Kayla- I'm amused and honored that you think they're cute, especially
considering that there is no basis for Damian's character outside of what I
have done in the story. At least it shows me that people like him, which is
always a concern of writers who put original characters in established
continuity, regardless of what show/book/movie it is. Damian would want
Maxie to be happy even without him, not deny herself something that she
wanted for him, that's why he asked her to do that for him.
Stacey- Many thanks for the praise. I'm also glad that you like Damian as much as you do. I think he is tolerable because he's not perfect, people might view him as such but he knows his varied flaws and so do the readers through his semi-narratives. Yes, the jail plot is beginning to grate on me as well, but fear not, I have actually written the end of it. I did a count of how many chapters it will take from this post and it will be cleared in 4 days when I will get to something else. Hopefully the end will make people happy, if not... well, darn.
Story-
Elsewhere in the Port Charles Police Department-
Scott knew that Maxie was there. He had seen her, Georgie, and Dillon come into the station from outside. He had nothing against Maxie and Georgie, they were good kids. Dillon was debatable, since he was a Quatermaine which made him less than trustworthy by default. It was while he was watching the three teenagers walk into the station that he saw Maxie's face. She looked extremely melancholy. Scott could tell that it was because of what was happening to her boyfriend. He didn't blame her. After all, it was only natural to feel sad when someone that you loved was in trouble or in danger. Did she know that he was innocent? Scott was almost certain that she did. After all, he knew that Damian was innocent and he would have known even if he wasn't the one that set everything up. All of Maxie's emotional pain was being caused by him, and she didn't deserve to be put through that.
Scott picked up his phone and dialed Lorenzo's number. Lorenzo picked it up after a few rings. "You were instructed not to call this number, especially from the line that you are on."
"I can't do this..." Scott said.
"Don't get cold feet on me now, Mister District Attorney," Lorenzo said calmly. "Need I remind you what's at stake?"
"I'm hurting so many people..." Scott thought back to Maxie's face. He thought back to how Bobbie looked when she visited him the week before. "I'm hurting people that I care about, Alcazar. No amount of money can make up for the pain that I've caused them."
"You're notorious for having no conscience at all, Baldwin," Lorenzo stated. "How did you get that reputation? Surely I had nothing to do with it, I wasn't even in Port Charles while you worked your way into power by any means necessary. You've gone this far without feeling anything at all in terms of guilt for your actions. Do not start now."
"But..."
"Remember what I told you about failure," Lorenzo's voice was harsh. "I will not tolerate anything but success in this operation. Damian Zuniga must be placed in prison for those murders."
"Why is it so important to you? What did the kid ever do to you? When I look at him, I don't see a single bone in his body that is capable of doing anything painful."
"You're not looking hard enough," Lorenzo commented. "Get the job done or I'll make sure that you never do anything again. You won't be around long enough to be productive if you mess this project up." Lorenzo ended the call and thought about his reasons. Scott was wrong, Damian could hurt people. He hurt Carly. He put her through emotional hell with his arrival. He wasn't going anywhere by choice, and that only put Carly under more stress, more pain. Lorenzo wouldn't stand by and let anyone hurt the woman that he loved. For that reason alone, Damian had to go.
Scott looked at the dead phone before hanging it up and leaning back. He looked over a picture of Serena. His pride and joy. Karen was already gone, taken from him before he got a good chance to spend some time with his daughter. Lorenzo wasn't involved with that in any way, but if Scott failed he knew that Alcazar would likely do something to his other daughter, if not something to him. Scott could stand dying if he protected Serena, but he couldn't stand around and let anyone hurt his daughter. Because of that, to protect his own child, he had to go through with the plan. Even if it meant hurting people that he did care about.
Georgie and Dillon stood around the station while Maxie spent time with her boyfriend. Occasionally they would look at each other and force a smile as a means of comforting one another, but those moments were fleeting at best. Georgie was focused on making sure that her sister survived what she was going through. She couldn't stand to lose Maxie. On some levels she was closer to Maxie than she was with Dillon. They could talk about a lot of things, they could share the familiar stories of their past. There was no doubt that she loved her sister, even when she was been driven crazy by Maxie's immature antics. Those were a thing of the past, though, and she knew that Maxie's change in drive and attitude had at the very least something to do with her relationship with Damian. He was good for her, she knew that now. Georgie liked Damian a lot. She knew that he and Dillon were becoming fast friends, which made her feel good as well. Dillon didn't have very many people outside of her and Maxie that he could really consider friends. Having Damian around made it so that he could at least have that fellow male companion to talk about. They wouldn't do something stupid like talk about who was better in bed. They were far too kind for that, which was something that she liked as well. Georgie was all too aware of the fact that those moments might be a thing of the past. Damian could be going away for a long time. She had to worry about the pain that it would cause not only her sister but her boyfriend as well. She put her lip nervously, hoping that everything would be okay.
