Babble: You made it this far and I'm so flattered. I hope you like this part as well.
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The Rave: Realizations
Conclusion
~Warehouse~
"You're telling me Jason Morgan is not only back in town, he's the one who beat you up?" Sorel asked.
"Yes." Zander admitted, "I didn't know who he was until later. I didn't know she was his girlfriend."
"So you had Elizabeth Webber alone and drugged in a motel room, and out of nowhere Morgan shows up?"
"Yes."
Sorel drummed his fingers on the desk. "You know Zander I had high hopes for you, but you seem to be making a lot of mistakes, mistakes I just can't have in my organization."
"Mr. Sorel, I can handle this, I just wanted you to know." Zander said quickly.
"Like you handled the Ted Wilson matter?" Sorel asked. "Again that was your plan, framing Jason Morgan's sister for the murder of a cop was inspired," he got up from his desk. "Only I never got to read that headline, the only thing my paper says is, a cop is missing."
Zander shifted in his chair causing the plastic underneath it to crinkle. "I don't know what happened with that."
"I guess not, so you want to tell me how you ended up with Elizabeth Webber?"
"I met the girl at the rave, I didn't know who she was." Zander explained, rubbing at his eyes, the paint fumes in the partially painted office were getting to him.
"Did you know that she is Emily Quartermaine's best friend? Did you know that she doesn't go to raves? That she is a college student who actually works and studies?" Sorel asked, "So the mere fact she went there meant she was looking for someone?" He paused, "and guess who she found."
"Why would she be looking for me?" Zander asked, this wasn't going the way he thought it would.
"Why don't you tell me?" Sorel asked moving around the desk again, "are you sure no one saw you that night?"
Zander flashed back to the girl with braids he had ran into outside of the motel room.
"I see from the look on your face that there is."
"She's just a rave rat, she doesn't know anything." Zander said nervously.
"Tell me was this rave rat there last night?" Sorel asked.
Zander frowned trying to remember. He had turned around to look, when Elizabeth had yelled the name Nikolas. He saw the guy, and behind him were two girls, Emily Quartermaine and… "Oh shit."
"So she was there, she recognized you, you end up at a motel with Jason Morgan's girlfriend, and he ends up there too." Sorel began to drum his fingers again. "Zander you've brought a lot of trouble down on me. Trouble I don't need."
"Look I will handle this, no one knows where the cop is, so no one can pin anything on me or you."
"I'm afraid," Sorel said getting to his feet and moving to a file cabinet. "There is someone who can pin something on me. And I can't have that."
"Mr. Sorel…" Zander's voice trailed off.
"Goodbye Zander." Sorel said turning with the gun in his hand and pulling the trigger.
~Van~
"What was that?" Mike asked when a thud came over the speakers.
"That would be Zander Smith hitting the ground, it seems his usefulness has come to an end." Francis explained, before picking up his cell to call Sonny.
"He shot the guy in his own office?" Mike repeated, "that's kind of dumb, blood will be everywhere."
"That's what the plastic was for you idiot." Francis shook his head.
~Jake's~
Elizabeth sank weakly on the bed, that was brutal, but honest, like he said he didn't lie. She felt so hurt, but it was her own fault, she was the one that had misread the signs, he hadn't done anything to lead her on. She knew she should be embarrassed but all she felt right then was pain.
"I wouldn't have stayed because you weren't ready to move on yet." Jason crouched in front of her, he could see the hurt his words had caused, in her eyes. "I wasn't ready yet."
"Really?" She asked softly reluctant to hope.
"Yes. Elizabeth you were coming out of your grief, but you needed to stand on your own for a while, and I needed to figure some things out too." He took her hands in his. "Neither one of us would have been ready to find out what would have happened if we kissed."
"Are you ready now?" She asked softly her eyes searching his. She thought she saw the answer in them, and that gave her the courage to ask.
"That depends, do you want to kiss me so I will stay in town, because you can't be with Lucky, or…" He stopped when she pressed her finger to his lips.
