Chapter 2
"Just freaking great," Frisco muttered to himself as he walked back to his assigned quarters. That was really intelligent. He walked into the room and slammed the door behind him. Yeah, he'd be dead by morning. They'd probably say something like he tried to escape and they'd been forced to shoot him. Or they could make it look like a suicide.
Maybe they could be original. He could've gotten a strange disease in Russia and it had been killing him.
They'd think of something to make them be the heroes and make him look guilty. That was the way the bureau worked now. It wasn't the eighties. They weren't worried about the Kremlin anymore. Now it was terrorists. No one even considered Faison to be a factor in anything anymore.
Frisco was annoyed by that. As long at the bastard was alive, he was a factor. He hated the WSB and the majority of its agents.
He had to get away. He knew that Sean wouldn't help him escape, so who? He would call Anna, but the phone was most likely tapped and he couldn't risk letting the bureau know where she was hiding while Faison was alive.
Then it clicked. His old friend wasn't up to anything, he hoped.
~~~
Zander watched his brother as they walked down the halls of the hospital. He found it amazing that he was actually looking at his older brother, the brother that he thought he had killed. All these years, everything he had done, he'd done it because he felt that he had killed his brother.
"I've been watching you Zander," Pete said.
"Really?"
"Zander, don't be angry. I know what dad did after the accident. I know that he blamed you for my death and because of that you came here and started working for Sorel. I should have paid better attention."
"What are you talking about?"
~~~
Sonny looked at the man standing in front of him. No, it couldn't be. His father had been killed in a car accident. This could not be his father.
"Who are you?"
"Your father."
"He's dead."
"That is what Adella was told. Micheal, I don't know what I can say to make you believe me. You have to."
~~~
Frisco looked to the door when it opened and Sean walked in. The older man leaned against the wall and sighed.
"Why didn't you tell me that it was Faison?" he asked.
"What good would it have done, Sean? Someone in that room is on his payroll. After that little display, I'll be lucky if I'm alive in the morning."
"Frisco!"
"Don't. I've made plans. The less you know, the better."
"Do you know where Anna and Amanda are?"
"Yes, they're safe."
"Where?"
"I can't tell you that."
"Why did you go to Russia?"
"Faison."
"But why?"
"I can't tell you that."
"Dammit, Frisco, tell me something."
"Not here, not now."
"Where, when?"
"I'll let you know."
"Give me something to go on here."
Frisco looked at his friend. "Robert."
~~~
Pete didn't say anything but instead led his brother to the chapel. A woman was near the alter praying. Zander and Pete sat in the very back and spoke in whispered tones.
"Port Charles is a very active town. People are always up to something. If it's not the mob, its the Cassadines, the Spencers, or Cesar Faison."
"What are you talking about?"
"Two months before we went hunting, my mentor at the bureau, Frisco, and I started going after a man named Cesar Faison. We did it against orders, but we felt that we had no other choice. Faison had killed several WSB agents, and had kidnapped Courtney, someone that we both cared about. We wanted him to pay."
"You went after him."
"Frisco and I followed him to Canada where we found that he was working with Helena Cassadine. They had kidnapped Lucky Spencer and were brainwashing him. There were too many guards and we had no back up. Faison disappeared after that. Helena was left alone with Lucky and she took him somewhere else for several weeks. When Faison returned, he had Courtney with him. We overpowered his guards and took her back to the states. The bureau found out and I took the blame. The directors ordered a black box."
"What's that?"
"Assassination. Frisco, being my former boss, was sent with the team to confirm my death. He did. He called that day. We set everything up. Courtney paid people to confirm my death."
"But dad, he checked. You didn't have a pulse."
"I was given a drug that slowed my heart beat down to near non existence for several hours. But we accomplished the most important goal. The WSB thought I was dead."
"And ever since?"
"I've been working with Frisco and Courtney and her father Mike. We've been helped some of Mike and Frisco's old friends, people that Faison has been after for years."
