Author's note: My apologies for taking so long to update. Between life, Liason campaigning and my severe incurable case of procrastination I just couldn't crank it out for you. But after severely kicking my own ass, I got myself together.

I don't think this chapters smut is smutty enough, so I'll make up for it in the next and final chapter

The past two weeks had been difficult. It seemed to be one problem after another. He felt like he was coming apart at the seams. There had been too many questions popping up with no answers to them. Elizabeth being in a coma was not helping matter either. Although the baby was growing strong every day there had been no change in Elizabeth's condition.

It really didn't help matters that every time he seemed to want to visit Lucky would be there playing the part of a concerned ex-husband and worried father to be for a child that wasn't even his. Of course he had no intention of letting the would be recovering drug addict know the truth at this point in time, not until he had some answers to his seemingly endless list of questions.

Two nights ago Max called and said that he spotted Lucky on the docks with a bag of money making some kind of transaction and that the exchange was possibly for drugs. After getting the description of Lucky's possible dealer he assigned him and Stan to track him down. Turns out he was some lowly PCU student.

A few hours ago he was spotted at 'Jamba Juice' and currently being escorted to his office by Max and Francis.

Looking up from his desk as the door opened, he saw Francis push in a beanie wearing kid who barely looked 18 clutching his computer bag to his chest.

Grabbing onto his shoulder, Max pushes him towards the chair in front of Jason's desk.

"Easy, dude! What's your damage? Ow-" the computer nerd protest as Francis grabs his shoulder and shoves him into the chair.

Giving the kid another once over he got straight to the point, "Two nights ago you were spotted down on the docks, care to explain?" Jason said leaning back in his chair and folding his arms across his broad chest.

Looking everywhere but the hulking stone like man in front of him

"You were spotted down on the docks with Detective Lucky Spencer"

"You must be mistaken, the jackal doesn't consort with the boys in blue."

"What was the transaction about?"

"Dude, seriously, I don't know what you're talking about transactions aren't my thing. I'm strictly into Zen, you know? No possession, living simply—all that stuff?

"So you're a drug dealer?" Jason hisses as he narrows his eyes suspiciously

"Although, I may have dabbled in nature's herbals pleasures I'm not a dealer, but the master of cyberspace"

"A computer geek", Francis announces, speaking for the first time from his stoic position at the door

"So you're a hacker, what were you doing for Spencer?"

"I would get so thrashed if I punked out"

"I don't have time for games. I suggest you give me the information I want or suffer the consequences"

"The Jackal is not a punk"

Jason makes a nod to Max and Francis. Moving from their current positions they step forward each taking Spin by a shoulder and pulling him from the chair

"Whoa, whoa, whoa…I think…um…maybe me and Stone Cold over there can um…work something out"

Receiving a nod from Jason they released him

"I'm only going to ask you once more, what was the transaction about?"

"Well the corrupted one was merely a drop off, delivery boy if you will"

Furrowing his brow, "Corrupted one?"

"Detective Spencer as you call him"

"If Spencer was the delivery guy, who hired you?"

"The bodacious one. Dude, her body is hot, even though her knowledge is lacking. But that is where I the Jackal come in. She's the ying to my yang"

"A woman?"

Nodding his head "Dude, she's hot"

Leaning to the side in his chair he whips opening a draw, causing Spinelli to flinch. Pulling out a picture, he holds it up

"Is this the woman?"

"That is the bodacious one. The Fair Samantha"

"What did she hire you to do?"

Leaning back in his chair, Spinelli gives him a run down of all the things he's done for her, from changing paternity tests to deleting information to cleaning out bank accounts.

Rubbing his forehead, Jason tries to curb the anger that has started to build the minute Spinelli started to give him the run down of Sam's betrayals. For so long he trusted her, defended her, cared for her and even loved her, only to find out that she wasn't the person he thought she was. He didn't know when she started lying to him, but at this point it didn't matter

"Where did she get the money?"

"The jackal was never prevy to the source of finance"

"Here's what you're going to do, I want you to find out where she got the money and everything you can on her, alias everything, I don't care. You find it!"

"My cyber services are in high demand. If the price is right I can't refuse. So what is the Jackal looking at for his fee?"

