Note: I find it almost haunting that I am posting this part of the story
while the show is doing its current arc with the family in question. To be
fair to myself, though, this was written long before Michael fell down the
well... still, could I be any less timely?
Joy- I think that Maxie's getting her punishment for the way she treated her boyfriend when she first saw him, don't you? Okay, sure, I may have taken it a bit over the top, but this is Port Charles... You're right about Sonny and Damian, and they're going to need each other now more than ever.
Kayla- Yup, I'm rather good with those cliffhangers. People thought that they one I had with the gun going off way back when was bad, and I told them that wouldn't even be the worst cliffhanger. Ah, it seems like so long ago... I do find it funny that one of my reviewers feels bad for Maxie while the other is enraged. Go me.
Journeylove- It was not my intention to make you cry, but, in a very sadistic sort of way, I'm glad to know that I got such a strong reaction out of you.
Story-
Corinthos Household-
The time of being blissfully unaware of the crisis that was affecting the family mere miles away was something that the Corinthos family would no doubt want to savor. However, since they were completely unaware of the fact that something was wrong, they didn't think anything of it at all. There was no premonition. Sonny didn't feel like a part of him was tore apart the minute Damian was hit by the car. He was going through the files that he had to look over and give his approval to Myer as soon as he could. He hated going through the files, but it was something that was required in order to keep his operation going smoothly.
"Sonny," Carly came down the stairs. She smiled when she realized what he was doing. "Don't you think that you could take a day off from your business and instead indulge in the pleasure of the situation?" She sat down next to him and ran a hand up his leg. "You should be basking in the freedom that your son has found, not milling about with useless paperwork."
"It has to be done, Carly."
She pulled away from him, "You're just no fun."
"Need I remind you that doing this monotonous paperwork whenever it comes to me is what keeps you living the good life that you've become accustomed to?"
"You wound me with your truths, Mr. Corinthos," Carly grinned. "But I think I could manage to live a day without the best if it meant being with you."
"I'd never let you have anything but the best, Carly. You know that."
"That's why I love you so much," She said, kissing him on the cheek. "You keep us all as happy as you can, even when you're not feeling the same joy that we feel." She grabbed the paperwork and pulled it out of his hands, softly, with a slight hint of seduction. "What's Damian going to think when he comes home and sees that you're too busy looking over paperwork to spend some time with him?"
"Unlike some people," Sonny began as he yanked the paper back, "my son is smarter than to think that I would care about him any less. I've just got a lot of things that I need to take care of in order to properly provide for my family."
"Shouldn't they have been back by now?" Carly asked. "How long does it take to eat at Kelly's?"
"They're probably just spending some time together," Sonny said. "You know how much Michael adores Damian. I'm sure they're spending every waking moment just talking about whatever idea comes into Michael's mind."
Carly agreed. Michael was a chatterbox with the people that he cared about, Damian more so than most. She didn't know exactly why, but she suspected that it was because Damian would actually listen, intently, to whatever it was Michael was telling him. Damian had something about him that allowed him to always give Michael his full attention, something that Carly didn't even possess at times. It wasn't that she thought that her son was a pest, but he was a little boy and he always had questions about things that she wasn't entirely sure she could answer. She knew that it was just something that he was going through and that he would eventually break out of it, but she wondered when it would happen. At least Michael had someone who would be there for him when he needed it. Sometimes she couldn't be there, sometimes Sonny couldn't, but she knew that Damian would find a way to be there if Michael needed it. Again she was awed by her ignorance. She was so opposed to him becoming a fixture in their lives, she was so unfair to him.
The door burst open, unexpectedly. Carly and Sonny didn't even have a second to look before Sonny was bombarded with the soft sobs coming from a very familiar redheaded child. It was only then that Sonny, with no answers for Michael's attitude change, noticed that the person standing in the doorway wasn't his son. "Elizabeth?" Sonny held Michael, still unaware of what was going on. "Why are you here?"
"Sonny... I had to bring him home," Elizabeth said as she took an uneasy step into the house. She was uninvited. She was probably just above Ric on the list of people who would never be let inside the house under all but the most dire circumstances.
"Why?" Sonny inquired. "Damian was with him."
Elizabeth's face began to show that she wasn't going to enjoy saying what she needed to say. But she would have to. Michael likely wouldn't be able to find the words to express what was going on without somehow making everything seem like it was worse than it truly was. Not that there was a very big margin of error. "There... was an accident, Sonny."
