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Chapter One: Reflections on Elizabeth
It had been three long years since she had last seen him. After the debacle of Sonny's fake death and the truth being revealed. She had walked away. She had not just walked away, but ran. She traveled for six months from one state to another and then one country to another, but always avoiding Italy. It was just too painful to remember a future she could not have. It was just too much, her life was too much. She knew it was wrong and that she had given up and proved to him, to Sonny and to Carly that she could not handle his life, but that was not it. She needed to figure out her place in his life and whether or not she wanted to be in.
That day came on a beautiful Spring day in Switzerland as she was hiking through the Mountains. At the top of the mountain she looked down to see a lake which reflected the oversized mountain. In the quietness of the day she heard only her thoughts - thoughts of Jason, thoughts of her choices and most importantly thoughts about them together. The lake was a mirror, mirroring all objects and structures of matter. She walked down to bottom of the mountain, fascinated by the mirrored reflection and wanting to see her reflection. As she peered into the crystal blue waters she saw herself, but not just herself, herself alone. There was no one to share this moment with, no one was there to capture the beauty of the landscape or the stillness which existed.it was only her. She was not just tired of being alone, but exhausted from fighting. It was in the those crystal blue waters that for the first time in months she spilled her own tears and cried for what she walked away from and what she disregarded without truly weighing all that needed to be considered. She cried until there were no tears and until she was convinced she raised the water level in the lake. For the first time in months, she removed a sketch pad from her backpack and drew. She drew until her hand cramped in pain and until the last remaining light of the day would allow. She drew the mountain, the lake, but more importantly she drew him and his reflection in the pool of water. For the first time, Jason was not just a symbol of friendship or even of love, but in that water she could see him, really see and she liked what she saw. It was then that she decided to end her journey and find the man that captured so much of her being - Jason Morgan. However, the moment which endured her back to Port Charles was shadowed with reality upon returning to PC and discovering he had also left. She practically begged Sonny to divulge his whereabouts, but their fierce loyalty to one another could not be persuaded. All Sonny would say was that he left shortly after she had and that he was safe and uncertain as to when he would be back.
Elizabeth had not given up easily and spent the year trying to persuade Sonny to help her find him. She needed to tell him she was sorry and that she did care for him, it was unfinished and she could not move forward or even on with her life until she had said these things. Of course, she was not sorry for being angry. She had come to terms with his lying, it was for Sonny and his safety and she understood as much, but she was lied to by Lucky too often and with callous concern for her heart to be completely forgiving. She had nothing to prove to him, only to explain that she lied to herself about him and who he was and for that she was sorry. She knew it would probably not materialize into the relationship she longed for, but she knew that regret would be worse to live with. Not regret in not having him, but regret in living each day knowing she had lied to him and to herself. The year passed quickly and yet no word or even a glimpse of him. She felt once that she had could feel his presence. She was at the boxcar on Christmas Eve, just walking and reminiscing as to how much the Boxcar was instrumental in changing the course of her life. It was the first snow of the year, she paced and sat enjoying the quiet and remembering the past with Lucky and with Jason bleeding in the snow. She felt him, she felt him near, but she could not see him. She searched the whole area, but it turned into nothing and once again her life came into focus. She had backed away after that, pulling away from her search and beginning to live her life. Her resolve had subsided, but not her desire to right this wrong in her life and she knew with great clarity that one day she would see him. When? She did not know. She meet Jason Morgan through fate and when the time was right her chance would happen, but until then her life could no longer be put on hold.
She quit her job working at Kelly's and opened up her own art studio. It was not just an art studio, but an artist's haven where work could be displayed. She taught classes on painting to children and even to adults. She was in her element. Teaching she had discovered was a passion and teaching art gave her the freedom and liberty to teach her passion to others- unstructured and with creativity. The art studio she cleverly called The Wind after the painting she had created for Jason since he was the one to teach her to feel the wind and the freedom which came with that, she wanted everyone to feel the wind. The Wind fast became a spot for many Port Charles residents. She opened up a café in the studio and it it became known as a place for budding artists to reside as well as Port Charles residents. Over two years, she had expanded The Wind to include not simply painting, but sculpting, clay painting, sewing and many different forms of expression.
