The Harem of Jason Morgan
On the Port Charles side of the pier looking out to Wyndemere.
Robin
and Nikolas laugh comfortable with each other and the day that
they had
spent together on the island. Robin is dressed in a caramel
colored
velour dress that compliments her hair and eyes and hugs her trim
figure. Off the shoulder and long sleeved, it is demure but not
shy.
At her throat is a fresh water pearl necklace. Her back pack
carries
the casual clothes that she had worn during the days activities.
"I so rarely see Uncle surprised, but you did it."
Nikolas laughs.
"I had a feeling there was a fix in the works. You didn't
tell him that
I'd been skeet shooting before, did you?"
"Tell Uncle that you were more than proficient with
firearms? I don't
think so. He was leery enough of our friendship while I was
recovering. I don't think that he underestimates you the way that
some
might, but I don't think skeet shooting was what he was expecting."
"How did you set it up?" Robin asks curiously.
"It is actually part of my well rounded education. Uncle and
Alexis
used to work out also. Alexis was always better with pistols
however.
It was something that Uncle used to take pride in." Nikolas
says
sadly.
"You miss her don't you? Just because she and Stefan aren't
getting
along, doesn't mean that you can't still see her. I know she is
still
working at the hospital."
"What she did, Robin, was unforgivable. She betrayed the
family."
"There are actually few things that are truly unforgivable---
do either
of us have enough family to throw any away?"
"I agree, but it is out of my hands for now. Since Alexis
went to work
for Jas..."
"It's okay; you can say it. Since Alexis went to work for
Jason."
"I don't want to trespass. I know that you two aren't seeing
each other
any more... but you still have feelings for him, don't you?"
Robin reaches up and runs a hand along the delicate necklace at
her
throat. "I'll always care about Jason. He helped me through
the
roughest part of my life when all I wanted to do was die. He'd
deny it,
but he gave me my life back. He was the one that convinced me to
go on
the protocol. He helped me see a future with me in it which is
funny
cause Jason doesn't believe in the future... only the present."
Just
then a shiver goes through Robin and she looks around the dock
area
feeling something amiss. Her gaze passes over a man sitting up on
the
dock. His dirty blonde hair is matted into dreds and he wears a
surplus
army jacket. By his side is a boom box and a brown bag with the
distinctive long neck of a 22 oz beer extending from it.
Memorizing the
man from habit long ingrained she takes in his features from the
dreaded
locks to the polished loafers before Nikolas distracts her back
to him
with his concerned comment.
"Hey are you okay? You went away for a moment."
Smiling Robin shakes off the feeling. "Sure felt a ghost
walk over my
grave is all."
"What a gruesome thing to say." Nikolas relies appalled
Robin grins. "Another one of those Americanism that so
frustrates your
uncle. I just got the feeling that something was wrong. But
everything
is fine now. I really should be getting home."
Nikolas also looks around the dock area trying to find what had
put
Robin at unease. His gaze passes over the man without pause. Just
another homeless person hanging out at the docks looking to pick
up some
day labor from the incoming ships. "I wish that you would
let me pick
you up."
"Now that would be hopelessly inefficient, wouldn't it? I
mean you
coming to pick me up and then driving me back to your house and
then
having to make the return trip later."
"It just doesn't seem proper."
Robin laughs. "Good. I think I'm getting tired of always
being the
proper one. For some reason it spoils all the fun."
Nikolas reaches out and slides the back of his knuckles beneath
Robin's
chin tilting it up slightly to look in to her sable brown eyes
before
her thick lashes dip to disguise her thoughts. Slowly he moves in
closer and lowers his head to hers. His mouth moves to hers
covering it
gently and then with increasing pressure as her lips part so does
his
and the kiss deepens holding both of their attention. The
depression of
a camera shutter goes unnoticed as their focus narrows to only
each
other. Breaking away from Nikolas' embrace, Robin steps back her
breathing ragged.
"Nikolas...." Her words are silenced by Nikolas' index
finger across
her lips.
"Don't. Don't spoil 'the fun;' I had a great day today. I
hope you
did too."
"You know I did." Robin protests.
"Then we'll have to do it again soon."
"Nikolas..." Robin starts warningly before she is cut
off again by
Nikolas.
"Come. Let me walk you to your car." Together they walk
past the man
to where Robin has parked her car. Nikolas hand her into the car
watching as she buckles up and goes through a basic routine
before she
looks up at him and waving he steps back from the car and allow
her to
pull away. Again unnoticed is the clicking of a camera and the
muttering of the homeless man talking to himself.
"Yeah, yeah I got the pictures. She just left heading south
on the dock
road. Heading out of town. You got someone on her? Tell the boss
he'll have the pictures within the hour. You think that Morgan
will get
the message?"
