When Jason heard gunshots, his first instinct was to jump up and start looking for the shooter. A few moments later, he realized he didn't know where Carly was. The pew that she was sitting in was empty. He completely abandoned his mission to find the shooter to find his best friend.

He heard her scream and saw a flash of her blue dress; the dress that he thought she looked gorgeous in. He ran toward her, and what he saw in front of him made him stop dead in his tracks. Jax was lying on the ground, a bullet in his chest, Carly kneeling beside him, begging him to stay with her.

Jason sat next to Carly, putting his hand on her back to try to comfort her.

"Jax, come on, you have to stay. I love you," Carly said.

"I love you, too," Jax whispered, before he closed his eyes.

"Jax! Jax!" Carly screamed.

Jason felt for a pulse on Jax, but he felt nothing. "He doesn't have a pulse," Jason said, and he started CPR. He felt for a pulse again. Nothing. He started CPR again.

"Come on, Jax. Don't do this," Jason told him. He didn't like Jax, but he didn't know if Carly could handle losing him; not after she lost Michael.

Jason felt for a pulse and this time he felt one. It was faint, but it was there. By this time, Sonny and Kate were sitting near Jax. He looked at Sonny, and said, "Feel for a pulse every few seconds. If you don't feel one, start CPR." Sonny nodded.

He went to Carly and sat down beside her. He put his hand on her shoulder, and made her look at him. "Carly, I'll be right back, okay? I have to take care of something, but I'll be back in a few minutes."

She nodded. Tears were streaming down her face, and Jason was beyond worried. Carly was strong, but one person could only take so much before…. He didn't even want to think about what might happen if Jax died.

He ran to Cody and told him to go look for anyone in the church that shouldn't be there. Jason handed him his gun. "I'm going to the hospital."

Spinelli and Maxie came into the church. "Is there anything we can do?" Spinelli asked.

"I want you to stay here. If Cody finds anything, I want you to search it, okay?"

Spinelli nodded.

"Jason, is Carly going to be okay?" Maxie asked.

Jason looked back over at Carly. She was holding Jax's hand and he saw that she was still crying.

"I don't know," he said.

The paramedics rushed into the church. "He was shot in the chest," Carly said. "Please, you have to help him."

He put his hands around Carly's waist, and pulled her into a standing position. "Come on, Carly. Let's let the paramedics do their job."

"Jase, what if…what if… why did this happen?"

"I don't know. I don't know."

Jason pulled her into his arms and let her cry for a few minutes while the paramedics tried to stabilize Jax enough to take him to the hospital. "Let's go," one of the paramedics said.

"Will you take me to the hospital?" she asked.

"Of course."

"Will you stay with me? Because I don't think I can be alone."

"I'll stay with you for as long as you want."

They sat in the ER waiting room for what felt like forever. Carly had barely spoken since coming to the hospital. He wished Carly would talk to him because at least he was used to her falling apart and talking to her.

"Carly, do you want anything? Food or something to drink?"

"No," she whispered.

He put his hand in hers, and her skin was like ice. "You're freezing. Here, take my jacket." He took it off and wrapped it around her.

He looked up and saw Monica coming out of the ER to talk to Carly. She kneeled down so that she could be at eye-level with her.

"Carly, we've gotten his vitals stable enough to take him to surgery. He's actually awake now, if you would like to see him before we take him up."

"Can I?"

"Just for a minute."

Carly practically ran into the ER, letting Jason's jacket fall to the floor. "Monica, what's wrong with her?"

She looked confused. "What do you mean?"

"Usually, when something bad happens, Carly freaks out and sometimes becomes hysterical. Now, she will barely talk. She's just staring out into space and being too calm."

"I think she's in shock. This'll hit her eventually, though."

"Is Jax going to make it?"

"He's lost a lot of blood and, from where the bullet is, his heart has damage to it. Honestly, it doesn't look good."

"If he dies—"

"My husband is not going to die!" Carly screamed.

Jason ran over to comfort her. "He's not! He can't!" she screamed.

