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Chapter 48

When the Morgans stepped out of their penthouse Johnny was already in the hall waiting. "I'll drive." He said as they stepped onto the elevator. "We can have one of the guys bring you home after you speak with Lucky." He said to Liz.

"I'm staying until it's finished." She told both men.

Johnny just looked at Jason.

"You can't stay." Jason said to his wife. "You can talk with Spencer and then you have to come home." He figured she was going to end up taking a sick day. There was no way she would be up to working later, although she was strong enough to do so if she had to.

"No. I'm staying. The only way I can be sure this is over is to see his dead body. I need to be there." Elizabeth was not going to back down. "Don't even think of leaving me here. I'll just wander around the docks until I figure out where you are." She didn't know for sure, but she was guessing this would all take place at one of the warehouses.

"We aren't going to the docks." Johnny said trying to keep from smiling. Liz was just as stubborn as Emily. It was nice to know he wasn't the only mob boss with a wife who couldn't be ordered around.

"Fine, but I can find out where you are." Elizabeth said arching an eyebrow. "I have access to all kinds of drugs."

Jason just looked at her. "Fine." He wasn't going to win and he didn't want to think about what she would do to his guys. He totally believed her threat. "But when I tell you to do so you need to step out." He didn't want her anywhere near the area when Spencer died, but respected her right to stay.

"I can do that." Elizabeth reached out and took Jason's hand as the elevator doors opened. "Johnny will you give us a minute, please?" She asked her brother in-law.

"Sure thing." He said heading over to his truck.

"This won't change anything." Elizabeth looked up into his eyes. She wanted him to see the truth of her statement. "This will not change how I look at you." When Jason looked away briefly she knew she was right to speak up.

"I know you have no illusions about who I am and what I do. It's the reason we got married in the first place. I just don't want you to see that side of me." Jason admitted. He was not image conscious by nature. If he was he'd have less blue jeans in his wardrobe. But he wanted to look good in his wife's eyes.

"You don't want me to see you protecting me and our son? You don't want me to know you are doing what is necessary to make sure we stay safe?" Elizabeth cupped his check and let her thumb run over his morning stubble. "Because that's all that is happening today. You aren't some street thug Jason. You don't just go out and kill random people for the heck of it. Lucky is a threat and you are doing what is necessary to eliminate that."

"Thank you." He said softly leaning over to kiss her. She really was one amazing woman.

"When we get home will you show Cameron how to shave?" Elizabeth asked smiling. "He asked again."

"I can do that." Jason said smiling back at her. "Let's go." He wanted to be back before the sun rose.


Since it was dark out Elizabeth didn't even bother to look out the window. She sat in the back of the silent car and mentally prepared herself to talk to Lucky. The upcoming conversation wasn't going to be pleasant, and she was guessing that he was going to make it as painful as possible. What was getting her through was the knowledge that this would be the last encounter they would ever have.

When they pulled up to the destination she was a bit surprised. They were in the middle of nowhere at a cabin. Having seen more than her fair share of horror movies growing up Elizabeth couldn't help but look around for a guy in a hockey mask.

"Ready?" Jason asked shattering her thoughts.

"Not really." Elizabeth answered honestly.

"There's no rush." Johnny assured her.

"Yeah, there is." Elizabeth said straightening her spine. "Let's go."

Jason nodded taking her hand in his. The fact that it was cold had him a bit worried. He gave her a gentle squeeze and she returned the gesture letting him know she was okay. That she would get through this.

"Paulie, this is Elizabeth. Elizabeth, Paulie." Jason made the introductions.

"Mrs. Morgan." Paulie said shaking the small woman's hand. Johnny had sent him a text so that everyone knew she was coming. He wanted the entire crew on their best behavior. Meaning no swearing.

"It's nice to meet you." Elizabeth responded.

"He's in the back bedroom." Paulie told his bosses as they entered the structure.

She looked around. Inside it looked just like any other house. Sofas, televisions, a microwave in the kitchen. It would be perfect for a weekend getaway although Elizabeth hoped to never see this place again. "Do I go back alone?"

"Absolutely not." Jason said shaking his head. That wasn't going to happen. "Johnny and I will go with you. Everyone else will wait in the living room."

"Okay." She took a deep breath, and then another as she tried to get her legs to move. Finally she told herself that Jason would be with her the entire time. That was enough to bolster her strength.

In the back she expected a bedroom, but was wrong. The room was large and empty. Well not totally empty. Lucky sat tied to a chair in the middle of the room. Under their feet was a plastic tarp, she knew it was to catch blood and other bodily fluids making clean up easier. These mob guys had this down to a science.

Johnny walked to the door. "Can you bring Mrs. Morgan a chair?" Not even a minute later another straight backed chair was placed in front of the bound prisoner.

