Chapter 14: Deception

        The door behind Courtney opened again, but this time it was only a doctor.

        "Which one of you asked the front desk if you could see Mr. Morgan?"

        "That was me," Rick, Courtney, and Brenda all said.

        "Why would you want to see Jason?" Courtney asked Rick.

        "Well, Brenda asked me to-"

        "I can see him myself," Brenda claimed.

        "You need your rest, Brenda," Rick mumbled.

        "Well, then, you can stay with me. Courtney can go and let us know if he is alright."

        Courtney was thankful that of what Brenda said, but she wasn't going to voice her thanks. After all, Jason and Brenda were still married, and judging by Carly had told her about Brenda, Brenda was probably the reason they were still married.

        "Okay, then," the doctor said. "One of you can follow me."

        Courtney crossed her arms over her chest, not looking at either Brenda or Rick, and followed the doctor out of the room.

        Once again, Courtney walked by the many halls of doors, heart thumping. Eventually they came to a door, 9A, and the doctor announced,

        "Here's the room. Please try and keep your visit as short as you can."

        Courtney slowly opened the door of the room and walked inside.

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        The cold, harsh wind was fierce outside, and as Jax opened the door to Kelly's, the breeze cam in with him. He walked over to the main counter and sat down.

        "Hey, Jax. You must be mighty happy," Elizabeth remarked, taking out a pad to take Jax's order.

        "Why would I be as happy as you think?" asked Jax.

        "Didn't you hear the news? Brenda has been found."

        "Found from where?"

        "Brenda and Jason's plane crashed on some remote island off the coast of Africa." The look of shock on Jax face told Elizabeth that he didn't know anything about this, so she continued, "They've been rescued and taken to a hospital."

        Jax was out Kelly's before Elizabeth could get another word in.

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        "What's your problem with Rick, Sonny?"

        "Carly, call Jason for me. I want to talk to him," Sonny ordered.

        Carly stared back at her husband, offended. "Sonny, don't tell me what to do. I am your wife, not your employee," Carly replied, getting slightly agitated. "Now tell me what this whole thing with Rick is."

        "Carly," Sonny shouted, but then he calmed himself down. "Just call Jason for me. I want to talk to him."

        "You need your rest, so listen to my order. Just relax. Everything can wait until you are well again. If you need anything, you can ask me, but wait for work until later. Can you do that for me?"

        "Carly, I-"

        "Can you do that for me?" She began to softly stroke Sonny's hand.

        "I don't think so, but I'll try."

        Carly grinned and gave Sonny a soft peck on the cheek.

                                        ****

        Courtney shut the door quietly behind her and walked closer to the hospital bed.

        Jason rested in the bed up against the headboard, the white and cotton sheets neatly wrapped around him. His eyes were closed peacefully, and Courtney hated to wake him up.

        She slowly walked over to him and pulled up a chair next to his bed. She looked down at the end of the bed, and she saw Jason's foot in a heavy cast.

        While Courtney looked out near the door, Jason's eyes opened. He jumped up slightly at the new surroundings, a sharp pain shooting up his leg.

        "Hey," Courtney said once she realized he was up. She stroked his arm to comfort him.

        "Where am I?" croaked Jason.

        "You're in a hospital in South Africa," Courtney answered. "Are you okay?"

        "What are you doing here then? Aren't you supposed to be in Port Charles?"

        If Courtney was offended by this comment, she didn't show it. "I came to see you and if you were all right. What happened?"

        Jason leaned back against the pillows behind him, suddenly exhausted like sitting up had cost him all his energy.

        "The plane crashed," he mumbled, eyes closing. "We had to swim to the surface, and we barely made it before we drowned. We were the only ones that made it."

Courtney brushed Jason's face, causing him to jump. His eyes opened, and the two of them stayed like that for a moment- looking into each other's eyes.

Jason continued, "Then I don't remember. Brenda and I…"

        He stopped. He tried to ignore his last comment. He licked his crack lips, not wanting to say anymore.

        "What about you and Brenda?" Courtney asked.

        "We just fought- you know Brenda," Jason said, which wasn't entirely a lie. They did have a fight; he just left out one of important components, the kiss.

        "Then I just remember getting sick and closing my eyes. Next thing I know I'm here."

        After a moment of silence, Courtney asked, "Why did you take the plane? Why didn't you just come back home to Port Charles?"

        "I don't really remember anymore," Jason lied.

        "That's okay," Courtney rubbed his shoulder softly. A small smile crept onto her face. She gently laid her head on Jason's shoulder and softly kissed his cheek.

                                        ****

        Rick stood outside of Jason's hospital room, staring enviously inside. Jason Morgan had it all, and everyone either feared him or wanted to befriend him. Even Elizabeth, a girl who showed a slight interest in Rick, still had an awful hangover from Jason.

        Yes, Jason had it all. But that was all going to change so very soon.

If I had just one tear rollin' down your cheek, 
Maybe I could cope,
Maybe I'd get some sleep.
If I had just one moment at your expense,
Maybe all my misery would be well spent. 
 
Yeah. 
 
Could you cry a little?
Lie just a little.
Pretend that you're feeling a little more pain.
I gave, now I'm wanting something in return.
So cry just a little for me. 
 
If your love could be caged, 
Honey, I would hold the key,
And conceal it underneath.
The pile of lies you've handed me,
And you'd hunt those lies.
They'd be all you'd ever find,
That'd be all you'd have to know.
For me to be fine.
 
Yeah. 
 
And you'd cry a little,
And die just a little.
And maybe I would feel just a little less pain, 
I gave, now I'm wanting something in return. 
So cry just a little for me.
 
Give it up baby,
I hear your doin' fine.
Nothings gonna' save me,
Til I see it in your eyes .
Some kind of heartache honey,
Give it a try.
I don't want pity. 
I just want what is mine.
 
Yeah. 
 
Would you cry a little? 
Lie just a little.
Pretend that you're feeling a little more pain.
I gave, now I'm wanting something in return.
So cry just a little for me.  
 
Yeah. 
 
Cry just a little for me,
Whoa, whoa.
Could you cry a little for me? 

A/N Brenda/Jason stuff will come in again soon. Now, I know people are reading, so to make me feel a tad better, please review! Even if it is just an e-mail to KuteKaren66@alltel.net I want to know what you think! So, please review!