Show: General Hospital
Title: Las Vidas de los Corinthos' – Chapter 2
Rating: R
Pairing: Elizabeth/Jason/Courtney
Disclaimer: See Chapter 1- too tired to write it again:P
A/N: Thank you very much for your wonderful comments, and yes, even though I'm making this
up as I go, I will update as often as my muse lets me. Also, I wanted to say… where are all the
Sexis fics? There seem to be so few and far between here on fanfiction.net. Well I guess I'm
gonna have to do something about that, won't I? Well here goes… R&R as always. Enjoy!
***
Courtney watched Jason from her position on the couch. His back was turned to her, and he
gazed silently out of the window. He had said so little to her when he'd come home, she thought.
He hadn't even given her his customary half-grin when she'd pecked him hello on his cheek.
**I know he's no chatterbox** she thought, her sky-blue gaze never wavering from his broad
back. **But this is bad… even for Jason. What the hell is going on? **
***
He could feel her gaze on him. He knew he should turn around and say *something*, but he
didn't. He just didn't have anything to say. She would become frustrated when he would do
nothing but nod and smile indulgently with her constant chipper chatter. He had a feeling tonight
might just be one of those nights.
**It never used to be this way with Elizabeth**. He inwardly shook himself. He'd promised he
wouldn't think about her – he'd made good on that promise in the three months that she'd been
gone, but, no matter how much he loved Courtney, that had all been shot to hell the moment
she'd opened the door to Sonny's apartment earlier that evening.
Flashback:
"Don't worry Dad," Elizabeth chuckled, still not paying any attention to her visitor. "I've got it…."
Her chuckle died on her lips as she recognized the person standing in front of her. Her blue eyes
widened as she gazed up at him. "Hi," she murmured softly, her voice catching slightly in her
throat.
He did nothing, but gaze at her in silence. The fresh scent of her shampoo and vanilla assailed
his senses. " Hi," he replied.
Present:
He sighed again and tore his gaze from the window. He heard Courtney rise from the couch and
come to stand beside him. "What's wrong," she asked, laying a warm hand on his shoulder,
concern evident in her voice.
Jason turned to face her, smiling softly as he tucked an errant blonde hair behind her ear.
"Nothing," he replied softly. "Just a hard day at work," he lied.
Something in her eyes told him she didn't quite believe him. He felt guilty. Her open blue eyes had been what
had attracted him to her in the first place. Her air of innocent dependence. But it was her passion,
her willingness to fight for him that kept him in love with her.
He smiled genuinely this time and watched the shutter that had closed off her thoughts of him rise
again. She smiled too. "I love you," she said, not breaking her gaze.
"I love you, too," he replied as he bent to kiss her. Her scent filled his nostrils. Pleasant and
sweet, just like the woman, but try as he might, he just couldn't keep his rogue mind from
wandering to soft cobalt-blue eyes and vanilla scented skin.
***
Although she knew she would eventually have to see him, she did not expect it to be so soon
after arriving back in Port Charles.
**Damn!** she cursed her bad luck. She cursed her body as well, for its instinctive response to
his presence. Her breathing had hitched and her eyes had widened and damnit if she hadn't
gotten just a little bit wet.
She wished she could stay there and just stare at this beautiful man standing before her. She
wished she'd had the guts to stay in the room as he'd talked to her father. She wished ….
Goddamn it, she was always fuckin' wishing and never receiving!
She'd "wished" to hell that in the three months since she'd last been home that things would be
different. That she didn't feel like crying every time she saw her aunt, she didn't feel her heart
constricting every time she saw how happy they were together.
" Liz?" Sonny called concerned.
Elizabeth jerked out her thoughts. " Huh?"
Sonny gazed at her, concern evident in his dark eyes. "Is everything alright, corazon?"
Elizabeth pasted a plastic smile on her face. "Of course. Just a lil tired," she lied. Elizabeth
pretended not to notice Carly's eyes narrow.
Her father seemed to accept her words and said nothing more. Elizabeth drifted off again,
thoughts rampant with a dirty-blonde biker, leather jackets and star-filled nights zipping by on the
back of a Harley….
TBC…
A/N: That's it for now, folks! R&R. Tell me your thoughts and any suggestions are welcome. I
know the chapters are a bit short and I'm rambling, but I'm sure the story will find a point, soon.
Hopefully;). !Ciao mis amigos!
