Ch. 18 Tangled
"Hey." he greeted coming up behind her in the kitchen. He placed his lips against her smooth neck. "How are you doing?"
"Better." she answered.
"Yeah?" he asked snaking his arms around her waist.
"Yeah." she smiled, turning around to look at his gorgeous face. "Do you hear that?"
"What?"
"It's raining." she said, her smile growing wider.
"It has been for a while." he answered pressing her hand to his lips.
He looked into her eyes, and was happy to see that some of the old sparkle was beginning to show. The sparkle belonged there. Those eyes were too beautiful to ever look as empty as they had been. As long as they'd been together, she could always make his worries disappear with just a look, or a smile, or a touch. Now he wanted to do the same for her. A smile came to his face as an idea did to his mind.
"Come with me." he said.
"What?"
"Come with me. Come on." he grabbed her hand and began to guide her through the house. She couldn't help but smile at his behavior as he brought her to the front door.
"Are you ready?" he asked after lifting her into his arms.
"Ready for what?" she asked ammused.
Without a word, he opened the door and took both of them out of the house. She squealed when the shower first came over them. He took a few steps away from the house and finally put her back down and smiled as the warm drops poured down. His heart fluttered at the sound of her laughter. Placing his hands on the sides of her face he leaned in. Their lips met as a streak of lightning lit up the sky.
"You know what this is?" he shouted over the storm.
"You're crazy!" she shouted back, laughing. "Tell me."
"This is us. Our beginning. We've come full circle now and this is our new start. Our second chance." he explained. "Since last night I've been asking myself, "What happens now? Where do we go?' This is my answer. This is where I want to go. The beginning; back to that kiss in the rain. This time we'll do it right, I'll do it right. But I'm asking you, will you go there with me?"
"Of course!" she shouted happily, his confession being more than she could have ever expected. "I love you, Jason Morgan."
"I love you, Courtney Morgan."
Carly opened the door slowly, hoping it hadn't actually happened. That nothing and no one would be there. But there she stood, right before her eyes. The woman took the opening and walked by her, into the penthouse. Carly looked to Sonny, whose face held the same look she was sure hers did.
"What-What did you say?" she stammered in disbelief.
"I'm pregnant." she said again.
"Are you sure?" Sonny asked.
"I took three different tests, they all said the same thing. Yes, I'm sure."
"Is it-" he cleared his throat, afraid to ask the question. "Is it mine?"
"That's great." she laughed bitterly at him. "Next time just come out and call me a tramp."
"Answer the question, Sam." Carly ordered. "Is the baby Sonny's?"
"It might be, ok? Are you happy? I don't know if it's yours or not. But I figured you deserve to know there's a fifty percent chance it's yours."
"Who else?" he asked.
"Why does that matter?"
"Sam!"
"Alright, it's Jax. The night of the fire, I slept with you and Jax."
"Jax." he repeated with a scoff. Jax, of all people. "Does he know?"
"I haven't told him yet." she said lowering her head.
"Of course not." Carly spat. "You haven't told him beacuse you don't want him to be the father. You want it to be Sonny's. This was probably you're plan all along!"
"No it wasn't. I-"
"Everyone knows you're in love with Sonny. You'd do anything to keep him, including get pregnant."
"I didn't plan this!" she shouted. "Sonny you have to believe me. I didn't do this on purpose."
"I think you should leave." he said doing his best to keep calm.
"What about-"
"I'll arrange a paternity test." he said trapping her gaze with his. "Go."
Sam saw the fire in his eyes when he gave her the order. Sighing in defeat, she turned and left. Her next stop; Jax.
He stood in the silence. The remarkable feeling that was floating in the air had dropped fast in the few moments it took their visitor to say two words. As long as he can remember, never before had he ever felt so close to perfect. Now, Carly wasn't even looking at him. She started to walk towards the stairs and he knew he couldn't be left like this.
"Carly." he called after her, getting her attention. She stopped and looked at him briefly before continuing.
It was only for a second, but in that second Sonny saw a fury of emotions flash through her eyes. Anger. Fear. Sadness. Hurt. Betrayal.
"Say something, please."
"What do you want me to say?"
"Anything."
"Sonny, not tonight. I know we'll have to do this but please..."she paused, hearing her own voice begin to crack. She took a deep breath. "...not tonight."
Sonny only nodded and looked the two feet that stood frozen to the floor. Listening to her fading footsteps as she climbed the staircase. So close.