Kayla- You are correct, it is not good and Lorenzo is indeed a very bad man
for doing this, but he is desperate and lashing out. It is all Carly's
fault. Bad Carly, bad!
Story-
General Hospital-
Georgie happened to be right on the money when it came to wondering about her sister's whereabouts. Maxie did indeed find herself drawn towards the hospital like a moth to a flame, but she didn't mind the fact that she was going back. She had spent so much time volunteering at the hospital even before Damian came into her life that she felt like the hospital was her second home.
Maxie came to the 4th floor and saw various people. It wasn't unexpected, there were always people waiting around to see loved ones who were sick or waiting for a new arrival to their families. But she saw someone that she wasn't expecting to see there. "Lucky!"
Lucky Spencer turned around and saw Maxie. He knew what was going on. The entire reason that Lucky was even at the hospital was because he needed to do the search for Damian along with the rest of the force. He could tell that by Maxie's attitude she had no idea what was going on, no idea of the horrors that could have been committed to her boyfriend. Her father was actually in Damian's room at that moment.
Maxie couldn't understand why Lucky was being so silent. She walked up, "I didn't expect to see you here."
"I didn't expect to see you here, either," Lucky said, but his reason was a little more understandable than Maxie's.
"Did you come to see Damian?" Maxie asked. "I'm sure that he'd be happy to see you."
"I came here because of Damian, yes," Lucky wasn't sure if he should have been the one to tell Maxie about what was going on. Someone had to tell her, and it would have been nicer if it came from a friend.
"But you didn't come to visit him?" Maxie was trying to decipher what Lucky was saying, he was becoming increasingly hard to read.
"Maxie... he's gone."
Maxie looked at Lucky, "You're lying! He's not dead! He can't be dead!"
"Maxie, he's not dead... I don't think," Lucky held her firmly. "Right now we don't know where Damian and Courtney are. They appear to have been taken hostage by someone overnight."
Maxie looked away, "He's not dead, though. Right?"
"I don't think he's dead," Lucky repeated. "But at the same time we've got no evidence that states he is alive. Sonny Corinthos has a lot of enemies, I don't know what they would want to do. They could keep him alive, or they could just kill him and make it seem like he is alive."
"No, Lucky... don't say that." Maxie's body tensed up. "Please, don't say that." She wouldn't cry. Damian wouldn't want her to cry. "I know he's safe."
"How can you be sure?"
"Because if he were dead, I would feel it, right?" Maxie asked. "If you love someone as much as I love him... you know when that person is gone, don't you?"
"Maxie, I think you're being a little too optimistic in that case."
"I know I'm right, Lucky!" Maxie protested. "He's not dead, and I won't let anybody tell me that he is! I won't cry, because I know that he's alive and that he'll come back to me."
"Are you sure you're going to be okay?"
"What else do you know?" Maxie countered with a question of her own. "Please, Lucky. Don't treat me like I don't have a right to know, you know that I have as much right as anyone to know what's going on. Maybe not within the confines of the law, but still."
Telling Maxie anything wouldn't put Lucky's job in danger, because the investigation hadn't even pulled up any clues as to anyone's whereabouts, and Maxie was right, she had every reason to be in the know in this instance. "We don't know anything, Maxie. I'm telling you the truth."
"How long has he been missing?"
"Only a few hours, given the time frame," Lucky replied. "We've questioned the one person that we think might have been involved in the situation, but he isn't talking at all."
"Who?"
"A doctor who we think has ties to Lorenzo Alcazar."
"Alcazar..." Maxie thought about the man that had done so much to hurt people in Port Charles. "Do you think he was involved?"
"When it comes to crimes of this nature we have a list of people who are almost always automatically suspects. Since it's something that is happening to Sonny, we can't put him on the list."
"Sonny would never hurt Damian," Maxie replied. "I know that, you know that."
"Which is why we aren't questioning him."
"Have you talked to Alcazar?'
"No, we haven't been able to get in contact with him?"
"What about Ric?" Maxie asked.
"What about me?" Ric came up through the elevator. "I got your phone call, Lucky. I hope this was urgent."
"I think it is," Lucky said, trying to not show his contempt for the man that held some power of him.
