The three girls returned to Port Charles after resting up at Leo's. Maggie came along to keep an eye on Frankie. She just got her sister back and the change in her demeanor reminded Maggie of Frankie's darker periods of their youth. She was frightened for her sister and wanted to help her. Robin left Frankie in Maggie's capable hands and went to spend the remainder of the weekend with Patrick.

Maggie took great care of her sister. She cooked for her, they talked and she held Frankie when she cried. They spent more time filling in the blanks and even reminisced about some of their happy memories. Although few and far between. Both girls were physically and emotionally exhausted by that Sunday.

Maggie woke that morning and came into the living room to find Frankie sitting on the sofa. She just sat there in silence, staring straight ahead. "Frankie? You okay?"

Frankie snapped out of her daze and answered. "I'm alright. Yeah, I'm just tired. I'm grateful to you for being here. You didn't have to."

"Nonsense!" Maggie said. "I am your sister. That is a job that both of us have been really awful at for the last couple years, but you needed someone. I am here now and don't plan on letting you down again."

"Thanks, Maggie." Frankie said quietly. "I know you have to get back to the hospital soon, though. It's okay. I want you to know that you can go. I'll be fine. I won't do anything stupid."

"I know you won't." Maggie smiled. "I trust that. I do have to leave today, but I was gonna wait for Robin to get home tonight."

"You don't have to do that. We've already done a lot of driving this weekend and you still have to get to Rochester. It's not like you are down the street. Go on back and get some rest. I will be fine. I am a big girl."

"Okay. I don't want to crowd you. At least go take a shower and I will treat you to breakfast. Okay?"

Frankie paused for a moment and then slowly got up. "Alright, that would be nice. I will be out in a bit." She gently touched her sister's shoulder as she walked by and gave it a squeeze. Then she disappeared into the bathroom. Maggie helped herself to a drink of water and then walked about the apartment, looking at the pictures. They seemed to be mostly of Robin and her friends. There wasn't much of a representation of Frankie there.

She moved back into Frankie's room and it was like a time warp. Stacks of books piled on shelves…unfinished crosswords puzzles strewn about…comics…CDs...This is almost exactly like her room back home. Wow! Maggie thought. She picked up a frame. It was the only picture in the room. I was Frankie in a bar, with some guy, surrounded by girls. "How very,Frankie." Maggie mumbled. "Football, beer and girls." She set the frame down and laughed. She went over to the nightstand and found the old tattered poetry book that Bianca had examined before. Maggie flipped through the pages and came across the strip of pictures from when they were six. Her breath caught as she read the poem. All this time, she never forgot. We've been so close for so long and didn't even know it. I wonder if she would be as surprised to know I still carry my half of these pictures?

There was a knock at the door, so Maggie stuck the pics back into their place and went to answer it. A young girl, possibly in her early twenties stood there. She was in a state of mess and smelled a little of alcohol, but seemed more sober. She thrust forward and wrapped her arms around Maggie. "Hey, you're back! I've been texting you. How was the trip? Did you have a Happy Thanksgiving? You would not believe the drama that…"

Maggie pushed the girl off of her. "Whoa…let's try this again. I am MAGG-ie…Frankie's twin sister. You are?"

The young girl turned a very bright shade of red. "Oh my gosh. Oh…I am so sorry…wow…I totally see that you are NOT Frankie. Whoa. Umm. I'm Brook Lynn. I am a friend of Frankie's. Is she here?"

Maggie looked the girl over and wondered exactly what kind of friend this girl was. "She is in the shower. You can come on in and wait." Brook Lynn nodded and made her way to the couch.

"I didn't know that Frankie had a twin. That is so cool. How long are you in town for?" Brook Lynn asked.

Maggie came around the couch and sat. "We haven't been that close. That is going to change, though. I just came to town to look after her, since Robin was not home."

"Look after her?" Brook Lynn asked. "What happened?"

"I don't want to spread her business all over. She just had her heart ripped from her chest, essentially. She was in a bad place, but seems to be doing a little better."

"Oh." Brook Lynn said. "Must be that Bianca girl she has mentioned before. That is too bad, poor thing." Just then the girls heard the bathroom door open and Frankie emerged.

"Hey Mags? Who are you talking too?" Frankie asked as she entered the room drying her hair. "Brook!" She said surprised. "Hey, what's up?"

