Hey everyone sorry it took so long to get to this second chapter a lot of things are going down in my life that's made my brain a bit cloudy on writing but I'm back and hopefully this story will be able to flow much better. I know I shocked everyone with the death of Edward and it was a hard decision to make but once I get deeper into the story you'll understand why its so important that Edward had to die. I hope you all can bare with me and thank you so much for the reviews!

now on with our irregular scheduled program lol

Chapter 2

Elizabeth stood there silent, her heart barely beating in her chest as shock overtook her small frame. She felt the deathly stillness of her husband and barely managed to bring her eyes up to watch his blank expression. She hadn't seen that look in quiet awhile and it hurt her more than words could say to see that he still felt the need to shut himself down even in front of her. She squeezed his hand within her own and rested her other on his arm in a comforting gesture before turning that blue gaze of hers to Mac.

"Who on earth would do such a thing? Is there any suspects?" she asked and was saddened by the shake of head that she received. There had to be some clue that they were over looking, some fact that they hadn't seen yet. No one just sneaks into a mansion and kills an old man for no reason what so ever.

"We've started the investigation and one obvious connection is you Jason. Is there anything going on within your business that would cause someone to kill your grandfather." Mac asked as professionally and yet as gently as he could.

He didn't like Morgan, hated what he stood for and the fact that he kept getting away with his crimes but he was still a good man and he could tell that this was upsetting the stone cold enforcer more than he'd like people to know. He knew what it was like to loose family, even the ones you thought you couldn't stand had a way of breaking down all your defenses. He wasn't trying to provoke Jason, and luckily for him Jason knew that. Jason couldn't begin to express what he felt at that moment and he almost smirked when he thought of how the doctors had told him he'd never be able to feel again. He was feeling so many different things right now it was amazing but for once he wished the doctors had been right, this pain.. it was like nothing he'd ever felt before. He wanted to simply close the door, rewind time and go back to the moment before he'd known the world was crashing around him.

"No, even if something was going on everyone knows I'm not close to the Quartermains, there would be no reason to harm them." he uttered low. He felt Elizabeth's hands trying to sooth him and he remembered to give her hand a squeeze as well to let her know he was still there with her. He wished that what he said had some truth to it, that he hadn't been getting closer to the Quartermain's, that he didn't think of Monica as a mother or even the fact that he'd started to even like the grumpy old man who had been so harsh in his mind for years. Now he was gone and despite what Jason had thought was impossible there was a whole growing there where the old man had wormed himself in. Mac asked a few more questions and Jason truly didn't know what he answered or even if he did. He was about to frown when he heard Elizabeth's sweet voice coming through the fog and relief washed through him. Thank god she'd been there to help guide him otherwise for once in his long career he might have actually answered completely and utterly honestly.

When Elizabeth closed the door she immediately turned and pressed herself into the wall of Jason's body, capturing his hands to bring them around her before she settled them around his waist, clinging to him as the tears began to fall. The old man had always been so kind to her, always made her feel like apart of the family, to think that he was gone now..on top of Allan's death... she tilted her head back to gaze up at the man she loved and her heart ached when she saw the tears straining in his eyes. He tried so hard to fool everyone into believing he didn't care, that he hated the Jason Quartermain that he swore he no longer was but there was still a bit of him lurking there within those ice blue eyes of his, and that part was grieving for the grandfather that had loved him most in the world. Elizabeth lowered her head to Jason's chest, feeling the rapid beating of his heart beneath her ear and hugged him gently.

"Baby I'm so so sorry. I know this ... is a complete shock. It's horrible, who would want to kill an old man?" she asked then shook her head and leaned away from him, releasing him slightly as she reached up and gently caressed his face. "What do you need me to do baby?"

Jason looked down and raised a hand of his own to trace the knuckles down her sweetly upturned face. He wanted to pretend that they were back in they're happy morning with they're sons, pretend that his world was still so tightly connected with no loose strings yet he knew he couldn't. There were people to call and an investigation of his own to start. He didn't trust the police to handle this correctly, to not overlook important details. He wanted his own hands and eyes to cover all areas to satisfy his own questions and when he found the murderer he'd make him pay, he'd avenge the grandfather he'd all but turned his back on, he'd avenge the only man left of his blood who'd never given up on him.

"I need you to call Emily and Monica, make sure that they are alright and if they need anything. If you want take the boys over but make sure to take Johnny with you. I don't want you and the boys to be alone right now I need to know your safe."

Elizabeth's head would nod and she'd reach up with her other hand and rest it lightly on his wrist, her thumb gently stroking the flesh beneath.

"What are you going to do Jason?" Elizabeth asked and yet even before those lips of his began to speak she knew her husband so very well enough to know the answer that came to her.

"I'm going to take care of this myself." with that Jason bent and brushed his lips against hers, softly kissing the one person in his life he cherished above all others except for his children, they're children. Then he would disappear into the kitchen to explain to Cam why he wouldn't be able to make those pancakes after all but promised he'd be back for diner and would help destroy the kitchen then. Cameron's giggles seemed to miraculously sooth some part of his aching soul, filling it with that little ray of light and Jason hugged his son to him and then moved to Jake who was grinning up at him completely oblivious to anything of the world except for his father at the moment. He lifted his son from his chair and hugged him close to his heart as he swayed, just inhaling his boy's sweet scent, whispering softly in his ear.

"I'll avenge your great grandfather son, please forgive me for not letting you get to know him while he was here." he felt the tears prick once more and blinked them away, returning his son to his chair he made his way out of the kitchen and went to the desk to gather the things he would need and then, with one parting look back to his family he disappeared out into the world, to find the person responsible for killing Edward and to kill him with his own bare hands.