RECONNECTING
Elizabeth woke up slowly to voices. She didn't immediately open her eyes trying to combat the fog left by the pain medication. There were two voices, one she recognized as Jason's, the other was a woman's.
"Is this how it was for you when I was in here?" Jason asked. "It's so frustrating, Em. I don't know what to do or say to help. How did you do it?"
"You just need to love her and be patient, Jase," Emily said. "That's what I did with you. But I bet you have little more empathy for Keesha now."
"Huh, I guess," Jason said. "The difference is that I don't care if Elizabeth ever remembers her past as long as she'll let me be in her life."
"And that's why the two of you will be fine," Emily said.
"Hello?" Elizabeth said opening her eyes.
"Hey," Jason said leaning forward in his chair. "You have another visitor."
"Hey, Elizabeth," Emily said with a smile. "I'm Emily."
"Hi," Elizabeth said looking back and forth between the two.
"Jase, do you think you could give us some time alone?" Emily asked. "Maybe you could go get something to eat."
"You sound like Monica reminding me to eat," Jason said to Emily. Then he turned to Elizabeth. "Is that okay with you?"
"Of course," Elizabeth said. "I'm sure you have a life you need to get back to."
Jason didn't say anything. He just gave Emily a hug and left.
"How'd you know I wanted to talk to you alone?" Elizabeth asked.
"I can read the signals even if you don't know you're putting them out," Emily said. "What did you want to talk about that Jason can't hear?"
"Jason," Elizabeth said with a smile. "How do you know him?"
"Jason's my brother," Emily said.
"Brother?" Elizabeth said. "But he told me you were Monica's daughter."
"That's right," Emily said.
"He called her Monica," Elizabeth said in confusion.
"Yeah, he does that," Emily said. "Has he told you anything about himself?"
"Only that he had amnesia years ago and never got his memory back," Elizabeth said.
"Okay, well that's why he calls mom, Monica," Emily explained. "He doesn't remember her being his mother so he doesn't call her by that title. I think the only person he refers to like that is Grandmother."
"He told me you and I were close," Elizabeth said. "And that you're engaged to Nikolas and I used to be engaged to Nikolas' brother Lucky."
"Yep," Emily said. "Do you want the crazy relationship chart of Port Charles?"
"Yes," Elizabeth said.
"Let's see," Emily said. "I guess I'll start with the Quartermaine's. Edward and Lila Quartermaine are my grandparents. Alan and Tracy are their kids. Alan and Monica are my parents, along with Jason and AJ. Jason changed his name to Morgan and disassociated himself from the family. Other than Grandmother and me, Jason's family is the Corinthos family. Sonny and Carly are married and have two sons, Michael and Morgan. Carly's mom is Bobbie, who you work for. Bobbie is Luke's sister and Luke is Lucky's dad. Lucky's mom is Laura who had a child with Stavros Cassadine before she and Luke were married. That child was Nikolas who I'm engaged to. His aunt Alexis almost married my cousin Ned, Aunt Tracey's oldest son. Are you thoroughly confused yet?"
"Um, yes," Elizabeth said. "What's my, uh, relationship with Jason?"
"Um, you're very close," Emily said.
"Can I ask you a hypothetical question?" Elizabeth asked.
"Sure," Emily said.
"Do you think it's possible to be in love with someone you don't know?" Elizabeth asked.
"You're referring to Jason?" Emily asked. Elizabeth nodded. "Then yes it's possible. You do know him, you just don't remember. And I know you love him."
"I thought so," Elizabeth said. "I don't remember why but I feel safe with him. And I trust him. I dreamed about him when I was unconscious. Only I didn't know who he was."
"Just let him help you," Emily said. "He knows what you're going through and he loves you. My mom said you need to rest so I'll get out of here but I'll be back later today or tomorrow."
"Okay, thank you," Elizabeth said. "Jason's been great but I think I just needed another woman's perspective. I mean, I couldn't very well ask Jason if I was in love with him!"
