DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of the characters (damn it!), they belong to ABC, the producers of GH and Goddess knows whoever else.
I~ I know that this took a long time. And that it's a really short chapter, but my other fan fictions have been taking up most of my time, and I putting this out to appease all of you who need another chapter. I know what it's like to ache about not knowing what happens when someone creates a To Be Continued. So here it is. ~/I
Alterations
By Clover
Chapter 5
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The combination of Carly's injuries and the shock from seeing Michael for the first time in a year was way too much for her mind and body to handle. The room started spinning around her.
Then everything went black . . .
Jason stood there in shock. He'd never seen Carly faint. In fact, he couldn't remember ever seeing anyone faint.
Sonny also stood there for a second surprised, then hurried over to Carly's side. He tried to revive her but when that didn't work he scooped her up and laid her back onto the bed in Jason's bedroom.
Jason would have followed him, but he couldn't leave Maya alone, who promptly, at the disappearance of her mother again started wailing.
Jason set Michael down, and started the long process of undoing all the straps which held Maya in.
Michael toddled off to follow Sonny, he didn't know who the other kid was, but he did know that she was taking his daddy's attention away from him. He decided that he wanted to know who Sonny had carried into his daddy's bedroom.
Sonny was busy on the phone calling the doctor, so Michael slowly toddled over to the bed. He crawled up onto the other side of the bed, next to the person. Michael looked at her face, and was surprised, he knew that face, she was the nice woman who he dreamed of every night and when he napped. He knew her name, he just had to think of it, mima, no that wasn't it, mami, no, wait, he had it, mama. Michael still remembered little bits of Port Charles, and he strongly remembered his mommy. She used to help put him to bed, talk to him, and she had a nickname for him, Mr. Man. Plus Daddy had shown him pictures of her everyday and always told him that she loved him, but he'd always told him that Michael wouldn't see her for a very long, long time, he'd even said that last night. So why was she here? And what were those dark marks on her face and arms?
Sonny turned around and saw Michael staring at Carly. 'God,' Sonny thought to himself, 'Both of those kids are really aware of things. I think Michael might even know who she is.' Just after Sonny thought that, Michael gave Carly a kiss on her forehead, then climbed off the bed and walked over to Sonny. "Unca Sonny, that Mama. Right? Mommy?"
Sonny sighed, then bent-down and picked up Michael, "Yeah Michael. That's your mother."
"Why is she sleeping, it's daytime?" Michael demanded, "Is she taking a nap?"
Sonny smiled at Michael, "Yeah, she's taking a nap."
Michael looked at Sonny, then at Carly and squirmed. Sonny understood the boy's wishes, and set him back down. Michael toddled right back to the bed and crawled on it again, curling up right next to his mommy, putting his head on her shoulder.
After such a long time apart from her, Michael didn't want to leave her side.
Sonny watched the two for a moment and went back into the other room.
Jason was walking back and forth, soothing Maya, whose tears were now subsiding.
Jason saw Sonny watching him, "Do you know where Michael is? He's seemed to have disappeared."
"He's with Carly. Jason, it's the weirdest thing, he went in, looked at her for a minute, then asked me if she was his mama." Sonny explained.
"He knew her just by looking at her? I know that I showed him her picture everyday, but after about six months, it got a little ragged, so it's not exactly the best picture to look at if you want to recognize her."
"Well all I know is that right now he's curled up next to her with his head on her shoulder." Sonny told him.
"Why is he there?" Jason asked, not understanding.
"Jason, it's been a year, he has missed his mother. Don't you miss Emily?" Sonny asked him
"Yeah, so?" Jason replied, still totally clueless.
"Well multiply that times 100 and that's how Michael has felt. Carly is his mother." Sonny can't believe that he's actually speaking in Carly's favor. So he stopped, then sat down tiredly.
All Jason said was "Oh." He stood there comforting Maya, but watched the bedroom door, in deep thought.
b** Two hours later **/b
Carly slowly woke up, and saw it was dark out. It took a minute to realize where she was, and how she got there. Carly froze for a second when she realized that something was on her shoulder; she looked over and saw Ihim/I, her little boy.
Carly slowly moved the hand that had been resting behind her head to Michael and brushed a lock of strawberry blond hair out of his sleeping eyes. A tear ran down her face as she watched the little boy, she hadn't seen in a year, sleep peacefully by her side.
