I know a lot of us are dumbfounded as to why Jason hasn't opened his mouth, the same mouth that has told half of Port Charles the fact that he is Jake's father, and told Elizabeth everything that has been going on, especially with Sam.

I don't know how long this will be, but I doubt it will be too long. It will all be the same day, so I would say only around 3 or 4 chapters.

I hope you enjoy.

Jason had just sat back on his couch and closed his eyes. Things were heating up with Zacchara and he wasn't sure how much more Sonny could take before he cracked. He'd already lost two people in the crossfire. Leticia was the first casualty in the war. He didn't even want to think about how the boys were feeling. They had lost the only real stable person in their lives.

Kate was unfortunately the second to fall. Jason was seriously worried for Sonny. After Kate's death, he seemed to be sinking deeper and deeper into himself, and Jason was concerned that he was going deeper into himself and back to that dark place. He'd worked so hard over the past year to get past it, only to have Trevor Lansing pull him back down, drowning him in it. He wasn't sure if he could help his best friend this time.

Everything that had happened had just confirmed his resolve to stay clear of his family. Elizabeth and the boys were better off right now, away from this. He was getting updates from Francis, who was assigned to guard them at any cost. The guard would tell them what they were doing; going to the park, eating at Kelly's. So far, it looked like they were being left alone, that their current enemies, and for that, he was grateful. It meant that staying away from them was working. As much as he was happy about that, it was the one thing that was breaking his heart.

He wanted them safe. That was what all of it was about. He didn't want any of them in the middle of his dangerous life, used as pawns to get to him. As much as he and Sonny were adament about leaving women and children out of their business, their adversaries weren't as selective about who they used for their gains. Jason knew that, and the thought of Elizabeth or those boys caught in the crossfire or used as a pawn churned his stomach. It didn't, however, stop the ache that was permanently running through his entire being. The ache of knowing he'll never be able to claim the three people that matter most to him in this world.

That day on the bridge started out as so promising, he clumsily told Elizabeth everything he wanted to say, as corny and as clumsily as it all came out. Then in a second, all the hope he had was demolished by what she told him. Two men approached them, threatened them. His world crashed around him. There was no way he would put her life and the lives of those boys in danger because of the life he chose.

So he told her that he loved her. Somehow, as much as he knew it was right to turn her away, he had to let her know what he truely felt for her, once and for all. For so long, he kept his feelings for her to himself, knowing that she deserved so much better than him. In that moment, there was nothing to lose. He'd already lost it all. So he told her. And when he saw her eyes light up, he almost gave in. And the she told him she loved him, and she always will. He had to kiss her. The need to was just too strong to resist. He poured everything he felt for her into that kiss. Everything he felt for years, if he were totally honest with himself. He had to let go, though. He had to let her go, so she can live without fear. She can raise her boys without wondering if they were targets. It was the one thing he could do for his family.

A knock on the door interrupted his thoughts. He pulled his weary body off the couch and walked slowly over to the door. Opening it slowly, he was pushed back and almost lost his balance, as a very irate and angry Elizabeth burst through.

He blinked a few times, unable to really believe she was standing there, in his home. In the back of his mind, he knew he should send her away, but somehow he couldn't. For two reasons: one; he didn't want to. And two; she looked like she was on a mission and was too determined to be swayed.

Taking in a deep breathe, he closed the door. Turning slowly, he looked at her as he started to speak.

"Elizabeth-"

She had her back to him while he closed the door. She was angry. She was frustrated, and she was here for answers. When she heard him speak she turned around, hands on his hips, interrupting before he could continue.

"Don't you dare Elizabeth me. Don't tell me it's too dangerous to be here. Because the way I feel right now, the only person who is in danger is you." She shook her head disappointedly. "How could you Jason?"

Jason looked at her, confusion marring his features. He didn't understand why she was so angry at him.

"Wha-Elizabeth I haven't even seen you."

"You knew it was Sam who hired those men! You knew and didn't tell me!"

Jason closed his eyes and his head fell forward. He shook his head. He didn't want to go through it again. It almost killed him when she walked away on the bridge. He didn't know if he could handle a second time.

"Elizabeth, I took care of it. I didn't want-"

"Didn't want to what, Jason? Didn't want me to get my hopes up? Because, we all know Jason Morgan can protect Carly and her kids, but can't be bothered with his own family?!"

Jason looked at her, shock and hurt filling his eyes.

"You know that I would rather have you with me! How, how can you even think that?"

"What else am I supposed to think? You are more than willing to do whatever it takes to keep Carly and her boys safe, but you won't even consider doing it for me and my boys!"

"You're safer out of this!"

"No, Jason! All I am is miserable!"

Silence filled the room. Both of them stood on opposite ends of the room, their emotions causing both of their breathing to deepen.

Finally, the silence was broken by Elizabeth.

"Why didn't you tell me the rest?"

"What-what do you mean?"

She looked at him, and he noticed her face was stained with tears. She wiped at them angrily.

"Everything. The fact that Lulu and Spinelli have known for months. The fact that Sonny knows." She swallowed, her eyes overflowing with tears as she spoke the last part. "The fact that Sam has known and watched our son be taken from us."