Saving Her
The Dream Disclaimer: If I did own Port Charles, Rafe and Alison would be married, have 3 kids and a dog by now. A/N: There are a few things about this story that I should have said in the first chapter, but I forgot to so I'm saying it now. Caleb is still a vampire, and is still considered the "big bat" by everyone. Also, Tess is still around. Before you start throwing fire, know this: I prefer Livvie to Tess, and am very happy that she is back. HOWEVER, for this particular story line to work, I need Tess to be included. Sorry if that upsets you.
Rafe woke up early the next morning. The first thing he noticed was blonde locks spread across his face. 'Another day with my angel', he thought. Then he felt stiffness in his back and neck, and realized that he was on the floor. It was then that yesterday's events came back to him.
Rafe shot up and gently turned the still sleeping Alison on her back. Her face was flushed, her nose was red, and her breathing was labored. Upon feeling her forehead, Rafe realized that she was burning up. 'The flu', Rafe thought with bitter sarcasm. Carefully, Rafe picked Alison up and laid her on the bed. She didn't stir a bit.
~*~*~*~
Alison's head was filled with feverish nightmares. She was in a large church, with all of her friends and family. They were all crying.
Amanda Barrington sat in the first pew, drying her eyes with her soiled handkerchief.
"Nana, what's wrong?" Alison said as she rushed over to the despondent women.
"It's just so sad, Nigel," Amanda said to the butler who had accompanied her. 'I always thought I'd go first."
"Go where, Nana?" Alison asked. "What are you talking about?"
Amanda didn't seem to acknowledge her granddaughter, who was growing more and more upset. On the other side of the church she spotted her mother, sitting all alone. Alison went over to her.
"Mother, what is going on?" she asked.
Alison thought she could hear her mumble something. "Why is this happening," Elizabeth said. "First Caleb leaves me, and now her. What on Earth did I do to deserve this?" To Alison, Elizabeth was making less sense then Amanda had. She began to wonder around the pews, searching for someone who could help her. It was then that Alison spotted Jack and Jamal. 'They'll tell me what's going on' she thought.
Alison approached her friends, who were having a conversation with each other.
"I can't believe it," Jamal said through tears. "After all we've been through, I just always thought she'd be there."
"I know what you mean," Jack replied. "It's so hard to think of life without her.'
"What are you guys talking about?!" Alison shouted in their faces. "Why won't you tell me?"
After a few more minutes of shouting, an exasperating Alison began to walk away. That's when a piece of what her friends were saying caught her ear.
"How's Rafe holding up?" Jamal asked.
"That's it!" Alison exclaimed. "Rafe will talk to me! He'll tell me what's going on!" Alison returned to the sides, of Jack and Jamal, hoping to learn of Rafe's whereabouts.
"Don't know," was Jack's answer to Jamal's question. "He's been pretty MIA since it happened. He wasn't even at the ceremony."
After that the subject was dropped, and Alison was back at square one. Finally, she just sat down in a pew, because trying to communicate was obviously futile. Soon the church began to empty out, until no one was left but Alison. She sat there in silence, still in the dark as to why no one would acknowledge her existence. Suddenly, she heard footsteps approaching. She could see a figure in the back of the church, but could not tell who it was. As the person grew closer, she realized it was the person she wanted to see the most.
"Rafe!" Alison shouted excitedly as she ran towards him. "Please, tell me what's been going on!"
Rafe paused, and let out a long sigh. "Oh Alison," he said under his breath.
"You can hear me!" Alison rejoiced. "I was so afraid that you would be like the others and-"
Alison stopped abruptly. She realized that Rafe was not looking at her, but the wall behind her. He began to walk towards whatever was there. Alison turned around, and what she saw nearly stopped her heart.
A casket. Right there on the altar of the church, was a casket. Flowers, mostly pink roses, surrounded it. It was then that Alison realized just who was in the casket. 'No,' she thought. 'This can't be happening. I can't be dead!'
