Hello my lovely readers! I'm so sorry for the month long wait between updates. Lots of tests in the past couple weeks for various classes and I've been up to my ears in planning a spring break trip that I haven't gotten a lot of time to write. A hope to rectify that situation soon. I'm also considering starting another GH fanfic based more on what's currently going on with the show. I've tried to keep this story in line with current happenings, but this other new story could add some fresh zeal. I'm going to be adding some new twists and turns coming up. Review, follow, favorite! :) How about a deal? 10 reviews and I will get a new longer chapter out within the next week? :)

As always, thank you all so much!

Jess

"It's so good to be home," Kiki rejoiced as she and Michael walked through the doors of their house. She quickly ran up the stairs to put her suitcases in their bedroom, when a bottle of prenatal vitamins fell out of an opened compartment. Kiki quickly grabbed them and put them back in the pack just as Michael bounded through the door.

"Why'd you run up here so fast?" Michael asked, leaning against the door.

Kiki took a deep breath and turned around with a smile. "Just wanted to get a head start on unpacking, that's all."

Michael's eyebrow quirked up as he sauntered towards her. "Are you sure that's it?" Michael put his hands on either side of her waist.

Kiki took a deep breath. "You might want to sit down." Kiki took his hand and lead him to a small loveseat set in the corner of the room.

Michael took her hand in both of his and stared intently into her eyes. "What's wrong Kiki?"

Kiki smiled genuinely this time. "I can assure you, Michael, nothing is wrong." Kiki took another deep breath. She stood up to grab a package that was stowed in one of her suitcases. She handed it to Michael who carefully opened it to find a Hawaiian style t-shirt.

Michael's brow furrowed as he held the shirt up. "A wedding present?"

"Turn it over," Kiki prompted, a small smile growing on her lips.

Michael did as asked and when he did he had to a double take as he read the words: "World's Best Dad".

"Does this mean what I think it means?" Michael asked, grinning widely. "You're pregnant?"

"I didn't want to say anything until I was absolutely sure, until I was able to get an appointment." Kiki explained. "But yes, Michael you're going to be a daddy."

Michael quickly took Kiki into his arms. "You've made me happier than I've ever imagined." Michael whispered in her ear, pulling back to press his lips to hers.

Kiki giggled against his lips, pressing herself to him. "I love you, Michael."

"You have no idea," Michael responded, their lips joining against passionately. Kiki eyed him salaciously, quickly removing her button down blouse.

Michael kissed his way from the edge of jaw down her neck, sucking at the pulse point, his hands venturing up her shirt, quickly doing away with the clasp of her bra.

Kiki moaned as her hands fisted in his hair. Michael pulled her into her laps, her legs straddling his waist. She pulled away just long enough to pull her dark denim shirt over her head, tossing it across the room, her unclasped bra falling off soon after.

Michael groaned as he eyed the swells of her breasts, his eyes darkening with lust. Kiki quickly undid the buttons of his grey pull over, quickly discarding it across the room, too.

With a wild gasp, Michael pulled her lips back to his, lifting her up in his arms, her legs wrapping around his waist as he carried them to the bed. He rested her gently against the silk duvet, which she quickly scurried up the bed, resting her head against the pillows as she quickly undid the button of her jeans. She pushed them off, kicking them off the bed, leaving only her panties.

Michael eyed her ministrations, removing his own jeans, which were sheathing a barely contained bulge in his briefs. Kiki grinned as she seductively, slowly removed her soaked panties, tossing them near her jeans.

Michael smirked at her. "A little eager, I see."

"I could the same of you," Kiki retorted with an answering smirk. Michael quickly climbed up the bed, pressing his lips to hers.

Their tongues fought for dominance as Michael's hands pulled her leg up around her waist, the other massaging her breast. He leveled himself above her entrance, wanting to make it last. As he moved his lips down her neck, he thrusted into her, causing a breathless moan to escape from Kiki.

"Michael yes, please," Kiki moaned as he moved into her, her fingers digging into his shoulder blades as he drove her closer and closer to the edge. Michael reached between them to rub her clit with his thumb, wanting her to find her release.

"Come on, Kiki," Michael grunted, pumping into her faster, harder, their bodies making a wet slap with each thrust.

"Michael," Kiki screamed as she came gloriously around him. Michael didn't stop moving, though, he was determined to give her another release.

