Sorry for not updating. I had some technical difficulties recently that caused me to be without a computer for several days and to lose everything that was on the computer. My hard-drive failed and had to be fixed. Therefore, I lost the chapter that I was working on and had to rewrite it. Please read and review. I like reviews because it shows me that people are actually reading my story! Above all, enjoy the story!

"I hate party-planning," Molly Lansing-Davis muttered, as she went over the guest list for the ten-thousandth time in the last three hours. The names aren't changing, she thought to herself, careful to not let say her thoughts allowed, heaven forbid if her cousin were to overhear. Spencer was bound and determined to plan the perfect party. The best one Wyndemere had seen since the terrible Black and White Ball of 2007. And as there was little that Molly wouldn't do for her cousin—including giving up her Friday nights to help him with the planning—she intended to make it happen.

"Why did you offer to help if you hate party-planning?" Spencer looked up at her as he replaced the phone on its base. There, the flowers were done. They'd be delivered on the day of the party and set up by the staff. Spencer shook his head as he thought of the multitude of tasks still remaining on his list.

Molly looked shocked. "Because I'm a nice cousin."

Spencer raised an eyebrow at her. "Right…"

"And because Matthew is out of town tonight and I have nothing else to do," she added quickly, looking down furiously at her list.

"I thought so," Spencer said and then frowned. "Why is Matthew out of town? Again? He should just go back to Llanview since he's there so often,"

"Spence…" Molly replied warningly. She knew that her older cousin disapproved of her dating someone so much older. But as always, she paid little attention to what people said about her personal life.

"Ok, ok. I'll lay off, but I still don't have to like him," Spencer held his hands up in defeat.

Molly smiled coyly. "Well, if I have anything to do with it, you will have to at least tolerate him."

"What?" Spence yelled, clearly surprised. "Are you engaged?"

Molly shook her head. "No, no…at least not yet. We're still in the discussing stages. But I'm not getting any younger and neither is he. I'm already thirty and Matthew's pushing forty-five. We still want to have kids someday, so we figure that if we are going to get married, we'd better do it soon. Besides, we've been dating for seven years already."

"Really? Has it been that long?" Spence asked sarcastically. He had always thought that Matthew Buchanan was too old for his slightly younger cousin, but Molly wouldn't listen.

"I really don't think that you should be ribbing me out my relationships when you are dating an older woman," Molly's eyes twinkled as she spoke. Spencer could tell that she was going to begin the teasing soon.

"Leave Miranda out of the equation, Mol. It's better etiquette for a man to date an older woman and for a woman to date an older man."

Molly gave an unladylike snort. "Oh please, that is so not true. You just don't like Matthew because he is twelve years older than me. Anyway, where is Miranda tonight? Isn't the ball a fundraiser for her foundation? She should be planning it with you,"

"Miranda was called away on business. She's in France dealing with a major buy-out for Fusion. Between Crimson and Fusion, she stays very busy, not to mention the foundation," Spence replied.

"I know how she feels. In fact, I am also a go-between for the two companies now. I have a meeting tomorrow with Kendall Slater in the Metrocourt about featuring Fusion's new perfume in Crimson's winter issue. I have executive authority to do whatever Mrs. Slater wants to get permission."

"I'm sure that you can do it. But why are you doing business on a Saturday? I'm surprised that Kendall Slater agreed to come to Port Charles on a weekend," Spencer replied, standing up to refill their coffee cups from the hot pot that James, Alfred's predecessor, had brought in.

"I know, but Kate doesn't take time off…ever. And she doesn't expect her staff to do so either, so I'm stuck working. It's funny, but I remember when she was pregnant with her second child. I had just started working there and she had gone into labor but was still worried about the cover page. Sonny had to practically drag her to the hospital before she had the baby in the office," Molly laughed, remembering her early days at Crimson. But you had to admit, hard work did pay off and thanks for Kate's dedication, Crimson was the leading fashion magazine in the country.

Spence stifled a yawn and shook his head. "The seating charts are making my eyes cross," he muttered, taking a gulp of coffee.

Molly stood up. "Listen, if you don't mind, I'm going to head home. I have to be up early tomorrow for the breakfast meeting."

"Sure, that's fine. Thanks Moll, for all your help. I really appreciate it. Sometimes I think that I'm over my head, but if my father could do this, then why can't I?"

"You are doing fine. And the ball is going to be great. Are your dad and Nadine coming?" Molly asked, allowing her cousin to help her with her coat. Nicholas and Nadine had married in 2012 and nowadays spent most of their time in Greece where Nadine worked at one of their free clinics. They had two other children in addition to Spencer, but both girls lived with their parents, whereas Spencer preferred to live alone in the big house on Spoon Island and working for the Cassadine family.

"Yes, they'll be here. Natasha and Laura are very excited to come back to Port Charles," Spencer replied, thinking of his two sisters, ages sixteen and fourteen, respectively. He walked into the foyer and opened the door for Molly.

"Are you okay to walk down to the launch by yourself?"

Molly looked at him skeptically. "Of course. I'll be fine. Bye, Spence, see you soon," she said, stepping up to kiss his cheek. She waved as she walked down the steps toward the launch. Spencer watched her until he couldn't see her anymore. Sighing, he walked back into the study to get back to work. It wasn't nearly as fun without Molly though. She always seemed to bring light to the place whenever she was here.

Wyndemere was so gloomy. He didn't know how his father managed to live here for so long without going crazy. The only reason he lived here was because he wanted to live in Port Charles and because his father owned the house, it had seemed like the logical place. But a party was just the thing to bring life back into the place and he was determined to plan the perfect one that would be memorable in a good way.

