Second Chances: Losing Emily
~*~* Hello everyone.this is my first GH fanfic ever so please be gentle. I haven't been a GH fan that long.but long enough to know that I see a great deal of potential between Jason and Liz. So since the writers won't give me what I want I thought I would do it myself. :o)
Here's the story setup.. Emily is dying ** and in my story she won't be making a miraculous recovery** Courtney and AJ are still happily married. Liz knows what Ric has done to Carly and she's written him out of her life even though he hasn't taken the hint just yet. The story begins with the scene with Jason and Liz in the chapel discussing how they will live their lives without Emily. I hope you enjoy and please reviews and feedback are greatly appreciated.
Lisa
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Jason let out a heavy sigh as the door to Emily's room closed behind him. He gazed through the glass window as Zander claimed the chair he had just vacated. He watched as the man he once despised caressed his sister's hand so lovingly.
Stoic Jason tried to focus on anything but Emily's last question. 'How do I make my dying all right for them?' At the moment he couldn't even recall the answer he had given her moments before since he was asking himself the very same question. How was he supposed to go on without Emily in his life? Just then Monica and Alan rounded the corner with grim faces. Jason listened as they recounted how Emily's badly compromised immune system was now causing the rest of her body to slowly shut down as well. Monica choked back her sobs not wanting to say out loud what the three of them already knew - Emily was dying.
Jason wasn't able to stay there any longer. He couldn't look back through the glass window at his sister. He couldn't offer any support to Monica or Alan even though he knew they desperately needed it. Jason didn't know how to do that. He didn't know how to deal with the pain that ripped through his heart. No physical pain he had encountered in his life had ever hurt like this. Without a word to either of them Jason turned and made his way down the corridor.
Before long he found himself standing before the hospital chapel. Jason rested his hand on the swinging doors and wondered given his laundry list of sins if he should even be there. He pushed that thought to the back of his mind and made his way inside. The chapel was dimly lit and the candles flickering in the votives made red reflections on the walls and ceiling. Absently Jason lit a candle of his own. He wasn't sure if it was out of some forgotten instinct or something else but did it just the same. He slumped down in the first pew and stared straight ahead not really seeing anything around him. Instead his mind concentrated on his sister Emily, how much he loved her and how his heart ached already and she wasn't even gone.
Jason leaned forward and let his hands cover his weary face. Ever since they had faked Sonny's death his life had been in perpetual motion and finally in the stillness of the chapel it all came crashing down around him. Before he could let himself succumb to the tears that threatened to spill from behind his ice blue eyes, he felt a hand gently touch his shoulder.
Jason turned to see Elizabeth standing behind him shedding the tears he wished that he could.
"Can I sit?" she asked her voice barely above a whisper. Jason slid over giving way a place for her. "I just talked to Monica and Alan. They said things aren't looking good." Jason only nodded for he didn't trust his voice. "How do I say goodbye to my best friend?" Elizabeth wondered aloud as her voice dissolved into another wave of uncontrollable sobs.
Instinctively Jason wrapped his arms around her and pulled her body against his own. Easily Elizabeth let herself melt into the warmth she felt there. It was like suddenly all of the ugliness that had been between them was gone. It was as though her issues with his lies about Sonny's "death", Ric's horrendous acts against the people that Jason loved the most, none of that mattered anymore. All that mattered was that they both were losing one of the most important people in their lives.
From outside the chapel door, Ric Lansing watched as Jason Morgan cradled Elizabeth, his wife, in his arms. The rage inside him roared. He had lost nearly everything to Sonny and he wasn't about to lose his wife to Jason without one hell of a fight.
~*~* Hello everyone.this is my first GH fanfic ever so please be gentle. I haven't been a GH fan that long.but long enough to know that I see a great deal of potential between Jason and Liz. So since the writers won't give me what I want I thought I would do it myself. :o)
Here's the story setup.. Emily is dying ** and in my story she won't be making a miraculous recovery** Courtney and AJ are still happily married. Liz knows what Ric has done to Carly and she's written him out of her life even though he hasn't taken the hint just yet. The story begins with the scene with Jason and Liz in the chapel discussing how they will live their lives without Emily. I hope you enjoy and please reviews and feedback are greatly appreciated.
Lisa
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Jason let out a heavy sigh as the door to Emily's room closed behind him. He gazed through the glass window as Zander claimed the chair he had just vacated. He watched as the man he once despised caressed his sister's hand so lovingly.
Stoic Jason tried to focus on anything but Emily's last question. 'How do I make my dying all right for them?' At the moment he couldn't even recall the answer he had given her moments before since he was asking himself the very same question. How was he supposed to go on without Emily in his life? Just then Monica and Alan rounded the corner with grim faces. Jason listened as they recounted how Emily's badly compromised immune system was now causing the rest of her body to slowly shut down as well. Monica choked back her sobs not wanting to say out loud what the three of them already knew - Emily was dying.
Jason wasn't able to stay there any longer. He couldn't look back through the glass window at his sister. He couldn't offer any support to Monica or Alan even though he knew they desperately needed it. Jason didn't know how to do that. He didn't know how to deal with the pain that ripped through his heart. No physical pain he had encountered in his life had ever hurt like this. Without a word to either of them Jason turned and made his way down the corridor.
Before long he found himself standing before the hospital chapel. Jason rested his hand on the swinging doors and wondered given his laundry list of sins if he should even be there. He pushed that thought to the back of his mind and made his way inside. The chapel was dimly lit and the candles flickering in the votives made red reflections on the walls and ceiling. Absently Jason lit a candle of his own. He wasn't sure if it was out of some forgotten instinct or something else but did it just the same. He slumped down in the first pew and stared straight ahead not really seeing anything around him. Instead his mind concentrated on his sister Emily, how much he loved her and how his heart ached already and she wasn't even gone.
Jason leaned forward and let his hands cover his weary face. Ever since they had faked Sonny's death his life had been in perpetual motion and finally in the stillness of the chapel it all came crashing down around him. Before he could let himself succumb to the tears that threatened to spill from behind his ice blue eyes, he felt a hand gently touch his shoulder.
Jason turned to see Elizabeth standing behind him shedding the tears he wished that he could.
"Can I sit?" she asked her voice barely above a whisper. Jason slid over giving way a place for her. "I just talked to Monica and Alan. They said things aren't looking good." Jason only nodded for he didn't trust his voice. "How do I say goodbye to my best friend?" Elizabeth wondered aloud as her voice dissolved into another wave of uncontrollable sobs.
Instinctively Jason wrapped his arms around her and pulled her body against his own. Easily Elizabeth let herself melt into the warmth she felt there. It was like suddenly all of the ugliness that had been between them was gone. It was as though her issues with his lies about Sonny's "death", Ric's horrendous acts against the people that Jason loved the most, none of that mattered anymore. All that mattered was that they both were losing one of the most important people in their lives.
From outside the chapel door, Ric Lansing watched as Jason Morgan cradled Elizabeth, his wife, in his arms. The rage inside him roared. He had lost nearly everything to Sonny and he wasn't about to lose his wife to Jason without one hell of a fight.