Together: Fooled
Hey Guys! Okay, I know. Its been a while. But what can I say? If you want to know why I've been gone then go read the author's note for Frozen. I really don't want to go over it again. I'm lazy, what can I say? Well, I can say one thing. Lets see, what else do you all need to know. Not a whole lot I guess. Okay, I'll shut up (I bet you all wish I came with a on/off switch! I know my parents do sometimes...). Keep reading, but I warn you, it may be short. But think of it this way, at least you're getting a update!
Oh, and I realize that all my fics are getting slower with the updates. But please, if I start taking more than lets say 3 or 4 days to get something up (I think I'm up to that here...LOL) then feel free to im or email me to tell me to get a move on. Or if you ever have any questions. Eithers fine. Sometimes I just drag my ass. Its a sad thing. But true. So feel free to kick me in it so I'll get going.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Pier 32
Jason and Sonny got out of the car slowly. They were on time, not too early, not too late. Whoever it was that had called wasn't there yet though. So, they would wait.
"The area is secure." Jason said as one of the men came to report to him.
"Good." Sonny answered back easily. What was there to say? He knew that he couldn't hold Jason back when these men got there. There was no way. And he really didn't even feel the need to try.
"Whoever these guys are, they're mine to deal with. No one else gets rid of them." Jason told him. He was reading Sonny's thoughts in a way that he had done for years. When it came to buisness half the time it seemed like they shared a brain. Which is partly what made them so strong in the buisness. Half the time Sonny didn't even need to give an order. Jason would just come to check in and tell Sonny that he was one step ahead of him and that the problem was taken care of.
"I know." Sonny assured him with a clap on the back.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Hardy House
Elizabeth knocked on her grandmother's door. They had set up a day to eat dinner together. No others around. Just her and her Gram. And the baby now though. With the exception of Francis outside the door there was no one else around. "Gram?"
No one answered. The lights were on though. So that meant that her grandmother had just not heard her. She knocked again, a little louder than the first time. Still, her Gram didn't show. And as much as she would love to use the "Old lady with hearing problems" excuse she knew that her Gram had ears like a bat. There was no point muttering something under your breath in Audrey Hardy's house. She'll hear you everytime.
Elizabeth was getting worried. * So much for being polite! * Elizabeth thought as she went to the hiding place of the spare key. She opened up the loose floor board of the porch and grabbed the key. Francis looked over at her from the car where he had been taking his cell phone call.
"Mrs Morgan? Is everything okay?" He asked slightly concerned. He liked Mrs Hardy. She was a lot like Elizabeth. Always ready to bring him out something to eat or drink. The only ever time he had something like that happen is when he would guard Jason and Elizabeth together. Jason would usually drag Francis inside and let him sit at the bar of whatever resteraunt they were at. Or if Jason was alone and had caught him guarding him then he would just have him come along as a friend. But luckily for his job Jason didn't catch him much anymore. At least not that he mentioned.
"Yeah. I'm just trying to get my Gram to let me in. I guess she doesn't hear me." Elizabeth said lamely. She twisted the key into the lock and opened the door. "Gram?"
Francis started to cross the yard to get to the house. He didn't want Mrs Morgan going in alone.
"Gram? I let myself in. I hope you don't mind." Elizabeth called. She didn't see any sign of her grandmother in the living room so she decided to check the kitchen.
The oven was on and cooking what appeared to be some kind of meat. And it looked like someone had just been in there. Plates were out and bowls where already filled with there dinner.
"Mrs Morgan? I'll go look upstairs." Francis called from the living room. He was familiar with the Hardy house. More so than the other guards. He knew that Mrs Hardy's room was upstairs. It was entirely possible that Elizabeth's grandmother could have gone upstairs to lay down. And she could have simply fallen asleep.
"Okay Francis." Elizabeth called back. She could hear him moving up the stairs. She went around to the other side of the table. Elizabeth felt all the air rush out of her lungs.
Her grandmother was lying on the floor. There was a little bit of blood around her head. As though she had a big cut somewhere on her head.
