Yeah yeah, we know, it's been awhile. So sue us. This has been in process for at least a week if not two. We're still not exactly sure why this chapter turned out like it did, or why it is as excessively long as it is. The plot and the characters really like to run with themselves. We have a general idea what's going on, but they have lives of their own. We are still both in love with this story, and you DO NOT have to watch both shows to understand, it's pretty explanatory, and if it isn't, just let us know and we'll explain. The GH world we are in never existed, which is a pity, and the Alias world has been taken from the end of Phase One. Enjoy and please review!

Laura and Carrie

Once again the group was sequestered in an airport waiting for a flight. They had left Indianapolis

airport a few hours before and were now waiting for a connecting flight from JFK to Port Charles. The six were sitting in the airport waiting for their private flight to Port Chalres to be ready.

Robin turned to Jason with a huge smile. "We're nearly home!" She sighed as she leaned against him. "God I actually missed it."

"It's just a town."

"With my family and friends, and yours too. Not that you always acknowledge them," she said as she rolled her eyes.

Jason merely sent her a pointed look as he pulled her closer. "You know I'm not about to spend my time acknowledging the Quartermaines as my family, they're insane."

"They love you," Robin told him for the millionth time.

"You keep saying that."

Robin pushed back a bit and looked up at him. "You don't believe me?"

Jason let out a sigh, he hadn't really wanted to get into this with her. "I know you love me, and that Emily and Grandmother do, and maybe Monica. And maybe they love me in their way, but it's not really love."

Robin leaned into Jason again and they sat like that for a few minutes before Jason asked, "Are we going to have to go and see them?"

Robin removed herself from his arms and hit him. "Yes! Jason."

Jason scowled, not pleased that he would actually have to walk into the mansion. "Fine. But only once. And I reserve the right to shoot the old man."

"Body counts already?" Vaughn asked rather sarcastically.

Robin looked at him with a small smile on her face remembering the chaos of the Quartermaines. "You haven't met Jason's family."

"No one could be worse than my family," Sydney commented.

Jason snorted at that comment. "Clears sign you haven't met the Quartermaines." His phone rang at that moment and he quickly answered. "Morgan."

His little sister's voice floated over the phone, sounding slightly anxious. "Jason, where are you?"

Jason smiled at his sister's rather unconventional response. "Hi Em, nice to talk to you too. I'm at JFK."

He could hear her smile on the other end of the line. "NO! Seriously?" she exclaimed, making Jason wonder if she were going to begin jumping up and down.

"Yeah, I'll be in Port Charles in less than two hours."

"See, cause I'd called your house, and no one has answered in days, and the cell hasn't been working that well."

"Why are you so excited you're in Boston?" Jason asked, interrupting his sister's rambling when he got the chance.

"I can be in Port Charles by tonight. I've missed you, and you are finally on the east coast, I'm not missing this opportunity to see you."

"I've missed you too."

"Is Robin there?" Emily asked hurriedly. "Is she coming too?"

Jason dipped a glance down at his wife's head. "You honestly think I'd leave her behind?" he asked with a smile.

Emily laughed. "No. You don't let her out of your sight half the time. So. are you two staying?"

"No, part of a mission. We wanted to stop home first."

The line went dead silent before Emily's voice floated through the phone. "Jason, how serious is this?" "You don't usually come home first."

"It's not big," Jason said not wanting to worry Emily overly much. "Port Charles is just on the way and we've got some time."

"Cool. Glad to hear it."

Jason smiled compulsively. Hearing the happiness in his sisters voice was wonderful. "Knew you would be."

"Grandmother and Mom would--"

"Like to see me," Jason finished for his sister, not too thrilled with the idea. "I know."

"Good. I'll see you in a few hours."

Jason hung up his phone and put it away before he pulled his wife close again. Emily's coming to Port Charles"

"And that bothers you?" Johnny asked confused.

Jason leaned back and rolled his eyes. "She's going to bring her boyfriend."

Robin grinned and snuggled into him. "Jason has issues," Robin clarified for Johnny. She could nearly picture the scene in her head when Jason would catch sight of whoever Emily was dating now.

