Monica's words kept going threw his head. . . how could this happen?
Holding Stacy's hand he brushed some hair from her face, on one hand he was
happy, but when she told him the second part of Stacy's diagnosis it made
his blood boil. It took everything in him to keep Sonny's temper under
control. How was he going to be able to explain this to her when she woke
up? All the different scenarios kept running threw his head, she'd wake up,
he'd tell her and they'd live happily ever after. . . yeah in a perfect
world. All he could do now for her was pray, and hold her hand tightly. He
didn't know how much longer he could stay awake, he wanted to be here when
she woke up, slowly he let his exhaustion take over as he put his head down
on her bed and closed his eyes.
In the waiting room, Sonny looked over the files in his hand. While Bobbie was drawing Stacy's blood earlier to run some testes he had asked her to run another test. . . a paternity test against him. He had just gotten the results and was carefully looking over them not seeing Carly followed closely by Johnny walk off of the elevator.
"Subject A, Stacy Marie Anna Tagliati, with the accuracy of 99.9% is the daughter of Subject B, unknown" it was there in writing, Stacy was his daughter there was no denying it. He had a daughter, his thoughts where quickly changed when he felt a hand touch his shoulder quickly turning he saw his beautiful wife, Carly, almost 7 months pregnant now standing in front of him.
"Carly what are you doing here? It's 4 in the morning. . . is the baby okay? Is something wrong?!"
"Sonny calm down, I'm fine, the baby's fine everything's okay. I wanted to come down here and see if everything was okay with Jason's friend. I heard what happened to her is she alright?"
"Yeah she's alright. I hope she's alright"
*Stacy's Dream*
They were all around her, she couldn't escape. Every door she would open there would be another one, running down the hallway of some house she continued to scream.
"Jason! Someone! Jason help me!!!"
"No one can save you now Candy. . ."
Turning around she saw him standing there, Connor, quickly he ran after her tackling her to the ground, she tried to push him off only to be met by his fist connecting to her face. Reaching out for both of her hands he pinned her down to the ground.
"I told you Stacy, you try to run from me and I'll just make it worse for you, and for the little one inside of you"
Reaching to his back pocket he pulled out a knife, holding it up to her face.
"Now be a good little girl and do what I say or one of you is going to die. . . and believe me it aint going to be my favorite little dancer."
Laughing evilly his eyes turned red with anger and rage, looking to her side she saw him, Jason standing there, she reached her hand out towards his.
"Jason help me please"
Never taking his eyes off of her he looked at her disgusted.
"You're nothing but trash Stacy, nothing!"
Turning her head towards the other side she saw someone else standing there. . . her mother white light surrounding her.
"Stacy trust your father, he'll protect you. Trust Sonny dear, he'll protect you."
Quickly her mother turned into Sammy, walking towards her rage in his eyes. Reaching into his coat pocket he pulled out a gun, pointing it towards her.
"Guess your father can't save you now, can he Stacy?"
She screamed, jumping up out of her hospital bed, the room was dark, she didn't know where she was. Then she heard it again, Connor's laugh, she could feel him in the room, she screamed again this time louder waking Jason up from his sleep. He reached out to touch her only to see the fear in her eyes.
"Stacy it's me Jason, sweetie I'm not going to hurt you."
She wouldn't even allow him to touch her, she looked at him like he was going to hurt her, he didn't understand it, was her dream that scary that she thought he was going to hurt her. He didn't get a change to ask her as Sonny came rushing into her room followed by a nurse, Johnny, and Carly. Sonny rushed over to her side looking at his daughter who was only sobbing uncontrollably. He reached out to her, taking her hand. She pulled him towards her hugging him, he caressed her head, looking over at Jason who shrugged his shoulders.
"Please keep them away from me, please daddy."
Carly's mouth dropped, why did this girl call Sonny 'daddy'? She looked at Jason who grabbed her by the arm taking her outside.
"Alright Jason are you going to tell me what's going on?"
"Carly it's a long story."
"And I've got all night, why is she calling Sonny 'dad'?"
Truth was, he didn't really fully understand why, he knew that Sonny thought she was his daughter, but how could she of found out that information? Sighing he told Carly everything, starting from the beginning. Inside Stacy's room, Sonny continued to hold his daughter.
"Shhhh baby no one's going to hurt you I promise, I'll keep you safe"
Slowly pulling away from his embrace she looked up at him.
"Is it true?"
"Is what true?"
"Am I your daughter? My mom came to me in my dream and told me to trust my father that he'd keep me safe. She said 'Trust Sonny, he'll protect you' are you my father?"
Looking his daughter straight in the eye he nodded his head. She looked down at her sheets, picking a piece of imaginary fuzz off of it.
"Stacy there's something else."
She wasn't prepared for 'something else' she wasn't even prepared for Sonny Corinthos being her father. Taking a deep breath she prepared herself for whatever news Sonny had to tell her.
"Stacy when you came in they did some tests on you, some blood work was done but also a rape kit. . ."
She knew what was coming next, she didn't want to tell anyone what had happened while she was gone for those 4 horrible weeks. Now her own father knew, he'd look at her as a slut, a whore, she was even more afraid of what Jason would think of her.
"Stacy the doctors say that you were raped. Do you remember anything that happened while you were gone?"
