Hey readers! So it's been a bit longer than I was intending, I'm sorry. This chapter is also on the shorter side, but I'll get another chapter out for you soon, I promise! I'm so, so sorry again! There's a bit of a strange ending to this one, but it also allows you to speculate on who the mystery person is! :) REVIEW, FAVORITE, FOLLOW, REVIEW, REVIEW, REVIEW! Reviews keep me writing.

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Jason was honestly a bit nervous about getting the whole operation done. He'd read up on it and knew that he would be fine. Now that he had his memories back he just felt it to be right that he have his true face back.

"Jason, what are you doing here?" Elizabeth asked as she saw him waiting in a nearby room. Jason regarded her coldly.

"That's none of your concern. I spoke to Jake today."

Elizabeth stiffened. "What do you mean you spoke to him? He's my son, too."

Jason's eyes narrowed. "I'm well aware of that, thank you. You can relax, though. I didn't say anything to Jake that would compromise your relationship with him."

Elizabeth lacked a little and took a deep breath. "What did you say to him?"

"Well, he knows everything that you did."

Elizabeth narrowed her eyes. "I thought you said…"

"I was talking to Monica about it and Jake heard. We thought he was in the living room with Tracy."

"So he heard everything?"

"I told him that anything you did to me shouldn't affect his relationship with you. He's not happy with you."

"Fine, fine. I guess there's nothing I can do about it, is there? Thanks a lot Jason." Elizabeth said before striding away.

"Elizabeth, you are to blame for all of your unhappiness. Not me. Not Sam. Not Carly. Nobody. You did this to yourself and you need to sleep in the bed that you made."

Elizabeth pulled her arm away and walked away in a huff.

Jason shook his head and turned his attention to his surroundings. He saw the attending physician walking up.

"Mr. Morgan, good to see you. So, are you ready? Did you take all precautions necessary?"

Jason nodded. "Yes, it's a bit of a surprise for everybody, nobody knows."

"Well then good luck with that." Dr. Hawthorne said and led Jason to a prep room.

An hour later, Jason was prepped for surgery and was in the process of being put under anesthesia.

Meanwhile Sam was just entering the Penthouse with a smile. "Jason! I'm home!"

"He's not here, Sam." Molly, who was babysitting Danny informed her.

"What do you mean he's not here?" Sam asked, panicked.

"Relax, he said he had a surprise and that when the time was right you would find out what it was."

"Do you know what it is?" Sam questioned.

Molly nodded. "Yes, I do. I also know that it's unexpected and you aren't to know until it's healed."

Sam's eyes popped open. "What do you mean healed?!"

Molly silently cursed the slip up. "Nothing, Sam. Trust me, he's fine."

Sam took a deep breath. This was something Jason was planning. He wouldn't be in danger. She just needed to stay calm. "So when is he going to let me know."

"A while."

(JUST A NOTE: JUMPING FORWARD)

Two days later Jason was moved from ICU to a general patient's room and throughout the entire two days everyone was on edge. Nobody except for Sonny knew Jason was in the hospital or why he was there in the first place.

It was another week before he was able to talk without pain, but he knew it would all be worth it in the end. As far as everyone knew, Jason was fighting off the flu and was holed up at the penthouse. Nobody was to know what was really going down.

Another month passed and by this time, close friends and family were informed that Jason was in the hospital. They had all thought that he was taking a few weeks to clear his head and would be back later. He was doing this for Sam, his family and friends. Elizabeth thought he was having regrets, which would soon lead to her disappointment.

"Alright, so we finally get to know what the hell you went through this for?" Carly asked, anxiously as the doctor strolled into the room. Sam was stroking his hand reassuringly.

"Are you absolutely sure that you're okay, Jason?"

Jason nodded and chuckled. "I love you, Sam and I love my family. I would never do anything to threaten my future with you all. Alright, Doc. Let's do this."

Dr. Hawthorne stepped forward and began to unbandage Jason's face.

"Everyone close your eyes." Dr. Hawthorne instructed as he did so. "Jason wants this to be a surprise."

The waiting people did as asked and waited for Jason to give them the okay.

Jason looked in the offered mirror and was surprised by how well it had turned out. He was a replica of his old face.

"Okay, you can look."

They opened their eyes and gasped.

"Jason," Sam said, tears forming. "Oh my god."

Carly was crying and Sonny was smiling. "Looks good, Jase."

Jason chuckled. "I was hoping for that."

