Note: Remember, starting tomorrow you can look forward to two chapters a
day for an extended period of time... hopefully I can keep the trend going
that will let me keep on writing two chapters a night, too.
Kayla- I wanted to show that Maxie was going to have a change of heart when in regards to Sonny, which is why I had that little moment. She's worried about her boyfriend, but she knows that he's worried about his son, so it works out.
Story-
Corinthos Household-
Throughout her life, Carly had managed to see Michael through his fair share of crises. But that didn't mean that she was always prepared for one. No, Sonny had always made it seem like everything in their life was going to be okay even when they knew that the feeling of safety was fleeting at best. Still, they all chose to live under the false veil of security, and when that veil was finally lifted it was usually hard for all of them. But, as hard as it always was, Michael was only directly involved with a few of them. One was the time he saw her get taken away and placed in the panic room, the other was now this. Michael had said that he couldn't remember what had happened, but he was there when the truck hit Damian. The truck that was apparently intended to hit him. Was it a drunk driver? Was it someone who just wanted to make Sonny suffer? They were both possible, although when it came to Sony's life it was almost always a given t hat something happened because of him.
Michael hadn't stopped crying, at least indefinitely. There would be times in the twenty minutes that he had been home where the sobs would stop for a fleeting moment, like the boy was trying to adjust to the situation but just couldn't find a way to cope. When that realization hit him, the sobbing started again. Carly felt her pant legs soaked with the tears of her child, and she only wished that there was a way that she could make them go away. It didn't matter what he did, all that mattered was making sure that he was okay.
Michael finally stopped a few minutes later, but that didn't mean that everything was okay. It was probably an indication that everything was just the opposite. He wiped his nose and sniffled, "Mommy... I want to be with him."
"Honey, there's nothing that you can do for him," Carly said softly. "The only ones who can help him right now are the doctors, not even daddy can help him get better, not until we know for sure that he's going to be all right."
"But he was with me when I was in the hospital! Even when the doctors couldn't make me feel any better, he was there for me."
"This is different, Michael," Carly tried to reason with her son. He was a bright boy, she was proud of him. She only hoped that he would understand what she was saying. "You weren't hurt, there was just something wrong with you inside of your head. Damian was hit by a truck, he's going to have a lot of really big cuts... it's not something that I want you to see."
"He's going to die, isn't he?" Michael asked. "He's going to die because he saved me." Michael's tears began once more. "Mommy, why'd he have to do that? Why did he have to get hurt because of me?"
"Because he loves you, Michael," Carly hugged him. "He put himself in danger just to keep you from being hurt. He did the same thing that any of us would have done for you. I owe him so much because he protected you when I couldn't."
"Is daddy going to protect him?"
"I think so," Carly said. "Daddy's going to do everything that he can to help Damian, Michael, we all know that. But daddy can't fix every little problem that comes across."
"What can I do to help? I just want to help. I hate being here and feeling safe when I know that he's hurt because of something that was supposed to happen to me."
"Michael, nothing was supposed to happen to you. This isn't your fault. He didn't have any way of knowing that someone was going to try and hurt you, he just acted on his instincts and he got hurt because of it. He has a better chance of surviving than you would have. If you would have gotten hit by that truck instead... I don't even want to know what could have happened."
"You're going to go see him, aren't you?"
"When I know that you're okay, yeah. I'm going to make sure that daddy's okay. He needs me right now. You know how much he worries about you and your brothers. Right now he must be feeling so much pain."
"Will you tell daddy that I love him?"
Carly smiled, "Of course I'll tell daddy that you love him, Michael. I'm sure that he'll want to hear that, it will make him feel better."
"What about Morgan?" Slowly, the tears and the panic were fading from the young boy's conscious. He was still worried, but he was beginning to accept it more than he had.
"Morgan's just a baby. He doesn't understand what's going on."
"He'll know that he had someone who cared about him, right?" Michael asked. "He's just a baby, he won't remember Damian if he doesn't come home. I don't want Morgan to think that he didn't have Damian in his life, that would hurt everyone."
"Don't worry about that right now, Michael." Carly didn't want her young boy thinking about death, but it was obvious that it was something that was on his mind. "If it does happen, though, we won't let Morgan think that Damian didn't care about him, I promise."
"You're worried about him, aren't you?" Michael asked.
"Yeah, baby, I'm scared for him right now."
"I like it a lot better now that the two of you aren't fighting with each other all the time," Michael tried to focus on something positive, something that would help him deal. "Everyone seemed happier..."
"We were. We can still be that way, Michael."
Michael grabbed the chain that had been given to him by Damian when he was in the hospital. "Do you think I should give this back to him?"
