Heart Of Glass

Somewhere in Arizona

She observed her surroundings, the little motel along the road seemed isolated from the rest of the world. Her clothes had become sticky in the heat and she wasn't about to turn down the only source of water for miles, Despite its appearance. The lady behind the counter took in the pairs disheveled appearance, the young blonde looked the most haggard. Bags had settled beneath her eyes, her hair matted against her skull hanging limply around her face. It was her eyes though; those crystal blues that seemed like ice, that's how the owner knew the girl did not make the trip of her own accord.

The pair made their way across the parking lot towards the door that held their room number. Courtney noticed how the numbers sloped in the little light that lit her path. Jason pushed the door open and Courtney prepared herself for what a roadside motel could really offer. The dimly lit room had little color, drapes made of scratchy cotton did little to cover the windows and conceal the shadows from outside. The blonde sighed letting her eyes take in every dust ridden counter top; this was far from home she could feel her heart ache for her own bed or a good meal.

"I'm sorry it's all I could do" Jason spoke quietly his gaze flickering past her.

She smiled trying to make it seem like it was okay, that was all she'd been doing, making it seem okay. 

"I'm gonna take a shower" Courtney stated meeting Jason's gaze for the first time. He saw a flicker of light in her eyes but she bowed her head brushing past him to the washroom.

Even he had to agree this place was crap. The penthouse he'd been living in had obviously made him spoiled, because he knew with their lives on the line sleeping arrangements were the least of his worries. He couldn't help wanting better for her, she deserved a nice hotel somewhere where guests were more common then mice. He sighed letting his body fall onto one of the beds, the coils sprang up uncomfortably but he shifted to find a better position.

"JASON!!" Courtney's scream pierced the air and he was up before she finished.

He pushed the door in taking in her towel clad body and the scowl that was etched onto her features. She pointed towards the water that dripped from the faucet, its deep brown color resembling mud. He could see her let out a huff of air.  making her way back towards the bedroom, he followed silently. Jason waited for the screaming, he deserved the yelling, he deserved to be blamed for their situation, it was his gun that had gotten them into this mess.

Instead she sat staring unblinkingly at the center of the wall, eyes welling with tears. They slowly slipped down her cheeks. She tried to muffle her sobs but he could hear them he could feel the knife plunge deeper into his heart. People didn't believe he could feel but every time he looked at her that's all he could do .He kneeled in front of her shaking form, taking her smaller hands within his, pausing as her eyes meet his own. She looked so vulnerable; Courtney hadn't been ready for Sonny's life, now she was experiencing first hand the fallout if you mistook murder for self defense.

"I am sorry about the water, this whole place actually, I wish I could have done better" Jason spoke softly tightening his grip on her hands. They felt like ice, her face was paler then he'd ever seen.

"It's my fault were here" She stated/

 "there was so much blood… I can still hear her, she said my name, Jason she tried to get my attention, right before I….I" Courtney managed to choke out between sobs.

Jason pulled himself up onto the bed, pulling her to him to quiet her sobs. She wrapped her arms around him clinging to his form; she had never needed someone so much in her life.

Minutes passed by slowly and Courtney's sobs quieted her eyes dry and red from all the tears that had invaded them. Jason's arms slowly slipped from her form and Courtney stopped herself from whimpering in protest.

"You have to get some sleep, were going to leave early, tomorrow" Jason stated slowly rising only to have her grab his arm.

"Please don't… don't go stay with me" Courtney pleaded quietly.

He didn't speak he just sat down on the bed resting his back on the chipped headboard. Courtney rested her head against his stomach, placing her arm on his chest.

"Everything's going to okay right?" Courtney asked groggily as Jason stroked her hair, his fingers caressing the soft blonde locks. She never got an answer.  

Sonny's pent house

Carly watched the screen intently letting her eyes adjust to the pictures flooded across it, and the words that escaped the reporter's mouth. Nothing seemed to process, not even the bold breaking news that was written at the top. The blonde kept thinking she was stuck in a nightmare; it was all happening too fast. She clicked the screen off as Sonny entered making sure to plaster on a smile in hopes he hadn't heard the news. He walked to her placing a chaste kiss on her lips, and she couldn't help the tears that sprang to her eyes, he didn't know.

"Carly what's wrong "Sonny asked pulling away to study the sadness in her eyes as they connected with his own. She couldn't help but pull away trying to distance herself from his prying gaze, trying to keep her emotions in check so she could get the words out.

"Sonny they think… they think Jason and Courtney killed Skye Quartermaine"

"That's crazy my sister would never do something like that" He replied brushing off her words.

"If their caught…, with all the evidence Scott has, their up for the death penalty  " Carly managed through tears. The sound of glass shattering as it hit the floor echoed through the penthouse.  

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