A/N: It's been a little while since I have updated and I apologize for that but the holidays are over and hopefully things can get back to normal. So anyway, thank you so much for the never ending reviews. Sorry there wasn't any Christmas miracle for the Morgans… I know that's what all of you want but I can't promise it will happen. But I'm happy that you are all still reading, even though you aren't getting exactly what you want. But right now you probably want me to shut up and get to the story, so here it is.

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Nothing Less Than an Impossible Fate

Chapter Thirteen: Angry Confrontations

"Terrible?" Carly asked confused.

"Well, first we couldn't even manage to get his wheelchair through the front door. I had to transfer him to the chair next to the door and close his wheelchair to get it in the house. And his chair barely fit down the hallway and around the furniture… We couldn't go past the deck because his chair wouldn't move in the sand. There were many nights we sat on the deck and I would look at him. He wanted to be in the water so badly. He wanted to walk along the shore with me and we couldn't do any of that…"

"Oh honey, I'm so sorry. I should have thought before I sent to down there. I wasn't thinking about the house not being equipped for his chair and I didn't think about the sand. I was only trying to get you away from here, help get your mind off of the time and date… I'm so sorry."

"It's fine. Really. It kind of forced us to realize that we have things pretty easy where we are at right now. Being there, it reminded us of when he first came home from the hospital and was just getting used to his chair and maneuvering it… We have come so far in the past twelve months." She paused a moment, remembering. "This trip gave us a chance to get away from everything but it also forced us to talk. We have both dealt with this in two different ways and we were forced to talk about everything. I actually talked to him and told him the pain that I was going through and he actually listened. We have never sat down and truly talked about everything that has happened. We both pretty much bottled up all of our emotions from the past year inside ourselves." She smiled. "This whole experience has brought us closer than ever and has made our marriage even stronger. I know now that we can make it through anything."

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Where did he begin? Would things ever be the same between them again? Would he ever be able to look at him the same way?

"What did you need to talk to me about?" Sonny finally broke the silence. He had been sitting on the couch for the last half hour, watching his best friend fight a battle within himself, but he wasn't quite sure what that battle was. Whatever it was, Jason was undecided on whether to mention it or keep it locked inside of himself. "So… how was your vacation?" Sonny decided to start the conversation.

"Fine."

Sonny sighed. "What's on your mind, Jason?"

"Why didn't you tell me?" The words coming out a little angrier than he intended for them to.

"What are you talking? What didn't I tell you?" Sonny asked confused.

This wasn't exactly how he had wanted to talk to Sonny. He was hoping that he could keep things calm and not lose control of his emotions. But he wasn't having much hope. How could he? This wasn't something small that he "failed to mention." This was a decision on whether he was going to live or not. That wasn't exactly an everyday decision.

"Courtney and I talked on the island… She told me about the day I woke up." Jason looked for any sign of recognition on Sonny's face but saw nothing registering. "Why did you want me to die?"

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"So what did you do while we were away?" Courtney asked.

"Well… first, I tried to make Sonny a romantic dinner but the chicken wouldn't cook. Well you, know Sonny came home and kicked me out of 'his kitchen', after giving me a huge, long lecture about how I actually had to turn the stove on…" Carly stopped speaking and stared at an almost crying Courtney.

"You mean…" She took a deep breath. "You didn't turn the stove on! That… wow, that takes talent."

"How was I supposed to know? Sonny never lets me near his kitchen!" Carly stated matter-of-factly.

"You didn't turn the stove on…" This brought on a whole new round of laughter and tears and Carly just sat back and watched.

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Sonny was shocked. "What do you mean, 'want you to die?' I would never want you to die. You are my best friend, my sister's husband…" He stopped and remembered the significance of that day, minus his waking up. "Courtney told you."

"Did you really think you could keep it a secret forever? Why didn't you tell me?"

That was a good question. Why hadn't he told him? He had been through so much already and had shown just how strong he was, why hadn't he just told him? It certainly would have taken a lot of his guilt away. He sighed. "I don't know why I never told you… I guess it was just the rule of the unspoken. We were going to take you off the life support but you woke up and we just never mentioned it again."

