AN:

Dude. Seriously. I honestly had every intention of finishing this ages ago. Life on the other hand is a cold cruel bitch. NaNo as expected was a pain in my rear end. That I could have handled but BOTH my parents had health issues come up during Nov as well. Not to mention Thanksgiving. Next thing I know Christmas is like a week away. Sighh. The upside this one in finally complete. I hope you've enjoyed my take on this movie as much as I enjoyed writing it.

~Kelly~

Part Four

"And you know the rest." Mr. Craig finished almost dejectedly.

"I have to admit for one I'm thankful for Officer Spencer's stupidity." Mac said looking at the odd assortment of people. "It may have saved some of your lives. Now who did it?"

That simple question caused everyone to start arguing and pointing fingers. This was going to get them nowhere. Mac should just lock them all up until the forensics came back. Steven promised it wouldn't take more than a few hours. Like everyone else the doctor was anxious for this night to be over.

"It's simple," Mr. Craig said loudly enough to stop everyone from talking. "whoever killed Mr. Corinthos also wanted his accomplices dead."

"Is that so?"

"The cook worked for one of them. It's how Mr. Corinthos got his information. The same with Maxine."

Mac took a moment to process what Craig was saying. He reluctantly had to admit that it made sense. "I'm going to guess she worked for Ms. Benson."

"Yes but there's more to it than that. Mr. Cassadine was one of her customers and so was Mrs. McCall's husband."

"Well I know that Officer Spencer was on Ms Benson's payroll. What about the other two? Who knew the motorist?" the police commissioner demanded to know.

"I did." Mr. Cassadine admitted after a moment. "He used to be my driver. Logan knew about some corners I cut on a few defense contracts. That's what Mr. Corinthos was blackmailing me with."

"I knew the girl." Dr. Drake confessed next. "Robin was a patient of mine and we had an affair. It's how I lost my license. How did the murder know about them all? I have to admit I guessed it was Robin who informed on me but I had no idea about the rest until tonight."

A chorus of agreements followed. "So which of you killed them?"

"None of us killed Mr. Corinthos or the cook. It was the one person who wasn't with us. Maxine." Craig told the group smugly.

"What motive did she have?"

"She was acting under orders from the person who later killed her. Ms Benson."

"That's a lie." the woman immediately denied not that anyone was surprised by it.

"You used her the way you always used her. You killed the motorist when we split up." he accused happy to pint the finger at the blonde.

"How could I know about the secret passage?" Ms. Benson countered almost immediately

"Easy Maxine told you."

"You have no proof." she spat back at the man.

"No but the cops will."

As if on cue Dr. Steven Webber appeared on the edge of the group holding several folders. Mac knew it was too soon for DNA or even fingerprints. It made him wonder what was in those folders. "GSR results are done." Steven said as if read the commissioner's mind. "I thought you might want those first."

"Thanks Steven. Can you tell me the results of Ms Benson's test."

"Negative. Her skin and cloths. Would you like the rest?" he asked only slightly curious about what was going on. Steven knew he had a long night of processing evidence especially if no one confessed. While he was curious he was also anxious to finish some time before dawn.

"Not yet but thanks for bringing them up." Mac said taking the folders. He had just realized something important only the person who killed Robin Scorpio would have a positive GSR test. He would have at least one murder solved. It was better than nothing at this point. "Nice try Mr. Craig. Any other theories?"

"How about this?" the British man said not in the least phased by being proved wrong. "The cook used to be Mrs. Davis's cook. She was the person missing when Alice and Mr. Corinthos were murdered. Her fatal mistake was at dinner. Mrs. Davis said we were having one of her favorite meals and I truly doubt monkey's brains is popular in Port Charles."

"Why would I have murdered the others?" Mrs. Davis asked trying to sound casual.

"Obviously in case Mr. Corinthos told them about you."

"Mrs. Davis do you have a defense?" Mac asked the jittery woman.

"He has no proof." she aid echoing Ms. Benson's earlier statement.

