Chapter 11
In the morning, Jason walked into Faith's hospital room to see her sitting up in bed watching television. Her face practically lit up when she saw Jason's face. She grinned and Jason walked over to sit by her bed. He looked into her eyes and he took her hands in his. She smiled again and brushed his cheek with her hand.
"How are you feeling?"
"Better now that you're here," she whispered. "I had a dream about you last night."
"You did?"
"Yeah," Faith replied with a laugh, "I dreamed that you swooped in and picked me up on your white horse and carried me away from my past. Maybe that bullet was the best thing that ever happened to me."
"Don't talk like that."
"It's true. Now I know that I feel for you. I'm falling for you and I'm glad. I'm glad that this happened because it brought you to me."
"Wow, that dream must have been something special," Jason replied. "Faith, I'm not really good at expressions of love or anything, but when I'm with you, it's like that changes. It's like . . . caring for you is all that matters. I think I'm in love with you and I wouldn't have it any other way." Faith smiled happily.
"I'm glad you think so."
"So tell me more about this dream."
"I told you," Faith replied slowly.
"Yeah, but there had to be more," Jason replied. Faith rolled her eyes.
"You took me to this really quiet place. It was so beautiful. Wow, it was amazing. You told me you loved me and you kissed me . . ." She shook her head. "But it was incredible. God I feel like a teen-aged girl with her first crush. Well, as far as I'm concerned, you are my first crush. At least I can't remember my real first crush." Jason smiled at Faith. "I can't wait to learn more about you." Jason kissed her forehead.
"Get some more rest. I'll be back later, okay?"
"I don't want to rest."
"I know, but the more you rest, the faster you'll heal," Jason pointed out.
"Alright," Faith said, giving up. She closed her eyes. Jason smiled and left the room with his head filled with thoughts of Faith.
**
As the afternoon wore on, Sonny waited nervously at his penthouse. He was angry at himself for inviting Brenda, but then again, he figured he could love her again. If Carly could move on emotionally, maybe he could too.
"Max!" Sonny called. His bodyguard came walking in.
"Yeah boss?" he asked.
"When Ms. Barrett gets here, please make sure that she has one of the guys with her at all times," Sonny replied.
"Sure thing, boss," Max replied. Max stepped back out into the hallway. Sonny looked around his penthouse. He had had Max clean it up as best as he could seeing as Leticia wasn't there to clean. Graciela hadn't worked there in years so he figured he'd have to hire somebody else to clean his penthouse. He would do it, but there was the limitation of his wheel chair that kept him from doing so.
Sonny's phone rang and he quickly picked it up.
"Corinthos," he said hoarsely.
"It's me," Brenda replied with a smile. "I just pulled into the parking garage. I'll be up in a few minutes."
"Alright. Max is up here. He'll show you right in."
"Alright," Brenda replied. Sonny heard the click of the line and he hung up too. He couldn't believe he was letting her stay with him. But hearing the sound of her voice assured him that he could do this. He wasn't sure if he could fall in love with her again, but he could have her staying with him.
The moments ticked away like the beat of Sonny's heart. They seemed to get faster and faster when he heard the ding of the elevator. He heard jarbled conversation in the hallway. The doorknob turned. Sonny looked over at the door as it opened. Brenda walked in with a smile on her face . . . and a baby on her hip. Sonny sat wide-eyed and shocked.
"Brenda . . ."
"Hey," she greeted him with a big grin. She looked at her baby. "Can you say hi to Sonny?" The baby grinned just like his mother and Sonny couldn't help but smile.
"You have a baby?"
"Yeah," Brenda replied. "I guess I should've told you that, huh?"
"Yeah. You should have," Sonny replied.
"I remember hearing about your son being born in October. My little guy was born in October too. He's your son's age." The child had dark hair just like his mother. He looked exactly like Brenda and Sonny wondered who the father was. "His daddy is Jax."
"Oh God," Sonny replied.
"I know. Sonny, if Jax finds out, he's going to want me back in his life. He humiliated me at my wedding. I'm through with him. I don't want him to take my son away from me."
"Jesus," Sonny muttered.
"So I have a favor to ask," Brenda began.
"What kind of favor?" Sonny asked, rubbing his eyes with his knuckles.
"I want you to . . . to pass my son off as your own."
**
Bianca had left Miranda at home with Leticia and the boys so she could get out of the house for an hour or so. She had had a pounding headache and she had gone to the store for some herbal tea, seeing as she was feeding MiMo breast milk. She couldn't taking any aspirins or anything so she figured a soothing herbal tea would work just fine.
