Porcelain Dolls

Summary: Every action has a reaction, a consequence.

Author's Note: Sort of a take on what could've happened. I had Morgan and Kiki replace Michael's pills with Ketamine, because some of the symptoms-like the aggressive behavior and loss of motor function fit the criteria.

Michael's hands shook as he sat on the seat, letting Patrick examine him. In a private room was his sister with Lucas and Elizabeth, who'd taken her there to comfort her. He couldn't believe what had happened. He hadn't even seen the boy on his bike. Not until it was too late. He could recall his baby sister screaming at him to, "Michael, watch out!" and her sharp scream of despair and horror as the car connected with the bike, throwing the child off and making him land on the ground with a sickening thud. It was Josslyn's sobs and small hands ripping the keys from the ignition that broke Michael from his trance.

Dante stood in stone silence next to Nathan, hands fiddling nervously with the cuffs at his waist. He'd called Carly to come pick up a shocked and traumatized Josslyn Jacks and he knew that she'd be arriving in any moment.

"Can you tell me what happened?" Nathan questioned, looking down at the younger man, speaking for a silent Dante.

Michael shook his head, swallowing hard. "I don't...I don't know." He uttered. "I only had one drink. I don't understand what's going on. How's my sister and the boy that I hit? They're okay, right?"

Nathan shook his head sadly. "I'm afraid the boy didn't make it. Josslyn is shaken and a little bit bruised and scratched, but otherwise, she's physically okay. Can you tell me how much you had to drink?"

He shook his head. "I...I just had one drink and that was hours ago, before I had even taken Josslyn to the bowling alley. But I took some allergy pills."

"Wait, allergy pills? Do you have them on you?" Felix wondered from his position beside of Patrick.

Michael nodded, swallowing hard as he pulled the orange bottle from the pocket of his hoodie.

"I'm going to take this to Brad and ask him about it." Felix said, hurrying off.

Just then, Carly stormed in, eyes wild and hair a mess around her. "I need to see my daughter! Someone take me to my daughter!"

She had yet to notice Michael, something he was extremely thankful for. He didn't know how he'd explain this. He lowered his head in shame, not wanting to be seen by her. He had no clue how to explain his actions. How to explain the fact that he'd killed a kid and put the baby sister he absolutely adored in danger.

He looked up when his mother walked out, holding Josslyn in her arms. He felt a lump in his throat as he saw Josslyn's arms wrapped around their mother's neck, head buried in her shoulder, seeming younger than her ten years. His sister was stubborn and independent. A little spitfire, just like their mom. But here she was, like a toddler again, needing this comfort. All because of him.

"What were you thinking, Michael?" Carly asked, head on the back of Josslyn's head. "Why would you put Josslyn in danger like that?" Her voice wasn't angry. She couldn't be angry. She was sad. This wasn't her son. Michael would've never done this. Not ever.

"I am so sorry." He told her hoarsely, standing up. "I don't know what came over me. I wasn't even drunk, mom! I promise you that. I'd never purposefully do something that could put Josslyn or any other kid in danger. The last drink I had was hours ago.

Carly sniffled and nodded, arms tightening around her daughter. "Josslyn told me that. That you had just took your allergy medicine with your soda. But if that's all you had, what made you so reckless? What made you act so out of character?"

"I think I can answer that." A voice said, causing Carly to whirl around, eyes landing on Felix who held the orange pill bottle. Brad and Lucas on either side of him. "It's because this isn't Michael's allergy medicine. Someone replaced his pills. Someone replaced it with ketamine. It can sometimes cause people to act as if they're drunk, even when they haven't had an ounce of liquor. It also explains his lack of moter function and even his aggressive behavior in the Metrocourt."

"But who would do that?" Dante asked in confusion, furrowing his brows.

Carly stilled as she gently handed Josslyn to her uncle Lucas." I think I know." She answered coolly, before she headed out of the room, Dante following after her. She should've known. Just by Morgan's behavior at Sonny's, she should've known. It was all so clear now.

Next Part: Carly gives Morgan and Kiki hell at Kelly's. Michael faces guilt and consequences of what he did, and Josslyn deals with the aftermath.