"What?" Sonny let Michael go. It wasn't that he wanted to, but he needed to have his full attention on Elizabeth.
Carly took Michael into her arms and made sounds that she hoped would comfort her son. "Its okay, Michael."
"What do you mean there was an accident?" Sonny asked. Elizabeth started to back away. Sonny was scaring her. "Elizabeth, tell me, dammit!"
Elizabeth jumped back and started to stumble with her words. Sonny was frightening her even more. "A truck... tried to hit Michael... Damian pushed him out of the way and got hit instead."
Sonny/s anger quickly faded into worry. "Where is he now?"
"The hospital... they took him away in the ambulance."
Sonny's questions kept coming. It wasn't surprising. He was completely in the dark, something that wasn't exactly a normal feeling for Sonny. "How bad is he?"
Elizabeth couldn't give him an answer to that. "I didn't see him, Sonny. I made sure that Michael wasn't alone... Ric's the only one who knows how he looked."
"Ric?" Sonny's anger flared again. "Where is Ric?"
"At the hospital..."
"He's at the hospital, where my son is, while my son is injured?"
"Sonny! He only wanted to help!" Elizabeth was quick to defend Ric. She knew that he had nothing to do with the accident. He had been with her the entire time. "We were coming back from a meal and we saw Michael and Damian. We didn't think anything of it until we saw that the truck wasn't stopping."
"What kind of truck was it?"
"I don't know," Elizabeth said. "I was too busy worrying about Damian and Michael... I didn't pay attention."
"Honey, are you okay?" Carly asked Michael. She looked at her son's face and saw that he had a small cut on his face. She was worried about Damian, there was no doubt about it, but her first concern would always be to her own child. "Come on, let's get you washed up so you don't get an infection."
"I want to go with Damian!" Michael screamed. "Mommy... daddy... I don't want him to die!"
"Michael, the doctors and grandma are doing everything they can for him. I know it," Carly forced a smile on her face. "But I need to take care of you right now. Please come with me."
"Go with your mother, Michael," Sonny ordered, the situation slowly soaking into his mind.
"Daddy!"
"Michael, please! I can't worry about Damian and worry about you at the same time. Let your mother take care of you."
Michael, tears still freely flowing down his cheeks, knew that he couldn't argue with both his parents. He ran up the stairs, but he wasn't happy about anything that was going on. How could he be?
Carly watched Michael run up the stairs. "Go, Sonny. I know how much he means to you. I'll stay with Michael and calm him down before I go to the hospital, but you need to be there as soon as you can be."
"Tell Courtney and Jason..."
"I will, I promise." Carly walked up the stairs.
Elizabeth looked uneasily at Sonny. It was the first time that she realized that she was being left alone with the man that had caused so much pain in Ric's life, even if most of it was entirely unfounded and caused by Ric's vendetta. None of that mattered, because she was still intimated by Sonny. "I should go... Ric probably wants me by his side."
"Let me drive you," Sonny offered.
"No, it's okay."
"Please, Elizabeth, you told me about my son's accident, it's the least I can do. Besides, you can tell me about what you saw better now that Michael's not around. Please."
Elizabeth, not wanting to ignore a father, any father's pain, reluctantly agreed. "Okay, Sonny. I'll tell you what I can."
"Any information would be helpful."
Lorenzo Alcazar's Home-
The mastermind behind the hit and run sat in his chair, awaiting any word on the status of his grand ploy to get Carly's love once and for all. He was expecting a phone call or something of the like. When there was a knock on his door he was a little surprised to see Al standing there in front of him. "What are you doing here?"
"The job was botched."
"What?" Lorenzo asked, his voice filled with a tone of displeasure.
"I tried to take out the redhead like you told me..."
"I never told you to kill Michael!" Lorenzo yelled. "I would never ask for Carly's own flesh and blood to be hurt. It would kill her!"
"You said take out the son!"
"I said step-son!" Lorenzo countered. "You idiot, can't you take orders!"
"The step-son got in the way, sir," Al said. "He was the one who ended up getting hit. The boy only got pushed away, nothing major."
"You caused Michael pain."
"I was only following your orders!"
"I would never request such a thing! You should have known that!"
"Well I did what you wanted me to do, sir," Al replied. "Zuniga took the hit and is in the hospital as we speak. I didn't fail you."
"You're wrong," Lorenzo countered. "You still put Carly's child in jeopardy. You've possibly cost me a chance at getting the woman that I love to feel the same way for me!" Lorenzo pulled out a gun and shot Al at point blank. Al groaned before he fell to the ground. "That's how I reward failure..."
