Brenda, Julia, and Tom are sitting at the kitchen table of Julia and Tom's flat. There is knocking and a voice coming from the front door that has them worried.
T: "Brenda, I think it would be best..."
B: "I know. I'll go to my room and won't come out until he leaves, we wouldn't want Sonny to think I was alive, now would we." Her eyes narrow and glare at both of them.
J: "Just think, this will be over soon and you will be able to face him face to face."
B: "It won't be soon enough." She gets up and follows her feet to her room while her heart was desperately wanting to fling open the front door and wrap her arms around her husband and never let go.
Julia got up to answer the door, where Sonny had just finished knocking a fifth time. Jason was telling him that they should come back at a more convenient time when Julia opened the door.
J: Tightening the strings on her robe, she looked at Sonny's face. It was full of determination, not the sadness and loneliness it contained the last time he had paid her a visit. What had caused this change in him? "Good morning, Sonny. What do we owe the pleasure of you waking us and our neighbors at such an early hour of the morning?"
S: "Brenda. We need to talk about Brenda, now."
J: She opened the door wider so that Sonny and Jason could come in. She sighed. It was going to be another one of those days. Tom and her would spend all day convincing Sonny that he had to give up hope in Brenda., then he would leave, not completely believing them and come back again in a couple of months. She always felt slightly guilty lying to him, but if it kept Brenda safe, it was worth it. Something in her gut told her that there was something off in this visit though, especially since he had Jason Morgan in tow. "Come in."
Sonny and Jason stepped into the flat.
J: Turned to Jason, "Hi Jason. I haven't seen you since Brenda's memorial service. How are you?"
Ja: Gave her a cold, steely blue-eyed stare. "I'm fine."
J: Thinking, he's obviously still not a talker. "Can I get you anything to drink? There's a fresh pot of coffee that Tom just made." She says as she leads them into the living room area.
S: "No, but thanks. Quit the small talk and get Tom. We're discussing Brenda, whether you want to or not." Tom walks from the kitchen to the living room (the two rooms are in view of each other).
T: "Nice to see you Sonny, you too, Mr. Morgan."
S: "You're just the man I'm looking for."
T: "What can I do for you?"
S: "Start by telling me where my wife is."
J: Places the coffee cup she was holding on the coffee table and gives him a sympathetic look and places her hands on his forearms, which he shrugs off. "She's in heaven where she belongs, you know that."
S: "Don't give me that. Both of you know where she is and I'm not leaving until you tell me what's going on."
T: "Sonny, sorry man, but she's gone. She's not coming back."
S: "You'd like that, wouldn't you. Where did you take her? I know you kidnapped her. Tell me where she is."
T: "What are you talking about. I did not kidnap your wife."
S: "Then why the h*ll were you traveling with her when she was pregnant?"
T: "I don't know what you are talking about. Where did you get this information?"
S: "Sara." Sonny saw Julia slightly gasp and eyes looked slightly shocked for a minute, but then she put on that fake sympathetic look so fast that if Sonny wasn't so sure of what he saw, he would have thought he imagined it. Tom stood there, staring at Sonny. He hadn't flinched once, but was sure Julia had blown it for them. "My daughter." Sonny continued on.
J: "You found her? You thought for sure she had disappeared, too."
S: "That's what you wanted me to think, wasn't it? She found me, and now I'm going to find Brenda if it's the last thing I do." Tom and Julia exchanged a look that made it clear to Sonny that they were definitely hiding something.
Ja: He'd been quietly looking around the living room and kitchen during the whole confrontation looking for something that would help them. He had spotted it. "Whose coffee is this?" Everyone looked up at him like he was crazy.
S: "Why does it matter Jase? We're trying to find Brenda and you're worried about coffee?"
Ja: "This cup is warm. Tom is holding a steaming cup in his hands. Julia has one near her on the coffee table that she was holding when we came in. It too has steam coming out of it. There must be someone here; there's no need to have three warm cups of coffee for two people.
S: "She's here I know she is."
T: "Now you're jumping to conclusions. An extra coffee cup doesn't mean that your wife is here."
S: "I know she's here, I feel her."
J: 'Sonny, you're getting delusional. You need to sit down and think things out rationally. That cup is there because I forgot I had a cup and poured myself another one."
S: "I don't buy it. She's here. Are you going to show me where she is or do I have to search your house."
T: "This has gone on long enough. You are not going to search our house. Brenda is dead. Accept it. Stop all this nonsense.

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During all the confrontation going on, no one noticed a slight ringing of a cell phone coming from the guest room. Brenda quietly closed the door, she had been intently listening to the confrontation. Just the sound of his voice made her feel better. He was giving Tom a hard time, and she laughed a little about that. She picked up her phone, dreading whoever was on the other line.
B: "Hello."
P: "You've made a bad decision."
B: "And what would that be?"
P: "He knows you're alive."
B: " I didn't tell him."
P: "Mr. Morgan told him, because you contacted him."
B: "You threatened my daughter. I was making sure she had protection."
P: "You're daughter, Sara, right. She's become quite friendly with Miss Brook Lynn Ashton in the last couple of days."
B: "Why are you telling me this? What have you done?"
P: "Turn your television on Don't disobey again." With that he hung up.
Brenda frantically searched for a television in the guest room, but there wasn't one. She prepared herself for whatever was going to meet her in the living room. With the phone still in her hand, she ran out of the room. She ignored the commotion she made and turned the television on. Questions were flying at her she ignored them.
B: "Shut up! They did something to her, just shut up!" She yelled as the picture came into view. "Julia what is the news channel?" As the picture became clearer, she realized that this would be on every channel. A plane had gone down and the screen was filled with pictures of burning plane pieces.
The announcer started talking: "This just in from the US. Flight 166 from Port Charles Airport to London, England exploded in midair just minutes after it took off. No survivors are expected. Reportedly on the plane, although not yet confirmed was Miss Brook Lynn Ashton, daughter of the ELQ billionaire Ned Ashton and L&B founder Lois Cerullo Ashton, and her friend Sara James. We will keep you updated on this tragic event. The camera panned the plane again, and the Port Charles Airport where people had started to gather at the gate where the plane took off.
Sonny stared in shock at the television. That couldn't be right, could it? But he looked at Brenda, who confirmed it with her eyes. Brenda couldn't take it. She took the phone that she was still holding and threw it across the room. It hit a vase sitting on a bookshelf. The vase and the phone shattered to the ground.
B: She looks at Tom. "They won't hurt her, you said. Did you see that? They killed her! They killed my baby! They killed my godchild!" Realization sank in as she sank to her knees with her arms clutching her stomach and tears flowing freely. "They killed my baby. They killed my baby." She cried over and over. She barely noticed when Sonny went over to her and gathered her in his arms trying to comfort her.
S: "Sweetheart, it's okay. We'll get through this." In the back of his mind he wanted scream and yell to make sense of what had just happened, but as he looked at Brenda, he couldn't. She needed him. She looked up at him.
B: "Sonny?"
S: "Yeah?"
B: "You need to leave. You need to get out of here as fast as you can and forget you were ever here."