OMG, SHE'S NOT DEAD?! Guys, I am so sorry. I have been so busy trying to make up work, I haven't had time for this. But I am updating now, and I will try to update tomorrow too.
Disclaimer: I don't own General Hospital or the characters, just this storyline.

As the black started to turn into color, Carly's eyes started to focus on the surroundings. The first things she noticed were the pictures of her, Michael, and Morgan. As she started to look around, she noticed a staircase that looked strangely familiar to her, but she couldn't recall where she knew it from. Carly turned to look at AJ. "Why can't I remember?" She asked, frustrated. "You're blocking it. Your body is ready to give up, so your mind is trying to block reasons to fight. Once you see his face though, you will remember. " He promised her.

Carly looked around, and then a streak of sandy blonde hair caught her eye. She stared at the owner of that piece of hair. A man was holding a picture of a woman, again, it was her. Carly's eyes looked into his icy baby blues, and her breath caught in her throat. "Jason." She whispered. "It was him." Jason was the one talking to her from above, begging her to stay. A soft sniffle brought her attention back to the man curled up in front of her. Jason was crying. Carly felt the sudden urge to protect him again, and hurt whatever was making him cry. "I'm sorry Carly, I'm sorry I couldn't save you. You are in that grave because of me. If I had put guards at every window, and every exit of your apartment, you wouldn't have died." Jason's voice started to crack. He let out an angry shout and threw the picture he was holding, instantly shattering it.

"Maybe if I would have followed my instincts, you'd still be here!" Jason ripped the curtains off of his windows, throwing them into the fireplace. He grabbed a nearby vase and slammed it onto the ground. "Maybe if I would have realized that I still loved you, you would have never married Jax, and you wouldn't have had to go see a therapist, and then you'd still be here!" He screamed. Carly watched as Jason grabbed every glass, plate, bowl, and picture frame in reach. She watched as he shattered them all. Once the whole apartment was trashed, he sunk to his knees and started to sob. "It's all my fault, it's all my fault." He kept repeating. Carly's heart broke. "Jason." She called out. She got no answer.

"Jason!" She said again. "He can't hear you, Carly, all you can do is watch." AJ reminded her. A flash of metal caught her eyes, and Carly's heart stopped. She watched as Jason pulled out his gun, and started laughing. "Well Carly, I guess there's only one solution to our problem. Michael's fine. Joss and Morgan have Sonny and Kate to be there for them, so there's only one thing left to do. You can't be here with me, so I'll come to you." He said. Jason raised the gun up to his head. Carly panicked, instantly flying toward Jason. "Jason no!" She screamed, trying to pull the gun out of his hand, but her hands just went through the gun, as if she were a ghost. "I'm sorry." He whispered.

Carly watched in slow motion as Jason pulled the trigger and fell to the floor. "No!" She screamed. She fell to the floor crying. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry." She sobbed. After a while, Carly stopped and looked at AJ. "I'm ready to fight, I can't give up." AJ nodded. "Then fight. Because heaven would be hell with you in it." He joked. Carly smirked. "You're right. It would be hell. With you in it." AJ nodded and turned around to start walking. "Wait!" Carly shouted. He kept walking. As if a magic switch was pulled, Carly's sight faded to black again.

I am so sorry again guys. I will try to update tomorrow, I will set a reminder on my phone. Thank you for reading. I love y'all, goodnight! - Tayy