It was a
cold, crisp night and a heavy snow began to fall against the hard earth. Amongst the dark night stood a bright, shining star,
sitting vigil high above General Hospital, twinkling as though it were talking to the night sky. That same star was in perfect
view through the window just outside the NICU room.
Sonny hadn't realized where he was until he stopped in the
hall, taken back by the star and its dancing brilliance. Looking around as to see where exactly he was, his head turned left
and he caught sight of an angel. Alexis sat half on the rocking chair, half of the wooden roller that held her daughter's
warmer, her head positioned towards the face of her baby, and a delicate hand rested along side the unit. She slept peacefully;
content to be by her daughter's side. It was Christmas Eve, well into the evening and there was Alexis, protector and mother,
not leaving her daughter alone. Sonny expected nothing less.
As he watched her sleep, he was simply in
awe of her. All her life, she had been through hell, living in constant fear Helena, the woman who had taken her mother away
from her in cold blood. She had no father to look after her; the only love she received was from her brother, Stefan, but
now too, he was gone, pursuing his life somewhere in Milan. Sonny wasn't even too sure if he knew Alexis had a little girl.
He hoped so. As he thought about Stefan, his thoughts turned to Kristina, Alexis' sister, and his stomach dropped, knowing
that he had played a part at the hurt that Alexis felt over losing her newly found sister. They had been so close, and it
was so unfair to have that taken away from them again. Again. How many times did Alexis have to go through such pain
over losing someone? He knew what it felt like to have lost so much, and it wasn't right to have Alexis, such a beautiful
person, inside and out, to have to experience that. No one should have to.
But there she was, sitting
with her daughter as though none of that mattered. She still had so much love and caring, compassion, strength, and determination
in her. She would offer it all to little Kristina, and Kristina would know what it was like to grow up being loved. Alexis
was what every child should have for a mother, and Sonny felt proud to have once been so close to such an amazing woman, if
only for a short time.
A sudden movement caught his eye, so he quietly made his way into the room, careful as
to not disturb anything. Moving closer to the warmer where Kristina lay, he realized that the tiny movement had been Kristina's
tiny little hand. It looked as though she were just reaching out to her mother, letting her know that she was there. Already
Sonny could see these two special girls were connected, and it was something that would never be broken. He looked down at
Kristina and smiled.
"Do you know how lucky you are baby girl?" Sonny asked her in a small whisper. "You
are so lucky. You are going to grow up healthy and strong, and smart and beautiful, just like your mama."
the mention of her mama, little Kristina's eyes opened and looked at looked straight at Sonny. The eyes were dark and large,
and they took Sonny's breath away. She was beautiful.
A small sigh caught his attention and he turned his head
to Alexis. Deciding she didn't look at all comfortable, he gently went to lift her up and ease her back on the rocker. When
her hand fell off the warmer, she was immediately awake.
"Kristina?" She asked, slightly groggily, and worried,
eyes searching for her baby girl.
"Hey, hey, it's okay. It's just me. I'm sorry. I was just trying to make you
more comfortable. Kristina's fine." Sonny said, trying to reassure her.
Rising form the rocker, Alexis made
her way to the warmer to be sure that she was okay. Seeing her girl sleeping again, she allowed herself to relax. She turned
her attention to Sonny. "What are you doing here?"
"I was here earlier dropping some things off and came to
see Benny. I decided to take a walk afterwards and I ended up here."
"Oh. How is Benny?"
getting better. The doctors think he'll be home a little after New Years, if not before."
"That's good to hear."
Sonny nodded his head in agreement and the both silently turned their attention to Kristina, watching the small movement of
the rising and falling of her chest.
"Shouldn't you be at home Sonny, with Michael and your wife? It is Christmas
Eve and all." Alexis asked, somewhat distant.
want to have husband who no longer controlled everything and wasn't seen as the high lord crime boss anymore."
left the mob?" Alexis asked in astonishment.
"I prefer to call it the coffee import business," Sonny said, trying
to joke, but his tone suggested otherwise.
"I'm sorry, I know it must be hard for you."
I'm the one that's sorry. Look at what's happened to us, all because I let you push me away, all because of Carly. Carly's
return cost me a lot, but most of all it cost me you, Alexis. I saw your face the day I told you I could break you. I saw
that fear in your face and it makes me sick just thinking about it now. I promised myself that I would never willingly instill
fear in a woman, let alone you Alexis and for that I'm sorry. I won't ask you for forgiveness, I just want you to know I'm
sorry. I'll leave now, but take care of that little miracle." Sonny gave a small smile and made his way towards the door.
Alexis stood there dumbstruck for a moment at the words that Sonny just told her. Clearing her throat of the
lump that had formed, she found her voice and called out to him, "Sonny! Wait!"
He stopped on his tracks, his
heart skipping a beat at hearing her voice telling him to wait. He turned back to face her and their eyes met for the first
time. Soulful eyes held hopeful ones, the chocolate stare holding more feelings in that single moment than any other words
"I hate this."
"No, I mean I really hate this. As much
as I want to, and need to move on, inside it still hurts and I can't do that anymore. I need some sort of closure, or at least
know where I stand with you. It can't be like the way it was. It's not fair to either of us."
"I know I know
it's not, but that's okay. We can take it slow, like a dance. It's what you and I do best."
"Sonny, it's not
"It is Alexis, it is. Look we're doing it right now; we're talking - civil - to each other."
just so tired of all the hurt and pain and uncertainty between us. Can you honestly stand there and promise me it won't be
like that anymore?" Alexis asked in a small voice.
"I promise. Cross my heart and hope to die." Their eyes connected
once again, but were quickly drawn to the slight movement made by a tiny little hand. Alexis let out a small laugh and smiled
down at her daughter.
"I think she feels left out." Sonny smiled and nodded in agreement.
Alexis looked up at Sonny and watched him watching Kristina. Her heart panged with guilt at what she
was denying them. Sonny was a good father to Michael, so what would be different with her baby? What was stopping her from
telling him? Was it the fear of the unknown of how Sonny would react and the consequences that would come with the aftermath
of the truth? Maybe he would rip Kristina away from her and never let her see her little girl. Or perhaps he would be a wonderful
father and they could works thing out in a rational manner. But watching him now his eyes told the story. She had two choices
and she made up her mind.
"Would you like to hold her?" Sonny's head snapped up, looking at Alexis, not quite
sure he heard her right.
"Really?" Alexis nodded her head, giving him a quick smile, satisfied with her decision.
Ten Minutes Later
Sonny came back into the room and all scrubbed and ready to go. "You're
He slowly made his way to the warmer, stopping when he reached the
front of it. Briefly glancing up, his eyes caught sight of the clock and he took in the time, 12:04. Christmas. He looked
to Alexis, who stood by his side; to make sure this was really was happening. She gave him a reassuring nod and he slipped
his hands inside. Very carefully he laid one hand upon her tiny stomach while the other rested upon her head. Feelings Sonny
had never felt before began to overwhelm him and it was the greatest thing he had ever felt. Tears slipped down his cheek
and he felt Alexis' hand upon his shoulder.
"Merry Christmas, Alexis," Sonny choked, looking from Kristina then
to Alexis who now too, had tears running down her face.
"Merry Christmas, Daddy."
leaped at hearing those three words. At that moment, he realized had the whole world with him in that small room. He was holding
his child, his daughter, for the first time and he had his best friend back. It was the best gift any man could receive. It
truly was a Christmas Miracle.