He gently rolled over, allowing her to take control. Kiki grinned down at him. She matched him thrust for thrust, her hands reaching up to massage her breasts as she released pleasured moans.

"I love watching you touch yourself," Michael murmured, his hands clutching her waist as he thrust into her harder. "And I love the view."

Kiki giggled, spreading her legs more to allow him even deeper penetration. Michael groaned at the contact and reached up to join his lips to hers. He pulled back breathlessly. "I love you, Kiki."

"I love you, too." Kiki panted as she neared the edge, her walls constricting around him. "Come on, Michael, I want you to come with me."

Michael groaned and pumped into her one last time, feeling her walls grip him like a vice, begging to milk him. Michael released his concentration and let himself come, shooting deep inside of her.

"Oh Kiki," Michael moaned as she fell onto her back, quickly resting her head against his chest. "That was incredible."

"So you're happy?" Kiki asked, tilting her head up to see his answering smile.

"I am so happy, Kiki. Thank you."

"The pleasure was all mine."

"You have no idea," Michael grinned.

Meanwhile, Jason was just arriving home. He entered the penthouse and honestly wasn't expecting what he had found. Sam was lounging across the couch, a green mint mask on her face, cucumber slices over her eyes, wearing her favorite sweats.

Jason quietly sauntered over towards where she laid, and bent down so that his lips were mere inches from her ear. "Hi," he whispered.

Sam jumped about a foot in the air which elicited a low chuckle from Jason as she smacked his arm playfully.

"It's not nice to sneak up on people," Sam halfheartedly scolded, a grin forming on her lips as well. "I'm merely making sure that I'm fully relaxed and ready for the gala tonight."

"That's right. The nutcracker gala that the hospital's hosting. Why does that require the return of the scary monster?" Jason said with a grin, looking pointedly at the green spread on her face.

"Very funny," Sam said with a grin. "We should be getting ready, though." Without warning, though, she took some of the green mask from her face, and smeared across his.

Jason eyed her playfully. "You're going to regret that," Jason warned as he moved to pick her up. Sam was one step ahead of him though and quickly maneuvered out of the way and made it to her and Jason's bedroom before feeling his arms circle around her.

"Jason, we have to get ready." Sam said, only half serious at this point.

Jason moved her hair to the side and pressed a kiss against the smooth skin of her neck. Sam smiled and shook her head, turning around in his arms.

"Jase, your mother will kiss us if we're late."

"Who said we're going to be late?" Jason whispered with a grin, pulling her light grey tank top over her head. Jason trailed his fingers up and down her spine, creating goosebumps as he went. Sam shivered and figured to hell with it. She pulled Jason's lips to hers with a moan. Jason chuckled and pulled Sam into his arms, her legs wrapping around his waist as he pressed her against the wall. Jason used the leverage to pull his own shirt off, throwing it off to the side, not caring where it landed. Jason quickly undid the clasp of her bra, making sure to worship both of her breasts once the obtrusive fabric was removed.

Sam moaned as he nipped and suck at the nub, his hand working the other one as he ground his erection against her dripping sex, which was aching with need for him.

Jason growled and without warning, literally ripped her sweatpants and panties down, causing the delicate worn fabric to tear just slightly. Jason slipped a hand between her legs and smiled.

"Oh baby, you're so ready." Jason grinned, inserting one finger inside to get just a feel of her warmth and tightness before burying himself inside of her.

Sam moaned as he slowly moved his finger in and out of her. He brought his hand to his lips to taste her juices, groaning. "You always taste so damn good."

"Jason, please," Sam panted, reaching down to try and unbutton his jeans. Jason quickly pulled down his jeans, kicking them off as he did so, and without warning, plunged into her.

"Yes," Sam screamed, the echoes bouncing off the walls as she did so. Jason pressed his lips back to hers and his slow thrusts gradually got faster, more forceful. Sam could feel herself climbing closer and closer to the edge, her walls constricting tightly around her.

"Sam, come for me baby." Jason groaned, pumping into her even faster, sucking at the pulse point of her neck.

Sam moaned as he thrusted into her, her body bucking against the wall, her hands worshipping his chiseled chest and back. In a glorious rush, she came, her fingers digging into his shoulder blades. Jason followed shortly after, leaning his head into her shoulder.

