Notes: I saw Janet breast I did! Very happy. Okay, so I'm perverted, but
I'm a guy, I'm allowed to be.
Shadow- Very nice of you to review again, and I am glad to see that you are feeling well enough to review. These months will be hard on you, but should everything turn out fine, which I'm sure is the case, it will all be worth it. You know, some people say that a woman doesn't look nearly as beautiful as when she's pregnant. I personally have never met any of these people, but they do exist. Thank you for calling the story original. It actually isn't all that original as far as my stories go. I've done more than a few of the whole 'mysterious relative returns/makes themselves known' in the past year or so. I mean, they're all different, but they all have that common thread. I've been writing the visit, and it's pretty good, you'll see what I mean when it gets posted. I think it will be sometime within the week. Georgie and Dillon are going to become more prominent now that Maxie and Damian are a couple, which is good because I enjoy writing them both. Michael's also going to be a bigger piece. All these plans, they will come to be soon enough. I love being cryptic.
Story-
The Park-
It was an odd feeling, one that Damian never thought he would ever have in his life. Not only did he have someone that he cared about so much that wasn't a member of his family, but he also had people around him that he would consider his friends. He didn't know Gerogie and Dillon that well, but by comparison he really didn't know Maxie as well ad he would like. It looked like they would have plenty of time to learn about each other, Damian wasn't going anywhere for an indefinite period of time, and Maxie wanted to stay around him as well.
As for Georgie, she had seen that they cared about each other in a way that she knew, because she cared for Dillon in that same way. She was a bit ashamed with herself because she was originally so very skeptical of the guy and her sister. Maxie was indebted to Damian for all of the help that he had given her both with Kyle's abuse and helping her in his own way when he died. Georgie thought that was why they spent time together, because Maxie was repaying the debt that she felt needed to be repaid. While it may have started out that way she was quick to realize that it wasn't the only reason that she stayed around him, she was in love. Maybe it was because she really never knew what it felt like, she had only truly known infatuation, but she was reluctant to express her feelings. Now she had, and she was the happiest she had been in some time.
Dillon had found himself a quick friend in Damian, and he was thankful for that. Outside of Maxie and Georgie he really didn't have anyone even close to his age that he could talk with. Granted, Damian was a few years older than him and plenty smarter, but he knew things. It was kind of hard to talk about 'guy things' when there weren't any guys to talk with. He didn't have a father, and he certainly wasn't going to strike up a conversation with Edward, knowing full well that anything he said would quickly be changed into some life lesson that would somehow incorporate the old man belittling him at every turn. Jason was out of the question as well, not wanting anything to do with any of the Quartermaine's outside of Lila and Emily. Dillon respected his cousin more than he would ever let on, and wouldn't tack his problems that were Q in nature onto the poor guy who had to end up forgetting them all in order to just get away from everything. He certainly couldn't talk with Mac, because Mac wouldn't look at him unless he felt that he had to. Besides, talking to someone about problems should not have to regress into talking with your girlfriend's father. He wasn't that desperate, and he certainly hoped that he would never be that desperate at any time in his life. With Damian around he might not have to. The guy had already helped him with a problem that he was having, showing him that something he thought of as trivial school work was actually a problem that he had within himself. And they talked about it, they really talked about it. It wasn't the standard 'I ask the question one of my family members orders me around' faire, it was an actual conversation. Maybe Dillon was just in awe that he could find someone that was somewhat human, but he liked that.
Georgie and Dillon had left for a moment, they hadn't exactly said why, but the time alone was welcome. Maxie leaned her head on Damian's shoulder as they walked, "I'm really glad that you're here."
"You asked me to come, why would I say no?"
"I don't mean that," Maxie retorted. "I mean, I'm glad that you're in my life, that I met you, that I fell in love with you. I do wish that we could have met under better circumstances, and that the reason that you came to Port Charles didn't happen, but I don't know where I'd be if it weren't for you."
"You'd find a way to be happy even if I weren't here, Maxie," Damian told her. "You're a smart person and you know how to make your life better, you just need someone to help you find your inner strength."
