Chapter 5
"COURTNEY!" Jason screamed as he fell to her side. He lifted up her head and felt something warm and sticky on his fingers. His blood turned to ice. He looked at his hand and saw deep, rich, red blood flowing from the back of Courtney's head. He almost fainted.
"Somebody call the police! Call 911! Get an ambulance the hell over here! Jason said in hysteria. His eyes welled up with tears. Not now, he thought to him self, this was supposed to be the happiest day of our lives.
"Move Away! Move Away! Were is the victim!" The paramedics voice boomed from the chapel entrance.
The paramedics then gently lifted Courtney onto a stretcher. All of the blood had drained from her face and she was as white as a ghost, even with her make-up on. She looked lifeless, just laying there, helpless, losing more blood every moment.
Jason went with her to the hospital, where they immediately placed her in surgery. Sonny and Carly met him there and they waited restlessly for news. Monica came out once, with a grim look on her face, and when she saw Jason's expression of grief and loss, she came over and told him, "It's ok, Jason, we haven't lost her yet. She's a fighter."
They said yet, Jason though, that means she could still die.
After hours of pacing restlessly throughout the E.R., he finally succumbed to his weariness and fell asleep in a chair.
"Jason, wake up. Jason? Jason can you hear me? Courtney's out of surgery," Monica said softly.
Jason could hear her speaking in the back of his mind, but he didn't want to wake up.
Finally what she had said registered in his mind, and he was wide awake. "Is she alive?" He asked slowly, not really wanting to know the answer to his dreadful question.
"Well, yes and no, so to speak," Monica said slowly, carefully choosing her words.
"What do you mean, Monica? Just tell me if my wife is going to live!!" Jason spat out.
"Ok, calm down Jason. Yes, Courtney is alive, and so is the baby. But the bad news is that she lost a lot of blood, and is now in a coma. I don't know how long it will be until she wakes up, Jason. It might be quite a while, and she might not have her memory. nothing is for sure." Monica said sadly.
"Well, I'm going to go home and rest for a bit and then I'll be right back. Carly, can you sit with her for me? I don't want her to be alone incase she wakes up." Jason said wearily. So much had happened in the past few hours.
"Of course, Jason." Carly said quietly.
But before Jason could make it to the elevator, Scott Baldwin and one of his little minions came after Jason.
"Hello, anger boy," Scott said, "So, your beautiful new wife gets shot before you two can cut the cake. Why don't you tell me what happened."
"Scott, leave it alone. His wife got shot on their wedding day, for Christ's sake, and you're here trying to pester him with questions! No! Just, go away. I don't want to see your face here again!" Sonny said angrily.
"Hey! You can't boss me around like that! I'm the D.A.! One more statement like that and you're in jail, buddy," Scott said, loving his "authority."
"Forget it, I'm out," Jason said. With that he got on the elevator and left.
When he got to the penthouse Jason broke down in tears and collapsed on the couch. He then fell into a deep sleep.
Hours later Jason awoke to the bright, early morning sun. He realized he had fallen asleep on the couch and instantly scrambled out of bed to change so he could get back to Courtney.
When he arrived at the hospital, Carly was asleep in a chair in Courtney's room. Jason just walked over to her bed and held her cold, limp, hand. She was breathing normally, which seemed good, but she still looked so lifeless. Jason then spoke quietly to her, "Courtney? Can you hear me? Well, I bet you can some how, so you have to listen to me. You have to fight this, for our baby, for yourself, and for me. Courtney, if you don't make it I don't know what I'll do. I can't live without you. You are my life. Come on, baby, just wake up."
Jason looked at the lifeless hand he was holding and caught the shimmer of the wedding ring on her finger. She looked brilliant when he had slipped the platinum band on to her finger. It seemed impossible that that had happened less then twenty-four hours ago.
Later that day, Sonny told Jason to go home and rest. Of course Jason protested, but Sonny told him everything would be alright and he would stay here with Carly. Finally Jason agreed and went home, exhausted.
During the late afternoon, Sonny and Carly decided to take a quick breath of fresh air. They figured nothing could go wrong in 5 minutes, so they left for their walk.
So soon as they were gone, a figure slid into Courtney's room. "Hello Courtney," said a cold, yet familiar voice. It was AJ.
"So, It seems my perfect little plan worked, almost," he said as he sat down by her side, "If only that bullet had gone a little farther in. You see, I couldn't stand the fact that you, of all people, would cheat on my with my thug brother. I knew that I wouldn't be able to win to back by killing Jason, so I decided that if I couldn't have you, no one could. Yes, that's right, my dear. I shot you. And I would do it again if I had to, and since that bullet didn't finish off the job, I guess this will have to do," He said maliciously as he took one of her pillows from behind her back. Then just as he was about to smother it over her face, Carly and Sonny opened the door.
