Okay, everyone… here it is… the ending… Relish it … bronze it and keep it with you always and then pass it on to your children… :P You know, it's strange… I've been watching GH off and on for the past couple of weeks and every time I turn it on I'm disappointed that the show isn't what I've written. This plotline has been my GH reality for so long that it's like I'm turning on an alternate universe when I tune in for the day. Yes, I'm in my own little CarLo world… Anyways, enjoy…

Final author's thanks:

Cassandra Mulder … Oh my… thank you very much! I was concerned the action was going to suck… cuz all the action takes place in my head like a movie and I worry that it never translates well into words (that's why it was rewritten about ten times before I posted it!). I'm also ecstatic that you came back and finished it! Thank you! And don't worry, I won't keep you in suspense any longer… :)

Tory … Thank you! And kill Alky? Never! This is a CarLo story through & through… J&C will take the stage in my other story… when I get back to it, after this! Don't worry though, I've had to slap my hands repeatedly in order to keep myself from turning this into J&C. It's hard being a fan shipper of two couples that could easily turn into an intriguing triangle… hmmm… I like that idea… Anyways, I hope you enjoy the ending. I've had this written for quite a while and it was a grueling process to finally get to it and work it to fit everything. Let me know what you think!

Wareagle (aka Lindsay) … Sniff I appreciate you wonderfully sweet words. And your request is pending, trust me. I always keep my promises…

Rach6 … Agree with you 110! Poor Stefan on the show… had to go out by Luke's hand, how lame! I'm glad Lorenzo had the vest too! Don't want him to die, now do we? And I like Jas in my story too… On the show – not so much. Anyways… enjoy the ending. Let me know what you think:)

Nattie … Are you SURE your hamster liked the story? He (or she)'s not just telling you that to get you off their case, are they? Anyway, I'm glad that you liked the part & I really hope you like the ending. It's been a trip writing this and it'll be sad to see it end. As for Scotty… I just LOVE to hate him. What would PC do without a vindictive DA such as him? Nothing, I tell you… nothing!

Teakiebir … Thank you! I'm glad you like it! And don't worry… all's well that ends well & all that… Thanks for the review:)

Lilkim2489 … Stroke the ego, stroke the ego… goooooood ego… :) Anyways, thank you! I'm glad you like it. I'll be sad to see it end, I really will. It'll be like cutting off an arm… Thank you for the review I LOVE reviews. So, here is the epilogue. Let me know what you think!

Motorala … Yes, my friend, it is the end… hee, I rhymed! So, unfortunately yes… all good things must come to an end, right? Thank you soooo much for your great review. I appreciate your faith in the story. As for the sequel, I'm still toying around with the idea. I've got other stories going presently, so it may take a while for it to come to fruition. And I really don't want to end it, but it's time to… so here it is…

Pixie88 … I'm so glad you found it! You can't stop reading – I can't stop writing… What a pair! Thank you for your vote of confidence in the characterizations. It's the one thing I strive for obsessively… the one thing that I'll break my back for in my writing. So it means a lot to hear it. I hope you enjoy this part. Tell me what you think!

Luvcarlo … I'm really glad you liked the Lorenzo/Jason bit. I was wondering if anyone would pick up on the undercurrents. And thank you for the review. It means a lot to me that you've kept coming back to tell me what you think. It really helps us writers out to know that you like it and what you like about it. It keeps our minds churning ideas… I hope you enjoy this last part!

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The Brownstone – two weeks later…

Carly walked slowly down the Brownstone's stairway. Peeking over the banister, she noticed that the living room was empty. With a sigh of relief, she descended the rest of the stairs at a quicker pace. Everyone had been hounding her lately, asking her if she were okay or if she needed anything. It was beginning to wear on her nerves. She hadn't seen Lorenzo, Jason or Sonny in almost two weeks – the last time being at the police station when she'd given her statement. It wasn't that she was avoiding them, really… it's just that she was… well… avoiding them. But then again, it wasn't like they were beating down the door either. Carly frowned as she sat down on the couch. She wasn't really disappointed that they – or Lorenzo rather - hadn't tried to see her. She just wondered what was keeping him busy.

"Mommy!" Michael's voice broke into her thoughts as the redheaded boy ran into the room. Bobbie followed behind, shutting the front door behind her with a heavy sigh. Carly felt the brisk fall New York air push its way into the living room.