"What's going on in here…Jason?" Elizabeth asked, coming into the room. The whole room glared at her.

"Jason, you…oh my god." Elizabeth said. She wouldn't let them know this, but with Jason having his old face back it made his rejection of her only that much stronger. "I'm sorry, I'm going."

"Good," Jason murmured. Elizabeth stiffened but kept walking.

Carly started laughing and patted him on the shoulder.

Days later, everyone was still buzzing by the change but they were also used to it. Jason went back to the penthouse with Sam.

"It's so good to have you home, Jason." Sam swooned, as Jason held her waist, her arms wrapped around his neck.

"It's good to be home." He said softly, stroking her face from hairline to chin. "I've missed you, Sam."

"I've always been here, Jason." Sam reminded him, tangling her fingers in the hair at the base of his skull.

"Thank you," he whispered.

"For what?"

"For being there." Jason said, dipping his head to capture her lips with his own. He pulled back and looked into Sam's brown eyes. She pulled his lips back to hers and tightened her hold. Jason's hands ventured underneath her black blouse, grasping at the skin of her olive toned waist.

"I love you, Jason." She whispered, pulling back to allow him to unbutton her shirt.

Jason quickly did so, and sucked lightly on the pulse point. Sam moaned and tilted her head to allow him to get better access.

Sam pulled at the hem of his dark grey t-shirt which Jason quickly discarded. Sam marveled at the muscles of his torso. He was just as marvelous as she remembered.

"You're beautiful," she murmured, her hands tracing the muscles.

Jason groaned at the sensations she was creating and moved his lips down. Sam moaned as he did so. He pulled back for a moment to remove her bra. The black lace fell to the floor in a soft rustle.

"You're beautiful." Jason countered as he pulled her into his arms, her legs wrapping around his waist as he carried her up to their bedroom.

Jason grabbed the remote to the stereo system and played a soft romantic tune in the background.

"Perfect," Sam murmured as she slid her hands down her chest to unbuckle his belt which was straining against the rock hard bulge in his jeans.

"Sam, I love you, too." Jason whispered as he captured his lips with hers. Sam moaned at the words and made great haste with ripping off his belt. "Are you sure you want to do this? I don't want you to have any regrets."

Sam gave him a pointed look. "When it comes to you, Jason, the only regret I have is that we were apart. I have no hesitation when it comes to this. I really want you, Jason."

"I feel the same way," Jason whispered as he nipped at the edge of her nipple, hastily pushing down her jeans, leaving only her panties.

Sam winked at him and hastily moved down his pants down. The bulge became much more pronounced.

"Eager are we?" Sam asked, cocking an eyebrow as she cupped him through the thin fabric.

Jason groaned and pulled her toward him and ground his hips against hers and relished in the moan he elicited from her.

"Jason, please, I need you." Sam panted as she started shuffling her way back on the bed. Jason followed her, hovering over her when he reached her. Without leaving her eyes, he slowly bent down and took hold of the hem of her panties with his teeth, pulling them down sensually, created goose bumps as his stubble scratched its way up her inner thigh.

Jason then pulled off his own briefs quickly, tossing them across the room and venturing his way back up to her.

He leveled himself above her entrance, smelling her arousal as she practically dripped with need. He eyed her speculatively, looking for any trace of hesitation.

Brazenly, Sam reached up to pull him down onto her, Jason groaned as he entered her. "Yes, Jason, Yes."

Jason moved in slow thrusts, wanting to savor their reconnection. He knew she was close when he felt her walls began to constrict around him. He moved faster, harder, and when her breathing turned to panting he knew she was just on the brink.

"Come on, Sam." He groaned, crushing his lips to hers. "Let me love you."

"Yes, Jason!" Sam cried as she came, her hands gripping his shoulders as she did so. Jason continued to move, determined to drive her to yet another orgasm. He moved his lips from his neck to her breast, sucking on the nipple. Sam's head tilted back and he felt her come around him again. This time he let himself do the same.

"I love you, Sam." Jason whispered as he pulled out of her and laid next to her.

"You have no idea, Jason." Sam murmured as she cuddled into his side, her head resting on his chest. Jason leaned down to kiss her hair as he stroked her head and back.

"Don't leave me, Sam." Jason whispered into her hair.

Sam tilted her head to look up at him. "I promise, Jason. I will never leave you."

"And I will do the same," Jason promised. "From this moment on, I will be by your side."

Sam tucked her head against his chest to hide her tears of joy. "You have no idea what that means to me, Jason."

