I'm sorry that this chapter kind of jumps around a bit but there is a lot that I wanted to include in it. I'm going away and wanted to get the story to a certain point before I leave. That being said, there probably won't be an update until at least Monday night, possibly Tuesday:(
Enjoy!

Chapter 25

"Slay the Viking!" Spinelli mumbled into his phone.

"What?"

"The sword… no… no… get the sword!"

Jason shook his head, "Spinelli, wake up!" Jason growled into the phone.

Spinelli stirred awake, "Huh?"

"Get up, I need you now." Jason spat into the phone. "Someone ordered a hit on me and just tried to put a bullet in me."

"Oh" Spinelli squeaked.

"Ramon Cortez."

"Ramon Cortez?" Spinelli asked, confusion in his voice.

"I have his wallet, his identification says Ramon Cortez. There is a receipt for a restaurant in New York city so I don't think he is local. Find out who he is working for, where he has been and call me back." Jason ordered and closed his phone before Spinelli could say anything else.

Slipping the phone into the pocket of his sweat pants, Jason crossed the room and examined the wall and floor where he'd just shot the gunman. He inspected it closely to be sure there were no blood splatters or any other evidence. It was clean, Jason was grateful Ramon had brought a lower caliber pistol… less mess.

Jason stirred awake. He'd barely slept, maybe an hour total all night because he did not feel comfortable. Johnny was right, he certainly was a sitting duck laying there in the hospital. It was close to dawn by the time Jimmy returned from disposing of the body. Spinelli was still working on searching out info on Ramon. Shortly after Jimmy returned Jason was finally able to fall asleep for a short time only to be awakened by the night shift nurse doing her final check on him before leaving. He, without a doubt, needed to get out of there.

Elizabeth was running late for her shift. After a horrible bout of morning sickness she found a note from Spinelli on the kitchen counter that Cameron had to go to daycare due to 'pressing matters'. She then had to get Cameron ready, in turn making her late for work. Luckily today was Epiphany's day off so she didn't have to hear her laying into her for being late. Tossing her purse beneath the desk, Elizabeth apologized to the nurse she was relieving for being late.

She took her normal route to check in on the patients and made a bee-line straight to Jason's room. On her way she passed Jimmy in the hallway. She'd only met him the day before but he seemed nice. He was tall and built similar to Jason. Smiling at him, he offered her a nod as he scratched at his thick beard. There was a rugged, outdoorsy look to him and Elizabeth could see where Spinelli got his nickname Incognito.

Her hand reached for the door but stopped short when she peeked through the small glass window into the room. Emily was sitting beside Jason talking to him and it was enough to cause her to quickly turn on her heels, head to the next room and check on the other patients first. Hopefully by the time she got back to Jason's room, Emily would be gone. Unfortunately, when she made it back to his room, Sam was now in there visiting him. She did, however, find comfort in the frustrated and annoyed expression on Jason's face.

Some time later, Jason was still in the midst of his line of visitors. Sonny had come to visit, then Carly and now he was in with Patrick. Elizabeth had spoken to Patrick before he met with Jason and found out that apparently Jason was pushing to get released before he had to spend another night in the hospital. Patrick did not think it was a good idea but Jason was being persistent.

By the time she got in to see Jason it was the afternoon. He looked exhausted, "It looks like my favorite patient is having a rough day?"

Jason looked at her through tired eyes, "You could say that."

"Anything I can do?"

Jason looked around her at the door. "Can you close the door?" he asked.

Elizabeth did as he asked, hope suddenly stirring inside her. She instantly thought that maybe he remembered and wanted to talk to her privately. When she turned back he was standing from the hospital bed.

"Um, I think I have Patrick convinced to release me today but uh-" he hesitated then pulled back the top sheet on his bed. "Can you help me fix this before an orderly or someone finds a bullet hole here." He asked with hesitation.

Elizabeth looked at the bed and suddenly felt like a thousand pound boulder was dropped on her. "I-uh, umm…" she said as her eyes rushed up and down his body inspecting him for wounds.

"I'm fine but that is part of the reason I need to get out of here. I don't want this to happen again." he explained. "I need new sheets and maybe some tape or something to cover up the hole… I don't know…" he trailed off.

Jason noticed that she was shaking, "Are you ok?" he asked.

"J-Jason, someone shot at you?" she said, obviously shocked, scared and worried more then he would understand.

Jason shook his head, "Don't worry about it." He said waving his hand to her. "I'll take care of it." He reached his arm out to her. He wasn't sure why so he lowered it.

