The Skye is Falling
"Skye, why don't you invite your friend inside instead of the two of you mauling each other on the front porch."
"Mauling? Honestly Grandfather......"
Edward interrupted her, "Now inside young lady, before you catch your death in the night air."
Skye looked at Stefan, he was trying not to laugh, he nodded agreeing with Edward, "I'll call you when I get back." Stefan told her, "Goodnight."
"Goodnight." She repeated as she watched him walk away.
Edward was still standing with the door wide open. Skye turned around to face him, he just stared at her as she walked through the front door, "I'm inside Grandfather, what's the problem now?"
"I've been waiting for you for hours, you could have said that you'd be getting home late."
She glanced at the clock behind him, "It's nine o'clock." She told him as she took off her jacket and crossed the room to hang it up. "Where is everyone?"
"Around." Edward said, "Now, come along, I want to show you the completed nursery."
Skye followed him up the stairs, down the hallway and into the once vacant room beside hers. Edward flipped on the light switch. When she stepped into the room she was taken aback. The crib was up and dressed, with the blue quilt that she had picked out at the department store earlier, with a fuzzy brown teddy bear sitting in the corner.
She walked pasted the changing table, which was stocked with diapers and baby lotions. Upon opening the doors of the armoire she found baby clothes neatly tucked inside, shutting the doors she walked over to small cradle filled with stuffed animals.
Over by the window there was a rocking chair, with a hand made quilt hanging over the back, she picked it up and opened it, to see that her name was across the front of it and pictures of her from when she was little all the way up to pictures of her pregnant. Edward watched her from the doorway and was soon joined by Alan at his side.
Tears ran down Skye's cheeks as she sat down in the rocking chair, holding the quilt close to her chest. She closed her eyes thinking it was all a dream, that her family would never do anything this incredibly nice for her. Alan went straight to her side, thinking she was upset.
He sat down on the ottoman in front of her, "Skye, are you okay?". He pulled out his handkerchief and gently wiped her falling tears.
Skye opened her eyes, she smiled through her tears, "I'm fine Daddy." She assured him, "I'm just a little surprised, that's all."
Skye ran her hand over the quilt, "Where did you get all these pictures?"
"Most of them came out of the photo albums in your room." He explained.
She studied a few of the pictures, "Where did these come from?" She asked referring to the ones of her in Lila's rose garden that were taken just recently.
"Dillon took them." He told her, "And these empty spaces are for pictures of you and the baby."
She nodded.
Edward walked inside the room, "Do you like the nursery?"
"Yes, I love it. It's perfect." Skye answered with a smile, "Thank you."
"You look very tired." Alan observed.
"I am, I think I'll head to bed." She told her Father and Grandfather.
The next night as she was getting ready for bed, she heard a persistent knock on her bedroom door. As quickly as she could she made her way over to the door and answered it. She was surprised to find Jax standing on the other side.
"May I come in?" He asked.
Skye opened the door wider, "Please do." She offered and then shut the door behind him.
Jax sat down on the bed, "I think we need to talk."
Skye nodded, "I think so too." she sat down beside him.
"Skye, I know that thing's are difficult right now, but I just want to know what you want."
She knew that they were going to have to have this conversation sooner or later and now was as good of a time than any, "That's just it Jax, I don't know what I want. I thought I wanted to spend the rest of my life with you and I never thought about anyone else and every moment that we spent together was magical, but as of late it's like everything is foggy and I can't see two feet in front of me, let alone make any life altering decisions."
Jax nodded, "I understand, I think. He hold her, "Do you love me Skye?"
"Yes." She answered softly.
"Do you love Stefan?"
She was silent for several seconds, "I....I'm not sure."
Jax nodded, "I don't want to push you into doing or saying something that you don't mean. I just want to be here for you, if you'll allow me and I promise that no matter what happens or who the baby belongs to or who you choose in the end, I will be here for you."
Skye felt relieved, "This is what I wanted all along Jax. I only wanted the two of you to stand by me."
"I know. So, no pushing or pulling on you, I'll give you all the support I can."
"Thank you."
"So, I'm going to go."
Jax leaned forward and lightly kissed her on the lips and suddenly Skye found herself kissing him back, relentlessly. He placed his hands on her shoulder, wanting to push her down on the bed but her hands pressing firmly against his chest halted his movement.
"I'm sorry Jax, I just, I can't do this." She told him as she pulled her lips away from his, "I'm sorry."
"Hey, that's perfectly okay. It was my fault anyway." He said standing up.
Skye watched as he walked towards the door, "I'll see you around?"
"You can count on it and if you need anything, don't hesitate to call me."
Jax left, pulling her bedroom door shut behind him. He passed Monica in the hallway, "Hello Jax."
"Good evening Monica."
"Is Skye in her room?"