"She makes a good point especially since her GSR test came back clean as well." The group continued to glare at each other with the exception of Mr. Quartermaine. The blonde had been nearly silent all night. "Care to share you're theory Mr. Quartermaine?"

"They all did it. First Dr. Drake pretended that Mr. Corinthos was dead that's how he was able to kill him later."

"That's right he was the person missing in the kitchen." Ms. Benson exclaimed pointing her finger at Dr. Drake. "But he was with us in the billiard room when we found Maxine screaming. If that's when the cook was killed how'd he do it."

"I didn't." he denied ignoring the accusation about Mr. Corinthos.

"You don't expect us to believe that do you." Mrs. Davis sneered at the doctor.

"You should Mrs. Davis after all you killed the cook. We've already agreed that she was the person missing when the cook was killed. Mr. Cassadine recognized the motorist that's why he suggested we split up."

"That's incredible." Mrs. McCall commented half to herself.

"Not as incredible as what happened next." Mr. Quartermaine said with serious look on his face. "After we split up again Mrs. McCall turned off the lights and killed Maxine. You were jealous of your husband's affair that why you killed him too."

"Yes I killed Maxine." Mrs. McCall admitted almost proud of what she had done. "I hated her so much."

"While Maxine was being killed Ms. Benson seized the opportunity and hit the cop over the head with a lead pipe."

Ms. Benson gasped with shock. "Who are you Perry Mason?"

"So it must have been you who shot the girl." Dr. Drake mused knowing he was the only possible suspect.

"I didn't do it." he immediately denied to the group. It was obvious the man was agitated by the suggestion.

"Well there's nobody else left."

"But I didn't do it." Mr. Quartermaine denied yet again.

Mac watched as the man stood and move slightly away from the group. He felt relief when the younger man seemed to calm down after a few moments. "Is that your official statement Mr. Quartermaine?"

"Yes it is."

The police commissioner glanced at the rest of the files. He was more than ready to wrap up this mess. "He's right at least about not killing the girl."

"So who shot her?" the group asked almost in unison.

However it was Mr. Quartermaine and not Mac who answered the question. "Mr. Craig shot her."

"But why?"

"Because he's the blackmailer." he said calmly enjoying the shock on everyone's face.

Dr. Drake couldn't help himself from asking,"So who did I kill?"

"My butler." Craig said pulling a small pistol out and pointing in at Mac's head. "He was expendable just like all of you. You saved me a lot of trouble by disposing of my network of informants. Now there's no evidence against me."

"You were going to go on blackmailing us all."

"Of course. I should have know that stupid cop would screw things up."

"Lucky was a pain in the ass that way." the commissioner said momentarily distracting Craig with his bluntness. A second later there was a single shot followed by the sound of Craig's body hitting the floor. "Damn it Morgan. What have I told you about shooting people in the squad room?"

"Sorry Commissioner. It was reflex."

"Yeah and that's the third time you've used that excuse." Mac stated clearly not by the overused excuse.

"Wait you're a cop?"

"Yes. Unlike the rest of you the real Mr. Quartermaine came to us, well Detective Morgan, about the blackmail." the commissioner said pointedly to the suspects crowding his squad room. "The party tonight seemed like our best chance to end things."

"AJ was worried our parents would find out. I don't why but I couldn't convince him to be honest."

"Go home Morgan. I know your wife has probably heard what happened tonight."

"Probably Steven has a big mouth." he agreed thinking of his brother in law. Working with family could be a pain in the ass. "I'll be back first thing in the morning to fill out the paperwork."

Thankfully the Morgan residence was dark and quiet when Jason arrived home. At least he knew Elizabeth wasn't up pacing the floors again. It was a habit she begin when they first dated and continued every time Jason went undercover. Thankfully he didn't do undercover as much as he used to. Of course this last assignment was only supposed to last a few days not six months. At least it was finally over.

"How did it go?" an expected voice asked from the living room when shut the door.

