A/N: I just wanted to say that I am really enjoying all your reviews. This is my first 'longer' fic and it really helps me a great deal to read your comments. So thank you for that. Alright, on to the story!

As always not my characters…

Chapter 10 – Unexpected Drop-in

-- Elizabeth's House --

An insisting knock on the door woke Elizabeth up that morning; she had no idea why anybody would be looking for her that early. Even Maxie knew better than to disrupt her well needed eight hours of sleep. Elizabeth walked downstairs in her short light blue sleep gown that she had covered with a large and fluffy pink robe then opened the door ready to lash out at the person who dared wake her up that early on this day. Especially knowing it would be a long one.

"Come on open the door! Don't let me wait outside!"

Elizabeth was about to turn the door knob when she recognized the high-pitched voice.

"Lizzie!" The voice called out impatiently.

"Oh god! What is she doing here?" Elizabeth let out horrified.

"You're not going to let me wait on your front porch forever! I have to take a shower, wash my hair, and find a tanning salon before the photo shoot! I barely had any sleep last night! I need to revitalize if I want to look my best today."

"What photo shoot?" Elizabeth asked while opening her door wide to face none else than Sarah Webber.

"Lizzie! It's so good to see you!" The younger blond girl hugged her sister tightly while Elizabeth patted her back insincerely in response.

"Umm, I didn't know you were coming. What are you doing in Port Charles?" The young designer said while scratching her head.

"Don't be silly, you know exactly why I'm here, and I wouldn't have missed an occasion to work with my favorite big sister for anything!" Sarah walked past a still puzzled Elizabeth and carried her two large bags inside the designer's house.

"I am your only sister…" Elizabeth said while closing the door behind Sarah. "But, I just woke up so please remind me why you are here exactly?"

"Well, because you really seem out of it… and god those circles under your eyes! You need to use that great eye cream I just bought; it..."

"Sarah! Just tell me what you're doing here." The designer agitatedly interjected.

"Ok relax! Jeez! I can't believe you're not even aware of what models you book. You know, if you want that label of yours to do well, you better have a more hands on approach."

"Thank you for the advice but EW is doing just fine!"

"Well that's not what I heard; your last collection didn't have that many fans."

Elizabeth emitted a soft growl. "Always a pleasure to have you around."

The impertinent blond girl smiled, always happy to realize she was being successful at pushing her sister's buttons.

"Ok, so it seems my assistant booked you on the ELLE photo shoot, is that right?"

She nodded.

"Great!" Elizabeth sarcastically let out. "Alright that's fine but what are you doing here? In my house?"

"I am not going to pay for a hotel room when my sister has this nice little house. It's a little far from downtown but I guess it'll do for the short time I'm staying."

"Oh no no… I'll book you a room in a great hotel, you'll see, you'll love it. They've just inaugurated a brand new spa…"

"Oh great, we should so go to the spa after the shoot, but I'd rather sleep here and catch up with my favorite older sister."

The brunette took a deep breath. "I am your only sister and stop calling me old! I only have three years over you, I'm not old!"

The blond girl was paying no mind to her sister's vent. "Come on Lizzie! I'm driving back to New York tomorrow; I just need a place to stay for tonight. You know what mommy would say if I told her you didn't want to have your own little sister over for only one simple night. I mean you know what she would say about family and being there for each other…"

"Oh enough please! I don't care what mom has to say and I haven't in a long time. As for you, fine you can stay but you better behave! I have too much to worry about to have to police you too."

"Great! Can you help me carry my bags upstairs?"

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"Lizzie! There aren't enough hangers in this closet for my clothes… Lizzie, could I have other color sheets? I can't sleep on dark bed sheets; I read its bad karma for the skin… Oh and do you have an extra towel? Or a robe? Yeah, a robe would be great!"

"Are you sure you don't want to go to the Metro Court Hotel?" A bathed and caffeinated Elizabeth threw back at her sister.

"No this is perfect." Sarah said sporting a large beam and wrapped in a bath towel hair dripping wet.

