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Author's Note: Some of you may remember reading this one here. It was yanked when I couldn't edit one chapter before the board went NC-17. I had a request to have this put up again, so here it is with that one chapter slightly edited; if anyone wants to read the chapter as it was originally written just e-mail me and let me know.

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Stephanie

(This one is for you Page)

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Bikes, Cars, and Submarines

[Author's Note: Key Historical Changes

Elizabeth Webber moved to Port Charles a year ago at age 20. She spent one summer here previously at age 16, and made the mistake of dating Lucky Spencer for two weeks.

Jason Morgan owns a garage/bike shop as a legitimate business; he is still Sonny Corinthos right hand man. He is still in love with and misses Robin Scorpio. They broke up after he was shot and she couldn't handle his lifestyle anymore.

Sonny Corinthos is Jason's best friend and business partner, he never left town, Brenda Barrett and him broke up and she left town.

Carly Roberts was never pregnant (No Michael), she is still being kept by Tony, but is having some serious cravings for her best friend and former boy on the side Jason.

Those are the key changes more will be explained in the text.]

~Prologue~

Elizabeth Webber took a step back to study her work, it was almost finished, just one more thing to be done and it would be perfection. Biting her bottom lip she reached down and picked up her tool to complete her masterpiece. Finally satisfied she backed away, "Brilliant, absolutely brilliant, if I do say so myself," she said with a grin.

"Jeez Elizabeth, it's just a car."

"A car," Elizabeth cried and turned around to face him, putting her greasy hands on her hips as she did so. "Reggie you need to get away from the Q mansion more often, this is a Bentley, it is a classic, there is no 'just a car' about it."

"Well thank you Mr. Edward Quartermaine," Reginald jumped down from his perch on top of a stepladder where he had been watching her work for the last hour. "So is it fixed?"

Shaking her head she moved over to the lever to lower the classic beauty down on the ground, "Yes it's fixed. I couldn't find any of the struts I needed, so I made some, you should have no problems though. It's just hard to get part for these beauties anymore," she finished with a wistful sigh, absently scrubbing her greasy hands with a rag as the beautiful car lowered to the ground.

"Thank God, Lila wants to tour the countryside tomorrow, to check out the flowers, she refuses to go in anything but the Bentley," he sighed in relief and went over to the Bentley he pulled out his handkerchief and scrubbed off a spot on the hood. "She loves the Bentley."

"Well she should," giving up on her handsshe headed for her water bottle instead.

"It was the first car she ever had, and she has had it ever since. Even when the Q's lost all of their money and had to move above Kelly's, Lila managed to hold onto this car," Reginald's devotion to Lila evidenced by the adoration in his voice.

"Wait a minute, they lived in Kelly's? When? Oh God I would have loved to have seen that," Elizabeth gasped her laughter echoing through the garage.

"Oh it was a long time ago, I wasn't working there yet, but my dad was. Edward will still rage about it at times."

"So what happened?" Elizabeth jumped up on a workbench to sit down.

"Pickle Lila saved them."

Elizabeth choked on her water. "W-what?"

"Lila's pickle relish, it was called Pickle Lila, she made a fortune off of it. She gave the money to her family, and that brought the Q's back to their normal status of wheeling and dealing," Reginald leaned against the car, his eyes lit with humor, as he continued "that was when Dr. Quartermaine, bought the house for the other Dr, Quartermaine, which she still threatens to throw Edward Quartermaine out of at least once a day."

Elizabeth laughed, and crossed her legs, to sit Indian style, unmindful of the grease that was covering the bench. She loved hearing Reggie's stories about life with the Q's. In fact some of them made her glad she was a Webber and not a Q, and she hadn't thought that was possible. "So have you ever told the old man where you take his cars to be fixed?"

Reginald blanched at the though, "No! He wouldn't want his cars anywhere near that, that common criminal." He finished imitating Edward's blustery tone.

"Hey Jason doesn't work on them I do. Jason does the bikes and the cars are mine," she said huffily unzipping the top of her coveralls to her waist and pulled out her arms, exposing her blue t-shirt. It may be early June, but there was not enough air coming in through the open bay door to suit her.

"I know, but you see it's also nothing but the best for the Quartermaine's, so that is why I come to you."

Elizabeth smiled. "Nice save Reggie."

"I thought so," he grinned back at her, "besides as long as Jason doesn't touch any of them, I'm fine."

