Own nothing and am kinda glad given the current writing that is making Carly into a wuss. All charaters, original plot belong to ABC Corp.
Chapter 3
"Is that how you knew all the men when we were walking through the warehouse? Carly your past even knowing just his guards. You know every person he employs!! Are you sure you should give up on your guys relationship?"
"I do not know every person he employs, just the ones in Port Charles and a few in Miami and Puerto Rico."
"Just a few?" Lulu asked giving Carly her patented disbelieving stare.
"OK, I know like 70 of the employees in those two areas, but that's through Jason and not Sonny. Some of them still slip and call me Miss Benson." A few even call me Mrs. Morgan, but I really don't want her going into the whole "why aren't you and Jason ever going to get it together". I mean honestly doesn't she think I've done enough to poor Jason. I attempted to get him to notice me for how many years?
"Somehow that doesn't surprise me. Really I still think you two are meant to be and that fate is throwing you together all the time for a reason." Apparently that was a failed attempt at redirection.
"What are you talking about? Me and Jason are friends."
"Friends that are in love with each other, who should be married with kids and in your guys case a Harley. I mean really who did Jason tell first about Sam sleeping with Ric? You. Who did Jason tell first that Liz was caring his child? You. Who did he let comfort him after Alan died?..."
"Okay, okay I get it, relationship Nazi. You have divine powers of intuition that no one understands and a freakish logic that you swear isn't genetic. Amazing that I can honestly say you're related to me?" pretending to muse over the situation.
"Hey!! I do not have Spencer logic. If I did, nothing I planned would work out…" indignantly Lulu cried.
"Oh you mean like getting your dad to marry Skye or divorce Tracy, or get Dillion to love you, or being able to choose between the three lost boys. How's all that worked out for you again."
"Sometimes I don't like you very much."
"Good thing we're family and are obligated to love each other then. In the case of your last dilemma with the lost boys I think you should make a choice between Milo and Spinelli. Dillion has two strikes: he's a prat and a Quartermaine. Amazing how those two characteristics go together so well." I think I seen both those traits in Edward and AJ. Best for you to run now little girl, before I involve Jason into making sure his family is placed in check. You've already grown to fast, but you're on my timetable now and now it's time to be young.
"I still think that Dillion is an option."
"Short of bashing you over the head, I doubt I'll change your mind. You have school tomorrow and it will be another day for me to convince you as well. The boys are already asleep I am sure. Do you need me to have Max drive you home?"
"No, I drove Bobbie's Jeep. I'll call you tomorrow, but don't think I forgot about you moving past all my logical arguments for you and Jason. I did notice and this little chat isn't over. Don't worry about me and the three stooges, I'll figure it out. Bye."
"Bye." She said "And don't forget…""Yeah, I know…to call you if I need anything." Lulu cut in.
"Brat" Carly called affectionately as Lulu waved from the kitchen door. Carly moved towards the living room and found both her boys asleep on the couch and the movie only about half way through. They're so sweet when their sleeping. You'd never guess how much they are like me when their awake. "Michael, let's go to bed."
He grumbled softly and moved his head deeper into the pillow something sounding vaguely like five more minutes. Making Carly give a soft laugh at just how similar her boys were to her. "Come on Michael. Get up. I promise you can sleep as soon as we get you up the stairs and to bed and then I'll let you sleep in a little more than usual before school."
He grumpily stood up and sleepily walked-stumbled up the stairs with Carly following him carrying Morgan.
