Kayla- I can guarantee that Jason won't be doing anything stupid, when you
read the chapter you'll see what he did was a very good thing.
Joy- Sonny's a complex character, and when he's hurt he lashes out at anything and anyone, even the almighty. But, like he said, he was more afraid than anything, afraid that he was going to lose one of the few things in his life that he appreciated, that made his life decent. There are no comatose dreams in this story... Damian's really not even going to be 'around' for a handful of chapters. I wanted to take the focus off of the main character and focus on the others at least once, and this was the chance that I was able to do that. Besides, he's not comatose, he's just... not waking up.
Indeed, I stuck by my promise to add Dillon/Jason moments even if it killed me! Of course, it didn't kill me, it was actually a very good thing. I had so much fun writing that chapter, and it is in part due to the fact that Tracy was in it. I know she's a horrid bitch, but she makes that show so amusing. I love her so much. I think you're onto something with the moving in thing... yes, yes I do...
Story-
General Hospital-
Courtney Morgan had been to the hospital too many times in her life. Sometimes it was because she ended up getting into yet another car accident, but more often than not it was because someone that she cared about was in the hospital. Courtney could never leave a member of her family in the hospital alone. With Damian that wouldn't be a problem, since he would almost always have someone that was there with him, but even still she wanted to be there as well. She was afraid of what could happen. She knew that there were a lot of times that things looked really bad and it seemed like there was going to be no way that anyone could make it out alive, but they almost always did. Conversely, she also knew that there would always be a time when they weren't able to win, when someone was going to die. She always figured that it would be her brother or her husband first, given the life that they led, but she wasn't so sure anymore. This was the second time in such a short span of time that Damian had found himself the target of someone or something that was trying to hurt him. Even though the story went that they were actually focusing on hurting Michael, Courtney wasn't so sure. Anyone who knew Damian well enough would know that he would have done anything to protect his little brother from getting hit. If they appeared to be going for Michael, Damian would have reacted the way that he did. The people who studied Sonny and his family knew those quirks and they wouldn't even bat an eyelash at using it against anyone.
That wasn't important, though. Courtney constantly told herself that the important thing was making sure that Damian survived. Sonny and Jason would no doubt begin fishing out who did it and why as soon as they got over the shock of what had happened. Sonny would probably end up doing that in the morning, if he decided to leave his son's side. Was he in the room with Damian already? Did they know anything?
"Courtney."
Courtney turned around and saw Georgie walking down the hall with a few cans of soda. "Georgie... are you here because of..."
"Yeah," Georgie lowered her head. "Maxie and I were working when he came in."
"Maxie..."
"She saw him."
Courtney felt her body wash over with grief for Maxie. It was something to know that the person that you loved was hurt. It was another to actually see that person, their body bleeding all over. The questions that were running through Maxie's mind must have been things that she didn't even want to think about but she couldn't avoid. "How is she?"
"We've managed to get past the continuous crying fits," Georgie said. "Mr. Corinthos helped her a little bit by talking with her."
"Is he with Damian?"
Georgie shook her head, "Nobody's been able to visit him, since they're still examining him. Monica said that she would come out when there was some news for any of us. Bobbie's with him, though."
"Good," Courtney said. "Bobbie will make sure that he survives."
"Ric Lansing is here, too."
"What?" Courtney felt the hatred for her brother's half-brother swell in her heart. Ric Lansing had no business being anywhere near her family, especially when one of them was in the hospital.
"He and Elizabeth and have been here since the start. Longer than Sonny and Carly, actually."
"Maybe he's just trying to admire his handiwork."
"Do you really think that I would have something to do with what happened to our nephew, Courtney?" Ric asked, coming up from one of the sides.
Courtney rolled her eyes, "He's my nephew, not yours."
"Would you care to ask him how he feels about that one?" Ric inquired. "He's been calling me 'Uncle Ric' as long as he's been calling you 'Aunt Courtney,' after all."
