A/N: Surprised by Carly liking Elizabeth? I have to admit I shocked myself writing this… lol! Jason always says she has great instincts so I tried to apply the theory in this story… Anywhoo, here is a fresh update for you! I love the reviews by the way, so thank you very much for taking the time to give me some feedback!

- Chapter 3 -

Between searching for apartments, getting frustrated on a few occasions over the lack of results, ignoring Ric's calls or simply thinking about Jason, Elizabeth's day had gone by very fast. The young woman had been surprised by Carly's comment about her friend not having been in a relationship in a long time as he hadn't appeared shy to her, to the contrary, Jason had kissed her on impulse and the young woman thought that maybe his friend didn't know him very well when it came to his love life.

The sound of someone opening the door took Elizabeth out of her thoughts. She walked out of Jason's kitchen and saw him drop his keys and a pile of mail on his desk. "Hey, you're here?"

"Yes, how was your day?" He asked his temporary roommate.

"Kind of useless, I didn't do much… but I met your friend." Elizabeth answered him.

"Carly right?"

"Yes, that was her name… I think." Elizabeth said walking further inside the room to meet Jason half way.

"She told me she came by. Are you… are ok?" He asked, knowing his friend could easily get very infuriating, especially when it came to him.

"As you can see. But why wouldn't I be?" She asked him surprised by his comment.

"It's just that she can be… somewhat over the top sometimes." Jason explained. "I didn't tell her you were staying here so she must have freaked out when she saw you."

"A little, she was kind of surprised at first, but she actually made fun of you more than anything else." Elizabeth said placing both hands on her hips.

Her comment raised the man's interest. "Really? What did she say about me?"

"That she hadn't seen a woman here in forever." Elizabeth informed him with a chuckle.

Jason reacted by shaking his head from side to side wondering why Carly couldn't simply mind her own business, especially when it came to his love life.

"I was surprised when she said that." Elizabeth continued, sitting on the couch, clutching a pillow. "I thought you made it a habit of rescuing damsels in distress."

Jason faced sideways, rubbing his chin. "Well I don't, I guess you were just lucky."

"I guess I was." She said with a smirk. "But why is that though? Why are you single?"

"I'm just very focused on my work, I don't really… date." Jason explained as he grabbed the mail he had walked in with and started sorting it out.

"Well that's a shame." Elizabeth declared causing one of Jason's eyebrows to lift up as he wondered what she meant by that statement. But he didn't ask, and instead listened to her go on. "Ok, anyway, I hope you're hungry because I cooked dinner to thank you."

"Dinner for me? What did you make?" Jason asked.

"Pasta… that's pretty much all I can cook. But my pasta's pretty good." Elizabeth said with a dazzling smile.

"Pasta sounds great." Jason added happy to come home to a warm dish after the long day he had.

The two walked towards the kitchen where they took out plates that they filled up with spaghetti and meat sauce before settling on the living room coffee table. They were half way done eating the tasty dish the young woman had managed to put together when her cell phone's ringtone loudly echoed in the background. She let it ring once, twice and more hoping the melody would just fade away if she wished hard enough.

"You're not picking up?" Jason asked her, as she seemed to want to ignore the call.

"It's Ric." She told him without needing to check on the caller ID.

"I see he's not giving up." Jason let out before taking in another bite of his pasta.

"He's been calling all day, leaving messages some sweet others not so much. He'll try anything so I'll pick up that damn phone. But it won't work." She resolutely said.

"The bastard won't back off. I'll make him..." Jason offered once more.

"No Jason, don't please. This is my problem and I don't want you involved more than you already are. He'll get tired and find someone else to stalk and then I'll get my life back." At least she hoped he would.

Elizabeth wasn't done talking that the phone went off once more. "Urghhh stop!" She yelled running to turn her cell phone off.

"You seem on edge, just try to ignore him." Jason told her.

"Believe me… I tried. But it's not easy when he keeps calling like that."

"Then turn this phone off and join me for a game of pool." The young man said, putting his empty plate on the coffee table before standing to his feet.

"Pool?" She repeated, surprised by the randomness of his suggestion.

"Yeah, know how to play?"

"Of course, what do you think?" She told him walking towards the game table with complete confidence.

"Ok." Jason said following her. He grabbed a cue stick and handed it to her. "You can break it."

Elizabeth took the stick then made her way to the end of the table where she slowly bent over, positioning herself to take the perfect shot. Jason's eyes fell on the perfect shape her petite body formed; admiring her gorgeous feminine curves as he watched her try to land a shot. But the white cue ball traveled across the table without hitting any other.

"Ok, maybe I don't after all. I haven't played in a long time." She told him laughing at her own lack of skills.

A faint chuckle escaped the young man. "Alright, here, let me give you a crash course." He said then stood very close behind her, aligning his vibrant body to hers. Elizabeth could feel the man's warm breath brushing against the delicate skin in the back of her neck and wondered how he could possibly expect her to concentrate with him standing so close to her.

