Beyond Recollection ~ A Sonny & Skye FanFiction
Chapter Eight ~ What's To Come
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The bathroom door shut quietly behind her as she slowly made her way into the living room, pausing in front of the sleeping man. His form was sprawled across the larger of the two couches in the darkened room. The blanket she had covered him with only minutes ago was now tangled around his feet and middle.
Her bare feet made no sound as she padded softly to his side, kneeling next to him. A small smile played at her lips as she took in his bare chest and ruffled black hair. The shirt he had worn earlier in the evening was now draped across her shoulders, her own clothes covered the floor in a path from the front door, evidence of their lovemaking.
Softly, to not wake him, she brushed her fingers through his curls and placed a kiss to his forehead. Restless, she made her way to the door, cleaning up the forgotten clothes. The clock sitting above the mantle struck five.
'I should take it,' she thought to herself walking towards the windows beside the dinning table. She stood in silence, the only sound coming from his heavy breaths and slight snores. Turning her attention to the view behind the glass she watched the traces of night disappear. Stars and shadows melting away with the soft hues coloring the early morning sky, beginning the new day. A day that could change the rest of her life and theirs. All depending on the small object sitting on the bathroom counter, yet to be used.
"Skye," he spoke still trapped in sleep. She turned away from the window at the sound of his voice. Speaking while he slept was a reoccurring development since they had returned from the hospital over two weeks ago. Though his memories have yet to return, Sonny's dreams have been filled with his unknown past.
Almost each night she has been awaken by his moans or tossing body. She knew things came to him in his dreams. The phrases and thoughts spoken by him as he lay beside her cause her own memory to flood with images. Feeling slightly guilty, she admits to herself that she looks foreword to his dreams. The words he is able to speak so freely there have yet to be spoken out loud. One word in particular, beginning with L and ending with E.
Skye has no doubt that they have progressed greatly. Since that last day in the hospital he had been able to express the passion and desire that had been present before the accident. During the past weeks that aspect of their relationship has left no question that he is attracted to her.
But that was all - an attraction. Not love but lust. He cared for her, she knew that but she still dreaded that it would never return to the way it had been. The memories that returned in his sleep, the ones that gave her hope, where always lost when he awoke.
His failure to remember was taking a toll on what relationship they had begun creating that morning in the hospital. She could feel his frustrations and believed it was somehow pushing them apart.
Holding her breath, willing the tears not the fall she looked to the empty streets of Port Charles, imaging better days.
'Stop doing this to your self Skye,' she scolded her tormenting thoughts. Looking to the clock she let out a sigh of distress, realizing not even two minutes had passed.
"I can't do this," she whispered to herself. "I'm not ready for the answer."
So with quick steps she entered the bathroom grabbing the small object with one fast swipe of the hand. She couldn't use it, instead throwing it back into its box and hiding it behind a box of tissues under the sink.
"I'll take it later," she promised herself. "When I'm ready."
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"Skye!" Sonny called from the bottom of the stairs. "Are you almost ready? We're going to be late."
"One more minute!" She called from the bedroom, eliciting a moan from him as he pulled at the uncomfortable costume he wore.
Tonight being the night before Halloween, he had been roped into attending the Quartermaine's party at the Grille. When he had been informed of the evening that he was to attend he had quickly declined. Asking why she would even want to attend. Her reply had surprised him as she explained that with the exception of Edward, the rest of the family has been good to her over the past year and half. Not only supporting her but them as well. Even Jason had begun to show up at the mansion every now and then.
So now he stood, dressed as the phantom of the opera mask and all, waiting for Skye. A grin appeared on his face as several images of her costume ran through his thoughts. He had no idea what costume she was attending in but the possibilities his mind was creating were not helping his already constricted pants. He was just happy he no longer wore the cast that had been present two days ago.
"Are you two almost ready?" Courtney asked poking her head in for the second time in ten minutes.
"Almost!" Skye's voice echoed down from the stairs causing brother and sister to laugh softly.
"Why don't you two go ahead without us," he spoke to his sister.
"Are you sure? We could wait." She suggested as she played with the wings she wore on her back. Along with the white gown and halo she also wore, she created the perfect image of an angel.
