Chapter Eight

"Sonny, I don't know if I can do this. He's really hurt. He needs a doctor."

"Elizabeth you now why we can't take him to the hospital."

"I know. But I think he needs more help then I can give him."

"Jason trusts you. I trust you. You're a good nurse."

"Okay. I'll do what I can."

"Good. I need to go. See if I can do some damage control. Let me know if you need anything."

"I will." Elizabeth assured him stepping back into her studio. Jason was once again lying shot on her couch. At least this time she knew how to help him. Elizabeth looked at the gunshot wound thankful the bullet had gone all the way through. At least she wouldn't have to dig around and cause more damage. She worked quickly remembering everything Patrick had taught her.

Jason woke up confused. He didn't know where he was or how he got there. His last clear memory was falling in to the harbor. No, wait there was something else. It was just a fugue fragment but Jason knew it was real. Elizabeth. She had found him. She had saved his life, again. "Elizabeth." He whispered.

"Jason, its okay. You're in my old studio. You were shot."

"What happened?"

"I'm not sure. I found you at St. Timothy's. You were bleeding. I saw that you had been shot. I brought you here and called Sonny."

"Thank you."

"I wasn't going to let you die Jason." Elizabeth told him as tears spilled down her cheeks.

Jason reached up to brush them away. "Please don't cry. I'm okay."

"No you're not. Jason you've been shot. You could still die. You need more help than I can give you."

"Elizabeth, relax. I'm going to be fine. You are the only one I want taking care of me." Jason pulled her down to for a kiss. He had meant for it to be reassuring but their passion for one another quickly took over. Jason slid his hand up her dress. Her skin was so soft and warm. He needed her, now. Everything else be dammed.

"Jason we can't."

"Why not?"

"You were just shot."

"I know. I don't care. You're all I want." Jason told her as his fingers caressed her through the panties she was wearing. She had already soaked though the thin material. "I know you want me too. I can feel it."

"J.. Ja.. Jason. We shouldn't. I don't want to hurt you."

"You won't. In fact you'll make me feel so good." Jason slipped a finger into her panties. The tip brushing against her center. Elizabeth moaned softly. Jason reached with his other hand to the zipper on her dress. He pulled it down revealing her breasts to his gaze. He pulled her body closer to his taking a nipple in to his mouth. He sucked gently until he felt Elizabeth tug his hair. "Do you want me to stop?"

"No. I just don't want to hurt..."

"You won't angel. We'll just have to be easy." Jason whispered brushing his lips against hers. Somewhere in his mind it registered that he called her something other than Elizabeth. It was the first time he had out loud.

"Okay." Elizabeth said finally caving. She stood up and removed her dress slowly. Jason felt himself fully harden at the sight her her nearly nude body. She removed her panties and laid beside Jason. He lifted his hips to allow Elizabeth to slip his boxers down. The brief flash of pain Jason felt was quickly overridden by desire. He lifted Elizabeth up to straddle his hips. She kissed him softly still afraid of hurting him. Jason's hands skimmed her body. Elizabeth moaned losing herself in the feelings Jason was causing. Which is exactly how Jason wanted her. He nudged her forward till he could latch back on to her nipple. He sucked the raspberry colored bud till it tightened to his satisfaction. He then moved to the other one. Elizabeth's soft hand were roaming his body send waves of pleasure through him. Jason move a hand from her hips to her center. He slid two finger into her willing body. She arched and moaned forgetting everything but the wonderful thing he was doing to her. Jason waited till she was right at the edge before pulling his fingers away. Elizabeth whimper loudly at the loss. Jason grabbed both her hips and plunged himself in to her.

"Elizabeth, I need you to help me."

"Umm... Okay." She told him. She began moving up and down his swollen erection. Jason raised his hips slightly to meet her. Their movements were slow and easy. Neither one willing to rush this. Soon Elizabeth went over the edge. Distracting her enough to let Jason take control. He began to use short, hard strokes. Sending both tumbling over the edge. "I didn't hurt you did I?"

"No. I'm okay. I'm sorry. I should have controlled myself better."

"It's okay. I'm not complaining."

"Good. Can you stay?"

"Yeah. I told Sonny I would."

"Good. Go to sleep." Jason felt her relax and knew she was asleep within minutes. He felt so guilty. She should be at home. Not here taking care of him. Jason sighed. He really need to get his priorities figured out. "I love you." He whispered before falling asleep.