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Dr. Kristina Corinthos-Davis Manning loved Saturdays. She loved them because it was a free day. She could do whatever she wanted for one whole day. And right now, she couldn't think of anything better to do than to play with her kids.

She stood at the edge of the yard and watched as her eight-year-old son pulled her six-year-old daughter to the ground in an attempt to wrestle the soccer ball away from his sister.

"Okay, okay, Michael that's not okay. Taylor is a lot smaller than you. She can't fight like you do," Kristina yelled, over the fray. "But…I can TICKLE you," She added, running to the tumbling children and falling beside them. She knew that Taylor was very ticklish, so she was fair game.

"Say my name!" she called, tickling the girl mercilessly.

"Mom, mom, mommy!" the little girl yelled, her giggling distorting the words.

"What's going on here?" a voice from behind them asked. Kristina looked up to see her mother standing at the edge of the grass.

Alexis Davis-Jax had definitely aged well. She looked much younger that her nearly sixty years of age. Her face was smooth and her hair—thanks to monthly salon appointments—was still light brown in color and as thick as always. She had also kept her trim shape, which was the direct result of thrice-weekly palates session—and in Kristina's personal opinion—personal happiness. After Alexis had married Jerry Jax, she had just seemed like an all around happier person. Although opinions had longed been mixed on that relationship.

"Grandma!" the children yelled in unison and raced up to hug her. She laughed as her arms went around both children. They then went back to their impromptu soccer game. Kristina stood up and brushed herself off. She walked over to Alexis and hugged her as well.

"How are you Mom?" she asked as they walked over to the porch swing and sat down.

Alexis sighed. "Oh I'm good. It's been a stressful week at the DA's office though. Some day's I think to myself 'why don't I just retire?' But I can't."

"Why not? It's not like you are not passed the age. You passed that point a while ago," Kristina replied, taking a good look at her mother. Despite Alexis' good looks, if you looked close enough, you could see the way that age streaked through her body.

"Because, I am not going to leave the law and order of Port Charles in the hands of anybody," Alexis replied, as if Kristina was daft for asking such a question. She slanted a look at her daughter. "But…if one of my daughters would have thought to go to law school, that decision would be so much easier to make."

Kristina snorted. "As if you could get Molly anywhere near a classroom. I seem to recall a time where just getting her to graduate high school was a chore in itself. And I love medicine too much to even think about law school."

Alexis sighed. "I should have known that letting you shadow Robin Scorpio in high school was a bad idea. You took one look at the hospital and turned your back to any other career opportunities," She said.

Kristina grew quiet. Alexis glanced at her and saw a pensive look on her daughter's face. "What's wrong Kris?"

"Yesterday was the nine year anniversary of Robin's death," she replied quietly. She looked out over the yard, remembering her time in high school when she'd spent every available moment at the hospital badgering the nurses and doctors about medicine.

"Oh sweetheart, I didn't know," Alexis said quietly. She reached for Kristina's hand and held it in hopes of comforting her daughter.

"She was my role model. I wanted to be just like her. I never understood how someone so nice, so wonderful, could just die of a disease of which they had no control over."

"You know Kris, Robin had come to terms with her HIV long ago. She had it for a long time before anything changed," Alexis added.

"I know. Robin was so proud of me. I remember when I graduated from medical school. You'd think that I was one of her own kids. But she never got the chance to see me as a successful doctor," Kristina said, wiping a tear from her eye.

"She never doubted that you wouldn't be successful. She didn't have to see it, it was already evident, even then," Alexis said, hugging her daughter to her. Just then, Taylor raced up the steps to them.

"Mommy? Why are you crying?" she asked worriedly.

"I'm not crying, sweetie," Kristina said, hugging her daughter to her. "Come one, get your brother and get cleaned up. We have to meet Daddy at Kelly's for breakfast."

It was a Saturday tradition for Kristina and the kids to meet Jack at Kelly's for breakfast because, as a doctor, he often worked the night shift of Friday nights. Then he would go home to sleep for a while.

"Okay!" Taylor yelled. "Come on Michael, we hafta' change to go to Kelly's!" She raced inside with her brother at her heels.

Kristina turned to her mother. "Mom, you can come too, if you want."

But Alexis shook her head. "Oh no. It's a family thing. Besides, I said that I would drop in on Sam and Lucky this morning. And I'm meeting Diane at the Metrocourt for lunch. I'll see you later. Give my love to the kids and Jack." She stood up and walked across the gravel toward her car. Even after all these years, Diane Miller-Giambetti and Alexis had remained friends even though they were often on opposing legal sides as Diane continued to act as lawyer for Sonny Corinthos and Jason Morgan, although both men were no longer in the mob, per se. Kristina gave one last wave before disappearing inside after her children. Yes, Saturdays were definitely the best days of the week.

Okay, so that chapter wasn't really about Mattie Drake, but she's coming. I have so much fun deciding the futures for the GH characters and as most of Port Charles is an interconnected web, it should be a problem or take away from the original story. I have a question for my readers: should Morgan Corinthos be Mattie's boyfriend? Also, should Michael have awoken from his coma, or not? Either way, you should review and answer the questions. If you haven't noticed, I incorporated characters from both ALL MY CHILDREN and ONE LIFE TO LIVE. Also some of the same businesses are interconnected as well. Okay, so now that you've finished reading, you should review. Hope you enjoyed the update!