An old black sedan pulled up to the doors of the abandoned and long since forgotten abbey. Mikkos stepped out onto the cobbles and looked around before making his way inside. There were guards posted who nodded as he made his way down the long hall to a formal sitting room. Moments after his arrival several of his guards brought in the man who was currently enjoying Mikkos' hospitality in the form of a locked room within the abbey. He found it fitting that the nuns who once called this place home called the small nearly windowless rooms cells. When the two men were left a lone Mikkos turned to face the man. "I hope your comfortable Mr. Jacks."
Jerry smirked. His hands were shackled in front of him, but the chain on the cuffs was long enough to grant him some movement, just not enough to do any harm, so he was able to accept the drink Mikkos handed him. "I've been in worse places."
"Yes. I would imagine you have." Mikkos replied as he glared at the man. "It has been a long time since last we spoke. You look very different."
"Yeah, little accident in a rally car. Bad burns almost died." Jerry said with narrow eyes. "Wouldn't know how the old girl managed to catch fire do you?"
Mikkos simply shook his head. "Why would I?" He paused, but not long enough to give Jerry time to speak. "Do you know why you are here, Mr. Jacks?"
"I've a pretty good idea." Jerry replied.
"Good, that makes this easier. You must understand, Mr. Jacks, that I can't have you interfering." Mikkos said, her voice low and threatening.
"I wasn't going to." Jerry replied, a flicker of anger in his eyes.
Mikkos looked the man over the way a lion might look upon a dug beetle. "Lets make sure you don't, because I know the temptation may weaken your resolve over time." He have the man a hard glare before continuing. "I'm rather impressed with the way you've handled Helena. We might be able to work something out that is beneficial for everyone."
Jerry smirked at that. "Are you offering me a job, Mr. Cassadine?"
"Offering, no." Mikkos replied. "Offering implies you have a choice. Like I said, I can't have you interfering. Your brother is by far the better man, my daughter loves him, and I will make sure she gets what she wants and what she wants is the happy family she hasn't had since her mother's death, and she wants that family with Jasper."
"You're right." Jerry admitted. "Jax is the better man and he'll make her and Sam happy. I would never interfere with that." The two men looked at each other for several long minutes, a quite understanding passing between them. "So what's the job?"
"It's rather simple really." Mikkos answered. "I want you to kill Luke Spencer."
That surprised Jerry for some reason. "Old hurt feelings over his blowing your world domination plan to hell?"
"Perhaps that is a small factor." Mikkos admitted. "But no, his death will be a gift."
"To who?" Jerry asked. "Not Alexis because she's kind of fond of him."
"My son." Mikkos replied. "Stefan is in love with Laura and as long as Luke Spencer is around my son will never know the happiness his sister has found."
Jerry stared at the man for moment. "Mate, you are the one hell of a twisted father."
Almost everyone in the cabin of Jax's private jet was freaking out and/or panicking. After spending a couple of weeks being forcibly held at the Austrian home of her parents, a very pregnant Alexis was in early labor. The stress of coming face to face with her thought to be dead father, the emotional storm she'd gone through reliving old memories and finding out harsh truths had just been to much. Looking back when this was all said and done she would realize that the back pain she was having was back labor and that she should have never gotten on the plane. But now wasn't the time for logical thinking, now was the time for freaking the hell out! They were 30,000 feet in the air, hours away from land, and not a single medical person in sight. Who did she have with her that could deal with this? She had her corporate raiding boyfriend; her eighteen year old wanna be rock star sister, her twelve year old adventure loving daughter, her fourteen year old princely nephew, and Luke freaking Spencer!
Thank god for Luke freaking Spencer. While everyone else was acting as if the plane were going down he'd grabbed the satellite phone and called the first person that came to mind. Then he shoved the phone at the only person who wasn't two seconds from a total melt down.
"What?" Kristina said as she looked at the phone and Luke with confusion.
"Talk." Luke said. "She'll help you through this."
"Oh." Kristina took the phone and said a quite, "Hello?"