"Nah, don't wait. I don't know how much longer she is going to be. She's been saying 'one more minute' for the last fifteen.
"Ok," she laughed, with a small wave and a rustle of feathers she left.
"It has not been fifteen minutes," Skye teased from the top of the stairs a moment later. Sonny turned waiting for her to come into his view.
"You're right. It's probably been longer," he grinned under the white mask he wore.
"What can I say. I have to work hard to look this good," she smiled as she stepped onto the landing. Spinning around she gave him a full view of her costume. Dressed as Cleopatra, the strapless gold gown she wore was form fitting and ravishing, falling to her sandal-clad feet. Arms and neck decorated with lavish gold bands and jewels, she smiled brightly at him.
"So? What do you think? I had to lose the crown. That thing weighed a tun," she spoke as she made her way down the stars, her heavily made up eyes looking at him with a smile. "You look very handsome. You should ware a mask more often," she teased with a giggle as she came to stand before him.
"G-d Skye," he spoke at last. "You look amazing."
"Thank you," she said with a slight blush looking at his glazed eyes. Leaning foreword he caught her lips in a gentle kiss before taking her hand.
"Now I believe we have a party to attend."
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Unnoticed, Skye slipped out onto the Grille patio. The night was going better than she had hoped for. Giving their current situation even Edward was behaving himself. She actually thought Sonny was having a good time. Though he never stranded too far from herself, Courtney or Jason, he shared friendly conversations with Monica, Alan, Emily and Zander.
Looking back into the Grille she watched as he danced with Courtney, the smile he wore matching her own. Assured that he was not uncomfortable she walked away from the door, enjoying the chill the night breeze caused. Sitting down on one of the many benches decorated with pumpkins glowing with the soft candle light from their centers, she gazed up at the night sky. The moon was full and the stars were especially bright. With the music and laughter echoing from inside Skye was too distracted to notice the figure that slowly approached her.
"I can't believe you had the nerve to bring him here tonight," his deep Australian voice draining the smile from her face.
"I can't believe you had the nerve to come here yourself," she replied not looking at him.
"Lila invited me."
"She also invited the family attorney. What's your point?"
"My point is that you are making the biggest mistake of your life Skye," he stated moving in front of her and blocking her escape. "Look at me."
"There, I'm looking," she replied as she turned her eyes to his. "What now? Do you want to yell at me? Fight? Maybe finish the conversation we started almost a year ago?"
"I don't want to fight with you Skye."
"Then leave because that's all we do."
"Skye, I'm trying to help you! I'm trying to protect you!" He protested.
"I don't need protection Jax!"
"Corinthos is bad news. You used to understand that. What happened?" he asked softer, anger still evident in his eyes.
"He helped me. He was there for me when I had no one."
"You should have called me Skye. I could have helped you through it."
"And how was I supposed to contact you. You were the reason I started drinking and you were the reason I was out there that night!"
"That's not true -
"Oh, yes it is. You broke my heart and then you just left town. You ignored my calls, blowing me off so you could go do G-d know what - or should I say who?"
"I was hurting from Brenda."
"And I was dying because of you."
"Skye, I'm sorry I wasn't there for you that night. Once I heard what happened I tried to help you but you pushed me away and let HIM take care of you!"
"I didn't want to be a part of your white night syndrome. You are only there for me when I'm weak, never when I'm strong. Why is that? Are you so threatened by it? Why?" she was nearly shouting.
"I care about you Skye."
"Then where were you when I needed you - before I broke! Before that night!"
"Skye -
"No! Just stop Jax! I love him and you can't change that."
"He can't love. Not a man like Sonny Corinthos."
"But a man like you can? A womanizing, corporate radar, who compairs every woman to the past love of his life?"
"I'm not with Brenda am I? I'm here. With you."
"But I don't want you here Jax. I don't love you and you don't love me. You are only doing this because I'm with Sonny. If he was anyone else you wouldn't have come back and we wouldn't be having this discussion!"
"No, we wouldn't because Corinthos isn't just anyone!"
"Jax, just stop. You can't just tell me who I can love!"
