A/N: Hi! Well, I got this chapter put together pretty quick—maybe it was because I'm getting to a part of the story that I know what I want to happen next. That's always a good thing, right? I hope you all enjoy! Until next time—PCGirl.


Livvie sighed and rubbed her eyes before opening the door to the Gym. She hadn't slept the night before until she went and got Miranda and put her in the bed beside her, and then she fell asleep watching her little girl sleeping next to her.

When she opened the door she saw the place was empty except for Rafe and Eddie whose backs were both facing her. If she had been in a better mood she would have smiled at how their stances were exactly the same, but she wasn't in any mood other than figuring out why her husband didn't sleep in their bed last night. She slammed the door and watched them both jump, "Rafe—we need to talk—NOW!"

"Eddie, go upstairs," he said towards his son and then putting his gaze back to Livvie. He hadn't seen that look in her eyes in years—one of anger and distrust of anyone around. In the past she was usually ready to go after Alison for something, but this time it was him. "What is it Livvie?"

"I want to know what the hell you said to my husband last night!" she screamed quickly before the tears filled her eyes.

"Whoa—wait a second Livvie—I did nothing wrong last night. He was at the Villa, I stopped by, told him I was worried about Jasmine. He said he was still trying to figure it out—why?"

"You aren't telling me something, Rafe. What is it?"

"I'm telling you everything—honestly Livvie. What brought all this on?"

She rubbed her forehead and looked at Rafe before pacing, "He moved out last night—said he wanted to figure out what was going on with Jasmine and just walked right out. Said he wasn't moving back home until he figured it out. I lost him Rafe—why?" she said as she broke down into tears and sobs and Rafe could think of nothing else to do but give her a hug.

"Is everything ok down here?" called Alison as she walked down the steps to see Rafe release his hold on Livvie and her wipe her eyes. "What's wrong? Did something happen to our girls?" she asked as her heart jumped into her throat.

"No, it's nothing—as far as I know they're fine. I need to do some more errands today before I have to pick up Miranda from Lucy and Kevin's. I'll talk to you later, Ali," she said quickly as she walked out.

"I need to go after her," said Alison as she walked past Rafe, but was pulled back as he grabbed her arm. "Rafe--."

"Give her some breathing room, Angel—she'll be ready to talk later today or tomorrow."

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"Good morning, Mom," said Leslie as she walked into the kitchen and saw her mom standing there facing the stove, her nails digging into the counter. "Mom? Are you ok?" asked Leslie, concern growing as she touched her mom's shoulder and it didn't relax. "Dad!" she began screaming as Lizzie and then Jack came running into the kitchen.

"Jasmine—sweetie," he said as he pried her hands off the counter and moved her to look at him. He watched the green eyes staring right back at him but there was no movement, no blinking. "Leslie, Lizzie—go check on your brother for me," he said softly to his daughter.

He waited a moment before he put his attention back to Jasmine. "Come back to me, Jazz—please. It's ok, it's going to be ok—why is this one so long?" he asked himself as he ran his hands over her hair. Suddenly he felt her jump and return to normal, "Hey—Morning, beautiful."

"What happened? God Jack—what is happening to me?" she said as the tears began to flow and she felt his arms come around her tightly.

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"What are you looking at Dad?" asked Daniel as he sat at the kitchen table with his family and Christina.

"Hmmm?" said Ian as he looked back down at his plate, feigning innocence.

"You've been looking over here at me and Christina every few minutes smiling. Don't act dumb—pass the syrup, squirt," he said to his little sister Claire.

"Here—and don't call me Squirt. I'm nearly old enough to drive now."

"That's a scary thought," smiled Daniel as he felt a punch in his arm from her. "So what is it Dad?"

Ian looked at his son this time and just grinned, "I was just thinking how you two have changed—remembering when you were two little kids eating at the kitchen table with me and Lucy in the morning."

Daniel smiled at Christina who was now laughing, "My mom said the same exact thing the other day. What is it with you too?"

Ian shrugged, "I don't know. I guess neither of us ever thought that when you grew up you'd be together as a couple. It makes sense though I suppose."

"Yeah, it does," smiled Daniel as he looked at Christina and gave her a kiss.

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"Were you a good girl for Grandma and Grandpa?" smiled Livvie as she squatted down to the floor where Miranda was playing with some blocks.

"She was a perfect little peanut," smiled Lucy as she put down a magazine on the table. "Is everything ok?"

"Hmm?" asked Livvie as she looked up to Lucy and her Dad. She knew her eyes gave her away and looked back down to Miranda, "Caleb moved out last night and I'm still unsure why. I had a bit of a yelling match with Rafe this morning—didn't do any good except put my emotions into more of a tailspin."

"Where is Caleb staying?" asked Kevin as he leaned forward to listen to her.

"He's at the Villa I suppose. He wants to figure out what is going on with Jasmine—or that's what he says," she said as she realized she'd just alarmed them with that comment. "It's nothing, well it's not nothing—she's been getting this weird humming in her ears the past few months that is blocking out any visions she can have. It's important to Rafe and Caleb to help her—I mean I'm not saying it's not important to me or Alison, you know? She's such a great friend for all of us, and I want everything to be figured out but--."

