AN- hey everyone!!! ::ducks to avoid punches:: I know that I havent updated this fic in a while… writers block… but Im back, again!! I hope you like all the twists and turns that I have coming for you!! Just a warning… :o)

Jason made his way over to Sonny, leaving Courtney standing there. Honestly, all Jason wanted to do right now was to take all the pain away from his wife and his only child. He didn't want them to hurt like this. They deserved better. And Jason definitely didn't need anymore bad news right then. But he was about to get some. Leave it to Sonny… and he didn't even know about Emma yet…

"Hey man, how's my girl?" Sonny inquired about Emma. Jason had to struggle to fight back his tears. And he struggled, he really did, but it didn't work. Tears filled his dark blue eyes and threatened to spill over.

"Uhh… Emma's sick Sonny. She's really sick." Jason somehow managed to say. Sonny's eyes traveled over to his sister. She seemed to be lost. Her eyes were all glazed over and out of focus. But she was staring at Emma's door. And Sonny began to get angry. He wanted answers.

"What do you mean sick Jason? How sick?" Sonny demanded.

"She- Emma, my baby girl… has uhh, she has…" Jason couldn't bring himself to say the word. The word. Cancer. Such a terrible word, a word that wasn't really just a word. Cancer took lives away. Cancer could take Emma away. Jason couldn't deal with that.

"She has leukemia," Courtney said, her eyes still focused on her daughter's hospital room door.

"No, no." Sonny said in outrage. "She can't. Not her. Emma has been through so much already. Too much. Cancer couldn't possibly be what she has." Sonny was in denial. But then again, so was Jason.

"Its true Sonny, she's sick. They don't know if- if they ca-caught it e-early enough," Jason sputtered.

"Oh God. Oh Jason. Im sorry man. Im so sorry," Sonny whispered as he pulled Jason into a hug. Jason held on to his best friend. He scrunched up his face, in attempt to shove out all the pain. But his tears just spilled over down his cheeks and onto Sonny's shoulder. Sonny patted him on the back, released him, and walked over to his sister.

"Sonny, please don't tell me that everything is going to be okay. Don't tell me that my daughter is going to be fine. That everything will work out in the end. Because Sonny? I'm wishing for a miracle here. And in my experience, you get one in your lifetime. Having Emma was my miracle."

"Courtney… you're a wonderful mother and wife and sister. You're one of the best people I know. And I love you. I love you so much. That's why I'm telling you that you ARE going to get through this. We're all going to help you," Sonny told his little sister as she began to sob. He took Courtney into his arms and held her, whispering in her ear every once in a while, to calm her down.

Jason watched brother and sister hold on to each other. And felt helpless. He saw Sonny comforting his wife… but most of all… what Courtney had said touched Jason. She had spilled her soul to her brother. Not to him.