Things to note: Sonny is NOT in the mob; he is a bona fide coffee importer. Kristina, Sr. is alive and well; she will be referenced to as Aunt Tina, Tina, or simply T. Michael is dead, but Morgan does not exist. Finally, Alexis raised Sam from birth, married Sonny when Sam was 15. The girls are 30, 20, and 14, respectively.
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UNEDITED.
Chapter One
Lay With Me
Samantha Davis pulled into her mother's driveway at the lake house. She turned off the engine, unlocked her seatbelt, and began gathering her things in the passenger seat before stepping out of the car.
- "Thanks for staying up to talk to me, Aunt Tina. I'm here."
The red-headed woman smiled on the other line.
- "No problem Bam-Bam; I wasn't sleeping anyway."
Sam sighed in irritation; she absolutely despised the nickname her aunt insisted on calling her for as long as she could remember.
- "MUST you call me that?"
She could hear the woman laughing.
- "Aunt Tina, it's not funny! You know how much I hate that nickname!"
- "Mommy?"
Sam turned to face her young daughter seated in her car-seat in the back.
- "One second, baby. Anyway, I'll see you tomorrow, T?"
- "Bright and early!"
The woman shook her head.
- "Definitely not. I'm thinking around noon."
- "We'll see about that, Sunshine. Good night."
- "Night."
She hung up the phone, took her bluetooth from her ear, and placed them both into her purse before stepping out of the car to get her daughter.
- "We here?"
She lifted the petite child from her car seat.
- "Yup."
- "I'm tired."
She grabbed their bags from the trunk.
- "Hey, you don't get to complain about being tired, silly goose; you slept the whole drive while Mommy had to drive all by herself. Now, go back to sleep."
She made her way up the driveway and to the house. She dug in her pockets for her keys as she juggled her four-year-old and the two duffle bags. She would have rung the bell, but it was the middle of the night and she did not want to wake her mother and sisters up from their sleep.
- "Mommy?"
After much finagling, she stepped into the house and quietly closed the door behind her.
- "Shh… shh… my love. We don't want to wake up your aunties, nana, or grandpa."
Dani let out a yawn before placing her head back onto her mother's shoulder.
- "My tummy still hurts."
- "I know baby, we're almost there."
Sam, as quietly as she could with her load, tiptoed to her bedroom. She dropped her bags onto the couch and gently placed her daughter onto the bed. She let out a yawn of her own before going through her drawers for a pair of pajamas for herself and the girl.
- "Mommy, I want you to lie down with me."
- "Baby, let's get you changed first, okay? Mommy just wants to put you in your pjs and then she'll lie down with you."
Dani shook her head as she began to cry.
- "No! I don't feel good! Please!"
Sam groaned in frustration. While she did not condone tantrums or what appeared to be the beginning of one, she knew that when her daughter was tired and sick, she could be quite stubborn and therefore relentless. She threw the clothes onto the bed, kicked off her shoes, and pulled her daughter to her.
- "Alright my little pumpkin head, you're going to sleep for Mommy, and then in the morning, when we wake up—"
- "Early?"
Sam rolled her eyes; the child, much to her annoyance, inherited her aunt's early rising habits.
- "No baby; we're going to sleep until…"
She looked at the beside clock; it was just past midnight.
- "—ten or eleven."
Dani lifted her head and stared at her mother in disbelief.
- "That's a long time!"
Sam looked into her daughter's doe-shaped brown eyes and smiled.
- "What do you know? You can't even tell time!"
The little girl, smiling back at her mother showing her deep dimples (inherited from her grandmother) shrugged her shoulders.
- "I know how to count! You always tell me that seven zero-zero is too early. Ten is three more than seven, Mommy!"
Her daughter's intelligence never ceased to amaze her. The child, while only in pre-kindergarten, was full of more knowledge than Sam knew what to do! The school director, principal, and teachers recently suggested having the child pushed ahead a year; Sam decided that she would wait until the girl was more mature and perhaps going into the first or second grade rather than kindergarten, to make such a decision.
- "And you are definitely right about that pumpkin. Now, you said you wanted me to lie with you, right?"
Dani nodded her head.
- "Okay, so that's what I'm doing, right?"
She nodded her head again.
- "Well, now you have to let Mommy change you out of your clothes and into your pjs."
