Nikolas decided it would be best not to tell Audrey that Elizabeth was
missing. Instead he decided to tell her that Elizabeth had simply gone to
find Sarah and Steve. Once he took care of that he called Lucky, Emily,
and Steve to start looking for Elizabeth.
Nikolas had decided to stay at the hospital while Jason had left instantly. Nikolas had a feeling where Jason went but said nothing and let him go. Despite their differences, they both cared about Elizabeth and had her best interests at heart.
Nikolas was right; Jason was headed towards the park. The area where he had found Elizabeth so many months ago. He ran to the exact spot and looked over the area only to realize that this was not where she would be. In broad daylight, the park was not the best spot for anyone to get away with anything.
He stopped and looked around the area as if he might find some clue just waiting for him. He found nothing but could not draw his eyes away as if that spot mesmerized him.
**Flashback**
Jason walked past the playground, his heart on his sleeve. How he had imagined taking Michael here, pushing him on the swing, and watching him push a toy car around the sandbox. He had stood holding Michael next to the window of Sonny's penthouse; watching over the park and imagining the times he would share there with him.
But now he knew those days would never come. Carly had taken away it all from him. He knew that Carly hadn't meant to hurt him. She claimed to love him, as he knew she did. But why bring Michael to the Quatermaine home? That was the worst place to raise a child. He imagined Edward hovering over little Michael telling lies and half-truths. He couldn't stand the thought of Michael there. He wanted to just break in and rescue Michael from it all. But he was not Michael's father and he had given up this right so that Michael would be better off. But until that moment he had not known how much of him he had put into Michael and how much he would loose letting him go.
His thoughts were interrupted by the sound of something in the bushes nearby. There was a rustling and then nothing. He assumed it was some animal and he started on his way, but something made him stop and look again. It was just a feeling that something wasn't right. He looked one more time and was about to go on his way when he heard something. Something almost in-human. He then recognized that it was a cry of pain, mistreatment, and abuse.
He walked towards the bushes and the closer he got the worse he felt inside. He knew that there was something or somebody suffering nearby. Something terrible had happened here. He looked slightly over the bush, pushing leaves and branches out of the way with his hands, and forgot to breathe momentarily.
On the side of the bush, laying in the snow, was a young woman. She was facing him; her eyes were vacant and cold. Her dress was ripped and the red fabric was spilled like blood against the snow. But he soon realized that some of it was blood. And then the chilling conclusion of what had happened to her he knew and understood.
He quickly pulled out his cell phone and dialed for help, "This is Jason. I need an ambulance to the park, quickly. Near the playground."
"Yes, Mr. Morgan." The man on the other line answered as Jason recognized her.
A brief flash of a night at Kelly's came to mind. The lively young woman he had seen was barely recognizable now, but he did recognize her.
"Help is on the way." He managed out, trying to make sure that she knew he wasn't going anywhere.
His hand lay gingerly at his side and at first he did not register her hand on his own. But he noticed as the hand took hold as if holding on for dear life. He looked down at her, realizing what she had been through and knew that she was holding on for dear life. He feared that if he let her go that she might not survive. So he held on tightly, but not firmly. He did not want to give her a wrong impression.
Johnnie was good when it came to getting things done. The ambulance came quickly and was ready to handle any situation. But the men had no idea what they would see or encounter. Was it a murder attempt on an associate of Mr. Corinthos or Mr. Morgan? But they never expected to find a young woman covered in blood, her clothes torn, looking as though she might just give up and die.
He knew that an ambulance full of men was the last thing she wanted to see.
"I promise I won't hurt you." He said, offering her a helping hand to get up.
She got up but leaned on him heavily for support. He realized how cold she must be and took off his jacket and wrapped it around her. She did not even look as though she registered the difference as he took her towards the ambulance.
** End of Flashback **
Jason looked around at the surrounding area and could see in the distance an office building. In his gut he suddenly knew that he would find her there. He only hoped he would find her before it was too late.
Nikolas had decided to stay at the hospital while Jason had left instantly. Nikolas had a feeling where Jason went but said nothing and let him go. Despite their differences, they both cared about Elizabeth and had her best interests at heart.
Nikolas was right; Jason was headed towards the park. The area where he had found Elizabeth so many months ago. He ran to the exact spot and looked over the area only to realize that this was not where she would be. In broad daylight, the park was not the best spot for anyone to get away with anything.
He stopped and looked around the area as if he might find some clue just waiting for him. He found nothing but could not draw his eyes away as if that spot mesmerized him.
**Flashback**
Jason walked past the playground, his heart on his sleeve. How he had imagined taking Michael here, pushing him on the swing, and watching him push a toy car around the sandbox. He had stood holding Michael next to the window of Sonny's penthouse; watching over the park and imagining the times he would share there with him.
But now he knew those days would never come. Carly had taken away it all from him. He knew that Carly hadn't meant to hurt him. She claimed to love him, as he knew she did. But why bring Michael to the Quatermaine home? That was the worst place to raise a child. He imagined Edward hovering over little Michael telling lies and half-truths. He couldn't stand the thought of Michael there. He wanted to just break in and rescue Michael from it all. But he was not Michael's father and he had given up this right so that Michael would be better off. But until that moment he had not known how much of him he had put into Michael and how much he would loose letting him go.
His thoughts were interrupted by the sound of something in the bushes nearby. There was a rustling and then nothing. He assumed it was some animal and he started on his way, but something made him stop and look again. It was just a feeling that something wasn't right. He looked one more time and was about to go on his way when he heard something. Something almost in-human. He then recognized that it was a cry of pain, mistreatment, and abuse.
He walked towards the bushes and the closer he got the worse he felt inside. He knew that there was something or somebody suffering nearby. Something terrible had happened here. He looked slightly over the bush, pushing leaves and branches out of the way with his hands, and forgot to breathe momentarily.
On the side of the bush, laying in the snow, was a young woman. She was facing him; her eyes were vacant and cold. Her dress was ripped and the red fabric was spilled like blood against the snow. But he soon realized that some of it was blood. And then the chilling conclusion of what had happened to her he knew and understood.
He quickly pulled out his cell phone and dialed for help, "This is Jason. I need an ambulance to the park, quickly. Near the playground."
"Yes, Mr. Morgan." The man on the other line answered as Jason recognized her.
A brief flash of a night at Kelly's came to mind. The lively young woman he had seen was barely recognizable now, but he did recognize her.
"Help is on the way." He managed out, trying to make sure that she knew he wasn't going anywhere.
His hand lay gingerly at his side and at first he did not register her hand on his own. But he noticed as the hand took hold as if holding on for dear life. He looked down at her, realizing what she had been through and knew that she was holding on for dear life. He feared that if he let her go that she might not survive. So he held on tightly, but not firmly. He did not want to give her a wrong impression.
Johnnie was good when it came to getting things done. The ambulance came quickly and was ready to handle any situation. But the men had no idea what they would see or encounter. Was it a murder attempt on an associate of Mr. Corinthos or Mr. Morgan? But they never expected to find a young woman covered in blood, her clothes torn, looking as though she might just give up and die.
He knew that an ambulance full of men was the last thing she wanted to see.
"I promise I won't hurt you." He said, offering her a helping hand to get up.
She got up but leaned on him heavily for support. He realized how cold she must be and took off his jacket and wrapped it around her. She did not even look as though she registered the difference as he took her towards the ambulance.
** End of Flashback **
Jason looked around at the surrounding area and could see in the distance an office building. In his gut he suddenly knew that he would find her there. He only hoped he would find her before it was too late.