A/N: Just a warning to my readers I am a huge Kill Bill fan-well I'm a Tarantino fan period the man is a genius but I have special place reserved in my heart for Kill Bill volumes 1&2. The sequence in which the story is told is not only brilliant but captivating. I love flashbacks, I love out of order and this story (Here Comes The Sun) is very much out of order. This chapter is solely a Kristina chapter where she is having tons of flashbacks. So the majority of the italicized text is flashback mode. Mkay? Another warning this chapter contains a few moments of mild language, I apologize in advance (and so close to Easter Sunday iQue Lastima!). Once again the support I get from these fics overwhelms me. Just seeing how many people actually take the time to look at my story is awesome! EnjoY!

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters associated with General Hospital.

Her breath was shaky as she held Molly close to her. They were both lying flat on the cold damp ground. One of Helena's men was pacing back and forth looking for them. He was too idiotic to search the bushes, the most obvious hiding spot for them. She looked down at her trembling little sister who had not uttered a single word since Ethan forced them out of the lake house. Helena would pay for what she did to them.

Ethan was still trapped inside with that monster. She refused to let anyone else she loved die that night.

Molly would be safe in the bushes. If she hurried, she could distract them; give Ethan enough time to run. In the distance she could hear crashing coming from her childhood home and then the sounds of footsteps sprinting away from her and Molly back towards the house. It was either now or never. She released her grip of Molly turning to instruct Molly to stay low when she was shoved back onto the ground by her sister unexpectedly.

"This is your entire fault!" Molly yelled. Kristina began to panic, fearing someone would hear them. She attempted to get up to shush Molly but Molly was on top of her in an instant.

"If you hadn't showed up mom would be fine!"She cried.

"Molly—"

"What did you do to piss of Helena? Why did Helena-"With all of her might Kristina pushed Molly off of her putting her hand over Molly's mouth.

"Not now! Molly I have to go back for Ethan. Please stay here, keep low. I know you have your cell on you call Mac or Dante tell them we need help." Molly nodded still seething with anger.

"Mom's dead and you're worried about Ethan. This is all your fault."

"I had no idea she would—"

"You had some idea or else you wouldn't have come home! Helena came here waiting for you guys to show up. It should've been you and Ethan. I hate you and I wish Helena would have murdered you instead." Molly told her in a calm low voice Kristina had never heard from her sister before. Kristina gave Molly one last pleading look before standing up.

"I'm sorry Molly."

"Kristina?" Kristina shot her head up immediately pulling herself out of her dismal thoughts. She absolutely abhorred Dr. Bayer's waiting room area. She never could understand why people thought the sound of running water was relaxing. It never put her at ease, never brought her any comfort. If anything, it was a tad annoying and made her want to constantly go to the bathroom.

Because there was a strict no cell phone policy in the waiting area, Kristina was forced to block out the sound of the water fountain. Usually doing so by closing her eyes and replaying happier times in her life. Her private wedding ceremony with Ethan, the first time she held her daughter, her 30th birthday when Ethan and the kids surprised her with a trip to Australia.

Today wasn't a day for good memories for Kristina Lovett. This is the reason why she found herself following the older woman into the plain cream colored office. She took a seat in the plush tan chair making herself comfortable.

"I have to admit I was very surprised to see you'd made an emergency appointment for this afternoon," Dr. Michelle Bayer said as she took a seat at her desk directly across from Kristina.

"It's been a very long time, almost an entire year since our last appointment. How've you been?"

"Fine," Kristina told her quietly fiddling with the diamond ring on her left finger. Michelle pulled open her file.

"How about your job? I believe the last time we spoke they were considering moving into a larger office building?"

"Work's fine. We moved two blocks away 7 months ago." Kristina answered her in the same monotone voice.

"And your marriage?"

"Fine," Michelle sighed placing Kristina's open file down in her desk in frustration. She gave Kristina an exasperated look over her glasses that were sitting on the tip of her nose. Kristina sometimes wondered if the reason she chose Michelle as her therapist was because of the similar mannerisms the woman shared with her own mother.

"Kristina, you know I've never pressured you into talking. It took quite a long time for you to finally be comfortable enough to open up to me. I'm sure you didn't call an emergency session with me just to let me know that you're doing fine."

"Michelle, I'm so sorry." Kristina said relaxing her back into the chair. "My life is a complete mess right now."

