Chapter Eight




The plane touched down, ending an uneventful flight from Puerto Rico to Miami, Florida. Sonny stepped off the small private plane that had been sent to pick him up. The small airstrip was deserted, except for a lone, black limo with a driver standing by the back door. Sonny nodded wordlessly to the man as he slid into the cool, leather lined interior.


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Georgie smiled when she opened the door and saw Diego standing there. “Hi,” she said, stepping back to let him in.

Diego smiled, keeping his hands behind his back as he entered the small, cozy apartment – it wasn’t very big, but it suited her just fine, and wherever Diego looked, he could see Georgie’s personality everywhere. From the bookshelves scattered here and there around the room, stuffed with books; to the bright, mismatched colors and patterns that all seemed to go together; to the small table outside the postage stamp kitchen with the bud vase and cheery yellow tulip in it.

Georgie turned to him after closing the door. “So, to what do I owe this visit?” she asked, wondering what Diego was hiding behind his back.

Diego could see the curiosity burning in her eyes and smiled. He pulled his arms from behind his back to reveal the bouquet of wild flowers.

Georgie’s eyes widened as she moved toward him and the flowers. “Oh . . . my . . . Diego, they’re beautiful,” she gasped in surprise. “But what are they for?”

“They’re a thank you,” said Diego.

“A thank you? For what?”

“For yesterday at the park with Elaina. I’m sure it’s not what you had in mind to do,” Diego explained.

“Oh, Diego, you don’t have to thank me for that,” said Georgie with a soft smile. She took the flowers from him and headed into the kitchen to get a vase. “I had fun. Elaina is too adorable and she loves her uncle.”

Diego laughed and nodded. He would do anything for his niece.

Georgie finished putting the flowers into the vase and went back into the living room to put it on the low coffee table. “So, you came all the way over here to bring me flowers?” she asked with a smile. “Are we still on for dinner and a movie?”

“Definitely,” Diego said. Then, without hesitation, he leaned in and gently caught her lips with his.


*~*~*~*~*


Sam was restless. She couldn’t sit still or concentrate on anything. All she could think about was what Carly had said about Jason. Could she be right? Sam wondered for the hundredth time as she got up off the couch, yet again, and started pacing. It was ridiculous – it had to be. There was no way that she and Jason could ever get together – so then why couldn’t she stop thinking about it?

Sighing in frustration, Sam turned when the door opened and the man of her thoughts came in. Sam froze.

“Are you okay?” Jason asked when he saw her. Sam had this deer caught in the headlights look on her face.

“Huh? Oh, yeah, yeah, I’m fine,” she stammered, running her hands through her hair.

Jason looked at her again and nodded. “Okay,” he said. “Where’s Elaina?”

“Ummm . . . she’s with Skye,” said Sam as she got up – again. “She took her for tea at the Metro-Court.”

Jason smiled. “I’m sure Elaina is loving that.”

“You should have seen her when she left. She was wearing this pink sundress and actually let Skye do her hair. I think she said something about shopping and then going to tea,” Sam said, starting to relax a little more as they talked about Elaina.

“Actually, I’m glad we’re alone,” Jason said as he sat in the armchair.

“You are?” Sam asked in surprise, her mouth going dry.

Jason nodded. “There’s something important we need to talk about.”

Sam’s eyes widened. “Oh, okay,” she said, trying to appear calm even though her heart felt as if it were going to pound right through her chest. Was it possible that Carly had spoken to Jason about Sam? She wouldn’t, would she? Sam wondered. And then realizing this was Carly she was wondering about, Sam knew it was definitely possible.

Oblivious to what Sam was feeling, Jason leaned forward slightly, resting his elbows on his knees.

Seeing his tense position and the look in his eyes, Sam knew this was serious. “What is it Jason?” she asked, all thoughts of what Carly had suggested flying out of her head.

“Sonny left the island and we’ve lost track of him. From what we’ve been able to gather, he’s trying to secure an ally.”

“For what?” asked Sam, almost relieved this had nothing to do with Carly’s hintings.

“He wants revenge on Lorenzo,” Jason said.

