(God, I reread the first part and there are so many typos, sorry. Thanks
for all the feedback. Here's the 2nd part! Oh, I own Gavin Fascinelli. But,
no one else. I really don't know that much about Sonny's enemies so I made
one up. Enjoy!)
A New Life-
Chapter Two-
Sonny had raided every possible way to get out of town. He cancelled all flights, all trains, and all taxis. But she was already gone. Jason had found out that she had left town by train, under the name Carol Spencer. Clever.
"Jason, I don't want any of you to stop until you find her." Sonny said, his voice cold.
"I'll tell them, but Sonny, if she doesn't want to be found. . ." Jason left the sentence hanging.
Sonny could see pain in his best friend's eyes. Jason and Carly were close. She had left him a note too, saying she was leaving. Sonny cursed himself. How could he have been so stupid? Everything that had been going on; Alexis, Brenda, God, even all his focusing on the warehouse.
He had pushed her away. Made her feel unwanted, like she wasn't his first priority. But she was, damn it! She was! Always! Sonny then turned and slammed his fist into the mauve colored walls of the halls in the penthouse. Jason flinched, but didn't interfere.
"God, she left." Sonny whispered.
"We'll find her." Jason said quietly.
"No we won't. She's smart, she knows how to hide." Sonny said.
"She went to Michigan." Jason said, making Sonny's head snap up.
"Michigan?" He repeated.
Jason nodded, "Benny found it in the records."
"What the hell is in Michigan?"
*
Snow.
And lots of it.
Carly trudged off of the train, balancing her little boy, two bags, and her purse in her hands. Michael was still asleep, thank God. But, his weight was getting to her, adding to her fatigue. Carly managed to get her map out and she glanced it over. She knew where she was going.
Nowhere here.
By now Sonny and Jason would know that she was in Michigan. So, she was going to Chicago. Yeah, risky business going to another city that was run by an enemy of Sonny's but he'd never look for her here. Carly turned around and went back to the teller.
"2 for Chicago." She said, glancing at the times.
"What's a girl like you traveling so late at night with a child for?" The man asked.
Carly shrugged, "Best time to travel." She said adding a southern twang to her voice.
"You from the South?" He asked, buying it.
"New Orleans." Carly lied, shifting Michael on her hip.
"Been there once. Mardi Gras, crowds are thick as hell." He said with a low whistle.
"Can't blame the festivities." Carly shrugged, then asked, "How much is the ticket?"
"Fourteen., but I'll take seven. You look like you've been traveling awhile." He said.
Carly smiled, "You're very generous, thank you."
*
The train wasn't crowded so she and a still sleeping Michael sat in the back. A girl who looked a little younger than Carly was sitting a few seats up smiled at them tiredly. She had a small child, a girl maybe three. They both had fire red hair and piercing green eyes.
"Hi, I'm Leah." The girl greeted.
"Caroline." Carly said.
"Your son's beautiful, he looks like you." Leah said.
"Thanks you. So is your daughter." Carly said, smiling.
"Chicago bound too?" Leah asked.
"Yeah, don't know where too next, though." Carly answered, leaning into her seat.
"You running?" Leah asked, her eyes sympathetic.
"Something like that. My husband. . ." Carly trailed off not knowing what to say.
"He hurt you?" Leah asked.
"No! No, not beating or anything. He just. . .he has a newborn with another woman. It's a very long story. We love each other. . .it's just not right." Carly shook her head and sighed, closing her eyes.
"You got a place to stay?" Leah asked.
"No."
"Stay with me. I got an extra room. Just until you get on your feet or figure out where you're going."
Carly opened her eyes and looked at the girl, "Thank you."
And so a new life started. A new beginning. A new chance. But was it worth it all? All the pain?
It damn well better be.
*
Sonny stood next to the window, gazing out at the harbor, a drink in his hand. Jason walked in and looked at his friend. He was distraught. The last thing h needed was the news he was to give him.
"Didn't find her. . .did you?" Sonny asked quietly.
"No. She's not in Michigan." Jason answered.
"She thinks that I want Kristina and Alexis more than her an Michael." Sonny said.
"She did what she thought was right." Jason told him.
"Carly's never been noble, why start now?" Sonny asked angrily.