"Care to elaborate?"

"I've just spent the past 5 hours on the floor of my walk in closet crying while clutching a picture of my mother." Kristina revealed.

It had been a long time since she'd broken down like that over Alexis. It was easier for her to cope with her grieve by not having constant reminders of her past around.

"Kristina, it's perfectly normal to mourn the loss of your mother. I've told you before there are no time limits or requirements for grieving."

"It wasn't just about grieving Michelle. I mean yes, the tears were for my mother, but it was triggered by my fear that my family may be in grave danger."

"Why do you feel like they're in danger? Were you threatened?"

"No we haven't been threatened at least not yet," Kristina said giving her a sad smile. "This past weekend Ethan and my oldest Aviana went on a little father/daughter shopping spree in Manhattan."

Kristina remembered how nervous she had been watching her Ethan and Avi pull off for the trip. At the time, she believed it was the closest Ethan had ever been to Port Charles since they'd left. Moving to Delaware had been a huge risk for them after Aviana was born, but after settling into the small town of Flowerton, they realized it was so far off the map that even Helena Cassadine wouldn't go looking for them there.

"On their way back home he made a detour into Port Charles. He told me that he had to stop there to see his father who has been battling pancreatic cancer."

"That's awful," Michelle said taking a quick skim over her notes. "I'm sorry. I don't mean to interrupt you. I wasn't aware you or your husband were in contact with anyone from—"

"We aren't." Kristina said her eyes growing dark when she thought of the lies Ethan had told her.

"He's been lying to me. Ethan's a part of the security management for the Mala Suerte casino. He led me to believe for years that the casino would send him on these training seminars when in fact it was just an excuse for him to go to Port Charles. Putting himself back into danger is one thing, but to bring my daughter to that horrible place."

"Did something happen to Aviana?"

"Yes. She followed him into the hospital and was seen. Luckily by no one who would put her in immediate danger, but what if the wrong person would have discovered her? One look at Aviana and you know she's mine. How could he be so stupid?"

"Kristina, I have to ask, every time you've spoke about Port Charles, New York you mention the 'evil' that forced you and your husband out of the town."

"Correct."

"You've never fully explained what the evil presence is." Kristina sighed.

"It's something I don't like to talk about. Probably because I always end up in a tug-o-war with myself over whether or not if I'd done something different that night, maybe none of those events would have happened."

"You believe you could have changed the way that night went?"

"Yes."

"What do you believe you did wrong?"

"Maybe if I would've just ignored Ethan's call that night, maybe everything would have been different." Kristina closes her reliving that night again in her head. She opens her eyes and she's 19 years old again sitting in her dorm room overwhelmed with school work she's positive she will never catch up on when her cell phone rings.

"Eth—"

"Kristina where are you?" Ethan asks her.

"The same place I've been for the past couple months."She answers him sarcastically placing her book down on her study desk.

"Are you okay?" He asks his voice filled to the brim with panic.

"Of course I am. Ethan what's going on?"

"I'll explain to you when I get there. I'm on my way."

"To Yale?"

"Yes. Is your roommate home?"

"No, Lindsey's visiting her family in—"

"You're by yourself?"

"Yeah, so?"

"Krissy, go lock your doors now."

"They're already-"

"If anyone that isn't me knocks or tries to get in call campus security. Don't open that door unless it's me on the other side alright?"

"Ethan you're scaring me. What's happened? Is my dad okay? Is my mom—?"

"They're fine. I'll be there in less than an hour. Stay safe luv" Ethan replied hanging up. Kristina dropped her cell phone as she rushed to her dormitory door. It was already locked but she still double checked it and put the dead bolt on.

Walking over to her dresser Kristina opened her jewelry box and grabbed the thin silver chain with the decorative key pendant from the array of necklaces she had. She reached under her bed until she found the silver box that she kept locked away and shoved towards the back so no one could see. Using the key she opened the box and pulled out the .38 gun her father had gotten her as a going away present and waited for Ethan to arrive.

"This is the night you were chased out of town?"

"Yes. I'm sure I mentioned to you that I attended the University of Yale for a short amount of time. I started late in the year and had been having a tough time catching up. When Ethan finally showed up that night it was my ticket out of that hell hole. But at what price?" She asked herself.

