Nervous to the bone, Elizabeth forces herself to make dinner, not at all sure how this whole meeting the sister was going to go. Yes, she has met a lot of people over the years and it wasn't that hard, but this was very different. She's not just meeting a random stranger, she's meeting Jason's sister. His family. Oh, boy.
Putting the finishing touches on the Fettuccine Alfredo, she tries to stay calm, she's not going to die. She's simply meeting one of the most important people in Jason's life. No pressure. Sitting down at the counter, Elizabeth rests her elbow atop of it, combing her fingers into her hair. Who was she kidding? There's a truck load of pressure in that cottage.
"Elizabeth?" she hears Jason's voice from the front door. "We're here."
"Great." she says to herself before rising to her feet and fixing herself up. "In the kitchen! I'll be right out!"
Watching her brother, Emily took note of the soft smile that touches his lips at the sound of her voice. She's pretty sure that this Elizabeth is Sarah's sister Elizabeth, but she won't say anything. It wasn't her place, after all. Not when Elizabeth Webber put a smile on her brother's face and made him that happy.
"Here goes nothing." Elizabeth whispers to herself, looking down at her outfit to make sure she looked decent, running her fingers through her hair to make it presentable. "Okay."
Walking out into the living room, Elizabeth kept her smile in place, masking the slight shock when she saw exactly who Jason's sister is. Sure, how many Emily Quartermaines could there be in the world, but she had hoped. Yes, she's never met her in person, but she's seen pictures. Pictures that consisted of Elizabeth's dear sister, Sarah.
"Hi." Elizabeth holds out her hand. "You must be Emily."
"That's me." Emily smiles slightly, shaking her hand. "Elizabeth, right?"
"Right." Elizabeth shakes her head, dropping her hand to her side. "Jason...could you do me a favor and get the wine from the top shelf? I tried to reach it, but I'm too short."
"Sure." he replies, kissing her cheek before walking off to the kitchen.
"So, tell me, Emily..." Elizabeth gestures for them to sit at the table. "How close are you and my sister?"
"Your sister?" Emily counters innocently.
"Sarah." she says plainly, looking at her intently. "I've seen pictures of the two of you together. According to her, you're the best of friends."
"I wouldn't say the best of friends." Emily concedes. "But yes...we are friends."
"Good to know." Elizabeth shakes her head, smiling softly when Jason walks out with the wine.
"White or Red?" Jason asks her curiously, holding up both bottles.
"Both." Elizabeth takes them both before kissing him softly. "Give me a few minutes and we can have dinner, okay?"
"Need help?" Emily asks curiously.
"No, thanks." Elizabeth shakes her head. "Spend time with Jason...I'm sure you missed your brother while he was away."
Jason watches the exchange curiously before gesturing for his sister to have a seat. The only time that Jason had ever seen that look in her eyes, Elizabeth had told him about her sister and that wasn't exactly a happy topic. Which had him asking his sister about whether or not she knew Sarah Webber.
"You know I do." Emily counters with a slight smile. "In case you've forgotten, I introduced the two of you when you were buying a book on how to build a house."
"Right...the blonde." Jason remembers now. "That's weird...I never would have put that together."
"I know what you mean...they're so different." Emily agrees, glancing at the door to the kitchen. "She's pretty much everything Sarah said she'd be."
"And what is that exactly?" Jason's protective mode kicking in.
"Relax." Emily laughs softly. "She just said that they were polar opposites and I can see it."
"And?" he counters with a raised eyebrow.
"And nothing." Emily shakes her head. "Look, obviously you care about her a great deal...I'm not judging or anything. I don't know her well enough to come to any conclusion."
"Good." Jason replies simply. "Get to know her then."
"Oh, I plan to." Emily assures with a slight smirk. "Anyone that can get you to smile that much...suffice to say that she's become my favorite person."
