Now that I have more free time, I have been itching to start a new story, something fun, something short and a little different too and here is the result. I hope you'll enjoy reading, let me know if you think I should go on with this!

"The C Case"

Part 1

C for Common Interests

Elizabeth was running late to the office that day, a day when she wasn't even supposed to be there in the first place. She had spent a good chunk of her night watching black and white movies on television with a large bowl of caramel popcorn resting on her lap. That was one of her favorite pastime activities especially now that she was out of a job until new orders; but the lack of sleep could now be felt and she cursed herself for going to bed that late.

Her boss had called her early this morning asking her to hurry to the office without much explanation but she guessed it was about the C case she had been working on for months now. It was almost mechanically that she had jumped out of bed, rubbing her eyes, and made her way to the shower to let the cold water take care of the waking up for her.

She slipped into her sober grey dress shirt and black suit, slid her short-heeled black boots on and grabbed her aviator style shades. She was out the door just twenty minutes after she got the call. In her profession, responsiveness and effectiveness was key to survival and she was well trained for it.

Elizabeth hadn't had the time to hold her long chocolate tresses in the usual neat bun, but she managed to tie her hair in a decent ponytail that she rolled around itself on her way to her car.

She arrived at the office and rushed inside eager to learn about the inroads that were made on the infamous case that she had been working on for now six months and hadn't been able to get her mind off since she was placed on forced leave.

Elizabeth walked right inside her boss' office and closed the door behind her.

"Mac? So what's up?" She directly asked, no time for greetings.

Her boss let out a sigh of annoyance. "Good thing I said come as soon as possible!"

"Thirty minutes! Damn it! You can't do better than that with Port Charles traffic."

"Sit down." Her boss sternly ordered her as he held both hands over his desk and watched Elizabeth do as she was told.

"So what's this all about? I am confused; a week ago you literally threw me out of here and told me not to come back until new orders."

"Yes I know, and you're not off the hook with what you pulled with Lansing yet. He is threatening to sue us! The last thing we need is bad publicity or the DA against us."

"He deserved every bit of that beat down." She declared under her breath.

"Elizabeth!"

"What? He is scum! And if I had to, I'd do it all over again! The guy called me a bitch, you really think I would have let that slide?" She argued remembering how a benign questioning had taken a turn for the worst when Elizabeth had asked the District Attorney about his relationship with his brother, but it was the allusion to a possible conflict of interest that had prompted the man to call her names; which she hadn't appreciated and had demonstrated her painfully learned skills by kneeling him in the crotch area and pinning his face down on his desk with her gun to his head.

"You are going to have to issue a public apology to Lansing and I'll make sure you do it. You're lucky he didn't have you jailed for that behavior, you know damn well he could." She opened her mouth in an attempt to protest but was stopped by Mac's words. "But we'll talk about this later. I called you in because I need you to debrief Spencer. He's taking over the case."

"He is what?" Elizabeth asked, in complete shock. "That's a good one." Then added amused by what could only be a joke.

"Listen to me Webber! Your mistake is costing us a lot and you are not back on this case, Spencer will pick up where you left off." Mac then opened a file that was resting on his desk.

"Oh that's just great! He can't even find his own brain let alone carry a high profile case like this one." She complained. "You cannot be serious right now."

Mac answered without looking up to the brunette. "Don't forget Spencer got rid of Manny Ruiz last year, he is more than capable of tackling Corinthos."

"Manny Ruiz was pure luck! He just happened to be at General Hospital at the right time. Sonny Corinthos is a whole other ballgame and you know that."

"If I didn't know you better I would think you're just bitter he got the bust and not you." Elizabeth was about to retort but was once more shut down by her boss.

"It was already decided, Spencer is replacing you on this." Mac reaffirmed.

"But Mac, I know the case, I know these guys!" Elizabeth told him in a pleading tone. "I've been studying Sonny Corinthos for months; I am the best person to make sure this sees through!"

"Yes you are one of our best assets, I'm not denying that but as of today Spencer is officially on the case, end of discussion."

