Chapter 6
Carly waited with the boys out in the waiting room for the emergency room. Morgan was sleeping in his stroller and Michael was sitting next to Carly playing video games. Bianca was with Miranda while the doctors were running tests. Carly's heart was breaking for Bianca, because she knew what it was like to have a sick baby.
"Caroline?" came a voice from nearby. Carly looked over to see a man wearing a white lab coat. He had just rounded the corner. Carly's eyes went wide as he started to walk over.
"Mark?!" she asked quickly. Mark grinned and Carly stood up. He hurried over to hug her. Mark Conrad had been one of Carly's close friends before Carly moved away. She and Mark talked a lot and became good friends after her best friend Carly died in a car crash.
"Caroline, it's so good to see you," Mark said with a grin.
"What are you doing here?" Carly asked. Michael watched the two with curiosity.
"I transferred here from Miami," he replied. "I'm a doctor now."
"Look at you," Carly said in awe. Mark looked at the boys.
"Who are these guys?" he asked.
"These are my sons. Michael, this is Mark. Mark, this is Michael."
"Hi," Michael replied.
"Hello," Mark answered. Carly picked up Morgan.
"This is my new baby. His name is Morgan."
"He's beautiful," Mark replied. "You're married?"
"In the middle of a divorce actually," Carly replied.
"I see. I just went through a divorce too," Mark replied. "My daughter Cadence is living with me here in Port Charles."
"How old is she?" Carly asked.
"She's seven," Mark replied. Carly grinned.
"That's Michael's age."
"What are you doing here?"
"I'm waiting on a friend. Her baby is sick and I'm here for her."
"That's very kind. Caroline, you're just how I remembered you, but more beautiful."
"My mommy still loves my daddy," Michael replied. Carly's eyes went wide.
"Michael," she warned.
"I want to go see daddy," Michael replied.
"Mikey, please," Carly began.
"It's okay," Mark said with a chuckle. "How about I buy you a cup of coffee? I'm on my break right now."
"Sure," Carly replied.
"How about you, buddy? How about some ice cream?" Mark asked.
"Only my daddy and Uncle Jason can call me buddy," Michael replied.
"Michael, be nice!" Carly scolded.
"I'll go get you a cup of coffee so you can be here for your friend," Mark replied.
"Thanks Mark." Mark walked away and Carly sat down with Morgan in her lap.
"Mommy, I don't like him."
"Michael, he is one of my best friends," Carly replied.
"You're going to marry him, aren't you?" Michael asked.
"What?!" Carly asked, surprised.
"You're going to marry him."
"What gives you that idea?"
"I don't know. I just . . ."
"Look, he is one of my good friends and I will not allow you to be rude."
"Fine," Michael replied. "I want to see daddy."
"We can't go see him right now, Mister Man."
"Why not?"
"Because daddy's busy," Cary replied.
"You're lying," Michael replied.
"Michael, don't talk back to me!" Carly exclaimed. Bobbie hurried over.
"What's going on?" Bobbie asked.
"Mommy won't let me go see daddy," Michael said with a pout. Bobbie already knew about Sonny's accident, so she sighed and shook her head.
"Michael, your daddy is really busy right now. I'm sure he'd love to see you later," Bobbie replied.
"Why can't I see him?" Michael asked. Carly closed her eyes for a moment.
"We'll go see him," Carly replied. "Mama, could you watch Morgan for me?"
"Sure. My shift doesn't start for an hour."
"A friend of mine, Mark Conrad, he's a new doctor . . . he's supposed to bring me some coffee. If he comes back, tell him I'll have to take a rain check," Carly replied.
"Alright honey," Bobbie replied.
"Thanks mama," Carly replied. She took Michael's hand. "Come on Mister Man. Let's go see daddy."
"Are we going to the penthouse?" Michael asked.
"No," Carly replied. "Daddy's here." Michael looked up at her quickly.
"What?" Michael asked.