"Then why are you crying?" Jason asked with a nervous chuckle.

"Because I'm so happy to hear you say those words." Sam murmured.

"Oh, Sam, after everything we've had to go through, there was never any doubt. I love you and I won't let anything or anyone tear us apart."

Sam leaned up to kiss him passionately. Jason returned the kiss with equal fervor, tangling his fingers in her hair.

They rejoined each other in another passionate heated embrace.

Meanwhile, Kiki was watching the retreating Hawaiian sun as she and Michael made their way across the tarmac toward the ELQ jet which was waiting to bring them home.

Their honeymoon had been magical to say the least. Michael had carried her across the threshold of their Hawaiian home away from home which had been impressive considering he was fighting jetlag. Their first night together as a married couple made it all the better.

"Mrs. Michael Corinthos," Kiki murmured to herself as Michael brought their luggage in from outside.

"Has a nice ring to it, don't you think?" Michael asked, startling her. Kiki jumped, putting a hand to her chest.

"Michael, you gave me a fright."

Michael chuckled, wrapping his arms around her waist. "Well that certainly wasn't my intention, Mrs. Corinthos."

Kiki smiled at the name and angled her head upwards to kiss him. Michael smiled into the kiss and angled his head to deepen it.

Kiki's fingers tangled themselves in his hair as he unzipped the dress, causing it to fall to the floor.

"You are exquisite," Michael whispered in her ear. Kiki tilted her head, giving him better access. Kiki turned around in his arms.

"You're not so bad yourself, Mr. Corinthos." Kiki said with a giggle as she quickly undid the buttons of his pullover and marveled at his chiseled physique.

"Kiki? Where were you?" Michael asked, drawing her out from her reverie.

Kiki blushed and Michael's smile grew more pronounced. "What, something embarrassing?"

Kiki chuckled nervously. "I was just remembering the first night of our honeymoon."

"Oh really?" Michael asked, a salacious look in his eye. "Anything you want to repeat?"

Kiki shook her head. "I would love to, but I'm very tired. I'd rather sleep and then maybe when we get home."

"I'll hold you to that," Michael said with a wink. "Would you like to join me in a drink before you rest?"

"No, I'm fine, but thank you." Kiki answered quickly.

Michael kissed her temple and got up to prepare himself a drink as she drifted off to sleep, reminiscing in their various rendezvouses.

It wasn't until they were landing that Kiki regained consciousness and she found Michael asleep.

"Okay, Kiki, you have to tell him sometime." She told herself as she paced the flooring. "He'll be ecstatic."

Her thoughts were scurried away when Michael started stirring.

Meanwhile, Morgan was contemplating his latest decisions with a friend.

"I don't know what I was thinking." Morgan mused to the old friend who was lounging on the sofa in Morgan's new apartment.

The old friend laughed. "Morgan, I've known for you quite a long time and I've known your family for even longer. You made a few mistakes."

"I can't tell you how much I regret sleeping with Denise." Morgan mused.

"Well you only did it the one time."

"Yeah, and it was the biggest mistake of my life. I don't feel anything for her. She simply reminded me of the feelings that I once had for Ava."

"How you could stomach being with that hateful woman after she shot Connie I will never know."

Morgan put his hands up. "I didn't know that she had killed Connie at the time."

The man laughed. "I get it, I do. You remind me of your father."

"I do? In what ways?"

The friend laughed. "Well, you're both rather impulsive, a quick temper. I didn't like him for the longest time, you can imagine."

Morgan nodded.

"But I respect him, I do. I don't agree with his choices. I think you need to think before you act next time. From what I understand you were drinking when you made the decision to sleep with Denise?"

"Yeah."

"Does she know what you don't want to pursue a relationship?"

"Yes, she took it well. She understood that it was a one-time thing. Something to get out of my system."

"Well, at least that's done. And you're absolutely sure that that's what she felt? This isn't going to come back to bite you?"

Morgan chuckled. "I'm sure. You know, I never thought we'd be this close again."

"Well, I'm sorry that I missed Michael's wedding. I did send a gift to his new house congratulating him."

"I'm sure he'll love it." Morgan muttered. "So, what's life been like for you?"

"It's been rather steady. Ever since my engagement fell apart a couple years ago, I've been keeping to myself in the romance department. I can't raise hopes only to have them dashed. I have a family to worry about."

"No offense, but after what she did to Michael, I'm not quite sure that that's the person you or I would want around Joss."

Who do you think it is?