Chapter 9
Bobbie was changing Morgan upstairs when the phone rang. Michael was watching cartoons downstairs and he was right next to the phone. Michael reached over and picked it up.
"Hello?" he asked.
"Michael?" Sonny asked.
"Hi daddy," Michael replied.
"Hey buddy. I figured you'd be at your grandma's. I called the house but nobody answered."
"Bianca is out with her baby and Mommy's on a date--" Michael replied, cutting himself off. "Uh-oh."
"Where did you say your mother was?"
"She's . . . she's on a date," Michael replied with a sigh. "With her friend Mark from Florida."
"I see," Sonny replied slowly.
"Don't be mad, daddy," Michael replied. "I don't want you and mommy to fight anymore.
"It's okay," Sonny replied.
"How are your legs?" Michael asked.
"Fine," he answered. "Hey buddy, I have to go. I'll talk to you later, okay?"
"Okay," Michael replied. Michael hung up.
Over at the penthouse, Sonny slammed the phone down angrily. Carly was moving on. This was his fault. He had pushed her away when all he wanted to do was have her back in his arms. He figured that if he couldn't have Carly, he'd settle for something else. He picked up his phone and he dialed the number Brenda had given him.
"Hello?" she asked when she answered her phone.
"It's me," Sonny replied.
"Hey," Brenda replied. "Did you change your mind?"
"Yeah. When can you be here?" he asked, shaking his head, knowing he was being a complete asshole.
"I'll pack my bags right away," Brenda replied. "Sonny, you know I care about you. I'm willing to be there for you forever if that's what it takes."
"I know," Sonny replied. "Just get here as soon as you can."
"I'll be there first thing in the morning," Brenda replied. "Bye Sonny." Sonny hung up without saying goodbye and he continued to sit in the dreary, lonely penthouse that had once been a home.
**
Jason stared at Faith as she looked around with worry in her eyes.
"Where am I?" she asked.
"You're in the hospital. You were shot but an assassin," Jason replied. Faith's eyes went wide as she looked at Jason.
"Who are you? Who am I?" she asked. Jason knew right then and there that Faith wasn't who she used to be. She was just like he was when he first woke up after the car accident.
"Faith, you don't remember me?"
"I've never seen you before in my life," Faith said with a sob. "And who's Faith?"
"You're Faith," Jason replied slowly. "Don't you remember anything?" Faith slowly shook her head.
"I don't remember anything," she whispered. "I . . . I don't know who you are."
"I'm Jason Morgan," Jason replied. "You're Faith Rosco." Faith dried her tears and slowly sat up in bed. She felt the bandage around her head.
"What happened to me?"
"You were shot," Jason whispered. "Somebody was trying to kill me and you were hit instead." Faith looked horrified.
"Why was somebody trying to kill you?" she asked. "How do we know each other?" Jason looked away.
"You need your rest," he whispered.
"Jason! If we knew each other, I'm sure we're close enough that you can tell me the truth about what happened to me and who I am!" Faith exclaimed. Jason shook his head. "Are we together? Are we in love? Jason, you've got to tell me who I am." Jason sighed heavily.
"You don't want to hear this right now. You need rest."
"I want to know, Jason! You can't leave me in the dark. I've got to know who I am. Please Jason. Please tell me. Tell me who I am."
**
Bianca pushed Miranda in her brand new stroller. She was so happy to have Carly in her life. As soon as she was ready, Bianca wanted to go out and get a job and start paying Carly back for how wonderful she had been. Bianca couldn't wait to help Carly and the kids move into the new house. She wanted to call everyone in Pine Valley and tell them that she had made a new friend and that she was very happy. But she knew she wasn't going to. She was through with Pine Valley, even though there were so many people there that she loved. She couldn't go back.
It was very warm in the park and Miranda was enjoying the sunshine. Bianca had bought a balloon for her daughter from a vendor in the park. She had it tied to the stroller and the baby was mesmerized by it as it floated high above her.
"One day you'll soar in the air too," Bianca replied. "You can do anything, Mimo. You know why? Because you're special. You're a miracle."
"Well hello there," came a raspy voice from behind. Bianca turned to see a rough looking man of about forty. He had a strange look in his eyes and a goofy smile on his face. "Isn't she a pretty baby?"