Dani yawned before nodding her head once more.
- "Good girl."
Sam yawned as she reached for her daughter's pajamas. She quickly undressed the petite child and put the Dora t-shirt and shorts on her.
- "Okie dokie, you're all dressed. Do you have to go potty?"
- "No."
- "Fine, now crawl under the covers."
- "Lay with me?"
Sam knew that the moment she sat or lied in the bed with her daughter, she would have fallen asleep. What should have been a four-hour drive from St. Lawrence, New York, had managed, due to traffic and a suddenly motion-sick child, to take twice as long. She wanted nothing more than to jump into the shower and change into her fresh pajamas before going to bed. She was exhausted.
- "Sweetheart, I already did, so now you have to go to sleep."
Dani's eyes filled with tears.
- "Please? Until I fall asleep?"
She sighed and retook her place beside her daughter, holding her little hand as she passed her fingers over her knuckles.
- "Now, close your eyes Dani-Natty."
Sam rubbed her daughter's back as she listened to the sound of the child sleep.
- "That's my beautiful girl."
She stared into the child's round face; she was a wonderful combination of her family. The girl, named Danielle Natasha Davis, had creamy fair skin, beautiful red hair which was always full of ringlets, big brown eyes, a buttoned nose, and deep dimples on either cheek. She was playful and sweet, yet liable to throw tantrums when she did not get her way; nevertheless, she was the best thing that could have ever happened to the woman who had never thought she would ever be a mother.
As she lay there watching the child sleep, Sam felt her eyes growing heavy. When she attempted to move from the bed, Dani held onto her.
- "Mommy, lay with me!"
Sam, not having anymore energy left in her to fight the incorrigible child, simply nodded her head and stayed in her place. Within moments, she, along with Dani, was fast asleep.
Alexis had been lying in bed looking at the clock awaiting her daughter's return. It had been two months since she had last seen Sam and Dani, as they lived a four-hour drive away; she missed them.
- "Ugh, I hate traffic! It's never anything really that causes it but people's stupidity and inability to move their cars. I swear, don't you ever realize how one second you're stuck in stand still traffic, and out of nowhere you're moving again? It's ridiculous! Someone needs to do something about the requirements to getting a license in this country."
Sonny put his book down and smiled at his wife. He always found it to be amusing how much she rambled in her impatience.
- "Lex, calm down; I'm sure Sam, at this point, hates traffic more than you do. Don't worry, she'll be here shortly."
Lying back onto her pillow, Alexis crossed her arms across her chest in annoyance.
- "That's what you said an hour ago! Goodness, how much traffic could there possibly be on the damn thruway? If you ask me, I think it should be more than two lanes; it's not enough for any standard highway, you know."
He took her hand into his own.
- "It's Easter—"
- "AND?"
Sonny chuckled to himself. He knew that attempting to get through to Alexis when she was at such a level of impatience was futile, but he always enjoyed testing how long it took him to get her in the mood to allow him to distract her.
- "And, kids are coming or going home for the holiday!"
She scoffed.
- "PLEASE Sonny, most kids are FLYING to Cabo, Cancun, or Miami for Spring Break. They're drunk and disorderly causing grief to their poor parents waiting by the telephone for news that they're dumb child has gone and landed herself in the hospital with alcohol poisoning. Goodness, I doubt they even realize that Easter is on Sunday—"
He softly kissed her neck.
- "It's next Sunday, sweetheart; Palm Sunday is this weekend."
She pushed him away from her.
- "Whatever! I'm Greek Orthodox… barely… and as far as I know our Easter is—"
She could not remember, but knew that it tended to land on a different day than the Christian holiday. He moved back into her, kissing along her jaw-line, down to her neck.
- "It's the same day this year."
Once again, she pushed him away from her.
- "Will you quit it! And what do you know about Greek Easter? You're supposed to be a devout Catholic."
He nibbled at her ear.
- "I looked it up. I wanted to know when we could have an Easter egg hunt of our own."
She smiled at him knowing that he was trying everything and anything to distract her…
- "I know what you're doing, Mr. Corinthos."
She could not say that she objected to his tactics.
He found her mouth and kissed her passionately as he allowed his hands to move underneath her shirt.
- "Well, I never claimed to be subtle, Mrs. Corinthos. I know what I want and I go for it… You should note my love, I always get what I want."
