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Part 2"I've changed my mind, I wanna go back." Liz protested as Jason carried through the doorway of his penthouse and dropped her on the couch.
"Drop it, Liz, I'm not letting you go back." He ran a hand through his hair as he answered her the same way for the thousandths time. She crossed her arms across her chest and looked up at him, strands of her dark brown hair falling in her face.
"Listen to me, Ric… well he'll kill you if I let you go back and…"
"No he's be dead before I could make it home Jason and don't lie." She hated when he lied to her, she had always understood that with what he did he couldn't tell her everything but he never use to lie to her.
"Well if you already know," he growled as he paced in front of her.
"Surprised, surprise, I'm not the dumb little girl you thought I was." She bit bitterly and leveled her head when he sat on the coffee table across from her and looked her in the eyes.
"I never thought you were dumb, Elizabeth, I know better. Just don't fight me, please; I get enough of that already. Ric is crazy and if I sent you back to him he might lock you up and I won't have it. So no more fighting, you're staying here until it sure he's dead." She could hear the caring in his voice and she smiled but she could help the snob that escaped her with his last words.
"Oh my god, I'm going to be a widow two month into my first marriage." Could she do or keep nothing?
"Believe me, Liz, it's no big loss." His tone dripped with sarcasm. The yelling voices in the hall made them both look towards to door and his hand was automatically on his gun. Curiosity got the better of her and Liz moved towards the door but stopped when he grabbed her arm.
"Just like Brenda," he told her but he spook of his ex wife with love. 'Sorry' she mouth, it had been a while since she'd been anywhere near all this crime stuff; or so she had thought. Together they pressed their ears to the door and it was then that Carly's voice met them loud and clear.
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"How's Michael?" Carly was asking Sonny as Johnny stood beside them.
"He's fine, he missed you so much." Sonny's eyes betrayed him and Carly caught it.
"What are you not telling me Sonny?" Jason could just picture his boss running a hand down his voice at Carly's question.
"He, well he saw Ric take you and it traumatized him, but he's better and now that you're back…" Sonny didn't finish his sentence but watched Carly cover her mouth with her hand.
"Where's my baby I wanna see Michael now, Sonny." Carly yelled, she could take a second away from her Mr. Man.
"He's inside Mrs. C. He's with Courtney." Johnny told them as he held the door open for her and Liz felt her stomach drop; she had forgotten about Courtney. She pulled away from the door and walked towards the huge window he had in his dinning room. She gave the table a questioning look and found herself missing the pool table.
"You always loved that window." He told her as he made his way over. She let out a little laugh and glanced at him before turning back.
"Well, I always wanted to paint the lights," she whispered as he came up behind her.
"I'll have you painting stuff here first thing tomorrow morning." It was a promise; he knew she could last long without painting.
"Will she really be here that long?" asked a cold voice from the door and both turned to find not only Courtney but Sonny and Carly who was holding a crying Michael for dear life. Sonny interrupted his sister to talk to Jason.
"Call Marco, I want that bastard dead tonight." Sonny ordered Jason who nodded before taking out his cell and calling the guard.
"I could do it, Sonny." Jason would have loved nothing more them to be the one to kill Ric.
"No, no, tonight we're going to have a family dinner to celebrate Carly's return." Sonny told him and Jason knew that besides Carly's return it was another reason for Sonny to cook.
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All five people moved out of the room, leaving Liz with her head pressed against the glass of the window.
Will she really be here that long? Courtney's stupid question ran through her head and she laughed bitterly.
"If it help, Skipper, I'll be gone by tomorrow and arranging a funeral." He moved and dropped into the couch when the penthouse door opened again and Carly walked in.
"Thank you, again." The blond sat in the chair beside Liz and looked at her hands.
"For?"
"For saving me, I don't know what I would have done if.. I don't know if I would have gotten out and Michael." Carly broke down then crying; obviously she had only just let herself think about what could have been. Liz stood up and hugged the crying, expecting mother.
"If anything I should be apologizing Carly. If I hadn't been so blind when it came to Ric this wouldn't have happened." Carly wiped at her eyes.
"Liz, you a victim just like I was." Sure Carly had never liked her before but Liz could tell that she was warming up.
"I hope you don't feel the need to be nice to me Carly." Carly smiled at her.
"I don't feel the need, I want to." And it was then that Liz could see why Jason and Sonny liked her so much.
"Anyway I thought I heard Sonny say something about dinner and here you are. Dinner's in my penthouse." Carly moved towards the door but Liz didn't.
"Yeah, he said something about a family dinner. I'm not family." Liz told her.
"You and Sonny were family, he loved you like a sister." Carly reminded Elizabeth.
"And now he's even got one of those." Liz just couldn't keep the bitterness out of her voice.
"Listen you can take my word for it and come eat with us because I know Sonny would want you there or you can wait a few minutes until Sonny notices you're gone and Johnny had drag you over. It's up to you." Carly knew her husband well because she'd barley finished her sentence when Johnny opened the door.
"Sonny's waiting for you two, he sent he to get Mrs. Lansing." Carly smirked at her as she walked pasted Johnny but not before she heard Liz utter.
"It's Miss. Webber, Johnny." The guard smiled at her and closed the door behind them.
-Girlygirl