"I want to kiss you, because you haunt my dreams. Because I felt fully alive for the first time in forever when I woke up and saw you here. Because the thought, that I will never be able to kiss you, scares the hell out of me, because…" Her words were stopped by his lips.
The kiss was soft at first, they were learning each other's taste. It was sweet, but she knew that there was so much more ahead, and it was everything she had been hoping for.
He broke the kiss and looked at her. "I got tired of waiting."
"I'm glad." She told him, drawing his head up to kiss him again. This time his mouth was a little more familiar, and yet still new. His mouth cruised over hers, and he nibbled at her mouth, to get her to open for him. His hands lost himself in her hair, while he lost himself in the taste of her, he moved up to press her back to the bed, shifting so he was lying on his side beside her.
Whether it was minutes or hours later, he didn't know, but when he finally broke the kiss, her hair was messed by his hands, her lips bruised from his lips, and her eyes were half opened and full of need for him. "No I wouldn't have been ready for you in January, Elizabeth. I wonder if I'm ready for you now."
"Too late to pull back now." She smiled at him, moving to lean on her elbow, while she traced his mouth with her hand. "I told you if I hold onto you this time I wasn't letting go."
"You remember that?"
"Pieces." She said with a smile, "only pieces." She leaned down and began to kiss him again, only to stop when his cell began to ring. She flopped back to the bed with a groan, "I know you have to get that."
Jason sat up and reached for the cell on the table, "Morgan." He paused and listened for a minute before glancing at his watch, "I'll be there as soon as I can."
Elizabeth sat up at his words, swallowing her disappointment she looked for her boots. She was zipping up her boots when he ended his call.
"Sorry." He said getting to his feet.
"It's okay Jason, I understand," she took his hand when he offered it and headed for the door. "Am I supposed to keep it a secret that you're here?" She asked when they headed down the stairs.
"No. Emily already knows, there's no reason to hide anymore." He opened the backdoor of Jake's and stepped out into the bright sunlight.
Elizabeth paused in the door, trying to adjust to the light, maybe her head did hurt.
He saw her hesitation and held out the helmet, "Are you coming?"
"It depends," she took the helmet from him. "Who drives?"
He leaned against the seat, "You can, if you can answer one question for me."
"Shoot." She said pulling on the helmet.
"Tell me one fact about Uzbekistan, just one little fact." He held up his finger.
"Uzbekistan?" She repeated slowly, stalling for time.
"Yes." He nodded, "tick, tock," he grinned when she glared at him. "That's the clock."
"Ok, well, Uzbekistan, it rains there when you forget your umbrella." She gestured to the bike. "Okay I drive, get on."
Jason shook his head. "That is not a fact."
"Can you prove I'm wrong?" She asked when he got on the bike, "I didn't think so," She said when he looked at her. "So I'm right."
"You know I'm starting to think that you only like me because of my bike." Jason grumbled.
She reached over and took his face in her hands, and brought his mouth to hers. This kiss was stronger then the others, more passionate, he felt her tongue trace his lips lightly asking for permission to enter, and he opened for her. She explored his mouth, and his arms slid around her waist drawing her nearer. They were both breathless when she pulled back. "You can't do that with a bike." She told him before slipping on the bike in front of him.
"That's good to know." His voice rumbled in her ears and his hands covered hers on the handlebars and he started the bike for her.
~Studio~
"I need to see Sonny and then Emily, so I don't know how long it will take." Jason said leading the way to her studio.
"That's okay, I want to go back to Kelly's and shower, and I better find Emily and Nikolas too, I bet their worried." She let go of his hand, bent down and unzipped her boot, and pulled a string off her ankle that held a key.
"You always carry your key on your ankle?" He asked leaning against the doorjamb.
"In case you didn't notice, these pants don't have pockets." She shot back sliding the key in the lock.
"Oh I noticed." He said softly letting his eyes roam over her.
The look he was giving her seemed to start a fire inside of her, and she knew that he had been right, she wouldn't have been able to handle a look like that from him in January. She was glad that she could now. She stepped closer and he was lowering his head to kiss her, when the studio door opened.