Joy- I think that Maxie's getting her punishment for the way she treated her boyfriend when she first saw him, don't you? Okay, sure, I may have taken it a bit over the top, but this is Port Charles... You're right about Sonny and Damian, and they're going to need each other now more than ever.
Kayla- Yup, I'm rather good with those cliffhangers. People thought that they one I had with the gun going off way back when was bad, and I told them that wouldn't even be the worst cliffhanger. Ah, it seems like so long ago... I do find it funny that one of my reviewers feels bad for Maxie while the other is enraged. Go me.
Journeylove- It was not my intention to make you cry, but, in a very sadistic sort of way, I'm glad to know that I got such a strong reaction out of you.
Story-
Corinthos Household-
The time of being blissfully unaware of the crisis that was affecting the family mere miles away was something that the Corinthos family would no doubt want to savor. However, since they were completely unaware of the fact that something was wrong, they didn't think anything of it at all. There was no premonition. Sonny didn't feel like a part of him was tore apart the minute Damian was hit by the car. He was going through the files that he had to look over and give his approval to Myer as soon as he could. He hated going through the files, but it was something that was required in order to keep his operation going smoothly.
"Sonny," Carly came down the stairs. She smiled when she realized what he was doing. "Don't you think that you could take a day off from your business and instead indulge in the pleasure of the situation?" She sat down next to him and ran a hand up his leg. "You should be basking in the freedom that your son has found, not milling about with useless paperwork."
"It has to be done, Carly."
She pulled away from him, "You're just no fun."
"Need I remind you that doing this monotonous paperwork whenever it comes to me is what keeps you living the good life that you've become accustomed to?"
"You wound me with your truths, Mr. Corinthos," Carly grinned. "But I think I could manage to live a day without the best if it meant being with you."
"I'd never let you have anything but the best, Carly. You know that."
"That's why I love you so much," She said, kissing him on the cheek. "You keep us all as happy as you can, even when you're not feeling the same joy that we feel." She grabbed the paperwork and pulled it out of his hands, softly, with a slight hint of seduction. "What's Damian going to think when he comes home and sees that you're too busy looking over paperwork to spend some time with him?"
"Unlike some people," Sonny began as he yanked the paper back, "my son is smarter than to think that I would care about him any less. I've just got a lot of things that I need to take care of in order to properly provide for my family."
"Shouldn't they have been back by now?" Carly asked. "How long does it take to eat at Kelly's?"
"They're probably just spending some time together," Sonny said. "You know how much Michael adores Damian. I'm sure they're spending every waking moment just talking about whatever idea comes into Michael's mind."
Carly agreed. Michael was a chatterbox with the people that he cared about, Damian more so than most. She didn't know exactly why, but she suspected that it was because Damian would actually listen, intently, to whatever it was Michael was telling him. Damian had something about him that allowed him to always give Michael his full attention, something that Carly didn't even possess at times. It wasn't that she thought that her son was a pest, but he was a little boy and he always had questions about things that she wasn't entirely sure she could answer. She knew that it was just something that he was going through and that he would eventually break out of it, but she wondered when it would happen. At least Michael had someone who would be there for him when he needed it. Sometimes she couldn't be there, sometimes Sonny couldn't, but she knew that Damian would find a way to be there if Michael needed it. Again she was awed by her ignorance. She was so opposed to him becoming a fixture in their lives, she was so unfair to him.
The door burst open, unexpectedly. Carly and Sonny didn't even have a second to look before Sonny was bombarded with the soft sobs coming from a very familiar redheaded child. It was only then that Sonny, with no answers for Michael's attitude change, noticed that the person standing in the doorway wasn't his son. "Elizabeth?" Sonny held Michael, still unaware of what was going on. "Why are you here?"
"Sonny... I had to bring him home," Elizabeth said as she took an uneasy step into the house. She was uninvited. She was probably just above Ric on the list of people who would never be let inside the house under all but the most dire circumstances.
"Why?" Sonny inquired. "Damian was with him."
Elizabeth's face began to show that she wasn't going to enjoy saying what she needed to say. But she would have to. Michael likely wouldn't be able to find the words to express what was going on without somehow making everything seem like it was worse than it truly was. Not that there was a very big margin of error. "There... was an accident, Sonny."
"What?" Sonny let Michael go. It wasn't that he wanted to, but he needed to have his full attention on Elizabeth.