"What about your family? Haven't they had anything to say?"
"Sonny took care of me, Jax. He pulled me out of my shell when no one could - he stopped my nightmares. How do you think my family feels about him?" she questioned standing in front of him now. "And if you have any doubts then look inside. Do you hear shouts? Yelling? Fighting?"
"What about your brother?"
"Jason loves Sonny -
"AJ," Jax cut in. "What about him? Look what this has done to him?"
"This hasn't done anything thing to him."
"Have you even been to visit him once?"
"No," she answered softly turning away but finding herself being forced to look at Jax by his hold on her shoulders.
"Get off me!" She shouted.
"Do you even care what your relationship with Sonny has done to him?"
"It hasn't done anything! You can't blame any one for AJ actions except for him self! He was the one that drank! He was the one that got into a car! He was the one who killed a man!"
"He drank after a fight with YOU about HIM!"
"That is not far! You cannot blame Sonny or me for his actions! I did not put the bottle to his lips or the keys in his hand."
"No but you practically did. You choose Sonny over your brother and look where he is now. In a cell, in jail, facing a hearing."
"Let go of me." She growled.
"He will just hurt you in the end Skye!"
"Like you did?"
"He will never stop loving Brenda and you'll always have to worry about the day that she comes back for him because you and he will be over!"
"Get the hell away from her!" Zander snapped pushing Jax's hands away from their hold on Skye.
"You ok?" he asked Skye softly stepping between her and Jax. Skye nodded softly in reply. "What hell are doing here man? Just leave -
"Zander, this doesn't involve you!"
"She's Emily's sister and my friend, this certainly involves me."
"Zander its ok," Skye began before she started to sway slightly, another dizzy spell quickly approaching.
"Skye? Are you alright?" Zander asked.
"I just need to sit -
"Skye!" Zander called out just before he caught her falling form in his arms.
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Sonny laughed at Jason's expression as Courtney pulled him out to the small, but crowed, dance floor. The night had been nothing like he'd expected. When they arrived, arms linked, they had been welcomed with smiles and embraces. It slightly scared him, knowing of the deep resentment he felt for the Quartermaine's and yet a year in half later he is welcomed into their family. He'd never felt so at ease since his days spent with Carly, Jason, and Courtney. They had been a family, the three of them but now he had so much more.
'And its all because of one woman,' he thought as his eyes travailed across the from, in search of her. Unable to spot her he walked through the crowd towards the patio door draped with orange and black decorations.
"Sonny," Emily's voice appeared at his side.
"Hi Emily," he spoke with a smile turning away from the door to face the young woman. "Taking a break?" he teased her.
"Well my dance partner disserted me," she smiled back.
"Mine too. I was just about to look outside -
"Skye!" Zander's frantic voice reached the pair as they stood just next to the door. Immediately Sonny was pushing through the curtain of streamers and lights, searching for Zander.
"Skye? Zander?" Sonny and Emily called out as they ran past the empty tables usually filled with the Grille's guest, not occupied with pumpkins and glowing candles.
"Sonny! Over here," Zander called from nearby. Rounding the small corner they came insight. Jax stood motionless beside Zander, whose arms where supporting Skye.
"Skye?" Sonny asked with concern as he pulled her into his arms. Unresponsive, the only sign of life coming from her soft breaths and rising chest. Concerned and worried, Sonny gently pulled her completely in his arms and swiftly made his way back to the party.
"Alan! Monica!" he called stepping inside and then being ushered into a seat with Skye still in his arms since he was unwilling to let her go.
"What happened?" Monica asked the first to make it through the small crowd surrounding him.
"She was fighting with Jax," Zander replied glaring at Jax. "He was upsetting her and wouldn't let her leave."
"What the hell did you do?" Jason growled unable to step forward to confront the man due to Courtney's hand on his elbow.
"I didn't do anything. This has nothing to do with me - but everything to do with him." he accused gesturing towards Sonny.
Ignoring the argument that was occurring around him, Sonny focussed solely on Skye and Monica's examination. "What's wrong?" he asked softly, eyes close to tearing.
