A/N: Hi Guys! Sorry about the long delay. It's been a rough year for me, healthwise. This stupid Florida weather goes from freezing to hot and gets my kids so sick, and in turn, they get me sick. I've been battling strep throat, and then bronchitis the past few weeks. I'm telling you, I am SICK of being sick. lol Anyways, I tried to make this chapter longer than my last ones to make up for the long wait between chapters, so I hope you enjoy it!

In this chapter, we're starting to see the different paths in my story converge into one, and answer some questions that have been out there. We're getting close to the end, since I plan to stop at 50, so things will start moving faster. I may even do a small time jump, to wrap up certain story lines and start the next, final one.

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Happy reading!

Jen

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Chapter 39

Alexis watched her daughter hug her back from the dead husband and her precious grandson with a smile on her face and tears in her eyes. Looking around, she saw everyone doing the same. It suddenly occurred to her that this was an extremely private moment. Not to mention, they were here because of Danny's sickness, not their family reunion.

Turning to face the room, she gestured towards the door.

"Let's let the recently reunited family enjoy their moment alone. Besides, my grandson needs the quiet to heal." Though her words were spoken quietly, Sam lifted her head to look at them and smile.

"He doesn't just need the quiet, he needs his dad." Sam interjected. When all eyes went to her, Sam grinned.

"Jason's a perfect donor match for Danny." She announced. Immediate cries of relief sounded in the air as they were once again swarmed by their friends and family.

Amidst the celebrating, Epiphany bustled into the room and her eyes widened in outrage at the sight of the crowded room.

"Excuse me, people! Get out of this room this instant. This child needs rest and quiet. This is a hospital, not Chuck E. Cheese. Get out, and get out now!"

Startled and guilty glances were thrown her way as they all reluctantly said their goodbyes and made their escape. Though they were a Chief of Staff, a powerful mob boss, a prince, CEO of a multi-billion dollar corporation, a successful attorney, owner of a chain of luxury hotels, and more, not one of them cared to face off with the formidable nurse. Sam stared at the closed door a moment before looking up at Jason.

"I'll be right back." She said. He nodded, his eyes questioning as he watched her hurry out the door.

"Hayden, wait!"

...

Epiphany made grumbling noises as she bustled around the room, checking Danny's machines and marking things off on his chart. Jason set Danny down so the efficient nurse could take his vitals. Declaring everything normal, Epiphany started to leave the room. At the door, she looked back.

"I heard the good news as I was coming in. Welcome back, Mr. Morgan."

Without waiting for an answer, she shut the door briskly behind her. Jason just grinned. He liked that nurse.

Sam ran down the corridor towards where Hayden and Nikolas had stopped and waited for her. She stopped in front of Hayden and stared at her for a moment.

"You came to town and claimed to be Jace's wife and I hated you. And when you finally told us the truth, I wanted to kick your ass for putting us through that. When I found out my little boy had cancer again, you still didn't say anything."

Hayden blanched, going pale.

"Sam, I know you must-." She started but Sam cut her off.

"And while I hate that you did that, I can understand why. Your sister's life was in danger and you just wanted to protect her. I was same way about my brother. There's nothing I didn't or wouldn't have done for him."

Sam surprised Hayden when she reached out and gripped Hayden's hand. Hayden was even more shocked to see the tears start to roll down Sam's face.

"Look, Sam-." But Sam cut her off again.

"Wait, let me get this out. When it was obvious Danny wasn't getting better, you told Nikolas the truth. You chose to save my son's life at the risk of losing your sister. And I can't tell you what that means to me. Because if I hadn't found out the way that I did, your confession would have saved my son's life. I will never forget that. I will never forget what you were willing to sacrifice for my little boy. Thank you, Hayden. Thank you so much."

And then Sam was throwing her arms around Hayden and hugging her tightly. Hayden was stunned to find her own eyes filling with tears as she hugged Sam back. The last thing she'd expected when Sam had found out she'd known the truth was for Sam to thank her. Irrationally grateful, Hayden began to cry softly. Sam rubbed her back as they hugged.