"That was amazing, Sam." Jason whispered and then laughed. "It appears that we got a bit of your green stuff on the wall."
Sam languidly rolled her head to the side, to look for herself as she was still coming down from her high and giggled at the sight. "Well, we can clean it off later. It appears that I also got it everywhere on you," Sam murmured inspecting, the green smudges on his neck, under his jaw, on his face, against his shoulders and chest.

"I suppose you wouldn't mind helping me wash it off?" Jason asked, suggestively.

Sam pulled his lips back to hers as he walked them towards the shower. When they finally got around to actually cleaning each other up, they realized they only had a short time to get ready before the gala began.

Sam giggled as she got ready, applying her make-up with great haste.

"What's funny?" Jason asked, coming up behind her, putting his arms around her waist.

"The green smudges on the wall," Sam answered leaning her head back to kiss just under the edge of his jaw.

"Careful, Sam." Jason warned. "We don't want to start something we can't finish."

Sam grinned and turned around to look at him. She couldn't quite understand the look of pride and smugness that grew in his eyes when she did so.

"What?" Sam asked, suspicious.

"It would appear that I left a bit of a love bite upon your gorgeous neck," Jason answered, indicating it in the mirror.

Sam inspected it for herself and sure enough there was a reddish-purplish blemish forming just below her jaw line, in full view.

"You did it on purpose," Sam accused with a smile as they made their way down the stairs.

"How was I to know?" Jason asked, feigning innocence as they walked out to the car.

"Oh please, this isn't the first time you've left a love bite. It's basically staking your territory." Sam said with a smirk, opening her door.

Jason pressed her against the door, closing it. "And that's a bad thing?" he asked, his eyes dark with newly forming lust.

"Never," Sam answered. "Later," she promised, indicating what his eyes were telling her.

Jason knew exactly what she meant and pressed a passionate kiss to her lips before walking around to his side.

"Jason, Sam, it's so wonderful to see you," Monica greeted them as they walked into the ballroom. "Although I am a bit surprised at your tardiness. You're usually so punctual."

"That's actually my fault, we got a bit held up." Jason admitted, squeezing Sam's hand. "Sam was explaining the benefits of a mint mask." He explained with a smirk. Benefits indeed.

Sam rolled her eyes when Monica wasn't looking.

"Oh, well they are very rejuvenating, Jason. You should try it sometime." Monica said. "I must be going, but I'll see you inside. By the way, you both look stunning."

As soon as she was out of earshot, the pair shared a chuckle. "If only she knew just how much I had tried it," Jason whispered in Sam's ear, nipping just a bit at her earlobe.

Sam shivered and closed her eyes for a brief moment before regaining control over herself. "Stop,"

"Stop what?" Jason asked with a smirk, his arm looping around her waist as they made their entrance.

"You know what," Sam murmured. "We may have to slip away at some point."

Jason eyed her hopefully. Sam laughed and shook her head, intertwining their fingers as they walked toward Carly and Sonny.

"Jason, good to see you," Sonny said, reaching out to clap him on the back. He leaned in a bit closer to murmur something. "I can only imagine what you two were up to," Sonny said so softly so only he could hear, nodding his head imperceptibly towards the noticeable hickey on Sam's neck.

Jason nodded with a smirk. "Every time she takes a step, she'll be thinking of me."

Sonny choked back a chuckle. "That's the right way to do it,"

Jason shook his head, chuckling softly as he watched, lovingly, as his wife conversed with Carly.

"It seems subtlety isn't Jason's strong suit," Carly commented, eying the hickey on Sam's neck. Sam moved her hand toward her neck, but decided better of it.

"Oh it is, he surprised me when he got home today. I was having a bit of a spa day, mint julep mask, cucumbers, etc. when all of a sudden he whispers 'hi' into my ear. I jumped nearly a foot."

Carly chuckled, clapping her hands. "Well, I suppose he's silent in his movements. Marking his territory, I suppose."

Sam blushed as she thought of what those words had elicited only minutes ago. "You could definitely say that."

"I can't say I blame you, Sonny and I were nearly late." Carly murmured.

"We would have been on time had he not distracted me." Sam said, her face heating further at the memories. "Is it really noticeable?"

Carly nodded. "But it's not extremely out there, everybody knows what people in love do. If they have a problem with it, screw 'em."

"Did you ever think this would happen?" Sam asked, changing the subject, gesturing between them.

