a/n: I thought that I had posted this last night, I guess that it didn't go. Sorry about that. I hope that you enjoy the chapter.

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Chapter Eleven

Exiting the jet, Georgie squealed and broke into a sprint, jumping into Maxie's open arms. "Oh my God! I thought that you were suppose to stay in Port Charles? I missed you!"

Enveloping her baby sister into a hug, Maxie blinked back the tears that had flooded her eyes at seeing her walk onto the steps. "I missed you too! And Mac and Jason banished me here with you two." Eying Logan with distrust as he spoke with Cooper, she grimaced. "Have you been okay?"

"Yesterday was eventful, but other that, it's been fine. Anyone else sent down, or just you and Coop?"

"Just us. I think that they were worried about something happening at home and just wanted us out of the way." Linking her arm with Georgie's, she led her away from the landing strip. "We just got here about an hour before you, but damn, Georgie! It's freaking amazing here. And Francis, remember him, he met us when we landed. We are staying at Morgan's villa. It's right on the beach."

Stopping at hearing her name being called, she turned and tugged free from the hold that Maxie had on her arm. Walking over to where Logan and Coop stood with Johnny, she gave the young mobster a sweet smile. "Thank you, for everything."

"Anytime, Georgie. Just stay close to Logan and the guys that Morgan has here. You will be fine." Ignoring Logan's seething glare, he hugged the young woman that had always been a friend to him. Releasing her, he smirked at the pissed off blond. "You better take care of her, Hayes." Lifting a hand, he waved at the blond that looked dumbfounded and Coop before boarding the jet again.

Standing back with Logan's arms coming around her waist, she watched the jet start to take off minutes later. After it was in the air, she leaned back against him and sighed. "I just hope that this all works out, Logan. I'm ready to stop looking over my shoulder."

"It will, just give it time, baby doll." Seeing Coop and Maxie approaching, he sighed. "Your sister looks ready to kill me."

Jerking her head up, she recognized the building anger and rolled her eyes. Holding up a hand as Maxie opened her mouth, Georgie quickly cut her off before she could start. "Please don't start, Maxie. Nothing you say is going to change anything anyway, so don't waste your breath." Looking around, she lifted her arms. "We are in paradise. Let's just enjoy whatever time we are here together. Because trust me, this trip has been anything but calm and I would really like to enjoy it while I can."

Biting her tongue, Maxie glared at Logan but finally nodded. "Fine. Francis left a vehicle for us. Let's just get to the villa and check it out."

Exhaling, Coop rubbed his neck as he watched Maxie drag her sister toward the SUV parked across the lot. "Well, I guess Elizabeth was right. It's plain to see that you two connected at some point."

Catching the keys that Coop tossed to him, Logan looked up and shook his head with amusement. "You aren't the first to say that. Morgan and another person mentioned it. Your girl is just gonna have to deal, Coop. Georgie isn't the little girl that needs protecting by her older sister."

"As long as you treat her good, that it all I care about. Maxie will come around, in time."

Snorting, Logan clapped him on the back. "Yeah right, Coop. She freakin hates me most days. But that's fine. I don't have feelings for her. Georgie is the one that I care about. Maxie only tolerates me sometimes because of you, but I give her a couple hours before she breaks into a fit."

Hating to agree, Coop rubbed his neck. "God I hope not. She just needs to spend time with Georgie while they are here."

Sitting in the back of the SUV with Maxie glaring at her and sighing loudly, Georgie finally threw her a dirty look. "Damn it, Maxie! What the hell is your problem with Logan? You hated Dillon and every other guy too. Why can't you just let me be happy?"

"Because he is nothing but trouble, Georgie! Logan Hayes is not good enough for you!"

"Why? Because you say so? Well, guess what. I think he is, Maxie. You need to leave it alone, because you are not going to change my mind. Logan has been with me through all of this and he has done nothing except for be there for me. If he hadn't been my rock, I don't know if I could have survived this. So for me, please, just stop. I don't want to spend what time we are here fighting."

Completely disgusted with the idea of her baby sister with Logan, Maxie sniffed. Unfortunately, she could see that she was serious and not backing down this time. Seeing the guys approaching, talking with one another, she swallowed her scathing comments. "He'd better be good to you, Georgie. Otherwise I will destroy him no matter what you say."

Opening the door and ignoring the pissed blond glaring at him, Logan looked back at Georgie. "Did you need anything before we go?"

"Nope. Jason said that Elizabeth had the housekeeper stock the place. We should be all set."