Moments later a car pulls in behind Robin Scorpio who is heading
back to
the cottage that she once shared with her best friend Brenda
Barrett.
The driver of the following car is on a cellular phone with his
boss.
"Yeah, I'm on her. We still just tailing or what? The only
place that
is out this road that she could be staying is the Barrett broad's
place. You want me to make it look like an accident? Consider it
done." Slapping the cell phone closed the thug tosses it
onto the empty
passenger seat. Grasping the wheel firmly he accelerates in a
rush. The
souped up engine responds with a roar jumping forward closing the
distance between the car and Robin.
Robin's almost blinded by the headlights in her rear view mirror.
"Where did that guy come from? Is he insane... He's going
way too
fast." Just then the car slams into the rear of Robin's car
whipping
her forward and back. Looking around frantically she accelerates
trying
to maintain a distance between her and the car following her.
"I know
the road I have the advantage but damn it there are no advantages
on
this road. Too many curves too many trees and no room. "
Just then she
is slammed again from behind rocking the car and edging it to the
shoulder. Robin corrects the car her arms straining since the
trunk of
her car is now crushed and grating on the back tires causing them
to
smoke and pull unevenly slowing her down and allowing the other
car to
overtake her. The brief respite from the glaring headlights is
overshadowed as the heavier car pulls along side and in a moment
time
seems to stand still as the other car swerves into Robin's car
forcing
it off the road and to a sudden stop as it meets an immovable
object-- a
tree. The other car continues on down the road unconcerned about
the
outcome of his night's work.
The penthouse Jason is in his office going through the paperwork
that
would have him jailed for years if it falls into the wrong hands.
He
looks up at the rap on the door. Rinaldo barely pauses before
entering
a flat envelope in his hands.
"It didn't have a return address on it and no post mark so I
checked it
out. I knew that you needed to see this ASAP." Rinaldo's
voice is
grim.
"What is it?" Jason reaches for the envelope dumping
the contents on
his desk. He rises in a furious motion. "when were these
dropped off?"
Rinaldo shrugs. "I don't know, boss. Within the last hour.
They were
dropped off at the front desk. They beeped me when they were
sorting
through the mail."
"I want a copy of the security tape. NOW." Rinaldo
leaves. Jason picks
up the phone and dials the outback as his sole curtesy call.
"Mac?
Where is Robin? Why? Cause I just got a threat against her. Fine.
You
take care of her and I'm going to take care of the threat. You
don't
want to know and you don't really care what I do about it ... do
you? I
didn't think so." Jason hangs up without saying goodbye.
"Damn it.
You were suppose to be safe." Jason's gaze fall again on the
pictures
of Robin and Nikolas on the docks. Robin's face is covered with
red
marker in the shape of crosshairs and a message is written across
the
bottom.
I CAN TAKE HER OUT ANY TIME I LIKE AND NOT EVEN HAVE TO
WORRY ABOUT HER TAINTED BLOOD ON MY HANDS. I WANT
DARALEE. LAVERY'S GIRL IS PROOF OF MY RESOLVE BUT I'LL
TAKE THEM ALL OUT... ONE BY ONE.
The Harem of Jason Morgan
Em and Liz's room
Liz lounges on her bed, flipping lazily through a magazine when a
knock
at the door captures her attention. "It's open."
Brenda strides in and flounces on Emily's bed, pulling at her
long
sleeves while cocking her head curiously at Elizabeth. "What
are you
up to?" She asks.
Feigning innocence, Liz just smiles. "Whatever do you mean?
"You asked me about my high school days, the stuff with
Jagged edge and
Karen, wait for my answer and then up and leave...what's going
on?
"I just wanted a little advice from the master of high
school stunts. No
big deal, so you gonna cover for me tonight?" Liz asks, her
voice rising
ever so slightly with urgency. "Carly is a real stickler for
knowing my
every move, and this Moreno stuff has everyone bothered, I need
your
help.
"You have to take Rinaldo with you, "Holding up a hand
to cut off Liz's
outcries, Brenda remains firm. "He won't care about what
you're
doing.. but he has to go with you. Trust me, whatever happens
remains
between you, me and him. Now, spill, what have you got planned? "Drawing
her knees up, she hugs her legs with her hands and smiles broadly.
"I
want all the details.
Liz grins and shrugs her shoulders before collapsing into a fit
of
giggles. "Let's just say it's payback time for Prince Nikky
and the
Barbie girl.