"Yes." Jax answered as he continued down the hallway
"Thanks." She said heading for her step-daughter's door. She knocked lightly on the door, "Skye?"
"It's open."
Monica opened the door and walked inside Skye's room to find her sitting on her bed with a pen and a pad of paper. She made her way over to the end of the bed and sat down, "I need to talk to you about something."
Skye put the pen and pad down and gave Monica her full attention.
"Um, Skye, there's no easy way to tell you this." Monica started, "There's been an accident."
Skye placed her hand protectively over her stomach, "An accident?"
Monica nodded, "Yes."
"Was it AJ? He was going to Manhattan on business."
"No, it's not AJ." She told her, "Or any other members of the family."
"Who is it?" Skye asked, slightly confused.
"It's Stefan, his plane was returning from Russia, it wasn't far from Port Charles when it dropped from radar."
Skye couldn't think straight, "What does that mean?"
"That it may have had an emergency landing."
"Or that it could have crashed." Skye finished.
"They don't know for sure, Alan didn't think that I should have told you."
Skye was in a daze, "I'm glad you did."
"Everything's going to be all right." Monica told her, "Stefan is a Cassadine, he'll be just fine."
Skye suddenly felt painful movements in her lower abdomen, she gasped and leaned forward, clutching her rounded stomach, another pain hit, harder and she screamed out in pain.
"Skye, Skye what's wrong."
"I don't know." Skye said sobbing, "It really hurts."
Monica moved closer to her, "Where does it hurt."
"My lower abdomen." Skye answered before screaming again.
Monica jumped up off the side of the bed and flung the door open, "Alan, Alan, I need you." She yelled down the hallway. Then she swiftly returned to Skye's side.
"Lean back on the bed." Monica instructed, "Try to relax." She quickly looked Skye over, "You're not bleeding and you're water hasn't broke."
"Then why does it still hurt?" Skye asked, tears streaming down her face.
"I don't know yet." Monica responded.
Alan appeared in the doorway, "What's wrong. I heard Skye screaming."
"I think she's having Braxton Hicks contractions but I'm not really sure with her given past." Monica explained, "She's not bleeding and her water hasn't broke but we need to get her to the hospital."
"I'll call an ambulance." Alan grabbed for the phone on Skye's night stand.
Skye continued to cry out over and over, "It's too soon." Before finally falling into darkness. The only thing she heard was the faint voices of her Father and Monica until she heard nothing at all.
TBC.........
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"Skye, why don't you invite your friend inside instead of the two of you mauling each other on the front porch."
"Mauling? Honestly Grandfather......"
Edward interrupted her, "Now inside young lady, before you catch your death in the night air."
Skye looked at Stefan, he was trying not to laugh, he nodded agreeing with Edward, "I'll call you when I get back." Stefan told her, "Goodnight."
"Goodnight." She repeated as she watched him walk away.
Edward was still standing with the door wide open. Skye turned around to face him, he just stared at her as she walked through the front door, "I'm inside Grandfather, what's the problem now?"
"I've been waiting for you for hours, you could have said that you'd be getting home late."
She glanced at the clock behind him, "It's nine o'clock." She told him as she took off her jacket and crossed the room to hang it up. "Where is everyone?"
"Around." Edward said, "Now, come along, I want to show you the completed nursery."
Skye followed him up the stairs, down the hallway and into the once vacant room beside hers. Edward flipped on the light switch. When she stepped into the room she was taken aback. The crib was up and dressed, with the blue quilt that she had picked out at the department store earlier, with a fuzzy brown teddy bear sitting in the corner.
She walked pasted the changing table, which was stocked with diapers and baby lotions. Upon opening the doors of the armoire she found baby clothes neatly tucked inside, shutting the doors she walked over to small cradle filled with stuffed animals.
Over by the window there was a rocking chair, with a hand made quilt hanging over the back, she picked it up and opened it, to see that her name was across the front of it and pictures of her from when she was little all the way up to pictures of her pregnant. Edward watched her from the doorway and was soon joined by Alan at his side.
Tears ran down Skye's cheeks as she sat down in the rocking chair, holding the quilt close to her chest. She closed her eyes thinking it was all a dream, that her family would never do anything this incredibly nice for her. Alan went straight to her side, thinking she was upset.
He sat down on the ottoman in front of her, "Skye, are you okay?". He pulled out his handkerchief and gently wiped her falling tears.
Skye opened her eyes, she smiled through her tears, "I'm fine Daddy." She assured him, "I'm just a little surprised, that's all."
Skye ran her hand over the quilt, "Where did you get all these pictures?"
"Most of them came out of the photo albums in your room." He explained.
She studied a few of the pictures, "Where did these come from?" She asked referring to the ones of her in Lila's rose garden that were taken just recently.
"Dillon took them." He told her, "And these empty spaces are for pictures of you and the baby."
She nodded.
Edward walked inside the room, "Do you like the nursery?"
