Based on the ever so popular story:
Eventually the Truth Comes Out Part 1 and 2
comes
Your Hand in Mine
Saying Goodbye
A story about a time, a story about a place, a story about the people, but above all things a story about truth, beauty, freedom and love.
Author's Note:
Prologue takes place in the future...Characters and Stories are based on Eventually the truth comes out, but if you haven't read those stories don't worry, you won't be lost. I promise this will be one of the best stories you'll ever read. Enjoy!
Prologue
Elizabeth walked from the kitchen to the dinner table that was made for two. She placed the candles in the center and removed matches from her pocket. When the small ball of light lit up so did she. She lit both candles, blew the match and stared at the table for a mere minute. Tonight was supposed to symbolize their love, a new adventure and the two still being able to find romance while raising two kids. Content with the work she had done she walked back into the kitchen to remove the brownies she had made from the oven. Setting them on the counter next to the two plates which already had spaghetti on them she heard the phone ring. She grabbed the receiver on the counter next to the fridge and assumed it was Jason.
"Jase?" She smiled while grabbing two wine glasses from the upper cabinets.
"Elizabeth this is Kelly," Dr. Lee looked up from the tests that she received just minutes ago.
"Oh hey, how is everything?" Elizabeth wondered how busy the nightshift was tonight.
"Busy as usual, delivering babies and such," Dr. Lee looked down at the results of the tests.
"I bet, how's Lulu?" Elizabeth remembered seeing her scared face this afternoon, it reminded her when she gave birth to Cameron, how scared yet excited she was for her first child.
"Doing good, her and the father are happy to be welcoming a son to their family," Dr. Lee smiled as she remembered the moment she presented them with the baby.
Elizabeth smiled with joy, "Will you stop in and tell Lulu congratulations for me."
"Yeah, right after I congratulate you," she looked up from the papers.
"Congratulate me for what?" Elizabeth walked out of the kitchen and placed a glass on each side.
"You're pregnant," she smiled knowing Elizabeth would be ecstatic and much more accepting of the news this time.
Elizabeth stopped what she was doing, "Run that by me one more time."
"You're about two weeks along, you're instincts were right this morning," Kelly was glad that Elizabeth had sensed she was pregnant without having to surprise her like the last time.
"Well I actually thought it was just the touch of the flu, Cameron came home with it last week and I just figured that I had got the other receiving end of it, are you sure?" Elizabeth was of course happy about the news, but she didn't want to tell Jason without knowing for sure.
"I'm positive, says it right here on the tests you took with me. If it makes you feel better we can schedule an appointment for tomorrow and I can examine you just to confirm it and make sure everything's ok? But I'm pretty sure these tests are right and I'm sure the pregnancy test you decided take at home is accurate as well,"
"Well I'd have to go check," Elizabeth started to make her way upstairs just to see if the test was right, "Jason's gonna be so excited…"
"I'm glad to hear that you know the father this time," Kelly thought she'd make a slight joke.
Elizabeth laughed, "You have no idea how relieved I am." She walked into the bedroom.
Dr. Lee was about to say something when Nurse Nadine entered, "They're ready for you in surgery."
"Ok, I'll be there in a minute," Dr. Lee motioned and then spoke into the phone, "Elizabeth I have to scrub in. How about I see you during your lunch break tomorrow?"
Elizabeth walked into the bathroom where the test was lying on the counter, "Sounds great." She saw the plus sign appear on the stick, definitely pregnant.
"Once again congratulations."
"Thanks," Elizabeth hung up and excitedly jumped before realizing it was probably wasn't a good idea for it made her a little dizzy, "Yes!"
From the second she heard Kelly say she was pregnant, yes she heard right the first time, she instantly started thinking about how different it would be this time around with Jason. He'd be able to get to know the baby from the start, go to the appointments, and watch as the baby grew inside of her. She knew this meant the world to him, especially if the baby was a girl.
Elizabeth quickly nodded her head knowing she was getting a hold of herself, "One step at a time." She walked out of the bedroom walking past Cameron's room when it suddenly dawned on her that this would mean they'd have to move. As she walked downstairs she looked at the apartment differently, there was no way they could raise three kids, four if she included Spinelli.
She laughed thinking about Spinelli in that one moment as she walked into the kitchen that held many memories for them as family, yes she had considered Spinelli family partly because Jason loved him, but also because she had seen how much Cameron loved him and longed for a big brother. It had been a while since she had seen the young man who had aged to quickly with the events over the past year. She hoped that her news would give him something to be excited about with the children and with Jason and her for she considered Spinelli to be one of their closest friends now, she trusted him with her life.
As she brought the plates to the table she couldn't help, but of course be distracted. Everything she was doing just didn't have the same meaning anymore, pouring wine in his glass, adding roses, it was all to make the night more magical, it was all a set up in telling him he was going to be a father yet again.
