GENERAL HOSPITAL
Resurrection
a story by
Dianne B. Dee

Starring....

Stephen Nichols as Stefan Cassadine
Anthony Geary as Luke Spencer
Genie Francis as Laura Spencer
Maurice Benard as Sonny Corinthos
Tamara Braun as Carly Corinthos
Steve Burton as Jason Morgan
Alicia Leigh Willis as Courtney Matthews
Rebecca Herbst as Elizabeth Webber Lansing
Rick Hearst as Ric Lansing
Jacklyn Zeman as Bobbie Spencer
Brad Maule as Tony Jones
Tyler Christopher as Nikolas Cassadine
Amber Tamblyn as Emily Quartermaine
Stuart Damon as Alan Quartermaine
Leslie Charleson as Monica Quartermaine
Jane Elliot as Tracy Quartermaine
Anna Lee as Lila Quartermaine
John Ingle as Edward Quartermaine
Sean Kanen as AJ Quartermaine
Robyn Richards as Maxie Jones
Lindze Letherman as Georgie Jones
Scott Clifton as Dillon Quartermain
Wally Kurth as Ned Ashton
Nancy Lee Grahn as Alexis Davis
Constance Towers as Helena Cassadine
Greg Vaughan as Luck Spencer
John J. York as Mac Scorpio
Kristina Wagner as Felicia Scorpio-Jones
Ingo Rademacher as Jax Jacks
Rachel Ames as Audrey Hardy
Robin Christopher as Sky Chandler
Shell Kepler as Amy Vining
Denise Alexander as Leslie Webber
Chad Brannon as Zander Smith
Dylan Cash as Michael Corinthos Jr.
Cynthia Preston as Faith Roscoe
Real Andrews as Marcus Taggert
John O'Hurley as Ted Lansing
and
Ted King as Lorenzo Alcazar
and
Thaao Phenglis as Victor Cassadine

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[ ** a note about characters above ** ]
[ ** While some are not with the show any longer or are assuming other
roles on other shows, I have decided to keep the character continuity
to bring back the actors who played that part within the context of
which this work of fiction will be presenting. ** ]

[ ** General Hospital and its characters are property of ABC/Disney
and its subsidiaries. No infringement of copyright is intended and is
used here solely for the purpose of dramatic purposes....and for
rectifying a terrible injustice. ** ]

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CHAPTER ONE:

The hospital was quiet, too quiet, but that didn't upset the balance
of the nurses and doctors who did their work within the walls of this
hallowed place. To the staff and volunteer workers, General Hospital
was a sanctuary. A place to go where they could forget their daily
troubles and aid those who need their attention. Here, doctors and
nurses worked in tandem to heal the sick, repair the wounded and give
comfort to those who were sick and dying. It wasn't within the realm
of possibility that their work was a job. It was their livelihood.
Their calling. The care they took in the presentation of their
hospital showed that they cared, deeply. For those who needed their
help, they would be there....