"Can you blame her?" Jason asked him, getting a little angry, "All this time, she's been going through crap with everyone. Her Mom, AJ, Jax, Brenda, you. Every time you push her away, she thinks that you want someone better than her. Like Angel, remember her? And Brenda. And Alexis. Now you have a child with Alexis. Something she tried to tell you. But, you didn't listen. Carly feels guilty because Michael isn't your full-blood child. She feels bad because she can't give you that baby. Think about it." Jason said, defending his friend.
Sonny half-turned to meet his eyes, "That. . . just might be the most I've ever heard you say." Sonny said, a dull twinkle of amusement in his eyes. Dull, but still there.
"Maybe." Jason said.
"What if we don't find her?" Sonny asked.
"Then we don't find her."
"But, she's alone. With a child. What if she gets in trouble." Sonny trailed off, sighing and sipping his drink.
"Carly won't let anyone push her around. You know that. She's fine. She'll be fine." Jason said.
Sonny didn't know whom he was trying to convince. Him, or himself.
"Yeah. You find out who was working at that station?" Sonny asked.
"Yeah. Name's Don Welder."
"I want to talk to him."
*
Carly had gotten Michael and herself settled, at least for now. Leah had just put her daughter, Allie, to bed. Carly sat at the kitchen, a steaming cup of coffee in her hands.
"Finally got her to sleep." Leah smiled as she sat down next to her.
"Yeah. Michael was already conked out so. . ."
"So, why Chicago?" Leah asked.
Carly lips pursed, like they always did when she was annoyed or pissed off, "Well, my husband would never expect me to be here."
"Oh. Where're you from?" Leah asked.
"Port Charles." Carly answered.
"Wow. Was it nice?" Leah asked.
"Very. Sonny and I owned a penthouse complex. It overlooked the harbor, beautiful." Carly answered, smiling.
Leah stared at her for a moment, "Sonny? As in Sonny Corinthos? You're Carly Corinthos?"
Carly nodded, "Yeah."
"Ohh. That's not good. Chicago's ruled, for lack of better term, by Gavin Fascinelli. He *hates* Corinthos!" Leah exclaimed quietly, as if someone where listening.
"I know. And that's why I came Sonny would never think to look here for me." Carly said, her eyes shining.
"Never."
TBC
A New Life-
Chapter Two-
Sonny had raided every possible way to get out of town. He cancelled all flights, all trains, and all taxis. But she was already gone. Jason had found out that she had left town by train, under the name Carol Spencer. Clever.
"Jason, I don't want any of you to stop until you find her." Sonny said, his voice cold.
"I'll tell them, but Sonny, if she doesn't want to be found. . ." Jason left the sentence hanging.
Sonny could see pain in his best friend's eyes. Jason and Carly were close. She had left him a note too, saying she was leaving. Sonny cursed himself. How could he have been so stupid? Everything that had been going on; Alexis, Brenda, God, even all his focusing on the warehouse.
He had pushed her away. Made her feel unwanted, like she wasn't his first priority. But she was, damn it! She was! Always! Sonny then turned and slammed his fist into the mauve colored walls of the halls in the penthouse. Jason flinched, but didn't interfere.
"God, she left." Sonny whispered.
"We'll find her." Jason said quietly.
"No we won't. She's smart, she knows how to hide." Sonny said.
"She went to Michigan." Jason said, making Sonny's head snap up.
"Michigan?" He repeated.
Jason nodded, "Benny found it in the records."
"What the hell is in Michigan?"
*
Snow.
And lots of it.
Carly trudged off of the train, balancing her little boy, two bags, and her purse in her hands. Michael was still asleep, thank God. But, his weight was getting to her, adding to her fatigue. Carly managed to get her map out and she glanced it over. She knew where she was going.
Nowhere here.
By now Sonny and Jason would know that she was in Michigan. So, she was going to Chicago. Yeah, risky business going to another city that was run by an enemy of Sonny's but he'd never look for her here. Carly turned around and went back to the teller.
"2 for Chicago." She said, glancing at the times.
"What's a girl like you traveling so late at night with a child for?" The man asked.
Carly shrugged, "Best time to travel." She said adding a southern twang to her voice.
"You from the South?" He asked, buying it.
"New Orleans." Carly lied, shifting Michael on her hip.
