The past few days had gone by like a blur, both Sonny and Jason had men
working non-stop trying to find the gunman who had almost killed Stacy
during the day that was supposed to be the happiest day of her life.
Walking down the stairs of his penthouse, the quite figure of his now wife
sat on the couch, dressed in all black, today being the day she was to lay
her best friend in the ground, a day she never thought would happen.
Her quietness was starting to take its toll on Jason, he would try to comfort her when she would be crying and she would push him away. She barely spoke and just when it would seem like he was getting her to open up she would shut down again. It broke his heart seeing her in so much pain, knowing there was nothing he could do to take it away, he would give anything to see her smile, to hear her laugh again, if for one second he could take away all of the pain she was feeling he would.
"Stacy, it's time." Their relationship was now beginning to take a toll, ever since the shooting she didn't want to be touched, she even now slept on the couch, or even in the guest room, trying to keep her distance from him, almost like she blamed him for what happened. He could never understand that the reason why she was pushing him away was because she knew who the killer was, and that was what was eating away at her.
********
*Sorry I never told you
All I wanted to say
And now it's too late to hold you
'cause you've flown away
So far away*
"Brian I'm very sorry for your loss."
"Thank you Johnny."
Stacy along with Jason slowly walked from the limo towards the gravesite. It felt so much like a dream, like she would wake up and Tyler would be there cracking his jokes as usual. She couldn't stop the flashbacks to his last minutes alive from haunting her mind. The last images she had of her best friend been that of him trying to protect her, ultimately costing him his life.
*Never had I imagined
Living without your smile
Feeling and knowing you hear me
It keeps me alive
Alive*
**Flashback**
"I can't believe my best friend is married, you know I always thought it would be me up there with you, but I'm glad it was Morgan, only he can put up with your moodiness, boy when you hit PMS and trying to breastfed both of those kids, he's going to be staying at Sonny's for a long time."
*And I know you're shining down on me from heaven
Like so many friends we've lost along the way
And I know eventually we'll be together
One sweet day
Eventually we'll sing in heaven*
In the short time that Tyler had come back to Port Charles he had made an impact, quickly making friends with Jason threw Stacy's pregnancy, true sometimes he envied the guy but if Jason Morgan made his friend happy then he was fine with them together. He was so proud to find out that not only was Stacy having one child, but two and twins at that. Jason had still yet to find out, considering Stacy thought it would be a good surprise for him during the birth.
Jason and Tyler had quickly become good friends even considering that Tyler and Stacy had a history together. Tyler mostly stood in as a replacement Jason when ever he couldn't be there for an appointment, or for a lamas class, and of course the occasional shopping spree.
*Darling I never showed you
Assumed you'd always be there
And I took your presence for granted
But I always cared
And I miss the love we shared*
Since being kids Stacy and Tyler had always promised to dance with each other at the other's wedding if they didn't marry each other, and now he was fulfilling his part of the deal. Twirling the now Mrs. Morgan around he nodded at his father smiling at him, something had been off about his dad all day long, ever since he got a mysterious phone call.
"Mr. Laramee, you dance divine."
"Isn't that how all of us white knights are supposed to dance?"
*And I know you're shining down on me from heaven
Like so many friends we've lost along the way
And I know eventually we'll be together
One sweet day
Eventually we'll sing in heaven*
Continuing to stare at his father he saw a smirk on Brian's face, not one he had ever seen before. It was like everything was moving in slow motion, his father reaching into his coat pocket pulling out his weapon, pointing it towards himself and Stacy, without even thinking he turned his body around, his back now facing his father. Two sudden pains shot threw his back, seeing Stacy's shocked face, he looked down at his once white tux to see blood now flowing down, his body now lifeless falling on top of Stacy. He could still hear the screams of guest now running, his mind trying to process everything that was happening. With his final and last ounces of strength he raspy stated the name of his killer, "Dad".
*Although the sun will never shine the same
I'll always look to a brighter day
Lord I know when I lay me down to sleep
You will always listen as I pray*
**End Of Flashback**
"Stace you okay?"
Her memory now flooding back to reality, the killer, a man she thought of as her friend stood in front of her, fake tears in his eyes. She wanted so hard to scream at him, hit him, kill him with her own hands, how could anyone kill their own child? The thought made her sick to her stomach, nodding her head Jason lead her towards their seats, shocked and almost not wanting to sit in them, she sat down next to Brian in the front of the graveyard.