"Why come back now?"
"Because Faison is back and he wants us all dead," the woman said standing at the end of the aisle.
"Eavesdropping does not become you, Courtney," Pete said with a smiled. "Zander, this is Courtney, Courtney, this is my little brother, Zander."
Courtney smiled. "So you're Zander. I've heard a lot about you."
Zander looked between her and Pete. "Really?"
"Yep." She looked at Pete. "I gotta go meet daddy. I'll see you later tonight?"
"Yeah," Pete answered. She grinned and left the chapel.
~~~
"I don't have to do anything," Sonny said. He turned away from the door and tired to slam it in the man's face but he stopped it and walked into the penthouse. Sonny turned on him. "What the hell do you want?"
"You have no reason to trust me. I chose to stay away to keep you and your mother safe. People were trying to kill me. I didn't want them to come after you."
"You think that I care about these excuses?"
"I don't want to force you to believe me. I came here to ask for forgiveness. I don't deserve it, I know that much."
"You don't deserve a damn thing."
"I know." Sonny shook his head and walked to the bar.
"Get out of my home."
"Not until you listen to me, Micheal."
"I don't owe you anything."
"What about your sister?"
~~~
Sean looked at Frisco in disbelief. "Is he alive?"
"No."
"Then how..."
"It doesn't concern you, Sean."
"The hell it doesn't."
"Sean, keep your voice down." Frisco sighed. "Robert was alive." The words were coming so easily now. They rolled off his tongue like Anna said they would. "Faison held him captive for years after th explosion. No one knew. When Anna surfaced in Pine Valley, Robert escaped but Faison caught him again. After Amanda was born, Faison contacted Anna and told her about Robert. She
called me and that's why we went to Russia. When we got there, Faison had already killed Robert."
"Why didn't you tell anyone? You could have gotten full support."
"One of the directors is working for Faison. I'm not sure who, but I couldn't risk anyone's lives to bring the bureau in on this."
"Who else was involved?"
"Pete Lewis."
"And?"
"Mike and Courtney Corinthos."
"Anyone else?"
Frisco looked at his friend and smiled. Sean knew him so well. "Emily Quartermaine."
"How?"
"She took care of Amanda among other things."
"Where's Anna?"
"In Paris."
"Is there anything you're not telling me?"
"I've said everything there is to say, Sean. Robert's dead and Faison has gotten away with it again."
"I'll get you out of this and all of us will go after him." Frisco nodded and Sean left the room. He hoped that Sean could get him out of this. He needed to get back to Russia and find his contact. They had to get to Faison before he began his plan in Port Charles.
He couldn't win this time. He had to pay for everything.
~~~
"Why should I care about a child that you had?" Sonny demanded.
"I thought that blood meant something to you," Mike said. "I see that I was wrong."
"What the hell are you talking about?"
"You said you didn't care, so what does it matter?"
"Why are you here?"
Mike didn't show his smile. He knew that he had his son's attention. He knew that with Sonny's mob connections, he could protect Courtney from Faison despite her objections. She could take care of herself in most situations, but around him something was different. She hadn't been the same since he'd kidnapped her.
Pete had asked to bring her to Port Charles to see his father. Mike hoped that Cameron could find out what had happened to Courtney. She'd gone under extensive psychiatric evaluation from the bureau but Mike didn't trust them. They had always been out to get him since the truth came out about Anna and Faison.
"Courtney, your sister, is in danger. People are trying to kill her."
"Who?" Sonny asked, despite his better instincts. Why was he finding it so easy to believe this man who had willing walked out on him and his mother?
"A man named Cesar Faison kidnapped her several years ago. He has an obsession with her. The WSB wants to use her to get to him, but she's too fragile. Because I refused them, they want to kill her."
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Thanks for all the feedback I've gotten on this story. I've got a lot of ideas and you all are helping to feed my muse.
