Hey everyone. Thanks for the great reviews. This is only my second fanfic so I was a little nervous. Sorry to get this chapter up to you guys so late but work gets in the way sometimes. :) I promise their to be more Sonny/Emily one on one soon. I have it posted on http/s13. also which has a lot more fanfics, including this one,about Sonny/Emily then the one I posted before. Next chapter will be up shortly.

Michael ran into the house with Morgan following close behind. Carly looked exhausted she was carrying their bags and ski equipment. She didn't have a free hand. Emily walked over.

"Need a hand?" she asked.

Carly sighed. "I need a martini and a hot bath," she said tossing her hair out of her face.

Emily smiled. "Well, Sonny can take care of the martini and I'll take the bags."

"I'm just going to go home," said Carly dropping the stuff on the ground. She hugged her boys and left in desperate need of a spa day.

"What did you put your mom through?" asked Emily to Michael taking his bags.

Michael grinned. "Nothing, we just had a lot of fun."

Emily laughed. "I bet." She had her arms full of their bags and was attempting to climb up the stairs when to her surprise Michael stopped her.

"Em, I'll do it. You look tired."

Emily smiled. "Thanks, bud," she said tussling his hair.

Michael smiled. He didn't know why he let her tussle his hair like that he only let his dad do it. He hated it when his mom did, but with Emily it was different. The day went by quick they went out to eat and then Michael and Morgan were so tired they decided to go to bed early. Sonny finished cleaning up the dishes. Emily had put the boys to bed, but she had decided to read a magazine on the couch. He found her fast asleep with the magazine lying askew on the ground. He laid a blanket on her and kissed her forehead. Beautiful. He climbed the stairs easily and headed towards Michael's room. He knew as tired as Michael was he wouldn't be asleep. He was right, Michael was looking at a book in bed, but Sonny was surprised to see that it was closed.

"What's the matter, buddy?"

Michael sighed. "Nothing."

"Come on you can tell me. I know I'm not Emily but-," Sonny said smiling.

Sonny picked a piece paper up off of the floor. "That's from Emily she told me I could read the next chapter, but it just wasn't the same without her. I thought we could read it tonight, but she didn't say anything. She just said good night."

Sonny sighed gently and sat down on Michael's bed. "You know Emily's sick, right?"

"Yea she told me she has cancer. She's not dying is she?"

"No, but-." Where's Emily when you need her. She's so good at explaining these things. "It's like when you have the flu and you just feel really tired. Emily's really hung in there for you guys, but sometimes she's just too tired."

"I know. I know that she didn't mean to forget me."

"She didn't forget you. She just can't right now Michael."

Michael sighed. "I understand. Thanks, dad."

"OK, night," said Sonny getting up.

"Hey dad, one more thing." Michael smiled. "You like Emily don't you."

"What do you mean?" asked Sonny trying to keep his voice under control.

"You like her a lot, don't you."

"Yea, I really do." Sonny wasn't going to ask for Michael's opinion on it because his son would go on a power trip.

"I think it'll be cool having Emily around," said Michael nonchalantly.

"Good," said Sonny. He smiled. "Sleep tight."

Sonny closed the door quietly and walked back down the stairs to see Emily still fast asleep. He picked her up and she wrapped her arms around his neck.

"I'm so tired," she yawned.

He nodded trying not to let it show how much it pained him to see this beautiful, strong woman of his so weak. "Shh," he whispered climbing the stairs.

"I'm sorry," she whispered snuggling her head into his chest.

Sonny headed towards the guest room. "Don't be."

She looked up into his eyes and gave into the urge to kiss him. "I don't want to sleep alone tonight."

Sonny kissed her back. "I can't ever say no to you," he said opening the door to his room. He laid her down on his bed.

"In two months this will all be over I promise," she said as he pulled the covers up around her. He stripped down to his boxers and climbed in next to her. She curled up into his arms. His arms the only place she was safe from the past, the present, and the future.

"Two months," he said reassuring her.

"Two months," she said kissing him and retreating to their world.