Jason had moved away from her, over to his desk. He rifled through it.

"Do you have a safe house that the boys and I can go to?" Carly asked

He said, "Yeah. When I took the business from Sonny I set up a place no one else knows about. Just in case everyone turned on me and sided with him."

"Then we will go there today. Now." She couldn't believe it was all falling in place. This was what she had to do, keep taking these steps away from Jason and get her boys to safety.

But it was painful.

It felt like she was standing on top of Mount Everest. She couldn't get enough air into her lungs and her body ached down to her bones.

The cost of losing Jason was more than emotional or mental, it would be physical as well. And might not ever end.

Still Carly would do this. She had to. No more bullets would enter the body of her little boys.

Jason pulled out a key from the bottom drawer of the desk. "God, I never wanted to have to use this. This key goes to a safety deposit box at the First National Bank in New York City. The fifth avenue location. Inside the box are papers that establish identities for you, Micheal, and Morgan."

He passed her the key. "You can be someone else by morning, Carly."

"I better get going then. Before Sonny realizes Morgan has left General Hospital."

Jason followed her down to the limo where Milo had the children. She stood next to the vehicle and said, "I guess this is it, then. Huh?"

Her voice cracked. "Oh, God, Jase." She hugged him, trying to soak in the very essence of him, to take a bigger part of him with her than she already carried.

A car pulled into the underground garage. "It's Sonny." Jason whispered. "Get in the car, quick."

He yanked open the door and she dived inside. Morgan started saying "Mommy!"

"Shh." Carly said, raising a finger to her lips.

Jason turned and watched Sonny climbing out of his car.

Sonny asked, "That was Carly. Where is she going?"

Jason stared back at him.

"Oh, I get it." Sonny said "She still blames me for the shooting. That's why she doesn't want to face me right now. " he called out, loudly, "Carly, talk to me! We have to get over this for the kids sake."

Jason said, "Give her space."

Sonny let out a breath. "Well, I came here to see you anyway. Heading upstairs?"

"No," Jason said "I have to go somewhere with Carly. I...promised her."

Sonny studied him for a moment, knowing Jason was hiding something. Then he nodded and said,
"I guess I will have to catch up with you later, then."

Sonny climbed back in his car and drove away.

Jason got in the limo. His eyes met Carly's. She mouthed, "Thank you."

Jason said hello to Micheal and then said to Morgan, "You feeling better, buddy?"

"All patched up, Uncle Jason."

Jason pressed the button to roll down the glass between the back and front seat. He said to Milo, "Get us out of here."

"Where we headed?" asked Milo

"You got us...me this far, Jason." Carly said "I can take it from here. Sonny will never know you helped me."

Jason locked eyes with her. She said, "It's okay, Jase. You can say good bye here."

He looked at Morgan, whose lips started to quiver, and Micheal, who stared out the window, refusing to look at them. Like Carly he wore his emotions on his sleeve. He couldn't handle leaving, and if he talked about it might scream or cry, so instead Micheal didn't say a word.

His brother had survived. And though none of the adults knew it, little Micheal had made a deal with God. If Morgan made it then Micheal would do whatever he had to in order to protect his brother for life. If that meant leaving Port Charles then Micheal wouldn't fight Carly on it. He had been taught by Jason that once you gave your word, like he had to God, you kept it.

Milo asked again, "Where to?"

Jason answered, "First stop, New York City."

Carly hoped Jason wasn't throwing away his life for her. She desperately wanted to pack him into her suitcase and carry him everywhere she went in the world. But she pushed away that selfish desire and tried to put what he wanted and needed first.
Being Sonny's right hand man was his life. The only thing he did well, he always said. She didn't want to leave Jason to battle Sonny over this when she was gone.
Yes, she knew Jason would have to lie. But he could still live his life just as he always had. If he could just keep her secret, like when Micheal was a baby.

When they got to the bank, the kids were sleeping in the car. Milo stayed with them while Jason and Carly went inside. The bank would be closing at six p.m.., only twenty minutes away.

They got in line and then spoke to the teller. When they got back to the safety deposit box Jason opened it and passed her the contents. "Put this all in your purse."

She looked at it. Bank statements from off shore accounts, credit cards, and passports. She opened each one.

A picture of Micheal had the name Mick Brady listed under it. The one for Morgan had the name Logan Brady.

Carly's new name was Carmen Brady.

Carly shoved everything in her bag but the last passport. "One for Milo? You anticipated I would need a guard?" she asked "You think of everything."

An announcement came over the loudspeaker "The bank will close in five minutes. Please conclude your business."

"Lets go." Jason said

Carly flipped open the last ID. Jason's face stared back at her. His new name was Jake Brady.

"Jase." she said, going completely still.

He put his hand on her back. "If we are doing this, we need to keep moving."

(On my knees, I'll ask
Last chance for one last dance.

Cause with you, I'd withstand
all of hell to hold your hand.

I'd give it all.

I'd give for us.

Give anything but I won't give up!
'Cause you know,
you know, you know...

I have loved you all along!

And I forgive you
For being away for far too long.

So keep breathing
'Cause I'm not leaving you anymore

Believe it
Hold on to me and, never let me go!)

Far Away by Nickel Back