"You wish there was a way you could without Caleb leaving?" asked Kevin.

"Yeah, I mean it doesn't make sense," she said and then pausing before continuing, "So am I being selfish?"

"No, not at all sweetie, but instead of worrying about Caleb maybe you should take your mind off of that by focusing on Miranda and Alex right now."

Livvie smiled, "Thanks dad. I wasn't even going to ask for your advice, but what you just said makes all the difference."

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"Dad?" asked Leslie in a hesitant voice as he closed the bedroom door to where he had just made Jasmine lay down for a bit.

"I'm sorry you saw that," said Jack as he pulled her in for a hug.

"What happened? Is Mom going to be ok?"

"I hope so. She's been having problems with her visions lately and it's just putting her in a trance for a bit and then she gets really tired. Your mom is going to be fine soon though—ok?" he said as fear crept back into his mind—this trance had been the longest one. If he had expected one to happen when the two girls were here he would have cancelled the trip and dealt with a disappointed daughter later. Instead now he had a worried daughter over her mother's safety.

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Daniel walked down the steps and around the corner to the kitchen where the smell of what he considered heaven was coming from, "What's for dinner?" he asked, putting his head over the shoulder of Maeve and smiling.

"I'm making Whiskey Chicken. It's almost ready if you want to go upstairs and tell Christina to come on down."

Danny stopped and furrowed his brow a bit while looking to see his dad walking in the room, "I was just up there and she's not there."

Ian thought for a moment before looking down next to the door and smiled, "Her art supply bag is gone—did she tell you she was going to paint any today?"

"But it's almost sundown—would she go out there now?" asked Maeve.

Danny laughed and slipped his shoes on quickly, "Definitely. Come along Bailey."

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"Here we are, Miranda—home sweet home," smiled Livvie as she carried her little girl in on her hip as she walked through the door. "Alex?" she called out but received silence and noticed the note next to the answering machine—Mom, went over to J's to shoot some hoops. I'll be back by dinnertime. Love you—Alex.

"Well, it looks like it's just you and me," she said as she hit the play button on the machine and it told her she had two messages. The first was silence, except for a deep male sigh and then the click of the receiver—she closed her eyes and remembered what her dad had told her and waited for the second one to start.

"Hi Mom, Dad, Alex, and Miranda—Just wanted to touch base but I guess you all are all out for the afternoon. Our train leaves late morning tomorrow so I guess I will call you when we get to the hotel. I love you all—talk to you soon."

"Love you too, Sunshine," said Livvie softly as she looked at her other daughter who was grinning at hearing her sister's voice, "Was that Tara?"

"Taya," giggled the little one.

"Yep—now let's go see what we can fix for us and Alex for dinner," she said as she walked to the kitchen—forcing herself to think of her children at the moment and not Caleb.

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Jack was back down in the basement again while Jasmine and the girls had gone out on a late afternoon shopping spree—it had been Jasmine's idea, to show Leslie that her mom was ok now. He clicked the phone on and dialed, smiling as he heard the sweet voice on the other end, "Hey Ali."

"Hi Jack," smiled Alison at his voice. "How is Jasmine?"

"She—uhm—she had a really bad morning, and Leslie walked in on it."

"Oh no—poor Leslie. Are her and Lizzie ok?"

"I'm hoping so. Is Rafe there?"

"Actually—no. He is still at the gym doing some research."

"Research?"

"Yeah, Rafe didn't know about Jasmine until yesterday, Jack. Caleb didn't think it was necessary to tell him."

"Well, that's Caleb for you," he sighed.

"It gets worse. After Rafe and Caleb talked last night Caleb moved out."

"He what!" spoke Jack, louder than he had planned.

"It's getting crazy Jack—I'm wondering if we just need to tell Tara and Kate to come home before something happens."

"It's going to be ok. I'm glad to know Rafe is working on something for Jasmine. Tell him to call me later tonight after your dinnertime—I'll stay up waiting on his call."

"Ok. Jack—give Jasmine and the girls a hug from me, ok?"

"I will—Bye," he said hanging up the phone as he tried to make up a reasonable explanation for the weird happenings lately.

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He didn't have to walk far, just up the hill that the house nestled into. Bailey had trotted beside him the whole time, once in awhile finding a stick for Danny to toss. When they reached the top and saw Christina sitting on the grass with her paints out Bailey went running to greet her.

She gave Bailey a rub on the head as he returned it with wet kisses and looked back to see Danny walking up to her, "Sorry I didn't say anything—Claire was showing me something in her room and I looked outside at the sunset and just had to come paint it."

"Don't be sorry—I know how you are and that's why I love you," he said as he sat down next to her and gave her a kiss.

"It's beautiful, isn't it?" she said as she stopped painting and just stared at the setting sun.

"Yes, it is," said Danny, though he was staring at her instead.

"I wonder what tomorrow will bring, not just to us, but to our families in Port Charles and to the girls," she said, placing Tara, Kate, Leslie, and Lizzie into their normal title of the girls. "I hope whatever it is that in the end it brings all of us happiness and peace. There's a bigger power out there, Danny—and it knows what is in store for us. Sometimes we see it coming, but other times—other times it's as hidden as the stars during the day."