A/N: no you're not hallucinating...i updated...HOORAY! sorry for the lack of, curse you work and the need for a steady paycheck &shakes fist angrily in the air& anyway, i'll have updates for each story this weekend.

P.S. IMPORTANTE!> to get the full affect of this chapter...i STRONGLY encourage you think the Talented Tams in this!

Ch. 29 Crash Into You

She hadn't said anything to him, not since they spoke when she first arrived at the hospital. Not even after they'd heard the results from the doctor. Not a word. Sonny was not sure exactly what it was he had been expecting her to do, but he was expecting some sort of reaction. Instead, she only stood just inside the doorway, looking unfazed by the news.

A few minutes after the doctor's words had sunk in, she'd left; not giving him the opportunity to speak with her. They didn't arrive together, so he wasn't able to say anything to her on the way home, either. In truth, he had no idea what was going to happen from here on out. He arrived at the penthouse and was more than disappointed that Carly wasn't there. Pushing it aside, he fixed himself a drink and sat down on the leather couch.

The sound of the door opening quickly grabbed his attention. At the sight of his wife crossing the threshold, he rose to his feet, forgetting the drink which dropped to the ground without a care. Neither noticed Max close the door as they held each other's gaze.

She hugged herself tightly, feeling a wave of emotions going through her body. Sonny could clearly see the moisture glistening in her beautiful brown eyes and was almost positive that his own looked the same. He wanted to say something; he needed to say something. But nothing came to him.

Nothing and everything passed between them during the emotional silence. The thunderous, torturing, unbearable silence. After what felt like a thousand eternities for Sonny, the silence broke.

"Sonny?" she choked out as tears began to freely cascade down her face.

Hearing her voice; seeing her tears, Sonny suddenly realized that she was too far away from him. Taking quick steps, he was instantly in front of her.

"Come here." he said softly, wrapping his arms around her.

He felt her fall into him, viciously returning the embrace as if holding on for dear life. She buried her face in the crook of his neck as the tears became sobs that racked through her entire body. He squeezed back, just as tight, never wanting to loosen his hold on her. Never wanting to let her out of his sight. Surprising him, Carly pulled back slightly. She placed her forehead against his and softly, yet desperately ran her hands over his face. He closed his eyes for a moment, feeling her fingers travel over his features.

"This isn't a dream?" she asked, stroking his face as his eyes began to water along with hers.

"No." he whispered, running his hand through her hair. "It's real."

"It's real." she repeated, laughing through her tears. "It's really real."

"Yeah." he replied as he pulled back and wiped away a few tears as more fell. "it's over."

"Yeah." she answered, smiling.

He didn't know how, but they made their way over to the couch without ever letting go or loosening the hold they kept on one another and sat down. He leaned back against the soft material, swearing in his mind that no matter how soft it was, nothing could ever beat the soft, tender feel of her skin against his. He felt her slender arms that were snaked around his midsection and her head as she laid it against his chest. She squeezed him tightly to her, telling him that she needed the closeness as much as he did. She needed to keep him as near as possible. He smelt the familiar scent of her hair; better than the sweetest of perfumes. A small vibration came against his chest and he knew that she was talking again.

"I was so scared." she said honestly. "So scared."

"Shh." he soothed, running his fingers lightly through her soft hair. It hadn't been that long since she'd refused to let him touch or even speak to her, but Sonny felt that anytime away from her was too much time. "There's nothing to be scared of; not now."

She knew what he meant. There would still be things to fear, but not right now. Right now it felt like all was right with the world. Mainly because at the moment, the only existing world was in her arms. The problems they needed to face would wait until tomorrow. Tomorrow was the furthest thing from her thoughts. As far as she was concerned, there was no such thing. Carly breathed in his scent as she lay against him and, if it was possible, pulled him closer to her.

"What do you want to do, now?" he asked, kissing the top of her head.

"Hold on." she said simply. "I just want to hold on."

The man nodded at her answer. It wasn't what he meant really when he had asked the question. He meant to ask what she wanted to do that night. Spend it with the boys, by themselves, or anything else her heart desired. Anything she wanted to do, he was ready and willing to oblige.

That's the way he wanted it to be.

The way it was going to be.

It wasn't what he meant, but he loved the answer.

Placing another kiss on her, he squeezed tighter and whispered to her.

"Forever."

A/N: I know it was short and lacking journey, but I felt like it deserved a chapter all it's own. I completely pictured this scene in my head (with TB of course) and knew it needed to stand alone. Hope you liked.