Disclaimer: The characters of GH, as well as General Hospital itself, don't belong to me.

Author's Note: Alright everyone, get ready… a chapter of 100 pure fluff. Cheesy? Probably, but I had enough of the angst and the angst will be back for the next chapter, so enjoy! And if you have the time, let me know what you think.

Song credit goes to Barenaked Ladies, the song is Call and Answer.

I think its getting to the point
Where I can be myself again
I think its getting to the point
Where we have almost made amends
I think its getting to the point
That is the hardest part…

It took Courtney a little bit longer to decide she was ready to return to Port Charles, a lot longer than necessary according to Carly and Jason. But Courtney had her reasons for staying so long in New York. Three main reasons actually.

As predicted, Jax had pulled out of the foundation shortly after that day in the hospital and while she had expected it to happen, she hadn't had enough time to prepare. It had been a huge financial blow, but slowly, she was getting the foundation back on steady feet and the new investors were greatly pleased with her, as well as the progress.

It had taken some time, but Courtney finally felt much more secure in her relationship with Jason. She had never told him everything that had happened with Jax, but was pretty sure he had figured most of it out, or had heard from Carly. He had been great though. He had never pushed her into talking about it, he had given her the space and time she needed to figure things out, and now, everything was fine. She would always care about Jax, she knew that, but there was no way he could ever make her feel the way Jason did.

And then there was the other reason she had stayed. A much bigger reason that undoubtedly was going to land her in very hot water, not just with Jason and Carly, but nearly everyone she knew.

But now here she was, almost 5 months to the day she had left, and finally, she was ready to go home. She couldn't put it off any longer, and quite honestly, she didn't want to.

So why was she so scared to pick up the phone and call? It wasn't like she hadn't talked daily with Jason and Carly, and each had been to New York to see her several times before tensions started rising between Sonny and some of the other families, and Jason had to stay in town for business.

Finally, she grabbed the phone and dialed. Carly answered on the fourth ring. "Hello?"

"Hey Carly, it's me. How have you been?"

"Court, hey! I'm great, how about you?"

"I'm doing really great," Courtney said truthfully. "I have some good news."

"What is it?"

"Well, I'm coming home."

Carly squealed over the phone. "It's about damn time! Courtney, that's great, when are you going to be here?"

"As soon as you can get Sonny's plane here to pick me up." Courtney laughed. "I'm really ready to come home."

"Thank God for that, I was beginning to think you weren't ever coming home. I'll call the pilot and you should be home in time for dinner tonight."

"I can't wait." She took a deep breath. "I need you to do one other thing Carly."

"Anything, what is it?"

"Don't tell Jason I'm coming home."

"What? I thought you guys were doing really well."

"We are, we are. It's just—I want to surprise him when I get home." She wandered over to the desk in the corner of the room and picked up a picture and smiled.

"But Court, how do you expect me to keep this quiet?"

"It's only for today," Courtney pointed out. "Chances are, you won't even see him until I'm already home."

"This is really unfair," Carly protested.

"Carly please!" There was silence on the other end. "Carly!"

Carly sighed resignedly. "All right, have it your way. I'll call the pilot right now and have him call you with the details."

"Thanks, I really do appreciate it."

"Yeah, yeah." Carly laughed. "It'll be great having you home, we've all missed you so much."

"I've missed everyone too. Okay, I'm going to go finish my packing." She paused. "Carly?"

"What?"

"Promise me Carly. I want to hear you say the words." She waited. "Carly, I mean it!"

"Okay already! Geez! I promise I won't tell Jason you're on your way back to town. You happy now?"

"Yes, very. I will see you in a few hours." She hung up the phone and sighed, still looking at the picture in her hands.

It had been almost three months since she had last seen Jason. At first, she had seen him all the time, but then the business relationship between Sonny and one of the casinos had become strained and then Jason was kept busy trying to keep the peace and finding out who was responsible, so he hadn't been able to get to New York since then.

Which is why he didn't know. Again, she looked down at the picture in her hand. A sonogram picture that had been taken just the day before. Her doctor had given her a clear bill of health, saying the baby was one hundred percent healthy, and that there was no reason she shouldn't carry to full term. She was pretty sure she hadn't stopped smiling since and she couldn't wait until she told Jason.

"Just a few more hours, Angel," she said softly, placing her hand on her abdomen. "And we'll finally be home."

"We'll be taking off in 5 minutes, Miss Matthews, and we should be arriving in Port Charles by six thirty," the pilot said.

