Waiting Area-
"Maxie..." Carly came around the corner, Michael in hand. "He wants to see you. He's in room 467."
Maxie's face lit up. She gave Dillon and Georgie a quick glance, both were making motions with her hands that were telling her to hurry up and go. That was what she did. She knew that running in the hospital wasn't exactly the smartest thing to do, and while she wasn't on duty as a candy stripper she should have still kept up the etiquette of the workers in the building. She did what any good girl would do, she walked, but she wasn't slow about it.
"He woke up again?" Courtney asked Carly. She had wondered where her best friend had gone off to, and she should have realized that she was going to look for her son.
"Yeah," Carly sat down next to Courtney, putting Michael on her lap. "He seems to be fine."
"He is, mommy," Michael looked up at his mother. "I know that he's going to be fine."
"You're right, sweetie," Carly agreed. "He's going to be fine."
"Did you talk to him?" Courtney asked Michael.
"He told me that everything was going to be okay, and I believed him," Michael replied. "But he was sleeping when I went in there, so I just waited."
Carly, recalling the moment, looked at Courtney and mouthed the word 'adorable' at her friend. Courtney smiled and giggled a little.
"I'm glad that you got to talk with him," Courtney said. "I know how worried you were."
"Daddy's still worried," Michael said.
"Your daddy worries about a lot of things too much," Courtney informed her nephew. "He's just finding something to worry about because it makes him feel better."
"He's going to go back to Los Angeles later tonight," Carly told Courtney. "He wants to tell Damian's family about what happened... in person."
"I think it's a good idea," Courtney said. "But I'm surprised that Sonny came up with it."
"He didn't," Mike chimed in. "That was my idea."
"Dad?" Courtney looked at her father. "And he listened to you?"
"I was blessed twice today," Mike quipped. "Maybe I should go get a lottery ticket..."
"I don't think so, dad," Courtney cut that idea out of Mike right away. She knew that if he got one he'd want to get more and then he'd lose himself to the same problem that took him away from both of his children.
"I didn't mean it like that, princess. I was just saying that I've had a very good day," Mike looked over at Michael and winked.
"He's probably going to take Jason with him," Carly continued. "At least that was the way he made it seem when he told me about his plan."
"Jason will go with him," Courtney said. "But that means that he won't be here..."
"He isn't here right now anyway," Carly pointed out. "Courtney, I know how much you want him here, but we have to respect the fact that he just can't bring himself to do it. Besides, he'll eventually come, he did for Michael, remember?"
"When he was asleep," Courtney countered.
"The important part was that he was showing that he cared in his own way," Carly defended Jason from Courtney, which was something that she didn't expect to ever do. But she knew that this was one of those areas where the two of them had very conflicting morals, it was just a pity that it wasn't the only area that they had such problems.
"You're right," Courtney conceded.
"Sonny might ask you to stick around while he's gone," Carly was sorry that she had to be somewhat mean towards her best friend, but this was one of those rare cases where the two of them didn't agree and where Carly knew that she was right. "He doesn't trust the hospital staff here to watch over his son while he's gone." She took a quick glance at Georgie, "No offense."
"None taken," Georgie wasn't even a member of the hospital security, but she wouldn't have taken offense even if she were. She knew how much Sonny's life put people at danger and she wouldn't have expected anything else from Sonny Corinthos. She'd probably find herself swarmed by extra guards when she went to go visit Damian.
"I'll stay, sure," Courtney didn't mind, it actually showed that Sonny had a lot of trust in her. While she knew that already it was a good thing to be reaffirmed of such things. "At least I know I'll get to see him."
"Can I stay, too?" Michael asked.
"Honey, you've got school tomorrow," Carly hugged him. "You know that Damian is going to be all right, and he'll be here for you tomorrow when you come visit him after you've done all your homework."
"If he's still here next weekend..."
"I don't think he will be," Carly cut Michael off. She didn't want to think about the boy being in the hospital for an entire week. He wasn't that injured, was he?
"But if he is, can I stay then?"
"We'll talk about it if it happens when the time comes," Carly knew it wasn't the answer that Michael wanted, but it was the only answer that she was going to give.
Elsewhere, General Hospital-
Maxie had been through the halls of the hospital so many times in the past, but she had never done it while she was looking for someone that she cared about. Despite her knowledge of the hospital she couldn't find the room that Damian was in for the life of her. She was beginning to feel like someone was trying to keep them apart, like the hospital had somehow been changed into a labyrinth. Maxie stopped looking for a second and cleared her head, knowing that it was her subconscious that was pulling the tricks on her. She thought about how many times she had been through the halls, what the layout of the hospital was. She knew she was in the right area, but which side was she looking for? The left... right? Maxie focused again and saw that she was only a few doors down. Relieved, she continued down the several doors that she had left before she found the one and pushed it open.
