Jerry
I had never been so frustrated in my life. I could hear them talking to me. The doctors and nurses of Gh were trying so hard to get me to awaken but my body wasn't obeying my will. I had to let them know that I was OK. My family, Bobbie I had to let them all know. I concentrated harder then I ever had in my life but nothing would move. I couldn't even twitch an eyelid or fingertip. With a feeling of desperation and surrender I let the darkness claim me again.
Jax
I watched Alexis approaching and gave her a small brave smile. "He's in a coma Alexis, but he'll come out of it soon. He's a fighter." I hoped Alexis would understand what I couldn't say yet. Jerry had to be ok. There was just no other alternative I could accept. "Bobbie was just bruised. She's in there with him. She won't leave." I started pacing a little then walked to the window. He looked so small with all of the medical equipment surrounding him. "He's going to be fine Alexis. He just has to wake up. He's being stubborn." I closed my eyes, unable to contemplate any other fate. I almost jumped when Alexis pulled me into a comforting embrace, instead just sighing against her shoulder. I was closer to tears then I had been in quite some time.
Jagger Jacks
I pulled into the General Hospital parking lot and waited to compose myself before even attempting to get out of the car. I had to be strong for all of us. If I went into this with an unclear head, there would surely be disaster. I couldn't do that to my families, even if they didn't know me. They deserved sympathy caring and understanding in this time. I dialed the WSB and let them know that I was turning my secure cell phone off then started to get out of the car when I suddenly found myself sprawled across the pavement. "Watch where you're going." I called out to a guy. When he stopped, I sighed inwardly. The last thing Id need to do now to announce my presence would be to be arrested after some parking lot scuffle. Still, I thought, smiling wryly, it would be so like my father.
I slowly got off the pavement and rotated my very sore shoulder. I had injured it arm wrestling Frisco Jones as a rookie on assignment in Cairo. When it was wrenched it tended to lock up on me. As I stood and brushed myself off, I looked at the man who had bumped into me. Instead of storming off as had been expected, he had stopped. I sighed and closed my car door. Hopefully the jerk would turn around.
Stefan Cassadine
I had been in such a hurry to get to my office at General Hospital that I hadn't been paying any attention to where I was going. As I hurried through the parking garage, I had clipped someone's shoulder. I head a scraping sound as the person, a man I presumed, lost and regained his balance. When I turned it was to find that I had knocked a young man entirely off his feet.
"Are you hurt?" I asked him. He was already on his feet by the time I approached him and seemed to be nursing a shoulder. "Come in please." I said motioning to the hospital doors "You can have that shoulder examined."
Jagger
I looked the man over carefully. The tawny hair, the emerald eyes, the severe way of dressing, this was Stefan Cassadine. Even if I hadn't known who he was, I would have been able to tell that he was someone important. His whole demeanor screamed that I should look at him. He commanded to be noticed. My uncle cut an imposing figure indeed. "My shoulder will be fine but thank you." I said, quick to assure him that all was fine. He was watching me very intently and I was quick to give him a nod and a smile. "Really I'll be fine."
Stefan
I gave the young man a stern look. "Well if you are certain." I said as I met his eyes. There was something disturbingly familiar about him. I had the distinct feeling that I knew this young man but could not place from where. Furthermore, to ask details would be the height of rudeness, so I just watched him carefully, searching and memorizing every nuance, for some clue.
He didn't reply right away and from that I knew he too was processing some thoughts. "Well then, my deepest apologies for our collision. Good day to you."
Jagger
"And to you too." I said resisting the urge to call him sir as I walked to the entrance of the hospital. So that was my uncle. I hadn't known what to expect between my mother's story of her often cold-hearted brother and The WSB's Cassadine Menace course. I slowly and quietly walked the corridors of the hospital until I spotted my mother with a blond man. He must be my uncle Jax. She was comforting him and they looked very close. It was then that I realized my father's injuries were very serious. I almost stepped out of the shadows, but their embrace looked to private and intimate for me to interrupt. Instead, I quickly darted into my father's room. I had to see him now.
When I entered his room, I almost gasped. Machines that beeped and whirred at regular intervals surrounded dad. He looked so small and pale as he lay against the pillows. I had never seen my father looking helpless before. Turning to look beyond him, I was shocked to see a buxom redhead sleeping at his side. This must be the woman that had stolen dad's heart. I wanted to take a good look at her but now just simply wasn't the time, not with mom and uncle Jax outside.
I reached for my father's free hand, searching his face for any sign of awareness. Focusing my attention on the strength I knew was in the long fingers that had wiped away my childhood tears and had mussed my hair affectionately so many times, I spoke in little more than a whisper. "It's Jag dad." I announced. "You have to get better, understand me. I won't take no for an answer on this one. Stay strong. I won't be far away and yes I'll stay hidden." I held my father's hand against my face for a small moment, fully aware that this could be our last contact. "I love you dad. Don't ever doubt that or forget it."
Jerry
My Jagger was here. I had sensed him before he spoke. His famous Cassadine presence had lured me out of the darkness again. He had that presence and seemed not to even know it. I knew better then to try to expend the energy trying to reach him. I wanted to know why he was here and what he said. 'I love you too, son.' My mind screamed as I prayed that he knew on some level the depth of my love. With he and Bobbie at my side, Alexis and Jax outside I felt a peace I had never known before. Content that I wouldn't be abandoned the darkness pulled me back into its comforting embrace.
Alexis
I held Jax tightly, hoping that he would cry. He needed to face his emotions head on. My hand slowly drifted up his back to his hair. I stroked his hair slowly. "He loves you sweetheart and he's a fighter. Don't even doubt that. I've only known Jerry such a short time but he's so strong and he has an incredible will to live. You know that." I felt him press more tightly to me and I gently led him over to a small sofa. "Jax he needs your faith in him. You have it. If you feel that you're not strong enough, lean on me. I 'm here for you. I'll give you my strength. I'll give you everything I have."
Jax
I slowly raised me head to look at Alexis. She had her finger on the pulse of my fear and anguish. I knew at that moment that I loved her and that I wanted to spend the rest of my life with her. "Thank you Alexis. I may take you up on that." I said as her fingers toyed with my hair.