Show: General Hospital
Title: Las Vidas de los Corinthos'- Chapter 3
Disclaimer: See Chapter 1
A/N: OMG, guys, please don't kill me for taking so long to update. I've been really busy with
exams and Spring Break! Then, to make matters worse, I was all ready and rearing to go, I wrote
this chapter Sunday night, then… BAM! My f****ing computer lost everything that I stayed up till
eleven on a school night to type! So here I am, Monday evening trying to remember the good shit
I wrote you guys last night. Whew! Semi-rant is over. Anyways, to my reviewers, thanks again for
your comments. I'm really glad y'all are liking it so far, and I promise the story will get a
point...eventually! To Tigerlily, you know who you are, sorry to break it to you dear, but the way to
get Liz and Jason together again is not through the death of Courtney! But because I love you so
much, I think I'll oblige you with a little Sax. Also, at the risk of death by Liason fans, although I
am the biggest one out there, I'm not gonna let them get together at the end. Instead I'm gonna
make you guys sweat it out till… Las Vidas de los Corinthos- Part II which will be primarily
focused on those two, so don't hate me too much. Anyways, I'm rambling again – Estoy muy
loca! On with the show. Enjoy!
* * *
**"I'll never get enough of you…."**
Alexis sat bolt upright in her bed. Her breathing was heavy and erratic and her eyes wild.
Swallowing heavily, she turned her eyes to the glowing digital numbers on her alarm clock:
3:40 a.m.
Alexis groaned and flopped back onto her pillow, her silk pajama top clinging uncomfortably to
her sweaty skin. It didn't take a genius to know whom she'd been dreaming about, whom she'd
been dreaming about steadily for the past three months.
**Damn you, Corinthos!** Alexis cursed. Her heartbeat still hadn't slowed and she could feel the
heat still pooling in her stomach. Sighing softly, Alexis gave up all hope of going back to sleep
and slipped out of her bed and silently padded down the hallway, her footsteps muffled by the
thick carpet.
Making her way into the kitchen, Alexis flipped on the lights and reached in the pantry for her
coffee grounds. As her hand encountered the rough canvas bag, she smiled mirthlessly.
'Corinthos/Morgan Premium Coffee' the bag read. **Can't seem to get rid of you all day.** She
shook her head as, seemingly against her will, she dipped her head and inhaled the rich dark
scent of fresh coffee.
She couldn't help but think that this was how he constantly smelled like now that he spent most of
his time working in the newly rebuilt warehouse. How he had smelt today after she'd shown up
there. **Like coffee and cloves. Rich, spicy… devastatingly sexy!** Alexis blushed. **God I sound
like a dime-store romance novel! But he did smell damn good! Tasted damn good, too!** Her
blush deepened. **God!** her mind screamed as she slammed the pantry door more forcibly than
she'd meant to. **I'm worse than Elizabeth!**
* * *
Port Charles Grill (later that day)
"There you are," a husky Australian-accented voice spoke near her ear. "I've been looking all over
for you."
Alexis smiled up into the beautiful face of her ex-husband and godfather of her younger daughter,
Jasper Jacks. "Really? What do you want?"
Jax sat down without waiting for an invitation. "Do I need a reason for wanting to spend some
time in the company of one of the most beautiful women in Port Charles?"
Alexis lifted a perfectly arched eyebrow. "Do you really want me to answer that?"
Jax chuckled, his brilliant ice-blue eyes twinkling merrily. "You know me too well, Alexis." His
voice sobered however, and Alexis watched him with interest. "Actually I need to talk to you about
ELQ."
At the mere mention of the Quartermaine business, Alexis bristled. "Jax…" she warned.
"Come now, Alexis," reasoned Jax, holding up his hands in peace. "I know you're not comfortable
with the company---"
"The 'company'?" broke in Alexis sarcastically. "This has nothing to with whether I'm 'comfortable'
or not, Jax. Anything to do with those Quartermaine snakes is of no concern to me. I've washed
my hands clean. You know that," she continued icily.
