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Chapter 4
The warehouse (about a week after what happened at the docks)
Jason had immediately begun to work in the warehouse again since last week, ha had to keep his mind on something other than Eva, he though working would be the best solution. He had been working in the warehouse since 6:30 that morning, it was now almost 8 o'clock in the evening and he had worked right through his lunch hour. When his cell phone rang he was almost positive that it would be Sonny or Carly calling to see how he was.
"What?" he answered.
"It's me," Eva replied from the other end of the phone. " Look, don't say my name in case there's some one around that might hear you. I need you to meet me in a loft in the abandoned building on Main Street, okay. Don't ask any questions just come alone."
" Okay." she hung up right after his response. He knew that something must be about to go down for her to call him especially since right now she didn't trust him.
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The Loft
Jason easily snuck into the loft without anyone seeing him. He walk through the building until he reached the loft that was lit up by a very faint light, like someone had lighten a candle just to see. He saw her looking out of the loft window that had been boarded up so that you could only see threw certain places. She looked beautiful in the candlelight, like an angel. Her dark brown curly hair lie neatly around her face and her tan skin looked so soft. God, he loved her, and he wished that she believed it. When she saw him, she didn't get the bright smile that she used to she just remained unhappy looking, and turned back to the window. He would have given anything for her never to be in even one second of pain.
"You wanted to talk," Jason asked quietly. She didn't even turn up from the window to look at him.
"Yes," she answered. "My brother's going to kill you and your friend. I thought you should know." She paused, "Besides I couldn't live with myself if I let you die." She went to walk out of the loft; she had said all that she needed to. What Jason did with the information was his business. As she went to pass him he grabbed her arm and spun her around to look at him in the eyes. She wanted to cry when she looked into them; they were the same eyes that she saw when he said he loved her, the same eyes that she looked into when they made love. Those eyes were full of lies, she thought, nothing about them was true.
He pulled her close to him, to the point where he could feel her breathe on him and wrapped his arms around her.
"If you are going to walk away from me after this at least let me hold you once more." He said holding her tightly. She had left her arms slightly bent in mid-air, she hadn't hugged him back, and she didn't even know if she wanted to.
"Please, Jason," tears began to well up in her eyes, "Don't do this to me. Please." Now she was crying and holding him. He released her for a moment and left one arm around her waist. He used the other hand to wipe away the tears from her checks.
"Please don't cry," he kissed her checks where the tears had fallen, "Please, please don't cry." He gently kissed her lips. Slowly the little tender kisses became full and alive with passion. He wanted her and he could tell that she wanted him just as much.
Eva knew that she couldn't give to him, especially since she wasn't even sure if he loved her at all. It felt so right for her to be in his arms and kissing him. She broke it off.
"I can't," she whispered. " I can't make love to you if I can't trust you."
"But you can, Eva," Jason answered. "Eva you know you can trust me. You have to believe me when I tell you that I never lied to you about how much I love you. Believe me, Eva. I love you more than anything in this world."
"Tell me that you mean that, that it's true and I'll believe you; just look into my eyes and tell me that."
"It's true," he replied. "I swear to you that I never lied about loving you."
"I believe you," she began to kiss him again. "I want you so much, Jason."
He understand her ache for him, it was what he felt for her every time he wasn't near her. Her skin felt so soft against him, and her touch made him feel weak in the knees. She lightly brushed his hair out of his face before kissing his lips yet again. She peeled back his shirt revealing his muscular body, that she thought was perfect. She ran her hands over his stomach before looking him dead in the eyes. "Make love to me, Jason."
"Are you sure you want this?" he asked her. He didn't want to do anything if she couldn't completely trust him.
As he had done to her before she read his thoughts, " I completely trust you, Jason Morgan." And on the floor of the loft on some old blankets Jason Morgan did as he was asked and made love to the woman that he loved.
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The Loft (hours later)
Jason laid there flat on his back and Eva rested her head on his shoulder. He was rather content at the moment; he had everything he wanted in that loft with him. His hand gently stroke her exposed back, this was his prefect moment, the one time that he was ever just happy, nothing else but happy.
"Jason?" Eva asked, "What do we do now?"
He hadn't a response for her; he didn't know what to do next. They were back where they started in St. Theresa. But this time they couldn't run, he knew that much. Running didn't help before and it would have helped them now. Jason remained silent for quite sometime. He didn't want to give Eva an answer of 'I don't know'. He wanted to tell her that everything would be great and that no one would get hurt, especially her ever again even though he knew that was a lie.
"Let's not talk about what happens next. Just let me hold you. What ever happens I never want to forget this moment." He kissed the top of her head, which she lifted and pushed herself up to his mouth and kissed. He placed his other hand underneath and chin and began kissing her back. "You're beautiful, you know that."