She fell back into a deep sleep with her little guy in her arms, something she'd been dreaming of doing for what had felt like a lifetime.
Jason looked in on Carly and Michael, and couldn't help but watch the two of them slumber for awhile. Even with Carly's injuries, she had Michael right next to her, in her bruise-covered arms.
Jason didn't have the heart to wake either of them up and put Michael in his own bed.
He just quietly pulled the extra blanket and pillow from out of the closet, and went back to the living room to sleep on the couch.
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AJ didn't know what the hell was going on. He had already destroyed the room, in anger.
"Just wait until I get my hands on you Carly, I'll make sure you never forget what happens when you tell on me. I'll make sure you pay. You thought what you got before was bad, just wait. I'll kill you." AJ screamed at the mirror, that he thought Carly was behind, even though in reality, it was just a normal mirror.
The bodyguards watched what was happening in the room via security camera in the ceiling, which blended right in, and couldn't believe what they were hearing. They realized however irrational their boss might have seemed before, he had definitely made the right decision in locking this guy up, whoever he was. If that woman had been left with that bastard she would most likely be dead by now, or wish she were.
Now they just wondered what their next set of instructions were going to be, for the time being however, they were ordered to wait until the guy had sobered up, and then they were to call Mr. Morgan.
b** The next morning **/b
Carly woke up, and was surprised to see that Michael was sleeping next to her, she'd thought it was all a dream. She smiled at seeing the sight.
Carly watched him sleep and studied his features and how much he'd changed. Michael was much bigger, his hair was blonder, and he was so tan. She could tell he was spending a lot of time in the sun.
Carly heard Maya fussing softly through the baby monitor, and got up, careful not to wake Michael. She followed the hushed sound and opened the door. She went over to the crib and picked up Maya. Carly carried Maya into the other room, and found Jason asleep on the couch. She watched him sleep for a minute, then got Maya's carrier and fastened her inside of it.
Carly glimpsed around, and searched until she found the kitchen. She placed Maya's carrier on the kitchen table, where she could keep her eye on her, and started breakfast.
Carly was surprised to find exactly what she needed in the cupboards and in the refrigerator. In the time Jason had been gone, Carly had learned to cook, and she had been surprised to discover that she was actually pretty good at preparing food. She was no Iron Chief, but who was?
Carly started the coffee, and poured some pancake batter onto a griddle, she checked on Maya, then went into the bedroom where she had stayed last night.
She woke up Michael, he was a bit sleepy, so she carried him into the kitchen. She put him into his high chair and strapped him in so he wouldn't fall out. Then put on his bib. She went back to the stove and flipped the pancakes just when they were perfectly golden on one side. She found another griddle and started some bacon. Then in another pan some cheesy scrambled eggs.
Soon she had a table of food; a big container of pancakes, a large plate of bacon, and a large dish of eggs. Carly cut up some pancakes and put butter and syrup on them then gave them to Michael.
Carly made sure both children were comfortable then went into the living room.
She kneeled down beside the couch. Carly watched Jason sleep for a minute. She couldn't help but run her finger along his jaw. She shook her head at the thoughts which ran through her brain, then gently shook Jason, "Jason . . . Jason, it's time to get up."
Jason groaned, a female voice was calling to him. He slowly opened his eyes, and saw Carly starring at him.
"Good morning Jason. It's time for breakfast." She informed him smiling. The goes back to the kitchen. Jason follows close behind.
Jason was shocked that Carly had actually cooked. He sat down then watched Carly and Michael eat for minute, then cautiously sampled some pancakes himself.
"Hey, these are good!" He commented in surprise.
Carly wrinkled her nose and jokingly glared at him, "Don't sound so surprised Mr. Morgan. I have many talents."
"I know you do Carly." He told her sincerely, "Trust me, I know." He finished under his breath.
b** 20 minutes later **/b
Carly did the dishes while Jason cleaned up Michael, who had syrup all over his hands and face.
"So, how are you feeling?" Jason questioned Carly, concerned.
"Just a little sore. It looks worse than it is Jason. AJ doesn't hit as hard as you think." Carly tried to joke.
"Why did AJ drink?" Jason asked suddenly, he'd been up late last night, trying to figure it out.
"Who knows." She answered him truthfully.