Her life was good. Of course, living in Port Charles never left anyone without drama and she often found herself in the middle of a crisis. Emily came home and of course, issues arose of her relationship with Zander, The Spencer clan created a lot of issues from Helena returning and then dying, but that would be a test of time to Lucky joining the Police Academy. The Corinthos' were also a source for much tension. Carly was considerably relentless of her, she and Sonny had a baby boy who was very healthy, but her contentment in her family did not last and when Sonny found out that Alexis's daughter was also his, Carly did not want to share and compete for his affections. They broke up and got back together more times than she could count. Both had new relationships - Carly with Alczar's brother and Sonny with Samantha. Elizabeth had entertained herself in a few relationships. She got caught up in a relationship with Lucky again, but that was short lived. She also dated Max, one of Sonny's guard. She enjoyed his company very much and she loved spending time with him. Tragically, Max was killed in a drive by shooting trying to protect Carly. She was not sure if she had loved him, but she had mourned for him. Carly broke down her walls a little and even became somewhat friendly. Elizabeth also had to deal with her grandmother's passing and the truth of her life. She was actually not a Webber, but a Corinthos. Sonny's mother and Deck had a child - Elizabeth, but Deck was cruel and punishing and knowing this Adele told one of the biggest lies of her life. She told Deck the baby was still born, and left the hospital one stormy night and delivered her baby girl to Dr. Webber and his budding family with a note describing her desperation. She had paid dearly through Deck's hands and never once knew her little girl. She had seen her, but did not know her. It was on Audrey's death bed that she shared the truth of her paternity. Of course, it was not that simple. Elizabeth's life was spinning out of control. She was not the person she knew and her brother was a mobster. She fought him and fought the reality, not wanting to accept that the family that rejected her was not her own and that her father was a brutal man who tortured his wife and her son and that her mother had given her away. It was not until Elizabeth had been kidnapped by one of Sonny's enemies and rescued by his own hands that she began to let him into her life. She had a brother, and nephews. They were not best friends, but they had developed a relationship that was loving and she did love her brother and all his faults. She was also fiercely defensive of him and he of her - they were beginning to find there way around one another and their place in each other's life. Elizabeth was presently finding contentment in her life. She was dating Jax, much to Sonny's dislike and Sonny's was with Samantha, an old flame of Jax, creating a lot of tension and issues for their perspective relationships. However, Jax was kind, funny and most importantly he listened. They were at a point when it was going to be either serious or not serious and Elizabeth was unsure if she was prepared for the reality, but Jax was definitely prepared. Life was good, it was going good, but Port Charles was never a place where good lasted long.Jason Morgan was coming home.
Chapter One: Reflections on Elizabeth
It had been three long years since she had last seen him. After the debacle of Sonny's fake death and the truth being revealed. She had walked away. She had not just walked away, but ran. She traveled for six months from one state to another and then one country to another, but always avoiding Italy. It was just too painful to remember a future she could not have. It was just too much, her life was too much. She knew it was wrong and that she had given up and proved to him, to Sonny and to Carly that she could not handle his life, but that was not it. She needed to figure out her place in his life and whether or not she wanted to be in.
That day came on a beautiful Spring day in Switzerland as she was hiking through the Mountains. At the top of the mountain she looked down to see a lake which reflected the oversized mountain. In the quietness of the day she heard only her thoughts - thoughts of Jason, thoughts of her choices and most importantly thoughts about them together. The lake was a mirror, mirroring all objects and structures of matter. She walked down to bottom of the mountain, fascinated by the mirrored reflection and wanting to see her reflection. As she peered into the crystal blue waters she saw herself, but not just herself, herself alone. There was no one to share this moment with, no one was there to capture the beauty of the landscape or the stillness which existed.it was only her. She was not just tired of being alone, but exhausted from fighting. It was in the those crystal blue waters that for the first time in months she spilled her own tears and cried for what she walked away from and what she disregarded without truly weighing all that needed to be considered. She cried until there were no tears and until she was convinced she raised the water level in the lake. For the first time in months, she removed a sketch pad from her backpack and drew. She drew until her hand cramped in pain and until the last remaining light of the day would allow. She drew the mountain, the lake, but more importantly she drew him and his reflection in the pool of water. For the first time, Jason was not just a symbol of friendship or even of love, but in that water she could see him, really see and she liked what she saw. It was then that she decided to end her journey and find the man that captured so much of her being - Jason Morgan. However, the moment which endured her back to Port Charles was shadowed with reality upon returning to PC and discovering he had also left. She practically begged Sonny to divulge his whereabouts, but their fierce loyalty to one another could not be persuaded. All Sonny would say was that he left shortly after she had and that he was safe and uncertain as to when he would be back.
