Alright, this story is set right after Michael is sent to prison. If you don't like CarSon don't hate on me. I love Carly with anyone. This is just a quick little story I typed up. The italicized portion is the actual dialect from the episode that aired 5/12/10. I did, however, stop at the point where she asked him to let Jax adopt Morgan. This chapter doesn't have much of my own writing in it but the next chapter does (: As always with all of my stories, ENJOY! oh, and review ;)

Standing in the doorway of his daughter's nursery, Sonny lovingly watched Carly cradle their newborn in the rocking chair Sam and Jason had gotten them for their baby shower. Unable to keep his mind from wandering, Sonny thought back to the best mistake he and Carly ever made.

Sonny walked into his mansion he passed off as a home and saw Carly sitting in his favorite arm chair. "I'm not surprised to see you." He said simply, eyeing Carly, wondering what her true intentions were.

"I'm not surprised to be here." She answered morosely, holding up a glass of Scotch for Sonny to take.

"What are you waiting for? Go ahead. Scream at me, throw things, do what you need to do, 'cause I deserve it." Sonny said, taking a swig of his alcohol and sitting on his coffee table opposite of Carly.

"You begged me not to trust Dante, I insisted in this cover up... with Claudia's death, the whole deal. It just... I don't know." He said, slamming down his glass and rubbing his face.

Carly just looked at him, "We're both responsible for what happened to Michael." She half-heartedly argued. "God, we were so arrogant. We thought we could lie and maneuver our way out of anything. And if this cover up didn't go so horribly wrong, would we have ever admitted the way we raised Michael was twisted and wrong?" Carly questioned.

"I mean, we didn't have a prayer at keeping that kid safe. And we didn't. And now Michael's paying the price." She said, before taking another drink, trying to drown her sorrows and suppress her guilt.

"Permission not granted to take all the blame." Sonny said, trying to lessen the pain for Carly. Seeing all of that regret, and hurt in her eye's was almost too much for him to bare.

"You don't think I'd blame someone else if I could?" Carly asked. "Let's start with Elizabeth." she spat, pouring more drinks while Sonny moved to sit on the couch.

"That sanctimonious bitch, let's blame her. If she hadn't thrown herself at Jason that night at Kelly's I wouldn't have ran to you and we wouldn't have devoured each other. Betrayed our best friend. And jump started that hideous cycle of disaster after disaster. Wouldn't have taken our son down with us. So... Hell yeah let's blame Elizabeth. I already gotta jump start on hating her." Carly said nonchalantly, shrugging her shoulders.

Sonny grinned but said, "Look, it's my fault. I set this thing in motion. Starting with that first night, with you. I wanted to sleep with you, I wanted a family with you. So I lied over and over again, and one thing I said that I was gonna give. I couldn't. I could not deliver a safe life for our kids."

Carly saw the tears in her ex-husbands eyes and she got up out of the worn out arm chair and moved to sit next to him. Sitting with both her feet up on his couch, she looked at him and said, "I knew you were lying. But I let you convince me." Shaking her head, Carly sadly whispered, "We both did this. Sonny, we both did this."

Speaking louder she said, "We got together because we were selfish. And the sex was good, and we could get lost in it for awhile and try and convince ourselves that we weren't these awful people. And because what's dark in you reinforces what's dark in me. And it makes us feel normal, and we're a lot alike. Out of all the people in this world we keep finding each other." Sonny had to look away from Carly's eyes, he couldn't handle the truth he saw in them.

"It's just not fair." He finally said, still not looking directly at Carly.

"You're going to have to be a little more specific." She said setting her drink down on the table.

"This. Us. I know that, uh, I'm the worst thing that's ever happened to you. And it's just not fair of me to love you, to need you. But sometimes it just feels like, you know, you're the only woman in the world." Sonny answered, watching the tears fall down her face as he continued.

Carly finally gave into her desire and moved closer to Sonny. She carefully crawled over to his side of the couch and cupped Sonny's face, placing gentle but hungry kisses on his lips.

Hours later, they woke up on Sonny's couch entangled in each other, covered with a decorative throw.

"Haven't we been here before? The bottom drops out. Someone's life is destroyed. And the only way we deal with it is by drowning in each other." Sonny said gruffly, rubbing Carly's back.

Carly took a deep breath, "It's our own particular brand of denial. We have sex and nothing else exists. Sex is over and we go back to the wreck we've made of our lives. It's our drug, ya' know?" She said sleepily.

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