Elizabeth had been on the case for months and had never been able to find anything substantial that would take Sonny Corinthos down for more than a slap on the wrist. She needed hard evidence, testimonies that would lock him and his associates for life. "So you're just going to let him swoop in and take credit for my investigation?"

"It's not about that and you know it. There are rules Webber and you are no exception to it! You are suspended until we are done with your review. And Lansing has made it clear he wants you fired; so you should be happy you are just on leave. Take a vacation, get some rest, find a hobby, just do whatever you need to do to stay away from anything related to this case."

Elizabeth let out dejected sigh. "Why did you take me out of my beauty sleep then? To gloat about how I won't be able to finish what I started?" She said slouching back in her chair, arms crossed above her chest.

"Like I told you, I need you to go through the case in details with Spencer, make sure he knows everything there is to know."

"This has to be a joke. So what Lucky can't read anymore? I wrote tons of reports on the C case. Yes, months of investigation that I took time and effort to collect so if he gets the case he better well study it." With these words Elizabeth stood up and left the office, but not without sending one last ominous look towards a smug Lucky on her way out.

Elizabeth hurried home; furious that what was supposed to be a short leave to appease Richard Lansing's and her boss' mind had now cost her the case of her career. Sonny Corinthos to her represented hours of investigation, countless sleepless nights and hours of unpaid overtime, all her work wrapped up and offered to Spencer with a nice shiny bow around it.

The brunette entered her apartment and straight up grabbed a pillow from her couch that she violently threw across the room, knocking a wall painting in the process. She picked up another but a loud knock on her door interrupted her rage fit. She threw the pillow back on the couch and walked towards the door screaming. "Who's there?"

By the time she heard the unfamiliar voice spelling the name "Jason Morgan." She was getting a look at the handsome young man through the eye of her door.

"What do you want?" Elizabeth yelled out suspiciously.

"I need to talk to Elizabeth Webber, it's important!"

"What do you want from me?" She asked, an eyebrow raised high.

"I'd rather not talk about it in this hall, but I promise you, you want to hear what I have to say."

The woman hesitated two seconds, mouth pouting to the side before finally deciding to let the stranger in; her natural curiosity getting the best of her. She opened the door to a tall, dark blond who was standing in front of her door both hands buried in his jean pockets and shoulders covered of a shiny leather jacket.

Elizabeth gestured for the man to come in. He did, and she promptly closed the door behind him. "Ok, I'm listening."

"Umm… My name is Jason Morgan and I might be your key to locking Corinthos up for good." The young man dropped on her.

Corinthos? Again? Elizabeth thought; was the mob boss determined to ruin her day? Elizabeth observed her guest, wondering what could be the link between this man and the one she so desperately wanted to see behind bars. Elizabeth studied the blond in front of her and very fast came to the conclusion that he had to be working for Corinthos.

She crossed her arms, standing right in front of the tall dark blond. "Ok, I like the sound of that but you're going to have to give me more details. What kind of information do you have on Corinthos?"

"I have been working for him these past four months. I started out as a driver, but they call me for all kinds of jobs now. Anyway, I have ears and eyes on the inside and I am ready to do whatever it takes to see Corinthos behind bars."

His statement caused a grin to appear on the young woman's lips; they spoke the same language. "Ok, but first what I need to understand is what do you have to win in ratting Sonny out? You work for him and it could very easily come back to bite you in the ass..."

"And I'm ready to take the risk." He interrupted her. "…because I want to see Corinthos finally pay for his crimes."

"Well, you seem passionate about this, doesn't simply sound like public service you are trying to render... what did Corinthos ever do to you?" Elizabeth asked walking towards her small kitchen.

Jason's eyes followed the petite woman to the kitchen, he had first imagined she would be taller, more intimidating than the sweet little brunette that had opened her door to him. "You're right, it's personal... Corinthos killed my brother and he shouldn't go unpunished for it."

Elizabeth paused once in front of her fridge, surprised by the man's bold declaration. There wasn't an ounce of doubt in his voice. "Do you have any kind of proof to back up these accusations?" She asked, pouring a glass of water for her guest and herself.

