Chapter Thirty-Seven
Laying atop of the hospital examination bed, Elizabeth closes her eyes as she strokes Jason's hair, his head resting atop of her stomach while his arm rests atop her legs. For a long moment, they stay like that, simply relishing in the moment they have found themselves in.
"Seven more months." he whispers, gently stroking her stomach with his thumb. "Seven more months before we get to meet you. Seven more months before we get to hold you and show you the world. Just seven more months."
"Do you ever think about what kind of parents we'll be?" Elizabeth questions, causing him to look up at her. "I mean, what if we mess up?"
"We will. We're not gonna be perfect." Jason says simply. "All we can do is be the best parents we can be and hope its enough."
"Thanks." she looks at him sarcastically. "That was reassuring."
"We'll be fine." he assures her, smiling slightly. "Its you and me. We'll figure it out together, okay?"
"Okay." she accepts, allowing him to lay his head back down. "Sounds good."
Moments later the doctor comes back in to give them the results of the tests they ran. Getting a clean bill of health had put Elizabeth in a better mood than she could hope for. Especially with everything that awaits her after her appointment comes to an end.
"Keep up the good work and I'll see you back for your next appointment in a couple weeks." her doctor says with a smile. "And remember to indulge your cravings, okay?"
"Yes, doctor." Elizabeth says simply. "I'll keep that in mind."
"I think we should have that talk now." Jason points out when the doctor leaves the room. "Have you eaten yet?"
"Not yet." she admits, allowing him to help her up from the bed. "Do you want to go home to eat?"
"Yeah." he agrees, helping her into her jacket. "I promise I'll bring you back after we talk."
"Okay."
Leaving the hospital, she spots a couple in the waiting room and - for a moment - she can't help but watch them. She couldn't understand why, but she felt drawn to them. With the ding of the elevator, though, her mind is taken off them and returns back to Jason, holding him close as they ride the elevator down to the parking garage. Making their way home where they could have the privacy they needed.
"The hospital will call Audrey, right?" Elizabeth finds herself asking as they drive home. "I mean, someone will tell her about Steven, won't they?"
"They'll call her." he assures her with a slight smile. "Don't worry about that."
"I just know how much he means to her and..." she lets out a deep sigh. "I really want her to have him back."
"He was put through the same procedure that you were." he reminds her. "There's no telling what he'll be like once he wakes up. He could be the Steven she loves, but then again..."
"He could wake up a different person." she finishes for him, taking a deep breath to control her confusing emotions. "I really hope not."
"I know."
Getting back to the penthouse, they spend the next hour preparing their food and eating it before they get down to the inevitable talk. Starting from the beginning, Jason tells her about getting to the island and stumbling onto Joe and his men. He tells her about how it went down, about killing the prophet, and then...about her parents.
"That couple, in the hospital...was that..."
"Yeah, that was them." Jason shakes his head. "Your father's name is Joseph Scully Jr."
"And my mother?"
"I never actually got her name." he admits, shrugging his shoulders. "You can ask her, if you want."
"The last thing I want to do is talk to that woman." she states, focusing on his eyes, seeing something confusing. "What aren't you telling me?"
"What do you mean?"
"Its in your eyes." she says seriously. "You're trying to keep something from me again."
"I'm not trying to keep it from you." he sighs, taking her hands in his. "I'm just trying to find a way to tell you."
"Don't over think it." she says simply. "Just say it."
"The prophet, before I killed him, he said that there was a cure." Jason admits carefully, watching for her reaction. "He said that one dose of it could give you back your memories...give you back your life."
"Do you believe him?" she counters. "When you shot him, did you believe that he was right? That there was a cure?"
"No." he says seriously. "I didn't believe a word he said."
"Then let it go." she says simply. "We already had a chance to get my memory back and it slipped us by."
"I know, but what if you could get your memory back?" he counters, looking at her seriously. "What if he did have the cure and I ruined your only chance of getting it?"
"That's one too many what ifs for me to handle." Elizabeth reaches up one hand to caress his cheek. "The past isn't as important as the future...you and our baby...that's my future. That's all that matters."
"Are you sure?" he questions, pushing the issue further. "I could always ask your mother about the cure...maybe she'd know..."
"I just want this to be over." Elizabeth says seriously. "I don't want to talk to her or ask her for anything...I just want this to be done."
"Okay." he shakes his head. "I won't bring it up again."
"Thank you." she kisses him softly before rising to her feet. "I think we should go back to the hospital now."
"Yeah, okay." he says simply. "Lets go."
Heading to the hospital, Jason felt like kicking himself in the ass for pushing her on the fact that there could have been a cure. By the look on her face, it looked like she was stuck in the clutter once more, trying to piece together a memory or being flooded by clips of different memories and that made him angrier with himself.
As they get off the elevator, they see Audrey walking out of a hospital room, obviously the one that they had Steven in. From the look on her face, they could see that she felt like she had gotten her miracle. That all her prayers had been answered and there was her grandson. Alive and well. Mostly, anyway.
"Elizabeth." Audrey greets her. "Jason, they told me you helped bring him home..."
"I didn't do much." he says seriously, which was the truth. All he really did was kill the prophet.
"Regardless, thank you." she says wholeheartedly. "You have no idea what it felt like to get the call that he was here."
"Is he...did he wake up?" Elizabeth questions carefully.
"For a moment." Audrey admits. "He woke up long enough to ask for you."
"He asked for me?" she looks at her curiously.
"Yeah." Audrey smiles softly. "Maybe if you go in and sit with him...maybe he'll wake up again."
"Um...okay." Elizabeth takes a deep breath, watching her grandmother leave before turning to her boyfriend. "Jason..."
"I'll go check on Robin." Jason says softly, leaning and kissing her forehead. "Call me if you need me, okay?"
"I will." she assures, shaking her head. "And if she's awake when you go see her...would you let her know I'm glad she made it home safely?"
"I'll tell her."
"Thank you."
Kissing once more, the two lovers go their separate ways, her to her brother's bedside, him to Robin's. While she carefully sits by her brother's bedside, looking at him intently, trying to fully take in the man that is her brother.
From the moment she woke up, she had wanted to meet him, to know the man that everyone talked so highly about. Sitting beside him now, she can't help but wonder what he'll think of her. As crazy as that felt to even consider.
"Please, wake up." she says softly. "I don't know why, but I need to know you. I need you to know me. So, please, wake up."
While she sits by her brother, Jason somehow convinces Mac to let him sit by Robin's bedside. In that moment, he doesn't see the girl that hurt his girlfriend, he doesn't see the girl that came up with the stupid plan to trap him into talking about their past, all he sees is Robin. The girl he had once loved. The girl that suffered through so much to survive, who is now laying in yet another hospital bed.
"I'm so sorry this happened to you." Jason says, carefully taking her hand in his. "I have faith you'll get past this, though. You'll wake up and you'll move on with your life...you'll find someone new, someone that deserves you. But you have to be okay first...you have to be."