Close Calls
The ambulance took Skye to the hospital where she was throughly checked out. Monica was right, she was having Braxton-Hicks contractions and had fainted due to a lack of iron in her blood. They wanted to keep her overnight but Skye insisted that she would be fine with two doctors in the house.
Reluctantly they agreed and sent her home with Alan and Monica. When they walked through the front door, everyone who had been previously setting in the living room bolted for the foyer. The three of them stood still at the door as Edward, Tracy, AJ, Ned, Emily and Dillon waited for someone to say something.
"Everything's fine." Skye assured them, "I just had some Braxton Hicks contractions."
"And now, Skye's heading upstairs to get some much needed sleep." Alan announced.
Everyone remained still. "Come on people." Monica shouted, "This isn't a circus, find something else to do."
Once upstairs Skye put on her rose colored satin pajamas and slipped into bed. She brought the blankets up close to her chest, hoping that she could fall asleep. She tried to force her mind to go to happy places, but with her incredible bad luck she couldn't think of any.
A light knock at the door interrupted her thoughts, Tracy came walking inside, in her pajama's no less. She made her way over to the bed and climbed in with Skye.
"What the hell are you doing?" Skye asked.
"I thought that you might have some trouble sleeping."
"Why would I have trouble sleeping? Because I thought that I was going to lose my baby tonight? Skye asked, "Or because Stefan's plane went down?"
"Both." Tracy responded.
"Why do you care about anything that I do? You're suppose to be cold and calculating and not care about what anyone else does. You're selfish and self centered and vindictive and manipulative. So why do you even bother?"
"Skye, you're selfish and self centered and vindictive and manipulative." Tracy shot back.
Skye looked at her in disbelief.
"That's why I care." Tracy told her, "We have the same characteristics. We can be cold and we can be warm. It just depends on the person and the situation. We're Quartermaine's tied and true."
"That's for sure."
Tracy propped herself up on her side, "You were thinking about Stefan."
"Actually, I was trying not to think about him." She admitted, "Otherwise I'd go crazy. If I wasn't pregnant I'd be out searching for him myself."
"He's going to be okay."
Skye blinked back a few tears, "I don't know."
"If something was wrong, don't you think you'd feel it?" Tracy placed her hand on Skye's stomach, "Pregnant women have a sixth sense when it comes to things like this."
"I suppose. But what if something has happened and he really was my son's father? I don't want him to grow up like I did. I want to have a family, a real one, a whole one."
"Are you saying that you're going to choose your future by who you're baby belongs to?"
"What else do you suggest?" Skye asked, "If you have any other ideas then I'm open, because I don't know what else to do."
"How about following your heart."
Skye laughed lightly, "That never seems to work for me. I always fall for the wrong person, time and time again, no matter what."
"Maybe you haven't found the right man yet."
"I had Jax, the don't come any more perfect than that."
"Skye, trust me when I say that no man is perfect. And even the wonderful Jasper Jacks has his many faults, as I'm sure you know." Tracy told her, "I'm sure Stefan has his too."
"He does."
"So, why don't you get some much needed sleep, I'll stay here with you all night."
Skye drifted off into a much needed slumber. The next morning when she awoke, she found herself alone. Pulling on her robe and slippers she exited her room. Everything was silent as she walked down through the hallway and down the stairs. It was as if everyone had disappeared.
Crossing the room she opened the living room doors, when she did, sound filled the entire house. Everyone was sitting inside. When she was noticed at the door, everything suddenly fell silent.
"What's going on?"
"Nothing." Alan told her, "We were just discussing business."
"Business?" Skye looked around the room, "Since when are AJ and Dillon involved in business?"
No one answered her. "Okay. Is breakfast ready?"
"Cook should have it finished in a few minutes." Edward answered.
"Skye, you know how I like to make films?" Dillon asked her.
Skye nodded, "Yes."
Dillon walked towards her, "I was wondering if I could tape the baby's birth."
She just looked at him, "Yeah....sure...whatever."
"You really don't mind?" He asked again.
"No, as long as you don't." Skye told him, "I just hope you don't pass out or anything."
"Slick one." AJ commented to Dillon.
