Hi Q fans. Here is Part 3 of my AlanMoni Series. I am working on Part 4 also as we speak along with my Bones Fanfiction, so updating may be slower at times, but I hope you enjoy this. Yes, Persephone is back!
The time line is late 2007. Enjoy The Past Revisited
Disclaimer: I don't own GH or the Qs but now that the show is good again wish I did only to bring back Alan.
The flames engulfing the Quartermaine mansion lit up the sky as Alan and Monica ran from the inferno to Lila's rose garden and both fell to the ground spent. Monica ignored the intense pain of her injured ankle and intermittent dizziness as she reached for her husband, guided only by the firelight of the burning building. "Oh my darling, thank god you're all right"
Alan returned the hug with equal ferocity, then reluctantly let go. "Come on, we have to get out of here."
They both got up, but Monica collapsed when she put weight on her left foot. "Alan, I think I sprained my ankle."
"Come on, Darling" Alan said. He forgot his bad back as he scooped her up to carry her away. Before he could, a voice cut through the night.
"I've waited too long to kill the butcher who destroyed my life!"
Alan and Monica turned to face a gun and a person's madness. Monica clung to him for dear life, lamenting how an event over twenty years before could bring her and her husband to this point.
A FEW WEEKS EARLIER
The first vestiges of winter have arrived in Port Charles as Thanksgiving rolled around.
Robert and Anna celebrated the holidays with Noah, Bobbie, Lucas, Patrick, and Robin at the brownstone. Anna and Bobbie were discussing details for Bobbie's wedding coming up on December 15. It was to be a simple affair with the ceremony and reception at the rebuilt Metro Court.
Rick Webber was slowly recovering from his meltdown in September. He returned to Port Charles and was receiving treatment on an outpatient basis. Not wanting to upset Monica, he did not attempt to return to GH, but instead resumed work at the waterfront clinic. He was also reconnecting with Lesley, who also returned to Port Charles and recently regained privileges at General Hospital. Rick didn't want to embark on a serious romance until he was 100 % recovered. However, the twosome had Thanksgiving together that helped pave way for future things to come.
AJ's work at the GH inpatient rehab clinic took at lot of his time. There were days that he was drained from helping other addicts, but he felt his life had purpose for the first time in his life. He was also working on his relationship with his son Michael ever since he returned to Port Charles from St. Petersburg. There were difficulties in the beginning with Carly, but thanks to Jax's influence, she decided to stand back and let Michael know his biological father. AJ has trouble at first when Michael referred to Sonny as "Dad", but AJ knew he had to let Michael set the pace for their relationship. Slowly, he and Michael were becoming friends.
AJ's relationship with Keesha was also becoming stronger and closer. They were both working with Regan, a 15 year old drug addicted runaway Keesha came into contact with one night while she was working Vice. AJ and Regan immediately forged a bond when he became her counselor. Two days before Thanksgiving, after Regan was able to receive treatment on an outpatient basis with Lainey, the courts made Keesha her foster parent. Regan, Keesha, and AJ were slowly becoming a regular sight around Port Charles.
Jason and Sam were building their life together. Her pregnancy and the events of the past year led Jason to change his priorities on what was important. With that in mind, he went to Sonny, who offered to let Jason buy him out of the coffee house so Jason could go legit. Their friendship remained as strong as before. For Sam, Amelia remained a thorn in her side while she was working on her show, but her pregnancy helped her blow off anything Amelia threw at her. She and Jason were busy planning for their baby and their future.
Emily and Nikolas were also going strong. An ultrasound revealed that she was expecting twins and they were due on May 15. Emily was also excited about starting her rotation in the oncology department the first week of December, working under Dr. Ellen Cahill and the other surgical oncologists. Emily and Nikolas told her parents about the twins the night before Thanksgiving.
Alan and Monica were celebrating Emily's news with a "midnight snack" on the kitchen counter during the early morning hours Thanksgiving morning when they were caught by Cooke. For this reason, Thanksgiving for the Quartermaines once again had pizza as the main course. Edward gave Alan and Monica grief over what he called "their disgraceful behavior", but was silenced by Emily's inner Lila yelling at him "That's quite enough!" Emily, Jason, and AJ were weirded out, but were proud they had parents that loved each other deeply.
Skye and Alan were slowly mending fences. Lorenzo's bullet wound in February affected his behavior slowly over several months, making him descend into paranoia. He was able to contain it until October, when convinced Skye was trying to kill him, set their home on fire in a bizarre murder-suicide plot. Skye was able to escape with their daughter, but Lorenzo perished. Skye and Lila Rae moved into the Quartermaine mansion shortly after.
The holiday was a festive one, with all of Alan and Monica's children joining the festivities, along with Lucky, Elizabeth, and their children, plus Lulu and Spinelli. During dinner, Jason and Sam announced they were getting married on New Years Eve.
Alan and Monica were on cloud nine. Sam and Emily were doing well with their pregnancies. Jason and Sam were getting married in five weeks. Emily, Nikolas, and Spencer were adjusting to living near the Quartermaines and were a family. Seeing AJ happy and sober made them relax with ease. Skye was getting closer to Alan and Monica. It was as if nothing could ruin the wave of happiness in Alan and Monica's lives….well, almost….
Alan was sleeping soundly when he felt a small movement on the bed. Smiling to himself, he opened his eyes, ready to greet his wife. "AAAHHHHH!" he screamed
It was not Monica, but Persephone, sitting so her face was eye level with Alan's, her piercing green eyes a stark contrast to the dark interior. He took a moment to collect himself. "Damn cat! I swear sometimes you are looking to give me another heart attack. Tomorrow, I'm getting you a collar with a bell"
He looked at the digital alarm clock. 1:30 am. "God I hope Monica gets home soon." Alan muttered as he turned over and went back to sleep.
Monica crept into their bedroom around 2:30 am. She silently walked into her dressing room, changed into a robe, grabbed a nightgown, and went into the bathroom to shower and get ready for bed. Fifteen minutes later, she came out and crawled into bed. She bent over to kiss Alan's cheek before settling in when she felt a pair of arms grab her and pull her down onto the bed.
"Alan, you faker!" she whispered while laughing.
"Yeah, I know. But you love it"
"Why are you awake?"
Alan pulled her closer as he towered over her in bed. "I don't like to sleep alone, Dr. Quartermaine. Your feet are not the only ones that get cold" He remarked flirtatiously as he pulled her into a kiss while she was laughing. Her laughter was soon forgotten as passion was ignited.
In another part of town, someone was working on a project. Wearing latex gloves and a mask, a card and paper were brushed with an unknown substance and put into an envelope. It was labeled and a stamp was placed on it and put aside.
This was the start. The butcher had to suffer as much agony and pain as they experienced for what happened all those years ago. "I've never forgotten" the individual said as they turned out the light and went to bed.