Jason sat quietly for a moment, pondering what he had just heard. "It didn't bother you? It didn't matter to you that you were going to kill me?"

"Of course it bothered me… It was one of the hardest things that I was ever going to have to do. Not just because that meant that you would be gone but because I knew that I was risking everything with Courtney. But Jason, you didn't see her… She spent every moment in that hospital, by your side. It was killing her to see you like that and no one expected you to wake up..." He paused and watched his best friend's reaction. He knew now that he would have made a mistake if they had been a little sooner with the procedure, but he hadn't known that then, and if he had, the thought wouldn't have ever have entered his mind. "I'm sorry… I just—I didn't know what to do. I wanted to do what was best for my sister."

"And that was killing me? That was breaking her heart in two? That was going against her feelings? That was ignoring her when she believed that I would wake up, that she knew I was going to wake up?" Jason spat angrily.

"It wasn't easy on the rest of us either!" Sonny yelled. "You think Monica wanted to go into work everyday and see her son in a hospital bed, nonmoving? You think I wanted to listen to my wife cry herself to sleep every night? You think I wanted to blame myself for making you work that night, for making you leave Courtney where you would have been safe?"

"And your solution to all of that was causing more pain. Forcing Monica to wake up every morning to a world where her son no longer lived at all, where she would never see me. The same for Carly. You think taking me off life support would have helped your guilt any, knowing everyday that you gave the order. Knowing that you had pushed your sister away and hurt her for the final time? That was your solution?"

They stopped arguing when the door opened and the two women walked back in. They stopped dead in their tracks when they saw Sonny standing by the fireplace and Jason next to the couch, the looks on their faces giving everything away.

"Why did you tell him?" Sonny harshly asked Courtney,

"What are you talking about?"

"Why did you tell him about the day he woke up? Things just started getting back to normal and you have to go and ruin them!"

"I told him what he deserved to know!"

"Things will never be normal again." Jason stated and Sonny had a sinking suspicion that there was more meaning behind his words. "She told me because I wanted to know. This secret might not have been laying on your conscience but it was laying on hers…She actually cared."

"What are all of you talking about?" Carly asked.

The realization suddenly came to Sonny. Jason wasn't the only one who hadn't known about that day… Carly hadn't known either.

"So I wasn't the only one who didn't know…"

"Maybe we should go and let them talk about this alone…" Courtney suggested.

"Why leave now? You're the one who started all of this. Let's just get all of this out in the open, right here, right now." He turned to his wife and saw that familiar look on her face. The look that said she was angry but scared and worried, unsure of what was to come. "The day Jason woke up…" He began. "You were there, you saw the pain that Courtney was going through—"

"Don't even try and push this off like it was for my benefit. I told you what I wanted and my opinion didn't matter to you…" Courtney said angrily.

"Monica and I talked and we came to a decision…" Sonny continued ignoring Courtney's outburst. "We decided to take Jason off of the life support."

"You what?" She asked astonished.

"We didn't think he was going to wake up. We thought it would be the better thing to do, that it would help Courtney. We thought we were doing what Jason would have wanted."

"Exactly how did you think that taking Jason off life support would be what he wanted? Did you really think that he would want to leave everyone that he loves? Did you really think he would have wanted to put everyone through the pain? Michael, Morgan? Courtney?"

"We made a mistake! I get that! But did you honestly think that he was ever going to wake up again? No one did! Not even the doctors…" Sonny argued.

"Courtney believed." Jason stated.

"And you really think that the heartbroken words of an ex wife would have stopped doctors from taking you off themselves in a few months?" Sonny asked. "She 'knew' you were going to wake up…"

"I did, didn't I?"

He looked at the three in the room. "I admit. I was wrong. Okay? I was wrong. If we would have decided to go through with it a day earlier, you would be here. I get that. But can you really say that you are happy? That you wouldn't prefer to be dead than be in that chair?"

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Okay… wow, my hand hurts. So there is chapter thirteen. I hope you enjoyed it. A bit emotional and I actually like this chapter. lol So get moving and tell me what you thought. I wanna have bunches of reviews when I check my mail tomorrow!