"Daddy was hurt, Michael."
"Is he okay?"
"He'll be okay," Carly replied as they got onto the elevator. When the elevator doors closed, Carly kneeled down to her son. "I need to tell you something. I don't want you to be afraid when you go into daddy's room."
"Why not?" Michael asked.
"Daddy hurt his back in the accident. He can't move his legs right now."
"Why not? Why can't he move his legs?" Michael asked.
"Well, sometimes people get hurt in a way that they can't feel part of their body. That's what happened to daddy."
"He can't walk anymore?"
"Well, it might only be for a little while. Don't be afraid. Daddy will be happy to see you, okay?" Carly asked. Michael nodded. "Will you be a brave little boy?" Michael nodded again. "Give mommy a hug." Michael wrapped her arms around Carly's neck and the elevator doors opened. He took Carly's hand and they walked down the hall to Sonny's hospital room. Carly had checked in with the nurses about Sonny's room as soon as she and Bianca had gotten to the hospital. She had already found out Sonny's room number and only hoped that Sam wouldn't be there to cause trouble.
Carly and Michael stopped outside of Sonny's hospital room. Sonny was sitting in his room in a wheel chair. Jason was packing up some of Sonny's things. Carly knocked on the door. Sonny was surprised to see her and Michael.
"Carly, what are you doing here?" Sonny asked.
"Michael demanded to come see you. I . . . I told him everything," Carly pointed out.
"Carly," Sonny said quietly. "You shouldn't have . . ."
"I wanted to know," Michael replied. "Are you okay, daddy?"
"I'm okay," Sonny replied. "Especially since you're here. Here. Come sit on my lap."
"I won't hurt your legs?" Michael asked. Sonny shook his head.
"Nope," he replied. Michael slowly sat up on Sonny's lap. Carly smiled at them. She looked at Jason. She nodded to him so she could give Michael and Sonny a minute. They walked out into the hall.
"What did the doctor say?" she asked. Jason cleared his throat.
"There's a sixty percent chance that . . . that Sonny won't walk again," Jason began. "But Sonny's determined. He fights for everything and he's determined to walk again."
"He will, Jase," Carly replied. "He has to. He has to stand up with both boys at their weddings. He has to teach them how to play football." Carly's voice started to break. "I can't believe this happened to him."
"He'll be alright, Carly. We both know Sonny better than he knows himself. He's going to walk even if it kills him."
"That's what I'm afraid of, Jason. I can't lose him. I love him so much."
"Then tell him," Jason replied. "He's booted Sam out of his life. You've gotten rid of Alcazar. He loves you and you love him."
"What if the boys get hurt in all of this? I don't want to confuse them."
"Carly, both of your boys want you and Sonny back together. You're both so stubborn," Jason said, shaking his head. "Look, Sonny isn't free to go for about another hour, so I'm going to go outside and get some fresh air. Please talk to him." Carly hugged Jason.
"Thanks for listening to me," she whispered. Jason nodded and walked off. Carly stood outside in the hall and contemplated what she should say to Sonny, and wondered if she should try a relationship with Sonny again, or move on to protect the boys from any potential future pain.
Inside Sonny's hospital room, Michael was asking Sonny a bunch of questions.
"Are you going to be okay?"
"I'm gonna be fine buddy," Sonny promised.
"What about Sam? Is she going to take care of you?"
"Don't worry about Sam anymore. I know you didn't like her. Sam won't be around anymore," Sonny replied.
"Did she die?" Michael asked. Sonny chuckled.
"No. I just knew that you didn't want her in your life. I realized I didn't want her in my life either," Sonny replied.
"Good," Michael said with a grin. "Now will you and mommy please move back in together?"
"Buddy, your mommy and I are getting a divorce."
"Stop the divorce. Please. You and mommy both got rid of Sam and Alcazar. You can get back together now."
"It doesn't work quite that way."
"How does it work?"
"I'll explain it to you when you're older, okay?" Carly walked into the room.
