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Finding the Whole

Jason Morgan and Elizabeth Webber have drifted further and further apart ever since the dreaded break up. An accidental encounter on the docks changes all of that, for they realize how much they need each other in their lives.

This starts a couple days after Ric reveals to Elizabeth about her new gallery. Sonny was never beaten or taken by Alcazar. Let's just say all the PC mob families (Sonny's, Jason's, Ric's, etc.) have been "happy" for a while and are in no immediate danger. The panic room story line will emerge eventually in the story. The story will also include Courtney and Ric, and a few appearances by other GH characters.

Chapter 1: A Glimmer of the Old Spark

After fifteen minutes of staring at the finished product, Elizabeth Webber threw the canvas across the room. Her mind was frustrating her, for some reason no type of muse had emerged the whole day. The four paintings she previously painted suffered the same fate as the last one. All were painted with the same similar red color pallet and made a short trip to the other end of the room. Her husband wasn't providing much inspiration either. He repeated the same tiring message in various ways, "It will come to you…I'm sure you will think of something….You're brilliant, it will turn out brilliantly…etc. etc. etc." She could not understand why it had been harder to paint recently. Her mind focused on a time when inspiration had enveloped her, the times whenever she was happy with Jason. Liz finally decided to leave in search of inspiration, something to stimulate her mind. She knew right where to start.

He examined the ring that he had kept in a small box in his jacket pocket. It was simple and yet beautiful, just like the sea. He headed to the docks – the very same ones that lead to Spoon Island. Although he had never spent a considerable amount of time with the Cassadines, he knew better than to mess with them. The Spencers had given an example to the people of Port Charles what happens when the Cassadines are deemed your ultimate enemies. His mind drifted from the Spencers to the woman that was ultimately the closest to each of them: Elizabeth Webber. Well, now it was Elizabeth Webber Lansing. Jason's instincts interrupted his thoughts when his ears caught soft familiar sounds as he approached the docks. Then he saw her.

She had heard footsteps and instantly sensed that someone dangerous was approaching. Her hand stopped painting, but still held tightly onto the brush. The man was dangerous, but she knew he wouldn't hurt her…intentionally. She did not expect to see her ex this late at night or even at all. "Jason." Elizabeth said, a little taken aback.

"Elizabeth." Jason returned unemotionally as he walked slowly down the few steps. He was unsure of whether or not he should leave or stay. She had on her painter's shirt, with her hair loose around her shoulders. The memory of his time in her studio flashed in his mind. The couple stood uncomfortably on the docks. "You're painting?" he asked, pointing to her materials.

"Yeah, I thought-"

"I can leave if you want me too." Jason interrupted. He slipped the little black box swiftly into his pocket. He didn't want to leave, he wanted to watch her, like before, but their relationship lately was not anywhere near the friendship line. And ever since Ric rolled into her life, she had not been acting like the Elizabeth he had once known.

"No it's ok, stay." Elizabeth exhaled and sort of half smiled when Jason relaxed; she could tell that he wanted to stay. She didn't want him to go; for once he wasn't accompanied by any of the Corinthos family members. She started walking back to the bench and resume painting when Jason broke the silence again.

"I should really be going back to" Jason started. He saw her face drop.

"Courtney?" she asked. The blonde was really getting on her nerves, but she realized that the couple shared genuine feelings for each other. She quickly composed herself; she could not be immature about this anymore. She missed Jason's friendship too much to risk losing a chance to renew it. But at the same time she wondered to herself whether it was worth to try to get through Jason. She tried with Sonny, but that was different, she wasn't trying to become friends with Sonny. She learned from that mistake.

"Yeah." Jason said uncomfortably and started to walk away.

"You really love her, don't you?" Liz asked, stopping Jason in his tracks. He turned around and faced his former love. Her eyes were seeking answers just as his heart was when she pulled away.

"Yeah, I do." Jason answered, "Just like you with Ric."

Elizabeth nodded, accepting his feelings he had for another girl. She expected to feel rage at the confession of his feelings; after all, it was the first time he told her he loved Courtney without her being in the same room. But, her body and mind remained calm. Sure she felt some jealousy, but she was surprised she did not act on it. He was upset that she wasn't fighting what he just said, but also happy that she appeared to have moved on and seem content with the way each of their lives were heading.

Elizabeth let out a tiny giggle, which caught Jason off guard. "It's funny, I don't know why you love Courtney and you-"

"Don't know why you love Ric?" Jason finished with a smile.

"Yeah." Both laughed quietly at the funny truth. There was a time when each could understand the other's actions, but ever since the horrible lie Jason had needed to keep from her, their connection had broken at the seams.

"Is it for Ric?" Jason asked, pointing to the unfinished painting.

"Kind of." Elizabeth sat back down on the bench to resume painting. "He pulled a few strings and now the museum is asking me to present my very own collection: The Elizabeth Webber gallery." Elizabeth Webber Lansing gallery, Elizabeth thought to herself. Why didn't she say Lansing?

"That's nice of him." Jason noted as he sat down next to her, still leaving a good amount of space between them.

"He always tries to be good to me." Elizabeth stated happily. She truly loved her husband. She did not believe that she could love so soon after Jason, but she did. She was upset that this love forced Jason and her even more apart. Because she knew that even though she loved Ric, she was not completely in love with him. She knew she would never fall in love with anyone after Jason.

"Is he succeeding?" Jason asked. He wasn't that surprised at how Ric was so genuinely kind to her, no man in his right mind would hurt a girl like Elizabeth. He would make sure of that.

"He's a good husband."

"Just a good one?" Jason wanted to ask, but decided to keep his mouth shut. He and Liz were actually having a peaceful conversation, something he had longed for in the longest time. The hatred she used to show in her eyes used to kill him. He hated how he had to lie to her and act as if he disliked her because of his love for Courtney. But he still cared about Elizabeth during all the chaos.

"It's turning out pretty good." He commented. Elizabeth looked up at him and showed a look of disbelief.

"I just started." She said with a laugh.

"It's better than what I could do." Jason admitted. He watched her wrist rotate swiftly while she led the brush around the canvas. Her talent seemed effortless. To watch the beauty that would emerge from the gentleness and the swiftness of her hands amazed him.

"You never even tried." Elizabeth noted, raising an eyebrow.

"I finger painted with Michael before," Jason defended. He couldn't help but grin at the poor excuse and the face Elizabeth made at his comment.

"Oh, so I guess that's the greatest effort you'll ever put into art?" she joked.

"For now." The two laughed lightly. Elizabeth stared at Jason with a smile. She had waited for so long for them to laugh together once again. Both could not believe how they could have lived so long without laughing or joking together.

"I should probably start heading back." Jason informed, standing up from the bench.

"Yeah." Elizabeth's eyes dropped from Jason's eyes to her canvas. She hastily resumed her painting, trying not to appear upset. Liz could not hide her feelings from Jason.

"Good luck with your gallery." Jason said sincerely. He walked slowly to the top of the stairs, a little bummed that he had to leave so soon.

"Jason?" Elizabeth called. She stood up slowly and he turned around to face her. "I truly wish you happiness, even if it is with Courtney."

"Thank you. Same for you and Ric." Jason was amazed at what he just heard. Was this it? Were they both telling the other good bye? That it was time to move on?

"I'll see you later." Liz smiled.

"See you later." Jason smiled back and started to walk away. His smile did not fade as he walked because those four little words signified that it wasn't good-bye, not for a long time. Hopefully it meant that their friendship could finally start to rebuild.

A/N: Hi guys! Please review! Should I continue?