Chapter 39

Carly looked around her living room. She had, for the last few hours, worked with Cassie and Morgan to put many of the pictures she had of Emma and Cassie into frames and put them up around the rooms. She had everything from baby pictures, to birthday pictures and even the pictures of their shopping trips. She was very happy with the outcome of the rooms.

She had made Morgan give Cassie a ride back to her dad's hotel room. Of course Cassie had said she would be fine with taking a cab or walking, but Carly always got her way and she wanted Morgan to give her a ride. So Morgan and Cassie were on their way to the Port Charles Hotel.

Carly took a seat on the couch as she grabbed one of the new picture frames. She starred at the picture. It was Emma playing in the sand with Cassie, Patty and of course Carly as they buried Max in the sand. Max didn't look too pleased, but Emma and Cassie were running around, and over, the big mound of sand that represented his body with little shovels in hand and big grins on their faces. Emma looked happy. She looked happy and Carly just wanted to see that smile again.

Sonny couldn't get himself to move. He just stood there at the end of the walkway staring at her. The glow of the lamp hit her face ever so softly making it clearly visible that though it was dark else where she was clearly lost in thought. She looked so calm, so beautiful. He hadn't really seen her like that in years, maybe because he had never looked.

He couldn't take his eyes off her as she stood from the couch and walked over to the window. He would have moved so she couldn't see him, but he couldn't. He wanted her to see him. He wanted to talk to her, to understand why she did what she did.

He saw her eyes lock with his as they stood for some time just looking at each other. Sonny was upset when he saw her walk away from the window and out of his line of sight. He began to walk off away from her house just as she opened the door.

She stood frozen in the doorway eyes on his back as she watched him walk away. She wasn't sure what he was doing there, but the look she saw in his eyes just moments ago from her window had made her melt. She saw him slowly turn around as they once again locked eyes.

Sonny could only hope he was looking his ex-wife in the eyes as the light that shone from behind her was blinding him from seeing her beautiful features. He slowly walked up the walkway until he could clearly see her. Her eyes had a soft glow to them as her hair swayed lightly across her face as the warm summer breeze hit her. She had her shoulder leaned up against the door jam as she tilted her head to the side.

He could tell she was trying to figure him out as he walked up and stood right in front of her. She kept her eyes glued on him, as she saw nothing in them. It had been so long since she had had to figure out his motives, what was going on in his head. Why was he showing up at her doorstep?

She lifted her shoulder off the door as she stepped aside to let him in. Sonny walked into the house and looked back at Carly as she shut the door and silently walked into the kitchen, Sonny close behind her.

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Cassie sat in silence as Morgan drove her back to the hotel. He had hoped she would say something, but she wasn't so he didn't push it. He had hoped that she would cool down between putting pictures up and munching on chips and cookies, but she hadn't. She seemed to have a stubborn streak going, and it wasn't helping his situation much.

He was in a bit of a rut. Cassie didn't seem to be letting go of her anger at all, and he was very close to the hotel. They were almost to Kelly's when Morgan heard a loud rumble from the other side of the car. Morgan looked over at Cassie just as she was looking up. She had a goofy grin on her face and mischief in her eyes.

"A little hungry are we," Morgan laughed.

"So what if I am," Cassie said as she folded her arms over her chest and looked out the window deciding that she wasn't going to make things easy on him.

"Well if you said yes you would hop out of this truck with me and into that diner over there where they just happen to serve food. Ever heard of that," Morgan said as he pulled into the parking lot near Kelly's.

He put the truck in park before looking over at Cassie again. She still sat silent with a look that Morgan knew all too well. She might be angry with him, but she wanted him. He could see it in her eyes as he quickly looked away from her. He unbuckled his seat belt and reached for the door.

"You coming," He asked as he hopped off the seat and onto the hard concrete of the parking lot before slamming the car door.

Cassie gave a huff as she watched Morgan walk away. He actually thought that she was going to walk after him and into the diner to eat dinner with him. Cassie unbuckled her seat belt and opened the door. She stepped out of the truck and slammed the door shut. She began to walk in the direction of the hotel when her stomach grumbled again.

"You had to do that now," Cassie said as she looked to her stomach. She shoved her hands in her pockets as she walked to the diner window and looked in.

Morgan sat at a table alone as the waitress walked up. She was a pretty girl, a little younger than Morgan. Cassie watched as Morgan laughed with the girl. It made her want to strangle someone. Morgan seemed like the reasonable answer as she watched the girl walk away.