"Jason wrapped her arms around her. "Shh," he said. "The doctors are going to do everything they can."

"We're going to take him up to surgery. You can wait in the OR waiting room if you would like," Monica said. Carly just nodded.

Jason and Carly watched as they wheeled Jax upstairs to surgery. "I need to make a few phone calls. Are you going to be okay?"

"Yeah," she said.

"Do you need anything?"

"No."

He kissed her forehead, and walked into the lobby to call Elizabeth.

"Hey Elizabeth, it's Jason."

"Jason, I was getting worried. Are you okay?"

"I'm fine. Listen, I'm sorry that I'm not going to be able to make it to Italy. Jax was shot at the wedding."

"Oh my God. Do they know who did it?"

"No, but I've got people looking into it. Carly's really upset right now, and I think that I need to be with her right now."

"Yeah, I understand."

Even though Carly told Jason that she didn't need anything, he went to the vending machine to buy her a coke and some crackers.

"Hey, I bought you this," he said, handing her the food and drink. "I thought it might help."

"Thanks. Jason, who did this? Do you think they meant to shoot Jax?"

"I don't know, but I've got my people trying to figure everything out."

"What if they come after Morgan next?"

He put his hand in hers and wiped a tear away from her cheek. "Nothing will happen to Morgan, okay? Do you trust me?"

"With my life."

"Okay. Then trust that I know what I'm going to do and that your son will be safe. And so will you." He just hoped that he could keep his promise.

Patrick Drake walked out of the ER, and Jason could tell by his face that the news was not good. Jason prepared himself to comfort and take care of Carly.

Jason and Carly stood up and waited for the news. "Jax lost a lot of blood, and the bullet caused severe damage to his heart. We tried everything we could, but we lost him. I'm so sorry."

Jason felt his heart sink. "No, no, you did not lose him. I want to see my husband," Carly said in denial. "Let me see him. Let me see him."

"Carly, stop. He's gone," Jason said. She started to walk away. He grabbed her to try to bring her into him, but she pulled away. She made it as far as the lobby before he grabbed her wrists.

"Jason, he's not gone. He can't be. I lost Michael. No! I want Jax!" She stopped fighting Jason and let him wrap his arms around her. Her legs gave out and Jason lowered her to the ground. He just held her while her body shook with sobs.

A few minutes later, Elizabeth came over. Jason didn't know how long she had been here; he had been too busy taking care of Carly.

"Do you want to take her somewhere more private?" she asked. He nodded. "Okay, let me take you."

Jason picked Carly up in his arms and followed Elizabeth. Carly seemed to be oblivious to what was happening; she was in too much pain to try to comprehend where she was going.

Elizabeth took them to an exam room. "I'll make sure no one comes in here. If you need anything, let me know."

"Thank you."

Jason and Carly sat there for a while. Her crying eventually subsided, and she looked up at him. "It should have been me."

"What?" he asked, confused.

"The bullet should have hit me. After what happened to Michael, I deserve to be shot. Not Jax."

It really scared Jason to hear her talking this way. "Listen to me, I never want to hear you say that ever again. I know that you are in pain, but you do not deserve to be shot. You are an amazing woman. What would Morgan do without you? He needs you, and so do I. I don't know what I would do without you."

Jason couldn't imagine what he would do if it had been Carly that had died tonight. She was everything to him, and he didn't know if he could go on without her.

"I want to see him," Carly said, wiping away her tears.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes. I need to see him and say goodbye."

"Okay, but then I'm taking you home."

She shook her head. "There's too much to do. I need to start the funeral arrangements."

"It's really late, Carly. The arrangements can wait until tomorrow, and I'll help you. So will Bobbie, Lulu, and whoever else you want. You need to rest."

"Okay."

Jason helped Carly stand up. "Jason, thank you for being here."

He gave a half-smile. "Where else would I be?"

"You're my best friend, and I'm so glad to have you. I love you so much."

He hugged her. "I love you, too."