"Elizabeth, I thought I heard your voice." Lucky frowned when he saw her leaning against Jason, and Jason leaning down like he was going to kiss her.
"Lucky what are you doing here?" Elizabeth asked smiling regretfully at Jason before heading inside the studio. "How did you get in anyway?"
"Nikolas and Emily were here when I got here, they left about an hour ago." Lucky ignored Jason to follow Elizabeth, "where have you been? I've been looking for you everywhere."
"I've been with Jason, he got me away from Zander," she gestured to Jason who stood just inside the door. "Aren't you going to say hello to him?"
"Jason." Lucky said shortly.
"Lucky." Jason nodded his head, he didn't look like the kid that used to rent a room from him.
"Look Jason I hate to be rude," Lucky started, "thanks for helping Elizabeth and everything, but I need to talk to her alone."
"Lucky this is my place, you don't have a right to tell people to leave." Elizabeth snapped, "Jason is staying, if you don't like it, you can leave."
Lucky looked at her in shock, she didn't sound like she normally did.
Jason hid his grin, "It's okay Elizabeth, I need to go. I'll see you later?"
She crossed to him and smiled. "Count on it." She stood on her toes and kissed him goodbye.
Jason was surprised but kissed her back, ignoring Lucky's groan, while he did so. "I'll see you soon," he said when he finally stepped back.
She closed the door slowly and turned to face a glaring Lucky, "What?"
"I thought you told me he was just a friend."
"He was, and now he's more." She set her shirt on the table and took a breath bracing herself for the argument that she knew was coming.
"How long have you been seeing him?" Lucky demanded.
"Lucky that's really none of your business. You and I aren't involved anymore, so I'm free to see who I want to."
"You belong with Nikolas."
"I don't belong to Nikolas," she snapped. "I don't belong to you. There is only one person that I will ever belong to."
"Who? Jason? Are you crazy?" He cried.
"No myself, I belong to myself," she cried. "But I am choosing to be with Jason." She brushed past him and picked up a sketchpad from the floor.
"Don't you see that Jason can get you killed?" He argued.
"There are no guarantees in life Lucky, I learned that a long time ago, we both did."
He shrugged, "But Nikolas is in love…"
"With Emily," she interrupted him. "Anybody with eyes can see that he is crazy about her. We're just friends and that's all we will ever be."
Lucky shoved his hands in his pockets, it didn't make sense to him. He knew that Elizabeth and Nikolas belonged together. Not Nikolas and Emily or Jason and Elizabeth, why didn't they see that.
"And besides I care about Jason as more than a friend, and that's not going to change." She finished, glancing at the painting of The Wind that was on her easel.
"Last week you were trying to convince me, we should get back together, and now you're with Jason. Do you know how that sounds?"
"I don't care how it sounds Lucky," she sat on the couch. "It's true I was fighting for you, but at the same time I wasn't. I was fighting for the boy I once loved, the boy who isn't here anymore. Lucky you have been saying for months that we've changed and I didn't want to hear it, but you're right we have."
"But…"
"Lucky don't you see I'm not 15 anymore, I don't need you to be my protector or my hero. I'm not 16 either, I don't need you to be my perfect first love anymore," her eyes searched his looking for understanding. "I'm not 17 anymore, I'm not devastated and alone," she sighed. "I'm not even the 18 year old who was so afraid to let go of the past that I tried to hold back change," she got to her feet. "I'm 18 and I belong to me, I don't have everything figured out, I don't know where I'm going to be in 5 years, but I'm not supposed to. I'm just taking my life as it comes, I'm finally living it again for myself."
"And you want Jason?" He asked slowly, he felt like he was losing her. But hadn't he been telling her they were over for months?
"Yes I do. I hope you'll support me and be my friend." She took his hand, "you will always have a part of my heart. You will always be my perfect first love, but I'm ready to love again, and that means I've finally let you go."
"It feels like we're saying goodbye." Lucky said finally.
"I hope not, before everything that happened with us, we were friends, I hope we still are." She moved closer and gave him a hug, "be true to yourself Lucky."