"COURTNEY!" Jason screamed as he fell to her side. He lifted up her head and felt something warm and sticky on his fingers. His blood turned to ice. He looked at his hand and saw deep, rich, red blood flowing from the back of Courtney's head. He almost fainted.
"Somebody call the police! Call 911! Get an ambulance the hell over here! Jason said in hysteria. His eyes welled up with tears. Not now, he thought to him self, this was supposed to be the happiest day of our lives.
"Move Away! Move Away! Were is the victim!" The paramedics voice boomed from the chapel entrance.
The paramedics then gently lifted Courtney onto a stretcher. All of the blood had drained from her face and she was as white as a ghost, even with her make-up on. She looked lifeless, just laying there, helpless, losing more blood every moment.
Jason went with her to the hospital, where they immediately placed her in surgery. Sonny and Carly met him there and they waited restlessly for news. Monica came out once, with a grim look on her face, and when she saw Jason's expression of grief and loss, she came over and told him, "It's ok, Jason, we haven't lost her yet. She's a fighter."
They said yet, Jason though, that means she could still die.
After hours of pacing restlessly throughout the E.R., he finally succumbed to his weariness and fell asleep in a chair.
"Jason, wake up. Jason? Jason can you hear me? Courtney's out of surgery," Monica said softly.
Jason could hear her speaking in the back of his mind, but he didn't want to wake up.
Finally what she had said registered in his mind, and he was wide awake. "Is she alive?" He asked slowly, not really wanting to know the answer to his dreadful question.
"Well, yes and no, so to speak," Monica said slowly, carefully choosing her words.
"What do you mean, Monica? Just tell me if my wife is going to live!!" Jason spat out.
"Ok, calm down Jason. Yes, Courtney is alive, and so is the baby. But the bad news is that she lost a lot of blood, and is now in a coma. I don't know how long it will be until she wakes up, Jason. It might be quite a while, and she might not have her memory. nothing is for sure." Monica said sadly.
"Well, I'm going to go home and rest for a bit and then I'll be right back. Carly, can you sit with her for me? I don't want her to be alone incase she wakes up." Jason said wearily. So much had happened in the past few hours.
"Of course, Jason." Carly said quietly.
But before Jason could make it to the elevator, Scott Baldwin and one of his little minions came after Jason.
"Hello, anger boy," Scott said, "So, your beautiful new wife gets shot before you two can cut the cake. Why don't you tell me what happened."
"Scott, leave it alone. His wife got shot on their wedding day, for Christ's sake, and you're here trying to pester him with questions! No! Just, go away. I don't want to see your face here again!" Sonny said angrily.
"Hey! You can't boss me around like that! I'm the D.A.! One more statement like that and you're in jail, buddy," Scott said, loving his "authority."
"Forget it, I'm out," Jason said. With that he got on the elevator and left.
When he got to the penthouse Jason broke down in tears and collapsed on the couch. He then fell into a deep sleep.
Hours later Jason awoke to the bright, early morning sun. He realized he had fallen asleep on the couch and instantly scrambled out of bed to change so he could get back to Courtney.
When he arrived at the hospital, Carly was asleep in a chair in Courtney's room. Jason just walked over to her bed and held her cold, limp, hand. She was breathing normally, which seemed good, but she still looked so lifeless. Jason then spoke quietly to her, "Courtney? Can you hear me? Well, I bet you can some how, so you have to listen to me. You have to fight this, for our baby, for yourself, and for me. Courtney, if you don't make it I don't know what I'll do. I can't live without you. You are my life. Come on, baby, just wake up."
Jason looked at the lifeless hand he was holding and caught the shimmer of the wedding ring on her finger. She looked brilliant when he had slipped the platinum band on to her finger. It seemed impossible that that had happened less then twenty-four hours ago.
Later that day, Sonny told Jason to go home and rest. Of course Jason protested, but Sonny told him everything would be alright and he would stay here with Carly. Finally Jason agreed and went home, exhausted.
During the late afternoon, Sonny and Carly decided to take a quick breath of fresh air. They figured nothing could go wrong in 5 minutes, so they left for their walk.
So soon as they were gone, a figure slid into Courtney's room. "Hello Courtney," said a cold, yet familiar voice. It was AJ.
"So, It seems my perfect little plan worked, almost," he said as he sat down by her side, "If only that bullet had gone a little farther in. You see, I couldn't stand the fact that you, of all people, would cheat on my with my thug brother. I knew that I wouldn't be able to win to back by killing Jason, so I decided that if I couldn't have you, no one could. Yes, that's right, my dear. I shot you. And I would do it again if I had to, and since that bullet didn't finish off the job, I guess this will have to do," He said maliciously as he took one of her pillows from behind her back. Then just as he was about to smother it over her face, Carly and Sonny opened the door.