"Fee? Your fee is that I won't break every single one of your fingers"

Gulping and visibly shaken by the images of his precious fingers being broken and never being able to jackal again he got to work.

Pacing the penthouse like a caged animal, trying to figure out how he could've been so wrong about a person. Thinking back to all they've been through together he couldn't figure out whether everything had been an act or was it real and somewhere down the line it all fell apart.

He couldn't understand how a person who claimed to love someone could deceive them in such a way. Standing in front of the balcony doors he tried to rein in his anger before he saw her again and ended up throttling her before he got some answers to the questions that kept piling up his head.

The sound of footsteps on the stairs had derailed him from his thoughts. Turning away from the window, he looks over to Marco who's carrying a brown box.

Balancing the box in one had, "Everything was taken care of," he states as he drops of a set of keys into Jason's open palm.

"Good, now make sure you…" Jason starts, but is cut off by a frantic knock at the door.

"Jason? Are you home? There's something wrong with my key. Jason?", the voice whines through the closed door.

Narrowing his eyes at the recognition, he nod his head towards Marco's, "Make sure everything gets where it needs to be. If nobody is there, leave everything outside".

Gathering the box with two hands, he head towards the door, exiting out of it without sparing a fleeing glance on the woman on the other side of it, as Jason turned his gaze back towards the window.

Plopping her shopping bags by the front desk, "Jason, I think there's something wrong with my key", she declares, as she tosses her jacket on the couch

"And what's with the boxes by the elevator and the one Marco was carrying…" pausing she narrowed her eyes into slits as realization overcomes her facial features

Crossing her arms over her chest, "You're getting rid of our baby's things aren't you?"

Confused by her inability comprehend the situation. How she could possibly be this clueless? "Our baby", repeats in his head

"Jason, I thought we talked about this. I told you I wasn't ready, how could you go behind my back get rid of our baby's things?"

Again she said the words, "Our baby", making the rage that he was containing bubble to the top

"You promised that…"

"We're you ever going to tell me?", his voice, low and abrasive, not bother to hide his disgust.

"Tell you what? Jason, what are you talking about?

"We're you ever going to tell me? He repeated he cast his gaze away from the window to the women he once loved.

"I don't know what you're talking about"

"We're you ever going to tell me that the baby you were carrying wasn't mine?"

"The baby was yours Jason, what are you talking about?"

"Stop lying to me!"

Closing the distance between them, "When were you going to tell me that the baby was Lucky's?"

Watching the realization wash over her eyes, hearing her suck in a breath as she turned away from his piercing stare that always made her feel like he could see right through her.

"Why would you deceive me like that?"

"I saw you"

"Saw me? Saw what?"

"You and Elizabeth. You and Elizabeth and her son. Every time I looked around you were with her, laughing, smiling acting like one big happy family. I want that. I'm the one your supposed to love and want to start a family with."

"You were jealous of my friendship with Elizabeth? That's no excuse for what you did. You lied to me! You lied right to my face day in and day out!"

"What about your lies Jason? I'm not the only one who lied here!"

"What are you talking about?"

"We're you ever going to tell me that Elizabeth is carrying your child?"

"I found out her baby was mine while we were trapped in the elevator after the Metro Court lobby exploded. After we got out I had every intention of telling you the truth."

"So why didn't you?"

"You had just lost the baby and I didn't want to hurt you more then I already knew you were."

"Right. Like you even cared about me. You were just waiting for the "perfect" moment to tell me that you were leaving me so that you could be with your precious Elizabeth"

"Who's the liar now" she spitted out indignantly as she uncrossed her arms

"You want to talk about lies?", stalking passed her to his desk, forcing out a drawer where he reached in and retrieved a thick folder and threw it across the coffee table. A seemingly endless amount of photographs, bank statements emptied out of the file and covered the table.

A gasp escaped from her throat as she recognized the woman in the photographs. Name and places she tried to forget and thought she hid well were looking up at her, mocking her.

Picking up a picture from the pile, the one con that ended deadly, she attempted to gather herself as the tears fell freely from her red-rimmed eyes, "Jason I can…"

"Spinelli really is the master of cyberspace"

Turning to face him with a questioning look, "Spinelli?"

