Kayla- Here's hoping you move onto part 2 of the story, but I can promise
you that there will be no amnesia.
Journeylove- Sonny's a character that you love too much to hate, this is so true. I am disappointed in him very much for the actions that he has taken, especially against Courtney, but at the same time I know he's lashing out because he's so worried about the boy, being Michael since we're talking about the show. Unlike a lot of people, I happen to like Sam as well, she's amusing. I don't like her with Sonny all that much, because of what she does with S/C, which should not be tampered with, but on her own she's an interesting character. People that I know loathe her, though, and I don't really understand why. It's true that a part of the reason I may find myself gravitating towards her is because of her role on Port Charles, which had Vampires and I like Vampires so I could be playing favorites. Here's a little snippet for you: I watched PC before I ever thought I would watch GH, because of said Vamps, but when I learned that PC was getting the ax I just decided that I should try to watch GH in case anyone came from the show once it was canned. Now look where we're at... Oh, and that baby had better be Jax's! Heh, Damian will be back by the end of next week, I promise. He's 30 pages or so ahead when he finally comes around, so that could be awhile depending on how long the other chapters are, but since I'm posting two a day, you never know.
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Sonny, in an idle part of his mind, had wondered what was going on between his little sister and Dillon Quatermaine. Of course, he never would have thought that Courtney was doing anything that would hurt Jason, especially with someone like Dillon. The boy wasn't even of age. Courtney was young and beautiful, but she just wouldn't do something like have an affair. So, that begged the question as to why they were sitting next to each other, apparently engaged in some sort of conversation. But, Sonny knew that such a question could wait since it was more important that he do the right thing and tell them what he had seen while he was with his son. Even if he hadn't seen anything at all it was still something that they would have wanted to know. However, he didn't want to do anything without Carly being by his side. It was like he had become dependant on her once again. When he was in Damian's room, at his son's bedside he was living a nightmare and he could only depend on himself. Now that he was outside in the world again he didn't have the same resolve that he appeared to have.
"Courtney," Carly came up with two cups of coffee in her hands, "you owe me for this one. I just didn't feel like waiting." Carly saw that Sonny was standing there and she almost dropped the coffee to be with her husband, but she instead managed to put them both on the nearby table before hugging him in her arms as tightly as possible, afraid that if she let go Sonny would leave her again. "Sonny... we've been waiting for you."
"I know," Sonny replied. "I'm sorry that I kept you all waiting as long as I did."
"We know that you're going through a lot right now, but you don't have to go through it alone. We're all here to help you," Carly refused to let go.
Dillon didn't exactly see himself as part of Sonny's support system, but he could see that Sonny was in pain and his heart did go out to the man that was worrying about the possibilities of his son dying. However, since he knew that he was not part of the 'family' as it were, he didn't really have a place just talking to Sonny. He kept his mouth shut, for fear of a number of things. Setting Sonny off being the one that he was most afraid of.
"Carly, you can let go," Sonny said, somewhat straining under the unusually strong grip of his wife.
"Not until you promise that you're not going anywhere."
"If I promise that I'm not going to be going anywhere will you let me breathe?" Sonny asked, somewhat sarcastically. It was good to know that he still had access to his skewered humor. "Because, if so, I promise."
Carly let go, "Sorry... you know how I get when I'm worried about you."
"You shouldn't be worried about me," Sonny knew that his wife's focus would be on him, and while he expected it, he still didn't like it. Sure, Carly and Damian were friends now, but she still didn't care for him as much as Damian cared for her. Even though the boy had never outright said it, he did begin to find himself looking to Carly in a different light. Not something that would ever replace his mother, but perhaps find a way to cope with the loss of Ana-Maria. Carly was a very loveable person once she showed that she wasn't all fangs and attitude. Carly was no longer acting like the she-devil that she could be around Damian, but she still hadn't opened up in the way that Sonny wanted her to. It was made even more obvious of that fact when she ended up being more concerned over him than Sonny's own son. Damian was always concerning himself with a boy that wasn't even blood related to him, but still saw him as his younger brother. That was the entire reason why they were all there. If Michael had been hit, god forbid, Sonny knew for a fact that Damian would have been waiting around for as long as it took. Sonny wasn't disgusted in Carly's attitude, but he was disappointed.
"Sonny," Courtney came to the defense of her best friend, "we all know how you can get when you're worried about something. What could cause you more pain than realizing that you couldn't be there to protect someone that you love? Carly is worried about Damian we all are, but as much as we hate to tell ourselves otherwise, there's nothing we can do to help him right now. We can help you right now, though. We will help you right now because we care about you so much."
