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-ROCkER

With his family asleep upstairs, Sonny paces the living room floor trying to think of some way to end this nightmare for good. His contacts tell him that Jason was getting closer to finding the brunette that just couldn't be satisfied with what she was given. If only she would have conformed to the part of Jason that was available to her, maybe then Sonny wouldn't have to go against the only rule he lived by. He'll go back to leaving women and children out of it once she was dealt with.

"Do it." Sonny says into his phone as he pours himself a glass of scotch. "I don't want there to be any trace of the girl, understand?"

"Got it."

"Better yet, leave no trace of that building." Sonny states, downing the glass before pouring another one. "I want this thing to disappear for good."

"Got it."

Ending the call, Sonny slumps down onto the couch. This wasn't his fault. He had to do this. He has to protect what he holds close at all cost. His family is most important to him and there was no way he was giving them up, no way in hell. Getting rid of the girl is what's best for everyone. Jason will learn to move on, like he always does, soon he will forget the woman and their lives will return to how it should be. Its best for everyone. He had to believe that.

"Get up!" Johnny nudges Jason in the passenger seat. "We're getting closer."

"Something's not right." Francis mutters, staring out the window at the passing scenery. "I can feel it in my gut."

"I hate it when you say that." Johnny sighs, taking a left turn. "Why can't you ever have a good feeling when we're on a rescue mission?"

"I can't help what I feel." Francis states, gripping the sides of his pants tightly. "And I have a very bad feeling about this."

Jason sits by, staring out the windshield, not listening to the conversation going in within the vehicle. He couldn't focus on Francis's bad feelings. He had to believe that this was it. He's going to find her and bring her home, putting an end to Manuel " Manny" Ruiz in the process. He had to believe that she was okay and that it would all be over soon. He had to believe it. All else was inconceivable.

"Something's not right." Johnny states, pulling over to the side of the road.

"I just got through saying that." Francis points out, taking his gun from under the seat where he placed it. "What do you see?"

"Bodies." Jason says, finding what Johnny was pointing at. "Someone beat us here."

"You think someone's taking Elizabeth from Ruiz?" Francis questions, making sure his gun was set. "That doesn't make any sense."

"I don't know." Jason says, opening his door. "But we have to get in there."

Locked and loaded, the three of them get out of the car and make their way to the compound. Jason was starting to feel that bad feeling both of the them were talking about and he hated it. It was strong, coming from the depth of his gut and he was fighting hard to not believe it.

Francis, on the other hand, is tuning into his gut feeling. He observes the vicinity as they are approaching it and spots something off to the side. It was the only thing off with the entire scene before him. His heart nearly stopping, Francis grabs Johnny, yanking him back.

"Jason, get down!" Francis shots, shoving Johnny to the ground. "NOW!"

Jason keeps moving, but before he can get close enough, Francis tackles him to the ground. Moments after they hit the ground, the entire building explodes, flames so high they could almost reach the heavens. Staring from his spot on the ground, Jason's heart explodes in his chest, he felt like his world just imploded upon itself. This couldn't be real. This couldn't be happening.

"STOP!" Francis shouts as Jason pushes him off, grabbing him again before he can run into the building. "Just stop!"

"She could still be alive!" Jason shouts, not wanting to believe that she was gone. "LET GO!"

"The place is gone!" Francis holds arms behind him tighter. "Look at it, dammit! There's nothing left!"

"She can't be gone." Jason's voice is broken as he stares at what's left of the building. "She just can't be."

"We'll search the rubble, but you may not like what we find." Johnny says, walking over to them. "Regardless, I'm in it if you are."

"I'm searching it." Jason states, sliding his gloves on. "I don't give a damn if there's nothing left."

"Francis?" Johnny looks at him intently. "You in or not?"

"Pointlessly search for some sign of the girl we all love?" Francis shrugs, grabbing his gloves from his back pocket. "Call me idiot number three because I'm in it."

The three of stand there, staring at the destruction laying before them, each deciding where they'll start. The three of them knew that this was pointless, searching a building so utterly destroyed, but they couldn't go home until they've done everything they possibly could. Jason had a strange feeling in the pit of his stomach, a small voice telling him not to give up hope. In spite of the destruction, he just knew he couldn't give up.

"Its done." the bomber informs Sonny. "Nothing's left."

"Good." Sonny states, downing his whiskey. "The money has been transferred into your account."

"Pleasure doing business with you, Corinthos." the caller says sadistically. "Maybe we'll do this again sometime."

"Only in your dreams." Sonny states, ending the call and downing the rest of the bottle. "One time only...it had to be done. She had to die...she had to."

Carly stands on the stairs, staring down at the man she thought she knew. She's been ignoring it for the last two weeks, trying to believe that he'd never take things too far, but this was something she couldn't ignore. Something she wouldn't ignore. Silently making her way back upstairs, Carly goes back to bed, she'll figure out how to handle things in the morning. For now she'll just mourn the marriage she had thought would last, with the man that she thought she knew.

"You're safe." the woman says softly, tucking her in with a cozy afghan. "We're both lucky my eldest son was hired to destroy the building or we would never have been able to escape."

Setting up the IV, to help ward off any infection as the drug leaves Elizabeth's body, the woman watches as she relaxes once again. In all her life, being forced into drugging Elizabeth had to be at the top of her list of things she'll regret for as long as she lives. With everything set up to monitor Elizabeth, she walks over to the crib where her son lays asleep. Everything she has done was to keep her son safe. To make sure that she bought enough time to get her son out of this country safe and sound.

"Mommy's here." she whispers to her son as she picks him up out of his crib. "Everything is okay."

Rocking him back and forth in her arms, she walks over to where Elizabeth is laying asleep, her heart going out to the young soon-to-be mother. Soon the drug will be out of her system and then she'll be able to help the woman return to her family. For now, she'll make sure that she's as comfortable as possible.

"Soon this will be nothing but a memory." she whispers, turning down the light. "I hope you will someday understand why I've done what I've done. A mother's moral code is cast aside when their child is at risk, something I'm certain you will learn in the future. Our children are our lives. We'll lie, cheat and steal for them...and on rare occasions, we'd kill for them."

Rummaging through the rubble, Jason's heart is barely beating, fearing what he'll find. As he's pushing apart the debris, he hears a slight moan, a little shocked to find that someone has survived the explosion. An explosion of that magnitude was damn near impossible to survive. He had hoped it was Elizabeth, but the sound was more male than female. With Johnny and Francis's help, they removed the large debris from atop the survivor.

"Morgan." the man mutters, staring up at him, knowing he was about to die. "Should have known you'd find this place."

"Where is she?" Jason glares at him, not wanting to hear the usual mumbo jumbo.

"Your guess is as good as mine." he gasps for air, feeling his death coming. "Though I'd guess she was taken out with the nurse that was tending to her."

"Make your last moments count." Francis states, aiming his gun at his head once Johnny pulled Jason off of the dying man. "You can die fast...or painfully."

"What did Ruiz want with her?" Johnny questions when he sees the guy wants to cooperate.

"He was hired." he coughs blood, gasping for air. "I didn't get how a girl like her could be a threat to someone that powerful."

"Who?" Francis questions firmly. "Who hired him?"

"No women and children. Stupid." the man laughs through the pain, dying right before their eyes.

"He didn't mean..." Johnny looks at Francis with an arched eyebrow. "You think?"

"Jason?" Francis puts his gun away. "Is it possible?"

"Only one way to find out." Jason states, clenching his fists at his sides. "Lets get out of here."

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-ROCkER & The Jackal's Vixen-