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Keesha heard the front door close and seconds later, the cabinets were being opened and closed in the kitchen. She turned over and attempted breathing and meditation exercises to get her mind to shut down so she could finally sleep. All last night, or rather early this morning, Keesha's mind had been replaying everything Nene had said since she had found her father and brother.

She couldn't believe that Courtney's father was Mike Corbin and the overprotective, chef of a brother that Courtney loved, yet wanted to strangle at times was mobster Michael "Sonny" Corinthos, Jr. Nene's nephew/ex-step-son was AJ's son, Michael; and the craziest of craziest things, Carly was the trusted friend and sister-in-law. She gave up on the exercises and sat up. Pulling her knees up, she rested her chin on the tops of them.

She had always said she saw a lot of herself in Courtney, but for them to both fall in love with the same guys? AJ and Jason, Keesha sighed. AJ stalked Courtney. She shook her head. It was a good thing she didn't find out about it until after it was all over or she would have come up here and- -. She didn't even want to think about what she would have done to AJ and his hired thug Coleman for terrorizing her best friend. She wondered if her loyalties would have been torn between the man she once loved or tried desperately to love and her best friend and play sister.

But now that she knew all the players, she could see the stalking as typical AJ behavior. He felt guilty because he married Courtney to get back at Sonny for stealing Michael away from him. Delight that Courtney actually loved him faults and all, then insecurity and inferiority that she could know both him and Jason, and yet still choose him. She shook her head; she had hoped that AJ had matured over the years. What was the saying the more things change, the more they stay the same? How sad that this whole mess could all be pinpointed back to Carly's lie that Jason was the father of her baby. Ugh! That evil skank probably doesn't even realize the repercussions that her lie still continues to make.

Keesha ran her fingers through her hair, twisting a loose strand. Enough about the skank, what was she going to do? She should have followed her first mind and never have come here, but it was too late for regret now. Now was a time for action. A cowardly voice advised her to not leave the apartment until the wedding, and then leave town immediately. With that course of action, she could pretend that she didn't know Jason or that they were ever involved.

But in order for that to work, she would have to trust Jason, Sonny, and Mike to keep their mouths shut, which she was sure they would do. But Carly, like always would be the loose cannon. One little thing Sonny or Jason said or did or didn't say or do and she would shoot her mouth off. Of course, she would be apologetic after the damage was done like she usually was. So no that wasn't a viable option.

Keesha laid back in the bed and snuggled under the covers. How was she going to tell her best friend, the woman who looked up to her, that Jason had been her lover first? And in a perfect world, she and Jason would have been married for years now. He would be a doctor working at GH along side his parents. They would have had one, maybe two kids. And now in the real world, Courtney wanted that life. She couldn't let that happen. Courtney deserved better than being a mobster's wife. To constantly be on your guard, to constantly be surrounded by guards, what kind of life was that?

She knew she would be facing an uphill battle convincing Nene of that. Every since she could remember, Courtney wanted a family to belong to; one that included more than just herself and that horrible, selfish woman that Courtney called "Mom". Now Nene had that. She had a father, a brother, a sister-in-law, a nephew, another niece or nephew on the way, and a baby of her own coming. Courtney was living her dream and it would be made complete with her marriage to Jason. But she had to try and make Courtney see reason. While Nene couldn't help that she was related to a mob boss, she could stop herself from being related and married to the mob.

As Keesha was lying in the bed going over the best way to handle the situation, Courtney opened the door to Keesha's room, after a soft knock.

"Good morning." Courtney walked in with a breakfast tray full of food.

"Good morning," Keesha replied in the same cheerful tone Courtney had used. By the sound of her voice, Keesha hoped this meant that Jason hadn't said anything to Courtney yet about her relationship with Jason Quartermaine. She knew Courtney would think she was splitting hairs about her relationship with Jason Quartermaine as opposed to Jason Morgan. But to Keesha there was a big difference; they were two totally different and separate people.

Nene had accomplished something that she never had, get Jason Morgan to love her. Maybe if she hadn't pushed, but that was all behind her now. Her immediate goal was to save Courtney and in order to do that she had to talk to Mr. Morgan.

"Keesha, hello!"

Keesha came out of her thoughts to find Courtney sitting beside her, nibbling on a piece of bacon, and a breakfast tray across her lap.

"I hear you, Nene. I'm sitting right next to you."

"You were deep in thought. What's going on in that head of yours?" Courtney asked continuously stealing food off of Keesha's plate.

"Is this food for you or me?" she inquired as she slapped Courtney's hand away from her plate.

"Hey, I'm eating for two now." Courtney cried.

"Oh, please," Keesha replied before biting into her luscious pancakes. "I hope I'm not going to be hearing that lame excuse for the next seven months."

Courtney stole another piece of bacon and corrected her best friend, "Actually just five and a half months."

Pausing mid-bite, she turned and looked at Courtney. She swallowed quickly and exclaimed, "What?"

Courtney nodded and grabbed her hand laying it on the slightly rounded stomach. Keesha was amazed. She had never been this close to the miracle of life before. Her few close friends were just starting to look for husbands, much less having a kid. The extended family members, who she saw every two years at family reunions, weren't close enough for her to touch their growing bellies. Suddenly everything became real. Her Nene was going to have a baby. She kissed her on the cheek and handed her the extra fork. They chatted quietly about the baby and the wedding as they finished off the breakfast Courtney had made.

Every second of their conversation reaffirmed why she had to stop this wedding. The baby. The baby deserved and was entitled to more from life than living in fear of mob threats, impending mob wars and playing at the park with undercover bodyguards.

She prayed Courtney's love for this baby was stronger than her love for Jason. Keesha turned and noticed Courtney was lying against the pillows.

"Nene, I'm going to take these dishes into the kitchen," she whispered as she eased out of bed and picked up the tray.

With her eyes at half-mast, Courtney mumbled, "No, leave it. I'll get to in a sec."

She grinned as Courtney closed her eyes again. "No, it's the least I can do for such a wonderful breakfast."

Courtney grunted as Keesha walked out of the room. When she returned, Courtney had pulled the covers over herself and was lightly snoring. She stood in the doorway and watched her. Nene looked so innocent and unaffected by the harshness and cruelty of the world, in her sleep.

She had been like that when she first came to Port Charles. Even with her uncle's murder hanging over her family's head, she had been untouched when she had first arrived in town. She wanted Nene to maintain her innocence. Keesha opened her suitcase and searched for the perfect outfit to wear to meet Jason Morgan.