"Sam, Sweetie, its 6 o'clock on Friday night! What are you still doing here?"

"Oh, I just re-scripting the Java and updating some links…" Sam pulls herself away from the screen, and pushes her hair out of her face. She smiles at her employer. "I love the new gowns Chloe, I can't believe my wedding dress is going to be a Chloe Morgan exclusive! How cool is that?"

"And why aren't you and your fiancé out having fun?"

"Oh, he had some last minute meeting again." Sam sighs. "If he wasn't so gorgeous and sweet and sexy, I'd drop his ass."

"Please don't tell me, you aren't going to do anything fun on a Friday, just because Jason's tied up." Chloe raises an eyebrow.

"Oh, no, I'm going to have fun, I'm meeting Em and Liz at The Cellar in a while, did you say it was 6?"

"I did…about 10 minutes ago…" Chloe teases. "Go home…"

The theme to Buffy the Vampire Slayer fills the room and Sam grabs her offending cell. "This is Sam…Oh, hi Mom…I am not disappointed." Sam rolls her eyes at Chloe. "The invitations? Um, well we haven't really decided about the wording yet…. No Mom, I'm not getting cold feet. You're the one who's anti-marriage, not me. Mom, Chloe needs to talk to me for a minute, can we talk about this tomorrow? Yes, I'll be home, but not till pretty late. Okay, bye, love you."

"Spending the weekend with your Mom?"

"Well, she would say I'm spending the weekend with her washing machine, but yeah." Sam shuts down her lap top and stuffs it into its case. "I can work on this a little this weekend if you want…I've only got about another hour or two of coding."

"There's not a rush, so if you have other stuff on your plate, it can wait." Chloe smiles, and walks Sam to the door. "Go have fun…and be nice to your mother."

"So, what did you find out?" Em leans in to block out the noise.

"Yeah, spill…" Liz adds.

"You won't believe this…" Sam pulls out a leather bound notebook, and opens it to the middle. "I found it last weekend at Wyndemere, it was in a box of mom's stuff in the attic."

"Is that her diary?" Emily exclaims. "Sam you can't read another person's diary!"

"Hey, I wouldn't do it if she'd just tell me." Sam objects. She felt a little guilty about this, but 21 years of asking the same question and getting the same answer 'I'll tell you when the time is right' had pushed her past the point of no return.

"Em, it's like a hundred years old…it doesn't count." Liz argues.

"How do you figure that? Alexis is still alive and still has a right to privacy."

"Yeah, well I have a right to know who my Dad is…and she won't tell me, so all bets are off." Sam fingers the satin ribbon acting as a bookmark.

"So does she say who he is?"

"Not exactly." Sam hedges. "It seems I have 3 different candidates."

"No way!"

"Alexis Davis was a player?"

"Ew, don't go there…Don't ever go there…but yeah I guess she was."

"So….who?"

"Well there is Malcolm 'Mac' Scorpio…he lives in Australia, he's married with a couple of kids…"

"How the heck do you know that?"

"It's called Google, Liz, you should try it some time." Emily shakes her head. "Who else."

"Lorenzo Alcazar. He's a banker or something…"

"Yeah he is…he's the head of Bank Venezuela…he does business with my Grandfather all the time…Sam, he's gorgeous."

Sam smiles…"Yeah, I saw a couple of pics…I can totally see Mom falling for him."

"Really? I can't see your mom falling for anyone." Liz muses.

"Shut up Liz." Sam and Emily say at the same time.

"Fine, who's behind door number 3?"

"That's Michael Corinthos."

"Wait, Sonny Corinthos? Isn't he like Jason's boss?"

"One in the same."

"Have you met him?" Liz asks.

"No, he's based in Puerto Rico. Jason goes every couple of months, but he's never invited me along."

"So how are you going to figure out which one it is?"

"Well, don't yell at me Em. I might have e-mailed them."

"But with the possible exception of Sonny, none of them have ever heard of you." Liz reasons.

"Yeah…that's why I used my mom's account."

"SAM."

"I asked you not to yell at me." Sam scolds.

"Oh my god, this is so great…what did you say? Or what did Alexis say? And have you heard back from any of them?"

"Well, Alexis wrote and said that she's been thinking about them a lot lately and was hoping they could get together and talk about old times."

"All four of them?"

"No, Liz. I sent separate messages, they just all basically said the same thing."

"And…"

"And they all said they'd come…" Sam grinned. "they'll all be in Port Charles sometime next week!"