You Are It For Me

by ra1chan05

This is a 2-shot of an incident that happens in the life of supercouple Will and Sonny. Will (aged 41) and Sonny (aged 38) have a great career of their own and are married with 3 kids. Will goes through a mid-life crisis. But how will Sonny take it? Will he keep up his promise of never leaving his first love and his sweetheart of over 20 years? Reviews are greatly appreciated!

1. Chapter 1

32-year-old Alice Horton-Ferguson made an evening snack for her 10-year-old twin nephews, Chandler Kiriakis-Horton and Eric Kiriakis-Horton. The boys had just come home from school. Whenever she came down to Salem, the boys would be running around her, happily chatting and asking their famous chef-aunt to prepare their favorite dishes. But this time, not only was her visit unexpected that day but also things weren't smooth in the Kiriakis-Horton household. When asked what they wanted to have, they said anything would be fine because they weren't their enthusiastic selves because of what happened between their parents a few days ago. But Allie, as she was fondly called, knew what they liked and went into the kitchen after sending the boys to freshen up. She affectionately served them the food and dropped them at their tennis coaching school.

While Allie was having her evening tea, she heard a car coming toward their sprawling bungalow. She went into the hallway to see the person alighting from the limo. For a few seconds she couldn't recognize the well-built man with ruffled blonde hair and what looked like a 4-day-old scruff, carrying a suitcase. "Allie" the person forced a smile as he stepped into the house. "Will! Wha…what the hell?" Allie shouted raising her hands. "How you doing, Allie?" Will said in a sober tone as he sat on the big couch. "Forget it! What's going on here? What really happened between you guys that you abandoned your family and went all the way to Honolulu for surfing?" Allie's expression was a mix of anger and curiosity. "Sonny didn't tell you? How did the information about my stay reach?" Will said keeping his gaze down. "Well, let me answer your second question first. You might have brilliantly thought about taking pleasure in torturing your family by not revealing your whereabouts. It was, indeed, not a simple job for Sonny, as your mom-in-law told me. He got the information from the airport authority with a lot of pain in order to ensure that the media don't come out with the 'Salem's Former Mayor Goes Crazy!' thing. And, Chad DiMera's sister, Kristen, was holidaying at the same resort as you were. Now about your first question…No. All Sonny told me that you weren't ok and just stormed out of the house. Also, poor guy is totally messed up. Some emergency came up at one of the CG's and then, little Caroline was running a temperature…" "What? My Carol is not keeping well?" Lines of worry were visible on Will's forehead. "Yes. An hour ago, Sonny and Adrienne took her to the hospital, and just a while ago Sonny texted me that they have taken some tests and are waiting for the results." "Oh my god! What have I done?" Will buried his face in his palms. "Yeah. This is the stupidest and most horrible thing ever done by a 41-year-old wise man!" Allie raised her eyebrows. "What about the boys? Are they ok?" Will gave his trademark sad puppy look. "Of course, they are angry and worried about their runaway father. Now, they have gone for their tennis coaching…So, are you going to tell me or not?" Allie frowned as she served him tea.

