Hi everyone, I'm new a writer to FanFicition. Mostly, I'm here to just have fun and hopefully pick up a few new writing tips. This is my first story so hopefully it reads well, I'm sure I'll learn more as I go on.
Disclaimer: I don't own General Hospital or any of the characters.
(After chapter 3 I don't really have anything planned... however I left it open, hoping to come back one day)
Things in Sonny's life hadn't been the greatest lately. The Kate, Connie situation was beginning to take a huge emotional toll on him, and on top of it AJ was creating a bigger divide between him and Michael then he initially thought he would. Sonny knew he had to be patient, AJ had a history of destroying everything he touched and set out to do, he only wished that Michael wouldn't be a casualty to his predictable downfall. With everything being so complicated in his life, Sonny decided to get away for a while to clear his head. He made sure everything was handled with Carly, Alexis, and the kids, then called to have the jet fueled up and ready.
Originally, Sonny was just going to go to the Island, but suddenly he was in the mood for something more discrete and with less memories of Michael, Kate, and pretty much everyone in his life. There was only one other place Sonny could think of, a place he hadn't been in years, and he knew it was the perfect place to get away to, because it was the only thought that put a real smile on his face in weeks.
As soon as Sonny stepped off the plane the smell of orange blossoms filled the air. A large grin appeared on his face as he took in his surroundings; he was finally back in Spain. A car was already there waiting for him to take him to his usual place, and although he hadn't been there in years, he always received top service. He tipped the bus boy after he brought everything into his room and closed the door to be alone for a few minutes before going down to the restaurant for some supper. Sonny walked over and opened up the bottle of red wine he had ordered and sent up to his room ahead of time and poured himself a glass before walking out on to the terrace. The smells of orange were still faintly lingering in the air. Although the point of this whole trip was to get away and clear his head from his past and present, he couldn't help but let a small memory slip through of the last time he was on this very terrace. Sonny smiled as he thought back, but as fast as the memory came to him, it faded, realizing that those memories will never become a reality again. Sonny gazed up at the sky with sad smile before heading back inside to take a shower.
Sonny reserved a table close to the band so he could sit back and relax during his dinner while listening to the band and not be bothered by the happy couples or drunken patrons at the bar. The dinner was simple, yet delicious and Sonny was glad he decided to come to Spain to clear his head. There was just too much going on at home and although there were still parts of Spain that made him sad, the more he thought about it, every memory represented a separate happy time in his that soothed him.
The next couple of nights Sonny returned to the same table at the restaurant and soaked in his surroundings. Even though he missed his kids, he was enjoying his time away and knew this was a must needed trip. Of course, even a nice relaxing vacation couldn't go by completely uneventful. On the third night, while enjoying a nice aged Scotch, a fight erupted at the bar. The bartender successfully calmed the first gentleman down, however the second guy was not the type to let things go, especially after a few drinks. He shoved the first guy knocking him into a waitress who was making her way over to help the bartender calm the obnoxious patron down. Usually, Sonny had his bodyguards take care of situations like this, but Sonny took this trip entirely by himself, so he wasn't fortunate enough to send over Max and Milo to handle the problem. At the same time, Sonny wasn't going to just sit back and let these two ruin everyone's evening. He went over to help the waitress first, who was left neglected on the ground.
"Are you ok?"
"Yes, thank you," she answered dusting off her hands. After the waitress gathered her bearings, Sonny went to intervene at the bar.
"Gentleman, I'm not sure what's going on here, but do you mind either squashing this argument or taking it outside so the rest of us can go about our evening in peace." Again, the first gentleman had no issue with ending things and threw his hands up as he turned to head to the other end of the bar. However, the second man was not happy that Sonny interrupted their fight.
"Why don't you mind your own damn business?" Sonny looked the man square in the eye.
"I was minding my own business, and happily might I add." Sonny said swirling his scotch. "But then you had to get very loud and disrupted me and the rest of the happy customers of this fine restaurant, therefore making this my business." The man puffed up and started to laugh almost as loud as his yelling, as he glanced over at the waitress by Sonny's side.
"What are you gonna do Casanova?" Sonny gave the arrogant man a sly smile before finishing his drink and placing the glass on the counter.
"I would like to go back to my table and enjoy the rest of the evening in peace, but that all depends on you?" The man laughed even harder.