"What? Us becoming best friends?"

"For lack of a better term, yeah." Sam answered.

"At first, I could have never imagined it, but we've both grown and become better versions of ourselves. Honestly, I don't think I could have handled the loss of Jason without you."

"The feelings' mutual." Sam agreed. She would have been lost without Carly's friendship and support.

"Talking about me?" Jason asked, coming up behind her, putting his arms around her waist as Sonny did the same.

"As a matter of fact yes," Carly answered. "I never figured you to be so territorial."

Jason and Sonny chuckled. "Well, I'm full of surprises." Jason murmured, pressing a kiss to Sam's temple. "We'd better get to our table," Jason continued as he saw others going to theirs. "But we should definitely meet up later."

"Agreed," Sonny said as he and Carly walked toward their same table.

"Or not," Sam said with a chuckle as she took a seat across from Carly and Sonny.

Michael and Kiki strolled into the room, sharing secret glances full of excitement. "Are you ready?" Michael asked Kiki, rubbing his hands against the tops of her arms.

Kiki smiled. "More than ready. I can't wait to tell our families to expect a new little Corinthos."

Michael swept her into his arms and kissed her right there. Kiki pulled back after a moment with a questioning look.

"You have no idea how happy it makes me to hear those words." Michael said with a grin, taking her hand and leading to their table where they were joined by Monica, David, Tracy, and Dillon.

"You two seem happy," Tracy remarked, a knowing grin on her face.

Michael shook his head with a grin. "Not what you're thinking Tracy. At least not this time."

"Oh? Then what, pray tell, is making you look like you won the lottery?"

"Wine?" A waiter asked, indicating to Kiki.

"No thanks, but I would love some water," Kiki said easily suddenly aware of the eyes on them.

"Oh my god," Monica said, her smile growing wider and wider as she barely suppressed a squeal of delight.

"A new little Quartermaine," Dillon mused with a smirk. "Well done, Michael. Keeping the family legacy going."
Michael grinned and held his glass up for a toast before sipping the liquid tentatively.

"Have you told Sonny and Carly yet?" Monica asked, glancing over at their table, her eyes landing momentarily on Jason and Sam as well before moving her attention back to Michael.

"I haven't. I'm going to later tonight. We were going to tell you at a more appropriate time as well, but it seems you've figured it out on your own."

"That they did," David agreed. "Congratulations son, you'll make an excellent father."

"Thank you, David, it means a lot." Michael acknowledged. He ran his hands through his hair and leaned back as Robin came on to the stage.

"Hello, I am Dr. Robin Scorpio-Drake, chief of staff at General Hospital. Thank you all for coming out tonight. As you're well aware, this event was arranged to raise money for toys for tots."

Applause erupted and Robin smiled. "Thank you, we appreciate the hard work of all those who helped to put it together and we appreciate all of your generosity. Without further ado, I'm going to hand over the mike to tonight's key note speaker, our esteemed police commissioner and my mother, Anna Devane."

Anna walked across the stage and hugged Robin before taking the mike and beginning her speech. She discussed her plans for putting an end to crime in Port Charles, and mentioned Monica's bid to give $1000 for every firearm turned in.

Later in the evening, Michael and Kiki sought out Sonny and Carly.

"Michael? When did you get back in town honey?" Carly asked as the couple approached the table.

"A couple days ago actually." Michael answered with a chuckle. "Now before you get mad, we have some news for you."

"Oh?" Sonny asked, intrigued. Jason and Sam were also paying attention.

Michael took a deep breath and with a brilliant smile handed them the small bag that he had brought over. Michael gestured for them to open it, which they did speculatively.

They held up two t-shirts, both a light grey with world's greatest grandma and grandpa written on them.

"T-shirts? Wait what do these say?" Carly asked, studying the t-shirts before tearing up. "Does this mean what I think it means?"

Kiki nodded with a shy smile. "I'm pregnant."

Carly and Sonny were all smiles and both hugged the couple with great ferocity. Jason and Sam were the next to hug them as they had also heard the news.

"Congratulations, Michael, you'll make a great father," Sam said. "And you, cousin, will make a great mother."

Kiki smiled and hugged Sam before letting her go as she saw her mother approaching.

"Ava, what are you doing here?" Carly asked.