Jax could not even look her in the eye. "I know full well, Alexis. But, heaven knows if this wasn't
important, I would never bother you with this."
"What the hell is going on with ELQ that is so important that you have to inform me of all people?"
"Well," Jax coughed and looked away again, " it's more to do with Kristina than you."
At the mention of her daughter's name, Alexis's eyes narrowed to slits. "Again, I ask you what the
hell does ELQ have to do with me?" she asked through clenched teeth.
"Well, the Annual General Meeting is to be called later this week," Jax explained, "and dear ol'
Edward has requested the presence of Ned."
At this Alexis shook her head in confusion. "What, is he going senile? Ned's in jail, Jax."
"I know that, full well, Alexis. But not Ned per se. I know you're a bit confused…."
"That's putting it mildly."
"Lemme explain. It seems that during all of the hullabaloo of the investigation and trial last year,
Ned had his lawyers shift and transfer all his grants and shares of ELQ stock temporarily over to
Kristina Davis, the dependent listed on his tax-returns as his daughter."
"He what?!" The other patrons in the Grille turned toward their table. "He what?" she whispered
fiercely. "Tell me you're joking."
Jax shook his head sadly. "I'm perfectly serious. I had my people triple-check to make sure before
I told you. I should've guessed something was up when Edward couldn't keep that smug smirk off
his mug."
Alexis sat back in astonishment. She could not keep the feelings of betrayal she harbored toward
Ned Ashton from rising again. A man in whom she'd put her trust and the lives of her daughters
in. A man who had claimed to love her, to love her sister. A love for which he had used his
position in society to wreak havoc on the lives of those who he believed were responsible for her
untimely death.
**A mutual love that had almost cost her sanity.** she thought bitterly. She thought back to the
dark days of a year ago when she'd been on trial for the Alcazar murder, of a bearded angel
named Cameron who stuck his nose constantly in affairs that did not concern him, but in the end
helped her slay her 'demons' and live to fight another day. Of visions of forgiveness and requited
love with a dark-haired bandito. Somewhat half-existence because of his presence.
Jax's voice brought her out of her reverie. "I'm sorry, what did you say?"
He looked at her as though she'd sprouted another head. "I was saying that I never thought that
Ned would go this far. Especially since you've acknowledged Corinthos as Kristina's father."
"There's a lot of things we never thought Ned would do that he's shown he's more than capable
of doing," Alexis bitterly replied. "This can't be legal though. Even if Ned filed this when he was
acknowledged as Kristina's father, I'm her mother and I hadn't been informed of this." Alexis
hurriedly packed up her briefcase and fished her cell-phone from her jacket pocket. "I've gotta call
Sonny. My god, those Quartermaines' have gone too far, and now the shit's about to hit the fan."
Jax watched as Alexis maneuvered her way through the tables toward the entrance. Sighing
heavily, he signaled to the waiter. "Scotch on the rocks. In fact make it a double, mate." Out of
the corner of his eye, Jax caught a flash of red. His eyes traveled to the bar as he watched the
beautiful creature slide gracefully onto a barstool. He could see her lips moving but could not hear
anything as she ordered her drink from the bartender.
**She felt unbelievably familiar.** thought Jax. She swiveled on the stool, turning slowly as she
took in her surroundings. His eyes widened as more and more of her features were revealed and
he found himself staring into the gorgeous hazel eyes of none other than Skye Chandler-
Quartermaine-Jacks, his most recent ex-wife.
His eyes widened as he took in her slender form lounging on the barstool with a mixture of anger,
guilt and, **Damnit!** happiness. Happiness that spilled over into a beautiful smile that
emblazoned his features and did not falter even in the face of her narrowed eyes upon
recognizing him.
Jax abandoned his table and strode towards her. "You're back?" It was more of a question than
statement.
"Jax," she replied. "Hello to you too," she added sarcastically. She took a sip from the tumbler the
bartender handed her.