"Um, thanks," Bianca replied nervously.
"Just like her mama," the guy answered.
"I'm sorry, do I know you?"
"Would you like to?" he asked with a chuckle.
"Could you please leave me alone?" Bianca asked. He reached out as if to grab her. Somebody came out of nowhere and pushed the guy back.
"Leave the lady alone or I'll be carting you off to the PCPD," Officer Lucky Spencer said angrily. The man walked off in a huff and Bianca sighed.
"Thank you officer," she said with a smile.
"I'm Lucky Spencer. It's nice to meet you," Lucky said, extending a hand and giving her a warm smile.
"Bianca Montgomery," Bianca replied happily.
"Are you new in town?" he asked.
"Yeah. I'm staying with Carly Corinthos. She's been really nice," Bianca replied.
"Carly Corinthos? She's my cousin," Lucky replied.
"Really?" Bianca asked. "Well, you have a very awesome cousin, Officer Spencer."
"Please, call me Lucky," Lucky replied.
"Well, I know I'm pretty lucky that you showed up . . . Lucky," Bianca said with a laugh.
"Do you want me to give you and your baby a ride back to Carly's house so you can avoid what just happened?"
"Sure," Bianca replied. "Thank you." Bianca followed Lucky with Miranda and suddenly she realized that Lucky might actually be forming a crush on her.
**
Carly laughed as she and Mark drank down the wine from their glasses. They had just spent the last hour catching up on the past. Carly had barely touched her food because she was having fun remembering all of the parties that she and Mark had gone to with the few friends they had.
"I just can't believe I'm sitting here with you," Mark said with a smile. "Carly, do you know how many years I've wasted just thinking about you and not coming to find you? I wanted to find you right after you left because I was going to . . ." He stopped himself and looked away.
"You were going to what?" Carly asked curiously.
"I was going to ask you to marry me," he replied.
"What?" Carly asked quickly, her eyes going wide with surprise.
"I was going to ask you to marry me. I know we weren't dating, but I was so in love with you. I didn't want to lose you. But you left and my world shattered. My parents sent me away to college and I became a doctor so I could get out of the hell hole of a community we lived in. I swore to myself that I was going to be successful and find you one day. I was going to sweep you off of your feet." Carly nearly lost her breath. She took a sip of wine and put her glass down.
"Wow. I never knew you felt that way about me, Mark," Carly whispered.
"I still do, Carly," Mark replied. "Cadence's mother was amazing, but she wasn't you. I married her during medical school and then Cadence was born. God, Cadence reminds me of her mother sometimes. Her mother is in prison."
"For what?" Carly asked.
"She tried to kill Cadence when she was a baby," Mark replied.
"Oh my God," Carly whispered.
"Cadence knows all about it. She's a wonderful kid."
"Sounds like it," Carly replied. "Look, Mark, this is all so new to me. I mean, I just got out of a relationship that was based on a lie, and I'm in the middle of a divorce that is not something I really want."
"You want to stay married to him?"
"Yes," Carly replied. "But I need to move on. I'm just upset now. I think that I should move on and be happy."
"You should," Mark replied with a smile. "And don't worry. I won't be proposing any time soon . . . unless you want me to." Carly laughed.
"Uh, no," she replied. "Three marriages to the same guy is enough for me for awhile. I've been married a total of four times. I don't think I'm ready for a fifth."
"That's cool," Mark replied. "I hope you'll consider going out with me again." Carly smiled. She liked Mark. He was so sweet and he wasn't controlling or demanding. He wasn't thinking about his job all the time either. Carly loved Sonny so much but she was starting to realize that a life with him wouldn't be best for herself or the kids. She needed to live a little. She wanted to be able to go somewhere and eat a big greasy pizza or go to the docks without having a body guard at her back. She wanted a little danger that didn't involve the mob and people getting killed. She figured that by dating Mark, she could have a little relaxation and a little adventure.
"I'd love to go out with you again, Mark," she replied. Mark smiled at her and they continued their conversation, oblivious to the fact that Lorenzo Alcazar sat four tables away, listening to every word Carly and Mark spoke.
