I own nothing. Everything regarding to General Hospital goes to the rightful owners.


I opened the door to Michael's room to see the same sight; Michael in the hospital bed and Carly asleep on the chair next to him.

"Hey, Carly," I shook her shoulder, waking her up.

"Hmm," she opened eyes, "hey, BJ."

"Hey," I said, "you know that you shouldn't spend the night here anymore. It's not good for you or the baby.

Carly and her husband Jax found out that she was pregnant a few weeks ago. Although they are happy about it, it was hard to enjoy it knowing that Michael was still in a coma.

"I'm going to tell you the same thing that I told Jax; when I get further along with the pregnancy I will start going home more, but until then I'm going to stay here with Michael as much as possible. I want to be here when he wakes up."

This is what I loved about Carly; she was loyal, protective, and caring to the ones that she loved, but she was so stubborn and hardheaded. She wouldn't let anyone tell her what do, even if they were trying to help her.

"Carly, you need to think about the baby and take care of yourself. I know that you want to be here, but there's nothing wrong with going home at night to sleep. We don't need you to end up here as a patient because you're not taking care of yourself."

"That's what Bobbie said."

"Mom's right. You know it and I know it; now you hang out here for today but tonight you're going home to sleep in your own bed, even if I have to drag you there myself."

"I'm not leaving my son," she insisted.

"Ok, think about this then. How do you think Michael is going to feel when he wakes up and finds out that you made yourself sick because you were too busy worrying about him and not taking care of yourself, and was always here?"

I walked out of the room, not wanting to get into a big fight with her. The stress wasn't good for her or the baby, and I didn't want to add to it.


"Morning Epiphany," I told Nurse Johnson when I walked up the Nurses Station.

"Nurse Jones," she replied.

Epiphany was one though woman; she's a great nurse and she didn't take any nonsense.

"OR 3 needs to be prepared for surgery, Dr. Hunter has a patient who needs surgery first thing," she handed me the files.

"I'll get on it right away,' I told her. I knew that it was better to do what she said without any questions, arguing, or complaining; unless you wanted to get an earful from her.

After I finished up and headed back to get my next assignments I ran into Maxie getting off the elevator.

"Oh, good. There you are," she said.

"Hey, what's going on," I asked, not sure if I wanted to know.

"I need your help dealing with Lulu," she said.

"Okay. Let me stop you right there," I said, "I'm not getting in the middle of this. It's between the two of you and you guys need to work this out yourselves."

"But Lulu is ruining my chances of fixing things with Spinelli," she whined.

"Well, can you blame her," I explained, "you stole Johnny from her and broke Spinelli's heart; it doesn't surprise that you're not her favorite person, or that she's trying to help her friend from getting his heart broken again."

"Oh, my god," she exclaimed," you are totally on her side!"

"No, I'm not," I defended, "you guys are both my family and I can see both sides, but that doesn't mean that I'm going to choose one; like I said, I'm staying out of this."

"Well, how am I supposed to get Spinelli back?"

"You could try to honestly patch things up with Lulu for starters," I offered, "then show Spinelli that you've changed and that you really do care about him."

"You really think that will help?"

"Well it probably beats anything that you've come with."

I love Maxie, but there were times that she was a complete handful. She always seemed to want something that she couldn't have, and when she went after it nothing good ever happen. However, despite her faults, she was a good friend and was always there for the people she cared about when it mattered most.

"Alright, fine," Maxie sighed, "I'll try to be nice."

"Attagirl," I put my arm around her shoulder and led her back to the elevator, "look I got to get back to work. We can talk more later ok?"

"Okay, bye." She waved as the elevator doors shut.