Any doubts she had disappeared when Rafe started to speak. "Alison, my angel. I can't believe you're gone. It shouldn't have been like this. We were supposed to get married, have a family, and grow old together-" he had to stop and compose himself, for he was becoming to choked up to talk "But now that dream is gone. You're gone. And I have to go too. I have to live my life, Alison. I don't want to leave you, but I have no choice. I will always love you, my angel." Rafe slowly got up and placed a single pink rose upon the casket. He then turned to leave, a solitary tear trickling down his cheek.
"No Rafe!" Alison exclaimed through her own tears. "I'm not gone! I'm right here! Rafe! Please don't leave me! Rafe! Rafe!"
"Rafe!" Alison screamed.
Rafe came running into the room. "Alison!" he cried. "What is it? Are you okay?"
Franticly looking around, Alison realized that she was back in their apartment. Overcome with relieve, she flung herself into Rafe's arms, sobbing. Rafe, who had no idea why Alison was suddenly so upset, just held her, comforting her the best he could.
When Alison had finally calmed down, she told Rafe about the dream. When she got to the part about Rafe leaving her, she began to cry once again.
"Shhh, Angel, it's all right," Rafe said soothingly, though he was just as shook up from the dream as Alison.
"No it's not," she relied. "It was so horrible. Just promise me that you won't leave me, okay? Whatever this curse does to me, please just stay with me."
Guilt about what he had to say overcame Rafe. "Alison, I have to go to Transylvannia."
"What!" Alison cried. "You can't go! Why?"
"Because I think there might be some information about whatever this is at my old house. And if there is even a chance that I can find something that will make you well, I have to take it. Do you understand?"
Slowly, Alison nodded her head. "But can I come with you?" she asked. though she already knew what his answer would be.
"No. You are too sick. Lucy and Ian are going to come over and stay with you while I'm gone. I've already called them. And to answer your next question, they already know. Ian was the one who made the connection to vampires. Okay?"
Alison once again nodded her head, though she was far from okay.
The Dream Disclaimer: If I did own Port Charles, Rafe and Alison would be married, have 3 kids and a dog by now. A/N: There are a few things about this story that I should have said in the first chapter, but I forgot to so I'm saying it now. Caleb is still a vampire, and is still considered the "big bat" by everyone. Also, Tess is still around. Before you start throwing fire, know this: I prefer Livvie to Tess, and am very happy that she is back. HOWEVER, for this particular story line to work, I need Tess to be included. Sorry if that upsets you.
Rafe woke up early the next morning. The first thing he noticed was blonde locks spread across his face. 'Another day with my angel', he thought. Then he felt stiffness in his back and neck, and realized that he was on the floor. It was then that yesterday's events came back to him.
Rafe shot up and gently turned the still sleeping Alison on her back. Her face was flushed, her nose was red, and her breathing was labored. Upon feeling her forehead, Rafe realized that she was burning up. 'The flu', Rafe thought with bitter sarcasm. Carefully, Rafe picked Alison up and laid her on the bed. She didn't stir a bit.
~*~*~*~
Alison's head was filled with feverish nightmares. She was in a large church, with all of her friends and family. They were all crying.
Amanda Barrington sat in the first pew, drying her eyes with her soiled handkerchief.
"Nana, what's wrong?" Alison said as she rushed over to the despondent women.
"It's just so sad, Nigel," Amanda said to the butler who had accompanied her. 'I always thought I'd go first."
"Go where, Nana?" Alison asked. "What are you talking about?"
Amanda didn't seem to acknowledge her granddaughter, who was growing more and more upset. On the other side of the church she spotted her mother, sitting all alone. Alison went over to her.
"Mother, what is going on?" she asked.
Alison thought she could hear her mumble something. "Why is this happening," Elizabeth said. "First Caleb leaves me, and now her. What on Earth did I do to deserve this?" To Alison, Elizabeth was making less sense then Amanda had. She began to wonder around the pews, searching for someone who could help her. It was then that Alison spotted Jack and Jamal. 'They'll tell me what's going on' she thought.
