Joy- Yes, poor Sonny, has to crush itty Michael's safety net, but, dammit, boy had a right to know! And, like you said, he kept his promise. Sonny, if nothing else, loves his boys and sticks by his word. Two very big parts of his makeup.

Story-

Somewhere, yet nowhere-

It was a beautiful day where she was. Everyone around her was happy, smiles on their faces, all for her. Even Felicia was there, and Frisco. Everyone that she knew and cared for was around her. Maxie couldn't imagine a happier day to get married.

She stood next to him in her white gown. He didn't care that, based on the supposed customs of marriage, she shouldn't have been wearing a white gown. Even with her flaws, which she thought were many and he thought were few, Maxie was perfect in Damian's eyes.

Mac had walked her down the aisle, as he should have. Frisco understood and gave no protest. Maxie was his daughter, but she was Mac's little girl, even if she was all grown up. They all mingled, which was odd given that Sonny and Mac were on opposite sides of the law more often than not. That wasn't important to any of them, though, not on that day. Everyone was happy.

Georgie was crying in her maid of honor dress. It had to be Georgie, no one else could even come close to meaning as much to Maxie as Georgie did. They had a bond that could never be broken, even though they were, at times, just sisters. They'd always come back to that love, always.

The light bounced off the painted glass window. Maxie looked up and noticed that there was a little too much red for her tastes, but she quickly brushed off that thought, nothing could ruin her day.

The priest went through everything that he was supposed to say. Maxie didn't really pay very much attention. She was too lost in seeing Damian in front of her. It was the only time she'd ever seen him in a tuxedo, and he had said that if nothing else it would be the only time that he'd ever be wearing one. She knew that she could get him to wear one again if she really wanted it. He protested more than Michael, their ring boy, her future brother-in-law, much like Morgan, who was nestled safely in Carly's arms. She looked happy for them both as well, even with all the problems that she and Damian had been going through.

She watched as Damian put the ring on Maxie's finger, the beginnings of tears in his eyes. He smiled at her, "With this ring, I thee wed."

She returned the gesture, not even holding back her tears. Out of the corner of her eye she saw that Felicia and Georgie were also crying. "With this ring, I thee wed."

The priest said his piece and presented them as a married couple. It was the happiest day of their life.

Baldwin walked in, surrounded by cops. He looked at Damian, "You're under arrest!"

Maxie's tears changed from joy to agony. How could her perfect day be ruined? "You can't do this! Dad!" She turned to Mac, looking for support. Instead, all she saw was her father, who had just a moment ago given her away, handcuffing the man that was now her husband. "No..." Her voice came out breathless.

"I have to do my job, Maxie."

"Let my son go!" Sonny demanded. When Mac didn't comply, Sonny and Jason pulled out their guns as well as the guards that were there. Mac dove out of the way and went for his own weapon. There was so much screaming and gunfire. Maxie was speechless and couldn't move. She didn't even see a bullet coming right for her until it was too late.

She felt no bullet go into her body. She didn't feel her chest ravaged by the cold metal invention. She opened her eyes and saw the white undershirt being filled with red blood at an alarming rate. She looked up and saw Damian's face before he fell into her arms. "No!" Her cries echoed in the chapel. Everyone stopped the violence. Too little, too late. "Why?" She asked to no one in particular. "Why did everything have to go this way?"

Damian grabbed her hand with what possible strength he had remaining. It wasn't much, but he hoped it would be enough. "I had a minute with you as my wife... it was enough."

She looked down at him again, "Don't... please. Don't die on me!"

"I love you..." His eyes never closed. She looked at them, they would haunt her for eternity.

Everyone was leaving her. They were all leaving the chapel. "Why did this happen?"

"You should have known that this would be the only outcome that could come of the relationship," Georgie said.

Maxie couldn't believe it, "Not you... Georgie, not you. You supported us! You were one of the only people that didn't try and keep us apart."

"And that was a mistake," Dillon remarked. "So many mistakes."

"Don't worry, dear," Felicia's cold face reared over her shoulder. "You can find someone else to be there for you."

"Maybe you can be the new widow," Sonny said bluntly. "You've already had two people that you loved die on you."

"Maybe I'll be next," Lucky added before Jason shot him in the head.

"Three now," Sonny recounted.

Maxie's white dressed was stained by the blood of the man that she loved more than life itself. She looked around, there was so much glass that had been broken and shattered around. She picked up a shard and slit her own throat. The blood ran down her body. If she couldn't be happy, she didn't want to be alive.