Carly took Michael into her arms and made sounds that she hoped would comfort her son. "Its okay, Michael."
"What do you mean there was an accident?" Sonny asked. Elizabeth started to back away. Sonny was scaring her. "Elizabeth, tell me, dammit!"
Elizabeth jumped back and started to stumble with her words. Sonny was frightening her even more. "A truck... tried to hit Michael... Damian pushed him out of the way and got hit instead."
Sonny/s anger quickly faded into worry. "Where is he now?"
"The hospital... they took him away in the ambulance."
Sonny's questions kept coming. It wasn't surprising. He was completely in the dark, something that wasn't exactly a normal feeling for Sonny. "How bad is he?"
Elizabeth couldn't give him an answer to that. "I didn't see him, Sonny. I made sure that Michael wasn't alone... Ric's the only one who knows how he looked."
"Ric?" Sonny's anger flared again. "Where is Ric?"
"At the hospital..."
"He's at the hospital, where my son is, while my son is injured?"
"Sonny! He only wanted to help!" Elizabeth was quick to defend Ric. She knew that he had nothing to do with the accident. He had been with her the entire time. "We were coming back from a meal and we saw Michael and Damian. We didn't think anything of it until we saw that the truck wasn't stopping."
"What kind of truck was it?"
"I don't know," Elizabeth said. "I was too busy worrying about Damian and Michael... I didn't pay attention."
"Honey, are you okay?" Carly asked Michael. She looked at her son's face and saw that he had a small cut on his face. She was worried about Damian, there was no doubt about it, but her first concern would always be to her own child. "Come on, let's get you washed up so you don't get an infection."
"I want to go with Damian!" Michael screamed. "Mommy... daddy... I don't want him to die!"
"Michael, the doctors and grandma are doing everything they can for him. I know it," Carly forced a smile on her face. "But I need to take care of you right now. Please come with me."
"Go with your mother, Michael," Sonny ordered, the situation slowly soaking into his mind.
"Daddy!"
"Michael, please! I can't worry about Damian and worry about you at the same time. Let your mother take care of you."
Michael, tears still freely flowing down his cheeks, knew that he couldn't argue with both his parents. He ran up the stairs, but he wasn't happy about anything that was going on. How could he be?
Carly watched Michael run up the stairs. "Go, Sonny. I know how much he means to you. I'll stay with Michael and calm him down before I go to the hospital, but you need to be there as soon as you can be."
"Tell Courtney and Jason..."
"I will, I promise." Carly walked up the stairs.
Elizabeth looked uneasily at Sonny. It was the first time that she realized that she was being left alone with the man that had caused so much pain in Ric's life, even if most of it was entirely unfounded and caused by Ric's vendetta. None of that mattered, because she was still intimated by Sonny. "I should go... Ric probably wants me by his side."
"Let me drive you," Sonny offered.
"No, it's okay."
"Please, Elizabeth, you told me about my son's accident, it's the least I can do. Besides, you can tell me about what you saw better now that Michael's not around. Please."
Elizabeth, not wanting to ignore a father, any father's pain, reluctantly agreed. "Okay, Sonny. I'll tell you what I can."
"Any information would be helpful."
Lorenzo Alcazar's Home-
The mastermind behind the hit and run sat in his chair, awaiting any word on the status of his grand ploy to get Carly's love once and for all. He was expecting a phone call or something of the like. When there was a knock on his door he was a little surprised to see Al standing there in front of him. "What are you doing here?"
"The job was botched."
"What?" Lorenzo asked, his voice filled with a tone of displeasure.
"I tried to take out the redhead like you told me..."
"I never told you to kill Michael!" Lorenzo yelled. "I would never ask for Carly's own flesh and blood to be hurt. It would kill her!"
"You said take out the son!"
"I said step-son!" Lorenzo countered. "You idiot, can't you take orders!"
"The step-son got in the way, sir," Al said. "He was the one who ended up getting hit. The boy only got pushed away, nothing major."
"You caused Michael pain."
"I was only following your orders!"
"I would never request such a thing! You should have known that!"
"Well I did what you wanted me to do, sir," Al replied. "Zuniga took the hit and is in the hospital as we speak. I didn't fail you."
"You're wrong," Lorenzo countered. "You still put Carly's child in jeopardy. You've possibly cost me a chance at getting the woman that I love to feel the same way for me!" Lorenzo pulled out a gun and shot Al at point blank. Al groaned before he fell to the ground. "That's how I reward failure..."