Before Elizabeth could react someone grabbed her from behind.
"Hello again Mrs Morgan!" Greeted a semi-familiar voice. It took her a second to place it. She was being held by the same man that had grabbed her in the penthouse.
"So sorry to have to trouble you again. Escepically after the first time was for nothing really. My bosses never had any intention of showing up. We just needed Mr Corinthos and your darling husband out of the way." The man said. He still had the same condesending voice. It was still laced with honey. As though he were a telemarketer trying to get her to buy something and was being persistant.
His hand was over her mouth and it prevented her for screaming for Francis. But the house wasn't that big. He would be done with the upstairs soon. He had to be.
She noticed that he man had something in his hand. She could see it somewhat from her posititon.
A syringe.
Elizabeth thought to her baby immediately. Whatever that was could kill her child. Since he had made such a point to congratulate her and Jason on the baby last time it was the most logical explaination. Elizabeth started to struggle in his arms. Hoping to wiggle out of his grasp.
"Oh no. I was hoping you would just sit still. But thats okay. It doesn't really matter. She felt a soft cloth that smelled funny being pressed to her nose. She tried to hold her breath but after a minute it was no use. She inhaled sharply and started to feel a little woozy within seconds. Slowly she felt herself fall to the ground.
And it all went black.
Hehe. I am just so mean these days. First I leave a major cliffhanger in each of my fics. Then I take forever to update it. LOL. I bet you're all mad. I was being nice by giving you those happy chapters. When I wrote Shot in an Alley it was my first ever fic. Not just fanfic. First thing I wrote. So I was really feeling my way through it. I went the easier route and did something (shooting Jason) that I could at least understand enough to write. Then by the time I got to another fic of mine, Frozen, I was getting okay enough that I knew what I was doing. I made Frozen into a emotional, break down type story. So I've done the physical aspect, and the emotional. For this fic. You're getting both. All rolled into story.
Yeah, yeah, yeah. I know. I'm bad. I suck.
But you gotta admit, I'm damn good at making you all care enough about the story to think that!
REVIEW!! PLEASE!
Hey Guys! Okay, I know. Its been a while. But what can I say? If you want to know why I've been gone then go read the author's note for Frozen. I really don't want to go over it again. I'm lazy, what can I say? Well, I can say one thing. Lets see, what else do you all need to know. Not a whole lot I guess. Okay, I'll shut up (I bet you all wish I came with a on/off switch! I know my parents do sometimes...). Keep reading, but I warn you, it may be short. But think of it this way, at least you're getting a update!
Oh, and I realize that all my fics are getting slower with the updates. But please, if I start taking more than lets say 3 or 4 days to get something up (I think I'm up to that here...LOL) then feel free to im or email me to tell me to get a move on. Or if you ever have any questions. Eithers fine. Sometimes I just drag my ass. Its a sad thing. But true. So feel free to kick me in it so I'll get going.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Pier 32
Jason and Sonny got out of the car slowly. They were on time, not too early, not too late. Whoever it was that had called wasn't there yet though. So, they would wait.
"The area is secure." Jason said as one of the men came to report to him.
"Good." Sonny answered back easily. What was there to say? He knew that he couldn't hold Jason back when these men got there. There was no way. And he really didn't even feel the need to try.
"Whoever these guys are, they're mine to deal with. No one else gets rid of them." Jason told him. He was reading Sonny's thoughts in a way that he had done for years. When it came to buisness half the time it seemed like they shared a brain. Which is partly what made them so strong in the buisness. Half the time Sonny didn't even need to give an order. Jason would just come to check in and tell Sonny that he was one step ahead of him and that the problem was taken care of.
"I know." Sonny assured him with a clap on the back.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Hardy House
Elizabeth knocked on her grandmother's door. They had set up a day to eat dinner together. No others around. Just her and her Gram. And the baby now though. With the exception of Francis outside the door there was no one else around. "Gram?"
No one answered. The lights were on though. So that meant that her grandmother had just not heard her. She knocked again, a little louder than the first time. Still, her Gram didn't show. And as much as she would love to use the "Old lady with hearing problems" excuse she knew that her Gram had ears like a bat. There was no point muttering something under your breath in Audrey Hardy's house. She'll hear you everytime.
