Hey wonderful readers! So, spring semester just started a couple weeks ago and I've been so focused on staying caught up with school that I'm afraid I neglected my story. :( I'm so very sorry for the very long wait. This chapter is a bit longer so I hope that serves as some kind of consolation :) I will do my best to churn out another chapter within the next week. If I have to take a hiatus I will let you know at least two chapters in advance. :)

Happy reading! Enjoy!

-Jess

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?

Chapter 34

Jasper Jax left Morgan's apartment and made his way to the Metro Court where he was hoping to take up a short residency before he found a more permanent home.

As he was walking into the lobby, he was immediately recognized.

"Jax? What are you doing here?" Olivia asked, walking up with a smile. "I didn't know you were back in town."

Jax chuckled to himself. "Yeah, I've been away for too long. Thought I'd come back. The place looks great."

Olivia looked around. "Thank you, we do our best. Does Carly know you're back in town?"

"Not yet, I was actually planning on surprising her here being that Josslyn's at school."

Olivia eyed him speculatively. "You do know that she's married right?"

Jax nodded. He knew that she had decided to marry Sonny again. He didn't think it was her wisest decision or the best decision for Josslyn, for that matter, but he would have to deal with it. He would also have to deal with the regret he felt for not taking her up on her offer to stay married back when he was so foolishly engaged to Brenda, who still obviously had it bad for Sonny.

"Don't worry, Liv. I wouldn't dream of interfering in Carly and Sonny's marriage." Not that that ever stopped Sonny from interfering in Carly and I's marriage back when we were still together, Jax mused to himself.

"Well, I think you'll find her in the restaurant. I think she's having lunch with Jason and Sam."

Jax's head snapped up. "Jason? I thought he was dead."

Olivia grinned with a chuckle. "You really need to get caught up. So, Robin, you knew she was alive right?"

Jax nodded. That was all Brenda could talk about for days.

"Anyway, Robin went with Victor Cassadine, Nikolas's great uncle, to bring Jason back to life. When he was kicked off the harbor by Cesar Faison after suffering a gunshot wound, the Cassadines fished him out of the water and had him brought to a European clinic. Dr. Liesl Obrecht, who was recently fired, treated his wound. Jason grew restless because he wanted to go home, and the doctors deemed him too much trouble. They placed him in a cryogenic tank to be revived later. This is where Robin came in."

"Robin brought Jason back to life? I knew she was brilliant, but this is amazing." Jax said taking a seat on the sofa in the lobby. Olivia sat in a nearby arm chair.

Olivia nodded admirably. "She's quite a smart cookie, that one. Anyway, so she brought back Jason back to life, but because Victor was keeping her hostage by that point, her serum was used to bring Stavros and Helena back to life. They're both dead now, thank god. Jason recovered and he and Robin escaped the clinic where they were being held captive. Unfortunately, Jason had been conditioned by Helena to do her bidding through the use of a chip which was surgically placed in Jason's brain. He tried to blow up the Haunted Star under her orders. Thankfully he was warring with the chip enough to the point where he was able to alert Sam that there was a bomb. Michael was trying to dispose of it when Sonny, who had escaped Pentonville trying to save Michael, took the bomb and jumped into the water with it. Because of his heroic actions, the governor gave him a full pardon for A.J.'s murder."

"That I knew about." Jax interrupted.

"Okay, well Jason had the chip removed but he didn't know who he was. When he got back to Port Charles he made it Sonny's porch before he was kidnapped by Helena's goons. He was able to escape by jumping out of the moving vehicle but he got hit by Ava Jerome who was trying to leave town because she feared that Sonny was going to kill her because she killed Connie. Jason suffered even more brain trauma, survived, but he didn't remember who he was when he woke up. He remembered Jake, and thought that that was his name. He and Elizabeth grew close and became a couple. Elizabeth found out who he was a few months later, yet kept it a secret from him. Jason remembered everything a few months after that thanks to Carly."

"What did Carly do?"

"Apparently they were having a conversation and something she said triggered something in Jason's head and he remembered everything. At the time, Jason thought that he was married to a woman by the name of Hayden Barnes who was really posing as his wife because Ric Lansing was paying her to."

"Ric, he hasn't changed a bit has he?" Jax said with a grim chuckle. "So, Jason's alive. I guess I shouldn't be surprised. There're people all over who we think are dead who come back. Anyway, I'm going to get upstairs. Thanks for this rather enlightening conversation, Liv."

"No problem, Jax." Olivia said, giving him a quick hug before moving back to her work.