Danke,
Rena
"Just freaking great," Frisco muttered to himself as he walked back to his assigned quarters. That was really intelligent. He walked into the room and slammed the door behind him. Yeah, he'd be dead by morning. They'd probably say something like he tried to escape and they'd been forced to shoot him. Or they could make it look like a suicide.
Maybe they could be original. He could've gotten a strange disease in Russia and it had been killing him.
They'd think of something to make them be the heroes and make him look guilty. That was the way the bureau worked now. It wasn't the eighties. They weren't worried about the Kremlin anymore. Now it was terrorists. No one even considered Faison to be a factor in anything anymore.
Frisco was annoyed by that. As long at the bastard was alive, he was a factor. He hated the WSB and the majority of its agents.
He had to get away. He knew that Sean wouldn't help him escape, so who? He would call Anna, but the phone was most likely tapped and he couldn't risk letting the bureau know where she was hiding while Faison was alive.
Then it clicked. His old friend wasn't up to anything, he hoped.
~~~
Zander watched his brother as they walked down the halls of the hospital. He found it amazing that he was actually looking at his older brother, the brother that he thought he had killed. All these years, everything he had done, he'd done it because he felt that he had killed his brother.
"I've been watching you Zander," Pete said.
"Really?"
"Zander, don't be angry. I know what dad did after the accident. I know that he blamed you for my death and because of that you came here and started working for Sorel. I should have paid better attention."
"What are you talking about?"
~~~
Sonny looked at the man standing in front of him. No, it couldn't be. His father had been killed in a car accident. This could not be his father.
"Who are you?"
"Your father."
"He's dead."
"That is what Adella was told. Micheal, I don't know what I can say to make you believe me. You have to."
~~~
Frisco looked to the door when it opened and Sean walked in. The older man leaned against the wall and sighed.
"Why didn't you tell me that it was Faison?" he asked.
"What good would it have done, Sean? Someone in that room is on his payroll. After that little display, I'll be lucky if I'm alive in the morning."
"Frisco!"
"Don't. I've made plans. The less you know, the better."
"Do you know where Anna and Amanda are?"
"Yes, they're safe."
"Where?"
"I can't tell you that."
"Why did you go to Russia?"
"Faison."
"But why?"
"I can't tell you that."
"Dammit, Frisco, tell me something."
"Not here, not now."
"Where, when?"
"I'll let you know."
"Give me something to go on here."
Frisco looked at his friend. "Robert."
~~~
Pete didn't say anything but instead led his brother to the chapel. A woman was near the alter praying. Zander and Pete sat in the very back and spoke in whispered tones.
"Port Charles is a very active town. People are always up to something. If it's not the mob, its the Cassadines, the Spencers, or Cesar Faison."
"What are you talking about?"
"Two months before we went hunting, my mentor at the bureau, Frisco, and I started going after a man named Cesar Faison. We did it against orders, but we felt that we had no other choice. Faison had killed several WSB agents, and had kidnapped Courtney, someone that we both cared about. We wanted him to pay."
"You went after him."
"Frisco and I followed him to Canada where we found that he was working with Helena Cassadine. They had kidnapped Lucky Spencer and were brainwashing him. There were too many guards and we had no back up. Faison disappeared after that. Helena was left alone with Lucky and she took him somewhere else for several weeks. When Faison returned, he had Courtney with him. We overpowered his guards and took her back to the states. The bureau found out and I took the blame. The directors ordered a black box."
"What's that?"
"Assassination. Frisco, being my former boss, was sent with the team to confirm my death. He did. He called that day. We set everything up. Courtney paid people to confirm my death."
"But dad, he checked. You didn't have a pulse."
"I was given a drug that slowed my heart beat down to near non existence for several hours. But we accomplished the most important goal. The WSB thought I was dead."
"And ever since?"
"I've been working with Frisco and Courtney and her father Mike. We've been helped some of Mike and Frisco's old friends, people that Faison has been after for years."