Carly shook her head, "He wanted you to keep it forever, remember? If you keep it around your neck I'm sure he'll know that you're thinking about him and he'll know that you want him to get better and it will help him get better."
"You think so?" Michael wondered.
"I think it's worth a shot," Carly said, kissing the boy on the forehead. "I'm going to be with daddy at the hospital. If you need anything, Leticia is going to be here to watch you and Morgan. If anything happens we will call you, I promise."
"But the phones are down..."
"We'll find a way to let you know if something happens," Carly meant it. If there was any change at all, she'd inform her child. "Right now, I'm going to make sure that Uncle Jason and Aunt Courtney know what happened, too."
Michael watched his mother leaving, but he was much more fixated on the chain, which glittered in the light provided by his room. "Damian..."
Morgan Household-
"I can't believe you told him that," Courtney said, baffled.
"I meant it," Jason replied.
"I know that, Jason. You never say anything that you don't mean, but it was a pretty big thing to tell him. You hate doctors."
"I hate not being able to get answers when I need them," Jason corrected his wife. "But Damian would find a way to give me something that I could depend on, I believe that."
"How'd he take it?"
"He said that it was one of the nicest things that he's ever had anyone say to him in his life. I didn't want to make him think like it was this big moment where everything was going to change because I admitted that I actually valued him in my life."
"You don't do that very often, Jason," Courtney knew from experience that the people who were inside of Jason Morgan's life were in the far minority compared to people who were outside of Jason Morgan's life. "And when we think back at how much animosity you had for him when he first came, I'm happy for both of you."
"Everything should be behind him." Jason smiled, "He's out of jail and his name has been cleared."
Carly, rather than knocking on the door, knew that it was almost always open. She took her chance and pushed the door open. She saw that Jason and Courtney were sharing a warm, tender moment. She hated knowing that she was going to be the one that was going to ruin it for them, but they had to know what was going on.
Jason, always being the first person to know when something was wrong with Carly, could see that she wasn't doing well. Something was troubling her. Based on the way that she looked, it was big. "Carly? What's wrong?"
"I'm... on my way to the hospital."
"Why?" Courtney turned around.
"Damian was hit by a truck protecting Michael less than an hour ago." Carly watched as Courtney's mouth opened. Jason tried to remain as stoic as possible, but there was a glint in his eyes that showed that he was sad. "I don't know what happened, Michael said that he saw the truck coming for him and then Damian pushed him out of the way, but he didn't have enough time to move himself. Sonny's already there, but since the cells are down he hasn't called me. I told him that I would go over there as soon as I got Michael settled in and told the two of you."
"How is Michael?" Jason asked. His instincts would always be towards Michael. It was hard to shake the feeling when the boy was once his son. It wasn't that he didn't care about Damian, but his strongest protective feelings would always be towards Michael. He would have done the same thing for Michael is the situation were reversed.
"He's having a hard time coming to terms with everything," Carly said. "Not that I blame him. He thinks that something is his fault. He knows that Damian took that blow because of him. I managed to calm him down somewhat, and Leticia is still with him. I need to get over there as soon as I can. You coming?"
"I'll follow in a little while," Courtney said.
Carly nodded, "I just hope everything is going to be okay." She opened the door and walked out almost as fast as she had walked in.
"Well, that killed the mood," Courtney muttered. "I shouldn't be so selfish. My nephew is in the hospital and all I can think about is myself."
"Courtney, you're not selfish, you're just worried and you don't know what to think right now."
"Maxie... she works at the hospital. What if she's there?"
"Don't worry about Maxie."
"How can I not worry about her?" Courtney asked. "She loves him, Jason. If it were you in the hospital, I don't know what I'd do. What about Georgie and Dillon? They're his friends."
"Courtney, stop," Jason said softly. "You can't be the one who fixes everyone's problems right now. You just do what you want to do. I know that you want to be there for Damian right now, so just focus on that. Don't worry about Maxie or anyone else."
"You don't want to come?"
Jason looked away. "You know..."
"I know, I know... I'm sorry. I shouldn't have thought about it. I know how much you hate hospitals."
"I've got something that I should do."
"Jason! You can't go looking for the person who did this right now, you're still hurt!" Courtney panicked. She had a feeling that her husband would try to be the one that fixed everything in the most violent way possible. "Please, promise me that you won't be looking around Port Charles for someone. I wouldn't want you to do it if you weren't hurt, but since I know that you are I worry about you even more."
"I won't be looking for the person who did this to Damian, Courtney. I promise."
Courtney hugged him, "I'll be back as soon as I can."
