Meghan
By Misha

Disclaimer- I do not own any of the characters of General Hospital. They belong to the creators of General Hospital, Wendy Riche, Bob Guza, ABC Daytime, and probably a lot of other people with more money than me. I'm not making any money off this story so please don't sue me.

Author's Notes- I started this a long time ago, right after Brenda left for the second time. I no longer watch GH, so a lot of details are off. For example, when I started this, Carly had just found out she was pregnant and I made the baby a girl instead of a boy because it fit my idea of a plot better. I incorporated Ric's kidnapping of Carly into the plot, because I thought it worked, but I even dealt with that different. Read, to find out. I just thought I'd warn people that this is a very different world then the one on the show. You'll have to read to see what I mean, but I hope that you'll at least think it's interesting. Well, that's all for now, enjoy!

Summery- When Brenda is killed, for real this time, her daughter is sent to Port Charles and raised by a most unlikely source...

Rating- PG-13

"Mr. Corinthos?"

"Yes." Sonny said into the phone, wondering who it was on the other end.

"This is Eva Cassidy, I was Brenda and Patrick Mullahan's attorney."

"Who?" Sonny asked, hoping against hope that his gut instinct was wrong.

The woman on the other end sounded confused. "I was assured that you knew the couple... Patrick Mullahan and Brenda Barrett Mullahan."

Sonny was quiet for a long moment. "Sorry, I was just confused. I knew Brenda before she got married." He said softly. "I hadn't talked to her in two and a half years."

"Oh." The woman said. "Then her death must come as a shock. I'm sorry to be the one to inform you."

"It's okay." Sonny said quietly, all the while his heart was breaking. Brenda was dead. This time it was real. She was gone forever and she wasn't coming back. "How did she die?"

"The Mullahans were killed when the pub they owned exploded." Eva Cassidy said quietly. "They were both killed instantly and that leads to why I've contacted you..."

"Yes?" Sonny asked.

Eva paused. "I'd rather not discuss it over the phone, if that's all right. I'm in Port Charles now and I was wondering if I could arrange a meeting with you for this afternoon."

"Sure." Sonny said. "Where?"

"How about the Port Charles Grille in an hour?" Eva asked.

"I'll be there." Sonny said, before handing up.

He stared at the phone.

Brenda was gone. He had lost her once and wasn't sure then how he would go on and now he had to do it all over again. Oh, things were different now, he had Carly and the children, but... Brenda was Brenda and losing her was still like losing a part of himself.