"On me huh?" Sonny's demeanor remained calm as the man step toward him.
"Yes, on you. Do you think it's possible for you to have a seat at the bar and go about the rest of the evening without causing anymore interruptions?" The man looked at Sonny completely perplexed.
"Sure."
"Perfect." The bartender slid Sonny another drink and he went to go back to his seat, but as soon as he turned, a beer bottle crashed over his head.
"Who the hell do you think you're talking to? I'm not a damn child." Sonny turned back around, but was a little dizzy from the blow to his head. The manager and several other staff members rushed to Sonny's side, but not before the man stabbed him in the left shoulder with the broken beer bottle. Sonny turned and landed in a few punches to the man's face before the restaurant staff pulled him away.
"I'm sorry about all of this." Sonny said grinding his teeth and reaching up for his shoulder.
"No apologies necessary Mr. Corinthos, everyone here knows you were trying to stop the fight. I'm just sorry it took me so long to get out here. There was an emergency in the kitchen and the bartender thought you had everything under enough control, and said there was no need for me to rush." Sonny glanced up at the bartender and smiled.
"Guess you were wrong?" The bartender looked down ashamed.
"I'm sorry sir."
"Don't worry about it kid." Sonny replied taking a sip out of his scotch. "How about this ones on the house and we'll call it even.
"Absolutely Mr. Corinthos, you may have as much scotch as you like." The manager said helping Sonny take a seat. "But first we should really get you to the hospital. That stab wound is pretty deep." Sonny wasn't one for hospitals, but he could tell from all the blood on the towels he was given that a bandage wouldn't suffice and nodded to the manager.
It didn't take long for the doctors to stitch Sonny up and he asked if he could be discharged as soon as possible. The doctor laughed at Sonny's eagerness, but escorted him to the nurse's station to wait while he made sure all of Sonny's paperwork was in order.
Sonny looked around the hospital and was amazed at how similar this one was to General Hospital back at Port Charles. It seemed like a quiet night overall. Occasionally, Sonny saw a nurse hurrying down the hall to check on a patient, but nothing major seemed to be happening. As he turned around he noticed a young woman with brown hair talking to another doctor. This woman, who also appeared to be a doctor, had her back to him, but there was something oddly familiar about her. As she started to walk away, Sonny was able to get a glimpse of her profile causing his stomach to turn.
"Mr. Corinthos?" Sonny's head jerked back to the doctor. "You're free to go sir."
"Thank you." Sonny answered, quickly shooting his eyes back toward the female doctor in hopes to get another look of the mystery woman, but she was gone. Sonny shook his head, grabbed the pain meds, and antibiotics the doctor prescribed him, and left the hospital knowing it had to be his head playing games with him.
The bar was closed by the time Sonny got back to the hotel, but when he opened the door to his hotel room, there was a bottle of their finest scotch sitting on his living room table. Attached, was an apology letter, letting him know if he needed anything else throughout his stay to not hesitate but to ask, and thanking him once again for doing his best to resolve the situation at the bar. Not being able to sleep Sonny poured himself a night cap and stepped out on to the terrace to gaze at the stars for a little while before going to bed.
That night Sonny had a number of dreams about the mysterious female doctor, but everything was in flashes. He still couldn't see the woman's face. Finally, there was a flash of who he thought the woman was, but before he could examine all her features and compare them to the glimpse of the woman he saw at the hospital, something inside him stirred and Sonny was forced awake. He sat up in bed confused and he wiped his brow as he thought.
"It can't be." Sonny flung his legs over the side of the bed and shook his head a few more times before getting up and pouring himself another glass of scotch. As Sonny took a sip he glanced down at the prescription bottles and read the labeled regarding the alcohol intake. "Maybe this is contributed to my dreams." He placed the glass of scotch down and headed over to the fridge to grab a bottle of water instead. This however, got him thinking more about who he thought the woman was. He recalled a time in his life when he had to give up drinking for a while, and he became even more upset. He threw the bottle of water across the room as even more memories flooded his head. One in particular was when he lost complete control of himself. His life was torn upside down and the only person who was looking out for his best interest, he treated poorly. He knew it wasn't entirely his fault, but instead of getting better and fighting to rebuild something he had created with this woman that was once so beautiful, he pushed this love of his life away, believing in his heart that it was the best thing for the both of them.