Knowing that the brownies needed more time to cool she went upstairs to make herself pretty for him. She walked into her bedroom to the closet and thought about what to wear that would be memorable. She filed through her shirts and blouses and saw the pink tank top that she wore the night Jake was conceived. A smile came to her face, a night that had brought such displeasure for her turned into one of the best nights of her life, it brought her and Jason together and gave them the push they needed to be more than just friends even if it took seven months. Moving on she spotted a dress that looked very similar to one she had worn years ago during a photo shoot when she had begun modeling again. Normally she wouldn't even consider wearing a dress like that, but the dress symbolized how far they had come since that night he had washed her makeup off and removed her white gloves. Staring at it for a few minutes she realized the dress would be too formal for once Jason got home he'd change out of his suit and put his usual jeans and black tee on so that dress was a definite no.
However the dress that Kate Howard had gotten her from Spiegel wasn't out of the question. A couple of months ago Kate Howard had been sentenced to community service at the hospital after her drunk driving incident, Elizabeth naturally of course had befriended her not only because she was dating Sonny at the time, but because in general she thought Kate was nice and they shared the same annoying hatred for Carly. Just before Kate left to reclaim her spot on couture she gave Elizabeth a thank you gift for being so nice to her. Tonight she'd finally be able to put it to good use.
The dress was literally perfect, not too formal, yet simple and cute which totally fit Elizabeth's personality. Putting her hair up she admired the yellow, black and white colors that painted water colored flowers all along the dress; it reminded her of something she'd find in Lila's garden that Jason admired so much. Adding lip gloss she backed away from the mirror and took one look at her, "Looking good Elizabeth!" She cheered herself on even though she knew that in a couple of hours Jason would have the dress off of her, she laughed at the thought.
Walking downstairs she knew the brownies would be ready and headed into the kitchen where she carefully cut each brownie with precision. As she placed two brownies on a small white plate, she begun to talk to the baby, "I can't wait to tell your father about you, he's gonna be so thrilled!" Carrying the white plate into living room where the table was set she was so excited thinking about the baby that she didn't hear nor notice the figure that was leaning his back against the front door.
He ran his hands through his hair while his eyes remained to be wide open. Jason couldn't shake the events that transpired just hours ago, he couldn't stop feeling guilty for something that had been out of his hands for months.
She snapped out of mommy mode slowly looking away from the perfect dinner she created, "Jason?"
Hearing his name he looked up from his hands to remember their plans, but before he could even try to change or cover up how he looked it was too late.
She turned her back away from him with a huge smile of excitement that he was home, "I'm so glad…"
Any thoughts she had of the baby, of them, of tonight faded away, "Jason?" She was confused by the look of turmoil on his face, but as she scanned the rest of his body panic rose through hers, "Jason you're bleeding!"
He looked at her still in shock as she ran to him, but tried to calm her down in his distraught voice, "Elizabeth it's not my blood."
"It's not my blood," he said again as she insisted he removed his jacket so she could see where he had been shot, but the more she ignored his words the more frustrated he got, "Elizabeth! It's not my blood!"
She was quiet for a minute, hurt by his voice, but scared because his harshness usually meant something serious had happened.
Glancing up from the blood on his white dress shirt she saw him falling apart, "Jason…" She looked down at his hands that had dried blood on them, "If it's not your blood, than whose is it?"
He looked into her eyes unable to speak the words that would entail what happened because what happened just hours ago had been 12 months in the planning.
Jason Morgan and Elizabeth Webber had all they ever wanted, each other and a family, but how long can they keep their family together now that Ric Lansing is on the edge again? How long can they stay in love with their former lovers returning? How long can Jason vow to stay away from the mob when Trevor Lansing, the Zacchara family, former employees and many others threaten to take away everything Sonny built? How will the deaths and secrets of certain Port Charles citizens sabotage their relationship? And how will they manage to stay together when everyone around them is falling apart?
This is their story.
Chapter 1:
The beginning of the end
The man walked along the short line of men and woman smiling proudly, "Congratulations to the ten out of a hundred that stand before me. You are the first men and woman to be a part of the most secretive CIA branch in the history of black covert ops. No one can ever know about Operation Bald Eagle."
Lucky looked at the people around him with dignity and pride back in his life.
"To let you know how small this operation is only, myself and one other know about your existence. Let me introduce you to one of the best spies in the CIA, Robert Scorpio." He looked at the doors behind the line of men and women that were going to the save world someday.
"Hello men!" He walked through the doors smiling and shaking the hands of all them.
"This here is Robert Scorpio; he's been a spy since you guys were in diapers and still going on strong." The man stepped aside and let Robert take the floor.