She pushed him off of her.
- "Is that right?"
He smiled his million-dollar smile of perfect teeth, which shone in the sunlight, and dimples; they made her weak at the knees.
- "Noooo, Sonny! Don't do that!"
She tried to move away from him, but he pulled her closer.
- "Oh, come on Lex, little drummer boy wants to come out and play with you."
She gave him a peck on the lips.
- "Nope. Tell him that the shop his closed; his drumstick got too big for him too handle."
He pouted like a little boy. He laid his head onto her chest as he allowed his hands to once again wander; this time in the opposite direction.
- "Lex, come on! The longer the drumstick, the louder the sound—"
She smacked him on the arm.
- "You want me to wake this entire house?"
He smiled wider than he did previously.
- "The neighborhood."
She grabbed his hand as he attempted to allow his fingers their grand entrance.
- "Roll over."
He raised his eyebrows in shock. He nonetheless did as he was told.
- "Oh, normally I'd be upset because it sounds as though you've commanded me like some dog doing a trick, but I'm wagging my tail, Lex."
She ran her hands through his silky hair that never seemed to be out of place.
- "I guess because you listened to your master—"
- "Mistress—"
She rolled her eyes. He knew she hated that term as it was denigrating towards women.
- "Sonny!"
He toyed with the bottom of her shirt.
- "Oh come on, Lex! You have to admit that in CERTAIN contexts, there are words that are… sexy."
- "Still—"
He played with her belly button.
- "Don't you want to give this dog a treat?"
She moved on top of him and began to kiss him.
- "I'll give you a pass… this time."
As he removed her top, they heard the front door open.
- "Sam's home."
She reached for her top and tried to get off of him, but he held her hips in place.
- "And where do you think you're going?"
- "To greet our daughter."
- "What about my treat?"
She bent forward and kissed him once again.
- "I'll be right back, I promise!"
He shook his head.
- "You haven't seen our daughter or granddaughter in months, I seriously doubt that. Come on Lex! You can't leave me like this! Didn't you take an oath? 'First do no harm?'"
- "That's the Hippocratic Oath, Sonny; and doctors take that, not attorneys."
He flipped her over onto her back so that he was positioned on top of her.
- "Well, let's pretend that you're a doctor, and I'll let you play with my instrument, okay?"
She knew… and could feel… that there was no talking him down, she grabbed his shirt and pulled him to her.
- "You've got fifteen minutes."
He gave her a squeeze.
- "That's all I'll need."
An hour later, Alexis walked into her daughter's room to find her granddaughter sprawled wildly on top of her. She smirked at the sight.
- "Baby girl, you are just as bad as your aunties."
Fully aware that her granddaughter, much like her daughters, was a hard sleeper, Alexis easily lifted the child from her mother and tucked her in underneath the sheets on her side of the bed. She placed a kiss onto her forehead before moving to her daughter.
- "Sam, honey—"
The younger woman grumbled in her sleep.
- "Dani, Mommy's sleeping; give her until ten three zero, okay?"
Alexis laughed as she realized that there was no waking the girl from her sleep. She noticed the pajamas on the bed and decided to change her daughter out of the clothes in which she had spent the past eight… rather nine… hours.
- "Come on baby, sit up for Mommy."
She pulled Sam to a seated position causing her to awaken to a semi-conscious state.
- "Mom?"
Alexis lifted her shirt over her head.
- "Hi Samantha."
- "Dani's sleeping."
The sleepy woman turned to reach for her tiny daughter, but Alexis grabbed her arm.
She put the t-shirt onto her daughter.
- "Yes she is, honey; from what I can tell, you're pretty out of it as well. Give me a hug."
Sam instinctively moved in to give Alexis a hug, which allowed the older woman to lift her slightly so she could pull down her sweats.
- "Good girl!"
- "Mom, I'm not a baby; why are you dressing me?"
Alexis pulled the pants off and tossed them onto the floor beside the shirt she had just removed.
- "Because you were sleeping in your street clothes and it's gross. Plus, I'm your mother, so I want you to be comfortable."
- "I missed you, Mom."
Alexis smiled at her daughter as she slipped each leg into the shorts.
- "And I, you, kiddo. Now, hug Mommy again; she missed you terribly."
- "You're so sweet! I've only been gone two months."
