Kate?"
"I've looked it over, and completely agree with it. Now all you two have to do is sign on the dotted line and I'll have it notarized. This is the best course of action for getting Neil back."
"Yeah, and I know Karen would be proud of me to get some of the Recovery Room back after I goofed it up before," he said signing then passing it onto Jack.
"We all make mistakes," said Jack as he signed.
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"First I want you to sign these papers," said Chris as they now sat on the couch.
"I don't want to sign any papers. Just stick the stupid needle in me and get it over with. I'll deal with the consequences later."
"But--."
"Ramsey!" yelled Ian.
"Fine, fine," he said getting ready for the injection.
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Rafe walked into the Silverhill Café and took a look around. It was just how Ricky had described it when he called him yesterday, small and quaint- very homey also. He looked and saw Imani's grandmother giving someone else an order so he just slipped into a booth and decided to wait until she got over to him.
"Hello," smiled Medea as she turned on the charm.
"Hi," he said staring at the menu, he was hungry but he'd wait to eat when he talked to Jamal. "Can you tell me where Jamal is?"
"And why do you want to know that?" she said, her southern hospitality turned off that second.
Rafe just laughed, this was another thing that Ricky seemed to describe perfectly-a very protective grandmother, "I'm a friend of his from Port Charles. He told me to come down to help with a little problem."
"Well, I don't know why he told you that-he hasn't been here in well over a month."
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"Well it's official, you two are now partners," smiled Kate as she folded the papers. "I'll call you later to go over the specifics of court next week."
"Thanks again," he said as she left. "So what now, partner?"
"I believe it's time for a celebration," he said getting up. Frank watched him walk around the bar and then into the store room. He then rested his head back on the couch and closed his eyes, not seeing Courtney walking into the place.
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"Are you serious?"
"I don't kid about stuff when it comes to my Granddaughter."
"Well, I wonder who sent me all this way from Port Charles," he said as he stood up. "It was nice to meet you, sorry for bothering you," he said then leaving. "Why would someone send me all the way down here?" he said out loud as he pulled his car keys out of his pocket and headed to the car to call Alison to let her know he was coming back.
"Because I want you," lied Karissa as she stood behind him.
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"Here you go," said Jack as he handed Frank a shot glass filled with blood, and had another one filled with whiskey for himself.
Frank just laughed as he took it from his hand, "I take it this is a toast?"
"Yes, a toast to new ventures-the re-Recovery Room opening again."
"I'll drink to that," as the two clinked glasses. "I need to be going somewhere though," he said getting up and seeing Courtney standing there. "What are you doing?" he asked.
"Trying to figure out what you are up to, that's all. There is no way you are getting my son though Frank," she said as she walked over to where he was. She grabbed his shot glass and took a sniff, "This-this is blood," Courtney said with a shocked look.
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"Well, it's been thirty minutes, how do you feel?" asked Chris.
"So far so good, but the last time we did this it lasted a few hours. Are we really going to sit around here and wait? They are slammed at the hospital, so we don't we go finish our shifts and see how I feel afterwards."
"But what if you have a relapse like last time?"
"We're going to be at a hospital, Chris-they can take care of me there," he said as he got up and walked to the door and opened it. "Are you coming, Dr. Ramsey?"
"I guess so," he said as he looked around the room to see if he needed anything and left.
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Rafe just turned around and sighed, "I should have known. Only you would have wanted me to drive all this way to try and seduce me out of Alison's grasp. It's not going to work though Karissa-whatever game you have planned tonight is going to fail because I love Alison and only her. I also know that Caleb paid you to come here," he said giving a sarcastic smile at the end of his speech.
"Well, there is one thing you don't know," she said walking closer to him.
"Oh yeah, what?"
"I'm not Karissa," she said as she morphed back to her true form-Annette.