"First I want to congratulate you on getting as far as you have, but this was round one. Now that you're all officially in the program, the next three months will be the hardest training of your life. If you thought this was difficult be in for a rude awakening because we're sending you to train with the best of the best, the navy seals."
He made his way down the line explaining just how exactly it worked, "After three months, those of you that are still left will then spend one month in the field with me. We will go on routine missions until you've proven to me and to him that you're ready for this kind of life."
He stopped in front of Lucky, the new Lucky that was mentally stronger than he ever had been before, "Until you are ready to adventure out alone because once you're out there you are alone."
Lucky stared at Robert's serious expression knowing he chose the right life for him, there was nothing better than this. He was alone, he always had been and from this moment on he would never look back.
He walked away from Lucky addressing the issue of family, "Your family can never know what you do in the CIA. They can never know about the mission or the country your in or the enemy you are going to kill. It will be tempting and those you love will find it hard to accept, but if any information is ever leaked and I mean ever you will face severe punishment."
Robert walked back to where he could see all of them as a whole, "If this is the life you want, step forward."
Lucky was the quickest one to step forward for this was what he'd been waiting for his entire life. They wanted him; they wanted him to be the one to lead the country to protect the United States against those who fought to destroy American ideals. He was finally important to someone, he wasn't second best, he had no one putting pity on him, and his self worth had been revived from those that had depleted it.
Smiling at the outcome, "Congratulations again. I'll see you all in three weeks, have a wonderful vacation you are dismissed."
Walking out of the facility with his boss, Robert looked back at Lucky. He saw the excitement on his face as Lucky shook hands with his fellow friends. Robert took pride in knowing he had been responsible for building Lucky's confidence in himself. This was the intention of the program. To make those who had lost everything feel like they had everything Robert thought, but his boss for so many years had other plans for this new organization which wouldn't be apparent to Robert for many months to come.
"You want to get a cup of coffee?" Robert's seventy year old boss asked as they walked to the Central Intelligence Agency building.
"Yeah if you can find a place that's open, it's almost six in the morning," he glanced up at him from looking at his watch.
"There's one right up the corner here," he pointed and they continued to walk.
As they grabbed their coffee and bagels his boss started to giving him the run down of today's agenda, "So in two hours we'll meet with the board for breakfast and then at ten we have a briefing on North Korea."
Robert sipped his coffee before teasing him, "Are you sending me out on a mission months before my daughter is getting married?"
Crossing the street he laughed, "Don't worry you'll be back in time to walk her down the isle."
"Yeah I'm sure I will …" Robert joked as he opened the front glass doors to him.
His boss overlooked his shoulder thinking Robert was coming right behind him, but something had caught Robert's eye. He let go of the door and walked to the newspaper stand disturbed by the headline he read.
"Is this today's current paper?" Robert nervously asked.
"You bet it is you want one?" The newspaper man grabbed one.
"Robert, what is it?" His boss walked outside to see what had stunned his co-worker.
"Yeah I'll take one," Robert took out a five dollar bill, "Keep the change." He took the newspaper from him.
With his one hand he unfolded the newspaper from the Washington Post and read the headline, "Daniel look at this."
As he walked inside with him they smiled to their secretary, "Hello Mary."
"Hi Mr. Scorpio and Mr. Smith can I help you with anything?" She smiled at them, but could tell they were not in the talking mood.
They stayed quiet as they walked through security, but once they walked into the elevators they discussed what the shocking headline read.
Mr. Smith looked at him intently seeing his expression change, "What is it?"
"My goodness Robert what is it?" He was suddenly filled with worry more so than before.
Robert at last looked up at him, "Do you remember that lawyer NASA hired about ten years ago?"
"Well sure he went to Harvard with me, great business man. I believe his name was Trevor Lansing?" He spoke fondly of him.
"Well it looks like Trevor Lansing just got a pink slip," he turned to show him the paper.
"What?" Mr. Smith was shocked, "Why would they fire him? He's one of the best lawyer's in the country."
"Says here they've had irreconcilable differences, something to do with another employee he works for…" Robert gave him the rest of his newspaper.
"That's outrageous; they're practically suggesting that he's a mobster hiding behind Anthony Zacchara…"
Robert was just about to sip his coffee when he turned to him, "Maybe he is."
"No I know Trevor, he wouldn't risk his reputation and career for that," Mr. Smith nodded like this was ridiculous.
"Any chance the story is…well I hate to say it, but could their source be wrong?" Robert walked off the elevator with him.
"That's the thing, this is the Washington post, their sources are always accurate, but Trevor is not a criminal…"
"Well this article sure paints him like one, I bet the FBI will be all over him…" Robert joked, but Mr. Smith was not amused.