"Krissy, tell me what's happening with Alexis." Bobbie's voice demanded over the line.
The girl closed her eyes, relaxed, and let out a long breath. "Her water broke and she's having contractions."
"Let me speak with her." Bobbie said. Once she had Alexis on the line she began asking detailed questions that only a woman going through labor could answer. Several minutes later Jax was carrying Alexis back to the small sleeping cabin, leaving Sam and Nikolas with Luke, while Kristina followed as she continued talking to Bobbie.
Of course Sam wanted to go as well so she darted after them only to be snatched up by Luke. "Let me go! I want to be with my Mom! I have to be with my Mom!"
"Easy there Slick." Luke said as he easily held on to the girl. "Trust me kid you do not want to see what's about to happen back there. It ain't gonna be pretty, darlin'. Let Jax and Kris handle it. Your Mom's going to be fine."
"Luke's right, Sammie." Nikolas said as Luke sat his cousin on the couch beside him. "Bobbie will help them through this. The best thing we can do for Aunt Alexis is stay out the way."
In the back cabin of the plane Kristina was listening carefully to Bobbie's instructions, relaying some of them to Jax, who jumped on each one. He gathered up clean towels, a top of the line first aid kit, which he had because of the countless times he'd rescued a bloody and broken Jerry, and a paper bag because of course Alexis would choose now to hyperventilate.
"Alexis you need to calm down." Kristina said firmly. "That isn't helping."
Alexis breathed into the bag, inflating and deflating it in quick bursts, while glaring at her sister with narrow, annoyed dark eyes. Alexis was in fact telling her eyes off with that look but rather then making Kristina feel scolded it made the girl laugh. That just made the glare worse.
"She's right sweetheart." Jax said as she got on the bed with her, pulling her into his arms. "You need to calm down.
Alexis took the bag away from her face long enough to say, "This is all your fault! You and that damn roguish smile and that damn accent telling me I need to loosen up and be more spontaneous!"
"You threw the popcorn first." Jax said with a laugh.
"Yeah well you're the one who fished it out of my cleavage!" Alexis argued.
"And I really don't need to know any more details thank you." Kristina said, quickly cutting that conversation off before she was scared for life. She and Jax spent several more minutes calming her sister down, and then she went back to following Bobbie's instructions. It felt as it everything was happening far to slowly and way to fast all at the same time. Jax and Kristina kept Alexis calm, while Bobbie kept Kristina calm and focused over the phone. Then suddenly, after a lot of painful contracts, a lot of yelling and swearing, Kristina saw something. "Bobbie, it's the head, I think it's the head."
"Good, that's good Krissy." Bobbie reassured. "Now, this is what I want you to do. Have Alexis breath, have her apply a little pressure but do not let her push, not yet. We want the head to clear slowly."
"Ok." Kristina said as she looked up at her sister to rely what Bobbie said. She was going to have a sore neck from holding the phone with her shoulder and all the odd angles she was twisting to see Alexis, and see what she was doing, but it would be worth it. She was delivering her new niece or nephew!
When the baby's head was clear Kristina's heart stopped. She lowered her voice, not waiting Alexis to hear. "Bobbie. The umbilical cord, it's around the neck."
"Ok, stay calm, gently slide your fingers under it and slipped it over the baby's head." Bobbie said soothingly. She was sitting on the sofa in her living room with Carly pacing the floor behind her. If she weren't so focused on getting Kristina through this she would have snapped at the nervous teen to sit down, because she was starting to make Bobbie feel edgy.
"What's going on?" Alexis demanded. "Kristina?"
"It's fine, Alexis." Kristina said after putting the phone down so she could hold the baby's head in one hand, and use her other to remove the cord. "Get ready to push soon, ok?" Her hand trembled as she tugged on the cord enough to get some slack and then carefully pulled it from around the baby's neck, and over it's head. Her heart refused to beat until it was finished. Then she snatched up the phone and said, "Ok, ok, I got it."