*And I know you're shining down on me from heaven
Like so many friends we've lost along the way
And I know eventually we'll be together
One sweet day
Eventually we'll sing in heaven*
As the preacher began to speak, Stacy still couldn't help but feel anger and scared sitting next to Brian, true Jason and everyone else were still there, but it still scared her that someone could kill their child the way Brian had. She almost jumped out of her seat feeling him wrap his arm around her shoulder, softly he whispered into her ear.
"You're next sweetie. . .not even Morgan can save you. . ."
Quickly she stood up and ran away from everyone, causing Father Coates to stop, Jason stood up getting ready to go after his distraught wife, but instead sat down seeing that Brian was already walking that way. Something wasn't right, ever since the letter in that mysterious envelope after the shooting, along with Stacy's behavior were like red flags flying in his face.
The next day after the shooting she had gone crying to Sonny, begging him to take Brian off of being her guard and move someone like Max or anyone else to do it. Everyone had just thought it was because being around Brian brought up too many memories about Tyler but now something else was up. Remember the letter he finally put his finger on it. The letter had stated, "I can get her anytime, anywhere, and no one can stop me". Before he had just taken it as an assassin, but now it hit him, the only person that could get Stacy anytime and anywhere would have to be someone close to her, her bodyguard, leaving only one person, Brian. Quickly he stood up grabbing Max by the arm rushing towards the direction Stacy ran towards.
******
Running as fast as her body could carry her, she quickly fell to the ground, sudden and very painful pains were rattling her body. Her instinct was to grab her stomach, falling to her knees tears flowed down her face, and as quickly as the pain had started it left. Breathing a sigh of relief, she readied herself to stand up only to hear the cocking of a gun behind her head.
"You know, this isn't something I really wanted to do, but I'm just so sick and tired of saving your sorry ass over and over again."
Instantly recognizing the voice, she knew what was going to happen next, not wanting to have her back turned to him she tried to turn her body around to face her killer only to almost be shot by a bullet.
"Move again and I wont miss."
"Why are you doing this?"
"Don't you get it Stace? I never left your father, I've been working for him the whole time, and now he can finally get his revenge on you. Oh wait, you don't even consider the man you're father, he clothed you and sheltered your sorry ass for years and the minute a good fuck comes along you leave him and go running to Corinthos. . ."
Jason and Max stopped a few feet away, Jason motioning for him to wait, his first concern was for Stacy and their unborn child, wanting to wait for the right opportunity they waited continuing to listen to Brian's mouth run more crap.
"You know personally it was kind of fun listening to you beg Mr. Tagliati to stop hitting you, really turned me on. Hell if you're pathetic ass didn't leave from Connor's care so quickly I would have been able to figure out why that jackass Morgan wanted to marry you, I mean are you really that good of a fuck for a guy to take a bullet for you? For my son to take a bullet for you?! It was supposed to be you dead and in that casket, not my son! And for that you're going to pay, you took away my only son, and now I'm going to take you away from Sonny and Morgan."
Suddenly three shots were fired from in front of Stacy, taking Jason and Max by surprise; Jason rushed over to his wife who remained still staring off at the bushes in front of her. Walking out from the bushes two men in suits and sunglasses placed their guns back into their holsters. Jason and Max continued to stare at the men, who pulled out some badges.
"F.B.I. we'd like to speak with you Mr. Morgan in private."
Turning back to his wife who looked to still be in shock he motioned at Max to take Stacy. Walking in front of her, Max helped her stand up to her feet, taking her back to the limo to wait for Jason. After seeing his wife safely being put in the limo he turned his attention back to the feds.
"Uh. . .thanks for helping my wife there."
"We've been trailing Mr. Laramee for a few months now. You are aware that he was one of a few men hired to take out your wife, Mr. Morgan?"
"There's more?"
"Mrs. Morgan stands to inherit billions of dollars upon the death of Mr. Tagliati. If she's killed his money will go to who ever is the second in command, that person right now being Connor Write."
"Wait a minute, Connor was killed, and Brian killed him right. . .it was a set up wasn't it?"