"Yeah it would be just like them to think the article is true. They'd think it would be the end of organized crime." Mr. Smith walked over to his desk while Robert walked to his.
"You think?" Robert thought his boss was over thinking it all.
He glanced up very serious, "Robert, there's a reason NASA let him go and only one comes to mind…Anthony Zacchara. The FBI has been trying to connect him and many others in the New York and New Jersey area."
Mr. Smith dropped the newspaper on his desk and then picked up his phone dialing a number, "See the idea is you bring one down, you bring them all down."
Robert started to understand, but for the most part he thought their chance of bringing some of the major mob bosses down was a long shot.
"Mary Ann? Hi. Can you get the Washington Post on line one for me and then schedule an emergency meeting for seven o' clock? Yes I know that's an hour from now Mary, but do it anyway and please get me the director of NASA on the phone." He thanked the secretary for her work and then hung up the phone.
"Don't you think this is something the FBI should be handling? This is the CIA we don't really mess with mob affairs…"
"Robert, we have to anticipate that they will. The mob works with terrorists these days. You can never be too careful so let's throw caution to the wind and get everything we can on these people."
"Even if it means turning in your friend?"
"Well I hope it won't come to that, but if it does than…well we'll just have to see won't we. Robert, do me a favor and pull up all the records and all the information we have on Anthony Zacchara…"
Robert nodded having done this many times before as he logged onto his computed doing what his boss asked, but couldn't help but wonder if they should really be putting their efforts elsewhere.
"Have you seen today's newspapers?" The director of NASA asked while pacing around the room as he was ready to start the meeting.
"The New York Times, the Washington Post, the Los Angeles Times, USA Today…" He threw them down on the table one by one.
They looked back at him scared, "They all have one thing in common."
He grabbed the Washington Post pointing to one of its articles on the front page, "Do you see what this says?"
They continued to look at him speechless for it was his decision to release Trevor Lansing, "Let me see what it says!" He read the headline.
"Russia seeks Mars in three months!" He threw the newspaper down.
"What's wrong with this headline?" He addressed them again as their faces turned even more confused.
"I'll tell you what's wrong! It should say U.S. seeks Mars in three months!" He could tell they were all preoccupied by the issue that they felt they should be more concerned with.
"Tell me Mark," he looked at the man in charge of planning missions to outer space, "Where are we on our mission to Mars?"
He looked up at him stuttering, "Um ei..eight…months."
"Eight months! I pay…no the U.S. government pays us half a million and we can't be the first ones to go to Mars? Well not on my watch!"
Everyone in the office eyed each other as their boss continued to rant, "China, Russia, and half a dozen other countries are already beating us in math, reading and writing and are catching up to us in technology, but they will not beat us in the space race, the race to Mars."
"Dave, what are you suggesting?" The blonde haired woman looked at him wondering why he was taking out his anger on them instead of the person he was really angry at.
He turned to face them, "Gee, I don't know Penny! Maybe a plan to get us to Mars before they do….Like how about in two months?"
"We're no where close to being ready for two months, maybe four, but not two." The woman opened up her schematics on the new shuttle they were building.
"Well you guys better find a way to get us up there!" He shouted at them until someone fired back, "Dave, we don't even have a crew!"
"Yes we do, I've got their names here," he started writing their names on the white board, "Contact these members we need every single one in order to fulfill the mission. You train them and you make sure this mission is kept secret from the media until I say so."
"Dave, this isn't damn Space Cowboys! We can't train these guys in two months!"
"Well I'm asking you to do it! Most of these guys except for these four have been to space multiple times!" He barked at the man who was questioning his plan.
Dave glanced to Mark, "What's wrong?" He could tell there was a problem.
Mark had noticed one of the names was from someone who no longer worked for them as of today, "Sir there's a slight problem."
"And what problem would that be?" He put his hands on his hips irritated at his crew.
Everyone around the table eyed him like he should just let it go, but the man figured he'd find out sooner or later, "Damian Spinelli no longer works for us."
"Since when?" The director tried not to lose his cool.
The man quietly told him the truth, "Two days ago. His lawyer, Alexis Davis, contacted us and said that Spinelli regretfully informs us that he's made a mistake and was thankful for the opportunity, but would like to stay in Port Charles."
Dave turned away from them, "Damn it Trevor." He quietly cursed.
Just then Trevor Lansing burst through the doors, "What the hell is this!"
Everyone looked away from Trevor motioning to their cup of coffee.
Trevor threw the newspaper on the table, "After ten years this is how you choose to fire me? You don't have the decency to tell me you have to exploit it to every newspaper in the country!"
The director smiled, "Please Trevor, don't act like you're surprised. You can't expect to work here when you show up to meetings half an hour late or when you're so busy you neglect our employees, like this one here." He pointed to the name on the board.
