Thanks to Nuttyeyes2012 for all the reviews. You are far too kind. Are there any other readers out there? It is so hard to tell if I have lost any of you. Oh well, here we go:

Frankie disconnected her phone call and stepped back inside the apartment. She was processing all the information she had just received from Jamie and didn't notice the older brunette woman observing her from the kitchen. Jamie couldn't possibly be right, could he? But why did Bianca drive all that way? Especially, after she has gone weeks without a word from me?

"Frankie? Is something wrong? You look a little pale?" The older woman spoke up. Frankie cleared her head and smiled. "No, that was just my friend Jamie, back in Syracuse. We were just catching up." Frankie lied.

"Did you bring another 'friend' home last night? Is this going to be a habit?" The brunette asked sternly. Frankie smirked and scratched her at her scalp as she was lost in thought.

Frankie had been hurting in every way possible on her first day in Port Charles. Her hand was still mending, her heart was completely broken and she had just left the only home she had ever really known. She dropped in to view her new living arrangement. Just as he had promised, David cleared her name. He also gave her all the help she needed to cut ties from Bianca and disappear. Her cousin's wife, Anna, was more than helpful. She was opening a door for Frankie to get into the PCPD when she was finished up with school, and had Anna had also introduced Frankie to her daughter Robin Scorpio.

Robin was a young doctor, five years older than Frankie, but they hit it off almost immediately. Robin was happy to help Frankie out with a place to stay until she could get on her feet. In the short time they conversed over the phone, they decided that they would mesh well as roommates, and they had. Well, except for this one concern of Robin's.

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After arriving and getting settled in, Frankie had gone to the bar at the Metro Court, a popular hotel in town. She was determined to drink the ache away and make Bianca a distant painful memory. After several shots and a few beers, Frankie was feeling mighty fine. A young singer took to the stage and Frankie moved up closer. She was a very attractive young girl, probably no older than twenty-one, but she had a voice that entranced Frankie instantly. Brook Lynn. Heh, what a corny and yet perfect name. Frankie thought. Frankie sat awestruck through two of the young girl's sets.

When the show was over and the crowds had thinned out, Frankie made her way to Brook Lynn's side at the bar. "Great show. You really have an amazing voice. I really enjoyed it." Frankie said with a smile.

"Thanks." Brooke Lynn turned to face Frankie and flipped her hair back playfully. Frankie sighed as she breathed in the sweet fragrance radiating off the girl. "I have to say that I have never had anyone sit through both sets before. I appreciate the support." Brook Lynn flashed a shining smile and graciously patted Frankie on the arm.

"Can I buy you a drink?" Frankie asked.

"Sure." Brook Lynn replied.

That was well over a week ago. The two women had hit it off very well. They were fast friends and spent most of that night together. Brooke Lynn had connections to the owner and they were able to sit and talk long after the bar closed. Frankie shared a little of her situation. Being new in town and feeling homesick. Brook was impressed by all the places that Frankie had been. They seemed far more exciting than Port Charles.

She shared with Frankie how she got into the music business. Her mother's ambition and her how her father used to perform. Frankie laughed. "Ha! I remember Eddie Maine. Oh man, that sure was a long time ago. He was alright." Brook Lynn smiled and finished off her drink before going behind the bar for another. "Yeah, he was. Then life interrupted and he had to come back here."

"If you hate it here so much, why do you stay?" Frankie asked.

"I plan to leave. I just sort of got into some complicated messes here. Mostly with guys…I just need to tie up some loose ends, save a little money and I am out. I am going to pursue my career." The girls talked a little longer, until the owner insisted they move along. Inebriated and against her better judgment, Frankie offered that they hang out at the apartment. Robin was working the night shift, so they drank a little more and talked till early morning.

Robin came home and found the two women passed out on the couch in an interesting position. She was tired and figured that she would take things up with Frankie later that day. She hung her bag by the door, slipped off her shoes and walked to her room. With a tiny smirk she shut the door with slight force. Frankie startled at the sound and looked down at the girl asleep on her chest. Oh Lord…not again. She thought, rubbing the sleep from her eyes. No…no, we didn't…calm down, Stone.

"Hey, Brook…" Frankie whispered while nudging the girl gently. "Brook. Brook Lynn. Wake up."

Brook Lynn stirred and stretched a little before realizing where she was. "Oh crap! Oh man, my head hurts. Whoa." Frankie reached out to brace the younger girl. "You okay? Just be still. I will get you some water and an aspirin." Brook nodded in response. Frankie went around the counter into the kitchen and Brook Lynn just stared, a bewildered expression on her face. "You know…Frankie, I don't want you to think that I…"

"No." Frankie interrupted. "Really, it is okay. Nothing happened and I am totally fine with that. I mean, it was nice to just relax and be casual. I am new here and aside from my roommate, I don't know anyone. It was cool to just kick back and I don't think anything negative about you. I hope you feel the same."

Brook sighed and relief set in her face. "Thanks. Thank you for that and for just having a shoulder I could borrow. No strings attached. It's refreshing to not have the baggage. Everybody in this town is so wrapped up with everybody else. I could use an escape, a judgment free zone, from time to time. I appreciate ya."

"You are welcome and I totally understand. I am here whenever you need me. I think Robin should be getting here soon, so if you…" Frankie gestured casually towards the door. "I just don't want her to get the wrong impression of me on my first night here."

Brook stood up and handed her empty cup to Frankie. "Robin? Robin Scorpio?" She said surprised.

"You know her?" Frankie questioned.

"Yeah." Brook Lynn replied. "Well, sort of. I met her at my grandmother's funeral. She is a friend of my mother's actually. Well, and she is a doctor…like I said, everybody in this town is wrapped up with everybody else." She collected her stuff and walked to the door. "I guess I will see you around?"

"Sure." Frankie replied. "See ya."

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That was a little over a week ago and it wasn't the last time they two women saw each other. Frankie found herself going to the Metro Court frequently after classes and more often than not, hanging out with Brook Lynn. One or two of those occasions had ended with the two of them passed out in Frankie's room. This was a fact that Frankie was sure she had slipped past Robin. Well, up until that very moment.

"Ha, about that." Frankie mumbled. "I assure you that it is just one girl. Her name is Brook Lynn. She is only a friend at that, and absolutely nothing is going on. We just drink and talk and then sleep. You don't have to worry about funny business on my end."

"Brook Lynn?" Robin exclaimed. "That was Brook Lynn? Okay. Well…alright. Just give me heads up next time." Robin snickered. "I don't like walking in on surprises." Robin started to walk away and then turned back to say more. "Let's make sure you keep it friendly. Brook Lynn's mother and I are very good friends and I really don't want any drama to come in between us. Okay?"

"No problems at all…promise." Frankie said. Oh my…out of all the girls I run into. What is the deal with these small towns? Frankie started to walk away, but Robin called after her. "Hey, so what are we going to do about Thanksgiving? My mom is pushing for me to join her and David. I have also been given direct orders to drag you along. I don't think they are going to take no for an answer."

Frankie's thoughts trailed back to her phone call and thoughts of Bianca. It was a risky endeavor, but she owed so much to her cousin and his wife. Maybe I can pull it off. Slip in and slip out without seeing Bianca? Or maybe I will see her…I mean if what Jamie is saying is true?

"Sure it's a date." Frankie said with a smile and retreated back into her room.