"She's only fainted," Monica quickly assured. "It's probably due to stress - lack of sleep - anything could have caused it." Reaching into the bag Alan had just retrieved she pulled a small object out from it, breaking in under Skye's nose and pulling her from unconsciousness.
"Wha - what happened?" she questioned distantly, still blinking away the last remnants of blackness.
"You fainted," Alan spoke from her side. "I think we should get you to General Hospital, just to be sure everything is all right." At the word Hospital Skye started fidgeting immediately, not wanting to have any test run on her - yet.
"No. No hospital," she looked up to Sonny. "Please, I'm fine. I'm just tired and I haven't been feeling well lately."
"There is a bug going around," Emily added softly.
"I'm sure it's nothing, but just to be sure -
"Please, I just want to go home," Skye pleaded again looking to Sonny for help.
"Skye -
"I'm taking her home," Sonny finally voiced.
"I really don't think that is a good idea," Monica stated.
"It's only upsetting her more. We'll stop by GH in the morning," Sonny promised. "But tonight we're going home."
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As gently as possible she unattached her body from his arms. She held her breath, watching for any signs of waking from her companion. With a slight snore and mumble he snuggled into the pillow she had put in her place. Quietly she retrieved the silk robe hanging against the chair beside the bed and placed it around her naked form, tying it loosely. Giving one last look to the man asleep on the bed she stood, moving through the darkened room.
Letting out a small sigh of relief she exited the bedroom and slowly tiptoed down the hall to the top of the stairs. Pulse loudly throbbing in her veins she made her way down the stairs, the floor cold to her bare toes as she looked back over her shoulder.
The coast was clear, he had not awakened.
Feet moving again, she travailed through the darkened penthouse, task clear in her mind as she neared her destination. The tiles of the bathroom floor sent a quick wave of chills through her legs and arms, their coldness completely removing any last traces of sleep. With a shaky hand she opened the small cabinets she had kneeled in front of the day before. Reaching her hand behind the tissues and other object that littered the small space, her fingers grasped onto the small box she was searching for. Setting in on the marbled counter she stared at it, its words like neon signs in her conscious.
HOME PREGNANCY TEST
~ TBC ~
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Chapter Eight ~ What's To Come
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The bathroom door shut quietly behind her as she slowly made her way into the living room, pausing in front of the sleeping man. His form was sprawled across the larger of the two couches in the darkened room. The blanket she had covered him with only minutes ago was now tangled around his feet and middle.
Her bare feet made no sound as she padded softly to his side, kneeling next to him. A small smile played at her lips as she took in his bare chest and ruffled black hair. The shirt he had worn earlier in the evening was now draped across her shoulders, her own clothes covered the floor in a path from the front door, evidence of their lovemaking.
Softly, to not wake him, she brushed her fingers through his curls and placed a kiss to his forehead. Restless, she made her way to the door, cleaning up the forgotten clothes. The clock sitting above the mantle struck five.
'I should take it,' she thought to herself walking towards the windows beside the dinning table. She stood in silence, the only sound coming from his heavy breaths and slight snores. Turning her attention to the view behind the glass she watched the traces of night disappear. Stars and shadows melting away with the soft hues coloring the early morning sky, beginning the new day. A day that could change the rest of her life and theirs. All depending on the small object sitting on the bathroom counter, yet to be used.
"Skye," he spoke still trapped in sleep. She turned away from the window at the sound of his voice. Speaking while he slept was a reoccurring development since they had returned from the hospital over two weeks ago. Though his memories have yet to return, Sonny's dreams have been filled with his unknown past.
Almost each night she has been awaken by his moans or tossing body. She knew things came to him in his dreams. The phrases and thoughts spoken by him as he lay beside her cause her own memory to flood with images. Feeling slightly guilty, she admits to herself that she looks foreword to his dreams. The words he is able to speak so freely there have yet to be spoken out loud. One word in particular, beginning with L and ending with E.
Skye has no doubt that they have progressed greatly. Since that last day in the hospital he had been able to express the passion and desire that had been present before the accident. During the past weeks that aspect of their relationship has left no question that he is attracted to her.
