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Chapter 53

Elizabeth was curled up on the bed in the master suite of the penthouse crying. She needed to get up because she had things to do today. Work wasn't one of them. The art center was still closed. By the time they learned Emily was poisoned it was too late to reverse the earlier decision to close the center for the rest of the week. It would open Monday with Nadine overseeing things. The schedule for the first two weeks was light, so the staff shouldn't be overwhelmed. Elizabeth would join them a few days after the opening. Today she had to meet Lila at the funeral home to begin planning Emily's burial service since Monica was still catatonic at the hospital.

Her friend had died yesterday afternoon, and Elizabeth still hadn't really fully accepted it. Despite being there when they terminated life support, Elizabeth simply didn't want to believe it. After leaving the hospital she and Jason had returned to the penthouse. They didn't talk, but just sat on the couch together holding one another close. Johnny sent dinner and they ate it, but neither one gave the meal much thought. Last night they had both taken sleeping pills needing the rest.

This morning when Elizabeth opened her eyes the sun had been up. Just like on any other normal day. Only on this day Emily was dead. Jason was gone, but that wasn't surprising, knowing him he would be at work. He would want to begin finding out if what everyone suspected was true. That Robin killed Emily. If she did Elizabeth hoped Jason made her death as painful as possible.

Throwing off the covers Elizabeth got out of bed and headed for the shower. It was time to get moving. She didn't want to keep Lila waiting.


Jason wasn't at the warehouse like Elizabeth thought. He was actually only a few floors below the penthouse. Taggert and a forensics crew were inside Emily's apartment looking for possible evidence. They had sealed off the unit yesterday, but didn't start going through the space until this morning. Yesterday they spent the day in Robin's lab. Removing the container that housed the poison in Emily's body. Jason was also aware that his sister was scheduled for an autopsy this afternoon but didn't want to think much on it. Hopefully Cooper would start reporting things to them soon.

Jason wasn't needed for the search but he couldn't be anywhere else. He wasn't allowed in his sister's apartment, so he was waiting in the hallway. Johnny was standing next to him, right now the guys didn't want their boss to be alone. Neither man had said anything in the time that they had been waiting.

Jason had been thinking about Emily since they left the hospital. Not having memories for most of his life normally didn't bother him. It was just the reality of his situation. Today he wished he had more. He wished he could remember Emily when she was younger. She often spoke of how terrified she was those first weeks living in the mansion, and how he was one of the people who made it a point to check on her. To make sure she was doing okay. It had not only been a time of getting a new family, but Emily had been grieving the loss of her mother Paige.

He wanted those memories back.

Jason didn't always process things like everyone else since his accident. He tended to have a very unemotional view of the world. He did feel love, he could feel grief, but to look at him you might not know it. Because he didn't express them in a typical manner. Crying was not something he did often, so he wouldn't shed a lot of tears at the loss of his sister. It just wasn't how he was built.

To outsiders he would be his normal silent self. Those who knew Jason well, the people he allowed close, would feel the difference from his normal quiet demeanor and the utter devastation that marked this silence. They would understand the pain he was feeling. They would give him the time he needed to process this major change in his world, and offer him whatever support they could.

When the elevator opened both mobsters, and the police officer who was charged with watching the door looked down the hall. That Elizabeth was getting off surprised Jason. "What's wrong?" He asked his girlfriend.

"I need to go in Emily's apartment." Elizabeth said stopping in front of the officer. "Move." She didn't even care that she was being rude.

"I'm sorry I can't let you in." The officer responded trying to be sensitive to the situation. This wasn't an uncommon occurrence. Often loved ones wanted to go in and remove items. Until the detectives were done that couldn't happen.

"I need to go in." Elizabeth repeated.

"Elizabeth." Jason said quietly placing his hands on her shoulders. He wasn't sure if he would have made it through the hours since his sister passed away without his girl to lean on.