Alison approached her friends, who were having a conversation with each other.
"I can't believe it," Jamal said through tears. "After all we've been through, I just always thought she'd be there."
"I know what you mean," Jack replied. "It's so hard to think of life without her.'
"What are you guys talking about?!" Alison shouted in their faces. "Why won't you tell me?"
After a few more minutes of shouting, an exasperating Alison began to walk away. That's when a piece of what her friends were saying caught her ear.
"How's Rafe holding up?" Jamal asked.
"That's it!" Alison exclaimed. "Rafe will talk to me! He'll tell me what's going on!" Alison returned to the sides, of Jack and Jamal, hoping to learn of Rafe's whereabouts.
"Don't know," was Jack's answer to Jamal's question. "He's been pretty MIA since it happened. He wasn't even at the ceremony."
After that the subject was dropped, and Alison was back at square one. Finally, she just sat down in a pew, because trying to communicate was obviously futile. Soon the church began to empty out, until no one was left but Alison. She sat there in silence, still in the dark as to why no one would acknowledge her existence. Suddenly, she heard footsteps approaching. She could see a figure in the back of the church, but could not tell who it was. As the person grew closer, she realized it was the person she wanted to see the most.
"Rafe!" Alison shouted excitedly as she ran towards him. "Please, tell me what's been going on!"
Rafe paused, and let out a long sigh. "Oh Alison," he said under his breath.
"You can hear me!" Alison rejoiced. "I was so afraid that you would be like the others and-"
Alison stopped abruptly. She realized that Rafe was not looking at her, but the wall behind her. He began to walk towards whatever was there. Alison turned around, and what she saw nearly stopped her heart.
A casket. Right there on the altar of the church, was a casket. Flowers, mostly pink roses, surrounded it. It was then that Alison realized just who was in the casket. 'No,' she thought. 'This can't be happening. I can't be dead!'
Any doubts she had disappeared when Rafe started to speak. "Alison, my angel. I can't believe you're gone. It shouldn't have been like this. We were supposed to get married, have a family, and grow old together-" he had to stop and compose himself, for he was becoming to choked up to talk "But now that dream is gone. You're gone. And I have to go too. I have to live my life, Alison. I don't want to leave you, but I have no choice. I will always love you, my angel." Rafe slowly got up and placed a single pink rose upon the casket. He then turned to leave, a solitary tear trickling down his cheek.
"No Rafe!" Alison exclaimed through her own tears. "I'm not gone! I'm right here! Rafe! Please don't leave me! Rafe! Rafe!"
"Rafe!" Alison screamed.
Rafe came running into the room. "Alison!" he cried. "What is it? Are you okay?"
Franticly looking around, Alison realized that she was back in their apartment. Overcome with relieve, she flung herself into Rafe's arms, sobbing. Rafe, who had no idea why Alison was suddenly so upset, just held her, comforting her the best he could.
When Alison had finally calmed down, she told Rafe about the dream. When she got to the part about Rafe leaving her, she began to cry once again.
"Shhh, Angel, it's all right," Rafe said soothingly, though he was just as shook up from the dream as Alison.
"No it's not," she relied. "It was so horrible. Just promise me that you won't leave me, okay? Whatever this curse does to me, please just stay with me."
Guilt about what he had to say overcame Rafe. "Alison, I have to go to Transylvannia."
"What!" Alison cried. "You can't go! Why?"
"Because I think there might be some information about whatever this is at my old house. And if there is even a chance that I can find something that will make you well, I have to take it. Do you understand?"
Slowly, Alison nodded her head. "But can I come with you?" she asked. though she already knew what his answer would be.
"No. You are too sick. Lucy and Ian are going to come over and stay with you while I'm gone. I've already called them. And to answer your next question, they already know. Ian was the one who made the connection to vampires. Okay?"
Alison once again nodded her head, though she was far from okay.