OK so I'm suffering from some serious writters block on the other story and decided to start this one. Not sure where I'm going with this but we'll find out. Hope you enjoy!

Fathers, Sons, Sisters and Siblings – Chapter 1

Sonny is sitting by Kristina's hospital bedside holding his sleeping daughters hand in his. Dante stands at the door watching the man who less than a month ago shot his own son. Sonny had been by Kristina's side since she was brought in 24 hours ago.

Dante had yet to have visited his little sister, his little sister wow did that sound weird. Dante was never going to get used to the fact that he was a big brother. Dante thought back to that first day he met Kristina at Sonny's house and she helped was willing to help him escape. Or the day she asked his advice about sex and guys at Kelley's. It hit him like that gunshot, his little sister was having sex. Not only was his little sister having sex but she mentioned something about her boyfriend not treating her right. Was it possible the boyfriend had more to do with this then anyone thought? Something didn't sit right when he found out Kristina accused Ethan. Ethan was always so protective of Lulu and the way Dante was treating her that it just didn't make sense that he would go after Kristina.

Dante knocks lightly on the door careful not to wake the sleeping Kristina. Sonny turns to find his eldest son standing in the door. Sonny stands as his son enters the room.

"Did you come to see your sister?" Sonny asks.

Dante nods. "I was going to come last night but I didn't want to overwhelm her. How's she doing?"

"She's doing better. She's didn't sleep much last night, crying out, not making much sense. Patrick says she will be able to come home tomorrow. He says the swelling will get worse before it gets better."

"Has she said anything more about what happened?"

"What more is there for her to say? She told us all that Ethan attacked her. Are you saying you don't believe her?"

"I'm not saying she was lying but I think there is more to the story than she is telling us. First why would Ethan call the 911 and ride with her to the hospital if he was the one that beat her up?

"Maybe he figured Kristina wouldn't remember."

"I don't know Sonny something just doesn't add up and I'm going to find out what really happen."

"You do that Detective Falconeri." Sonny walks back over to Kristina's side and sits down. He talks Kristina's hand back in his and Dante can see the exhaustion on his father's face. His father, that's the first time he's ever thought of Sonny as his father. Sure he's referred to him as his father in the general sense while talking with others but never in his head has that happened.

"Look you where here all night? I can sit with her for a while if you want to leave, go get some rest or just go get some coffee or something."

"I guess I could go get some coffee. Alexis went home to get some clothes and things for Kristina and should be back soon."

"Go we'll be fine, just go."

Dante watches as his father, as Sonny leaves the room. He turns back to Kristina laying there in the bed. He takes his sisters hand in his.

"Oh kiddo what am I going to do. Every time I think I have that man figured out he does something that surprises me. I guess I should have expected him to be here by your side. From what they told me he was there in the hospital the whole time I was I guess I don't know anymore." He stops and looks down at the hand that is starting to move in his. Kristina's one good eye opens slowly.

"Daaante dowing hre?" Her words difficult to understand through bruised and battered lips.

"Shush honey." Dante squeezes Kristina's hand in his. "I'm here because I was worried about my little sister and I had to see for myself that she was all right." A stray tear runs down Kristina's cheek, soon followed by another. "Hey don't cry. I didn't come here to make you cry." He says reaching up to brush a tear away. "Come on now no more tears. I don't do well with mushiness. I'm a detective and I have a rep to uphold."

Kristina cracks a small smile. "See that's more like it. Now it seems to me that we have 16 years to catch up on. Since you can't talk very good right now I guess I'm going to have to make the sacrifice and tell you all about me."

Over and hour later standing outside his daughter's hospital room Sonny listens as his son tell his sister about how at the age of 13, he and Ronnie stole the statue out of the school courtyard and reassembled it inside the Sister's Mary Margret's office. The pair continued to laugh over how Olivia, while not much bigger than her son proceeded to make it impossible for Dante to sit down for a week afterward. If this was the only way to get to know his son he would take it.