"Um, Jason went outside to get some fresh air. I should probably get back downstairs and wait for Bianca."
"Bianca's our new house guest, daddy. She's got a baby."
"I see," Sonny replied. "I'll have to meet her sometime." Carly glared at Sonny. "That's not what I meant." Carly figured Sonny was going to try to get into Bianca's pants. Good thing Bianca was a lesbian.
"Come on Michael," Carly replied.
"Carly, I wasn't trying to be . . ."
"Sorry," Carly replied. "I'm just a little hormonal. I'm fine. Um, come on Michael." They started out the door.
"Why can't you guys just get back together? It's obvious you still love each other!" Michael exclaimed as Carly dragged him to the elevator. Carly shook her head.
"There are things in life that are far more complicated than just being in love. People can't just get back together because they love each other."
"Why not? Love should be the only thing that matters." Michael sighed and Carly realized that her son was right. Love was supposed to be the only thing that mattered, so why had everything gotten so confusing?
**
Bianca sat in the rocking chair next to the little bed that held Miranda. Miranda had finally gone to sleep after the nurse had given her some infant aspirin. Bianca was scared. This child was the only family she had right now. She needed Miranda to be okay.
"Mimo, you have to stay strong for mommy, okay? You've got to get better and grow up into a happy little girl. You can do that for mommy, can't you?" Dr. Meadows walked into the room and smiled at Bianca.
"Good news Miss Montgomery. Your little girl is just fine."
"Why was her fever so high?"
"She had a little bit of an ear ache. That aspirin we gave her had some antibiotics in it that should clear that right up," Dr. Meadows replied. "This time of the year is when babies are really prone to getting sick. So just make sure that you keep a little hat on her head even when it's a little warmer. When it gets into May she should be fine without one."
"Thank you," Bianca replied. "When can she go home?"
"Well, I'm going to write you a prescription for some ear drops in case she gets anymore earaches. After that you'll be free to go home with your baby."
"Thank you," Bianca said happily. Dr. Meadows left and Bianca smiled at Miranda. "Thank God you're okay, Mimo. I love you so much."
**
Jason was sitting on a bench outside of the emergency room. The day was getting warm and Jason was trying to enjoy the silence. He wasn't even bothered by the fact that Tony Jones was standing nearby having a smoke on his break. Every thing was fine. That was until somebody sat down next to him.
"Enjoying the peace?" Faith asked.
"What would you know about peace?" Jason asked.
"I wouldn't know. I haven't felt peace since before my husband died," Faith replied, glancing at Jason. Jason shook his head.
"You have to bring that up all the time don't you?"
"Don't worry. I'm through with mourning. I'm even through with getting revenge. I just want success and the only way I can do that is by taking control of this rest of this miserable town."
"I can't let you do that, Faith," Jason replied. Out of the corner of his eye, Jason caught a glimmer of silver. He looked over to see the assassin that he had scared off earlier. Jason's eyes grew wide and he reached for his gun. "Faith! Get down!" He started to push Faith to the ground just as a gunshot rang out. Jason fired his gun next and the assassin fell dead in a pool of blood. He put his gun down. "You alright?" He turned to Faith who was lying on the ground, blood pooling out of the side of her head.
Several doctors came running out and security grabbed Jason.
"I didn't do it!" Jason exclaimed. "I didn't shoot her!"
"You shot that man!" somebody exclaimed from the crowd.
"He shot Faith and I shot back in self defense," Jason replied. "You saw it!" He pointed to Tony Jones. Some of the doctors carried Faith inside and some of the nurses followed. Tony looked a little shocked.
"I . . . I saw that man pull the trigger," Tony said. The bullet hit Faith and Jason shot in self defense. He shot him to protect himself and Faith."
"The cops are going to want him for questioning," one of the guards replied. "Come on, Morgan." Jason wasn't even worried about getting arrested or being questioned. It surprised him that the only thing he was worried about was Faith.
