The Funeral

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<< standing tall and elegant, Morgan dwarfed alot of the women and some of the men with her stature...her gucci sunglasses hid her eyes and cast an air of mystery about her face..concealing her identity so as not to unintentionally steal alexis' thunder...but not only that..she just didnt want to make eye contact with people whom she had no clue of...she was still struggling herself. >>

<< Morgan had not noticed Cameron's arrival...which was a good thing asshe and Alison seated themselves on the same side as Alexis' family...sitting midway among the pews on the end of one...both looking chic and cutting edge with a look of elegant disdain. Nodding occasionally to anyone that stared at them long enough. it was clear these two women were NOT from around these parts.>>

<<leaning over to Alison and whispering>>: what do you think about this crowd? i've got a bad feeling all the way around....

<< before she or Alison could continue the discussion, the doors SLAMMED SHUT...and as everyone, including Morgan and Alison turned to look back...there stood Helena...both Morgan and Alison had a look of contempt on their faces>>
 
Standing before everyone, Helena looked very domineer and elegant...however her beauty couldn't mask her cold expression on her face. Dressed in a simple form fitting black dress that went to her knees, and a dark red knee length jacket, Helena stepped forward eyeing the people within the church. She noticed Cameron and narrowed her eyes. Shifting from Cameron to two very "Bond" like woman...it was indeed Morgan and Alison. Although she was displeased with all three of their presents, her expression did not change. However, once her eyes came upon Alexis..there was a sign of life. A single brow lifted as did her chin. Walking down the aisle toward the front of the church, she finally reached Alexis.

"I must give you credit, Alexis. I never imagined you would actually have the nerve to show up here today."

Alexis stared blankly at Helena. She stayed calm and collective...something she hadn't been since she found out AJ had died. Yet Emily, refused to stay quiet.

Emily: "Go to hell, Helena. Don't you own it? Alexis has as much right to be here as you do."

Helena glanced up at her rebellious niece, rolling her eyes. Flicking her head to the side, allowing her styled blonde locks to move past her shoulders, a hint of amusement could be seen on Hel's face.

"Well, if it isn't Saint Emily to the rescue. Shut your mouth, this doesn't concern you."

Emily glared at Helena, taking Alexis' hand. Dillon too was looking rather irritated at his mother. Of all days for Helena to cause a scene, she decides to do it at AJ's funeral.

Spectator's looked on, watching Helena confront Alexis. They all knew Alexis' wasn't Helena's favorite person, but didn't have a clue why. Alexis was well liked in Port Charles...by most. But everytime Helena and Alexis were in the same room together, it was a massive explosion of fireworks. Letting Emily's hand go, Alexis stood, eye to eye, with Helena. Helena glared straight through her.

"I'd leave immediately after the service if I were you. You don't want to be the thing that goes BUMP in the night."
 
"You know...you're the human equivalent of fingernails on a chalkboard."

- A familiar voice said from behind Helena. Helena turned around eyeing Jax Cortlandt, Alexis' latest ex husband. Jax stood at 6'4 dressed in a clean cut black Gucci suit, tailored to fit him perfectly. His subtle Australian accent made his harsh words toward Je;ema seem light hearted and funny; yet he was compeltely serious. -

- Jax and Alexis were married for no longer then five months before they were divorced. Jax was the one husband Alexis actually loved completely. They were both still close friends, thus Jax stepping in and knocking Helena off of her high horse and stopping Helena's outburst. -

"Why don't you sit down and save this for another time, Helena. This is your nephew's funeral."
 
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Glaring at Jax, Helena huffed, showing how truly annoyed she was. Sharply turning away from him, she pushed past Alexis and made her way to the far end of the pew, away from everyone. Sitting down, Edward looked to Helena and simply sighed. He could never control his daughter, no matter how hard he tried....yet he still loved her. Despite her flaws and her black heart.

Edward: "You and Alexis can kill each other on your own time. Just sit down and be quiet."