Jax took a deep breath and made his way toward the elevator. When he got off, he moved unnoticed to the terrace where the trio was having lunch.

"Jax?" Jason was the first to speak.

Carly whirled around stunned. "Jax, what are you doing here? Is something wrong?"

"No, no," Jax quickly reassured her. "It's been too long that I've been out of town is all."

"So you're moving back?" Carly asked.

"Eventually," Jax shrugged, moving a hand through his wavy dark blonde hair which he had let grow out again. "There're somethings that I have to take care of first, but then yes."

Jason watched the conversation with wary curiosity. Did Jax want to get back with Carly or was he really just coming back to town for nostalgic reasons? He didn't know. He looked over at Sam who was watching him with a seductive smile on her lips. From first glance, it could be seen as innocent, but for anyone who really knew Sam, they knew what that smile meant. Before his thoughts could wander and he would be unable to stand up for known reasons, he spoke up.

"Well, thank you for treating us to lunch Carly. We'll have to do it again soon." Jason said, standing up.

"Oh, oh, I'm sorry."

"No need," Jason said with a grin, pulling her in for a hug. Carly hugged him back fiercely and watched as he walked away with Sam towards the elevator. Carly then directed her attention back to Jax.

"So, how's life been for you?" Carly asked, walking away from the table, gesturing for him to follow. She led them to the lounge which was a recent add-on.

Jax looked around before sinking into the dark plush, leather sofa. "Is this new?"

Carly looked around with a grin. "Yeah, we recently added it. Top of the line."

"I can see that." Jax said, looking around admirably. "Well, life's been good for the most part. I found out that my brother died recently. Though, I've thought him dead quite a few times in the past. The shock's worn off after the first couple times." Jax said with a chuckle. "While I regret the life he chose and abhorred his decisions, I can't say that I'm glad he's dead. He was my brother after all."

"That's understandable." Carly said, sinking back into the throw pillows at the other end of the sofa. "I can't say that I share your sentiment but I understand its origin."

"Thank you, that means a lot." Jax said, putting a hand over hers.

"Jax…" Carly said pulling away.

Jax shook his head. "You don't have to worry about that Carly. I know that you and Sonny are married. You told me. Plus, I talked to Morgan recently. I'm happy for you, Carly, I truly am. While I do regret not taking you up on your offer at the nurse's ball, I can see it's for the best."

That wasn't a response Carly was expecting. She still thought that there was animosity between him and Sonny given their troubled history. "Wow, well thank you Jax. Joss is going to be thrilled when she finds out."

"I hope so." Jax said with a grin that lit up the room.

"So what's Brenda doing nowadays?" Carly asked.

Jax looked at her. "Since when do you care what Brenda's up to?" Jax chuckled.

Carly snorted. "I don't, but it's nice to keep tabs on your enemies."

"I wouldn't really consider her an enemy, more like someone you truly despise."

"So, an enemy." Carly said with a shrug. "No, no, Jax I get it. I've had worse enemies. For instance, Franco."

"You were engaged to?"

"Ugh, can we please not bring that up?" Carly asked, hiding her face.

Jax laughed. "I still can't understand what would possess you to have any faith in the guy, Carly. He's threatened our daughter, made your best friend think that his wife had been raped, almost blew up both your cousin and your best friend's wife, do I have to go on?"

"I thought he had changed. You know how impulsive I can be."

"Boy, do I," Jax said, taking a sip out of the scotch that a waiter brought to him.

"He saved Michael."

Jax groaned. "He's also the reason that that horrible thing happened to Michael."

Carly winced. "Trust me, I'm still beating myself over that stupid mistake of a relationship. In the beginning, Sonny and I were trying to have him killed. We had Sean ready to go and everything."

"What went wrong? Why is the son of a bitch still breathing?"

"At the time, he was the only bone marrow match for Danny, so if Danny's leukemia had resurfaced, Franco would have been the only viable chance of him getting a transplant, but then they discovered a tumor in Franco's brain."

"Ah," Jax said, remembering what that meant from their experience with Josslyn's leukemia.

"They removed the tumor and Franco made the argument that the tumor was the reason behind his treacherous behavior."

"I remember hearing about that." Jax nodded. "So did they ever find a viable donor?"

"Yeah, his grandfather."

"Alan?"

"Julian Jerome."

"He's alive?"

Carly laughed. "Wow, you're really behind on the times aren't you?"

Jax smiled sheepishly. "In my defense, I haven't been in town for a couple years."

"Why did you stay away for so long?" Carly then asked.

"You know why." Jax said.

