Jason pulled the black helmet off as he shut off the motorcycle. They had talked for nearly an hour, putting everything out in the open. Alternating between tears and anger, Carly had expressed a range of emotions that all lead to one truth: she had had enough. For years, Jason had watched as she struggled to stay afloat in her relationship with Sonny. Now that she was strong again, he wanted to do everything in his power to maintain her strength. She needed to be with the boys, and Jason wanted his family back.

Afterwards, he had left to take a drive. They both needed time to think, and he knew that she wouldn't be able to do it with him in the penthouse. She had offered to go back to her house, but he wanted to see her when got home. The thought of her anywhere else but his penthouse made him feel devastatingly lonely. Thoughts raced through his mind as he drove down a shady lane on the edge of town. The speed helped put things in perspective. He knew that a drive would help, it was something that he always came back to when everything else didn't make sense.

"Carly," he called as he walked through the living room. Walking into the room that once been Michael's, he found her curled up in a chair next to the window. She didn't hear him standing at the door, obviously caught up in her own little world as she stared at the sparkling city below. "Hey."

She turned her head quickly, obviously caught off guard by his sudden appearance. "Hi."

"I'm sorry," they said in unison.

Carly laughed nervously. "I'm just scared."

"I know, baby, me too," he admitted as he kneeled in front of her on the floor. Carly reached out and traced his jaw with her fingertip, leaving just a ghost of a touch on his warm skin. He turned slightly and placed a tender kiss on her palm. "We'll leave tonight."

"Thank you," she said simply.

"Nothing else needs to happen, there is nothing else I can do. We both want to go see the boys, we have so much to tell them."

"What are we going to tell them?" she asked.

"That's actually something I wanted to talk to you about," he said. "I've never been one for words, you know that. I wish I had this grand way of telling you how I feel, but I don't. All I have is three words: I love you. I want us to be a family."

"That's all I have ever wanted," she murmured as she hugged him tightly. A few kisses later, Carly continued. "I love you, too."

"Then, that is what we will tell the boys. That we love each other and we love them and that we are going to be a family."

"There's one more thing I want to ask you, Jase," she said as he looked at her expectantly. "Will you move into the house with us? I couldn't move them back here, too many memories. But, I also couldn't live without you there everyday. I tried it for far too long, and it never really worked."

"Yeah, I know what you mean," he told her warmly.

Pulling her to the floor and onto his lap, Jason just held her. For all the hours he had wished he could do exactly this and for all the hours his arms had felt empty without her in them, he just held onto her. Silence swept the room, leaving them both utterly content. A shrill ring pierced the room, breaking their comfortable stillness.

Jason looked at the phone and furled his brow at the name on the screen. "Morgan."

"It's Ric, I've got some bad news."

"What happened?"

"Jason, there's been an explosion. I don't know the details," Ric explained, forcing himself to remain as calm as possible. "There was one casualty and one seriously injured. The only people inside were Sonny and Emily. The survivor is being transported to GH."

"We're on our way," were the only words Jason managed to say.