Bobbie was changing Morgan upstairs when the phone rang. Michael was watching cartoons downstairs and he was right next to the phone. Michael reached over and picked it up.
"Hello?" he asked.
"Michael?" Sonny asked.
"Hi daddy," Michael replied.
"Hey buddy. I figured you'd be at your grandma's. I called the house but nobody answered."
"Bianca is out with her baby and Mommy's on a date--" Michael replied, cutting himself off. "Uh-oh."
"Where did you say your mother was?"
"She's . . . she's on a date," Michael replied with a sigh. "With her friend Mark from Florida."
"I see," Sonny replied slowly.
"Don't be mad, daddy," Michael replied. "I don't want you and mommy to fight anymore.
"It's okay," Sonny replied.
"How are your legs?" Michael asked.
"Fine," he answered. "Hey buddy, I have to go. I'll talk to you later, okay?"
"Okay," Michael replied. Michael hung up.
Over at the penthouse, Sonny slammed the phone down angrily. Carly was moving on. This was his fault. He had pushed her away when all he wanted to do was have her back in his arms. He figured that if he couldn't have Carly, he'd settle for something else. He picked up his phone and he dialed the number Brenda had given him.
"Hello?" she asked when she answered her phone.
"It's me," Sonny replied.
"Hey," Brenda replied. "Did you change your mind?"
"Yeah. When can you be here?" he asked, shaking his head, knowing he was being a complete asshole.
"I'll pack my bags right away," Brenda replied. "Sonny, you know I care about you. I'm willing to be there for you forever if that's what it takes."
"I know," Sonny replied. "Just get here as soon as you can."
"I'll be there first thing in the morning," Brenda replied. "Bye Sonny." Sonny hung up without saying goodbye and he continued to sit in the dreary, lonely penthouse that had once been a home.
**
Jason stared at Faith as she looked around with worry in her eyes.
"Where am I?" she asked.
"You're in the hospital. You were shot but an assassin," Jason replied. Faith's eyes went wide as she looked at Jason.
"Who are you? Who am I?" she asked. Jason knew right then and there that Faith wasn't who she used to be. She was just like he was when he first woke up after the car accident.
"Faith, you don't remember me?"
"I've never seen you before in my life," Faith said with a sob. "And who's Faith?"
"You're Faith," Jason replied slowly. "Don't you remember anything?" Faith slowly shook her head.
"I don't remember anything," she whispered. "I . . . I don't know who you are."
"I'm Jason Morgan," Jason replied. "You're Faith Rosco." Faith dried her tears and slowly sat up in bed. She felt the bandage around her head.
"What happened to me?"
"You were shot," Jason whispered. "Somebody was trying to kill me and you were hit instead." Faith looked horrified.
"Why was somebody trying to kill you?" she asked. "How do we know each other?" Jason looked away.
"You need your rest," he whispered.
"Jason! If we knew each other, I'm sure we're close enough that you can tell me the truth about what happened to me and who I am!" Faith exclaimed. Jason shook his head. "Are we together? Are we in love? Jason, you've got to tell me who I am." Jason sighed heavily.
"You don't want to hear this right now. You need rest."
"I want to know, Jason! You can't leave me in the dark. I've got to know who I am. Please Jason. Please tell me. Tell me who I am."
**
Bianca pushed Miranda in her brand new stroller. She was so happy to have Carly in her life. As soon as she was ready, Bianca wanted to go out and get a job and start paying Carly back for how wonderful she had been. Bianca couldn't wait to help Carly and the kids move into the new house. She wanted to call everyone in Pine Valley and tell them that she had made a new friend and that she was very happy. But she knew she wasn't going to. She was through with Pine Valley, even though there were so many people there that she loved. She couldn't go back.
It was very warm in the park and Miranda was enjoying the sunshine. Bianca had bought a balloon for her daughter from a vendor in the park. She had it tied to the stroller and the baby was mesmerized by it as it floated high above her.
"One day you'll soar in the air too," Bianca replied. "You can do anything, Mimo. You know why? Because you're special. You're a miracle."
"Well hello there," came a raspy voice from behind. Bianca turned to see a rough looking man of about forty. He had a strange look in his eyes and a goofy smile on his face. "Isn't she a pretty baby?"