Scorpio Household-

Maxie was jarred awake by her nightmare. Everything was so great in the beginning, only to be turned into something horrible in the end. She couldn't survive a relationship like that. But it wouldn't be like that, she had to believe that everything would be perfect. Damian wouldn't let himself get caught up in the life that his father led. But... he was in trouble because of something that happened, something that didn't have anything to do with the person that Damian really was. Maxie couldn't let Damian get in trouble for that, but she didn't know what she could do. She couldn't put her dad's job in jeopardy, that wouldn't be fair to him. The same could be said for Lucky, and those were the only two people that she knew she could trust out of all the people that were working on the force. She didn't have many options, but she had to think of something.

She tried to move, but all she could see were his dead lifeless eyes burned into her mind. The dream... it would haunt her until she knew that he was safe. What if he wasn't? Was it an omen? No, she didn't believe in that stuff. Maxie forced herself up and out of bed. Mac was waiting for her as she opened the door. "Dad?"

"I... didn't know if you were awake or not."

Maxie looked at him, "I'm up."

"Maxie, I have to tell you something, about Damian. He's... he's been arrested for the massacres at the docks."

Maxie shook her head, "No, you can't let them do that to him! You know he's innocent! You told me that you knew he couldn't do anything like that! If you know that he's innocent then why are you trying to punish him!?"

Mac knew she would react in such a manner, but he still couldn't truly prepare himself for how she could take the news. It made him hurt just to know that she was suffering from it so much. "I'm not doing any of it, Maxie. I wouldn't have done it, but I don't have a choice because they have a warrant and it was enough to arrest him."

"Get him out!" Maxie demanded. "Tell them that they're wrong! You have to do something!"

Mac shook his head, "I can't do anything, you know that. I told you that if worse came to worse there would be nothing that I could do. Believe me, I wish I could tell you differently, but that's the truth."

"You're happy that he's in jail, aren't you?" Maxie was irate. "You just wanted to make it seem like you liked him, that you accepted that I loved him so that he would let his guard down and slip up and then you'd get something that you could use against him and his family! I hate you!"

The situation was going a lot worse than Mac had thought. He never expected her to say that she hated him. It almost caused Mac to have an emotional breakdown. He loved his daughter so much, to have her say that she hated him... it was more than he could take. "Maxie, I wish that you could see this rationally, but I know that asking that of you right now is too much. I promised him that I would tell you what he wanted me to tell you, though, and I intend on keeping that promise. He said that he loves you and that you shouldn't worry about him, that he'll be fine."

"You spoke to him?" Maxie's body began to shake with rage.

"I had to make sure that he knew that we weren't all out to get him, that there were a few of who knew that he was innocent. Even if it was me who ended up saying it, Maxie, I still believe it." Mac sighed, "You can say that you hate me all you want, I don't know what's going on in your head right now but I know that you can't be very happy about what's been going on. I accept that you're enraged, which is the only reason why I can brush off those words."

Maxie broke down again, "I didn't mean it, dad. I just thought... you were so mean to him at first... I'm so afraid."

"He's fine, trust me. I might not be able to get him out, but I can make damned sure that he doesn't get treated wrong while he's in my jail."

"You'd do that for me?"

"It's my job to protect the innocent people of this city from being mistreated. Damian's innocent as they come, more than any of us."

"You're not a bad person, dad," Maxie said. "Sometimes you have to do things that might be considered bad, but you don't have a choice."

"Are you really okay now?" Mac wondered. "I know how much you've been through in such a short time with your mother and now this. If you need me to stay at home and just be here with you... I can. I can have Lucky make sure that nothing bad happens to him."

"Lucky's helping you?" Maxie thought back to how mean she was to Lucky just the other day. She would have to apologize and thank him for being so nice and considerate towards Damian.

"He knows what it's like to have someone that you care about slip through the cracks of the justice system," Mac stated. "He wouldn't want that to happen to someone that you cared about, because you're like a little sister to him."

"You say that everything is going to be all right, in the end, but how certain are you?"

Mac couldn't give her a real answer. He wouldn't even make an attempt to lie. "I'm not certain at all. But I won't stop fighting for him."

Maxie sat on the edge of her bed and threw her faced into her cupped hands. She might not even have a chance of letting her nightmare come true.