You know what the great thing about fan fic is sometimes? It's not the real show. So you will find no Sage in this fic, nope, not any at all, in fact she never existed. Isn't that great? Yeah, I'm a little hostile. Can you tell? =)

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Leo had always considered himself as not of top priority. When he was a kid, his father always took his older brothers to ball games and movies, while he stayed home with his mother and sister. He hardly paid Leo any mind growing up, no one really did. Then, when he was a teenager he couldn't make the football team, or basketball, or baseball, even track, and at his school if you weren't a jock or a rich kid, you were invisible. So, he never had that many dates. And now, as an adult, despite the fact that his job made him feel important, Dillon depended on him, he still felt that way.

His new wife walked out on him, with their kid. He started to drink more, but he did a great job of hiding it from the boss. He watched Dillon and Georgie try so hard to be happy, and he saw everything get in their way. So when the cops pulled them downtown that night, he began to form an idea in his head. If they could be taken out of suspicion, they could have their life back. At least someone would be happy in all this mess; He knew he never would be happy again. After all, all the sworn and signed statements pinned Leo to the scene of the crime, no one else...



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Georgie rolled over in bed to see Dillon buttoning up his dress shirt.

"Dillon, where are you going?" she asked defiantly.

"To the PCPD."

"No you're not."

"Georgie, stay out of this."

She climbed out of bed and walked up behind him. She could feel the anger rising inside her. She had fought too long and too hard to have her happiness ripped away from her again.

"No, I won't! I have bit my tongue long enough Dillon! I hate to tell you but everything, all the time, cannot be your way and this is one of those times! You are not going to that police station and you are not going to say a word about what happened that night, do you hear me? I need you a lot more than that and I will not let you desert me again!"

He sighed heavily, turning around to face her; he took her shoulders in his hands.

"Please, don't make this any harder..."

"Harder?! Harder for who?!" she shouted "Let me tell you something Dillon, you don't know anything about...."

"Georgie! Dillon!" they heard Maxie as she pounded on their bedroom door "Turn on the news, now!"

Dillon let her in while Georgie found the remote control on the night-stand, hidden under a stack of Dillon's dvds.

"Sources at the Port Charles Police Department this morning are reporting that a Mr. Leo Franko has admitted to the murder and disposal of the body of Mr. Kyle Radcliffe. Mr. Radcliffe was reported missing four months ago, and the spokesman for the police department revealed just yesterday that the body of Mr. Radcliffe was found a mere thirty miles from town in a shallow grave. Sources tell us that Mr.Franko, who is an employer of Dillon Quartermaine, criminal mob boss in Port Charles, was questioned just last night and released, along with Mr. Quartermaine and this morning returned with a full confession. Mr. Franko says he acted alone, lashing out at Radcliffe following an altercation with him at his work place just a day before his disappearance. We will have more as it becomes available to us..."

"I don't believe it," Dillon dropped to the edge of the bed in shock "Why would Leo do this?"

"Maybe you should go talk to him," Georgie sat down beside her husband.

"Yeah, um, we need to get him a lawyer and um," Dillon's jaw clinched "and...I should be there, not him."

"Go visit him," Maxie voiced Georgie's idea "Maybe you can talk some sense into him."

"It's too late, he made a full confession," Dillon shook his head.

"I'll come with you," Georgie sighed, as she went to her closet to get dressed.

"Leo did this because he didn't want you to turn yourself in," Maxie shook her head.

"He shouldn't be the scapegoat in all this," Dillon sighed, as he reached for his tie.



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"Are you crazy?" Dillon growled when Leo was led into the room to see him. Georgie and Maxie peeked through the tiny little window into the room.

"No," Leo shook his head "I need to do this."

"Go to prison? Maybe for the rest of your life for something you didn't do?"

"I was just as involved as you Dillon. I carried the body. I bribed the witnesses. And you have a wife, and a baby coming and..."

"So do you!"

"She left," Leo's eyes dropped to the table "Two months ago and took Taylor with her."

"Why didn't you tell me?" Dillon stood up and paced around the room "I can find her. I can make sure that you can see your child."

"It's no use," he shook his head "I have nothing, Dillon. You have everything."

"It's not fair to ask you to sacrifice for what my wife did," Dillon sat down in front of him again "Now, I'm not about to let Georgie confess the truth, but I'll be damned if I let you take the fall for this."

"You don't have a choice," Leo shook his head "It's been done. Besides, I was supposed to be responsible for Georgie, to make sure she was safe from Kyle and I didn't do my job. It's only right..."

Dillon sat there for a second, looking at Leo in his PCPD issued blue uniform. He glanced over his shoulder at Georgie peeking in through the window. Should he let Leo do this?

"Sacrifice the one that doesn't have anything to leave behind," Leo said insistently "My father taught me that...Go be with your wife."



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Short chapter, I know. I promise a longer one next time. I just hadn't updated in quite a while and wanted to post this. =0) Please review. Do I need to beg? Cause I will, oh wait, I already have been. LOL.