"I do," Carly murmured recalling the custody battle, the jealousy, everything that had drove them apart.

"On a lighter topic, since Brenda's and mine breakup, she and Alec are still living in Rome, she's doing some modeling here and there, but otherwise it's been rather mundane."

"Plus, Sonny doesn't want anything to do with her anymore considering what she did with Michael."

Jax's eyes snapped to hers. "What do you mean?"

Carly smirked. "You mean she didn't tell you?"

Jax shook his head. "I'm afraid not, would you mind enlightening me?"

"So, it was at the nurse's ball. Starr had just broken up with Michael and Michael was drinking at the restaurant bar. Brenda caught him there and they struck up a conversation. The two went to her room. She apparently was trying to get him sober. Help him sleep it off. By the time she got out of the shower, he was naked in her bed."

"Wait, Michael was plastered and so Brenda brought him up to her hotel room. Michael strips off his clothes, probably not knowing where he was and passes out in Brenda's room. I'm failing to see where she did anything."

"The next morning, I was making my rounds when I noticed one of my staff delivering room service to her room, enough for two. At first I thought you had been foolish enough to get back with her, then when I saw it wasn't you, I thought it was Sonny, then Michael woke up after I jostled him awake."

"That must have been fun." Jax chuckled. "Michael was probably mortified."

"He definitely seemed to be. Rather than be honest, Brenda made up a ruse where she had slept with Michael and she was calling me overprotective and that Michael wasn't a kid, he was a grown man. She literally said 'Michael is a grown man, Carly, including all of which that entails."

Jax's brow furrowed. "She said that?"

"She did," Carly grimaced. "So, of course I was livid. I left, I told Sonny, and Sonny was beyond angry. However, while he and I were angry, A.J. was proud."

"Figures." Jax nodded. "Wow, so it seems I've really missed a lot. I'm sure I'll be hearing a lot more soon. How have you been since finding out that Jason was alive?"

Carly smiled. "When he got his memory back and he realized that he was Jason and then it was proven, it was like waking up from a bad nightmare, Jax. Like the clouds had lifted."

Jax raised his eyebrows. "You make him sound like he's a god, Carly. He's just a man."

"Jason's my best friend, Jax, you know that."

"Carly, I've been looking all over for you." Sonny said, walking in, not noticing who was sitting near her.

"Sonny, hey, I'm sorry, I just caught up talking to Jax."

Sonny turned his attention to Jax, surprised. "Hey Jax, didn't see you there. How've you been? What're you doing back in town?"

Jax studied Sonny's expression. Sonny seemed at ease, but he also seemed a bit wary. "I'm good, thank you. I'm actually in the process of moving back. I miss Port Charles, and I miss my daughter."

Sonny nodded, understanding. "So, what were you two talking about before I interrupted?"

Carly glanced at Jax before answering. "I was actually getting him caught up on what he's missed in the past couple years."

"Oh, right, the last time you were in town was with Brenda…" Sonny trailed off.

"Yeah, but it's in the past. I've moved on. She's a permanent fixture in my past. I won't be making that mistake again."

Sonny nodded in agreement. "Well if you'll excuse me, Carly and I have some business to attend to."

"Oh yes, I almost forgot. See you around, Jax." Carly said with a grin, taking Sonny's hand.

Jax sunk into the cushions and rubbed his hands down his face. The thing he hadn't told them was that he was working with the WSB and someone was after Brenda…again. Recent evidence had lead him, an agent, back home to lure out the culprit.

In the few years that he had been gone from home he had been working with top level agents in the WSB. He hadn't wanted Carly to worry.

So, in reality, there were a few reasons as to why he had returned: he missed home, he missed Joss, and he needed to carry out the mission. The less Sonny and Carly knew, the better.

His phone buzzed in his pocket.

"Jonathan, I wasn't expecting to hear from you so soon." Jax said, walking toward the elevator.

"Well, there's been a recent development, Jax." Jonathan responded.

"And that is?" Jax asked impatiently as he waited for the elevator doors to close.

"Brenda's received a threat toward her son. She wants this extinguished as best as possible. She wants to go."

"Motherly instinct," Jax explained. "It makes sense."

Jonathan groaned. "Jax, I know you have a kid. I know you understand her motives, but this person is very dangerous."

"And we have no way of identifying him." Jax summed up, frustrated. "Only that he or she is in Port Charles. How were you able to figure that out if you don't even have a name?"

"Multiple aliases have been used which we've been able to trace back to one offshore bank account which is being operated under a different alias. It's been tapped into a few times, but the bank operating it is the kind of hush hush one that follows the money and doesn't ask questions."