Georgie, not one to stand in the middle of a squabble like the one that was being displayed in front of her, made her way towards the waiting area again.
Neither of them even noticed that the girl was gone. It was like they were only focused on one another. There was so much that went unsaid between them. Ric had done so much to Courtney. He had kidnapped her and even later was the reason that her first wedding to Jason, the one that should have been perfect, ended up never happening. The happiest day of her life was ruined because of the man that was mere feet away from him. She and Jason had gotten married somewhere else, and it was perfect as well, but they should have gotten it done months before. They couldn't, and it was all Ric's fault.
"Damian is driven by a sense of family that sometimes allows him to be blinded by that drive," Courtney stated. "He might think of you as his uncle, and I won't even try to change his mind, but he also knows that you're one of the most dangerous people to him because of the fact that he is Sonny's child."
"He knows of the past that my brother and I share," Ric began, "and he accepts that we may never care for one another in the way that he believes brothers should. But he also knows that anything that goes on between Sonny and myself stays between Sonny and myself. He is in no way involved with our differences."
"If that were true, Ric, you wouldn't be using everyone that you could against Sonny. If that were true you would have never kept Carly locked up in the panic room for months!"
"Courtney, think for a moment, would you?" Ric wanted to do something that would put some sense into her, although he knew that she was a lot like Sonny in the respect that putting him in the room with either of them was not going to bring up anything pleasant. "We are here because someone that we both care about is in the hospital, because that person could be dying as we're busy arguing about petty subjects that don't even matter anymore! I'm here because I care about Damian more than I ever thought I could, because I don't want to see him die. I would like to think that you're here for the same reason, or did you just come to bring up old grudges and desecrate someone that you claim you actually do care for?"
Courtney was going to say something, or she was going to punch Ric in the face. She hadn't decided which was going to make her feel better, although she was favoring the latter. But, she thought about what Ric said and knew that on some level he was right. They were busy arguing about things that didn't even matter. Nothing was important at that moment aside from knowing if Damian was going to live. If that meant that she would have to tolerate Ric for a time, then she would. She didn't have to like it, but she would do it because someone that she loved would want it that way. "If I think, even for a second, that you had something to do with this, Ric, I'm going to make sure that Sonny finds out."
"Fine," Ric knew he had gotten the victory that he wanted, regardless of how cleverly disguised Courtney tried to make it. "Since I doubt you've had a chance to ask anyone, he's lost a lot of blood and might have a few broken bones. The doctors are not going to try any sort of scans until he gets stronger, but he is stable."
Was he lying? Courtney didn't know for sure, but she wanted to believe that he wasn't. "You were there, weren't you?"
"I'm glad I was."
"What's that mean?"
"Courtney, if no one would have been there, he could have died for certain. Michael wouldn't have known what to do. As smart as Michael is, he doesn't have the mindset that would tell him to find a phone and call 9-1-1 when he's busy looking at his brother's bleeding body. There were other cars, and maybe one of them would have done it, but at least I was there so that he had someone he knew around him."
"How did he look?" Courtney asked, her nerves calmed down, if only slightly.
"It's hard to explain. There was so much blood." The knees of Ric's pants were stained with the blood of his nephew from the time that he knelt down to feel for a pulse. The blood had since dried and was a putrid black color. "Most of it came from a head wound, but no doubt he had several lacerations caused from the distance that he was flung when the truck made impact."
"Did you see anything else?"
"The driver quickly sped off," Ric said. "I wasn't paying much attention to the truck, Courtney. I was too busy standing there in a mix of shock and horror before I had Elizabeth use the payphone to dial for some help."
Maybe he was lying about that. Maybe he just wanted someone to hit Damian so that he could be there and appear to be saintly in the eyes of everyone. It could have been just to impress Elizabeth, but if anything he wanted to do it so that he could prove to Sonny that he was worthy of Sonny's appreciation. "I don't know how much I believe of your story, Ric."
