I OWN NOTHING!
I cried harder, resting my head on Jason's strong shoulder. He lightly rubs my back and I see Danny reach for me from the confines of Sam's arms. He scowled, the same expression that his daddy wears constantly.
"I have to g-go. I'm performing at the Haunted Star tomorrow night and I have to go practice."
"You didn't tell me about that. I would've come support you, Bel." My almost-father said, bright blue eyes sparkling. I knew I could trust Jason.
"I knew you needed some time with Sam...and Danny." He stroked my hair once before kissing the top of my head.
"Isabel, take the gun."
"Yes, DAD," I snorted. He laughed warmly and I grin. Sam kissed my temple and lifted Danny to kiss my cheek.
"Be careful," she murmured. I nodded, shouting "Love you!" as I walked out.
"You too." He replied.
I didn't realize that it would be the last time I saw Jason Morgan alive.
(-)
I push through the police officers, tears running down my face.
"Sonny, where's Jason?" I scream.
"Bernie, what happened?"
"Jason... Shot..."
"He was hit? Where is he now?"
"The Harbor."
"He-He's in the water?" I strip my shirt and pants off before I pencil-dive into the freezing water. I dive under, moving around the river.
"JASON!" I scream as I resurface. Sonny resurfaces beside me.
"Any sign of him?"
"No, but back up is coming-"
"I can't wait," he struggles to get free from the cop.
"If you don't get out, you both will either get sucked under or freeze to death." A cop snaps.
"I've gotta find him!" Sonny disagrees, "I'VE GOTTA FIND HIM!" They manage to force him out, but I dive back under. The ice coats my lungs. I fight a cop away from me after they pull me out.
"You have to find him! You have to!" I break down sobbing and Sonny hugs me tightly.
"Oh, God. Jason," I sob.
"Ssh, we'll find him." He whispers into my hair.
"He's d-dying, Sonny! He's dying with no one to save him! I need to go back in," I start toward the water. He grabs my upperarm and I pull away.
"Stop, Isabel." I ignore him. He grabs both my arms and shakes me.
"ISABEL VALERIA ZACCHARA, YOU HAVE TO STOP! JASON WOULDN'T WANT YOU TO FREEZE TO DEATH!"
"DON'T TALK ABOUT HIM LIKE HE'S DEAD!" I scream in response. Dante rounds the corner. I fling myself into his arms and sob. He wraps a blanket around my trembling body.
"F-F-Find J-Jason." I chatter.
"Dad, take Izzy to Michael. She is in no condition to be here right now." He says. The Mobster nods, walking me to a small black sportscar, driving me to Starr's apartment-where Michael sits on the couch. He lifts me into his arms and crushes me to him to warm me up.
"Jason's been shot, Michael."