But that was all - an attraction. Not love but lust. He cared for her, she knew that but she still dreaded that it would never return to the way it had been. The memories that returned in his sleep, the ones that gave her hope, where always lost when he awoke.
His failure to remember was taking a toll on what relationship they had begun creating that morning in the hospital. She could feel his frustrations and believed it was somehow pushing them apart.
Holding her breath, willing the tears not the fall she looked to the empty streets of Port Charles, imaging better days.
'Stop doing this to your self Skye,' she scolded her tormenting thoughts. Looking to the clock she let out a sigh of distress, realizing not even two minutes had passed.
"I can't do this," she whispered to herself. "I'm not ready for the answer."
So with quick steps she entered the bathroom grabbing the small object with one fast swipe of the hand. She couldn't use it, instead throwing it back into its box and hiding it behind a box of tissues under the sink.
"I'll take it later," she promised herself. "When I'm ready."
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"Skye!" Sonny called from the bottom of the stairs. "Are you almost ready? We're going to be late."
"One more minute!" She called from the bedroom, eliciting a moan from him as he pulled at the uncomfortable costume he wore.
Tonight being the night before Halloween, he had been roped into attending the Quartermaine's party at the Grille. When he had been informed of the evening that he was to attend he had quickly declined. Asking why she would even want to attend. Her reply had surprised him as she explained that with the exception of Edward, the rest of the family has been good to her over the past year and half. Not only supporting her but them as well. Even Jason had begun to show up at the mansion every now and then.
So now he stood, dressed as the phantom of the opera mask and all, waiting for Skye. A grin appeared on his face as several images of her costume ran through his thoughts. He had no idea what costume she was attending in but the possibilities his mind was creating were not helping his already constricted pants. He was just happy he no longer wore the cast that had been present two days ago.
"Are you two almost ready?" Courtney asked poking her head in for the second time in ten minutes.
"Almost!" Skye's voice echoed down from the stairs causing brother and sister to laugh softly.
"Why don't you two go ahead without us," he spoke to his sister.
"Are you sure? We could wait." She suggested as she played with the wings she wore on her back. Along with the white gown and halo she also wore, she created the perfect image of an angel.
"Nah, don't wait. I don't know how much longer she is going to be. She's been saying 'one more minute' for the last fifteen.
"Ok," she laughed, with a small wave and a rustle of feathers she left.
"It has not been fifteen minutes," Skye teased from the top of the stairs a moment later. Sonny turned waiting for her to come into his view.
"You're right. It's probably been longer," he grinned under the white mask he wore.
"What can I say. I have to work hard to look this good," she smiled as she stepped onto the landing. Spinning around she gave him a full view of her costume. Dressed as Cleopatra, the strapless gold gown she wore was form fitting and ravishing, falling to her sandal-clad feet. Arms and neck decorated with lavish gold bands and jewels, she smiled brightly at him.
"So? What do you think? I had to lose the crown. That thing weighed a tun," she spoke as she made her way down the stars, her heavily made up eyes looking at him with a smile. "You look very handsome. You should ware a mask more often," she teased with a giggle as she came to stand before him.
"G-d Skye," he spoke at last. "You look amazing."
"Thank you," she said with a slight blush looking at his glazed eyes. Leaning foreword he caught her lips in a gentle kiss before taking her hand.
"Now I believe we have a party to attend."
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Unnoticed, Skye slipped out onto the Grille patio. The night was going better than she had hoped for. Giving their current situation even Edward was behaving himself. She actually thought Sonny was having a good time. Though he never stranded too far from herself, Courtney or Jason, he shared friendly conversations with Monica, Alan, Emily and Zander.
Looking back into the Grille she watched as he danced with Courtney, the smile he wore matching her own. Assured that he was not uncomfortable she walked away from the door, enjoying the chill the night breeze caused. Sitting down on one of the many benches decorated with pumpkins glowing with the soft candle light from their centers, she gazed up at the night sky. The moon was full and the stars were especially bright. With the music and laughter echoing from inside Skye was too distracted to notice the figure that slowly approached her.
"I can't believe you had the nerve to bring him here tonight," his deep Australian voice draining the smile from her face.
"I can't believe you had the nerve to come here yourself," she replied not looking at him.