"I donated a few paintings if you remember," Ava responded. "I came over to see what all the fuss was about. Kiki, Michael, I didn't know the two of you were back in town?"

"Just got back a few days ago," Michael answered, his voice guarded, as he kept a protective arm around Kiki's waist. He glanced down at her asking if she wanted to tell Ava.

Kiki imperceptibly nodded but before she could say anything she saw the t-shirts resting on the table.

"World's greatest grandpa?" Ava read aloud before the meaning sunk in. Ava's eyes shot to Kiki who was again smiling shyly.

"You're pregnant?"

Kiki nodded, tucking a lock of dark brown hair behind her ear (In case I forgot to make this clear originally, I've always written Kiki in the mindset of her being portrayed by Kristen Alderson).

Ava threw her arms around her daughter, kissing her hair before leaning back to get a good look at her. "Oh, honey, congratulations. You'll make the best mother. A better mother than I am."

Carly was going to say something to that but decided it wasn't the time or place. Sam had the same inclination but decided the same.

"Thanks, mom." Kiki said and then looked at Michael. "I think Michael and I are going to head out, we've both got an early day tomorrow."

"That's right," Michael recalled and embraced his parents before moving on to Jason and Sam. Kiki repeated his actions.

"We'll see you later," Michael promised, taking Kiki's hand and leading her out of the room.

Ava could practically feel the tension crackling in the air and decided to make her exit as well. Carly sighed and looked at Sonny. Jason eyed the couple.

"So, grandpa, grandma, what are you thinking?" Jason asked with a joking tone.

Carly laughed and shook her head, Sonny rolled his eyes. "Grandpa, wow, that's going to take some getting used to."

"Grandma Carly," Carly murmured to herself. Everyone started laughing at the sound of it, but all were looking forward to the new little Corinthos/Quartermaine/Jerome.

Meanwhile, Jax argued with Brenda in his hotel room.

"I'm not sure why you're surprised to see me." Brenda said with an incredulous look.

"Really?" Jax asked, his eyebrows at his hairline. "How? You're in danger, Brenda. Do you not realize that? Someone is threatening your child."

"I know," Brenda bristled. "That's why I'm here."

Jax merely stared at her, waiting for her to elaborate.

Brenda took a deep breath and sat down at the edge of the bed. "I've always been the damsel in distress, Jasper. I don't want to be the easy target. The same goes for Alec. I don't want him to be an easy target because people think I can't protect him."

"What do you propose to do about it?" Jax asked.

"I've been training." Brenda answered with a proud grin.

"Really?" Jax asked, disbelieving. "Who's been training you?"

"Jonathan thought it would be wise if I learned to defend myself."

"Jonathan? He never mentioned it."

"He didn't want you to worry. He wanted you focused." Brenda explained, then got down to business. "Anyway, we need to go about this in the right way.

"How do you propose we do that? I can slip under the radar because no one really knows that I'm in the WSB. However, you, Brenda will be recognized. Not for good reasons with some people."

"I'm not worried about Carly," Brenda rolled her eyes.

Jax chuckled. "That's not who I was referring to, but her too. I was more referring to Sonny and Michael."

"Oh, that." Brenda said, looking down at her hands.

"Yes that." Jax answered curtly. "What were you thinking Brenda?"

"I wasn't." Brenda admitted. "It was a mistake. I know that. It's one of the reasons I'm here. To make amends."

Jax's eyebrow quirked. "Sonny and Carly are married, you know."

"I know." Brenda answered. "You've got to be kidding me. Jax, I'm not here to get back together with Sonny. When I said make amends. I meant it. I want to try to repair some of the bridges I've managed to burn while I was in town last. Plus, I've been looking forward to some girl time with Robin."

Jax shook his head. "What did I just say? You're going to be recognized. It's too risky, Brenda. Where's Alec. Is he safe?"

"He's with Jonathan and Stephan." Brenda answered.

Jax nodded. "I trust Jonathan, but are you sure you can trust Stephan?"

"He's my bodyguard, Jax. He's been with me for years. Don't worry though, Jonathan put an added security detail on both me and Alec."

"Jonathan knows you're here? And he didn't bother to let me know?" Jax asked angrily taking out his phone, noting he had a voicemail.

