As this is an AU, Sonny is not a cousin of Abigail here and a few other character's fate have been altered.
I thought about a Buffy's(sic) soundtrack of an episode called "the gift" and it was perfect here.
Will was prostrated, knees bent, face in his folded arms, inaccessible to Sonny who felt like an intruder. He tried to change that and put a cautious hand on Will's shoulder but it was shaken away. Sonny didn't want to add anything to Will's distress and wondered how he could help. Did Will need time to process things or should he take him out of this state by talking? He chose the latter. He didn't want Will to feel alone in this. "Will, darling, did you know about this?" Will's hair moved a little from side to side. Sonny felt weak. He ground his teeth and went on "Did you learn something else? Does she want to talk to you?" "Don't know..." It was a pained whisper. "I'm here, Will. I love you." "How come you still want to be?" Will finally raised puffed eyes to him. Sonny wanted to fly to the states and punch that girl that had trapped Will like that. His muscles were aching with the restraint. Very softly he said "What kind of a man would I be if I let you down when things go sour? I wouldn't be worthy of you." The gratitude in Will's eyes made all the rest inconsequential. Sonny swore they would go through this. "My father is a lawyer. A good one. I can ask him to assist her, if that's what you want?" "I don't know..." Sonny sat just next to Will and slid one arm around his shoulders. Will was trembling. "Are you mad at her?" And that's when Will told him...
Sonny remembered about the explosion, actually. He had read it on the news and had called his parents immediately. Luckily they were unharmed and so was the rest of his family. Two or three people had died. He didn't know them. But Will did. They were his uncle Jack (Will had a lot of uncles and aunts apparently), his best friend T and another friend, Melanie. She wasn't killed in the explosion actually, but by her kidnapper. Nobody had really known the man's motivation, as his actions had led to the explosion and he was killed too. What Gabi had just told the police was that she was the one who hired him. To kidnap her friend Melanie. Because she was obsessed with Melanie's boyfriend, Chad. It sounded pathetic. To Sonny, it also sounded surreal. His mind had already twisted itself around to accept the idea of a baby in his life and now, he had to take in all these facts as well as Will's suffering.
"So, are you flying back to Salem?" "No. Not yet. My mom and dad are the one flying to Zurich. They want us to meet here and discuss our options." "OK, then I'll come with you." Will looked at him with such emotions, Sonny's breath was taken away. Which meant Will could talk uninterrupted "I really, really would love that. But, Sonny, even though you mean everything to me now, even though I love you and trust you, I have to decline." Sonny refused to panic but his breathing barely returned. "You don't want my help, when you most need it?" "I do want it. But Sonny, if we look at things objectively... My parents never heard of you. My daughter's birth will be a life-changing event for me as much as for them. They won't think you can be privy to it or give your opinion. I'll tell you everything, I'll ask what you think, I promise, but I don't want to have to fight them about this. Because, and this is the second reason, this is going to be a fucking rodeo. Lots of yelling and threats... I'm used to it but I don't want you to be upset."
Sonny looked through the windows at the old stone walls of the ancient Edinburgh buildings. Instead of fascinating and beautiful, they now looked dark and gloomy. He could see some dark stains, a few broken chips... He couldn't stay here anymore. But if that was what Will needed... "So, you want me to wait for you here?" Will sighed "Only if you want to. Maybe you could choose a new destination. I would love you to enjoy yourself. Actually, I need you to be happy. That will be one thing less to worry about and you can call me and tell me about it..." His eyes were almost begging, but his voice was determined and, for Sonny, sexy as hell. So, they used the brand new computer sitting on the old wooden desk. Sonny went on his last-minute-flight sites and booked him and Will a flight to London. From here, Will would go to Switzerland and Sonny to Ireland. Then they skyped with his dad. Justin knew Will and liked him a lot. He seemed prudent about Gabby, though "I don't know if I can be objective enough. I knew all the people who died well." "So did I, Mr Kiriakis. She's pregnant with my child. I'm angry but I want to protect my future daughter's interest." Justin paused then replied "I'll tell you my answer soon. We'll keep in touch. I'll call you later, Sonny." With that done, they silently agreed to put everything aside and just focus on them. Sonny didn't press for sex. He still wanted Will, after already making love to him twice that day, but he chose to take care of him. He prepared a bath, thanking Charlie and his folks for this perfect place, where he could try and heal Will. While Will relaxed in the steamy water, Sonny prepared a late-night snack. He took his time, carving the vegetables and working on the plate layout. Will came from the bathroom, looking ten times better and Sonny's soul squeed. He led Will to the couch and put the plate on the coffee table. Will's eyes sparkled and Sonny felt he had climbed a new mountain he didn't know yet. He fed Will like a baby bird. He even got a smile for a second. He kissed it and brushed Will's soft, fair hair then massaged it a little. He heard a "Hmm... That feels good..." so he took Will to the bed, took out the towel he was still wrapped in, took in his young, virile body, then turned him on his belly and gave him a long, tender massage. He thought Will would fall asleep but when he brushed his back at the end, Will turned and took him in his arms. Sonny felt protected and safe. That Will could still procure that was incredible.
They spent the whole flight and airport time joined at the hip. And the arm and the shoulder. Heads touching too, sharing their mind somehow. Will was going to face the music, take decision, demand answers from Gabby. Sonny was going to live his last days of freedom. "You know what, darling?" "Yes?" "I considered telling you to be open-minded and of you meet someone else, it would be OK for me." His voice faltered "But I can't. You're making my life bearable. Worth the pain. I hope you'll save yourself for me." Sonny felt victorious. He had gotten through to Will. What still worried him sick was Gabby. Because now he was tied to her and her child, as much as he was tied and glued to Will.
He walked in the streets of Dublin, ready to meet Benedict, who had finished his trip, while a part of him accompanied Will to his family meeting. He sent positive thoughts to his man and prepared himself for the emerald nature that awaited him.