"Um, thanks," Bianca replied nervously.
"Just like her mama," the guy answered.
"I'm sorry, do I know you?"
"Would you like to?" he asked with a chuckle.
"Could you please leave me alone?" Bianca asked. He reached out as if to grab her. Somebody came out of nowhere and pushed the guy back.
"Leave the lady alone or I'll be carting you off to the PCPD," Officer Lucky Spencer said angrily. The man walked off in a huff and Bianca sighed.
"Thank you officer," she said with a smile.
"I'm Lucky Spencer. It's nice to meet you," Lucky said, extending a hand and giving her a warm smile.
"Bianca Montgomery," Bianca replied happily.
"Are you new in town?" he asked.
"Yeah. I'm staying with Carly Corinthos. She's been really nice," Bianca replied.
"Carly Corinthos? She's my cousin," Lucky replied.
"Really?" Bianca asked. "Well, you have a very awesome cousin, Officer Spencer."
"Please, call me Lucky," Lucky replied.
"Well, I know I'm pretty lucky that you showed up . . . Lucky," Bianca said with a laugh.
"Do you want me to give you and your baby a ride back to Carly's house so you can avoid what just happened?"
"Sure," Bianca replied. "Thank you." Bianca followed Lucky with Miranda and suddenly she realized that Lucky might actually be forming a crush on her.
**
Carly laughed as she and Mark drank down the wine from their glasses. They had just spent the last hour catching up on the past. Carly had barely touched her food because she was having fun remembering all of the parties that she and Mark had gone to with the few friends they had.
"I just can't believe I'm sitting here with you," Mark said with a smile. "Carly, do you know how many years I've wasted just thinking about you and not coming to find you? I wanted to find you right after you left because I was going to . . ." He stopped himself and looked away.
"You were going to what?" Carly asked curiously.
"I was going to ask you to marry me," he replied.
"What?" Carly asked quickly, her eyes going wide with surprise.
"I was going to ask you to marry me. I know we weren't dating, but I was so in love with you. I didn't want to lose you. But you left and my world shattered. My parents sent me away to college and I became a doctor so I could get out of the hell hole of a community we lived in. I swore to myself that I was going to be successful and find you one day. I was going to sweep you off of your feet." Carly nearly lost her breath. She took a sip of wine and put her glass down.
"Wow. I never knew you felt that way about me, Mark," Carly whispered.
"I still do, Carly," Mark replied. "Cadence's mother was amazing, but she wasn't you. I married her during medical school and then Cadence was born. God, Cadence reminds me of her mother sometimes. Her mother is in prison."
"For what?" Carly asked.
"She tried to kill Cadence when she was a baby," Mark replied.
"Oh my God," Carly whispered.
"Cadence knows all about it. She's a wonderful kid."
"Sounds like it," Carly replied. "Look, Mark, this is all so new to me. I mean, I just got out of a relationship that was based on a lie, and I'm in the middle of a divorce that is not something I really want."
"You want to stay married to him?"
"Yes," Carly replied. "But I need to move on. I'm just upset now. I think that I should move on and be happy."
"You should," Mark replied with a smile. "And don't worry. I won't be proposing any time soon . . . unless you want me to." Carly laughed.
"Uh, no," she replied. "Three marriages to the same guy is enough for me for awhile. I've been married a total of four times. I don't think I'm ready for a fifth."
"That's cool," Mark replied. "I hope you'll consider going out with me again." Carly smiled. She liked Mark. He was so sweet and he wasn't controlling or demanding. He wasn't thinking about his job all the time either. Carly loved Sonny so much but she was starting to realize that a life with him wouldn't be best for herself or the kids. She needed to live a little. She wanted to be able to go somewhere and eat a big greasy pizza or go to the docks without having a body guard at her back. She wanted a little danger that didn't involve the mob and people getting killed. She figured that by dating Mark, she could have a little relaxation and a little adventure.
"I'd love to go out with you again, Mark," she replied. Mark smiled at her and they continued their conversation, oblivious to the fact that Lorenzo Alcazar sat four tables away, listening to every word Carly and Mark spoke.