Lucky hadn't said a word, despite the fact that he wasn't gagged. His eyes however spoke volumes. They were filled with hate-for her. It made Elizabeth shiver, because the night he came to her house and attacked her his eyes were the same. If he could get free he would hurt her badly. Walking over on shaky legs she told herself he couldn't get free. Jason and Johnny stood behind her but didn't say a word.

"Where is my son?" Lucky finally sneered.

"You don't have a son." Elizabeth said in a voice that was rock solid steady.

"YOU BITCH!" Lucky screamed spitting on her in the process. "WHERE IS HE?"

Looking at him sitting there struggling against his bonds Elizabeth was hit with a case of the giggles. He cut a pretty ridiculous figure with his eyes bulging out and his skin turning red. She laughed hard before managing to get herself together. "My son is at a sleepover with his cousin."

"He doesn't have any cousins." Lucky told her.

"He does. This." Elizabeth pointed over her right shoulder. "Is my husband Jason, and this." She pointed over her left shoulder. "Is my brother in-law Johnny. Cameron is sleeping over with Johnny's son."

"You won't win." Lucky was still full of arrogance. "Even if they kill me, my father will come for Cameron. He'll get my son from you, we Spencers don't abandon our own."

"Cameron was never a Spencer. He'll be a better man for that. He was a Hardy, and now he's a Morgan." Elizabeth corrected. "You weren't anything but a sperm donor. In time he won't even remember you." Elizabeth prayed that was true.

"He remembers me." Lucky countered.

"As a monster and a bully. As the person who broke his arm and stole him from his mother." Elizabeth was shaking with anger. "But he won't ever have to worry about seeing you again. His father is going to make sure of that."

Lucky just glared at her.

"Did you kill my sister?" This was what she wanted to know. She wanted to hear him admit it.

"She stole my son from me." Lucky spat out. "I wasn't going to allow her to keep him from me. Same with your parents. They needed to be gone before I killed you. No one was going to keep me from getting back my boy."

Elizabeth stood up and the chair overturned. Grief sharp and rich rolled through her. Yes the members of her family had been dead for some time now, but the pain was fresh. She knew. Inside her she knew but to hear him say it like it was nothing hurt. "I need to leave." There were other things she wanted to say, but she simply couldn't stay here anymore. She turned shattered eyes to Jason. "I'll sit on the porch."

"Do you want me to come with you?" Jason asked. Johnny could handle this. Nothing came before her, not even vengeance.

"I need you to do this. For me and Cameron." Elizabeth told her husband as she blinked back tears. She was not going to cry in front of Lucky.

"I'll go." Johnny volunteered. "Paulie can step in." Even though Lucky was tied up they never left one man alone with the enemy.

"i'll be waiting." Elizabeth said letting Jason embrace her. When this was done she wanted to go home and cuddle up. Georgie was still coming. So that meant that Liz could have some quiet time with Jason.

When Paulie stepped into the room and closed the door behind him Jason started. He moved the chair that Elizabeth had been sitting in so that he would have room to work. First however he had some things that he wanted to say to Lucky Spencer. "Your father and godfather are both going to die today. Your brother is going to die too, but not for a few more months. Once he gets word about Luke and Sean, because we know they helped you, Ethan will guess that his time is coming. I like the thought of him wondering and worrying. He sold out my wife and my son like it was nothing." Jason said giving the tied up man a cold smile.

Lucky didn't say a word.

"Paulie, do you know why Lucky is our guest today?" Jason asked the senior guard.

"No clue." Paulie answered his boss.

"Lucky likes to terrorize women and small children. It makes him feel like a man." Jason said staring Spencer down. When the dark haired man looked away Jason smirked.

"Sounds like maybe he needs to learn what that feels like." Paulie narrowed his eyes in disgust. "I think you should just beat the shit out of him while he's tied down. Let him know what it feels like to be helpless and unable to fight back." The guard had no tolerance for bullies. His older sister used to come home from school in tears because kids picked on her. When Paulie got big enough that shit stopped.

"I like that second option the best." Jason said with a feral grin. "I like that one a lot."


Elizabeth sat on the porch glider and Johnny leaned against the railing. They'd been outside for a while now. He had offered her coffee, water, and because they had some a beer. It was early but well this wasn't exactly your typical family outing. Worrying that she was going to get cold he had one of the guys bring out a blanket because she didn't want to sit in the car. "I've never had a little sister before."

"Only child?" Elizabeth asked pulling herself away from troubling thoughts.

"Street rat." Johnny told her. "I was in what they call out of home care. Same as foster care here. I ran away when I was ten, and managed to avoid being found."

"That sounds awful." Elizabeth said quietly.

