Together: To Set a Trap
Hello everyone. Thanks for the reviews for last chapter. I'm sorry for the long wait. Can someone be on standby to tell me later on to NEVER post more than like, three stories at a time. I've got far too many! As for this one, I've actually hit the writer's block. But I'm hoping to get out of it soon. You know what helps me with that? Reviews.
Did you honestly expect me to say anything else?
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -Outside Jason's ICU Room
Sonny watched through the glass as Elizabeth kept talking to Jason. Her husband had long since fallen back asleep, but that didn't stop her. When Jason had been awake, he didn't go in. On the off chance he couldn't, he didn't want to wreck their time.
And having Jason envision Ric Lansing in the room wouldn't just wreck it, it would pretty much kill their time.
Not even Carly had gone in. Sonny'd had the suspicion that he would have ended up carrying her away from the room, but surprisingly enough she just sat quietly in a chair pretending to read a magazine.
"She still talking?" Carly asked from behind him. He turned to find the magazine long forgotten and Carly's tired but expectant eyes on him instead.
He sighed and walked away from the window that covered the wall. She moved her purse from the seat next to her to allow him to take it. Gratefully, he sank down into the chair. "Yeah. She should go rest soon."
Absently, Carly picked up his hand and began to play with his wedding band. "I know. But I feel like slime for taking her back to her room."
"She can't stay there all night." Sonny pointed out. He understood what she was saying though. At least Jason, whom he was taking care of, was stationary. Carly had to convince his obviously devoted wife to get back into bed and be a whole wing away from him.
Something Carly was all too aware of. "Think I can bribe her back with a milky way?"
Sonny let out a much-needed chuckle. It wasn't only what Carly said, but the hopeful tone of voice she said it in. "And where will you get the milky way."
"That's what vending machines are for." She pointed out, much to the annoyance of Sonny, who was bitter that after all the effort he put in to keeping his wife away from those types of things, there were people in the world who made machines dedicated to ruining all his hard work. "I mean, when I was pregnant, you definitely had a shot if you waved a candy in my face. Elizabeth might be the same."
Both quieted down, each knowing that not even a million dollars and a trip to Italy could pry Elizabeth from Jason. From his coat, Sonny's cell phone rang. He quickly answered, just like he always did, hoping for news.
"I hear your Jason isn't feeling too well."
Sonny stood up and walked away from Carly once he heard the distorted voice on the other end of the line. This is what he had been waiting for. "What did you do to him, you bastard?"
"Its not smart to insult the person who can save him."
He took a deep breath to calm himself down. Carly sent a quizzical look his way and he turned his back again. Hopefully she would get the message. Then again, if she did then she would snatch the phone up and scream at the person on the other end, so maybe keeping her in the dark was a good idea. "You have the antidote?"
"Yes."
The one worded answer was effective and Sonny didn't even have to say anything afterwards. The person calling knew that Sonny would do what he or she wanted to get that antidote, there was no reason to voice it.
"Meet me at the warehouse on pier 23 in one hour."
The line went dead but Sonny gripped the phone in his hand without hanging up for a full minute. After that his senses kicked in and he quickly got Johnny on the line to reiterate what had been told to him. He was confident Johnny could set up what they needed easily. And from what the phone call sounded like, Johnny was confident too.
Carly laid a gentle hand on his shoulder and he turned to look at her. One of the things that that he admired about her was her ability to get out her feelings easily. Even when she shouted them, at least he didn't have the problems other husbands did with figuring out why their wives were upset.
But this time Carly didn't say anything to him. She just stared, hand still on his shoulder. Her eyes conveyed all that they needed to. "I love you, be careful."
Though, she never spoke a word.
Not a liason-y chapter. I thought you all might like some Sonny and Carly. So you at least get a semi-mushy chapter for each couple before I send it all to hell again.
Please, review. Should I continue to post? Is everyone enjoying the story still? Let me know.