"Do you remember Damian Spinelli? Do you? He signed a contract with us two weeks ago and now he's quitting. We paid this man millions to do what it has taken our other employees years and now the boy decides he likes Port Charles better. I was going to use him to get my headline 'Youngest boy sent to space' but now I can't."
He walked towards Trevor, "You're supposed to make sure employees like him continue working for us, but instead you're busy being…what did they describe you?" He walked over to the Washington Post newspaper, "Ah yes the puppeteer of Anthony Zacchara's business."
"He's a business man Dave! What are you implying?" Trevor didn't like where he was headed with this.
"I don't have to say it here, everyone knows who you are and because you're associated with criminals we no longer want to be associated with you. It's gotten out of hand and we felt it was time we let you go. Goodbye."
He turned to his employees ignoring Trevor's presence, "Now as for Damian Spinelli. Has anyone tried to contact him and convince him that he should stay here to work with us?"
He glanced at Trevor who was still shocked, "Trevor really you should have seen this coming, we hinted many times to pick one or the other and now because of your lack of commitment to us we've lost an employee which I'm sure we'll never get back. Now do I have to say it for you to get it through your head? You're fired!" Dave reached for the phone as he stared at Trevor waiting for him to leave.
"Your making a big mistake," Trevor pointed at him for the director had forgotten that Trevor knew all kinds of secrets.
"Get out of this board room," he dialed the number for security.
Trevor backed away, "Fine, but you'll be sorry."
"Not as much as you'll be." He slammed the phone down and addressed the group once Trevor walked out of the board room.
The blonde woman got up from her chair, "Dave, what if he goes to the press? What if he tells our secrets like you told his!"
Dave had never really thought about it that way, "I'll be right back, but keep trying to contact him."
"Trevor!" The director shouted his name as Trevor walked to his car.
Trevor turned to him, "I tell you what. Get this kid to come back and do the mission and I promise you'll be working here for ten more years."
The director was desperate for they had no one else on their payroll that could get the same headlines.
"Call up the newspapers and tell them they made a mistake," Trevor would of course do what he asked, but he wanted this article to not be associated with him anymore.
"Trevor you're fired, I can't take that back and I'm not gonna ruin some reporter's life by saying they misquoted me. You'll stay fired until that kid comes back here." The man raced his hand through his brown slick hair very stressed.
"Don't worry, I'll get him back," he smiled and the director took a deep breathe wondering if he could really trust Trevor to do this.
Trevor walked to his Jaguar knowing the easiest way to get people to work with him, black mail. "Damian Spinelli you say?" He quietly said to himself as he started up the engine and drove out of the parking lot, "Well Mr. Spinelli let's see how smart you really are," he looked into his contacts of his phone to find the hotel that Spinelli had been staying in.
He knew Spinelli was smart when he had his guard on, but when Spinelli got excited he made mistakes and with the way he suddenly left town Trevor knew that some how some where Spinelli had slipped up.
Spinelli walked on the third floor where Epiphany stood at the nurses station, "You again?"
"I brought coffee and bagels…Your favorite?" He teased her.
"I could get used to this," she smiled at him wondering what he wanted in return.
"Can I go see Jake?" He asked, but knew that he didn't really need to ask because he was considered family.
"Your not here to see Jake, you want to talk to Jolene…" She looked at him knowing his ulterior motive.
"Yes," he smiled but stopped as she started to walk to the other side of the nurses station to grab a file, "but see I was hoping that with these refreshments you could possibly get her to…I don't know talk to me or at least-."
Epiphany interrupted, "Look Spinelli! I've got work to do, thanks for the coffee. I'll let the staff know you brought them coffee, but boy whether she decides to talk to you after what you did to her is not going to be based off of what I say to her or her friends or anyone else. When she wants to talk to you she will."
Epiphany grabbed her coffee stared at him for a second and then walked away leaving Spinelli frustrated.
"Spinelli?" Robin came from the back of the room to see Spinelli evil eying Epiphany.
"Hi. There's coffee here for you and Patrick and everyone else if you guys want some courtesy of Sonny Corintos…" He smiled and Robin looked at him surprised.
"So you and Sonny are getting along?" She walked over to the cart to pour herself some coffee.
"Well we're getting along for Jason's sake," he was about to say more when Patrick and Kelly entered.
"Coffee again!" Kelly was excited, "I could get used to this." She laughed with Robin.
"Well I'll talk to Sonny about having coffee and refreshments served to you guys everyday." Spinelli shrugged his shoulders while sliding his hands into his pockets trying to imply that it would be no problem.
"Are you sure that's a good idea?" Patrick started to laugh for whenever Sonny and Spinelli were in the same room all they ever did was argue.