Everyone was avoiding eye contact with her, she didn't understand what was going on, then it hit her, maybe it had something to do with Stefan. "Would someone please tell me what the hell is going on here."
"Nothing is going on." Tracy assured her, "We were just discussing family business and we didn't want to wake you up." She tried to sound as convincing as possible.
Monica leaned in closer to Alan, "You threw out the morning paper, right?"
"I shredded it." Alan told her, "But someone has to tell her."
"And that someone is going to be you." Monica said sternly.
Alan looked from his wife to his daughter standing in the doorway, "Skye, Monica and I want to talk to you." Alan announced, "Alone."
Edward, AJ, Tracy, Dillon and Emily quickly exited the living room.
"That's the fastest I've ever seen those people clear a room." Skye said, walking towards the sofa. She took a seat beside Alan, "What did you want me to talk about?"
"Skye, Stefan's plane was found right outside Port Charles." Alan told her, "The pilot and co-pilot were found dead and Stefan was pulled out of the plane just before it caught fire."
Skye's eyes lit up, "Stefan's okay?"
Monica shook her head, "No, honey, Stefan is at General Hospital, he was injured pretty badly."
"How bad?"
"He has a head injury, a broken arm and some cuts and bruises." Alan explained, "If you'd like to go see him, Monica and I will take you."
Skye nodded, "Is that what all of you were doing in here this morning?"
"We were trying to decide how to break the news to you." Monica told her, "We didn't want to upset you after what happened last night, we wanted to find the easiest way possible to tell you."
The elevator ride to the fifth floor was silent, Monica and Alan stood on either side of Skye. Once the doors opened, Monica was the first to step out, Alan placed his arm around Skye as they followed Monica down the hallway. They reached the door marked Stefan Cassadine.
Alan knocked lightly on the door, Alexis turned and saw him, she gained to her feet and exited the room, "Has there been any change?" he asked.
Alexis shook her head, "No, he's still in a coma, Tony said that he should be waking up pretty soon." She turned to Skye, "Would you like some time alone with him?"
The only thing she could do was nod.
"Skye, we'll wait here as long as you need us too." Alan told her, "Monica and I are going to talk to his doctor and see what else we can find out."
"Alright." Skye answered back.
Alexis opened the door and moved out of Skye's way, she gently slipped inside and took the seat that Alexis had vacated. She placed her hand over Stefan's, tears formed in her eyes. He had cuts and bruises on his face and right arm, the left one was broken and he had a bandage wrapped around his head.
"Stefan, I'm so sorry, all this was my fault. You shouldn't have had to go check on Helena." Skye sobbed, "Please, Stefan, please wake up. I need you, I can't get through the next three months without you."
Skye leaned forward and rested her head on Stefan's stomach, she continued to cry. She heard the door open but didn't attempt at looking up. The door shut and someone walked across the floor. She felt a comforting hand on her shoulder.
"Skye, are you alright?" Nikolas asked, "Can I get you anything?"
Skye sniffled, she raised her eyes to meet his, "I'll be fine."
He pulled a handkerchief from his pocket and handed to her.
"Thank you." She said, accepting it.
"Stefan will pull through." Nikolas told her, "He always does and this time is no different. If he can survive the Spencer-Cassadine war, then he can survive through this."
Skye wiped her eyes, "You're very confident."
"I'm right. Stefan will be fine, it's just going to take a little time." Nikolas assured her, "Although, there is someone who could use a little support from you."
"Who?" She asked.
"Alexis."
"Alexis?" Skye questioned, "She can't stand me, why would she need me?"
"Because when tragedy strikes, it's our job to pull together. We're all part of Stefan's life, we should be helping each other through this, not at each others throats." Nikolas explained, "I've told Alexis the same thing and she agrees. With the both of you pregnant, you can't afford any added stress."
"I know." Skye agreed, "I'm going to see if I can find her."
Nikolas helped her rise to her feet. She opened the door and walked out, closing it behind her, she was doing fairly well, she was determined not to break. But all of her determination didn't help, she felt her knee's become weak and as she began to fall, two strong male arms caught her.
