I started the next chapter in The Secret, only to realize I just had to get this out of my mind.
This is based on rumors and spoilers of what occurs at the end of the hostage crisis.
Please read and review!!!!!!
Disclaimer- Yeah, right. If he were mine, you'd never see me at the computer.
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Jason watched in what seemed to be slow motion as Craig looked at him, pressing the detonator for the bombs. "You have 60 seconds, Mr. Morgan. You may have ruined my plans, but you can't save them all."
As expected, the hostages began screaming, chaos erupting in the Lobby as people attempted to run towards safety. The SWAT team swarmed in, attempting to lead the hostages out, as Jason ran towards the stairs, knowing Elizabeth was still locked in a room upstairs.
Reaching the door of the room she and Sam had been in, he wasted no time in kicking in the door. "Jason!" She pushed herself up, the terror and pain clear on her face.
He picked her up, knowing she was in no state to run, and hurried out of the room. "The detonator's been activated. We have to get out." He headed for the stairs, stopping as Six pulled open the stairwell door, intent on his own escape until he saw Jason.
Cursing as he moved quickly to avoid the man shooting them, he stepped into the elevators behind him, jabbing the ground floor button. As the doors closed, he prayed there was enough time, the sinking feeling in his heart telling him there was precious little left, in an elevator that was too far from the entrance to the lobby.
KABOOM
The elevator shook, the lights flickering, and Jason lost his balance, desperately trying to cushion Elizabeth's fall as both of them fell to the floor, the elevator crashing the remaining story to the lobby, the lights going out.
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Elizabeth awoke, pressing her head to her forehead, for a moment disoriented. It was completely dark and silent, the air thick with dust. What happened came back to her in a flash as she heard a groan near to her. "Jason, Jason are you okay?" She crawled over towards the sound of his groan, sighing with relief as she bumped into him, his hand going around her to steady her.
"Are you okay?" he asked. "The baby?"
"The baby and I are fine. The pains seem fine now."
Relief shown on his face as he pulled a flashlight out of his back pocket, turning it on. "Good." He looked at her, pulling her to him in a hug. "We'll get out of here, Elizabeth. We made it through the blast."
She nestled against his chest, knowing that if anyone could get them out of this, it was Jason. She looked down, her hand feeling sticky. Holding her hand out, she whispered, "You're bleeding."
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Maxie lay under Logan, or Three as he had been known by, her head throbbing. Gently pushing him off of her, she sat up next to him as he grunted in pain. His back was burnt, his shirt hanging in tatters. "Oh my god, you're hurt."
He winced as he slowly sat up. "I have to get out of here."
"No, you need to see a doctor."
Looking at her disbelievingly, he told her, "I highly doubt that they'll want to help one of the bad guys."
"You were hurt saving my life. You didn't shoot anybody."
"Maxie!" Lucky and another police officer reached them, their powerful flashlights cutting through the darkness and the dust. "Are you okay?"
"We're fine." She pushed her messy blonde hair back, for once not caring what Lucky thought of her, "This guy saved my life, and got burned. He needs help."
Lucky nodded to the cop next to him, "Help them out." He looked at Maxie, "Do you know how many others were forced to dress like this? Your friend and Sam, so far."
Maxie shrugged, avoiding Lucky's eyes. "I don't know."
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Nik helped Emily out of the building, relieved to have found her right near the entrance. As they walked on to the street, they found Luke near an ambulance, Lulu being strapped in. "Is Lulu okay?"
Luke nodded, "They think so. We're taking her in for a check, since she's unconscious." He grabbed Nik's shoulder, pulling him towards him for a quick hug, surprising them both. "I'm glad you're allright."
Nik watched the ambulance drive off, then turned towards Emily, finding her hugging her grandfather, the relief on the tired, gruff old face easy to see. She pulled back. "Is Father allright?" At the look on her grandfather's face, hers crumpled, and she sobbed at the realization that her father had died.
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As the hotel was cleared, Carly and Sonny waited anxiously for word of Jason, Sam wandering around, watching with hope each time someone came out of the doorway. Lucky searched the debris anxiously for Elizabeth, wracked with guilt that all of this had happened to her because she was waiting for him in the lobby. "You can't do that, Lucky," Cruz told him. "This wasn't your fault."
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Elizabeth lifted Jason's black shirt, finding the jagged cut on his side. Holding the flashlight closely, she sighed in relief, "I think it'll be okay. It doesn't look deep." She lowered his shirt, looking up at Jason, her blue eyes anxious as they met his. "How do we get out?"
"They've got to be looking for people." He stood, helping her to her feet, looking around the wrecked elevator, than going over towards the wrecked doors, straining to pull them apart. Elizabeth grabbed her shoe, hitting one of the doors, hoping to catch someone's attention.
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Mac looked at the young man with Maxie, "Several of the hostages have said only Sam was dressed in different clothes. What game are you playing?"
Maxie pulled Mac's arm, catching his attention. "He saved my life, Mac. Would one of the hostage takers have done that?"
Mac turned back to the young man, fury in his face as he realized the he'd disappeared. He turned back to Maxie furiously, seeing his step-daughter's guilty face.
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As the hours passed, the lobby was cleared. The suitcase with the bomb was quietly removed by one of Sonny's men in the chaos, the police believing Craig had stolen it in the confusion before the explosion.
Mac stepped over to the Quartermaines and Spencers, both groups still awaiting news of Elizabeth and Jason. "They've cleared the lobby. There's no sign of Elizabeth or Jason. We checked in the stairwell, and as much as possible upstairs."
