Disclaimer: I don't own GH or it's characters, nor am I making any money off this (if I was, I wouldn't be posting here).

Author's note: There has been a serious lack of Frisco fics and since he's still my favorite character, I though I'd remedy that. This starts out just during Jason & Brenda's trial in January. Although some events from the show will be referenced (or changed in some cases), most of the story takes place apart from what's happening on-screen. The DID story isn't happening, and Georgie does *not* have a crush on her cousin! Look for a few familiar faces to be making appearances. Lyrics belong to Madonna. Please let me know what you think!

UPDATE 12-8-12: This story is now officially on permanent hiatus and is marked complete so no one will expect updates. It is not finished and never will be. Explanation is in the notes of Chapter 57. Feel free to read, but keep this in mind that there will be no more.

I think I'll find another way
There's so much more to know
I guess I'll die another day
It's not my time to go

For every sin, I'll have to pay
I've come to work, I've come to play
I think I'll find another way
It's not my time to go

Frisco Jones sighed, staring at the entrance of Kelly's. He was nervous, he admitted to himself. This was his first proper visit to Port Charles in nearly ten years. Sure, he'd dropped in a couple times to see his daughters, but they were quick visits at the Scorpio home. In the last couple of years, those quick visits had become few and far between. His girls were being raised by another man. He couldn't stand it and he ran away like he had every other painful situation in his life. Well, no more running.

With a new resolve, he opened the small diner's doors and walked in with all his gear. The place hadn't changed much since he'd been gone, not that he had expected it would, although part of him still half expected Ruby to pop her head out and give him a hard time. Instead, a young blonde came out from the kitchen.

"Hi. Looking for a room?" she asked, smiling.

Didn't look like the brightest bulb in the bunch he decided, but still innocently cute. "Nope, just don't have any place to go for a couple hours. Are you still serving breakfast?"

"Sure. What do you want?"

"Scrambled eggs, toast and coffee, black," he said, setting his duffel bag against the wall and his metal file boxes next to the table. He pulled out his laptop, figuring while he waiting for his brother, he'd get through some of the mountain of paperwork he'd put off.

The blonde brought him his coffee finally, taking her sweet time, as he got his computer set up on the table. Service had definitely gone downhill some. Ruby always had coffee ready.

"New in town?"

He wondered if she was just making conversation, or if she was fishing for information. Unless something had changed dramatically, the people in this town loved gossip. "Not really, just haven't been back in a while."

She nodded, probably running through her head all the possibilities. To hell with that, he had work to get done. "Is Bobbie working at the hospital today?" he asked, feeling the urge to find someplace to take a shower and sleep. He hadn't slept since early the previous morning, and even then it had been barely more than a nap.

"I think so. You know Bobbie?"

Maybe it was just the nature of his work, but this line of questioning was making him uncomfortable. He'd be the subject of gossip soon enough; he didn't need it coming from her. He shot her an annoyed glare and mumbled, "Thanks."

She took the hint. "My name's Courtney by the way, if you need anything," she said before turning to the kitchen to make his eggs.