"I'm so sorry about your sister. I'm praying for her and I will do whatever I can to help you find her. I swear it."

Hayden nodded against her shoulder.

"Thank you, Sam."

Pulling back, Sam brushed the hair out of Hayden's face in a casually affectionate gesture.

"You're welcome. I better get back to my son now." Sam shot a quick smile at Nikolas, before turning and jogging back to her son's room.

Hayden stared after her before turning towards Nikolas.

"Samantha McCall is one of the greatest women I've ever met." She blurted out, still shocked by Sam's kindness. Nikolas just grinned.

"You're damn right she is."

…

Jason looked up as Sam walked back into the room and stopped in front of him.

"I had something to say to Hayden." She explained. Jason simply nodded, not asking any questions. Sam smiled at him and then laughed softly as he tugged her hand and pulled her into his lap. Curled up against her husband, Sam just stared at him, running her hands over his face gently.

"I still can't believe it. You're Jason, and you came back to me." She whispered in wonder.

Jason looked up at her and reached out to brush her hair back.

"But I'm not the same Jason who disappeared all the years ago. I don't have my memories. I don't know if I ever will." He voiced the fears that had been circling his mind since the truth had been revealed.

Sam caressed his cheeks softly.

"Jason, I already told you. I don't care about that. I fell in love with Jace. Learning that you're Jason only makes that love deeper, with more life experience behind it. But it doesn't make the love I felt for you before I knew who you really were any less real. I wanted a life with the man I found lying broken in the street. A man who had a strength and courage that left me in awe. You didn't let what happened to you stop you from rebuilding a life, and you faced every day with this incredible attitude and fortitude. You made me laugh, you protected me, loved me and loved my son. How could I not fall in love with you? Again." She added with a small laugh.

Jason tilted his head forward, dropping it against hers.

"I love you, Sam. So damn much."

"And I love you." Their lips met in a kiss so achingly tender and laden with emotion that it left them both shaken.

A knock on the door had Sam's head raising as Silas poked his head in the door. There was a quick flash of pain in his eyes at the sight of Sam and Jason in such an intimate, warm embrace, before it was quickly hidden behind a professional mask.

"Mr. Morgan, we need to get you ready for your donation. Danny needs this procedure as soon as possible."

Sam jumped to her feet, her eyes going to her son, who was once again asleep.

"What is it? Was there something in his chart?" She asked in a panic. She suddenly found her hand held in Jason's much bigger hand, and felt the strength and support of Danny's father bolster her.

"His latest results confirm that Daniel isn't responding to the treatment the way we had hoped. His only hope at this point is the transplant. Now that we've found a match, it's best if we do it as soon as possible."

Sam turned to Jason, the same fear and panic he was feeling written all over her face.

"Jason." She gasped out, a break in her voice. He stooped down and stared into her eyes.

"It's going to be okay, Sam. Our little boy is going to be just fine."

Sam nodded shakily, offering up a wobbly smile. She kissed Jason as he was led out of the room and moved over to the crib where Danny slept. She leaned over it and ran her hand down his back.

"You're going to be okay, baby. Daddy is going to save you. I just know it." Sam whispered fiercely. She closed her eyes and sent up a prayer.

…

Alexis stood on the docks, staring at Spoon Island. There was something about Hayden that she couldn't shake. Every time she stared at her, it was like she was staring at a ghost. She had to know. She had to.

Straightening her spine, Alexis tossed her hair back and strode forward, boarding the launch to Spoon Island.

...

Nikolas watched from beneath lowered lids as Hayden paced back and forth in his study. He looked around, smirking. His return had sent Helena scurrying back to her island hideaway. What she didn't know was that he now knew where she was.

But what he didn't know was if Hayden's sister was still alive. Hence his hesitation to tell Hayden what he knew. They'd grown close these past weeks, and to be honest, he cared about her. She'd had a hard life but she retained this spark of light that he found simply enchanting. He didn't want to be the one to snuff that out.

