Ch 13
Sorry that this chapter is a little short. I just wanted to get some of these things out of my head so that I could get down to the nitty gritty of the story.
Thank you for all of the great comments. I hadn't posted in a while but I've found more inspiration tonight. Hopefully the inspiration continues. I hope you all enjoy the two chapters that I've posted tonight.
Courtney had been forced to drive two towns away. She was in search of something that would cover the fact that her stomach was not, in fact, expanding with Jason Morgan's child. She had gone to multiple costume shops and just couldn't find what she was looking for. Of course, most people didn't have to fake a pregnancy. 'Maybe that is my problem', she thought to herself. 'I shouldn't fake this, I should actually get pregnant. That would resolve the issue with finding a doctor and finding padding and making myself look pregnant'.
Courtney pulled out her cell phone and dialed Ric's number. Before he had finished saying 'hello', Courtney had launched into her tirade. "Ric, we need to get me pregnant!"
"Um… what in the hell are you talking about, Courtney? Who is supposed to get you pregnant? It sure as hell isn't going to be me", Ric stated matter of factly.
"Of course not you, idiot! You have none of the same physical characteristics of Jason. I would use AJ but he's almost as bad as you; which is kinda funny since they are brothers. We should go to a sperm bank. This way we won't have to worry about the doctor, I can just go to Dr. Meadows. And by the way, I can't find a 'pregnant' suit. We just need to do this the old fashioned way. I really need to be knocked up."
"What an eloquent way to put it, Courtney. So, how are you planning on getting pregnant with a child that might actually look like Jason?"
"I can go to a sperm bank. I'll give them some sob story about how my husband, the love of my life died before we could have children and then ask if it is possible to find a man who physically resembled him so that I might have a child with a likeness to him."
Ric was actually amazed by Courtney's plan. It made total and complete sense. 'To think, this bimbo actually does have a brain in her head', Ric thought with a laugh.
"That is a good idea, Courtney. We can get you into some fertilization center in New York City within the week, if you find a sperm donor right away. The chances of you getting pregnant the first time are probably going to be slim".
"Well, we have plenty of money at our disposal. If at first we don't succeed, try try again."
"And just what money do you have at your disposal, Courtney?" Ric asked curiously.
"Sonny has accounts set up for me; I can use those. And I still have the account that Jason put me on. This could definitely work. If he even notices that there is money missing I'll just tell him that I … that I…"
"Put it into a college fund for the baby", Ric suggested.
"EXACTLY, I knew that this plan was fool-proof"
Ric rolled his eyes and acknowledged to himself that the only fool involved with their plan was Courtney. "Look, just find the donor and I will work on getting you an appointment with a doctor. For now, I have to go. And just a reminder, too many phones calls between us is not a good thing. We need to keep this to a minimum; only when it's necessary."
"Alright, Ric. I will talk to you sometime next week". Courtney closed her cell phone with a self satisfying look. 'Jason, we are going to be one big happy family. Very soon, you will be mine, Elizabeth will be gone and I'll tell Sonny that Ric Lansing is a worthless piece of garbage that needs to be taken care of. I will have my family and everything that I could have ever wanted.
PCPD
Marcus Taggert couldn't stand the sight of Jason Morgan or his boss, mob lord, Sonny Corinthos. The two men made his skin crawl. Taggert couldn't believe how the department had had a lucky break when it came to the Lansing case. Jason had attacked the man in a public place with honest Elizabeth Webber watching. The girl… woman had finally seen Jason Morgan for the man he was; a cold hearted killer. But none of that was relevant to the case. Jason Morgan had finally messed up and he was FINALLY going down. Marcus Taggert was going to see to that personally.
Justus, Jason and Sonny stood at the Captain's desk and waited for Jason to be booked and processed. Jason's features gave away none of the fear that he felt. He had never been to prison, but he was sure that his reputation preceded him. Not that his mob life would have anything to do with his life inside prison but now that he had admitted to a crime he was more than likely looking at going away for a long time. He was less worried about himself as much as he was worried about his family. Would Elizabeth wait for him? Would he still be able to protect her and Emily and even Sonny, Carly and Michael if he were away at Pentonville? Probably not the way he wanted to. This was going to be difficult, but he had total and complete faith in his lawyer. After all, Justus had a vested interest. As one of the Quartermaine's, he didn't want to be part of the reason that his grandfather and adopted family was without a son.
"Jason, don't' worry about it. You will go into lockup for the night but I'm going to work out night and make sure that I have you out of here by tomorrow morning.
Jason really didn't feel like speaking so he just nodded his understanding to his cousin. He followed one of the officers to the booking area, but before he went through the doors, he dared one more glance towards Sonny. He gave the man a knowing look. The look said so much and Sonny understood every part of it. Take care of my family, Sonny
'I will, man. I will' Sonny thought to himself as the doors closed and his best friend disappeared in the hollows of the Port Charles Police Department.