"I'd never seen Ethan so panicked. His whole demeanor had changed; so much was going on in town. A war had broken out—"

"I'm sorry a war?"

"A mob war." Kristina clarified grimly.

"Ethan are you alright?" Kristina asked shocked by the state her best friend as she opened her door letting him in. His dark brown hair was askew and his eyes though large with fear had dark circles under them as if he hadn't slept in weeks. Ethan took one look at Kristina and pulled her into a tight hug.

"Thank God you're okay." He said gripping her long dark tresses in one hand as he reached down and gave her a kiss on the head.

"Why wouldn't I be?" She asked once he released her. Ignoring the parade that her body was currently throwing due to Ethan's sudden fondness of giving her hugs and kisses she closed her making sure she locked it behind them.

"Helena Cassadine tried to kill me yesterday and I think she may be trying to kill you next."

"What?" He proceeded to tell her about how she held him and Luke captive after shooting her own daughter to death. The only thing that saved him was his mother's odd timing revealing that he was actually Robert Scorpio's son.

"Luke's not your father?"

"I don't know anymore Krissy. Holly tried to explain but I didn't want to hear her out. I was leaving the castle when Helena's men forced me into one of her hiding spots. She went on and on about making me suffer in ways I'd never imagine. That if she couldn't get the joy out of Luke watching me die in front of him she'd make me watch someone I love die. I guess she drugged me because I didn't wake up until the next day."

"Why would you think Helena's here to kill me?"

"I didn't at first. I convinced Spinelli to have his network search for any hits on Helena's whereabouts. It was difficult tracking her, but one of Spinelli's hacker friends tracked her phone to New Haven."

"Oh my God,"

"I had to get to you. If that old bitch touched you—"

"She hasn't Ethan I'm fine." Kristina reassured him.

"You have to come back to Port Charles with me. I can't leave you here unprotected."

"Have you told my father about this? I'm sure he's not going to let Helena do anything to me. Or my mom for that matter." Kristina asked wondering why Ethan wouldn't have gone to her father immediately. Despite the fact that Sonny hated Ethan for ignoring his warnings to stay away from her, he'd never turn up his nose to the fact that his only daughter may be in danger.

"Have you spoken to anyone from home in the past...er...day or two?"

"No why?" Ethan sighed.

"You might want to sit down then."

"What happened?" Kristina asked him watching as Ethan ran his hands through his messy hair nervously.

"I don't know all the details and Johnny's a bit of a wreck himself at the moment so he wasn't much help. All I know is something happened between Sonny and Anthony."

"Is my Dad alright?" Kristina asked fearing the worse.

"Sort of. Someone took a shot at Dante but Sonny took the bullet for him—" Kristina felt her chest get heavier. Her dad had been shot.

"I guess it wasn't fatal because Sonny apparently tried to chase Anthony off the road in his car, shot out Anthony's tire. Anthony spun out of control, hit a young family, I think killing the dad and the toddler."

"Oh my God. My dad…he killed a toddler?"

"I have no idea. I've been unconscious for a good amount of time luv."

"So you're telling me that my dad was shot and yet still managed to drive around chasing Anthony? I guess he's been arrested now right? Where's Jason?"

"Oh God…that's another thing. Jason had to have another brain surgery."

"What the hell is going on? I thought Jason's surgery went well the first time? Why didn't my mom or Sam tell me any of this? Just because I'm away at school doesn't mean I should be cut off from the family!"

"Krissy…there's more." She had to sit down on her bed when she felt her knees buckled in as Ethan explained that there had been an explosion in the lab where Robin had been working killing her instantly. Not Robin, sweet Robin Scorpio. Family friend, former employer.

Kristina stopped mid story when she noticed that Michelle had stopped scribbling in her notepad and was staring at her in amazement.

"You stopped taking notes."

"I'm sorry in the past 15 minutes you've been in my office I've learned more about your life before Flowerton than in the 12 years that I've had you as a patient. Your husband being held captive by a woman threatening to kill you, your father being in a mob related accident where he possibly killed a man and his child, your brother in law being on the verge of death only to be saved by his friend, the doctor who was killed in a lab explosion? All in one night?" Michelle asked clutching her chest. Kristina nodded solemnly.

"That's Port Charles, New York."

"I apologize for being so surprised. You've just never opened up to me like this before."