Pulling up into the driveway of the villa a short while later, Logan whistled as the other three gaped. The two story house sat right on the beach and you could see the crystal blue water lapping at the sand behind the house. "Whoa. I'm shocked that Elizabeth doesn't demand to live here year round."

"Princess Purity enjoys working as a lowly nurse. Makes her feel better about being such.."

"Maxie!" Georgie glared as she opened the back door and stepped out of the vehicle. "Leave Elizabeth alone. And those lowly nurses have saved your life a time or two."

Coop tugged her arm and shot Georgie an apologetic look. "Come on. Let's go get changed and spend some time in the sun."

Waiting until they were alone, Logan turned her so that she was nestled in his arms with her head on his shoulder. "It's gonna be fine, doll. You gotta relax and enjoy this small bit of heaven that you are getting. You've been on high alert for days now."

"I'm going to try." Kissing him softly, she pulled away and winked. "Let's check this place out. Just the outside is astounding, so I can only imagine the inside."

"You and me both, doll."

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Standing on the balcony of the bedroom that she had picked out, Georgie watched as the different guards patrolled the edge of the property. While she knew that this was the safest that she had been since hearing from Lorenzo that afternoon, she was still leery of letting her guard down all the way. After the stunt that she had pulled their last night in Italy, she knew Diego would be even more determined to catch up with them. It was a thought that made her sick to her stomach.

"Georgie."

Turning to look at Maxie standing just inside the room, she blinked, causing the turbulent emotions to fade away. "Hey. You going to the beach?" she asked after seeing that she was in a red bikini, a white wrap around skirt, and had a beach slung over her shoulder.

"Yeah. I want to enjoy the sun while I can." Dropping the bag onto the floor, she sat on the bed. "I'll wait on you to get changed."

"I'm not going down right now. I'll meet you and Coop later though."

"What? You've always loved the beach, Georgie." Pouting slightly, Maxie stood and walked over to the dresser. "I'm sure that Elizabeth had you a suit sent. I found mine in the dresser."

"Maxie," exasperated, she placed her hands on her hips. "I am not going to change and go down right now. I'm not in the mood, okay."

Entering the room and walking over to the brunette, Logan immediately understood her hesitation to go down with her sister. "Sorry, Maxie, but Francis called and wants to meet with Georgie. I am taking her to his office. We will be gone for awhile. You and Coop should go ahead and relax though."

Disgusted at the way that he had wrapped his arms around Georgie's waist, Maxie choked back an insult. "Fine. But you had better be back in time for dinner together."

"I'll be sure to tell Corelli that we have a curfew and to hurry up," Logan snarked back.

"We'll try," Georgie promised, breaking into the conversation that she could see was about to get ugly.

Listening to her stomp down the stairs, Logan grimaced. He was trying to be nice to Maxie, but they had never got along. Add in that she was all pissed over him and Georgie, and she was worse than usual to deal with. "Sorry," he murmured.

"It's fine. She's been rude to you since we got here. What did Francis want? Did he say?"

"He just wants to see you, I think. He said anytime today, but I knew that she was going to keep bothering you about the beach." When her eyes dropped and she bit her bottom lip nervously, he pressed a kiss to her forehead. "Georgie girl, you are beautiful. Nothing will or can change that."

"I can't even wear a bathing suit anymore, Logan. Not in public anyway." Trembling, she listened to his steady heartbeat. "Even the one pieces show the scars."

"Baby, it's your choice, but maybe you should just explain to your sister what you are comfortable with. She loves you. That is clear."

"No! Her and Mac would freak and then become unbearble in their concern and pity."

Hating that she was hiding so much, he nodded. He understood why she was doing what she was, but it still ate at him. Hell, her entire family had no clue of the strength that she possessed. Even with all the hell that she had been through, she had not broke. Pulling back and looking down at her, he pulled her hair playfully. "Come on. We gotta get to the hotel and back before your sister locks you up. I'm amazed that the roof is still attached after the arguement about us sharing a room."

Turning slightly red, she shoved his chest. "Oh please. We've been in the same room for days now. It's not going to change just because she doesn't like the idea. Besides, her and Coop go at it like nymphos. If she can't follow what she preaches to me, she can shove it."

"Eww," he whined. "That was evil, to put that picture in my mind." Shuddering, he glared at her while she just innocently smiled and shrugged.

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Francis shut the office door and gave the young couple in front of him a once over. The teenager that he remembered was gone and in her place was a woman that blossomed into a beauty. Turning to the blond haired man, he nodded in greeting as he observed the protective way that his hand stayed at the small of her back. The immediate knowledge that he would do whatever necessary gave Francis a sense of relief. He had worried about the youngest Jones girl being sent out with just him in the beginning.