"Good girl." Bobbie praised. "Now, gently stroke down the baby's nose. This will help clear away the mucus and fluid. Then with both hands angle the baby's head downward and get Alexis to push."
Kristina nodded as if Bobbie could see her. She set the phone aside once more, used both hands to hold the baby's head, angled it and said, "Alexis, push!"
"Push sweetheart." Jax encouraged. "You're doing great, wife. We're almost there. Push!"
"I am pushing!" Alexis snapped at him while she bore down and grunted. Jax was behind her, pressing her forward a bit as she pushed, and holding her thighs up and apart. She had her hand in his, crushing his fingers, and the other hand digging into the skin on back of her thigh. She pushed, she cried out, and when she couldn't do it anymore she leaned back against Jax and panted.
It took another push to get the baby's shoulders out but once that happened the baby practically slipped from her mother's body. "It's a girl!"
Alexis fell back against Jax with tears in her eyes. "A girl." She said happily. "A baby girl."
Kristina cleared out the airways just like Bobbie told her, but the baby didn't cry. She gave it a little nudge, a little slap, to startle it, but the baby didn't cry. Panic rose quickly in everyone's chests.
"What's wrong?" Alexis demanded. "Why isn't she crying? Kristina!"
The girl quickly snatched up the phone, her panic and tears clouding her voice. "Bobbie! Bobbie! She isn't crying! She isn't breathing!"
"Calm down, Kristina." Bobbie said as her own emotions threatened to over take her. "Do exactly what I say."
"Kristina!" Alexis demanded as she tried to movie, tried to see what was happening. "Kristina!"
Kristina ignored her sister while doing what Bobbie was telling her. She opened the baby's airways; she blew a gentle breath into her lungs, she compressing her little chest. Seconds felt like hours, a minute felt like a lifetime, and then suddenly the baby stirred and let out a soft cry that steadily grew louder, stronger. Kristina wrapped the baby in the clean warm towels and placed her in Alexis' arms.
"Hello." Alexis said softly as she looked down into the face of her new born daughter. "Hello baby. Oh look at you. You're so perfect. Don't you ever scare me like that again!"
The sound of a baby crying had Sam on her feet in flash but Luke still wouldn't let her go back, not until Jax came to get her. When she was finally allowed in she saw her mom lying on the bed with the baby in her arms. Pure joy washed through Sam, but so did a little flicker of jealousy.
"Sammie." Alexis said softly. "Come meet your baby sister."
"A sister?" Sam said as she guardedly came closer to the bed.
Alexis was beaming as she nodded. "Just like you asked for."
Sam smiled as she stood at the side of the bed and looked at the baby, her little face, and smiled. In that instant Sam knew that this little girl would be one of the most important people in her life. As gently as she could Sam got on the bed to sit beside her mom and new sister. "Hi. I'm your sister, Sam." She reached out with a gentle finger and brushed it against the tiniest fist she'd ever seen. "And I'm gonna look out for you, I promise."
Fresh tears welled in Alexis' eyes as she put her free arm around her eldest daughter, pulling her as close as she could, so she could cuddle for the first time with both of her daughter, her girls.
When the plane landed in Port Charles Bobbie, Carly and an ambulance was waiting on the tarmac for them. They quickly loaded Alexis and the baby into the ambulance and rushed them to General Hospital. Everyone but Luke that is, because he'd used the commotion to slip away. He had unfinished business in Austria to take care of. The baby was a little early but over all she was fine. There was a rattle in her chest that had the doctor choosing to keep her for a few days, and since Alexis was exhausted they would be keeping her as well.
"She needs a name." Jax said softly as he crouched beside Alexis who sat in a wheel chair by the incubator her baby was in. Bobbie had reassured her that it was just a safety precaution.
Her baby could have died if not for the quick, calm, thinking and actions of two people. Alexis knew what her baby's name would be. "She has one."
Jax laughed. "Care to fill me in?"
Alexis reached in and put her finger into her baby's little grasp. "Kristina Jean Jacks-Davis."