As she was walking back from the drug store, she saw a young woman walking down the street toting a rolling suitcase. She was tall and slender with shoulder length black hair. She had beautiful ivory skin and sea green eyes. Bianca smiled at the girl as she looked around.
"Excuse me?" the girl asked quickly, hurrying over to Bianca. Bianca was stunned that the girl just came right up to her. "I just got to town to start an internship at General Hospital. Could you point me in the direction? My cab driver was a jerk and dropped me off here."
"Sure," Bianca replied with a smile. "See this road? It goes to a dead end at the end and you turn right and the hospital is a block away."
"Okay," she replied. "Thank you so much. My name is . . . Natalie English."
"Bianca Montgomery," Bianca replied. They shook hands and Bianca felt a spark. She tried to ignore it, but the look in Natalie's eyes made Bianca think she felt it too. It wasn't a physical spark of course, but it was something that just happened as soon as they touched. Bianca swallowed hard. "I have to be getting home to my baby."
"Oh? You're . . . you're married?" Natalie asked.
"No. I'm not married. I'm gay," Bianca replied. Natalie grinned and walked off. A moment later she turned around and looked at Bianca.
"Me too," she replied. "Nice to meet you." She headed off toward the hospital and Bianca couldn't help but smile.
**
Bianca walked into the house to find Michael alone in the living room.
"Where's Leticia and Carly?" Bianca asked.
"Leticia's upstairs with the babies," Michael replied. "I told her I wanted to watch television, so I had to stay down here while the babies slept. Mommy's getting ready for her date."
"I see," Bianca replied. "How are you?"
"I'm okay. Can I ask you a question?" Michael asked curiously. Bianca and Michael walked out onto the front porch and sat down on the steps.
"Sure," she answered. "What's on your mind."
"I was wondering if you could help me . . . get my mommy and daddy back together . . ." Michael mumbled. Bianca smiled.
"I know you want your parents back together, but you'll know someday that they're doing this for your own good."
"No they aren't. They weren't even thinking about me or Morgan when they decided to get divorced," Michael replied. "They're both acting stupid and they're acting my age! I just wish that they'd realize that they're not my age and that they love each other."
"You're very wise for your age, Michael," Bianca replied quietly.
"Why can't my mommy and daddy be like everybody else's?"
"Not everybody's mommy and daddy are happy, Michael. Believe me, a lot of kids go through this with their parents."
"But mommy and daddy still love each other. They do, Bianca," Michael replied with tears in his eyes.
"Sweetie, I know this is hard for you, but it'll get easier."
"Please talk to mommy."
"Look, I'm already trying to get your mom to talk to your dad about all of this, but I'm not making any promises, okay?"
"Thank you!" Michael exclaimed, wrapping his arms around Bianca's neck. Bianca grinned.
"Don't thank me yet, hun. Don't thank me yet."
A car pulled into the drive and Mark got out. He waved and Bianca and Michael went inside to get Carly.
"Carly! Mark's here!" Bianca exclaimed. Carly came rushing down in a gorgeous red dress, finishing putting in her earrings."
"How do I look?" Carly asked.
"You look beautiful, mommy," Michael replied. "But you shouldn't go out with him." Michael ran upstairs and Bianca looked at Carly.
"You look great," Bianca replied. She headed upstairs and Carly walked out onto the porch. She had to remember to talk to Michael right away when she got home. Mark grinned when he saw how beautiful Carly looked. Carly smiled when she saw Mark. He looked very handsome. He had a bouquet of red roses in his arms.
"You look amazing," Mark said, handing her the flowers.
"Thank you," Carly replied, accepting the flowers. She leaned in and gave him a soft kiss on the lips. She dropped the flowers onto the porch swing and wrapped her arms around Mark's neck. She felt guilty for doing this, but she needed to move on. She needed to move on without Sonny.
Just then, Bianca ran outside.
"I'm sorry," she began.
"What is it?"
"Sonny's bodyguard just called. He wanted me to tell you that Brenda's moving back and she's living in the penthouse. Who's Brenda?"
"Stupid little home-wrecker," Carly muttered under her breath. She looked at Mark. "Sonny can do whatever or whoever the hell he wants. Thanks for telling me, Bianca."
"Sure." Bianca went back inside. Carly knew then and there that it was over with Sonny. Sonny was going to be with Brenda. Carly didn't want to be alone. She didn't deserve to be miserable.
"Um, Mark," she said shakily, "we've been friends for a long time and we've hit it off already. I think that it wouldn't be too bold if we . . . moved things to the next level."
"The next level? What do you mean?" Mark asked. Carly smiled.
"Well, let me just give you a little preview," she whispered before pulling Mark into a passionate kiss.
