A/N:Ever have a story that just won't leave you alone?I've had this idea in my head for a while now and decided to take a stab at it. Takes place after Courtney's death and will center mostly around Sonny/Alexis...but other pairings that'll be used are: Nikolas/Emily (though I am/was a NiCo fan), Carly/Jax, Robin/Patrick,Jason/Sam...with other pairings and characters...anyway...

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Rubbing his eyes, Sonny pleaded himself to stay awake. Taking a sip from the bottle that sat at his side, he sighed. This wasn't the way it was supposed to be. This wasn't supposed to happen. Courtney had died three days before, and other than Jason, the only person who had seen him since was Max.

Max now stood in the doorway, contemplating leaving the room. The first visitor to come through in nearly a week was now standing in the hall, and Max was unsure of how Sonny would react. said, clearing his throat.

"Yes?"Sonny muttered, not even looking at his bodyguard.

"There's...There's someone here to see you.She says it's important."

Taking another swig from the bottle, Sonny wiped his mouth. "She?"Sonny asked, still not turning his head. "Tell...she...whoever it is...that I can't see them right now. I'm busy."

Scanning the floor, seeing the files strewn on the table and the blinds drawn, Max drew a breath. He was never one to defy his boss, and he didn't want to start. But drastic times called for drastic measures. And this was as drastic as any. "Boss...She said it's urgent."Max insisted, allowing her into view.

"Sonny."Alexis said simply. She felt a pang of sadness echo through her when she saw the state he was in. It looked like he hadn't shaven in days, and even from her postition in the doorway, she could see the bags that clung to his eyes, pleading them to shut. "Sonny, when's the last time you slept?"

He shrugged, still not bothering to look at her. "I don't know.What's it to you, Alexis?...Why are you here?"

Alexis edged herself further in the room, still trying to keep some distance. "Because noone else is.Everyone else is afraid.Sonny...the boys are worried about you. Kristina is, too.Carly would have come but-"

"But what?...She's too busy?...Everyone is, Alexis.Emily couldn't even come...she just left a message on my machine saying that she hoped things were better but that until things straightened up, the boys were better off with Carly. Robin left a note with Max...even Jason..."Sonny stopped, rubbing the back of his neck. "This is my fault."

Deciding that it was safe, Alexis sat gingerly on the couch beside him. "No,it's not.What happened to Courtney was noone's fault, Sonny. I'm not going to sit here and let you wallow in self pity...in doubt.There's noone to blaim. The doctor's did everything they could...and you have a beautiful nephew to prove just that.Sonny-when are you going to realize that you're not the only one who is upset here?Who's sad?"

Her reaction seemed to surprise Sonny and at long last, he turned his face toward hers. "Since when did you care?"

Alexis sighed, looking around the room. Papers were tossed everywhere and in the corner was a smashed picture frame. Going over, she picked it up. She wasn't sure when it was taken, but it was of Courtney and the boys. Running her hand across the picture, she felt her eyes brim with tears. "I'm sorry, Sonny."Was all she could say.

"Why are you here, Alexis?...Making up for lost time?Rubbing it in my face that yet again I've lost someone I care about and yet you still have everything?"Sonny said, standing. "Well, I'm tired of it, okay?...I'm...tired of losing people around me...people that I care about. But the world just goes on...doesn't anyone care that my sister died?Courtney never asked for this...all she wanted was to be a mother.And now that child...her child...will never know her."

Silence. He hated silence. Throwing the empty bottle past Alexis, it cascaded into a million pieces against the wall. Silence.

Alexis had closed her eyes during that moment, praying that she wouldn't get hit. Praying that he wouldn't know the reason as to why she was still there. "Sonny."She said, catching his attention.

"Yeah?"

Shaking her head, she struggled to find the right words. "Go upstairs...take a shower...shave.Sleep if you have to.Just...clean up."

Shrugging, Sonny edged closer to her. "Why?...What's it to you?"

Gazing into his eyes, she drew a breath. She'd never admit it, but she felt sorry for him. "Look...I know it's not worth anything to you...but I've been where you are right now. Okay?...When I lost Kristina...I had so many people crowding around me trying to help...but I wouldn't let thim. Sonny-I'm not going to say that I know how you feel. Because I don't. But what I do know...is that I'm here to help you.So...go upstairs...clean yourself up."

What she had said surprised even Alexis herself. Allowing a tear to escape, Sonny nodded. "What are the chances that you'll be gone when I get back down?"He asked on his way to the stairs.

Bending down to pick up the wrapper of the bottle he had thrown, Alexis shrugged. "I don't know.Depends on wether or not you want me to leave."