"The computer hacker you hired to not only change the results of Elizabeth's paternity test, but yours as well"

"About that I can explain"

"Save it. There's no excuse, no explanation, nothing you say can change anything"

"Jason, please"

"You need to get out. I already packed all your stuff and had it sent to Alexis"

"So that's it. You're just kicking me out of your life just like that? You won't let me explain?"

"Explain what? How you led me to believe that I was the father of your child? How you changed not only your conception date, but the results of Elizabeth's paternity test"

Feeling that everything she worked so hard to get and keep was slipping away from her she tried to come up with something to say. Something that could get through to Jason to at least hear her out.

"Get out Sam and don't even think about coming back"

"It will never workout with Elizabeth. She's too weak and pathetic and I'll be damn if I sit back and watch her get everything that I want"

"I don't take kindly to threats"

"Well look at it as a promise because there's no way this is the end"

Stalking up to her where is face was mere inches away from her, he lowered his voice, " If you come anywhere near Elizabeth, Cameron or this new baby, if you do anything to endanger their safety I will kill you."

Seeing the cold expression in his eyes, one that she had never cast in her direction before, she visibly swallowed hard because she knew that he was serious.

"Now get out!"

"Cameron, you better not have your fingers in that cake", Elizabeth yelled from the kitchen.

Ignoring his mother's warning, he dipped his little finger into the chocolate icing scooping up a big glob and discreetly placed it into his mouth

Hearing the delightful sequels from his younger sibling who was watching him contently from a place on the couch, Cameron glared in the toddler's direction

"I told you to be quiet"

Checking once again to make sure that his mother was still in the kitchen, he reached for the cake again. Swirling his little finger along the side of the cake, gathering along big glob, he went to put it in his mouth only to be cut short by his mother's voice.

"Cameron Morgan, you better keep your fingers out of that cake"

Taking a napkin to wipe off his fingers, taking the big glob of chocolate icing he was about to put in his mouth

"But mommy", he whined

"You touch that cake again and you can forget about actually having a piece. I told you we're waiting for Daddy to get home"

"Fine", he pouted, as he climbed up onto the couch next to his younger sibling who was having a fit of giggles

Sitting next to her children on the couch, she smoothes out the baby's fluff of blonde hair, "Alright so when Daddy comes through the door we'll…"

Cut off by the sound of the front door opening and Jason entering with soaking wet hair, tossing his coat on his desk, he looks up in time to see Cameron racing towards him

"Daddy!"

Scooping his son up into his arms, "Whoa"

"Happy Birthday Daddy!"

Kissing the top of his curls, "Thanks buddy"

Making his way over to the couch to join the rest of his family, he bent over to capture his wife's lips in a kiss that made him long for more and kissed the top of his other child's head before he nestled next to them with Cameron in his lap.

"So what do we have here?" he says as his eyes fix on the chocolate cake that had little handprints and missing icing in places.

"We were waiting for you to get home so we could have some cake, but someone was growing impatient"

Looking down at his son in his arms, "Oh yea, you couldn't wait for me huh?"

"You were taking forever Daddy. I couldn't help myself" he whined as he buried his face into his father's shoulder.

Sharing a knowing smirk with his wife, as he rubbed his son's back, "how about we cut the cake then?"

Two baths and four stories later after a very messy throw down with one chocolate cake, they finally had their children settled into bed. Lean back against the headboard of the bed, Jason admired the hand made birthday card his son had made for him.

The clearing of a throat pulled him away from the card to become absolutely shell shocked by his wife clad in a deep red teddy with her long chocolate curls flowing down her back.

"You didn't think that was all you were going to get for your birthday now did you?" she purred as so slowly made her way over to the edge of their bed.

Climbing up on the bed on all fours she slowly made her way over to him, smooth and sexy like the sex kitten she was, allowing him to brace himself for the full night of love making that he knew was to come.