She smiled at him. "Thanks Andy." She settled herself on the couch with a file from work and began reading as the plane took off. She heard Andy tell her it was okay to unfasten her seatbelt, so she did, curling her legs underneath her comfortably, and resumed reading.

"All work and no play make for an awfully dull flight, don't you think?"

Courtney jumped and her breath hitched in her throat as she looked up. She was going to kill Carly. "Jason! I wasn't—"

He grinned. "Before you say anything, I'm supposed to give you this." He walked over and handed her a note.

She took it, reading aloud.

Court— I kept my promise. I didn't tell him. I can't help it if I told Michael, and he was so excited that he told Jason. See you soon! Love, Carly.

"Did she put Michael up to telling you?" she asked, grinning despite herself.

Jason laughed. "She pounded on my door until I finally answered, and said Michael had something important to tell me."

"I should have known better."

"Come on Courtney. Aren't you even the littlest bit excited to see me?" Jason grabbed her arm and pulled her to a standing position. "Because I haven't seen you in forever and I know I'm—" His voice broke off when he caught sight of her stomach. He looked up at her with wide eyes.

"Surprise," she said weakly, wishing she had been able to tell him in a different way.

"Courtney." Jason couldn't find any words for a few seconds. "I—you're—you're pregnant?"

She nodded and smiled. "I am," she said. "Almost 5 months."

"I don't understand. You never said anything."

"I know, I'm sorry. I can try and explain all of that." She sat down, pulling him down next to her. "I didn't want to tell anyone until I knew we were both going to be okay. I wanted to make it at least through the first trimester."

"But you're almost at the end of the second."

She looked down at her hands. "Jason, you were so busy with work, and my doctor still wasn't sure if I was going to be able to carry to full term. I didn't want you to worry, not when you needed to concentrate on work."

"Work?" Jason shook his head. "Courtney, you should have told me. I would have been right with you this whole time."

"Oh honey, I know that." She smiled at him. "But Jason, I didn't want anyone to know in case anything happened. I didn't want you to have to go through all of that pain again."

"But what if something would have happened? Courtney, who would have been there to help you?"

She smiled, and reached for his hand. "But nothing happened, and as soon as I could, here I am, on my way home to you." She smiled at the look on his face. "I swear, we're both perfectly healthy," she said, resting his hand on her stomach. She reached over and took the sonogram picture out of her purse. "See? Baby's first picture."

Jason took the picture and she watched as a smile spread across his face and his eyes lit up. "I don't believe this," he said. "Courtney, how? I thought?"

She shook her head. "I don't know Jase, but it happened." She scooted closer to him. "Hey," she said softly. "You haven't kissed me hello yet."

"I haven't, have I?" he leaned down and kissed her gently. "Better?"

"Much." She snuggled against him and sighed happily. "I am sorry I didn't tell you sooner," she said. "Do you forgive me?"

"I think I can manage too," he said, still looking at the picture. "Do you know if it's a boy or a girl?" he asked.

"Nope, not yet. All I know is that she's completely healthy, everything is going smoothly, and my doctor is confident that I should have a problem-free pregnancy."

"I still can't believe it," Jason said. "I never thought that we'd get this."

"Believe me, no one can be as surprised as I was," Courtney said. "I still don't believe it sometimes."

"Are you happy?"

She laughed. "Do you even have to ask that?" She leaned forward and kissed him. "I couldn't be any happier than I am at this exact moment."

"No?" Jason frowned. "Well that puts me in a difficult position now."

"How so?"

"See, I was kind of hoping to make you even happier by giving you this, but if you don't think it's going to work, then I can always take it back," he said, handing her a box.

Courtney looked at him suspiciously before lifting the lid. "Jason!" she breathed, when she saw the diamond ring nestled in white cotton.

"I saw this, and I thought of you, and while I know you already have an engagement ring from me, I thought that you might like this one, and instead of an engagement ring, it can be a promise ring. That is, if you promise to let me spend the rest of our lives making you has happy as I possibly can?"

"Jason," she repeated, but her throat was clogged with tears. She wanted to blame the hormones, but she knew she would have been just as teary no matter what.

"What do you think Courtney?" he asked, taking the ring and slipping it onto her finger. "Will you marry me?"

"Yeah," she whispered, looking down at the ring quickly before looking back up at him. "I think I will."

So if you call, I will answer
I'll point you home…