"No need to apologize, in all honesty I'm a little surprised myself. I don't like speaking about what happened to my family but if I don't get help now. I've realized that holding all of my emotions in over the years hasn't helped. Ethan doesn't like talking about it and I really have no other support system besides you."

"Well I'm glad you've come to me for help, Kristina. My door is always open to you." Michelle told her grabbing her notepad flipping back a couple of pages.

"Kristina I want to go back to something you said earlier. You said if you would have ignored Ethan's call that night everything would have been different. May I ask what exactly you feel responsible for that night?"

"If I would've been killed, my mom would probably still be alive. My sisters wouldn't hate me. Yes, Ethan may have mourned for a bit but he would have eventually moved on with his life."

"But you wouldn't have two beautiful kids," Michelle rationed.

"Very true. Aviana and Alexander changed my life for the better. But look how our lives have affected them. Just this morning Aviana asked me how unfair it was that she doesn't know anything about whether or not she has aunts or uncles or cousins. It kills me to hide things from my kids."

"Why not tell them the truth?"

"They're children. I had my life scarred at a very young age; I promised that my kids would never have to live through what I had to. Bad enough the news is filled with horrible stories of murder, and war, and corruption. I just want to protect them for as long as I can. Maybe if Ethan would have married someone else...maybe his kids would have had a chance to live a normal life." Kristina thought grimly. She often wondered how her husband's life would have changed by her dying.

"Ethan refused to leave me on campus that weekend. I agreed to come back to Port Charles with him. By the time we'd made it back…it was horrible. The police were searching for the eldest Zacchara, my father was in custody, and the accident victim's family was trying to kill my father. The police commissioner had just lost his daughter in that horrible explosion hours before. It was sheer chaos."

"And you and Ethan walked right into that sheer chaos."

"By the time I arrived home Helena was already there. Sitting on my couch just…smirking at me. She had been waiting for us. I guess it was a setup, for Ethan to freak out and force me to come back into town. I walked through the doors and…they were tied up."

"Who had been tied up?"

"My mom and my little sister Molly." Kristina answered remember the moment she opened that door to the lake house.

"You didn't have to walk me to my door." She said not believing after all the horrible news she'd received that day her stomach still got butterflies whenever Ethan was around. They were walking slowly towards her front door arms interloped as they often did when walking together.

"Believe me luv, I'm not letting you out of my sight until I knew you were safe and sound."

"Thank you…for tonight." Kristina said once they reached the lake house door. "I really appreciate you coming to check on me."

"I'd never let anything happen to you. Besides, I should be the one thanking you... for being a friend." Ethan said the words falling out of his mouth awkwardly. They both paused for a moment gazing into each other's eyes both not wanting the night to end. Kristina scrunched her face up as she tilted her head to the side.

"Isn't that an old theme song to some show?" She asked breaking the tension. Ethan chuckled softly grabbing the key from Kristina's hands and unlocking the lake house door. They both noticed the scene in front of them at the same time. Helena Cassadine sitting with her legs crossed on the Alexis's couch. Molly and Alexis were both tied up very similarly to the way she'd had Ethan and Luke the day prior.

"So nice of the lovebirds to join us!" Helena said smiling at the pair.

Kristina, I was just telling your mother have fabulous it is, you're little obsession over Luke's—oops I mean Robert Scorpio's son. And Ethan dear, I was beginning to wonder how long it was going to take for the drug's effects to wear off. You're quite a weak young man to have 'Scorpio' blood in you." Ethan gripped Kristina by the waist out of instinct just as she was about to lunge forward.

"Oh look at them! He knows what she's going to do before she even does it. How precious! They'll give you lovely bastard grandchildren Alexis." Helena said taking one of her fingers and running in through Alexis's hair. Kristina slipped past Ethan too quick for him to grab her as she rushed towards Helena aiming for her throat. It was then that Ethan noticed the two large bodyguards hiding in the corners. One grabbed Kristina and the other grabbed a hold of Ethan dragging him out of the house locking the door behind him.

"Let go of me!" Kristina yelled hitting the abnormally large man who seemed amused by her aggressiveness. Helena let out a loud cackle as she walked towards Kristina she motioned for the bodyguard to release Kristina.

"You know who you remind me of Kristina? Your weak, whore of a biological grandmother Kristin. You should've named her Kristin, Alexis. Your namesake was a weak whore as well, but you have so much Kristin in you it's almost sickening. My goodness, it's a shame you come from such a long blood line of useless women."

