Alexis walks in, determined into the police station to locate Taggert. "Ok Taggert. Felicia Scorpio was killed last night. This is a vehichular homicide we are looking at. What were you and Lucky able to recover from the crime scene?"

Taggert perches on his desk, "Well, not to many people recall seeing anything and half the people there were half in the bag. The other half were the doctors and the nurses who were too busy trying to save her life to look for clues. A couple people think it was a dark blue or green, possibly black sporty car that hit Felicia. Also, the other car went over the center line. We confirmed it by the tire tracks. Speed may have been a factor, but not from Felicia's end, she had barely started."

"Great, a dark night with no moon and a dark sports car. Not a lot to go on. Follow up with people."

"Another problem is that a lot of people were trying to talk to Brenda Barrett and didn't notice anything until it was over." Taggert remarked, throwing a file down, "Lucky is out following up with people as we speak. I am going to head out myself and tackle the other half of the list."

"Thanks Taggert, I want to get this solved for Mac as quickly as possible."

Taggert agreed and picked up his jacket. "We are also checking garages to make sure any dark cars with damage to the front, that they contact us. We also want to wrap this up quickly for Mac."

"Keep me informed Taggert." Alexis said as Taggert left the police station.

Lucy, Laura and Bobbie were gathered in the living room in the Spencer house. Mac and the family were making arrangements for the funeral and the women were making phone calls to notify people. Even though Lucy was no longer with Kevin, she called his answering service who informed her that he was away and would check his messages. Bobbie called Tiffany Hill, who now worked for CNN. Tiffany promised that she and Sean Donely, head of the WSB would be there for the funeral. Tiffany also promised to have Sean locate Frisco as well. Laura called Anna Devane who promised to grab the first flight to Port Charles. The three women, diverse in many ways but united in grief, were there to make a photo album for the funeral.

Lucy hands Bobbie a picture of Felicia with Mac and the girls, "I can't believe this. I feel so empty inside."

"I know. I just wanted Luke to hold me all night." Laura said.

Bobbie looked up, "Where is he now?"

"At the Scorpios. There is a lot of press because she was the wife of the commissioner. He's just trying to do the best that he can." Laura responded.

Bobbie laughed, "A bottle of Scotch with Robert will do."

The women laughed. Lucy put a picture down, "It doesn't feel right to laugh."

Laura hugged her, "Felicia will want us to move on. I am just worried about Maxie and Georgie, especially Maxie. She is so emotional right now. I hope Sean can get in touch with Frisco. Not that he is available much, but they lost Tony, now Felicia. They need him. Not that Mac isn't enough, he is, but." She hurried to finish.

"We know what you mean Laura," Bobbie said.

"Look at this picture. It's of Felicia and Frisco when they got married. They looked so young. I like this picture of her and Tony. Let's include that." Laura said. "Hey Bobbie, were you able to get in touch with Lucas and let him know what happened?"

Bobbie sighed, "I still can't believe that after he came out he enlisted. I called his commanding officer and they are getting word to him in Afghanistan. It's unfortunate that he can't come home, but that's the Army. He will probably call home tonight or tomorrow when he gets home."

Lucy looked at Bobbie sympathetically, "It must be hard to have him over there, especially right now. But he is fighting for our country."

Bobbie handed Laura a picture of Tony, Bobbie, Mac and Felicia. "It is. Look at this picture. I always loved this one."

"We all looked so much younger." Lucy said.

There was a knock on the door and Laura went to go get it. "Is Lucy here? I was told she might be."

Lucy whipped around, scattering pictures everywhere. "What are you doing here?" Lucy gasped.

"Why do you think I am here. Hello Lucy, I have missed you a great deal." Scott Baldwin said.

The doorbell rang at the Quartermaines and Alice went to go get it. Seated in the living room were Ned and Brenda. Alice came back and announced, "Miss Brenda, you have a guest. Mr Corinithos is here to see you."

Ned looked at Brenda, "You don't have to talk to him. I will gladly tell him to go away."

Brenda stood up, "No, just stay here. I will deal with this." Brenda walked into the foyer and saw her former lover, "Hello Sonny."

"Brenda. How are you this morning? Did you hear about Felicia?"

Brenda nodded. "Alan told us before he left for the hospital this morning. What are you doing here?"

"I could ask you the same thing."

Brenda pushed her hair back, "I was tired of Paris so I came back. I was offered a modeling contract in New York and took it. That won't be a problem will it?" She asked, amused.

"Can I come in?"

"Why?"

"Brenda, we have a lot to talk about."

"Sonnnny, no we don't. Go back to Carly." Brenda turned and walked towards the living room, glanced in and closed the door. "Ohhh waiiit. Ned told me she is with Jax. Is that true?"

Sonny rubbed his chin, "Yes, yes she is Brenda. But thats not important."

Brenda cut him off, "Oh I get it. You would love it if you and I got back together and we could rub it in her face. Since she is with Jax and all. Not gonna happen Sonny. Don't even think about it."

"How do you know what I am thinking?"

Brenda laughed, "I know exactly how you operate Sonny Corinthos. Don't even begin to think that I don't. This is me you are talking about. I know you better than anyone, even Carly and Jason."

A noise caught Sonny's attention. "Brenda, what is that?"

Brenda whipped around and headed for the living room, Sonny following close behind. She opened the door and saw Ned holding James. "I'll take him. James, what's the matter?" She cooed. She walked around the room and rocked him up and down "Are you hungry? Are you tired? I know that flight was really long yesterday and we are in a strange place. But there are lots of toys here. Shhhh, Mommy loves you."

"Brenda, this is your son?" Sonny sais incredously

"Sonny," Brenda turned and faced him, kissing James, "Meet James Edward Barrett. Yes he is my son."

~Next time

Sonny wants to know who James' father is

Lulu and Dillion have an awkward conversation

Lucy finds comfort