Carly waited with the boys out in the waiting room for the emergency room. Morgan was sleeping in his stroller and Michael was sitting next to Carly playing video games. Bianca was with Miranda while the doctors were running tests. Carly's heart was breaking for Bianca, because she knew what it was like to have a sick baby.
"Caroline?" came a voice from nearby. Carly looked over to see a man wearing a white lab coat. He had just rounded the corner. Carly's eyes went wide as he started to walk over.
"Mark?!" she asked quickly. Mark grinned and Carly stood up. He hurried over to hug her. Mark Conrad had been one of Carly's close friends before Carly moved away. She and Mark talked a lot and became good friends after her best friend Carly died in a car crash.
"Caroline, it's so good to see you," Mark said with a grin.
"What are you doing here?" Carly asked. Michael watched the two with curiosity.
"I transferred here from Miami," he replied. "I'm a doctor now."
"Look at you," Carly said in awe. Mark looked at the boys.
"Who are these guys?" he asked.
"These are my sons. Michael, this is Mark. Mark, this is Michael."
"Hi," Michael replied.
"Hello," Mark answered. Carly picked up Morgan.
"This is my new baby. His name is Morgan."
"He's beautiful," Mark replied. "You're married?"
"In the middle of a divorce actually," Carly replied.
"I see. I just went through a divorce too," Mark replied. "My daughter Cadence is living with me here in Port Charles."
"How old is she?" Carly asked.
"She's seven," Mark replied. Carly grinned.
"That's Michael's age."
"What are you doing here?"
"I'm waiting on a friend. Her baby is sick and I'm here for her."
"That's very kind. Caroline, you're just how I remembered you, but more beautiful."
"My mommy still loves my daddy," Michael replied. Carly's eyes went wide.
"Michael," she warned.
"I want to go see daddy," Michael replied.
"Mikey, please," Carly began.
"It's okay," Mark said with a chuckle. "How about I buy you a cup of coffee? I'm on my break right now."
"Sure," Carly replied.
"How about you, buddy? How about some ice cream?" Mark asked.
"Only my daddy and Uncle Jason can call me buddy," Michael replied.
"Michael, be nice!" Carly scolded.
"I'll go get you a cup of coffee so you can be here for your friend," Mark replied.
"Thanks Mark." Mark walked away and Carly sat down with Morgan in her lap.
"Mommy, I don't like him."
"Michael, he is one of my best friends," Carly replied.
"You're going to marry him, aren't you?" Michael asked.
"What?!" Carly asked, surprised.
"You're going to marry him."
"What gives you that idea?"
"I don't know. I just . . ."
"Look, he is one of my good friends and I will not allow you to be rude."
"Fine," Michael replied. "I want to see daddy."
"We can't go see him right now, Mister Man."
"Why not?"
"Because daddy's busy," Cary replied.
"You're lying," Michael replied.
"Michael, don't talk back to me!" Carly exclaimed. Bobbie hurried over.
"What's going on?" Bobbie asked.
"Mommy won't let me go see daddy," Michael said with a pout. Bobbie already knew about Sonny's accident, so she sighed and shook her head.
"Michael, your daddy is really busy right now. I'm sure he'd love to see you later," Bobbie replied.
"Why can't I see him?" Michael asked. Carly closed her eyes for a moment.
"We'll go see him," Carly replied. "Mama, could you watch Morgan for me?"
"Sure. My shift doesn't start for an hour."
"A friend of mine, Mark Conrad, he's a new doctor . . . he's supposed to bring me some coffee. If he comes back, tell him I'll have to take a rain check," Carly replied.
"Alright honey," Bobbie replied.
"Thanks mama," Carly replied. She took Michael's hand. "Come on Mister Man. Let's go see daddy."
"Are we going to the penthouse?" Michael asked.
"No," Carly replied. "Daddy's here." Michael looked up at her quickly.
"What?" Michael asked.
"Daddy was hurt, Michael."