"Do we have a homicide or something?" Ric wondered, one of the only reasons that they would be at the hospital was if something of that nature had occurred.
"Ric, Damian and Courtney are gone." Lucky didn't try to sound compassionate, like he tried to sound with Maxie. He didn't care how Ric took the news. Ric could roll up into a ball and begin to cry, Lucky wouldn't give a damn one way or the other.
"Doesn't this hospital have security that is supposed to protect their patients from being taken out against their will?" Ric asked, knowing that the answer was yes. It was a rhetorical question anyway. "How long?"
"We don't know for sure, anywhere from the time that Carly left the hospital last night until she returned earlier today."
"And no one else checked on my nephew during that time?" Ric asked. "He is going through severe trauma and nobody bothered to check up on him in an almost twelve hour period?"
"The only people who we know that were on duty in that general area are not picking up their phones, Ric," Lucky said. "We're trying to get in contact with them, but we're failing at every turn."
"I intend to make it so that the PCPD does not fail all the time, I want that record of incompetence broken!"
"We are doing everything that we can!"
"Everything that you can do is not good enough for my tastes, Officer Spencer!" Ric countered. "I want better from you, you're supposed to protect people like my nephew."
"Maybe those other people that were supposed to check on him are working for Alcazar, too," Maxie said, thinking about the possibilities. Since she had been working at the hospital she noticed that there were some of the doctors and nurses and other staff members who just weren't as talkative as the others, like they had something to hide. An association with a known crime lord would be something that they would have to hide.
"That's certainly a possibility," Lucky nodded.
"You're not going to take advice from a teenager, are you?"
"If it's a good idea and it might lead us to some people who are missing, yes, I will," Lucky barked at Ric. "Besides, Maxie knows those people who were working. She's worked here for years as well."
"I'm worried about him, too," Maxie told Ric, "but if I can help the police find Damian and Courtney, I'm going to try. I would think that you would try to help them, too. After all, you care about him, don't you?"
"Don't try and question my relationship with your boyfriend, Miss. Jones," Ric replied. "Anything that I feel for Damian should remain between the two of us."
"There were obvious signs of a struggle," Lucky said. "The IV was knocked over, the bed was a wreck, the chair was knocked over. Unless someone is planting those things there for us to make us grasp at straws, it hints that whoever took them ended up being someone or more than a person who they didn't want to go with."
"Damian wouldn't go with just anyone," Maxie said. "He'd only go willingly with people that he trusted, and even then he would know that he wasn't supposed to leave the hospital until he was checked out because of possible complications." Maxie was afraid of what she was thinking, she was starting to think like her mother, the private investigator, looking for clues and reasons for things that had happened. She didn't want to be like Felicia, but if it helped, she would bear it for the time. "And even Courtney would have done something..."
"As far as we can tell they were taken by force," Lucky was awed by Maxie's intuition. How much had the girl that had a childish crush on him when she was a young girl grown up? How much of that was because of her connection to Damian?
"I'm going to go check for myself," Ric said as he walked down the hall.
"Be my guest," Lucky muttered as he watched Ric leave. "Why do I put up with him?"
"Because it's your job," Maxie gave Lucky a soft smile.
"I'm proud of you, you know that," Lucky told her. "You're showing that you have so much inner strength that you've never shown before."
"I'm tired of always crying when something bad happens to Damian, Lucky," Maxie admitted. "I've spent so much time crying, wondering if he's going to be okay, and he always has been okay. I don't think something like this is going to get him to give up... he won't leave me."
"I don't think I'm needed here," Mac walked up. "Ric said that you were in the hallway... I just wanted to make sure that you were okay."
"I'm fine, dad," Maxie hugged her father. "Just tell me that you're doing everything that you can to help find him..."
"We're doing everything that we can to make sure that he gets home safely, Maxie," Mac replied. "Aren't we, Lucky?"
"As much as we can do, which isn't much right now."
Mac nodded, "I have a feeling that Sonny himself is going to have a better chance of finding out what we need to know than we are."
"I agree," Lucky knew that Sonny wouldn't rest until he got the answers that he needed. He would turn the city upside down to find his son. Maybe they should have been watching Sonny more closely until something was found. "All we have to do is wait and hope."