"Did you take your pills yet?" Jason asked changing the subject.

Robin watch as Jason fidget waiting for her to either pick it up. "I need water," she said, knowing this would spring Jason into action.

Jason nodded and stood. "Come on," he said, grabbing her hand and waiting for her to rise before dragging her off in search of water.

Steph watch the younger couple head off, Robin obviously allowing Jason to pull her away to avoid explain whatever it was. They were quite in tune to each other, and happy. Not to mention how happy Robin seemed to be to be going home.

And in Port Charles was Stephanie's family. God it had been too long since she had been back there to see them. Would Brenda and Zander have missed her? Had they needed her for anything? She let out a deep breath, she wasn't going to think about this, she wasn't.

"What's wrong babe?"

Stephanie turned and looked up at her husband, obvious concern in his eyes. Steph let out another sigh and leaned against him, hoping that having him support her like this would drain a bit of the tension away. "It's been too long since I've seen Brenda and Zander."

Johnny bit back a sigh, knowing how much weight his wife put on having everyone depend on her. And when she felt like she was failing it only made things difficult. "They understand you have a job," Johnny said, rubbing a hand up and down her arm.

"That doesn't excuse it," she told him tersely.

Johnny felt a headache coming on and "They have their own lives, they appear to be happy. They don't need you to do it all for them all of the time."

"You think I'm overbearing." It was less a question and more a very pissed of statement.

"You have a tendency to perfect the lives of everyone around you," Johnny said carefully, trying to get himself out of whatever situation he had got himself in. "Not that that's a bad thing to want to do, but you have to know when your help is wanted and when it isn't."

"I can tell," Steph said defiantly. Who the hell did her husband think she was? Bringing up her short comings in an airport.

"No you can't," Johnny said with a soft chuckle. "Which is why you have me."

Steph felt any residual anger fading away from her, which her husband seemed to be exceptionally talented at. "I love you."

"Can you attempt to listen to me?" Johnny asked her, wondering if he was asking too much.

Steph sent him her killer smile and nodded. "Attempt, yes."

Johnny closed his eyes and let out a deep breath. "Let's pray that that will be enough."

Michael had been sitting for a bit too long Not to far away from the group there was another couple standing apart, arguing.

"I don't understand why the hell you're going," the woman yelled rather harshly as she stood across from him.

The man pushed his fingers in the corners of his eyes as if to release pressure. "Hun I have to go, this has potential."

The woman let out an aggravated growl. "Shawn, everything in your life has potential. The only thing that's actually worked out is me."

The man only smiled at that one. "Which makes me a very lucky man."

"Don't you ever forget it.

Vaughn's attention was neatly snared by the arguing couple in the airport. They were interesting to say the least, the woman was dressed in gothic style clothing, and had red streaks through her dark brown tresses. The man was dressed in a business suit and looked. exactly like Eric.

"How could I with you around?"

And sounded just like him too. It was weird, the way this man resembled his best friend. "Syd, Syd." he said turning to his partner and tugging on her arm, causing her to stand.

Sydney turned to stare at him like he was insane. "What! You're tugging on my arm like a two year old who has to go to the bathroom."

"Look," Vaughn said, turning back and pointing.

Syd looked in the direction that Vaughn was pointing in confused. There was absolutely nothing there. She turned back to him confused. "At what? A bunch of people milling around JFK."

"Eric." Sydney continued to look at him like he was insane. Vaughn's eyes searched through the crowd but he couldn't spot the look alike. "He was there a minute ago," Michael insisted wondering if he really was crazy.

Syd smiled at him and patted his arm in a patronizing matter. "Sure he was. Did you get enough sleep last night?" she asked narrowing her eyes at him.

"Plenty," Vaughn snapped pulling out his cell phone. There was only one way to settle this, give Eric a call and make sure he was where he had promised to be.

Sydney watched as Michael diligently hit numbers on his cell phone. "What are you doing?"

"Calling Eric."

Sydney threw her hands up in the air, knowing that because this little seed of doubt was planted in his head, Michael Vaughn wouldn't let it go till the matter was settled in his mind. "You're crazy!" she said sitting down again.