"No." Elizabeth said shaking her head. "I NEED TO GO IN!" She shouted, they weren't going to stop her. "Make him move." She said turning shattered eyes up to her boyfriend. "Tell him to let me in."

"Baby, the police are still inside. We can't go in until they leave." Jason wasn't sure why Elizabeth needed so badly to go into Emily's apartment. Before he could ask the door opened.

"Is everything okay?" Taggert had heard the yelling. The officer on the door was nervous enough with Jason standing there watching him, so the detective decided to check when he heard Elizabeth Webber's voice.

"I have to come in." Elizabeth's voice broke as she blinked back tears.

"We haven't finished processing the apartment." Taggert gently explained. Unlike what most people saw on television this took more than ten minutes. They would be here most of the day.

"You are probably scaring Bailey." Elizabeth said wiping away a tear. "I need to take her upstairs, Emily would want me to take care of her."

Jason just wrapped his arms around his girl, afraid she was going to knock Taggert over. He had forgotten about his sister's pet. "Bailey is the cat." The mob boss explained.

Taggert nodded. They saw the litter box, and it was Harper who located the animal. It was crouched in the back of Emily's closet. No one had gotten close enough to read the name tags. Taggert told the crew to save processing that area until last. "Hold on." He said before stepping back inside. "Cal?"

"Yeah?" Cal Atkins was head of the forensics lab.

"Can Ms. Webber come in and remove the cat?" Taggert wanted to know. This was his investigation, but he wasn't in charge of the crime scene.

"Give us a few minutes. I need to have the photographer document the closet. We did the bathroom." Where the litter box, and supplies were stored. "The kitchen too." Which is where the food, and bowls were stationed. "I'll have one of the crew bag up all the things for the cat." They weren't heartless, and understood why Ms. Webber might want the animal.

Taggert stepped back out. "Can you call someone to take all the cat items upstairs? Cal is going to bag it up. Give us a few minutes and you can come in and get Bailey." He explained as his heart broke at the pain he was seeing.

"Thank you." Jason responded for Elizabeth who was crying against his shoulder.

"Sure thing." Taggert said stepping back inside. After the closet was photographed from every conceivable angle he went back out to get Elizabeth. "You can't take anything but the cat out."

"Okay." Elizabeth had calmed down again. "Thank you."

"You're welcome. Come on back." Taggert said opening the door.

Elizabeth stepped inside the unit and had to take a deep breath. It hadn't been that long since Em moved in. They had fun picking out colors for the walls, and then going furniture shopping. Every year Queen of Angels had a huge flea market to benefit it's after school program and they had plans to go and pick up accent pieces for both their places. Now that wouldn't be happening. She followed Taggert into the bedroom as more memories rolled through her brain. Emily had brought her bedroom set from home, and Elizabeth remembered sitting under that comforter watching movies and eating ice cream during sleepovers.

"She's in the closet." Taggert pointed to the back.

Elizabeth didn't even have to enter the space. Bailey bounded out right into her arms. The poor cat was shivering, not liking the strangers in her space. "It's okay baby." She crooned to the kitty. "Thank you." Elizabeth said crying once more as she walked by the detective who just nodded again before escorting her out.

"We should be done in a few more hours." Taggert told Jason. "We will give you a print out of anything we remove." Having been through search and seizures before Jason would already know that.

Jason just nodded before turning his attention to his girl. "Feel better?"

"Yes. Can we keep Bailey?" Elizabeth wanted to know.

"Yeah." Jason said in a gruff voice before clearing his throat. "Emily would want that. I had the guys take everything upstairs."

Elizabeth just nodded. "I have to go out, but when I get back home I'll spend some time with her."

"We can both spend some time with her." Jason just wanted to keep an eye on Elizabeth. He looked over at Renaldo who just nodded. He knew to call if she needed him. "Tell my grandmother that we will come visit tomorrow."

"Okay." Elizabeth said walking back to the elevator cradling the soft body against hers. Bailey was purring feeling secure with someone she knew.

