"Who is she and what is she doing here?" Nikolas asked as he walked in on Ethan standing over Mischa's shoulder as she made out a map of the complex.

Mischa looked up and smiled. "You must be Prince Nikolas Mikhail Stavrosovich Cassadine."

"And you must know my grandmother." Nikolas replied taking her hand and applying a gentle kiss greeting.

"Mischa Stephens, Cassadine hand maiden, you can ask Mrs. Moraitis if you need a reference."

"Who's Mrs.?" Ethan questioned.

"Housekeeper. That doesn't answer what you are doing here."

"Before we get into the nitty-gritty can I say your portrait does you no justice?" She fawned just a bit. "Okay; I get it."

"I rescued her from the complex, and brought her back here to develop a route in to retrieve Sam." Ethan explained.

"You went to the compound?" Nikolas glared at Ethan.

"And picked up a lead." Ethan pointed out.

"How do we know? She was rescued? Come on! No offense Ms, but I have lived in that castle Helena's hand maidens certainly aren't in need of dire rescue."

"That's what I thought, but I found her crawling out of the sewer and she says she has something we want."

"What's this?" Nikolas asked picking up the paper.

"A map." Mischa spoke up. "Indicating every guard station and the location of your cousin. Helena likes to show up early in the morning and then tends to leave for the rest of the day. The guards probably have already figured out that I'm missing which places them on high alert."

"She says that Sam's safe for the time being." Ethan added.

"She has been kept pretty sedated, but yes, she was barely injured in the crash. Since she was already unconscious when the vehicle hit she didn't tense up creating more damage. As far as I can tell Mrs. Cassadine is keeping her until she's positive that the heir has…"

"What heir?" Nikolas questioned.

"Sam's pregnant?" Ethan followed.

"She can't be." Nikolas argued. "After she was shot Dr. Lee was very clear that it would be next to impossible for her to get pregnant and even less likely for her to carry to term."

"Mrs. Cassadine's grand design it to create and raise the heir that will carry her legacy and seek vengeance like you have never seen before. She doesn't want the mother to have anything to do with the child; she certainly doesn't want the nine months of bonding within the womb."

"What are you saying?" Nikolas questioned.

"That's what you meant by a higher purpose." Ethan reacted. "Helena implanted you with Sam's egg?"

"Now it's just a matter of time to find out if it holds."

Nikolas shook his head. "Whose sperm did she use to fertilize the egg?"

"You didn't think Stavros was the only thing she kept frozen around here, did you? How long did your grandmother keep your brother on this Island?" Mischa asked Nikolas.

"The Cassadine's, the Spencer's, the Scorpio's the same…" Nikolas reiterated. "This 'heir'…"

"Is going to be a combination of the three designed to reek havoc for generations."

"That's only if we allow Helena to raise the thing. How long until we know if…?" Ethan questioned.

"A couple of weeks, I assume." Mischa replied.

"We have to get you out of here, now." Nikolas directed.

"If Helena is desperate for this child maybe we can use that." Ethan suggested. "Maybe we can stage a trade between Sam and Mischa."

"Are you crazy? No! We're not gambling with… She could be carrying our little niece or nephew."

"I'm not saying that we would give her to her. That's why it is called staging; we would meet at a neutral landing spot, make Helena give up Sam and then have our 'back up' cease Helena while we take off with both of them."

"And the back-up is…?" Mischa questioned.

"I don't know, but dad or Robert might be able to help." Ethan replied.

"I think we should call Alexis." Nikolas replied. "It's her daughter. I think it should be up to her what kind of games we play with Helena to get her back."

XXXXXX

"Are you ready to go back to your seat?" Stella asked Claudia as the pilot announced the preparation for landing. Claudia rested with her back against the wall as Stella patted her head with a cloth.

"Remind me to never go flying while pregnant ever again." Claudia replied feeling shaky.

"Okay, come on." Stella urged helping Claudia to her feet. She found her spot next to Sonny and curled up next to him as he buckled her seat belt.

"It's almost over." Sonny whispered to her as he combed through her hair, and kissed the top of her forehead.

"How are you?" Stella asked Joey who she had gotten a little time to cuddle with while Claudia was sleeping.

"I'm fine." He replied.

"Are you nervous?"

"No; I don't particularly like the idea of going back to prison, but I'm not nervous. I was there for Zacchara's conviction I can hang after. If not; it may just mean a visit with the nurse."

"Do you think the warden is going to figure out that the days you get beat up are the same days I'm working?" She teased.

Joey shook his head. "He's not that smart."

Johnny laughed at the conversation. "Are you excited about seeing Ali again?"

"Ali? You know where she is? I figure that she'd get sent off to the pound." Stella replied.

"She probably would have if Caitlyn and I didn't steak out the place first. A friend of mine has been taking care of her since your disappearance. I can take you over there once things are settled at the airport."

"That would be great; thank you."

"No problem." Johnny smirked glad to see some kind of happy ending. With that the rumble of the engine roared as the tires came down on the jet hit pavement in its preparation for breaking.

Claudia grumbled as Sonny held on to her tightly. "Are you okay?" He asked her when they came to a halt.

She shook her head no and ran back to the restroom again. Sonny got up to follow when Stella stopped him. "She really doesn't want you back there."

"Mr. Corinthos, this is Commissioner Mac Scorpio, permission to come aboard." Mac requested.

"Come in." Sonny responded. "Is everything set?"