"He's watching my dog alright," Vaughn explained, waiting for the ringing to stop and for his friend to pick up. "I just want to know that he's not skiving off on his duties."


Eric Weiss was buckling himself in to an airaplane seat when he cell phone rang. The person sitting next to him gave Eric a dirty look, but when Eric saw the number he knew he had to pick up. "Hello."

"Eric. How are you?" Vaughn said, wondering where exactly his friend was. The man standing in the airport today could have easily been a clone of Eric.

"I'm fine buddy. What's wrong?" he asked, clearly hearing the tenseness in Michael's voice. Something was wrong, and Eric started flipping through the reasons Michael would be calling him now.

"Where are you?" Michael asked cautiously.

'Where was Vaughn?' Eric wondered to himself. The woman next to him was still glaring at him. Now she opened her mouth and said, "Sir your not supposed to--"

Damn, he did not need this woman blowing his cover. "Yeah, thanks," he said quickly, interrupting the woman. "I'm in LA where else would I be?" he said easily.

"I could have sworn I just saw you in JFK."

Oh he had. "You really must be losing it man."

"You better be in LA; you're the one whose taking care of my dog," Vaughn's voice was menacing.

"Of course. Donnie is in good hands." Vaughn wouldn't notice if Donnie had spent a few nights in a kennel would he?

"He better be."

"He is, he is. Now calm down and enjoy your time wherever you and Syd are," Weiss said, remembering that Vaughn was off on a mission with the esteemed Sydney Bristow. His mouth curved into a grin. "Have you gotten in her pants yet?"

Vaughn glanced down at Sydney who was occupying himself with a magazine. Leave it to Eric to how much he wanted Sydney and to put it in an exceptionally crude manner. "You're disgusting."

Erics grin only widened. "I'll take that as a no with a large side of sexual frustration."

"Shut up," Vaughn muttered into the phone.

"She's hot for you, and even if she isn't there are plenty of women in LA."

"I don't care," he snapped. It was the combination of being too close to Sydney and then having his friend call on his desires that made him want to break something it two.

"I thought so. Have fun," Eric said, hanging up the phone before the stewardess yelled at him.

Sydney looked up at Vaughn with a bored glance. She wondered what exactly was going on in the conversation that had gotten Vaughn so riled up. "So?"

"He's in LA," Vaughn said shortly, sitting down two chairs over.

"Told you," Sydney said with a triumphant grin on her face.

An announcement went over the intercom announcing that their fligth was ready. "That's our plane," Michael said, standing up and grabbing luggage.

"Sure. Use that to get out of talking to me."

Vaughn stopped ant turned. He looked at her. "You were right. There. End of conversation."

"I was right."

"Gloating isn't pretty."

"I'm pretty."

"Yes you are."

"Plane. Got to go."

"I am trying."

Port Charles Airport

Brenda paced around the airport waiting for her guests to arrive. "We're behind you." She heard Robin's voice.

"Robin I've missed you so much." She said pulling her into a hug immediatly.

"I've missed you too."

"We have so much to catch up on." Brenda said excitedly.

"Are you going to say hello to anyone else? Like your sister maybe?" Steph asked slightly hurt.

Brenda released Robin and went to hug Johnny and then Steph. "I've missed you too. I love you Steph."

"I love you too." She released Brenda. "This is Sydney and Michael."

"Hi Sydney, Michael, its nice to meet you." She said shaking their hands. "Ok come on guys, lets go."

"I can't believe Sonny's letting a fed in his house." Steph whispered to Johnny.

"He lets us into his house. And something tells me Sonny doesn't know."

"Alright, we're going to go. We have an appointment to go to."

"Everything alright."

"He's paranoid."

"Jason, promise me you'll call and tell me what she doesn't."

Jason simply nodded before leading his wife out of the airport and away from their friends. Brenda stared after them for a moment, wondering just how bad it was. She shook her head to dismiss any and all worries.

"Alright, lets get going."

"This should be fun," Syd said, giving Vaughn a smile as they walked behind the very comanding woman.

"Fun?" Vaughn asked raising an eyebrow.