"Perfect," Jax grumbled, taking a deep breath. "Is there anything useful you can give me or I am doing this blind?"

"There is actually. I doubt the guy will be stupid enough to use one of his past aliases but he just might in a new city, so I'm emailing you the list now as well as photographs captured of his other disguises, it may be of no use but at the same time you may notice some familiar features in one of the townsfolk and thus be able to identify."

"Do I let the PCPD know what's going on?" Jax asked.

Jonathan sighed. "I wouldn't. You know for a fact that they could easily have a mole in there. If you must I would recommended getting in touch with Anna Devane, Detectives Nathan West, or Dante Falconeri."

"Thankfully I know two of those people." Jax said with a chuckle. "Thank you Jonathan. I'll let you know if I make any progress."

"I'll send you new information as it becomes available."

"Until next time," Jax said, ending the call and standing. As he walked out of the lounge he ran into a well-built olive toned man with black wavy hair and light grey eyes.

"My apologies," Jax muttered.

"Not a problem." The man muttered turning to face him head on. Jax dismissed the run in and made his way back to his suite.

Gideon however, walked away contemplating. The man bore a resemblance to one of Helena's former associates. Unfortunately, he wasn't able to put a name to the face. He knew he'd eventually remember.

"I didn't think you were going to show." Alistair greeted him, standing up to shake his hand. Gideon shook his head with a smile.

"Since when have I been one to stand up an engagement?"

"Well, let's get down to business. Why did you want to meet me here, son?"

Gideon leaned back in his chair and waved over the waiter. "Can I get a wine list please?"

The waiter scurried away.

Gideon crossed his arms. "Obviously, I've gotten myself into a bit of hot water, not that they'll have any proof. I figured I would ask you for your representation."

Alistair pinched the bridge of his nose between his thumb and forefinger. "Gideon, what kind of trouble are we talking here?"

"I had the privilege of working with grandmother while she was still alive. However, as mother has pointed out, not all of grandmother's pet projects were exactly legal. One of those pet projects was the supervision of an abduction and then watching after him once he was delivered to the island."

"You kidnapped a child?" Alistair asked, his eyes blazing, a razor tone to his voice. "Why the hell would you do that, Gideon?"

"This child, Jake Webber Morgan, is the son of Jason Morgan, but the adoptive son of Lucky Spencer. Helena wasn't a fan of the Spencer family and because of that she had me secure the child without it appearing to be a kidnapping."

"And how exactly did you do that?" Alistair asked.

"I made it look like he had died. Everyone thought he was dead and because of that no one was the wiser when I brought him with me to Cassadine Island. Grandmother and a full service staff including a teacher at the appropriate time tended to him. I visited him occasionally, eventually taking on the role of guardian when grandmother was brutally murdered."

"She had it coming." Alistair muttered. Gideon glared at him. "I'm sorry, son, but my mother's actions were appalling. Kidnapping a child and having my son do her dirty work. She has caused so much suffering to so many people. The WSB did the world a favor when they killed her."

Gideon let his father say his piece before continuing. "For the sake of professionalism, let's just agree to disagree. I need legal representation as I'm sure this is going to hit the fan relatively soon."

"It seems you're right." Alistair said, looking up at the detective and two officers walking toward their table.

Gideon turned around and groaned internally. "I guess so, so what'll it be?"

"I'll think about it," Alistair said, standing up. "Afternoon, detective."

Nathan nodded at him and approached Gideon.

"Gideon James Tate Cassadine, you are under arrest for the kidnapping of Jake Webber Morgan. You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law. You have the right to an attorney. If you cannot afford one, one will be appointed to you free of charge. Do you understand these rights as I've explained them to you?"

Gideon rolled his eyes. "Yes, detective, I understand."

"Good, boys, get him out of my sight." The two officers led Gideon out of the room. Nathan then turned to Alistair.

"Detective Nathan West," Nathan said, offering his hand, introducing himself.

Alistair took it and shook firmly. "Alistair James. I'm Gideon's father. I'm sorry for what he's done. He takes after the less ideal half of my family."

"I heard," Nathan said with a chuckle. "No judgments, we can't control where we come from, I understand that more than most."

"Well thank you for that." Alistair said with a chuckle. "He asked me to be his legal representation before you guys arrived."

Nathan cocked his head to the side. "Are you going to do it?"

Alistair sighed heavily. "The last time I didn't represent him he took it as betrayal and alienated me from his life. However, I can't condone what he's done or is doing."

"I understand, well if you feel the need to come forward with any information it would be greatly appreciated, otherwise it was good to meet you."