"Why does Grandmother hate your family so much?" He asked suddenly.

Hayden stopped and looked over her shoulder at the handsome prince lounging in seeming relaxation. But she wasn't falling for it. She knew him better than he thought. He was tense but she wasn't sure why. Deciding to play along, she moved towards him and sat on the coffee table in front of him.

"When my mother was a kid, her older sister was murdered. My mom vowed to find whoever did it when she got older and make them pay. And when she turned 18, she set out to find whoever did it, but too much time had passed. Eventually, she got married, had me and my sister, but she never gave up looking. And after decades of searching, she finally found out who did it three years ago." Hayden paused and looked away, tears stinging her eyes.

"She sat us down and told us everything. It was Helena Cassadine. Her older sister had an affair with the old bat's husband a billion years ago and the crazy hag murdered my aunt. My mom decided to go after her." Hayden sucked in a deep breath, tears spilling down her face.

"That evil bitch murdered my mother. But that wasn't enough for her. Before she killed her, she kidnapped my father, my sister, and me." Hayden let out a broken, mirthless laugh.

"You see, your grandmother had a plan. For daring to come after her, she wanted my mother to suffer. So she killed my father right in front of us. She used the blade that she used to slit my aunt's throat to do it. And after making my mother beg to spare us, she used that same blade and slit my mother's throat. And then she tossed their bodies over the side of her yacht and kept sailing. Like they were nothing. Like they were trash." Hayden lowered her head into her hands, crying harshly.

Nikolas had listened in horror, but now he moved forward, gathering her into his arms.

"I'm so sorry." He whispered over and over.

"What was her name?"

Hayden and Nikolas broke apart at the sudden intrusion. Hayden stared at Sam's mother in surprised confusion, her sight still blurred with tears.

Alexis stood there, trembling uncontrollably, tears rolling down her face.

"I'm sorry, I don't-." Hayden began shakily, but Alexis cut her off impatiently, her voice erratic and eyes wild.

"Her name! Your mother! What was her name?" She shrieked again.

"Aunt-." Nikolas began, walking towards her slowly, his hands held out in the hopes of calming her. But Hayden's answer had him spinning back towards her in shock.

"Alexandra Bergman. And her sister was-."

Alexis let out a soft cry.

"Kristin. Her sister was Kristin Bergman."

Hayden stared at her in shock.

"How? How did you know?"

"Because Kristin was my mother." Alexis said in a tired, pained voice.

Hayden shook her head in confusion, ignoring the tears that were still falling.

"But...that doesn't make sense. That would make us...cousins? I mean, I'm your daughter's age. We can't be cousins."

"Nikolas can tell you, but I had my daughter at a very young age. Regardless, it's definitely possible. My mother was obviously much older than her sister. God, I never even knew my mother had a sister but...I must have been named after her."

Hayden was still shaking her head.

"But...I don't understand."

"My full name was Natasha Alexandra Mikkosovna Cassadine. I changed it legally to Alexis Davis."

Hayden gasped.

"That's my sister's name. Nattie, it's short for Natasha. She was named after our grandmother."

Alexis let out a shaky laugh.

"I didn't know that was my grandmother's name."

"My mother didn't know about you. She would have wanted to be a part of your lives. She never forgot her sister. She told us all about her and how beautiful she was, and how she had the voice of an angel." Hayden said suddenly.

Alexis smiled, wiping away the tears that still fell.

"She was, and she did. You're the spitting image of my mother. It's why I was always so shaky around you."

Hayden walked forward slowly, hesitatingly.

"You know, now that I'm really looking at you...you look a lot like my mom." Her voice broke as she made the realization. And Alexis finally stepped forward, pulling Hayden into her arms and hugging her.

"It's very nice to meet you, cousin. Welcome to the family." She whispered. Hayden clung to her, nodding her head.

"Thank you."

Nikolas watched them, shaking his head in amazement. What a small world this was, indeed. The sudden vibration of his phone had him glancing down. A wide smile spread across his ruggedly handsome face and he looked up, finally able to share his news.

