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"" Dialogue, '' thoughts

C.O.S.: Change of Scenery

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Refresher: Carly is being played by Tamara Braun, and Emily is being played by Amber Tamblyn.

I still don't have a title yet, so bring on suggestions

Untitled: Chapter #4

Emily took a deep breath as she waited for the launch. It had been a long day, first the biology exam in the morning, then a quick review session for her next exam. She ended it off with a short shift at the hospital. She stifled a yawn, and checked her watch. She dearly hoped Nikolas had dinner waiting- all she wanted was a quiet evening at home with Nikolas, a nice warm dinner- maybe in front of the fire…

She glanced quickly around her surveying the mid-evening shadows. The yawn threatened again, this time she let it win.

"Tired of whoring with Lorenzo all night?" asked a slurred voice from the shadows.

"Sonny, is that you?" Emily called out tentatively.

"Tired of whoring all night with Lorenzo?" he repeated.

"I'm not Carly, Sonny." Emily patiently explained. Sonny staggered over to her, and grasped her arm tightly:

"You are a whore though."

Emily grabbed her arm back and reached with her other one into the pocket for her pepper spray- something she kept with her always since she was raped. She mentally braced herself for more, but he was silent.

"I am not a whore, I was raped by a man that did horrible things to those I care about." Emily adamantly denied.

"But you were still with another man…" He slurred.

"He forced himself on me." Emily responded, looking shocked. Sonny reached out and grabbed hold of her arm again.

"Let me go." Emily calmly told him. Sonny leaned in and put his face close to hers.

"Let go of me." Emily repeated, her voice rising. Sonny squeezed her arm tightly, and met her gaze.

"LET GO OF ME," Emily shouted at him. Sonny let go of Emily and they both glanced around at the sound of footsteps. As those footsteps got nearer she watched Sonny fade back into the shadows to her right side.

"Funny running into you here. I thought you'd be home already." Lucky said as he approached her.

"A long day I guess, I'll be glad to get home." They stood in companionable silence, and the launch arrived to take them to Wyndermyere.

C.O.S: Sonny's mansion…

Sonny woke up the next morning from a dreamless sleep. He remembered the events of the previous night with a detached calm, and muttered that she deserved what she got, and was asking for it. He began the routine that started his day with a shower, then a sifter of brandy to get himself going. He made himself breakfast, and was in the midst of looking through the newspaper when he heard the commotion outside the door.

"I need to see Sonny." Jason's voice was insistent.

"Sonny doesn't want to be disturbed. By anyone." Max responded. Jason responded by pushing by Max and into the main house. Sonny causally sat down at his desk and sipped his coffee calmly. He had a feeling a confrontation might be coming. What probably happened was Emily went running to Jason, and Jason being the big brother would come to fight his sister's battles.

"You tried to rape my sister" Jason began in a dangerous tone.

"She was asking for it." Sonny answered.

"You knew what she went through, how she was attacked. You knew it." Jason continued.

"She was asking for it. And like it or not, she was unfaithful. She led that guy on, and when he claimed his prize, she called it rape. She was perfectly willing." Sonny responded.

A glint of sadness mixed with comprehension dawned on Jason.

"Don't mess with her again." Jason warned, allowing a dangerous tone into his voice.

"Or what?" Sonny asked, as he sensed the unspoken threat. Jason shuttered his expression.

"You know what; It's over. I no longer want to work for you, much less stay in the same room as you. You are pathetic, and I hate the way you treat every person you come into contact with." Jason told him, his tone becoming increasingly angry.

"When you came to me looking for work, you were nothing more than a robot. I gave you a chance. I gave you a life. And this is how you repay me! It's over Jason. Anything we had resembling a friendship is over." Sonny replied, his tone showing the contempt he felt. Jason stormed out.

"I MADE YOU MORGAN, AND I CAN BREAK YOU!" Sonny shouted after him as the door closed.

Rick had just come through the front door to drop Christina off for some time with Sonny, as Jason left. He braced himself as he pushed through the door. Sonny came to meet them and immediately called for Michael to take his sister upstairs to play. The moment the children's footsteps faded upstairs, Sonny began pacing the room. Rick stood there awkwardly sensing there was something wrong, but waiting to hear Sonny tell it to him.

"What's wrong Sonny?" Rick finally asked.

"She deserved it… my wife is a whore, all women are whores. She deserved it…" Sonny began. Rick was puzzled.

"Sorry, you'll have to be clearer. Who deserved what? Sonny what did you do?" Rick asked, beginning to get anxious.