"Likewise." Alistair said pushing in his chair and dropping a hundred dollar bill on the table; that would surely cover the bill.

Meanwhile Dillon and Lulu were enjoying a peaceful afternoon in front of the fireplace.

"Did you ever think we'd get here?" Dillon asked, brushing his lips against her hair softly, his arms tightening imperceptibly around Lulu's relaxed form.

"That honestly depends." Lulu murmured.

"On?" Dillon asked curiously, an eyebrow quirking playfully.

"Well, you had just returned from L.A. and nothing had happened to tear Dante and me apart yet. It wasn't until we went on that adventure with my parents that we really got to be bond again."

"True, while it was unideal circumstances, I did enjoy the proximity," Dillon said with a grin.

"Then Dante slept with Valerie. I want to say that we would have stayed together if that hadn't happened but my relationship with Dante was beginning to grow stale. It's not that we didn't love each other, it was more like we were drifting apart. Being with you is like a breath of fresh air. While I'm still not a fan of Valerie and I do fault her for her part in the affair, I can't say that she's the sole reason our relationship fell apart. Honestly, I think the one thing that bonded Dante and I for awhile there was Rocco and Rocco seems to like you."

"I would certainly hope so." Dillon whispered with a grin. "He's a great kid, Lulu. Takes after his mom."

"Shut up, I'm not that great." Lulu said with a playful chuckle, swatting his shoulder.

Dillon shifted so that Lulu was pressed into the cushions of the sofa while he carefully hovered above her. "You are beautiful, Lulu. Don't ever doubt that. You are the greatest thing that's ever happened to me."

Lulu's eyes stared into his and she boldly pulled his lips to hers. Fiery passion coursed through their veins as Dillon's hands nimbly moved under the fabric of her blouse.

Lulu's hands tangled themselves in his soft brown hair as their tongues fought for dominance with Dillon winning rather quickly.

Dillon moved to pull Lulu into his lap to allow her more versatility. In a deft movement, she removed her blouse which landed on a nearby arm chair. Lulu straddled him, his rock hard member a prominent bulge in his light denim jeans.

Dillon's hands traveled up her back to take a greater grip as he walked her up the stairs towards his bedroom.

He looked up for a just moment to nudge open the door. He kicked it shut behind him and gently laid Lulu on the bed, watching after her lustfully as she scooted her way back across the comforter.

"You're beautiful Lulu," Dillon whispered as he discarded his shirt and stripped down to his boxers. Lulu eyed his ministrations carefully as she slowly shed her own khaki capris. Dillon scurried up the bed, getting a grip of the comforter below him as he held himself above her. "I love you, Lulu."

Lulu's eyes snapped up to his, she wasn't expecting that. "You love me?"

Dillon's eyes softened as he stared into her eyes. "Of course I do. I'm surprised you're surprised."

"Not surprised, more relieved," Lulu said with a smile.

"Relieved?" Dillon asked, a grin forming on his face.

"That my feelings were unrequited. I love you, too, Dillon."

Dillon captured her lips with his own. Lulu reached her legs up to push Dillon's boxers off with her toes, which he easily kicked across the room once they were at his ankles.

Dillon winked at her as he moved down to remove her panties. He leveled himself above her entrance, searching for any hesitance.

When he found none, he slowly entered her, allowing her to get used to his length. Lulu gasped as he filled her so completely. His hips moving in ways that hit her just right.

"Yes, Dillon, yes," Lulu moaned as he pumped into her faster and harder. Her hands gripped his strong shoulder blades, reveling in the way he used his expert tongue to tantalize her breasts. She felt herself climbing and in a glorious moment she climaxed.

Dillon groaned as he felt her walls clamp around his cock like a vice. He fought off his own release, determined to make her scream his name again.

Dillon reached between them to rub her nub while his mouth formed a love bite just below the edge of her jaw.

"Dillon, yes, god yes." Lulu chanted, meeting him thrust for thrust, her hands twisting in his hair. Their bodies making a wet slap with each thrust.

"Come on, Lulu." Dillon groaned, pulling her legs up onto his shoulders to get better access. He thrusted so deep inside of her then that she could practically feel it in her abdomen.

"Yes, Dillon, yes," Lulu screamed as she reached yet another orgasm, her fingers digging into the sweat soaked sheets.

Dillon followed her soon after and collapsed beside her. He looked at her lovingly, pushing a strand of hair out of her face.

"I love you, Lulu." Dillon whispered pulling her head on to his chest. Lulu smiled and kissed his chest. "I love you, too."