"Ok, I'm heading out; I have to be at EW then rush to the shoot. Remember, all the models are due there at ten o'clock so you better be on time."

"Oh you know how passionate I am about modeling, and I am good at it so you don't have to worry about anything, the photo shoot will be great! Especially after I get ready."

"Alright! But hurry up." Elizabeth said preparing to leave for her long day.

"Oh and Lizzie?"

"Yes?" The young designer said while popping her head back in the guest room.

"When am I going to get to meet the gorgeous guy I have read about in this fashion mag?"

Oh god, she saw that article too…

Sarah went on talking. "Yes, what's his name again? Jesse? Chase… oh no Jason right? I want to meet him! You should arrange dinner or something! Oh I can't wait to get to know him!"

"Uh… Jason is a really busy guy you know, I'm not sure he'll be able to free himself on such short notice."

"Oh come on! Of course he can! If he really likes you; he'll make some time for you, believe me!"

Elizabeth was running out of excuses not to make poor Jason endure her sister. The younger blonde continued. "And does he have a brother by any chance? You know, young, handsome, and with tons of money to waste on a girlfriend. Where did you find him anyway? You definitely hit the jackpot with this one!"

"Listen to yourself Sarah! Might it have tickled this little mind of yours that I am not interested in him for his money?"

"Yeah, for sure, that's what we all say. Anyway, why don't you want Jason to meet me? Are you scared he'll realize he chose the wrong sister?" The blonde woman said checking herself out in the mirror.

"I can't believe you would say something like that after what happened with Lucky!"

"I thought we were past this Lizzie? Besides, you finally dumped him right so why do you even care?"

"I care because he was my boyfriend at the time!"

Sarah turned around to face her sister. "And here we go again! I've told you ten thousand times that the Lucky thing was a pure mistake. Yes we had sex, but like I told you already I had a little too much to drink that night and he assured me that you were broken up."

At the time, Elizabeth had had a hard time believing her sister as she could have sworn on anything Lucky would never cheat on her and definitely not lie his way to doing it. But it all changed after she learned all about his multiple adventures while they were still together.

"Well we weren't broken up and it's not an excuse! But he definitely didn't need to say much to convince you to jump in bed with him…" The brunette added sardonically.

"What are you trying to say? That I'm an easy lay?"

"What I'm saying is that you don't sleep with your sister's boyfriend or ex for that matter!"

Sarah let out an amused chuckle. "It's not my fault that the boyfriend in question wasn't satisfied in his relationship…"

"What?" Elizabeth threw out shocked that her sister would even go there. Her fire was fueled.

The younger woman recognized the look in her sister's eyes which meant a big argument was brewing, and because the last thing she wanted was to have to find another place to stay for the night. She decided to play it calm. "Oh my god! Did your wrinkles swallow all your sense of humor? I'm just messing with you! I already told you I was sorry for all this, and we worked through it. Anyway he was a jerk who would cheat on you at the first occasion. I was doing you a favor and you should have dumped his ass right then instead of giving him another chance. See how that turned out?"

The brunette sighed heavily. "I know I made a mistake thinking he would change. And I don't want to talk about this anymore. This is all in the past now." She stated trying very hard to forget about all things Lucky Spencer and to not start her day with a headache.

"Exactly, it's all in the past. So, coming back to Jesse…"

"Jason! Elizabeth exclaimed. "What is it with you? And why are you so interested in meeting him?"

"Oh come on! I'm just interested in what's going on in your life that's all. And wasn't he voted most eligible or something like that? I think that's what the magazine said. No but really, what a catch…" The younger woman babbled before being interrupted by her sister.

"Sarah, I don't have time for this. I have to be at work right now!" Elizabeth glanced at her watch. "And I'm already going to be late."

"Alright fine… Oh and Lizzie, here's the cream I was talking about, it'll work magic on these dark circles!"

Sarah left the cream jar on her nightstand then walked to the bathroom humming, leaving Elizabeth shaking her head behind. What have I done to deserve this?

-- Icon Studio, ELLE Photo Shoot --

"Maxie Jones!" Elizabeth yelled out her assistant's name as soon as she spotted her in the crowded set.

