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Five

Jason walked into Sonny's hospital room. He needed to get out of his own place, away from Spinelli, away from reminders. If he knew Sonny, he was probably feeling the same way about his hospital room. He was surprised to find him not only sitting still, but not arguing with anyone.

"What's up?" Jason asked walking in. "I got your message."

Sonny held out the Polaroid photo to him. "Did you leave this here?" he asked. Jason shook his head as he looked at the unfamiliar photo of his sister. "Is this something I should be worried about?" Sonny asked.

"I don't think so."

"Jason, someone came into my room in the middle of the night and left a really old photo of Emily. One that neither of us has ever seen. Zacchara may be gone, but that doesn't mean there isn't a threat."

"Your job right now is to get better so you can go see your boys. Let me worry about this," Jason said.

"So you think there could be reason to think something else is going on?" Sonny questioned as Kate walked into the room.

"What's going on?" she asked.

"Nothing. Get Sonny to relax," Jason said.

"Easier said than done," she said with a smile squeezing his hand.

"I'll take care of this, Sonny."

"I want to know as soon as you know something," Sonny told him.

Jason just nodded as he walked out. He looked down at the photo. He was glad to run into Robin at that moment.

"Hey," she said with a smile. "How are you doing?"

"I'm fine. Were you on shift last night?" he asked.

"Yeah. All night. I think I'm going on 24 hours straight," she said crossing her arms. "What's up?"

"Someone was in Sonny's room last night. Left a photo," he said holding it out for her to look at.

Robin smiled but didn't say anything.

"Do you recognize it?" he asked finally.

She nodded slowly. "I remember this day. Brenda and I took Emily with us to New York for a photo shoot. It was before things went really bad. Before Brenda's mother came back, before she thought she was sick, before she died." Robin's smile faded slowly. "Emily was so excited that Brenda let her in on the photo shoot. She got to be famous for a day."

"Who took the photo?" he asked.

"I don't know. Brenda's photographer." Robin handed the photo back to him. "This was left in Sonny's room?" she asked.

"Brenda left it, didn't she?"

Robin shrugged. "She was here last night but whether or not she left the photo … I wasn't with her the whole time."

Jason nodded and put the photo into his jacket pocket.

"You know she's in town right?" Robin asked. He nodded. "Have you seen her?"

"She came by the penthouse yesterday. It was a short visit."

"Not to put any scenarios into your head, but I'm guessing Brenda left the photo. I don't know where she was when Patrick ran into her, but my guess is she went to see Sonny, wanted to leave a piece of her behind without actually announcing her presence." Jason didn't say anything. "She may not admit it, but she's taking this really hard. Emily was like her baby sister. She was extremely protective of her growing up. She only wanted to best for her. She also doesn't want to be here, another thing she won't admit."

"Why? One of Brenda's favorite pastimes is annoying the people of Port Charles."

"Let's just say Brenda's changed. She's not the same carefree, whimsical, woman you married. She doesn't need help and she doesn't ask for it. She's rock solid ¾ of the time."

"I'm not surprised. Living in Port Charles alone can do that to you." Jason looked up at her. "Thanks. I'll see you around."

Jason walked off. It didn't surprise him much that it was Brenda who left the photo. It was actually the first thought he had when Sonny showed it to him. If he had the energy he would drive over the Quartermaine's and argue with her over why it was so wrong for her to go see Sonny and especially leave little hints under the circumstances. But he knew he probably wouldn't get through the gates.