She didn't need to answer him, he could see the shame in her eyes, he didn't know how he was going to be able to continue on with the rest of the stuff, this was all so much for her to take in on just one day, but he needed to tell her.
"Stacy your blood work came back, and you're pregnant. Did you know that you were hunny? Do you know who the father is?"
He could see in her eyes she knew she was pregnant. The only name that kept going threw her mind was. . .Jason
In the waiting room, Sonny looked over the files in his hand. While Bobbie was drawing Stacy's blood earlier to run some testes he had asked her to run another test. . . a paternity test against him. He had just gotten the results and was carefully looking over them not seeing Carly followed closely by Johnny walk off of the elevator.
"Subject A, Stacy Marie Anna Tagliati, with the accuracy of 99.9% is the daughter of Subject B, unknown" it was there in writing, Stacy was his daughter there was no denying it. He had a daughter, his thoughts where quickly changed when he felt a hand touch his shoulder quickly turning he saw his beautiful wife, Carly, almost 7 months pregnant now standing in front of him.
"Carly what are you doing here? It's 4 in the morning. . . is the baby okay? Is something wrong?!"
"Sonny calm down, I'm fine, the baby's fine everything's okay. I wanted to come down here and see if everything was okay with Jason's friend. I heard what happened to her is she alright?"
"Yeah she's alright. I hope she's alright"
*Stacy's Dream*
They were all around her, she couldn't escape. Every door she would open there would be another one, running down the hallway of some house she continued to scream.
"Jason! Someone! Jason help me!!!"
"No one can save you now Candy. . ."
Turning around she saw him standing there, Connor, quickly he ran after her tackling her to the ground, she tried to push him off only to be met by his fist connecting to her face. Reaching out for both of her hands he pinned her down to the ground.
"I told you Stacy, you try to run from me and I'll just make it worse for you, and for the little one inside of you"
Reaching to his back pocket he pulled out a knife, holding it up to her face.
"Now be a good little girl and do what I say or one of you is going to die. . . and believe me it aint going to be my favorite little dancer."
Laughing evilly his eyes turned red with anger and rage, looking to her side she saw him, Jason standing there, she reached her hand out towards his.
"Jason help me please"
Never taking his eyes off of her he looked at her disgusted.
"You're nothing but trash Stacy, nothing!"
Turning her head towards the other side she saw someone else standing there. . . her mother white light surrounding her.
"Stacy trust your father, he'll protect you. Trust Sonny dear, he'll protect you."
Quickly her mother turned into Sammy, walking towards her rage in his eyes. Reaching into his coat pocket he pulled out a gun, pointing it towards her.
"Guess your father can't save you now, can he Stacy?"
She screamed, jumping up out of her hospital bed, the room was dark, she didn't know where she was. Then she heard it again, Connor's laugh, she could feel him in the room, she screamed again this time louder waking Jason up from his sleep. He reached out to touch her only to see the fear in her eyes.
"Stacy it's me Jason, sweetie I'm not going to hurt you."
She wouldn't even allow him to touch her, she looked at him like he was going to hurt her, he didn't understand it, was her dream that scary that she thought he was going to hurt her. He didn't get a change to ask her as Sonny came rushing into her room followed by a nurse, Johnny, and Carly. Sonny rushed over to her side looking at his daughter who was only sobbing uncontrollably. He reached out to her, taking her hand. She pulled him towards her hugging him, he caressed her head, looking over at Jason who shrugged his shoulders.
"Please keep them away from me, please daddy."
Carly's mouth dropped, why did this girl call Sonny 'daddy'? She looked at Jason who grabbed her by the arm taking her outside.
"Alright Jason are you going to tell me what's going on?"
"Carly it's a long story."
"And I've got all night, why is she calling Sonny 'dad'?"
Truth was, he didn't really fully understand why, he knew that Sonny thought she was his daughter, but how could she of found out that information? Sighing he told Carly everything, starting from the beginning. Inside Stacy's room, Sonny continued to hold his daughter.
"Shhhh baby no one's going to hurt you I promise, I'll keep you safe"
Slowly pulling away from his embrace she looked up at him.
"Is it true?"
"Is what true?"
"Am I your daughter? My mom came to me in my dream and told me to trust my father that he'd keep me safe. She said 'Trust Sonny, he'll protect you' are you my father?"
Looking his daughter straight in the eye he nodded his head. She looked down at her sheets, picking a piece of imaginary fuzz off of it.
"Stacy there's something else."
She wasn't prepared for 'something else' she wasn't even prepared for Sonny Corinthos being her father. Taking a deep breath she prepared herself for whatever news Sonny had to tell her.
"Stacy when you came in they did some tests on you, some blood work was done but also a rape kit. . ."
She knew what was coming next, she didn't want to tell anyone what had happened while she was gone for those 4 horrible weeks. Now her own father knew, he'd look at her as a slut, a whore, she was even more afraid of what Jason would think of her.
"Stacy the doctors say that you were raped. Do you remember anything that happened while you were gone?"
She didn't need to answer him, he could see the shame in her eyes, he didn't know how he was going to be able to continue on with the rest of the stuff, this was all so much for her to take in on just one day, but he needed to tell her.
"Stacy your blood work came back, and you're pregnant. Did you know that you were hunny? Do you know who the father is?"
He could see in her eyes she knew she was pregnant. The only name that kept going threw her mind was. . .Jason