B: "GET OUT!" Brenda shouted at the intruder while still training her gun at him.
M: "Why Brenda aren't you going to show me around? I must say this place is much nicer than the ones you have had before." The man smirked as he turned the entry hall lights on.
B: "I said Get Out. I'll shoot. You know I will."
M: "Ah yes. I know, but baby, your aim needs some improvement. I'm still here."
B: God., he found this amusing. Didn't anything ever get to him? She should have killed him the first time she had the chance. She probably wouldn't be in this mess if she had. "Don't call me that. This time, believe me, I'll kill you."
M: ""I'll call you whatever I please. Now put the gun down. I know you aren't going to shoot me, I'm the only one who can help you, and you know it."
B: "You the one who runs my damn life. I hate you! You got me into this mess - I want out now!" She slightly lowers her gun.
M: "You know I can't do that. The stakes have been raised. They know about your daughter and they know where she is. They also are closing in on your husband."
B: Finally lowers her gun and sits on the stairs. "They already got him. He's dead. Jason told me today."
M: "Jason? You contacted them didn't you? You just upped the stakes even higher."
B: "I know, but I had to make sure someone would protect Sara."
M: "I know you're worried about her, but they won't get her. They want you."
B: "Tom, I don't know that they won't get her. They got Sonny, didn't they?"
T: "Honey they didn't get him. He's alive and just landed in Port Charles after a fifteen year absence. Seems he's been looking for you."
B: She felt relieved that he was still alive."My name's Brenda. That is all you will call me. You made sure he would never find me, didn't you?"
T: "Sure did. Didn't want anyone else to have my girl."
B: "Stop it Tom. You're pathetic, you know that. Hitting on a married woman."
T: "Who cares if you're married?" He smirks. "No seriously, if he found you, It would have meant certain death for him, you, and Sara."
B: Sighs. "I know. I hate you and I hate the bastard who did this to us."
T: "I know. I hate him too." Brenda looks at him in surprise. Why did he have reason to hate what was going on?

***

Sara stepped out of the elevator. She had the same clothes she had on at the club; she had just added a black jacket. The driver had told her to go to the top of the building and head towards the penthouse with the guards. All this security intrigued her. Was this person one of her father's associates? She approached the guards and told them her name and that she was here to see Luke Spencer. They let her in and told her that everyone was waiting for her. One of the guards announced her to the room and 4 men turned to look at her. She immediately recognized Luke. Two of them she didn't have clue to who they were, and the fourth one looked strangely like her father. She wasn't sure what to think about that. They stared in awe of her. She was used to that stare now. She was just waiting for someone to say, "You know you look just like that model that disappeared." Instead she heard...
S: "Sara?" She turned to Sonny. He was already heading towards her.
Sa: "Yes?" She stared into his eyes. She knew right away that this was her father. "Daddy?"
S: "Yeah." He answered as he enveloped her into a hug.
Sa: Through tears of joy, "I've waited my entire life for this moment."
S: Tears are also in his eyes. "I've searched for you almost your whole life for this moment."
They hugged tighter until Jason tapped Sonny on the shoulder.
J: "Sorry to interrupt, but we have things that need to be discussed."
S: Pulls back, but keeps his arm around Sara's waist. "Yeah we do. Sarathis is my friend, Jason, you already know Luke, and this is my father, your grandfather, Mike."
Sa: Flashes her own dimples that rivaled the ones her father was wearing. "Nice to meet you, everyone."
She turns to Mike and, untucks the ring from around her dress and says, "Grandpa Mike, I believe you were the original owner of this." Mike takes the takes the ring that is still hanging around her neck.
M: He looks at her. "Adella's ring. Where did you get this? The last I saw it, it was on your mother's finger." Sonny comes over to examine it.
Sa: "She gave it to Grandma Jane who gave it to me. Grandma Jane told me the whole story behind it. I keep it with me at all times. It makes me feel like mom is watching over me and I think it brings me good luck."
S: "You're right I think it does bring you good luck. It brought you here didn't it? Who's Grandma Jane?"
Sa: "She's the one who raised me. She was the sweetest woman."
S: "Was?"
Then it hit Sara. It hadn't sunk in all the way yet, but hearing herself talk about it in past tense she knew it was true. She sat down on the couch and just started crying. They should have fallen weeks ago, but somehow she couldn't get them to then. Grandma Jane was gone. Had been for two weeks. She had come home from work to find the house on fire. The firemen and policemen told her it was too late. Grandma Jane was dead. She burned to death. They suspected that it had been arson, but who want to kill Grandma Jane or her? She didn't know. She just let her tears fall.
S: He kneeled in front of her."Sara, honey did I say something wrong. I'm sorry if I did."
Sa: "Grandma Jane was killed two weeks ago in a fire that an arsonist set. They don't know who did it. Why? Why would someone do that to her?"
Sonny got on the couch next to her and pulled her close to him.
S: "I'm sorry Sara. I'm so sorry. I don't know who would do that. I don't know."
He looked at the terror stricken faces of his friends. The danger had already struck, and they had no idea how to deal with it. Who would do something so despicable to someone so innocent?