She turned around, looked at his questioning face and side. She signaled for him to sit down, and she sat down across the table from him.
She just hoped she could explain this, "AJ is an alcoholic, it's a disease, one that never goes away, and he was constantly battling. Once he started, I don't think he could stop, or that he wanted to. He hid it very well. Only Reginald and I know about his drinking." She paused for a moment, then commented in musing, "In fact the only good thing that's happened since you left besides Maya being born, was the Judge gave me, and me alone, full custody of Michael . . . . If you ever come back, the Quartermaines can never take him away. It was a permanent decision." Carly informed him.
"When did that happen?" Jason inquired, taken aback at the depth of Sonny's deceit.
"Well, I'm guessing that Sonny didn't tell you. But it happened when I was three months pregnant, so nine months ago. It's been clear for you to come home with him for that long. There are no charges against you, Emily's worried, and frankly, I miss you too. Will you please come home?" She pleaded, then got backup and return the sink.
Both stay silent for the remainder of the breakfast. Carly finished the dishes, then went into the other room with Maya to feed her, while Jason mauled over what she just told him.
"I think that Sonny's been keeping things from me." Jason declared to Michael. "I just don't know why Sonny didn't tell me."
"Why Sonny didn't tell you what?" A voice came from the kitchen doorway, which led out onto a porch that over looked the beach.
"Hello Sonny." Jason responded coldly.
"Alright, what's wrong" Sonny requested exasperatedly, as he stepped inside.
"Why didn't you tell me it was safe for me and Michael to come home?"
"What are you talking about?" Sonny asked.
"Carly has full custody of Michael, but you didn't tell me. Why?"
"Because it's still not safe, she would just take Michael away from you." Sonny insisted, still very untrusting of Carly.
Carly, who'd forgotten Maya's pafie in the kitchen, had just walked in and had heard what Sonny had said.
"That is the biggest load of bull shit I've ever heard." Carly exclaimed. "I would never take Michael away from his father! Where do you get off? Huh? What makes you think that you know what's best for everyone?! How do you even know what I'm really like? Do you even really know me? Who I am as a person?" Carly demanded.
Maya who was in her mother's arms got frightened by all the noise. Carly immediately started walking back and forth, trying to comfort Maya, fortunately it worked, and Maya fell asleep against her mother's shoulder.
"Jason, please take Michael out of his seat and take the children into the living room. I don't want them to hear what I'm going to say to Sonny." She ordered him through gritted teeth.
Jason nodded his head, knowing now was not the time to question her motives. He took Michael out of the highchair and set him on the floor. He withdrew Maya from Carly's hold then quietly went to the other room.
"I knew it." Carly said as soon as they were gone, "I knew that you weren't telling Jason anything. You knew that I had full custody of Michael. You knew Maya was Jason daughter, but you never even told Jason of her existence." Carly turned to face the window. "God, you make me sick. I cannot believe you."
"You would have just used the kids for your own purposes." Sonny told her arrogantly.
Carly turned around, her eyes flashing. Sonny immediately knew he'd gone too far, and that her Spencer Temper Fuse had been, lit, burned down, and the explosion was dead ahead.
"DON'T YOU EVER SAY THAT I WOULD USE IMY/I CHILDREN FOR SOME OBJECTIVE LIKE THAT! I could never, and would never use my children like that!" Carly screamed at Sonny, "I am not my father. I know what bad parents are like. My father was the worst. Daddy was addicted to gambling. Do you know what it's like to be five years old, wake up the day after Christmas all really nice toys and things you'd gotten the day before from your relatives are gone because your father took sold them so he could have money to place bets? Or how about this, when I turned seven, my father took me to the track with him for my birthday as a treat, and then used me as a marker for a bet! Which he blost/b, then he took off, leaving me stranded there. My mother was eventally called, and she had to give the damn bookie her wedding ring so she could get me back, we never even saw my father after that day. I never would, and I never could use my children as a source of power to get money or another person. I just wanted to secure a good existence for them, with a mother and a father. So that when Maya's 16, she doesn't have to work at a strip club, like I did when I was that age, because my Mama couldn't make enough money to put food on the table at her job as a secretary." Carly yelled, tears were running down her face. Carly wiped away her tears, her eyes flashed and coldly bore into him, "Do you actually think, that I could use my babies so I could get lots of money, or ruin someone's life? You make me sick."