~Docks~
"Emily."
Emily stopped her pacing of the docks and ran for her brother, "Jason, it's so great to see you."
"You too." He said giving her a hug.
"You have the best timing." Emily said stepping back, "thank god you were there for Elizabeth."
"I'm sorry I wasn't there for you. Are you okay?" He asked leading her to the bench to sit.
"I'm better now. Do you know?" She saw his nod and turned away, "are you ashamed of me?"
"Emily look at me," he waited for her to comply. "You are my sister, who I love very much, there is no way I could be ashamed of you."
Sighing in relief she hugged him again, "I wish you would have been here, I was so scared."
"Why didn't you go to Sonny?"
She shrugged, "I wanted you not him. I know he's your best friend, but I could barely handle the idea of telling you what happened. I didn't want him to know."
"You could have asked him to get a message to me." Jason persisted.
"Do you realize how weird that sounds?" she snorted, "I can't know where you are, but I can get a message to you through Sonny."
Jason pinched the bridge of his nose, "I'm sorry."
"It's okay, it was just the first time I needed you and you weren't here," she studied him. "Are you going to stay for awhile?"
"Maybe."
"I hope you do, I know Elizabeth wants you too." She shifted to face him on the bench, "she really missed you."
"I missed her too." He could see the curiosity in her eyes, and decided to make her work for the information.
"She's really a grown a lot." Emily tried again, he could at least give a little.
"Mm-hmm." He kept his answer simple, "I really didn't notice."
"Jason," she snapped.
"What do you want to know Emily?" He asked finally putting her out of her misery. "Do you want to know if I like her? You already know I do. Do you want to know if I want to date her?" He paused, "Would it bother you if I did? Because it did before."
"What I was mad about before was the fact I thought you two deliberately lied to me about your relationship. Not the idea of you two dating." Emily explained.
"That's good, because I don't want you to get mad at me again," he said casually waiting for her reaction.
"I wouldn't get mad at…" She trailed off when his words sank in. "You mean you are dating?"
"Something like that," he admitted.
"That's so great," Emily cried, hugging him again, before jerking to her feet when she heard the sound of an approaching boat. She moved to the edge of the dock and saw Nikolas approaching on the launch, she frowned when she saw he was alone.
"What happened?" She pounced as soon as he stepped on the dock. "Did something go wrong?"
"No relax Emily everything is fine." Nikolas put his hands on her shoulders, "they took the package on another boat."
She sagged against him in relief, the whole nightmare was almost over.
Jason frowned at the couple.
"You know your face could freeze in that position if you're not careful." Elizabeth teased walking down the stairs towards him.
He smiled and turned to look at her, she had changed since he saw her last, she looked a lot more comfortable. "Hey." He held out his hand and she took it.
"Look at it this way at least he's not Juan." She told him.
"What?" He looked at Emily and Nikolas again then back at her, "You mean they're dating?"
"No." She hid a smile at his relieved expression, "but they soon will be. Nikolas is in love with her, so it's only a matter of time." She couldn't stop the grin when she saw his frown.
"Why does she have to pick these guys?"
Elizabeth laughed, "I don't think you can pick who you fall for. And tell the truth no one will ever be good enough for your little sister." She teased, pressing a kiss to his throat, "in that respect your just like any other big brother."
"Elizabeth." Emily called heading for her friend.
"Hey Em." Elizabeth smiled and hugged her friend.
"I'm so glad you're okay." Emily said pulling back to look at her. She didn't even look tired, the sadness that had been in her eyes was gone too. "Are you sure you're okay?"
"Yes." She nodded.
"Jason can I speak to you for a minute?" Nikolas asked.
Jason looked at him for a minute, then sighed and took a few steps away from Elizabeth.
"First I wanted to say thank you for helping Elizabeth, I was supposed to keep an eye on her last night, and I messed up." Nikolas looked at her briefly before going on. "Thanks to you Elizabeth did not have to pay for my mistake."
Jason was quiet but he couldn't help but feel a little grudging respect for the way Nikolas was willing to own up to his mistake.
