Shadowing Death: One More Problem

Hey everyone. Thanks for all of the reviews for the last chapter. I went back and looked at the last time I've updated everything, and needless to say, I know I'm behind. Sorry! I'll try to make up for it somehow. I actually have gotten a job so my afternoons are numbered. While during the summer I have the whole day to hang out and relax, over the school year my schedule is going to be nuts. If I get home from school at 2:30 and head off to work at 4:00 till 9:00 then you can obviously see how little time I'll have for fanfiction. So, in the effort to finish both this story and Together this summer, I'm going to be writing my ass off.

- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Corinthos Penthouse

Emily raced out of the elevator and rushed to the door of Sonny's penthouse. She ignored Johnny's questions and opened the door herself.

"Sonny!" she called out. She saw him standing by the window with Carly. The both rushed towards her. In another time Emily would have been surprised to see the look of concern on Carly's face. But at the moment, that was the least important thing in her world.

Sonny set his drink on the desk and touched her shoulder. "Emily, what's wrong? Are you alright?"

Taking a deep breath, Emily started. She hoped she could convey her concern. "I haven't heard from Elizabeth in a few days. So I managed to get a key from her landlord. But when I went in she wasn't there."

Carly rolled her eyes and sat down on the couch. "That's it? We thought you were dying or something."

"Be quiet Carly." Sonny directed at his annoyed wife. He turned his attention back to Emily, who was still trying to catch her breath from her running. "Are you sure she just didn't go off to get away for a few days?"

Shaking her head, Emily dismissed the notion. "No. If she'd been locked in there for a few days it would have looked lived in. Nothing was out of place."

Gently leading her to the couch, Sonny sat Emily down. Once his best friend's sister was sitting, he called for the guard outside. "Johnny!"

Johnny poked his head in the door. "Yes, boss?"

"I need you to get some men looking for Elizabeth Webber. Emily says she's been missing for a few days and when she went to see if everything was alright, Elizabeth was gone." Sonny reiterated to the guard. Johnny understood what Sonny was leaving out. While it was entirely possible that Elizabeth had taken off to be by herself for a few days and had just not mentioned it to anyone, there was a more real possibility.

Elizabeth may have very well been taken.

- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Alcazar's Yatch

Jason hadn't said a word since Alcazar left. It had been a long time, she knew that. But the exact amount of time escaped her.

Her mind raced with all of the things that could be going through his. If there was ever a time when she wanted to be a mind reader, right then was it. But at the same time, Elizabeth was almost afraid of what would happen when Jason did speak again.

She knew that he was most likely absorbing everything that had been thrown at him in the conversation with Alcazar. It was a lot to take in. She was still reeling, and she'd had plenty of time to dwell and process. The silence was still killing her.

"Jason?" Elizabeth whispered quietly. She had to know if he blamed her in any way. She hoped to god that he didn't.

He slowly turned his head over to her. "They think I'm dead?" he whispered. He could only imagine what was going through Sonny and Carly's minds. His grandmother, Emily, Michael. He worried about each of them.

Elizabeth sadly nodded. "Everyone does. I did too until I got kidnapped and brought here." She told him. More hesitantly, she added, "There was a funeral."

"Alcazar said that. Did you...did you go?" he asked her. His mind was having trouble wrapping itself around a thought so alien. He knew that his job may very well be the cause of his death, but he didn't think that he'd be alive when they thought it had finally killed him.

The look on her face was all he needed to know that she had. But she confirmed it with words also. "I did. I, um, I spoke too."

Incredulously, he asked, "You said a eulogy?"

A harsh laugh escaped her lips. "Yes. I did. I wasn't the only one." Off of his look Elizabeth continued. "Sonny and Carly spoke. Emily did. Um, Edward and Monica each did shorter ones. And Michael."

Jason's eyes raised up high onto his forehead. "Michael? Michael got up in front of a church and gave me a eulogy?" How could a little boy no older than seven get up and do that? A swell of love for the little boy he had once called son rose up in him. Michael was brave, he would have caught on if other people had gone up and done the same thing. "What did he say?"

"Um, that he missed you. But he wasn't going to be sad because you'd have to watch him be sad and be unable to do anything about it. And he said that since you made sure that he wasn't ever sad, that it would hurt you to have to see it and not be able to help. He made sure that we knew not to be sad, but that he thought missing you was okay." Elizabeth paraphrased, taking out the main gist of Michael's speech. She didn't look up at Jason as she spoke. But when she did she saw the look of grief on his face and tried to come up with something to make him feel better. "Of course, that was the parts I could understand. He talks so fast."

Snapping back to Elizabeth with her last comment, Jason let out a much- needed smile. "Yeah, he does."

Both of them sat back in a much more comfortable silence. From the way Jason had acted, he didn't appear to be holding anything against her. Which put Elizabeth slightly more at ease.

Her brief moment of peace was cut off though. She could feel the tension creep back into her as she imagined what exactly he was thinking with his words.

"We have to figure out how to get out of here soon."



Okay, cliffhanger. Kind of. Does that count as one? Anyway, I hope you all enjoyed the chapter! Please, review!