Chapter 13

"Jason, please be careful." Elizabeth pleaded as Jason reached for the doorknob. "Let me get that."

He shook his head, "I'm fine. I'm not going to pop a stitch opening a door."

"You'd be surprised. I've seen you pop many stitches over the years." She said casting him a worrisome glance as they walked into the Penthouse. "Spinelli was here earlier. He said he was going to be over Maxi's if you need anything tonight. He is very sweet, he said we should have some time with the boys tonight."

Jason slowly walked over to the couch with Elizabeth walking behind him wanting to help but letting him have his freedom. He slowly crouched down and lowered himself to lounge back on the overstuffed couch.

Elizabeth slid onto the cushion next to him and tucked her feet under her. "Are you tired?"

"I'm fine." He sighed. "Stop worrying." His hand moved to brush along her cheek and came to rest on the back of the couch behind her.

Her eyes fluttered closed with his touch then opened again when she no longer felt it. "Lucky is going to be here with the boys soon."

"I'm glad I'll be here so that you don't have to explain everything to him alone."

"I am too." She said and leaned to rest her head on his wrist on the back of the couch. "This is all so surreal." Jason nodded and they sat together for a few minutes before Elizabeth jumped off the couch and retrieved her purse from the desk by the door. "Umm, I got you something."

"Me?"

Elizabeth rolled her eyes, "No, the guy next to you… yea you." She dug through her purse and pulled out a small bag. "I'm not sure if you want this and I will not be offended if you do not want to wear it… b-but I wanted you to have it, even if it sits in a drawer or a box somewhere." She pulled out a small white box and handed it to him.

He looked at her knowing what was in the box.

Elizabeth shrugged, "We never really discussed you wearing one, or if you even like something on your finger. I don't want you to wear it as a sign of possession or anything. I guess I'm just traditional like that, I thought you should have a ring whether you wear it or not. And like I said you don't have to wear it." She rambled as he pulled the thick band from the box. It was a simple band, but heavy. "I got a really durable one. Its tungsten and platinum… in case you do decide to wear it."

Jason smiled, "I never really thought about a ring… but I will wear it so I can think of you every time I look at it. And it fits." He added as he slid it on his left ring finger.

"I uh measured your finger before I left the hospital when you were sleeping last night." she admitted and he hooked his hand behind her head, pulling her into him. She cautiously gripped the back of the couch to keep from falling into him. He still had a large incision on his stomach that needed to heal. His lips found hers for a quick, whisper of a kiss. She pulled back but kept her face mere inches from his. "Jason, what happens tomorrow?"

He looked at her and waited for her to continue. He sensed her hesitation and knew there was more to the question.

"I mean Spinelli said the security system will be set along with whatever else they are doing so I assume I can take the boys home."

"Uh huh."

"What are you going to do?" she sighed. "I mean are you going to stay…" she trailed off.

"We're married." He whispered, sliding his hand up her arm and stopping to rest it on the side of her neck, his thumb brushing small circles on her smooth skin. She nodded, waiting for him to continue. "Do you want me to stay here? In normal circumstances husbands and wives live together, even though we didn't before… now it's a possibility."

"Jason, you know I want you to live with me and the boys… more then anything." She swallowed. "But you have lived here for a long time, would you want to move in with us?"

"Why, would you move in here if I asked you to instead?" he asked.

She raised her shoulders, "I'd live anywhere you want."

"I think the boys should have a yard, this is not exactly a fun place for kids to live. I don't even have a table, the pool table is where a table should be." His hand slid from her neck and he threaded his fingers through her hair. "I think the boys should have a house to live in… and now that I am able to, I WANT to live with my wife… and family." Tears formed in her eyes and a bright smile appeared on her face.

"Really?" she whispered. He nodded. "My house isn't that big. It could all fit on the first floor of this place."

"I we need more room we can add on."

She nodded her head and silently chuckled at the thought that he makes everything seem so easy. Closing the distance between them again, she kissed him. This time she did not keep it light. It was the first time they were completely alone with no chance of being walked in on since there was a guard outside the door and his hospital stay was finally over. She could feel him pulling her into him but she resisted, afraid she would hurt him. His tongue surged passed her lips to mate with hers. He persisted in pulling her onto him and she relented. Tossing a leg over his she straddled him but kept her weight back on his thighs rather leaning into his chest and putting any pressure that could cause him pain. She braced her hands on the back cushion on either side of his head. "Jason." She whispered so low that he barely heard as he peppered kisses along her jaw line. His hands pulled on her hips. "Jason, we…" she shivered when she felt his warm breath on her ear as he pulled her earlobe between his lips. "need to stop. You… need to… heal more first" she slowly stammered out.

"Uh uh." He growled into her ear as he pulled more firmly on her hips. He flinched in pain when she fell into his chest. Elizabeth quickly came back to reality, pulling herself back up.

"See, I hurt you."

Jason opened his mouth to say something but stopped when there was a commotion outside the door. They could hear the boys giggling and Elizabeth jumped off his lap. She quickly adjusted her clothes and smoothed her hand over her jeans. A knock came from the door before she could open it. She opened the door and Cameron came barreling in followed by Lucky holding Jake then Sam by his side.

"Mommy! Jason!" Cameron screeched and his arms clamped around Elizabeth's leg. "Mommy I was on top of a building and it was really high."

"You did?" Elizabeth excitedly asked.

"Uh huh and we rode in a carriage horse."

"A horse drawn carriage!" Elizabeth exclaimed. "Wow, that sounds like fun. Were you a good boy for daddy and Sam?" she asked as Jake looked at her with outstretched arms. Lucky handed him off to Elizabeth and Jake rested his head on her shoulder. "Jake is exhausted." She rubbed he hand on his back.