"Fuck you." Kristina said gritting her teeth. Helena slapped her face hard. Kristina reached out and touches the spot on her face that Helena hit.

"I figured you wouldn't react much, you're used to getting slapped around." Helena joked as her bodyguard grabbed Kristina again.

"You know, I've seen a lot of horrible things in my lifetime. I've lost a lot of family. Both of my sons, my dear Mikkos. This town has made my heart suffer."

"So?"

"So! I think it's time I made this town suffer as much as I have these past couple of decades."

"You being in this town makes everyone suffer." Helena smirked at Kristina as she gingerly walked over to where Alexis was seated ripping the duct tape off of her roughly.

"Kristina please just stop talking to her!" Alexis warned.

"Why shouldn't she? I would hate for you two—oh I'm sorry you three to not get a chance to say your final goodbyes." Helena said walking over to where Molly was.

"I'm not even sure that I want to take the duct tape off this one. Boy is she chatty."

"Leave my sister alone!" Ignoring Kristina Helena ripped the duct tape from Molly's mouth.

"So which one will it be Alexis?" Helena asked running her hand through Molly's hair.

"Let them go." Alexis spoke in a calm rational voice. Kristina was surprised by how calm her usually frantic mother was being in this hostage situation.

"Why should I?"

"Because it would be a poor choice for you to kill a Cassadine heir."

"You're not worthy to be called a Cassadine. Not to mention both girls are tainted with Corinthos blood." Helena said grimacing at the mere thought.

"I am going to kill one of your daughters tonight Natasha Alexandra…which one will it be?"

"Kill me instead." Alexis told her, Molly let out a whimper as Kristina fought against her captor.

"Mom no!"

"Kristina hush!"

"Kill me Helena! You want to hurt Ethan? Kill me! You saw how quickly he got to me when he thought you were coming after me! This isn't about my mom, it's about Luke. Luke and Ethan have a connection like no other. You want Luke to suffer, then make Ethan suffer! You kill me and it'll destroy Ethan!" Kristina tried to bargain. Yes, it was a bit of a stretch, but how much did Helena really know about her and Ethan's relationship?

"I would like nothing more than to kill you my dear but let's have a little fun with your mom first." Helena said winking at Kristina as she walked back over taking a seat on their couch. She crossed her legs and then smiled at their mother. "Alexis, do you have any objections to me killing Kristina? Maybe want to bargain with me, just for the hell of it? Beg for this girl's meaningless life? Or is little Kristina going to sacrifice herself without her mommy even trying to save her?"

Suddenly Alexis began to murmur something in a foreign language. Molly and Kristina exchanged worried glances as Helena was the only one who could understand her.

It was definitely Russian; Alexis had only spoken in the foreign language a few times in front of Kristina. She'd picked up a few things from growing up around Nicholas but could not understand or speak almost any Russian. Her ears perked up as she heard the name Mikkos.

Helena yelled something back to her in Russian and Alexis laughed out loud almost sneering at Helena. She watched her step-grandmother ball up her first a shout something else in Russian. Kristina looked up at the bodyguard whose grip on her had loosened. Apparently he was just as fascinated by this foreign conversation as she was. She took the opportunity to kick him in the groin and then tried to bum rush Helena.

Helena Cassadine was old, but too quick even for her. In that instant pulled out a knife seemingly out of thin air and was by Alexis's side with a knife against her throat.

Kristina stopped her story to look up at her therapist once again. Michelle looked truly horrified by Kristina's recap of her life events.

"Did she…"

"No. She told her guard who had been holding me to go find Ethan. Once it was just the four of us she cut my mom loose and then my sister." Kristina told her, remember how relieved she was at the time. "I just remember her hugging me and Molly, telling us how much she loved us and how she'd do anything for us. Then it happened. Helena pulled her back by her hair and slit her throat. "She heard Michelle gasp, dropping her pen on her desk.

"Molly's scream…it was so…it was the worst sound I'd ever heard. All I could do was hold her tighter. I didn't know what to do, I'd been around violence my entire life, but never—never had I ever witnessed someone get the throat sliced in front of me. "Kristina hadn't realized she was crying until the wet droplets hit her chest.