Dillon was observing from his seat. The way that they all rallied around each other was fascinating. Even though the Quatermaine's were like that as well when they were faced with a crisis situation they didn't seem as genuine about how they felt. It was ironic, the town viewed Sonny and Jason as cold blooded killers who couldn't feel anything, but Sonny was showing everyone that they were wrong. Sonny could feel pain. Sonny was showing that better than Dillon had ever seen just about anyone before in his life. Maybe he was making the right decision... he was going to find himself being around Sonny more now that he was going to be housing himself with Jason. If Jason actually agreed to the idea of having a teenage ward around the house. Besides, it wasn't going to be for that long. Dillon was going to be out of school soon, and he would be going to a college, far away from the Quatermaine's, and far away from Jason as well. Unless he ended up sticking around and doing nothing with his life. Dillon didn't enjoy that idea at all, but he knew that it was a possibility.
Sonny, on some level, knew that his little sister was right. Carly had every right to be worried about her husband, they should have come first in their relationship, only behind their children. Sonny's child was not necessarily Carly's child, so Carly's top priority would have been her husband. It didn't mean that Carly did not care about what was going on with Damian. For all Sonny knew, she could have been petrified by the idea of losing her step-son. It wasn't likely, but it was possible. "I'm sorry, Carly."
Carly shook her head, "Its okay, Sonny. I understand on some level what you're going through. I try and think about what I would have been doing if Michael had been the one that got hit by that truck, if it were my son, our son, that was in the bed. I wouldn't be able to keep myself contained. I'd be so afraid. But I also know that you would find a way to beat your own fears about losing our boy just to be there and comfort me. I want to do the same for you, Sonny. You're the greatest man in my life, and I want you to know that."
"I do," Sonny said simply. "You know that I love you, right?"
"I never doubted it for a moment." Carly hugged him again, albeit much lighter and less air constricting, "We'll find a way to get through this together, Sonny. We won't let you battle everything alone."
Courtney watched the two have a moment. No matter their problems, which they almost always seemed to be going through at least one at any given time, they still loved each other very much and would jump over hurdles of fire if it meant that they would save the other. If she and Jason had problems that were that all-encompassing, would they be able to do the same? Should she even be worrying about such a thing? Shouldn't she be grateful that her marriage was as strong as it was? Even with the conflicting morals, they managed to have as great a relationship as they possibly could.
Shelving those dark and unfamiliar thoughts, Courtney focused on the matter at hand, "How's Damian?"
"I don't really know," Sonny focused his attentions on Courtney. "Bobbie's with him again right now while I spend some time out here, but there hasn't been a single change in his condition since I've started watching him. I've done everything that I could think of, Courtney. I've tried talking to him, putting my hand on his head hoping for a reaction, hoping that he would feel my warmth and wake up. The only thing I haven't tried to do is shake him awake, since that probably wouldn't be the best thing."
"He'll come around, Sonny," Courtney was being positive, and she did believe what she was saying on some level, but that didn't mean that she completely believed it. Part of it was denial, part of it was hopeless optimism. "Right now his body is probably going through all the motions and it just hasn't recovered enough for him to get up. I know I'm no doctor, but that's what I think is happening."
Courtney was smart, Sonny conceded this fact, but she really had no place talking about such technical terms without any sort of knowledge in her background. Of course, Sonny knew that she was only trying to help. Sonny couldn't, and wouldn't hold it against her for doing something that she thought in her mind was right. "Listen, as much as I appreciate you all hanging around me, trying to act as a support unit for me and my son, there's really nothing that you can do here tonight."
"We'll come back in the morning," Carly said.
"Yeah, you will," Sonny agreed.
"Sonny..."
"Don't, Carly," Sonny cut her off in a hurry. "I am going to make sure that I am by my son's bedside at least for tonight. I don't trust the people here to keep him safe. I don't trust much of the staff outside of your mother to not be in on trying to hurt him. The only way that I can protect him is if I'm the one that watches over him."
"I could stay here with you, too," Carly said. "I could just sleep on the couch in the waiting room."
"You, sleep on a couch?"
"I've done it before," Carly did not enjoy how Sonny was picking her apart, even if he was doing it as a mental diversionary tactic.
Sonny shook his head, "Michael will need one of us to be with him tonight and probably tomorrow morning as well. Jason's watching him right now, and Michael trusts Jason fully, but you're still his mother."
"Michael knows that I'm not as warm towards Damian as everyone else in the family."
"Still, he'll look to you." Sonny asked Courtney for help, "Don't you agree, Courtney?"
