"Hey Molly, Alexis." Michael greeted them when he and Abby entered Kelly's a day later.

"Michael! Abby!" Molly smiled broadly. "Maybe Michael can help with Kristina!" She said brightly to her Mom.

"What's wrong with Krissy?" Michael asked immediately.

"Uncle Sonny didn't show up for their weekend away." Molly informed. "And she's downright depressed."

"I tried to warn her." Michael sighed, pulling up a chair. "She's still not talking to me though, ever since I lied to her about Ethan and Abby. She probably wouldn't listen."

"She's taken it pretty hard." Alexis was honest with him. "I'm surprised she hasn't told you yet."

"I'll try to text her." Michael shrugged.

"Don't bother. She has it turned off." Molly stressed her word. "Her phone." She repeated for effect. "She has it turned OFF."

"This is bad." Michael sat back and looked at Abby; who looked meaningfully at her watch.

"I hate to be a nag Michael, but we need to get back to the office." Abby didn't want to be late over Kristina's latest drama; there always was one. "We only stepped out for a quick lunch."

"You go ahead. I think I'm going to go see Krissy and check in on her. She's still pretty mad at me and I don't know if she'll talk to me right now, but I've got to try." Michael told her. "Can you tell Edward?"

"He's not going to like it Michael." Abby warned.

"He'll understand." Michael decided. "Actually, Molly you can help me there. Remember how Edward promised to give you an interview about business? If you go do that now he'll be less perturbed at me. Can you do that?"

"I can do that!" Molly agreed redily. "I can go back with Abby!"

"I don't know." Alexis sighed. "Molly, you shouldn't get involved with Michael's job."

"I'm not. I'm catching a ride to conduct an interview that I had already requested with Mr. QUartermaine Mom." Molly sighed, picking up her laptop. "It's Ok, isn't it, that I go with you Abby?" She asked hopefully.

"Sure." Abby softened. "I'll even promise to bring you home in time for supper."

"Bye Mom!" Molly kissed Alexis' cheek as she nearly tore out the door.

"I'll walk you to the car." Michael stood and followed Abby out the door; meeting Sam on the way in.

"Hi." She sat down across from Alexis. "How's Krissy?"

"Not good." Alexis sighed. "And I could just kill Sonny."

"I could too." Sam agreed. "I wish I had better news."

"Did Jason speak to him?" Alexis asked.

"He didn't speak to him but he did find out where Sonny is." Same had discussed what she was going to tell Alexis at length with Jason and they had come to a solution. "You and Jason are going to see him tonight. Jason is meeting you at the airport to take you. I'll stay with Molly and Krissy."

"Hey." Michael opened her bedroom door when she didn't answer. "Listen, Krissy, I know you are still really mad at me but I came to see how you're doing." Michael entered the room and looked down at his little sister, who was curled up in her bed, wound in blankets and dwarfed by pillows. She wouldn't look at him and simply turned over and ignored him. His heart broke as it was the first time that she had ever turned away from him.

"I'm sorry Krissy. I tried to tell you not to get your hopes up." Michael sighed. "I know that you're still mad at me about lying to you about Abby and everything, but please, you're starting to scare me. Talk to me." Michael sat down on the edge of the bed and laid a hand on her shoulder. Still no response.

"Krissy, at least realize what I'm trying to tell you." Michael said gently. "I am trying to tell you that he didn't do it to just you. He's disappeared from all of our lives, but I know it hasn't been easy for you and he hasn't helped by pushing you."

"Krissy; he didn't mean to hurt you." Michael stood up. "He's just chasing after Brenda because she left. He's hurt himself. And he'll be just as upset as you are when he gets home and realized what he's done to you." Kristina continued to ignore him and pulled the covers around her more tightly.

Sam had the door opened before he actually knocked that night. "Ethan."

"Sam." Ethan nodded at her. "I wanted to check on Kristina. She isn't answering my texts."

"She isn't answering anyone's." Sam let him in the door and closed it behind him. "Her phone is off."

"Can I see her?" He asked just as Molly bounded down the stairs.

"Well, she won't open the door for me." Molly announced and immediately looking hopeful when she spotted Ethan. "Oh, Ethan; good, you're here. She'll definitely open her door for you!" She grabbed his hand and tugged him upwards.

"Hold it little sister." Sam put a stop to that one. "I don't think Mom would be OK with Ethan going up to Kristina's room."

"I know she wouldn't." Ethan agreed. "Why don't you tell her I'm here, that may work."

"I'll try but it won't be the same as you demanding to see her. She wouldn't refuse you." Molly complained, turning up the stairs and marching to Kristina's room.

"Kristina, Ethan's here to see you." Molly called out knocking on the closed door. "Kristina, did you hear me?" Molly tried again. "ETHAN is here." She stressed. She tried a few more times and then walked miserably to the top of the stairs and sat down, staring at Sam and Ethan.

"Just tell her I was here and am here for her, OK?" Ethan asked finally, running a hand through his hair.

"I will." Sam sighed.

"Let me go in first." Jason told Alexis as they stood outside the door.

"We go in together." Alexis shook her head. "That way, you don't have time to warn him I'm going to kill him."

"Fine." Jason sighed. He opened the door and led the way through the suite to the bedroom where he figured Sonny was since he wasn't to be found in the outer suite. In the bedroom Sonny was wrapped around a brunette; sound asleep. Alexis was outraged and nearly screamed to wake him up however; she spotted something that gave her a better idea. She picked up the bucket with the chilling champagne and read the label. It caught him off guard which meant he missed anticipating her next action. His eyes bulged as Alexis dropped the bottle to the group and tossed the contents of the bucket on the bed. Sonny and the brunette jumped awake, startled by the mixture of ice and water thrown on them. Sonny looked at Jason, cleared his eyes then quietly said a few words in Spanish. The brunette glared, sliding out of bed and disappearing through an archway.

"At least you got the hair color right." Alexis finally spoke, chosing her words carefully. "What in the hell are you talking about and doing here Alexis?" Sonny slurred. It took her a full second to look at him and draw conclusions. Which infuriated her more.

"You are filthy rotten DRUNK." She accused. "You are, aren't you?" She demanded.

"I am." Sonny reached for the glass beside his bed and was startled when she reached out and slapped it away. He rose and pulled on his white shirt, moving slowly around them. "Damn it Alexis." He poured himself another drink from the decanter on his dresser. She simply picked up the decanter and threw it against the wall and watched the brown liquid ran down the wall.

"That;" She said decidedly after her brief study. "Looks like less tears than our daughter shed when you broke her little heart this weekend." She accused.