"Ethan busted through the doors of the house shortly after. He fired a shot at Helena but missed. He grabbed Molly and told us to run. I took my sister's hand and we ran out of our childhood home, her bodyguards weren't far behind us but we could outrun them and ended up hiding in the bushes a few feet away from the house."

"Molly she just she was so angry. She blamed me, said it was my fault my mom was dead. I tried explaining to her but she said she hated me, that she wished it would've been me instead. I went back for Ethan; I was close to the house when I heard a gunshot. The only thing I could think of was, I'd just witnessed my mother's murder, and I couldn't handle Ethan dying too. I ran back towards the house as hard as I could the guards couldn't even catch me; I made it into the house before them and locked the door. Ethan had been shot in the arm. His gun was right beside him he pushed it over to me and I grabbed the gun and took a shot...and shot…and shot…I shot at her until there were no more bullets left in the gun."

"Did you kill her?"

"No, despite the violence I'd grown up around I'd never even held a gun in my hand before my dad bought me one let alone shot one. I hit the fireplace, grazed her shoulder, I got her in the leg, it didn't kill her but it brought her to the ground. It gave Ethan enough time to get up he took the gun from me and told me we had to run. Her guards ran into the house and immediately went to help her. She told them she wanted me and Ethan's lifeless corpses to be displayed for the town to see. The front door was blocked so we ran out the back. I could hear sirens in the background but we both knew if we went towards the front of the lake house Helena's men would get to us before he cops. It was stupid, we could've waited for the cops, but really, in a town like that the police were no use. When Helena Cassadine decides she wants you dead, you die."

"I have so many regrets about that night. Not saying goodbye to my sister. Not being able to save my mother. At the time, Ethan and I believed hiding out for a couple months would be adequate. We barely escaped out of Port Charles alive. I tried to contact my sister, everyone's phone lines were tapped. We'd make a call and within the next couple hours we were packing up because someone was trying to break into where we were staying. I wouldn't have been able to live with myself if Molly got killed because of me. So after talking it over carefully Ethan and I decided not to come back to Port Charles for a long period of time."

"When we realized we were pregnant a couple months later with Aviana I knew our lifestyle had to change. The moment I realized I was going to be responsible for another life I knew in my heart that I could never return to Port Charles. We got married, I went to school and we both started careers. We eventually settled down here in Flowerton." Kristina finished trying to make the positives in her life outshine the horrible story she had just retold.

"Kristina, do you truly believe that Helena Cassadine is still out there to hurt you or your husband?" Michelle asked her. Kristina and Ethan had discussed the possibility that maybe Helena had died and all would be forgotten. But Kristina could remember vaguely a tale about Stavros, her cousin Nicholas's father. There were zero surprises when it came to dealing with the Cassadines.

"Yes, I truly believe she can still hurt us." Kristina replied. "I live with the guilt of abandoning my family every single day. But my children mean the world to me. Port Charles is a breeding ground for all things evil. I would never want my son or daughter to grow up the way I did. I never wanted them to know that I'm a Cassadine, or a Corinthos, that their father is a Spencer."

"This happened 14 years ago,"

"Doesn't matter. Doesn't matter if Helena is 120 years old, doesn't matter if she's buried 6 feet under. Coming back from the dead isn't at all strange in Port Charles. Evil never dies." Michelle was scribbling again, this time on her prescription pad. She ripped off the prescription handing it to Kristina.

"I think you should have this filled." She told her smiling encouragingly at her. Kristina looked down at the prescription for the antidepressant and scowled.

"I don't need drugs Michelle. I need to know how I stop my daughter from uncovering my horrific past!"

"Kristina—"

"It was a mistake coming here! Obviously you have no intention on hearing me out!"

"It's a low side effect, low toxicity drug. In small doses I'm sure it will help. You'll be able to see things a bit more rationally." Michelle explained.

"Do you really think I'm making the entire thing up? I'm not crazy! I don't need antidepressants!" Kristina yelled at her jumping up from her seat as she grabbed her purse. Michelle rushed from behind her desk giving Kristina a pleading look.

"No Kristina I apologize I just—"

"I have to go. I've made a huge mistake coming here. You're the wrong person for help with this matter." Kristina told her exiting Dr. Bayer's office. She waited until she safely locked in her car and half way around the corner before she broke down again. Kristina knew exactly who she had to call, the one other person who knew how it felt to be forced to stay away from Port Charles to protect their family. She just hoped she would hear her out.