The chief nursing station on the fourth floor was being manned by a
medium height woman. Her shoulder length reddish hair was curled under
and swept back off her fine features making her large brown eyes easy
to see. Dressed in her nurses uniform, Bobbie Spencer checked boxes on
a form clipped to a steel patient's chart. Making notations on the
bottom with regards to a dosage she just administered to a woman in
405 with a heart condition, she noted that the chief cardiologist on
call wished to be informed if the patient's condition changed. Bobbie
went to pick up the phone when the elevator doors opened. Her smile
became wide and welcoming as she saw a person step off the elevator
onto the floor.
"Well hi there big brother. What do I owe this visit?"
"Barbara Jean, you always think it's about you," said her tall,
folically challenged brother Luke Spencer.
"It usually isn't. It's always about you Luke."
Luke placed his hand over his heart and feigned being wounded,
"Ouch, was that supposed to mean something darlin', cause if it is,
I'm not feelin' it."
Bobbie smiled hiding a laugh behind her lips. Needn't let him
feel he got her a good one. "Seriously, what are you doing here?" she
asked concerned.
"It's nothing," Luke said putting up his hands to calm her.
"Lulu is just in for her checkup. She caught a cold and Laura's
worried."
"Oooh, I hope she's going to be alright," Bobbie said concerned.
"Since her transplant, it's more important that she not catch
anything."
"Yeah well that's the reason Laura wanted to bring her in. It's
nothing I told her, but you know Laura."
A young student nurse brought a slip of paper to Bobbie's
attention and then slipped quietly from the nurses station. Bobbie
gave it a cursory glance then placed in one of the cubby holes on the
desk to acces later.
"Anything wrong?"
"No...," she paused, "At least not right now. Luke, what do you
know about a guy named Lorenzo Alcazar?"
"Well I know his brother took a leap out of a penthouse window
and landed splat on the pavement about twenty stories down, why?"
"It's nothing..."
"When you say it's nothing Barbara Jean, it's usually something.
Now what made you ask your terribly handsome brother about this guy?"
Bobbie scratched her chin looking pensive. She was searching for
the words to say when the elevator doors opened again allowing a woman
carrying a child to get off. At this, Bobbie smiled openly and warmly,
greeting the two.
"Well hi there Leslie Lu, how are you?"
The little girl's blue eye's sparkled as the light from the
flourescent beams overhead caught the irises. "Fine," she said shyly.
"It's just a cold," said Laura, Luke's wife and lifeline. "Dr.
Jennings said that she just caught a few sniffles from being out in
the park the other day. Lulu and this little boy were playing and he
had a runny nose."
"Where is he, I'll kill him?" Luke smiled.
Laura grinned at her husband. "What are you going to do when she
goes out on dates?"
"Not my daughter. Any guy steps within ten feet of her I send
him bye bye."
Bobbie laughed. That one she couldn't supress. "It's good though
you brought her in Laura. It might have been something else, you can
never tell with someone with Lulu's medical history."
"Well if I can keep my husband from killing her future
boyfriends, I'll take the both of them home. Coming?" Laura asked
looking at Luke.
"Just a minute," he said turning back to his sister who stood
behind the counter. "Do you want me to do some checking with my
buddies about this guy?"
Bobbie thought a second, "no, I'm sure it's nothing."
"What's nothing?" Laura asked.
"It's just something Bobbie asked me about."
"Something, or someone?" Laura stated more as an affirmative
query.
Luke avoided her question.
"Luke," Laura pressed further. "Look, if this is about Stefan, I
won't have it."
"It's not about Vlad...not this time."
Laura stood holding Leslie Lu close to her body as she glanced
at both her brother and sister-in-law. Suddenly she grew
uncomfortable.
Luke saw this and touched her arm trying to put her at ease.
"Darlin', it's not about Stefan, I promise."
Laura was still not put at ease. She knew that somewhere back in
the back of Luke's mind, there was a stray bullet waiting for Stefan
somewhere.
"I'll see what I can find out for you Barbara."
"If this is going to cause anything between you and Laura,
don't."
"It's okay."
"What's his name again?" Luke asked taking out a pad of paper
and a pen.
"Lorenzo Alcazar," Bobbie said watching Luke write the name down
on a piece of paper.
"I'll go see Sonny. It sounds like this guy is trying to pick up
where his lowlife brother left off."
"Tread easy," Bobbie advised.
"Hey Barbara. You know me. Mr. Lightfoot."
"I thought that was one of your aliases?" Laura remarked.
"The passport's in my knapsack."
"Oh Luke," Bobbie chided as Luke placed his hand on Laura's
waist leading her back toward the elevator.
Luke pressed the button on the panel as Laura hoisted Lulu back
onto her hip. She looked at Luke pensively as they got onto the
elevator. She looked to Bobbie as the doors closed.
Bobbie stood for a moment biting her lip before she picked up
the phone to complete her interrupted call.

