Title: Don't Give Up
Circa: 2006
Significant Change: Story plot takes the place of the pregnancy storyline.
Disclaim everything recognizable as thought up by those behind the soap opera known as General Hospital.

Waking up early in the morning, Elizabeth walks downstairs to find her grandmother already up and making breakfast. With a slight smile, she walks over to her and kisses her cheek before pouring herself a cup of coffee.

"Thanks for staying over last night, Gram." Elizabeth says gratefully, watching as her Gram turns to her with a smile on her face. "You have no idea how much this means to me."

"You don't have to thank me." Audrey shakes her head. "Its not like you had to twist my arm to stay. I love spending time with the both of you."

"I know and we love spending time with you, too." Elizabeth takes a deep breath before setting down the cup. "Are you sure you can watch Cam until I get back?"

"Do I look unsure?" Audrey counters, eyeing her intently. "You go handle what you need to handle. We'll be fine here."

"Okay." Elizabeth smiles slightly before finishing her cup of coffee. "I shouldn't take too long. I just have to go sign the paperwork to start my leave."

"You know, I'm really glad you're taking some time for yourself." Audrey says wholeheartedly. "You've just been running yourself thin ever since your divorce with Lucky. No one can blame you for taking time to take care of yourself."

"I'm gonna go now." Elizabeth hugs her Gram. "Thanks, again, Gram. I honestly don't know where I'd be without you."

"Same here."

Putting her cup in the sink, Elizabeth makes her way to her front door, slipping into her coat and grabbing her purse before heading out of the house. She had thought about calling a cab, but then thought better of it and decided to just walk to the hospital. She could use the exercise and the fresh air.

While she's walking through town to get to the hospital, Jason's getting ready in his penthouse, sliding his gun into place and securing his jacket around him before grabbing his keys. He didn't want to, but he had work to do and it was pointless to hand off his assignments just because he didn't feel like it. His men have enough on their plates, he had to pick up some of the slack.

Making his way out of his penthouse, Jason runs right into Sam, who had been about to knock on his door. For a moment they just stare at each other, unable to think of anything to say, until Sam breaks the silence by asking if he was leaving. Both knew it was a stupid question, but she couldn't think of anything better to say.

"Yeah." Jason says, shutting the door behind him. "I have to get to work."

"Jason..." Sam stops him from getting on the elevator. "I know that things between us are rocky, but we can't keep going on like this. We're bound to see each other around, I'd like it if we could at least be civil, if not friendly."

"I can't do this." Jason moves her hand from his arm. "We both made choices, Sam...I can't see us being anything than what we are right now."

"You can't mean that." Sam looks at him almost pleadingly. "After everything we've been through together, it can't just end like this."

"I'm sorry." Jason sighs, hitting the button for the lobby. "Goodbye, Sam."

Soon the doors close, with a little help from Jason pressing the 'close doors' button, sending Jason on a ride down to the lobby. The moment the doors open, Jason walks off the elevator and heads to his SUV, needing to get out of the building before Sam decides to come after him.

He just couldn't take seeing her, much less talking to her, at the moment. He hopes that will wear of and they can at least be in the same room without him running for the nearest exit, but he just couldn't see that happening any time soon.

Driving down the road, heading to work, Jason suddenly gets a strange feeling that he should check on Elizabeth. Confused by the sudden need, Jason decides to go to the hospital to check on her, if only to give him peace of mind before he heads to work.

He was taking the turn that would put him on the direct path the hospital when his attention was pulled to the side of the road, unsure of what made him look that way, but slamming his breaks when his eyes focus on a body laying on the sidewalk. Focusing his eyes, Jason couldn't believe his eyes. It was Elizabeth.

Rushing to her side, he tries to get her to open her eyes, to look at him or talk to him, but she simply lays limp in his arms. Picking her up from the ground, Jason rushes her into the car, securing the seat belt around her before rushing to his side and hopping in. Putting the petal to the metal, he speeds the rest of the way to the hospital, needing to get her some help.

Talking to her the whole way, Jason tells her that she's going to be okay, that he's getting her help and they'll make sure she's okay. He couldn't stop talking to her, knowing that the sound of his heart beating a million miles in his chest would only prove to freak him out even more because it would remind him of just how scared he was at that moment. And, like everyone that knows him knows, he doesn't do well with be afraid.

"Help!" Jason shouts into the emergency room once he gets her through the door. "Someone help me! She needs help!"

"Get her on the gurney." Epiphany instructs him, starting to examine Elizabeth. "What happened to her?"

"I don't know. I found her on the side of the road." Jason leaves her to the medical professionals. "She was just laying there unconscious. I tried to get her to open her eyes, but she didn't respond to anything I said."

"Get her into an examination room and call Dr. Drake, tell him that Elizabeth Webber is in the ER and he needs to get down here immediately." Epiphany orders one of the ER nurses.

"Is she going to be okay?" Jason asks her, watching as Elizabeth is wheeled away.

"I'll let you know when I know." Epiphany says simply, pointing at the waiting area. "Until then, you wait there."

Taking the order to heart, Jason makes his way over to the waiting area, pacing the ground there as he waits for word on Elizabeth. That sinking feeling he had felt, the last time he had seen her, was starting to sink even lower. He needs to figure out what's wrong with her and needs to figure it out fast before its too late.

"Jason." Robin calls to him, walking over to him. "Where did you find her?"

"Not that far from here." Jason concedes, looking at her seriously. "What's wrong with her, Robin?"

"I can't tell you that." Robin says apologetically. "I'm sorry."

"What can you tell me?" Jason counters, looking at her almost pleadingly. "Please, I need to know what's going on."

"All I can say is that Patrick's a great doctor and he's doing his best to make sure she's okay." Robin knew he hates not having answers, but she had no right giving them to him. "I'll have a nurse call you when you can go in and see her, okay?"

"Yeah, okay."

Jason watches her walk away, realizing something that Robin probably didn't mean to divulge to him. If he plans on helping Elizabeth, he needed answers, answers that only one person can give to him. Well, only one person that he can force the information out of. Patrick.