PG-13 for some...uh well you'll figure it out.

Chapter 10

"Alexis…Alexis…baby don't poop out on me now…" Sonny gently shook his wife. "Com'on sweety, you can't do this to me."

"Mmmm." Alexis stirred slightly. "Fivemoreminutes."

"Oh no…none of that, you've got to finish what you started."

Her eyes fluttered open. She looked at Sonny with a pout. "I'm tired."

"You're tired? I'm the one doing all the work here." Sonny complained. "And we've still got to feed Radar."

Alexis shot up. "No…we don't have to feed Radar…un huh that's all on you 'Mr. Fun Dad'. I won't get near that thing with a ten foot pole. Those poor little mice."

"Okay, that's more like it." Sonny smirked and started to thrust back and forth. "I like you feisty."

Alexis made a face. "I'll give you feisty." Using her legs she flipped them over so that she was on top. She smiled and squeezed as much as her worn out muscles would allow. Then she released them quickly and pulled up and slammed down.

"Have mercy…"

She pulled up again. "Who's feeding the slimy snake?" She dropped down hard.

"Me…me…" Sonny promised. "I'll do anything you want."

The TV sounded from the drawing room. Nik and Sam lay on opposite sides of the divan tossing popcorn in the air and trying, somewhat unsuccessfully, to catch it in their mouths. Actually, Sam caught about 9 out of 10 kernels, Nikolas was more 6 out of 10.

"Ew…they're poking the school teacher's eyes out…gross."

"Hitchcock isn't gross, Sam, he's the master of suspense."

"Whatever you say AAAAAAAAACKKKKKKKKKKK!" Sam screamed and jumped a foot off the couch. Nikolas looked over to Michael and started laughing. He held his hand up and Michael returned a high five. "Glad you boys thought that was amusing."

"It was…very…" Nikolas hit pause on the VCR.

"Michael it's after midnight, why aren't you asleep?"

He shrugged. "Don't know."

"Well you need to go back to bed, Mom would flip if she knew you were awake."

"Could I stay up and watch the movie with you guys?"

"No…" Sam stood, "It will give you nightmares."

"It will not!"

"Okay, but it's gonna give me nightmares…so I'll walk you back upstairs." She turned to Nikolas. "Let's watch this again sometime…in the middle of the day. Okay?"

"Wussy." Nikolas replied with an eye roll as he pressed the play button.

She smoothed the black satin sheets with her hand and climbed in. She made sure to sit up, and grabbed for her glasses…where did her glasses go? How could she read without her glasses? And if she wasn't reading she was bound to fall asleep and Sonny would kill her. She blew a stray hair off her forehead and got back out of bed.

"Don't move." Sonny commanded. He walked up behind her. "Ohhhhhhhhhhh a teddy?"

"I figured we need to christen our room, and it won't fit much longer."

Sonny nuzzled her neck. "I feel slightly under dressed."

"Did you feed the snake?"

"That depends…which snake are you talking about? Hmmmm."

"Don't you ever wear out?"

"When will we ever have a night like this again…I'm not wasting a second of it." He pulled her into his arms. "I love you Alexis Davis Corinthos."

"I love you Michael Corinthos Jr."

Sam stopped Michael just before they reached his room. "So what's wrong?"

"Nothing…" Sam slid down the wall and sat cross legged on the floor waiting. Michael sighed and sat next to her. "Do you…do you ever wonder about your real dad?"

Sam considered for a minute. "The sperm donor?"

Michael smiled awkwardly. "Yeah…"

"All the time." Sam admitted. She'd never told this to anyone. "When I was real little and it was just me and mom I used to think he'd swoop in and save us…from what I'm not sure, but I thought he was some prince charming that could do it all. Mom worked so hard and I just thought she'd be around more if my 'Daddy' was there to help." She shook her head.

"But then she married Dad…"

"Yep…and I was so happy…but after a while two parents meant twice as many people telling me what to do and when to do it. And so then I'd always think about my 'Daddy' showing up and rescuing me from my unreasonable parents. I'd say things like 'You can't tell me what to do, you aren't my real dad.' Or 'If my real dad was here, he'd let me.'" Sam let out a groan.

Michael studied her face. "You never say anything like that anymore."

"Yeah…well…at some point I realized how much it hurt them. I mean…Michael…our parents are the best, there isn't anything they wouldn't do for us. And my 'real' dad, he doesn't even know I exist. And it's not because Mom didn't try. Aunt Kristina told me she wrote to him repeatedly, but the letters kept coming back. He's never even called once in all these years to see how she is. If he doesn't care about her, he probably wouldn't care about me either….

"So now I mostly wonder what he looks like, if I have his eyes, if he had anymore kids. If he loves them, the way Mom and Dad love us. Someday, I want to find him…but just out of curiosity, I don't need him, I already have a dad." Sam exhaled audibly. "Why?"

"Huh?"

"Why did you want to know?"

"I was just wondering. You never talk about it."

"Is this because what Helena said to you?"

He nodded. "Sort of. I don't want to tell Mom, she's so freaked out."

"Helena's bad news, but Mom knows you are going to be curious. At least you've met Carly."

Michael shook his head. "Yeah two whole times that I can remember."

"Well, Bobbie can tell you about her."

"Can you? Can you tell me about her…what you remember?"

Sam bit down on her lower lip. The last thing she wanted to do was recount to Michael her experiences with his 'mother'. "It's been a long time Michael, I don't really…"

"You didn't like her did you."

"Well…I mean…that's not fair Michael…"

"And what about my dad…the real one…where is he?"

Sam had to stop herself from saying that no one knew who his father was…that she doubted Carly knew. "He…probably doesn't know about you."

"Yeah…Probably. I'm sort of tired now."

"Michael you can talk to Mom and Dad about this stuff. Really, they're cool with it."

"No…maybe I could have last month, but that lady messed everything up." Michael rose and walked to his door. "You don't have to meet your dad to find out if you have his eyes…you've got Mom's eyes. Goodnight Sam."