TBC......
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The ambulance took Skye to the hospital where she was throughly checked out. Monica was right, she was having Braxton-Hicks contractions and had fainted due to a lack of iron in her blood. They wanted to keep her overnight but Skye insisted that she would be fine with two doctors in the house.
Reluctantly they agreed and sent her home with Alan and Monica. When they walked through the front door, everyone who had been previously setting in the living room bolted for the foyer. The three of them stood still at the door as Edward, Tracy, AJ, Ned, Emily and Dillon waited for someone to say something.
"Everything's fine." Skye assured them, "I just had some Braxton Hicks contractions."
"And now, Skye's heading upstairs to get some much needed sleep." Alan announced.
Everyone remained still. "Come on people." Monica shouted, "This isn't a circus, find something else to do."
Once upstairs Skye put on her rose colored satin pajamas and slipped into bed. She brought the blankets up close to her chest, hoping that she could fall asleep. She tried to force her mind to go to happy places, but with her incredible bad luck she couldn't think of any.
A light knock at the door interrupted her thoughts, Tracy came walking inside, in her pajama's no less. She made her way over to the bed and climbed in with Skye.
"What the hell are you doing?" Skye asked.
"I thought that you might have some trouble sleeping."
"Why would I have trouble sleeping? Because I thought that I was going to lose my baby tonight? Skye asked, "Or because Stefan's plane went down?"
"Both." Tracy responded.
"Why do you care about anything that I do? You're suppose to be cold and calculating and not care about what anyone else does. You're selfish and self centered and vindictive and manipulative. So why do you even bother?"
"Skye, you're selfish and self centered and vindictive and manipulative." Tracy shot back.
Skye looked at her in disbelief.
"That's why I care." Tracy told her, "We have the same characteristics. We can be cold and we can be warm. It just depends on the person and the situation. We're Quartermaine's tied and true."
"That's for sure."
Tracy propped herself up on her side, "You were thinking about Stefan."
"Actually, I was trying not to think about him." She admitted, "Otherwise I'd go crazy. If I wasn't pregnant I'd be out searching for him myself."
"He's going to be okay."
Skye blinked back a few tears, "I don't know."
"If something was wrong, don't you think you'd feel it?" Tracy placed her hand on Skye's stomach, "Pregnant women have a sixth sense when it comes to things like this."
"I suppose. But what if something has happened and he really was my son's father? I don't want him to grow up like I did. I want to have a family, a real one, a whole one."
"Are you saying that you're going to choose your future by who you're baby belongs to?"
"What else do you suggest?" Skye asked, "If you have any other ideas then I'm open, because I don't know what else to do."
"How about following your heart."
Skye laughed lightly, "That never seems to work for me. I always fall for the wrong person, time and time again, no matter what."
"Maybe you haven't found the right man yet."
"I had Jax, the don't come any more perfect than that."
"Skye, trust me when I say that no man is perfect. And even the wonderful Jasper Jacks has his many faults, as I'm sure you know." Tracy told her, "I'm sure Stefan has his too."
"He does."
"So, why don't you get some much needed sleep, I'll stay here with you all night."
Skye drifted off into a much needed slumber. The next morning when she awoke, she found herself alone. Pulling on her robe and slippers she exited her room. Everything was silent as she walked down through the hallway and down the stairs. It was as if everyone had disappeared.
Crossing the room she opened the living room doors, when she did, sound filled the entire house. Everyone was sitting inside. When she was noticed at the door, everything suddenly fell silent.
"What's going on?"
"Nothing." Alan told her, "We were just discussing business."
"Business?" Skye looked around the room, "Since when are AJ and Dillon involved in business?"
No one answered her. "Okay. Is breakfast ready?"
"Cook should have it finished in a few minutes." Edward answered.
"Skye, you know how I like to make films?" Dillon asked her.
Skye nodded, "Yes."
Dillon walked towards her, "I was wondering if I could tape the baby's birth."
She just looked at him, "Yeah....sure...whatever."
"You really don't mind?" He asked again.
"No, as long as you don't." Skye told him, "I just hope you don't pass out or anything."
"Slick one." AJ commented to Dillon.