"You look happy here, Francis. Probably not as messy," she teased from the chair that she had sat in.

"I'm getting old, Georgie. I'll leave the messes to the younger crowd." Leaning against the edge of his desk, he rubbed a hand over the back of his neck. "I spoke with O'Brien earlier. His girl had a thought that Jason wants us to check out."

"Umm, okay," she hedged.

Sensing her discomfort, he gave her a comforting smile before going on. "First thing first. Think carefully before answering for me, kid." Getting her nod, he looked at her hands and neck. "Your necklace, the rings, and the bracelet. Who gave them to you and how long ago?"

Confused, she wrinkled her brow, not catching the way that Logan's eyes narrowed. "Um, the rings were my mom's. I've had them since I spent the summer in Texas, about four or five years I guess. The bracelet was a present from Mac this last Christmas. And the necklace," she fingered the angel, "was a gift from Sage the year before she died. I got it for my birthday." Noticing his face darken and the curse that Logan muttered, she looked between the two. "What? How does any of this matter?"

Unclasping the gold chain without a word, Logan handed it over to the larger man. When he heard Georgie gasp as he shattered the angel with a paper weight, Francis gave her an apologetic look before picking up a small chip. Holding it in the palm of his hand, he saw Logan immediately close his eyes while Georgie just looked confused.

"W-what is that?" she demanded with a shakey voice.

"It's an advance GPS tracking chip. It's how he always found you so soon. My guess is that you wear it even the shower?"

Blinking, she nodded. "Yeah. I haven't taken it off since Sage died. But..."

"So the water from the shower hurt it just enough that it takes awhile to transmit her location. Giving us just enough time because we never stayed in the same place too long." Logan blew out a frustrated breath as Georgie just sat there, pale and silent. "But why would Sage give her that?"

"Julia, O'Brien's fiance, thought that maybe Diego had slipped a GPS unit into a piece of jewelry while you two were still friends, Georgie." Hating to see her eyes so bleak, Francis shattered the devise that he held in his fingers. "The obsession that he has with you, it didn't develop overnight. Our best guess is that it goes back to when he helped Luke's girl break you and the Quartermaine kid up. And it probably just got worse over time."

Snapping out of her silence, she stood and walked over to the window, keeping her back to them. "Jesus, Francis! That was years ago. We just high school kids." Feeling her stomach lurch, she leaned her head against the cool glass. "Are you saying that he could have been aware of where I was all these years?"

"Well, since Sage gave you that necklace, yes."

Seeing her start to slide down the wall, Logan stood and wrapped an arm around her waist, supporting her as shivers racked her body. "How certain are you that he cannot get on the island?"

"Coming in by plane, it would be almost impossible." Looking away from the fear in her brown eyes, Francis focused instead on the anger on the face of Logan. It was easier to see an emotion that he was comfortable with reflecting back at him. "But by private boat, it could be done. Jason assumed, as we all did, that the secret location of the island would be enough to make it hard for him to follow. But by tomorrow, Diego will have the coordinates here."

"Damn it!" Jerking away from Logan, Georgie slammed her hand against the wall. "I can't keep running, Francis. I want my life back! I don't want to always be afraid, looking over my shoulder and steering clear of the shadows!"

"I know, kid, and we are going to end this. Zacchara's uncle and Max's dad are delaying Diego enough to give the guys a chance to get here. It will end here, Georgie. I promise you that. But we are sending your sister and Julia's son back tomorrow morning. Unfortunately, you have to stay."

"What?" Logan hissed. "No fuckin way!"

"He's right, Lo," she whispered, touching his arm soothingly. "If I am not here, he will not show himself. It has to end. I won't run anymore."

Hearing the finality in her voice, Logan pulled her into his arms and met the eyes of the man behind the desk that stared right back at him. "Fine," he spat, anger rolling off of him. "But I am staying with her every step of the way. She is not leaving my sight from here on out."

"Jason said as much. I sent guys to get Maxie and Barrett from the villa. I put you each in a penthouse for tonight. Until Jason, O'Brien, and Zacchara land, you are to stay here. Our guards are on high alert and know what to do if he should get here first." Dropping his eyes to the young woman that still looked like she was battling back her shock, he gave her a gentle look. "Georgianna, we will end this. Now that we know that he will come here, we have the advantage."

Not daring to believe, she just nodded while clinging to Logan. They all underestimated how driven and diabolical that Diego truely was. But that was a mistake that Georgie had learned and never forgot. Nothing was certain when he was involved.