"And I know that I don't care how much you believe, Courtney," Ric replied coldly. "The only one who knows what I was thinking at that moment is me, and I'm not lying to myself when I say that my first concern was for my nephew."
"I'm glad that you're telling yourself that you could care for someone other than yourself first and foremost."
Ric was about to open his mouth, but Courtney cut him off. "No, I'm done talking to you, Ric." She walked off towards the waiting area.
Ric stood in silence, thinking about what he needed to do. He was the district attorney now, and he was also a witness to the crime. He should have called Mac, but he was much more worried about Damian. It wouldn't matter until they knew that Damian was going to be okay.
Courtney, still somewhat fuming over the altercation that she went through with Ric, approached the area of the hospital that held several familiar faces. Georgie and Maxie were there, as was Elizabeth. As much as she loathed Ric, she owed Elizabeth as well. She wanted to make sure that Elizabeth knew how grateful she was. "Elizabeth..."
Elizabeth turned around, "Courtney."
"Look," Courtney began, "I just wanted to tell you that I'm very thankful for the fact that you were there with Michael when he needed someone to comfort him. And I want to thank you for bringing him home after the accident as well."
"You don't have to thank me," Elizabeth gave a slight smile. "I'm just glad that Michael didn't have to see everything that happened."
"So am I," Courtney agreed. "He took it really hard."
"We're all taking it really hard," Elizabeth pointed out. "He means a lot to all of us."
Courtney was going to say something along the lines of she wasn't sure how much he meant to everyone, but it was not the time or the place. Instead, she saw that Maxie was staring at the floor. Georgie was sitting next to her, not saying a word but showing support in a silent manner. They would all need to pull together if they were going to get through what had happened. Even though they were all aware of that fact, how likely was it that they would be able to actually call a truce? She wasn't even sure she could do it, and she loved her nephew so much. All he wanted was a family that wasn't filled with constant displays of strife. A family that could actually be a family. It wasn't a big request, not really. But with his family, Damian may as well have been asking for a utopian society. As much as they all knew it was the best thing, it was also something that was impossible. They would never be able to get past their various conflicts... but they could still be there for him.
Joy- Sonny's a complex character, and when he's hurt he lashes out at anything and anyone, even the almighty. But, like he said, he was more afraid than anything, afraid that he was going to lose one of the few things in his life that he appreciated, that made his life decent. There are no comatose dreams in this story... Damian's really not even going to be 'around' for a handful of chapters. I wanted to take the focus off of the main character and focus on the others at least once, and this was the chance that I was able to do that. Besides, he's not comatose, he's just... not waking up.
Indeed, I stuck by my promise to add Dillon/Jason moments even if it killed me! Of course, it didn't kill me, it was actually a very good thing. I had so much fun writing that chapter, and it is in part due to the fact that Tracy was in it. I know she's a horrid bitch, but she makes that show so amusing. I love her so much. I think you're onto something with the moving in thing... yes, yes I do...
Story-
General Hospital-
Courtney Morgan had been to the hospital too many times in her life. Sometimes it was because she ended up getting into yet another car accident, but more often than not it was because someone that she cared about was in the hospital. Courtney could never leave a member of her family in the hospital alone. With Damian that wouldn't be a problem, since he would almost always have someone that was there with him, but even still she wanted to be there as well. She was afraid of what could happen. She knew that there were a lot of times that things looked really bad and it seemed like there was going to be no way that anyone could make it out alive, but they almost always did. Conversely, she also knew that there would always be a time when they weren't able to win, when someone was going to die. She always figured that it would be her brother or her husband first, given the life that they led, but she wasn't so sure anymore. This was the second time in such a short span of time that Damian had found himself the target of someone or something that was trying to hurt him. Even though the story went that they were actually focusing on hurting Michael, Courtney wasn't so sure. Anyone who knew Damian well enough would know that he would have done anything to protect his little brother from getting hit. If they appeared to be going for Michael, Damian would have reacted the way that he did. The people who studied Sonny and his family knew those quirks and they wouldn't even bat an eyelash at using it against anyone.