"Look you and I are never going to be friends, mostly because of the way I was the first time Elizabeth was around you, but I have realized in the last few months, that things and people aren't always black and white." He frowned a part of him couldn't believe that he was having this conversation with Jason Morgan, but the more realistic part of him knew he had too.
"In what way?" Jason asked.
"People aren't just bad or good, there is a lot of gray in between," he looked at Jason again. "I am never going to believe that you are good enough for Elizabeth, and I will always worry when she is with you. But I am not going to say anything or try to stop her from seeing you. As long as she wants you in her life, and you do not hurt her, I won't have a problem with you," he took a step closer. "But I want you to be clear on one thing, if you do hurt her, then we will have a problem."
Jason studied the man in front of him, gone was the spoiled boy he had fought with in December, this man had changed a lot. His respect for Nikolas grew. "Fair enough Cassadine, as long as you know, the same applies to Emily."
~Bench~
"Do you think we should break that up?" Emily asked.
"No I think they'll be fine, they're pretty smart most of the time."
"Well for men they are." Emily grinned.
"Emily about Jason…" Elizabeth stopped. She didn't know how Emily would feel about her and Jason being together.
"It's okay Elizabeth, I know and I'm all for it," Emily cut her off.
Elizabeth smiled in relief, "I'm so glad I was afraid you might be mad or disappointed."
"Why disappointed?"
"Well you were always pushing for Lucky and me to get back together," she paused. "You kept trying to keep my spirits up, I didn't know how you would feel about me letting him go for good."
"Elizabeth I loved Lucky and you together, you were my ideal. But this version of you two isn't working, I saw that. I want you to be happy and I want my brother to be happy," she shrugged. "I got a twofer happening all at once."
"Thanks," Elizabeth hugged her again. "Now what about you?"
"What about me?" Emily evaded Elizabeth's eyes, "Juan and I are talking you know that."
"If Juan is who you want then go for it," she nudged Emily in the ribs forcing her to look up. "But don't settle just because you're afraid of being hurt. I almost did and it nearly killed me."
Emily studied her shoes and Elizabeth sighed and headed for Nikolas. "Hey Nikolas," she said getting his attention and hugging him.
Nikolas's arms tightened around her in relief, "Don't ever scare me like that again."
"I won't," she grinned. "You want to let up it's getting hard to breathe."
"Sorry." He immediately let her go and studied her, other than some bruises on her arms she looked fine. He saw a light dancing in her eyes and realized that even with the bruises she looked better than she had in over a year. "So you finally said the words out loud."
"Yes," she searched his face for disappointment.
He glanced past her to Jason who was talking to Emily, "Are you happy?"
"Yes," she bit her lip waiting for his reaction. She didn't realize how much she wanted his support until now.
He could see the concern in her face. "All I want is for you to be happy. If Jason makes you happy, who am I to stand in your way."
"Thanks Nikolas," she hugged him again, "you don't know that that means to me."
"You better stop doing that, Jason might get mad. I don't think you want us to fight again."
"I don't think that will be an issue, you don't have your sword with you," she teased.
Nikolas reddened. "You heard about that did you?"
"Yes." She frowned at him, "and we need to talk about that too."
"Nikolas I need to go home, can you give me a ride?" Emily's voice broke into their conversation.
"Yes," Nikolas said grateful for the reprieve.
"I'm keeping my fingers crossed for you," Elizabeth whispered to him before turning, "Bye Emily."
Jason slipped his arms around her waist, "Are you okay?"
"I'm great." She brought her hands up to rest on his.
"Good then it's a good time to tell you something," he said turning her around.
She saw the serious look on his face and nervously bit her lip, "What?"
"I need to go out of town."
"Oh," she tried to keep the disappointment from her face, but knew she failed miserably. "When do you leave?"
"Tonight," he kept a hold of her hands when she tried to drop his.
A day that was all she was going to have with him. She wanted to scream because it was so unfair, but she wouldn't. She looked at their joined hands and blinked the tears away. "Okay so what do you want to do before you go?"
