"Claudia, are you okay?" Sonny questioned an apparent dizzy spell as they stood in the shower together.

"Yeah." She nodded clutching onto him for support. The cleansing portion of the endeavor had already been completed as the kissing under the falling water commenced. Condensation ran down the contours of each of their bodies creating a striking gleam.

"Maybe we should lie you down." He suggested.

"And do what to me?" Claudia asked as she nibbled on his chest.

"I mean it; I don't want you to overexert yourself." He pulled back and kissed the top of her soaked head.

"I'm pregnant, we get dizzy." She reminded him.

"You were pretty sick this morning." Sonny pointed out.

"We do that too."

"Please, for me?" He flashed his dimples as he took a step outside the shower offering his hand to guide her out.

"Now you're just not playing fair." She pouted. "Fine; I will eat some breakfast and take it easy the rest of the day."

"Good." He kissed her. "There's some extra pasta for lunch. I have some business to take care of at the office."

"I know." She shook her head understandingly. "I'll see you tonight."

"I will see you, and you." He kissed her exposed belly. Claudia couldn't help but smile to his attachment to this little one. "When is your next doctor's appointment?"

"Next week marks the six week point and the first ultrasound." Claudia smiled. She was nervous about talking to Doctor Lee about the pregnancy due to it being so soon after the miscarriage, but so far everything seemed to be going okay.

"Make sure you write on the calendar; I won't miss it." He promised.

"Okay, now get dressed and attend to this business before you squander away this guy's college fund."

"We wouldn't want that." Sonny shook his head.

"Of course not."

XXXXXX

"Okay…" Lulu responded to the person on the other end. "Of course we can accommodate that; yeah, tell your client that's not a problem."

"Franco's manager?" Maxie asked her.

"Yeah." Lulu shook her head. "This guy seems kind of wacky."

Maxie shrugged. "He's an artist. Benoit said he went to one of his exhibits in France and it was cutting edge, whatever that means. Anyway, this exhibit should bring in a lot of money for the magazine so whatever he wants…"

"I'll make sure it happens." Lulu finished the thought. "Was Spinelli any better last night?"

"What?"

"With Sam's recovery and after speaking with Jason I assumed that everything was being taken care of."

"Oh, yeah." Maxie smirked. "Thank you!"

"All I did was a simple phone call, but Jason made it seem like he had a task that could occupy the Jackal for the afternoon and give him some purpose."

"I'm not going to argue with results. Did you get in touch with that model, God what was her name…?"

"Ms. Thea Breinholst; yes, she's set for the spread." Lulu confirmed.

"Wow, Lulu, I am impressed!" Maxie replied

"Don't sound that shocked."

"Sorry; it's been awhile since you've been on you're 'A' game, and good to see you back."

"Back and better than ever." Lulu nodded.

XXXXXX

"This is nice." Carly commented as she snuggled up against Jason on the jet; their fingers interlocked.

"I won't complain." Jason smirked kissing the back of her head. "Are you nervous?"

"Why? Do I seem nervous?"

"You have your tells." He informed her.

"My tells? What? Are we playing poker now? Do say, what are my tells?"

"Umm…" Jason contemplated telling her. "For one; your voice gets softer."

"My voice gets softer? I thought I got shrilly and rambled."

"That's when you're scared… or excited."

"There's a difference between nervous and scared?" She asked him.

Jason combed his hand through her hair. "With you there is. You also get this knot right here." He said pressing his palm into her neck causing her to groan.

"Oh my God!" She replied in relief as he worked on messaging it out. She had no idea it was there until he pressed on it.

"Care to tell me where the nerves are coming from?"

"They thought I was gone, forever, and now I'm not. I'm coming back and I'm just afraid I'm walking into a bunch of expectations of how I'm supposed to act and what if I can't live up to that?"

"I don't think anyone is expecting…"

"Jason, what if… what if there's brain damage and I can't…"

"Carly, I think we would have known by now if anything…"

"After I was shot I couldn't feel the way I supposed to. Jason, when the ship went down I hit my head hard enough to lose my memory, and then there was the surgery where I hemorrhaged. The probability of traumatic brain injury has to be high, and what if I can't be what I suppose to be to the people that I care about?"

"All those people care about is that you are alive and well. Carly, this isn't like the last time; you're not pretending right now, you weren't pretending when you were on the phone with you kids and your mom. I saw your eyes tear up when you heard your daughter's gurgle. Those connections are real, and if there are any side effects, short or long term, we'll deal with it." Jason assured her. The only thing that mattered to him was that she was there.

"Okay." She nodded her head. "Jase?"

"Yeah."

"I don't think I can handle a big welcome home party right now." She replied honestly.

"Then I will make sure that doesn't happen." He kissed her. As the pilot called it was okay to remove safety belts Carly readjusted herself until her head was cushioned on Jason's lap. He kept playing with the golden strands as she rested and eventually drifted off to sleep.

XXXXXX

Caitlyn knocked on the door to hear a "come in!" yelled from inside. She opened it to find her brother sprawled out on the couch watching television while Cameron napped on his chest.

"Oh, now that's just too cute." She commented as she held out her cell to take a picture. "How's the little guy doing?"

"His stomach seems to have settled a bit." Zander replied as he brushed his hand over Cam's forehead. "He's still warm."

As Zander adjusted his position Cam started waking up. Caitlyn stood back allowing him to get adjust. "Hey buddy."

"Auntie Caity." He replied sounding so small.

"Auntie Caity brought some soup for lunch." Zander explained.