That wasn't important, though. Courtney constantly told herself that the important thing was making sure that Damian survived. Sonny and Jason would no doubt begin fishing out who did it and why as soon as they got over the shock of what had happened. Sonny would probably end up doing that in the morning, if he decided to leave his son's side. Was he in the room with Damian already? Did they know anything?
"Courtney."
Courtney turned around and saw Georgie walking down the hall with a few cans of soda. "Georgie... are you here because of..."
"Yeah," Georgie lowered her head. "Maxie and I were working when he came in."
"Maxie..."
"She saw him."
Courtney felt her body wash over with grief for Maxie. It was something to know that the person that you loved was hurt. It was another to actually see that person, their body bleeding all over. The questions that were running through Maxie's mind must have been things that she didn't even want to think about but she couldn't avoid. "How is she?"
"We've managed to get past the continuous crying fits," Georgie said. "Mr. Corinthos helped her a little bit by talking with her."
"Is he with Damian?"
Georgie shook her head, "Nobody's been able to visit him, since they're still examining him. Monica said that she would come out when there was some news for any of us. Bobbie's with him, though."
"Good," Courtney said. "Bobbie will make sure that he survives."
"Ric Lansing is here, too."
"What?" Courtney felt the hatred for her brother's half-brother swell in her heart. Ric Lansing had no business being anywhere near her family, especially when one of them was in the hospital.
"He and Elizabeth and have been here since the start. Longer than Sonny and Carly, actually."
"Maybe he's just trying to admire his handiwork."
"Do you really think that I would have something to do with what happened to our nephew, Courtney?" Ric asked, coming up from one of the sides.
Courtney rolled her eyes, "He's my nephew, not yours."
"Would you care to ask him how he feels about that one?" Ric inquired. "He's been calling me 'Uncle Ric' as long as he's been calling you 'Aunt Courtney,' after all."
Georgie, not one to stand in the middle of a squabble like the one that was being displayed in front of her, made her way towards the waiting area again.
Neither of them even noticed that the girl was gone. It was like they were only focused on one another. There was so much that went unsaid between them. Ric had done so much to Courtney. He had kidnapped her and even later was the reason that her first wedding to Jason, the one that should have been perfect, ended up never happening. The happiest day of her life was ruined because of the man that was mere feet away from him. She and Jason had gotten married somewhere else, and it was perfect as well, but they should have gotten it done months before. They couldn't, and it was all Ric's fault.
"Damian is driven by a sense of family that sometimes allows him to be blinded by that drive," Courtney stated. "He might think of you as his uncle, and I won't even try to change his mind, but he also knows that you're one of the most dangerous people to him because of the fact that he is Sonny's child."
"He knows of the past that my brother and I share," Ric began, "and he accepts that we may never care for one another in the way that he believes brothers should. But he also knows that anything that goes on between Sonny and myself stays between Sonny and myself. He is in no way involved with our differences."
"If that were true, Ric, you wouldn't be using everyone that you could against Sonny. If that were true you would have never kept Carly locked up in the panic room for months!"
"Courtney, think for a moment, would you?" Ric wanted to do something that would put some sense into her, although he knew that she was a lot like Sonny in the respect that putting him in the room with either of them was not going to bring up anything pleasant. "We are here because someone that we both care about is in the hospital, because that person could be dying as we're busy arguing about petty subjects that don't even matter anymore! I'm here because I care about Damian more than I ever thought I could, because I don't want to see him die. I would like to think that you're here for the same reason, or did you just come to bring up old grudges and desecrate someone that you claim you actually do care for?"
Courtney was going to say something, or she was going to punch Ric in the face. She hadn't decided which was going to make her feel better, although she was favoring the latter. But, she thought about what Ric said and knew that on some level he was right. They were busy arguing about things that didn't even matter. Nothing was important at that moment aside from knowing if Damian was going to live. If that meant that she would have to tolerate Ric for a time, then she would. She didn't have to like it, but she would do it because someone that she loved would want it that way. "If I think, even for a second, that you had something to do with this, Ric, I'm going to make sure that Sonny finds out."
