Show: General Hospital
Title: Las Vidas de los Corinthos'- Chapter 16
Disclaimer: See Chapter 1
A/N: Thank you for all of your wonderful comments. I'm cutting the ranting down to a
minimum…I'm sure you're pleased. So on with the show… I want to drown my sorrows over the
destruction those damned GH writers are causing… Oops! Sorry, couldn't help it… Enjoy!
* * *
"Mr. Jacks," came Petra's cool, efficient voice over the intercom. "A Mister Lansing-Corinthos is
here to see you."
Jax's forehead furrowed. He'd been expecting to hear from at least *one* Corinthos family
member soon, but *Ric* had never even crossed his mind. "Send him in, please."
Petra looked up at the sharply dressed man before her. She smiled politely. "Right this way,
please sir."
Totally out of character, Ric appreciatively watched her swaying hips in her demure navy-blue
skirt as she escorted him to Jax's office. He snapped himself out of his reverie as she held an
ornate glass and steel door open and stood waiting expectantly. She blushed prettily as she
deduced what had stolen his concentration and he couldn't help but flash that famous Corinthos
grin before sweeping past him into the spacious glass-walled office.
"Corinthos," said Jacks, standing behind his glass desk. "Can't tell you what a surprise this is.
Sit," he commanded, indicating one of the uncomfortable steel chairs in front of the desk.
Ric smiled ruefully. "I'm sure it is. And I'd rather stand."
Jacks lifted a bushy blonde eyebrow.
"I don't plan to stay long, I have other stops to make in the building. I just wanted to be clear on
your position in this situation." Ric paused and surveyed the older man before him. Alexis had
made it clear that if there was one person in the ELQ building that could be trusted explicably, it
was Jasper Jacks, but he had to be sure himself. After all, Jacks and Ned had been friends far
longer than Alexis. "Where do your loyalties lay, Jacks? I mean, you and Ashton have been
friends for such a long time…" he let his implication run.
Jax's eyes narrowed, and his temper threatened to flare. "I resent that implication. Though as a
Corinthos," he spat, "I wouldn't expect you to understand. Yes, Ned and I were friends – *were*
being the operative word – but what he did to Alexis was inexcusable and even among friends
forgiveness is not an option. I – "
"Ah," interrupted Ric, "say no more. I get the point, and I apologize. But you do understand that I
need to be sure."
Jax nodded his head in understanding. "You ought to understand something Corinthos. I too love
Alexis and her daughters, and I would do anything in my power to protect them."
Ric looked him steadily in the eye. "That may be, but she's got her family to look after her."
Jax surveyed the younger man that stood before him. He might be sharply dressed and
diplomatic, but that still didn't change the fact that he was a Corinthos. But that mere name meant
that he revered Alexis as a bit of a matriarch – she was respected and loved and, he was loath to
admit, protected.
"Then we are agreed," he conceded after a few seconds of silence.
"It seems so. Alexis would like for us to meet to discuss what is going on in the company. We'd
appreciate any information you could give us," said Ric as he prepared to leave.
"Wait a minute. Does your brother know that Alexis wants me to help with this?"
Ric smiled ruefully. "What *doesn't* my brother know, Jacks?" Ric paused his head hanging as he
considered what to say to this man who was practically a stranger. "He might not like it, but when
it comes to his family, though he might not say, he truly appreciates the help."
Ric shut the door, leaving Jax to ponder his words. As he strode past the secretary's desk he
couldn't help but smile again, as the pretty woman blushed once more in the face of his bold
once-over. It's a wonder what those dimples did.
* * *
The dimples weren't entirely helpful with the remainder of the Quartermaine secretaries
throughout the rest of the day. Edward and A.J Quartermaine had flatly refused to an audience
with him and now the sting of being snubbed was wearing his usual diplomatic countenance thin
as he hurried to the downtown offices of Conrad Neilson, Ned's lawyers before they closed for the
day.
Five minutes later, he swung his sleek Jaguar into the underground parking garage and
proceeded along the quiet concrete walkway towards the elevators. However, just as he was
about the press the button on the elevator, the bell pinged and the doors started to open.
Instinctively, Ric jumped into the stairwell, not wanting whoever the person was to see that he
was in the building. Covertly peeking around the stairwell feeling like a fool, Ric recognized the
tall lanky profile of Conrad Neilson. He was quietly talking on his cell-phone and Ric strained to
hear the conversation.
"Yes, it is very important that this meeting between our employers happens as soon as possible.
Perhaps even tomorrow night. Mr. Ashton is anxious to discuss the business they'd agreed on
previously.
At the mere mention of Ashton's name, Ric perked up. **Who is he talking to?** Ric wondered.
But already Neilson had begun to walk towards his car, unperturbed with the presence of Ric's
green Jaguar two cars from his in the scanty car park. It was impossible for Ric to hear anymore
of the one sided conversation without making his presence known. And so he remained in the
stairwell until he saw the wheels of Neilson's Mercedes roll away from the car park.
Slowly, Ric walked away from his hiding place. **Who could Ashton be so eager to talk to? He's
in jail, and as far as I was concerned, all business dealings had been passed over to his
Grandfather…** Ric's natural curiosity had been pricked. He knew he should tell Sonny or Alexis
what he'd heard. His gut was telling him so. And his gut had never failed him before….
TBC…
A/N: That's it for now. Please R&R as always. Also, I'd like to apologize for taking so long to
update, but my time has been taken up studying for exams. On that note, I'd also like to let you
know that because of exams, updates will be few and far between at least till June 11th, so it is
very important that you leave your email address to be informed of updates in case the story gets
lost, heaven forbid, below all the new stuff. Well, thank you for baring with me for now, and God
Bless! !Ciao!