“Revenge? What the hell for? Lorenzo didn’t do anything to him!” Sam exclaimed her eyes flashing angrily.

“I know. But apparently that’s not how Sonny sees it. For whatever reason, he sees all that happened as Lorenzo’s doing-"

Sam jumped up, cutting Jason off. “That’s ridiculous! How can he even think that Lorenzo would want his only daughter dead! Is Corinthos nuts?”

“He has been at times,” Jason admitted with a sigh. “I don’t know what’s going through his head right now and why Lorenzo is his sole target – but I do know that we’re going to be tightening security on everyone as a precaution.”

Sam nodded in understanding. “Have you told Carly?” she asked. If Sonny was making moves after two years, he might try to make contact with Michael and Morgan as well.

“Not yet, but I’m going to head over there soon. Lorenzo will be talking to Skye and Diego as well.”

Sam could see that Jason and Lorenzo seemed to be on top of things, the two of them working together as if they were never enemies. As she nodded and processed everything, Sam thought of something Jason had said about Sonny. “You mentioned him looking for an ally – is he hooking up with Faith again?” Sam didn’t think Faith Roscoe was suicidal – but you never knew, especially when it came to a psychopath. And Sam was itching to put that murdering bitch in her place. If she hadn’t gotten involved, Jessica would be alive right now.

Jason shook his head. “We know Sonny contacted her, but she refused to get involved with him. So that means he’s looking elsewhere – and that could mean trouble. We have no way of knowing who he might have contacted. So we all need to be extra vigilant. Lorenzo is working with Stan on tracking the movements of known enemies.”

“Is there anything you need for me to do?” Sam asked, ready to jump in and do anything to protect her family.

“I need you to keep a closer eye on Elaina. You do a great job with her Sam and I trust my daughter’s life with you. I am assigning Milo and Ramon to you and Elaina on a permanent basis. If Elaina is with Skye or Diego, then they will join up with those guards. I am not taking any chances of Sonny targeting Elaina to get to me or Lorenzo,” Jason explained.

Sam nodded. She would give her life for that little girl – as would anyone in the family. And it touched Sam’s heart that Jason felt the way he felt about her concerning his daughter. And she knew Milo and Ramon were perfect choices – they were both gentle with her, but were also took their duties very seriously. Elaina often had time getting these two to breakdown and get them to do her bidding.

“You know I’ll do anything to protect her Jason. You never have to ask.”

Jason nodded and got up. Walking over to Sam, he bent and kissed the top of her head. “I know. Thank you, Sam.”

Sam swallowed the lump in her throat and nodded. She didn’t trust her voice at that moment.


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“Elaina! Slow down!” Skye called as Elaina raced down the hallway of Lorenzo’s home, her ponytail flying and her sandaled feet slapping on the hardwood floor as she ran.

Skye hurried after her as quickly as her designer heels would allow.

“Wanna see Poppi! Sye pomise!” Elaina said, stopping at the closed living room door.

“And you will,” Skye said patiently as she caught up to Elaina. “But you need to slow down. I don’t want you to fall and get hurt.”

Elaina looked up at Skye thoughtfully. “No hurt,” she said, looking down at the polished floor. “No rocks, no hurt.”

Skye smiled gently at her. Deciding this was a debate she was not going to win, Skye opted instead to open the doors without comment.

As soon as the doors were open, Elaina ran inside, stopping short at the sight of the empty room. She could clearly see that no one was there and she was not happy about that.

“Where Poppi?” she asked, turning to Skye.

“Hmmm . . . I don’t know,” said Skye as she looked around. Lorenzo had said he would meet them here at the house after they finished at the Metro-Court. It was unusual for Lorenzo to not be there when he said he would be and she knew he would have called if something came up to change his plans.

“Horsies?” Elaina asked, wondering if her Poppi was down at the stables. But before she could head to the back door through the kitchen, Skye had Elaina scooped up in her arms.

Skye didn’t know what was going on, but she knew she didn’t like it. Something didn’t feel right.

“Where go Sye?” Elaina asked as Skye turned and quickly walked back the way they had come.














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