Courtney didn't relish being put in the middle of the conversation that was going on. She hadn't being a second hand factor in the fights that Sonny and Carly had. She should have stayed out of it, but she couldn't just ignore what was going on. Besides, Sonny did have a point. "Michael will want one of his parents to be at his side tonight, Carly. And he'll know that Damian is too important to Sonny for Sonny to just leave alone for the night."
"I don't want to leave..."
"Carly," Sonny held her, "you have to do this for me. You have to give me the space that I'm asking for right now, the space that I need. I'm not asking for the world. I'm asking you to go home and get some rest, you need it."
"You need rest, too."
"I don't get much sleep, you know that." Sonny gave that brief grin that told Carly that he was going to be okay. It could have been a lie, but she couldn't call him into question at that moment. She knew that Sonny would view it as a sort of betrayal, and Sonny hated being betrayed more than anything else
"Fine," Carly finally submitted. "But I don't have to like this idea of me leaving you alone."
"No, you don't, but you should do it anyway."
"Which is why I'm going." Carly kissed Sonny on the lips. "If you need me to come back, just have someone call the house and I will be back here before you even get a chance to hang up the phone."
"I know you will, Carly. Thanks."
Courtney hugged Sonny, "Dad wanted me to tell you that he really appreciates the call. If he hadn't have taken Maxie and Georgie home he would have been here, too."
"I'm sure he'll be back in the morning," Sonny said, and he wasn't trying to sound like he didn't want the outcome to happen. He wanted his father around, as rare an occurrence as it was.
Dillon got up from the chair and walked past Sonny. Sonny grabbed his shoulder, which caused a chill to run down Dillon's spine. What had he done to set Sonny off? He was just sitting there, being quiet. Maybe Sonny didn't like people being quiet. "Whatever it is I did, I'm sorry!" Dillon said, his voice shaking.
"You didn't do anything, kid. I just wanted to extend my appreciation that you stuck around like you did. You're a good friend, my son is lucky to have you as one." Sonny's brown eyes were implanted in Dillon's mind.
"I'm lucky to have him, too," Dillon responded. "I hope he gets better by the morning."
The trio left the hospital and Sonny was alone. He looked around. It was late, the hospital was working with as few staff members as it could. It was like he was alone in the world. That was how he felt at that moment anyway.
Journeylove- Sonny's a character that you love too much to hate, this is so true. I am disappointed in him very much for the actions that he has taken, especially against Courtney, but at the same time I know he's lashing out because he's so worried about the boy, being Michael since we're talking about the show. Unlike a lot of people, I happen to like Sam as well, she's amusing. I don't like her with Sonny all that much, because of what she does with S/C, which should not be tampered with, but on her own she's an interesting character. People that I know loathe her, though, and I don't really understand why. It's true that a part of the reason I may find myself gravitating towards her is because of her role on Port Charles, which had Vampires and I like Vampires so I could be playing favorites. Here's a little snippet for you: I watched PC before I ever thought I would watch GH, because of said Vamps, but when I learned that PC was getting the ax I just decided that I should try to watch GH in case anyone came from the show once it was canned. Now look where we're at... Oh, and that baby had better be Jax's! Heh, Damian will be back by the end of next week, I promise. He's 30 pages or so ahead when he finally comes around, so that could be awhile depending on how long the other chapters are, but since I'm posting two a day, you never know.
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Sonny, in an idle part of his mind, had wondered what was going on between his little sister and Dillon Quatermaine. Of course, he never would have thought that Courtney was doing anything that would hurt Jason, especially with someone like Dillon. The boy wasn't even of age. Courtney was young and beautiful, but she just wouldn't do something like have an affair. So, that begged the question as to why they were sitting next to each other, apparently engaged in some sort of conversation. But, Sonny knew that such a question could wait since it was more important that he do the right thing and tell them what he had seen while he was with his son. Even if he hadn't seen anything at all it was still something that they would have wanted to know. However, he didn't want to do anything without Carly being by his side. It was like he had become dependant on her once again. When he was in Damian's room, at his son's bedside he was living a nightmare and he could only depend on himself. Now that he was outside in the world again he didn't have the same resolve that he appeared to have.
"Courtney," Carly came up with two cups of coffee in her hands, "you owe me for this one. I just didn't feel like waiting." Carly saw that Sonny was standing there and she almost dropped the coffee to be with her husband, but she instead managed to put them both on the nearby table before hugging him in her arms as tightly as possible, afraid that if she let go Sonny would leave her again. "Sonny... we've been waiting for you."
