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Title: A Future to Live For - The Sequel
Author: Jules
Feedback: JewlP@aol.com
Rating: PG to PG-13 at some parts, maybe
Category: Long
Type: Alternate Reality
Summary: This is more of a story, not how I want the storyline to continue, like the original AFTLF.
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10 YEARS LATER...
Jason is still working for Sonny. Courtney and Carly are closer than ever, and are still both married to Jason and Sonny & are perfectly happy. The Corinthos children are Michael, now 18, Morgan, 15, and Thomas, 10. The Morgan children are twins Emily & Mike, both 15. Emily (Jason's sister) broke up with Zander. Lydia divorced Nikolas (THANK YOU GOD! PLEASE HAPPEN IN THE ACTUAL SHOW!) and ran away with Lucky. Nikolas lost his fortune, but he works like a regular person and he married Emily, (WHICH ALSO NEEDS TO HAPPEN IN THE SHOW) who is now cancer-free. The couple are very close with Jason & Courtney.
Got it?
CHAPTER 1
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"Mom, is Dad home?" Emily Morgan asked, running down the stairs with her blonde hair flying and bright blue eyes sparking.
"Right here," said Jason, coming out from the kitchen with a beer in his hand.
"Oh, hey!" she ran over to him and gave him a kiss on the cheek. "I missed you!" Jason had just gotten back from the island, where he had been conducting some business.
"I missed you," he replied.
"And where are you heading off to?" asked Courtney, getting up from the couch.
"Me and Mike are gonna head out to the movies probably. If he ever gets down here," she replied, checking her makeup in her compact mirror as Jason rolled his eyes.
"You'd better not be going with any guys," he said.
"Relax Dad, it's just me and Mike, Lexa, and Bret. I don't have a boyfriend or anything." she retorted.
"Why don't you have a boyfriend yet? You're so beautiful, just like me." Courtney said, smiling.
"Ha, ha, Mom," replied Emily. "MIKE, LET'S GO!" she yelled up the stairs. "Besides, I'd want a guy who likes how I feel, not what I look like."
Courtney got serious and nodded as Jason put his arm around her. "You're also a sentimental shmuck, like your mother," he said as Courtney rolled her eyes. All of a sudden Mike came rushing down the stairs in a blur of cologne.
"Jeez, you practically drown yourself in that stuff! It smells like shiii...t..." Emily had already said it, she couldn't stop herself.
"Emily Caroline! Where did you get to talking like that?" asked Courtney.
"Um, from you guys, probably," said Mike. "And try spending a day in Port Charles High School." he added.
"Just don't say it again," said Jason. "And be careful."
"Cell phone?" asked Courtney.
"Yup." replied Emily.
"Money?"
"Yup."
"OK, be safe, have fun."
"Bye, Mom."
Courtney put her head on Jason's shoulder while their kids left the penthouse, talking all the way out to the elevator. "It smells good," Mike was saying as Emily shook her head and closed the door behind her.
"You know, I always dreamed of this kind of thing," said Courtney. "Making sure my kids are safe, knowing where they're going - the whole mother thing."
"Yeah, it's fun," added Jason.
"And one of the perks of their absence is that I get to spend more quality time with you," she said, taking a sip of his beer. He reached down and kissed her. The kiss grew deeper and he picked her up and carried her upstairs, her drinking the whole way up.
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Michael Corinthos ran down the stairs next door, almost running into his father.
"Where are you off to in such a hurry?" asked Sonny.
"I promised Kylie I'd take her out to dinner tonight. With college-searching and everything, I haven't really spent much time with her," he replied. "By the way, have you seen my car keys?"
"Oh, they're with me," said Carly, appearing from the kitchen.
"Uh, Mom, why were you in the kitchen and why do you have my keys? Last time I remembered, you were scared to death of driving, nevermind in an SUV."
"Nevermind about where I was or what my driving history is, but don't tell me you haven't forgotten what you did to Morgan," Carly replied.
"Um, just pretending to be her boyfriend on the phone - but was it really that bad?" he asked, shrugging his shoulders.
"Yes, it is, for reasons I can't explain. But you also took her makeup,"
Sonny rolled his eyes.
"Don't you roll your eyes at me, Mister, makeup is a vitally important product in a woman's life. So you," she said, turning back to Michael, "can walk tonight. It's beautiful outside anyways."
Michael sighed heavily and left the penthouse, slamming the door behind him.
"Don't you think that's a little harsh?" asked Sonny.
"No." Carly relied, simply. "By the way, have you heard from Morgan?"
"Oh - yea. She said that she caught up with Emily and Mike and some friends and they were going to the movies," replied Sonny, pouring himself a brandy.
"15 years old. Wow. It seems like she was just born yesterday - God, listen to me, I sound old," said Carly.
Sonny laughed as Thomas came running down the stairs. "Dad! My helicopter broke!"
"Well, bud, your birthday's coming up, so why don't you wait and see if you get a new one?"
"OK! It's only 6 days away, anyway."
"That's right," said Carly. "Now, it's time for you and Leticia to go to Greg's to play. Give Mama a kiss."
Thomas kissed his mother on the cheek just as Leticia was walking down the stairs. He ran into the kitchen to get his jacket.
"Leticia," said Sonny. "I just wanted to thank you for sticking with us all these years, with all three of them!"
"Yeah, we really appreciate it. I'm sure you'd want to spend more time with Reginald, now that you're married, but thanks for being here," added Carly.
"Oh! Really, you guys, I love it. It's not just a job. You guys are practically my family! I enjoyed being with the kids since, you know..." Leticia's voice trailed off as Thomas ran over to her and grabbed her hand, dragging her out the door. "Bye,"
"Bye," Carly and Sonny said in unison.
"That's so sad, that she can't have kids." said Carly.
"Yeah, yeah - it is." added Sonny.
"I almost forgot my new video game!" said Thomas, bursting back into the penthouse and running up the stairs. Carly and Sonny just laughed.
"By the way, Carly, what were you doing in the kitchen?"
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Hope you liked it! Sorry it wasn't TOO exciting at first. More to come. Feedback please! For the original AFTLF, I only got one e-mail. Please please please write! :o) ~Jules**
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