Sonny was standing by the bed. He saw Maxie and smiled. "You sure you don't need anything?" He asked Damian.
Damian looked at Maxie, "I've got everything that I need in front of me, dad."
"I didn't give him that line, I swear," Sonny told Maxie.
"Its fine, Mr. Corinithos."
"Maxie..."
"Oh, sorry..." She corrected herself, "Sonny."
"That's better," Sonny walked out of the room, looking in one last time before he closed it, "I'm going to talk with my sister and Mike, tell them what's going on. I'll come see you again before I leave, though."
"Thanks," Damian told his father.
"One last thing... don't try to do anything on that bed. You've got broken ribs, I doubt they'd be kind..."
"Dad!" Damian glared at his father.
"Sorry, couldn't resist," Sonny laughed softly before he closed the door. Again he told himself that it was good to be able to laugh with his kid.
As soon as the door closed Damian put his head against the pillow, "I'm sorry. I didn't know that my father would do something like that."
"You're blushing," Maxie pointed out.
"I'm embarrassed," Damian replied. "I mean, here I am, on a hospital bed with several broken bones and he's telling me not to do anything with you. Ignore the fact that I'm a virgin for a second and just focus on the fact that I'm not an idiot, I know what I shouldn't be doing."
"Do you think you can do something that doesn't involve sex?" Maxie asked.
"What do you have in mind?"
Maxie leaned in and kissed him on the lips briefly before pulling away. "That."
"Well, I didn't complain, did I?" Damian saw that Maxie was crying again. "Maxie..."
"Sorry," She said, wiping away some of her tears. "I just... never thought I'd be able to do that with you again."
"I'm sorry that I put you through this," Damian said. "I haven't been fair to you. I put you through everything that you went through when I was in jail... then I can't be honest with you... and now this."
"Why are you apologizing? You had nothing to do with anything that happened. Besides... about the argument we had yesterday... it was my fault. I know that you can't talk about everything that happens in your life... I can't talk about everything in my life either even though you've asked me to. But you respect the fact that I have a boundary and I couldn't do the same for you. I wasn't being fair."
"You wanted honesty... and I couldn't give it to you."
"You were as honest as you could be," Maxie didn't want them to have another fight, especially now. She just wanted him to know that she loved him. "Can we talk about something else?"
Damian sat up, "Yeah, I don't think we should be doing this right now."
"You sure you don't need anything?"
"I need you to promise me something," Damian said.
"What?"
"That you won't change my bedpan..."
"Stop," Maxie giggled. "Stop trying to make me laugh."
"I can't help it," Damian began, "I love it when you laugh."
Maxie blushed, shifting focuses again, since bedpans weren't exactly the most romantic topic that a couple could have. "My father sends his best."
"He does?" Damian was, in a word, stunned. Mac didn't mind Damian being around his daughter anymore, but concern wasn't something that Damian would ever expect from Mac.
"He likes you."
"No he doesn't."
"Yeah he does," Maxie reiterated. "He saw how much you helped me when I needed it, more than once. He appreciates you and all that you mean to me."
"Oh," Damian was reduced to a state of near speechlessness. "Well, tell him I said thanks."
"You know, I'm not going to leave your side. I'm going to keep on working as much as I can while you're in here."
"Maxie... I don't want you putting yourself at risk because of me."
"How am I risking anything?"
"I mean you can't keep on overloading yourself with work because of something happening to me. You spent the entire time I was in jail working as much as you could because it helped you lose focus, and I'm sure that came at the cost of your grades."
"What about your grades?" Maxie pointed out.
"I'll just have to spend a whole lot of extra time studying," Damian groaned. "Bad enough one class usually takes a week of my time, now I've missed an entire week of class and there is no telling how much more I'll miss because of this. Maybe I should just give up..."
"You can't do that," Maxie grabbed his hand. "You can't give up! You never give up on anything!"
"You think I can do this?" Damian asked. "You think I can recover from everything that's happened to me?"
"I know you can," Maxie smiled. "You're the strongest person I've ever met, you're the one that I know can do anything if you want to do it. I know you want to keep on succeeding in life and you want to keep on studying for your career in medicine. I won't let your doubt take that dream away."
"I love you," Damian whispered, "you know that, right?"
"It was the only thing I was sure of last night," Maxie sat on the bed. "The only thing that helped me get through everything..."