Story-
General Hospital-
Georgie happened to be right on the money when it came to wondering about her sister's whereabouts. Maxie did indeed find herself drawn towards the hospital like a moth to a flame, but she didn't mind the fact that she was going back. She had spent so much time volunteering at the hospital even before Damian came into her life that she felt like the hospital was her second home.
Maxie came to the 4th floor and saw various people. It wasn't unexpected, there were always people waiting around to see loved ones who were sick or waiting for a new arrival to their families. But she saw someone that she wasn't expecting to see there. "Lucky!"
Lucky Spencer turned around and saw Maxie. He knew what was going on. The entire reason that Lucky was even at the hospital was because he needed to do the search for Damian along with the rest of the force. He could tell that by Maxie's attitude she had no idea what was going on, no idea of the horrors that could have been committed to her boyfriend. Her father was actually in Damian's room at that moment.
Maxie couldn't understand why Lucky was being so silent. She walked up, "I didn't expect to see you here."
"I didn't expect to see you here, either," Lucky said, but his reason was a little more understandable than Maxie's.
"Did you come to see Damian?" Maxie asked. "I'm sure that he'd be happy to see you."
"I came here because of Damian, yes," Lucky wasn't sure if he should have been the one to tell Maxie about what was going on. Someone had to tell her, and it would have been nicer if it came from a friend.
"But you didn't come to visit him?" Maxie was trying to decipher what Lucky was saying, he was becoming increasingly hard to read.
"Maxie... he's gone."
Maxie looked at Lucky, "You're lying! He's not dead! He can't be dead!"
"Maxie, he's not dead... I don't think," Lucky held her firmly. "Right now we don't know where Damian and Courtney are. They appear to have been taken hostage by someone overnight."
Maxie looked away, "He's not dead, though. Right?"
"I don't think he's dead," Lucky repeated. "But at the same time we've got no evidence that states he is alive. Sonny Corinthos has a lot of enemies, I don't know what they would want to do. They could keep him alive, or they could just kill him and make it seem like he is alive."
"No, Lucky... don't say that." Maxie's body tensed up. "Please, don't say that." She wouldn't cry. Damian wouldn't want her to cry. "I know he's safe."
"How can you be sure?"
"Because if he were dead, I would feel it, right?" Maxie asked. "If you love someone as much as I love him... you know when that person is gone, don't you?"
"Maxie, I think you're being a little too optimistic in that case."
"I know I'm right, Lucky!" Maxie protested. "He's not dead, and I won't let anybody tell me that he is! I won't cry, because I know that he's alive and that he'll come back to me."
"Are you sure you're going to be okay?"
"What else do you know?" Maxie countered with a question of her own. "Please, Lucky. Don't treat me like I don't have a right to know, you know that I have as much right as anyone to know what's going on. Maybe not within the confines of the law, but still."
Telling Maxie anything wouldn't put Lucky's job in danger, because the investigation hadn't even pulled up any clues as to anyone's whereabouts, and Maxie was right, she had every reason to be in the know in this instance. "We don't know anything, Maxie. I'm telling you the truth."
"How long has he been missing?"
"Only a few hours, given the time frame," Lucky replied. "We've questioned the one person that we think might have been involved in the situation, but he isn't talking at all."
"Who?"
"A doctor who we think has ties to Lorenzo Alcazar."
"Alcazar..." Maxie thought about the man that had done so much to hurt people in Port Charles. "Do you think he was involved?"
"When it comes to crimes of this nature we have a list of people who are almost always automatically suspects. Since it's something that is happening to Sonny, we can't put him on the list."
"Sonny would never hurt Damian," Maxie replied. "I know that, you know that."
"Which is why we aren't questioning him."
"Have you talked to Alcazar?'
"No, we haven't been able to get in contact with him?"
"What about Ric?" Maxie asked.
"What about me?" Ric came up through the elevator. "I got your phone call, Lucky. I hope this was urgent."
"I think it is," Lucky said, trying to not show his contempt for the man that held some power of him.
"Do we have a homicide or something?" Ric wondered, one of the only reasons that they would be at the hospital was if something of that nature had occurred.
