Title: Falling
Author: Ashley Marie aka AbayJ
Rating: NC-17 (For Slash, Language, Violent Themes)
Disclaimer: If I owned anything, I'd be rich!
Genre: Alternate Reality/Romance/Angst/Humor/Drama/Slash/Songfic
Couples: Courtney/Carly, Faith/Skye, and Alexis/Sam (no, they are not related, Alexis is NOT her mother.) (Hints of: Journey, LuSam, CarSon, Rexis, Jaxis, SkyLo, and Laith.)
Summery: A look into the lives of women in Port Charles.
Key: Italics Song lyrics
Author's Note: Mostly this story will contains slash between two sets of women. You are warned!
Author's Note II: This song is The Secrets In The Telling by Dashboard Confessional
Author's Note III: I decided first person sounds better for this fic...later on, if it gets confusing, let me know and I'll change it.
Author's Note IV: I'm a review whore, so pay the fare and make me happy :)

Falling

Part I: The Secrets In The Telling

The signal is subtle...We pass just close enough to touch...No questions, no answers

She was different, I could tell, she still had some innocence about her, maybe that was why I was drawn to her. I knew her of course, she was my husband's best friend, wife. We had shared dinner before, even a bottle of wine. But we didn't really communicate outside of that. Why would we? It's not as if we really cared what the other did. She went on with her life, I went on with mine, and it worked. But now she was here, looking sad, angry, and dissatisfied with life in general. Not unlike me.

"Late to be out tonight?" I say when she takes the last step to the pier. I had been standing her for an hour now and I was beginning to get cold, but I wasn't ready to go home. I wasn't sure if I would be able to ever again.

"I could say the same." She mummers and wraps her coat closer around her and moves to stand next to me. I could feel her warmth radiate.

"How do you stay so warm?" I ask, making simple conversation because it seemed easier then anything else. Easier then asking her why she was here, or having her ask the same. After all, how did you tell someone you were avoiding home because your husband hated you and the world.

"Layers." She says and turns her head and give me a small smile. I smile back, first genuine smile of the night.

"Layers, I'll have to remember that." I say quietly and she nods.

"I should get home, you should too Carly." She mummers, and I nod, but neither of make any move to leave. I guess both of us were avoiding home.

"I don't want too." I say, she looks at me again and I just shrug, what was the use of not saying the truth. "Do you?" I ask her. She probably did, she had the perfect husband.

"No, not really." She says and makes me eat my words nearly. I guess assuming wasn't always the best thing.

"Wanna go to Jake's?" I ask, I needed a stiff drink.

"I was already there." Her yes were focused on the icy water. "But I can join you for another." I only laugh and give her a nod and smile when she turns to me.

We begin to walk, our shoulder's nearly bumping each other. This could be fun, and I began to wonder why we had never down this before.

We know by now to say enough...With only simple words

"Watch where you are going!" I yell when a person bumped into me, I was in a hurry. I didn't need all of this, I didn't need to be bumped into by some blind idiot. Then I look up and notice it wasn't just anyone, it was one of my best friends. "Skye...oh, sorry." I tell her and back away. She looked different. She looked sadder, if that was possible.

"It's okay...Where are you off too?" She asks and looks at my blood cover suit. "Never mind." She says, she knew my job, after all, who didn't. I was the black widow, mobster queen of all of Port Charles.

"I didn't kill anyone." I say in a hushed whisper. She was one of my few friends that weren't involved in this world. Instead, she was against it, probably because of Lorenzo. He had nearly gotten her kill and had gotten their daughter killed, which I was sure, she would have preferred to be dead.

"That's a wonderful idea." She mummers with a sarcastic flint. I only role my eyes. She looks back at me and grabs my wrist this time. "We need to get you cleaned up." She says and begins to drag me towards her lake house. I only follow because she was right.

With only subtle turns...The things we feel alone for one another

"May I sit here?" I ask as I look down at the small raven hair woman. It was late but Kelly's seemed full. Kelly's actually never seemed to be empty though.

"Sure, go ahead." She mummers, not looking up and I grin to myself. It seemed if most people were to busy to do anything anymore. As if the menu was more important then looking at the person to see who would be sharing your table.

"Thanks." I mummer and sit down. The girls were already in bed at the hotel, but I had desire to stay there. I had needed to get out and some how, I wound up here.

"No problem." Her voice stops me and her smile nearly shocks me. For some one who had just seemed so rude at first, she was actually totally different. "I'm sorry, I was looking at something on my shirt...stains bother me."

I only smile, knowing they did me as well. I hated stains, on my clothing or my daughters. "No problem, I know exactly what you mean."

"I had a feeling you do." She only says and lifts her menu back up, not before I see her small smile.