Gone But Not Forgotten... Chapter 1 "New Arrivals" Robin Scorpio waited patiently for her cousin's plane to arrive. It had been years since Robin had seen Jordan, Shawna & Jimmy. This visit was special though. Robin was finally going to meet Jordan's son, five-year-old Nikolai. Robin turned to Nikolas Cassadine, who was sitting next to her. "Thanks for coming with me Nikolas. I really appreciate it." "Not a problem." Nikolas replied. "Even though we're no longer dating, you're still very important to me, Robin. You're the best friend I've ever had." Before Robin could say anything else, the passengers of flight 780 began to deplane. It wasn't long before a dark haired woman wearing tight black jeans, a white tank top and black leather jacket, came toward Robin and Nikolas. The woman was carrying a little boy with dark brown, almost black hair, and the same big blue eyes as the woman. He was dressed in blue jeans and a child-sized Detroit. Red Wings jersey with "#34 Carston" on the back. Behind them was another woman with the same dark hair and blue eyes as the first. The second woman was wearing black pants and a pink tee shirt. Next to her was a tall man with similar features as the two women, in blue jeans and an adult-sized jersey matching the little boy's. "Robin." The first woman hugged Robin. "It's great to see you." "You too Jordan." Robin turned to Nikolas. "Before I forget, this is my best friend Nikolas. Nikolas Cassadine, I would like you to meet my cousins Jordan, Shawna, Jimmy & Nikolai Carston." Nikolas hadn't been able to take his eyes off Jordan since she'd walked off the plane. "Welcome to Port Charles," he managed to mumble. He wondered if Jordan remembered him. He certainly remembered her. Even though it had been almost six years since they'd met in France. Robin must not have known about their time together. If she had, she surely would have told him her cousin Jordan was this Jordan. His Jordan. Jordan could hear voices around her but she couldn't hear what was being said. She was busy remembering another time and place where a twenty three year old man had realized the love filled dreams of an twenty two year old woman for a short time. Jordan was quickly brought back to reality when a small voice said, "Mama, that man looks like Daddy." "Yes Honey," Jordan replied, her stomach sinking quickly. "He does." *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Elizabeth Spencer opened her front door and let herself in the house. She dropped her keys and purse on the hall table and hung her coat up. "Lucky, I'm home." Lucky Spencer came into the hall with a small child in his arms. "Hey Babe, how was work?" "Good," Lizzie replied. "It's really rewarding to help girls go through what I went through." Lizzie reached over and took the child from Lucky's arms. "But it always feels so good to come home to you and Leanne." "Well, why don't you and Leanne spend some time together and I'll go start dinner." Lucky suggested. Lizzie raised an eyebrow at her husband. "Gonna go order a pizza huh?" "You bet!" *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Ten year old Lesley Lu Spencer & 6 year old Natasha Cassadine bounded down Wyndemere's steps. They came to a halt when they hear Stefan scold, "Lesley Lu! Natasha! Are we animals in a barn?" Both girls bow their heads, ashamed. "No Stefan." "No Papa." "Good." Stefan tries to stifle a smile. He moved so he stood between the two girls and held out a hand to each. "Shall we, Ladies?" The girls took Stefan's hands and giggles as he twirled them into the dining room. *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Maxie Jones sat on the couch of the Scorpio house doing her homework. Occasionally she would look toward her sister and brother who were sitting on the floor playing. After almost an hour of studying for her Biology final, she pushed her book aside and stood up to stretch... "Just another boring night at home." Maxie thought with a sigh. "And on top of it, I'm stuck here babysitting these two. Could my life get any duller?" As if on cue, the telephone rang. Maxie grabbed the cordless phone from the end table. "Scorpio residence." "Hey Baby. It's me." A voice said on the other end. "Hi. I was wondering if you would call." Maxie felt her knees go weak as she sank back onto the couch. "Your parents around?" The voice asked in a low tone. "Nope. I'm babysitting all night. They had to go out of town and wont be back until tomorrow night." "Just you and the kids, huh?? Shouldn't they be going to bed soon?" Maxie checked the clock. It read 9 p.m. "Yep." "Good. Get them off to bed and I'll meet you in your room." The voice