Plane Enroute to Greece:
Sonny:What do you expect we'll find in Greece at the Cassadine compound.
Luke:I don't know. All I do know is Helena wasn't just giving Virginia 
Benson monthly payments because they were sisters. She was doing 
something for Helena to earn them and all we have to do is figure out 
what it was.
Sonny:Any ideas on what it could be.
Luke:Not really, but I can't get the idea out of my head that it has 
something to do with Carly.
Sonny:Speaking of Carly, she might still have some of Virginia Benson's 
old papers laying around somewhere. The answers to our questions might 
lay in there.
Luke:Yes, but to look at them we'd have to tell Carly why we wanted to 
see them.
Sonny:And you don't want Carly to know about this.
Luke:No, I want to keep this between us until we know what we're dealing 
with and if Helena wasn't just blowing smoke and if this secret is as 
explosive as she says it is then we can keep it between ourselves.
Sonny:Typical Spencer. You want to peek in Pandora's Box, but if you 
don't like what you see, you want to close it back up, again.
Luke:Damn straight I do.

Helena's Yacht:
Ari:I thought you'd want to know at once, Madame, that Luke Spencer and 
Sonny Corinthos just boarded a flight bound for Greece.
Helena(sipping tea)Thank you, Ari. Of course, Luke couldn't take my word 
on the fact this is a secret he wouldn't want coming out. No, he has to 
keep digging until he finds out what it is and once he does he'll 
scramble to cover it back up once he uncovers it. You know, Ari, all 
those years ago when I first heard the name Spencer, long before Luke 
murdered my beloved Mikkos, I had a chill go through my bones at the 
mere mention of it like someone had just walked over my grave. Even then 
I knew the Spencers would be trouble for the Cassadines. Only Stefan 
could get himself involved with a fifteen year old prostitute on 
vacation from plying her trade. Ari, do you realized the implications of 
that. Stefan could havae been charged with statutory rape.
Ari:But, Madame, she was a prostitute.
Helena:It doesn't matter if she was the Whore of Babylon. She was a 
minor. Then there was the aunt. A madame who put her own teenage niece 
to work in her brothel. If she had found out her niece had hooked 
herself a Cassadine she would have bled us dry. And if not her, then 
Luke would have. Ari, our Luke was a money-grubbing oportunist in those 
days. He did anything to make a quick buck.
Ari:So, what did you do, Madame. Tell Stefan she wasn't only a minor, 
but a hooker as well.
Helena:Of course not. If I had done that Stefan would have no doubt 
married the chippy to rescue her from a life of prostitution. No, I 
threatened to kill her if he didn't break things off with her, 
immediately, and to this day he's never forgiven me for as he puts it, 
"Robbing him of his one chance at happiness.". And ironies or ironies 
he's involved with her, again. Only Stefan. But thank goodness he 
doesn't realize Barbara Spencer and Roberta Anderson are one in the same 
or that she gave birth to his daughter. And he won't until I'm ready for 
him to discover it. I've been planning since my granddaughter's birth 
for this day and it's finally within my grasp. The only thing that could 
ruin my plans would be if Stefan found out the truth. And he will if 
Luke manages to uncover the secret.
Ari:Madame, how will you stop Luke Spencer from finding out the truth.
Helena:I'll have to reveal another secret to send Luke off in another 
direction. That way, I'll buy myself enough time to enact my plans for 
my granddaughter and her husband. Ari, place a call to Faison for me. 
Tell him to get to Greece, at once and lay a trail of bread crumbs for 
Luke to lead him off in a different direction.
Ari:Yes, Madame.(he notices her putting on her gloves)Are you going out, 
Madame.
Helena;Yes, I think the time is long past due for me to pay my 
granddaughter a little visit, don't you?

Jacks' Place, Alaska:
John:Jax, we've got trouble headed our way.
Jax:Corinthos? I thought he'd be too busy feeling sorry for himself to 
interfere with my plans.
John:No, it's Robin Scorpio. She's on her way here. You know why she's 
coming, don't you?
Jax:To tell Brenda about Sonny. She always was pro-Sonny and Brenda. 
Always thought they were Romeo and Juliet or something and that they 
belonged together.
John:Jax, it's only a few more days to your wedding, but I don't know if 
we're going to be able to pull this off.
Jax:I know what we'll do. Brenda and I will return to Port Charles 
before Robin can reach Brenda. And while we're doing that, you'll make 
sure Robin is stuck in Alaska and can't get back to Port Charles or 
reach her by phone until after the wedding is over.
John:What about Corinthos? How will you stop him and Brenda from 
connecting with each other?
Jax:I'm sure Carly will be more than willing to help me with that. She 
wants them apart as much as I do. More, in fact.
John:Jax, do you really think if push comes to shove Brenda will really 
go thorugh with the wedding when it's Corinthos' she really wants.
Jax:Brenda and Sonny are playing a game of Chicken with each other. 
She'll push it to the limit and all I need her to do is walk down the 
aisle, not marry me. And she'll gladly do that expecting Corinthos to 
burst through the back of the church at any moment to stop us from 
getting married. Only she's going to be the one whose in for a big 
surprise. Not only won't Corinthos be showing up, but she's also going 
to find herself getting publicly dumped at the altar.
John:But, Jax, are you forgetting that Corinthos gave into her and was 
planning to get back together with her when he was attacked. As far as 
Brenda is concerned, they're already back together. The only thing 
that's keeping her with you at the moment is my threats to her.
Jax:Then I'll just have to do something to make Brenda think the game is 
still on, won't I?































































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