"Oh, but you do feel that way about Jason don't you?" Zander spat out. "What I do or do not feel about Jason is none of your business. I have to go now." Elizabeth turned and walked out of the crypt, not even once looking back. Jason had been riding around on his motorcycle for hours trying to forget what seemed to be permanently lodged in his mind. The ride hadn't done a thing to help ease the pain and the shock. Just days ago he had thought that he and Elizabeth were working towards some kind of relationship. What a fool he had been. To think that she could ever love him back the way that he loved her. Since the bike ride hadn't done him any good, he steered the bike towards his penthouse apartment. When he pulled into the parking garage he noticed a movement in the shadows. He parked his bike and called out "Who's there?" A small figure emerged from the shadows. "It's just me Jason." A voice said. He still couldn't see the person clearly, most of their features masked in shadows. But he'd know that voice anywhere. It was the voice that haunted his sleepless nights. Jason sighed as he got off his bike. "What are you doing here Elizabeth?" He asked, careful not to show any emotion on his face. Elizabeth stepped closer to him. "We need to talk. Can we go upstairs?" She asked, her eyes pleading with him. Jason nodded and without a word led her to the elevator. Jason and Elizabeth rode in silence the top floor. When the elevator reached the floor and the doors opened Jason stepped out first and Elizabeth followed. He opened the door and tossed his jacket on the nearby chair. Elizabeth entered Jason's apartment, suddenly unsure of what she was going to say. She walked over and sat on his couch. She raised her legs up so that her chin rested on her knees. "What did you need to talk to me about?" Jason asked sitting down at the far end of the couch. He looked at her, though it seemed like he was looking right though her. "Jason . what happened with me and Zander . " Elizabeth was suddenly at a loss of words. Jason held his hand up as if to tell her to stop. "Elizabeth, you don't owe me any explanations. I'm glad that you're okay. That's what matters to me." He sighed softly. "That's bull Jason." He looked over at her in shock. "I know you Jason. And I know that it hurt you to see Zander and me together."