Dillon looked around the station, not trying to be obvious. A quick glance here and there. He didn't think that the PCPD would be stupid enough to let anything incriminating be seen by a teenager just handing around loosely, but stranger things had happened in the building. He had thought about visiting Damian as well, but if his family found out that he was spending time hanging around a 'convicted' felon, then they would disown him in a second. He still hadn't told them about his spur of the moment conversation with Jason. They knew that he hung around Damian and when they found out that he had been arrested he was all but forbidden to spend any time around him. Edward was constantly saying that it was only a matter of time before Damian went into the same actions that Sonny Corinthos made his life doing, and even sooner when little Michael would find his way towards crime as well. No one wanted to believe that Damian was innocent, no one except Dillon. It was always that way, though. None of the Quatermaine's were very accepting of his relationship with Georgie, but he didn't care what his family felt when it came to the love of his life.
One of the men on duty looked at Dillon, who was eyeing around still. Dillon saw that he was being glared at and he turned his head towards Georgie, who, at that exact moment, looked up at him. They both laughed uneasily.
"Tension's so thick in here you could cut it like a knife," Dillon observed.
"What do you expect?" Georgie asked. "It's a jailhouse. Criminals are here."
"And people who aren't criminals are treated like they are," Dillon mused sadly.
"Yeah," Georgie agreed. "I can't believe she didn't tell me when she found out. I can't believe you didn't tell me when you found out."
"I did," Dillon said. "I just went to see Jason first."
"You talked to your cousin, who really couldn't care less about you to be honest, before you talked to me about this, Dillon!"
"Jason has experience in these things, Georgie," Dillon pointed out. "Besides, Jason cares about Damian."
"And I don't? He's my sister's boyfriend!"
"Can we not fight?" Dillon asked. "I hate it when we fight, and I know that we shouldn't be fighting right now, we should be making sure that nothing bad happens to anyone around us."
Georgie nodded, "I hate it when we fight, too. I'm just on edge, I guess."
"Georgie?"
Georgie turned around, "Lucky! Hi!"
Lucky smiled, "Are you here to see your father?"
"No," Georgie frowned, she wished it was that simple. "I'm here with Dillon and Maxie."
Lucky saw Dillon, but he didn't see Maxie. It didn't take a genius to realize where she was. "She finally came to visit him?" Lucky had wondered why Maxie wasn't around more often.
"She couldn't do it before today," Georgie said. "She tried. She said that she tried so many times, but she just couldn't bring herself to think about him like he was a criminal."
"Because he's not." Lucky said.
"Nice to know someone in here realizes that," Dillon muttered.
"We're doing everything we can to get him out of here, Dillon," Lucky said. "But it's not as easy as it looks in the movies. Clues just don't fall down from the sky and tell us something we need to know."
Dillon sighed, "I know, Lucky. Sorry."
"You think she's doing okay in there?" Lucky wondered. He would always be concerned about Maxie. Since she had a crush on him when she was much younger he began to look at her like a little sister, the same with Georgie. He'd protect them if he could.
"He wouldn't hurt her," Georgie said.
"I never thought that he would," Lucky stared at the cold door. "I just can't help but think that she's going through hell right now."
"She is," Georgie said. "She cries herself to sleep every night. She doesn't think that I know, but I do. I want to be there for her, but she'll just shut herself in and not talk to me if I try and force myself on her. She's done it before. I have to watch her and make it seem like I'm not watching her. It's hard on me."
"I could help you watch her," Dillon said, putting a hand on Georgie's shoulder.
"Mac still won't let you stay over," Georgie dryly commented. "Just because he doesn't threaten to arrest you every time we're together anymore doesn't mean he's going to let us have sleepovers."
"It wasn't like I had my bags packed or anything, Georgie," Dillon said. "I was just offering my help."
"If you see her acting strange, tell me," Georgie requested. "But she's actually appearing to do a lot better than I thought she would be."
"Maxie's stronger than we give her credit for," Lucky said. "I guess everyone's just so used to sheltering her."
At that moment, Maxie opened the door and came out of the interrogation room. It was easy to tell that she had been crying, but she didn't look distraught. In fact, she looked rather content.
Georgie walked up first, ever the protective sister. "You okay?"
