"Morgan?" Michael questioned finding his brother curled up to a pillow in their mother's room. Michael walked in and sat on the bed next to him. "Morgan, what are you doing in here?"

"It still smells like her." Morgan cried.

"I know."

"What happens when it fades away? What if I forget the sound of her laugh? How do I describe it to Britni?" He questioned as his lip was quivering.

"You won't forget." Michael said transferring his brother over to his lap.

"How do you know?"

"Well, one, have you heard Britni giggle?"

"Yeah, it sounds…"

"A lot like mom?" Michael questioned to which Morgan nodded. "Besides I talked to Dillon the other day. He was sorry for not being able to make it, but was putting together a video collage of clips and pictures for the family to have as a keepsake. I've figured when Britni gets old enough that's something we can show her."

"That will be nice." Morgan replied.

"You didn't answer my question, though. What are you doing in here?"

"I thought I left a video game in here, and so I came in and I found this." Morgan said holding up a brochure.

"Is that the new Harry Potter theme park?"

"Mom was going to take me when it opened this summer. She said I could bring a friend. I had already talked to Ryker about it."

"I'm sure you can still go; I mean Jax has taken us to Disney World I can't see him saying no to this."

"But mom is the one that I went to all the movies with, and read me the books when I was too young to read them myself." Morgan argued. "It won't be the same without her there. I mean, she'd let me go and have as much junk food as I want."

Michael didn't know what to say to make it better; he just held his brother while rubbing his back. "Maybe me, you, Krissy, and Molly can all go together."

"What about Dante?"

"Dante can go to; if you want. Tell you what, I have to get ready for school, but do you want to call Dante and see if he'd be able to hang out today?"

Morgan nodded and picked up the phone.

"Is he alright?" Jax questioned outside the room.

Michael shook his head no. "He's trying, but he needs mom. If you don't mind I kind of suggested that Dante bring it out today. That seems to be the only thing that really helps."

"No; that's okay, I wish I could do more." Jax replied.

"Well, you're here, that's more I than I can say for some people."

"Am I detecting a hint of anger towards Jason?"

"Probably. The problem is that I know exactly what he is thinking because I was right there. I wanted to do the same exact thing; prove to everyone that mom was alive, and it didn't matter how many countries I had to go to, how many towns I scoured, if it was the last thing I did I was going to find her."

"What changed?" Jax asked him to which Michael pointed towards Morgan.

"I couldn't do that to him. He feels like he's been betrayed by his father; he just lost his mom, and now Jason… in about a month I'm going to be getting letters back from colleges. I'm honestly wondering if I can go anywhere out of state at this point."

"Michael, you have to do what is best for you and your future. Morgan is a strong boy; he'll get through this."

***********

Sam stood outside the door of the Jacks family house after ringing the bell contemplating if she really wanted to do what she had gone there to do.

"Sam?" Kristina opened the door. "What are you doing… here?"

"I was wondering, if it was okay with mom, if you would like to accompany me in gathering information on a case I am working on." She replied.

"I'd love to!" Kristina said excitedly. "Let me go ask mom. Here, come in."

Sam stepped in to find Alexis on the couch cradling Britni for her bottle.

"Mom…" Kristina started.

"Shh." Alexis hushed her as the baby's eyes started to droop. "I think she's just about set."

"Okay." She whispered. "Sam wants to take me out for the day."

"Is she going to be guarded?"

"Lucky will be with the entire time." Sam assured her.

"Go; have fun, but keep your cell phone on you." Alexis replied.

Kristina and Sam hurried out of the door before Alexis had the chance to change her mind. "Mom must really be stressed because that was way too easy." Kristina snickered. "So; what's the case?"

As soon as Kristina got into the car Sam leveled with her. "You have the option of ducking out right now." She warned her.

"Does this have to do with Helena?"

"I want you to talk to a boy and get as much information as you can from him about his family."

"A boy? I'm assuming a specific boy." Kristina replied.

"Yes; a sixteen-year-old named Damon Katsaros. I had Spinelli look up his school records and got a picture." Sam showed her.

"Oooh, he's cute; I'm in." She smirked.

"Of course." Sam shook her head. "We're going to pick up Lucky and then head out to New Hampshire. He's going to school, but I figured we could make a chance encounter after he's getting out of his last class."

"What do I tell him as far as why I am there? I mean Brewster Academy Prep it seems like it's an all guys thing. I can't really say I'm 'checking out the school'."