"Lila invited me."
"She also invited the family attorney. What's your point?"
"My point is that you are making the biggest mistake of your life Skye," he stated moving in front of her and blocking her escape. "Look at me."
"There, I'm looking," she replied as she turned her eyes to his. "What now? Do you want to yell at me? Fight? Maybe finish the conversation we started almost a year ago?"
"I don't want to fight with you Skye."
"Then leave because that's all we do."
"Skye, I'm trying to help you! I'm trying to protect you!" He protested.
"I don't need protection Jax!"
"Corinthos is bad news. You used to understand that. What happened?" he asked softer, anger still evident in his eyes.
"He helped me. He was there for me when I had no one."
"You should have called me Skye. I could have helped you through it."
"And how was I supposed to contact you. You were the reason I started drinking and you were the reason I was out there that night!"
"That's not true -
"Oh, yes it is. You broke my heart and then you just left town. You ignored my calls, blowing me off so you could go do G-d know what - or should I say who?"
"I was hurting from Brenda."
"And I was dying because of you."
"Skye, I'm sorry I wasn't there for you that night. Once I heard what happened I tried to help you but you pushed me away and let HIM take care of you!"
"I didn't want to be a part of your white night syndrome. You are only there for me when I'm weak, never when I'm strong. Why is that? Are you so threatened by it? Why?" she was nearly shouting.
"I care about you Skye."
"Then where were you when I needed you - before I broke! Before that night!"
"Skye -
"No! Just stop Jax! I love him and you can't change that."
"He can't love. Not a man like Sonny Corinthos."
"But a man like you can? A womanizing, corporate radar, who compairs every woman to the past love of his life?"
"I'm not with Brenda am I? I'm here. With you."
"But I don't want you here Jax. I don't love you and you don't love me. You are only doing this because I'm with Sonny. If he was anyone else you wouldn't have come back and we wouldn't be having this discussion!"
"No, we wouldn't because Corinthos isn't just anyone!"
"Jax, just stop. You can't just tell me who I can love!"
"What about your family? Haven't they had anything to say?"
"Sonny took care of me, Jax. He pulled me out of my shell when no one could - he stopped my nightmares. How do you think my family feels about him?" she questioned standing in front of him now. "And if you have any doubts then look inside. Do you hear shouts? Yelling? Fighting?"
"What about your brother?"
"Jason loves Sonny -
"AJ," Jax cut in. "What about him? Look what this has done to him?"
"This hasn't done anything thing to him."
"Have you even been to visit him once?"
"No," she answered softly turning away but finding herself being forced to look at Jax by his hold on her shoulders.
"Get off me!" She shouted.
"Do you even care what your relationship with Sonny has done to him?"
"It hasn't done anything! You can't blame any one for AJ actions except for him self! He was the one that drank! He was the one that got into a car! He was the one who killed a man!"
"He drank after a fight with YOU about HIM!"
"That is not far! You cannot blame Sonny or me for his actions! I did not put the bottle to his lips or the keys in his hand."
"No but you practically did. You choose Sonny over your brother and look where he is now. In a cell, in jail, facing a hearing."
"Let go of me." She growled.
"He will just hurt you in the end Skye!"
"Like you did?"
"He will never stop loving Brenda and you'll always have to worry about the day that she comes back for him because you and he will be over!"
"Get the hell away from her!" Zander snapped pushing Jax's hands away from their hold on Skye.
"You ok?" he asked Skye softly stepping between her and Jax. Skye nodded softly in reply. "What hell are doing here man? Just leave -
"Zander, this doesn't involve you!"
"She's Emily's sister and my friend, this certainly involves me."
"Zander its ok," Skye began before she started to sway slightly, another dizzy spell quickly approaching.
"Skye? Are you alright?" Zander asked.
"I just need to sit -
"Skye!" Zander called out just before he caught her falling form in his arms.
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Sonny laughed at Jason's expression as Courtney pulled him out to the small, but crowed, dance floor. The night had been nothing like he'd expected. When they arrived, arms linked, they had been welcomed with smiles and embraces. It slightly scared him, knowing of the deep resentment he felt for the Quartermaine's and yet a year in half later he is welcomed into their family. He'd never felt so at ease since his days spent with Carly, Jason, and Courtney. They had been a family, the three of them but now he had so much more.