From his vantage point in the PH 4, Sonny Corinthos could see
most of Port Charles. He loved this view most of all at night when the
lights of the city were ablaze and he could see the lights from
General Hospital's rooftop illuminating the helipad. He though of all
the times he'd been to the hospital over the years, first with Stone,
then with Lily now with his current wife. Within his heart, he knew
he'd loved all the women in his life: his mother, Lily,
Robin...Brenda, but the women he'd chosen to spend the rest of his
life with, was the one. The one that he knew he'd always love, always
pledge his undying faith and trust in. Now that she was carrying his
child, nothing would part them. Nothing.
Sonny was brought out of his reverie by the sound of bare feet
on the stairs. He knew those steps. Those almost child-like pads on
the marble he'd come to know so well. Turning to the stairs, his eyes
danced with joy and with admiration. Holding out his hand, he beckoned
her to him.
"What was it those poets said about love?" Carly said taking
Sonny's hand.
"What poets?" Sonny asked.
"Those ones who wrote all those plays and verses about the moon
and the sun and the stars."
"They took one look at you and were speechless," Sonny said
taking Carly into his tight embrace. "Mrs. Corinthos."
"Is that so, Mr. Corinthos?"
"Yeah."
"Yeah?"
"Yeah," Sonny broke out in a hearty laugh as he put his lips to
Carly's. "You taste good," he said kissing her deeply.
"Yeah...well, ummmm," Carly tried to say as Sonny continued the
kiss.
Sonny held onto her tight, his body pressed against the bulge in
Carly's abdomen. He felt a twinge emanate from her swollen stomach.
"This kid is going to be a football player," Sonny said parting
from his wife and the kiss.
"Too violent a sport," Carly said smiling. "Nope, she's going to
be an oceanographer and work for Jacques Cousteau's people."
"Whales and fish?" Sonny asked.
"Why not," Carly said expressing her displeasure at Sonny's
questioning her choice of profession for their child.
"What if he can't swim?"
"She's in amniotic fluid, what's to learn about swimming?"
Sonny grinned, then cocked his head to the left envisioning the
sight of the child, his son, doing the backstroke in Carly's stomach.
"And what's all this crap about he? I'm carrying a girl this
time. A mother can tell."
"Did you know Michael was going to be a boy?" Sonny questioned
disbelieving.
Carly screwed her mouth up as she started biting her thumbnail.
"Wellll..."
"Wellll....," Sonny mimicked.
"Okay, I was wrong on Michael."
Sonny snickered.
"Oh shut up will you," Carly demanded. "You know what your
problem is?" she started at him as he went for the bar to pour a glass
of water.
"What's my problem?"
"You like to be right all the time."
"No I don't. I just asked a simple question about whether you
knew MIchael was a boy and you bailed."
"I did not!"
"Okay."
"What?" Carly grinned.
Sonny turned his head away lest he let Carly see he was smiling.

"Now who's bailing?"
Carly was about to go back upstairs when the door to the
penthouse opened and she saw Johnny standing there.
"It's Faith Roscoe," he said very displeased.
Sonny jerked his head that meant Johnny was to let her in.
Carly came to Sonny's side by the bar, taking his hand in hers
in comfort.
"I always thought you should be working for me," Faith said as
she entered the penthouse. "My perks are better."
"I get paid vacations and benefits," Johnny said snidely, "Why
would I leave Sonny?"
"Cause the hazzard pay ain't worth it."
Johnny stood aside and let Faith in, throwing her a dirty glance
as she entered. With a final gesture of disgust, Johnny closed the
door behind him leaving Faith standing in the entryway.
"What are you doing here Faith, disrespecting my employees and
making my wife uncomfortable."
"I wasn't aware that Snarly was uncomfortable," Faith said
glancing at Carly.
"See, you just can't say something nice. That filthy mouth of
yours just can't seem to muster something even remotely kind."
Faith cocked her head flipping her blonde hair back with a
dramatic flourish as she licked her red painted lips. "I'd call her
something nice if you'd show me some respect by sleeping with me."
Sonny's eyes widened, "I wouldn't sleep with you if you were the
last piece of trash under my shoe."
"Sonny," Carly motioned trying to keep some modicum of civility
to an already wosening situation. "Don't antagonize her."
"You should listen to the Missus," Faith purred. "Antagonizing
me won't win you any brownie points from the Five Families. Not to
mention the new player in town."
"What new player?" Sonny questioned.
Faith licked her lips again as she reached for the glass Sonny
had been drinking out of. She took a sip from it, leaving her lipstick
imprint on the rim. Handing it back to Sonny, she smiled wide.
"So deep into your domesticity that you don't see what's going
on if front of you."
"Say it Faith then get your ass out of my house," Sonny spit.
"A new player. I think he's after your territory. I've heard
he's the brother of the guy your former flame, now let's see what was
her name...Barbara, no, Barbie..."
"Brenda," Carly reminded.
"Ah yes, Brenda Barrett. The girl who threw you over for the
nice, tall Aussie. I can see why she did. He's so much more
handsome..."
"Faith, get to the point," Carly demanded. "If you have one
other than coming here to piss of my husband."
"Lorenzo Alcazar," Faith said in a seductive whisper. "Lorenzo
Alcazar." I heard he's deadlier than his brother."
Sonny clinched his teeth as his eyes grew dark.
"See, even Barbie didn't tell you everything now did she. I
guess that pillow talk wasn't as stimulating as it could be with me."
"JOHNNY!" Sonny yelled.
The door opened again and Johnny entered.
"Throw out this piece of trash," Sonny said taking Faith by the
arm and pushing her toward Johnny.
"With pleasure." Johnny grabbed Faith's other arm and guided her
rather forcefully over to the door shoving her into the hallway.