In the morning, Jason walked into Faith's hospital room to see her sitting up in bed watching television. Her face practically lit up when she saw Jason's face. She grinned and Jason walked over to sit by her bed. He looked into her eyes and he took her hands in his. She smiled again and brushed his cheek with her hand.
"How are you feeling?"
"Better now that you're here," she whispered. "I had a dream about you last night."
"You did?"
"Yeah," Faith replied with a laugh, "I dreamed that you swooped in and picked me up on your white horse and carried me away from my past. Maybe that bullet was the best thing that ever happened to me."
"Don't talk like that."
"It's true. Now I know that I feel for you. I'm falling for you and I'm glad. I'm glad that this happened because it brought you to me."
"Wow, that dream must have been something special," Jason replied. "Faith, I'm not really good at expressions of love or anything, but when I'm with you, it's like that changes. It's like . . . caring for you is all that matters. I think I'm in love with you and I wouldn't have it any other way." Faith smiled happily.
"I'm glad you think so."
"So tell me more about this dream."
"I told you," Faith replied slowly.
"Yeah, but there had to be more," Jason replied. Faith rolled her eyes.
"You took me to this really quiet place. It was so beautiful. Wow, it was amazing. You told me you loved me and you kissed me . . ." She shook her head. "But it was incredible. God I feel like a teen-aged girl with her first crush. Well, as far as I'm concerned, you are my first crush. At least I can't remember my real first crush." Jason smiled at Faith. "I can't wait to learn more about you." Jason kissed her forehead.
"Get some more rest. I'll be back later, okay?"
"I don't want to rest."
"I know, but the more you rest, the faster you'll heal," Jason pointed out.
"Alright," Faith said, giving up. She closed her eyes. Jason smiled and left the room with his head filled with thoughts of Faith.
**
As the afternoon wore on, Sonny waited nervously at his penthouse. He was angry at himself for inviting Brenda, but then again, he figured he could love her again. If Carly could move on emotionally, maybe he could too.
"Max!" Sonny called. His bodyguard came walking in.
"Yeah boss?" he asked.
"When Ms. Barrett gets here, please make sure that she has one of the guys with her at all times," Sonny replied.
"Sure thing, boss," Max replied. Max stepped back out into the hallway. Sonny looked around his penthouse. He had had Max clean it up as best as he could seeing as Leticia wasn't there to clean. Graciela hadn't worked there in years so he figured he'd have to hire somebody else to clean his penthouse. He would do it, but there was the limitation of his wheel chair that kept him from doing so.
Sonny's phone rang and he quickly picked it up.
"Corinthos," he said hoarsely.
"It's me," Brenda replied with a smile. "I just pulled into the parking garage. I'll be up in a few minutes."
"Alright. Max is up here. He'll show you right in."
"Alright," Brenda replied. Sonny heard the click of the line and he hung up too. He couldn't believe he was letting her stay with him. But hearing the sound of her voice assured him that he could do this. He wasn't sure if he could fall in love with her again, but he could have her staying with him.
The moments ticked away like the beat of Sonny's heart. They seemed to get faster and faster when he heard the ding of the elevator. He heard jarbled conversation in the hallway. The doorknob turned. Sonny looked over at the door as it opened. Brenda walked in with a smile on her face . . . and a baby on her hip. Sonny sat wide-eyed and shocked.
"Brenda . . ."
"Hey," she greeted him with a big grin. She looked at her baby. "Can you say hi to Sonny?" The baby grinned just like his mother and Sonny couldn't help but smile.
"You have a baby?"
"Yeah," Brenda replied. "I guess I should've told you that, huh?"
"Yeah. You should have," Sonny replied.
"I remember hearing about your son being born in October. My little guy was born in October too. He's your son's age." The child had dark hair just like his mother. He looked exactly like Brenda and Sonny wondered who the father was. "His daddy is Jax."
"Oh God," Sonny replied.
"I know. Sonny, if Jax finds out, he's going to want me back in his life. He humiliated me at my wedding. I'm through with him. I don't want him to take my son away from me."
"Jesus," Sonny muttered.
"So I have a favor to ask," Brenda began.
"What kind of favor?" Sonny asked, rubbing his eyes with his knuckles.
"I want you to . . . to pass my son off as your own."
**
Bianca had left Miranda at home with Leticia and the boys so she could get out of the house for an hour or so. She had had a pounding headache and she had gone to the store for some herbal tea, seeing as she was feeding MiMo breast milk. She couldn't taking any aspirins or anything so she figured a soothing herbal tea would work just fine.