"Yes, I love it. It's perfect." Skye answered with a smile, "Thank you."
"You look very tired." Alan observed.
"I am, I think I'll head to bed." She told her Father and Grandfather.
The next night as she was getting ready for bed, she heard a persistent knock on her bedroom door. As quickly as she could she made her way over to the door and answered it. She was surprised to find Jax standing on the other side.
"May I come in?" He asked.
Skye opened the door wider, "Please do." She offered and then shut the door behind him.
Jax sat down on the bed, "I think we need to talk."
Skye nodded, "I think so too." she sat down beside him.
"Skye, I know that thing's are difficult right now, but I just want to know what you want."
She knew that they were going to have to have this conversation sooner or later and now was as good of a time than any, "That's just it Jax, I don't know what I want. I thought I wanted to spend the rest of my life with you and I never thought about anyone else and every moment that we spent together was magical, but as of late it's like everything is foggy and I can't see two feet in front of me, let alone make any life altering decisions."
Jax nodded, "I understand, I think. He hold her, "Do you love me Skye?"
"Yes." She answered softly.
"Do you love Stefan?"
She was silent for several seconds, "I....I'm not sure."
Jax nodded, "I don't want to push you into doing or saying something that you don't mean. I just want to be here for you, if you'll allow me and I promise that no matter what happens or who the baby belongs to or who you choose in the end, I will be here for you."
Skye felt relieved, "This is what I wanted all along Jax. I only wanted the two of you to stand by me."
"I know. So, no pushing or pulling on you, I'll give you all the support I can."
"Thank you."
"So, I'm going to go."
Jax leaned forward and lightly kissed her on the lips and suddenly Skye found herself kissing him back, relentlessly. He placed his hands on her shoulder, wanting to push her down on the bed but her hands pressing firmly against his chest halted his movement.
"I'm sorry Jax, I just, I can't do this." She told him as she pulled her lips away from his, "I'm sorry."
"Hey, that's perfectly okay. It was my fault anyway." He said standing up.
Skye watched as he walked towards the door, "I'll see you around?"
"You can count on it and if you need anything, don't hesitate to call me."
Jax left, pulling her bedroom door shut behind him. He passed Monica in the hallway, "Hello Jax."
"Good evening Monica."
"Is Skye in her room?"
"Yes." Jax answered as he continued down the hallway
"Thanks." She said heading for her step-daughter's door. She knocked lightly on the door, "Skye?"
"It's open."
Monica opened the door and walked inside Skye's room to find her sitting on her bed with a pen and a pad of paper. She made her way over to the end of the bed and sat down, "I need to talk to you about something."
Skye put the pen and pad down and gave Monica her full attention.
"Um, Skye, there's no easy way to tell you this." Monica started, "There's been an accident."
Skye placed her hand protectively over her stomach, "An accident?"
Monica nodded, "Yes."
"Was it AJ? He was going to Manhattan on business."
"No, it's not AJ." She told her, "Or any other members of the family."
"Who is it?" Skye asked, slightly confused.
"It's Stefan, his plane was returning from Russia, it wasn't far from Port Charles when it dropped from radar."
Skye couldn't think straight, "What does that mean?"
"That it may have had an emergency landing."
"Or that it could have crashed." Skye finished.
"They don't know for sure, Alan didn't think that I should have told you."
Skye was in a daze, "I'm glad you did."
"Everything's going to be all right." Monica told her, "Stefan is a Cassadine, he'll be just fine."
Skye suddenly felt painful movements in her lower abdomen, she gasped and leaned forward, clutching her rounded stomach, another pain hit, harder and she screamed out in pain.
"Skye, Skye what's wrong."
"I don't know." Skye said sobbing, "It really hurts."
Monica moved closer to her, "Where does it hurt."
"My lower abdomen." Skye answered before screaming again.
Monica jumped up off the side of the bed and flung the door open, "Alan, Alan, I need you." She yelled down the hallway. Then she swiftly returned to Skye's side.
"Lean back on the bed." Monica instructed, "Try to relax." She quickly looked Skye over, "You're not bleeding and you're water hasn't broke."
"Then why does it still hurt?" Skye asked, tears streaming down her face.
"I don't know yet." Monica responded.
Alan appeared in the doorway, "What's wrong. I heard Skye screaming."
"I think she's having Braxton Hicks contractions but I'm not really sure with her given past." Monica explained, "She's not bleeding and her water hasn't broke but we need to get her to the hospital."
"I'll call an ambulance." Alan grabbed for the phone on Skye's night stand.
Skye continued to cry out over and over, "It's too soon." Before finally falling into darkness. The only thing she heard was the faint voices of her Father and Monica until she heard nothing at all.
TBC.........
Come on, where are all my Skye and Stefan fans? Or my Skye and Jax fans? Most of my writing is inspired by my reviewers! So Please Review!!!!!