Jason just stared at Sonny. This was one crazy night. Then he realized Sonny was talking to him.
S: "Jason, what are you talking about? I'm right here. I'm not dead. Where did you ever come up with the idea that I was dead?"
J: "Maybe because nobody has heard from you in fifteen years. Also it was reported that you were on a passenger list of a plane that went down near Puerto Rico. Everyone on the plane survived, except you were no where to be found. We just assumed you died."
S: Walks by Jason to sit on the couch. Lets out a sigh and puts his face in his hands. Looks at Jason. "I was never on that flight. I decided not to go at the last minute."
J: "You could have called someone to let them know."
S: "I wasn't thinking straight okay. I should have, but I didn't."
J: "For fifteen years? Did you forget what a phone was or where to find a pen and paper?"
S: "No. I guess I didn't want to hear any lectures on how I was on a wild goose chase. I was determined to find her, but it was a hopeless case. She's gone. I have to face the truth. She's gone and she isn't ever coming back. Why did I let myself get so carried away in trying to find her?"
J: "Umm Sonny…" There's a knock on the door. Renaldo sticks his head in and announces Luke and Mike as they walk into the penthouse.
L: "So Jase, what's got you so riled up that you needed us to come here so quick?"
Sonny turns at the sound of Luke's voice. Mike and Luke both stop dead in their tracks when they see him.
J: "Well it wasn't him" pointing to Sonny. "He showed up after I got the phone call. I'm telling you I've had one crazy night."
L: Corinthos?
M: At the same time as Luke, "Michael?"
S: "Hi Luke, Pops." He gets up and hugs them both.
L: "Mind explaining why you're here and not on the bottom of the ocean?"
S: "I was never on the plane."
M: "Couldn't you 'ave called someone so we knew you were alright?"
S: "I have to explain this again? I don't know how. I just didn't call okay. I wasn't thinking straight, I guess."
M: "You guess? You put us through a lot a grief pain."
S: "Pops, I'm sorry."
M: "You better be." He then smiles. "It's good to have you back."
S: "It's good to be back. I need to feel sane again. Not lonely and desparate."
L: Gives Sonny a friendly slap on the back. "Nice to see ya partner, even if your brains haven't been all there. So Jase what kind of phone call did you receive that you need our help with."
J: "I have to find someone. I don't know why, just that she is in danger."
L: "Who do you have to find?"
J: He's quiet for a moment, looks each one of them in the eyes and says, "Brenda's daughter."
Mike's eyes go wide. Sonny's eyes cloud over and he looks down in despair. Luke just sits there.
M: "Daughter?"
S: Looks up, and at the same time as Mike, "I've already tried looking for her. She's gone too. The last place I know for sure that Brenda was is Seattle Washington. She gave birth to a baby girl. Both of them disappeared a few weeks later, never to be seen or heard from again."
L: "That's not exactly true.<<<<>>>>>tion."
S: Already sensing that he knows, he asks, "Who is she, Jason?"
J: Takes a deep breath, "Brenda." He looks at their shocked faces and continues. "She called out of the blue and said I needed to find and protect her daughter from "them." That's all she would say. She hung up before I could get anything else out of her."
S: "She's still alive. I knew she was. Where is she Jason?"
J: "I don't know. She wouldn't say. But my gut tells me that we need to find her before whatever danger she is in finds her."
S: "We have to. God, Brenda where are you and what kind of danger are you in?"

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Her once long flowing brown hair was tightly kept in a bun these days. Her once vibrant eyes were now glazed with sadness. She rarely ever smiled. Her face looked tired and in close to twenty years a few wrinkles had started to appear. She kept her face plain, no makeup. She usually dressed in gray, black, or brown business skirt suits. They weren't fancy, just practical. No one would ever suspect that she had once been a supermodel for two different cosmetic companies in her lifetime. She seemed too prim and proper. Sitting at her desk she slightly laughed at the image. Her prim and proper? That was the last thing anyone back home would say. Home. She missed home. She couldn't go back though. Not if she wanted to keep her daughter alive. Please Jason find her.