"All right, put your hand like this." He showed her, bending over slightly, enveloping her whole body with his as they stood forming just one. Jason leisurely slid a hand along her thin arm to cover her gentle hand with his rough palm, causing her skin to tingle under his paralyzing touch.

"Now aim straight at the racked balls right there." He said, helping her point her cue stick in the right direction.

Elizabeth was now holding her breath and doing her best to control her emotions while she could feel a vivid blush taking over her fair cheeks. "Just like that?" She asked then cleared her throat.

"Uh huh. Now trust your reflexes." The blond man said in a low raspy voice that made the young woman's whole body shiver. He had no idea what a pleasurable torture he was putting her through. Or did he?

Using all the concentration she could gather, Elizabeth managed to focus her attention on the pool table and with the help of Jason's push, she was able to successfully break the racked balls, sending a couple in the table pockets.

"Yes! I did it!" She cheerfully exclaimed, turning to face Jason who still had a firm arm wrapped around her waist. She intently looked into his deep blue eyes that were locked on her and realized just how close their bodies where from each other.

Her eyes fell right at the level of the man's tempting lips that she couldn't help but stare at, until they started moving. "I kissed you yesterday because I find you terribly attractive, and I couldn't help myself." The man assertively said, still holding Elizabeth close to him.

The young woman's face took a darker shade of red as she heard him talk. She was in search of words to respond to such a bold statement when the feel of something pressing against her lower abdomen distracted her. "Is that… is that a gun?" She asked lowering her gaze.

The man quickly took a step backwards. "Yeah… sorry." Jason said taking the firearm out of his pants. "I forgot to put it away when I came in."

"Can I… can I see it?" Elizabeth shyly asked, her curiosity taking the best of her as she had never held a firearm in between her hands before.

"Here." Jason told her as he handed her his shiny gun. "It's a 9mm, the security is on but you still want to be careful."

With a deep breath Elizabeth took the gun in between her hands, realizing how heavy and cold it felt to the touch. The young woman trailed a finger around the shape of the object, as if she was memorizing its contours. Jason's eyes followed her slow movement, wondering what she was thinking about as she held such a dangerous object. What she thought of him.

"This is a very interesting object." The young woman said then suddenly gave it back to him. "But here before I get any ideas." She let out with a hint of sarcasm.

A faint smirk appeared on Jason's lips as he stared at the witty brunette in front of him.

"Anyway, it's getting late… I should probably go to bed." Elizabeth said, thinking she had better get away at that very moment before she ended with her hands all over Jason's body... which she thought wouldn't be advisable after only two days of knowing him. "Tomorrow's going to be a long day." She added.

"Why is that?" Jason asked following Elizabeth with his eyes as she slowly made her way towards the stairs.

"I'm going to try to get my job back." The young woman announced.

"Good luck with that… Oh and thank you for dinner."

"Thank you for letting me stay here." Elizabeth replied and ran upstairs to throw some cold water on her flushed face.

It had taken Ric at least twenty minutes to locate the place he was looking for. He understood the need for discretion but was greatly annoyed by the waste of time. Richard Lansing was an important man, a highly demanded lawyer and an hour of his time was worth ridiculous amounts of money. But here he was in a not so safe side of town only because a certain woman was being more stubborn than he had anticipated.

Elizabeth had no friends and no family in Port Charles so the search was proven harder than he had first imagined it would. She hadn't checked in any hotel, although he knew she hadn't left town after all, per what her old landlord had reported back to him, but he still couldn't find out where she was. Ric needed help and had finally decided to hire professionals to locate her.

The young man entered an old building and walked in a poorly lit room where two desk were standing in front of him. "Is this Spencer and McCall PI?" Ric called out, looking around the room for a sign of life. "Anybody here?"

A young man suddenly appeared from a dark corner. "Lucky Spencer." He said extending his arm towards the lawyer.

Ric shook the offered hand in his. "Well Mr. Spencer you should invest in a sign in front of this building, it took me forever to find it."

"We like to keep our business on the down low… and well you found us. So, what can I do for you Mr. Lansing?" The young man asked.

"You know who I am?" The lawyer replied, surprised he was so easily recognized.

"Everybody does, son of Trevor Lansing our dear senator. And well the few high profile cases you've recently won made your name pretty famous too."

"Yes, well you got this right." Ric answered, never too shy to celebrate his success.

"So, need assistance to help one of your clients?" Lucky inquired.

"I'm not here for a case; it's of a more personal matter… so for this reason I need to be assured that you and your partner can be discrete. I'll make the effort worthwhile of course." Ric explained, looking around himself to make sure no unwanted ears were following their exchange.

"Nothing that you tell me will make its way out of here. It's a guarantee." The young investigator assured Ric.

"Good, well I'm here about my fiancé. I need you to find her."