Stranded in Port Charles | By : sonnysangel Category: G through L > General Hospital Views: 2436 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Stranded in Port Charles
A General
Hospital fan-fiction
Disclaimer: Any characters appearing on General Hospital
are the sole property of ABC/Disney. I
do however own all characters created for the express purpose of this story.
Chapter Two
It was early
in the morning when the plane finally took off from JFK airport. With the threat of more snow in the forecast
for most of the eastern seaboard, he had had to wait six excruciating hours
before he was able to board the plane.
Finally, he settled into his seat.
He was on his way to rescue the woman he loved. Or thought he loved. He wasn’t exactly sure what he felt for
Stephanie, but he did know that she was special to him.
She was an
independent woman, unlike many women from his past. She didn’t often call him when she needed help, not that she even
needed help all that often. So he was
going to her rescue right away. Rescue. He smirked at the thought, knowing that she
would kick his ass if he ever thought that she needed rescuing from any man.
The light
above his seat blinked off and a voice came over the loudspeaker. “You are now free to move about the cabin.”
He unbuckled
his seatbelt and reclined his seat slightly.
Spending the night in the airport had been exhausting. Within minutes of closing his eyes, he was
asleep.
~~*~~*~~*~~*~~
Stephanie
opened her eyes slowly. Sonny was
sitting opposite her watching her sleep.
“Hey, you sleep okay?” he quietly asked.
She sat up on
the couch, pulling the blanket over her naked body. “What time is it?”
“A little
after seven.”
Stephanie
yawned. “I should get dressed,” she
said, reaching down to pick up her clothes on the floor. As she stood up, she wrapped the blanket
tighter around her body.
Sonny watched
her with an eagle eye. The blanket
hugged her body in all the right places.
As she passed him to retrieve her blouse, Sonny touched her arm. She stopped and he pulled her onto his lap. He kissed her as his hand traveled across
her body. Stephanie grabbed his hand,
stopping him from working it inside the folds of the blanket. “Sonny, don’t,” she said, softly, “We
shouldn’t.”
“Why not?”
His voice was husky with desire.
Stephanie
looked at him, unable to answer.
Luckily for
her, at that moment the phone rang.
Sonny smiled as he quipped, “saved by the bell.”
Stephanie
stood up to let him answer the phone.
As she continued to gather her clothing, Sonny retrieved his cell phone
from the table. “Corinthos.”
“Mr.
Corinthos, this is Stan.”
Sonny
gestured to Stephanie. Stan, he
mouthed. “Yeah, what do you got for me,
Stan?”
“The car is
fixed,” he replied, “it’s ready to be picked up anytime.”
“Thank you,
buddy,” Sonny told him. “I appreciate
your hard work.”
Ending the
call, Sonny turned to her. Raising her
eyebrows in question, she asked.
“Well? Is it ready?”
Sonny
nodded. “You can pick it up anytime.”
“Great,” she
said, “I’ll go get dressed now. Do you
mind if I use your shower?”
Sonny
grinned. “You want some company?”
Stephanie
laughed. “Maybe, maybe not.”
She scooted
upstairs, leaving Sonny staring after her.
Thirty seconds later, she called back down to him. “Sonny.
Get your ass up here!”
Sonny took
the stairs two at a time and entered his bedroom. Stephanie stood in front of the bathroom door naked. She grinned at him. “What took you so long?” Crooking her finger at him, she pulled Sonny
into a kiss. As they kissed, they moved
into the bathroom and stepped into the hot, steamy shower.
Sonny took
the body wash and squirted some into the palm of his hand. Rubbing his hands together to lather up, he
began massaging her back. He nibbled
her neck as he wrapped his arms around her middle and played with her
breasts. “You taste so good,” he
murmured.
Stephanie
turned to face him. As they kissed,
Sonny lifted her up and pressed her back against the wall, trapping her with
his body. Wrapping her legs around his
waist, Stephanie dug her nails into his back as Sonny began pounding his
manhood into her.
~~*~~*~~*~~*~~
It was past
eight a.m. when the plane landed at the PC airport. Albert strode through the airport on his way to baggage
claim. As a former resident of Port
Charles, he was familiar with the airport.
After picking up his bag, he walked outside and entered a waiting
taxi. He nodded at the driver. “Kelly’s Diner.”
As the cab
drove through the streets, memories began flooding his mind. When he reached his destination, he paid the
driver and stepped out of the cab.
Before he
opened the door to the diner, he looked in the window. He didn’t see anyone he recognized. Why should he, he realized, after all, it
had been twenty years since he left.
The bell
above the door chimed when he walked in.
The girl behind the counter looked up and smiled at him. Albert sat down at the nearest table and
stashed his bag underneath as she came over with a coffeepot.
“Coffee?”
Penny offered, turning over the cup on the table.
“Yes, thank
you.”
Penny laid
the pot on the table and pulled out her order pad. “Can I get you anything else?”
“No, not
right now, thank you,” Albert told her.
He paused. “There is something
else you could help me with, though.”
“Sure.”
“I haven’t
lived in Port Charles in a long time,” he began, “and I’m looking for a
friend. She had car trouble. Can you tell me where I can find a repair
shop around here?”
Penny listed
a few shops for him and offered him the use of the phone. He declined the offer and after finishing
his coffee, he laid a dollar on the table and grabbed his bag before heading
out the door.
He arrived on
the docks when he saw her. “Stephanie,”
he called out as he walked toward her.
Stephanie
turned around when she heard his voice.
“Albert?” she called out. She
couldn’t believe he was there. “What
are you doing here?”
It was then
that he noticed the man standing with Stephanie. When he turned around, Albert blanched. What in the hell was he doing with her? He wondered.
Sonny saw
Albert and recognized him. “Well, look
who we got here,” he smirked. “Blackie
Parrish.”
Blackie
reacted instinctively by coiling back and punching Sonny in the jaw.
To be continued…
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