Title: Las Vidas de los Corinthos'- Chapter 16
Disclaimer: See Chapter 1
A/N: Thank you for all of your wonderful comments. I'm cutting the ranting down to a
minimum…I'm sure you're pleased. So on with the show… I want to drown my sorrows over the
destruction those damned GH writers are causing… Oops! Sorry, couldn't help it… Enjoy!
* * *
"Mr. Jacks," came Petra's cool, efficient voice over the intercom. "A Mister Lansing-Corinthos is
here to see you."
Jax's forehead furrowed. He'd been expecting to hear from at least *one* Corinthos family
member soon, but *Ric* had never even crossed his mind. "Send him in, please."
Petra looked up at the sharply dressed man before her. She smiled politely. "Right this way,
please sir."
Totally out of character, Ric appreciatively watched her swaying hips in her demure navy-blue
skirt as she escorted him to Jax's office. He snapped himself out of his reverie as she held an
ornate glass and steel door open and stood waiting expectantly. She blushed prettily as she
deduced what had stolen his concentration and he couldn't help but flash that famous Corinthos
grin before sweeping past him into the spacious glass-walled office.
"Corinthos," said Jacks, standing behind his glass desk. "Can't tell you what a surprise this is.
Sit," he commanded, indicating one of the uncomfortable steel chairs in front of the desk.
Ric smiled ruefully. "I'm sure it is. And I'd rather stand."
Jacks lifted a bushy blonde eyebrow.
"I don't plan to stay long, I have other stops to make in the building. I just wanted to be clear on
your position in this situation." Ric paused and surveyed the older man before him. Alexis had
made it clear that if there was one person in the ELQ building that could be trusted explicably, it
was Jasper Jacks, but he had to be sure himself. After all, Jacks and Ned had been friends far
longer than Alexis. "Where do your loyalties lay, Jacks? I mean, you and Ashton have been
friends for such a long time…" he let his implication run.
Jax's eyes narrowed, and his temper threatened to flare. "I resent that implication. Though as a
Corinthos," he spat, "I wouldn't expect you to understand. Yes, Ned and I were friends – *were*
being the operative word – but what he did to Alexis was inexcusable and even among friends
forgiveness is not an option. I – "
"Ah," interrupted Ric, "say no more. I get the point, and I apologize. But you do understand that I
need to be sure."
Jax nodded his head in understanding. "You ought to understand something Corinthos. I too love
Alexis and her daughters, and I would do anything in my power to protect them."
Ric looked him steadily in the eye. "That may be, but she's got her family to look after her."
Jax surveyed the younger man that stood before him. He might be sharply dressed and
diplomatic, but that still didn't change the fact that he was a Corinthos. But that mere name meant
that he revered Alexis as a bit of a matriarch – she was respected and loved and, he was loath to
admit, protected.
"Then we are agreed," he conceded after a few seconds of silence.
"It seems so. Alexis would like for us to meet to discuss what is going on in the company. We'd
appreciate any information you could give us," said Ric as he prepared to leave.
"Wait a minute. Does your brother know that Alexis wants me to help with this?"
Ric smiled ruefully. "What *doesn't* my brother know, Jacks?" Ric paused his head hanging as he
considered what to say to this man who was practically a stranger. "He might not like it, but when
it comes to his family, though he might not say, he truly appreciates the help."
Ric shut the door, leaving Jax to ponder his words. As he strode past the secretary's desk he
couldn't help but smile again, as the pretty woman blushed once more in the face of his bold
once-over. It's a wonder what those dimples did.
* * *
The dimples weren't entirely helpful with the remainder of the Quartermaine secretaries
throughout the rest of the day. Edward and A.J Quartermaine had flatly refused to an audience
with him and now the sting of being snubbed was wearing his usual diplomatic countenance thin
as he hurried to the downtown offices of Conrad Neilson, Ned's lawyers before they closed for the
day.
Five minutes later, he swung his sleek Jaguar into the underground parking garage and
proceeded along the quiet concrete walkway towards the elevators. However, just as he was
about the press the button on the elevator, the bell pinged and the doors started to open.
Instinctively, Ric jumped into the stairwell, not wanting whoever the person was to see that he
was in the building. Covertly peeking around the stairwell feeling like a fool, Ric recognized the
tall lanky profile of Conrad Neilson. He was quietly talking on his cell-phone and Ric strained to
hear the conversation.
"Yes, it is very important that this meeting between our employers happens as soon as possible.
Perhaps even tomorrow night. Mr. Ashton is anxious to discuss the business they'd agreed on
previously.
At the mere mention of Ashton's name, Ric perked up. **Who is he talking to?** Ric wondered.
But already Neilson had begun to walk towards his car, unperturbed with the presence of Ric's
green Jaguar two cars from his in the scanty car park. It was impossible for Ric to hear anymore
of the one sided conversation without making his presence known. And so he remained in the
stairwell until he saw the wheels of Neilson's Mercedes roll away from the car park.
Slowly, Ric walked away from his hiding place. **Who could Ashton be so eager to talk to? He's
in jail, and as far as I was concerned, all business dealings had been passed over to his
Grandfather…** Ric's natural curiosity had been pricked. He knew he should tell Sonny or Alexis
what he'd heard. His gut was telling him so. And his gut had never failed him before….
TBC…
A/N: That's it for now. Please R&R as always. Also, I'd like to apologize for taking so long to
update, but my time has been taken up studying for exams. On that note, I'd also like to let you
know that because of exams, updates will be few and far between at least till June 11th, so it is
very important that you leave your email address to be informed of updates in case the story gets
lost, heaven forbid, below all the new stuff. Well, thank you for baring with me for now, and God
Bless! !Ciao!