A.N: Sorry it took me so long to upload this chapter…I've had a lot of things going on this past week…sorry for the wait!



Sonny and Jason made it quickly to the agreed meeting place: the peer. Once the two men arrived there the only other individual in sight was A.J Quatermaine.



"Get out of here A.J." Sonny ordered forcefully as he turned his head casually in all directions for any sign of other company. A.J said nothing but crossed his arms smugly in front of his chest and revealed a sly smile, which caused Sonny and Jason's nerves to rise.



"Are you going to stand there like a jackass, or are you going to leave like I said? Will I be forced to escort you?" Sonny threatened as he, too, crossed his arms in front of his chest, representing anger and annoyance. Jason, however, looked curious at A.J's smugness.



"Why would I leave," A.J began as he unfolded his arms from his chest and hung them lifelessly to his side, continuing to smile rather proudly. A.J proceeded on, "If you asked me to meet you here?"



Sonny's eyes narrowed as if he didn't quite correctly comprehend the words that A.J had just bluntly spoken. "Excuse me?" Sonny finally spoke as he raised his arm and pointed angrily at A.J's head as if he wished a gun was placed there. "You…" Sonny's voice trailed off as he turned around once again to recoup his strength and took a quick glance at his right hand man, whom looked just as surprised as Sonny did. "You're the one who caused my wife so much stress?"



A.J looked smugger then ever; he appeared to be aware that he had the upper hand upon Sonny.



"It's better then calling the cops and telling them what I saw, isn't it?" A.J voiced with a tone of sarcasm.



"You leave my family out of this. No matter what you think you saw or didn't see, my wife isn't to be involved in this, understood?" Sonny demanded as he, once again, raised his arm as he spoke aggressively.



"I think I'm the one who is calling the shots now, Sonny. I could easily go to the cops and tell them what I saw. Michael would be under my custody before you know what hit you. Don't push me, Sonny." A.J threatened as he began to reveal agitation, and what appeared to Sonny, a hint of fear.



"You don't know what you saw. You're an alcoholic. You're making up rubbish to get to Michael. He's worth more then manipulation, A.J."



"I know what I saw. I saw—"



"Where's your proof? Huh? Go ahead; go to the cops. Go spill your heart out to Baldwin. But just know that once this passes by you'll be the one who won't know what hit you."



A.J's smile instantly turned into a baffled frown. He starred at the two men standing before him and stuck his hands nervously into the pockets of his khakis, then automatically released them and raised his arm and pointed it in Sonny's direction.



"You're not going to get away with this."



Sonny took a few slow steps closer to A.J until he was almost in arm length with him, which caused A.J to automatically lower his arm back to his side.



"It looks like I just did. And don't ever point to me." Sonny scolded as he released an intimidating smile, and even his dimples looked poisonous.



"Don't ever underestimate me." A.J shot back. "I got you two and Carly wrapped around my finger and you don't even see it. Open your eyes, Sonny. It's over." A.J said at last before he turned the other direction and headed quickly up the stairs, turning his back to check the position of Sonny and Jason.



"Keep walking," Jason shout out behind him, and A.J began at a fast pace before he turned the corner and vanished from sight.



"I hope you know what you're doing." Jason finally said once he was sure they were the only ones present.



"I hope he knows what he just did." Sonny replied as he turned his head and looked, once again, at the lonely docks in which A.J had just disappeared.