Sam threw her arms around her mother's neck and gave her a kiss on the cheek. Once again, she lifted the younger woman and pulled up her shorts.
- "Okay, you're dressed, honey. Now, do you have to pee?"
Sam rolled her eyes.
- "Mom, you do know that I'm thirty? I've been potty trained for a very long time."
Alexis rolled her eyes as she covered her eldest daughter.
- "Even in your sleep you manage to be sassy!"
She leaned in and gave the girl a kiss on the cheek.
- "Good night, honey. I love you."
- "I love you too."
She smiled when Dani, sensing that her mother was now beside her, scooted over and quickly once again found her way on top of the woman.
- "It astounds me how similar you are to each other."
Picking up the clothes from the floor and tossing them into the hamper, she quietly left the room.
Seeing as she was already up, she decided to check on her other daughters before going back to her snoring husband. She opened Molly's door to find the normal disaster of her bed; the child was the worst sleeper in the family. She laughed as she found her youngest daughter lying spread eagle on her stomach, with her pillows thrown on the floor; her sheets barely sitting on the bed. She picked up the pillows and placed one on the desk chair while taking the other, lifted Molly's head, and placed it on top of the recovered pillow. She adjusted the sheets and gave the girl a kiss on the top of the head.
- "Good night, Molly-girl."
She walked through the girls' connecting bathroom and into Kristina's room. Much to her shock, her middle daughter was still awake and reading.
- "Hi, sweetheart; what are you doing still awake?"
The girl put her book down, almost shocked to see her mother standing there.
- "Hey, Mom. I was up waiting for Sam and the little red jelly bean, but when they got delayed, I couldn't sleep so I'm reading for philosophy exam next week."
Alexis laughed as she began picking up clothes from the floor and moving books to the desk.
- "What's to study? Is this an exam, or is this [i]the[/i] exam. It's all relative." - "I guess you're right about that."
After putting the clothes into the hamper, she sat on her daughter's bed.
- "Well they're here now, albeit fast asleep, but they arrived about an hour ago."
- "I know; I heard the door. I think Sam thinks she can make a quiet entrance, but she fails miserably every time—"
Alexis nodded in agreement.
- "Yes, well when you're duffle bags and a four year old, quiet entrances are impossible. Sam is out like a light; she was barely conscious when I changed her into her pajamas. And goodness, you should have seen Dani on top of your sister when I walked into that room—"
- "Let me guess? On top of Sam like a leech?"
- "You could say that. Why didn't you go out to see them?"
Kristina let out a yawn before repositioning herself in her bed; philosophy could make even the worst insomniac fatigued.
- "I figured they were tired, you know, after such a long drive. I just wanted to make sure I was up to hear them arrive; I'll see them in the morning."
Alexis took the girl's face into her hands.
- "You missed them didn't you?"
- "Yea. I mean, two months is a long time to not see your sister and niece."
She gave her daughter a kiss on the forehead.
- "Yes it is! I wish they could move back to Port Charles; St. Lawrence is much too far away. I can't stand not seeing my babies everyday anymore."
Kristina shook her head in disagreement.
- "No, I think both Sam and Lucky like their jobs. She's working with Border Patrol for private investigations on drug trafficking through Canada, which, if you ask me is far more interesting than anything she'd get here. And Lucky is pulling his ranks and probably going to end up being the Commissioner sometime soon. I'm sure that's fun. I think they're happy there."
Alexis kicked her slippers off and lied down beside the girl.
- "I guess you're right about that, but can't a mother be selfish?"
Kristina laid her head onto her mother's shoulder.
- "Yea, I guess."
They sat that way for a few moments listening to the soft music Kristina had in the background until Alexis heard her daughter's soft breathing; she had fallen asleep. Alexis slowly attempted to slip off of the bed, but her daughter held onto her.
- "Mom, stay."
She let out a sigh before placing a kiss on the young woman's forehead.
- "Ok, sweetheart, but when Daddy says, 'I told you so' tomorrow, you had better vouch that he was wrong; I'm with my middle baby."
Kristina let out another yawn before wrapping her arm around her mother and resting her head on the same pillow.
- "Whatever you want, Mommy."
Alexis smiled before reaching for the lamp.
- "If only it were always this easy to get you to listen to me."
She turned off the light and fell right asleep happy to have her girls all under one roof.