"Why come back now?"
"Because Faison is back and he wants us all dead," the woman said standing at the end of the aisle.
"Eavesdropping does not become you, Courtney," Pete said with a smiled. "Zander, this is Courtney, Courtney, this is my little brother, Zander."
Courtney smiled. "So you're Zander. I've heard a lot about you."
Zander looked between her and Pete. "Really?"
"Yep." She looked at Pete. "I gotta go meet daddy. I'll see you later tonight?"
"Yeah," Pete answered. She grinned and left the chapel.
~~~
"I don't have to do anything," Sonny said. He turned away from the door and tired to slam it in the man's face but he stopped it and walked into the penthouse. Sonny turned on him. "What the hell do you want?"
"You have no reason to trust me. I chose to stay away to keep you and your mother safe. People were trying to kill me. I didn't want them to come after you."
"You think that I care about these excuses?"
"I don't want to force you to believe me. I came here to ask for forgiveness. I don't deserve it, I know that much."
"You don't deserve a damn thing."
"I know." Sonny shook his head and walked to the bar.
"Get out of my home."
"Not until you listen to me, Micheal."
"I don't owe you anything."
"What about your sister?"
~~~
Sean looked at Frisco in disbelief. "Is he alive?"
"No."
"Then how..."
"It doesn't concern you, Sean."
"The hell it doesn't."
"Sean, keep your voice down." Frisco sighed. "Robert was alive." The words were coming so easily now. They rolled off his tongue like Anna said they would. "Faison held him captive for years after th explosion. No one knew. When Anna surfaced in Pine Valley, Robert escaped but Faison caught him again. After Amanda was born, Faison contacted Anna and told her about Robert. She
called me and that's why we went to Russia. When we got there, Faison had already killed Robert."
"Why didn't you tell anyone? You could have gotten full support."
"One of the directors is working for Faison. I'm not sure who, but I couldn't risk anyone's lives to bring the bureau in on this."
"Who else was involved?"
"Pete Lewis."
"And?"
"Mike and Courtney Corinthos."
"Anyone else?"
Frisco looked at his friend and smiled. Sean knew him so well. "Emily Quartermaine."
"How?"
"She took care of Amanda among other things."
"Where's Anna?"
"In Paris."
"Is there anything you're not telling me?"
"I've said everything there is to say, Sean. Robert's dead and Faison has gotten away with it again."
"I'll get you out of this and all of us will go after him." Frisco nodded and Sean left the room. He hoped that Sean could get him out of this. He needed to get back to Russia and find his contact. They had to get to Faison before he began his plan in Port Charles.
He couldn't win this time. He had to pay for everything.
~~~
"Why should I care about a child that you had?" Sonny demanded.
"I thought that blood meant something to you," Mike said. "I see that I was wrong."
"What the hell are you talking about?"
"You said you didn't care, so what does it matter?"
"Why are you here?"
Mike didn't show his smile. He knew that he had his son's attention. He knew that with Sonny's mob connections, he could protect Courtney from Faison despite her objections. She could take care of herself in most situations, but around him something was different. She hadn't been the same since he'd kidnapped her.
Pete had asked to bring her to Port Charles to see his father. Mike hoped that Cameron could find out what had happened to Courtney. She'd gone under extensive psychiatric evaluation from the bureau but Mike didn't trust them. They had always been out to get him since the truth came out about Anna and Faison.
"Courtney, your sister, is in danger. People are trying to kill her."
"Who?" Sonny asked, despite his better instincts. Why was he finding it so easy to believe this man who had willing walked out on him and his mother?
"A man named Cesar Faison kidnapped her several years ago. He has an obsession with her. The WSB wants to use her to get to him, but she's too fragile. Because I refused them, they want to kill her."
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Thanks for all the feedback I've gotten on this story. I've got a lot of ideas and you all are helping to feed my muse.
Danke,
Rena