Okay so this story branched out from a dream I had. In the dream Gabby was over at Edie's with Carlos. They were explaining to her how they wanted to get back together. Then Victor shows up with a gun. He shoots Carlos out of rage and the bullet goes through Gabby too. (It was a dream, don't ask me how this is possible.) So Edie goes over to this drawer and gets a gun and shoots Victor. She kills him then calls 911 and Carlos and Gabby are rushed to the hospital. This is where the story starts.

"Edie please." Gabby begged. "You don't need him like I do. You don't love him like I do."

"It's not just about that anymore," Edie growled. "I have this prime opportunity for blackmail here."

"Haven't you done enough?" Gabby asked. "You messed with Mike and Susan for years, burned her house down, and caused her to get into this whole Ian-Mike love triangle. They should have been married for at least a year by now. They should already be able to hold their baby. But you had to go and ruin it all. Now that they've finally gotten their lives back on track, you come and mess with Carlos and me!"

"Well excuse me, but you were divorced and engaged," Edie spat back.

"I made a mistake, all right?" Gabby confessed.

"So why should I be punished for your mistake?" Edie asked.

"Because you don't love him!" Gabby practically screamed.

Gabby could feel her anger boiling. Why was Edie doing this? she asked herself. All she wanted to do was be with Carlos and now that Victor was gone, Edie was the only obstacle in the way.

The more she thought about it, the angrier she got. But as she laid there in the hospital bed holding Carlos' hand, she felt tears well up in her eyes.

"Why isn't he awake?" she asked choking back tears.

"How am I supposed to know?" Edie asked coldly.

"See, don't you see?"

"See what?"

"You don't even care!" Gabby cried.

She couldn't hold the tears back any longer.

"Carlos could be dead, he could die and you're over here acting all sarcastic. You could care less about him. You only care about his offshore bank account!"

"How dare you!! How can you say I don't care? I tried to kill myself for him!"

Susan walked into the room. She noticed Gabby's tear-stained face and Edie's signature "arguing" stance.

"What's going on?" Susan asked.

"Nothing," Edie said coldly.

Gabby sobbed quietly.

"Why do I know that's not the answer," Susan inquired skeptically.

She was answered with silence.

"Well?" Susan demanded.

Gabby looked up. With her free hand she wiped away her tears.

"Who do you think deserves to be with Carlos?" Gabby asked.

"What?" Susan asked.

"Me or Edie?"

"Do not put me in the middle of this," Susan pleaded.

"No opinion Susie Q?" Edie asked.

"Don't call me that!" Susan snapped.

"Why? Does it remind you of Karl?" Edie teased.

Susan clenched her fists. Karl was a part of her past she really didn't want to think about anymore. Unfortunately every time she looked at Julie, she saw him. She loved Julie, she really did. It was her ex-husband she couldn't handle. She looked out the window trying to find Mike. He smiled and she couldn't help but smile back.

"It's up to Carlos," Susan finally said. "Asking me this would be like asking you to choose between Mike and Ian for me."

Gabby and Edie both looked at Carlos' fingers laced with Gabby's. Their eyes met and Edie sighed.

"Take him," Edie said.

"And the bank account?" Gabby asked.

"What bank account?" Edie asked, heading towards the door. "I know nothing."

Edie turned to leave.

"Wait!" Gabby called.

Edie turned back around.

"Thank you," Gabby said, gratefully.

Edie shrugged and left.

"Carlos," Gabby whispered, "Edie gave up. We can be together."

"Forever," Susan added.

"Right," Gabby smiled. "Forever."