Frozen: Smallest Wantings
You guys are truely amazing. I can't believe some of the reviews I get. I'm one of those people who sees their work as okay. But whenever I read the reviews its like...Wow. And thanks to all who wished me well. I am. LOL. I'm actually a chapter or two ahead of what I've been posting so I was better by two chapters ago. Its nice might I add. Makes updating go a lot faster. Anyway. I'm sure you all don't want to read my rambles so go ahead, go read what you clicked for!
Just so you all know. All the chapters before this one were from one day. This chapter marks a new one. I have time issues I guess all my fics sorta aren't timeline good. Did that make sense?
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Morgan Penthouse
Carly didn't know what to do with the penthouse. Should she just remake it to look like Courtney had never been there? She wasn't even sure if he would be able to live in this place anymore.
The more time that went by the more she knew that Jason needed more than just Sonny and her could give him. She would do whatever it took to make sure he got what he needed now. And if Elizabeth Webber was it then so be it.
Even as she thought that she felt herself become guilty for betraying Courtney. It was insane. That was another part of the problem. Both she and Sonny had wanted Jason to do whatever was best for Courtney. They didn't see what was infront of them. They should have been doing what Jason needed.
No, what she should have done was sit him down weeks ago and have a nice, long, soul baring talk with him. But this was Jason. It wasn't like he would just tell her. He doesn't do that. How long did it take him to tell her he loved her? Friend or otherwise. Years. That was how little he expressed his emotions. There was no way he would have just opened up.
And that was part of the problem.
But they would fix it. Even if it took Elizabeth the Muffin to do it.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Corinthos Penthouse
Sonny poured himself a scotch from his wet bar. How many times had he stood here and told Jason that Courtney mattered. Carly mattered. Michael mattered. Getting Alcazar mattered. But as hard as he thought he couldn't come up with the last time he told Jason how much he mattered.
Did Jason know it?
Sonny shook his head as he sat down. No, he didn't. Jason was almost oblivious to how much he means to the people around him. He always had been.
No matter how much damage Courtney had done a lot of this was on him.
Robin and him.
Jason's teachers.
When he had needed to be taught it could be anything. How many times had he been talking to Jason about East Coast operations, or the South American dealings and Jason asked which direction it was in. Sonny now knew what direction you were facing in any part of the penthouse because of Jason's questions. Or saying goodbye at the end of phone conversations. How many times did directions to Jason take in the begaining because he would just hang up when he thought he should? That had driven him up a wall. It was part of the reason why Jason checked in at the penthouse instead of the phone like most of his men.
Then there was the bigger lessons. How to love. Whats forgivness. What do you do when someone you care about is upset. Those were harder. Robin had taken care of the love aspect and probably forgivness too. He had always told Jason to protect the ones around him. That they came first. Appearently no one had thought to tell him to take care of himself too. Or showed him not to go too far with taking care of others.
He should have.
Sonny stood up again and ran his hand over his face, letting out a sigh. Then he threw the glass to the wall.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Elizabeth's Studio
Elizabeth had moved her postion to the couch laying down next to him hours ago. Her arms were still around him. Oddly enough he hadn't gotten upset by that last night. He had let her hold him.
She rocked him to sleep while he cried. She was probably the first to ever do that. She shifted her hold on him and moved her hand to stroke his hair. The sun had come up and it was later morning now. But he showed no signs of waking up. She hadn't called the three employees she had hired at the gallery to cover for her. But one of them must have realized that she wasn't coming in. And if they didn't, then the gallery just wouldn't open today. Jason was more important to her than that.
She felt him stir in her arms and she held her breath. He looked peaceful still and she wanted him to stay that way for a little while. But stubbornly his eyes opened.
He didn't seem confused as to where he was this time. "Elizabeth."
Again it wasn't a question. He was just stating her presence. "Good Morning." She greeted him quietly.
He didn't say anything back he just kept watching her with his sleepy blue eyes. "Are you hungry?"
Jason was about to shake his head no before she cut him off. "When was the last time you ate Jason?"
He looked as though he was thinking back over a long period of time. After a minute he just shrugged. "I don't remember."
Elizabeth closed her eyes. He had forgotten to eat again. Didn't anyone tell Courtney to remind him? "Okay. I'm going to make you something."
"You don't have to." He told her. He didn't seem to care that he hadn't probably eaten in days.
"I do. What do you want?" she asked. Again trying to have him tell her what he wanted.
"I don't care."
Elizabeth reluctantly let Jason go as she got up to take a look at her small kitchen. She didn't have a lot of food for it yet but there was enough to make him a breakfast. She opened the refidgerator and saw that she did have eggs. Jason liked those. "Do you want some eggs?"
She looked around the kitchen again and saw that she also had oatmeal. "Or some oatmeal?"
"No thats okay. I want the eggs."
And Elizabeth smiled.
Jason wants eggs! LOL. Okay, I know what you're all saying. Whats with the shorter chapter? I am really trying to lengthen them up. But I thought it was a good spot to end. Do you guys know why I rushed to write this new one? Cause all of your reviews sent me into a writing frenzy. And not the "Please update. I loved it!" ones either (I love ALL reviews though. Those just don't send me into a need for writing). I'm talking the ones where you all tell me what you like. Or what you don't. I like to hear where you all think is going to happen. So please, the more of those I get the faster I write this. I got home from school about 45 minutes ago. Sat down at my computer and checked my mail. And their were a bunch of reviews for chapter 5 (I posted that this morning). Seconds later I've already started this chap. See? This is why you review. So, REVIEW (hehe)!
