Okay so far so good, hope you who reads this will bear with me and the spelling and ect... english is not my first language... anyway here is Chapter 2 :

Sonny kept thinking back, he didnt get any sleep, well not that he had gotten any

decent sleep ever since...he closed his eyes and took a deep breath... " I have to find out, if i really buried my husband " sonny said out loud, he knew it sounded crazy, and people would think he had really lost it.. but he couldnt let this feeling go, this feeling that something was off, something was definitely off... but was he just gonna walk up to the police and say he wanted to get Wills grave digged up , so he could look and see for him self - if there really was a body in the coffin.. he sobed at the thought and dropped to his knees... " omg what am I thinking he thought, am i really prepared to look inside the ...he couldnt even finish that thought.

Sonny was not sure how long he had been on the floor, but there was a knock on the

door... " roomservice sir " it came from behind the door.. " one moment Sonny said-, he had totally forgotten that he had ordered some food when he got back in from a

meeting in town. He got to the door and paid for the food- he always paid upfront, he

hated having some bill just waiting to get paid, so he had always paid straight away.

Now he wasent even hungry, just the thought made his stomach turn. He laid back at

the couch - he felt excausted , but he knew he couldnt get any sleep... he made a

quick decision and picked up his phone and worked his thumb over the cover - it was

a picture of his two favorite persons in the world ... will and Ari in the kicthen making pancakes with flour all over the kitchen and on them, but they were both smilling – Ari´s little head against his shoulder and Sonny could still hear the laughs that filled the room, god he missed the sound of Will voice and his laugh. He would sometimes listen to his answering machine which still had some of Wills messages on it that he had left for Sonny. Sonny closed his eyes for a sec. It felt like it was just yesterday.

he open his phone and waits for the person on the other end to pick up " its me, Sonny, i need a huge favor..."

Sonny was on the plane, he had told his Uncle Vic that he would take the next plane

to go home to salem but his uncle would hear nothing of it and because he himself was in paris he told Sonny they could go together in his private jet. So here he was, he was both nervous and yet happy to go back home, he missed his little girl, his

parents, his family, his friends, but he also knew he had to go there to find out the truth about his Will.. he was scared but he still needed to know.

His uncle and him went straight to the mansion. he would go see the others later because although he had talked a bit with his uncle on the way home, he couldnt really talk about what he really wanted to talk about while on the plane, because they were not really alone , and he had to talk to his uncle in private about this first.

His uncle gave him a a glass of whiskey in his hand and sat in his chair.. " so Sonny

what is up with you, why did you wanted to leave so sudden whats going on, i know you and I know something is wrong, so spill it...

Sonny looked at the glass and turned it around a few times before he looked up... " i have this feeling, and i know people will think im crazy, hell you might even think im crazy " Sonny said before he took a sip, he didnt really like the stuff, but right now he needed it. "

keep going " his Uncle said. - Sonny took a deep breath ….. " please just hear me out before you give me the " are you out of your mind speak " Sonny said. " okay " his uncle nooded. After a few deep breaths, Sonny began " I know you all might think that i really have lost it, but there is something not right about the way Will ...Will..." damn he couldnt say the words.

thank god his uncle knew and simpley said... " I know what you mean...keep going "

Sonny started again " - at the hospital they came up with some lame explanation

that i couldnt see him, that Will had made some kinda will that knowone should see

him dead, if something would happen to him, that we should remember him alive

and not dead.. sonny sobed throu that last sentence and put is hands to his face... " its

okay Sonny , take your time..." his uncle said

" uncle i have this feeling that we didnt bury Will that day that the coffin was empty

or with someone who was NOT Will...and i know how this sound, i know it, but i cant shake this feeling off, i think Will is alive, and he needs me to find him...please help me uncle, i need to know and i just know he is out there waiting for me to find him - to bring him home, please help me" his hands was still shaking, if his uncle didnt wanted to help him, he didnt know who else to turn too, who wouldnt think he was crazy... His uncle stood up and went over to Sonny and put his hand on his shoulder and simpley said...

" I belive you Son, i belive you and i will help you ….."