A/N: If you've read one of the updates for GHOST then you'll know that this chapter has been rewritten about five times and I'm still not sure about it. weird thing is we know where we want it to go, but right now we're having trouble deciding how to get there. alas, I give you this anyway.

Ch. 14 These Walls

Jason sat on the couch waiting. He knew that she'd been upset last night, but he didn't think she would go out in the middle of the night and stay out. It wasn't smart. Port Charles was a dangerous place. The door creaked open as she tried to sneak back in. But to her misfortune, the person she wanted to hide her late night trip from was waiting in front of her only entrance.

"Hi." she said cautiously upon seeing him.

"Where'd you go"

"To clear my head. When I got tired I just checked into a motel." she lied, honestly she hadn't meant to stay out all night but it was late to begin with when she left.

"You shouldn't have gone out alone. It's not safe." he said rising and approaching her.

"But it's ok. See, I'm fine."

"Yeah? What happened there" he said gesturing towards her neck, which was now red and sore from the previous events. She'd hoped that it wasn't that noticeable. But it was Jason, he saw just about everything.

"Nothing."

"It's not nothing." as he finished the sentence the door opened and his mentor came in.

"We need to talk." he stated simply. Robin welcomed the interruption and excused herself. Jason watched her ascend the stairs and made a note to continue the conversation later on.

"What's up" he asked turning back to Sonny.

"We caught a guy in the warehouse snooping around. The men that were there have him, I want you down there. Question him, intimidate him, beat the hell out of him if you have to, but find out what he knows."

"Alright, I'll take care of it." Sonny turned to leave, but stopped an looked at his enforcer again. He could tell something was bothering him.

"Something wrong"

"Robin's hiding something. She was gone all night, and she has these marks on her neck."

"Marks? What kind of marks"

"Like she was attacked or something. I asked her about it, but she says its nothing."

"Ok. Just make sure that someone's watching her at all times. If something's going on, I want to know about it."

"I'll put someone on it. Then I'll go to the warehouse. I'll call when we get anything." he said and after a nod from sonny, left the penthouse. The man looked around the now empty room once more before heading back to his own home.

As soon as Jason arrived at the building he immediately went into enforcer mode. It had been sometime since he'd got there and he was trying to determine if the man was fiercely loyal, or just genuinely didn't know anything. Which ever it was, Jason was losing his patience. He looked at the bruised man before him, all the while shooting icicles with his gaze.

"What were you doing sneaking around here" he asked again.

"I swear to God I was just doing what I was told; go to the warehouse."

"And do what" When the man didn't answer right away, Jason delivered another fist to his body.

"Just to hang around and call when the shipments come in."

"Call who"

"I-I can't. He'll kill me." he stuttered out. Jason could see the man was fighting an inner battle trying to decide whether or not to give a name. Of course the decision he made would greatly affect if he would live or not.

"What do you think I'll do if you don't? Tell me and I might help you disappear; make sure he never finds you."

The man opened his mouth to say something when he suddenly slumped over completely limp. Lifting him up, he saw what he'd assumed would be there. The bullet hit its target perfectly and killed him instantly. He cursed under his breath before looking up to the men around him.

"Look around. Check the rooftops of all the surrounding buildings. If the shooter is still here bring him in." he ordered.

Whoever he worked for, they definitely didn't want him talking. Much to his frustration, they were back at square one. He ran a hand through his hair knowing that Sonny would surely blow when he heard about his. A sound reached his ears and it immediately registered it as his cellular phone.

"Morgan." he answered in his usual greeting.

"Mr. Morgan, I followed her and kept out of sight as you requested. I think you'd like to see this."

A/N: this isn't anything important but a few questions have come to my mind and I don't know maybe someone can answer them.

1) wasn't there a whole story line bout how sam mcall was even her real name...so why don't people call her whatever it is that's supposed to be her real name?

2) sonny is a corinthos, courtney is a matthews, but their father is a corbin? isn't sonny michael corinthos jr...so shouldn't his father be michael corinthos sr?i thought mike and janine were married at one point so why wouldn't his daughter have his last name?

sorry, i don't know why i'm trying to analize family trees or whatever. it's madness i tell you madness!