Elizabeth had not given up easily and spent the year trying to persuade Sonny to help her find him. She needed to tell him she was sorry and that she did care for him, it was unfinished and she could not move forward or even on with her life until she had said these things. Of course, she was not sorry for being angry. She had come to terms with his lying, it was for Sonny and his safety and she understood as much, but she was lied to by Lucky too often and with callous concern for her heart to be completely forgiving. She had nothing to prove to him, only to explain that she lied to herself about him and who he was and for that she was sorry. She knew it would probably not materialize into the relationship she longed for, but she knew that regret would be worse to live with. Not regret in not having him, but regret in living each day knowing she had lied to him and to herself. The year passed quickly and yet no word or even a glimpse of him. She felt once that she had could feel his presence. She was at the boxcar on Christmas Eve, just walking and reminiscing as to how much the Boxcar was instrumental in changing the course of her life. It was the first snow of the year, she paced and sat enjoying the quiet and remembering the past with Lucky and with Jason bleeding in the snow. She felt him, she felt him near, but she could not see him. She searched the whole area, but it turned into nothing and once again her life came into focus. She had backed away after that, pulling away from her search and beginning to live her life. Her resolve had subsided, but not her desire to right this wrong in her life and she knew with great clarity that one day she would see him. When? She did not know. She meet Jason Morgan through fate and when the time was right her chance would happen, but until then her life could no longer be put on hold.
She quit her job working at Kelly's and opened up her own art studio. It was not just an art studio, but an artist's haven where work could be displayed. She taught classes on painting to children and even to adults. She was in her element. Teaching she had discovered was a passion and teaching art gave her the freedom and liberty to teach her passion to others- unstructured and with creativity. The art studio she cleverly called The Wind after the painting she had created for Jason since he was the one to teach her to feel the wind and the freedom which came with that, she wanted everyone to feel the wind. The Wind fast became a spot for many Port Charles residents. She opened up a café in the studio and it it became known as a place for budding artists to reside as well as Port Charles residents. Over two years, she had expanded The Wind to include not simply painting, but sculpting, clay painting, sewing and many different forms of expression.
Her life was good. Of course, living in Port Charles never left anyone without drama and she often found herself in the middle of a crisis. Emily came home and of course, issues arose of her relationship with Zander, The Spencer clan created a lot of issues from Helena returning and then dying, but that would be a test of time to Lucky joining the Police Academy. The Corinthos' were also a source for much tension. Carly was considerably relentless of her, she and Sonny had a baby boy who was very healthy, but her contentment in her family did not last and when Sonny found out that Alexis's daughter was also his, Carly did not want to share and compete for his affections. They broke up and got back together more times than she could count. Both had new relationships - Carly with Alczar's brother and Sonny with Samantha. Elizabeth had entertained herself in a few relationships. She got caught up in a relationship with Lucky again, but that was short lived. She also dated Max, one of Sonny's guard. She enjoyed his company very much and she loved spending time with him. Tragically, Max was killed in a drive by shooting trying to protect Carly. She was not sure if she had loved him, but she had mourned for him. Carly broke down her walls a little and even became somewhat friendly. Elizabeth also had to deal with her grandmother's passing and the truth of her life. She was actually not a Webber, but a Corinthos. Sonny's mother and Deck had a child - Elizabeth, but Deck was cruel and punishing and knowing this Adele told one of the biggest lies of her life. She told Deck the baby was still born, and left the hospital one stormy night and delivered her baby girl to Dr. Webber and his budding family with a note describing her desperation. She had paid dearly through Deck's hands and never once knew her little girl. She had seen her, but did not know her. It was on Audrey's death bed that she shared the truth of her paternity. Of course, it was not that simple. Elizabeth's life was spinning out of control. She was not the person she knew and her brother was a mobster. She fought him and fought the reality, not wanting to accept that the family that rejected her was not her own and that her father was a brutal man who tortured his wife and her son and that her mother had given her away. It was not until Elizabeth had been kidnapped by one of Sonny's enemies and rescued by his own hands that she began to let him into her life. She had a brother, and nephews. They were not best friends, but they had developed a relationship that was loving and she did love her brother and all his faults. She was also fiercely defensive of him and he of her - they were beginning to find there way around one another and their place in each other's life. Elizabeth was presently finding contentment in her life. She was dating Jax, much to Sonny's dislike and Sonny's was with Samantha, an old flame of Jax, creating a lot of tension and issues for their perspective relationships. However, Jax was kind, funny and most importantly he listened. They were at a point when it was going to be either serious or not serious and Elizabeth was unsure if she was prepared for the reality, but Jax was definitely prepared. Life was good, it was going good, but Port Charles was never a place where good lasted long.Jason Morgan was coming home.