Then Carly left the room, leaving a speechless Sonny starring after her.
Jason had heard the entire thing from the living room, he'd never heard about her father; Carly had never spoken about him. And she'd never told him about stripping when she was 16.
When Carly came into the room, Jason didn't say a word. They just silently changed places. Carly took over playing with the children, and Jason went into the kitchen.
"Sonny, I want to know why." Jason spoke quietly, startling Sonny, who thought he was alone.
"I told you why." Sonny answered.
"I know that. But I want to know why you didn't tell me about all the other stuff. Carly getting married, the baby, and only god knows what else. Is there anything else you haven't told me? What about Emily, how is she really doing? I want the truth Sonny. I want to know what's actually happened in Port Charles."
"Fine, let's see, Lucky's been living down the hall from the penthouses, he's working for us now. Emily's dating Lucky, no I have no idea how that happened. Ned married his manger, V Ardanowski, and turned his back on the Quartermaines permanently. He evened moved off the estate. Luke and Laura got a divorce. As you know I took back all my territory. And Robin's back from Paris."
Jason looked at Sonny in disbelief, "I can't believe you kept all that from me." Jason shook his head in disappointment, "Well, I don't keep things from you, so I'm telling you right now, Carly, the children, and I are going back to Port Charles. We're making a stop first; so don't expect us to be there by tomorrow. Good bye Sonny."
Sonny couldn't believe it; Carly had turned Jason against him. He was only trying to protect Jason, but maybe he hadn't been. What if he had just made things worse? Or really hadn't seen what he'd thought he had.
Sonny shook his own head, then pulled out his cell phone. He ordered for the jet to be fueled. They're taking off, going back to Port Charles as soon as Sonny got to the airstrip.
Sonny hung up, looked back at the doorway leading to the living room one last time, then left the room.
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b** 20 minutes later **/b
Carly was in Michael's room packing up the children's stuff. She was still in shock.
Jason had come back from the kitchen just five minutes after he went in there, and announced that they were packing up. It was time to go home, but they were going to the Dominican Republic, so Carly could get a divorce from AJ.
As Carly was folding up Michael clothes and putting them into boxes, it hit her; she had no idea where AJ was, where he'd gone after she'd passed out. In fact, she didn't have a clue how she'd gotten where she was right now. How had Jason found her? He'd never explained that.
"Jason?" Carly called out.
Jason came into the room, "What?"
"How the hell did I get here? Where is AJ?" Carly demanded.
"I'll explain everything on the plane. And AJ's . . .AJ's been taken care of."
"Please say you just had him held by the police, and that he's back with the Quartermaines now." Carly begged, rubbing her temples.
"AJ won't be going home for awhile." Was all Jason said, then he walked out the door.
Jason answer infuriated Carly, but she took a few deep breaths, and resolved that she would find out what had happened to her damn husband once they were back in Port Charles. He might have knocked her around a bit, but that didn't mean that she still didn't care about him, you can't just turn those types of feelings off. Because, when he wasn't drunk, even though that wasn't that often anymore, the big hunk could be really sweet. [IThe AJ I'm picturing isn't that little weasel Billy Warlock, but that stud who played AJ before Billy, I miss Sean. (Sigh) so cute, why did he have to leave? I could always forgive him, all I had to do was look at his sweet face, and I'd forgive him . . . but alas, those days are over./I]
b** Three days later **/b
Jason watched Carly sleep while her hand rested on Maya, like she was protecting their daughter while she was sleeping. It was so sweet.
Jason just couldn't understand how AJ could ever hit Carly. Right now Jason was having a hard time believing that he could ever have even left Carly. What had possessed him to do that? It had to have been a moment of pure insanity. The only good thing that came out of him leaving was Maya, if he hadn't have left, who knew how long it would have taken him to realize how amazing Carly was. Jason was still a bit surprised on how quickly they'd been able to get Carly's divorce, but he made a few calls and was sure that it was valid. Carly was a free woman once more.
Jason looked at Michael, who was also sleeping, he made sure Michael was resting comfortably, and then he settled in for the long trip back home.
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Chapter 6 spoilers:
The Spencers find out about AJ's treatment of Carly.
Port Charles meets the full Morgan family, Jason, Carly (who's living in her own bedroom, but an honorary member), two year old Michael, and the surprise member Maya.
