(Okay, so this is my first ever attpemt at fanfiction so please be gentle. I would like for everyone to give feed back whenever possible even if it's bad. I can take it. Sorry for it being short, i thought i'd test this out 1st. Don't worry the next chapter is alot longer if feedback goes well. So this story picks up a few months after Sonny's trial. Johnny has continued to cause problems for Sonny's shipments and business to the point that Sonny is beyond diplomacy. This is a dissolution of Spixie and the birth of Jomax. This is how i would write it for sweeps, so for those of you who love Jomax, here's my take. Enjoy)

Sonny paced back and forth in his office at the coffee shop with Jason looking on intently. The atmosphere of pure anger was brewing when Sonny's rage cut through the air. "I want him DEAD!!!" Jason tried to reason with his friend but it was a done deal. Sonny had mad up his mind. Johnny would have to die. Spinelli shook with fear at the booming of Sonny's voice as he screamed like a child throwing a temper tantrum. It would seem that no one would stop this but low and behold Maxie Jones had been right outside the door when Sonny gave the order once more with feeling. "John Zacchara has caused me trouble for the last time Jason, I mean it i want him dead." Maxie's eyes grew with shock. "How could that self absorbed mobster do this to her friend. Not if she could help it, she thought. Before she knew it her heels were clicking out of the coffee shop and taking her as fast as she could to get to Johnny. Both Jason and Spinelli both heard but dismissed the sound as the were more focused on the mob bosses triad. Maxie would have to move fast, once an order was given, Jason was if not anything efficient at following orders and killing. She dialed fast but kept getting his voice mail. Maxie felt she at least had a good enough head start to get to him even if he didn't answer the phone. She had to get to johnny in time, there was just no other option in her mind. Her speedomiter reached speeds of 100 down the dark roads of port charles. The constant busy signal from his phone infuriated her.

"Figures the one time I really need you to answer the phone the lines busy!"

With Maxie constatntly dialing and getting the voice mail, her attention wasn't on the sharp piece of metal in the road. The sound of a loud pop followed by tire screech filled the air right along with her curses. "Dammit!!!" she said in one breath jumping out of the car. She surveyed the damages and kicked her tire cursing for a bit more till the urgency of time came to her. She dashed off runnign in her stillettos only stopping to take them off and carry them. "Zacchara, you better be alive when i get there!!! Uhg, my feet."

Johnny sat on his desk at the garage with a look of saddness on his face. He would periodically lok down and see Maxie's call and reject it. Now was not thie time to talk about whatever fashion or Kate crisis she had, his relationship was coming to an end. Olivia had just told him the one thing ( other than you're about to die) he didn't want to hear. She was confessing that her feelings for him were deep but that to take their relationship to the next level and move in . . .was not such a good idea. She saw from the moment he testified against Sonny that he was trending toward the Mob, to her it was just like when she saw sonny going down the same path. Slipping further and further in to crime.

"John, you know I love you, more than I care to even admit, but I. . .I just can't do this anymore" said Olivia as she shifted away from Johnny and his grasp around her waist.

"Olivia wait-"

"We had a good run, more than a good run, but it'd time we let go."

Her hand grasped the side of his face and she cracked a smile while is heart broke.

"It's Sonny. . . isn't it" Johnny said with a twinge of tension in his voice but he would as a question that only silence would answer. Her hand slipped from his cheek and she kissed his lips and backed away. Johnny felt like his chest had been ripped open as she walked away. He turned so she wouldn't see that she had gotten to him but he knew she would never admit it but her heart still belonged to the boy from Bensonhurst. It was then he knew . . .Sonny Corinthos was going to get his. Sonny had taken sister, his organization and now his girl, Johnny wouldn't let this stand. It was then that the door flung open to his garage and a hail of bullets ensued. After that, there was nothing but an eerie silence, the kind that only accompanied death.

In the distance Maxie heard contious banging sounds, her heart sank but it it didn't break her stride she could see the lights to the garage. She picked up the pace. By the time Maxie got close enough she could see the door ajar from the lot and as she got closer she saw the bullet ridden garage front. Her heart pounded in her chest as if it were going to explode, she was too late. She ran faster only to fling the door open to the garage and see shell casings and blood on teh floor. Next was a tap on her shoulder. She spun around and saw Jason. Her eyes welled with tears and her fists found their way to his face and chest. Something in Jason felt sorry for the blonde. He knew that Johnny was a friend and that she was hurting but his loyalties were with Sonny as always. Right behind him was a guilt ridden spinelli. She would unleash her wrath on them both.

"YOU MURDERER!!!!" she screamed

"Fair maximiesta-"

"Don't you dare call me that, not after what you both did!!!!!!!!"

Jason would try to interject but Maxie's pain of losing a friend would over shout his reasoning's.

"Johnny was only trying to do the same thing Sonny would, He wanted someone to pay for his sisters death, it wasn't like he was killing anyone" Maxie said over her tears.

"It was just business." Nothing Jason said would've been more of a blow to her heart than that. She had lost a friend because of a business. The thought made her sick. The look on her face was enough for Spinelli to recognize that it would be best for Jason and he to leave his maximiesta to her grief.

"So did you do it yourself or did you get one of your mindles goons to do the dirty work"

"Maxie you know I can't talk about business" Jason said backing away.

"Of course you didn't, you wouldn't have brought Spinelli, so i guess this measn you came to see if the job was finished huh?"

By this time Maxie was struggling to put together complete sentances between sobbs.

"Fair Maximiesta, i am sorry for you heart ache, Mr. Sir gave the order and Stone cold out of duty had to follow."

Maxie's next phrase would send a chill up spinelli's spine, it wouldn't be the words but the feeling, the emotion behind them.

"I hate you, get out, you don't belong here." the coldness in her voice was enough for them both to get the point. Once the door shut Maxie broke down. She couldn't help but feel alone now. The one person who understood her and didn't judge he aside from robin and mac . . . he was gone. Buried in some unmarked grave by now. No sooner did she finish the thought she heard a sound that would stay with her forever. It was Johnny, hower faint he was calling her name.

She moved faster than she had ever done so searching the room for where the voice came from. There he was, bleeding but still alive and barely hanging on. She kneeled down to him.

"Maxie?"

"It's okay johnny, I'm here, I won't let them hurt you.