Sam crossed her arms anxiously, standing close by. "What about the elevators? They were right near the room we were kept in."
Mac shook his head, feeling terrible as he said, "They elevators crashed, the ceilings caving in around that area. I don't think anyone could have survived that." His voice softened as he said, "We have to presume that Elizabeth and Jason are dead. But, we'll keep trying to find them."
Sam let out a sob, her fists up to her mouth.
Lucky leaned into Nikolas, saying, "It's my fault. This happened to her because of me."
Both groups stood there, mourning the loss of their loved ones.
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Elizabeth sank down to the floor with Jason. "Someone has to find us, right?"
"They will." He looked down at her, seated next to him. "Lucky won't give up on you and the baby."
She looked away, biting her lip. "How do you make a choice that could ruin the life of people you love?"
"What do you mean?"
She looked up at him nervously. "What if there's something you should be honest about, but you know it will hurt some of the people you love the most?"
He crossed his arms, leaning back against the wall. "I don't know. It's easy to get caught up in lies, even if you think you're doing what's best."
Elizabeth nodded, tucking her hair back. "I need to be honest with Lucky-," before she could find the courage to finish her sentence, he commented.
"If you really don't want to be with him anymore, you have to make your own choice, not what Audrey or Emily or Lucky want."
She sighed, her courage once again lost, as she leaned against him, exhausted. "I'm glad that if I had to be stuck here, you're with me."
Jason put his arm around her, leaning his head against hers tiredly. "I am too."
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Sam walked away from the ruins of the MetroCourt, dried tears on her face. The last anyone remembered seeing Jason was when he raced upstairs after Craig hit the button to destruct the lobby. A bitter part of her couldn't help but think that of course, he had to go save precious Elizabeth. Several reporters approached her as she was lost in thought, "Are you Samantha McCall? How did it feel, knowing you were in danger of being shot by police as you attempted to save everyone?" She turned, flustered by the reporters, anxious to get away.
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Maxie walked into her bedroom, worn out from the night. Mac had yelled at her, then insisted she go to the hospital while she told him everything she knew. Turning on her light, she froze as she was grabbed from behind, a hand covering her mouth. A now familiar voice asked, "What did you tell them?"
Maxie pushed away from him, spinning around as she hissed, "What are you doing here?"
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Lucky strode out the front door of the PCPD, passing Cruz. "Whoa, Lucky. Where are you going?"
Lucky snapped a clip into his gun, looking up at his friend. "I'm going after that SOB, Craig."
"That's crazy. He could kill you."
"So? There's nothing left in my life, anyways. Elizabeth and our baby are gone."
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Jason's deep voice penetrated the silence in the elevator. "Remember when you were locked in the crypt?"
She nodded, "Yeah. I was terrified."
He looked away, remembering the terror he felt at the idea of not getting to her in time. "I wished I'd been kidnapped with you. I knew I could have gotten you out on time if I was in with you."
She smiled. "I knew you would come." She was quiet for a moment, then she looked up at him, as always drawn to his bright blue eyes. "I knew you would come this time, too."
He smiled back at her, "Even though I can't get us out of here?"
"I would already be dead if it weren't for-Oh God." She leaned over, hands over her tummy as spasms rocked through her.
"What? What's happening? Is it the baby?" He leaned over her, feeling helpless.
As the pains continued she was in agony, as he held her, all he could think of was the one thing he couldn't bear to tell her, they would eventually run out of air in the small elevator.
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Logan looked at Maxie, raising his eyebrows, "I had to hide somewhere until things cool down."
"In the Police Commissioner's house? I told you he was my Stepdad." She locked the door, then turned back to him. "What do you want?"
"To hide out. No one will look for me here, and I just need a little bit to heal."
"Didn't you get your back looked at?"
"And how would I do that without explaining what happened?"
Maxie walked around him, frowning as she saw his burned back. With a big sigh, she told him "Sit down," and headed towards her bathroom for some first aid supplies.
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"Are they getting better?" Jason asked as Elizabeth sat up straighter.
"Yeah. The cramps are a little better now." She looked up at him tiredly, realizing that now was the time to stop being indecisive and tell him. "I need you to know something, in case something happens to me or the baby."
He brushed her hair back, trying to keep her calm. "You'll both be fine."
"I should have told you a long time ago. I meant to, I just, I didn't want to hurt anyone."
He looked at her, worried. "What do you mean?"
She closed her eyes for a moment, the fear of losing him overwhelming her. Finally she looked up at him. "This baby isn't Lucky's. It's yours."
A flash of her voice, scared, came back to him. "This baby is ours, Jason." In turmoil, he looked at her, "You told me in the church, when you found me."
She nodded, tears glistening in her eyes. "Yes."
He said slowly, "I thought I was dreaming." He looked away, not sure if he was angry or relieved, scared or happy. "Why haven't you told me?"
"I didn't mean to. But you were so relieved when youtold Sam what carly had said, and now you and Sam are trying for a baby. Lucky changed his life for this baby, and I'm scared when he hears the truth he'll go back on pills." She looked up at him. "I'm sorry, Jason."
He leaned his head back against the wall, silent, and silent tears slid down her face. He looked over at her, unable to feel anger towards her. He had known for months that she had a secret, that she was struggling with hurting others with it. How could he fault her for trying to do what she felt best for everyone? He brushed the tears off her cheek with his thumb, waiting for her lovely blue eyes to meet his gaze. After she looked up, he told her quietly, "I'm not angry, Elizabeth. I understand."
"You do?"
"Yeah."
They looked at each other, each knowing now of the bond that would bring them closer together, and then she whispered, "How long do you think the air in here will hold out?"