"Which did you want, the noodles or the stars?" Caitlyn asked holding up the cans.

"That one." He replied pointing to the stars.

"Good choice." She nodded her head in agreement. Zander got up to bring the can to the kitchen.

"What else did you get for me?" Cam asked noticing the bag she had brought with her.

"Oh, you think this is for you?" Caitlyn teased him. Cam nodded his head. "Okay, well maybe. I know when I was sick there was only one thing that made me feel better." She said as she pulled out a stuffed puppy.

Cameron smiled as he grabbed to give it a big hug.

"I also thought that maybe instead of watching… is this Days of Our Lives?" She called out into the kitchen.

"It was just background." Zander called back.

"Sure it was. How would you like some X-Men?" She showed him a box set of some old cartoons.

"Yeah!" Cam responded with wide eyes. "Will you watch it with me?"

"Sure; I can squeeze in a couple episodes." She inserted the disk into the player before sitting on the couch and allowing the six-year-old to crawl on her lap.

"My favorite is Wolverine." Cam told her.

"Really? Mine too." She smiled.

"What about you, daddy?" Cam asked Zander as he came in with lunch.

"I liked Gambit." Zander told him setting down a bowl for Cam along with some toast. "Careful, that's hot."

The boy started by ripping off the crust of his toast and dunking it into the broth. Zander smiled as he realized he did the same thing as a kid.

"Oh, I almost forgot the most important part." Caitlyn said as she reached around Cam to get into the bag in order to pull out a pre-made batch of jell-o jigglers. "Dante heard that you weren't feeling well, and made these for you."

"That was very nice of him." Zander commented.

"Blue raspberry is almost my favorite." He replied holding up a blue star. "I like strawberry the most."

"Unfortunately you're not supposed to have red while you're sick." She explained.

"But I'm feeling better now." He replied. "My tummy's not so icky."

"That's good." She assured him.

XXXXXX

"What are you two doing?" Michael asked Morgan and Molly as it looked like they were up to some secret assignment. "Molly, are you packed?"

"Yes. I only have like two bags and a guitar case." Molly insisted.

"We're working on the invitations." Morgan explained.

"Invitations to what?" Michael questioned as he feared he knew the answer.

"Mom's homecoming; we figured that Grandma Bobbie, Grandpa Mike, Lulu, Lucky and Ethan should be there. Oh and Uncle Luke. Which means we should invite Robert, Matt, and Sam; the Quartermaine's should probably get an invite." Morgan listed.

"You haven't spoken to anybody to arrange…"

"No, not yet. Why?" Morgan asked.

"I just got off the phone with Jason. Mom doesn't want a big welcome home party."

"But mom loves parties and everyone is excited to see her."

"She'll see them in her own time, but right now she just wants it to be us; you, me, and Britni." Michael explained.

"Not even Jax?"

"Not right away." Michael replied.

"But why?" Both Molly and Morgan asked.

"Morgan, she's just getting out of the hospital after brain surgery…"

"Isn't that what happened after Thanksgiving? She planned a party then." Morgan interrupted.

'Only because she was going to treatment she feared she may not come back from.' Michael thought to himself. "That was different."

"How?" Morgan pressed.

"Morgan, her memory was completely gone. She had Jerry telling her a fake story about a family and life she didn't have before collapsing and…"

"What?" Morgan asked.

"I'm just saying that it could take some time for mom to adjust, and it's possible that there could be some changes."
"Like you did with your anger and impulse?"

"Yeah, like that. I don't mean to scare you, and we have spoken with mom already. From what I can tell she's herself, but it's mom's wish to keep it low key for awhile. Jason doesn't think she can handle too many people right now."

"If that's what mom wants…" Morgan reluctantly agreed.

XXXXXX

"Monica is letting me off early. I'm going to drop the Spencer and Jake off at Gram's before coming home." Liz explained over the phone. "I love you, too. See you soon."

"Where's Cam?" Lucky asked over hearing her conversation as he waited for the final tests to come back before giving Sam the okay to be released.

"He's home sick with the bug that Spencer and Jake had caught in France."

"Poor slugger; how bad is it?"

"According to your mom it lasts a couple days, but at the moment Zander says he's okay; sluggish, but his stomach has settled."

"Zander's home with him?" Lucky repeated.

"You sound jealous." Liz observed. "He was just asking last night when he was going to see you next. I told him you were taking care of Sam, but I think he'd appreciate a visit."

"Yeah; of course." Lucky nodded. He had been planning on seeing the boys at Wyndemere the following day as part of the official Cassadine/Spencer/Scorpio bonding time now that they knew Sam was going to be okay, but with Cam sick he figured he should make an extra stop out that way. "Is Jake going to the get-together tomorrow?"

"You mean the 'let's figure out the next step in taking down Helena in a large group setting where we doubt anyone is going to get hurt' meeting?" Liz rephrased it. "Well, technically, it was to set up time for Spencer to see his father, but I suppose…"

"Jake will want to go with Spencer." Liz confirmed. "But Lucky, please keep an eye on him."

"I will, and I will stop by tonight to see Cameron."

"He'd appreciate that."

"Weren't you getting out of here?" Monica asked as she approached the two.

"I was." Liz confirmed.

"How did it go?" Lucky asked of the tests.

"Everything has checked out. She needs to swing by the pharmacy to pick up a prescription on the way home, but she's filling out the release paperwork now." Monica informed him.

Lucky smiled as it seemed everything was finally falling into place.