"Been there once. Mardi Gras, crowds are thick as hell." He said with a low whistle.
"Can't blame the festivities." Carly shrugged, then asked, "How much is the ticket?"
"Fourteen., but I'll take seven. You look like you've been traveling awhile." He said.
Carly smiled, "You're very generous, thank you."
*
The train wasn't crowded so she and a still sleeping Michael sat in the back. A girl who looked a little younger than Carly was sitting a few seats up smiled at them tiredly. She had a small child, a girl maybe three. They both had fire red hair and piercing green eyes.
"Hi, I'm Leah." The girl greeted.
"Caroline." Carly said.
"Your son's beautiful, he looks like you." Leah said.
"Thanks you. So is your daughter." Carly said, smiling.
"Chicago bound too?" Leah asked.
"Yeah, don't know where too next, though." Carly answered, leaning into her seat.
"You running?" Leah asked, her eyes sympathetic.
"Something like that. My husband. . ." Carly trailed off not knowing what to say.
"He hurt you?" Leah asked.
"No! No, not beating or anything. He just. . .he has a newborn with another woman. It's a very long story. We love each other. . .it's just not right." Carly shook her head and sighed, closing her eyes.
"You got a place to stay?" Leah asked.
"No."
"Stay with me. I got an extra room. Just until you get on your feet or figure out where you're going."
Carly opened her eyes and looked at the girl, "Thank you."
And so a new life started. A new beginning. A new chance. But was it worth it all? All the pain?
It damn well better be.
*
Sonny stood next to the window, gazing out at the harbor, a drink in his hand. Jason walked in and looked at his friend. He was distraught. The last thing h needed was the news he was to give him.
"Didn't find her. . .did you?" Sonny asked quietly.
"No. She's not in Michigan." Jason answered.
"She thinks that I want Kristina and Alexis more than her an Michael." Sonny said.
"She did what she thought was right." Jason told him.
"Carly's never been noble, why start now?" Sonny asked angrily.
"Can you blame her?" Jason asked him, getting a little angry, "All this time, she's been going through crap with everyone. Her Mom, AJ, Jax, Brenda, you. Every time you push her away, she thinks that you want someone better than her. Like Angel, remember her? And Brenda. And Alexis. Now you have a child with Alexis. Something she tried to tell you. But, you didn't listen. Carly feels guilty because Michael isn't your full-blood child. She feels bad because she can't give you that baby. Think about it." Jason said, defending his friend.
Sonny half-turned to meet his eyes, "That. . . just might be the most I've ever heard you say." Sonny said, a dull twinkle of amusement in his eyes. Dull, but still there.
"Maybe." Jason said.
"What if we don't find her?" Sonny asked.
"Then we don't find her."
"But, she's alone. With a child. What if she gets in trouble." Sonny trailed off, sighing and sipping his drink.
"Carly won't let anyone push her around. You know that. She's fine. She'll be fine." Jason said.
Sonny didn't know whom he was trying to convince. Him, or himself.
"Yeah. You find out who was working at that station?" Sonny asked.
"Yeah. Name's Don Welder."
"I want to talk to him."
*
Carly had gotten Michael and herself settled, at least for now. Leah had just put her daughter, Allie, to bed. Carly sat at the kitchen, a steaming cup of coffee in her hands.
"Finally got her to sleep." Leah smiled as she sat down next to her.
"Yeah. Michael was already conked out so. . ."
"So, why Chicago?" Leah asked.
Carly lips pursed, like they always did when she was annoyed or pissed off, "Well, my husband would never expect me to be here."
"Oh. Where're you from?" Leah asked.
"Port Charles." Carly answered.
"Wow. Was it nice?" Leah asked.
"Very. Sonny and I owned a penthouse complex. It overlooked the harbor, beautiful." Carly answered, smiling.
Leah stared at her for a moment, "Sonny? As in Sonny Corinthos? You're Carly Corinthos?"
Carly nodded, "Yeah."
"Ohh. That's not good. Chicago's ruled, for lack of better term, by Gavin Fascinelli. He *hates* Corinthos!" Leah exclaimed quietly, as if someone where listening.
"I know. And that's why I came Sonny would never think to look here for me." Carly said, her eyes shining.
"Never."
TBC