'And its all because of one woman,' he thought as his eyes travailed across the from, in search of her. Unable to spot her he walked through the crowd towards the patio door draped with orange and black decorations.
"Sonny," Emily's voice appeared at his side.
"Hi Emily," he spoke with a smile turning away from the door to face the young woman. "Taking a break?" he teased her.
"Well my dance partner disserted me," she smiled back.
"Mine too. I was just about to look outside -
"Skye!" Zander's frantic voice reached the pair as they stood just next to the door. Immediately Sonny was pushing through the curtain of streamers and lights, searching for Zander.
"Skye? Zander?" Sonny and Emily called out as they ran past the empty tables usually filled with the Grille's guest, not occupied with pumpkins and glowing candles.
"Sonny! Over here," Zander called from nearby. Rounding the small corner they came insight. Jax stood motionless beside Zander, whose arms where supporting Skye.
"Skye?" Sonny asked with concern as he pulled her into his arms. Unresponsive, the only sign of life coming from her soft breaths and rising chest. Concerned and worried, Sonny gently pulled her completely in his arms and swiftly made his way back to the party.
"Alan! Monica!" he called stepping inside and then being ushered into a seat with Skye still in his arms since he was unwilling to let her go.
"What happened?" Monica asked the first to make it through the small crowd surrounding him.
"She was fighting with Jax," Zander replied glaring at Jax. "He was upsetting her and wouldn't let her leave."
"What the hell did you do?" Jason growled unable to step forward to confront the man due to Courtney's hand on his elbow.
"I didn't do anything. This has nothing to do with me - but everything to do with him." he accused gesturing towards Sonny.
Ignoring the argument that was occurring around him, Sonny focussed solely on Skye and Monica's examination. "What's wrong?" he asked softly, eyes close to tearing.
"She's only fainted," Monica quickly assured. "It's probably due to stress - lack of sleep - anything could have caused it." Reaching into the bag Alan had just retrieved she pulled a small object out from it, breaking in under Skye's nose and pulling her from unconsciousness.
"Wha - what happened?" she questioned distantly, still blinking away the last remnants of blackness.
"You fainted," Alan spoke from her side. "I think we should get you to General Hospital, just to be sure everything is all right." At the word Hospital Skye started fidgeting immediately, not wanting to have any test run on her - yet.
"No. No hospital," she looked up to Sonny. "Please, I'm fine. I'm just tired and I haven't been feeling well lately."
"There is a bug going around," Emily added softly.
"I'm sure it's nothing, but just to be sure -
"Please, I just want to go home," Skye pleaded again looking to Sonny for help.
"Skye -
"I'm taking her home," Sonny finally voiced.
"I really don't think that is a good idea," Monica stated.
"It's only upsetting her more. We'll stop by GH in the morning," Sonny promised. "But tonight we're going home."
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As gently as possible she unattached her body from his arms. She held her breath, watching for any signs of waking from her companion. With a slight snore and mumble he snuggled into the pillow she had put in her place. Quietly she retrieved the silk robe hanging against the chair beside the bed and placed it around her naked form, tying it loosely. Giving one last look to the man asleep on the bed she stood, moving through the darkened room.
Letting out a small sigh of relief she exited the bedroom and slowly tiptoed down the hall to the top of the stairs. Pulse loudly throbbing in her veins she made her way down the stairs, the floor cold to her bare toes as she looked back over her shoulder.
The coast was clear, he had not awakened.
Feet moving again, she travailed through the darkened penthouse, task clear in her mind as she neared her destination. The tiles of the bathroom floor sent a quick wave of chills through her legs and arms, their coldness completely removing any last traces of sleep. With a shaky hand she opened the small cabinets she had kneeled in front of the day before. Reaching her hand behind the tissues and other object that littered the small space, her fingers grasped onto the small box she was searching for. Setting in on the marbled counter she stared at it, its words like neon signs in her conscious.
HOME PREGNANCY TEST
~ TBC ~
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