So I am always writting specs and have had many people ask if they could use the spec for a FanFic, well this time I decided to try my hand at my own Fic....This is my first attempt so um....be kind? It starts out ugly, I just hope the story finds its way to a brighter side.

New York City, Ny

 

The strobe lights were spinning and the music was turned up, as Jane began to climb the stage. She could remember the first time she climbed up on the chair lined circle, the nerves and fear. Then they announced her name over the loud speakers, informing the audience that “Angel” would be making her debut center stage. She remembered seeing the men that quickly filled those seats and the way she hesitated when she pulled off the first article of clothing as she strolled around the pole in the center. She could laugh about it now, now instead of seeing a group of strangers eyes peering upon her, she sees what kind of watches they are wearing and what type of bills they are holding. They aren’t strange men either, most of them she has names for, the construction guy who is more then willing to give away a weeks worth of pay in exchange for a few moments of your undivided attention, a clear view of your chest, and a squinty “come hither” look, there was the accountant, or so she assumed he was an accountant, bald, sweating and at the end of the day, all he is looking for is a cute girl to sit on his lap and tell him he is justified in his anger at his ex-wife who keeps trying to rake him over the coals. Men from all walks of life, all ready and willing to hand over their hard earned money for a chance to be near a woman. Jane couldn’t help but think of how simple the species really was, if only they knew they could move across the ocean and see what they pay her for free on nearly any beach. Well then she would go back to being hungry, homeless and indebted to Cathy.

 

It was 2 years ago that she woke up in the dim hotel room with no memory of who she was or why she would be dressed in a gown washed up on the riverbank. But that was exactly how Cathy found her, and lucky for Jane that she took mercy on her and brought her to the dank room she rented for her “special” clients. Unfortunately, Cathy had an adversion to policemen and hospitals. In her line of work, neither ever brought more than more suffering to her life, so this is where she stayed, until she was strong enough to leave in search of answers. Answers that had never come. No one recognized her, no one had reported a woman of her description missing and it was apparent no one was looking for her. So here she was “Jane Doe” an approximately 30 year old caucasion female, 5 foot 4 inches, with brown hair, and blue eyes. Although she couldn’t remember anything else, she knew it was strange to know nothing more about yourself then any store clerk could recall after a robbery. It made looking for a job quite tedious, but she had to eat and knew she couldn’t do that regularly without money, but most potential employers were looking for someone with experience, an address, phone number, heck she might have had a chance if she at least had a name. Again, she was lucky that Cathy had found her. She knew of an employer who could care less about anything other then a pretty face and a nice figure, which Jane could defiantly provide. “Perfect, pure, and innocent” that is what EJ had said when she walked in the door, it was he that gave her the stage name “Angel” and that with her white lingerie, small breasts and expressive eyes helped make her what she is today, one of New York City’s most sought after strippers. Perhaps it wasn’t the most glamorous job, but it paid the bills, paid for her courses at NYU and this is where her life had led her.

 

Port Charles, NY

 

Jason stood in the middle of chaos, there was no other way to explain it. Molly was fighting with Cameron, Michael was  fighting with Carly, Kristina was crying in the corner fighting with Alexis over why she was forbidden to see Ethan anymore,  Morgan kept turning up his video games in effort to wash out the voices around him, Maxie was pestering him over him ignoring some stupid tradition he really didn’t understand let alone care about, and Sonny wouldn’t stop calling his stupid phone. And in the middle of the chaos, sound asleep surrounded by his toy trucks was his son, Jacob Martin Morgan. No matter what he knew everything he would ever do from now on would be for him. He had already lived a hard life, harder then any child ever should. His father abandoned him as an infant, told his mother his life would be better without him and walked away. Then his mother died the night the Haunted Star sank. He would never understand how Lucky could give away these boys, but isn’t that what he had done? Why were his actions any more noble then Luckys’? Jason gave them up to be raised by their loving mother, thought they could all have a good life, a life with Lucky as their father and Elizabeth as their mother, in a big country house with a white picket fence. Lucky gave them up because without Elizabeth, the package wasn’t worth the cost for him. Raising 2 children that were not biologically his, limiting the women who wanted to be involved with him, causing distance between him and his father who though Lucky a fool for taking on some other mans burdens. The last was probably the biggest reason, sacrificing the relationship Lucky himself wanted with his father because he was weighed down and tied to PC because of Elzabeth’s children led him to drop them off with Audrey one day and never return. It was Audrey who contacted Jason and it was the faces of the 2 sad, abandoned children that led him to claim his son and his brother as his own. And now he was giving them what they needed, a mother. He wasn’t sure what Elizabeth would think of Sam becoming Mrs. Jason Morgan or becoming the mother of Cameron and Jake Morgan, he hoped she would understand and support his decision, or at the least understand his reasoning. But he doubted that, as there were many moments when he doubted the decision himself.  But he had made the choice, made the offer and Sam practically jumped for joy at the opportunity. Now he had to accept this is where his life had led him.


Edited 1 time by RTNStaff3 09/21/10 7:59 PM.