Well, Edward was never really the one for comforting words. He was very tough on Helena....this probably being the reason why Helena was so cold toward everyone else. She always wanted her father's approval, yet never seemed to get it. Edward was a stingy old man, only loving the aspect of having a "powerful" family and money. He was never the grandfather you would go fishing with and tell your problems to.

Helena looked to Edward and sighed. He was the only family member she would actually listen to. Well sometimes. Even Edward couldn't control Helena on a bad day. Crossing her legs, Hel's sat back and rested her hands on her lap. Looking toward Jax and Alexis she rolled her eyes before turning her attention back to the front of the church. She would finish this later.
 
:: Hearing Jax's voice, Alexis tilted her head to the side, looking past Helena to see her ex husband. A small smiled appeared on her lips as she watched him. He was a very handsome man, but what made him even more desirable was the fact he was extremely smart and business savvy. He came from a very wealthy family, therefore money was never a concern for the Aussie. Yet he still worked. He enjoyed the cut throat business world, and he could be just as ruthless to others as he was in the office. ::

:: Watching Helena walk past her and sit down, she turned to Jax, again smiling softly. ::

"Thanks for coming.."

:: She said softly. ::
 
::seated right beside Morgan, the two women were at the end of a pew that was mid way on the left side of the sanctuary. The two women definately looked like they had just stepped out of a spread for glamorous, chic super spy models and Alison noticed that others..mostly men were starring at them both.::

:: crossing her leg...as she carefully examined the beautifully done obituary, Alison leaned over a bit as Morgan whispered to her. she turned..her flawless, sleek, middle parted bob flowing with her head turn as she too fixed her eyes on Helena.::

::Alison and Morgan both GLARED at Helena with contempt...they would both readily fight her right here and now IF there wasnt a funeral going on..::

::whispering to Morgan:: look at her face! clearly the punch you gave her must have been healed by some other means....she's got some type of power...something to do with shape shifting...i sense that. but i dont see her doing anything to Alexis within any IMMEDIATE time threads. we just have to be ready for the immediate fall out from the funeral.
 
<< Morgan watched with Alison as these events unfolded...she too crossed her legs and placed her purse in her lap...her high hemlined skirt revealed a tantilizing view of her long flawless legs as she tapped her high heels against the back of the pew in front of her absent mindedly>>

<< Guardian gently touched her leg to get her to stop...as the sound echoed in the church>>>

<< whispering to Guardian>>: are my eyes deceiving to me...or is that CAMERON KING back there!? how the HELL did he get here...and more importantly WHY is he here!? he'll ruin EVERYTHING!

ill open a disc an shunt him right out of here!

<< she paused...realizing that mostpeople here might now be aware that she and alison were witches and she didnt want to cause a panic...she didnt want to make this any harder than it already was... she slowly turned around and glanced around the room>>

<<whispering still>>: look at all these people...and Helena....she seems to be the bane of most people's existence here...i realllllly hope she gives me a reason to jump up and deck her in the face...AGAIN!
 
::Guardian looked around as well....but she was agitated by something other than her brother. Adrian Lockhart, who was supposed to be here, was nowhere to be found. worse yet Haleigh Davidoff was on her way...and Alexis did NOT need another shock right now. Alison shifted a bit in her seat even as the tension in the sanctuary mounted...::

::whispering to Morgan:: we've got a bigger problem. Haleigh is on her way here....i know that you know she's alive. I saw her too..she's got a new body....but her soul and her memories are in tact. Alexis isnt aware of this yet..and she DOESNT need to be confronted with it now. her psyche is fragile enough as it is.

i see things going from tense to BAD really fast if Haleigh shows up and does something stupid...in which case..i may have to temporal freeze EVERYONE here while you dispatch Haleigh with a disc and cast a memory spell.

to be honest..everything is very clouded and muddled right now..almost as if i could PICK anything to happen and it well rather than the time threads being clearly laid out. No doubt it has something to do with Helena...but for the IMMEDIATE moment...things should be fine.
 