"Which is what you do."
Damian stopped himself and thought about it, "Yeah, I guess I do."
"Why is that odd? You've always been trying to help people, haven't you?"
He shook his head, "No, I haven't always helped people. It really only started when I came here. I guess it's because people didn't know who I was here. I grew up in the same place my whole live, and got stuck with the mantra of being the weird kid that people didn't really want to be around. For that reason alone people would try and run the other way from me, even if they had a broken leg. It hurt, knowing that for whatever reason people would misjudge my motives."
"They just didn't know that you could be so great, that's there problem, not yours."
"Maybe it isn't," Damian muttered, thinking that there could have been a small chance that the only people who were out of the loop involving the history of the Zuniga family were those in the family themselves. The others, his cousins, even his aunts and uncles that married into the family, they may have been kept out of the loop for their own safety. He knew for a fact that they didn't do anything like that anymore, nothing could change his faith in his family back home and their non involvement in organized crime at that current moment. But it was obvious that they were keeping secrets from him and from the others. It could have been entirely possible that Elias's past was very well known throughout the area, and they kept away from any of his brood just for their own safety. Damian sighed, how much of his life had been penalized because of a past that wasn't his, but he was engaged in nonetheless?
"Damian?" Maxie could see that he was disturbed by something, although she didn't know what.
Damian snapped out of his thought, "Sorry."
"What were you thinking about?"
"Just some of the stuff that I have to talk about with my family when I go see them this weekend," Damian said. But he changed his mind. He and Sonny had been separated by a lie, he wouldn't let that happen to him and Maxie. "Maxie, my grandfather was a lot like Sonny. He was into organized crime, and I can't be too sure, but it is a safe bet that he killed people."
"But you told me he was all religious."
"Yeah, he is now," Damian corrected her. "But he wasn't when he was younger. Sonny told me that the only reason I'm here is because if he didn't have sex with my mother he would have been killed for insubordination. I was born because the only other option was death. I didn't want to believe him, but I asked another person and they told me that Papi was a criminal in the past. That's why I'm going home, to confront him and ask him why he lied to me."
"You can't let who your family is affect the type of person that you are," Maxie told him. "You can't let them judge you based on anything other than yourself."
Damian's face turned ghostly white as his mind flashed back to the day his mother died. She had told him that as well. She knew, she always knew. She had lied to him, too. She did it to protect him, just like Sonny did. "My whole life has been built on lies," Damian said. "No matter what I hear, I can't trust it."
"You can trust this," Maxie grabbed his hand. "I love you, Damian. That isn't a lie, that is the truth. No matter who your family is, what they've done, how you feel about them, I love you, not them."
"Weren't you just saying how I'm the one that's been saving you?" Damian asked.
"Role reversal," Maxie grinned.
"I wish I didn't have to leave."
Maxie nodded, "I wish you could stay, too. But we both know how important this is to you, and I won't keep you from finding out what you feel that you need to find out. Promise me one thing, though."
"What is it?"
"That you'll always remember the person that you are, the person that I know to have the best heart and the kindest soul. Promise me that you'll never lose what makes you the person you are now."
"I promise," Damian hugged Maxie and noticed something about this particular area. "You know, this is where it all started."
Maxie broke from the hug and looked around. She hadn't been to this part of the park since the fight with Kyle. She didn't think that she ever would, it brought her too many bad memories. But here she was, and she was actually enjoying being around here. She could be anywhere, as long as she could be with the man she cared for. "That's all in the past. He's in the past."
Georgie walked up and smiled, "I'm so happy to hear you say that."
"It's true," Maxie said. "Kyle's gone, he's never coming back, he's never hurting any of us ever again nor will he hurt other people. I'm through caring about him, and I don't know why I ever thought I did. I want to start building new memories that I will cherish forever and bury the old ones that kept me up at night. I can't think of a better place to start than here."
"Disneyworld would be nice," Dillon said. When the others looked at him much in the same way they had looked at Georgie earlier he realized just how she felt then. "I'll shut up now."