"Hey Mr. Man!" she answered her son as he jumped up onto the couch next to her.

"Guess what, Mommy!" he cried. Carly smiled at her overly eager little boy.

"What?" she asked, squeezing her son tight to her.

"We saw Uncle Jason in the park!" he said. Carly's eye looked to her mother for confirmation. The redheaded woman nodded.

"He told me to tell you he was coming by to see you later this afternoon," she told her daughter. Carly smiled as she looked back to Michael.

"He pushed me on the swings!" Michael said happily with a grin. This time Carly grinned.

"That's good, Michael. Now, let Grandma take your coat. We're going to go upstairs, get your little sister, read a book and then you need to take your nap," Carly said as she stood up. Michael groaned as she took her outstretched hand.

"I'm too old for a nap, Mommy," he said, causing Carly to laugh as she pulled him towards the stairs.

"Oh yes. You, my son, are ancient…" Carly said with a wink towards her mother. "But you're never too old for a nap…" Again, Michael groaned, but with a little less enthusiasm… secretly glad that he had his mother back and coddling him again.

It was about an hour later when Carly finally walked back down the stairs with her baby daughter. Leigh's wide chocolate eyes were intent upon her mother as she smiled down at her. As she hit the bottom step, there was a knock on the door. A smile crossed her face as she opened it to reveal the leather jacketed Jason.

"Perfect timing, I just got Michael down for his nap. And this one… she's being good…" Carly said as she looked back to Leigh. Her eyes rose to see Jason looking at the baby tenderly. His blue eyes softer than was his norm.

"Do you want to hold her?" she asked, causing Jason to look up at her suddenly. Carly, knowing this man the way she did, knew that he was trying to say yes without seeming too eager. She smiled at him as she began the transfer process. Carly stepped back as Jason settled the baby into his leather covered arms. It was a funny picture really… the biker and the baby. But Carly knew it was just an image. Underneath it all, Jason Morgan was the biggest softie in the world, whether he knew it or not. And Carly knew, from experience with Michael… and with herself to a point, that Jason's ability to love was greater than most people in the world. And from the looks of it, her daughter had just been added to the ranks of 'unconditional'. It was heartwarming.

"So, what brings you by, Jase?" she asked as she led them into the warmer living room. Jason's eyes were still on her daughter as he let the baby grip his forefinger.

"I wanted to see for myself that you were okay," he said, only looking up after he said it. Carly smiled. It wasn't in Jason to question her on how she felt. He knew. And it wasn't in Jason to ask if she needed anything. He would know to give it to her without asking. It was one of the many things she was grateful for about him. He knew her so well and was still such a steadfast, loyal friend. Most people would have bailed on her by now, but not Jason. And who was she to question it? It was a fluke… and they often say don't look a gift horse in the mouth…

"I'm glad you stopped by," she said. The mobster shifted the baby in his arms as he stepped closer to her. With his free arm he pulled Carly into a hug.

"I am too," he said honestly. When he pulled back, his eyes roamed over her. "You're not sleeping well…" Carly laughed as she ran the tips of her fingers under her eyes.

"The Jason Morgan way of saying 'You look like crap'," she said as she sat down on the couch again. Jason shook his head.

"You don't look like crap Carly," he assured. "You just look tired." Carly shrugged her shoulders.

"Well…" she started, but Jason held up his hand to stop her.

"You don't need to explain it to me, Carly. I was there, remember," he said, causing Carly to sigh and sit back. There was silence for a while as Jason rocked the now-sleepy-eyed little girl.

"He and I have been having some talks lately," he broke the silence. Carly looked over at him. She knew who 'he' was.

"Yeah?" she asked, trying to pretend a disinterest. And, of course, Jason knew it.

"We were actually starting some negotiations before everything happened this last time," he said. Carly had no idea where he was going with this.

"Negotiations for what? Between him and Sonny?" she asked. Jason shook his head as he slowly sat down next to her.

"No, Carly. Between him and me," he said, causing Carly's eyes to widen.

"What are you talking about?" she asked. Jason reached out and took Carly's now-cold hand in his.

"He wants out… not out completely, but out enough for you…" he said. "Alcazar and I have been in negotiations for me to buy him out… sort of…" Carly's eyes widened eve more before she stood up and began to pace.

"He can't leave the business, Jason. Even I know that," she said, bringing a fist up to her lips. Jason shook his head again.