Brook Lynn got up and walked around to hug her friend. "I just came by to talk. I had the worst day yesterday…I needed my drinking buddy. I missed ya."

"Oh. Well, I promised my sister that we would go to breakfast because she is leaving soon. Why don't you just clean up and crash in my room until we get back? I will call Robin and let her know." Frankie offered. "Then we can talk after I see my sister off. Sound good?"

Brook Lynn nodded. "I could use a nap. I had a long night after my show."

"Your show?" Maggie asked.

"Brook Lynn is a singer at the Metro Court." Frankie said. "You should see her sis. She is great. Do you remember that guy Eddie Maine? That is her dad. She is way more talented than even he was though."

"Aww, stop it. I don't know what I would do without the president of my fan club at all my shows." Brook Lynn joked. "I'm going to go rest."

"Alright." Frankie said. She watched Brook Lynn walk away and then turned to see her sister looking at her. "What?"

"Don't what me? What kind of friend is that girl? Are you sure that you can trust her alone in this apartment?"

"Hey, she is my friend. We comfort and console each other. She is young, but she has seen a lot and she is a really good listener. Besides, Robin is friends with her mother and has known Brook since she was a baby. Brook wouldn't do something stupid to jeopardize their friendship."

"Okay, okay." Maggie said. "I just think in your state, you shouldn't be out drinking and up drowning your sorrows in someone else. I'm worried about you. I don't want anyone taking advantage of you."

"I am a big girl and have managed to care for myself all this time. I appreciate your concerns, but I will be fine. Now let's get going. I'm starving." Frankie said as they headed out the door.

After sharing breakfast, the girls came back to the apartment and Maggie gathered up her things. "I am glad we found each other again, Frankie. Even under these circumstances. I've missed you."

Frankie felt tears creeping up, but knew that she had nothing left. She scratched her scalp and tried to think of something witty. I've got nothing. "I am glad too, Mags. Now get on, before I make you pay rent."

"I am going. I am gonna be back to check in on you in like two weeks. You had better answer my calls too." She leaned in and hugged her sister as Frankie rolled her eyes.

"So, bossy! Glad some things haven't changed." Frankie laughed a little as Maggie punched at her arm. "Bye. Drive safe and call me when you get in."

"I will. Bye." Maggie closed the door behind her. Frankie ran her hand through her hair and remembered Brook Lynn. She walked back to her room and opened the door quietly in case she was still asleep. She wasn't. Brook Lynn was sitting up on the bed. She was wearing nothing but her tee shirt and her underwear. She looked as if she had been asleep, but was now holding her cell phone and crying. Frankie was on the bed and by her side in seconds. She took the phone from Brook's hands and pulled her body tightly to her.

"Shh..." Frankie cooed. "What happened? Brook, talk to me."

Brook Lynn just sobbed harder and wrapped her arms around Frankie's neck. She cried and cried without saying a word. Frankie felt something. She held the girl tighter and just let her cry. Frankie understood. It was like Brook was crying for her too. Crying out the pain she felt but couldn't release anymore. She knew that sound of pain. She heard it resonating in her own head in the days before. I bet she is having some issues with Johnny again. She just needs to cut him loose. He just uses her and doesn't treat Brook like she deserves. He is being a fool. It's okay, Brook. You just cry. I've got you.

Frankie held her tighter as she wandered in her thoughts. Her hands stroked through Brooke's hair and soothed along her back. Brook Lynn clung to Frankie and as her crying stopped, Frankie tried to ease her down to rest. As Frankie pulled back slowly, her eyes met Brook's tear-filled orbs. The younger girl locked her hands into Frankie's hair, preventing her from moving back any further. She slowly closed her eyes and raised her lips up to the sensitive part of Frankie's neck, just below her earlobe. Frankie's breath hitched. Brook trailed her lips across the warm flesh of Frankie's cheek and found her lips. She kissed her softly.

Frankie broke the hold and pulled back, looking into the young girl's eyes. Two sets of eyes mirroring the same hurt and pain, filled with rejection and loss, locked into each other in silence. Frankie pulled Brook's body atop her as she rolled on her back and slid her hands down to the exposed flesh of her legs. Brooke Lynn raised her shirt over her head and lowered her body as the two girls lips crashed together.