Straddling his lap she trail kisses up his neck as he slowly caressed her thighs and moving his hands around to cup her ass. Pulling his hands away from her she shakes her head as she pushes his arms back towards his side, whispering in his ear, "just let me take care of you"

Taking his earlobe in her mouth and she rubbed herself against his ever growing shaft, causing him to buck his hips against her

Trailing kiss across his neck and down his chest, she reaches her desired location. Looking up to him with her hooded dark blue eyes, she gives him one of her saucy smirks, after whispering, "You know what I need"

Quickly lifting up his hips so he could discard his boxers, she plants herself between his legs, taking his thick cock into her hands as she starts to stroke him in a mind numbing pace.

Dropping her head, taking him into her mouth in one smooth fluid motion, moaning as the tip of his cum soaked cock hits the back of her throat. The vibration of her moans eliciting a primal instinct in him causing him to grab the back of her head and thrust his hips forward, causing her to slightly gag.

Pulling him out of her mouth only to have the tip still between her lips, she takes her tongue and starts making swirling movements around the head, varying between licking and sucking, before re-taking him completely into her mouth.

Feeling him wrap his fingers around her chocolate curls, she relaxes her throat allowing him to take control and fuck her mouth. Increasing the pace in and out of her mouth, she reaches out to fondle his balls

"Oh fuck…yea…just like that"

Feelings the tightening in his ball he pulls out of her mouth, flipping her over on to her stomach and rips her panties off. Grabbing her hips, forcing her on all fours he drives his wet cock into her waiting tight pussy, filling her up and causing her to cry out from his forceful invasion.

Not giving her enough time to adjust to his thick girth, he starts to move in and out of her at a hard fast pace, loving the feel of his balls slapping against her as he rubbed his hand up and down her back.

"Fuck me Jason….fuck me hard"

Never being one to refuse her, he grips her hips tightly as he picks up the pace. Once again feeling that tightness in his balls, he reaches around to strum her clit, causing her to scream out in pleasure

"Oh God, oh God…don't stop. I'm so close" Finally, he releases a heavy load into her. Trying to catch their breath, he pulls out of her collapsing onto the bed, pulling her into his chest so she's facing him.

Gently stroking her cheek as she smiles at him with a blissful look on her face, he whispers

"I love you Elizabeth"

Stepping into the once smoked filled room, the usual crowd of off the clock dock workers lingering around the pool table and a few new PCPD cadets lurking about the room looking for their next conquest.

As he approached the bar he signaled to Coleman, who was in the middle of sweet talking a busty redhead.

A cold beer already in his hand as he approaches, but Jason waves it off. Lowering his voice and leaning forward, "Where is he?"

"Room two and he's not alone"

Making his way through the crowd and up the stairs to the familiar hallway in search of his old room.

Skipping formalities he kicked in the door, clearly breaking up a "moment"

Turning his stone cold glare towards the Commissioner's daughter, who's only clad in her lacey red bra and matching panties, "Get dressed and get out"

Not bother to reach for her clothes, she puts her hands on her hips, "You can't just…"

"Either shut up and get out now or I'll throw you out"

"Clearly, you're here about to do something illegal and I'm a witness, don't think I won't go to Mac"

Grabbing her by the arm he pushes her out the door and slams it in her face.

Noticing the rest of her clothes in a pile on the floor by the bed, he picks them up, opens the door and tosses them at her as she was posed to knock on the door.

Turning his attention to the man at hand, "We need to talk"

Sitting at the edge of the bed, obviously high off his ass, he glares his blood shot eyes at him, "We have nothing to discuss"

"I know what you were planning"

"Planning? Planning what"

"With Sam. Did you think you'd get away with it?"

"I don't know what you're talking about" he said stumbling slightly as he got to his feet.

Narrowing his eyes, "I know in your drug induced state it's hard for you to grasp things, but listen to me carefully. You come after me again and I will finish you"

"Is that a threat? Are you trying to threaten an officer of the law?"

"I don't make threats and I don't see any cop here. All I see is a drug addict who can't keep it in his pants long enough to be faithful to the woman he supposedly cares about."

"What do you know about caring about anyone? All you do is kill people for a living"

"I'm only warning you once Lucky. You go anywhere near Elizabeth and her children you won't walk away from it"

"You can't keep me away from Elizabeth. She's carrying my child"

Looking into his glazed over eyes, he knew that despite all the scheming and deceiving he had done with Sam, she clearly had left out of piece of information even to him.