"Is he okay?"
"He'll be okay," Carly replied as they got onto the elevator. When the elevator doors closed, Carly kneeled down to her son. "I need to tell you something. I don't want you to be afraid when you go into daddy's room."
"Why not?" Michael asked.
"Daddy hurt his back in the accident. He can't move his legs right now."
"Why not? Why can't he move his legs?" Michael asked.
"Well, sometimes people get hurt in a way that they can't feel part of their body. That's what happened to daddy."
"He can't walk anymore?"
"Well, it might only be for a little while. Don't be afraid. Daddy will be happy to see you, okay?" Carly asked. Michael nodded. "Will you be a brave little boy?" Michael nodded again. "Give mommy a hug." Michael wrapped her arms around Carly's neck and the elevator doors opened. He took Carly's hand and they walked down the hall to Sonny's hospital room. Carly had checked in with the nurses about Sonny's room as soon as she and Bianca had gotten to the hospital. She had already found out Sonny's room number and only hoped that Sam wouldn't be there to cause trouble.
Carly and Michael stopped outside of Sonny's hospital room. Sonny was sitting in his room in a wheel chair. Jason was packing up some of Sonny's things. Carly knocked on the door. Sonny was surprised to see her and Michael.
"Carly, what are you doing here?" Sonny asked.
"Michael demanded to come see you. I . . . I told him everything," Carly pointed out.
"Carly," Sonny said quietly. "You shouldn't have . . ."
"I wanted to know," Michael replied. "Are you okay, daddy?"
"I'm okay," Sonny replied. "Especially since you're here. Here. Come sit on my lap."
"I won't hurt your legs?" Michael asked. Sonny shook his head.
"Nope," he replied. Michael slowly sat up on Sonny's lap. Carly smiled at them. She looked at Jason. She nodded to him so she could give Michael and Sonny a minute. They walked out into the hall.
"What did the doctor say?" she asked. Jason cleared his throat.
"There's a sixty percent chance that . . . that Sonny won't walk again," Jason began. "But Sonny's determined. He fights for everything and he's determined to walk again."
"He will, Jase," Carly replied. "He has to. He has to stand up with both boys at their weddings. He has to teach them how to play football." Carly's voice started to break. "I can't believe this happened to him."
"He'll be alright, Carly. We both know Sonny better than he knows himself. He's going to walk even if it kills him."
"That's what I'm afraid of, Jason. I can't lose him. I love him so much."
"Then tell him," Jason replied. "He's booted Sam out of his life. You've gotten rid of Alcazar. He loves you and you love him."
"What if the boys get hurt in all of this? I don't want to confuse them."
"Carly, both of your boys want you and Sonny back together. You're both so stubborn," Jason said, shaking his head. "Look, Sonny isn't free to go for about another hour, so I'm going to go outside and get some fresh air. Please talk to him." Carly hugged Jason.
"Thanks for listening to me," she whispered. Jason nodded and walked off. Carly stood outside in the hall and contemplated what she should say to Sonny, and wondered if she should try a relationship with Sonny again, or move on to protect the boys from any potential future pain.
Inside Sonny's hospital room, Michael was asking Sonny a bunch of questions.
"Are you going to be okay?"
"I'm gonna be fine buddy," Sonny promised.
"What about Sam? Is she going to take care of you?"
"Don't worry about Sam anymore. I know you didn't like her. Sam won't be around anymore," Sonny replied.
"Did she die?" Michael asked. Sonny chuckled.
"No. I just knew that you didn't want her in your life. I realized I didn't want her in my life either," Sonny replied.
"Good," Michael said with a grin. "Now will you and mommy please move back in together?"
"Buddy, your mommy and I are getting a divorce."
"Stop the divorce. Please. You and mommy both got rid of Sam and Alcazar. You can get back together now."
"It doesn't work quite that way."
"How does it work?"
"I'll explain it to you when you're older, okay?" Carly walked into the room.
