I decided that I would go way back to when Alexis found out she was pregnant, and rewrite from there…I change history to suit my needs. So I hope you enjoy!

Prologue

Port Charles, New York May-November 2002

Two little blue lines…two little blue lines that would change her life forever. Instantly she felt joy and sadness come upon her. She was carrying the child of the man she loved more than life itself…and he was sitting across the hall with his wife and son playing house. She didn't know what she was going to do, but as she pulled her hand down to her stomach she knew that no matter what; their child would be loved.

Too much had happened…Ned and her lie…that led to her beloved sister's death. The beating of Zander and the new threat of a mob war that promised to destroy the man she had loved. She could see the familiar signs of him shutting down, and she knew that she must go. He would not know his child, but she would break the curse…he would have a living child in this world. He may never get to see her, and hold her in his arms…but she would always know about the man that made her mommy whole.

Milan, Italy February 2003-Present Day

It was in Italy that she found a renewed sense of self. Where she reconnected with Stefan, and started to enjoy her pregnancy. The best times were the walks out in the gardens just her and her girl talking. She told her of Sonny; the man that she had fallen in love with. It was there she cried for him; for them. For the chance that they were robbed of…if only things would have been different; he would be here next to her talking to the child that was born of there one perfect night together. More often than she cared to admit she fantasized about a life with him, and their girl. However fantasies most often never come true and she was never more aware of that as when the labor pains started to kick in.

Stefan did the best he could to comfort her during the excruciating hours. After neither would bring up the incoherent ramblings she had made in the throes of labor; or that she whispered his name into the air when their child was born. He didn't need to point out the mass of raven hair that adorned her head…or the fact that her skin was tinged with mocha. He just kissed her forehead and laid her on her mother's chest.

Kristina Corin Davis was born to her on a cool February morning. She knew after that day she would never be able to forget Sonny because he stained her soul, and her daughter's face. As she grew the dark as coal hair started to curl in a mass atop her head. She saw his dimples that adorned their girl's cheeks. It was at this time that she knew that she would love Sonny forever, and the best part of him was kept with her through their daughter. She knew only bits and pieces of the happenings of Port Charles…Her heart felt heavy for him when she heard the news of his son Morgan's birth, and then finding out the truth that he was actually the boy's uncle, and not his father. If she thought she hated Carly before; she was convinced of it now. She knew how Sonny longed for a child of his own, and that his heart must be breaking. Everyday she looked at her girl, and wished she could let Sonny know that he did have a child. A strong little girl, with his curls and his smile…not the one he gave most the world…that wide one that lit up his face and made you want to believe every word he said.

She told her stories about her father since birth. His pictures sat in frames on the walls of her nursery. Stefan made a move to protest once but she quickly reassured him that her daughter was safe here in Italy, and she had every right to know who her father was. It was a cool summer night when she saw Kristina sitting at the blanket outside with the picture of Sonny perched up next to her teddy bear's playing tea party. She wracked her brain on a way to help her daughter know more about the father who still held her mother's heart. She knew then that they needed to go somewhere to do this.

Port Charles November 2002-Present Day

Sonny Corinthos' life was in shambles. Not because his wife…well ex-wife had a one night tryst with his brother which resulted in a child that for months was passed off as his own. Nor the fact that Lorenzo Alcazar had almost ruined him; then fell for Carly and stole her away. No…it wasn't any of that. He felt lost. It was like he was stuck in this never-ending circle of despair that he couldn't find his way out of. He tried to think of the last time he was happy, and he saw her face. He smiled at the thought of her; his best friend. He cringed at the way their story had ended. He missed her…her face, her laugh, the nervous way she rambled, he missed telling her to breathe. He missed feeling complete.

He didn't even know she had left; until Jason had informed him. No one knew exactly where she was but Sonny expected that she had found solace in her brother's arms in Milan. More than once he had thought about locating her, but he didn't want to cause her any more pain. He remembered the look in her eyes when he told her he would break her. He never meant it, and it brought a deep sense of regret seeing the look on her face. He wished he could take it all back…everything after their night together…the one magical night that was seared in his brain for a lifetime. He had attempted to fill her place…to warm his bed with another, but another woman could only touch his body…and she had touched his soul. The morning after their night he was sure that this was beginning of their future together, and then he messed up. He let her go, and somehow she found her way back in Ashton's arms. He wondered what may have been if the baby Alexis was carrying had been his. He put those thoughts to the back of his mind and reminded himself that he was not good enough to have Alexis or her child. He longed to lose himself in her once more; so he decided to go to the one place that always brought back memories of her.

A/N: Okay so I know I probably have no business starting yet another fiction…but I was having mad trouble with writing the next chapter of "In the Rubble" and this came into my head. I am going to try to write them in tandem, but I want the chapter of "In the Rubble" to be perfect, and it is taking more time than expected. So I hope you like and feedback is always appreciated.