A/N: I just really enjoy writing up different scenarios on how to kill Carlos. He has to go! But this came to me and I decided to write it out for you all. I suck at writing action things so it gets skipped over :/ The beginning starts off as a flashback of White Angels Wings, this is not the idea that you sent me to write. I was already in the process of writing this before you sent me that PM. I hope y'all like this. I will probably be in 3 parts. Thank you guys for all your support!

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Carlos was dead.

Michael was thankful that Anna Devane finally told him the truth about why she was searching for Sabrina the night she left. He went through different emotions about the news that she left Port Charles. From the fact that Carlos was alive to her making the decision to leave with him; he was beyond pissed that Sabrina left. Michael wanted in on retrieving her when Robert Scorpio told Anna that Carlos and Sabrina had came back to the New York area. He had no idea what to expect when they went inside the church to find Sabrina wearing a wedding dress and seeing Carlos gripping her forearms. Blinded by rage, he stormed over, despite the objections from Dante, before Carlos stopped him and declared that they were there for a celebration.

"I knew you all would be coming here. Hell, I even left you a trail of breadcrumbs leading you all to come right here. Sabrina, read them the speech I prepared." Michael couldn't see Sabrina's face as it was hidden by the veil. He wouldn't until Carlos instructed her to "face the audience." He was shocked at her battered face and couldn't hold back his outrage at the fact that Carlos put his hands on her. It took all of Dante's power to hold Michael down in the pews while Carlos was laughing, "Go ahead, querrida."

Sabrina took in a shaky breath and read, "Welcome to the wedding of Carlos Rivera and Sabrina Maria Dominica Santiago. Help the celebrate their union and making a family with their daughter: Sophia Elise Rivera-Santiago." She couldn't look at any of them in the face as she put herself into the position and now there was no way to get out.

"You could've put a little more pizazz into it, but you haven't been doing anything right lately."

"Carlos...please. Don't make me do this."

"Hush now. Turn back around and tell Michael the truth." Sabrina closed her eyes and turned back around refusing to look him in his eyes, "Sabrina, look at me. It's okay. Don't listen to him." She opened her eyes and looked at him. She took a deep breath and opened her mouth to speak, "I never loved you. I love Carlos and I'm staying with him. You all can stay for the wedding but Carlos and I would appreciate it if you would leave right after." Michael didn't know what happened after that. Either it was Anna or Jordan who had enough of the spectacle which in turn angered Carlos. He just remembered Dante throwing him down onto the ground to protect him from the bullets. He couldn't spot Sabrina anywhere, until he saw her body lying on the ground. Nothing mattered to him at that point but making sure she was okay. And that's what he was doing right now.

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Michael cradled her in his arms, stroking her face gently. "You're honestly just being stubborn right now. I need you to open your eyes. I have to yell at you and make sure that I criticize your decision making skills. In order to do that, you have to be awake." There was no movement from Sabrina and he was positive she wasn't even breathing, "Sabrina...please. Please don't leave me," his voice broke, "And if you don't want to wake up for me, what about your daughter? Or Felix? Hell, even Tracy. You can't leave us. Do it for us, please just do it for us." Complete silence surrounded Michael while he was sitting on the floor of the church with Sabrina in his arms. He had no idea what to do in order to make her wake up. He placed her down gently on the ground and slipped his jacket underneath her head. There was no way that she was leaving her body right now. He looked around and spotted the sympathetic face of Dante standing in the entrance of the church. He turned his attention back to Sabrina and laid his head on her chest. Michael couldn't be strong any longer and sobbed into her chest. He released all his anger and sadness through his sobs. There was no stopping the emotions that poured from him.

"You're snot is dripping on me." Michael sprang up and looked at Sabrina.

"Bri?" Sabrina slowly tried to open her eyes but shut them immediately due to the bright lights, "Concussion...it hurts." Michael couldn't help but stare in disbelief that she was awake and talking. "You're okay," he whispered.

Sabrina forced herself to open her eyes and look at him, "Hi."

Michael let out a slight chuckle and pulled her gently back into his arms, "Hi. You came back to me."

"Of course I did," Sabrina snuggled in closer to his warmth, "Keep talking to me so I can stay awake." He kissed her forehead, "I will always keep talking to you." She was going to say something else before she came to a realization, "Sophia! Where is she?" She tried getting up but Michael stopped her. "She's fine. I promise you she's fine. Here," he helped her sit up, but still held her to support her. "Dante took her and I trusted him to take care of her. He won't let anything happen."

"Carlos?" Michael shook his head, "He's gone." Sabrina didn't know how to react to the news that he was dead. After all he'd done to her; it was a relief that he couldn't hurt her or her daughter anymore. "How long was I out for?"

"At least 30 minutes," she looked at him shocked, "He pushed you away and I think you hit your head. There's blood on your veil." Sabrina looked down. She completely forgot she was about to marry Carlos. "Michael...I'm so sorry. I never meant to-"

"Not right now. We can talk about this later. You need to go to the hospital so they can fix you up."

"I want to go home, Michael. Please take me home."

"You need to go to the hospital. A doctor needs to make sure you're okay. You and your daughter." Sabrina tried to protest before Michael cut her off, "The last thing you need to do with me is argue. You're going to the hospital and that's final." She couldn't help but smile at him as much as she could despite her split open lip, "Okay. I want to go to GH. We're closer than you think. I need to see Felix."

"As long as you're going; it doesn't matter." Michael helped stand before he picked her up and carried her out of the church.