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Shadow- Very nice of you to review again, and I am glad to see that you are feeling well enough to review. These months will be hard on you, but should everything turn out fine, which I'm sure is the case, it will all be worth it. You know, some people say that a woman doesn't look nearly as beautiful as when she's pregnant. I personally have never met any of these people, but they do exist. Thank you for calling the story original. It actually isn't all that original as far as my stories go. I've done more than a few of the whole 'mysterious relative returns/makes themselves known' in the past year or so. I mean, they're all different, but they all have that common thread. I've been writing the visit, and it's pretty good, you'll see what I mean when it gets posted. I think it will be sometime within the week. Georgie and Dillon are going to become more prominent now that Maxie and Damian are a couple, which is good because I enjoy writing them both. Michael's also going to be a bigger piece. All these plans, they will come to be soon enough. I love being cryptic.
Story-
The Park-
It was an odd feeling, one that Damian never thought he would ever have in his life. Not only did he have someone that he cared about so much that wasn't a member of his family, but he also had people around him that he would consider his friends. He didn't know Gerogie and Dillon that well, but by comparison he really didn't know Maxie as well ad he would like. It looked like they would have plenty of time to learn about each other, Damian wasn't going anywhere for an indefinite period of time, and Maxie wanted to stay around him as well.
As for Georgie, she had seen that they cared about each other in a way that she knew, because she cared for Dillon in that same way. She was a bit ashamed with herself because she was originally so very skeptical of the guy and her sister. Maxie was indebted to Damian for all of the help that he had given her both with Kyle's abuse and helping her in his own way when he died. Georgie thought that was why they spent time together, because Maxie was repaying the debt that she felt needed to be repaid. While it may have started out that way she was quick to realize that it wasn't the only reason that she stayed around him, she was in love. Maybe it was because she really never knew what it felt like, she had only truly known infatuation, but she was reluctant to express her feelings. Now she had, and she was the happiest she had been in some time.
Dillon had found himself a quick friend in Damian, and he was thankful for that. Outside of Maxie and Georgie he really didn't have anyone even close to his age that he could talk with. Granted, Damian was a few years older than him and plenty smarter, but he knew things. It was kind of hard to talk about 'guy things' when there weren't any guys to talk with. He didn't have a father, and he certainly wasn't going to strike up a conversation with Edward, knowing full well that anything he said would quickly be changed into some life lesson that would somehow incorporate the old man belittling him at every turn. Jason was out of the question as well, not wanting anything to do with any of the Quartermaine's outside of Lila and Emily. Dillon respected his cousin more than he would ever let on, and wouldn't tack his problems that were Q in nature onto the poor guy who had to end up forgetting them all in order to just get away from everything. He certainly couldn't talk with Mac, because Mac wouldn't look at him unless he felt that he had to. Besides, talking to someone about problems should not have to regress into talking with your girlfriend's father. He wasn't that desperate, and he certainly hoped that he would never be that desperate at any time in his life. With Damian around he might not have to. The guy had already helped him with a problem that he was having, showing him that something he thought of as trivial school work was actually a problem that he had within himself. And they talked about it, they really talked about it. It wasn't the standard 'I ask the question one of my family members orders me around' faire, it was an actual conversation. Maybe Dillon was just in awe that he could find someone that was somewhat human, but he liked that.
Georgie and Dillon had left for a moment, they hadn't exactly said why, but the time alone was welcome. Maxie leaned her head on Damian's shoulder as they walked, "I'm really glad that you're here."
"You asked me to come, why would I say no?"
"I don't mean that," Maxie retorted. "I mean, I'm glad that you're in my life, that I met you, that I fell in love with you. I do wish that we could have met under better circumstances, and that the reason that you came to Port Charles didn't happen, but I don't know where I'd be if it weren't for you."
"You'd find a way to be happy even if I weren't here, Maxie," Damian told her. "You're a smart person and you know how to make your life better, you just need someone to help you find your inner strength."