Title: Las Vidas de los Corinthos' – Chapter 2
Rating: R
Pairing: Elizabeth/Jason/Courtney
Disclaimer: See Chapter 1- too tired to write it again:P
A/N: Thank you very much for your wonderful comments, and yes, even though I'm making this
up as I go, I will update as often as my muse lets me. Also, I wanted to say… where are all the
Sexis fics? There seem to be so few and far between here on fanfiction.net. Well I guess I'm
gonna have to do something about that, won't I? Well here goes… R&R as always. Enjoy!
***
Courtney watched Jason from her position on the couch. His back was turned to her, and he
gazed silently out of the window. He had said so little to her when he'd come home, she thought.
He hadn't even given her his customary half-grin when she'd pecked him hello on his cheek.
**I know he's no chatterbox** she thought, her sky-blue gaze never wavering from his broad
back. **But this is bad… even for Jason. What the hell is going on? **
***
He could feel her gaze on him. He knew he should turn around and say *something*, but he
didn't. He just didn't have anything to say. She would become frustrated when he would do
nothing but nod and smile indulgently with her constant chipper chatter. He had a feeling tonight
might just be one of those nights.
**It never used to be this way with Elizabeth**. He inwardly shook himself. He'd promised he
wouldn't think about her – he'd made good on that promise in the three months that she'd been
gone, but, no matter how much he loved Courtney, that had all been shot to hell the moment
she'd opened the door to Sonny's apartment earlier that evening.
Flashback:
"Don't worry Dad," Elizabeth chuckled, still not paying any attention to her visitor. "I've got it…."
Her chuckle died on her lips as she recognized the person standing in front of her. Her blue eyes
widened as she gazed up at him. "Hi," she murmured softly, her voice catching slightly in her
throat.
He did nothing, but gaze at her in silence. The fresh scent of her shampoo and vanilla assailed
his senses. " Hi," he replied.
Present:
He sighed again and tore his gaze from the window. He heard Courtney rise from the couch and
come to stand beside him. "What's wrong," she asked, laying a warm hand on his shoulder,
concern evident in her voice.
Jason turned to face her, smiling softly as he tucked an errant blonde hair behind her ear.
"Nothing," he replied softly. "Just a hard day at work," he lied.
Something in her eyes told him she didn't quite believe him. He felt guilty. Her open blue eyes had been what
had attracted him to her in the first place. Her air of innocent dependence. But it was her passion,
her willingness to fight for him that kept him in love with her.
He smiled genuinely this time and watched the shutter that had closed off her thoughts of him rise
again. She smiled too. "I love you," she said, not breaking her gaze.
"I love you, too," he replied as he bent to kiss her. Her scent filled his nostrils. Pleasant and
sweet, just like the woman, but try as he might, he just couldn't keep his rogue mind from
wandering to soft cobalt-blue eyes and vanilla scented skin.
***
Although she knew she would eventually have to see him, she did not expect it to be so soon
after arriving back in Port Charles.
**Damn!** she cursed her bad luck. She cursed her body as well, for its instinctive response to
his presence. Her breathing had hitched and her eyes had widened and damnit if she hadn't
gotten just a little bit wet.
She wished she could stay there and just stare at this beautiful man standing before her. She
wished she'd had the guts to stay in the room as he'd talked to her father. She wished ….
Goddamn it, she was always fuckin' wishing and never receiving!
She'd "wished" to hell that in the three months since she'd last been home that things would be
different. That she didn't feel like crying every time she saw her aunt, she didn't feel her heart
constricting every time she saw how happy they were together.
" Liz?" Sonny called concerned.
Elizabeth jerked out her thoughts. " Huh?"
Sonny gazed at her, concern evident in his dark eyes. "Is everything alright, corazon?"
Elizabeth pasted a plastic smile on her face. "Of course. Just a lil tired," she lied. Elizabeth
pretended not to notice Carly's eyes narrow.
Her father seemed to accept her words and said nothing more. Elizabeth drifted off again,
thoughts rampant with a dirty-blonde biker, leather jackets and star-filled nights zipping by on the
back of a Harley….
TBC…
A/N: That's it for now, folks! R&R. Tell me your thoughts and any suggestions are welcome. I
know the chapters are a bit short and I'm rambling, but I'm sure the story will find a point, soon.
Hopefully;). !Ciao mis amigos!