"Why is it always me? Why it always me that's done something?" She deserved it. She was leading me on." Sonny said, his voice starting to rise.

"Okay, I'll ask again: What is it you've done Sonny, I need to know so that I can help you." Rick said, his voice remaining gentle. Before speaking, Sonny made his way to the table and slowly poured himself a drink, and made his way to a leather chair to the right side of the coffee table. He sunk into it, letting his weariness show in his movements. Rick made a move to settle himself on the couch. Sonny took a sip from his glass and put it down.

"I saw Emily last night on the docks. She was waiting for the launch to take her home to Spoon Island. I was standing in the shadows. For some strange reason I thought she was Carly, so I snapped. I took hold of her arm, and I was going to… I was going to rape her. She kept saying no, I grabbed her arm, and leaned in to kiss her. She still said no, I squeezed her arm. I could see she wanted it in her eyes. We heard footsteps, then, and I left." Sonny said, all the while keeping his eyes on the carpet in front of him.

Rick said nothing, not really too surprised that Sonny had tried something like that. He realized that Sonny was a man of extremes: either extreme happiness, or extreme anger. He could be extremely warm, or extremely cold. There was no in-between with him, and it seemed to work for him, it seemed to be okay. Until now. Rick noticed Sonny's sharp intake of breath- he wasn't done speaking; he only paused for a moment, and then continued quietly. His voice had taken on a colder edge:

"You know what else Rick? I'm not sorry. I don't feel any pain for what I did, or any remorse. The way I see it, she was asking for it. She led me on, and when she said no, I still continued. The only thing that stopped me, the only thing that stopped me was Lucky. We heard him coming and I had to slip back into the shadows."

"It's okay, we can fix this. It was only attempted rape. Nothing happened, so chances are she won't press charges. And if she does, we can get you acquitted. It wouldn't endanger your custody arrangements at all." Rick replied.

There was silence as Rick awkwardly shrugged his shoulders at what he just said. He knew quite well, that when Durant, and Scorpio smelled blood in the water, there was nothing stopping them- they would go in for the kill as soon as they could. And Alexis… This would only strengthen the case she was building against him for sole custody of Christina. Rick sighed:

"How about if I take Christina home, and drop Michael off at Carly's." Rick suggested. Sonny nodded. Rick called the children, and they both came running, amidst Michael's cries of wanting to stay and spend some time with his dad.

"I'm sure your mom will let you make it up next time you come." Rick assured the kid. They watched in awkward silence, as Michael helped dress Christina, then got dressed himself. Rick picked Christina up, and taking Michael's hand left.

Sonny for his part didn't leave his seat until Rick had left, and moved to pour himself his third glass of brandy before noon.

C.O.S.: Alexis' Apartment

Rick had dropped Michael off with his mother, and then headed with Christina to Alexis' apartment. She opened the door after he knocked twice, and gave her daughter and boyfriend a surprised smile.

"I thought you had dropped her off with Sonny." Alexis commented.

"Yeah, that was the plan, but Sonny- he didn't seem to be feeling too well, so rather than risk getting the princess here, sick too I decided to bring her home." Rick explained.

"How very thoughtful of you." Alexis replied. Rick set her down, and the toddler scampered away to her toy area on the other side of the room. Alexis sat down on the sofa, and Rick began pacing a bit. Alexis let him pace in silence for a few moments.

"Anything wrong?" She asked him, sensing his tension and worry. He turned and looked at her, and Alexis could read what bothered him in his eyes:

"It's Sonny isn't it? What has he done now?" She asked.

"In legal terms he's admitted to the attempted rape of Emily Cassidine. In other terms, he's… disturbed Alexis. He sat there describing what he'd done, he didn't have shame like any normal person would show having done that deed, and he didn't show regret. He was cold, and calm. He kept saying Emily deserved it, that she was the one that led him on." Rick began, pausing to take a breath. He neared the window and gazed out of it sightlessly, and took up the thread in the story:

"I began to imagine Christina in Emily's position, and how I would feel if a man that she had a friendship with, one that she trusted would abuse it that way." He turned and looked at Alexis:

"Sonny has to be stopped Alexis, before he gets the chance to actually rape a woman, or worse."

Alexis met Rick's determined gaze:

"You're right."

And that's it for this update- timed for those suffering GH withdrawal over American Thanksgiving

Up next: Carly's hearing, and maybe something from the Quartermaines or Helena- just to keep things interesting

Happy Thanksgiving to any American readers out there

-A.B.