Elizabeth could not stop staring at the small hole in the mattress right where the middle of his chest would be. "N-n-n-no, I'll help. Be right back." She said, rushing out of the room. A few minutes later she returned with fresh sheets and a roll of duct tape. "Nobody will think twice if they see the old beds here taped up to cover a rip of something." She explained as the roll of tape flew out of her hand landing by his feet. "Sorry." She mumbled, rushing over and kneeling down to pick it up before he could.

"Elizabeth." Jason grunted. "You don't have to…"

All words escaped him when she looked up at him. At the worst possible time he had another flash… another day dream. Seeing Elizabeth kneeling in front of him triggered a similar vision except they were obviously somewhere else. She was wearing only a black lacy bra and what appeared to be black lacy boy shirts but it was hard to tell from the angle. He squeezed his eyes shut and felt a jolt of electricity when he realized that she had her mouth on him. Oh fuck, she was giving him a blow job. He groaned and squeezed his eyes closed tighter.

"Jason, are you ok?" Elizabeth asked, stirring him back to reality.

His eyes opened and he found that she'd gotten up and was now standing directly in front of him. Jason cleared his throat, "I'm fine." He managed to say but it came out as a husky whisper.

Her head turned on an angle, "Are you sure?"

Jason turned away from her, "Yea." He said as he pulled at the sheets on the bed.

Working together they quickly stripped the small mattress and patched up the hole with a small piece of duct tape. They laid the fresh sheets across the mattress but Elizabeth took charge tucking them in correctly. She wanted to say something flirtatious or sexy but she just couldn't. She was so scared. Somebody wanted Jason dead… she almost lost him before he even discovered that the baby she was carrying was his. She needed to tell him but every time she opened her mouth to tell him she chickened out. What if telling him did set him back, or worse, what if he never truly remembered those days they shared and the feelings on his own.

Once they were done making the bed, Elizabeth stood off to the side of the room staring at the mattress. Jason noticed her gaze and could see that she was still shaken up. "Elizabeth, it's ok." He mumbled, meeting her eyes for a split second before looking away.

She crossed her arms protectively over her chest and nodded her head. "I know." She said in a low voice. "But it looks like you almost weren't and… I've… we've almost lost you so many times. I guess it just worries me."

He walked over to her and wrapped his arms around her, enjoying how it felt so right to be holding her. Elizabeth loosened her arms from around herself and wrapped them around him. It had been months since he'd last held her and it felt amazing.

"Just be careful ok?" she mumbled into his chest then looked up at him.

Jason caught her completely off guard and shocked himself in the process when his head dipped down and brushed his lips against hers. He didn't know why he was doing it but he couldn't think of anything else. Her heart began to race as his lips nipped and pecked at hers. She slipped her hand behind his head, urging him to continue and he did. In two quick steps her back hit the wall and she sighed. Jason seized the opportunity and slipped his tongue into her mouth. She tasted like pure heaven, kissing her was pure heaven. Elizabeth opened her mouth wider, giving him greater access to her mouth and he groaned, pushing his body against hers.

She was on fire. She felt a burning in the tips of her toes and a tingling in her stomach as Jason suddenly felt an awareness. His body had been pressing into hers when he felt the unmistakable bump. Her baby… she was pregnant and possibly involved with someone else, something they hadn't clearly discussed.

Jason stepped away from her and turned his back to her. She instantly longed for his touch and his lips again. "I'm sorry." Jason said breathlessly. "I don't know what made me do that." He said looking over his shoulder at her but not making eye contact. Instead she followed his gaze to the slight bump in her belly.

"Oh no Jason, you don't understand…" she started to say but stopped when Patrick walked into the room. She let out a grunt of frustration. They couldn't have five minutes alone and it was starting to piss her off.

"Am… am I interrupting something?" Patrick asked noticing Elizabeth's glare at him.

Of course Patrick was still in with Jason when Elizabeth left on her lunch break. An hour had passed now and he was sure to be gone, hopefully giving them time alone to talk. She wasn't sure what she was going to say about the baby but she sure as hell was going to tell him that she was not sorry he kissed her… in fact she planned on telling him that she enjoyed it.

His door was open and she walked in determined but stopped the instant she took in the state of the room. He was gone. Any sign of Jason being a patient in the room gone. His things gone, the flowers Carly brought, gone, Jason… gone. Elizabeth leaned back on the doorway to the room and sighed. "One step forward and two steps back" she mumbled to herself.