"I found her. I found Helena." He announced, causing Hayden to break away and stare at him in shock. He held up his phone to show a satellite image taken earlier that day. A beautiful young woman with blazing red hair was clearly visible in the photo. Hayden ran forward and snatched the phone, staring at her sister's image.

"It's time we go get your sister, Hayden."

"My god. She looks just like my sister." Alexis whispered in shock, staring over Hayden's shoulder. Hayden glanced back at her and grinned, feeling hope for the first time in years.

"Nattie is going to freak when she finds out we still have family."

Alexis grinned at her.

"You're one of the Davis Girls now."

…

Jason walked back into Danny's hospital room and found Sam sleeping in the chair, with Danny sleeping on her lap. Smiling at them, he walked over and crouched down beside Sam. He reached out and brushed her hair away from her face and she shifted, her eyes fluttering open and meeting his.

"Jason?"

"Hey, baby."

"What happened?"

Jason shook his head a little.

"They had to run more blood work and do some more tests before they could do the procedure, but we should be good to do it tomorrow morning."

Sam nodded, glancing down at Danny. She looked back up at him, and tears filled her eyes.

"I know that Danny's been through this before and beat it. And when my fath-when Julian donated before, it was exactly what Danny needed to heal. So why am I so scared right now? Why am I so terrified that this won't be enough?" Her voice was low for Danny's sake, but did nothing to hide the fear in her voice.

Jason tilted his head forward against hers and nodded. He hadn't been there the first time, so he couldn't say he knew exactly how she felt. But he was just as scared as her for Danny. All he had to go on was his faith that Danny would make it.

"I'm scared too, Sam. He's our little boy and he's sick and hurting. But we have to believe that this transplant will give him the fighting chance he needs to beat this disease. He's done it before, and our little boy is a fighter. He'll do it again."

Sam nodded, closing her eyes and leaning on him for support.

"When Danny got sick before, my family stood by me and supported me. But having you here with me this time? It makes all the difference, Jason. I didn't realize how much I needed you. You're the only one who can really understand what this is like for me. Thank you for being here, Jason."

Jason's eyes warmed as he tilted her face up to his and laid a gentle kiss against her lips.

"There's no where on Earth I'd rather be. And nothing that could take me away from you and Danny ever again."

Just then, the door swung open. Jason and Sam looked up in surprise to see Anna and Nikolas standing in the doorway.

"What's going on?" Jason said, standing immediately.

Sam stood slowly and moved towards the crib, preparing to heft Danny back into his bed. Before she could, Jason was there, gently lifting Danny out of her arms and into the crib. With a fleeting smile at Jason, Sam turned to face their visitors. Jason turned with her, and put an arm around her shoulder.

Anna stepped forward.

"Jason, Sam, I'm terribly sorry to interrupt you at a time like this. I wasn't going to, but Nikolas believed you would want to know what was going on."

At her words, Nikolas stepped forward too.

"I found Helena and Hayden's sister. I called Anna immediately, and she pulled a team together. We're going after them."

Sam looked hopeful.

"What about Patrick? Was he there too?"

Nikolas shook his head.

"I don't know, but chances are high he'll be wherever my Grandmother is. Jason, I thought you might want to come and get some answers from Grandmother."

Sam looked up at Jason, but before she could speak, he was already shaking his head.

"I do want answers, but my wife and son comes first. I'm donating bone marrow tomorrow for Danny's stem cell transplant. And I need to be here for the rest of his treatment. I'm sorry, but I can't go."

Sam stared up at him, feeling guilty that she was grateful for his answer.

"Jason, are you sure? This may be your only chance to get answers from Helena. I don't want you to have any regrets." She asked worriedly.

Jason looked down at her tenderly.

"The only regrets I would have is if I left you and our son when you need me the most. You guys are the most important things in my life and the only ones that matter. I don't care if I never get answers if it means I get to stay with my family."

Sam smiled up at him, more in love with him than ever.