"Look at me," he pleaded softly.
She sighed and looked up at him.
"Do you think I'm not coming back?" He asked when he saw the defeated look in her eyes.
She shrugged, "I don't know."
"After everything we said earlier, and last night, do you really think I would leave you and not look back? Do you really think so little of me?" He brought his hand up to her face, "I wouldn't do that."
"So you'll be back?" She covered his hand with hers and let herself hope.
"Yes I'm coming back, but I was hoping that you would come with me."
She blinked in surprise, "What?"
"I have to do something that will take about a week, while I do that you can have some time to yourself in Puerto Rico. After that I thought we could just travel a bit." He knew he was rushing things but he wanted her with him.
"Puerto Rico?" She repeated her emotions had been through the wringer in the past two minutes and she wondered if she was hearing him correctly.
"When do your classes start?"
"After Labor Day," she answered automatically before stepping away from him to look at the water.
"Today is July 29th, that would give us almost a month together." He wanted that time with her alone, so they could get to know each other again, and at the same time, begin again.
"This is awfully sudden, we would have to leave tonight?"
"Yes," he wanted to see her eyes, so he could see what she was thinking, but he let her be.
"Why couldn't I just meet you when you're done with your work. Or why don't you just come back here when you're done?"
"You could and I could," Jason admitted. "But I'm hoping you'll come anyway.
"Why?" She turned to face him.
"Because I think you need some time away from everything, some time alone to think. That's what that first week would be for you, time to think." He rubbed at the back of his neck, "then when I get there we could go someplace else, come back here, or stay there, whatever you want."
She studied his face for a long time. "You think I'm going to change my mind about seeing you. Don't you?"
Jason was quiet and she knew that she was right. "Do you think I would change my mind about you just because I don't see you for a week? Do you really think so little of me and what I want, that I would stop wanting to be with you just because I can't see you?"
"No."
"Because if you do," she went on like she didn't even hear him. "I think we are going to have some problems. I have wanted to be with you for months Jason, and that was when I didn't even know if you were coming back. Now you're back and you say you have to leave again, well fine I can handle that, because this time you said you would be back. I'm not the one who is always leaving here Jason that's you…"
Jason swallowed the rest of her words with a kiss, he had forgotten how wound up she could get. Her arms came around him immediately, he had never kissed her until this morning, but she still felt so right to him, he felt like he had been kissing her forever. He broke the kiss and gently outlined her lips with his thumb.
"What I meant was I think some time away will be good for you, and for us. You're tired, I can see that, you could use some rest, and if you stay here you won't get any."
She nodded her head slowly, she couldn't remember the last time that she had gone somewhere for a vacation. The Webber's weren't big on family vacations so it would probably have been a summer camp.
"And for the rest, no I don't think you'll let someone pressure you into changing your mind about me. You didn't let them before, I can't imagine that you will now." He pinched the bridge of his nose, "it's just I would like to spend some time with you away from everybody in Port Charles. I'd like some time with you before all the pressure starts about you seeing me," he paused. "This is going to be new for me too. You were my friend, then you became more than that, and now you mean even more to me. I need to get used to that."
"You mean so much more to me too." She said softly.
"I want to take this slow, both for you and me. There's no pressure on this, whether we go or not, I'm not expecting more from you than you want to give." He groaned and ran his hand down his cheek in exasperation. "I'm not explaining this very well. I just want to show you some of the world. Anytime you say you want to come back we will. If you decide you'd rather just be friends, then that's what we'll be. I'll be traveling with a friend then, and I've never done that before."
"Jason…"
"So that's why I want you to go, so I can show you some of the things, that I've discovered, and to get to know you in a new way," Jason went on.
"Jason."
"Like I said before whenever you want to come back we will…"
"Jason." Elizabeth snapped grabbing his arm.
He frowned at her she had made him lose his train of thought, "What?"
"I have my answer if you will shut up long enough for me to tell you." She said putting her hands on her hips and glaring at him.