"We have a smart one on our hands, that's a first in this kind of business."
"Okay so why do you need me?"
"You're known for your exceptional 'assassin' skills. We need Mrs. Morgan alive and for that to happen we need everyone that's been hired to kill her, dead. The board has agreed that you are the perfect person for this job. No criminal charges will be pressed against you, and until you're job is done we will be watching over your wife and child."
"And if I refuse what's going to happen?"
The second agent, who had remained quiet the whole time, slowly walked up to Jason looking him straight in the eye, slowly taking his sunglasses off.
"Then you're wife, will go to jail for life."
"For what?"
"For the murder of Anna Maxell-Tagliati."
"Your lying, Stacy's mother died of cancer."
"Funny, I don't remember cancer making you fall down the stairs causing you to break your neck. Only a spoiled little rich bitch could do that."
Taking exception to that, Jason swung back, his fist making contact with the second agents chin, causing the agent to fall onto the ground. The first agent pushed Jason back staring at him.
"You do this for us, you take out these guys and we'll make her past go away. Four other men our out to kill your wife, even you can't protect her from those guys all by yourself, trust us Mr. Morgan."
For some reason he felt like he should, like these guys were telling him the truth, nodding his head, the second agent stood up still holding his now bruised chin.
"What happens now?"
"We fake you're death, no one will see a dead guy coming after them, you take the guys out, we make your wife's past disappear, you two go on living happily ever after."
"Fine, but after she has the baby."
"I'm sorry Mr. Morgan, it has to be done now, the next person will be on his way here to get her since Brian is gone now. We she does have the baby, we'll figure out a way for you to be there."
The next twenty-four hours would be the longest in Jason Morgan's life, he was only doing this to protect his family, and any man would do the same thing in his position. He would take the guys out and be back in time for Stacy to give birth to their first child. Only two very young people had a different plan, both were ready to be born, and they were ready to face the world outside their mother's stomach.
A/N: Song credit, "One Sweet Day" Mariah Carey feat. Boyz 2 Men. Hope you guys liked this chapter, this story has got about 3 maybe 4 more chapters left, then onto the second part. Thanks to my girl Isabelle for all of her love and support, hope she loves being put into my story soon; remember any and all feedback is welcomed! I should have the next chapter up either tonight or tomorrow, lates!
Her quietness was starting to take its toll on Jason, he would try to comfort her when she would be crying and she would push him away. She barely spoke and just when it would seem like he was getting her to open up she would shut down again. It broke his heart seeing her in so much pain, knowing there was nothing he could do to take it away, he would give anything to see her smile, to hear her laugh again, if for one second he could take away all of the pain she was feeling he would.
"Stacy, it's time." Their relationship was now beginning to take a toll, ever since the shooting she didn't want to be touched, she even now slept on the couch, or even in the guest room, trying to keep her distance from him, almost like she blamed him for what happened. He could never understand that the reason why she was pushing him away was because she knew who the killer was, and that was what was eating away at her.
********
*Sorry I never told you
All I wanted to say
And now it's too late to hold you
'cause you've flown away
So far away*
"Brian I'm very sorry for your loss."
"Thank you Johnny."
Stacy along with Jason slowly walked from the limo towards the gravesite. It felt so much like a dream, like she would wake up and Tyler would be there cracking his jokes as usual. She couldn't stop the flashbacks to his last minutes alive from haunting her mind. The last images she had of her best friend been that of him trying to protect her, ultimately costing him his life.
*Never had I imagined
Living without your smile
Feeling and knowing you hear me
It keeps me alive
Alive*
**Flashback**
"I can't believe my best friend is married, you know I always thought it would be me up there with you, but I'm glad it was Morgan, only he can put up with your moodiness, boy when you hit PMS and trying to breastfed both of those kids, he's going to be staying at Sonny's for a long time."
*And I know you're shining down on me from heaven
Like so many friends we've lost along the way
And I know eventually we'll be together
One sweet day
Eventually we'll sing in heaven*
In the short time that Tyler had come back to Port Charles he had made an impact, quickly making friends with Jason threw Stacy's pregnancy, true sometimes he envied the guy but if Jason Morgan made his friend happy then he was fine with them together. He was so proud to find out that not only was Stacy having one child, but two and twins at that. Jason had still yet to find out, considering Stacy thought it would be a good surprise for him during the birth.
