A/N: I went to post this last night and ff.net had the uploading down :P on them. Anyways, enjoy! PCGirl.
PC: 2020
"Did you ever worry Jack would change his mind and want Leslie to live with him and Jasmine?"
"A few times, but you know—Jack and I, we've really grown as brothers. Remember that TV show "My Two Dads"? That's us," laughed Chris. "Leslie's first day of school—she comes home, puts down her back pack and looks at me with those green eyes of hers, "I want to call Daddy Jack." So we called and put him on speaker phone—both of us simultaneously hearing about her big day."
"Must make for one heck of a phone bill," he laughed.
"Yeah, but it's totally worth it though—Jack and I, our childhoods royally sucked. But with Leslie there now—her calling us both her father—it heals a small part of you," he sighed as he looked over at Danny listening intently, "You enjoying this story, Daniel?"
"Yeah, I guess I'm kind of like Leslie, except I have two moms," he smiled brightly.
"Yes you do," smiled Ian and then turning his attention back to Chris, "So has Jasmine ever come for a visit?"
"No—Jack used to always offer to buy her a plane ticket, but after so many attempts who knows if he even asks now. He doesn't bring her up much when he's here—pays more attention to Leslie and his friends. I'm sure she misses us, she has to."
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Jasmine sat there staring at the phone—Jack had gone out for a bit, she knew she had plenty of time to make the call, the question was should she? She finally took a deep breath and picked up the line and waited for the operator, "Hi—I'd like to make an International call to Port Charles, New York, United States," she said as she began tapping her fingers.
"Port Charles, New York—how may I direct your call?" said the operator.
"Can you please connect me to Rafe Kovich's home line—the street is Morning Glory—that's all I can remember now."
"One moment please."
It took a few seconds and finally the line began to ring and a female answered, "Hello?"
"Uhm hi—is this the Kovich residence?" she said running her hands through her hair.
"Yes it is. Who are you looking for?" asked Kate.
"Is Alison there?"
"Yes my mom is here—hold on a second—oh, who is calling?"
"Tell her Elena," she said with a smile.
"Ok," said Kate as she knocked softly on the bedroom door and opened it. "Mom, it's for you—someone named Elena," she said handing the cordless phone over and going back to her room.
Alison held the phone for a second before speaking, "Uhm—who is this really?" she said with a slight hesitation.
"It's me," said Jasmine very quietly.
"Oh sweetie. I've waited so long to hear from you. Is everything ok?"
"Everything is fine—I think. Sorry I didn't tell your daughter who I really was and nearly making you faint," she said with a laugh. "I just figured that was Lizzie or Kate—and both of them have to know me, they probably don't have a high opinion of me, but they do know me."
"Well, I think their opinions have to do more with ours, but I know Leslie has some influence."
"My daughter hates me, well that's to be expected right?"
"She doesn't hate you Jazz, she just wants to know why you left her—that's all."
"Well, that's what I wanted to call you about—Jack's gone to get his ticket for a visit, and I was thinking of joining him finally. I want to see my little girl—you know? But I'm so worried that I'll be stoned or something for coming back to town after so long."
"You know what? I think you coming to town is a great idea—I want to catch up on so much," she said with a smile. "And as for Leslie's reaction—it'll take some time, but she'll come around."
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"So who was the friend that called you earlier? You two seemed to be talking forever and giggling—you say Tara and I talk a lot," laughed Kate as they sat at the dinner table as a family. Kate had her blonde hair pulled up into a pony tail while Lizzie had hers down—as usual. Rafe and Alison's daughters were completely opposite—in personality, clothes, and hair styles—not to mention looks.
"Oh, yes—we had a great time catching up," smiled Alison.
"Who called?" asked Rafe—thoroughly confused--as always.
"Just an old friend," she shrugged off—not wanting to get into a discussion about Jasmine at the dinner table with the children.
"Elena, wasn't it?" spoke Kate as Rafe's confusion continued on.
"Yes, it was," smiled Alison again as she looked at Rafe—trying to keep herself from laughing. "You remember Elena don't you, Rafe? She worked at Trinity in the beginning."
"Nooo," he shook his head.
"Of course you do," she said as she kicked him under the table. "She had soft brown hair—Imani hired her, very sweet little thing," she said to the children.
"The only person I can think of that Imani hired was—Oww!" he said as Alison kicked him from under the table.
"Elena," she smiled as he finally realized what was going on.
"Oh yeah—now I remember Elena. So what is she up to these days?" he said taking a bite of mashed potatoes.
"She's coming for a visit soon—wanted to know if it was alright if she could stop in and see us."
"Really?" he said as his eyes got big. "Well, that will definitely be a treat. I can't wait to see Elena again," smiled Rafe.
"Oh yeah, I forgot to mention that she's going to bring Noah."
Rafe stopped—he was sure Alison was talking about Jasmine until this moment. He took a breath and stuttered it out, "Who is Noah?"
