Author's Note: You should be able to expect updates to this story on wednesdays or thursdays. Those are my days off. So once I get the chapter written during that time, I'll post it. Hopefully, I'll get 2-3 chapters posted. Thanks for sticking with me.
The Yacht
"Are you sure about that?" Sonny said.
"Why in the world would I not want to know where my own child is?" Tyler replied, "From what I hear, you're very into your children knowing their father, you. So why would you deny me that same right?"
"Do you know what Ethan did to Kellie when he kidnapped her?" Sonny asked, "I mean the details."
"What does that have to do with anything?" Tyler asked.
"Just answer the question," Sonny said, "Especially if want answers concerning your child."
"What happened to letting Kellie tell me?" Tyler asked.
"She should be the one to tell you," Sonny said, "But I won't put her through that, the pain of having to tell you what happened to your child. I'll ask again, what do you know about what Ethan did to Kellie?"
"That he kidnapped her and raped her," Tyler said, "I never really wanted the rest of the details as much as I wanted to help Kellie. I guess she knew that though."
"He beat her up pretty bad too," Sonny said.
"Oh god…she was pregnant when he.." Tyler said.
"He had her chained to a bed and sedated," Sonny said, "She couldn't stop him, but she knew what was happening."
"You're not talking about him raping her are you?" Tyler asked, "He raped her, beat her, and she miscarried. That's what you're saying."
"Yes," Sonny said.
"That is the sickest lie you and Kellie could possibly come up with," Tyler said.
"Do you really think we're that twisted or this some desperate attempt to put your rose colored world back together?" Sonny yelled, "For the record, you're the one that came to Port Charles and put your nose where it didn't belong. So excuse me if I don't feel sorry for you because you found out things you didn't want to hear. You should have stayed in Miami or taken a vacation some place else."
"All anyone has done in this town has lie to me," Tyler said, "Why would I believe something that sick and twisted?"
"Because it's so sick and twisted no one could make it up," Sonny said.
"No," Tyler said, less sure of himself "You're still trying to help Kellie keep my living, breathing child away from me. For what? To protect him or her? Is that the lie you tell yourself so you can sleep at night?"
"I wish I was lying," Sonny yelled, "I know what it's like to lose a child. I would never wish that on my worst enemy, especially falsely. And second, I held my grown up daughter in tears, sobbing to me, five years after the fact, and crying, 'I couldn't protect my child, Daddy.' Do have any idea what it's like to look at someone and know there wasn't a damn thing they could have done in that situation to stop the miscarriage from happening. I wish she was keeping your child from you. At least, she wouldn't live with the pain to this day."
By this point, Tyler was in tears, "The bastard. I want to kill him."
"It's already been done," Sonny said.
"Why didn't she tell me?" Tyler asked dazed.
"She couldn't tell you she was pregnant just to have to tell you she wasn't," Sonny said, "She wanted to protect you from the pain she was going through. She couldn't protect her child, but she'd be damned if she couldn't protect you.