"If you are talking about the kind that you can build a trial on, no. But I know he did it and I want him in prison for the rest of his life. That would be a sweet punishment for him, having to face all his enemies behind bars. He wouldn't survive a week."

"Well you probably have this right." The brunette commented handing a filled up glass to the blond who grabbed it, nodding to thank her for her hospitality. "But listen Jason, if you want me to take you seriously you've got to tell me more."

"Ok, I was there when he gave out the order to get my brother killed. I followed A.J. that day, that's my brother, I wanted to stop him from going to Sonny but I was too late, so I hid and heard their whole exchange. Then I stuck around when my brother left, just enough to hear Corinthos order his men to get rid of him. I never saw my brother again after that day."

Elizabeth settled on her cream sofa listening attentively to the man's story. He followed her and then sat on an armchair standing next to her sofa, ready to pursue his tale. "My brother wasn't a saint, but he sure didn't deserve to die. His only mistake was falling for the wrong woman. When Mrs. Corinthos separated from her husband, she found A.J., and they lived together briefly. Then she got pregnant but A.J. wasn't ready to become a father so he freaked out and turned to the bottle. So Carly ran back to her husband, passing the baby as his. A few months later, A.J. got his act together and went to see Carly, claiming her baby was his and that he wanted to be a part of its life. But she didn't want to hear any of it so against my advice A.J. went to Sonny directly, hoping he would throw his wife out once he learned she was carrying another man's child. But instead he had my brother killed."

"Wow... ok. And there never was a body?"

"No, like you can imagine the man is pretty good at making people disappear. And I know you're going to ask me how I know he didn't run away, but I just know it. A.J. realized he wanted to be a father, he cleaned up his act for it and he goes and talk to Corinthos and never comes back."

"Ok Jason, I am not sure what you want from me here because it's the first time I'm hearing about this case, and it doesn't seem like there is any trace of this crime. It would literally be your word against his and Corinthos has pretty powerful attorneys on his side."

"I know that… unfortunately. I know he'll probably go unpunished for my brother's murder and many others and that's why I'm here. I want to help you build a case against him."

"I understand that, but why did you come to me? If you did your research you would know that I am officially off the case." She informed him, her fingers digging deep in a pillow that she grabbed off her sofa.

"I heard, but I also know that no one knows this case better than you do."

"And I've tried everything to make my boss understand that... anyway, unfortunately as of now I can't investigate this case, I'm on forced leave. But what I can do is refer you to my boss to who you can talk to."

"Agent Webber, I came to you because I heard there is no one who wants to get this criminal off our street more than you do, and the one who is the most inclined to make it happen."

"And you heard right, I've been working on the C case for a long time, but right now my hands are tied, if you had come to me a week ago maybe we could have helped each other… I'm sorry I can't really do much for you." She told the young man standing up from her couch, nibbling on her lower lip disgusted that she was being offered great information on Corinthos and couldn't act on it.

"Well I guess coming to you was a mistake, but I had to try…"

Elizabeth shook her head, unable to let such an opportunity slip through her fingers and walk out her door. She may have been off the case but nothing kept her from listening.

"Oh the hell with it! Wait, Jason… wait! Maybe there is something I can do, I'm not just going to standby and let them ruin this investigation. What do you know about Corinthos that we can use right now?"

"I know about a shipment that is supposed to come in tonight. Pier 52, 12am. I overheard some guys talking and if we get close enough we might be able to get a good look at what Corinthos has been dealing."

It maybe was the ground breaking opportunity she had been waiting for, the possible Corinthos bust that would at least give way for a warrant to search his properties and maybe even a trial. She couldn't sit on this info, her boss would understand, Elizabeth thought, he had to.

"Alright. Let's meet by the docks tonight at 11:00pm and we'll see what we can get from it."

The man stood up taking the direction of the door. "Hey Jason, I really hope this will get somewhere. In any case we'll get Corinthos, it's just a matter of time, I know it."