Cassie stood at the window until the girl walked back to his table and set down a coke. The strawberry blonde put her hand on the back of the chair across from Morgan as she put all her weight on the arm and tilted her head. Cassie couldn't see the girl's expression but seeing Morgan laugh only enraged her.

Cassie took a step back from the glass of the window and smoothed the maroon red tank top she was wearing, and dusted her dark blue jeans off. She had left her purse in the truck so she didn't have to worry about it. Cassie tucked her hair behind her ear as she walked into Kelly's. She strolled over to the table unnoticed by Morgan and the girl that was until Cassie grabbed the chair that the strawberry blonde was resting on and pulled it out from under her. The blonde went stumbling back almost falling to the ground as Cassie sat in the chair.

The blonde stumbled back bumping into a table knocking a glass onto the floor. Cassie turned around at the shattering of the glass with her mouth gapped open in shock. She watched as people went to help the girl clean up the broken glass. The girl got up and walked behind the counter to dispose of the broken glass.

Morgan just glared at Cassie as she picked up his soda and took a drink. Cassie hadn't really meant to make the girl trip or anything, she just, well she wasn't sure what she had meant to do. She just didn't like the way Morgan seemed to be looking at the girl. Morgan was amused with Cassie's behavior. Did she really just make a girl trip to get her away from him?

"Can I get you something to drink," The blonde asked as she walked back to the table.

"Chocolate milkshake," Cassie spoke as she looked at the menu.

"Alright. I'll be right back with that."

"Thanks," Cassie said as she continued to read over the menu.

"You're a piece of work," Morgan said as he threw his head back and gave a laugh. "You realize that don't you."

"What," Cassie said as she looked up.

"What did you think you were doing when you walked in here," Morgan stated with a smirk.

"What are you talking about? I walked in here took a seat and she couldn't seem to keep her balance," Cassie said in an exasperated voice.

"Yeah, and you had nothing to do with that whole breaking of the glass," Morgan stated in mock agreement as the blonde returned with the milkshake.

"So can I get you two something to eat," She asked.

"Yeah. I'll have a cheese burger medium, side of fries and I would like grilled onions, and a side of ranch with that," Cassie replied as she shut her menu and reached for her milk shake.

"I'll have the same," Morgan said as he handed the menus to the girl. "Thanks Tricia."

"No problem," Tricia said as she received a glare from Cassie.

"There's nothing between us. Her mother used to work here. Maybe my mom mentioned her. Penny, Tricia is her daughter. We've been friends since we were little," Morgan couldn't help but laugh at her.

"I care why," Cassie asked as she continued to sip her milk shake.

"Well why don't you tell me," A smirking Morgan asked.

"Well aren't you just a pompous jackass," Cassie replied sweetly.

"Okay. Subject change," Morgan said as he put his hands up in defeat. "What was with my mom suddenly putting all those pictures of you and that blonde up? And who were all those other people."

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Once she was done in the bathroom she opened the door and was about to walk out when she saw that her Mother was no longer alone on the bed. Jason was sitting next to her.

Emma stood frozen in the doorway to the bathroom. Those on the bed could clearly see her if they were paying attention to her. Emma had a feeling they weren't as she watched the mound on the bed that was her mother move closer to Jason. She wanted to talk to them, both of them, but she knew her mother needed to talk to him first. When she was fully awake.

Emma slowly shut the bathroom door as quietly as she could. However it wasn't quiet enough as the door had a squeak. She had gotten the door almost shut when the loud high-pitched noise sounded causing Emma to freeze with the bathroom door open just a crack. She could hear what was happening, but was not visible to those on the bed.

Jason's head shot up as he quickly removed his hand from Courtney's face. He surveyed the Loft in hopes of seeing some indication as to where the noise came from. He wanted to make sure that Courtney was safe, alone in her house, and that noise he heard had made him think she wasn't.

Jason quickly got off the bed forgetting that Courtney was asleep. He got to the other side of the bed as he made his way to check out the bathroom before he heard it.

"Mmmmhhhhhhhhhhhmmmmmhhhhhmmmmm," The soft moan from the bed sounded causing Jason to look down in hopes of her not waking just yet. He wasn't sure if he was ready to talk to her yet.

He watched her roll into the covers again as he made his way to the bathroom door. It was open a crack as approached the door. He placed his hand on the cool metal of the door knob as he began to pull open the door.