"Optimisim. You're both going to need it," Johnny said rather grimly as he followed after his wife and her sister, who were wrapped up in conversation in front of everyone else.

"Alright. Home sweet home," Brenda called out as she walked into her beloved penthouse. The lack of human beings was not what she was expecting. "Is there anybody here?" she called out into the empty space.

"What?" Sonny called, peeking out from the kitchen.

"How sweet," Brenda sneered. "We have company. Zander if you and Lacey dong come out from hiding in that bedroom, the door will be removed!" she shouted into the penthouse.

"We're here," Zander said, coming out from his bedroom, with a girl trailing behind him. "Hey Steph," he said, crossing the room the rest of the way to his sister alone.

"Zander!" Steph exclaimed, taking him into her arms excitedly, and closing her eyes as she held him close. "I've missed you."

"I missed you too."

"So what's new?" Steph asked, looking behind Zander to the girl standing nervously across the room. She looked like a normal teenager with the exception of a few pink streaks and a nose stud.

"Oh," Zander turned with a smile on his face to his girlfriend. He held out a hand and the girl tentatively came to him. "Lacey, this is my other older sister Stephanie, Steph this is Lacey."

"It's nice to meet you Steph, Zander talks about you all the time."



"It's a pleasure."

"And this is Michael and Sydney Vaughn, they're friends of Steph and Johnny's."

"And they work with us."

"Feds?" Sonny's voice boomed as eh came out of the kitchen to glare at Michael and Sydney. "I cannot believe you brought feds into my house," he said, turingin his glare on his wife and her sister.

Brenda stepped in front of him and put her foot down. "Sonny we have Steph and Johnny here all the time."

"That's different. She's your sister and I trust her enough not to say anything because it would hurt you. You two better watch it," Sonny warned Syd and Vaughn before disappearing into the kitchen again.

"Don't worry about him, he refuses all medication that could help his condition," Brenda told everyone in the room in a stage whisper.

"I heard that," Sonny yelled.

"What I don't hear is the sound of you cooking!" Brenda shouted back. "And if I don't hear it soon I'm going to come in there and start messing with all of your pots and pans."

Jason and Robin sat in Alan's office after Robin had been through a battery of tests. Currently robin was sitting on Jason's lap and wrapped up in his arms. Neither of them really wanted to think about what Alan would soon be in to tell him about. After a few minutes, Alan entred and causing the couple to tense up.

"Alan, would you just tell us what the hell is going on?" Jason asked after Alan had meticulously come into the room and sat down.

"Jason," Robin reprimanded. It never failed to surprise her how rude Jason could be when it came to her doctors, well any doctors. Especially Alan.

"What?" Jason asked looking down at Robin. He let out a sigh as she looked up at him expectantly. "Sorry," he muttered at Alan "Explain now."

"It's just your medication Robin, it's taking a bit longer for you to adjust and has made you slightly more anemic than usual," Alan said plainly, his words causing Robin to sink deeper into Jason's arms.

"Does she need transfusions?" Jason asked worriedly, remembering the extent that the medications could hurt Robin.

Alan shook his head, seeing the "No, it hasn't gotten that bad. So I would suggest keeping a close eye, more rest, a healthier diet, keep a closer eye on her and leave the medication alone hoping she'll adjust all the way soon."

Robin sighed, knowing that Jason wasn't going to let this go. "Can we go now?"

"Yes. I'll see you two again won't I?" Alan asked hopefully.

"Yes," Robin said, turning to look at him with a smile, squeezing Jason's hand, knowing that wasn't the answer he wanted.

"I'm going to drop you off at Brenda's and you better take a nap," Jason told Robin as they got in the elevator. "I'm going to pick up Emily."

"What about not telling me what to do?" Robin asked half playfully.

Jason turned to her, the worry that he had earlier still lingering in his eyes. "Would you please take a nap?" he asked softly, stroking has hand down her cheek.

"Yeah, if that means we can take one together later," Robin said with a suggestive look in her eyes.

Jason smiled, putting an arm around her shoulders and pulling her close. "We'll see."