"Fine," Ric knew he had gotten the victory that he wanted, regardless of how cleverly disguised Courtney tried to make it. "Since I doubt you've had a chance to ask anyone, he's lost a lot of blood and might have a few broken bones. The doctors are not going to try any sort of scans until he gets stronger, but he is stable."
Was he lying? Courtney didn't know for sure, but she wanted to believe that he wasn't. "You were there, weren't you?"
"I'm glad I was."
"What's that mean?"
"Courtney, if no one would have been there, he could have died for certain. Michael wouldn't have known what to do. As smart as Michael is, he doesn't have the mindset that would tell him to find a phone and call 9-1-1 when he's busy looking at his brother's bleeding body. There were other cars, and maybe one of them would have done it, but at least I was there so that he had someone he knew around him."
"How did he look?" Courtney asked, her nerves calmed down, if only slightly.
"It's hard to explain. There was so much blood." The knees of Ric's pants were stained with the blood of his nephew from the time that he knelt down to feel for a pulse. The blood had since dried and was a putrid black color. "Most of it came from a head wound, but no doubt he had several lacerations caused from the distance that he was flung when the truck made impact."
"Did you see anything else?"
"The driver quickly sped off," Ric said. "I wasn't paying much attention to the truck, Courtney. I was too busy standing there in a mix of shock and horror before I had Elizabeth use the payphone to dial for some help."
Maybe he was lying about that. Maybe he just wanted someone to hit Damian so that he could be there and appear to be saintly in the eyes of everyone. It could have been just to impress Elizabeth, but if anything he wanted to do it so that he could prove to Sonny that he was worthy of Sonny's appreciation. "I don't know how much I believe of your story, Ric."
"And I know that I don't care how much you believe, Courtney," Ric replied coldly. "The only one who knows what I was thinking at that moment is me, and I'm not lying to myself when I say that my first concern was for my nephew."
"I'm glad that you're telling yourself that you could care for someone other than yourself first and foremost."
Ric was about to open his mouth, but Courtney cut him off. "No, I'm done talking to you, Ric." She walked off towards the waiting area.
Ric stood in silence, thinking about what he needed to do. He was the district attorney now, and he was also a witness to the crime. He should have called Mac, but he was much more worried about Damian. It wouldn't matter until they knew that Damian was going to be okay.
Courtney, still somewhat fuming over the altercation that she went through with Ric, approached the area of the hospital that held several familiar faces. Georgie and Maxie were there, as was Elizabeth. As much as she loathed Ric, she owed Elizabeth as well. She wanted to make sure that Elizabeth knew how grateful she was. "Elizabeth..."
Elizabeth turned around, "Courtney."
"Look," Courtney began, "I just wanted to tell you that I'm very thankful for the fact that you were there with Michael when he needed someone to comfort him. And I want to thank you for bringing him home after the accident as well."
"You don't have to thank me," Elizabeth gave a slight smile. "I'm just glad that Michael didn't have to see everything that happened."
"So am I," Courtney agreed. "He took it really hard."
"We're all taking it really hard," Elizabeth pointed out. "He means a lot to all of us."
Courtney was going to say something along the lines of she wasn't sure how much he meant to everyone, but it was not the time or the place. Instead, she saw that Maxie was staring at the floor. Georgie was sitting next to her, not saying a word but showing support in a silent manner. They would all need to pull together if they were going to get through what had happened. Even though they were all aware of that fact, how likely was it that they would be able to actually call a truce? She wasn't even sure she could do it, and she loved her nephew so much. All he wanted was a family that wasn't filled with constant displays of strife. A family that could actually be a family. It wasn't a big request, not really. But with his family, Damian may as well have been asking for a utopian society. As much as they all knew it was the best thing, it was also something that was impossible. They would never be able to get past their various conflicts... but they could still be there for him.