A/N – Thanks for the comments! Enjoyed reading them and glad you guys like this story. I think it's one of my favs. Yeah, Liz is a little frustrating right now. Jason will have his moments too. * Dreamlover – Piph didn't realize that Liason was a possibility when she pushed Liz to accept the date. * arcoiris0502 – I'll give some thought about Tristan.

Chapter 11

Jason pulled into the parking lot at Flames and went inside.

"Hey stranger," Coleman said with a smile.

"Hey."

"Beer?"

Jason nodded. Coleman retrieved it and Jason looked around. There were lots of people on the dance floor and while it wasn't full, he could tell that Johnny had to be making some money.

"Here you go."

Jason threw some cash on the bar and took a long swig. After a few minutes, Coleman placed another one in front of him and a woman slipped next to him.

"Hello."

He looked over at her. She was pretty, but also very young. "Hi."

"I'm Allison."

"Jason."

"You have beautiful eyes," she said unable to look away.

"Thanks."

Vicky was at the other end of the bar and rolled her eyes and walked over to them. "Jason, I've been looking all over for you." She kissed him on the cheek, surprising him.

The other girl sighed. "Are you two together?"

"Yes, so you can go away now."

The girl took off and Jason looked at her thankfully. "I owe you one."

She sat down. "I'm surprised to see you here."

"Rough night."

"I see. You okay?"

"I don't know."

Vicky always got along with Jason, but they weren't close at all. "Come on." She held out her hand and Jason gave her a look, but took it and she led them over to a quieter VIP area. "You can hide out here."

"Thanks."

"I'm a great listener."

"I always thought you were a talker."

She smirked. "I'm very good at that and buying, but I can listen too. Whatever you say will stay between us. So, is it woman problems?"

"Maybe."

"That's a step up. I was starting to think you were gay."

Jason frowned. "Why?"

"Because you rarely even pay attention when some girl is shoving herself in your face and have you even been on a date in the last ten years?"

"It wasn't important."

"Sex isn't important?"

Jason shrugged. He wasn't going to discuss his sex life with Sonny's daughter.

"Are you going to the gala on Saturday?"

"Yes, are you?"

"Probably, but I just broke up with my boyfriend a couple of weeks ago. Why don't we go together? I don't want any drama and if I'm with you, then I don't need a guard following me around. You can make whoever this other chick is jealous. I promise there will be nothing physical—just friends."

Jason sighed. "I don't know. Your father would have a fit and you're really too young for me."

"Oh please, age is nothing but a number. Besides, it's not like we'd be a real couple. I think my father would be happy to know that I'm safe."

"I'll get back to you."

"Fair enough. I'll leave you to your smoldering."

Jason watched her walk away. She definitely could be a handful and there was no way he'd ever go there. Deciding he had enough, he got up and went to his car and that is when Luke walked up to him.

"You look like shit," Jason said.

"I know you had something to do with it."

Jason sighed. "Luke, I didn't know anything about it and I'm tired, so back off."

A few men moved towards them.

"What's this about?" Jason said looking around. They were about his size, but he was sure he could take them if necessary.

"Maybe you need to feel the same pain I did," Luke sneered.

"If you choose to go down this road, you need to kill me because I will never stop until you're dead." Jason's eyes were lethal, but Luke stared him down.

Vicky had watched from the doorway and called her dad.

The two men moved a little closer.

"I don't want to hurt you, but I will."

The men stopped in their tracks. Luke hadn't told them it was Jason they were going after and they really didn't want his kind of trouble.

"This is your last warning Luke, back off or die."

A car screeched into the parking lot and stopped a few feet away. Sonny, Max, Milo, and Paulie jumped out.

"Luke, what the hell is going on?" Sonny asked.

"This is between me and Jason."

"The hell it is."

"Luke thinks I had him beat up when I didn't," Jason said.

"Liar!" Luke yelled.

"After what you did to my son, the only reason you aren't already dead is because of Sonny. But you know what, all bets are off. You get in my face and accuse me of shit when I haven't bothered you since Jake has been gone. Fuck you Luke. Sleep with one eye open because now, I'm coming for you." Jason was livid.

"Jason, calm down."

"Fuck you Sonny," Jason yelled shocking everyone. "If he had run over Michael, you would have already had me pull the trigger on that drunken asshole. First it was Ric, then Luke—I'm done. I don't give a shit what you owe him. No one steps up to me and threatens me like this."

Sonny looked at Luke. "If I were you, I'd leave."