"You're blackmailer is dead and half of Port Charles is in jail." Jason said trying not to laugh at the absurdity If he hadn't been there he probably wouldn't believe it happened.

"That's unexpected." AJ admitted nervously. The truth was he was glad all this was over. "Not the guy being dead but the rest."

"I figured Steven would have called Elizabeth by now." the younger man said glancing the stairs to the second floor.

"Yeah he did. Actually I think that's why she went off to bed."

"Thanks for staying. I hate leaving Elizabeth and the boys like this."

AJ shrugged uncomfortable with his part in this current mess. "This is my fault. If I had just been honest none of this would have happened."

"Maybe. You know you're going to have to tell them right?" Jason gently warned his older brother. The media had already gotten a hold of the story and he knew it would be all over the news tomorrow. Thankfully he didn't plan to leave the house. Mac was just going to have to wait for that statement.

"Mom knows. I told her before coming over tonight."

"How'd it go?"

"To be honest it was a relief. She suspected but didn't want to say anything."

"Good. If the old man gives you any trouble let me know."

"He always did like you best."

"Yeah well now he likes Cam best." Jason said with a laugh. For some reason he oldest son, Cameron, and Edward had become very close. They were like two peas in a pod. It made everyone but Elizabeth nervous. Of course his wife could see the good in anyone and that included Edward Quartermaine.

"Go on up." AJ insisted heading for the front door. It didn't take a genius to figure out that's where Jason wanted to be. Their talk could wait.

Minutes after AJ left and Jason had doubled checked the house he stood at the boys' doorway. He still didn't understand why Cam insisted they share a room. Only that doing so made the little boy happy. Elizabeth had laughed and called him a sucker when he finally gave in. That was of course after she admitted Cam was more stubborn than both of them.

A quick glance into the train themed room reassured him both boys were indeed asleep. Now if he could only get so lucky with their mother. After a quick shower Jason slipped into bed. This was one of the things he missed most about being undercover. There was something about being in Elizabeth his arms that made everything else fade away.

"So are you going to tell me your side of the story or should I wait for the papers?" she asked trying to smother a giggle. When Jason groaned she gave up and started to laugh.

"Who called you Mac or Steven?" he asked when Elizabeth finally settled back down. Jason found it difficult to be angry with anyone with Elizabeth in his arms. Which is probably what she had in mind.

"Both. It seems they felt the need to tell me about your, how did Mac put it, inappropriate behavior."

"Inappropriate? The guy had a gun to Mac's head." Jason said in his own defense. What was he supposed to do let the guy kill Mac?

"So you shot him in the squad room?"

"Of course."

Elizabeth huffed and rolled her eyes. There were times she couldn't believe the things Jason said. "Only you would make that sound completely reasonable. One day Mac isn't going to let it slide."

"Then I'll stay home with you and the boys."

"Pfft. You'd die of boredom with in a week." she said before suddenly getting serious. "How did things go really?"

"Not as well as I hoped. Things got completely out of hand for awhile. A lot of people died to night."

"I'm sorry."

"Me too", he agreed pulling Elizabeth close. This exactly what he had wanted all night. "but it over now."

"How is AJ taking things?" she asked worried about her brother-in-law more than anyone at the moment. The two of them had become good friends over the years.

"I think he feels guilty about the whole thing."

"Poor guy. Maybe we should invite him and Cruz to dinner. Since it's not a secret anymore."

"Maybe." Jason said brushing off the idea. He'd deal with AJ tomorrow along with the rest of the world. "Right now I'm more worried about how I've neglected my wife the last few months."

"You have a point. I've been lonely without you." she admitted pouting up at her husband.

Jason placed a soft kiss to her nose. He had missed her, missed this. "That must have been terrible for you."

"Awful. Care to make it up to me?" she asked pressing her mouth to his.

He eagerly responded to his wife's actions. The night's horrors faded away leaving only the pleasure Elizabeth was creating.

~THE END~