Everything to Lose
Doctor Santos instructed Sonny to have a seat, he sat down beside him, "Mr. Corinthos, your wife suffered a serve trauma to the chest, the bullet hit a major muscle and became lodged inside. Halfway through surgery, while we were trying to remove the bullet, she flat-lined."
Sonny's heart stopped. This is what it. Nothing else mattered now, he had lost the one woman that he had ever loved. His life was over.
"Mr. Corinthos?"
"I'm listening." Sonny choked out.
"As I was saying your wife flat-lined in the operating room, but we were able to revive her, we removed the bullet in one piece and there's no sign of fragments remaining inside................."
Doctor Santos kept talking but Sonny didn't hear anything he was saying. Skye was alive, she pulled through like he knew she would. "When can I see her?"
"She's in the recovery room right now, she'll be moved to a private room in about thirty minutes, if and only if everything looks okay." Doctor Santos rose to his feet, he placed a comforting hand on Sonny's shoulder, "She beat the odds." He turned and walked away.
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The sunlight was warm and cascaded down on her ivory skin, this was what she needed a little fresh air, a little sunlight, a little color on her skin. She got up from her beach towel and walked to the edge of the water eying her reflection in the water, it was so clear and blue.
Carly looked out farther in the water and seen Jason, surfing, well, attempting to surf. A huge wave was on the rise, she watched as Jason got ready, he laid down on his board, but as the tide rolled in it swept him off his feet. Carly laughed hysterically as her husband washed up on the shore, not far from where she was standing.
Jason just shook his head, he got up and went running over to her. Before she could say anything he threw her over his shoulder.
"Jason, put me down, what are you doing?" Carly yelled playfully
"I'm thought you needed to cool off." He carried her out into the water until it was waist high. Jason carefully lowered her to her feet.
Carly threw her arms around his neck and pulled him closer to her, their lips met and the kissed softly. "Do you think I've cooled off enough?"
Jason didn't answer, he swept her up into his arms and walked out in to the water a bit farther before dropping her. Carly popped up out of the water, "Think that's funny?"
"Yeah, I do, you know why?" Jason teased.
"Why?"
"Because you can't get me back." Jason started swimming backwards, then turned and began swimming back to shore.
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In Port Charles, Alan Quartermaine paced back and fourth in the foyer, he had never been so frightened in all his life and the fact that his daughter was in another country only made things worse. Only if he could see her.
The front door opened, Monica came inside, still dressed in her scrubs. She seen Alan and immediately noticed the worried look across his face, "Alan, what's wrong?" She asked as she approached him.
"The boys and Isabella are coming here."
Monica smiled, "That's something to be happy about." Monica replied not understanding.
"No, Skye's been shot."
"Shot?" Monica gasped, "She's alright though, isn't she?"
"Sonny said he didn't know anything yet."
"Where did the bullet hit?"
"In the chest."
"Sonny's gonna called back as soon as he knows more."
Monica wrapped her arms around Alan, "Everything's going to be okay. If Skye's one thing, it's strong."
Emily came walking down the stairs, she seen Monica and Alan embraced and fresh tears in his eyes, "Mom? Dad? Is something wrong?"
Monica held out one arm to Emily, pulling her close to both her and Alan, "Skye's been shot." She explained.
Edward entered from the library, "What's all this hugging about?"
"It's Skye." Alan told his father.
"Skye? Did that no good for nothing husband of her's do something to her? I swear if something happened to her and he's responsible I'll kill the Al Capone wanna be myself."
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Sonny sat quietly in the corner in his wife's hospital room, he stared out the window, watching as the sun began to disappear over the horizon. He was thinking about how today was a close call, how he came a heart beat away from losing everything.
The Mafia was becoming too much, he was always willing to put his life on the line, but now it was much more than that. It was his wife who was shot today instead of him, the bullet was meant for him to take, not his innocent wife.
There was one thing he couldn't understand. The were aiming for Skye. She had been shot long before they had hit the ground at the restaurant. Something didn't add up, no mafioso member would take out a woman instead of a man if given a clear shot of both.
Maybe it wasn't a mafioso member.
Skye tried to raise her eye lids, but they were just too heavy. Her mouth was dry, her lips slowly parted and a faint whisper escaped, "Daddy." She called.
Sonny looked over at the bed, he seen Skye's eye lids flutter, he got up and went over to her, sitting down on the side of her bed, "Skye?"
Her eye movement stopped, her lips parted again, "Daddy." She whispered.
He placed his hand over Skye's.
Skye's eyes opened, she adjusted them on him, "Sonny."
"Yeah, honey, I'm right here."
"What happened?"
"You were shot in the village. You're at the hospital, but everything's going to be okay now. I'm going to take care of everything." He promised her as tears trickled down his face.