The Q's find out about the divorce, and Maya's true parentage.
I~ I know that this took a long time. And that it's a really short chapter, but my other fan fictions have been taking up most of my time, and I putting this out to appease all of you who need another chapter. I know what it's like to ache about not knowing what happens when someone creates a To Be Continued. So here it is. ~/I
Alterations
By Clover
Chapter 5
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The combination of Carly's injuries and the shock from seeing Michael for the first time in a year was way too much for her mind and body to handle. The room started spinning around her.
Then everything went black . . .
Jason stood there in shock. He'd never seen Carly faint. In fact, he couldn't remember ever seeing anyone faint.
Sonny also stood there for a second surprised, then hurried over to Carly's side. He tried to revive her but when that didn't work he scooped her up and laid her back onto the bed in Jason's bedroom.
Jason would have followed him, but he couldn't leave Maya alone, who promptly, at the disappearance of her mother again started wailing.
Jason set Michael down, and started the long process of undoing all the straps which held Maya in.
Michael toddled off to follow Sonny, he didn't know who the other kid was, but he did know that she was taking his daddy's attention away from him. He decided that he wanted to know who Sonny had carried into his daddy's bedroom.
Sonny was busy on the phone calling the doctor, so Michael slowly toddled over to the bed. He crawled up onto the other side of the bed, next to the person. Michael looked at her face, and was surprised, he knew that face, she was the nice woman who he dreamed of every night and when he napped. He knew her name, he just had to think of it, mima, no that wasn't it, mami, no, wait, he had it, mama. Michael still remembered little bits of Port Charles, and he strongly remembered his mommy. She used to help put him to bed, talk to him, and she had a nickname for him, Mr. Man. Plus Daddy had shown him pictures of her everyday and always told him that she loved him, but he'd always told him that Michael wouldn't see her for a very long, long time, he'd even said that last night. So why was she here? And what were those dark marks on her face and arms?
Sonny turned around and saw Michael staring at Carly. 'God,' Sonny thought to himself, 'Both of those kids are really aware of things. I think Michael might even know who she is.' Just after Sonny thought that, Michael gave Carly a kiss on her forehead, then climbed off the bed and walked over to Sonny. "Unca Sonny, that Mama. Right? Mommy?"
Sonny sighed, then bent-down and picked up Michael, "Yeah Michael. That's your mother."
"Why is she sleeping, it's daytime?" Michael demanded, "Is she taking a nap?"
Sonny smiled at Michael, "Yeah, she's taking a nap."
Michael looked at Sonny, then at Carly and squirmed. Sonny understood the boy's wishes, and set him back down. Michael toddled right back to the bed and crawled on it again, curling up right next to his mommy, putting his head on her shoulder.
After such a long time apart from her, Michael didn't want to leave her side.
Sonny watched the two for a moment and went back into the other room.
Jason was walking back and forth, soothing Maya, whose tears were now subsiding.
Jason saw Sonny watching him, "Do you know where Michael is? He's seemed to have disappeared."
"He's with Carly. Jason, it's the weirdest thing, he went in, looked at her for a minute, then asked me if she was his mama." Sonny explained.
"He knew her just by looking at her? I know that I showed him her picture everyday, but after about six months, it got a little ragged, so it's not exactly the best picture to look at if you want to recognize her."
"Well all I know is that right now he's curled up next to her with his head on her shoulder." Sonny told him.
"Why is he there?" Jason asked, not understanding.
"Jason, it's been a year, he has missed his mother. Don't you miss Emily?" Sonny asked him
"Yeah, so?" Jason replied, still totally clueless.
"Well multiply that times 100 and that's how Michael has felt. Carly is his mother." Sonny can't believe that he's actually speaking in Carly's favor. So he stopped, then sat down tiredly.
All Jason said was "Oh." He stood there comforting Maya, but watched the bedroom door, in deep thought.
b** Two hours later **/b
Carly slowly woke up, and saw it was dark out. It took a minute to realize where she was, and how she got there. Carly froze for a second when she realized that something was on her shoulder; she looked over and saw Ihim/I, her little boy.
Carly slowly moved the hand that had been resting behind her head to Michael and brushed a lock of strawberry blond hair out of his sleeping eyes. A tear ran down her face as she watched the little boy, she hadn't seen in a year, sleep peacefully by her side.
