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Note: Port Charles has reached an important milestone. Pre-arc wise, we put together 47 episodes. Following the implementation of our arc format, we successfully wrote 139 episodes of "Secrets & Lies" and 100 episodes of "Endgame." After Tishy joined as PC's head writer, we realized that writing ours limited our storytelling and though we had the "arc" title for Endgame, we didn't limit ourselves just to that story. Beginning with today's episode, the arc stories are over, and will return to non-arc storytelling.
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Skye walked into the Gatehouse with a purpose and made a beeline for the opened wet bar. As her hands were shaking, she grabbed a hold of the decanter filled with vodka. She hesitated before she dropped a few cubes of ice in a glass tumbler, and poured over them a half a glass of Vodka. As she took a drink from the glass her hands wrapped firmly around the glass, tears began to fall. Life's been a real bitch to Skye lately. Alan's heart attack, the reveal of Monica's affair and Alan's most recent set back has been too much for her to handle. Such actions were more than enough reason for Skye to make excuses for her falling off the wagon.

“Damn them!” she cursed the family who drove her back to the bottle and she took the last swallow of vodka still in the glass.

She reached for the decanter once more, as she heard a knock on the door. “Go away!” she shouted towards the door in the hopes whoever it was would go away and leave her be.

“Skye, let me in!” the voice shouted back from the other side of the door.

She looked towards the door and put the drink down on the bar. “Jax?”

“Skye it’s Jax, let me in.”
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The scene fades to pitch black. Muffled voices are heard in the distance. Suddenly the picture begins to come into focus, hazy, but slowly into focus. The first person view shows a man's hand shaking pointing a gun at Lorenzo Alcazar. Lorenzo's voice is muffled, but it's clear he's pleading for his life. Sirens are blaring. It appears as if they're on the pier. Lorenzo denies having any wrongdoing, but the man refuses to believe it. The vision continues to get more hazy. The camera switches angles and it begins to pan up on the man. It's Sonny! Suddenly the roles are reversed. Sonny is the one being held at gunpoint. Lying in the PC harbor are the people closest to Sonny; Michael, Morgan, Kristina and Mike are floating face down. Sonny begins to spiral in a panic. As the camera begins to circle, he's seeing the faces of his murdered loved ones and the enemies he's made through the years. Sonny yells for the voices to stop. He puts his hands over his face. When he pulls away they're stained with blood. He turns to his left and finds Carly lying on the ground bloodied and bruised. He asks her what happened. She points to him and screams in pain. The man holding the gun on Sonny pulls the trigger on Carly.

Sonny yells out in anger and tackles the masked man. He punches him repeatedly in the face before pulling off his mask. When he does, the camera freezes on the face of the man…..SONNY! The clone Sonny has wild hair, dark bags under his eyes and looks very sinister. Sonny doesn't understand what's going on. Clone Sonny tells him everyone around him will die and it'll be all his fault. Their blood will be forever stained in his hands….and there's nothing he can do about it.

Thunder cracks across the sky, jolting Sonny from nightmare. It appears as if Sonny fell asleep in his chair. He heads into the bathroom and throws some water on his face. He heads into the bedroom and finds a blonde woman lying in his bed. He reaches and touches her shoulder. When her lifeless body turns over, it's revealed to be Carly! Her eyes spring open and she whispers "You did this to me." Sonny yells out again.

Thunder cracks across the sky, waking Sonny from yet another nightmare. Is he awake for real this time? Sonny gets up and looks terrified as he looks across the room. He calls for Max. Max enters and asks Sonny what's wrong. Sonny begins rambling about his dream before he realizes how crazy it sounds. Max suggests to Sonny to head upstairs and get into the hot tub, hoping it'll make Sonny feel better. As Sonny reluctantly makes his way upstairs, Max's brother Milo enters the room. He asks Max what's wrong with Sonny. Max tells his little brother that it's happening again. Milo looks confused. Max says Sonny is on his way to another breakdown, and this time it won't end well.
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She went to the door and opened it revealing her ex-husband standing on the stoop. “What do you want?” she said as she stumbled back towards the bottle of vodka waiting for her.

Jax noticed the opened bottle and went to grab it away from her. “No Skye, this is not the answer!" He exclaimed with his heavy Australian accent as he took it from her hands.

“Yes it is, damn it! Give it back!” She barked back at him and grabbed the bottle back.

“The answers are not found in the bottom of a bottle Skye, you know that. Just talk to me. Come sit down.”

She took a drink and staggered towards the couch. She flopped down on the couch and held up the glass towards him as if she was toasting to whatever she wished. “Here’s to …" she hesitated. “Here’s to a life that …. I have made a shambles of…,” she slurred.

“That’s not true.” Jax replied as he went to sit down next to her on the sofa.

“Sure it is … You should know better than anyone what a mess I made of my life, Jax. We were married and I even ruined that.”

“No, Skye you didn’t. I did.”

“Awe that’s sweet of you Jax, but I have a knack for making my own problems and tonight was no different. You see, Alan, my father, he’s in the hospital.”

“I know. I paid him a visit the other day. He's going to be ok.”

“He had a heart attack and … and they didn’t think he was going to make it.” She began to cry and Jax took the glass from her hand and set it on the table in front of them.

Jax realizes that nothing is going to stop Skye from doing what she wants to do. The only thing he can do is try to be there for her. “Oh I’m so sorry. Come here …” he said as he leaned her into him to comfort her. “I’m sure he’s going to be okay, he’s in very capable hands at GH.”

Her tears moistened his suit jacket as her head leaned against his shoulder. “I’m so scared Jax, I could lose my father and I don’t know what I’d do without him.”

“It’s going to be okay, Skye. You don’t need the alcohol."

“I don’t?”

“No, you have me. I told you I would always be here for you when if you needed me. You need me now Skye. What kind of friend would I be if I weren't?” He lifted her head with his hand on her chin and their eyes met. He slowly moved in towards her and his lips lightly brushed hers. She hesitated as her lips quivered against his, but it was only a brief moment before she gave into his kiss and they fell back against the sofa.

She didn’t know if it was the alcohol or her emotions that was drawing him to her, but she needed him, at least for tonight. She asks him if she's sure he wants to go through with this, and he says yes. Tonight is about being there for one another, in any way possible. Skye agrees and rips open Jax's shirt.

As the two of them caressed each other on the couch, they didn’t notice the car that had pulled up outside the gate house. As Lorenzo approached the front door, Jax began unbuttoning Skye’s white blouse to reveal her white lace bra. As their passion re-ignited on the couch in front of the fireplace, Lorenzo peered in through the window and saw something he wishes he hadn’t. He quickly went back to the car and sped away, leaving Skye in the arms of her ex-husband.
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Next…on Port Charles
- An angry Lorenzo returns to his home to find Anna waiting
- Jason gets a surprise visit from AJ