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Hours later the door of the Quartermaine Mansion opened, "Granddaddy, Granddaddy." Antonio's voice rang out through the foyer as he jumped into Alan's awaiting arms.
Zach came running in behind him with Max following, the held his little sister tight against his chest. Monica walked into the foyer, she bent down and opened her arms, Zach came running into them. She kissed him on the top of the head.
Max stood on the doorstep, both Monica and Alan turned their attention towards him, there were a few seconds of silence, "Well, come on Max, give your Grandma a hug." She held her arms open to him, he slowly walked over to where she was. When she wrapped her arms around him, all of his thoughts disappeared.
Monica lifted Isabella out of his arms, "Look at you, you've gotten so big." Monica handed the baby to Alan.
"Hello, Princess, you're my only granddaughter, did you know that?"
"Why don't we all go into the kitchen and get something to eat, you boys must be hungry." Monica suggested.
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The next morning Skye awoke to find herself extremely high on pain killers, she looked down at her arm and noticed the IV's and then followed the tubes up to the bag hanging on the IV pole. No wonder, she thought. Morphine.
"Sonny?" She called out, "Sonny?"
She didn't get an answer, she panicked, maybe he had left. All her fears fell flat when he walked around the corner, carrying a cup of coffee. He sat his cup down on the over bed table and took a seat beside her, "Good morning beautiful." He leaned down and kissed her forehead.
"Are you feeling alright?"
Skye flashed a small smile, "I'm really not feeling anything at the moment."
"It's just something to ease the pain." Sonny assured her.
"Where are the children?"
"They're in Port Charles with your parents. They don't know what happened."
Skye nodded, "That's probably for the best. Have you taken care of things?"
Sonny shook his head, "Not yet, I was too focused on you."
"Sonny, I want you to forget about this whole thing."
"Skye, I can't you were almost killed."
"No, you will not wage a war. Just let it go."
"Why should I?" Sonny questioned.
"For the sake of our children." Skye whispered.
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Sonny behind his desk, across from him sat Benny. "I want to know who shot my wife."
"Sonny, things aren't that simple, people aren't just going to come out and admit they shot Skye."
"We'll make them talk then." Sonny yelled.
"We should wait a while, this is still too fresh. There are too many enemies. If you wait, someone will slip up, they always do."
Sonny was enraged, "It's different this time Benny. They weren't coming after me, they were coming after my wife. So it's either the sick bastards want to play a game or there's something Skye's not telling me."
TBC......
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Doctor Santos instructed Sonny to have a seat, he sat down beside him, "Mr. Corinthos, your wife suffered a serve trauma to the chest, the bullet hit a major muscle and became lodged inside. Halfway through surgery, while we were trying to remove the bullet, she flat-lined."
Sonny's heart stopped. This is what it. Nothing else mattered now, he had lost the one woman that he had ever loved. His life was over.
"Mr. Corinthos?"
"I'm listening." Sonny choked out.
"As I was saying your wife flat-lined in the operating room, but we were able to revive her, we removed the bullet in one piece and there's no sign of fragments remaining inside................."
Doctor Santos kept talking but Sonny didn't hear anything he was saying. Skye was alive, she pulled through like he knew she would. "When can I see her?"
"She's in the recovery room right now, she'll be moved to a private room in about thirty minutes, if and only if everything looks okay." Doctor Santos rose to his feet, he placed a comforting hand on Sonny's shoulder, "She beat the odds." He turned and walked away.
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The sunlight was warm and cascaded down on her ivory skin, this was what she needed a little fresh air, a little sunlight, a little color on her skin. She got up from her beach towel and walked to the edge of the water eying her reflection in the water, it was so clear and blue.
Carly looked out farther in the water and seen Jason, surfing, well, attempting to surf. A huge wave was on the rise, she watched as Jason got ready, he laid down on his board, but as the tide rolled in it swept him off his feet. Carly laughed hysterically as her husband washed up on the shore, not far from where she was standing.
Jason just shook his head, he got up and went running over to her. Before she could say anything he threw her over his shoulder.
"Jason, put me down, what are you doing?" Carly yelled playfully
"I'm thought you needed to cool off." He carried her out into the water until it was waist high. Jason carefully lowered her to her feet.
Carly threw her arms around his neck and pulled him closer to her, their lips met and the kissed softly. "Do you think I've cooled off enough?"
Jason didn't answer, he swept her up into his arms and walked out in to the water a bit farther before dropping her. Carly popped up out of the water, "Think that's funny?"
"Yeah, I do, you know why?" Jason teased.
"Why?"
"Because you can't get me back." Jason started swimming backwards, then turned and began swimming back to shore.
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In Port Charles, Alan Quartermaine paced back and fourth in the foyer, he had never been so frightened in all his life and the fact that his daughter was in another country only made things worse. Only if he could see her.