Maxie nodded, "He'll get out. I believe that he'll get out."
"We all do," Georgie agreed. Dillon and Lucky nodded their heads in agreement. "No doubt in any of our minds that he's going to find a way to beat this."
Stacey- Many thanks for the praise. I'm also glad that you like Damian as much as you do. I think he is tolerable because he's not perfect, people might view him as such but he knows his varied flaws and so do the readers through his semi-narratives. Yes, the jail plot is beginning to grate on me as well, but fear not, I have actually written the end of it. I did a count of how many chapters it will take from this post and it will be cleared in 4 days when I will get to something else. Hopefully the end will make people happy, if not... well, darn.
Story-
Elsewhere in the Port Charles Police Department-
Scott knew that Maxie was there. He had seen her, Georgie, and Dillon come into the station from outside. He had nothing against Maxie and Georgie, they were good kids. Dillon was debatable, since he was a Quatermaine which made him less than trustworthy by default. It was while he was watching the three teenagers walk into the station that he saw Maxie's face. She looked extremely melancholy. Scott could tell that it was because of what was happening to her boyfriend. He didn't blame her. After all, it was only natural to feel sad when someone that you loved was in trouble or in danger. Did she know that he was innocent? Scott was almost certain that she did. After all, he knew that Damian was innocent and he would have known even if he wasn't the one that set everything up. All of Maxie's emotional pain was being caused by him, and she didn't deserve to be put through that.
Scott picked up his phone and dialed Lorenzo's number. Lorenzo picked it up after a few rings. "You were instructed not to call this number, especially from the line that you are on."
"I can't do this..." Scott said.
"Don't get cold feet on me now, Mister District Attorney," Lorenzo said calmly. "Need I remind you what's at stake?"
"I'm hurting so many people..." Scott thought back to Maxie's face. He thought back to how Bobbie looked when she visited him the week before. "I'm hurting people that I care about, Alcazar. No amount of money can make up for the pain that I've caused them."
"You're notorious for having no conscience at all, Baldwin," Lorenzo stated. "How did you get that reputation? Surely I had nothing to do with it, I wasn't even in Port Charles while you worked your way into power by any means necessary. You've gone this far without feeling anything at all in terms of guilt for your actions. Do not start now."
"But..."
"Remember what I told you about failure," Lorenzo's voice was harsh. "I will not tolerate anything but success in this operation. Damian Zuniga must be placed in prison for those murders."
"Why is it so important to you? What did the kid ever do to you? When I look at him, I don't see a single bone in his body that is capable of doing anything painful."
"You're not looking hard enough," Lorenzo commented. "Get the job done or I'll make sure that you never do anything again. You won't be around long enough to be productive if you mess this project up." Lorenzo ended the call and thought about his reasons. Scott was wrong, Damian could hurt people. He hurt Carly. He put her through emotional hell with his arrival. He wasn't going anywhere by choice, and that only put Carly under more stress, more pain. Lorenzo wouldn't stand by and let anyone hurt the woman that he loved. For that reason alone, Damian had to go.
Scott looked at the dead phone before hanging it up and leaning back. He looked over a picture of Serena. His pride and joy. Karen was already gone, taken from him before he got a good chance to spend some time with his daughter. Lorenzo wasn't involved with that in any way, but if Scott failed he knew that Alcazar would likely do something to his other daughter, if not something to him. Scott could stand dying if he protected Serena, but he couldn't stand around and let anyone hurt his daughter. Because of that, to protect his own child, he had to go through with the plan. Even if it meant hurting people that he did care about.
Georgie and Dillon stood around the station while Maxie spent time with her boyfriend. Occasionally they would look at each other and force a smile as a means of comforting one another, but those moments were fleeting at best. Georgie was focused on making sure that her sister survived what she was going through. She couldn't stand to lose Maxie. On some levels she was closer to Maxie than she was with Dillon. They could talk about a lot of things, they could share the familiar stories of their past. There was no doubt that she loved her sister, even when she was been driven crazy by Maxie's immature antics. Those were a thing of the past, though, and she knew that Maxie's change in drive and attitude had at the very least something to do with her relationship with Damian. He was good for her, she knew that now. Georgie liked Damian a lot. She knew that he and Dillon were becoming fast friends, which made her feel good as well. Dillon didn't have very many people outside of her and Maxie that he could really consider friends. Having Damian around made it so that he could at least have that fellow male companion to talk about. They wouldn't do something stupid like talk about who was better in bed. They were far too kind for that, which was something that she liked as well. Georgie was all too aware of the fact that those moments might be a thing of the past. Damian could be going away for a long time. She had to worry about the pain that it would cause not only her sister but her boyfriend as well. She put her lip nervously, hoping that everything would be okay.
