Beyond Recollection – A Sonny & Skye FanFiction

A/N: sorry this chapter took so darn long to get out. I didn't like the way it came out, so I kind of deleted it and rewrote it. But I already have the next chapter outlined so it won't be long!

Chapter Seventeen – Teardrops and Caring

Nearly 6am and General Hospital was already bustling with visitors and new patients. The heavy snowstorm outdoors, causing multiple accidents and cases of hypothermia, was one of the worst Port Charles has ever seen.

"What is taking so long?" Sonny shouted, causing the young nurse in front of him to jump slightly.

"Sir, Dr. Greene is on his way. His shift wasn't supposed to have started until eleven," she stated mater of factually before rushing away to begin her rounds.

"That's not good enough," Sonny grunted, slamming his fist on the counter.

"Sonny, calm down," Jason urged. "Why do you even need to see this guy?"

"I'm getting my memory back," he answered walking towards the small seating area beside the elevators. "I need to remember everything."

"You can't force this kind of thing Sonny. You're trying your hardest, everyone can see that."

"I need to remember everything about that night."

"I told you everything, Sonny."

"You weren't there that night!" he snapped quietly. "You didn't find her. I did, and I need to see it," he finished pointing to his head.

"And how is guy going to help you?"

"I got his name from Alan. He's a psychiatrist who specializes in this kind of thing."

"What kind of thing?" Jason asked throwing his hands up. "Memory lost?"

"He uses hypnosis as a form of memory recovery," Sonny answered looking down while rubbing the back of his neck.

"What?" Jason questioned with disbelief. "You're going to let some shrink put you under some sort of damn spell?"

"It's going to work Jason."

"What if it doesn't Sonny? Think about the disappointment."

"I'm already a disappointment," he snapped throwing a hand in the air. "And if it doesn't work then I'll be no better off than I am now."

"Maybe you're not remembering that night for a reason. Maybe we should concentrate on the days and nights that made you fall in love with Skye, not the memories you both were haunted with."

"I need to remember it, Jason. Skye needs me to remember it."

"No, what she needs is for you to remember are the good memories. The ones of your friendship and love."

"You don't understand, Jason," Sonny replied in aggravation. "I have been beating myself self up for months because I assumed I had killed Ric because of his affair with Carly." He paused; running a hand over his tired eyes as shame crawled through him. "I pushed you away, I pushed Courtney away, and I pushed Skye away. And for what? For the murder of the man that raped her and gave her those fucking scars!" he cried out slamming his fist into the wall beside him.

"I'm the reason Skye is gone!" he stated, roughly punching his chest with each sentence. "I'm the reason she is pain! I am the reason she is alone and away from everyone she loves!"

"Skye isn't alone Sonny, and there is more to her leaving than you think."

"What else is there?" he questioned loudly. "It's my fault. I took Carly back because I could remember being with her. I didn't fight for my memories. I took the easy way out when I turned my back on Skye and went to Carly. I was a coward."

"You don't understand Sonny, she had to leave."

"Why?"

"Because she needs to protect someone else now."

"Who? Jason? What is going on?"

"Sonny—

"Mr. Corinthos?" a sudden voice asked from behind the pair.

"What?" Sonny snapped keeping his eyes glued to Jason's, trying to read anything from them.

"I'm assuming you are the reason I was called in so early this morning," the man joked as Sonny finally turned to the stranger.

"You're Dr. Gr—

"Dr. Greene, yes. It's good to see you again," he interrupted with a smile, sticking his hand out towards Sonny. "How is Skye?"

"What?" he questioned softly. "You know Skye a-and me?"

"Yes," Dr. Greene answered, looking at Sonny with confusion. "You brought Ms. Quartermaine in to me almost two years ago."

"What? Why?"

"You don't remember any of our sessions?"

"I don't remember much of anything Doctor, this is all new news to me."

"Oh my," Dr. Greene murmured looking down at the file in his hand. "You're suffering from amnesia."

"Yeah. I kinda need your help with that."

"This is very interesting," he mumbled while shaking his head.

"How so?" Sonny asked in defense.

"I'm very sorry for your condition Mr. Corinthos. I just find it interesting that you now suffer from the same condition you brought Ms. Quartermaine in for me to cure." Looking at Sonny and Jason's shocked expressions he continued on for clarification. "She had repressed an attack and you," he motioned to Sonny. "Brought her to see me."

"She didn't remember the attack?"

"It's very normal for survivors of such attacks to repress the event. "But for her privacy, why don't we move this conversation into my office," he stated before motioning for them to follow.

"Alright," Sonny spoke, nodding in agreement before he and Jason both followed the doctor down a nearby hallway.

"I was taunting them," Skye spoke. "I wanted to rile them up, especially Carly, but I pushed too far."

"Go on," Dr. Greene pushed gently.

"He told Carly to leave a—and he whispered something to her. I should have known something was wrong then. It's my fault, it's my fault this happened. I was so stupid."

"It's not your fault Skye," the doctor protested softly. "You did nothing wrong. Can you tell me what happened next?"

"He—he pinned me against a tree a—and he had his hands around my throat," she cried softly. "I told him I wouldn't tell! I wasn't going to tell! I swear wasn't going to," she began to cry harder.