"Thank you." She whispered.

Anna smiled at them.

"You made the right choice, Mr. Morgan."

"We'll get her, Jason. And when we get back, you'll get to meet the newest member of your family, Sam." Nikolas said with a smile.

Sam glanced at him, startled.

"I don't understand." She said, shaking her head.

Nikolas shook his head, pinching his brow.

"I'm sorry, Sam. I was sure Alexis would have called you."

"Called me about what?" Sam asked, stepping closer.

"You know how we've been wondering why Alexis always acted so oddly around Hayden?"

Sam nodded.

"Yeah, it's so weird. She just stares at her like she's seen a ghost."

"Well, in a way, she was. Hayden's mother was Alexandra Bergman."

Sam tilted her head.

"Bergman? Why does that name sound so familiar? Bergman...oh my god, wait."

Jason looked at her.

"What is it?"

Sam looked up at him, eyes wide.

"My mother's mother, my grandmother, her name was Kristin Bergman." She explained.

Nikolas nodded.

"That's right. Hayden's mother was her younger sister. Hayden and her sister Nattie are your cousins. Well, technically, they're your mother's cousins, but you get what I'm saying."

Sam grinned.

"My god, talk about a small world. I can't believe we're related. We have more Davis Girls!"

Nikolas chuckled.

"That's what your mother said too."

"How is my mother? How did she take this?"

"She's okay. She was heartbroken to learn that her mother's sister suffered the same fate at Helena's hand, but she was welcoming to Hayden. In fact, she's the one who helped me convince Hayden to stay back while we went after my grandmother."

"That's good."

Danny shifted around and made a whimpering noise, sending Jason and Sam spinning back around to face him.

Anna laid a hand on Nikolas's forearm.

"Let's go. They're where they need to be."

Nikolas nodded as Sam looked over her shoulder.

"Good luck. Be careful."

….

Two armed guards dragged the unconscious man between them, dropping him on the floor in the lab where Robin worked. She cried out and dropped to the ground beside him, checking his pulse.

"Patrick!" She glared at the guards. "What have you done to him?" She asked angrily.

They merely sneered at her and left the lab, the door locking ominously behind them. Closing her eyes briefly, silently bemoaning the normalcy of that sound, Robin let out a deep breath. Opening her eyes, she leaned over Patrick, tapping his cheeks lightly. His face was bruised, dry blood matted at his temple.

"Oh Patrick. What have they been doing to you?" She asked sadly.

Patrick started to stir, groaning as his hand came up to clasp his head. His eyes blinked open and met hers. The corner of his mouth quirked in that cocky grin that always sent butterflies fluttering inside her stomach.

"There's my beautiful girl." He said in a voice hoarse from screaming. He'd tried not to give in to the pain as the guards worked him over, but it had been unbearable. But it had been worth it now that he saw Robin's gorgeous face again. He'd started to fear that their brief reunion had been just a dream.

"Patrick, are you okay? Can you stand?" Robin asked, running her hands over him quickly, checking for injuries. She stopped at his torso when he winced and quickly pulled his shirt up before he could stop her. She blanched, her eyes filled with tears of sympathy as she spotted the myriad of bruises spread across his ribs.

She poked at them tenderly and he inhaled sharply in pain.

"I'd say they broke about six ribs altogether." Patrick announced in a careless tone of voice designed to put Robin at ease. It didn't work.

"At least. And this bruising could mean there's internal bleeding. Damn it!"

Patrick rubbed a hand over her back.

"Look, I'm fine. Don't worry about me. We just need to figure a way out of here."

Robin shook her head miserably.

"There's nowhere to go, Patrick. We're on an are guards everywhere. And my mother must not have gotten your letter because it's been weeks since you arrived and no one has asked anything."

Patrick reached out and cupped her cheek.

"Robin, listen to me. If Anna didn't get the letter, then Sam did and she would have told Anna. They're coming for us, trust me."

