Thanks for all your feed back. Just to explain, it is the first Alcazar, the one obsessed with Brenda, not the second one who was obsessed with Carly. As for Liz not being told, I had a hard time coming up with a feasible reason for that, I wanted her and Sonny to be close, but I also needed her to be left out for some reason. Sorry if it was a little confusing. She wasn't told because noone honestly thought she'd find out, she was supposed to be unreachable in some remote jungle for a month and like on the show they thought Sonny would only be "dead" for a few days but, things complicated their plan and it had to be longer. I hope that clears it up. If anything else is confusing let me know.
She paused in the doorway, she could have sworn she saw. No, she thought I must be losing my mind. Rushing out the ornate wooden doors she was met by the harsh winter air. She Barley felt the soft flutter of snowflakes as they began falling peacefully to the ground. She couldn't breath, she needed to get out of there, away from it all. She couldn't pretend it wasn't real anymore, not after seeing Sonny in that box, so peaceful and calm looking. If he'd been alive there was no way in hell he'd have gotten in, not after what Deke did to him. She'd prayed that when the police barged in and opened the coffin that it would be empty, that it was all some sick joke. But, she had to face the fact that he was gone. She'd been walking a while when she shivered glancing around herself surprised to find herself in the middle of the park. She noticed the light brushing of snow, when did it start snowing she wondered. She spun around when she felt something warm cover her relived to see the familiar body guard.
"Forgot your coat." Francis said. She gave him a small smile of thanks.
"How's the wife and kid." She asked brushing the snow off the swing set before taking a seat.
"Their good, Sean's just starting to talk." Francis said beaming with pride.
"That's nice." She said tightening her coat around her. They sat in silence shivering in the cold. "Francis." She said breaking the silence.
"Yeah kid?" He asked.
"What am I supposed to do now?" She asked. Francis couldn't bear to look her in the eye. He'd never heard the feisty brunet sound so broken, so lost and it killed him that it was all a lie. He prayed she'd forgive them when it was all over.
Safe house:
Jason paced Sonny's room cursing Brenda. She had to knock out Benny sneaking out to attend Sonny's funeral. Thank god he'd spotted her. She'd almost ruined everything. While he dragged her back to the safe house kicking and screaming Max had gotten Sonny back. After Jason decided he'd mumbled enough mean things about Brenda he stopped his pacing to study his friend. Sonny had been very quiet, to quiet since he'd been brought back to the safe house. Jason realized it must have been hard to have sat through his own funeral but, there was something else weighing heavy ion the older mans mind.
"I can't believe she did that." Sonny said quietly.
"What do you expect, she never has any respect for what's best for everyone, she just does what she wants." Jason began annoyed.
"What?" Sonny asked confused.
"Brenda." Jason replied scowling.
"No, not her. Elizabeth." Sonny began. "I can't believe she got up and spoke, that she even came."
"Why not, you're her brother" Jason replied plainly.
"Yeah, but you don't know her." Sonny began. "She hates funerals, thinks there ridiculous. I actually had to make her go to our mothers. After she left Port Charles, I never really expected her to back."
"What's with that?" Jason asked.
"I have a few ideas, but I'm not really sure myself." Sonny explained. "At first I thought she was afraid to come back, because of Deke but, even after he died she still wouldn't. I never really pushed the issue, it was safer for her not to be here."
"How long do you think she'll stay?" Jason asked.
"Who knows." Sonny replied shrugging. "She could already be gone." For some reason that didn't set well with Jason.
"Francis would have called." Jason replied.
"Doesn't really matter anyway." Sonny began bitterly. "She'll never forgive me for this. I honestly though she'd never find out."
"None of us suspected Paul." Jason began.
"You did, you said he was to nosy, but what do I do, I send him down to my sister." Sonny interrupted.
"There's no point worrying about that now, Paul has been taken care of." Jason replied.
"Was she alright?" Sonny asked concerned.
"Yeah, she had some scrapes and bruises on her arm but, other than that seemed fine." Jason began. "She got pretty fired up when Mike came over."
"I heard." Sonny interrupted with a small smile. "That's Liz, she's stubborn to a fault, but the thing is she'll make it seem perfectly reasonable. She could spend hours arguing with you that the sky was actually red, not blue, and in the end you'd believe her. She can talk you into doing something and then make you believe it was your idea to begin with."
"Do you want me to tell her the truth?" Jason asked knowing it was a bad idea but, he could see how important it was to Sonny. Sonny considered the question wanted desperately to say yes.
"No, it's not safe to now." Sonny replied sadly. "But, you can't let her leave, make sure she stays here, at least until this is all over."
Jakes:
They had walked silently from the park her question still lingering in the air. Liz walked into the bar nodding to the owner before walking upstairs to the room she'd rented. Francis took his post at the bottom of the stairs silently scanning the room. She didn't know what she was supposed to do, part of her wondered why she was still here, she'd done what she came to do, there was nothing left in PC for her she thought bitterly pulling of the small black dress and kicking it across the room. She stormed into the bathroom turning the on as hot as she could stand before stepping into the spray. Shutting the stall door behind her she sank to the floor sobbing. She stayed that way until the water ran cold before pulling herself up and shutting off the water. She quickly dried off walking back into her room and scanning the few outfits she brought. Finally finding the one she wanted she grabbed it and dressed. She ran a comb through her hair deciding to just let it dry naturally as she pulled on her favorite boots, black leather with a five inch heel, and zipped them up. She glanced in the mirror studying her tight black tank top and snug low-rise jeans. She decided to forgo makeup simply adding a deep red lipstick. She flipped her head over ruffling up her hair before returning to the mirror pleased by the wild curls that framed her face. She wasn't sure anything could hurt worse than losing her brother but, she was sure as hell going to try and find out. She thought as she walked down the stairs.
Francis took one look at her and cursed under his breath quickly pulling out his phone and dialing as she sat down and ordered her first drink.
