Shadowing Death: As Time Goes By

Hello everyone! Thanks for all of the reviews for last chapter. Just so everyone gets the facts here, this chapter is four days after the last one. I needed to jump ahead a bit. I mean, Jason can't very well do much if he's on life support, right? But don't worry, I'm not jumping the gun or anything. Trust me!

- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Sonny's Penthouse

Each person that Sonny or Jason had even been slightly close to had a guard. His men didn't quite understand his reasoning, but they knew that now was not the time to challenge him.

But they were no closer to finding Luis Alcazar. Sonny was getting the distinct feeling that this man didn't want to be found until he made his move. His move being no doubt an attempt to take over the organization. Which Sonny would not allow. He'd worked to hard, Jason had worked too hard, to just let it go like that.

He'd be ready for his man. To hell with the rules of the mob. He wasn't playing by the rules anyone.

Any rule that stopped him from killing Alcazar was inconsequential, it didn't matter and wouldn't be obeyed. Sonny didn't care who he killed, who he pissed off or what immoral thing he did.

Alcazar would die begging for mercy. His business would be broken down and sold or given. Either way, he'd die a worthless man. Sonny would make sure of it.

For now, he had mob heads from South America and Puerto Rico waiting for his word. Each of them had sworn their allegiance to Sonny and were waiting for when their men would be brought to Port Charles to take care of Alcazar.

To some of them, they were angered because of something that Alcazar had done to them. Some had a respect for Jason that lead them to help Sonny get revenge. And for some, it was the mere need to stay in his good graces.

But whatever their reason, because of their promises, Sonny had their men at his call. With his organization of forty-five men and the addition of all of their men, he had over two hundred men at his command.

No matter what Alcazar had up his sleeve, Sonny would beat him.

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

Jason watched Elizabeth sleep. She deserved it, every time he woke up she was right there next to him. He'd only seen her sleep that one night next to him. She had to have been exhausted, both physically and mentally.

There was no way he could even comprehend what she had gone through. What she had dealt with because of him. The old urge to run away to save her from the pain rose up in him. But Jason suppressed it. He knew that there was no way he could keep pushing her away.

And she would most likely not even allow it. He had seen the look on her face when she described what had gone on since the shooting. Every moment between Sonny showing up at her door to when she saw him in the bed.

His heart clenched every time she told him about the people he loved and what they were going through. He knew that when the day came when he was unable to go home it would hurt the people he loved. But he never imagined how much.

Jason shook his head, he couldn't keep thinking about them. He needed to find away to get back to everyone. To go home. A way that didn't include being rescued by Sonny. Jason would not jeopardize Sonny's business and Brenda's safety.

He let out a harsh breath. Taking deep breaths hurt, which he'd learned the hard way only days ago. The pain was always present and Jason was almost forgetting what it was like to go without pain for more than seconds.

Those seconds being when Elizabeth smiled his way.

Eyes snapping back to Elizabeth, Jason smiled. He had to get her out of the situation she hadn't even asked for. She was there to keep him alive. And he would do the same for her. He wasn't going to allow Alcazar to make her his Brenda substitute and take her away from him.

There was only one guard outside his guard. Alcazar was a overconfident fool. He assumed that the pain and gunshot wound would convince him to stay still. That was far from the truth.

The moment that Elizabeth had explained their situation, Jason had been planning a way out. According to Elizabeth she couldn't see the docks out of the window from where they were. But in order for Alcazar to be so informed on the happenings of Port Charles, it would make sense that they were near by.

But what Elizabeth could see from the windows was the deck of the boat. She said there were always two men below their window. Not to mention three powerboats tethered to the side of the boat.

Every day at six in the morning, the night men left and a new shift of men changed with them. If all of the guards of the yatch followed the same schedule then they had an opening. Chances were that they did. The men also changed at ten at night as the night guards returned.

Alcazar was not a fool though, he would assume that Jason and Elizabeth would try and escape at night when they had the darkness to hide in. The morning guards were probably not as aware and ready for problems as the night ones.

It would be easy to knock out the guard posted outside their room. What wouldn't be easy was getting out of bed.

There was the one flaw of their escape. Jason took a deep breath, instantly regretting it. He wasn't strong enough to do what they needed to do. If he wasn't within a few days, he would send her by herself.

He took another look down at her. He loved her. They had to get out of there. Jason clenched his jaw and made sure that no sound would escape it. Using his elbows be pushed himself up into a sitting position.

It took a minute for the pain to pass, but he was that much father to home. He'd been off of life support for days. He pushed his blankets off and swung his legs to the side of the bed. The side opposite of Elizabeth, who would not approve of what he was doing.

He pushed himself off of the bed and stood. For his credit, the room only circled him once before it stopped.

Slowly making his way to the window, Jason got more and more confident that he wouldn't fall down. Once he reached the window, he peered out. Elizabeth had been right, there were only two guards watching the motorboats.

They had a chance.



Okay, I hoped you all liked the chapter. Not my best. And not that long either. But hopefully the next one will be longer.

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