As she was walking back from the drug store, she saw a young woman walking down the street toting a rolling suitcase. She was tall and slender with shoulder length black hair. She had beautiful ivory skin and sea green eyes. Bianca smiled at the girl as she looked around.
"Excuse me?" the girl asked quickly, hurrying over to Bianca. Bianca was stunned that the girl just came right up to her. "I just got to town to start an internship at General Hospital. Could you point me in the direction? My cab driver was a jerk and dropped me off here."
"Sure," Bianca replied with a smile. "See this road? It goes to a dead end at the end and you turn right and the hospital is a block away."
"Okay," she replied. "Thank you so much. My name is . . . Natalie English."
"Bianca Montgomery," Bianca replied. They shook hands and Bianca felt a spark. She tried to ignore it, but the look in Natalie's eyes made Bianca think she felt it too. It wasn't a physical spark of course, but it was something that just happened as soon as they touched. Bianca swallowed hard. "I have to be getting home to my baby."
"Oh? You're . . . you're married?" Natalie asked.
"No. I'm not married. I'm gay," Bianca replied. Natalie grinned and walked off. A moment later she turned around and looked at Bianca.
"Me too," she replied. "Nice to meet you." She headed off toward the hospital and Bianca couldn't help but smile.
**
Bianca walked into the house to find Michael alone in the living room.
"Where's Leticia and Carly?" Bianca asked.
"Leticia's upstairs with the babies," Michael replied. "I told her I wanted to watch television, so I had to stay down here while the babies slept. Mommy's getting ready for her date."
"I see," Bianca replied. "How are you?"
"I'm okay. Can I ask you a question?" Michael asked curiously. Bianca and Michael walked out onto the front porch and sat down on the steps.
"Sure," she answered. "What's on your mind."
"I was wondering if you could help me . . . get my mommy and daddy back together . . ." Michael mumbled. Bianca smiled.
"I know you want your parents back together, but you'll know someday that they're doing this for your own good."
"No they aren't. They weren't even thinking about me or Morgan when they decided to get divorced," Michael replied. "They're both acting stupid and they're acting my age! I just wish that they'd realize that they're not my age and that they love each other."
"You're very wise for your age, Michael," Bianca replied quietly.
"Why can't my mommy and daddy be like everybody else's?"
"Not everybody's mommy and daddy are happy, Michael. Believe me, a lot of kids go through this with their parents."
"But mommy and daddy still love each other. They do, Bianca," Michael replied with tears in his eyes.
"Sweetie, I know this is hard for you, but it'll get easier."
"Please talk to mommy."
"Look, I'm already trying to get your mom to talk to your dad about all of this, but I'm not making any promises, okay?"
"Thank you!" Michael exclaimed, wrapping his arms around Bianca's neck. Bianca grinned.
"Don't thank me yet, hun. Don't thank me yet."
A car pulled into the drive and Mark got out. He waved and Bianca and Michael went inside to get Carly.
"Carly! Mark's here!" Bianca exclaimed. Carly came rushing down in a gorgeous red dress, finishing putting in her earrings."
"How do I look?" Carly asked.
"You look beautiful, mommy," Michael replied. "But you shouldn't go out with him." Michael ran upstairs and Bianca looked at Carly.
"You look great," Bianca replied. She headed upstairs and Carly walked out onto the porch. She had to remember to talk to Michael right away when she got home. Mark grinned when he saw how beautiful Carly looked. Carly smiled when she saw Mark. He looked very handsome. He had a bouquet of red roses in his arms.
"You look amazing," Mark said, handing her the flowers.
"Thank you," Carly replied, accepting the flowers. She leaned in and gave him a soft kiss on the lips. She dropped the flowers onto the porch swing and wrapped her arms around Mark's neck. She felt guilty for doing this, but she needed to move on. She needed to move on without Sonny.
Just then, Bianca ran outside.
"I'm sorry," she began.
"What is it?"
"Sonny's bodyguard just called. He wanted me to tell you that Brenda's moving back and she's living in the penthouse. Who's Brenda?"
"Stupid little home-wrecker," Carly muttered under her breath. She looked at Mark. "Sonny can do whatever or whoever the hell he wants. Thanks for telling me, Bianca."
"Sure." Bianca went back inside. Carly knew then and there that it was over with Sonny. Sonny was going to be with Brenda. Carly didn't want to be alone. She didn't deserve to be miserable.
"Um, Mark," she said shakily, "we've been friends for a long time and we've hit it off already. I think that it wouldn't be too bold if we . . . moved things to the next level."
"The next level? What do you mean?" Mark asked. Carly smiled.
"Well, let me just give you a little preview," she whispered before pulling Mark into a passionate kiss.