"I need you."

The bruise on her cheek stood out on her pale ivory skin as it shimmered in the moonlight coming form the open terrace doors.

Jason moved aside without a word and allowed his visitor to the penthouse. He watched silently as she made her way through the penthouse.

"What happened?"

The sound of his voice echoing throughout the empty penthouse made her pause. Slowly she turned and gave him a sad, watery smile.

Jason rubbed his hands over his tired face and glanced at the clock on the wall to check the time. 2:45 am.

Jason made his way out to the terrace. Silently he came up behind her where she stood leaning against the railing, staring up at the stars. Slowly, so as not to startle her, he wrapped his arms around her middle. Sighing she leaned back into his strong embrace. Comforted by the feeling of his strong muscular chest against her back.

He brushed the hair back from her face and lightly feathered his lips against her neck. He then moved his lips so that they were hovering right by her ear and whispered, "It was Lucky, wasn't it?"

Elizabeth made a sound that could only be described as a whimper. She tried to pull out of Jason embrace when he tightened his grip and refused to let go she let out a sob. "Let go."

Jason released Elizabeth instantly as if he were burned by her touch. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to scare you."

Crying Elizabeth shook her head and wrapped her arms around her waist. "No you didn't scare me."

Jason carefully pulled Elizabeth to him and wrapped his arms around her in an embrace. After a few minutes he lead her back into the penthouse and sat her on the couch.

By the time Jason returned from the kitchen to get a bottle of water Elizabeth dried her tears.

Jason watched as she took a few small sips of water. Once she replaced the cap on the bottle he lightly ran his fingertips over the bruise that marred her smooth face.

"Lucky did this to you didn't he?"

Elizabeth didn't say anything, she just slowly nodded her head.

"Son of a bitch." Jason rose from the couch and starter to pace the room. He ran his hands through the spikes of his hair. "The little fucker's gonna die."

Jason marched over to his desk and took his gun out of the drawer. He made a move to to the open door when a hand reached past him to prevent him from opening the door.

"Jason stop."

Jason whirled around to face her. "How the hell can you still stand there and defend him? After everything he has done how can you still stand there and tell me that you still love him?"

"Jason you have to listen to me please."

Elizabeth's gentle plea pierced Jason's heart. He couldn't believe after all this she would continue to defend Lucky.

Elizabeth intertwined their fingers and led him to the couch. Obediantly Jason followed her.

Once Jason was seated on the couch next to her she framed his face in her hands. Gently she placed a kiss to his lips. "I'm not sure I should go back to Lucky or leave him."

"Because he hit you."

Tilting her head to the side slightly she gave him a sad smile. "That's part of the reason, but not all of it. I care for you so much Jason as a friend and more than a friend, and no matter what happens I want you to know and remember that.:

All Jason could do was nod.

Elizabeth leaned her forehead against Jason's and whispered, "I'm pregnant and I don't know if you or Lucky is the father."

Jason's breath caught in his throat. Pregnant? A baby? A child that could be could very well be his?

When Jason finally spoke it was not the words that Elizabeth had expected. "Does Lucky know?"

"I didn't tell him at first but he found the test. He's knows I'm pregnant."

"He thinks the baby's his doesn't he?"

"Yes."

"Then why did he hit you?"

"He's going through a rough time with withdrawls and I made him angry at the wrong time. He apologized and said he didn't mean to. I should have known better"

"You have to leave him you know."

Tears started down Elizabeth's face. "I know but I can't mess up his recovery. He's worked so hard to get clean. If he thinks this baby is his then he'll stay clean.'

"What if the baby is mine?"

"I don't know," came the whispered response, "but for now I am just going to be the perfect wife."

"Elizabeth…"

She stood up abruptly. "I should go." She started for the door but before she could reach it Jason grabbed her arm and pulled her into a crushing hug against his chest.

"If he hurts you again I want you to come to me day or night." Jason brushed his lips against her temple. "I'm not going to let anything bad happen to you and this baby."

Elizabeth pulled away and brushed the tears from her cheeks. "I know."

"Then don't shut me out."

"I won't." She pressed a deep lingering kiss to Jason's lips.

"I'll see you later?"

"Yeah, you will."

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