Jason watched his wife leave. He knew what he needed to do, and he didn't like it at all.
Kayla- I wanted to show that Maxie was going to have a change of heart when in regards to Sonny, which is why I had that little moment. She's worried about her boyfriend, but she knows that he's worried about his son, so it works out.
Story-
Corinthos Household-
Throughout her life, Carly had managed to see Michael through his fair share of crises. But that didn't mean that she was always prepared for one. No, Sonny had always made it seem like everything in their life was going to be okay even when they knew that the feeling of safety was fleeting at best. Still, they all chose to live under the false veil of security, and when that veil was finally lifted it was usually hard for all of them. But, as hard as it always was, Michael was only directly involved with a few of them. One was the time he saw her get taken away and placed in the panic room, the other was now this. Michael had said that he couldn't remember what had happened, but he was there when the truck hit Damian. The truck that was apparently intended to hit him. Was it a drunk driver? Was it someone who just wanted to make Sonny suffer? They were both possible, although when it came to Sony's life it was almost always a given t hat something happened because of him.
Michael hadn't stopped crying, at least indefinitely. There would be times in the twenty minutes that he had been home where the sobs would stop for a fleeting moment, like the boy was trying to adjust to the situation but just couldn't find a way to cope. When that realization hit him, the sobbing started again. Carly felt her pant legs soaked with the tears of her child, and she only wished that there was a way that she could make them go away. It didn't matter what he did, all that mattered was making sure that he was okay.
Michael finally stopped a few minutes later, but that didn't mean that everything was okay. It was probably an indication that everything was just the opposite. He wiped his nose and sniffled, "Mommy... I want to be with him."
"Honey, there's nothing that you can do for him," Carly said softly. "The only ones who can help him right now are the doctors, not even daddy can help him get better, not until we know for sure that he's going to be all right."
"But he was with me when I was in the hospital! Even when the doctors couldn't make me feel any better, he was there for me."
"This is different, Michael," Carly tried to reason with her son. He was a bright boy, she was proud of him. She only hoped that he would understand what she was saying. "You weren't hurt, there was just something wrong with you inside of your head. Damian was hit by a truck, he's going to have a lot of really big cuts... it's not something that I want you to see."
"He's going to die, isn't he?" Michael asked. "He's going to die because he saved me." Michael's tears began once more. "Mommy, why'd he have to do that? Why did he have to get hurt because of me?"
"Because he loves you, Michael," Carly hugged him. "He put himself in danger just to keep you from being hurt. He did the same thing that any of us would have done for you. I owe him so much because he protected you when I couldn't."
"Is daddy going to protect him?"
"I think so," Carly said. "Daddy's going to do everything that he can to help Damian, Michael, we all know that. But daddy can't fix every little problem that comes across."
"What can I do to help? I just want to help. I hate being here and feeling safe when I know that he's hurt because of something that was supposed to happen to me."
"Michael, nothing was supposed to happen to you. This isn't your fault. He didn't have any way of knowing that someone was going to try and hurt you, he just acted on his instincts and he got hurt because of it. He has a better chance of surviving than you would have. If you would have gotten hit by that truck instead... I don't even want to know what could have happened."
"You're going to go see him, aren't you?"
"When I know that you're okay, yeah. I'm going to make sure that daddy's okay. He needs me right now. You know how much he worries about you and your brothers. Right now he must be feeling so much pain."
"Will you tell daddy that I love him?"
Carly smiled, "Of course I'll tell daddy that you love him, Michael. I'm sure that he'll want to hear that, it will make him feel better."
"What about Morgan?" Slowly, the tears and the panic were fading from the young boy's conscious. He was still worried, but he was beginning to accept it more than he had.
"Morgan's just a baby. He doesn't understand what's going on."
"He'll know that he had someone who cared about him, right?" Michael asked. "He's just a baby, he won't remember Damian if he doesn't come home. I don't want Morgan to think that he didn't have Damian in his life, that would hurt everyone."
"Don't worry about that right now, Michael." Carly didn't want her young boy thinking about death, but it was obvious that it was something that was on his mind. "If it does happen, though, we won't let Morgan think that Damian didn't care about him, I promise."
"You're worried about him, aren't you?" Michael asked.
"Yeah, baby, I'm scared for him right now."
"I like it a lot better now that the two of you aren't fighting with each other all the time," Michael tried to focus on something positive, something that would help him deal. "Everyone seemed happier..."
"We were. We can still be that way, Michael."
Michael grabbed the chain that had been given to him by Damian when he was in the hospital. "Do you think I should give this back to him?"
