Chapter 9: Stolen Kisses

Carly sat in the hospital on one of the scratchy waiting chairs. She twiddled her thumbs, praying that Sonny would be all right.

She knew that Sonny wasn't the best or morally right human in the world, but he didn't deserve to die like this. No one deserved to die like this. She covered her face with her hands. This was all her fault. If she hadn't let Sonny go, he would still be alive and with her.

She let out a short cry but immediately stopped herself. There was no need to worry. Sonny would be just fine. He had to be. He just had to be.

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Jason stared up at the stars that were just peeking out in the dark sky. Besides the fact that they were stranded here with no way out, the island wasn't too bad of a place to be. It was calming in way that back home never had.

Brenda tossed a few feet away from him, and Jason gave up on sleep. There was too much buzzing going on in his mind for sleep.

He turned his head, and he just glanced at the sleeping figure of Brenda. He sighed; he had to get her off the island. She needed to get back home, and so did he.

****

Ric ended up walking Elizabeth home. Elizabeth was about the shut her door, but Rick stopped her by saying,

"Hey, are you going to be okay?"

"Yeah," said Elizabeth, giving a half fake smile. "I'll be fine."

"I can stay with you for the night, if you want," Ric offered awkwardly. After asking, he became very interested with his feet. A genuine smile crept onto Elizabeth's face.

"That would be nice."

Ric stared at the floor still, wrinkling his nose. "Ah, just 'nice'."

"No, I want you to stay. I really do."

"You do?"

"Yes," Elizabeth couldn't stop grinning. "I do."

Slowly, their two bodies moved in closer to each other, and their faces met in a kiss. Ric wrapped his arms around Elizabeth, and both of them stumbled inside.

****

Courtney was awakened by the sound of her television she had left on. She was about to leave and find Carly, but something new caught her attention on the television.

"In the latest news, a local of Port Charles, Sonny Corinthos, was shot by an unknown attacker. He is now in the hospital in critical condition. We'll have more information on his state later today."

****

Carly was awakened to the sound of people being rushed into the ER. Her eyes fluttered open, and it took her a while to realize where she was. The memories of everything that happened flooded back into her head, and she groaned.

"Mrs. Corinthos?"

Carly looked up a she saw a nurse near her. "Yes?"

"Your husband came out of surgery while you were sleeping."

"Is he alright?" Carly asked, apprehensive whether or not she wanted to hear the answer.

"Well, he isn't responding to the surgery well."

Carly felt as if the wind was knocked out of her. "Will he be okay?" asked Carly faintly. "Will he live?"

The nursed rubbed his hands together. "Only time will tell. Right now it is about a fifty-fifty chance of living."

Carly felt her legs give up, and she fell back into the scratchy couch.

"Ms. Corinthos, are you alright?"

"I'm fine."

"Is there anything you need?"

"My husband," Carly whispered.

"Excuse me?"

"I said that I need my husband." Tears began to weal up in her eyes. For the first time since she found out that Sonny had been shot, she never felt more scared.

****

Jason was awakened to a breeze coming by, sending chills up his spine. He went to get up, but his ankle prevented him. He rolled over and ran into something solid.

"Ugh, get off me."

Jason's eyes opened, and he saw he Brenda's face right next go his.

"ARG!" he cried, and he flung his body away from Brenda's, which had been right next to his.

Now Brenda's eyes opened, and she was about to make a comment when her eyes grew wide and her face filled with repulsion. She asked,

"What. . .is that?"

"What's what?"

"There's something wrong with your foot," Brenda said, pointing to Jason's bare foot.

Jason looked down, and he saw that one of the bones in his foot wasn't how it should have been; the bone was almost protruding out of his skin. Two of his toes and his ankle were swollen and bruised.

"Your foot's really broken badly. Here let me see."

Brenda crawled over to him and began to examine his foot. Jason winced when she moved it or touched it.

"You're an idiot," Brenda said after a while.

"What?"

"I said you're an idiot. You have obviously been in pain this entire time but decided not to tell me. Was it hurting even when you left to go search for food?"

"I'll be fine, and I am fine."

"Jason, you're hurt. Now will you let me help you?"

For a minute, Jason just stared at Brenda, and he felt his heart beating faster suddenly.  He felt like a schoolboy just about to ask a girl to the dance for the first time- nervous, almost giddy.

Stop it, Jason ordered himself, this is just Brenda. Just Brenda. . .

****

Courtney shut of the television, threw on some new clothes, and burst out her door on the way to General Hospital.

Once she arrived, she began to search for Carly.

"Courtney?"

Courtney spun around at the sound of Carly's voice, and she saw Carly standing there, sunken eyes showed her she was having a fitful time.

"Carly, I came as soon as I heard. Is he okay?"

"Well, he's out of surgery, but he isn't doing so well."

"Have you seen him yet?" Carly shook her head. Courtney hesitated before asking her next question.

"Not to get seem like I'm not worried about Sonny, because I am, but have you heard from Jason yet?" Courtney asked.

****

After a few more moments of silence, Brenda said, "Alright, so we just aren't going to talk now?"

"Sure," Jason mumbled.

"'Sure' what? We aren't going to talk?"

"Sure you can help me."

Brenda gave a small grin and picked up Jason's foot and began to roll up his pant leg. She began to fiddle around with his foot, and, for some reason, Jason couldn't take his eyes of her.

In that few minutes, he knew he'd never be able to forget the way Brenda's hair fell in her face, the way her tongue slightly stuck out of her mouth in concentration, and the way her eyes seemed lighted up despite their situation.

Brenda felt Jason's glace, and she looked up at him. For a moment they both just stared. Brenda was the first one to move. She took Jason's foot off her lap and moved her body toward Jason's.

There was a short moment when Jason and Brenda's faces just stayed where they were, a few inches apart, but the gap between their faces soon ceased. Brenda had moved in, and Jason felt Brenda's lips suddenly pressing against his.

His mind went blank; there were not thoughts in his head. All that was there were Brenda and him, and the moment. He felt as if his heart stopped beating.

Brenda's hands began to run up and down Jason's face, and Jason finally realized what was happening. Brenda was kissing him, and he was kissing her.