All right Chrissyfan, another scene for you in this chapter. I hope I did it justice :D

Chapter 42- The Memory to Nowhere

"Danny, do you want play in the yard with Willow and Scout this morning?" Sam asked as she poured milk over Scout's Cheerios.

"No," he said simply.

Willow frowned and scooped some Cheerios into her mouth.

"Mommy, that's too much milk!" Scout pouted.

"Sorry, sweetie. I guess it'll be a little soggy today." She turned back to Danny. "Well, your dad and I are going to paint Scout's room today. Would you like to help us?"

"No," Danny responded as he moved his spoon in a circular motion through his cereal.

"I want new cereal!" Scout crossed her arms. "I don't like it soggy!"

Sam sighed. "Well that was the end of the box. Do you want mine?"

Scout shook her head. "There's still too much milk!"

"Do you want toast or eggs instead?"

"No! I want Cheerios!"

"Okay, well Mommy will pour some of the milk out all right?"

"No! No! No!" Scout kicked the leg of the table. "It's already too soggy!"

"You know, Scout," Willow set her spoon down and leaned closer to Scout. "I don't much like milk or soggy cereal either. But, once the cereal gets mixed in with the milk, it makes the milk extra yummy because all the yummy goodness from the cereal goes into the milk."

Scout scratched her chin. "Really?"

"Well, I think so," Willow said. "You won't know unless you try."

Scout scooped some on her spoon and put it in her mouth, then she grinned. "I taste it! I taste the yummy goodness!"

Sam smiled at them. "I think your big sister knows what she's talking about."

"Do Anna and Elsa like milk on their cereal?"

"Probably," Willow said. "I bet all the princesses do."

Scout sat up straighter and ate more of her cereal.

Sam turned back to Danny. "Buddy, Uncle Lucas is working today, and your dad and I will be busy painting. I think you'd have a lot of fun outside with your sisters."

Danny pushed his bowl away from him and stood up. "I need to study." He zoomed out of the kitchen.

Sam sighed. "Scout, go grab your sunhat and I'll get the sunscreen."

"Okay, Mommy." Scout ran out of the kitchen but then they heard crying.

Sam exchanged a look with Willow then they followed Scout's cries to the living room.

Scout was on the floor cradling her knee. "Mommy!"

"What happened?" Sam knelt beside her.

A small red spot was on Scout's knee. "I bumped into the coffee table."

"Awe, well that must have really hurt," Sam said. "Want Mommy to kiss it better?"

Scout stuck out her lower lip and nodded.

Sam leaned forward and kissed her knee. "All better?"

"Yeah."

Sam pulled her into her arms and rubbed her back. She looked up and Willow was watching them. Her cheeks were flushed, and she looked sullen. Then she moved towards the bathroom. "I'll get the sunscreen."

GHGHGH

"I swear, that girl has a new favourite colour every week." Sam laughed as she and Drew painted Scout's wall green.

"She's very indecisive," Drew said. "I wonder where she gets that from."

"And Danny's the opposite. All he ever wants to do is study or go see Cam and Jake."

"I saw Elizabeth this morning when I went to visit Jason."

"Oh?" Sam said.

"Andre's doing her procedure, and he wants to do mine tomorrow."

"Well, Lucas is working tomorrow, and Willow has to go to the school. All the teachers have to set up before school starts… I can see if my mom can watch the kids so I can be there for your procedure."

"I'd like that."

Sam smiled.

"But not more than I'd like this!" He smeared some paint across her cheek with his brush.

"Ohh…" Sam blushed and laughed. "You sneaky little…" She splattered some paint in his hair.

Drew squinted his eyes and pursed his lips, then he dipped his brush back into the pail. "You'll pay for that."

Sam ran to the other side of the room, but he chased after her and plastered some paint on the back of her shirt. She giggled and turned around, streaking paint across his forehead. She turned to run again but he slipped his arms around her waist scooping her up off the ground.

"I ain't letting you get away again," Drew said.

She hoisted herself around in his arms and they locked eyes. They gazed at each other for several seconds before she placed her hands on his cheeks and leaned forward pressing her lips to his.

He kissed back, then pulled away, pressing his forehead to hers. "I've missed this. I've missed us. I've missed you."

Sam's eyes started to well up. "I've missed you too." Then she pulled out of his embrace. "We shouldn't do this though."

"Why not?"

"I want you… I really do." Sam pushed away some tears with the back of her hand. "Even more so since I had my procedure. But you need to have yours done too. You need to remember everything first. And then decide if you want me too."

GHGHGH

"I'm fine, I really am," Willow said as she and Sam got on the elevator at the hospital.

"Patrick just wants to do a follow-up, make sure you're good to go back to work tomorrow," Sam said.

"But school isn't starting yet, I'll just be setting up the classroom."

"It's just a precaution."

The elevator door opened and when they stepped off, Jason was sitting in his wheelchair, staring out the window. Jason's head turned and Elizabeth was standing at the end of the hall, face pale, but a new softness in her eyes.

Elizabeth stood there for several seconds before slowly walking over to Jason.

"Elizabeth…" Jason said softly.

Elizabeth breathed in deeply then exhaled slowly. "The kiss at Vista Point, the Charlie Brown tree, my splinter at the studio, the motorcycle rides, the wind…" Her eyes started to well with tears. "The night we conceived Cameron…"

"And we always ended up at nowhe—"

Elizabeth touched his cheeks and leaned forward kissing him. He ran his hands through her hair not pulling away from her.

Sam turned to Willow. "Let's go find Patrick."

GHGHGH

Willow sat on the table as Patrick checked her over. "No vomiting or dizziness?"

Willow shook her head. "No, I feel fine."

Patrick nodded. "Then I think you're good to go back to work. But if you do show any of those symptoms be sure to come back."

"Thank you, Patrick," Sam said as Patrick left, then she smiled at Willow. "That's good news."

Willow hopped off the table. "Yeah, I can't wait to get back to work."

"What grade will you be teaching?"

"Second this time. I'm glad I won't have to deal with Nina again. She kept trying to get me fired."

"Because you spoke up about Charlotte and Aiden?"

Willow nodded. "Charlotte is such a bright girl, but I feel so bad for her. Nina has been a terrible influence on her. She really thinks the world belongs to her and that she's the most special person in the room because Nina taught her that."

"Well, if Nina ever gives you a hard time again let me know and I'll give her a good smacking."

Willow chuckled. "I'm sure Valentin has had a big influence on her too."

Sam rolled her eyes. "I wish he wasn't my uncle…"

Willow's eyes grew wide. "We're related to them!?"

"Yeah… he's my mother's half-brother."

"So, Charlotte's your first cousin?"

Sam nodded.

"And we're Cassadines?"

"Unfortunately, but we don't really associate with them. Just Nikolas and Spencer a bit, but not much."

Willow gawked at her. "So, when you said evil step-grandmother—?"

"Helena Cassadine… wife of Mikkos… but she's dead now. Trust me… my mom is the good Cassadine."

As they headed back to the elevators, Elizabeth was now on Jason's lap stroking his hair.

"I want to tell Cameron," Elizabeth said. "Maybe I can bring him by tomorrow, and we can tell him together."

Jason smiled. "I'd like that."