"Her little boy—he's three," she smiled as she watched his jaw drop and fail at regaining composure.
PC: 2020
"Did you ever worry Jack would change his mind and want Leslie to live with him and Jasmine?"
"A few times, but you know—Jack and I, we've really grown as brothers. Remember that TV show "My Two Dads"? That's us," laughed Chris. "Leslie's first day of school—she comes home, puts down her back pack and looks at me with those green eyes of hers, "I want to call Daddy Jack." So we called and put him on speaker phone—both of us simultaneously hearing about her big day."
"Must make for one heck of a phone bill," he laughed.
"Yeah, but it's totally worth it though—Jack and I, our childhoods royally sucked. But with Leslie there now—her calling us both her father—it heals a small part of you," he sighed as he looked over at Danny listening intently, "You enjoying this story, Daniel?"
"Yeah, I guess I'm kind of like Leslie, except I have two moms," he smiled brightly.
"Yes you do," smiled Ian and then turning his attention back to Chris, "So has Jasmine ever come for a visit?"
"No—Jack used to always offer to buy her a plane ticket, but after so many attempts who knows if he even asks now. He doesn't bring her up much when he's here—pays more attention to Leslie and his friends. I'm sure she misses us, she has to."
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Jasmine sat there staring at the phone—Jack had gone out for a bit, she knew she had plenty of time to make the call, the question was should she? She finally took a deep breath and picked up the line and waited for the operator, "Hi—I'd like to make an International call to Port Charles, New York, United States," she said as she began tapping her fingers.
"Port Charles, New York—how may I direct your call?" said the operator.
"Can you please connect me to Rafe Kovich's home line—the street is Morning Glory—that's all I can remember now."
"One moment please."
It took a few seconds and finally the line began to ring and a female answered, "Hello?"
"Uhm hi—is this the Kovich residence?" she said running her hands through her hair.
"Yes it is. Who are you looking for?" asked Kate.
"Is Alison there?"
"Yes my mom is here—hold on a second—oh, who is calling?"
"Tell her Elena," she said with a smile.
"Ok," said Kate as she knocked softly on the bedroom door and opened it. "Mom, it's for you—someone named Elena," she said handing the cordless phone over and going back to her room.
Alison held the phone for a second before speaking, "Uhm—who is this really?" she said with a slight hesitation.
"It's me," said Jasmine very quietly.
"Oh sweetie. I've waited so long to hear from you. Is everything ok?"
"Everything is fine—I think. Sorry I didn't tell your daughter who I really was and nearly making you faint," she said with a laugh. "I just figured that was Lizzie or Kate—and both of them have to know me, they probably don't have a high opinion of me, but they do know me."
"Well, I think their opinions have to do more with ours, but I know Leslie has some influence."
"My daughter hates me, well that's to be expected right?"
"She doesn't hate you Jazz, she just wants to know why you left her—that's all."
"Well, that's what I wanted to call you about—Jack's gone to get his ticket for a visit, and I was thinking of joining him finally. I want to see my little girl—you know? But I'm so worried that I'll be stoned or something for coming back to town after so long."
"You know what? I think you coming to town is a great idea—I want to catch up on so much," she said with a smile. "And as for Leslie's reaction—it'll take some time, but she'll come around."
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"So who was the friend that called you earlier? You two seemed to be talking forever and giggling—you say Tara and I talk a lot," laughed Kate as they sat at the dinner table as a family. Kate had her blonde hair pulled up into a pony tail while Lizzie had hers down—as usual. Rafe and Alison's daughters were completely opposite—in personality, clothes, and hair styles—not to mention looks.
"Oh, yes—we had a great time catching up," smiled Alison.
"Who called?" asked Rafe—thoroughly confused--as always.
"Just an old friend," she shrugged off—not wanting to get into a discussion about Jasmine at the dinner table with the children.
"Elena, wasn't it?" spoke Kate as Rafe's confusion continued on.
"Yes, it was," smiled Alison again as she looked at Rafe—trying to keep herself from laughing. "You remember Elena don't you, Rafe? She worked at Trinity in the beginning."
"Nooo," he shook his head.
"Of course you do," she said as she kicked him under the table. "She had soft brown hair—Imani hired her, very sweet little thing," she said to the children.
"The only person I can think of that Imani hired was—Oww!" he said as Alison kicked him from under the table.
"Elena," she smiled as he finally realized what was going on.
"Oh yeah—now I remember Elena. So what is she up to these days?" he said taking a bite of mashed potatoes.
"She's coming for a visit soon—wanted to know if it was alright if she could stop in and see us."
"Really?" he said as his eyes got big. "Well, that will definitely be a treat. I can't wait to see Elena again," smiled Rafe.
"Oh yeah, I forgot to mention that she's going to bring Noah."
Rafe stopped—he was sure Alison was talking about Jasmine until this moment. He took a breath and stuttered it out, "Who is Noah?"
"Her little boy—he's three," she smiled as she watched his jaw drop and fail at regaining composure.