"Huh uh, you ain't getting my help unless I get the dirt. I
need some
excitement. "Brenda waits as Liz ponders whether to confide
in her. "Look
at it this way, not only am I securing your privacy, arranging
for the
studliest bodyguard this side of the state line, I am also
offering my
Brenda Barrett, surefire way to make your enemies pay, book of
dirty
tricks. Lay it on me, and if it gets my seal of approval, you
have
nothing to worry about.
"When you put it that way..."Liz replies before giving
in and conspiring
with the PC High School legend.
The outside hallway...
Rinaldo sighs as he looks wearily at the doors on either side of
him.
"Are you sure, Johnny?
Johnny gulps as he hangs his head in what could almost be called
fear.
"I'm positive, think about it, all of them are craving
chocolate, one
minute they are happy, the next they are drawing blood, I
actually say
Emily and Carly crying at some phone commercial...it's happened...
Rinaldo grimaces slightly. "Brenda taunted Jason with the
idea of
it.. all of them on the same cycle.. she even teased me about it.. asking
how we would all handle it.. but I didn't think it would actually
happen.
"It's has happened, trust me. I have four sisters and man...we
gotta
tell the boss."Johnny motions to the main penthouse door.
"I think you
should do it.
"ME???? "Rinaldo asks incrediously . "You're the
one with all the
sisters, I was an only child.
"You're his Lt. He trusts you to tell him the important
stuff." Johnny
points out.
"He trusts you too, I'll flip you for it..." Rinaldo
suggests as he pulls
out a coin.
Alexis's kitchen...
Dara, Keesha and Alexis stare at the opened refrigerator and
sigh
in unison. Stocked full of everything but nothing any of them
want; they
close it and begin rummaging through shelves.
"I thought Carly went shopping." Dara moans as she
looks dreadfully at
the boxes of unopened fruit loops..to think they were once her
favorite
cereal.
Alexis wrinkles her nose as she closes a cabinet door. "I
don't think
she expected us all to be wanting chocolate at the same time.
Keesha pouts as she closes her cabinet door. "It's not fair,
I haven't
even lived here that long, how can I be on the same cycle as the
rest of
you.
Alexis shrugs her shoulders. "Just lucky I guess. Let's go
raid the
other fridge".
Bounding across the hall they enter into the main penthouse,
finding
Carly and Emily dipping spoons into various pints of Ben and
Jerry's
finest. Looking up at the hungry onlookers, Carly grins at them.
"Grab a
spoon and stay away from the mint chocolate chip.
~*~
Jason's office
Rinaldo and Johnny watch their boss carefully as the news sinks
in. He
is silent, as usual, cautiously plotting his line of attack.
Looking up
at them finally, he replies in even tones. "What should we
do?
"Stay out of their way, make sure there's plenty of
chocolate and
comfortable clothes around..oh and whatever they want--give it to
them,
but be prepared for them to change their minds a lot." Johnny
offers
helpfully.
Rinaldo chuckles. "How is this different from any other day?
Jason cocks an eyebrow at him. "Want me to tell them you
said that?
OK, enough of this, we have more serious things to worry about.
Carly is
in control, she will make sure they are fine, any word on
Moreno's
whereabouts yet?
The grin vanishes from his face and Rinaldo's shoulder's tense.
"Nothing
yet, but we are getting closer. He is scared and that makes him
an easy
mark.
Jason nods but then adds gravely. "It also makes him
extremely
dangerous. He got too close to Emily, this won't happen again,
not with
her or anyone else under my protection. "A phone rings and
breaks into
Jason's conversation. "Hello, Robin?? What Happened??? WHAT?
Where are
you? I'm on my way. "Hanging up the phone, Jason's eyes are
filled with
rage. "Find me Moreno."
The Harem of Jason Morgan
The radio blares, steam whistling from the broken radiator like a
tea
kettle and quiet hiss of the airbag deflating are the only sounds
heard
until the quiet groan of the driver opening her eyes. Moving
slightly she
cries out in pain. Tears stream down her face as she forces
herself to
reach for the door handle with her right hand. The door won't
open. Her
left side screams in pain with each movement- pushing against the
door is
not an option. Stretching with her right hand toward the
passenger seat
Robin reaches into her purse. (The strap is hung up on the
headrest of the
passenger seat) and pulls out the cell phone she hasn't been
without since
the kidnapping.
*911 what is the nature of your emergency?*
Robin replies breathlessly. ''I was run off the road. I'm trapped
in my car. I need police, ambulance... hell send a firetruck I
think they'll need to cut me out of here.''
*What is your location?* Robin relays the particulars. *okay
ma'am the police and ambulance are on their way. ETA about five
minutes-- can you tell me the status of your injuries?*
''My shoulder hurts; I think it's broken and my head is
pounding.''
*Can you tell me about the other vehicle?*
''Four door, American. Heavy. All I saw was headlights. He rear
ended me and then ran me off the road and kept on going.''