Carly shook her head, "He wanted you to keep it forever, remember? If you keep it around your neck I'm sure he'll know that you're thinking about him and he'll know that you want him to get better and it will help him get better."
"You think so?" Michael wondered.
"I think it's worth a shot," Carly said, kissing the boy on the forehead. "I'm going to be with daddy at the hospital. If you need anything, Leticia is going to be here to watch you and Morgan. If anything happens we will call you, I promise."
"But the phones are down..."
"We'll find a way to let you know if something happens," Carly meant it. If there was any change at all, she'd inform her child. "Right now, I'm going to make sure that Uncle Jason and Aunt Courtney know what happened, too."
Michael watched his mother leaving, but he was much more fixated on the chain, which glittered in the light provided by his room. "Damian..."
Morgan Household-
"I can't believe you told him that," Courtney said, baffled.
"I meant it," Jason replied.
"I know that, Jason. You never say anything that you don't mean, but it was a pretty big thing to tell him. You hate doctors."
"I hate not being able to get answers when I need them," Jason corrected his wife. "But Damian would find a way to give me something that I could depend on, I believe that."
"How'd he take it?"
"He said that it was one of the nicest things that he's ever had anyone say to him in his life. I didn't want to make him think like it was this big moment where everything was going to change because I admitted that I actually valued him in my life."
"You don't do that very often, Jason," Courtney knew from experience that the people who were inside of Jason Morgan's life were in the far minority compared to people who were outside of Jason Morgan's life. "And when we think back at how much animosity you had for him when he first came, I'm happy for both of you."
"Everything should be behind him." Jason smiled, "He's out of jail and his name has been cleared."
Carly, rather than knocking on the door, knew that it was almost always open. She took her chance and pushed the door open. She saw that Jason and Courtney were sharing a warm, tender moment. She hated knowing that she was going to be the one that was going to ruin it for them, but they had to know what was going on.
Jason, always being the first person to know when something was wrong with Carly, could see that she wasn't doing well. Something was troubling her. Based on the way that she looked, it was big. "Carly? What's wrong?"
"I'm... on my way to the hospital."
"Why?" Courtney turned around.
"Damian was hit by a truck protecting Michael less than an hour ago." Carly watched as Courtney's mouth opened. Jason tried to remain as stoic as possible, but there was a glint in his eyes that showed that he was sad. "I don't know what happened, Michael said that he saw the truck coming for him and then Damian pushed him out of the way, but he didn't have enough time to move himself. Sonny's already there, but since the cells are down he hasn't called me. I told him that I would go over there as soon as I got Michael settled in and told the two of you."
"How is Michael?" Jason asked. His instincts would always be towards Michael. It was hard to shake the feeling when the boy was once his son. It wasn't that he didn't care about Damian, but his strongest protective feelings would always be towards Michael. He would have done the same thing for Michael is the situation were reversed.
"He's having a hard time coming to terms with everything," Carly said. "Not that I blame him. He thinks that something is his fault. He knows that Damian took that blow because of him. I managed to calm him down somewhat, and Leticia is still with him. I need to get over there as soon as I can. You coming?"
"I'll follow in a little while," Courtney said.
Carly nodded, "I just hope everything is going to be okay." She opened the door and walked out almost as fast as she had walked in.
"Well, that killed the mood," Courtney muttered. "I shouldn't be so selfish. My nephew is in the hospital and all I can think about is myself."
"Courtney, you're not selfish, you're just worried and you don't know what to think right now."
"Maxie... she works at the hospital. What if she's there?"
"Don't worry about Maxie."
"How can I not worry about her?" Courtney asked. "She loves him, Jason. If it were you in the hospital, I don't know what I'd do. What about Georgie and Dillon? They're his friends."
"Courtney, stop," Jason said softly. "You can't be the one who fixes everyone's problems right now. You just do what you want to do. I know that you want to be there for Damian right now, so just focus on that. Don't worry about Maxie or anyone else."
"You don't want to come?"
Jason looked away. "You know..."
"I know, I know... I'm sorry. I shouldn't have thought about it. I know how much you hate hospitals."
"I've got something that I should do."
"Jason! You can't go looking for the person who did this right now, you're still hurt!" Courtney panicked. She had a feeling that her husband would try to be the one that fixed everything in the most violent way possible. "Please, promise me that you won't be looking around Port Charles for someone. I wouldn't want you to do it if you weren't hurt, but since I know that you are I worry about you even more."
"I won't be looking for the person who did this to Damian, Courtney. I promise."
Courtney hugged him, "I'll be back as soon as I can."
Jason watched his wife leave. He knew what he needed to do, and he didn't like it at all.