The limo ride to General Hospital was dead silent. You could hear a pin drop. I had my headphones in my ears and I searched through my iPod for a song that I would want to listen to you. Then the song, "In The Arms of an Angel" came on and I ripped the headphones out of my ears. Sonny looked at me, confused. He didn't look to long, after he realized that I knew he was looking at me. "Sonny?" I asked and he turned his head back at me. "If I die…"

Sonny butted in, "You're not gonna die… I promise." I shook my head and sniffled. I was trying so hard to be strong and hold back my tears.

"You can't promise something like that, Sonny. We're all gonna die eventually. Some sooner than others. My time is ending. I just have to face the facts," I explained to him.

"People have been diagnosed with leukemia and lived. Just because you have this Cancer doesn't mean your going to drop dead," he informed me. I sighed and let out a long breath.

"I know, but I just… something about this whole ordeal gives me a gut feeling that I am not going to have a happy ending," I whispered to him.

"Not if you keep thinking that way," he let out right before the car stopped in the General Hospital parking lot. I stared at him for a few seconds before opening up my door. I speed walked to the entrance. He followed me, slowly, not wanting to get the brunt of my negativity.

I waited on the lobby couch for the doctors and Sonny. A nurse named Elizabeth Webber came over and gave me some papers to sign. I asked her not to mention my visit to anyone, afraid it would get back to Johnny and she agreed. As I finished signing the papers, Sonny walked into the lobby and sat down next to me. "I hope you don't mind," he started, "but I came here earlier and asked Robin to consult on your case. I just want you to have the best." He patted my thigh and I let out a long breath.

"Thanks," I muttered. He knew I wasn't to pleased with the fact that so many people were getting involved, but I was touched on how he wanted to help me so. I sat, curled up, on the lobby couch until Elizabeth came over to me again. She grabbed my papers from the coffee table I had placed them on and told us, "Hi Ms. Zacchara, Mr. Corinthos, Dr. Scorpio is waiting for you in room 114." She walked back to the nurses station and I stood still.

"Would you come in with me?" I asked hesitantly. He smiled and nodded his head. I stood up and he grabbed my arm.

"Before we go in I have something to give to you," he told me, searching in his suit jacket for my gift. I smiled, knowing how much I loved presents. He pulled out a long, black, velvet box and he handed it to me.

"You didn't have to get me anything," I whispered to him; flattered.

"I know, but on my way here I passed a jewelry store and I saw this and I thought of you right away. I had them put it on a white-gold chain for you," he explained his reasons to me. I opened up the box extremely interested. Inside was a beautiful red, ruby, diamond ring hanging from a white-gold chain. I gasped on the verge of tears. I laughed. "I remembered that red was your favorite color and I figured that it could be your good luck charm through out all of this."

"I love it, thank you," I admitted. I took the necklace out of the box and slipped the box into my clutch. I gave him a quick kiss on the cheek and then asked him, "Would you help me put it on?" He nodded, yet again, I guess that's his signature thing to do these days. He clasped the lock and chain together and soon enough the red, ruby, diamond was hanging from my neck. I hugged it in my palm and held onto it real tight. I could feel the luck bouncing within my body. I smiled at him and then we walked off hand in hand to Dr. Scorpio's evaluating room.