"He's not leaving the business completely. What I'm buying from him is half… rather than being headed by him, it will be headed by the both of us…" he said.

"You're buying? So this is already done then?" she asked, concern edging its way into her voice. Jason's eye met her.

"The negotiations concluded late last week and the papers are being drawn up as we speak. And since I also have a vested interest in Corinthos-Morgan… this will make a triple alliance between Sonny, Alcazar and myself. With my percentages in each, I have the advantage. It will…" he started.

"Make you the most powerful man in Port Charles…" Carly finished for him. Jason shrugged.

"In a way, but Alcazar is still the figure head… just as Sonny is. It'll have to be that way for a while... which is why I'm here telling you. You've got involvements with each of us… your safety, at this point, is important to us all. This alliance has joined together two of the most powerful organizations in the world. There is no question as to what's going to happen in the future. People will try to take us out… it's inevitable. Which is why I want you to leave," he said, looking down at Leigh as he said it. Carly's lips pursed.

"What?" she asked, astonished that he could ask such a thing. Jason looked back up to her.

"Not forever, Carly," he said with a small smile, realizing that he had made it sound like that. "Just until all of this mess is finished. There are people that are not happy with this decision… people inside our organizations. There will be too many threats coming for too many directions. We want you safe… and out of the country for a little bit."

"He's right, you know," a voice said from the doorway. Carly's head snapped around to see Lorenzo standing there. She hadn't even heard the door. She looked back to Jason again.

"It's smart, Carly. For you and the children," he said. Carly was silent for a moment or two as she looked between the two men.

"I don't know if I agree with this," she said. "Do you realize how much jeopardy you both are putting yourselves in?" Both Lorenzo and Jason smiled. Of course, she was more worried about the two of them more than she was for herself.

"We realize the risks, Carly," Lorenzo said, stepping fully into the room and making his way to her. "But we realize that you will be put in greater danger than you were before. So, it would be prudent to have you leave for a little while." Carly crossed her arms as she processed everything.

"What does Sonny think about all of this?" she asked daringly. Lorenzo and Jason looked at each other for a second.

"Actually, he was the one that suggested you leave," Jason admitted. Carly frowned. She began to pace again.

"Fine…" she said suddenly. "You have me triple teamed. But…" she turned to Lorenzo. "Come with me…" Jason looked up at the two standing in front of him. Taking his cue, he stood up.

"I think I'll take Miss Sleepy here upstairs and lay her down," he said, almost causing Carly to smile at his atypical behavior towards Leigh. 'Miss Sleepy' was indication enough that he was head-over-heels for her little girl. Carly continued to watch Lorenzo as Jason left the room. Finally, when they were alone, he spoke.

"I will," he said. Carly spun away from him.

"But Lorenzo… it would be…" she suddenly stopped her argument when she realized that he'd agreed with her. She turned to him. "… What?" He smiled as he stepped forward and took her hand.

"I will go with you, Carly. Because I want to and because it is smart. You will need someone with you, and because Jason and Sonny have run Port Charles successfully for years, they will know how to make the transition to triumvirate as smooth as possible," he explained. Carly again took the time to process the words. Finally, she jumped slightly up and down.

"Where are we going?" she asked excitedly, causing Lorenzo to chuckle.

"Only you would demand that, bypassing all concerns for safety," he said, gently bringing his hands up to cup her cheeks. She grinned.

"Would you expect any less of me?" she asked, an eyebrow arching. He chuckled again as he leaned in to kiss her.

"Of course not," he said when he stepped back and brushed a stray hair behind her ear. "You and I are going to take that picnic trip to Italy… and we'll enjoy it with your children." Her smile was bright at his promise, envisioning the countryside already. His eyes roamed her face for a moment.

"You look tired." Carly rolled her eyes at his comment, breaking the thoughts of blankets, baskets, wine, and two wonderfully behaved children.

"Yeah well, most of it was from worry for you…" she said. He smiled.

"Why were you worried about me?" he asked. Carly shrugged.

"It's been two weeks... this is the first time I've seen you," she said. Lorenzo sat down and pulled her into his lap, wrapping his arms around her waist.

"I've been seriously talking with Jason, and through him, Sonny, for the past two weeks. Not to mention I knew you needed a little time to yourself. You've had a lot to deal with, Carly. You didn't need everyone stepping on your toes and crowding you. Especially me," he said. Carly frowned.

"What do you mean by that?" she asked. His gaze slipped away from her.