"Sam? I know you said you sent letters to a couple of people you trusted and I figured one would be for my mom. But I didn't think you and Sam were close enough to trust her with something like that." Robin said slowly. The last time she'd been in town, she'd realized that they'd become friends, but for him to leave a letter to Sam too meant she was important to him. But how important?

Patrick answered without thinking.

"She's one of the most important people in my life."

Robin blanched and glanced away, but not before Patrick saw the hurt in her eyes and cursed himself.

"She's my best friend, Robin. She got me through one of the worst times of my life, helping me find love again with Sabrina after I thought you had died, and then after losing you again, and then losing Gabriel. She knew what I was going through, so she could help me in a way that no one else could. But she's just my friend."

Robin stared at him, unsure. There was something in his voice that told her that wasn't the full story.

"And that's it? There was never anymore between you?"

Patrick looked away guiltily and Robin dug her nails into the palms of her hands, trying to shove away the hurt.

"No. There might have been, I wanted there to be, but we never took that step. Sam made it clear she thought we worked better as friends. She forced me to admit that my heart would always be yours, just like hers would always be Jason's. I realized that she was right. There's no doubt that Sam is precious to me, but she's just my friend. And maybe not even that once she reads that letter."

Relieved, Robin looked at him with some confusion.

"Why wouldn't she be your friend?"

Patrick sighed.

"I told her everything. About Jason surviving the fall into the harbor, about Helena having him and you leaving me to try to save him, and about him dying at Crichton Clark. She had to know that the man that she was falling in love with was really Jason, and that they were in danger."

Robin tilted her head in confusion.

"The man she was falling in love with?"

Patrick shook his head, wincing a bit as the movement sent pain shooting through him.

"Sorry, I forget you don't know. After Jason escaped Helena, he was hit by a car. He almost died, and was in a coma for weeks. Sam found him, but he'd been so hurt that he was unrecognizable. He had facial reconstruction surgery. Sam stayed by his side the entire time. She said she felt a connection to him she couldn't explain. And when he finally woke up, it was the same for him. They fell in love before anyone knew what was going on. And when I found out that Helena was involved, I put the pieces together. That's why I'm here. I was on my way to tell Sam everything. But the old bat didn't know about the letters I sent." Patrick smiled weakly.

Robin shook her head in amazement.

"Jason always finds his way back to Sam. Just like you always find your way back to me."

Patrick pulled her closer, ignoring the pain, and kissed her.

"Always."

Robin pulled away after a minute, caressing his cheeks.

"Come on. We need to get your ribs bandaged. And then we're going to find a way out of here."

….

"So that's it, the transplant is tomorrow?" Sam asked Silas.

He nodded, determined to be professional as he worked on getting over the gorgeous woman in front of him.

"Yes. Jason's blood work came back and all the tests confirm that he's clear to donate. And we've had Danny on an aggressive round of chemo in preparation for the transplant while we waited for a donor, so now's the time."

Sam nodded as Jason squeezed her hand. He leaned down and kissed her forehead, brushing his free hand down her hair. Silas looked away.

"Our little guy's gonna be better soon." Jason declared fiercely. Sam nodded her head in agreement.

"You're right, I know you're right. Go save our boy, baby." She pushed up to her toes and pressed a hard, brief kiss to his lips, grinning up at him. Jason grinned down at her, and leaned close.

"Keep kissing me like that and we're going to have to take a break in a supply closet soon."

Sam laughed and shoved Jason away, watching as Silas led him out of the room. Letting out a big breath, Sam moved closer to her sleeping son, trying not to let her nerves get the best of her.

Suddenly, she found her hand being gripped and looked to her side, smiling to see Kristina standing there. She looked on her other side when Molly stepped up and grabbed her other hand.

"Jason called us earlier and asked us to be here with you." Kristina explained.

"Not that he needed to ask. There's nowhere we'd rather be." Molly added with a smile. Sam beamed at her sisters, and leaned her head on Molly's shoulder.

"This is exactly what I needed."

Kristina grinned.

"The Davis Girls always have each other's backs."

"Damn straight." Sam agreed.