- He eyed Helena as she made her way past Alexis and to her seat. Smart move on her part. Looking back to Alexis, he smiled reassuringly as he took her hand. ::

"Don't worry about it, Alexis."

- Walking forward, he proceeded to lead Alexis back to her seat. Emily scooting to the side making enough room for him to sit down next to Alexis. Finally sitting, he continued to hold onto her hand as the church grew silent. -
 
:: Grasping onto Jax's hand, she held on tightly as she took her seat. The minister stood tall for a few minutes, allowing the soft murmurs of the crowd to subside. And then the service began... ::

Minister: "We are gathered here to pay last respects to Alan James Quartermaine Jr, AJ. A son, brother, cousin, father, and friend. We are stunned by his death, but find comfort in knowing that AJ has moved on. He's in a better place now."

:: Pausing for a moment, the minister looked down at the Quartermaine family which lined the first row of pews. ::

Minister: "On behalf of the family, Alexis Quartermaine, AJ's younger sister, would now like to say a few words in memory of her beloved brother."

:: Parting her dry lips, Alexis stared blankly at the large portrait of AJ that was placed aside of his coffin. Gripping Jax's hand, Alexis soon stood from the pew and slowly made her way up to the podium--her heals the only sound that could be heard in the entire building. Rounding the podium, she looked to Helena who seemed relatively calm at the fact the family nominated her to speak on behalf of AJ. ::

:: Unfolding a cream colored piece of paper, Alexis looked down at the words that she had written just a few hours prior to the funeral. The words were cold....with no emotion. She wrote what she thought she HAD to write. What she thought her family would want her to write. As she lifted her eyes from the piece of paper, Alexis slowly began to crumple it into a little ball--the sound of the paper crushing within her hand echoing throughout the church. ::

"I spent a long time putting these words together. They're all about a wonderful man on the verge of a brilliant life.....The only problem is...he never existed. So, I'm about to tell you all about the real AJ Quartermaine."

:: Gripping the ball of paper within her hand, she rested both hands on the cool wooden surface of the podium before continuing on. ::

"AJ was complicated. He could be a real pain. He made some serious mistakes, as we all have. But I have to admit that he was a first-rate partner in crime....as I’m sure a lot of you here know who are familiar with our various escapades. But despite all of that conniving, there were really only one things that AJ wanted in this life--to be a Quartermaine.....He wanted your love, your respect, your approval. And who knows, had he lived, he might just have turned out to be that son that you all wanted. I know he never stopped trying."

:: Pausing Alexis looked down away from the crowd of people. Her hands were shaking slightly, but fortunately for her, they were hidden from sight. ::

"AJ was a drunk."

:: Shaking her head. ::

"He certainly wasn't alone in that. Like a lot of members of this family, he struggled with the disease. Sometimes he won.....Other days he drank. But he never, EVER judged anyone for having the disease of addiction. In fact, the only person that AJ ever seemed to criticize, and sometimes too harshly, was himself."

:: Alexis' voice began to crack, indicating she was becoming emotional. ::

"AJ just wanted to be a good son. But overall he wanted respect. He certainly never stopped scheming of ways to do so, partly to impress you, Edward....partly to carry on the Quartermaine name. But mostly, AJ just wanted to be a good son...nephew.....brother."

:: A visible tear could be seen dropping from her blue eyes and down her cheek. Yet Alexis stayed composed. ::

"I know that AJ made some terrible choices in his life...and I think the choice that he probably regretted the most was that night that he drove drunk with his brother in the car. That was a terrible price that Jason paid, and AJ just walked away without a scratch."

