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The Flame of Franco

Nursery Rhythms...

"Michael can you please go upstairs and get your baby sister?" asked Jax towards his eldest step-son as he cover the mouth piece of his cell phone and looked over at the eighteen year old. They were about to leave for the airport. Jax was on the phone now with the airport, letting him know that the pilot had just arrived.

"Sure thing," replied Michael towards his step-father before rising to his feet from where he was seated on the couch beside Morgan and made his way up out of the room.

"Okay, Thank you Gary. We will be there soon," spoke Jax into the phone as his eyes trailed Michael out of the room before turning away to face the fire place. A few moments later, he hung up and placed his cell phone back into the pocket of his jacket and turned around to face his wife, who had just entered the living room.

"Well?" asked Carly over towards her husband.

"Everything is a go. The pilot has arrived and everything will be ready to go once we arrive. Michael has just gone to get Josslyne, and then we will be all set," replied the Aussie as he met his wife's eye and smiled slightly. He knew that Carly was stressing out about this whole Franco thing. Every since Jason had called her and told her about Sam missing; she had been on her toes. Carly wasn't usually one to worry but there was something about Franco that made her uncomfortable. No one knew anything about this artist. Jax who knew everyone it seemed, had never heard about him before he had started trouble here in Port Charles.

"Good," commented Carly with a slight sigh of release. She was more than happy to pack up and leave everything if it meant keeping her family safe from a psychopath. Every since her run in with Franco at the Christmas Tree lot just a few weeks ago before Christmas, she had been keeping a close eye on her kids, especially Josslyne; who Franco had seemed to take a interest in.

Just as Jax made his way over to where Carly stood, Michael came running into the room. "MOM! JAX!" cried the teen in a state of panic.

"Michael what is it? What's wrong?" asked Carly turning to look at her oldest son, fear pumping through her heart.

"It's Josslyne," whispered Michael, meeting his mother's eye. "She's missing!"

"Jossy, we are going to have so much fun together," spoke Franco to the peacefully sleeping infant as he continued to drive down the darken night streets of Port Charles. As he made a right handed turned, he looked up in the rear-view mirror at Josslyne who was lying on the backseat. Since Franco had no previous experience with babies, he didn't have a car seat for her. So instead he placed her into a old cardboard box had had found, outside the Jacks' household.

He wasn't quite sure what he was going to do with this little baby he had captured. He had not planned on having two hostages. Sam was supposed to be his only one. But because Jason wasn't playing by the rules, he had to up the game; thus making Jason chooses. The artist had a slight idea what he was going to do with the baby but there were still some flaws in his plan.

A few moments later, Franco pulled up to an old broken down warehouse and stopped the car. "We're here Josslyne!" he spoke, a grin appearing on his face as he looked over his shoulder at the baby. He was hoping now the fun would really begin.

"He's taken Josslyne," stated Jason towards Lucky as he snapped shut his phone. He breathed heavily through his nose, trying to keep the anger that was building within at bay. He couldn't lose it now. There was too much at state.

"What?" asked Lucky, his eyes widening at he looked on at the mobster. They were still in the Penthouse, trying to figure out what to do next.

"That was Carly; Josslyne is missing. Franco has taken her," stated Jason again, his blue eyes darkening. "He is raising the states," he added as he ran his hands through his hair and swearing under his breath. His worst fears where coming true. Franco had now managed to take two people that he loved and was doing God knows what to them. He couldn't believe that he had let this happened. He should have put extra body guards on both Carly's family and Sam, even know he knew that they would not like it at all. However, it was too late now; the love of his life and a little baby where in the hands of this psychopath and it was up to him to save them.

"Josslyne is the other hostage. He is going to make me choose between Sam and her," spoke Jason slowly more to himself then to Lucky as he thought out loud. There must be some way around this, he thought to himself. Away where he could get to both of them in time before….but before what? What did Franco have in mind for them? Thought Jason to himself once again as he began to pace the living room.

Lucky watched him from his seat on the couch. This was defiantly more than just a game to Franco, he thought. It was war. The artist meant business because who really stole an innocent, just barely a month old baby from her home. Lucky rose to his feet slowly, watching as Jason mumble something to himself. He knew that the man was on edge. First with Sam and now with Josslyne missing too. This was not good.