"We have the wheelchair ready." Mac answered once inside. "Mr. Limbo, I have received your statement from Madrid with a copy of your hospitalization records. With that I am going to give you the option of spending the night at the Port Charles Police Department for processing or if you would rather General Hospital with police escort standing guard."

"I'm not going to Pentonville?"

"Not until medical personnel has you checked out."

"I'd feel more comfortable going to the hospital if that's okay?"

"What about Claudia?" Johnny questioned.

"Where is Claudia?" Mac asked looking around.

"She wasn't feeling very well." Sonny explained.

"I see; well, your lawyer has been working overtime today to petition the courts for a mistrial and a change of venue."

"Was it approved?" Sonny asked him.

"It was moved to Erie County. Alexis is in communication with the prosecutor there, but a judge has already been selected."

"What does that mean for her now?" Johnny asked directly. "Does she have to go back to Pentonville tonight?"

"Due to the pregnancy and the concern over her blood pressure as well as the approval of the mistrial and the show of good faith by returning to Port Charles the judge has granted temporary house arrest. The court has appointed their own security to gain control of your grounds. If you refuse this she will be taken back to prison."

"No, that's fine." Sonny replied.

"There are two squad cars ready one to General Hospital the other to the Corinthos residence."

XXXXXX

"Can I help you with anything?" Jax asked finding Alexis in his study. Luke and Bobbie had already left with the kids; Morgan and Molly were playing in his room while Kristina and Michael played pool in the basement.

"Yeah; help me figure out where to start."

"With…?"

"I was on the phone with a Special Prosecutor friend of mine who has agreed to take Claudia's case and she wants all my records on her desk by noon tomorrow."

"Then tomorrow morning we go down to the PCPD and gather your stuff and drive you down there. Michael and Kristina can watch their siblings, and Britni would love the ride."

"While I was on the phone I got a call from Nikolas. They know where Sam is, and she's safe for now." Alexis replied. "It's complicated, but they are looking for back-up to apprehend Helena while the stage a trade."

"A trade? What kind of trade? What do they have that Helena would want?"

"That's the complicated part, but the question is do I have Kristina call in the favor of the Hellenic army?"

"Do you think it will work?" Jax questioned.

"It's either that or Nikolas and Ethan trying to maneuver through a compound Helena is very familiar with filled with her armed guards try to get to Sam and get her out without anyone getting injured."

"Did you want me to get Kristina?" Jax smiled.

Alexis nodded her head. She really didn't want to put innocent lives on the line, but if services were offered she was willing to take it to bring her daughter home. Alexis picked up the phone to give a quick call to Luke to notify him of the update. She was hoping that it would be helpful to Lucky to know that Sam was okay, but she kept quiet about Mischa and her role in Helena's plot.

"Mom, what do you need?" Kristina asked standing in the doorway.

"I want you to find out of Mr. Katsaros is still willing to help and if so give him Nikolas' phone number to set up the rescue."

"Rescue? Does that mean Sam's okay?" Kristina smiled.

"Yeah, from the update I received from Nikolas, Sam is okay."

Kristina didn't wait to reply before whipping out her phone to call Damon. "Damon, it's me. Good news, my sister is okay, but my cousin needs help with getting her from the Witchma's compound. My family was wondering if you have talked to you dad about the offer to help?"

"Witchma?" Jax questioned Alexis who shrugged her shoulders.

"Of course." Damon replied. "My father has been itching to get Helena on something for as long as he can remember."

"Can I give you my cousin's number to pass on to him?"

"Sure, hang on while I get a pen." He requested. "Okay ready."

Kristina read off the number as Alexis, Jax, and Michael watched her beam while she was on the phone with him. It was more than being happy about her sister; there was something about the thought of this boy that brought a grin to her face.

XXXXXX

"Alice, can I speak with Monica." Patrick asked standing in the doorway of the Quartermaine mansion.

"Sure thing, come inside. Can I get you something to drink?"

"No, thank you." Patrick declined. "I'm on call."

He took a seat on the living room couch waiting for Monica to come down the steps. "Patrick, what can I do for you?" Monica asked

"Here." Patrick said handing her a piece of paper with an address on it.

"I don't understand."

"It doesn't take a brain surgeon to figure what those questions were leading towards, which I happen to be." Patrick explained. "Give this information to Jason. It's the boathouse he's probably looking for."

"You didn't…"

"No; I didn't. There are advantages to having Anna Devane as your mother-in-law, and she is also well aware of the concept of complete prudence. If we're correct then I jumped the gun on an expert medical opinion based off of a lie that I was given by Dr. Walker."

"This isn't your fault."

"I told Bobbie to give up on her daughter. I trusted Seth the same way I trusted Ian Devlin. I also had Anna look into any counterfeit medication claims at the hospital in Perth. There have been at least two investigations that have turned up blank since Dr. Walker started there."

"Patrick, you can't beat yourself up for not knowing. This could be a good thing; a very good thing."

"You're right. How did Jason know, though, to keep searching?"

"He had to in order to keep breathing." She replied. "As scary as it sounds, I'm really starting to believe that he can't live without her."

"I just hope she's okay. I don't see how Jerry could have kept her secret had he brought her to the hospital and without medical attention after the wreck there could have been all kinds of complications."

"But he has a top rated neurosurgeon…"

"With what equipment? I mean, you ask me to cut into someone's skull here and I'm going to look at you like you were crazy."

"This isn't the best set-up for heart surgery either." Monica concurred. "Well, thank you for this. The sooner Jason gets to her the better."

"When did you start believing?" Patrick asked with a grin.

"About the time you gave me a reason to Dr. Drake."