Title: "Between a Rock and a Hard Place"
Fandom: "General Hospital"
Rating/Classification: SAC, ficlet, Sonny/Jax, pre-slash.
Disclaimer: Nope. I don't own them.
Summary: Sonny+Jax and Sam+treasure. Perfection, right? A filler scene for the cave-in on Azure Key.
It feels like an eternity. You're suffocating, stuck tight in this cave and you know you're not the one with claustrophobia. But the dust is thick in your throat and you reek of sweat and you know that months trekking through the Outback is nothing compared to hours without water and fresh air. To hours spent with Sonny Corinthos.
He hates it, too. He rubs his thumb across his lip and watches you shove rocks aside, making no move to help. You want to wrench his hand from his face...you want to punch him repeatedly with it. For Brenda, for Carly, for Sam. For everyone you care for that he's hurt or used.
You thought he was out of your life. You thought you'd finally met someone he had no power over. You thought you *were* someone he had no power over.
You were wrong.
"Can't move any faster, CandyBoy?" he taunts.
"I said you could help," you shoot back, hefting a clod of dirt in his general direction. "You could try that, you know."
You wonder if this is just your life. The way it's supposed to be. You and Sonny. On a loop. Every few years you get a break from one another and then he shoots his wife in the head while you meet an avaricious beauty...and you're back where you began.
You and Corinthos at each other's throats. Of course, he can't even *reach* your throat. You chuckle, smug, as you toss a rock at him.
"Hey! Watch it!" He slices his hand through the air. Oh, so threatening. He's all of 5'5 and on an island with no guards. He's not terribly frightening. Not that he ever was. You were never scared of Corinthos. Never.
"Why are you still here, anyway?" you wonder. "Shouldn't you be at home with Carly and your new son?"
"Yeah." He squints at you. Like you're stupid. And then flashes that arrogant smile. "Couldn't resist the company."
More likely he couldn't resist the lure of treasure. Perhaps he and Sam deserve each other. You don't know why *you're* still here. Except that, as he pointed out earlier, you're the white knight. You do the rescuing. Even when the girl doesn't want to be rescued. Perhaps Sam and her dreams of riches deserve each other.
Which leaves you and Sonny together. Like always.
Maybe you deserve each other, too. He's not tall enough to reach your throat, but he's certainly short enough to reach your--
"Damn!" A sharp-edged rock slices your thumb. You suck on it, hard, and the tart-copper taste of your own blood is a welcome reality check.
An eternity. You've been on Azure Key far too long. You're starting to lose your mind. Because now he's watching you drag your thumb across your lip. And maybe he wants to punch *you* in the face repeatedly with your own fist.
"Damn," you whisper, again.
He's not tall enough to reach your lips.
But you...you can bend.
Suddenly, it takes far less time than you thought it would to clear a path to Sam.
January 15, 2004.