"Jake. He got hit by a car"

Jason Morgan, "stone cold", had never been more fearful for someone in his entire life. His son was hurt and there was absolutely nothing he could do about it. He couldn't threaten anyone, shoot someone, or hunt someone down. This wasn't in his hands, it was in God's.

He may not show it but Jacob Martin is the first thing he thinks of when he wakes up in the morning and the last think he thinks about before he falls asleep at night. Even if Jason was never to see Jake again, he'd still be the most important person in his life. Not his girlfriend Sam, not Carly, not Michael, or Sonny. Jake…just Jake. Even when he's not thinking about his son he's thinking about him. Jake is forever cemented in the back of his mind.

"How the hell did this happen? Jake was supposed to be safe." Jason thought while frantically hopping on the back of his bike.

Speeding on his motorcycle Jason anxiously made his way to the General Hospital Emergency room. It took only minutes to arrive but it felt more like hours.

"He's going to be fine. He'll be okay", he tried to convince himself. But by the panic stricken tone in Elizabeth's voice told him this was bad. This was really bad.

How long have I been in this storm?
So overwhelmed by the ocean's shapeless form
Water's getting harder to tread
With these waves crashing over my head

Almost totaling his bike in the process he finally arrived at GH. A distraught Jason ran into the ER as fast as he possibly could. He needed to see his son. He needed to see Elizabeth. They were all that mattered. As long as they were okay he could breathe again.

"Jason…." Robin said as she saw her once lover now friend rush into the building.

"Robin. How's Jake? How bad is it?" a teary eyed Jason asked.

"I'm sorry Jason. He's critical."

"But he's gonna make it right? Right?"

"Patrick and I are going to do everything we can. I promise."

"Robin he's….." Jason paused.

"I know"

"Please…"

"We're prepping him for emergency surgery now. I'm gonna be right there with him Jason."

"Thank you. He has to be ok. He just has to."

"He will be. Just send him all your love. That's all that you can do right now"

I know you didn't bring me out here to drown
So why am I ten feet under and upside down
Barely surviving has become my purpose
Because I'm so used to living underneath the surface

"OR three is ready for Jake. Patrick wants you to scrub in." Steve says as he practically runs to Robin.

"I'm on my way", Robin says as he hurries to help save the son of her two best friends.

"Steve….is he conscious?" Jason asks with a glimmer of hope in his voice.

"No. He was unconscious when Elizabeth found him."

"Did she see the driver?", Jason asked wanting to kill whoever did this to his little boy. Whoever did this would pay. He'd make sure of it.

"She didn't even see the car."

"Where is she? I need to see her. She needs to know I'm here."

"Look Jason. Elizabeth told me that you're Jake's father and she also told me why you gave him up. I can't even imagine how hard that was for you. I just don't think it's a good idea for you to see her right now." Steve sighed "She's on emotional overload right now"

"I'm sorry Steve but I'm a part of this. He's my baby too. I need to be there for Elizabeth right now. So either you can tell me where she is or I will go find her myself." Jason fumed "She needs me."

"She's in the conference room on 5"

"Thank you."

If I could just see you
Everything would be all right
If I'd see you
This darkness would turn to light

Jason could see Elizabeth through the conference room window. She looked so broken, so fragile, so scared. Seeing her made this nightmare real. This was really happening. He could quite possibly loose the most important thing in his life. It hurt him more than he could imagine to see her like this. She sat there with tears streaming down her face clinging to Jake's tiny bloodstained shirt.

With his heart in his hands Jason entered the conference room, feeling at any second he was just going to break.

"Jason…." Elizabeth croaked. "I'm so sorry. This is all my fault."

"No. No it isn't. It could have happened to anyone" he said softly as he wiped a few of her tears away with the pad of his thumb.

"He snuck out the front door. I didn't even hear him. Why didn't I hear him?" Elizabeth said sorrowfully "He was just lying there Jason. He wasn't moving"

Jason took her face in his hands and said "Elizabeth this is not your fault. We have to believe that our son is going to be ok. We can't let him down now. We need to have faith. He's strong. He's so strong."

"He is isn't he?"

"Even before he was born he was strong. He's a fighter. Our boy is a fighter. He's gonna make it".

"How can you be so sure? You didn't see him Jason."

"Because I have faith in our son. Right now that's all we can hold onto. Just think of everything he has overcome already."

"How could I let this happen to him? I promised you I would keep him safe."

"You're a wonderful mother to him Elizabeth. He is so lucky to have you." Jason said softly as he pulled the mother of his son into his arms. "You have to be strong for him. He needs your strength."

Elizabeth quietly sobbed in Jason's warm embrace. They stood there just holding each other for what seemed like an eternity. Why was it only Jason that could give her faith that her baby would make it? He always had that effect on her. Jason gave her hope.

"I'm glad you're here", she said.

"I'm not going anywhere."

And I will walk on water
And you will catch me if I fall
And I will get lost into your eyes
And I know everything will be alright

"What kind of heartless bastard runs down a little kid and just keeps on driving?" Patrick asked his wife as he scrubbed him.

"Patrick you have to save him. His family needs him." Robin said "Elizabeth has done so much for us. We can't let her down."

"We won't."

You got wires, going in
You got wires, coming out of your skin
You got tears, making tracks
I got tears, that are scared of the facts

"Scalpel" Patrick Drake said as he went up to the operating table.

"There's so much bleeding. He won't stand a chance if we don't find the source." Robin replied

"I think it's coming from the middle cerebral artery"

"Blood pressure's dropping."

"He's coding!"

"Get the crash cart!"

"Charge to 200."

"1, 2, 3 clear!"

You got wires, going in
You got wires, coming out of your skin
There's dry blood, on your wrist
Your dry blood on my fingertip

"No response. He's still flat lining."

"C'mon Jake. Stay with us buddy."

"Charge to 300"

"1, 2, 3 clear!"