Everyone was avoiding eye contact with her, she didn't understand what was going on, then it hit her, maybe it had something to do with Stefan. "Would someone please tell me what the hell is going on here."
"Nothing is going on." Tracy assured her, "We were just discussing family business and we didn't want to wake you up." She tried to sound as convincing as possible.
Monica leaned in closer to Alan, "You threw out the morning paper, right?"
"I shredded it." Alan told her, "But someone has to tell her."
"And that someone is going to be you." Monica said sternly.
Alan looked from his wife to his daughter standing in the doorway, "Skye, Monica and I want to talk to you." Alan announced, "Alone."
Edward, AJ, Tracy, Dillon and Emily quickly exited the living room.
"That's the fastest I've ever seen those people clear a room." Skye said, walking towards the sofa. She took a seat beside Alan, "What did you want me to talk about?"
"Skye, Stefan's plane was found right outside Port Charles." Alan told her, "The pilot and co-pilot were found dead and Stefan was pulled out of the plane just before it caught fire."
Skye's eyes lit up, "Stefan's okay?"
Monica shook her head, "No, honey, Stefan is at General Hospital, he was injured pretty badly."
"How bad?"
"He has a head injury, a broken arm and some cuts and bruises." Alan explained, "If you'd like to go see him, Monica and I will take you."
Skye nodded, "Is that what all of you were doing in here this morning?"
"We were trying to decide how to break the news to you." Monica told her, "We didn't want to upset you after what happened last night, we wanted to find the easiest way possible to tell you."
The elevator ride to the fifth floor was silent, Monica and Alan stood on either side of Skye. Once the doors opened, Monica was the first to step out, Alan placed his arm around Skye as they followed Monica down the hallway. They reached the door marked Stefan Cassadine.
Alan knocked lightly on the door, Alexis turned and saw him, she gained to her feet and exited the room, "Has there been any change?" he asked.
Alexis shook her head, "No, he's still in a coma, Tony said that he should be waking up pretty soon." She turned to Skye, "Would you like some time alone with him?"
The only thing she could do was nod.
"Skye, we'll wait here as long as you need us too." Alan told her, "Monica and I are going to talk to his doctor and see what else we can find out."
"Alright." Skye answered back.
Alexis opened the door and moved out of Skye's way, she gently slipped inside and took the seat that Alexis had vacated. She placed her hand over Stefan's, tears formed in her eyes. He had cuts and bruises on his face and right arm, the left one was broken and he had a bandage wrapped around his head.
"Stefan, I'm so sorry, all this was my fault. You shouldn't have had to go check on Helena." Skye sobbed, "Please, Stefan, please wake up. I need you, I can't get through the next three months without you."
Skye leaned forward and rested her head on Stefan's stomach, she continued to cry. She heard the door open but didn't attempt at looking up. The door shut and someone walked across the floor. She felt a comforting hand on her shoulder.
"Skye, are you alright?" Nikolas asked, "Can I get you anything?"
Skye sniffled, she raised her eyes to meet his, "I'll be fine."
He pulled a handkerchief from his pocket and handed to her.
"Thank you." She said, accepting it.
"Stefan will pull through." Nikolas told her, "He always does and this time is no different. If he can survive the Spencer-Cassadine war, then he can survive through this."
Skye wiped her eyes, "You're very confident."
"I'm right. Stefan will be fine, it's just going to take a little time." Nikolas assured her, "Although, there is someone who could use a little support from you."
"Who?" She asked.
"Alexis."
"Alexis?" Skye questioned, "She can't stand me, why would she need me?"
"Because when tragedy strikes, it's our job to pull together. We're all part of Stefan's life, we should be helping each other through this, not at each others throats." Nikolas explained, "I've told Alexis the same thing and she agrees. With the both of you pregnant, you can't afford any added stress."
"I know." Skye agreed, "I'm going to see if I can find her."
Nikolas helped her rise to her feet. She opened the door and walked out, closing it behind her, she was doing fairly well, she was determined not to break. But all of her determination didn't help, she felt her knee's become weak and as she began to fall, two strong male arms caught her.
TBC......
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