"I can't help but feel responsible, Carly. If I'd never come here, this would have never happened…" he said. "Sonny would have never been in league with Sophie, who would have never kidnapped you, who would have never have had to deal with Cassidine… none of this would have happened." Carly looked at him lovingly as she drew his face to look at her.

"Lorenzo, I love you. And I wouldn't be here now, happier than I have ever been in my life, if you hadn't arrived in Port Charles amid your own brand of fireworks. Everything happened for a reason… let's deal with it, move on, and be happy," she said. Lorenzo looked at her for a silent moment, his eyes full of love and admiration. He took her hand in his and brought it up to lay a soft kiss on her knuckles.

"There was another reason I wanted to come talk to you today…" he said softly. She smiled.

"Yeah?" she asked as she sat back to look at him. He nodded and took a deep breath.

"Carly… My mother died with a broken heart – lived with it most of her life. My father was not an honest, loving, loyal, respectful husband. I learned at a young age what not to be," Lorenzo said as he wrapped his arms around Carly's waist and pulled her to him again. She leaned back against him, laying her hands over his and waited for him to continue. "I watched as your husband treated you like a possession, tried to mold you into his version of a wife, and slowly suffocated you in a marriage that didn't have what you needed. I have been a student of history all of my life. A wise man once said, give or take a few poetic words, that if we don't learn from history, we are doomed to repeat it. You have my love, my trust, my respect… and if you let me, I will spend the rest of my life proving it to you." Carly's eyes watered at his softly spoken words. His hands reached into his coat pocket and pulled something out. Her face turned to what he was about to say. His eyes searched hers as he lifted a small box for her to see. Emotion caught in her throat as she reached up to take it. Carly opened it to see the most beautiful ring she had ever seen. A beautiful antique circle of gold sat in the rich velvet. A single fire-red ruby lay in the intricately forged setting. She looked up at him, eyes swimming even more. His hand came up and gently ran over her cheek.

"I love you, Carly. More than that, I need you. I need your love, your passion, your strength… I can't imagine a life without you. Will you marry me?" A gentle smile came over Carly's teary features as she looked back down at the ring. She carefully took the ring out of the box and looked at it.

"It's beautiful," she said softly, taking a deep breath and looking up at him. He smiled at her.

"And it's one of a kind… just like you," he said as she leaned closer to him. She took his hand and placed the ring in it.

"I can't think of a thing that would make me happier than to marry you," she said, laying her left hand lightly on his chest. His eyes lit up as he took it and gently put the ring on her finger. They both just looked at their entwined hands for a moment before Lorenzo wrapped his arm tighter around her waist and pulled her to him.

"I love you, Lorenzo," Carly said softly as she leaned in for his kiss.

Four days later…

The sun was beginning its descent as Carly stood leaning against the veranda doors that opened up into a large balcony. They were in Madrid. Lorenzo had brought her and the kids to his villa in Spain… and it was beautiful. It was more than she could possibly imagine… and she wasn't thinking about the country. She was thinking about the man… Lorenzo Alcazar was a source of happiness that had long ago been thought to have never existed. Carly looked down at the ring on her finger for the thousandth time and couldn't help but think back to all the other ones she had worn. AJ's had been placed on her finger fraudulently… with all the fervent hope attached that it would miraculously turn into Jason's ring. Sonny's had been worn out of duty – to Jason - and then out of desperation… then out of duty again, this time to hold a marriage together. This was the first ring she wore without any strings attached… she wore it simply because of love. The gold circle felt lighter that way, and less like a burden or a trial. And it was something that she was unlikely to ever give up, she thought with a grin. And tomorrow, they were all going to Italy. To sit on the country side and to fulfill a promise… The shrill sound of her cell phone interrupted her thoughts. The identifying ring had her smiling as she picked it up and held it to her ear.

"Jason!" she cried happily. There was a warm chuckle on the other end.

"Hey Carly," he said. "How's European life?" Carly laughed back.

"Everything I could have ever dreamed of… I could stay here forever!" she said happily.

"Please don't," he answered her glee, causing a slight ache in Carly's heart.

"Why Jason Morgan, is that your way of telling me you'd miss me?" she pried with a grin. Jason let out a long suffering sigh.

"You? No… Michael and Leigh? Yes…" he teased, causing Carly to let out an offended wail.

