I wonder where your heart is
cause it sure don't feel like it's here

I didn't go shopping like I told Courtney. I had planned on it… had even told the cab driver to take me to the Port Charles Mall, but once we were there I changed my mind. He'd looked at me strangely when I asked him to bring me up here, especially since it was getting closer to dusk. But he gladly took the twenty I pressed into his hand and didn't ask any questions.

Vista Point… I sometimes wondered if this place would lose its meaning too. The boxcar had. In fact, the boxcar was more about Jason than Lucky. And hadn't Jason once said that the bridge no longer meant the same to him?

Sometimes I think you wish
that I would just disappear

Jason. That's why I was here. The real reason. I hadn't expected to find him with Courtney. I hadn't expected the jealousy that surged through me when I saw them… I just, I was supposed to be over this by now. Why wasn't I? I mean, I cut Lucky and Sarah out so easily. Nikolas and Gia? They never even had a chance. It didn't matter that Nikolas had been there for me no matter what, that he was my friend before I even knew who Jason Morgan was. He had lied to me… betrayed me, and so I dumped him.

Why was Jason so different? Was it because he set my skin on fire when he touched me? Because he could look at me and I would feel like the only woman in the world. I would know I was the only one he wanted to be with. But then, I'd see him with Courtney, and it'd all fall apart. It'd all… God, I loved him. I didn't mean to. I wasn't sure how it happened. But I had loved him for so long I can't remember when it started. The Christmas he stayed at my studio recovering? Possible. The summer he was my escape… Maybe. The spring he stayed with me at the studio again. I could remember lying next to Lucky, him sleeping soundly, wondering about Jason. That should have been my first clue as to what was happening.

But, as always, I was oblivious to what was going on around me.

Have I got it all wrong
have you felt this way long
are you already gone

I looked back when I heard the crunch of gravel underfoot and sighed. Jason. Of course. Why had I come here again? I stood and grabbed my purse before I turned to face him. "I was just going."

Jason stopped on the top stair and looked at me. "You- you don't have to go."

"It's ok," I assured him. "I really should go check out that sale."

"Oh."

Except neither of us moved. My feet seemed to be rooted in that spot in front of the bench, his on the stairs. Time seemed to stop when our eyes connected… it was just like old times. Whenever I looked at Jason, I could still… "Where's Courtney?"

"Francis is with her."

I scoffed. "So she gets my bodyguard and my boyfri-" I stopped, but it was too late. My face flushed red and I looked down.

Do you feel lonely
when you're here by my side

"Elizabeth-"

"I…I should go." I tied the belt on the black sweater I was wearing and went to leave.

"Wait," he called after me. I stopped, but didn't turn around. "Can we just talk for a minute?"

"About what?" I closed my eyes and sighed. I was so tired of having this same conversation, over and over again. "I think I said it all the night in the penthouse."

Jason slowly descended the stairs and stopped beside me. I could feel him hesitate before he put his hand on the small of my back. "Sit down?" he asked. My shoulders slumped in defeat – I really didn't want to have this conversation – but I allowed him to guide me to the bench. "I have some things I need to say."

"Jason-" I began.

"No," he interrupted. Jason sat beside me, but left enough distance between us that we weren't touching, weren't even close to touching. "I should have told you," he began. When I opened my mouth to protest, he silenced me with a look. "About Sonny… about everything. I'm sorry that I didn't. I just… I didn't think. I don't regret what Sonny and I did, but if we had to do it over again I would undo the damage I've done to us."

I stared at him, not sure what to say. The thing was, I wasn't angry anymore. I wasn't… anything. At least not concerning Sonny. Yes, Jason hurt me. And yes, I lashed out. But it was obvious that Jason was hurting too. "I'm sorry, too."

"No." Jason took my hand in his and continued, "I messed up, Elizabeth. I'm so convinced that I don't deserve you, that I screwed it up, and I pushed you away." He looked away and swallowed. "I've been… hurt."

