NOTE: Lulu and Michael have been aged to 15 in this fic.
Chapter One
Sonny gazed out of the window in the hospital waiting room, watching as the rain came down. He glanced up at the television, hearing the weather forecaster describe the storm hitting Port Charles as the worst storm in over fifteen years.
He got out his cell phone and started dialing, but hesitated for a moment. He and Carly had been officially divorced going on four months now. He didn't think she'd appreciate him checking up on her. She was always telling him that he needed to let her live her own life, and stop trying to control it even when they were apart. Alot of good that was doing them. They were both miserable.
At least he was.
Sonny couldn't take the waiting any longer. He walked over to the nurses desk, waiting for someone to help him.
" Can I help you, sir?" says a nurse, as she walks by.
" Yeah, can I see my daughter now? She came for a checkup, her mother's with her now. Kristina Davis?" says Sonny.
The nurse looks over the charts.
" Yes, your daughter is pretty much done. They're just waiting for the lab work. Your wife is in exam room two with her now." says the nurse.
" Oh- no she's not my wife." says Sonny, quickly.
" Oh, sorry. Honest mistake. You can go back and see her if you'd like." says the nurse.
" Alright, thanks." says Sonny, starting to walk past the nurses station and down the hallway.
Jason looks through the glass window, seeing Sam lying in the hospital bed. She looks almost emotionless. Though it had been over a month since they lost the baby, she was still unbelieveably sad. Worst thing was, Jason had no idea how to help her. No idea what to say. All he could do was be there.
He gently knocks on the door, as he pokes his head inside.
" Hey." says Jason.
" Hey." says Sam.
" The doctor said you could leave in about half an hour. They just need to get the test results back." says Jason.
Sam nods, looking down.
" I hate being here." says Sam.
" I know." says Jason.
" It just- it reminds me, you know?" says Sam, wiping a small tear from her cheek.
Jason dosen't say anything.
" How's Brenda?" says Sam.
" She's fine. It's just her wrist. She said she slipped and fell on some ice on the docks or something." says Jason.
" That's good. Why don't you take her home? I can get back to the Penthouse by myself. I'm going to be here for awhile anyway. I wanted to see how Kristina is doing." says Sam.
" Are you sure that's a good idea?" says Jason, sitting next to her by the bed.
" Krisina's always going to be a part of Lila, Jas. She's the reason Kristina's alive. I feel closer to her when I'm around her. Besides, Alexis dosen't seem to mind. The last few times I visited she's been completely fine about it. She seems like she understands." explains Sam.
" You're sure you can get home ok?" says Jason.
" Yeah, I'll get a ride with Sonny or get a cab or something. I'll be fine." says Sam.
Jason nods standing up, so that Sam can get dressed.
" Stop worrying about me." says Sam, with a small smile.
" I'm not." says Jason.
" Liar." says Sam.
" I'll see you when you get home." says Jason, giving her a look before leaving the room.
Lulu sat on the couch, writing down problems in her notebook. This Geometry homework was about to kill her. She hated math. Always had. She quickly looks back at the window, jumping as the thunder blasted from outside. She had always been afraid of storms, ever since she was little. But it had gotton worse as she got older.
Since she was living at The Brownstone now with her aunt Bobbie and Lucas, it had more windows so it was even worse.
She walks over to the window, looking outside at the rain crashing down.
" Damn, it's really coming down." she mumbles.
Lucas comes out of the kitchen, with a sour look on his face.
" There's nothing in the fridge." says Lucas, matter-of-factly.
" So?" says Lulu.
" So, I'm starving." says Lucas, plopping down on the couch.
Lulu rolls her eyes.
" What else is new? You're always hungry. When is Aunt Bobbie getting home?" says Lulu, still looking worriedly out the window.
" I don't know, late as always. Why?" says Lucas.
" She shouldn't be driving in this. It's really bad out there." says Lulu.
Lucas makes a face as he touches his stomach, hearing it grumbling. He gets up and puts on his coat.
" What are you doing?" says Lulu, looking at him.
" I can't take this. I'm going to get something to eat. You want?" says Lucas.
" You can't go out in this." says Lulu.
" Ever heard of wind shield wipers?" says Lucas, sarcastically.
Lulu dosen't say anything, as she nervously glances out the window again.
" What is wrong with you? It's just rain." says Lucas.
Lulu dosen't respond.
" Look, if you're that freaked out then just come with me. We won't even be gone long. Twenty minutes, tops." says Lucas.
" No, no go ahead. Just hurry back, ok? You know I hate storms." says Lulu.
" You're sure?" says Lucas, opening the door.
" Yeah. I'll be fine." says Lulu.
Lucas nods as he heads out. Lulu watches him run down the path, start the car, and drive away. She wrapped her arms around herself, suddenly having a feeling that something awful was going to happen. Something that was out of her control.
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