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Chapter Six

To be honest, all he wanted was to go home. That was the one thing he had wanted for the last three years, and now that he allowed himself to do so…

His home was gone.

Jason had figured out long ago it didn't matter where he was in the world as long as his crazy best friend and her boys were by his side. That was home. She was his home.

To be honest, Carly was the only home Jason Morgan had ever known.

And he had pushed her away, denying anything but their undying friendship for too long. But when he had needed her, she had taken him in and swallowed all of the hate and sorrow that was raging inside of him. She took his pain into herself that night, and he left her.

He couldn't believe he left her there. What an idiot! And now she and the boys were gone, leaving no trail behind them.

All thanks to decisions he had made over a decade ago that led up to the ones he made three years ago.

Jason sat up straighter, ignoring the equally hurting man next to him. Sonny didn't matter anymore. All that mattered was Carly and their family.

If they still had one.

Beside Jason, Sonny was quiet. Alone in his own thoughts, guilt eating at him for not telling Jason an important fact about the woman he was worrying over, and Sonny's mind was churning with a sudden race of information at how Jason had returned and his behavior. After all, he had never asked Carly the actual question.

Who was MJ's father?

"How do you two wanna go about this?" The intruder's voice rang out like a clap of thunder on a sunny day, and both men looked up alarmed.

Robert Scorpio.

The aging spy leaned comfortably against the door of Sonny's living room, obviously having bypassed all security systems.

"Spinelli is fired whenever I find him," murmured Sonny under his breath as he and Jason stood to greet the man they both knew as Robin's absentee father. Robert watched the men his daughter called close friends and exhaled at the meagerness at what he had been given to work with on such short notice. His light blue eyes twinkled at the thought of another adventure involving Luke Spencer despite the danger to his own daughter and the young namesake he'd never met.

"I'm Robert Scorpio, but, of course, you both already know that. My brother contacted me about 9 hours ago with the news that my kid and grandson had run off with the likes of Luke Spencer like something or someone was after them." He stepped closer to the ex-mobsters and surveyed them for what they were worth. "He also said that you were the man to see about helping me get them back or at least locate them before the enemy does. Mr. Morgan is just an added bonus."

"So…you want to find them after Luke Spencer is the one that hid them? It's impossible," Sonny replied.

"Maybe, maybe not. You in or out?"

Some men waited for things to happen, but men like Sonny Corinthos and Jason Morgan took fate into their own hands. They tried to make things happen, and so of course, they agreed to go along with Robin's dad in a half-ass attempt to locate the missing Cassadines and Spencers.

"Good," Robert quipped, tucking his hands in his pockets and turning to walk out the door. "Now we just have to go and meet with my partner."

"Partner?" Sonny and Jason both chimed.

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Johnny Zacchara had sold his soul to the devil a few times over by now. His urge to lean off of skyscrapers and wreck special edition Lamborghinis fed his insatiable desire to feel if only for a moment. He stomped through life from the second he was born doing anything and everything he could to make a mark, but there was nothing out there for him. Even as the only son of Anthony Zacchara, Johnny was invisible. It was like he was standing in a crowded room screaming his head off and no one even looked up from their dinner plates.

For the longest time, he had been the Zacchara heir, Claudia's demented half-brother, Trevor's ace in the hole, and Lulu's lap dog. He couldn't even see them all look right past him.

Until Nadine met him head on, ready for whatever came their way. She was everything he had never known, and he had fell madly in love with her before she had ever given the second look as more than a friend. She was his daylight when he had always hid in the shadows.

And now here he was with this complete stranger he didn't even know the name of, waiting on his "partner" to come so they could go find they woman Johnny was in love with despite the fact she was pregnant by another man and had left of her own accord.

His mother had always said that love made you do crazy things.

Looking at the man sitting across from him again, he felt an odd since of familiarity. He had a strong jaw-bone and shaggy dirty blonde hair that had just begun to gray, and his eyes…

Sad and weary as though they may be, they were laughing at him. The sapphire orbs shined back into the dark night, and Johnny knew he knew those eyes from somewhere.

The man didn't say a word as a black SUV drove into the warehouse they were waiting in through the loading garage, and out walked Morgan, Corinthos, and another old man with laughing eyes.

They all barely acknowledged him, but for once, Johnny was happy to be invisible. He carefully watched as Jason and Sonny both looked at the man who had brought him here.

"I know you," Sonny said. "You are Maxie Jones' dad. Frisco, I think. Robin has pictures of you."

Frisco flinched slightly at the name of the daughter he hadn't seen in twenty years, but nodded his head, assuring the ex-crime boss of the correct identity. Johnny snorted, wondering how he could have missed it. Maxie was the spitting image of her glorified spy daddy.

Well, this was going to be interesting. Or so Johnny thought as he stepped out of the shadows.

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Nadine's stomach lurched as she watched Sam and Carly practice putting rounds into a dummy behind the secluded safe house Luke had secured somewhere in the middle of nowhere.

"I'm next," Maxie said. "I need to vent some of my frustration. Do you know how hard it is to get laid when there's 20 some-odd people sharing a house?"

"The hell you are," Robin intervened, forever the mother goose. "Maxie, you're pregnant. You can't just go off to the firing range. I'm not even really comfortable with you and Nadine even being out here."

"Put a sock in it, Robin. I've had three children, and being pregnant has never stopped me from using a gun when I need to, okay?" Carly bit back, reloading the shiny gun Lucky had given her after the Metro-Court hostage crisis.

"That doesn't mean it's safe. That means you're lacking brain cells." Robin responded.

"Well, whatever it means, I need to put a few rounds in something before Floolu and I go another round inside the house, okay?" Maxie said, earning a hard look from Carly who adored her little cousin.

"That would be something. She'd beat your pregnant ass," Sam said, snickering to herself.

"Oh, shut up before I pull out your hair extensions," Maxie smiled back to her best friend.

"Whatever. I'm still pissed that Luke dumped us at this hellhole with the understanding that everyone is in hiding, and then he took off with my husband and goes God knows where to do God knows what!" Sam exploded.

"I don't know, but I don't like it. There's strength in numbers." Robin agreed.

"Yeah, but if anyone knows how to handle Helena, it's Luke and Lucky, right?" Nadine asked.

"Yeah, my uncle makes a sport out of trying to kill that old bat." Carly laughed.

"Well, obviously, he isn't very good."

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