"Ric, Damian and Courtney are gone." Lucky didn't try to sound compassionate, like he tried to sound with Maxie. He didn't care how Ric took the news. Ric could roll up into a ball and begin to cry, Lucky wouldn't give a damn one way or the other.
"Doesn't this hospital have security that is supposed to protect their patients from being taken out against their will?" Ric asked, knowing that the answer was yes. It was a rhetorical question anyway. "How long?"
"We don't know for sure, anywhere from the time that Carly left the hospital last night until she returned earlier today."
"And no one else checked on my nephew during that time?" Ric asked. "He is going through severe trauma and nobody bothered to check up on him in an almost twelve hour period?"
"The only people who we know that were on duty in that general area are not picking up their phones, Ric," Lucky said. "We're trying to get in contact with them, but we're failing at every turn."
"I intend to make it so that the PCPD does not fail all the time, I want that record of incompetence broken!"
"We are doing everything that we can!"
"Everything that you can do is not good enough for my tastes, Officer Spencer!" Ric countered. "I want better from you, you're supposed to protect people like my nephew."
"Maybe those other people that were supposed to check on him are working for Alcazar, too," Maxie said, thinking about the possibilities. Since she had been working at the hospital she noticed that there were some of the doctors and nurses and other staff members who just weren't as talkative as the others, like they had something to hide. An association with a known crime lord would be something that they would have to hide.
"That's certainly a possibility," Lucky nodded.
"You're not going to take advice from a teenager, are you?"
"If it's a good idea and it might lead us to some people who are missing, yes, I will," Lucky barked at Ric. "Besides, Maxie knows those people who were working. She's worked here for years as well."
"I'm worried about him, too," Maxie told Ric, "but if I can help the police find Damian and Courtney, I'm going to try. I would think that you would try to help them, too. After all, you care about him, don't you?"
"Don't try and question my relationship with your boyfriend, Miss. Jones," Ric replied. "Anything that I feel for Damian should remain between the two of us."
"There were obvious signs of a struggle," Lucky said. "The IV was knocked over, the bed was a wreck, the chair was knocked over. Unless someone is planting those things there for us to make us grasp at straws, it hints that whoever took them ended up being someone or more than a person who they didn't want to go with."
"Damian wouldn't go with just anyone," Maxie said. "He'd only go willingly with people that he trusted, and even then he would know that he wasn't supposed to leave the hospital until he was checked out because of possible complications." Maxie was afraid of what she was thinking, she was starting to think like her mother, the private investigator, looking for clues and reasons for things that had happened. She didn't want to be like Felicia, but if it helped, she would bear it for the time. "And even Courtney would have done something..."
"As far as we can tell they were taken by force," Lucky was awed by Maxie's intuition. How much had the girl that had a childish crush on him when she was a young girl grown up? How much of that was because of her connection to Damian?
"I'm going to go check for myself," Ric said as he walked down the hall.
"Be my guest," Lucky muttered as he watched Ric leave. "Why do I put up with him?"
"Because it's your job," Maxie gave Lucky a soft smile.
"I'm proud of you, you know that," Lucky told her. "You're showing that you have so much inner strength that you've never shown before."
"I'm tired of always crying when something bad happens to Damian, Lucky," Maxie admitted. "I've spent so much time crying, wondering if he's going to be okay, and he always has been okay. I don't think something like this is going to get him to give up... he won't leave me."
"I don't think I'm needed here," Mac walked up. "Ric said that you were in the hallway... I just wanted to make sure that you were okay."
"I'm fine, dad," Maxie hugged her father. "Just tell me that you're doing everything that you can to help find him..."
"We're doing everything that we can to make sure that he gets home safely, Maxie," Mac replied. "Aren't we, Lucky?"
"As much as we can do, which isn't much right now."
Mac nodded, "I have a feeling that Sonny himself is going to have a better chance of finding out what we need to know than we are."
"I agree," Lucky knew that Sonny wouldn't rest until he got the answers that he needed. He would turn the city upside down to find his son. Maybe they should have been watching Sonny more closely until something was found. "All we have to do is wait and hope."