Elizabeth was getting worried. * So much for being polite! * Elizabeth thought as she went to the hiding place of the spare key. She opened up the loose floor board of the porch and grabbed the key. Francis looked over at her from the car where he had been taking his cell phone call.
"Mrs Morgan? Is everything okay?" He asked slightly concerned. He liked Mrs Hardy. She was a lot like Elizabeth. Always ready to bring him out something to eat or drink. The only ever time he had something like that happen is when he would guard Jason and Elizabeth together. Jason would usually drag Francis inside and let him sit at the bar of whatever resteraunt they were at. Or if Jason was alone and had caught him guarding him then he would just have him come along as a friend. But luckily for his job Jason didn't catch him much anymore. At least not that he mentioned.
"Yeah. I'm just trying to get my Gram to let me in. I guess she doesn't hear me." Elizabeth said lamely. She twisted the key into the lock and opened the door. "Gram?"
Francis started to cross the yard to get to the house. He didn't want Mrs Morgan going in alone.
"Gram? I let myself in. I hope you don't mind." Elizabeth called. She didn't see any sign of her grandmother in the living room so she decided to check the kitchen.
The oven was on and cooking what appeared to be some kind of meat. And it looked like someone had just been in there. Plates were out and bowls where already filled with there dinner.
"Mrs Morgan? I'll go look upstairs." Francis called from the living room. He was familiar with the Hardy house. More so than the other guards. He knew that Mrs Hardy's room was upstairs. It was entirely possible that Elizabeth's grandmother could have gone upstairs to lay down. And she could have simply fallen asleep.
"Okay Francis." Elizabeth called back. She could hear him moving up the stairs. She went around to the other side of the table. Elizabeth felt all the air rush out of her lungs.
Her grandmother was lying on the floor. There was a little bit of blood around her head. As though she had a big cut somewhere on her head.
Before Elizabeth could react someone grabbed her from behind.
"Hello again Mrs Morgan!" Greeted a semi-familiar voice. It took her a second to place it. She was being held by the same man that had grabbed her in the penthouse.
"So sorry to have to trouble you again. Escepically after the first time was for nothing really. My bosses never had any intention of showing up. We just needed Mr Corinthos and your darling husband out of the way." The man said. He still had the same condesending voice. It was still laced with honey. As though he were a telemarketer trying to get her to buy something and was being persistant.
His hand was over her mouth and it prevented her for screaming for Francis. But the house wasn't that big. He would be done with the upstairs soon. He had to be.
She noticed that he man had something in his hand. She could see it somewhat from her posititon.
A syringe.
Elizabeth thought to her baby immediately. Whatever that was could kill her child. Since he had made such a point to congratulate her and Jason on the baby last time it was the most logical explaination. Elizabeth started to struggle in his arms. Hoping to wiggle out of his grasp.
"Oh no. I was hoping you would just sit still. But thats okay. It doesn't really matter. She felt a soft cloth that smelled funny being pressed to her nose. She tried to hold her breath but after a minute it was no use. She inhaled sharply and started to feel a little woozy within seconds. Slowly she felt herself fall to the ground.
And it all went black.
Hehe. I am just so mean these days. First I leave a major cliffhanger in each of my fics. Then I take forever to update it. LOL. I bet you're all mad. I was being nice by giving you those happy chapters. When I wrote Shot in an Alley it was my first ever fic. Not just fanfic. First thing I wrote. So I was really feeling my way through it. I went the easier route and did something (shooting Jason) that I could at least understand enough to write. Then by the time I got to another fic of mine, Frozen, I was getting okay enough that I knew what I was doing. I made Frozen into a emotional, break down type story. So I've done the physical aspect, and the emotional. For this fic. You're getting both. All rolled into story.
Yeah, yeah, yeah. I know. I'm bad. I suck.
But you gotta admit, I'm damn good at making you all care enough about the story to think that!
REVIEW!! PLEASE!