Jason and Tyler had quickly become good friends even considering that Tyler and Stacy had a history together. Tyler mostly stood in as a replacement Jason when ever he couldn't be there for an appointment, or for a lamas class, and of course the occasional shopping spree.
*Darling I never showed you
Assumed you'd always be there
And I took your presence for granted
But I always cared
And I miss the love we shared*
Since being kids Stacy and Tyler had always promised to dance with each other at the other's wedding if they didn't marry each other, and now he was fulfilling his part of the deal. Twirling the now Mrs. Morgan around he nodded at his father smiling at him, something had been off about his dad all day long, ever since he got a mysterious phone call.
"Mr. Laramee, you dance divine."
"Isn't that how all of us white knights are supposed to dance?"
*And I know you're shining down on me from heaven
Like so many friends we've lost along the way
And I know eventually we'll be together
One sweet day
Eventually we'll sing in heaven*
Continuing to stare at his father he saw a smirk on Brian's face, not one he had ever seen before. It was like everything was moving in slow motion, his father reaching into his coat pocket pulling out his weapon, pointing it towards himself and Stacy, without even thinking he turned his body around, his back now facing his father. Two sudden pains shot threw his back, seeing Stacy's shocked face, he looked down at his once white tux to see blood now flowing down, his body now lifeless falling on top of Stacy. He could still hear the screams of guest now running, his mind trying to process everything that was happening. With his final and last ounces of strength he raspy stated the name of his killer, "Dad".
*Although the sun will never shine the same
I'll always look to a brighter day
Lord I know when I lay me down to sleep
You will always listen as I pray*
**End Of Flashback**
"Stace you okay?"
Her memory now flooding back to reality, the killer, a man she thought of as her friend stood in front of her, fake tears in his eyes. She wanted so hard to scream at him, hit him, kill him with her own hands, how could anyone kill their own child? The thought made her sick to her stomach, nodding her head Jason lead her towards their seats, shocked and almost not wanting to sit in them, she sat down next to Brian in the front of the graveyard.
*And I know you're shining down on me from heaven
Like so many friends we've lost along the way
And I know eventually we'll be together
One sweet day
Eventually we'll sing in heaven*
As the preacher began to speak, Stacy still couldn't help but feel anger and scared sitting next to Brian, true Jason and everyone else were still there, but it still scared her that someone could kill their child the way Brian had. She almost jumped out of her seat feeling him wrap his arm around her shoulder, softly he whispered into her ear.
"You're next sweetie. . .not even Morgan can save you. . ."
Quickly she stood up and ran away from everyone, causing Father Coates to stop, Jason stood up getting ready to go after his distraught wife, but instead sat down seeing that Brian was already walking that way. Something wasn't right, ever since the letter in that mysterious envelope after the shooting, along with Stacy's behavior were like red flags flying in his face.
The next day after the shooting she had gone crying to Sonny, begging him to take Brian off of being her guard and move someone like Max or anyone else to do it. Everyone had just thought it was because being around Brian brought up too many memories about Tyler but now something else was up. Remember the letter he finally put his finger on it. The letter had stated, "I can get her anytime, anywhere, and no one can stop me". Before he had just taken it as an assassin, but now it hit him, the only person that could get Stacy anytime and anywhere would have to be someone close to her, her bodyguard, leaving only one person, Brian. Quickly he stood up grabbing Max by the arm rushing towards the direction Stacy ran towards.
******
Running as fast as her body could carry her, she quickly fell to the ground, sudden and very painful pains were rattling her body. Her instinct was to grab her stomach, falling to her knees tears flowed down her face, and as quickly as the pain had started it left. Breathing a sigh of relief, she readied herself to stand up only to hear the cocking of a gun behind her head.
"You know, this isn't something I really wanted to do, but I'm just so sick and tired of saving your sorry ass over and over again."
Instantly recognizing the voice, she knew what was going to happen next, not wanting to have her back turned to him she tried to turn her body around to face her killer only to almost be shot by a bullet.
"Move again and I wont miss."
"Why are you doing this?"