She fell back into a deep sleep with her little guy in her arms, something she'd been dreaming of doing for what had felt like a lifetime.
Jason looked in on Carly and Michael, and couldn't help but watch the two of them slumber for awhile. Even with Carly's injuries, she had Michael right next to her, in her bruise-covered arms.
Jason didn't have the heart to wake either of them up and put Michael in his own bed.
He just quietly pulled the extra blanket and pillow from out of the closet, and went back to the living room to sleep on the couch.
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AJ didn't know what the hell was going on. He had already destroyed the room, in anger.
"Just wait until I get my hands on you Carly, I'll make sure you never forget what happens when you tell on me. I'll make sure you pay. You thought what you got before was bad, just wait. I'll kill you." AJ screamed at the mirror, that he thought Carly was behind, even though in reality, it was just a normal mirror.
The bodyguards watched what was happening in the room via security camera in the ceiling, which blended right in, and couldn't believe what they were hearing. They realized however irrational their boss might have seemed before, he had definitely made the right decision in locking this guy up, whoever he was. If that woman had been left with that bastard she would most likely be dead by now, or wish she were.
Now they just wondered what their next set of instructions were going to be, for the time being however, they were ordered to wait until the guy had sobered up, and then they were to call Mr. Morgan.
b** The next morning **/b
Carly woke up, and was surprised to see that Michael was sleeping next to her, she'd thought it was all a dream. She smiled at seeing the sight.
Carly watched him sleep and studied his features and how much he'd changed. Michael was much bigger, his hair was blonder, and he was so tan. She could tell he was spending a lot of time in the sun.
Carly heard Maya fussing softly through the baby monitor, and got up, careful not to wake Michael. She followed the hushed sound and opened the door. She went over to the crib and picked up Maya. Carly carried Maya into the other room, and found Jason asleep on the couch. She watched him sleep for a minute, then got Maya's carrier and fastened her inside of it.
Carly glimpsed around, and searched until she found the kitchen. She placed Maya's carrier on the kitchen table, where she could keep her eye on her, and started breakfast.
Carly was surprised to find exactly what she needed in the cupboards and in the refrigerator. In the time Jason had been gone, Carly had learned to cook, and she had been surprised to discover that she was actually pretty good at preparing food. She was no Iron Chief, but who was?
Carly started the coffee, and poured some pancake batter onto a griddle, she checked on Maya, then went into the bedroom where she had stayed last night.
She woke up Michael, he was a bit sleepy, so she carried him into the kitchen. She put him into his high chair and strapped him in so he wouldn't fall out. Then put on his bib. She went back to the stove and flipped the pancakes just when they were perfectly golden on one side. She found another griddle and started some bacon. Then in another pan some cheesy scrambled eggs.
Soon she had a table of food; a big container of pancakes, a large plate of bacon, and a large dish of eggs. Carly cut up some pancakes and put butter and syrup on them then gave them to Michael.
Carly made sure both children were comfortable then went into the living room.
She kneeled down beside the couch. Carly watched Jason sleep for a minute. She couldn't help but run her finger along his jaw. She shook her head at the thoughts which ran through her brain, then gently shook Jason, "Jason . . . Jason, it's time to get up."
Jason groaned, a female voice was calling to him. He slowly opened his eyes, and saw Carly starring at him.
"Good morning Jason. It's time for breakfast." She informed him smiling. The goes back to the kitchen. Jason follows close behind.
Jason was shocked that Carly had actually cooked. He sat down then watched Carly and Michael eat for minute, then cautiously sampled some pancakes himself.
"Hey, these are good!" He commented in surprise.
Carly wrinkled her nose and jokingly glared at him, "Don't sound so surprised Mr. Morgan. I have many talents."
"I know you do Carly." He told her sincerely, "Trust me, I know." He finished under his breath.
b** 20 minutes later **/b
Carly did the dishes while Jason cleaned up Michael, who had syrup all over his hands and face.
"So, how are you feeling?" Jason questioned Carly, concerned.
"Just a little sore. It looks worse than it is Jason. AJ doesn't hit as hard as you think." Carly tried to joke.
"Why did AJ drink?" Jason asked suddenly, he'd been up late last night, trying to figure it out.
"Who knows." She answered him truthfully.
She turned around, looked at his questioning face and side. She signaled for him to sit down, and she sat down across the table from him.