At the penthouse things weren't going so well. Brenda and Lacey were talking with Syd and Michael, partially out of interest, partially to keep them out of Sonny's hair so there wouldn't be a fight. Zander watched his sister for a few moments, before going to sit next to her on the couch.

"Steph what's wrong with you?" Zander asked, walking over to his sister. "You've barely said two words to Lacey since you've been here and have been giving her your infamous dagger eyes. What gives?"

Steph shot a slanted glance to the girl who was comfortably making conversation with Robin and Brenda. "Zander, are you sure she was the prime candidate for your girlfriend? I'm sure there were plenty of other."

"Other what?" Lacey asked, having overheard Steph's words when she'd come over to them unnoticed. "Nice girls. You think because I've got streaks in my hair and a hole in my nose I'm some kind of punked up drugged out girl whose using your brother for his trust fund," she shouted angrily, causing Steph to stand. "I've known Zander longer than you have, I don't remember not knowing him, and I've been in love with him for just about as long. I've got a pretty little trust find of my own. So next time get to know a girl before you decide she ought to go." With that Lacey ran for the door making the quickest get away possible.

"Damn it. Lacey!" Zander called out as he started after her.

Johnny stepped in front of Zander and forced him to stand still. "Slow down there kiddo, I'll get her. You two talk!" he ordered, giving his wife a pointed look.

Zander turned on his sister, his golden eyes blazing. "I cannot believe you!"

"What did you expect me to think of her?" Steph asked him wishing she had gone out after the girl to teach her a lesson she wouldn't soon forget. "Looking like she does."

"Looking like she does!" Zander said, thinking of the temporary pink hair dye his girlfriend had done as a bit of fun. "Glad to know you got to know her first before you judged her. Glad to know you think I have such horrible taste in women."

"You have a tendency to make horrible mistakes with life, why not with women as well?" Stephanie asked him.

"I love her, she loves me. Is that honestly so hard for you to accept?"

"And did you hear her comment of her knowing you longer than I have?"

"A. She's known me since she was born and I was three so essentially she's right, b, you hurt her so she struck out." Zander sighed, knowing the way he was going about this was most likely all wrong. "Look I know you love me, I'm well aware and I love you too, but you cannot treat Lacey like that."

Stephanie let out a frustrated breath, knowing her brother may have had a small point. "Maybe I'll try to be a bit nicer."

"You better. I'm only praying that Johnny actually convinces her to come home tonight," Zander said, his gaze returning to the door.

That comment struck Steph the wrong way. She had tried to be nice and still he snapped at her. "You know, I'm sorry, but do you remember what happened between you and Emily? She went and ripped your heart out. So I'm sorry if I was worried about something like that happening to you again."

"I know you care, but trust me. And if we didn't risk it, it wouldn't be worth it," he said simply.

"If she ever really hurts you I will kill her."

"I know," Zander said nodding before returning to his room.

The tension in the penthouse was thick.


"I'll take it I don't want to know."

"No. So where's Jason."

"Picking up Emily. Bren I'm a bit tired, would you mind if I laid down for a bit."

"Sure. Are you okay?"

"I'll be fine."

"Alright, come on, you can borrow the guest room for a bit. Steph and Johnny won't mind."

Johnny walked down the stars of the docks and found the missing girl down there. He could tell by the way she was pacing and muttering that she was clearly pissed off. Maybe this wasn't the best idea he had had in awhile, but if he'd sent anyone else out here there only would have been more trouble.


Lacey stopped her pacing and turned to look at him. "Did anyone ever tell you your wife is a bitch?" she asked angrily, really wanting to get rid of this man.

Johnny tensed up but knew better than to respond angrily, this girl had been hurt. "I wouldn't suggest saying that to her."

She narrowed her eyes at him with heat . "I'm not completely stupid."

"She means well."

"She comes across as harsh and cruel." Lacey let out a breath. "You know, I honestly love Zander. I tried to be nice to her, to be presentable. Stephanie and Brenda mean the world to Zander, and because they are important to him they are important to me. But I refuse to be treated like crap and degraded. I do not need to be thought of as someone unworthy when she doesn't even know me."

"No she doesn't, but Steph is used to making snap judgments. It's kept her alive." Johnny said trying to reason his wife's behavior.

