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Susan Sontag, from As Consciousness Is Harnessed to Flesh: Journals and Notebooks 1964-1980

(Rescue Me- Chapter One)

Johnny’s eyes scanned the room of The Metrocourt dining room, after Sonny’s shocking news had been spewed. Claudia was his mother? Why wouldn’t she tell him this? It would explain a lot of things in his life that didn’t make sense but, Johnny was hurt that Claudia didn’t think enough of him to tell him herself. Instead, her husband had to make a big fucking show of it. On his birthday.

“What the fuck is wrong with you? I know Corinthos is being himself but, you were comfortable with hiding this from me for twenty-six years? What the fuck, Claudia? Why not be an adult and tell me yourself? Happy fucking birthday to me! Right? I’ll never have a good fucking birthday.” Johnny snapped at The raven haired woman standing beside Sonny, venom in his tone.

“John, you don’t understand what it was like! Please, just let me talk to you about it. In private. Not here. Not like this. I know you’ve got every right to be mad at me but, at least hear me out.” Claudia begged, hoping that he would.

“No, I don’t wanna hear anything you have to say. Not right now.” Johnny scoffed, completely done with this night.

Across the room, Lulu Spencer stood with a champagne flute clutched tightly in her hand…Logan Hayes next to her.

“You don’t need to concern yourself with Zacchara. He’ll be fine.” Logan’s voice whispered in her ear but, she couldn’t believe that. Not after what she just saw.

“No. Johnny needs someone right now, it’s not good for him to be alone right now.” Lulu argued, she didn’t see Johnny much anymore but…he would always be important to her.

“I don’t know why you always wanna fucking argue.” Logan harshly murmured, taking a drink of scotch.

“I’m just trying to be there for a friend…whys that a big fucking deal? Why is everything a problem to you? Fuck this, I’m out of here. I’ll call you in the morning, dipshit.” Lulu snipped having just about enough of Logan for the night, her stilettos clicking against the ballroom floor as she left the hotel.

“I can’t believe him. Johnny and I haven’t been together almost a year and a half and he still doesn’t trust me? I don’t know how much more I can take. Ugh, where the hell are my keys? Why can’t I ever find anything in this damn saddle bag?” Lulu speaks to herself, becoming increasingly annoyed as she searched through her purse.

“A lovely lady like you shouldn’t be walking alone at night. Don’t you know that’s dangerous?” Came a low chuckle from behind her.

“Who’s there? I’m warning you I’ve got a gun! Don’t make me use it!” Lulu sounded stronger than she felt-okay, she didn’t actually a gun either. Ethan was always telling her to buy one but, she kept putting it off because she didn’t know what to get.

“Oh darling dear, you don’t know who I am. But you will…after this you definitely will.” A male voice crooned to her, geez…and she thought Anthony Zacchara was what nightmares were made of! Who the fuck was this man?

“Anthony?” Lulu winced, knowing that it wasn’t Johnny’s grandfather but praying her intuition was wrong.

“Hardly. I’m much worse than Anthony Zacchara. I’m powerful, I make things happen unlike that old geezer.” The mysterious man scoffed.

“Aren’t you the same age? You sound ancient.” Lulu rolled her eyes, why was she being sarcastic right now?

“You’re going to regret that. Maurice, Alex, Lita! Come!” The man snapped, as three masked figures surrounded Lulu.

“Deal with this bitch. I don’t want her dead…yet. We have to keep her breathing, but please do rough her up for me. I have to get home, us old men do have a bedtime, you know.” He chuckled darkly, before throwing Lulu on the asphalt face first and the others started kicking her in the ribs.

“Me and my big mouth…”Lulu thought to herself, as she began to lose consciousness, rain pouring down on her bloodied body.

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( Rescue Me- Chapter Three)

“I don’t know honey, I’m sorry.” Johnny sighed, he had no idea why Lulu would have ever went back to Logan but…it was none of his business.

“You two have a fight?” Ethan rose a brow.

“I wantEd to check on johnny, and Logan started a whole argument about one thing. I just went out the door because I was completely done with him in that moment…I couldn’t find my keys. I was distracted…I gave them the perfect opportunity to abduct me, but they left me alive. They’re toying with you, Johnny.” Lulu sighed, realization coming over her features.

“We need to figure out where the fuck they are, because who’s next? Lovett? Abby? Spinelli? Kristina? Michael?” Johnny listed off the people he cared about.

