Chapter 40

It was one of those moments. The kind of moment when your heart stops, if only for a second, and you pray that this one time what you're seeing isn't real. There's no soundtrack; just silence. But soon that silence is replaced by sound. Sound in such definition and stereo that George Lucas would kill for it. Although deafening, it takes a while to adjust to the capability, and then another second to distinguish reality from wishful circumstance.

No body thought Jason would ever experience something like that. They were wrong. His best friend was on the ground. He was lying next to Morales and one of the guards; there was blood everywhere.

It took a few seconds (what seemed like an eternity to Jason) but once his faculties returned he recognized a voice. It was Emily.

"Jase? Is Sonny okay? Are you okay? Why isn't he moving?"

Before Jason had time to answer she was already by his side. Leaning over Sonny she checked to see if he was alive. His vitals were good. It was like he was sleeping.

Jason watched his sister work. She was definitely in her niche.

Although there was blood everywhere, Emily located the source of the bleeding. It was Morales. Two shots from Patrice's gun and he was a goner; one to the head and one to the shoulder. The third shot, meant for him as well, grazed Sonny's shoulder. The blood on the floor wasn't even his.

Emily forced a genuine but tired smile. "He's going to be just fine. He was only grazed."

Jason was relieved. He smiled back. Sonny began to stir.

"We should get out of here. The cops will be here in a while."

"Let's wait a second. Sonny's waking up. Then he can walk."

"Sounds like a plan."

"Let's hope that this is one of those plans that finally go as planned."


The ride home was quiet. They had just literally had an explosive twenty four hours. They were tired, hungry, sore, and really wanted to take a shower. They were glad to be returning home. Wait, they didn't have one.

"Where are we going?" Emily asked.

Jason and Sonny were slow to respond. Actually, Sonny didn't respond at all. He was knocked out from the medication his private doctor gave him.

"To a hotel."

"Isn't that a dangerous place? The guards could be someone else, or the bellman, or the…"

"I'm seeing where you're going with this, and the answer is no." Jason was glad his sister was still trying to stay at Nikolas' house. 'She still has her light.' The fact was, Nikolas was still a guy, and Emily was still his sister.

"Please Jason? Please?!" Emily pleaded. "I will sleep in my own room. I'll even sleep next to yours if you want."

Jason chuckled. She was at least persistent.

Seeing that she had her foot in the door, she continued. "And it's only temporary. And you can get to your warehouse by the docks easily." Emily noticed Jason giving her a 'yeah, okay' look. "Okay, maybe you have to take a boat, but please, at least for a couple of days until you guys get your…mob stuff together?"

"Mob stuff?"

"Yeah, guards, guns, and other gangster stuff. The three Gs."

"Okay," Jason paused. "But only for a few days. And with one condition. No TV for you. No more three…whatever."

Emily smiled. "Deal." She scooted up and hugged Jason. As she slid back she crossed her arms. "I live it anyway."


Nikolas was sitting at his desk, looking at old pictures of his best friends. His other best seemed to be in a lot more photos than the others. 'Guess I'm not too big on being discreet when it comes to how I feel about Emily.'

Interrupted by Alfred, Nikolas placed the album down and looked up.

"Yes Alfred?"

"You have visitors sir. Ms. Emily and company."

Nikolas lit up. "Show them in. Thank you."

His smile quickly faltered when he noticed the condition they were in. Although she appeared to be okay, his focus was on Emily.

"What happened? Why are you here? Are you okay?"

Emily smiled. "You're rambling."

"You stopped me."

"I always said I would."

Emily and Nikolas stared at each other like they were the only ones in the room. They were broken up out of their reverie when Sonny spoke up.

"Ahem."

Emily laughed. Nikolas looked uncomfortable.

"Yes?" Emily asked innocently.

"I was kinda shot, I'm dirty, and I'm hungry. Could we get cleaned up?"

Emily let go of Nikolas and gestured towards the guest rooms.

"Each room has a shower. Nikolas, do you have any clothes they could borrow?"

"Sure, I'll go get them when Alfred shows them their rooms."

"Are my clothes still here?"

"Of course."

Stunned, Jason looked between the two. "Why do you have clothes here?"

Emily was amused. "The same reason why I have clothes over at your place. I sleep over here sometimes. Just like I do at your place. Well, before it blew up and all."

"You sleep over here?!"

"Yes, in my own room Jason."

Jason, now in full brother mode, walked up to Nikolas. "We'll talk about his later," Jason said, looking at Emily and Nikolas individually. "But for now," Jason stuck out his hand, "thank you."