"Oh, I see now… I see where I rank. Fine, see if I bring you any present back from Europe," she said. "How are things in Port Chuck?" Jason laughed.

"You know, Carly, you don't know how much you and your uncle sound alike," he said. Carly's eyes widened.

"Don't you dare!" she warned him from saying any more.

"Come on Carly, admit it…" he sad lightly. "… you like him a little bit…" Carly huffed.

"I like him about as much as I like being kidnapped or hospitalized," she said. There was silence for a second, and Carly realized that she'd hit a nerve.

"Carly…" Jason started to repent until Carly interrupted his uncharacteristically long, drawn-out apology.

"No Jason… I'm sorry I even brought it up. We've been through this… I don't blame you, I don't blame Lorenzo, hell, I don't even blame Luke…" she said.

"But you blame Sonny," he pointed out. Carly thought about that for a second.

"No, Jase. I don't really blame Sonny either. Am I angry with him? Yeah, sure… a little bit for everything that he took part in. But do I blame him for everything that happened? No. Cuz if I did, then I'd have to blame myself… and you… and Lorenzo… Frankly, I don't want to waste any time doing that, okay? Sonny and I don't hate each other, you and I are still best friends and Lorenzo and I love each other. I'd say, through it all, we all came out on top, don't you think?" she asked. "It could have been a lot worse."

"I know, Carly, I know. Still…" Jason said, catching himself. "Anyways… I called just to let you know that Sonny got the finalized papers today…" Carly drew in a slight breath. That meant that her papers were sitting at her mothers. She and Sonny were divorced. There was only a slight pain at that thought… but Carly knew it was for the best… for both of them. Letting go of the past, Carly stood up straighter and braced herself for the answer to the question she had to ask.

"How is Sonny, Jase?" she inquired, smiling gently as two strong arms suddenly wrapped around her waist. She leaned back against the hard chest as she heard Jason sigh.

"He's okay, Carly. Not good – the guilt, you know. But not horrible either. He's been working a lot lately. With the partnership and everything, new deals are coming in droves to both of us," he said honestly. A weight lifted from her chest.

"And Courtney?" Jason was hesitant in answering. That didn't bode well.

"She just doesn't understand. She's trying, but still – it's hard for her. Sonny has asked her to try calling you, but she refuses. That and she barely talks to me… Give her time," he said. Carly's eyes misted a bit as she leaned her head back against the strong shoulder waiting for her.

"What about you and Courtney?" she asked cautiously.

"We're dealing. There are problems. We're working on them. Whether or not they'll be fixed remains to be seen," he said with another sigh and sounding less than optimistic.

"I'm sorry, Jase," she said. Carly could almost see his smile.

"Not your fault. At least this isn't," he teased, causing her to laugh.

"Good to know. I wish you could come over here. You, of all people, need a vacation," she said wistfully.

"I know. Me too, Carly. I miss you, Michael and Leigh," he said. She laughed.

"We've only been gone four days! But they miss you too. And hey, Momma's coming over for a little while. She's still trying to talk me into having the wedding in Port Charles. I told her we'll see. Frankly, I'd like to have it right here… I know the entire time we're together she'll keep hounding me," Carly said with a laugh. There was silence on the other end.

"Well, whatever you decide, you know I'll be there," he said. Carly smiled.

"Thank you." Silence came from him again.

"I'm glad you're happy, Carly," he finally said. Carly's heart leapt.

"That means so much coming from you," she said.

"I mean it, Carly. You've been through so much. All I can say at this point – especially in the business I'm in – is that Lorenzo Alcazar is a good man. I'm glad he found you, took care of you, loves you and respects you. For that, I won't hate him," Jason concluded. Carly inwardly chuckled as she laid her hands over Lorenzo's.

"I'm glad he found me, took care of me, loves me and respects me, too – and you can't hate him," she replied, turning her head to look into a pair of loving blue eyes.

"I'm going to go. I will talk to you later. Your uncle is hounding me. I love you Carly," he said. Carly closed her eyes at the words.

"I love you too, Jase. Say 'hi' to Luke," she said before hanging up. She set the phone down and turned in the embrace of the man she loved with her entire being.

"Jason says he doesn't hate you," she said, a smile tugging at her lips. Lorenzo's arms gathered her closer and he leaned forward to lay a light, loving kiss on her lips.

"Well, then. I guess I'll have to call off the hit," he teased, but knowing the seriousness of her words. She swatted his arm with a grin.