"Then she should know the packaging doesn't always equate with who is inside."

"She's not going to apologize," Johnny explained, wanting to let this girl know exactly what she was up against. "Look, Steph is insanely protective of the people she cares about. She probably would have warmed up to you. Going off on her was stupid."

That brought a bit more heat into Lacey's eyes. "What? I should have backed down and been complacent? Pretended that I didn't hear what she said and that she was being colder to me than most human beings deserve."

"No, but you have to pick your spots with her, and you picked the wrong one. See, she probably would have respected you for having the nerve to stand up to her, after I talked her out of killing you that is. But you took a dig at her relationship with Zander."

"She did no less with me."

"She's the classic big sister. She takes her role as big sister very seriously."

"Well then I'm sorry I stepped on her precious toes," Lacey quipped sarcastically.

"See there's that attitude again. You don't seem to understand something. She can hurt you. She will hurt you. She'll take you defending Zander to a degree. But she won't take your attitude."

"Do you know what it is to be asked to respect someone who clearly has no respect for you?" she asked, the hurt radiating through. To Lacey it was an insult to be asked to fall to this other woman because of her power. "I get that she can hurt me, and I'm not sure if she would right now because Zander is involved, but even if she would I am not about her to give her something she clearly can't give me. I'll be nice to her, walk on eggshells if I have to, because it will keep all of your God damn peace, but if she insults me like that again, she can do whatever she likes to me afterwards."

Johnny breathed out a sigh and shook his head. "You don't get it."

"I do. But what no one seems to understand is that I have as much right to be with Zander and stand my ground as she does. Because she could kill me does not mean she has a right to treat me like dirt. If she'd like the truth, I worship the ground Zander walks on, have for forever. Sure he can be stupid, drugs for example, and I've called him on it. I would do just about anything for him, but being treated as if I'm subhuman isn't one of them."

"You don't have to take what she dishes out, and you shouldn't be treated horribly. But you want to know something, you come off as a girl with a really big attitude problem. Steph does not deal well with people who have attitude problems, in fact she usually adjusts their attitude. She would have given you a chance, she'd do anything for Zander."

Lacey just shook her head, why had she thought this man would understand, he was married to the woman. "Tell Zander I'm going to crash with some friends and I'll see him tomorrow," she said walking off the docks and leaving Johnny behind.

Johnny came back in to the penthouse to find his wife sitting in the living room with Sydney and Michael. Zander came out into the main room the instant he heard the door open.

"Where's Lacey?" he asked his brother-in-law.

"With friends I think. She said she'd see you tomorrow."

"Damn! I'm going to see if I can figure out who," Zander said, quickly retreating out of the room.

Steph got up from her seat and walked to where her husband was standing by the door."Can you believe the nerve of that girl and then not coming back?"

"I don't think she was in the mood to stare you down a second time," Johnny said taking his wife into his arms.

"Well at least she was smart enough for that. I am not done with her."

"She wanted you to like her and you clearly didn't," Johnny said with a sigh, hating this whole situation. "She knows Zander thinks the world of you and you basically told her you thought nothing of her."

Steph pushed back and glared up at him. "Whose side are you on?"

"Zanders." Johnny said, taking the neutral choice. "He does not need this right now."

"Maybe I insulted her a bit, but that does not mean that she had any right to say what she did."

"Do you think she was thinking of anything other than striking out at you and defending her right to stand by your brother? You threatened her just by walking in the door today."

"Maybe I was a bit harsh. And there's a possibility she's not what I thought."

"Always a possibility," Johnny said, not wanting to make more of an issue out of it than it was.

"And maybe it was kind of brave of her. But do not think that that 'I've known Zander longer than you,' crap will go unnoticed," Steph said, jabbing at him with her finger.

"I don't expect it to."


Vaughn leaned over and causally wrapped an arm around Sydney. She gave him a funny look and he raised his eyebrows as if to say 'we want them to believe us don't we?' He leaned in a bit closer and whispered. "I love how we have to have one argument every place we go."

Sydney now clearly gave him a look. "Vaughn."