"Maxie..." Carly came around the corner, Michael in hand. "He wants to see you. He's in room 467."
Maxie's face lit up. She gave Dillon and Georgie a quick glance, both were making motions with her hands that were telling her to hurry up and go. That was what she did. She knew that running in the hospital wasn't exactly the smartest thing to do, and while she wasn't on duty as a candy stripper she should have still kept up the etiquette of the workers in the building. She did what any good girl would do, she walked, but she wasn't slow about it.
"He woke up again?" Courtney asked Carly. She had wondered where her best friend had gone off to, and she should have realized that she was going to look for her son.
"Yeah," Carly sat down next to Courtney, putting Michael on her lap. "He seems to be fine."
"He is, mommy," Michael looked up at his mother. "I know that he's going to be fine."
"You're right, sweetie," Carly agreed. "He's going to be fine."
"Did you talk to him?" Courtney asked Michael.
"He told me that everything was going to be okay, and I believed him," Michael replied. "But he was sleeping when I went in there, so I just waited."
Carly, recalling the moment, looked at Courtney and mouthed the word 'adorable' at her friend. Courtney smiled and giggled a little.
"I'm glad that you got to talk with him," Courtney said. "I know how worried you were."
"Daddy's still worried," Michael said.
"Your daddy worries about a lot of things too much," Courtney informed her nephew. "He's just finding something to worry about because it makes him feel better."
"He's going to go back to Los Angeles later tonight," Carly told Courtney. "He wants to tell Damian's family about what happened... in person."
"I think it's a good idea," Courtney said. "But I'm surprised that Sonny came up with it."
"He didn't," Mike chimed in. "That was my idea."
"Dad?" Courtney looked at her father. "And he listened to you?"
"I was blessed twice today," Mike quipped. "Maybe I should go get a lottery ticket..."
"I don't think so, dad," Courtney cut that idea out of Mike right away. She knew that if he got one he'd want to get more and then he'd lose himself to the same problem that took him away from both of his children.
"I didn't mean it like that, princess. I was just saying that I've had a very good day," Mike looked over at Michael and winked.
"He's probably going to take Jason with him," Carly continued. "At least that was the way he made it seem when he told me about his plan."
"Jason will go with him," Courtney said. "But that means that he won't be here..."
"He isn't here right now anyway," Carly pointed out. "Courtney, I know how much you want him here, but we have to respect the fact that he just can't bring himself to do it. Besides, he'll eventually come, he did for Michael, remember?"
"When he was asleep," Courtney countered.
"The important part was that he was showing that he cared in his own way," Carly defended Jason from Courtney, which was something that she didn't expect to ever do. But she knew that this was one of those areas where the two of them had very conflicting morals, it was just a pity that it wasn't the only area that they had such problems.
"You're right," Courtney conceded.
"Sonny might ask you to stick around while he's gone," Carly was sorry that she had to be somewhat mean towards her best friend, but this was one of those rare cases where the two of them didn't agree and where Carly knew that she was right. "He doesn't trust the hospital staff here to watch over his son while he's gone." She took a quick glance at Georgie, "No offense."
"None taken," Georgie wasn't even a member of the hospital security, but she wouldn't have taken offense even if she were. She knew how much Sonny's life put people at danger and she wouldn't have expected anything else from Sonny Corinthos. She'd probably find herself swarmed by extra guards when she went to go visit Damian.
"I'll stay, sure," Courtney didn't mind, it actually showed that Sonny had a lot of trust in her. While she knew that already it was a good thing to be reaffirmed of such things. "At least I know I'll get to see him."
"Can I stay, too?" Michael asked.
"Honey, you've got school tomorrow," Carly hugged him. "You know that Damian is going to be all right, and he'll be here for you tomorrow when you come visit him after you've done all your homework."
"If he's still here next weekend..."
"I don't think he will be," Carly cut Michael off. She didn't want to think about the boy being in the hospital for an entire week. He wasn't that injured, was he?
"But if he is, can I stay then?"
"We'll talk about it if it happens when the time comes," Carly knew it wasn't the answer that Michael wanted, but it was the only answer that she was going to give.
Elsewhere, General Hospital-
Maxie had been through the halls of the hospital so many times in the past, but she had never done it while she was looking for someone that she cared about. Despite her knowledge of the hospital she couldn't find the room that Damian was in for the life of her. She was beginning to feel like someone was trying to keep them apart, like the hospital had somehow been changed into a labyrinth. Maxie stopped looking for a second and cleared her head, knowing that it was her subconscious that was pulling the tricks on her. She thought about how many times she had been through the halls, what the layout of the hospital was. She knew she was in the right area, but which side was she looking for? The left... right? Maxie focused again and saw that she was only a few doors down. Relieved, she continued down the several doors that she had left before she found the one and pushed it open.
