It Was Rewritten

Alexis dies as a result of the train crash, leaving Ric alone with Molly and Kristina. With most of the town still hating him, he turns to his only friend, Elizabeth.

Lucky and Elizabeth never got together after Cam was born, and Kristina's paternity was never revealed. Sam found out that Alexis was her mother instead and donated her baby's stem cells after she was born, healthy. Lila's paternity was never revealed either. So, Carly knows about Kristina, and Sonny knows about Lila, but they aren't telling. They're still together at the beginning of this fic, but Carly was in Roselawn due to all that happened, like on GH. Also, AJ had nothing to do with the kidnapping, it was all Faith. Faking Michael's death was just to fuck with Sonny's head. Reese Marshal doesn't exist. She sucked and served no purpose other than retconing a huge chunk of Carly's backstory into total garbage and heaping shit onto her character where there didn't need to be any. Carly has plenty of personality flaws, no need to add nonsense to it. AJ is living back In PC after returning the money he stole, with interest, and getting the charges against him dropped. The whole thing with Diego messing with girls and going to jail ain't happening either. There are other things that are different, because of these things. It should all make sense. If it doesn't or you just want more details, review and I'll answer.

This starts very early November of 2005, so Kristina is about to turn 3, Cameron is 1 1/2, and Lila is about to turn 1

I realize that this is dumb, but I miss Ric, and I miss Liric, so I'm working out some issues. This is from multiple points of view. It's more of a family focus than a straight romance.

I do not own General Hospital or any of the characters of that show. This is only for entertainment, no profit is solicited, expected or accepted.

Chapter 1

Ric was numb. It was weird that this was the most emotional day of his life, and he was numb. He knew what he should be feeling: a mixture of joy, dread, pain, loss, confusion… But none of that registered.

She was fine. That's what kept running on a loop through his mind. After the C-Section and all of the risks of that, she had seemed fine when they put her in the ambulance. Nikolas and Courtney had taken baby Molly out earlier and she was at GH, healthy. Everything was fine.

But then it wasn't. By the time the ambulance reached GH Alexis was already coding, and not long after that she was gone. Everything was fine, and just a blink later it was over.

He had been a father for only a day (2 if you counted his adoption of Kristina that had gone through the day before) and he had already failed irreparably. What would Alexis's girls do without her? Poor Molly wouldn't even know what she was missing out on, but Kristina was so close to her mommy, and Sam leaned on her so much since they found out that they were mother and daughter. Lila would never know the way her Nana rocked her to sleep and sang her lullabies in 3 languages. How was he going to be there for Alexis' girls when he was falling apart himself?

It was eerie how Alexis has seemed to know that something bad was going to happen. She had assumed that one day Helena would finally come after her and that everything had to be in order to protect her children. She never thought it would happen like this. She had been adamant that he be Kristina's legal father before the new baby came. It had taken a lot of work to convince Ned that he had to sign away all of his rights and settle for visitation. Ric still wasn't sure how she had done it, but he knew that she had made it possible for Krissy to stay with him and the new baby if something happened to her mother. And he couldn't express how much he needed that little girl to be there every day. Plus, now that the time limit for contesting paternity had passed, Sonny had no legal way of getting to Kristina, even if he did find out the truth.

Now he was standing here trying to figure out how he could possibly live up to what she expected of him. How he could be what they needed him to be.

Elizabeth stood outside the hospital nursery and watched. Ric was just staring through the glass at his newborn daughter. He was broken again, and she still couldn't fix him.

Her shift had just ended when the news about the crash had come in. She and quite a few others had volunteered to stay and help with the triage. She had been surprised when Nikolas came in with a newborn. When he told her what had happened her stomach fell. Ric was still down there with his wife, anything could happen. She was shocked at the depth of her reaction to the whole situation. She had thought that her feelings for Ric were behind her, that they were just casual friends at most now. Not long after that her relief at seeing Ric alive and well was crushed by the reality of Alexis's situation.

She knew better than anyone else what was going on in her ex-husband's head. She knew the way that he though. He would blame himself for being on the train in the first place. He would blame God for punishing his helpless little girls. But mostly he would blame Sonny. He would blame him for bringing Manny Ruiz and his sickness into their lives. He would blame Sonny for Molly and Kristina losing their mother, the same way that Ric had lost his. She could see it so much more clearly than she had way back when she had miscarried their baby. Then she had been lost in her own pain and she had ignored all the signs that something was terribly wrong. She had confessed that to Alexis the night that Faith Rosco had been murdered.

Elizabeth wiped away a stray tear and straightened her shoulders. This time she wasn't in her own hell, this time she could help him, ground him, and help him focus on what was important. She did the only thing that she could for him at that moment. She walked over to him and pulled him into a tight hug.

"It'll be ok Ric. Eventually it will be ok. And I'll be there for you until it is."