~~Flashback~~

Will's POV

The past few weeks have been so stressful and depressing. Our party had lost the elections. And, the worst part is that the winner is a disgusting homophobe. I was quite detached from my husband and my kids. But they were very understanding and gave me the much needed space. My husband, Sonny, took complete care of the kids and the household. He has been doing that for several years ever since I started devoting more time to my political career. And, on that day, came the news that a few of the most potential members of our party had joined hands with the opposition. Several emergency meetings were held at my office annexed to our Kiriakis-Horton villa. The end result of those meetings did not yield anything fruitful. As I stepped into my house with a heavy head feeling, my twins Chandler and Eric came running toward me. "Daddy! Daddy! Guess what? Our robot model won the best innovation award!" Chandler was all excited. "And, you know what? Both of us have won a trip to the science museum in Seattle!" Eric was in a "eureka" mode too. "Wow! I'm so proud of you guys!" I forced a smile, and that was all I could do in that moment because I felt completely lost. "Thanks, Daddy! Could you please come to our room so that we can show the PPT of our work" Chandler grinned. "Ah…um…kids, I'm having a bad headache right now. Shall we postpone it on, say, tomorrow evening? Please?" I rubbed my forehead. Both were disappointed by the lack of enthusiasm I displayed but they politely nodded and went back into their study room. "Dayee!" squealed my 2-year-old daughter Caroline as she flailed her hands and legs toward me, trying to jump out of the hold of her nanny, Anna. I just smiled and kissed her cherubic cheeks "Oh sweety! Daddy's not well now…" and glanced at Anna, who immediately understood and took Carol away, much to my baby girl's crying that her daddy didn't even hold her. But I couldn't help it. I really couldn't.

With eyes closed, I had stretched myself on the big couch in our bedroom, with the headset of my music player plugged into my ears. Sonny came home quite late that day. After checking on the kids, he entered our bedroom. "Hi, honey!" Sonny pecked my lips. "Hey babe!" I removed the headset and pulled him toward me. I badly needed some comfort from my husband. I pushed him on the couch and lay on top of him. "You…are…late" I whispered in between kisses, while opening his shirt buttons. "Sorry dear…I was working… on this… new… coffee flavor…" Sonny said through the kiss. "mhmm?…I…can… smell… that... It's good…" I said as the kisses descended Sonny's neck. "Isn't it? And, it tastes amazing too! Cameron helped me to get the right composition. He is so talented!" Sonny whispered as he massaged my scalp. That instant, I stopped kissing and looked at him and frowned. Cameron is a 27-year-old Jamaican. He is one of best coffee experts in the country and was hired a couple of months ago by Sonny to sample some of the new flavors to be introduced at all the CG's. I had seen him only once…he very much defines 'tall, dark, and handsome,' not to mention his infectious smile and calm and composed exterior. Sonny has great respect for him. And, I hated all of that. I'm probably jealous of a very hot supermodel-like guy working with my incredibly handsome husband, even though I'm not sure of his sexual identity. I never asked Sonny about that, as I didn't like talking about that guy. But that day, I lost my mind. "What? Sonny, it's half past 12! You couldn't wait to do it with that hottie tomorrow morning?" I blurted without realizing the double standard contained in my words. Sonny's eyes widened "Will, what are you talking about? I have been working really hard to get the right flavors on the menu! Ours is not just another chain of coffee houses! You know how with great difficulty I managed to hire that guy?" Sonny said in a sober tone. "Oh I don't want to hear about your muse and your endless compliments about him!" I clenched my teeth. "Will, that guy is straight and has a girlfriend, for god's sake! You have no idea how the past few months have been for me. I have to take care of things at home, our kids, dealing with the suppliers, the clientele, making sure everything is fine at all the locations… I wish I had more than a pair of hands and legs! How could you blindly think that I'm whiling away my time with Cameron? Sonny raised his voice. "Oh enough of being all about you! You have no idea about what I'm going through right now, Sonny!" I snarled at my husband. "What? All about me? Look who is talking! The truth is, Will, I DO know and understand VERY WELL that you have devoted yourself to your political career. Let me ask you something. Do you remember when was the last time you spent some quality time with our children, forget about spending some time with me other than in the bedroom?" Sonny smirked at me. "Are you trying to piss me off, Sonny?" I narrowed my gaze. "No. I'm not. I just want you to accept the truth. That's all" Sonny shrugged. "Ok. I'm done now. I can't take any more of this shit!" I violently threw the music player against the wall and stormed out of the room. "Will, wait!" Sonny became worried and followed me into my room. "Just leave me alone!" I shouted at him. Within a few minutes, I dumped all my stuff in a suitcase and walked out of the house, much to Sonny's plea.

(to be continued...)