She just hoped she could explain this, "AJ is an alcoholic, it's a disease, one that never goes away, and he was constantly battling. Once he started, I don't think he could stop, or that he wanted to. He hid it very well. Only Reginald and I know about his drinking." She paused for a moment, then commented in musing, "In fact the only good thing that's happened since you left besides Maya being born, was the Judge gave me, and me alone, full custody of Michael . . . . If you ever come back, the Quartermaines can never take him away. It was a permanent decision." Carly informed him.
"When did that happen?" Jason inquired, taken aback at the depth of Sonny's deceit.
"Well, I'm guessing that Sonny didn't tell you. But it happened when I was three months pregnant, so nine months ago. It's been clear for you to come home with him for that long. There are no charges against you, Emily's worried, and frankly, I miss you too. Will you please come home?" She pleaded, then got backup and return the sink.
Both stay silent for the remainder of the breakfast. Carly finished the dishes, then went into the other room with Maya to feed her, while Jason mauled over what she just told him.
"I think that Sonny's been keeping things from me." Jason declared to Michael. "I just don't know why Sonny didn't tell me."
"Why Sonny didn't tell you what?" A voice came from the kitchen doorway, which led out onto a porch that over looked the beach.
"Hello Sonny." Jason responded coldly.
"Alright, what's wrong" Sonny requested exasperatedly, as he stepped inside.
"Why didn't you tell me it was safe for me and Michael to come home?"
"What are you talking about?" Sonny asked.
"Carly has full custody of Michael, but you didn't tell me. Why?"
"Because it's still not safe, she would just take Michael away from you." Sonny insisted, still very untrusting of Carly.
Carly, who'd forgotten Maya's pafie in the kitchen, had just walked in and had heard what Sonny had said.
"That is the biggest load of bull shit I've ever heard." Carly exclaimed. "I would never take Michael away from his father! Where do you get off? Huh? What makes you think that you know what's best for everyone?! How do you even know what I'm really like? Do you even really know me? Who I am as a person?" Carly demanded.
Maya who was in her mother's arms got frightened by all the noise. Carly immediately started walking back and forth, trying to comfort Maya, fortunately it worked, and Maya fell asleep against her mother's shoulder.
"Jason, please take Michael out of his seat and take the children into the living room. I don't want them to hear what I'm going to say to Sonny." She ordered him through gritted teeth.
Jason nodded his head, knowing now was not the time to question her motives. He took Michael out of the highchair and set him on the floor. He withdrew Maya from Carly's hold then quietly went to the other room.
"I knew it." Carly said as soon as they were gone, "I knew that you weren't telling Jason anything. You knew that I had full custody of Michael. You knew Maya was Jason daughter, but you never even told Jason of her existence." Carly turned to face the window. "God, you make me sick. I cannot believe you."
"You would have just used the kids for your own purposes." Sonny told her arrogantly.
Carly turned around, her eyes flashing. Sonny immediately knew he'd gone too far, and that her Spencer Temper Fuse had been, lit, burned down, and the explosion was dead ahead.
"DON'T YOU EVER SAY THAT I WOULD USE IMY/I CHILDREN FOR SOME OBJECTIVE LIKE THAT! I could never, and would never use my children like that!" Carly screamed at Sonny, "I am not my father. I know what bad parents are like. My father was the worst. Daddy was addicted to gambling. Do you know what it's like to be five years old, wake up the day after Christmas all really nice toys and things you'd gotten the day before from your relatives are gone because your father took sold them so he could have money to place bets? Or how about this, when I turned seven, my father took me to the track with him for my birthday as a treat, and then used me as a marker for a bet! Which he blost/b, then he took off, leaving me stranded there. My mother was eventally called, and she had to give the damn bookie her wedding ring so she could get me back, we never even saw my father after that day. I never would, and I never could use my children as a source of power to get money or another person. I just wanted to secure a good existence for them, with a mother and a father. So that when Maya's 16, she doesn't have to work at a strip club, like I did when I was that age, because my Mama couldn't make enough money to put food on the table at her job as a secretary." Carly yelled, tears were running down her face. Carly wiped away her tears, her eyes flashed and coldly bore into him, "Do you actually think, that I could use my babies so I could get lots of money, or ruin someone's life? You make me sick."
Then Carly left the room, leaving a speechless Sonny starring after her.