Jax's eyes narrowed. Apparently, she hadn't quit. He repeated his question.
"You seem surprised."
"You've been gone for over a year, Skye. And I seem to remember that the last conversation we
had was when you said it'll be a cold day in hell before you set foot in Port Charles again."
"Well, check your weather report, Candy boy. Hell might definitely have frozen over if I get what I
came here for," Skye sarcastically replied.
His eyes narrowed at this. "What do you mean?"
"What I mean, Jax, is of no concern to you. I seem to remember those were some final parting
words of yours, as well."
Jax had the good grace to blush. **Good!** thought Skye vindictively. She set her tumbler on the
bar and slid a bill toward the bartender. She didn't even extend the courtesy of goodbye and
could feel his shocked eyes riveted towards her retreating back, and wished to hell and back that
she had eyes in the back of her head.
"Your drink, sir" interrupted the waiter, setting it down before him. Jax downed it in one gulp.
"Keep 'em comin', mate," he ordered. **Shit!** he thought. **I've not even seen her back for three
whole minutes and already she's driving me to drink!**
* * *
Alexis' heels beat a rapid tattoo as she stalked along the streets of Port Charles. "I don't give a
damn where he is, Benny. Tell him it's about ELQ and Kristina and that those motherfuckers…
Yes, goddamnit I just said motherfuckers, Benny! You tell him that they've gone too far! And this
time I'm gonna fix it!"
TBC…
A/N: That's it for now. This chapter is a little longer than usual, and I changed it up bit. Maybe it
wasn't such a bad thing that my computer didn't save last night. R&R as always. Tigerlily, hope
you enjoyed the lil Sax interlude, maybe I'll write a spin-off just for you. We'll see. I'm also digging
getting to write Alexis so out of character. It's amazing what someone as incredibly sexy as
Sonny can do;). Next chapter I think will be a bit more eclectic - intro to Ric's character. Keep the
reviews coming. Thanks a lot guys. !Ciao!
Title: Las Vidas de los Corinthos'- Chapter 3
Disclaimer: See Chapter 1
A/N: OMG, guys, please don't kill me for taking so long to update. I've been really busy with
exams and Spring Break! Then, to make matters worse, I was all ready and rearing to go, I wrote
this chapter Sunday night, then… BAM! My f****ing computer lost everything that I stayed up till
eleven on a school night to type! So here I am, Monday evening trying to remember the good shit
I wrote you guys last night. Whew! Semi-rant is over. Anyways, to my reviewers, thanks again for
your comments. I'm really glad y'all are liking it so far, and I promise the story will get a
point...eventually! To Tigerlily, you know who you are, sorry to break it to you dear, but the way to
get Liz and Jason together again is not through the death of Courtney! But because I love you so
much, I think I'll oblige you with a little Sax. Also, at the risk of death by Liason fans, although I
am the biggest one out there, I'm not gonna let them get together at the end. Instead I'm gonna
make you guys sweat it out till… Las Vidas de los Corinthos- Part II which will be primarily
focused on those two, so don't hate me too much. Anyways, I'm rambling again – Estoy muy
loca! On with the show. Enjoy!
* * *
**"I'll never get enough of you…."**
Alexis sat bolt upright in her bed. Her breathing was heavy and erratic and her eyes wild.
Swallowing heavily, she turned her eyes to the glowing digital numbers on her alarm clock:
3:40 a.m.
Alexis groaned and flopped back onto her pillow, her silk pajama top clinging uncomfortably to
her sweaty skin. It didn't take a genius to know whom she'd been dreaming about, whom she'd
been dreaming about steadily for the past three months.
**Damn you, Corinthos!** Alexis cursed. Her heartbeat still hadn't slowed and she could feel the
heat still pooling in her stomach. Sighing softly, Alexis gave up all hope of going back to sleep
and slipped out of her bed and silently padded down the hallway, her footsteps muffled by the
thick carpet.