Listening to the two of them talking, Elizabeth felt a slight pain in her heart, knowing that she'd never have that kind of relationship with her own brother or sister. Shaking her head, she walks out of the kitchen with the platter of Fettuccine Alfredo.
"Here, let me get that." Jason rises to his feet, walking over to her to take it from her hands. "Food smells great."
"Thanks." Elizabeth smiles slightly, staring into his eyes for a moment. "I'll be right back."
"Make it fast." Jason smirks before walking back over to his sister at the table.
Shaking her head, Elizabeth walks back into the kitchen to grab the wine that she has put on ice and a few glasses. More than anything, she wants this dinner to go well, for Jason's sake, if nothing else. He seemed really excited to have her meet his sister and she wants it to go the way he wants it to.
Dinner starts and polite conversation ensues between both women. Jason and Elizabeth fill Emily in on what happened and the time he spent in Charlotte. They don't give specifics on their time together, but Emily could tell that the two of them had created a deep bond. Apparently, one deep enough that Jason has bought a cottage and giving up his penthouse at Harbor View Towers.
"You're an artist?" Emily looks at her curiously. "Can I see some of your pieces?"
Glancing at Jason, she takes a deep breath, she wasn't sure about bringing out any of her artwork. Receiving a nod of encouragement from him, Elizabeth says sure and rises to her feet to retrieve one of her sketch books. No sense in being shy about her art when she's sold more than a few pieces. Even donated a couple paintings to a new gallery in Delaware.
"Here." Elizabeth hands her the sketch book. "This one has a few sketches that are still rough so...yeah."
Retaking her seat, Elizabeth smiles slightly when Jason slips his hand into hers. In that moment, she couldn't help but hope that he couldn't tell how nervous she was and that her hands weren't sweating too badly. Turning her attention away from Jason, she watches Emily's reactions to her sketches.
"Wow...these are incredibly detailed. Each of them present such an intense emotion." Emily comments, flipping through the sketch book, taking a decent amount of time on each. "I haven't seen this kind of art in such a long time...you're really gifted."
"You don't have to say that." Elizabeth takes the sketch book back with Emily hands it over.
"I never just say anything." Emily assures. "You'll soon find out that I'm rather blunt. I never say anything I don't mean."
"Okay...then thank you." Elizabeth smiles slightly. "I've done a few sketches of Jason if you want to see them."
"I'd love that." Emily shakes her head.
"They're in the bedroom." Elizabeth says as she rises to her feet. "Come on. Its faster if you just go with me."
"Okay."
Leaning back, Jason kisses her softly before watching the two of them walk off into the bedroom, a slight smile on his face the whole time. After finding out that Emily and Sarah are friends, Jason knew it wasn't going to be easy for the two of them, but he's sure that they'll get there.
"You really care about each other, don't you?" Emily comments when she sees the sketches of Jason. "The emotion is so raw in your artwork."
"Yeah...I really care about him and he says he cares about me."
"If he says it, he means it." Emily assures her. "You really have an eye for detail...these are beautiful. I've never seen my brother like this before."
After showing her a few more sketches, Elizabeth and Emily returned to the table, where Jason was waiting patiently for them. Finishing off their dinner, Emily said her goodbyes before leaving the two of them to it. Elizabeth even agreed to have lunch with her the next day. Something that made Jason very pleased.
"Thank you." Elizabeth says, wrapping her arms around him, staring into his eyes. "She seems like a good person."
"She really is." Jason assures, kissing her softly. "Now that dinner's over...how about some dessert?"
"Sounds good." Elizabeth kisses him deeply before pulling away with a slight smirk. "So...ice cream?"
"Ice cream sounds perfect." he agrees, taking her hand in his. "And maybe a movie to go with it."
"A movie?" she looks at him curiously. "You actually want to watch a movie with me? You said movies give you a headache."
"I won't be watching the movie." he says simply. "I'll be watching you."
"Well, since you put it that way..." she laughs softly. "Lets go get that ice-cream."