Jason had heard the entire thing from the living room, he'd never heard about her father; Carly had never spoken about him. And she'd never told him about stripping when she was 16.
When Carly came into the room, Jason didn't say a word. They just silently changed places. Carly took over playing with the children, and Jason went into the kitchen.
"Sonny, I want to know why." Jason spoke quietly, startling Sonny, who thought he was alone.
"I told you why." Sonny answered.
"I know that. But I want to know why you didn't tell me about all the other stuff. Carly getting married, the baby, and only god knows what else. Is there anything else you haven't told me? What about Emily, how is she really doing? I want the truth Sonny. I want to know what's actually happened in Port Charles."
"Fine, let's see, Lucky's been living down the hall from the penthouses, he's working for us now. Emily's dating Lucky, no I have no idea how that happened. Ned married his manger, V Ardanowski, and turned his back on the Quartermaines permanently. He evened moved off the estate. Luke and Laura got a divorce. As you know I took back all my territory. And Robin's back from Paris."
Jason looked at Sonny in disbelief, "I can't believe you kept all that from me." Jason shook his head in disappointment, "Well, I don't keep things from you, so I'm telling you right now, Carly, the children, and I are going back to Port Charles. We're making a stop first; so don't expect us to be there by tomorrow. Good bye Sonny."
Sonny couldn't believe it; Carly had turned Jason against him. He was only trying to protect Jason, but maybe he hadn't been. What if he had just made things worse? Or really hadn't seen what he'd thought he had.
Sonny shook his own head, then pulled out his cell phone. He ordered for the jet to be fueled. They're taking off, going back to Port Charles as soon as Sonny got to the airstrip.
Sonny hung up, looked back at the doorway leading to the living room one last time, then left the room.
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b** 20 minutes later **/b
Carly was in Michael's room packing up the children's stuff. She was still in shock.
Jason had come back from the kitchen just five minutes after he went in there, and announced that they were packing up. It was time to go home, but they were going to the Dominican Republic, so Carly could get a divorce from AJ.
As Carly was folding up Michael clothes and putting them into boxes, it hit her; she had no idea where AJ was, where he'd gone after she'd passed out. In fact, she didn't have a clue how she'd gotten where she was right now. How had Jason found her? He'd never explained that.
"Jason?" Carly called out.
Jason came into the room, "What?"
"How the hell did I get here? Where is AJ?" Carly demanded.
"I'll explain everything on the plane. And AJ's . . .AJ's been taken care of."
"Please say you just had him held by the police, and that he's back with the Quartermaines now." Carly begged, rubbing her temples.
"AJ won't be going home for awhile." Was all Jason said, then he walked out the door.
Jason answer infuriated Carly, but she took a few deep breaths, and resolved that she would find out what had happened to her damn husband once they were back in Port Charles. He might have knocked her around a bit, but that didn't mean that she still didn't care about him, you can't just turn those types of feelings off. Because, when he wasn't drunk, even though that wasn't that often anymore, the big hunk could be really sweet. [IThe AJ I'm picturing isn't that little weasel Billy Warlock, but that stud who played AJ before Billy, I miss Sean. (Sigh) so cute, why did he have to leave? I could always forgive him, all I had to do was look at his sweet face, and I'd forgive him . . . but alas, those days are over./I]
b** Three days later **/b
Jason watched Carly sleep while her hand rested on Maya, like she was protecting their daughter while she was sleeping. It was so sweet.
Jason just couldn't understand how AJ could ever hit Carly. Right now Jason was having a hard time believing that he could ever have even left Carly. What had possessed him to do that? It had to have been a moment of pure insanity. The only good thing that came out of him leaving was Maya, if he hadn't have left, who knew how long it would have taken him to realize how amazing Carly was. Jason was still a bit surprised on how quickly they'd been able to get Carly's divorce, but he made a few calls and was sure that it was valid. Carly was a free woman once more.
Jason looked at Michael, who was also sleeping, he made sure Michael was resting comfortably, and then he settled in for the long trip back home.
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Chapter 6 spoilers:
The Spencers find out about AJ's treatment of Carly.
Port Charles meets the full Morgan family, Jason, Carly (who's living in her own bedroom, but an honorary member), two year old Michael, and the surprise member Maya.
The Q's find out about the divorce, and Maya's true parentage.