"I'm serious!" he exclaimed louder than he had wanted too.

"So am I. You and Will fought in LA so technically we started the precedent," Sydney charged causing Michael to bite his tongue and sit back on the sofa.

Once he was sure the main room of his own penthouse had stopped being a battleground Sonny exited the kitchen to stare at all assembled. No one he was that fond of. "When is Jason getting back with Em and her boyfriend? I'm hungry." Sonny said.

Just then the door opened and Jason, Emily and her boyfriend walked in. "Danny." Johnny said shocked to see his little brother enter the penthouse.

"Oh no, Steph's got that I'm going to kill somebody look in her eye." Danny said noticing the look in his sister in law's eyes."

Emily looked between Steph and Danny. Whatever was going on she knew it wasn't going to be good. "You guys know each other?" Emily asked confused.

"Em, this is my brother Johnny, and his wife Stephanie. Johnny, Steph, this is Emily, my girlfriend."

Brenda and Robin were midway down the stairs as Danny started the introductions. They both quickly went to join everyone else. "This is going to get ugly again." Brenda said to the rest of the group.

"Your dating the same girl who broke my brother's heart," Stephanie charged, advancing on Danny with anger in her eyes.

"Your Zander, is her Zander." He asked looking at Emily.

"Nice to see you again Danny," Zander said making his presence known. Today really could not get any worse.

"You broke up with my brother for him?" Steph asked Emily pointing at Danny.

"Hey, I thought you liked me?" Danny asked hurt.

Steph flashed him a quick grin. "I love you, that's not the point."

"So what is the point?" Danny asked defensively.

"I'm just trying to figure this all out, that's all," Steph said, rubbing her hands over her face. "I mean for months, I heard about how in love this girl was with my brother. Then she's in a terrible accident, and has to go away for rehab, I'm glad to see you're better by the way. But still my brother loves you and you're still everything to him. Then out of no where you tell him you're in love with someone else. If you're going to be in love with someone who isn't Zander you're never going to find anyone better then Danny. That doesn't change the fact that you didn't treat my brother very well, why should I believe you'd treat my brother in law any better?"

"I love Danny."

"You loved Zander too, didn't you?"

"It seems you have a problem with my sister." Jason told Steph coldly, stepping in front of Emily cleanly and efficently.

Steph wasn't the least bit bothered and stood toe to toe with Jason. "I do in fact."

"Get rid of it," he growled at her.

"Why should I? Because you say so?" Steph asked crossing her arms.

"She's my sister, and I'm not going to let you hurt her."

"But its fine for her to hurt my brother?" Steph asked casually.

Jasons mind flashed back to everything that his sister had went through when she was with Zander. Whne she called him to tell him that there was someone else, he couldn't have been happier. "Your brother didn't deserve my sister, and I'm not sure you're brother in law does either."

"Steph come stand over here by me." Johnny said evenly. She shot him a quzzical look. "You're this close to hitting him, and that's the last thing this group needs right now."

She turned on Johnny. "You're going to let him talk about your brother like that?"

"Guys." Robin said speaking up. "Why don't you guys let it drop. They don't seem to have too big a problem with the situation."

"I do," Danny said finally. "I want to know if Johnny was going to let him say I was unworthy."

"Shut up Danny," Johnny snapped at his brother.

"Don't talk to him like that, I want to know too, were you going to let Jason badmouth your brother in an attempt to keep the peace?" Steph asked her husband.

"What do you want from me Steph?" Johnny asked, throwing his arms out. "Do you want me to tell you, I think you're right about this whole situation? I do, I think you're right. I have questions about this girl, I think Jason is way out of line in is comments about both of our brothers. What good does admitting that do? Now my brother is going to be pissed at me because I don't like his girlfriend. Jason is going to be pissed at both of us because we don't like his sister."

"Let's eat." Brenda said when she was tired of the argument. "Sonny aren't you proud of me. I minded my own business during that whole fight."

Later that Night, Steph was sitting down on the couch of her sister's penthouse. She was going through a file, partially because she couldn't sleep. Her head snapped up when she heard the sound of a key in the lock of the door. She instantly reached out for gun but stopped when she reconised the figure.

