Tell me something that I know So now I'm telling you the reason I'm all messed up,
Just something that I understand
I need to taste the warming glow
Of your medicating hands
I know I'm ready for your love
I just don't understand it
There is a silent pact of trust
That I never could admit
That I never could
Just have to look me in the eyes and I fall apart
Please let me hold you til I know we're both through this
I couldn't lead another day without you here in my arms
I can't breathe I am running so fast, but I push through. I have to get to the warehouse. I need to see Johnny. My Johnny.
I was finally sick of watching Logan lay unconscious. All I could think of was Johnny. His eyes. His smile. His lips everywhere. His touch. Our night at the Haunted Star. The way he laughed at calling me "his muse made of moonlight". His voice on the phone when he was in so much trouble but all he wanted to hear my voice. Hear me say his name the way I say it.
I went to find Sonny, determined to make him tell me where Johnny was. I needed him to be ok. I needed him to hold me. I needed him to play me our song and smile at me. And if I had to go after Sonny Corinthos then I would.
When I get to the coffee house and open the door I hear Max and Milo talking about Sonny making arrangements to trade Johnny at Alcazars lake front property. I rack my brain remembering the conversation she heard Elizabeth and Robin having earlier.
"Hey did you hear?" Robin asked Elizabeth trading files. "What?" Elzabeth asks, filing a paper and pulling out several other files. "An explosion over at Alcazars warehouse."
That's when I ran. There was no way I was losing Johnny. Not after everything we had been through.
As I get to the pier, smoke invades my lungs and the sounds of sirens make me stop dead in my tracks. I take in the damage. The building is barely there any more. Firemen are everywhere and cops are barricading where civilians can not go through. I search the crowd for any sign of Johnny.
I can feel my eyes burning but I stuff those tears away. I refuse to cry.
He's going to be fine. God would not be cruel enough to take another person that I care about away from me.
The smoke is still stinging my lungs and I am still frozen in my spot. I can't see anything so I will my self to take a couple more steps towards the barricade.
He has to be here. I keep telling my self. I am still searching with my eyes. My head is starting to hurt from the smoke, but I shake it off.
I push through a couple more people when I stop dead in my tracks, letting out a breathe I didn't know I was holding in.
He's sitting on the bed an ambulance with an oxygen mask tied around his mouth. He looks gorgeous. His hair is sticking everywhere. He has ash everywhere but he's still my Johnny.
"Johnny" I hear myself whisper. He doesn't turn. He is admantently talking to one of the medics about something.
"Johnny" I say louder and I am startled by the determination in my own voice.
He turns and his eyes land on me.
Before I know it he is in front and I fling my body into his arms, holding as tight as possible, finally letting those tears I was holding in fall.
I can breathe because my Johnny is finally where he belongs.
In my arms.
You look so fragile I could break So now I'm telling you the reason I'm all messed up
But I try to hold myself
Together for the both of us
But in truth I'm just as scared
I just wanna watch you sleep
As you lie here beside me
So close your eyes, I'll guard the door
And when you wake you'll wake with me
And when you wake you'll
just have to look me in the eye and I fall apart
Please let me hold you til I know we're both through this
I couldn't lead another day without you here in my arms