Luke swallowed hard. "If he comes after me again, I'll make sure he goes to jail for it."

Jason growled and Max and Paulie had to hold him back.

Luke wobbled a little, clearly shaken by Jason's anger, and the two men with him helped him to his car.

Jason was extremely pissed off. "I'm sick of this shit. How many times did you let Ric get away with hurting your family?"

"He's is my family."

"Oh really? Because from where I'm standing, blood doesn't mean shit if someone makes your wife think that he raped her and kidnaps her with the intent of taking your child. He should have been dead just on principle and Luke should have been fucking buried alive for driving drunk and killing my son. It makes us look weak. Don't you even get that? No wonder we're targets all the time. If we struck down these assholes from day one, people wouldn't be trying to destroy us left and right."

"Jason….."

"I need to get out of here," he said before getting into his truck and taking off.

Sonny closed his eyes.

Max basically agreed with Jason. Sometimes, both men were too soft. Luke and his stupid ass should have been put down years ago.

"Let's go," Sonny said before slipping into the backseat. He wondered why Jason was losing it. Luke was being an ass, but he thought killing him was extreme. "Keep an eye on Jason," he said looking over at Paulie.

"Okay Boss."

Max pulled off. This was not going to end well.

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Lucky rushed into his dad's house. "Dad!"

Luke came out of the bathroom and walked into the living room. "Hold your horses." He carefully sat down on the couch.

"Have you lost your mind?"

"My mind is like a steel trap. What is your problem?"

"Did you go after Jason tonight?"

"What's it to you?"

Lucky cursed under his breath. "You are bating a hit man." One of the men Luke hired had called Lucky out of concern for his father's health.

"He won't touch me. Sonny won't let him."

"I wouldn't be so sure of it. From what I heard, Jason told you to sleep with one eye open."

"He was being dramatic."

Lucky gave him a look. "Since when is Jason Morgan dramatic?"

Luke smirked. "You do have a point there. Look, I'm protected. You came all the way over here for nothing."

"Dad, back off. You killed his son. You're lucky you're still breathing."

"If you're done making me feel like shit, you can leave now."

"Fine. You're on your own."

After watching him leave in a huff, Luke went upstairs and got into bed. Two hours later, he was pinned down with a forearm across his throat. He struggled against it for a few moments

"I should fucking end you right now, but I want you to fear me. I want you to have nightmares about me torturing you until you scream."

Luke whimpered.

"You'll never see me coming. It could be tomorrow, next month—next year. Just know it will hurt like hell. I should have killed you the second I found out that you mowed down my child. I've felt guilty over it for years, but no more. From here on out, I am going to enjoy mentally breaking you down." He shoved the man into the mattress. "There will be no place to run because I will find you. And when the pain is unbearable, I want you to think about my son, lying on the ground with blood flowing from his head. You did that you drunk son of a bitch and there will be blood flowing from yours very soon." With that Jason pushed back as his chest heaved and he disappeared into the darkness of the room.

Luke silently cried knowing that his days on this earth were numbered.

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John called Ben when he got off the phone with his tech person.

"What's up?" Ben asked as he walked into the bathroom so he didn't wake up Abbie.

"Jason and Luke got into it about the accident tonight."

"Really?" Ben said rubbing his eyes. "Why?"

"Luke still thinks that he's responsible for the beat down."

"Go on."

John cued the recording. "Listen to this."

Ben was quiet as he listened and once the audio was finished he sighed. While he was impressed at Jason's ferocity, he had waited a long time to end the other man. "Luke is mine."

"Let Jason fuck with him a little. It won't hurt. In fact, he'll be getting it from both sides so it's a good thing. I don't think he'll do anything right away."

"Let's hope not. What about the man who attacked Abbie?"

"Dead. Johnny handled it. Apparently, another organization was making a move on her dad's business. Go back to bed. We'll discuss it in the morning."

Ben ended the call and looked in the mirror, hopefully, Jason wouldn't get in his way.

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Jason was a mess. Luke's stupidity had triggered a rage in him that he had pushed down for a long time. He pulled over to the side of the road and stopped his truck before he got in an accident. After a minute, some lights shined into his back window, but his eyes were closed and he didn't see them.

Vicky got out of her car and ran up to the driver's door. "Jason, open this door right now."

She had seen him fly by the club as she was leaving. He had almost crashing his SUV, so she gave chase. After a long moment, he looked over at her and she gasped when she saw the fury in his eyes. She heard the lock click and she flung the door open. "Talk to me."