“I don’t know but, I have a favor to ask.” Lulu looked from her ex-boyfriend to her brother.

“Anything.” Shoots out of Johnny’s mouth.

“Dude, what if she asked you to fuck a horse? Would you do that?” Ethan looked at him.

“Why would you’re sister ask me to fuck a horse? That makes no sense. You’re stupid and I hate you.” Johnny rolled his eyes.

“Just saying.” Ethan shrugged.

“I was going to ask if I could stay with you guys. I’m just not sure I feel safe staying by myself right now, and obviously Logan’s not going to protect me. I need a gun, too.” Lulu tried not to laugh.

“Of course, you know there’s always room for you at The Penthouse. I don’t feel right with leaving you unprotected…with us is probably the safest place for you. That’s no problem, we’ve got a million of ‘em lying around. How’s that ambulance coming, Lovett?” Johnny wonders why he hadn’t heard any sirens.

“They said they were on there way like, fifteen minutes ago. How’s you’re face?” Ethan was concerned.

“It stings a little but, the blood is mostly dried. More than anything, I just need my face cleaned up and a shower.” She admits, as Johnny helps her to stand.

“I can call Abby and have her bring you some stuff until we can get some stuff from you’re apartment. You probably don’t wanna talk to Hayes right now.” Johnny suggested, helping her to walk to the car.

“That would be great, thank you. I really don’t wanna see Logan right now. I think I need a few days. I don’t know what I would have done if you guys hadn’t of shown up.” Lulu was honest, as Johnny held the door open for her.

“No problem, Lu. Don’t thank me yet, I haven’t tracked down the fucker who did this to you.” Johnny chuckled, shutting the door behind her and the two got in.

“Don’t go to sleep, wouldn’t want Zacchara to be forced to perform mouth to mouth.” Ethan smirked, always good for a joke.

“Haha.” Lulu rolled her eyes.

“Don’t threaten me with a good time.” Johnny smirked, only half joking.

“Oooh you’re in trouble.” Ethan smirked, as Lulu’s mouth hung open in shock.

“You’re a jerk!” Lulu laughed, hitting the back of his head.

“You’re sister is abusing me, make her stop. I’m driving.” Johnny smirked, pretending as if Lulu wasn’t here-one sure way to irk her nerves.

“JOHNNY STOPPPP!” Lulu whined, poking out her bottom lip like she always had when they were dating.

“Baby, don’t do that.” Johnny groaned, both ignoring his slip up-Ethan heard it crystal clear though. When they got to the apartment, Lulu headed to the bathroom to take a shower as Johnny sat at his desk.

“You called her a term of endearment, you know.” Ethan calls out.

“I did not.” Johnny rolled his eyes.

“Did so.” Ethan wasn’t letting this go.

“Lovett, we have bigger fish to fry than whether I misspoke or not. We need to find Angelo Vercetti. I don’t know if the whole family is in town, or if it’s just him and his lackeys.” Johnny gave Ethan a look, as there was a knock on the door.

“It’s probably just Abby.” Johnny opened the door, to reveal a short older Italian man, dressed in a grey suit and hat.

“Hello John, how are you?” He smirked, before Johnny swung at him…knocking him down.

“Good. How are you? Fucking prick…”

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(Rescue Me- Chapter Two)

“What does she wanna fuck with that smug motherfucker for anyway? Johnny kissed Maxie, they broke up. Lulu said it herself, it’s been a year.” Logan Hayes mumbles, drunk off his ass as he usually was.

“What’s her name? I’ve gotta tell you man, hitting the bottle does nothing for you but cause pain.” Came an unfamiliar voice.

“And just who the fuck might you be? This hotel has a no trespassing law! I’ll report you!” Logan threatened, whirling around to look to see who the voice belonged to.

“AJ Quartermaine. Please don’t, I definitely don’t feel like fucking with Carly right now. Ugh, I can’t stand that bitch. AJ, be nice. Carly is the mother of you’re child.” AJ forced himself to not talk as badly as he wanted to.

“Her name is Lulu, I’m sure being a Quartermaine you’ve heard of her. So what if her ex just got his whole world blown apart? That’s nothing to do with her.” Logan gave him a wary look.