"Hey J, listen B's going to be visiting in PC to try and help you with the investigation. Not that I don't think you can handle it on your own, but I think B could be helpful. She's actually spoken to the SOB. Anyway, I've got to go. Sorry for the spur of the moment addition. Good luck. Call me with new updates."

Jax groaned and shook his head. "Alright, well looks like he did let me know, via voicemail that is. I trust you got your own hotel room."

Brenda nodded, holding up her key. "This is going to work Jax."

"How?"

"I have a plan. If I'm here in Port Charles, the son of a bitch threatening me and my son may show his hand simply because it's a move he hadn't calculated."

Jax nodded, considering it. Throwing the perp off guard might just work. "Okay, Brenda. We'll see how this goes along. I'll walk you back to your room."

Brenda chuckled and shook her head. "Still so chivalrous Jasper."

"Always," Jax said with an answering chuckle as he led her to her hotel room.

Once she was alone in her hotel room, Brenda sighed and pulled out all of the information she had on the man who was after her and her son. She thumbed through the pages and the information she had managed to dig up on her own time.

"Whoever you are, I will find you and make you pay," Brenda threatened to nobody in particular and ran her hands through her hair. "I'm not as helpless as I once was."

The next day, Lucky Spencer walked through the familiar surroundings of the PCPD bullpen. His hand trailed across a random desk as he reminisced.

"Can I help you?" asked an unfamiliar voice. Lucky turned around.

"Yeah, I'm looking for the commissioner." Lucky answered, "Lucky Spencer."

"Nathan West." Nathan said, shaking his hand firmly, his blue eyes studying him. So this was Lulu's brother, the former detective. "I've heard a lot about you."

"Good things, I hope." Lucky said with a chuckle.

Nathan nodded but before he could say anything, Anna walked out of the hallway that connected to her office.

"Lucky, what are you doing here?" Anna asked, crossing her arms.

Lucky ran a hand through his hair. "I was thinking of trying to get my job back."

Anna's eyebrows raised. She hadn't been expecting that when she saw Luke's son. "Really? Where is this coming from?"

"I'm putting down roots for my kids' sake and I figured the best way to do that would be to try to get a job. Preferably my old one."

Anna grinned. "You were a great detective, Lucky. I'll give you that. However, you've been out of the game for a while."

Lucky shook his head. "While I haven't been in the law enforcement business for a while, I wouldn't say that I've been out of the game. I've actually been working for a private investigative firm for the past couple years."

"So like what Sam Morgan does," Nathan offered, scrutinizing the man.

"Exactly," Lucky answered. "However I missed Port Charles and I missed the pride in bringing a criminal to justice.

Anna nodded, knowing exactly what he meant. "I'll have to look into it, but until then, here's my card. We can set up an appointment at a later date, yeah?"

"Sure," Lucky agreed, shaking her hand before walking out of the precinct.

"What do you think?" Nathan asked, crossing his arms over his chest.

"Lucky was an excellent detective when he was still working here. It's been a while since he's been in town for any semblance of permanence."

"Is that a good thing or a bad thing?"

"I honestly don't think Lucky has any dishonorable intentions when it comes to moving back here. Only time will tell, though. I think the two of you will get along though. He used to be Dante's partner."

Nathan nodded. "Dante told me. Lulu speaks high praise of him."

Anna nodded. "Time will tell. Anyway, is there anything I need to be apprised of?"

Nathan shook his head. "Rivera's in Pentonville, finally. The Jeromes haven't shown any heavy activity in a while. Julian's supposedly embraced the good side."

Anna snorted. "Yeah, let's see how long that lasts."

"And there's a search for the missing USB drive containing Ava's confession."

"I actually might have something on that," Anna said, recalling a conversation she had had earlier. "I spoke with Carly earlier and she told me that Damian Spinelli might be able to help us with that."

"What does Spinelli have to do with it?"

"He's the one who helped Carly originally decrypt the recording. Carly's searching her computer for the copy of it that Spinelli had emailed to her, but otherwise Spinelli's looking into it."

"It's awfully coincidental that it goes missing right when she arrives back in town." Nathan mused. "Even more so that it goes missing when Hornsby becomes acting D.A."

"I know what you're thinking, Nathan, and I'm already looking into it." Anna murmured. "As well as the arms traffic that's moving through Port Charles."

Nathan shook his head. "This city can never catch a break."

"If it did, it wouldn't be Port Charles." Anna said with a smile and shake of the head.