"No; but you could say you and your sister were looking at school's and you wandered off and got lost."

"So, why do we want info on this guy anyway? What does he have to do with Helena?"

"If my suspicion is right then his legal guardian is the assumed sister to the man believed to be Valentin Cassadine."

"Does that mean you want me to start dating this guy so he can bring me back to the house? 'Cause it's a tall order, but I think I could commit myself to the job."

"Alright, back off. No; I'm not trying to set you up with anyone. I just want to know if you can get the name that Laertes Krischnan went as after moving from Greece. That is, if he ever did move from Greece."

"Oh, and that is?"

"Valentin; I believe." Sam replied.

"You're the private eye, but I think I can probably work my wiles on this boy."

"Somehow I have no doubt."

************

"Did they find the country house?" Johnny asked Sonny attempting to get an update on the whereabouts of his father and sister.

"No; the address is unknown but my guy thinks he may have spotted Limbo getting into a car. He didn't get the license, but you would probably recognize this guy better than I would." Sonny said showing him a printed copy of the picture taken.

"Oh yeah; that's Limbo alright, and it looks like he's standing by a 2009 Mitsubishi Outlander." Johnny observed.

"You got that from that… you know what I'm not even going to ask." Sonny backed off. "I don't know about you, but it looks to me as if Mr. Limbo is doing some grocery shopping."

"Typically that's what it means when there's food in a paper bag." Johnny gibed.

Sonny rolled his eyes. "Okay, but how much food?"

"Oh, I don't know. It looks like it could last for a couple of days." He replied attempting to process the point.

"That's what I thought, which means in a couple of days…"

"Someone will have to go back." Johnny finished. "I'm going with you."

"John…"

"No; I mean it. If we're going to tap that van with a tracker and follow it to Claudia I want to be there. Hey, if nothing else you can use me as a shield. I think, mind you, I think my father still wants to keep me alive."

"Fine, but get your stuff together. We are taking off tonight."

************

Jason lost almost a day flying out to Canberra, but after taking refuge in a hotel in the capital city of Australia he walked down to the Australian Federal Police headquarters.

"Sir, can I help you?" The attendant asked at the front desk.

"Yes; I was hoping to speak to the Commissioner about getting a copy of a report recently filed." Jason answered her.

"The Commissioner is busy right now; if you can take a seat and wait."

"How long?"

"Another half an hour or so. What is this report? Maybe I can help you." She offered.

"A couple days ago my fiancé was allegedly killed in a boating accident off the coast of Perth. I was hoping to see the report just to make sure there were no contradictions." He explained fudging a bit on the relationship.

"I heard about that. I am so sorry for your loss. Officer Joshua Harris was the lead on that case if you would like to talk to him."

"That would be much appreciated; thank you." Jason sat down to allow her to call the officer.

"What's your name?" The attendant asked him.

"Jason Morgan." He replied. As he waited he grabbed a magazine looking at all the tall blonde women of Australia; he knew it was going to be torture. He had only been in town for a few hours and had already stumbled across three women that from the back resembled her.

"Mr. Morgan, I am Josh Harris, would you care to follow me in?"

He got up and made his way through the metal detectors before taking a seat at the officer's desk.

"My condolences; I can show you the report and answer any questions you may have, but I don't see how this is going to help."

"Most people would say that I'm grasping at straws, maybe I am, but are we certain there was no time between when the ship went down and the rescue crews went out that some other raft or boat or something could not have picked her up?" Jason questioned.

"With the weather conditions it's highly unlikely that there was any other nautical traffic. Plus the coast guard was keeping a good watch when the ship went down." Officer Harris answered.

"When the ship went down, but what about after?"

"He was making calls to the rescue crew. Due to the high winds some of the lines were down."

"So what you are saying was that he wasn't really paying attention."

"No one has reported seeing either the late Jerry or Carolyn Jacks, and based on the ballistics the head trauma suffered would have been too substantial to not require medical attention. I can personally attest to contacting each hospital in this Country and New Zealand."

"Have you sent pictures to every…"

"There's been no Jane Doe's admitted with that kind of injury." Officer Harris responded. "I'm sorry, Mr. Morgan. I wish there was something more that you could do; I don't see how this is any different than the information you had already been given."

"It's not. Can I get a copy of that report?"

"I don't see why not. It's just going to be a minute."