Dillon looked around the station, not trying to be obvious. A quick glance here and there. He didn't think that the PCPD would be stupid enough to let anything incriminating be seen by a teenager just handing around loosely, but stranger things had happened in the building. He had thought about visiting Damian as well, but if his family found out that he was spending time hanging around a 'convicted' felon, then they would disown him in a second. He still hadn't told them about his spur of the moment conversation with Jason. They knew that he hung around Damian and when they found out that he had been arrested he was all but forbidden to spend any time around him. Edward was constantly saying that it was only a matter of time before Damian went into the same actions that Sonny Corinthos made his life doing, and even sooner when little Michael would find his way towards crime as well. No one wanted to believe that Damian was innocent, no one except Dillon. It was always that way, though. None of the Quatermaine's were very accepting of his relationship with Georgie, but he didn't care what his family felt when it came to the love of his life.
One of the men on duty looked at Dillon, who was eyeing around still. Dillon saw that he was being glared at and he turned his head towards Georgie, who, at that exact moment, looked up at him. They both laughed uneasily.
"Tension's so thick in here you could cut it like a knife," Dillon observed.
"What do you expect?" Georgie asked. "It's a jailhouse. Criminals are here."
"And people who aren't criminals are treated like they are," Dillon mused sadly.
"Yeah," Georgie agreed. "I can't believe she didn't tell me when she found out. I can't believe you didn't tell me when you found out."
"I did," Dillon said. "I just went to see Jason first."
"You talked to your cousin, who really couldn't care less about you to be honest, before you talked to me about this, Dillon!"
"Jason has experience in these things, Georgie," Dillon pointed out. "Besides, Jason cares about Damian."
"And I don't? He's my sister's boyfriend!"
"Can we not fight?" Dillon asked. "I hate it when we fight, and I know that we shouldn't be fighting right now, we should be making sure that nothing bad happens to anyone around us."
Georgie nodded, "I hate it when we fight, too. I'm just on edge, I guess."
"Georgie?"
Georgie turned around, "Lucky! Hi!"
Lucky smiled, "Are you here to see your father?"
"No," Georgie frowned, she wished it was that simple. "I'm here with Dillon and Maxie."
Lucky saw Dillon, but he didn't see Maxie. It didn't take a genius to realize where she was. "She finally came to visit him?" Lucky had wondered why Maxie wasn't around more often.
"She couldn't do it before today," Georgie said. "She tried. She said that she tried so many times, but she just couldn't bring herself to think about him like he was a criminal."
"Because he's not." Lucky said.
"Nice to know someone in here realizes that," Dillon muttered.
"We're doing everything we can to get him out of here, Dillon," Lucky said. "But it's not as easy as it looks in the movies. Clues just don't fall down from the sky and tell us something we need to know."
Dillon sighed, "I know, Lucky. Sorry."
"You think she's doing okay in there?" Lucky wondered. He would always be concerned about Maxie. Since she had a crush on him when she was much younger he began to look at her like a little sister, the same with Georgie. He'd protect them if he could.
"He wouldn't hurt her," Georgie said.
"I never thought that he would," Lucky stared at the cold door. "I just can't help but think that she's going through hell right now."
"She is," Georgie said. "She cries herself to sleep every night. She doesn't think that I know, but I do. I want to be there for her, but she'll just shut herself in and not talk to me if I try and force myself on her. She's done it before. I have to watch her and make it seem like I'm not watching her. It's hard on me."
"I could help you watch her," Dillon said, putting a hand on Georgie's shoulder.
"Mac still won't let you stay over," Georgie dryly commented. "Just because he doesn't threaten to arrest you every time we're together anymore doesn't mean he's going to let us have sleepovers."
"It wasn't like I had my bags packed or anything, Georgie," Dillon said. "I was just offering my help."
"If you see her acting strange, tell me," Georgie requested. "But she's actually appearing to do a lot better than I thought she would be."
"Maxie's stronger than we give her credit for," Lucky said. "I guess everyone's just so used to sheltering her."
At that moment, Maxie opened the door and came out of the interrogation room. It was easy to tell that she had been crying, but she didn't look distraught. In fact, she looked rather content.
Georgie walked up first, ever the protective sister. "You okay?"
Maxie nodded, "He'll get out. I believe that he'll get out."
"We all do," Georgie agreed. Dillon and Lucky nodded their heads in agreement. "No doubt in any of our minds that he's going to find a way to beat this."