A/N: this takes place before the NOP. This starts the same night but Elizabeth does not go to the Penthouse, which is good because Jason is not there:). Everything else leading up to this is the same though, any minor differences will be explained as we go along.

Thank you 999shotgun999 for once again bringing me yet another exciting idea, hopefully we can hit this one out of the park! Deb is my co-writer again and the brains behind the fic:)

Of course this will be rated NC17 because who are we kidding… we're all a bunch of smut whores!

I don't own these character and am not affiliated with GH, ABC, Disney or anything else!

Chapter 1

Elizabeth didn't know where to go. If she went to her Gram's house there would inevitably be an argument because the older woman refused to see the downward spiral Lucky was on. Emily was much of the same, they both kept pushing Elizabeth to stick it out and stay with him… to help him through his addiction. She could go stay at her studio, it had been so long since she had spent a night there and the couch probably had about an inch of dust on it. Since Cameron was already at her Gram's house she would have to pick him up first and the boy had already been through so much.

It was an incredibly hot night and she had been walking for what felt like forever. She eventually found herself on the docks nearing her favorite bench. With everything happening in the past month, the bench had been her support, giving her a soothing spot to sit and reflect on the chaotic status of her life and marriage. Her hand finally began to stop shaking thanks to the sound of the water splashing against the wooden pillars of the dock. She had no money and thanks to her drug addicted, cheating husband, had no apartment to go home to. All she had left was her job and a toddler son that had to stay as far away as possible from the man he knew as his father.

Another familiar sound echoed behind her. In the past month it had been almost as though he could sense when she needed someone to talk to because he would mysteriously appear and listen to everything that was worrying or stressing her out. He'd listen, give advise but never judge, which was unlike everyone else in her life. An unexpected, small smile appeared on her face when she heard the sound of the motorcycle boots nearing.

Jason couldn't decide what he was going to do, go to the bar… go riding, both seemed appealing and could possibly wash the picture of Sam on the floor naked with Ric from his thoughts. He had opted to take a short walk before mounting his bike and speeding along the roads outside of town. It was early and the roads would still have traffic that would impede his excessive speeds.

Perhaps he went for a walk for another reason. Maybe part of him knew that she would be there. After all, over the past many weeks, while they both were having trouble in their relationships, they had 'run into' each other on multiple occasions on the very bench he now found her sitting. After years of friendship, fighting, flirting and almost relationship, they were finally connecting again and found comfort in listening to each others problems without judgment.

Before he could speak her chin brushed over her shoulder and looked back at him approaching. Right away he could tell that her night had gone well as his had. Tears lingered on her cheeks and her eyes were red and puffy. "Elizabeth, are you ok?"

She managed a chuckle, "No."

"What happened?" he asked, quickly moving to sit beside her on the bench. "If you don't want to talk about it you don't have to." He added, turning to face her and resting his arm across the back of the bench.

"I just walked in on Lucky and Maxi Jones… in my apartment. My husband is a drug addict and is cheating on me."

Jason's head shook, processing what she just told him, "Is Maxi even 18?"

Elizabeth nodded, "She is 20."

"Not that it matters at this point." Something inside him wanted to rush over to her apartment and kick Lucky's blind ass. It was beyond his comprehension why anyone would ever cheat on a woman like Elizabeth. "Where is Cameron?"

"He is at my Gram's." she leaned forward and buried her face in her hand. "Everyone has been pushing me to give him another chance and making excuses for him. I just can't face them and listen to them spouting their shit about helping him work through his problems. Where do I go? I have twenty dollars in my purse and two maxed out credit cards. I have a little boy that I owe a stable life."

"I can…"

She cut him off before he could offer his help, "I'm not telling you all this so you can help me. It is enough just having you listen."

"But I can help if you'd accept it."

Elizabeth nodded, "I know and I appreciate that more then I could ever say." She wiped the wetness from her cheeks. "But I will be ok. I can't go back there and I can't go to my Grams. Why does everyone in this town this Lucky is so worthy of saving."

Jason wondered the same thing himself many times over the past many weeks that they had been talking. He scooted closer to her and brought his hand to her shoulder, nudging her to lean against him. She immediately accepted his invitation and relaxed her side against his, resting her head on his shoulder. Then he said it, shocking himself because it was something he'd always had for just himself. For some reason he wanted to share it with her just then. "You know, I have a place… it's not around here. I was thinking about heading there for the weekend to get away from everything and everyone. I… I'd like it if you and Cam came with me."

He continued before she could reject his offer, "Nobody knows about it, not even Sonny. It is an island off the coast of Mexico, in the Gulf of Mexico."

She looked at him hesitantly, "You own an island?"

"I'm involved in a lot of things that even Sonny doesn't know about."

Elizabeth had always known that Jason was wealthy but to own his own island was over the top. "How do you get there, by boat?"

Jason chuckled, "There is a small airstrip but many of the visitors do come by boat."

"Visitors? I thought you said nobody knows about it." She asked slightly confused.

Jason bobbled his head form side to side. "I do own it but it's complicated. I have a holding company and long story short, the only people that know I am the man behind the company is a small staff I have running things down there."

She fully smiled for the first time in quite a while, "You surprise me Jason, I never took you as the type to own something like an island."

"It's rather small, there is a hotel/casino, some restaurants, a bank and some off shore oil rigs that…"

"Whoa, ok, I don't need to hear anymore. I like thinking about you as a simple man." She joked. There was silence for a while as they both thought about the possibility of the trip. They often sat together at night in silence just enjoying the company of each other sitting together. "Wait, how come you need to get away? Is everything ok?" She asked, momentarily not thinking about her disheveled life.

He shrugged and moved his hand to rest on her wrist, "It doesn't matter."

Elizabeth sat straight up, "Something is obviously bothering you and I'm here if you want to talk about it."

Somehow she had managed to get him to talk about things during their meetings. He was not a man of many words but something about her always pulled his thoughts and feelings out of him. After a few long minutes of silence he finally talked, "I saw Sam and Ric tonight."

"What do you mean saw?"

Jason raised an eyebrow as he looked into her wide sapphire eyes.

"Oh… Sam and Rick." She repeated. "You win."

Jason shook his head, "We haven't been together for months but you know her, she is self-destructive and had to ruin what little chance there was of us getting back together."

Elizabeth angled her head, "Were you going to take her back?"

Jason shrugged and they once again sat in silence for a few moments. The sound of the water below them caused them both to close their eyes briefly and soak in the soothing sound. It was Elizabeth that broke the silence, "I do have the weekend off. I don't work until Monday night."

Jason instantly stood from the bench, "That's it then… I'll pick you up at Audrey's in an hour."

She shook her head, "Uh uh. I'll go pick up Cameron and meet you at the Penthouse in an hour. I am not telling her where I am going. That is one conversation I definitely don't want to have tonight with her."