Sonny sat up in his lounge chair the rest of the night thinking of his past, wanting nothing more than to make up for his mistakes, but knowing that solving these particular issues was nearly impossible.
When the sun rose the next morning, Sonny had breakfast delivered to his room while he called home to check in on his family. Other than the usual Carly drama, everything was fine. Sonny took a few bites out of his toast, but he couldn't shake the mystery woman out of his mind. He knew the only way to get rid of all his thoughts and past memories that only seemed to haunt him now, he needed to get a better look at the female doctor. To see if the impossible was actually possible. Sonny called for a car and hurried down to the main lobby.
The driver was prompt; however, the morning traffic was dreadful.
"Isn't there a faster way to the hospital?" Sonny called up to the driver as he fidgeted around in his seat.
"I'm sorry sir, unless you are injured, this is the only and fastest way there."
"Fine," Sonny said, slamming his back against the seat.
After what felt like hours, they finally made it to the hospital.
"I'll be around the corner Mr. Corinthos. Just call me when you are ready to leave."
"Thank you." Sonny replied already out the door.
Sonny made his way into the hospital and tried to blend in, but his attire and American look made him stick out like a sore thumb. One of the doctors from the night before was still there and called out for him.
"Mr. Corinthos is everything alright?" The last thing Sonny wanted was more attention, so he had to think of something unrelated to his shoulder to get rid of the inquiring doctor.
"Yes, I'm fine, thanks for asking. I think I just left something here last night."
"What was is sir?" Sonny froze. He wasn't expecting the doctor to jump right in and help. Didn't he have more important things to do? "Sir?"
"Oh, sorry. It was…my watch. I think I may have left my watch here last night." Of course, that only brought in another flash of memories into Sonny's head making him more determined to get a glimpse of the mystery woman. He knew there was still no way it could be who he thought it was, but in order for him to continue on his restful vacation he needed to see this doctor and be absolutely sure so he could move on.
"I'll go check with one of the nurses from last night. They would most likely have found it, if it was left here."
"Thank you. That's very kind of you."
Sonny waited for the doctor to turn the corner before moving around to try and locate the mystery woman, if she was even there. He couldn't find her on the floor he was on and decided to take the elevator up to the surgical floor. Again, Sonny tried to blend in with a few families who were waiting to hear about their loved ones and glimpsed up at the surgical board. No names looked familiar, and after a while Sonny realized he had to have been kidding himself. There was no way she could be real. He proceeded back to the main floor and luckily met up with the doctor he saw earlier who apologized to Sonny for not being able to find his watch.
"That's not a problem. I must have left it somewhere else. Thank you again for looking." Sonny shook the doctor's hand then headed for the door, but just as he was about to walk out the door, he heard a familiar voice.
"Dr. Pena, I was wondering if you could check on my patient in the ICU while I'm up in surgery, it's going to take longer than expected."
"Not a problem, Dr…" But before Sonny could turn and see the woman the emergency doors at the far end of the hall burst opened, followed by a flood of commotion. Sonny could only see the back of the woman's head again, but this time he wasn't about to let her go without double checking. The doctor the woman was speaking with told her to go ahead with her surgery and would go ahead and check in on her patient after he looked into what EMT had just brought in. The woman walked over to the elevator, pushed the button, and occasionally looked back just in case she was called back. Again, Sonny couldn't see anything or get through. There were too many people in the way. As the elevator doors opened, the path of people began to clear and as the woman turned to push the button on the receiving end, Sonny finally got a clear shot of her face and froze in place.
"It can't be." The woman glanced up and met Sonny's eyes. She flinched slightly, but it was enough for Sonny to realize that she had recognized him too. Just as he was about to call out her name, the elevator doors began to close and the rush of doctors and nurses hurrying to their most recent emergency blockaded him from getting to the elevator doors on time. Sonny pounded his fist against the elevator doors before turning back around to find the doctor he was just talking to. There was too much going on though, and he knew it wasn't right to bother the doctor about the woman he was just speaking with when there were so many people in need surrounding him.
Sonny was going to have to put off getting his answer for a while, but what he saw was enough. She had recognized him. But he still didn't know if they woman he saw was actually one of the loves of his life, or if it was just her sister.