Elizabeth turned to look at the door, when a shadow fell across Reggie, putting her hand up to block the sun she looked to see who it was. The smile became wider when she recognized him.

"Comfortable?" Jason Morgan asked walking into the garage.

"Yep."

"Hey Reginald, what's up with the Bentley?" he asked heading towards the car.

"The strut bearing cam thingy, or something like that," Reginald said moving to stand in between the car and Jason.

Jason shifted to the side to move around Reginald to the car, but Reginald copied his movement, "It's fixed," he said shoving his hands in his pockets, "Elizabeth fixed it as usual." He quickly jumped to the left to block Jason's approach again.

"What are you doing?" Jason asked shaking his head at Reginald.

"Jason come here," Elizabeth said with a laugh taking pity on Reggie.

Jason glanced at Reginald again before moving to her side, "What?"

"You can't touch it," she shot him a smirk, before taking another drink.

"I can't? Why?"

"Plausible deniability or regular deniability,"

"What?" Jason asked her with a smile.

"That way if Edward ever asks if you touched one of his cars, Reggie here can deny it, and not worry about being caught in a lie. So, in other words, hands off the cars." Elizabeth nudged him in the ribs with her elbow.

Jason turned to look at the car and Reginald who was nodding then he turned back to look at Elizabeth, who was eye level with him, because of the high work bench. "So I can look but I can't touch?" he asked finally, his voice sounding deeper as usual, as he studied her face.

"Exactly," Elizabeth grinned, "here drink you look drained." She handed him her bottle before jumping down off the bench. "Come on Reggie, let's settle up." She walked into the office with Reggie close behind her.

Jason looked down at the bottle in amusement before shrugging and draining what was left in it, she was right, as usual, he was parched. His eyes were drawn to the car, then to the office door behind it, then to the car again. He knew she couldn't see anything from the office, the doorway provided the only view of the garage, and they were at the desk.

Jason moved over and threw the bottle away keeping his eye on the car. Smirking slightly he made his decision, crossing to the car he reached out a hand to touch the hood.

"Don't even think about it Morgan," Elizabeth's voice called out and he jerked his hand back and he looked up expecting to see her glaring at him. He was surprised to see that she wasn't there, that she was still in the office. Jason frowned and reached out again.

"I mean it Morgan, don't touch the freaking car."

Disgusted Jason stepped back from the car, how the hell did she know what he was going to do? He hustled back over to the workbench when he heard movement from the office. He was leaning there against the bench like he had never even moved when they walked out. Elizabeth's eyes found him and she glared at him, as she exited the office.

Reginald walked to the door, and put his hand on the door handle. "Thanks again Elizabeth," he opened the door, before turning to face Jason. "Your Grandmother would love to see you when you have the chance."

Jason shifted against the bench. "I'll come by."

"When?" Normally, Jason intimidated Reginald, but when it came to Lila he was ferocious.

Jason felt the weight of the stare and gave in. "Tell her I will come by Monday afternoon, around 3:00, is that ok?"

"Good, I will tell her to expect you," Reginald said before getting in the car and slowly backing out of the shop.

Elizabeth waited until the car was out of sight before walking over to Jason and poking him hard in the ribs. "We had a deal Morgan."

"Hey cut that out," Jason ordered when she poked him again.

"I get the cars, you get the bikes. That was the deal. So keep your hands off my cars," Elizabeth glared up at him, the temper evident in her slate eyes.

"I wasn't going to work on the car," he heard her snort and continued on defensively. "I wasn't, you said it was fixed."

"But you were going to touch it, and by doing so get Reggie in a lot of trouble."

Jason was quiet, he was going to do that yes, but he sure as hell wasn't going to admit to it.

"Here comes the Jason Morgan specialty act, be silent, be still, be silent, be still. You can save it Morgan I'm on to you," putting her hands on her hips she inched closer to him. "You won't lie to me, so you will just be quiet when it comes to something you should lie about, that is one hell of a tell Jason." She poked him in the ribs again.

"Cut it out," Jason ordered catching her hands in his, "Maybe, just maybe I was going to do that."

"Maybe there was no maybe about it Morgan," Elizabeth sighed as her quick to flash temper eased.

Jason cautiously let go of her hands in the past year he had developed a very healthy respect for her temper. He had to, he seemed to set it off at least once a day. His eyes were on her upturned face, his hand reached out and cupped her cheek.

Elizabeth stared at him in surprise but made no effort to pull away from him.