Sonny was standing by the bed. He saw Maxie and smiled. "You sure you don't need anything?" He asked Damian.
Damian looked at Maxie, "I've got everything that I need in front of me, dad."
"I didn't give him that line, I swear," Sonny told Maxie.
"Its fine, Mr. Corinithos."
"Maxie..."
"Oh, sorry..." She corrected herself, "Sonny."
"That's better," Sonny walked out of the room, looking in one last time before he closed it, "I'm going to talk with my sister and Mike, tell them what's going on. I'll come see you again before I leave, though."
"Thanks," Damian told his father.
"One last thing... don't try to do anything on that bed. You've got broken ribs, I doubt they'd be kind..."
"Dad!" Damian glared at his father.
"Sorry, couldn't resist," Sonny laughed softly before he closed the door. Again he told himself that it was good to be able to laugh with his kid.
As soon as the door closed Damian put his head against the pillow, "I'm sorry. I didn't know that my father would do something like that."
"You're blushing," Maxie pointed out.
"I'm embarrassed," Damian replied. "I mean, here I am, on a hospital bed with several broken bones and he's telling me not to do anything with you. Ignore the fact that I'm a virgin for a second and just focus on the fact that I'm not an idiot, I know what I shouldn't be doing."
"Do you think you can do something that doesn't involve sex?" Maxie asked.
"What do you have in mind?"
Maxie leaned in and kissed him on the lips briefly before pulling away. "That."
"Well, I didn't complain, did I?" Damian saw that Maxie was crying again. "Maxie..."
"Sorry," She said, wiping away some of her tears. "I just... never thought I'd be able to do that with you again."
"I'm sorry that I put you through this," Damian said. "I haven't been fair to you. I put you through everything that you went through when I was in jail... then I can't be honest with you... and now this."
"Why are you apologizing? You had nothing to do with anything that happened. Besides... about the argument we had yesterday... it was my fault. I know that you can't talk about everything that happens in your life... I can't talk about everything in my life either even though you've asked me to. But you respect the fact that I have a boundary and I couldn't do the same for you. I wasn't being fair."
"You wanted honesty... and I couldn't give it to you."
"You were as honest as you could be," Maxie didn't want them to have another fight, especially now. She just wanted him to know that she loved him. "Can we talk about something else?"
Damian sat up, "Yeah, I don't think we should be doing this right now."
"You sure you don't need anything?"
"I need you to promise me something," Damian said.
"What?"
"That you won't change my bedpan..."
"Stop," Maxie giggled. "Stop trying to make me laugh."
"I can't help it," Damian began, "I love it when you laugh."
Maxie blushed, shifting focuses again, since bedpans weren't exactly the most romantic topic that a couple could have. "My father sends his best."
"He does?" Damian was, in a word, stunned. Mac didn't mind Damian being around his daughter anymore, but concern wasn't something that Damian would ever expect from Mac.
"He likes you."
"No he doesn't."
"Yeah he does," Maxie reiterated. "He saw how much you helped me when I needed it, more than once. He appreciates you and all that you mean to me."
"Oh," Damian was reduced to a state of near speechlessness. "Well, tell him I said thanks."
"You know, I'm not going to leave your side. I'm going to keep on working as much as I can while you're in here."
"Maxie... I don't want you putting yourself at risk because of me."
"How am I risking anything?"
"I mean you can't keep on overloading yourself with work because of something happening to me. You spent the entire time I was in jail working as much as you could because it helped you lose focus, and I'm sure that came at the cost of your grades."
"What about your grades?" Maxie pointed out.
"I'll just have to spend a whole lot of extra time studying," Damian groaned. "Bad enough one class usually takes a week of my time, now I've missed an entire week of class and there is no telling how much more I'll miss because of this. Maybe I should just give up..."
"You can't do that," Maxie grabbed his hand. "You can't give up! You never give up on anything!"
"You think I can do this?" Damian asked. "You think I can recover from everything that's happened to me?"
"I know you can," Maxie smiled. "You're the strongest person I've ever met, you're the one that I know can do anything if you want to do it. I know you want to keep on succeeding in life and you want to keep on studying for your career in medicine. I won't let your doubt take that dream away."
"I love you," Damian whispered, "you know that, right?"
"It was the only thing I was sure of last night," Maxie sat on the bed. "The only thing that helped me get through everything..."