:: Mostly all of the Port Charles citizens knew what Alexis was talking about.....but for those who had accompanied her today, were gaining great knowledge to who Alexis was, and who were family was. Jason suffered brain damage after AJ crashed his car into a tree....Jason was unable to remember his past, thus changing him entirely. He was distant from the family; never really accepting the fact he was a Quartermaine–wanting to live a different life. AJ felt utterly responsible for this entire ordeal...and never forgave himself. ::

"But, you know, I really think AJ never really walked away from that crash at all. I just--I really pray and hope that he has now..."

:: Alexis' eyes were glazed over with tears as she looked down upon her family. Emily was quietly crying, Dillon was in a daze, Edward looked guilt stricken....and Helena. Helena sat there without a hint of emotion to her. Looking back up at the crowd, Alexis put her finger up indicating she had one last thing to say. Her voice still cracking...still pain stricken. ::

"Oh. One more thing. He loved you, despite all the mistakes made on both sides. He really loved you more than you could know.....He'd really want me to tell you that."

:: Lifting her eyes up toward the ceiling, she tried to prevent her tears from falling...but couldn't. Lowering her head, her blonde locks shielded her face...Staying up at the podium for a few more seconds, she finally made her way around and back down to her seat. Eyeing Morgan, Alison, and Cameron before she sat down.....she just realized they learn a whole new side of Alexis. Witnessed a whole new side of Alexis. Turning, she soon sat, taking Jax's hand once again. The church was silent. ::
 
Port Charles: a Late Arrival

The Silver Rolls Royce Phantom was the last to pull up, and Haleigh cursed. She hated being late. That incompetent pilot! She thought scathingly. She'd fired the pilot as soon as their wheels touched the ground, and then driven herself to the church. No combination of Nascar driving tactics could have gotten her here on time. She sighed, staring at the church as she parallel parked right in front of it. All the other cars had gone around to the parking lot and the doors were closed. She stepped out of her car and shut the door, smoothing out her dress and looking up at the church, the wind blowing softly, making her blonde hair dance across her face. She walked up to the church doors and eased one slightly ajar, without calling attention to herself, trying to discern whether she was a few seconds or a few minutes late. The minister was introducing Alexis to the crowd for her to say a few words. Haleigh let the door shut once more, leaning against it and thinking, deciding whether or not to slip in. It is impolite enough to show up at a funeral you weren't invited to... but to show up late... that is just uncouth.

Haleigh walked back down the stairs and hit the remote entry button on her car keys, then got back in her car and started it up. She toyed with the climate control and turned the music on low, then fixed her eyes on the church again. She wouldn't go in... she WOULD, however, wait for them to come out, and accompany the crowd to the wake. She had to prove to Cameron that she was no imposter... AND she needed to say Hello to Alexis as well... but in the mean time... she wondered what the best way to appeal to Alexis would be.... and how she would deal with Alison when the time came.
 
:: Cameron stood there and watched as Alexis gave a eulogy of her dead brother. He began to think of her strength of character and almost envied that she could stand up in front of her entire family, a family that had rejected her and say these words. She was stronger than he thought, but then again, he wondered how a woman so strong could be control by a mere substance like alcohol. It was strange to see the workings of the world. He leaned over to Gabrielle ::

"These people are going to eat her alive after this. I feel so bad for her.."

:: Cameron and Alexis exchanged glances and he gave her a sympathetic look. He felt so bad for her. He only wished he knew the family better, who they were and what they were like, he might be able to help her through this, but much like the journey that Cameron was now on, this was something that Alexis was going to have to go at by herself. ::
 
Helena watched as Alexis went up to the podium. Unaware that the family nominated HER to speak, a soft huff of air could be heard leaving Helena's mouth as she rolled her eyes and crossed her arms. Of all the people...

Sitting quietly as her niece began to speak, she was quite surprised at what she had to say. She didn't move her eyes from Alexis. She kept them fixated on the blonde until finally Alexis was done. Watching as she began to tear up, Helena glanced over towards the family seeing they were distraught as well...even Edward seemed to show some sign of emotion. Looking back up as Alexis made her way around the podium and to her seat, Helena actually looked sad...