~Quartermaines~
Emily leaned back against the chaise, dinner had been tiring, but then again, it always was. No one but Reginald had noticed that she hadn't come home until noon today, but other than frowning at her in disapproval he hadn't said anything. The frown was enough to kick in her guilt and make her stay home though.
"Emily this just came for you."
Speak of the devil, she sat up and took an envelope from him, "Thanks Reggie."
"Also Juan called, he's on his way over." He passed that message on reluctantly.
Her smile faded and she opened the envelope, she hadn't thought about Juan all day.
Em,
Don't be mad, but Jason asked me to go away with him and I accepted. I'll be back before classes start, so don't freak too much. I will call you from the road. Wish me luck Emily, I'm going for it.
Love,
Elizabeth
P.S. Follow your heart it will never let you down.
Emily smiled through her tears, and opened the other piece of paper.
Emily,
I had to leave again and I'm sorry I couldn't tell you in person. I will be back though, I promise. The number below is to a special cell that I always have with me. Only you and Sonny have this number, so call me anytime, even if it's only to say hello.
Love,
Jason
This time she couldn't stop the tears.
"I see you know." Nikolas said startling her.
She focused on him, he had come up the patio, she saw a note in his hand. "She left you a note too?"
"Yes," his had been short and to the point. Get off your ass and go for it. "I wanted to see how you were."
"I'm happy and sad," she said when he sat down beside her and took her hand. "But I think it will be good for them, and it's only for a few weeks. How about you?"
"She was happy for the first time in forever, I can't fight that."
She looked down at their joined hands, Follow your heart, "Nikolas…"
"Mr. Santiago is here." Reginald announced from the doorway.
Emily looked at Juan and then back to Nikolas, Follow your heart.
~Warehouse~
"Sorel you've seen these before," Lieutenant Marcus Taggert explained wearily, "it's called a search warrant. It gives me the authority to search every inch of this place."
"For what? I'm a legitimate businessman." Sorel said rocking slightly on his heels.
"Narcotics, we got enough information to search for them and anything else of interest. This is a no-limit search." Taggert grinned.
"Search away." Sorel spread his arms, "I've got nothing to hide."
45 minutes later Taggert entered the last section of the warehouse, and came to a halt when an odor reached his nose, and the search dogs began to whine. "What is that smell?" He looked at several large crates that were the only thing in the room.
"Whale oil," Sorel said bringing a handkerchief up to his nose, "we're shipping it abroad."
Taggert moved to look behind the crates and then paused to lean against one, so far the search had been a bust. He pushed off the crate and headed for the door. He had only taken one step when the face of the crate he had been leaning on fell to the floor. He looked back in time to see a hand flop down on the floor behind it.
"What the hell?" Sorel cried.
Taggert moved closer to check the body, his eyes closed briefly when he recognized him. His eyes hardened and he got to his feet. "Garcia call A.D.A. Jensen and request an arrest warrant, for Mr. Sorel, for the murder of Officer Ted Wilson."
At his words the fellow officers in the room stopped complaining about the smell and looked at Sorel.
"We are going to do this by the book people." Taggert ordered, "nothing is going to keep Mr. Sorel here off of death row."
~Jet~
Elizabeth flipped up the armrest between their seats and shifted closer to Jason to lean against his shoulder.
"Are you tired?" He asked when she sighed.
"Yes," she looked up at him. "But I'm afraid to sleep."
He shifted so his arm was around her shoulders, "Why?"
"What happens if I wake up and you're not here, and I find out that this is all some drug induced dream?" She frowned, "I don't think I could handle that."
Jason shook his head then pinched her arm.
"Oww," she cried getting the attention of the one other person who was in first class. "Why did you do that?"
"You felt that didn't you?" He asked with a smirk, "if you felt that you must be awake."
"Don't you know you're supposed to kiss a girl awake not pinch her?" At his expression she went on, "like in fairy tales."
He shook his head, "Brenda tried to tell me some fairy tales once. I never got it, I mean they started with Once Upon A Time, that made no since, it had to be a specific time."
Elizabeth groaned, "Jason shut up and kiss me."
"Bossy," he muttered before he did, as she demanded.
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