“Ahh yes, Luke’s baby girl. I’ve never gotten the opportunity to meet Lulu but, Emily thought a lot of her. Jason too. I know what it’s like to have you’re whole world ripped to shreds, don’t kick a guy when he’s down. Scott Baldwin’s kid. Right?” AJ snickers to himself, recognizing this selfish behavior. This used to be him, boy had he learned.

“Why haven’t I heard of you?” Logan snapped, annoyed at how this man was reading him.

“That’s because I’m supposed to be dead but, Sonny couldn’t finish the job. Just like he could never finish off Carly, probably why she kept hopping on mine and Jason’s dicks. Not that it’s my business but, who is Carly trapping now?” AJ smirked, amused.

“Carly’s been married to Jax since 2006, I don’t see how that’s important. Do you even know Johnny Zacchara? Why are you on his side? I can tell you for a fact, Lulu is anything but lovely.” Logan snapped.

“It isn’t, but I’ve been in hiding for at least a decade. I have a serious amount of catching up to do. The name doesn’t ring a bell…should it? I’m not on anyone’s side, I’m just calling the shots like I see ‘em, big spender. If that’s how you feel about the woman you’re choosing to spend you’re time with, I feel very sorry for you. No woman deserves to feel that way from a man who’s supposed to love her. I was a horrible man when I was alive-well I’m not dead but, I’m coming back to right my wrongs. I want to get to know my son. I want to be sober and find love. I miss my mother. I know there will be a fallout but, I’m willing to risk it. You’re hurting that woman more than you know.” AJ didn’t know Lulu but, knew Logan’s type almost too well. AJ felt sorry for the woman, he really was trying to be better.

“Yeah, no shit. I hit her every night-strike her down. I force Lulu to fuck me even when she doesn’t want to. I can do anything and she’ll apologize…I’ve truly broken her down to nothing. Lulu needs me.” Logan smirked in satisfaction, as if this fact thrilled him.

“Prick!” AJ gasped, swinging his fist and knocked Logan into the wall as the punch connected.

“Zacchara, wait up!” Ethan Lovett jogged to catch up with his best friend, worried.

“You knew I wasn’t going to leave without you.” Johnny attempts at a chuckle, but it didn’t quite sound right.

“I know you must be going through it right now…I’m sorry Mate. I’m here if you need to talk. You know that.” Ethan sighed, as they both walked out of the hotel and into the room.

“Thank you, Lovett. That means a lot. I hope you know the same goes for me.” Johnny smiled, as the rain poured over them.

“You coming?” Ethan called out.

“Wait. I think I see someone on the ground. Am I tripping?” Johnny squinted towards the back alley, swearing he could see a female body laying behind the building.

“No. No, I see it too. Let’s go check it out.” Ethan nods, as both men rushed over. The female lay on her stomach, unconscious.

“Miss? Can you hear me?” Ethan asked, clearing his throat.

“Help…me. Bad people…worse than Anthony. Who’s…there? I can’t…fucking…see.” Came the struggled words of the woman.

“Worse?” Ethan and Johnny asked, looking at the other.

“Don’t just stand…with you’re…dicks in you’re…hands. Help. Lulu. You know…me.” Lulu struggles to make sense. Johnny gently turns her over to see crimson blood gushing down her face, setting her up.

“Im calling 911, you need treatment immediately. For fuck sake.” Ethan dialed the number on his phone.

“Lulu, do you know who attacked you? You said that the man was worst than Anthony. I just don’t know who that could be. I know Corinthos wouldn’t hurt you, neither would Morgan. Lovett and I wouldn’t either. Did he say anything?” Johnny crouched down to her level, wiping away the blood from her eyes with his coat.

“He didn’t say his name. Same age as Anthony. Italian. Oh, he said the names Alex,Maurice and Lita. I guess, his lackeys? I don’t know.” Lulu named off any details she could remember.

“I think I know exactly who attacked you…but the question is, why? Why would Angelo attack you? What the fuck is going on?” Johnny scoffed, shaking his head.

“You know him? Who is he?” Lulu asked.

“My godfather. Anthony and Angelo grew up in Rome together, they were childhood best friends. I haven’t seen any of his family since I left Rome when I was fifteen. This was a message-I just don’t know what he’s trying to say. If he wants to say something, be fucking direct.” Johnny explained, his tone darkening.

“Why am I surprised? Logan didn’t even care enough to come after me. When will I learn? Why don’t I ever learn?”