EVIL

Part Seven

Sonny stared into nothing for another moment. Relived the scream that had come from the woman pregnant with his child. He'd pulled it from her. How, he wasn't sure. Things were a blur, but he knew it. Just like he knew he'd nearly touched Carly that night so long ago when she'd found him.

He shook it off. Felt the beads of slick oil fly from his hair. The slimy filth was everywhere he looked. He couldn't get clean, didn't want to. He tipped his head back, into the sofa and let his eyes start to drift shut. There would be dreams there he knew, but reality was so many nightmares anyway.

The door snapped open and Jason came through calling his name. He rubbed his eyes and began to sit up. His body wanted rest, needed rest, craved it.

"Hey."

"Hey. How are you feeling?"

"I'll be better if I can get out of here." He rubbed his lips and anchored his elbows on his knees.

"Ok, we'll move you to a safe house immediately. Think you can eat?"

"Nah."

Jason left a bag of food from the No Name anyway and went out to arrange for the move. It wasn't necessary to ask why he couldn't just go across the hall and home. He wanted to protect the boys who were probably already bad enough without their parents without having him show up unable to really function. He poked at the steamed vegetables. Jason came back in.

"They're setting it up but… we have an issue."

"Sam. How is the baby?"

"They're ok, bed rest for the remainder of the pregnancy."

Sonny's head hit his hands. He'd done it with his own hands, he'd nearly taken the life of his own child and her mother.

"They're fine but they can't put in new stitches and they are worried about the pressure on the remaining ones. Which is most of them. It's just a precaution Sonny."

"Carly."

"Still nothing."

"The boys."

"Are holding their own. Shaken, but having Bobbie so close, and Lucas, helps. Even Luke came by."

"Luke?"

"Max said he left upset. Grumbled all the way to the elevator doors."

"Huh."

"We need to talk about Sam."

"You said she was ok. The baby…"

"Physically they are both fine, healthy. But Sam's a little freaked out. She said she's seen you upset before but that this was too much. She doesn't think she can ever be around you and not it."

"Ok."

"The baby too, Sonny?"

"She'd…"

"That's what she says. Now I think once things get back to normal and you two sit down and work things out she'll realize that she's over reacting. I'll try and calm her down." He kicked a piece of ceramic rubble with the toe of his boot. "We'll work it out."

"Maybe not. Maybe she's right. What I am, it shouldn't be around children. I shouldn't be. It's dangerous."

"What are you talking about, Sonny? You'd never hurt Michael or Morgan." Jason just stared at him. Sonny knew that Sam was right. Only Carly had been able to get him to believe that he could have children, love them, their mother, and be happy. But when had that happiness ever lasted. Every time they turned around it seemed their world was destroyed.