*Okay ma'am, I'll stay on the line with you until the ambulance
arrives.*
''I can hear the sirens. Could you do me a favor and call my
Uncle
Mac? Mac Scorpio-- he should be at the Outback Restaurant.''
*MAC Scorpio?! Yes ma'am-- I'll inform him.*
''The paramedics are here... they'll probably take me to GH.''
*I'll let him know, ma'am.''
''You wouldn't happen to be related to V. Ardonowski, would
you?''
*No ma'am, why do you ask?*
''No reason.''
The Outback phone rings. Mac picks up the phone. ''Robin?''
*NO sir, this is the 911 operator. Your niece asked me to call
you.
She's been involved in an accident.*
''What kind of accident? Why didn't she call me?''
*One second sir....* There is the sound of another conversation
in
the background. *Sir?-- your niece is enroute to General Hospital.
Sir?
Sir?*
''Mac?'' Felicia inquires to Mac's back as he races from the
restaurant. She picks up the phone. ''Who is this?''
*911 operator.*
''Oh my gosh, what happened?''
*Mr Scorpio's niece was involved in a car accident.*
''Thank you for calling.'' Filly hangs up the phone and grabbing
her
purse runs out of the restaurant in time to flag Mac down as he
is pulling
out of the parking lot. The car barely stops before Filly jumps
in and Mac
floors it allowing the momentum to close the passenger door.
Filly grabs
for her seat belt and buckles in then braces herself as Mac runs
a yellow
and continues to accelerate. ''Just don't kill us on the way
there, okay?''
Mac's white knuckles grip the wheel. ''Jason called me to warn me
that
someone might come after Robin. DAMNIT!!'' Mac slams his hand
against the
wheel.
''All we know is that it was an accident,'' Felicia reminds him
reassuringly her legs braced against the dash.
Mac takes a deep breath and exhales his foot easing off the gas
by a
hair bringing himself back under control. ''Right and the
operator said
Robin told her to call.''
''Right. We'll probably beat the ambulance there.''
~*~
GH ER
Bobbie is charting at the nurses' station. She was off shift
about 15
minutes ago but it's been one of those nights. All of a sudden
there is a
slam of two hands on the counter. Bobbie looks up abruptly.
''Where is she?''
''Where is who? Mac, Felicia, What's going on?''
''Robin was in an accident; they're bringing her here.''
''Oh my goodness! I'll go check. You two go sit down and I'll be
right back.'' Bobbie rushes away. Mac doesn't move until Filly
starts
tugging on his arm.
''Come on, Mac. Bobbie will look for us over there first.'' Mac
allows
himself to be lead over to the chairs but doesn't sit for long
before
beginning to pace. Filly watches him from the chairs that she has
curled up into. Her head follows his movement like a tennis match.
Mac stops abruptly and Filly's eyes follow his gaze.
Bobbie arrives breathlessly. Her hand reaches out to Mac's arm.
''She's about two minutes away.... she's awake and alert.''
''What happened? How is she?''
''We won't know for sure until she gets here and the doctor gets
to
take a look at her. I'll be right back.'' Bobbie hurries to the
nurses'
station and begins to set the land speed record for charting.
Each entry is
legible and accurate but hurried so that she can be there for her
friends.
Her last entry ties with the arrival of the ambulance. Joe
Scanlon meets
the door as Frank wheels in the gurney.
''What have we got?''
''Hit and run auto. Pulse and BP good. Saline in. Patient is
oriented
times three. Pupils slow to react but equal. Looks like a seat
belt
injury.''
''Collar bone?'' Joe starts checking pupils as Frank nods. ''okay
lets
get her into exam three.''
''Robin? Robin?!'' Mac is beside the gurney in a heart beat his
voice
filled with dismay seeing Robin stretched out on a back board and
with a
cervical collar immobilizing her head.
''It's okay, Uncle Mac. It looks worse than it is.'' Robin starts
to
cry as reaction sets in. ''But the car is totalled. I heard the
officer
talking about it.''
''We can replace the damn car!''
''Sir, we need to take her to the exam room.''
''I'm going with Robin,'' Mac insists. Joe looks over at Bobbie
pleadingly.
''Mac, No. It will just slow the doctors down... let them get
going
with Robin. I'll check in on her I promise. I'm off shift now so
I won't be
called away.''
''It's okay, Uncle Mac. I'm not going anywhere.'' Robin sniffs
reassuringly trying to be cheerful to mellow her uncle out. In
the moment
Joe and Frank wheel the gurney away. The sliding glass doors to
the exam
rooms closes after the gurney leaving Bobbie, Felicia and Mac
standing in
the waiting area.