"What do we do now?" asked the officer slowly to Jason as he shoved his hands into his jean pockets.

"I don't know," admitted Jason after a moment of silence, truefully towards Lucky. They were both at a lost. Franco was steps ahead of them now. However Jason knew what he had to do next, he knew what was to come.

"Franco is going to want to meet," added Jason as he looked over towards Lucky, meeting his eye.

The officer then watched as Jason walked over to the door, putting on his leather jacket as he went.

"Let me come with you," spoke Lucky, taking a step towards where Jason stood.

"No Lucky, I have to do this on my own," replied Jason, his eyes dark with determination. And with that Jason had opened the front door and left the penthouse. He needed to do this on his own. It was him that Franco wanted, no one else.

A few moments after Jason had left, Lucky pulled out his cell phone. He didn't care what Jason had said. They needed help if they were ever going to find both Sam and Josslyne before anything happened….

"Hey Dante! It's Lucky," spoke Lucky into his cell phone as he once again took a seat on the couch in the Penthouse.

"Lucky! Hey man what's up?" asked the undercover cop on the other line. He was generally surprised to be hearing from Lulu's brother. Lucky knew all about Dante's undercover plot to arrest Sonny. He had known for a couple of weeks now. They had been working together lately to find out more about Franco. Dante had had his suspensions of the artist from the beginning after seeing his work at the gallery and seeing the photo of the body posed.

"It's Franco. He has taken a hostage…well two now, "explained Lucky briefly into the phone.

"You mean Sam McCall," added Dante. "Yeah Sonny called me into his office yesterday. He wanted to discuss Johnny and mentioned how Jason was too caught up in Sam missing. But who's the other hostage?"

"Josslyne Jax. "

"Carly and Jax's baby?" asked Dante, sounding shocked by this piece of news.

"Yeah, they were about to leave the city for the while. Jason had told them to leave. He had gotten some information about how Franco was going to have to make him choose. He assumed that meant he would have to choose between Sam and someone else…so he had everyone going out of the country to make sure that they were safe from Franco. However just as they were about to leave, Michael went upstairs to get his little sister and found that she was gone. "

"How do you know if it was Franco though?"

"Because his tag was written across the nursery walls," explained Lucky, letting out a slight sigh.

"What do you need me to do?" asked Dante in a business like tone.

"Well, Jason is not thinking clearly. Franco has him playing mind games. He is worried about Sam and what Franco will do to her. He has already sent pictures of her. However, Jason doesn't want anyone else on this. The more people we add, the more Franco will make it harder for him to find Sam and Josslyne. But we need a fresh set of eyes. That is where you come in. Jason has sent Spinelli away to Sonny's island, however he is still working on the case. If he finds anything he would contact Jason right away and email the stuff over. But we still need someone helping us here in Port Charles. I was thinking, you could just say that Sonny asked you to help…" added Lucky slowly rising to his feet.

"Yeah, sounds good. Where do you want to meet?"

"I'm at the penthouse now. But let's meet at the PCPD!"

And with that both officers hung up.

"Humpy Dumpy sat on a wall, trying to figure out what was wrong. Humpy Dumpy had a great fall, once discovering who had taken his beloved Bow Peep from him. He knew who it was but wouldn't play by the rules that had been set up. All of Sonny's men could not find out where Bow Peep was. Or where now her little sheep had gone. They were told that if they leave them alone that they would come home, wagging their little tails behind then- unharmed. They only had to follow the rules. Humpy Dumpy thought otherwise; trying to fool the wise Peter Piper by trying to save both. However only one could be save from the bomb that Peter Piper had set up…" Franco smiled down at Josslyne as he placed the little girl down in the crib.

Josslyne' blue eyes followed looked up at the artist, studying him with intensity.

"You will be safe here," he whispered down at her as he ran his had gently over the softness of her cheek. And with that, he left the room, of where the crib was. It was in a warehouse, similar to the one that Sam was in.

On top of the post of the crib, was a camcorder. It was tapped tightly with packing tape to the crib. It was recording Josslyne every movement as she lay on her back, kicking her legs; staring up.

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