"Hey," she called out of the darkness.

Lacey stopped dead in her tracks when her eyes came to rest on Steph. She clearly made a move that was clear that she was hesitating coming in. "I so did not expect you to be awake," she said letting out her breath when she realized that Steph didn't have a gun pointed at her.

"Clearly. Why are you here?" Steph asked, raising herself off of the couch.

"I didn't say goodnight," Lacey clarified, wanting what could turn into the Spanish Inquisition to be over. "It was rude of me and I planned to fix it."

"You were going to wake up Sonny and Brenda to say goodnight?" Steph asked wryly.

Lacey let out a breath. "No Zander. Look, he's been hurt in the past, and I should have come back to see him. He's just going to lie awake and worry about me. So I figured I'd save him the trouble."

"He has been hurt in the past, I'm glad you're trying to be different," Steph said, emphasizing the word trying.

Lacey stood there and considered for a moment. "I might have gone a bit overboard with the knowing Zander longer crap," she started cautiously. "I'm sorry if I hurt you."

"Glad to hear it. You might not be as bad as I thought you were."

The two women just stood there staring at one another for a few minutes when another voice came out of the dark. "Take two steps away from each other, Johnny keep an eye on them while I turn on the lights."

"There really isn't any need," Lacey said, crossing to Zander. She looped her arms around his neck and looked up at him with apologetic eyes. "I'm sorry."

"For what?" Zander asked confused.

"Not coming back."

Zander laid a kiss on the top of her head. "Come on," he said, offering her his hand and leading her off to their room.

"Alright, can you come to bed now?" Johnny asked his wife, hoping that she would let it go.

"They share a bed," she said as if she had never thought of something so appaling.

"Steph," Johnny warned her. It had been a long day, all he wanted was some sleep.

Steph watched after where Zander and Lacey had disappeared for a few moments. "Maybe she isn't so bad," she said for a few minutes before letting Johnny drag her up to bed.

Jason and Robin's Place

Jason and Robin had retreated to the home they kept in Port Charles for situations like this one. "Say something."

"Steph has some nerve." Jason told Robin angrily.

Robin sighed. "She was defending her brother you should understand that."


"Jason." Robin started. She paused trying to put this the right way. "For someone who doesn't know Em and the kind of person she is, she comes off looking pretty badly in this situation."

"You know her brother kidnapped my sister. Got her in a bus accident that paralyzed her. Am I supposed to forget that?" Jason snapped thinking back to all that Emily had gone through in her relationship with Zander.

"No you're not. But he is still her brother and she is going to defend him. And lets remember your other sister got both Emily and Zander on that bus." Robin reminded him, not wanting him to place all of the blame on Zander.

"That woman is not my sister."


"And you know, they didn't have to take the damn money, or get on the bus." Jason continued angrily.

"You're right they didn't, but THEY did. Emily and Zander got on that bus. He didn't make her, she wanted to be with him." Robin calmly pointed out.


"Fine." Robin said with a sigh. "What about your comment about Danny? Was that neccessary?"

"I'm worried about my sister is that a crime? And no it probably wasn't necessary." He reluctantly admitted.

"Its not a crime. In fact I find you very cute when you're all protective." Robin said with a suggestive smile.

"Is that so?"


"Prove it." He challenged her.

She didn't say anything just leaned in and kissed him.
Syd and Vaughn's hotel

"Those people have issues. They make our families look like the Brady's." Vaughn said as he was channel surfing, trying to find Sportscenter so he could check the scores.

"Have you forgotten my Mother shot me?" Sydney asked him. "Cause I've got the bullet wound to remind you." She said pointing to her shoulder.

He dropped the remote and got up and went to stand in front of her. "I don't need a reminder." Vaughn said softly grabbing her hand.

"Why do you keep looking at me like that?" She asked him warily.

Confused he asked, "Like what?"

"Like you... Never mind."

"How long are we going to ignore what's between us Syd?" Vaughn questioned her.

"I don't know what you're talking about. I'm going to

go take a shower." She said disappearing into the bathroom and away from Vaughn and the conversation she wasn't ready to have with him.