Title: Lizzie Comes Out to Play

Official Disclaimer: I own nothing; all characters belong to GH, ABC and Disney

Personal Disclaimer: I started this story a couple of years ago and thought it might be time to post it here and see what all of you think. Much different feel than Sanctuary and nearly not as good, but to make up for it there are lemons.

Time Period: Sept 2002, after Sonny's "death" while Zander and Elizabeth are living in Jason's penthouse.

Jason had been avoiding her for a week since Sonny's death and while she knew he was hurting, she was still upset with him. The more he stayed away the more she felt something was wrong that he wasn't telling her about, some reason why he was suddenly finding excuses not to be near her.

"I've had it, if I have to shot the man myself he will talk to me" she ground out under her breath as she bent over the pool table in the penthouse and took another shot.

"Did you say something?" Zander asked as he walked in from the kitchen.

"No, just talking to myself." Elizabeth replied as she plastered on her smile.

"I don't know about you but I'm getting a little stir crazy here so I'm going out to Jake's tonight. Lots of Jason's guys hang out there so it should be safe if you want to come with me."

"I'm not sure, I need to speak with Jason first."

"Oh…well I'll be up in my room if you decide you are allowed out." Zander hissed as he turned up the stairs to the penthouses second floor.

A few minutes and a couple of poor shots later Elizabeth was surprised to hear the penthouse door rattle as Jason walk in, 'well here goes' she thought to herself as she squared her shoulders and walked over to him.

"Jason we need to talk." He heard her say and was instantly filled with dread, no talk with a woman that started out with those words ever ended well.

"I know you told me that there would be things you couldn't tell me, and I'm sure that with Sonny gone you are busy with the organization but I really need you to be as honest as you can with me. Please stop avoiding me. We both agreed that we wanted to be together but I feel you pulling away."

"Elizabeth, something big is going on right now that I can't tell you about and you will probably hate me for. I just can't stand the thought of having to lie to you even if it just by omission so I've been staying away." His crystal blue eyes locked with her's as he tried to make her understand.

"Can you tell me were you going each night? Even just if you're safe so I don't have to constantly worry about not being at the boxcar the next time you get shot." She watched him hang his head and rub the back of his neck, dragging his eyes away.

"I've been watching Courtney, I promised Sonny to keep his sister safe and now someone is stalking her. I found out she has been stripping so I've been at the club she works at and making sure she is safe." He looked back up at her the pleading in his eyes.

"So, is it a nice club?" Elizabeth asked as a few moments of silence.

'Oh crap, how am I supposed to answer that?' Jason asked himself as he tried to read Elizabeth's reaction. "It's a nice club I guess, why?"

"Could you take Johnny with you if there was more than one person to watch over or could you handle it on your own?"

"What do you mean?"

"Well if I went could you still look out for Courtney or would you need help watching both of us?" she asked and Jason still wasn't sure were this was leading.

"Why would you be there?" he asked with his eyebrow knit together.

"Well, I've never been to a strip club and it sounds like fun. I mean every woman should probably go at least once in her life."

"WHAT?"

"Come on Jason, it could be fun." She looked directly into his eyes and gave him that smile he could never resist.

"I'm going to regret this, but fine you can come with me. I'll bring Johnny in case you decide you don't like it and want to leave early."

"Great, what time do we leave?"

"I'll be back at 9:30 to pick you up." Jason sighed with resignation as he again left the penthouse.

It was several hours later when Jason returned to pick Elizabeth up and what he saw as she walked down the staircase confirmed his thought that this was going to be a long night. She didn't look like his Elizabeth, she looked like she did that night at Jake's when she went looking for trouble. But she looked smoke'n hot, it was probably a good thing Johnny was coming with him. As he watched her walk down the stairs he took in her three inch black heels, just barely there black leather mini skirt and red silk halter top.

"Were did you get that outfit?" Jason asked as he shifted his motorcycle jacket to hide the fact that his pants suddenly felt two sizes too small.

"Carly," Elizabeth said with a twinkle in her eye, "She never thought I would have the guts to wear it so I of course had to prove her wrong. So what do you think?" she asked as she did a little spin for him.

"Maybe we should just stay here; it's really not safe for you to be out of the penthouse."