When the elevator doors closed Jason leaned against the wall next to Johnny again, and waited for the PCPD to be done their work.


Scott was in Claire's office when Mac walked in. "Have you found her?" The commissioner wanted to know. The call from Taggert had left the older man speechless. The PCPD had issued an arrest warrant for Robin based on preliminary evidence. Mac had taken the first available flight home, he drove right here from the airport.

"We can't tell you that." Scott said speaking before the mayor could. All morning he had been expecting a call from Jason, but so far one hadn't come. He figured Morgan would request to know the information in the lab reports as soon as they came in. Since he hadn't been contacted he was guessing there was someone on Jason's payroll in the department. Scott would not be looking for that person. "You are related to the suspect."

"Since when do you care about protocol?" Mac wanted to know.

"Mac." Claire said trying to avoid a fist fight. Scott already had one broken hand, he didn't need any more injuries. "You can't be involved in this investigation and you know it. With Robin being your niece we need to make sure there is no hint of impropriety. Has she contacted you at all in the last twenty-four hours?"

Once the compound had been removed from the hospital, a detective had been dispatched to the Scorpio house to bring Robin in. At that point Emily was still barely alive, and the doctor was a person of interest, now she was a suspect in a homicide. Officers were watching the house around the clock in case she showed up.

"No." Mac said shaking his head.

"Would you tell us if she had?" Scott wanted to know.

There were a lot of things Mac wanted to say to the D.A., but he kept his mouth shut. The fact that Scott would be all over this wasn't surprising. He was in Edward Quartermaine's pocket and the older man would want justice. It was Jason that worried Mac the most. The mob boss would probably want Robin dead, so his niece needed to be cleared as soon as possible. Because Mac knew she hadn't done this.

"Am I being suspended?" Mac wanted to know.

"Not as long as you stay away from this case in an official capacity." Claire told her commissioner. Realistically Mac would have access to reports, but as long as he didn't interfere he could keep working.

"I'm going to be requesting a subpoena to review your phone log." Scott told Mac. He didn't believe Robin hadn't called her uncle. He had also contacted the French authorities and asked them to keep Brenda Barrett under surveillance, because she too would help her friend if the opportunity presented itself.

Mac took his phone out of his pocket and threw it on Claire's desk. "That isn't necessary. Robin didn't do this. The evidence will prove that. When it does I expect a personal apology from you."

"If the evidence clears her, you will get one." Scott said wrapping the phone in tissue paper. He would call Taggert to come get it.

Mac walked out of the office, and tried to figure out where Robin would go.


"She is boarding her plane to Rio shortly." Hank reported to Francis. Yesterday morning the guard had followed Courtney from Port Charles to Canada. He had false papers in the glove compartment and quickly passed through the checkpoint not losing his charge. Her first stop had been the airport where she bought her ticket, with cash. On the way to Canada she had stopped at several ATMs. She didn't have her money from Sonny's will yet, but the mob boss had given his sister a good amount of money while he was still alive. Stan didn't have trouble finding out where she was going because Hank had the time of purchase and the ticket agent's name.

After watching her check into a cheap motel there had been some shopping for more clothes. Again with cash. Now Hank was watching Courtney hand over her boarding pass. They still had no idea why she left Port Charles yesterday without warning, but the fact that she did on the same day Emily died raised some red flags. So Francis said to stick with her.

"That's fine." Francis was in his office at the warehouse. At the moment he was in charge of the Morgan Organization. He had spent a good portion of the day fielding condolence calls from other families. The big question had been when the service would be held. Everyone would come to show respect to Jason. Francis had no answer at the moment, no one knew when Emily's body was going to be released. "We have someone waiting to pick her up when she lands. You can return home when the plane takes off." They wanted to make sure Courtney didn't get off again.

"Sure thing." Hank said ending his call and walking to the large window so he would have an unobstructed view of the plane.


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