Does the sound of freedom
echo in your mind

"I'm not her," I told him. I gently pulled my hand from his and tilted his head up to face me. "I see the similarities Jason. Heck, Carly used to think that was the reason you wanted to be with me."

"I don't see her when I'm with you. I don't think about her at all."

"And when you're not with me?"

He smiled then. It was short, but my heart jumped. "I don't think about Robin at all, Elizabeth. When I'm not with you, I want to be. You're part of who I am, who I will be."

"Then what's the problem?" I asked.

"Robin…" he began. "She took away everything that was important to me. First she left, then she took Michael. I couldn't lose you like I lost her."

Do you wish you were by yourself
or that I was someone else
anyone else

"I told you, Jason, when you lo- when you care about someone, you take a chance."

"Why are you afraid to say it?" he asked.

"Say what?"

"The word. When you love someone." It was his turn to turn my face towards him. His eyes were shining anew with an emotion I'd never seen. "I love you."

"Jason-"

Where would you be
if you weren't here with me

"Shhh," he instructed. He held my chin between his thumb and forefinger and pulled my mouth open. With his other hand, Jason pulled my head to his. His lips softly descended over mine, we barely tasted each other before he pulled back. But it was enough. "I love you."

"What about Courtney?"

"She's being stalked."

"So you have to live with her?" I asked. Even though I was trying to control it, I could feel my temper beginning to flare. "She's married Jason. But that doesn't seem to stop her."

"I just told you I love you. Do you believe me?"

"Jason-"

"Do you believe me?" he insisted.

"Yes."

Where would you go
If you were single and free

"Then you should know that no matter what Courtney thinks, or what she feels is happening, that I love you."

"Okay."

"Okay?"

"Okay," I agreed. "I don't think you're interested in Courtney, but that doesn't mean-"

"It doesn't mean she's not interested in me," Jason finished for me.

"So you do see it?"

He cracked another smile and shook his head. "Yeah, I see it… I'm not sure when it happened, but I saw it this morning. But I want to be with you."

I nodded my head. I knew he did. I could see it in his eyes, feel it in his words. His thumb was drawing a soft pattern on my shoulder, I could feel chill bumps rise on my skin even through the sweater. I leaned in closer and my head fell on his shoulder. His arm tightened around me. "Cold?"

"No." I closed my eyes and sighed in relief. Somehow, someway… we'd made it back. I had to smile to myself. This was home, being in his arms like this, at our place, watching the stars. "Jason?"

"Hmmm?"

"Do you think…" I began. I couldn't find the appropriate way to word it. "If I weren't here… do you think you could be with Courtney? If she wasn't married to your brother."

Who would you love
would it be me

"She's Sonny's sister, Elizabeth."

I pulled back and pushed on his shoulder playfully. "So that's all that would stop you!?" I was just playing at being hurt, but his answer still made me wonder.

Jason pulled me back into his arms, holding me more securely this time. "I would have found you, Elizabeth. I'm… I'm not complete without you. I might have turned the world upside down, but I would have found you."

"Good answer," I grinned.

We sat like that for a while longer, just being together. I knew soon enough the real world would come knocking… Sonny, or Carly, or Courtney. Someone would need him and he'd leave me. But for now, this was enough.

When the last star disappeared from the sky, Jason stood and grabbed my hand. "C'mon."

"Where are we going?"

"Home."

I smiled. "What about…?" I left the question open, hoping he wouldn't leave me for the night.

"She'll be okay. They'll all be okay." Jason tugged more firmly on my hand, but still I resisted.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes."

"Jason-"

Where would you be

"Elizabeth, I don't have anywhere else I'd rather be tonight."

I stopped arguing and let him pull me towards the stairs. "Okay."

"Okay?" He stopped to look at me.

"Let's go home."

Song Credit: "Where Would You Be" by Martina McBride