** Don't own the characters… only own the story in my head : )

Nothing to Forgive

Chapter 2

Carly stood in shock as she watched her oldest son being led away in handcuffs.

5 years… Her baby was going to prison for 5 years and it was all her fault.

Looking around she caught the pitying glances of Robin and Patrick, the pleading look on Lulu's face, and finally the totally devastation on Jason's. Sam had wrapped her arms around him and was trying to comfort him without much success. He wouldn't even look at her and she could only imagine what was going through his head.

"Liar!"

The yell and movement out of the corner of her eye penetrated her state of disbelief. She found herself staring at Morgan as he threw himself at Dante, fists flying.

As Dante held Morgan away he tried to get through to his little brother but nothing seemed to stop the hostility he was up against.

Carly quietly walked over to Morgan and called his name and Morgan jerked himself out of Dante's grasp with a sob of defeat.

"You promised me that everything would be ok. You stood there and told me to trust you. Everyone warned me not to, but I did anyway. You are not my brother… I only have one brother and you just got him sent to prison… You are nothing to me… nothing… Someday I am going to get justice for Michael and you are going to be sorry." Morgan ended his emotional tirade by throwing himself into his mother's arms and letting her lead him away.

Sonny looked at his oldest son and shook his head, "I hope that you're sense of fairness and righteousness keep you up at night when you finally realize just what they cost you."

Dante stood staring after his father and felt his chest tighten as he remembered the look of hate and betrayal on Morgan's face. He was right wasn't he… the judge had been too harsh on Michael, but Dante had been right to try and help his brother hadn't he?

Carly peeked into Morgan's room for the millionth trying to forget the hurt sobs of frustration that had lasted for an hour. She hated feeling helpless and not being able to fix Morgan's heartache.

In her head she kept hearing his vow of vengeance over and over. This is what her children had learned from the life she had given them. Vengeance. Violence. Betrayal.

She had done this to them. Everyone had been right about her for so long- she was poison. She destroyed everything she came in contact with. She could put the blame on Sonny, but Sonny was just a choice… one of many choices she had made in her life that her children would pay for… it had to stop.

Plans began to form in her head as she went over and over every option, thinking and re-thinking about what she had to do. Jason would try and stop her, she knew that- hell, her mom, Jax and Sonny would try and stop her, but she had no choice. She wouldn't destroy Morgan and Josselyn the way she had nearly destroyed Michael. She wouldn't let Jason shut her out again. She had to make things right for everyone.

Jason stood on the dock, listening to the horns of barges blowing in the distance. He had left the penthouse an hour after Sam had fallen asleep, once again unable to rid himself of the guilt he felt for his part in Michael's fate.

He had thought about going to see Carly, but he couldn't face her, not right now.

Memories of the night they had shared after Michael's arrest filtered through his head. They had been so wrapped up in the hurt and fear that they hadn't even realized that everything they had been feeling for so long has finally exploded into an inferno of need.

Who kissed who, he didn't know, but neither of them had stopped. So after years of holding back, neither of them had fought the need to give the other the comfort and oblivion that they had craved.

There on her back porch, they had made love to each other as if the world was going to end any second.

Sometime right before the sun rose he had gently carried her sleeping body up to her bedroom and then did the one thing that he regretted most…

He didn't wake her, he didn't leave a note. He just left as silently as he had arrived.

Jason knew that he should have faced the night they had shared head on instead of acting like it had been a mistake.

The truth was that he Jason "Stone Cold" Morgan, mob enforcer and killer, was scared shitless. What if he had screwed up the most important relationship in his life?