"Morgan!" It was Alonzo's voice that came from the doorway. Jason quickly pulled his pants on and Eva wrapped herself in the blanket. "I though I told you to stay away from my sister."
"Alonzo, leave!" Eva yelled at him. "Get out of here."
"No, I'm not going to let him hurt anyone in our family anymore." Alonzo pulled out a small handgun. "I gave you a warning Morgan and you kept going after my sister."
"No, don't!" Eva yelled getting Alonzo's attention. " I called him here. Don't hurt him." She stood up and stepped between Jason and Alonzo. "I warned him about what you were going to do! I'm not going to let you hurt him, Alonzo. I love him!"
Jason stepped up to stand her side; he wasn't going to let her fight her brother alone. Alonzo temper began to flare, he was ready to do something crazy and Eva could see it, she saw Alonzo raise the gun. First she looked at Jason and then back at Alonzo. She knew what as about to happen, Alonzo squeezed the trigger.
"No!" she screamed, "Jason, please talk to me! Please!"
Jason Morgan laid on the floor of the loft bleeding from a bullet wound on the right side of his chest. Eva scrabbled around the floor looking for her purse when Alonzo lifted her up by her arm and said, "We're leaving."
"No! I won't! I'm never leaving him!" she tried pulling her arm out of Alonzo's grip but he wouldn't let her go. "Please Alonzo," she was now begging him to let her at least call an ambulance for Jason, but Alonzo just dragged her out of the building kicking and screaming into a car that was waiting outside. He threw her into the car, but she continued to fight her way to try and get out, but it was futile. She knew that she had to call someone to get Jason help. The car had stopped at a stoplight and there she saw across the street she saw the General Hospital. Before the car began to move again she quickly thrust the door open and ran straight for the hospital. All she had to do was get around people and Alonzo wouldn't be able to touch her and she could get help for Jason.
Inside the hospital a tall man stood at the nurses' station, he was the first to see Eva enter the hospital in a blanket. He walked straight to her.
"Miss," he said, "I'm Doctor Alan Quartermaine, can I help you?"
"Oh, thank God," she began to tell him, " My boyfriend and I were in the abandoned building on Main Street and someone shot him, please you have to help him."
Alan walked quickly over to the phone and sent an ambulance straight down to get the man.
"When and where did he get shot?" Alan asked.
" About 5 minutes ago and in the chest." Eva began to shake just thinking about Jason laying there with a hole in his chest dying.
"Okay Miss, what's his name?"
"Jason," she answered, "Jason Morgan."
Alan's heart sank; his son was on his way to the hospital. He stared blankly for several moments. His son was on his way in because of a gunshot wound to the chest. Alan knew that his chance probably were not that great of surviving, he'd seen chest wounds before, and for all he knew Jason was dead all ready.
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When Jason had reached the hospital he was in critical condition but he was still alive. Eva stood outside the window watching the doctors, which included Alan and Monica, work on Jason. She had noticed that a lot of the color had been drained from his face. She hated standing there and not being able to do something to help Jason. He was in that hospital room because of her and she knew it.
Sonny Corinthos ran down the hospital corridor until he saw Eva standing outside of the ICU room. He saw that she was still dressed in a blanket as he walked up to her. Her saw that she was crying, but he needed to know what happened.
"Eva, what happened to him?"
"Alonzo," she answered without looking at him. She kept her eyes focused on Jason.
"Why don't you got get some clothes from one of the nurses and I'll stay with Jason." Sonny told her; he didn't want to push her by asking a million questions. He could be patience for once in his life.
"They gave me clothes," Eva replied pointing to the chair next to her. "I didn't want to leave him. I promised a never would.
"Look, I'll be here with him. I'll make sure nothing happens to him." Eva took Sonny's advice and walked down the hall to the ladies' room to change into a pair of nurses' scrubs.
While Eva was in the bathroom Alan came out of Jason's room. He had a solemn look on his face, which Sonny knew meant that something was wrong. He prayed that Alan wasn't going to tell him that Jason was going to die.
Alan began to speak slowly, "He's stable right now, but it could easily change. If he throws a clot he could very well die."
"Oh God," Sonny said covering his mouth with his hand. He heard a slight gasp from behind him it was Eva; she had heard Alan say that Jason might die.
"Can I see him?" she asked Alan, who already didn't like this young woman. Not that he even knew her, he hadn't spoken to Jason since the last time he'd left town. Alan knew that Eva ha something to do with Jason getting shot, but he didn't know what.
"Yeah but make it quick." Alan replied.
Eva walked into Jason's room, where he laid very still. She couldn't keep herself fro crying. If he had never met her then he wouldn't be in this bed right now. She wished that she could trade places with him. All he ever did was love her and if she had trusted that enough then he wouldn't have been in that bed.
"Oh, Jason," she sat in a chair right beside him and kissed his forehead, "I'm so sorry."