"You have grease on your cheek," he murmured softly in explanation. That was true there had been a smudge on her face, but it was long since gone, and he hadn't stopped touching her. Her skin was so soft, and warm, he hadn't been this close to her in a very long time, not since the one night in his life he had gotten drunk and kissed her. He knew he should let go of her now, but her skin was so inviting that there was no way he couldn't not touch her.

"Thanks," Elizabeth said softly, his hand continued to brush her cheek, both were content with the silence, and looking in each others eyes while he caressed her face.

"Jason."

Jason stepped back and let his hand fall away turning to look at Sonny Corinthos.

"Am I interrupting?" Sonny asked with a smile, knowing damn well that he was.

Elizabeth laughed. "No Mr. Corinthos, Jason was just reminding me how dirty I get when I work."

"Sonny." Sonny ordered with a grimace.

"Whatever you say Mr. Corinthos," Elizabeth answered with a grin. "Hey Johnny did you come to pay me that $20 dollars?"

Johnny flushed when both Jason and Sonny turned to look at him. "No, well yes I can, but no." he stammered.

Sonny chuckled. "Well which is it?"

"No I didn't come here for that, but yes I can pay you," Johnny said quickly reaching for his wallet.

"Tsk, Tsk, Johnny you should never keep a lady waiting." Sonny said.

Elizabeth's laughter rang out again, "Lady? Mr. Corinthos if there is one thing I am not it is a lady."

All of the men frowned at that remark, but before anyone could speak she continued on, "God its after 6:30 already? I have to hurry I got plans." She cried rushing around trying to organize her tools. "Is it okay if I use your shower?"

Jason nodded, "Go I'll close up."

"Thanks," Elizabeth said in relief and headed for the stairs only to come up short when someone stepped in her path, "Lucky," she said tiredly, "you're in my way."

"Sorry," Lucky smiled and made no move to get out of her way.

Elizabeth groaned she really didn't have time for his whole stalker routine tonight. She shoved at his chest, leaving grease prints all over his white shirt when she did so, and moved past him into the hall, to sit on the stairs and remove her work boots.

"Lucky did you need something?"

Lucky reluctantly wrenched his eyes from Elizabeth and looked at Jason. "I have the new logo for the website and the spread sheet analysis you wanted," Lucky moved over to him and handed him a file. "Hi Sonny."

"Lucky," Sonny nodded at the boy.

Johnny watched Lucky, who was watching Elizabeth as she stepped out of her coveralls exposing her shorts and t-shirt. Lucky was staring at her with something like awe on his face.

Sonny on the other hand was watching Jason. Jason had noticed Lucky's transfixed state and glanced over at Elizabeth as well. Sonny noted with some satisfaction that he didn't look away from her, and in fact had moved in front of Lucky to block his view of her.

Elizabeth oblivious to the looks she was receiving hung her coveralls on a hook, took down a garment bag and turned and ran up the stairs.

Johnny snorted when he saw Lucky almost fall over when the boy tilted his body trying to follow her progress up the stairs.

Jason heard the snort and glanced back at Lucky steadying the boy when he almost toppled over, "Are you okay?"

"Yes," Lucky said unevenly, he was perspiring a little as well.

Johnny glanced at Sonny who nodded and then moved through the shop to stand at the bottom of the stairs.

"Look I have business with Sonny, so why don't we do this another time," Jason said gesturing with the file, "Go ahead and take off, I'll see you tomorrow Lucky."

"Sure Jason whenever," Lucky agreed quickly moving towards the back stairs and Johnny.

Jason jerked his head to gesture to the office and Sonny nodded, and both men moved inside of it.

Lucky came to a stop in front of Johnny. "Excuse me," he said waiting for the bodyguard to move.

"Didn't Jason tell you to leave?" Johnny asked the boy.

"Yeah, but I need something from upstairs before I go," Lucky shifted on his feet, "So you want to move?"

"No."

"What do you mean no?" Lucky asked in confusion.

Johnny stared down at Lucky his eyes cold and mean, when he spoke his voice was menacing. "You don't need anything from upstairs Lucky."

Lucky backed off frightened by the menace he heard. "C-come on Johnny what's your problem?"

"I don't have a problem, but you will."

"What?"

"She's not interested in you, she will never be interested in you, no matter how many times you follow her, how many times you call her, or how many times you ask her out, she will never say yes to you. So do yourself a favor and leave her alone." Johnny ordered.