"I have to go."

"No! You are not driving. Come on, I'll take you home or wherever you want to go."

"I want a drink."

"Okay."

He got out of the car and she put her arm around his waist and led him to hers. When he was safely ensconced inside, she locked his SUV and then headed to a dive bar she knew about. Jason didn't say a word the whole time. When they finally arrived, he barely waited until the car had stopped before he got out and strode inside. She scrambled to keep up with him, wondering if she should call Max or her dad.

They moved into the bar and Jason asked for a bottle of whisky. The bartender knew who he was and handed it to him with two shot glasses and they found a table. Jason poured and then slammed one back and Vicky slowly gulped the other one as the dark liquid burned her throat.

She watched him drink almost half the bottle before she said something. "Jason, this isn't going to solve anything."

"You don't have to babysit me Vicky. I'm fine."

"No you're not."

Jason's eyes were barely open as he drank shot after shot. Finally, they shut as he savored the numbness it brought.

"I'm going to take you home."

"Just leave me here. No one will care."

"I will care. I'm not going to leave you. Those bitches over there are looking at you like you're a buffet."

That made him grin. It just sounded so funny to him. He put his head down on the table and Vicky pushed his hair out of his eyes. Jason's breathing settled and he whispered, "Elizabeth, don't leave me."

Vicky frowned and took her phone out and called Max. "Who's Elizabeth?"

"Who's asking?"

"Jason just muttered her name. Wait? Elizabeth in Jake's mom Elizabeth?" Vicky didn't think she was around anymore. "Look, he's in a bad way. I'm at the dive bar on the other side of town. I'm going to need some help."

Max sighed. "I'll be right there." He ended the call and then took a deep breath and called Spinelli. "I need Elizabeth Webber's number."

Spinelli was curious as to why, but right now Ellie was kissing his neck and he couldn't focus. "Hold on." He opened his laptop and as quick as he could, he did a query and then rattled off the number so he could ravish his girl.

Max dialed and waited.

"Hello?" Elizabeth asked. She had just fallen asleep.

"Elizabeth, it's Max."

She sat up fast, fully awake, as she began to panic. "What happened? Is he okay?"

"No. I'm going to pick him up. He's at some dive bar with Vicky Scott."

Liz frowned. "Vicky?"

"I don't think he would go there. He's hurting. Will you come with me?"

"I just have to get dressed."

"I'll be there in five." He was aware that she was back in town and where she was staying.

She quietly got up and threw on some clothes, trying not to wake up Aidan and then she sent a text to his phone and Patrick's saying she had to run out. She had just cleared the porch when Max pulled up.

Max watched her get in. She looked scared. "I know you want to know what set him off, I'm not sure I want to say everything, but it involved Luke Spencer."

Liz groaned. "So it's about Jake."

"Yeah."

They drove the rest of the way in silence and then Max pulled into the parking lot and they went inside. There were several girls fawning all over him as Vicky rolled her eyes. She wasn't planning on letting them have their way with him, but the sluts were relentless. Jason was barely able to focus let alone carry on a conversation. When one of them sat on his lap and passionately kissed him, she jumped up and then Elizabeth growled and ran towards them. "Get your hands off my husband you skank."

The girl gasped and looked at Elizabeth. "I saw him first."

"Did I not just say he's my husband?"

Her friend got in Liz's face. "Back off bitch."

"Don't yell at my Lizbeth," Jason said.

Max yanked the girl off Jason's lap.

Vicky stood beside Elizabeth. "If you touch her, you'll have to go through me."

"And who are you?"

"Vicky Scott Corinthos. Perhaps you've heard of my father, Sonny Corinthos."

A couple of other guys, knowing that picking a fight with her would end badly, grabbed the girls and pulled them away.

Liz gently touched Jason's face. "Hey, are you okay?"

"Hi wife. Wa—when did we get married?"

She grinned. It had been a very long time since she saw Jason in this condition. "We didn't."

His dazed expression highlighted his confusion.

"Why did you get drunk Jason?"

His eyes were glassy as his face contorted. "Let him down."

"Who?"

"Jake. Luke got away—hate him."

"Killing Luke won't bring our son back and it won't make you feel any better. Come on, let's get you home."

"Okay wife."

Vicky and Max snickered. Max put his arm around Jason's waist and since Vicky was taller, she got on the other side. Liz got the car door open and Max got him inside.