"I know," Sonny replied. "I'm sorry that I kept you all waiting as long as I did."
"We know that you're going through a lot right now, but you don't have to go through it alone. We're all here to help you," Carly refused to let go.
Dillon didn't exactly see himself as part of Sonny's support system, but he could see that Sonny was in pain and his heart did go out to the man that was worrying about the possibilities of his son dying. However, since he knew that he was not part of the 'family' as it were, he didn't really have a place just talking to Sonny. He kept his mouth shut, for fear of a number of things. Setting Sonny off being the one that he was most afraid of.
"Carly, you can let go," Sonny said, somewhat straining under the unusually strong grip of his wife.
"Not until you promise that you're not going anywhere."
"If I promise that I'm not going to be going anywhere will you let me breathe?" Sonny asked, somewhat sarcastically. It was good to know that he still had access to his skewered humor. "Because, if so, I promise."
Carly let go, "Sorry... you know how I get when I'm worried about you."
"You shouldn't be worried about me," Sonny knew that his wife's focus would be on him, and while he expected it, he still didn't like it. Sure, Carly and Damian were friends now, but she still didn't care for him as much as Damian cared for her. Even though the boy had never outright said it, he did begin to find himself looking to Carly in a different light. Not something that would ever replace his mother, but perhaps find a way to cope with the loss of Ana-Maria. Carly was a very loveable person once she showed that she wasn't all fangs and attitude. Carly was no longer acting like the she-devil that she could be around Damian, but she still hadn't opened up in the way that Sonny wanted her to. It was made even more obvious of that fact when she ended up being more concerned over him than Sonny's own son. Damian was always concerning himself with a boy that wasn't even blood related to him, but still saw him as his younger brother. That was the entire reason why they were all there. If Michael had been hit, god forbid, Sonny knew for a fact that Damian would have been waiting around for as long as it took. Sonny wasn't disgusted in Carly's attitude, but he was disappointed.
"Sonny," Courtney came to the defense of her best friend, "we all know how you can get when you're worried about something. What could cause you more pain than realizing that you couldn't be there to protect someone that you love? Carly is worried about Damian we all are, but as much as we hate to tell ourselves otherwise, there's nothing we can do to help him right now. We can help you right now, though. We will help you right now because we care about you so much."
Dillon was observing from his seat. The way that they all rallied around each other was fascinating. Even though the Quatermaine's were like that as well when they were faced with a crisis situation they didn't seem as genuine about how they felt. It was ironic, the town viewed Sonny and Jason as cold blooded killers who couldn't feel anything, but Sonny was showing everyone that they were wrong. Sonny could feel pain. Sonny was showing that better than Dillon had ever seen just about anyone before in his life. Maybe he was making the right decision... he was going to find himself being around Sonny more now that he was going to be housing himself with Jason. If Jason actually agreed to the idea of having a teenage ward around the house. Besides, it wasn't going to be for that long. Dillon was going to be out of school soon, and he would be going to a college, far away from the Quatermaine's, and far away from Jason as well. Unless he ended up sticking around and doing nothing with his life. Dillon didn't enjoy that idea at all, but he knew that it was a possibility.
Sonny, on some level, knew that his little sister was right. Carly had every right to be worried about her husband, they should have come first in their relationship, only behind their children. Sonny's child was not necessarily Carly's child, so Carly's top priority would have been her husband. It didn't mean that Carly did not care about what was going on with Damian. For all Sonny knew, she could have been petrified by the idea of losing her step-son. It wasn't likely, but it was possible. "I'm sorry, Carly."
Carly shook her head, "Its okay, Sonny. I understand on some level what you're going through. I try and think about what I would have been doing if Michael had been the one that got hit by that truck, if it were my son, our son, that was in the bed. I wouldn't be able to keep myself contained. I'd be so afraid. But I also know that you would find a way to beat your own fears about losing our boy just to be there and comfort me. I want to do the same for you, Sonny. You're the greatest man in my life, and I want you to know that."
"I do," Sonny said simply. "You know that I love you, right?"
"I never doubted it for a moment." Carly hugged him again, albeit much lighter and less air constricting, "We'll find a way to get through this together, Sonny. We won't let you battle everything alone."
Courtney watched the two have a moment. No matter their problems, which they almost always seemed to be going through at least one at any given time, they still loved each other very much and would jump over hurdles of fire if it meant that they would save the other. If she and Jason had problems that were that all-encompassing, would they be able to do the same? Should she even be worrying about such a thing? Shouldn't she be grateful that her marriage was as strong as it was? Even with the conflicting morals, they managed to have as great a relationship as they possibly could.