"Don't you get it Stace? I never left your father, I've been working for him the whole time, and now he can finally get his revenge on you. Oh wait, you don't even consider the man you're father, he clothed you and sheltered your sorry ass for years and the minute a good fuck comes along you leave him and go running to Corinthos. . ."
Jason and Max stopped a few feet away, Jason motioning for him to wait, his first concern was for Stacy and their unborn child, wanting to wait for the right opportunity they waited continuing to listen to Brian's mouth run more crap.
"You know personally it was kind of fun listening to you beg Mr. Tagliati to stop hitting you, really turned me on. Hell if you're pathetic ass didn't leave from Connor's care so quickly I would have been able to figure out why that jackass Morgan wanted to marry you, I mean are you really that good of a fuck for a guy to take a bullet for you? For my son to take a bullet for you?! It was supposed to be you dead and in that casket, not my son! And for that you're going to pay, you took away my only son, and now I'm going to take you away from Sonny and Morgan."
Suddenly three shots were fired from in front of Stacy, taking Jason and Max by surprise; Jason rushed over to his wife who remained still staring off at the bushes in front of her. Walking out from the bushes two men in suits and sunglasses placed their guns back into their holsters. Jason and Max continued to stare at the men, who pulled out some badges.
"F.B.I. we'd like to speak with you Mr. Morgan in private."
Turning back to his wife who looked to still be in shock he motioned at Max to take Stacy. Walking in front of her, Max helped her stand up to her feet, taking her back to the limo to wait for Jason. After seeing his wife safely being put in the limo he turned his attention back to the feds.
"Uh. . .thanks for helping my wife there."
"We've been trailing Mr. Laramee for a few months now. You are aware that he was one of a few men hired to take out your wife, Mr. Morgan?"
"There's more?"
"Mrs. Morgan stands to inherit billions of dollars upon the death of Mr. Tagliati. If she's killed his money will go to who ever is the second in command, that person right now being Connor Write."
"Wait a minute, Connor was killed, and Brian killed him right. . .it was a set up wasn't it?"
"We have a smart one on our hands, that's a first in this kind of business."
"Okay so why do you need me?"
"You're known for your exceptional 'assassin' skills. We need Mrs. Morgan alive and for that to happen we need everyone that's been hired to kill her, dead. The board has agreed that you are the perfect person for this job. No criminal charges will be pressed against you, and until you're job is done we will be watching over your wife and child."
"And if I refuse what's going to happen?"
The second agent, who had remained quiet the whole time, slowly walked up to Jason looking him straight in the eye, slowly taking his sunglasses off.
"Then you're wife, will go to jail for life."
"For what?"
"For the murder of Anna Maxell-Tagliati."
"Your lying, Stacy's mother died of cancer."
"Funny, I don't remember cancer making you fall down the stairs causing you to break your neck. Only a spoiled little rich bitch could do that."
Taking exception to that, Jason swung back, his fist making contact with the second agents chin, causing the agent to fall onto the ground. The first agent pushed Jason back staring at him.
"You do this for us, you take out these guys and we'll make her past go away. Four other men our out to kill your wife, even you can't protect her from those guys all by yourself, trust us Mr. Morgan."
For some reason he felt like he should, like these guys were telling him the truth, nodding his head, the second agent stood up still holding his now bruised chin.
"What happens now?"
"We fake you're death, no one will see a dead guy coming after them, you take the guys out, we make your wife's past disappear, you two go on living happily ever after."
"Fine, but after she has the baby."
"I'm sorry Mr. Morgan, it has to be done now, the next person will be on his way here to get her since Brian is gone now. We she does have the baby, we'll figure out a way for you to be there."
The next twenty-four hours would be the longest in Jason Morgan's life, he was only doing this to protect his family, and any man would do the same thing in his position. He would take the guys out and be back in time for Stacy to give birth to their first child. Only two very young people had a different plan, both were ready to be born, and they were ready to face the world outside their mother's stomach.
A/N: Song credit, "One Sweet Day" Mariah Carey feat. Boyz 2 Men. Hope you guys liked this chapter, this story has got about 3 maybe 4 more chapters left, then onto the second part. Thanks to my girl Isabelle for all of her love and support, hope she loves being put into my story soon; remember any and all feedback is welcomed! I should have the next chapter up either tonight or tomorrow, lates!