"Yes. What did I do wrong? We're still waiting for the photographer to be here. He called and said he's stuck in traffic but will be here in ten."

Elizabeth paid no mind to what Maxie was saying. "Sarah? Sarah Webber? Of all the models you could have booked for this job you chose my sister?"

"Oh crap! I… I had no idea you were related. Yes I saw the name and I should probably have asked you because I wondered but I thought it was only a funny coincidence. I mean you never talk about your siblings, I knew you had a sister but I didn't know she was a model."

"Yes she is and she acts like she is a supermodel too! Now I'm going to have to deal with her whims all day and night because she's staying at my house!"

"I am so sorry Elizabeth I had no idea. I looked for fresh looks, cute girls with attitude and great lengths."

Elizabeth growled noisily. "Alright… alright… you had no way of knowing but now I have to put up with this smiling face monster!" The designer paused as she saw her sister make a theatrical entrance. "Speaking of which."

Elizabeth walked decisively towards her sister who made a grand entrance on set, taking the word diva to a whole other level.

"Sarah! You are thirty minutes late! I told you to be here on time."

"Uh… Tanning salon, remember? And you sure could use some, that skin is whiter than…"

"Ok, I don't have time to listen to your stories. Hurry up to fitting and makeup!" Elizabeth said pushing her sister towards the dressing area. Why on earth did she entrust Maxie with picking the models? Growing up with this malicious girl in the same house hadn't been easy and now working with her would be an even tougher challenge.

"Lizzie?" Sarah yelled out from the other end of the set.

"Oh great, what now!" Elizabeth mumbled on her way to the dressing area where the scream came from. "What is it Sarah?"

"I hate that outfit! This oversized jacket on top of this little dress just looks wrong. And look at that shiny belt. I can't wear that, I won't wear it!"

"What? Sarah, you're not here to critique the clothes, but to wear them ok? Your outfit is about how to revamp a cocktail dress by accessorizing. It has all been decided with the magazine's fashion director."

"No! It looks awful and won't flatter me at all, how about… this one." The younger woman pulled out an elegant evening burgundy piece. "I am sure I could work this way better."

"No, that's the evening gown and Danielle is wearing it. It fits her perfectly. You have to work the outfit you were assigned. It's your job as a model to do that right? I thought you said you were good at it?"

"Oh come on Lizzie, I want this dress, we'll just switch, no big deal!"

"No you won't!" Elizabeth defied her sister.

"I can't believe this! Why do you always have to be so mean? If mom was here…"

"What? Are you going to call mom and have her make me? We're not at home so you can't play your little princess act and expect me to bow to all your demands. This is my collection and my dress so I decide what I want to do with it! Should I remind you you're being paid for this job? So I'll treat you like any other model, just wear your outfit and stop whining!"

The younger girl didn't have any words to come back at that. She simply turned on her heels, picked up the first outfit she had been assigned and started putting it on.

Good, Elizabeth thought. Hopefully she would stop trying to make her day a living nightmare.

Elizabeth felt her blackberry vibrate in her back jean pocket. She reached the phone thinking it better be good news.

"Elizabeth?"

The tone of Jason's voice lodged a smile on her face. "Hey you! Missing me already?"

"Something like that. What's going on?"

"Well, I'm kind of in the middle of a war zone right now… a photo shoot."

"Oh, you had me worried for a second. I just wanted to know what you were doing later tonight. I was thinking of taking you to this great Italian restaurant. I'm sure you'd love it."

"Oh that sounds great, I'd love to. But, I'm not sure today is a good day. My sister is in town and she'll…"

"Your sister? Well she should join us. I'd love to meet her."

"You don't know what you're saying… you don't want to meet her believe me."

"Come on, how terrible can she be?"

"Very… very terrible. But listen, the photographer just arrived on set so I have to go."

"Ok I'll let you go. So tonight, eight o'clock at Il Mezzo?"

"Um… alright. See you tonight!"

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A/N: Next on A Fashion Affair: "Double Date"