"You don't know anything about us," Lucky said desperately. His gaze moved over Johnny's shoulder to look longingly up the stairs. He knew she was up there probably under the water; his eyes glowed as he pictured the hot water dripping down her body to her… "Ouch!" Lucky cried hopping on one foot, while grabbing for the other one.

Johnny had watched the dreamy expression on Lucky's face as he stared up the stairs; he also saw his eyes begin to gleam in a lustful expression as he continued to stare. Sickened he made his move, "Sorry Lucky, I didn't mean to stomp on your foot," he said with a smile grabbing Lucky by the shoulders and propelling him to the door. "You really should leave now," he shoved Lucky through the door and locked it behind him, that boy was a nutcase.

~Office~

"Rick can handle the load Sonny it's time he started doing more. He's good, loyal, he thinks on his feet, I think he should make the run," Jason perched on the desk.

"I agree," Sonny studied Jason from his chair, "What are you doing tonight?"

Jason shrugged, "I was going to take a ride out to the coast. Why? Do you need me to do something?"

Sonny shook his head, "You know you are allowed to have a life Jason. It's Friday night live a little."

"I have a life."

Sonny snorted, "Wrong. You have work, this shop, and a bike, that is not a life, you need to get out more, maybe even go on a date."

Jason looked at Sonny in surprise, "I love Robin."

Sonny sat up in the chair, "Jason you and Robin broke up almost a year ago. How long are you going to keep your life on hold?"

Jason scrubbed a hand over the back of his neck, got up from the desk and moved out of the office, seeking the fresh air of the open bay door of the garage.

Sonny followed him, "She wouldn't want you to be alone."

"Sonny I love her, and that didn't end when we broke up. We didn't break up because of a lack of love. We ended because she couldn't handle my lifestyle, what I did or who I am now. It had nothing to do with not loving her enough."

"Jason locking your heart away isn't doing you any good either, you need someone in your life. A date what would it hurt?"


"Now you sound like Emily," Jason groused with a shake of his head.

Sonny grinned, "Your sister's smart."

"She's nosy," Jason retorted with a reluctant grin, nosy or not he loved the brat.

"What about Carly?" Sonny didn't want to bring her up, but other than Robin, Carly was the only person Jason had had a relationship with. He was the only one outside of them, Jake and Robin that knew about it.

"We're friends, I ended things with her long before Robin and I broke up." Jason reminded him before looking at Sonny, "Why?"

"So you and Robin ended almost a year ago, and you and Carly were over before that, so how long are you going to be a monk?" Sonny asked deciding to press the issue.

"What is it with the people in my life lately. This is the problem with letting people in, they feel compelled to try to tell you what to do. First it was Lila, Emily, Elizabeth and now you."

Sonny looked at Jason in surprise, his friend was showing a lot more emotion than usual.

"Sonny Robin has been in my life for as long as I have been alive. She was the first person I ever saw, I can remember every word she's ever said to me. I don't know how to forget her and I don't want to."

"I'm not telling you to forget her. I just want you to put her in her place in your life, which is in the past. You have to let her go, before you can move on with your future. If you don't do that you are going to miss out on your life," Sonny said quietly, "Believe me I know."

Jason shook his head he didn't know how to let her go. Lord knows he had tried hard enough, but she seemed stuck there in his head and heart.

"How long have you had this shop?"

"I don't know a little over a year I guess." Jason shrugged, it didn't seem important to remember the exact date.

"How long as Elizabeth worked here?"

"12 months, 3 days," Jason answered immediately, "Why?"

Sonny swallowed a smile, interesting he thought, Jason couldn't remember when he opened his business, but he knew the exact date Elizabeth Webber walked into it. Maybe the vibes he was getting from those two were right, "So when do you think she'll call me Sonny?" he asked not wanting to make Jason suspicious.

~Inside~

"Is he gone?" Elizabeth's voice drifted down the stairs.

"Yes your stalker has left the building," Johnny moved back to the stairs.

"Thank god." She walked slowly down the steps, she wasn't used to heels.

Johnny held out his hand, to help her down the last few steps, "Thanks for not letting him follow me."

"No problem."

"You know I think the little pervert was trying to peep on me the other day," Elizabeth said digging in her purse.

"What!" Johnny cried his temper on full alert.

"When I was changing the other day, I think he was peeping, I found this hole in the wall, it looked new."

"What did you do?" Johnny asked wishing he had done more than stomp on Lucky's foot.