"Its alright Skye."

"He has a knife!" she sobbed now. "You have it! I'm not going to say a word."

"Skye?"

"I won't say anything!"

"What is he doing Skye?"

"No, no, no, no," she whimpered. "Don't."

"Skye!"

"He's hurting me," she cried weakly. "I can't get up, he's too heavy. My arms, I can't move my arms. There pinned above my head and oh g-d! No!"

"What Skye? What's happening?"

"H-he is unbuckling his belt. I screamed for help, for someone, for anyone! No, no, no."

"You can do this. Keep going."

"My blouse, he ripped it open and my shoulder hurts," she whimpered in pain. "I'm bleeding, but he doesn't care. He doesn't care!" Silence filled the room, only the sounds of her tears are heard before she finally speaks again. "Then he pushed my skirt up to my waist and his hands are everywhere, but I fought, I fought back. But he picked up his knife from beside him and he was stabbing me again. Then—and then he—

"Stop!" Sonny suddenly shouted. "Stop the tape!" Dr. Greene reached forward towards the tape player on his desk and paused the taped session.

"Are you alright Mr. Corinthos?" he asked with concern, pushing his glasses up his nose.

"I just—I just don't know if I can hear this," Sonny confessed putting his head into his hands.

"That was one of the more difficult sessions for her, but if you'll allow me to, I'd like to fast forward a bit."

"I don't know if I can right now Doc," he whispered looking beside him where Jason sat; his friend's eyes were red and his fists clenched to his knees. "I don't know if either of us can."

"I know this is especially hard for the both of you, but I think you'd want to hear the rest," Doctor Greene spoke honestly and with no protest he fast-forwarded a bit on the tape before pressing play.

"It's was so cold," she whimpered. "My shoulder and stomach hurt so badly. T-there is blood everywhere! I can't move, I can't keep my eyes open. So much red...so much pain."

"Where is Ric Skye?"

"He's gone, something scared him away."

"What scared him away?"

"It was a man, I can hear him yelling. I can see him searching the courtyard and I reach out for him. He trips and—and he is laying beside me now. I want him to stop the pain, stop the pain please."

"Can you see his face Skye?"

"He's so gentle," she cried softly. "He covers me with his jacket a—and he is telling me he is going to help me. He says I'm all right and he cares. Ric was wrong, someone cares."

"Ric was wrong when he said that. So many people care for you Skye. You know that, right?"

"Yes, no. I don't know."

"Do you know who is helping you? Can you see there face Skye?"

"Yes, I can see him. It's Sonny. He's helping me," she whispered. Reaching the end of the tape, silence filled the room as Dr. Greene removed the tape from the player.

"I remember when you brought her in, Mr. Corinthos," Dr. Greene spoke, rising from his desk and moving towards the two men. "She was in a horrible case of shock and wouldn't speak to anyone," he paused. "Anyone except for you."

Sonny looked up as the Doctor leaned against his desk in front of him. His eyes burned with fresh tears as he listened intently.

"Alan, Dr. Quartermaine," he corrected. "Brought me in that night to try and get Skye to explain what had happened and to find out who had attacked her. It was only after your persuasion that she even let Bobby examine her, with you bye her side of course. I thought she had a permanent grasp of your arm that night," he smiled softly. "It was very moving to witness, especially once I had learned of your previous antipathy for one and other."

"H—how did you learn about that?"

"Oh, Alan of course. He was furious at you," Dr. Green laughed softly. "He couldn't understand it. I didn't understand it myself, until a month or so later when you brought her in to see me."

"What did you understand?" Sonny asked softly. "Why me?"

"It's as simple as you heard on Skye's tapes," he motioned to the tape player before crossing his arms. "You hated each other so much and yet, when she needed someone the most you took care of her. You cared about her. She was extremely vulnerable, emotionally, with her sudden divorce and disconnection from her family. Then you where there suddenly, taking care and comforting her, probably for more reasons than you thought."

Just as Dr. Greene was about to go on, his beeper suddenly sounded. "I'm very sorry gentleman, but you'll have to excuse me for a moment."

The room stayed quite for long moment, both men lost in the words of Dr. Greene and the emotional recording they had just heard.

"Are you ok?" Sonny suddenly asked his quiet friend.

"Are you?" Jason countered, unable to look up from the floor.

"I don't know," Sonny answered truthfully, turning his head towards Jason. "Maybe you where right about this," he admitted. "I wish the happier memories would start coming back."

"They will Sonny, they will."

"I hope so," he whispered quietly, looking away from his friend and towards the storm outside. His eyes where suddenly memorized by the tree branches scratching against the glass of the window. Unable to tear his eyes away, drawn to the familiar scene of the violent branches. Then suddenly, just as before, his mind went dark with the beginnings of a new memory.

TBC

A/N #2: Ok, I feel kinda bad about making Ric such a bad guy because on GH I really love his scenes with Alexis!! lol, sorry Ric fans!! If you like the Alexis/Ric pairing as much as I do now, I really, REALLY recommend RiverCity's "Letting Go and Finding Home." It is so good, so sweet, and so freaking well written!!! Read it, it rocks!! lol