Taking her father's hand, she could feel Edward squeeze it gently, making Helena look up at him. He turned towards her yet his facial expression stayed the same. However Helena could see the remorse in his eyes. A small sympathetic smile appeared on her lips, showing she actually had human emotions....

Looking back up at the front of the church, the minister soon made his way back to the podium to close the service.
 
- Jax watched his ex wife make her heart wrenching eulogy. The fact that she spoke from the heart instead of saying what others would expect her to say, showed how strong Alexis' character was....how strong she had become. They both had been through hell and back with their marriage. He still felt somewhat responsible, but again, the past was the past. -

- Looking toward Helena and Edward, he could see Helena was actually hurt. Even though the woman was horrible and malicious, she did have a heart, well one that was barely used. Yet Jax didn't feel any pity for her. After the hell she had put not only Alexis through, but her entire family, he somewhat felt happiness at the fact she was hurting... -

- Turning his attention back up to Alexis, she was soon finished. He looked up at her sympathetically as she fought to keep the tears from falling down her cheeks. As she stepped down from the podium, he extended his hand out to hers and gripped it tightly. As she sat, he gently caressed her leg, looking to her. He couldn't say anything that would make her feel better at this point---but he was still there for her. Looking away from Alexis, he turned his attention back up to the minister. -
 
Minister: "To join God and all his angels in everlasting life. In the name of the father and the son and the Holy Spirit, amen."

:: Closing her eyes.. ::

"Amen."

:: Alexis whispered as she heard everyone else in the church simultaneously say "amen.". The service was over. She had actually gotten through it. Soon, she could heard the creaking of the pews as people began to stand, and the soft chatter of voices speaking about how beautiful the ceremony was. Standing, with the assistance of Jax, Alexis smiled to him before letting his hand go.. :

"I'll meet you at the reception...I need to escort my friends."

:: Jax nodded and proceeded to make his way over to a few friends of his that were near by. Making her way through the crowds of people, some stopped and expressed their appologize for the Quartermaine's lost. Others simply nodded and smiled sympathetically. Soon, Alexis met up with Alison and Morgan. ::

"The reception's at Wyndemere....but let's not use you're mode of transportation right here...let's go outside."

:: Looking to Morgan as she said this, she of course, was speaking about the stepping disks. Although she knew mostly everyone at the service because she had lived in Port Charles for quite some time...a lot of the citizen's didn't realize herself and the Quartermaine's possessed powers. ::

:: Alexis began to walk along with everyone else toward the exit; Morgan and Alison following behind. Stepping outside, Alexis stepped down the stairs noticing a silver Rolls Royce sitting outside the church. Narrowing her eyes to try and see whomever was in the drivers seat, it seemed to be a blonde woman...but she wasn't sure. Who the hell would park outside a church during a funeral.....turning to Morgan and Alison, she nodded her head over towards the direction of a large oak tree that was next to the church. ::

"Over here."

:: Making her way over behind the tree, she waited for Morgan and Alison. As she stood there by herself for those few brief moments, Alexis took a deep breath in, feeling a huge weight being lifted off her shoulders. She didn't realize how much stress the funeral was causing her. But luckily it went smoothly. Now she just had to get through the reception and everything was in the clear. Hopefully.. ::
 
Haleigh looked up ubruptly from her book, slightly startled. She'd been so immersed in Dostoyevsky's Crime and Punishment that she hadn't noticed the service had let out until a smooth female electronic voice interrupted her music and notified her "proximity warning". People were walking right past her car to get to the parking lot. Haleigh looked up at the church steps to see who was coming out now, just in time to see Alexis, Morgan, and Alison walking out. Haleigh's sunglasses hid her eyes, dampening the withering stare she shot at Alison.