"Um, Jason went outside to get some fresh air. I should probably get back downstairs and wait for Bianca."
"Bianca's our new house guest, daddy. She's got a baby."
"I see," Sonny replied. "I'll have to meet her sometime." Carly glared at Sonny. "That's not what I meant." Carly figured Sonny was going to try to get into Bianca's pants. Good thing Bianca was a lesbian.
"Come on Michael," Carly replied.
"Carly, I wasn't trying to be . . ."
"Sorry," Carly replied. "I'm just a little hormonal. I'm fine. Um, come on Michael." They started out the door.
"Why can't you guys just get back together? It's obvious you still love each other!" Michael exclaimed as Carly dragged him to the elevator. Carly shook her head.
"There are things in life that are far more complicated than just being in love. People can't just get back together because they love each other."
"Why not? Love should be the only thing that matters." Michael sighed and Carly realized that her son was right. Love was supposed to be the only thing that mattered, so why had everything gotten so confusing?
**
Bianca sat in the rocking chair next to the little bed that held Miranda. Miranda had finally gone to sleep after the nurse had given her some infant aspirin. Bianca was scared. This child was the only family she had right now. She needed Miranda to be okay.
"Mimo, you have to stay strong for mommy, okay? You've got to get better and grow up into a happy little girl. You can do that for mommy, can't you?" Dr. Meadows walked into the room and smiled at Bianca.
"Good news Miss Montgomery. Your little girl is just fine."
"Why was her fever so high?"
"She had a little bit of an ear ache. That aspirin we gave her had some antibiotics in it that should clear that right up," Dr. Meadows replied. "This time of the year is when babies are really prone to getting sick. So just make sure that you keep a little hat on her head even when it's a little warmer. When it gets into May she should be fine without one."
"Thank you," Bianca replied. "When can she go home?"
"Well, I'm going to write you a prescription for some ear drops in case she gets anymore earaches. After that you'll be free to go home with your baby."
"Thank you," Bianca said happily. Dr. Meadows left and Bianca smiled at Miranda. "Thank God you're okay, Mimo. I love you so much."
**
Jason was sitting on a bench outside of the emergency room. The day was getting warm and Jason was trying to enjoy the silence. He wasn't even bothered by the fact that Tony Jones was standing nearby having a smoke on his break. Every thing was fine. That was until somebody sat down next to him.
"Enjoying the peace?" Faith asked.
"What would you know about peace?" Jason asked.
"I wouldn't know. I haven't felt peace since before my husband died," Faith replied, glancing at Jason. Jason shook his head.
"You have to bring that up all the time don't you?"
"Don't worry. I'm through with mourning. I'm even through with getting revenge. I just want success and the only way I can do that is by taking control of this rest of this miserable town."
"I can't let you do that, Faith," Jason replied. Out of the corner of his eye, Jason caught a glimmer of silver. He looked over to see the assassin that he had scared off earlier. Jason's eyes grew wide and he reached for his gun. "Faith! Get down!" He started to push Faith to the ground just as a gunshot rang out. Jason fired his gun next and the assassin fell dead in a pool of blood. He put his gun down. "You alright?" He turned to Faith who was lying on the ground, blood pooling out of the side of her head.
Several doctors came running out and security grabbed Jason.
"I didn't do it!" Jason exclaimed. "I didn't shoot her!"
"You shot that man!" somebody exclaimed from the crowd.
"He shot Faith and I shot back in self defense," Jason replied. "You saw it!" He pointed to Tony Jones. Some of the doctors carried Faith inside and some of the nurses followed. Tony looked a little shocked.
"I . . . I saw that man pull the trigger," Tony said. The bullet hit Faith and Jason shot in self defense. He shot him to protect himself and Faith."
"The cops are going to want him for questioning," one of the guards replied. "Come on, Morgan." Jason wasn't even worried about getting arrested or being questioned. It surprised him that the only thing he was worried about was Faith.