"Ha, it's ok. Sonny and I are trying to get along…hey I'm gonna go to the nursery and see Jake, but I hope you guys enjoy the coffee and bagels." He started to walk away when Patrick said one last thing.
"Don't worry Spinelli I'll put in a good word for you." He grinned knowing Spinelli wanted someone to talk to Jolene. Robin playfully hit Patrick's shoulder, "You will not! I will!"
Spinelli had left the room by the time the two were locked in each other's arms, "Talk to who?" Jolene asked as Regina and Leyla walked in with her.
Patrick and Robin felt a little embarrassed, "Um no one." They said for now the conversation was off to a weird start.
Robin turned to them, "Guys grab some coffee before we get started."
Regina started to pour herself a cup, "So who brought today's refreshments?" She glanced at Jolene.
Patrick spoke for all them, "Well Sonny Corintos of course…well he supplied this wonderful cup of Joe that will keep me awake through today's surgeries, but Spinelli delivered it." He looked at Jolene who was starting to feel overwhelmed by everyone pressuring her for they did the same thing yesterday.
Epiphany walked in trying to stop the doctors from socializing with the interns, "Ok interns you know the drill, Leyla you'll be working with Dr. Drake, Regina you're with Dr. Scorpio and Jolene you'll be joining Dr. Lee."
As she watched everyone leave with their doctors, Jolene looked at Epiphany, "Don't give me that look."
"But Epiphany is there any way I can be assigned to a different area of the hospital instead of the nursery?"
"No, if I make an exception for you than I have to make one for everyone," Epiphany walked away not able to deal with what looked like another soap opera story unfolding in front of her, "Who needs TV when I got drama everywhere I go?" she quietly told herself.
Dr. Lee looked at Jolene's nervous and panicked face, "Don't worry we won't be in the nursery for long."
Jolene wasn't convinced by her subtly to make her feel better, "Why don't you go down to the nursery and get little Jacob Morgan while I tell Elizabeth she can be released from the hospital?"
Before Jolene could even suggest an alternative Dr. Lee had walked away leaving her with no choice but to follow orders.
Jason quietly walked into Elizabeth's room not wanting to wake her up, but it was too late, "Jason, I don't think I need anymore flowers." She glanced at the counter that was covered with flowers from Nicholas, Sonny, Ric and Jax.
"I know, but I wanted to you to have flowers from me," he leaned into kiss her.
Putting her arms around his neck she whispered, "Thank you. I love them."
She leaned out just before giving him a peck on the cheek as he slowly sat down on the bed taking her hand, "So when am I getting out of here?"
Just as Jason was going to say something Dr. Lee walked in, "When you're ready."
She laughed, "I'm releasing you today. I've checked your charts and you can leave the hospital whenever you want to. You are officially being released from the hospital."
"So she's healed from the surgery?" Jason asked for she had been in the hospital for the past two days, he wanted to make sure she wasn't going to die on him.
"She should be as long as she doesn't make any sudden movements that would allow her stitches to be removed," she seriously stared at her, "Which means don't be hesitant to ask this man for help."
"I won't," Elizabeth gently touched his hand, "Believe me he's got his work cut out for him."
"Alright then Jolene is brining Jake up from the nursery and I'll have one of the other nurses bring in your forms to check you out of here. Congratulations again," she smiled before leaving the two alone.
Jolene made her way down the hall to the nursery where she could hear a familiar voice, it was a voice she hadn't heard in a while, but it was voice she surely missed.
Staring at the baby he shed a few tears wondering if his own parents ever held him, if they ever cried in front of him, he wondered if they were feeling everything he felt right now.
Bobbie walked over to him noticing him admiring the baby, "Would you like to hold him?"
"Yeah," he smiled, but became hesitant for he didn't know anything about holding a baby.
Jolene leaned on the wooden door frame watching him react to holding a baby for the first time.
Bobbie instructed him on how to properly hold Jake and after a few minutes she walked away feeling confident that he knew what he was doing.
"Oh hello Jake." He cradled the baby for the first time completely awed at how something so small could overwhelm him with joy.
"You know we're not blood brothers, but I promise you'll never know the difference. I'm gonna be here for you just like I'm gonna be here for Cameron…"
"I have a few things to fix in Florida, quit my job, but as soon as I'm done I'm gonna be here to take care of you, watch you grow up and I'm gonna teach you things…" Spinelli started to imagine all the things he could teach Jake and Cameron which was only possible thanks to Jason and Elizabeth.
Spinelli saw him smile, "Yeah you'd like that wouldn't you?" He started to make baby faces until he got the feeling someone was watching him.
Jolene didn't know what to say to him as he looked surprised to see her there.
There were so many things he wanted to say to her, but he didn't know how to begin or how to tell her he was an idiot for leaving.