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Frank sat on the couch with Jack sitting at the one next to him reading the agreement, "Twenty-five percent ownership will be handed over to Francis Xavier Scanlon while the other Seventy-Five will stay with Jack Ramsey," he said as he continued to read the rest quietly. He looked over at him, "Sounds fair to me-what do you say Kate?"
"I've looked it over, and completely agree with it. Now all you two have to do is sign on the dotted line and I'll have it notarized. This is the best course of action for getting Neil back."
"Yeah, and I know Karen would be proud of me to get some of the Recovery Room back after I goofed it up before," he said signing then passing it onto Jack.
"We all make mistakes," said Jack as he signed.
-------
"First I want you to sign these papers," said Chris as they now sat on the couch.
"I don't want to sign any papers. Just stick the stupid needle in me and get it over with. I'll deal with the consequences later."
"But--."
"Ramsey!" yelled Ian.
"Fine, fine," he said getting ready for the injection.
-----
Rafe walked into the Silverhill Café and took a look around. It was just how Ricky had described it when he called him yesterday, small and quaint- very homey also. He looked and saw Imani's grandmother giving someone else an order so he just slipped into a booth and decided to wait until she got over to him.
"Hello," smiled Medea as she turned on the charm.
"Hi," he said staring at the menu, he was hungry but he'd wait to eat when he talked to Jamal. "Can you tell me where Jamal is?"
"And why do you want to know that?" she said, her southern hospitality turned off that second.
Rafe just laughed, this was another thing that Ricky seemed to describe perfectly-a very protective grandmother, "I'm a friend of his from Port Charles. He told me to come down to help with a little problem."
"Well, I don't know why he told you that-he hasn't been here in well over a month."
------
"Well it's official, you two are now partners," smiled Kate as she folded the papers. "I'll call you later to go over the specifics of court next week."
"Thanks again," he said as she left. "So what now, partner?"
"I believe it's time for a celebration," he said getting up. Frank watched him walk around the bar and then into the store room. He then rested his head back on the couch and closed his eyes, not seeing Courtney walking into the place.
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"Are you serious?"
"I don't kid about stuff when it comes to my Granddaughter."
"Well, I wonder who sent me all this way from Port Charles," he said as he stood up. "It was nice to meet you, sorry for bothering you," he said then leaving. "Why would someone send me all the way down here?" he said out loud as he pulled his car keys out of his pocket and headed to the car to call Alison to let her know he was coming back.
"Because I want you," lied Karissa as she stood behind him.
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"Here you go," said Jack as he handed Frank a shot glass filled with blood, and had another one filled with whiskey for himself.
Frank just laughed as he took it from his hand, "I take it this is a toast?"
"Yes, a toast to new ventures-the re-Recovery Room opening again."
"I'll drink to that," as the two clinked glasses. "I need to be going somewhere though," he said getting up and seeing Courtney standing there. "What are you doing?" he asked.
"Trying to figure out what you are up to, that's all. There is no way you are getting my son though Frank," she said as she walked over to where he was. She grabbed his shot glass and took a sniff, "This-this is blood," Courtney said with a shocked look.
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"Well, it's been thirty minutes, how do you feel?" asked Chris.
"So far so good, but the last time we did this it lasted a few hours. Are we really going to sit around here and wait? They are slammed at the hospital, so we don't we go finish our shifts and see how I feel afterwards."
"But what if you have a relapse like last time?"
"We're going to be at a hospital, Chris-they can take care of me there," he said as he got up and walked to the door and opened it. "Are you coming, Dr. Ramsey?"
"I guess so," he said as he looked around the room to see if he needed anything and left.
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Rafe just turned around and sighed, "I should have known. Only you would have wanted me to drive all this way to try and seduce me out of Alison's grasp. It's not going to work though Karissa-whatever game you have planned tonight is going to fail because I love Alison and only her. I also know that Caleb paid you to come here," he said giving a sarcastic smile at the end of his speech.
"Well, there is one thing you don't know," she said walking closer to him.
"Oh yeah, what?"
"I'm not Karissa," she said as she morphed back to her true form-Annette.