"It was." Johnny admitted. "I left Ireland at eighteen, got a job working for Sonny, and didn't return until after I married Em. She told me she was pregnant and I knew it was time to put all my demons to rest."

"So you went back to revisit your old haunts?" Elizabeth knew he was telling her this to get her mind off of Lucky.

"Something like that. I took Jason, because some of those haunts I remember as being in not so great neighborhoods." Johnny said giving her a quick grin. "They were nicely spruced up when we got there. I'm looking forward to taking Ben someday."

"I bet he'd like that." Elizabeth said softly. "Did anything interesting happen while you were there?"

"We drank, a lot." Johnny laughed remembering it. Then he sobered. "We had to come back early because Sonny got blown up."

"I hear that wasn't much of a loss." Emily wasn't the only person who wasn't fond of Sonny.

"Not really." Johnny agreed. "So my lovely wife tells me you promised to get Jason to take a vacation. Where are you going?" He wanted to see what she would plan.

"We're going to Canada for Cameron's birthday." Elizabeth told him.

"I know, but that doesn't count. Birthdays, anniversaries, honeymoons which you didn't get but need to take, and holidays don't count as vacation. You have to go somewhere to relax." Johnny told her the rules. "We go away for a month every summer. Usually in August. You should take July."

"There's a holiday in July." Elizabeth said smiling.

"If you leave on the first, you will be gone during the holiday. Which is different than taking off for the holiday." Johnny grinned again. "I've given this a lot of thought."

"I see." Elizabeth wrapped the blanket tighter around her. "Thank you, for telling Jason to fight for us."

"He was pretty pitiful." Johnny said shaking his head and letting his accent get thicker. "The poor boy was done in."

Elizabeth had to laugh. "He wasn't the only one."

"Is that right?" Johnny asked the petite brunette.

"It is." Elizabeth said smiling wide. "Both Cameron and I were feeling it too."

"It's nice to find the place where you belong." Johnny conceded. Looking at the woman rocking on the glider he just knew that she and Jason were going to be together for the long haul. "If you are getting tired there is another bedroom. It's sound proof."

"I don't want to go back in there until it's done. Can you check for me? Is that allowed?" Elizabeth didn't know if Jason would be upset with an interruption.

"It's allowed, but not necessary." Johnny could see into the house from where he was standing. He looked at his watch, almost four hours had passed. He and Liz had spent most of that time just sitting silently.

"Why?" Elizabeth asked confused before he could answer the front door opened and Jason stepped onto the porch.

"It's done." The blonde mob boss told his wife. He wanted it to take longer. Wanted to torture Lucky for days, but Jason knew Elizabeth wouldn't start to truly heal until that piece of shit was dead. So things had to end today. "Do you need to see him?"

"I do." Elizabeth said nodding her head. "It's not you-." She started.

"I know." Jason told her. "Come on."

Elizabeth followed her husband back and stopped in the doorway. Lucky's pale lifeless body was still tied to the chair. There wasn't a mark on him, but she knew immediately how he died. "Exsanguination."

"Yeah." Jason said from behind her. He wanted to beat the fucker to a bloody pulp but with Elizabeth returning to the room Jason was worried she wouldn't ever get the image out of her mind. This wasn't a work situation. This was intensely personal, intimate even. So he came up with a compromise. Under Lucky's clothes where Liz couldn't see Jason had broken as many bones as he could, because he needed to beat on the asshole. It took a few hours. Listening to the abusive prick cry and beg for mercy was quite satisfying. Jason's cold laughter let Lucky know that mercy wouldn't be happening. When Jason felt his point had been made he stabbed Lucky and watched him bleed to death. After the area was cleaned up Jason brought Liz back.

She didn't even need to cross the room to know that Lucky was dead. Turning to Jason she looked up at him. "Thank you."

"Let me take you home." Jason requested. He wanted to spend the time they had until Cameron came home taking care of her.

"Yes." Without a backward glance Elizabeth walked out of the room and then out of the cabin. Lucky Spencer was a problem no more.


A/N: I know Lucky was dealt with quickly, but he isn't focal point of the story. His actions toward Elizabeth and Cameron are. So in order for them to really be able to heal the monster who stalked them needed to go. I also know some of you are going to say it wasn't bloody enough. There is nothing I could do that would equal what Lucky did to Cameron. To try, and I actually did when I was writing this out, disrupted the flow of the story and ticked off my muse. I try never to tick off my muse. When I do she goes away and there are no more stories. So I realized early on this was going to be chapter that many of you wouldn't like, but it is also how it had to be. I'm not apologizing for it, just stating the simple truth.

If it makes you feel better I am writing a story now where Jason beats the crap out of Lucky.

Thanks for the reviews!