A/N: I haven't had a JasLexis story in awhile…and this premise has been on my mind for some time.

So what you need to know: This is set in 2010…so two years from now. Jason and Elizabeth broke things off for good after Michael was shot, Sonny and Kate got married in September 2008, no one was shot, Carly and Jax reunited (it's just easier that way). Everything else will be answered in time.

Hope you enjoy!

"Sonny Corinthos was a loving father, a devoted husband, faithful friend, a man among men"

Jason swiped a tear before it had a chance to roll down his face. It was bullshit anyway…everything the priest said. This was what happened to people like he and Sonny…they were gunned down in the street, laid to rest in front of their children as their wives cried in a church.

Kate sat in the front row stoically, the silent tears falling on the lap of her black dress. Carly was tucked under his arm; her tears had long subsided but her body still shaking like a leaf. The sanctuary was filled with people who had loved Sonny Corinthos. The worst part had been Morgan and Kristina.

For Morgan all he really could grasp was that someone else he loved was never coming back…this time it just meant he would be visiting a gravestone instead of a long term care facility. Kristina had been the most emotional…alternating between sobbing and whimpering like a wounded animal. Midway through the service he saw Jax take her and Alexis out the back door.

When it was over Bobbie took Morgan with her, and Jason drove Carly home. They sat on the couch simply relying on each other's strength until Jax came home.

"How's Kristina" she asked through teary eyes.

He shrugged sadly, "She finally cried herself to sleep" he answered his voice hoarse with emotion.

Carly got up and wrapped herself in his arms, "I'm going to go" Jason said as Carly untangled herself to give him one last hug.

"I'll call you in the morning" she said as he left.

Jumping in the car he thought to go home…but home held too many memories…he drove around, finding himself at the same spot he was just an hour ago.

The lights in the church were still on, slowly he pulled out his gun and he curiously tried the door…slowly pushing it in. He heard voices from inside the sanctuary.

"I am so mad at you Sonny Corinthos…how dare you die on me and leave it up to me to explain to our daughter…God, Sonny, how could you die on me" she asked tearfully.

Tucking his weapon back into the waistband of his pants, and turned around to walk back out when he heard her address him, "I didn't mean to scare you away"

Turning back to her he swallowed the lump in his throat, "I didn't want to interrupt"

She swiped at the tears, "It never ceases to amaze me how on person connects so many different lives…and you don't really realize it…until they are gone"

Tears stung at his eyes and she nodded, "I'll leave you to it" she told him.

Before she walked out she touched his arm and gave him a sad smile, "He loved you…so much"

After she was gone he turned back towards the coffin…slowly he walked up running his hand over the smooth mahogany, "I don't know what to say…I never expected…but I will protect them…everyone you love" he managed to get out his voice caught in his throat.

He made his way to the double doors but he turned back, "Goodbye Sonny"

Alexis drove down the winding road towards the lake consumed with thoughts of the one man who had filled and broke her heart more then once…her head knew he was gone, but the muscle beating inside her chest just couldn't accept it. Telling Kristina had broken a part of her that she could never get back…to look her child in the eye and tell them that daddy wouldn't be picking them up this weekend,; no you couldn't call him…because Daddy was in the heaven with the angels with Uncle Stefan, Aunt Kristina, Aunt Courtney…and all the other people that had been ripped from you in your short life. The funeral had been something she didn't want to do…she did a Sonny Corinthos funeral once before…she had mourned him a long time ago…this time doing it was slowly killing her. Instead of going straight home she took a road less traveled.

Jason should have driven home…instead he found himself driving slowly passed the terra cotta house on Sunnyslope Drive. Silently he got out of the car and went to the window. She sat there her toffee hair shining, a smile painted across pretty lips. Patrick Drake sat on the floor with Cameron and Jake; all three had remotes in their hand as little cars bulleted around the black track.

It was something he had given up a long time ago…he had done it more then once in his lifetime…given up the woman he loved…let another man raise his son...he had told Elizabeth to move on…and that was what she did…he had no right to be hurt…she wasn't his…nothing was really his anymore.

Getting into the black SUV he wished for his bike…for the long rides, the wind in his hair, those jumbled mess of thoughts lost on the road to freedom. He drove up to Jake's and parked himself…he needed something strong, something to drown out the loss.

"Can you please not touch me" he heard a familiar voice complain.

A big burly man laughed, "Oh come on honey, I'm just trying to have a little fun" he complained.

Alexis turned to him disgust on her face, "I'm not a honey…I'm a law…a lawy…er" she managed to get out.

Jason stood and watched the exchange. Alexis was obviously a little more then buzzed but still had enough common sense to try and ward off the advances of the biker.

"I just want to dance with you, is that against the law?" he asked placing a large hand on her arm.

She looked up at him and spat, "I said, don't…touch…me"

"What a little frigid…"

Jason interjected, "The lady said not to touch her"

The man turned to him, "What business is it of yours?" he asked.

"I'm making it my business" Jason answered staring him down.

First the man made a move to walk away but Jason's instincts were right as he ducked to avoid the sucker punch, then shot back up and offered a heavy handed blow to the face. That was when all hell broke loose. After that all he remembered was getting punched once in the jaw, punching two other guys, throwing Alexis who had climbed up on a barstool over his shoulder and finding his way out of the back door.

When he got to the car he opened the door and sat her roughly down on the seat, "What the hell are you doing?" she asked suddenly feeling very sober.

"Saving you"

"Forgive me if I am not groveling at your feet" she said bitterly.

That didn't help the pounding in his face, "Did you want to go back in there? Or I can take you home" he asked starting the car.

She didn't offer a response as jumped into the car and started to drive, "I don't want to go home" she told him.

"What?"

Shaking her head she bit back the tears, "I don't want the girls to see me like this…Sam is staying with them, just take me to the Metro Court or something" she said almost weeping.

He could feel the tremble in her voice, "I'm not dumping you at the hotel…you're in no condition to be alone"

"How do you know what kind of condition I'm in?"

His eyes focused on the road as he swallowed the lump in his throat, "The kind of condition where all you want to do is numb the pain…but even after you do that, it's still there…and even though everyone says that it's going to get better…you don't really believe it"

Tears stung her eyes, "You don't like me Jason…and I'm not overly fond of you…but maybe just for tonight…we could be alone together?"

It was a crazy, made no sense…but tonight he needed to look at someone and know that he wasn't the only one broken inside.