The front door opened, Monica came inside, still dressed in her scrubs. She seen Alan and immediately noticed the worried look across his face, "Alan, what's wrong?" She asked as she approached him.
"The boys and Isabella are coming here."
Monica smiled, "That's something to be happy about." Monica replied not understanding.
"No, Skye's been shot."
"Shot?" Monica gasped, "She's alright though, isn't she?"
"Sonny said he didn't know anything yet."
"Where did the bullet hit?"
"In the chest."
"Sonny's gonna called back as soon as he knows more."
Monica wrapped her arms around Alan, "Everything's going to be okay. If Skye's one thing, it's strong."
Emily came walking down the stairs, she seen Monica and Alan embraced and fresh tears in his eyes, "Mom? Dad? Is something wrong?"
Monica held out one arm to Emily, pulling her close to both her and Alan, "Skye's been shot." She explained.
Edward entered from the library, "What's all this hugging about?"
"It's Skye." Alan told his father.
"Skye? Did that no good for nothing husband of her's do something to her? I swear if something happened to her and he's responsible I'll kill the Al Capone wanna be myself."
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Sonny sat quietly in the corner in his wife's hospital room, he stared out the window, watching as the sun began to disappear over the horizon. He was thinking about how today was a close call, how he came a heart beat away from losing everything.
The Mafia was becoming too much, he was always willing to put his life on the line, but now it was much more than that. It was his wife who was shot today instead of him, the bullet was meant for him to take, not his innocent wife.
There was one thing he couldn't understand. The were aiming for Skye. She had been shot long before they had hit the ground at the restaurant. Something didn't add up, no mafioso member would take out a woman instead of a man if given a clear shot of both.
Maybe it wasn't a mafioso member.
Skye tried to raise her eye lids, but they were just too heavy. Her mouth was dry, her lips slowly parted and a faint whisper escaped, "Daddy." She called.
Sonny looked over at the bed, he seen Skye's eye lids flutter, he got up and went over to her, sitting down on the side of her bed, "Skye?"
Her eye movement stopped, her lips parted again, "Daddy." She whispered.
He placed his hand over Skye's.
Skye's eyes opened, she adjusted them on him, "Sonny."
"Yeah, honey, I'm right here."
"What happened?"
"You were shot in the village. You're at the hospital, but everything's going to be okay now. I'm going to take care of everything." He promised her as tears trickled down his face.
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Hours later the door of the Quartermaine Mansion opened, "Granddaddy, Granddaddy." Antonio's voice rang out through the foyer as he jumped into Alan's awaiting arms.
Zach came running in behind him with Max following, the held his little sister tight against his chest. Monica walked into the foyer, she bent down and opened her arms, Zach came running into them. She kissed him on the top of the head.
Max stood on the doorstep, both Monica and Alan turned their attention towards him, there were a few seconds of silence, "Well, come on Max, give your Grandma a hug." She held her arms open to him, he slowly walked over to where she was. When she wrapped her arms around him, all of his thoughts disappeared.
Monica lifted Isabella out of his arms, "Look at you, you've gotten so big." Monica handed the baby to Alan.
"Hello, Princess, you're my only granddaughter, did you know that?"
"Why don't we all go into the kitchen and get something to eat, you boys must be hungry." Monica suggested.
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The next morning Skye awoke to find herself extremely high on pain killers, she looked down at her arm and noticed the IV's and then followed the tubes up to the bag hanging on the IV pole. No wonder, she thought. Morphine.
"Sonny?" She called out, "Sonny?"
She didn't get an answer, she panicked, maybe he had left. All her fears fell flat when he walked around the corner, carrying a cup of coffee. He sat his cup down on the over bed table and took a seat beside her, "Good morning beautiful." He leaned down and kissed her forehead.
"Are you feeling alright?"
Skye flashed a small smile, "I'm really not feeling anything at the moment."
"It's just something to ease the pain." Sonny assured her.
"Where are the children?"
"They're in Port Charles with your parents. They don't know what happened."
Skye nodded, "That's probably for the best. Have you taken care of things?"
Sonny shook his head, "Not yet, I was too focused on you."
"Sonny, I want you to forget about this whole thing."
"Skye, I can't you were almost killed."
"No, you will not wage a war. Just let it go."
"Why should I?" Sonny questioned.
"For the sake of our children." Skye whispered.
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Sonny behind his desk, across from him sat Benny. "I want to know who shot my wife."
"Sonny, things aren't that simple, people aren't just going to come out and admit they shot Skye."
"We'll make them talk then." Sonny yelled.
"We should wait a while, this is still too fresh. There are too many enemies. If you wait, someone will slip up, they always do."
Sonny was enraged, "It's different this time Benny. They weren't coming after me, they were coming after my wife. So it's either the sick bastards want to play a game or there's something Skye's not telling me."
TBC......
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