Nikolas shook his hand. "This way guys."


"And then we came here." Emily finished her story.

"So, that's how you got this bruise," Nikolas responded as he gently touched her cheek.

"Yeah, I was kind of being a smart, you know."

"I told you you can be like that sometimes."

"Hey, shut up!" Emily chuckled. A comfortable silence ensued. She laid her head in his lap.

"Emily?"

"Yeah?"

"Are you okay? I mean, really." The two didn't notice Jason had started to walk in. He was about to make her move from his lap. He stopped as they continued their conversation.

Emily paused. "No."

"Do you want to talk about it?"

"Not yet. I'm just really happy Jason and Sonny are okay. They're my family."

"You know, they, as well as the rest of us, are glad you're okay. It's a blessing you're back with us, safe."

"I know. It's just going to take some time. I don't want to think about any of that right now though. It's a lot and will take a long time to fully…digest."

"You know I'm here for you."

"I know, I'm just…tired. I hope it all ended today. I'm not sure how much more I can take before I become a different person. Sometimes, since I was shot, I feel myself slipping. Not in a 'I'm going to lose it kind of way,' but the kind where I shut down and will myself not to feel. That way, nothing affects me."

Nikolas stroked her hair and looked sadly, yet hopefully at the woman in his arms.

"You're going to be okay. I won't let you go numb."

"I know. That's why I just want to sleep. It'll all be there tomorrow, and the next day. I'll deal with it then."

Jason returned to his room. Emily didn't need him right now. She needed Nikolas.


They fell asleep on the couch. Emily was the first one to wake. She was greeted by the eyes of Jason and Sonny.

"How may I help you?"

"You could have helped by sleeping by yourself, or do you always 'sleep over' in the living room?"

"It was innocent Jason." She loved seeing him like this. "Even if it wasn't, Nikolas and I are two consenting adults who-"

"And I think I've heard enough," Sonny chimed in. Emily laughed. This woke Nikolas up.

"Good morning Nikolas" Emily said, kissing him on the cheek. "Let's all go eat. In public. Where there are witnesses and they can't kill you."

Nikolas looked somewhat disheveled. "Okay…"

A half-hour later they were at the launch, headed to Kelly's.


The ceremony was beautiful. All of Port Charles was in attendance. Emily was the maid-of-honor, and Nikolas, the best man. If anyone was paying attention to them at the ceremony, you would think they were the ones getting married.

An hour later everyone was at one of the large and beautiful gardens at Wyndermere. It was time for Elizabeth's and Lucky's first dance as man and wife. Emily looked on and began to tear up.

It had been two weeks since the last fiasco. The shooting was ruled as a family war, Harborview Towers was almost back to normal (at the urging and handsomely endowed motivation of Sonny), and any thoughts of the weakness of the organization were quickly erased at the efficient take-over of the Morales territory. (But of course, Emily liked to act like she wasn't privy to such information).

Sure, Emily had a lot of issues she needed to address. She just decided not to deal with any of them until after the wedding. She promised herself that she deserved these two weeks of ignorant bliss, that she would make this the best day for her friends, and that she had all the support she needed to survive when she faced reality.

But for right now, she was just happy to be alive. She was happy that her family was alive. The important thing was that she still had a brother, as well as a surrogate one. She had two best friends who were madly in love and embracing it. She had the love of her life, waiting in the corner to ask her to dance to the next song.

"Are you alright?" Jason asked. He pulled out his handkerchief and handed it to Emily.

"Yes, yes I am. I'm just really happy. I'm happy for Liz and Lucky. I'm happy to be here, to be apart of it."

Jason smiled understandingly and gave his sister a hug. "I love you." He knew she would talk when she was ready.

"I love you too Jase."

Nikolas walked over and shook hands with Jason. He then looked over at Emily with a smile.

"May I have this dance?"

Emily looked at him and knew everything would be okay.

"Yes you may. And all the ones after that."


A/N:

Special shot out to E.F.B.R, Silent Me, Red, Red Dragon

Wow! Okay…that was it! Three years to finish that bad boy. Life has a funny way of doing things, doesn't it? I just want to say thank you soooooooooo much to my loyal readers. Your reviews kept me writing. Hope the ending was to your liking, and I hope you caught how Emily changed, but still held on to who she truly was to some degree. I miss all the Jason and Emily brother stuff, if you can't tell. And yeah, we all know that Em and Nik are the Luke and Laura (I guess Liz and Lucky are like that too). So, they'll always get back together. I'm not sure if I'll write anymore stories, with time and all, but I hope so! Again, thank you to ALL who EVER read this story. God Bless!