Making her way into the kitchen, Alexis flipped on the lights and reached in the pantry for her
coffee grounds. As her hand encountered the rough canvas bag, she smiled mirthlessly.
'Corinthos/Morgan Premium Coffee' the bag read. **Can't seem to get rid of you all day.** She
shook her head as, seemingly against her will, she dipped her head and inhaled the rich dark
scent of fresh coffee.
She couldn't help but think that this was how he constantly smelled like now that he spent most of
his time working in the newly rebuilt warehouse. How he had smelt today after she'd shown up
there. **Like coffee and cloves. Rich, spicy… devastatingly sexy!** Alexis blushed. **God I sound
like a dime-store romance novel! But he did smell damn good! Tasted damn good, too!** Her
blush deepened. **God!** her mind screamed as she slammed the pantry door more forcibly than
she'd meant to. **I'm worse than Elizabeth!**
* * *
Port Charles Grill (later that day)
"There you are," a husky Australian-accented voice spoke near her ear. "I've been looking all over
for you."
Alexis smiled up into the beautiful face of her ex-husband and godfather of her younger daughter,
Jasper Jacks. "Really? What do you want?"
Jax sat down without waiting for an invitation. "Do I need a reason for wanting to spend some
time in the company of one of the most beautiful women in Port Charles?"
Alexis lifted a perfectly arched eyebrow. "Do you really want me to answer that?"
Jax chuckled, his brilliant ice-blue eyes twinkling merrily. "You know me too well, Alexis." His
voice sobered however, and Alexis watched him with interest. "Actually I need to talk to you about
ELQ."
At the mere mention of the Quartermaine business, Alexis bristled. "Jax…" she warned.
"Come now, Alexis," reasoned Jax, holding up his hands in peace. "I know you're not comfortable
with the company---"
"The 'company'?" broke in Alexis sarcastically. "This has nothing to with whether I'm 'comfortable'
or not, Jax. Anything to do with those Quartermaine snakes is of no concern to me. I've washed
my hands clean. You know that," she continued icily.
Jax could not even look her in the eye. "I know full well, Alexis. But, heaven knows if this wasn't
important, I would never bother you with this."
"What the hell is going on with ELQ that is so important that you have to inform me of all people?"
"Well," Jax coughed and looked away again, " it's more to do with Kristina than you."
At the mention of her daughter's name, Alexis's eyes narrowed to slits. "Again, I ask you what the
hell does ELQ have to do with me?" she asked through clenched teeth.
"Well, the Annual General Meeting is to be called later this week," Jax explained, "and dear ol'
Edward has requested the presence of Ned."
At this Alexis shook her head in confusion. "What, is he going senile? Ned's in jail, Jax."
"I know that, full well, Alexis. But not Ned per se. I know you're a bit confused…."
"That's putting it mildly."
"Lemme explain. It seems that during all of the hullabaloo of the investigation and trial last year,
Ned had his lawyers shift and transfer all his grants and shares of ELQ stock temporarily over to
Kristina Davis, the dependent listed on his tax-returns as his daughter."
"He what?!" The other patrons in the Grille turned toward their table. "He what?" she whispered
fiercely. "Tell me you're joking."
Jax shook his head sadly. "I'm perfectly serious. I had my people triple-check to make sure before
I told you. I should've guessed something was up when Edward couldn't keep that smug smirk off
his mug."
Alexis sat back in astonishment. She could not keep the feelings of betrayal she harbored toward
Ned Ashton from rising again. A man in whom she'd put her trust and the lives of her daughters
in. A man who had claimed to love her, to love her sister. A love for which he had used his
position in society to wreak havoc on the lives of those who he believed were responsible for her
untimely death.
**A mutual love that had almost cost her sanity.** she thought bitterly. She thought back to the
dark days of a year ago when she'd been on trial for the Alcazar murder, of a bearded angel
named Cameron who stuck his nose constantly in affairs that did not concern him, but in the end
helped her slay her 'demons' and live to fight another day. Of visions of forgiveness and requited
love with a dark-haired bandito. Somewhat half-existence because of his presence.