Elizabeth shrugged, "I moved some stuff in front of the wall."

"You should tell Jason to fire him."

"Why? I don't know if he was peeping or not." Elizabeth argued reasonably, "Besides he has known Jason a lot longer than I have."

Johnny caught her arm, holding her in place when she began to move away, "Elizabeth that won't matter to Jason, he will believe you over Lucky. You need to tell him about it, and also tell him about Lucky following you, calling you, and showing up at your door."

"Why Johnny? He's my boss not my boyfriend, besides the day hasn't come when I can't handle Lurky Spencer," she finished with a grin.

"Lurky?" Johnny couldn't help but be amused.

"Well Lucky is an idiotic name, and every time I turn around there he is lurking behind me," she explained with a giggle.

"It suits him." Johnny laughed for another minute, before turning serious again, "I still say you need to tell Jason."

"Johnny if something concrete happens I will, especially if it happens at work, that will give Jason a real reason to fire him if he wants to."

"Still…" Johnny began with a shake of his head.

"Until then I have you," Elizabeth moved closer to him to straighten his tie, "My pseudo-big brother who will squash little Lurky like a bug if I ask you too, right?"

"With pleasure," Johnny said with a smile taking her arm and leading her outside.

"Mr. Corinthos, I need a favor," Elizabeth stepped out into the light.

At her words Jason turned around to look at her and his mouth dropped open slightly in shock. That couldn't be Elizabeth but it was, he couldn't take his eyes off of her.

Sonny noticed Jason's stunned reaction and smiled, "Yes Elizabeth?"

"Do you think this will pass muster for Café Matisse?" Elizabeth asked, "I need a man's opinion and these two are useless."

Elizabeth stepped away from Johnny and did a slow pirouette to show off her dress. Jason stared at her, her long, dark, curly hair was pinned up at the sides, so it cascaded down her back. Her expressive slate eyes were darkened by makeup and the color pink softened her full lips. Gone were her coveralls, in their place she wore a light purple sundress with tiny straps holding it up. The dress hung a little low in the front and clung to her breasts. As she turned Jason realized that the back was a crisscross of strings holding the dress in place. He stifled a groan as he noticed a small slit on the left side of the dress exposing her thigh, as it was the dress ended above her knees.

"Are you going out like that?" Jason managed finally.

Elizabeth looked at him in surprise, "Yes. Why is there something wrong?"

Wrong of course there was something wrong she had no right to go out looking like that, "You can't," Jason said, wait a minute did he just say that?

"Why not?" Elizabeth demanded her temper spiking again, "Mr. Corinthos, is this okay for the Café? Danny said it was dress, is this not dressy enough?"

"Danny?"

"No you look exquisite," Both Jason and Sonny spoke at the same time.

"Well if your sure, then I am ready to go. Thanks again Mr. Corinthos, I'm glad you were here."

"Danny?" Jason asked again.

"Yes, Danny my date."

"Why did you want my opinion, surely Johnny or Jason would give you theirs?"

Elizabeth laughed digging in her purse for her keys, "Because I needed a man's opinion."

"Danny who?" Jason snapped his gut tightening at her husky laugh. Did it always sound like that?

Sonny laughed, enjoying the frustration he felt from Jason, "And what? They're not men?"

Elizabeth popped a breath mint in her mouth, "Well Johnny thinks of me as a little sister. So I am sure his response would be you look nice, but don't you think you should cover up some."

Johnny nodded his head, "It's supposed to cool off tonight, you should bring a sweater."

"See," Elizabeth said with a laugh, "I'll be fine daddy, now don't wait up." She said turning to go to her car.

"Wait, what about Jason?" Sonny called he had a feeling that this was going to be good.

"Jason?" Elizabeth repeated unlocking her car door before turning to look at Sonny, "Well I don't think of Jason as a man," Elizabeth gestured towards Jason, "He's just…just Jason. Bye all."

Johnny's burst of laughter echoed around the parking lot as Elizabeth started her mustang. Soon it was joined by Sonny's laughter as Jason stared after Elizabeth stunned.

Not a man? Well what the hell was he then, Jason wondered darkly as he watched her drive away.

Sonny clapped Jason on the back, "Well I think you have been acting like a monk for too long Jason, even the women don't notice you now," he quipped sending both him and Johnny off on another laughing fit.

Jason glared at them, Elizabeth was going to pay for that remark, he thought darkly, looking after her car. And who the fuck was Danny?