"Stop that. Jason's come a long way, okay? He supported the two of us in the past because it was what I wanted. The fact that he says he doesn't hate you means he supports you," she said with a small smile. Lorenzo looked into her eyes.

"I know that Carly – that's why he agreed to work with me. I know how Jason works because I work almost the exact same way. He is only looking out for you, and for that, he has my deepest gratitude, my trust, and my business," he said. The teasing light in her eyes softened considerably.

"Have I told you today that I love you?" she asked, her arms wrapping around his neck. His eyes twinkled at her.

"Well, only about 20 times. Yesterday it was 30, so I am feeling a little neglected," he said. Her grin answered his.

"Well, then, I guess I'll have to fix that, won't I?" she asked him, reaching up to kiss him. He was about to pull them both back into the room when a shriek and a giggling 'Mommy' interrupted them, causing them to pull back with smiles. Lorenzo's arm shot out and caught the red-headed blur that came running out onto the terrace. In a smooth move, he flipped the still-giggling boy over his shoulder and held him there.

"Lo siento, Mr. Lorenzo. Lo siento, Ms. Carly. He ran ahead of me when we came back from the beach," the nanny apologized. Carly looked to where he son sat giggling, hanging over Lorenzo's shoulder.

"It's okay, Marianna," Carly said. "Michael -" she started. Lorenzo turned away from her so that her son was facing her. At her voice, his giggling stopped and he looked at her.

"Yeah, Mommy?" he asked, a worried look on his face.

"What have Lorenzo and I told you about running away from Marianna?" she asked.

"That I can't," he grumbled, realizing that he wasn't in as much trouble as he feared.

"No, you can't. She is here to watch you and make sure you don't get hurt. Now, please say you're sorry to her and then you need to go get washed up for dinner," Carly said as Lorenzo placed her son on the ground. The boy turned to the nanny, eyes cast down.

"I'm sorry Marianna," he said. The woman smiled as she held out her hand to him.

"Esta bien. It's okay, Mr. Michael. Now, let's get you ready for dinner," she said as Michael raced over to take the offered hand. He stopped suddenly and turned to his mother and Lorenzo.

"Lorenzo?" he asked.

"Yes, Michael?" Lorenzo asked, an amused smile on his face.

"Can you teach me how to play that black cannon game you and Mommy play? She says it's fun," he inquired. Lorenzo looked at Carly with a grin.

"I would love to, Michael. How about after dinner you and I take on your mother. Between the two of us, I think we could probably beat her, don't you think?" he asked. Carly rolled her eyes at him. Michael nodded to them enthusiastically.

"Better practice, Mommy. We're going to win," the little boy said with a grin before he rushed out of the room, pulling his doting new nanny along with him. Carly turned to Lorenzo, her arms crossed over her chest.

"What a shameless tactic. Using my son's enthusiasm against me in back gammon," she said as he took one of her hands and pulled her to him.

"You know what they say – know your opponent's weakness. You'd do the same thing," he noted before kissing her softly. She looked thoughtful for a second.

"You're right, I would. But I can't complain all that much, my daughter already has you wrapped around her teeny little finger," she said with a smile, remembering the moment he and her daughter had met. Lorenzo shrugged as he cupped her face and kissed her again.

"Just like everyone else we know… It seems to be in the genes," he said lightly. Carly grinned.

"It's the Spencer charm," she said, causing him to laugh.

"I love you," he said.

"Well, that's just dandy. Cuz I love you too," she said softly. Her beautiful antique gold engagement ring glinted in the fading sun as her hand came up to caress his cheek. He'd claimed it as one of a kind when he'd placed it on her hand. Unique. Like her. Like him. Like their love.

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Final A/N (yay!) – so that's it. What did you think? I may be planning a sequel in the future. Is that a good idea? If I do, what are some things you'd like to see? Please let me know, and I'll get working on it. And here is the planned summary for it (I thought of it the other day and it wouldn't leave me alone!) just for shits and giggles: With her children threatened, her husband incapacitated, her mother taken hostage and her best friend caught in the middle of a raging power battle Carly Alcazar has unbelievable sacrifices to make… sacrifices that could end up killing more than one person she loves… What do you think? Anyways, I do hope you enjoyed this piece as much as I enjoyed writing it. Thanks to everyone who reviewed and supported this story – and if you haven't reviewed, please do so (I beg of you!). It's always nice to know people are still reading it!