"Which is what you do."
Damian stopped himself and thought about it, "Yeah, I guess I do."
"Why is that odd? You've always been trying to help people, haven't you?"
He shook his head, "No, I haven't always helped people. It really only started when I came here. I guess it's because people didn't know who I was here. I grew up in the same place my whole live, and got stuck with the mantra of being the weird kid that people didn't really want to be around. For that reason alone people would try and run the other way from me, even if they had a broken leg. It hurt, knowing that for whatever reason people would misjudge my motives."
"They just didn't know that you could be so great, that's there problem, not yours."
"Maybe it isn't," Damian muttered, thinking that there could have been a small chance that the only people who were out of the loop involving the history of the Zuniga family were those in the family themselves. The others, his cousins, even his aunts and uncles that married into the family, they may have been kept out of the loop for their own safety. He knew for a fact that they didn't do anything like that anymore, nothing could change his faith in his family back home and their non involvement in organized crime at that current moment. But it was obvious that they were keeping secrets from him and from the others. It could have been entirely possible that Elias's past was very well known throughout the area, and they kept away from any of his brood just for their own safety. Damian sighed, how much of his life had been penalized because of a past that wasn't his, but he was engaged in nonetheless?
"Damian?" Maxie could see that he was disturbed by something, although she didn't know what.
Damian snapped out of his thought, "Sorry."
"What were you thinking about?"
"Just some of the stuff that I have to talk about with my family when I go see them this weekend," Damian said. But he changed his mind. He and Sonny had been separated by a lie, he wouldn't let that happen to him and Maxie. "Maxie, my grandfather was a lot like Sonny. He was into organized crime, and I can't be too sure, but it is a safe bet that he killed people."
"But you told me he was all religious."
"Yeah, he is now," Damian corrected her. "But he wasn't when he was younger. Sonny told me that the only reason I'm here is because if he didn't have sex with my mother he would have been killed for insubordination. I was born because the only other option was death. I didn't want to believe him, but I asked another person and they told me that Papi was a criminal in the past. That's why I'm going home, to confront him and ask him why he lied to me."
"You can't let who your family is affect the type of person that you are," Maxie told him. "You can't let them judge you based on anything other than yourself."
Damian's face turned ghostly white as his mind flashed back to the day his mother died. She had told him that as well. She knew, she always knew. She had lied to him, too. She did it to protect him, just like Sonny did. "My whole life has been built on lies," Damian said. "No matter what I hear, I can't trust it."
"You can trust this," Maxie grabbed his hand. "I love you, Damian. That isn't a lie, that is the truth. No matter who your family is, what they've done, how you feel about them, I love you, not them."
"Weren't you just saying how I'm the one that's been saving you?" Damian asked.
"Role reversal," Maxie grinned.
"I wish I didn't have to leave."
Maxie nodded, "I wish you could stay, too. But we both know how important this is to you, and I won't keep you from finding out what you feel that you need to find out. Promise me one thing, though."
"What is it?"
"That you'll always remember the person that you are, the person that I know to have the best heart and the kindest soul. Promise me that you'll never lose what makes you the person you are now."
"I promise," Damian hugged Maxie and noticed something about this particular area. "You know, this is where it all started."
Maxie broke from the hug and looked around. She hadn't been to this part of the park since the fight with Kyle. She didn't think that she ever would, it brought her too many bad memories. But here she was, and she was actually enjoying being around here. She could be anywhere, as long as she could be with the man she cared for. "That's all in the past. He's in the past."
Georgie walked up and smiled, "I'm so happy to hear you say that."
"It's true," Maxie said. "Kyle's gone, he's never coming back, he's never hurting any of us ever again nor will he hurt other people. I'm through caring about him, and I don't know why I ever thought I did. I want to start building new memories that I will cherish forever and bury the old ones that kept me up at night. I can't think of a better place to start than here."
"Disneyworld would be nice," Dillon said. When the others looked at him much in the same way they had looked at Georgie earlier he realized just how she felt then. "I'll shut up now."
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