got even lower and very sexy. "Give me twenty minutes and I'll be ready." Maxie was breathing quite heavy, knowing what was to come. "You got it baby." The voice replied. "Oh, and have your clothes off when I get there babe. I wouldn't want them to get ripped off your gorgeous body like last time..." There was a click and then the dial tone... Maxie hung up the phone and took it to the kitchen, where she placed it in its cradle. "Okay you two..." She said as she made her way back to the living room. "Time for bed." *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Alexis Davis-Jones watched as her daughter, Kristen, lie sound asleep. It was still so hard for her to believe how happy she was. To have a man love her the way Frisco does, and the little girl that was produced from their love. It was so unreal. It scared her that she would wake up from the wonderful dream her life had become and loose it all. "What ya thinking about?" Alexis turned to look at Frisco, who was standing in the doorway of the nursery. "Just thinking about how happy I am. Hoping it's not some big dream." Frisco walked to Alexis and wrapped his arms around her. "It's not Baby. It's all real. And nothing is ever going to take that away from us." *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Jordan flopped down on the bed in her hotel suite. She couldn't believe what a day she had. First, that awful plane ride. Then seeing Nikolas again. Nikolas." She thought. "God he still looked good. Maybe even better than the last time I saw him." Jordan rolled onto her stomach and started daydreaming about the last time she had seen Nikolas. ^^^^^^^^^ It had been a glorious two weeks with him. They had been all over Paris. It wasn't the first time in Paris for either of them, but this time was special. Jordan couldn't believe how much in love she was with this man. He treated her like a princess. He always knew just what to say and just when to touch her and how. How was she possibly going to be able to let him go in the morning? "Jordan, I love you." Nikolas whispered in her ear as he held her tightly against him. "I love you too, Nikolas." Jordan replied. She leaned into him, savoring the feel of his skin against hers. They had spent most of the evening making love in his suite. Now they were sitting on the floor, wrapped in a sheet, watching the fire that burned brightly in the fireplace. "Jordan, I need to ask you something." Nikolas let his chin rest against her shoulder. "Come home with me tomorrow. We can be married by the end of next week." Jordan was shocked. "Come home with you? Nikolas, I can't leave tomorrow. I have shoots scheduled here for the next three weeks. And as for getting married, don't you think that's rushing it a little bit? Honestly, we've only known each other a few weeks." "But these have been the best few weeks of my life." Nikolas couldn't believe what was going on. He felt so sure Jordan would say yes. "Please Jordan. I'm afraid if I leave tomorrow without you, I'll never see you again. I don't want to live the rest of my life without you here in my arms." "You could always stay here with me." Jordan said softly. "You know I have to go tomorrow." Nikolas replied. "My business can't wait forever." "I know." Jordan turned around and looked at Nikolas. "I do love you Nikolas. I'll never stop loving you. But apparently it's just not meant to be right now." "But we still have tonight." Nikolas pulled Jordan onto his lap. "Stay the night with me Jordan. I want to spend my last hours in Paris with you, loving you." Before Jordan could answer, he claimed her mouth with his in a kiss so deep and hot it would be burned into both their memories forever. ^^^^^^^^^ Jordan was snapped back to reality by a knock on the door. She got off the bed and wrapped a robe around her body. Then she headed to the door. When she opened it, she was shocked to see Nikolas standing out in the hallway. "Nikolas. What are you doing here?" Nikolas stepped into the room and shut the door behind him. "I needed to see you." He replied and took Jordan into his arms. Everything was just as he remembered. Her skin was still so soft and she still smelled like Roses. He couldn't resist any longer. He turned with her in his arms, pushed her up against the door and kissed her with all the pent up passion and lust from the last six years. In seconds he had her robe off and on the floor, leaving her in the short red negligee she wore beneath. When they finally pulled away, both panting for air, they stared at each other, both shocked by the emotions running through them. "We need to talk." Jordan finally said... To Be Continued...