Haleigh placed her bookmark and put the small paperback into her purse again, looking through he crowd that was exiting for Cameron. He hadnt been with the Girls so he must be driving to the wake... and Haleigh wanted to talk to him BEFORE she ran into the rest of the lot at the wake anyway... it was easier to be around Morgan and Alison with reinforcements. Haleigh still needed to get both Alexis AND Alison alone... she felt they at least deserved to be formally reintroduced. Alison would be the hardest... but Haleigh was prepared for that.... Alison had always been difficult. She wondered if Alison and Morgan had taken the opportunity to tell Alexis that Haleigh was back... or if they though her to unstable to handle the news just yet... Haleigh thought it interesting that the three seemed so buddy buddy all of a sudden...
 
outside the church

<< Morgan walked with poise and style...clearly ignoring anyone near her accept for Alison...as the two women subtely moved people out of there way to make their way outside. Morgan and Alison stood out among the crowd..looking like deadly feminine bond girls dressed in chic black ensembles and morgan's eyes were hidden by the designer gucci sunglasses...partly to conceal her identity and partly because it helped conceal her own grief as she thought about Blaze>>

<< leaning over to Alison>>: well that went well enough....Alexis is stronger than perhaps we thought....but i know all too well how grief can pull on inner reserves of strength. lets just get the hell out of here before Cameron tries to "make contact with us"

<< the two women tromped out of the church ...strutting in their high heels and short skirts.>>

<< making their way through the throng....finally meeting up with alexis, Morgan listens to her indicating where they had to go next....and spotting the large oak.....Morgan walks slowly...surveying her surroundings as she unknowingly passed Haleigh's car. behind the oak and in a more secluded area.. but before they teleported, Morgan took a moment..>>

allright....Alexis....are you okay? i know you endured alot eulogizing your brother just now....but it looks like you've got some reserves of strength you may now know about.
 
outside the church

:: Alison walked along with Morgan. the two women were definately standing out from among many of the other attendees. Avoiding physical contact with strangers, and jostling others out of her way...Alison looked around as they made it outside...::

::whispering to Morgan::- Haleigh is out here...and she's going to try to make contact. I dont think this is the best time....but if we stop her now...we'll risk drawing attention!


:: alexis approached them and alison played off the conversation and stood beside Morgan. she nodded in agreement as alexis spoke...and as they began to make their way to the secluded area behind the oak.....she turned back..her flawless, middle parted bob flowing with her head turn.....she locked on Haleigh's car.....and with a glare of contempt....she warps the temporal field around the car....to at least slow Haleigh down....long enough for Morgan to teleport them to their next destination::

MORGAN....Alexis....I'm not trying to be insensitive....but we have to get out of here now. things are going to get....complicated if we do not.

::her voice was clear, direct and urgent...but not overly so...she still possesed the analytical tone that she was known for::
 
:: Looking to Morgan, Alexis nodded. It was very tough to stand up there with a crowd of people watching her like a hawk. Trying to figure out the fight words to say about AJ without completely breaking down. But for the most part, she did well. ::

"I'm fine. And thank you."

:: Stopping, she turned to Alison who seemed in a hurry. Raising a brow, Alexis turned to Morgan and shrugged. She wasn't aware the two knew that Haleigh was alive..... ::

"..Okay...Just take us to Wyndemere, Morgan.."

:: Pausing, Alexis turned to Alison once again, noticing she kept looking back at the silver car outside of the church. Moving her head back to get a better look at the car, nothing seemed out of place or unusual. But Alison was a seer...and after the events that happened earlier that week, the fact that they never listened to her caused two people to die. So Alexis decided to keep her mouth shut and follow instructions for the first time in a while. ::

"Lets go."
 
and away we go.

<< nodding...as she looked at Alexis through her gucci sun glasses, Morgan lifted her hands....and with chimes followed by a crack of thunder, a stepping disc opens horizontally at grond length, rising up to encompass the three women...and in the twinkling of the sorceress' eye, Morgan, Alison and Alexis are teleported away to their next destination!>>
 
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