Just then Johnny opened the door, "You guys ready to….. HO-LY…Wow you look good" he stammered as he couldn't help but look her up and down.

"Johnny" Jason growled low.

"I'll just go get the car ready down stairs." He stated hastily as he quickly closed the door.

"I just need my coat and we can go" Elizabeth stated as she reached into the closet for the leather coat Jason had given her that first Christmas.

Two hours later Jason knew he was right; this was the longest night of his life. When they arrived at the club they found out it was amateur night so there were more people in the club than usual. That wasn't the worst part for him though; the worst part was that Elizabeth was next to him swaying to the music. Every other minute she would brush against him and it was driving him crazy. He was sure by now she would have been uncomfortable and left for the penthouse; instead she was having the time of her life. He suddenly heard the DJ announce that next group to get ready in the wings and wasn't sure if his best wet dream or worst nightmare as about to come true.

"Lizzie, Buffy and Pam, you ladies are up next after our girl Courtney. Ladies if you would please make your away to the stage." Elizabeth heard the DJ's announcement, she was nervous and looked up at Jason but he wouldn't look at her and all she could see was the clenching and unclenching of his fists. 'Oh, hell… it's time for Lizzie to come out and play.'

As Elizabeth weaved her way through the crowd she kept her mental scorecard rolling. Some of the amateurs had been pretty good, some you could tell were so nervous they could hardly move but even they got a good response from the crowd. Elizabeth just shook her head as she watched Courtney, she was obviously trying to get Jason's attention but when Elizabeth looked back she saw Jason nod to Johnny and point to Courtney as he continued to scan the room. The poor girl really had no rhythm and to be honest most of the amateurs were better.

As the DJ announced her name she couldn't help but smirk at the look on Johnny's face as he realized what she was about to do and then quickly turn to Jason to see if he was actually going to let her do it. The whole room seemed to narrow to just one person as her eyes locked with Jason's.

The music began to play and she gave him her sexiest smile as the Pussycat Dolls starting singing 'Don't Cha' and she slowly slid her leather jacket off her arms and bit her bottom lip, with one last shake of her hair Elizabeth was gone and Lizzie was released.

Jason watched the change in her eyes as she suddenly slapped her ass and started moving to the beat of the music, her hips accenting every beat as she moved her core from back to front and brought her arms up the sides of her body. He had been semi hard all night and was now full on aroused as their eyes met and locked for a moment.

Elizabeth watched Jason as she again moved her arms up her center and reached behind her neck to undo the halter top's clasp. She then strutted down the catwalk as she raised the top off and throw it at Jason who had been steadily making his way to the stage.

Jason caught the top and was greeted with the view of Elizabeth in a black lacy strapless bra, leather mini and those fuck me heels. He saw the wicked gleam in her eyes as she suddenly turned her back and dropped down into a squat that placed her back side in his face. He stood transfixed as she reached behind herself and slowly unzipped her skirt to reveal the back of a matching black lace thong. On the next beat she straitened her legs and with both hands gripping her ankles completely bent over and gave Jason a wink. As she brought her hands up the outside of her body, she then grabbed the end of the mini skirt and smoothly slid it off her body never breaking eye contact. Next she stood up to step out of the skirt and kicked it to Jason.

She couldn't help herself, she was having too much fun, as she again strut the length of the stage rocking her hips from side to side with the beat of the music and turned to again face the crowd. She caught Jason's hooded stare as she cupped her breasts as if offering them up on a silver platter to him and she slowly licked her lips. Next she moved her hands to her knees as she squat down and opened them wide as she continued to grind to the music.

She was again standing up and reaching behind her back for her bra clasp when Jason had decided he had all he could take. He was hard enough to pound nails and he sure as hell wasn't going to let everyone in the club see any more of her.

Elizabeth's eyes widened as she saw Jason leap onto the stage and stalk her like a lion on the prowl. Before she could react Jason had an arm around her waist and slammed her body into his. With a growl like she had never heard from him, he forced his tongue into her mouth and rocked his straining cock into her core. She could feel the heat of him though his jeans and would have melted into the floor if his arms hadn't already been around her.

"Must be nice," Johnny muttered to himself as he and the 200 other people in the club watched Jason leap up and kiss Elizabeth senseless on stage before throwing her over his shoulder and marching off the stage toward Sonny's old apartment above the club.