"He slept most of the car ride home." Lucky explained plainly.

Elizabeth cleared her throat, "I think the four of us need to sit down and talk… without the boys there." She paused for a few seconds then continued, "Do you work tomorrow?"

Lucky shook his head, "Not until late. I have to cover the graveyard shift all week."

"Then dinner tomorrow night? Metrocourt at seven? I'll get Grams to baby-sit."

Lucky shrugged and Sam nodded. Elizabeth knew that even though she was with Lucky, Sam would be more understanding and could possibly even be a voice of reason with Lucky. "I don't like this." Lucky groaned.

"How are you feeling?" Sam looked over at Jason in an effort to change the subject and avoid a confrontation in front of the boys.

"Better, thanks." He sighed. Lucky and Jason stared at each other but were interrupted by Cameron.

"Mommy, can we stay here for a wittle while?" Cameron asked looking up at Elizabeth. Cameron and Jason had bonded so much over the past few months. When they were at home not a few days went by where Cameron did not ask if he could go see Jason or if he would come visit them.

"Yes, we are going to stay here tonight then go home tomorrow." Elizabeth answered.

Cameron jumped, "Yea!" then ran to the couch.

"Be careful!" Elizabeth prompted. "Jason got hurt so you can't jump on him, ok?"

Lucky's eyes bore into the back of Jason as he bent forward to talk to Cameron. Sam took the opportunity to pull on Lucky's hand and lead him to the door. "We'll see you guys tomorrow night." Sam murmured.

Elizabeth walked to them with Jake so they could both say goodbye to Jake. Elizabeth offered Sam a grateful smile while they both kissed the top of Jake's head. "I'll see you later buddy." Lucky called over to Cameron and only got a wave from him. Cameron was engrossed in his conversation with Jason, Lucky and Sam quietly left.

"Are you sure you feel up to this? We can put it off a couple days." Elizabeth offered as she tugged on the side zipper of her boot. Jason's eyes watched as she pulled on the other boot and followed, zippering that one snuggly up to her calf as well.

"Huh?" he said with a grin when she looked up at him waiting for an answer.

She angled her head, "Were you listening to me?"

"I like your boots." He whispered, his eyes flickered with lust.

Elizabeth stood from the chair and crossed the room to the bed. Jason was lounging against the headboard and was dressed in a dark blue collared shirt and his black dress pants. A few hours earlier they had gotten to Elizabeth's house and Jason had brought a bag with enough clothes for a few days. Elizabeth told him that she'd help him gather the rest of his t-shirts and jeans when he was feeling better. Jason spent most of the day on the phone setting up security and checking out the property himself, although Elizabeth constantly told him he needed to rest. "I'm glad you like my boots but I asked you if you are feeling up to this dinner. We can wait a few more days if you want."

Jason shook his head, "Everything will be fine." He reached his arm out for her to take it, "Although if you'd rather stay here and spend some time together without the boys then I'd be more then happy to."

Elizabeth pulled her hand back before he could grab it, "Jason… stop that, we can't do any of that yet. You nearly popped your stitches last night and I don't want that to happen. I need you healthy!"

He sighed, "Then I think you should change because that skirt, that shirt, and those boots," he swiped his tongue along his lips and shook his head. "I will definitely pop a stitch… all of them actually by the end of the night."

"I don't have time to change so you will just have to deal." She said with a sexy smile. "You are a fast healer… a few days. But in the meantime if you are not up to dealing with Lucky tonight." She trailed off.

"I will be fine, it's only dinner." Jason nodded, "Before we go, how do you feel about all of this?" he asked. "I guess what is the plan of conversation?"

"Really things aren't going to change too much unless you and Lucky disagree. I have no problem letting Lucky take the boys every other weekend… but if he is going to be difficult, I don't know. Technically he never adopted Cameron legally," she explained and from the look on Jason's face he did not know that. "and biologically you are Jake's father so…"

"So you don't want to take them from him but if you have to you will?" he finished.

Elizabeth shook her head, "Lucky has been there since Cameron was little and that is the last thing I would want to do to either of them… but if it does come down to it I need stability for my boys and I don't want them caught up in the chaos of fighting and custody fights. It seems like Sam will actually help a little. She sees both sides of the situation and I really do think she has changed."

Jason sat for a minute and thought about her words. He slowly rolled and got out of the bed. Taking her hand in his, he kissed her palm then held it between his palms, "I will not make the same mistake he did. I will adopt Cam if you let me and never take any of this for granted."

Elizabeth brought her free hand to his cheek, "Thank you Jason… for everything." She paused and he nodded. "I love you so much."

"I love you too."

Elizabeth smiled then led him out of their bedroom for their first appearance in Port Charles as husband and wife.

The End!

Thank you all so much for the support on yet another story! I was going to do a long drawn out fight with Lucky but decided to leave it as it is and not turn him into the complete bad guy again. I like to hope that the dinner went well and they all lived happily ever after (as if!). I've done the Lucky fight in other stories and just feel like I have beat it to death.

Due to the timing of the end of this story I think I am going ot put my "Its a Wonderful Life" story on the backburner for a while. (Sorry if you were looking forward to it but this one ran a little later then I thought because I haven't updated it much due to the flu, blah!) I have an outline started but since Christmas is over I'm kind of losing the desire to write it, not to mention I was sick through the holidays and don't feel very 'Christmassy'. I think I am going to go with a yet un-named story set in the future. The idea was posed by a few of you wanting a darker Jason. It is mostly going to be in his POV set in the summer of 2009 (about 6 months from now). Of course he will be saved from himself by his woman!