Johnny's p.o.v, 3:25am

''Hey, it's Johnny. Leave a message.'' I hear my voice on the answering machine say before the machine beeps. Carly just fell asleep so i reach over to unplug the phone when he talks.

''Oh, John boy...seems like little Carly's gotten into some trouble! First Trevor Philips shows up and then the violet eyed one causes a shootout in the morgue...'' Ivory says before the machine goes dead. I look up, seeing that Carly's unplugged it.

''The guy's a damn stalker! Maybe i should clear my schedule of everything and make his life a living hell.'' Carly says. Damn, she's quiet. I didn't even hear her wake up.

''Smartass. Come here.'' I say, pulling Carly into my lap and wrapping my arms around her. ''Last time that i checked on you, you were sleeping. What's wrong?'' I say.

''I heard you walking around. Ashley giving you hell?'' Carly says. Last time that i heard that tone of voice was after i broke up with Ash. Went straight to my 'kid sister's' apartment that night too.

''Nah. Not like she used to. That was a long time ago.'' I say as Carly rests her head against my shoulder. She's exhausted but she's fighting it. Oh yeah, this one reminds me of Gionna.

9/21/99, Cipriani apartment in Bohan, 4:23am

''Ignore it, it'll go straight to voicemail.'' 19 year old Gionna says, still asleep and trying to ignore the phone. Johnny knew that Gionna could be bitchy sometimes when her sleep was disturbed.

''Come on, someone wants your attention.'' Johnny says before the voicemail message plays.

''Hey, there. I'm not home right now so leave a message.'' Gionna's voice on the machine says before the machine beeps.

''You're not home, huh? Funny because i can see Johnny's motorcycle outside. Either he snuck in or you let him in...'' Ashley says before Gionna gets up, yanking the phone cord out of the socket.

'Shut it, lying bitch!' Gionna thought before walking back to the bed and lying down.

''Remind me never to piss you off when you're half asleep.'' Johnny says before Gionna sneezes. ''Bless you. Still got that cold?'' He says, putting his hand on Gionna's forehead. She felt warm but not like yesterday. Johnny had stopped by yesterday to check on her, only to find her coughing, sneezing and fighting a 101° fever.

Gionna nods sleepily, struggling to keep her eyes open. It doesn't take too long for her to fall asleep, Johnny following a few seconds after.

Present day, Third Person Persptctive...

(( ''It...It's too late...for that.'' Carly chokes out as Franklin presses his shirt to the bullet wound in Carly's left side. He knew that she was right but he wasn't going to stop. She took a bullet for him and the mystery shooter was already gone.

''C...Carly...'' Franklin says, feeling Carly's wrist for a pulse. It was too late...she was gone...))

Franklin bolted upright, opening his eyes and looks around, finding himself in his bedroom and not in the desert. He had bad dreams after Tanisha's brother was shot to death but in those ones, Tanisha blamed him for her brother's death...because Franklin was there when it happened.

Franklin grabs his phone, calling Carly's number...but he only got her voicemail.

''Leave a message and i'll call back.'' Carly's voice on the answering machine says before the beep.

''Carly, it's Franklin. When you get this, call me and let me know that you're okay.'' Franklin says before hanging up and sets his phone down on the nightstand. He fell back asleep, reassuring himself that she'll be okay, she can handle herself.