Tess woke up in Nash's arms, his warmth surrounding her. She truly loved this man, someone who had put her first above all else. She gently removed his arm from around her and got up off the couch. As she looked at, she knew she was nothing but trouble for him.

"I can't do this to you Nash," Tess said as she went to his desk and took out a piece of paper and pen and started to write.

"Dear Nash," Tess said aloud. Once finished, she got up and went to the door and as she turned and looked back at Nash, asleep on the couch, she quickly left the apartment with tears in her eyes and once somewhat composed, she took her cell out and dialed.

"Hey it's me, look I'm in trouble as usual. I need a place to stay. Can I come stay with you? Thank you Nikolas, no I have money to get there. See you in awhile," Tess said as she quickly left the apartment and the city.

An hour later, Nash was starting to wake up from a dream where Tess and him were taking their child, a boy roller blading through the park. As he reached for Tess, his hand only encoutered nothing. He quickly opened his eyes and jumped up looking for Tess.

"Tess?" Nash said as he went to the bathroom thinking she might be sick, but nothing. "Damn it!" Nash said as he grabbed his shoes and was reaching for his keys when he saw a piece of paper on his desk. He grabbed it and started to read.

"Dear Nash, I'm sorry for coming into your life and screwing it up. It seems that's all I do these days. You being in my life changed me. You made me care for someone other than myself. You made me care for our baby, but I'm no good for you. All I do is hurt you and I can't hurt you anymore. Please don't follow me, I wish you nothing but happiness in the future. A future I know you'll be better off without me. Nash, go to California, open your vineyard. I know one day you'll make it. I have one request on the day of your opening, I ask for a toast. I know I have no right to, but I will anyway. I love you Nash, that's the honest truth. Tess." Nash said as he angrily crumbled up the paper and threw it. He was upset Tess had walked out of his life again. He didn't have all the answers but he did know one thing. He was put on this earth for Tess and him for her and he was going to have a vineyard one day and would toast to her, but she and their child would be there with him. He grabbed his keys and left his apartment to search the city, search it high and low until he found her.

He went to the train station and asked all the operators if they remember seeing her, none of them had. He went to a nearby cafe and asked if anybody had seen her and none of them had. He just didn't think she would return to Llanview, so he went back to the station and sat down and looked at a picture he had "stolen" from the Buchanans of his Tess. As he was sitting there, a man sat down beside him. Nash barely looked at him as he continued to look at his Tess.

"Quite the looker she is," the man said. "Yeah," Nash said not looking at him. "Jessica or Tess, whichever you want to call her, is quite a person," the man said.

"Wait, you know her?" Nash said as Nash finally really looked at him. He was what could be best called a bumb. "Sure, I've known her for years. Imagine my surprise to see her here today," the man said.

"She was here! When, where did she go?" Nash asked.

"Oh, I would say she's already on Spoon Island by now," the man said.

"Spoon Island, where is that?" Nash asked.

"Oh, it's in a place called Port Charles. It's a tiny island off the mainland," the man said.

"Thank you. I have to find her," Nash said as he started to dig for some money to give the man. "Sonny keep your money. I've got lots more than you have on you, but now getting on Spoon Island will be quite the challenge," the man said.

"Why's that?" Nash asked.

"Cause it's probably got guards all over the place by now," the man said.

"Wait, why would she go there? Whose island is it?" Nash asked.

"It's a friend of hers, an old friend, Nikolas Cassadine's," the man said with a look of experasation. "Who are you?" Nash asked.

"Where are my manners? Hello Nash Brennan, I'm Luke Spencer," Luke said as he put his hand out.