You guys are truely amazing. I can't believe some of the reviews I get. I'm one of those people who sees their work as okay. But whenever I read the reviews its like...Wow. And thanks to all who wished me well. I am. LOL. I'm actually a chapter or two ahead of what I've been posting so I was better by two chapters ago. Its nice might I add. Makes updating go a lot faster. Anyway. I'm sure you all don't want to read my rambles so go ahead, go read what you clicked for!
Just so you all know. All the chapters before this one were from one day. This chapter marks a new one. I have time issues I guess all my fics sorta aren't timeline good. Did that make sense?
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Morgan Penthouse
Carly didn't know what to do with the penthouse. Should she just remake it to look like Courtney had never been there? She wasn't even sure if he would be able to live in this place anymore.
The more time that went by the more she knew that Jason needed more than just Sonny and her could give him. She would do whatever it took to make sure he got what he needed now. And if Elizabeth Webber was it then so be it.
Even as she thought that she felt herself become guilty for betraying Courtney. It was insane. That was another part of the problem. Both she and Sonny had wanted Jason to do whatever was best for Courtney. They didn't see what was infront of them. They should have been doing what Jason needed.
No, what she should have done was sit him down weeks ago and have a nice, long, soul baring talk with him. But this was Jason. It wasn't like he would just tell her. He doesn't do that. How long did it take him to tell her he loved her? Friend or otherwise. Years. That was how little he expressed his emotions. There was no way he would have just opened up.
And that was part of the problem.
But they would fix it. Even if it took Elizabeth the Muffin to do it.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Corinthos Penthouse
Sonny poured himself a scotch from his wet bar. How many times had he stood here and told Jason that Courtney mattered. Carly mattered. Michael mattered. Getting Alcazar mattered. But as hard as he thought he couldn't come up with the last time he told Jason how much he mattered.
Did Jason know it?
Sonny shook his head as he sat down. No, he didn't. Jason was almost oblivious to how much he means to the people around him. He always had been.
No matter how much damage Courtney had done a lot of this was on him.
Robin and him.
Jason's teachers.
When he had needed to be taught it could be anything. How many times had he been talking to Jason about East Coast operations, or the South American dealings and Jason asked which direction it was in. Sonny now knew what direction you were facing in any part of the penthouse because of Jason's questions. Or saying goodbye at the end of phone conversations. How many times did directions to Jason take in the begaining because he would just hang up when he thought he should? That had driven him up a wall. It was part of the reason why Jason checked in at the penthouse instead of the phone like most of his men.
Then there was the bigger lessons. How to love. Whats forgivness. What do you do when someone you care about is upset. Those were harder. Robin had taken care of the love aspect and probably forgivness too. He had always told Jason to protect the ones around him. That they came first. Appearently no one had thought to tell him to take care of himself too. Or showed him not to go too far with taking care of others.
He should have.
Sonny stood up again and ran his hand over his face, letting out a sigh. Then he threw the glass to the wall.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Elizabeth's Studio
Elizabeth had moved her postion to the couch laying down next to him hours ago. Her arms were still around him. Oddly enough he hadn't gotten upset by that last night. He had let her hold him.
She rocked him to sleep while he cried. She was probably the first to ever do that. She shifted her hold on him and moved her hand to stroke his hair. The sun had come up and it was later morning now. But he showed no signs of waking up. She hadn't called the three employees she had hired at the gallery to cover for her. But one of them must have realized that she wasn't coming in. And if they didn't, then the gallery just wouldn't open today. Jason was more important to her than that.
She felt him stir in her arms and she held her breath. He looked peaceful still and she wanted him to stay that way for a little while. But stubbornly his eyes opened.
He didn't seem confused as to where he was this time. "Elizabeth."
Again it wasn't a question. He was just stating her presence. "Good Morning." She greeted him quietly.
He didn't say anything back he just kept watching her with his sleepy blue eyes. "Are you hungry?"
Jason was about to shake his head no before she cut him off. "When was the last time you ate Jason?"
He looked as though he was thinking back over a long period of time. After a minute he just shrugged. "I don't remember."
Elizabeth closed her eyes. He had forgotten to eat again. Didn't anyone tell Courtney to remind him? "Okay. I'm going to make you something."
"You don't have to." He told her. He didn't seem to care that he hadn't probably eaten in days.
"I do. What do you want?" she asked. Again trying to have him tell her what he wanted.
"I don't care."
Elizabeth reluctantly let Jason go as she got up to take a look at her small kitchen. She didn't have a lot of food for it yet but there was enough to make him a breakfast. She opened the refidgerator and saw that she did have eggs. Jason liked those. "Do you want some eggs?"
She looked around the kitchen again and saw that she also had oatmeal. "Or some oatmeal?"
"No thats okay. I want the eggs."
And Elizabeth smiled.
Jason wants eggs! LOL. Okay, I know what you're all saying. Whats with the shorter chapter? I am really trying to lengthen them up. But I thought it was a good spot to end. Do you guys know why I rushed to write this new one? Cause all of your reviews sent me into a writing frenzy. And not the "Please update. I loved it!" ones either (I love ALL reviews though. Those just don't send me into a need for writing). I'm talking the ones where you all tell me what you like. Or what you don't. I like to hear where you all think is going to happen. So please, the more of those I get the faster I write this. I got home from school about 45 minutes ago. Sat down at my computer and checked my mail. And their were a bunch of reviews for chapter 5 (I posted that this morning). Seconds later I've already started this chap. See? This is why you review. So, REVIEW (hehe)!