Shelving those dark and unfamiliar thoughts, Courtney focused on the matter at hand, "How's Damian?"
"I don't really know," Sonny focused his attentions on Courtney. "Bobbie's with him again right now while I spend some time out here, but there hasn't been a single change in his condition since I've started watching him. I've done everything that I could think of, Courtney. I've tried talking to him, putting my hand on his head hoping for a reaction, hoping that he would feel my warmth and wake up. The only thing I haven't tried to do is shake him awake, since that probably wouldn't be the best thing."
"He'll come around, Sonny," Courtney was being positive, and she did believe what she was saying on some level, but that didn't mean that she completely believed it. Part of it was denial, part of it was hopeless optimism. "Right now his body is probably going through all the motions and it just hasn't recovered enough for him to get up. I know I'm no doctor, but that's what I think is happening."
Courtney was smart, Sonny conceded this fact, but she really had no place talking about such technical terms without any sort of knowledge in her background. Of course, Sonny knew that she was only trying to help. Sonny couldn't, and wouldn't hold it against her for doing something that she thought in her mind was right. "Listen, as much as I appreciate you all hanging around me, trying to act as a support unit for me and my son, there's really nothing that you can do here tonight."
"We'll come back in the morning," Carly said.
"Yeah, you will," Sonny agreed.
"Sonny..."
"Don't, Carly," Sonny cut her off in a hurry. "I am going to make sure that I am by my son's bedside at least for tonight. I don't trust the people here to keep him safe. I don't trust much of the staff outside of your mother to not be in on trying to hurt him. The only way that I can protect him is if I'm the one that watches over him."
"I could stay here with you, too," Carly said. "I could just sleep on the couch in the waiting room."
"You, sleep on a couch?"
"I've done it before," Carly did not enjoy how Sonny was picking her apart, even if he was doing it as a mental diversionary tactic.
Sonny shook his head, "Michael will need one of us to be with him tonight and probably tomorrow morning as well. Jason's watching him right now, and Michael trusts Jason fully, but you're still his mother."
"Michael knows that I'm not as warm towards Damian as everyone else in the family."
"Still, he'll look to you." Sonny asked Courtney for help, "Don't you agree, Courtney?"
Courtney didn't relish being put in the middle of the conversation that was going on. She hadn't being a second hand factor in the fights that Sonny and Carly had. She should have stayed out of it, but she couldn't just ignore what was going on. Besides, Sonny did have a point. "Michael will want one of his parents to be at his side tonight, Carly. And he'll know that Damian is too important to Sonny for Sonny to just leave alone for the night."
"I don't want to leave..."
"Carly," Sonny held her, "you have to do this for me. You have to give me the space that I'm asking for right now, the space that I need. I'm not asking for the world. I'm asking you to go home and get some rest, you need it."
"You need rest, too."
"I don't get much sleep, you know that." Sonny gave that brief grin that told Carly that he was going to be okay. It could have been a lie, but she couldn't call him into question at that moment. She knew that Sonny would view it as a sort of betrayal, and Sonny hated being betrayed more than anything else
"Fine," Carly finally submitted. "But I don't have to like this idea of me leaving you alone."
"No, you don't, but you should do it anyway."
"Which is why I'm going." Carly kissed Sonny on the lips. "If you need me to come back, just have someone call the house and I will be back here before you even get a chance to hang up the phone."
"I know you will, Carly. Thanks."
Courtney hugged Sonny, "Dad wanted me to tell you that he really appreciates the call. If he hadn't have taken Maxie and Georgie home he would have been here, too."
"I'm sure he'll be back in the morning," Sonny said, and he wasn't trying to sound like he didn't want the outcome to happen. He wanted his father around, as rare an occurrence as it was.
Dillon got up from the chair and walked past Sonny. Sonny grabbed his shoulder, which caused a chill to run down Dillon's spine. What had he done to set Sonny off? He was just sitting there, being quiet. Maybe Sonny didn't like people being quiet. "Whatever it is I did, I'm sorry!" Dillon said, his voice shaking.
"You didn't do anything, kid. I just wanted to extend my appreciation that you stuck around like you did. You're a good friend, my son is lucky to have you as one." Sonny's brown eyes were implanted in Dillon's mind.
"I'm lucky to have him, too," Dillon responded. "I hope he gets better by the morning."
The trio left the hospital and Sonny was alone. He looked around. It was late, the hospital was working with as few staff members as it could. It was like he was alone in the world. That was how he felt at that moment anyway.