Jax's voice brought her out of her reverie. "I'm sorry, what did you say?"
He looked at her as though she'd sprouted another head. "I was saying that I never thought that
Ned would go this far. Especially since you've acknowledged Corinthos as Kristina's father."
"There's a lot of things we never thought Ned would do that he's shown he's more than capable
of doing," Alexis bitterly replied. "This can't be legal though. Even if Ned filed this when he was
acknowledged as Kristina's father, I'm her mother and I hadn't been informed of this." Alexis
hurriedly packed up her briefcase and fished her cell-phone from her jacket pocket. "I've gotta call
Sonny. My god, those Quartermaines' have gone too far, and now the shit's about to hit the fan."
Jax watched as Alexis maneuvered her way through the tables toward the entrance. Sighing
heavily, he signaled to the waiter. "Scotch on the rocks. In fact make it a double, mate." Out of
the corner of his eye, Jax caught a flash of red. His eyes traveled to the bar as he watched the
beautiful creature slide gracefully onto a barstool. He could see her lips moving but could not hear
anything as she ordered her drink from the bartender.
**She felt unbelievably familiar.** thought Jax. She swiveled on the stool, turning slowly as she
took in her surroundings. His eyes widened as more and more of her features were revealed and
he found himself staring into the gorgeous hazel eyes of none other than Skye Chandler-
Quartermaine-Jacks, his most recent ex-wife.
His eyes widened as he took in her slender form lounging on the barstool with a mixture of anger,
guilt and, **Damnit!** happiness. Happiness that spilled over into a beautiful smile that
emblazoned his features and did not falter even in the face of her narrowed eyes upon
recognizing him.
Jax abandoned his table and strode towards her. "You're back?" It was more of a question than
statement.
"Jax," she replied. "Hello to you too," she added sarcastically. She took a sip from the tumbler the
bartender handed her.
Jax's eyes narrowed. Apparently, she hadn't quit. He repeated his question.
"You seem surprised."
"You've been gone for over a year, Skye. And I seem to remember that the last conversation we
had was when you said it'll be a cold day in hell before you set foot in Port Charles again."
"Well, check your weather report, Candy boy. Hell might definitely have frozen over if I get what I
came here for," Skye sarcastically replied.
His eyes narrowed at this. "What do you mean?"
"What I mean, Jax, is of no concern to you. I seem to remember those were some final parting
words of yours, as well."
Jax had the good grace to blush. **Good!** thought Skye vindictively. She set her tumbler on the
bar and slid a bill toward the bartender. She didn't even extend the courtesy of goodbye and
could feel his shocked eyes riveted towards her retreating back, and wished to hell and back that
she had eyes in the back of her head.
"Your drink, sir" interrupted the waiter, setting it down before him. Jax downed it in one gulp.
"Keep 'em comin', mate," he ordered. **Shit!** he thought. **I've not even seen her back for three
whole minutes and already she's driving me to drink!**
* * *
Alexis' heels beat a rapid tattoo as she stalked along the streets of Port Charles. "I don't give a
damn where he is, Benny. Tell him it's about ELQ and Kristina and that those motherfuckers…
Yes, goddamnit I just said motherfuckers, Benny! You tell him that they've gone too far! And this
time I'm gonna fix it!"
TBC…
A/N: That's it for now. This chapter is a little longer than usual, and I changed it up bit. Maybe it
wasn't such a bad thing that my computer didn't save last night. R&R as always. Tigerlily, hope
you enjoyed the lil Sax interlude, maybe I'll write a spin-off just for you. We'll see. I'm also digging
getting to write Alexis so out of character. It's amazing what someone as incredibly sexy as
Sonny can do;). Next chapter I think will be a bit more eclectic - intro to Ric's character. Keep the
reviews coming. Thanks a lot guys. !Ciao!