Moving Targets

AU - Sonny is off his meds and is trying to kill Jason. He ends up on Liz's doorstep who lives a few hours away. Will all roads lead to love or will family drama get in the way?

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Chapter 1 – On the Run

The sounds were deafening as bullets flew through the air. Jason ducked and went into full enforcer mode. He listened and moved towards the scuffling sounds and fired a shot—taking another man down. He ducked behind some crates and then peeked over top of them as he fired bullet after bullet and his rounds were spent. As he reloaded, someone stepped in front of him and fired a shot. He grimaced as the bullet seared through his body and quickly snapped the new cartridge into place and fired—killing the man on the spot. For a moment, he was shocked as he realized the identity of the man who had just tried to kill him and the implication that it held. But, he shook it off knowing that he had to get out of there right away.

Everything suddenly grew quiet and Jason waited a few minutes until he knew it was safe to get up. He struggled to stand as the pain almost took his breath away and then he made his way back to his SUV as fast as he could. Grabbing a rag out of the glove compartment, he pressed it against the wound in his side. He put on his seatbelt and drove for as long as he could. Eventually, he felt himself starting to drift and he pulled off to the side of the road and parked. He put his head back and fell asleep. His shivering woke him up and he started the car and drove on. Knowing that he needed help fast, he pulled into the driveway of the first house he came to. It had started to storm outside and he got his seatbelt off and picked up his gun. He eased his way out of the car and fell up against it trying to catch his breath. The rain pelted his body as he stumbled to the front door and leaned against the frame.

Liz had fallen asleep watching a horror movie. She heard a thumping sound against the door and jumped up. The screen door opened and she ran to the door and grabbed her shotgun.

Jason tried the door handle and it was locked. "Damn." He said before resting against the frame again.

Liz quietly unlocked the door and then jerked it opened in one swift movement and held the gun up to Jason's head. "Don't fucking move or I'll blow your head off." Liz stared at him as he looked up with her with the most beautiful eyes she'd ever seen.

"Help me." He gasped out as his gun dropped to the floor and he started to fall forward.

Liz put the shotgun down and caught him. She helped him over to the couch and sat him down. "You're soaked." She said before running back to the front door. Grabbing the gun, she locked the door and then placed it on the counter before running to get some towels. She struggled to get Jason out of his coat.

"I'm shot." He said hoarsely.

Liz went and grabbed her first aid kit and then laid some towels down on the couch. She removed his boots and then opened his shirt.

Jason watched her as she undid each button. She was beautiful.

"What's your name?" She asked.

"Jason."

"I'm Elizabeth."

He grimaced as she took the rag away. Liz gasped. She felt behind him for an exit wound and found it.

"It went clean through."

She cleaned up the exit wound first and bandaged it. "You think you can stand up for a second?"

He nodded as he groaned and with her help stood up. As he leaned on her, she started to undo his belt buckle.

"What are you doing?"

"Your jeans are wet. They need to come off."

She finished getting them off and Jason, now clad only in his boxer shorts, sat back down. Even though she was focused on what she was doing, the beauty of his body didn't escape her.

"Lay down." She commanded as she watched Jason do what he was told.

She waited for him to settle and cleaned out the entrance wound. She bandaged it up and then ran into the kitchen and grabbed a bottle out of the cabinet.

"I need you to take this."

"No pain pills." Jason said frowning.

"It's not, it's an antibiotic."

"Why do you have that lying around?" Jason asked curiously.

Liz smiled. "I'm a resident at the hospital. You never know when you're going to get sick. I don't have a lot of supplies here, but tomorrow I have the day off and I'll stop at the hospital and get some. If I go there now, it will look suspicious."

Jason nodded. He watched her cover him up. "Why are you helping me?"

She studied him for a moment. "I don't know. But, please don't give me a reason not to."

"I won't. Thank you."

"Now, get some rest." She said softly.

Liz grabbed his pants and threw them into the washer. She noted the size of his shirt and his jeans on a pad and then went and changed her pajamas since they had Jason's blood on them. When she came back downstairs, he was asleep. Going into the kitchen, she picked up his wallet and looked at his I.D. "Jason Morgan." She said out loud. Liz put it down and went into the living room and turned on her laptop and googled him. As she read the various articles about Jason, she sometimes gasped in disbelief and looked over at him. He pretty much looked the same as the pictures, but his hair was much longer now. She continued to read and then she was a little scared. What the hell was he doing in her town and she wondered who was after him? She heard him stir and she got up and went over to him. She felt his forehead, he had a little fever. Liz went into the kitchen and poured a small class of orange juice. She crumbled up a pain pill and some aspirin into it and then walked over to the couch.

"Jason, wake up." She said shaking him. He finally looked up at her.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing. I need you to drink this."

He frowned at her but drank the juice and settled back down. She ran a cold washcloth over his face.

"Feels good." He breathed out.

She smirked and ran it over his chiseled chest and then rinsed out the washcloth and did it again. Grabbing a sheet, she put it over him as he fell back asleep. He didn't seem like a cold blooded killer, she thought to herself. She picked up his gun and flicked on the safety and then put it into a drawer in the kitchen.

Liz went back to the computer and shut it down and then grabbed a blanket and pillow from her bedroom. She climbed onto the loveseat and got comfortable. Taking one more look at Jason, she then closed her eyes and fell asleep.

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Jason woke up the next morning and stumbled around until he found the bathroom. He felt like a mac truck had hit him and was kind of loopy. He remembered the juice she had given him and realized she probably had drugged him and that is why his head was so fuzzy. She had left a washcloth for him and a toothbrush so he cleaned up a bit and then went back to the sofa and covered up. Liz had already changed his front bandage before she left. He jumped when she came barreling through the front door several minutes later.