Not bothering to soften the blow, "Your not the father Lucky, I am"

There was a short stretch of silence as Lucky, in his drugged up state, tried to make sense of only to be interrupted by a phone ringing. Seeing that the call was from Emily, he left not bothering to wait around for Lucky's crazed response that he knew was to come.

Leaving the room, bypassing a now fully clothed Maxie as he made his way down the back staircase to the alley.

"Morgan"

"Jason, you need to come to the hospital right now"

"Why? What's wrong?"

"It's Elizabeth. She's awake"

Hearing the ding of the elevator, he races off quickly in the direction of Elizabeth's room. Turning the corner he sees Emily standing outside of the room with her face in her hands.

Coming up besides her, gently placing his hand on her shoulder. Removing her hands, she lifts her tear stained face to meet his.

"I'm ok. I was just so worried about her and we didn't know anything for so long" she said as she wiped away at the tears streaming down her face.

"Where 's Elizabeth? Is she ok?

"Yea, Patrick is in with her now, checking her out"

Letting out a sign of relief. For too long they didn't know when Elizabeth would wake. The waking made even more difficult by the inability of her doctors to be able to explain

Patrick exiting the room, closed it softly behind himself. "So far everything looks good. I'm going to go call her grandmother. Please keep to one visitor at a time for now"

Nudging her brother, she signals to him to go in before her. Clearly, recognizing that he was wound up too tight to wait another minute before seeing her.

Entering her room, the sight of her taking his breath away. The color that seemed to fade from her cheeks had returned and her long chocolate tresses were spread across her pillow as she rubbed her ever-growing belly that cradled their child.

Feeling a change in the room, she looked up from her menstruations; a smile forming, one that he'd long to see graces her face.

"Jason!"

Looking into her dark blue orbits that he wished to see again, closing the distance between them, he gently takes her into his arms, being mindful of her IV and the child resting between them, he buried his face in her hair.

Breathing a sign of relief of her finally waking up, he whispers, "I knew you would come back to me"

Wrapping her arms around his neck, losing herself in his scent, "Always", she whispers back

Pulling out of their embrace, he takes a seat in the stool at her best side, taking one of her hands into his, placing soft kisses on it.

"I wanted to be with you when you woke up"

"You're here now. That's all that matters"

"How are you feelings?"

Leaning back against the pillow she lets out a long shaky breath, "Well Patrick said that physically I'm fine. The accident is still kind of fuzzy to me. Kelly is going to come in later to check on the baby, but from the last check up the baby was fine. But I feel like I've missed so much time. I miss Cameron so much; I don't know how he's doing through all of this. He's still so little"

"I—I went to him"

"You did?"

"When I came to see you before I told you I'd check on him, make sure he was safe. He misses you"

"I miss him too. I can't wait to get out of here"

Rubbing his thumb across the back of her hand, simply enjoying being in her present with her awake and not having to talk to a still lifeless form of his Elizabeth.

"What do you remember about the accident?"

"It's still kind of fuzzy. I remember being on the road and going to see you, but not why exactly. There must have been black ice on the road and my car must have slide off because of it"

"Epiphany said you left your shift early saying you had a family emergency"

Scrunching her face in confusion, as she tried to search her memory for the answers, before it hit her. "The file!"

Furrowing his brow, "What file?"

"Sam's file. I saw her hospital records and…"

Seeing her debating whether or not she should tell him what she remembered, he decided to take the choice out of her hands, "I know Elizabeth. I know I wasn't the father of Sam's baby"

"You know?"

"I found out the truth after your accident"

"Did Lucky know?"

Nodding his head in conformation, she grasp his hand tighter, "I'm so sorry Jason"

"Hey…you have nothing to apologize for. Sam and Lucky, they chose to do what they did. I'm just sorry it cost us time together"

"Together?"

Entwining his fingers with hers, "I don't want to waste anymore time. Time we could be spending together; you, me, Cameron and soon this baby" he states with conviction as his hand covered her swollen stomach.

"I want to be with you Elizabeth, if you'll still have me"