"He's cute isn't he?" She walked towards him from her once crossed armed position. She wasn't sure what she was doing by striking up a conversation with him because he certainly didn't deserve to talk to her.
He was memorized by the life he was holding, "Yup…He's got Jason's blue eyes and Elizabeth's smile…" He placed his little finger on the baby's chest, "Yes you do…"
The baby yawned and he glanced at Jolene who was now standing by his side, "He's tired."
"Yeah…" He looked for a rocking chair and then slowly sat in it.
"I can't believe how tiny he is." Jake grabbed hold to Spinelli's finger.
"I mean to think that it takes nine months to create something so…perfect…" He bit his lip trying to think of how his own parents must have felt.
"He really is a little miracle Jolene…they all are…each and everyone is unique in their own way, but yet they all want the same thing…" He took a small pause, "They all want to be loved by someone…"
He closed his eyes leaning his head back on the chair wondering how his parents couldn't love him; how they couldn't look at him and know they couldn't abandon him.
Tears fell from her eyes letting her guard down. She knew what he was feeling; she knew that when he looked at Jacob he wondered how his parents couldn't love him as much as Spinelli loved this little baby the minute he set eyes on him.
He took a deep breathe before feeling her touch, her hand to let him know that he was loved, that his parents some how felt the same way he did at this very moment, "Spinelli, they loved you."
He nodded trying to believe that deep down they did, "I want to believe…"
"They loved you enough to know they couldn't raise you themselves…" She tried to put it in a way he would understand.
He glanced at her opening his eyes not able to say anything and she understood, the baby slowly started to cry and he turned his attention to Jake.
"It's ok, I'm fine." He sniffled while Jolene leaned away from him.
"I actually came down here to bring him to Elizabeth and Jason. Kelly is releasing her so it's time for all of them to go home…"
"Right…" He handed Jake to Jolene and watched her put him in plastic bin. He got up from the chair clearing his throat from the tears that suffocated him and then slid his hands into his pockets before continuing to watch her with him.
She softly talked to Jake, "Your mother and father can't wait to take you home…no they can't…" She gently tickled his stomach.
She looked over her shoulder to see him staring at her, "What?" She playfully smiled.
"Nothing you're just so good with him…with children…" He walked towards her.
She turned to him, "Well it's kind of in the job description," she acted like it was no big deal.
"Not really, some people don't have what it takes to care for children to be a mother; they're not kind and gentle." He looked deeply into her eyes pushing her hair back slowly leaning in to kiss her.
"Spinelli," she was working they couldn't do this now she was afraid she'd get caught.
His heart skipped a beat and he stopped breathing for a second when she denied him again, a rush of hurt and sadness came over him, "Right."
He slowly stepped away from her, "I'm sorry…" He frowned with a few tears welled up in his eyes for he thought that if he just kissed her or got close to her she would take him back. But he was wrong, dead wrong and he realized the damage he had done.
When she saw his face she felt guilty, she felt it too. She wanted to kiss him and she wanted them to go back to how they were, but he hurt her and she wanted him to hurt the way she had.
"Spinelli…no…" She was going to tell him that they couldn't do this while she was working, but later they could talk.
"No it's ok, I get it," he grinned before motioning to leave, "…I'm gonna go…" He slowly walked backwards towards the doorway deeply feeling the pain she wanted him to feel.
He then stopped just after turning his back to her, "You know." He turned to her, "When I had my accident and I couldn't remember who I was or who the people were in my life, you were the only one that gave me hope that could handle the new person I became even when I couldn't. Then when I remembered the people in my life I still wasn't the computer geek, the jackal and you didn't care who I was as long as I was happy. I know this doesn't make up for what I did, but I'm happy the most when I'm with you, sometimes I think I could love you if you let me."
She started to walk towards him, wanting to change his misconception, but he didn't want her to come near him, he had said his peace and now he just wanted to be alone. He knew the kind of game she was playing and although he knew he deserved it, he deep down wished she would give him another chance.
He quickly rushed out of the room and down the hall to the elevators not once noticing Lulu who had been listening in on their conversation since the minute he complemented Jolene on a trait Lulu didn't have.
"Lulu?" Milo shouted down the opposite direction of the hall.
She walked back down to him, "Milo I think they're taking Jake home today…we can see him later."
Milo nodded, but could tell she was upset about something as they walked into the elevator, "Is everything ok?"
Lulu looked at him thinking about what Spinelli had said knowing he meant her, "What if I told you that I might never want to have children? Would you still marry me?"
He sincerely looked at her wondering how he could doubt her, "Of course. Lulu I'm not gonna pressure you into doing anything you don't want to do. If you don't want to have children than we can adopt or if you don't want that than we don't have to, I mean it's probably better we don't right?"
