"Jas?" Carly tried to remember the last time she'd seen him looking so lost. So hurt. So out of control. The only thing she could think of was the hardest memory she had of the two of them together. The night he came into Sonny's penthouse and found her walking downstairs in Sonny's shirt.

She shook her head. No, there was one more recent, and again, it was something she wished had never happened. Jason standing outside of the OR, staring blankly into the room through the small square of glass. Sonny walking up to him. Jason holding him back, telling him that he didn't want to go in there. He didn't want to see it.

Again, Carly shook her head. This wasn't the time to think about any of that, because as bad as things were, they would get better. Jason wouldn't have to see anyone else die. He wouldn't have to lose anyone else that he loved, be it to death or another man.

She hated admitting that Jason loved Sam McCall. Honestly, Carly had never thought that anyone else was deserving of Jason. He was probably the only place where he found herself to be truly selfish. Sure, she could go on with her life. She could go from Sonny to Lorenzo, and all around the world, but Jason had to stay hers and hers alone. Sharing wasn't something she did well, and she damn sure wasn't going to do it with Jason.

But, she couldn't look at him and not let him have his love. Sure, she could say that if he had just not loved her like she told him to, he wouldn't be going through this, but not even Carly could be that cruel. No matter how much she disliked Sam, Jason loved her, and this had to be killing him.

"How, um, how is she?"

Jason blinked at her, like he didn't even hear her. His hand held Sam's tightly, gripping her fingers. The young woman was asleep, but maybe she felt him there. Maybe he knew that he was by her side. "She, um…" Jason shook his head. "She keeps going in and out. Not always lucid. Remembering Lila. She, um, she got worse, though, when they brought Danny in."

Carly turned with surprise on her face. Had she really been so focused on Jason that she didn't realize that she'd walked right past Danny? Sure enough, Sam's brother was sleeping feverishly in the bed, huddled down beneath the blankets. He reminded her of how Diego looked, and she turned back to Jason.

"What are you doing here? Michael. Morgan…"

"They're fine," she told him with a sigh. "They're at Sonny's with Leticia."

"You shouldn't be here, Carly. You could get sick, and the boys don't need that."

"Jason, I can't go home." Her brow furrowed. "Haven't you heard what's going on?" She stopped, then sighed. "Probably not. When you're focused, everything else just happens. And you're focused on Sam, so you wouldn't know."

"Carly, what's going on? You're babbling."

"I'm not babbling." Carly sighed. "Okay, I'm babbling." She took in a deep breath, and when her body started to sag with her shoulders, she realized just how tired she really was. "The hospital is shut down, Jas," she said as she forced herself upright. "Half the town is sick, and anybody in here is stuck here. I've been here with Lorenzo, and I know you don't like him, but his brother and his son are sick. Yeah, I know what you think, no big loss, but it's not fair for you to start lecturing me."

"Carly, complain later, explain now."

She sighed. "AJ's sick, and you're not gonna like this, but Sonny's sick, too. He's in a room with AJ and your sister—"

"Emily's sick?"

"No! God, no, I'd have told you if—" She shook her head. "She's here because she was with Nikolas Cassadine when he got sick, and now she's spending all of her time jumping between arguing with his uncle and yelling at Sonny. I went by there once, and I swear, the only reason I didn't hit her was because you wouldn't like it. But, I swear, Jason, if she yells at me one more time…"

"Just…" Jason stopped. What did he want her to do? Stay away from her? Not likely with as much as she was in the room with Sonny. But, then again, how often had she really been to his room? Though she was still on the fence where Lorenzo were concerned, Carly thought that maybe this told her just how important he was to her. For this undying love she thought she had for Sonny, she could leave him to his illness and the doctors. Lorenzo needed her, even if he wouldn't admit it, and she had to help him. "What are they doing about it? I can't get anything concrete out of anyone, but I know you, Carly. You've been listening."

Of course, she'd been listening. Though it wasn't often that she stayed silent, Carly had learned that when she did, she could find out a lot more. "This started with a monkey." She shrugged. "I guess Luke brought it for his daughter, and she was one of the first ones sick. They're calling either her or Luke Patient Zero, but I don't know which one. Thing is, they can't find this monkey."

"We had that chimp." Jason lightened his grip on Sam's hand as he sighed and slouched. "Dammit. Sam found it and brought it home, because she didn't want it to get hurt. We were right there and Michael—Are you sure Michael's alright? He was near it."

"He's fine. Leticia's been calling with reports, and can you believe that means I have to go near Alexis and the rest of her crackpot family? She and Ric are sick, too, and she's in a room with Nikolas, so I have to go and tell her that the girls are okay because Leticia has Molly and Kristina, too. I swear, sometimes, I'm too nice for my own good."

"Carly. The point?"

"What? Oh yeah." She shrugged. "The chimp is missing. They had it in a cage, and now, it's running around the hospital, somewhere. And you know the PCPD. They can barely keep riots from busting out with the people quarantined here. Can you imagine what they're like trying to chase down a monkey? I mean, come on. They'll never figure this one out. That thing probably isn't even in the hospital, anyway. Hell, I could find a way to sneak out of here if I wanted, so I'm sure—"

Carly stopped talking when she realized that she was talking to herself. Or at least, talking to an empty chair. As she turned, she saw that Jason was still in the room, but on his way out the door. When the hell had he moved? "Jason?"

"I just saw it." He looked to Danny, then back at Sammy. "We've gotta get that chimp."

Jason was out the door and Carly stared at him bewildered. She ran after him, wondering what in the hell they were doing. Chasing a chimp through the hospital? She should have been with Lorenzo. Luis was whimpering in his sleep, sweating and writhing with pain when he was awake, and it was all tearing Lorenzo apart. Elizabeth, too, and it annoyed her that, yet again, she found herself feeling sympathetic towards someone she wouldn't have given the time of day to hours before. But, it had to be hard, making that kind of decision, and while Carly didn't always like someone, she could sympathize and empathize. She would never be Elizabeth's friend, but she could give her that much.

But, there she was, behind Jason, running after him. Because she would do anything for Jason. She owed him too much. She had hurt him too often to not help him with this. Besides, this way, she was helping Lorenzo, too. She could only sit in the room with him for so long, doing nothing. Carly was a lot of things, but she wasn't useless, and that's what she felt like sitting there. As though she were just one more burden for Lorenzo, one more thing for him to worry about.

She had to do something, as did Jason, and that's what they were doing. They were chasing a chimpanzee through the halls of General Hospital for the ones they loved. Loved? Yes, as much as she'd told herself that she'd always loved Sonny and always would, she loved Lorenzo. Loved him enough to look like a maniac through the halls. She loved Jason and she loved Lorenzo, and for their betterment, she would do this. Besides, as crazy as it was, the chase was kind of fun. It was always good to find a little fun when everything was heavy. And right then, everything was heavier than one woman could take.