Shot in an Alley: Visiting Sonny

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Elizabeth had been going over the plans for all of ten minutes when she found it - a panic room. Next to the drawing of it there where detailed instructions on how to get into it.

She had been staring at that page for about 15 minutes already. The room made it all real. There was no longer any hope left at all. Part of her had still been holding out, praying it all wasn't true. That Ric had some evil twin or something, but, no, it was Ric who took Carly and Ric who shot Jason. The man she loved, married and the father of her baby was a monster. Hadn't the loss of their child shown him that no child deserved to be hurt? No matter what the parents did? The idea that he had kidnapped a pregnant woman, endangering a innocent baby in the process…

It sickened her.

She knew what would happen next. She would have to tell Sonny the truth. Then Sonny would kill Ric, make him pay for hurting his family. She would be a widow soon. No, she mentally corrected herself, her husband died a long time ago. Maybe he had never even been real.

First she had to wake up Jason, but she hated to have to do it. He had no painkillers, no medicine to keep the wound from getting infected. Even now, as he slept, he could get a infection, one that would most likely kill him. Sleep was one of the only things he could do to get better. He had, after all, only been shot last night. The fever hadn't really returned - 99 or 100 at worst, but it was there all the same.

She gently shook him. "Jason, this is important. I'm sorry, but Jason wake up."

"Huh?" was the only response she was getting. He was still half asleep.

"Jason, I know where Carly is." She knew that would wake him up.

It did. She now had his full attention. "What?"

So she told him. The security cameras, the blueprints, the panic room – everything.

Jason only had to think for a second, "Elizabeth, Sonny needs to know this. Can you get him here?"

Elizabeth nodded, expecting that. "Alright, you stay here and rest. I'll go get him."

--------- Sonny's Penthouse

About five minutes ago Johnny had brought Jason's cell phone to him - it was covered in blood. Johnny told him that the area around it was covered with blood, too, but other than that there were no clues to where Jason was and as much as much as he wanted to pretend that the blood was someone else's, he knew that it was most likely Jason's.

His pregnant wife was kidnapped, afraid for her child's life. His son was traumatized on his island. His father was scared for his children and grandchildren. His sister was terrified for her fiancée. And now his best friend was alone and hurt somewhere. It was truly all his fault.

The door opened. "Mr. Corinthos, Elizabeth We-Lansing is here to see you. She says it's urgent." Johnny said, stumbling over Elizabeth's married name.

Sonny sighed, "Tell her to go. I don't want to hear about Ric's sainthood right now."

A few seconds went by. "She says Jason sent her."

That got Sonny confused. Last he had checked, Elizabeth hated Jason, "Send her in."

Elizabeth entered the penthouse. "Hello Sonny."

Sonny nodded a greeting and cut to the chase, "What do you mean Jason sent you, where is he?" Sonny still had no idea as to why Jason would send Elizabeth to him, but he would find out soon enough.

Elizabeth dodged his question, "Come with me Sonny, we need to go now."

That wasn't enough information for him. "Where is Jason?" he tried again.

Ric's wife looked slightly flustered, but seemed confident nonetheless. "Please Sonny," She nearly begged, "Jason and I will explain everything soon but we need to go now."

He didn't know whether it was the hint of desperation in her voice or the look in her eyes but he decided to agree. "Okay, lets go."

-------- Elizabeth's Studio

Elizabeth was unlocking the door to her studio and Sonny was even more confused, was Jason hiding with her? Part of him wanted to think that this was a trap set by Ric and Elizabeth was sent to lure him, but in his heart he knew that she would never do that. He may have ruined her friendship with Jason and he may have been awful to her when she tried to save her husband but she was too kind and truthful for that.

She held open the door for him and he stepped inside. His eyes traveled to the blue prints strewn around on the floor, then to the blood soaked sweatshirt on the floor a few feet from the papers. His gaze then shifted to the first aid kit on the floor next to the couch. Then he saw Jason. His friend looked pale and sick. Jason's eyes were closed. Elizabeth moved to him and seemed to be trying to wake him up.

"Jason? Jase wake up, Sonny's here," Sonny wanted to tell her to stop. Jason looked so weak that Sonny had decided that whatever Jason wanted to tell him could wait, just as long as he slept and got stronger. However, he seemed to be unable to speak at the moment.

He saw Jason's eyes flutter open and then start looking across the room, for him maybe. "Sonny?" his voice sounded weak, pained even.

He watched as Jason attempted to sit up without any help from anyone and by the looks of Jason that wasn't a smart thing to do. After only a few seconds, he was proven right. He saw Jason fall back down, doubling over in pain. Sonny's body seemed to finally be able to move. He ran to his friend.

"Jason, what's wrong man?"

Jason must to have been in too much pain to answer him - all he got was silence.

Elizabeth made an impatient noise, "What did you do that for? I could have helped you. You were shot last night remember?" She directed this to Jason. He now was laying flat not doubled over and was breathing heavy holding his stomach with his eyes closed.

"Shot?" That certainly explained the blood Johnny had found.

Jason minutely nodded, but it was Elizabeth who answered, "Yes. I was out for a walk last night. I saw the whole thing. I brought Jason back here. Once I saw who had been shot I knew that a hospital was out of the question."

He wasn't surprised by her actions - that was just how she was. He directed his next question to Jason. "Jason, who shot you?" Whoever it had been was most likely the one who took Carly, or at least someone who worked for the person. As if they weren't going to die for hurting his friend he would make them pay even more for Carly.

Jason now opened his eyes to look at him. Unblinking he told Sonny. "Ric."

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