She broke down in front of him placing her hands on his chest, "But if you want to have children you should be able to. It's not fair for me to deny you a child."
He wanted her to stop this nonsense, "Lulu, I'll do whatever you want to do. It's different this time. I love you and I would never leave you, you know that right? If we decided to have children it would be different than when you got pregnant and Dillon was the father."
He looked deep into her eyes with his hands on her cheeks, "We're in this together. I will never leave you."
She placed her arms around him wondering how she got to be so lucky while he wondered if his luck would ever run out.
Spinelli walked down the hall on his way to say a quick hi to Elizabeth and Jason when his phone rang, "Hello?"
"Spinelli!" Trevor pretended to sound happy to see him, "It's so good to hear your voice."
He heard silence on the phone, "Spinelli, this is Trevor Lansing."
"Oh hi! I'm sorry I didn't immediately recognize your voice. Um what are you calling about?" Spinelli was sure Alexis had put his papers in when he asked her to.
"Well I'm calling about this notice we received for your attorney. She says you want to quit, can I ask why?" He thanked the stewardess on his private jet.
"Yeah, um it's got nothing to do with you guys. It's just that I've decided I want to stay close to home and I have family and friends here that I can't find anywhere else…" Spinelli tried to explain.
"I see and I completely understand family is important, but I really wish you would reconsider working for us. I promise you won't look back."
"I already have, thank you Trevor for this excellent opportunity, but I want to stay in Port Charles." He continued walking down the hall.
"And who says you can't? Listen, why don't we meet tomorrow here in Florida at the Space center here with the director or we could meet where you are?" Trevor persisted in being nice.
"You know Trevor I just don't think this going to work," Spinelli tried to let him down gently.
"Tomorrow a bad time? We could-."
"No it's just that, like I said before I want to be done with this. I'm sorry I wasted your time," Spinelli apologized thinking this wasn't such a big deal.
"Spinelli please, please reconsider…"
"I said no!" Spinelli shouted for he was tired Trevor hassling him.
Elizabeth and Jason heard Spinelli's loud shout and wondered what it was all about.
"I told you no. I don't care what it is your offering or how much money it'll pay me I'm not leaving this place, got it?" Spinelli shouted which irritated Trevor further.
"Look you might have been able to pull this crap with your other employers, but when you work for the government you can't just leave and say I quit after all the money we've paid you. You owe us work and much more. Now I will see you tomorrow at eight in the morning to discuss this. Don't be late."
Spinelli had a gut feeling this was about something else, "What is this really about?"
"What do you think?" Trevor didn't want to give him all the details on the phone; he wanted Spinelli to be afraid of him even if he gave the boy the wrong impression.
"I don't like your tone," Spinelli got a bad feeling; he should have listened to Jason and Sonny.
"You know you were in such a rush to leave you left your precious laptop behind…and I found all sorts of goodies on it…" Trevor hinted.
He stopped right outside of Elizabeth's room, "That's invasion of privacy, that's against the law, how did you even get access?" Spinelli raised his voice as his hands swiftly went through his hair.
Jason leaned away from Elizabeth's kiss wondering what he just heard, "Spinelli?"
"I have my resources…" Trevor smiled for he hadn't even accessed the laptop at all, but now he knew it was valuable.
He thought he heard Jason call his name so he walked away realizing he was too loud, "What do you want?" He was now worried for Jason and even Sonny for his laptop had incriminating evidence on it.
"Come to Florida and you'll find out," Trevor lightly threatened.
"Is that a threat?" Spinelli knew there was much more to what he was saying.
"Jason, come back to bed I'm sure it's nothing," Elizabeth softly asked for he seemed very interested in pursuing what he heard.
"Oh Spinelli, calm down I wouldn't call it a threat. I would call it more like a business proposition…" Trevor laughed for he knew he scared the kid.
He glanced into Jason and Elizabeth's room and saw them playfully kissing each other, he knew he couldn't get them involved after everything they did for him, "You listen here Trevor, nobody black mails me especially the government, the same government that I know a nasty secret about."
Trevor tried to keep a straight face, it was too bad they had fooled the kid, "Spinelli be here by tomorrow morning or face the consequences."
"Oh don't worry, I'll be there and Trevor, I don't know who the hell you think you are, but this isn't over, it's far from it." He hung up and walked into Elizabeth's room.
Author's Note:
Ok so what do you think? Review it even if you don't like it. I just want some feedback and a reason to keep writing so if I don't get a review I won't write, I need to know what you guys are thinking. Thanks for reading and if you have a particular request for a couple I'm sure I can fit it in. This is a multi charater story where each character is extremely important to each other's stories. And for those liason fans who are unsiure about Lucky returning and who have read my other two stories that this is based off of, Lucky and Liz will only be friends. Thanks again everyone!