"Call me if you need anything. Jason, my mom, and the hospital all have my number," Emily said and left.
Elizabeth lay in the bed sorting through all the information Emily had given her. She was trying to remember the relationships of all the Quartermaines when her door opened. Elizabeth looked up fully expecting Jason, only to find herself looking at an unknown man with brown hair.
"Elizabeth, I heard you were awake," Ric said.
"And you are?" Elizabeth inquired.
It took only a fraction of a second for Ric to realize that Elizabeth had amnesia. He saw this as his chance to win her back. If she didn't know about her past, then he could tell her whatever he wanted about himself and their relationship.
"I'm your husband," Ric said smiling.
"Excuse me?" Elizabeth asked shocked and a little creeped out by his smile.
"Ric Lansing, the man you married. Also, the district attorney," Ric said.
"That's not possible," Elizabeth said doing her best to keep her temper and her revulsion in check.
"Why not?" Rick asked.
"Because I'm in love with Jason," she said.
Jason got to Elizabeth's door just in time to hear her declare her love for him. He was stunned. Assuming Emily was still in the room, Jason began to back away to give them privacy. Then he heard Ric.
"Is that what Morgan told you?" Ric asked. "He's been trying to poison you against me from the beginning because he wants you for himself." "He wouldn't have to try hard," Elizabeth said coldly, as Jason came charging into the room.
In less than five seconds, Jason had Ric pinned to the wall with a forearm and was holding a gun to Ric's head. The only thing that stopped Jason from pulling the trigger was Elizabeth's voice softly uttering his name. Jason turned his head and looked at her. She held out her hand to him. In one motion, Jason let go of Ric, put the gun in his waistband, and turned to Elizabeth. In two strides he was by her side holding her hand.
"Leave," Elizabeth said looking at Ric. "And don't ever come back."
Ric stood up from where he had slumped on the floor when Jason let him go and quickly exited the room.
"I'm sorry," Jason said when he and Elizabeth were alone. "I don't want you to be afraid of me."
"Jason," Elizabeth said. When he didn't look up, she repeated, "Jason." Jason raised his head and looked into her eyes. "I'm not afraid of you. I can't say that I never have been because I don't know that but I am not afraid of you now and I don't believe I could ever be afraid of you."
"I heard you tell Ric you love me," Jason said.
"Yeah, uh, I don't, uh," Elizabeth didn't know how to explain.
"It's okay," Jason said. "Just talk to me. Tell me how you feel."
"I don't know if it's possible for me to be in love with you," Elizabeth said. "What I do know is that I'm scared and frustrated all the time but when you're here with me, I know everything will be alright somehow. I feel safe when I go to sleep seeing your face because I know you'll be here when I wake up. I trust you which is crazy because I don't even trust myself right now."
Jason was silent for several minutes and Elizabeth studied him.
"I had guards posted at the door while you were unconscious," he finally said. "When I realized you didn't remember anything, I had them leave because I didn't want to frighten you or make you feel like a prisoner. I want to bring them back. Will you let me? Do you trust me enough to know that all I want is to keep you safe?"
"Of course, Jason," Elizabeth said.
"You need to sleep," Jason said.
Elizabeth smiled and closed her eyes. A few seconds later, they flew open and locked on Jason's.
"Does the phrase 'the wind' mean anything to you?" she asked.
Jason's eyes widened fractionally and he answered, "A couple of things. Why?"
"I was starting to relax and two images sort of tangled together and popped into my head," Elizabeth said. "One of them was really blurry and it felt like maybe I was seeing it while I was moving. The other looked like a painting and the words 'the wind' came into my mind. Okay, I'm officially crazy."
"No, you're not. It was a memory," Jason said. "I used to take you on motorcycle rides. Whenever we'd go really fast, you said you could see the wind. Then you painted what you saw from the back of my bike as a gift to me. You titled the painting 'The Wind'."
"Can we go for a ride when I get out of here?" Elizabeth asked.
"Anytime," Jason said. "Now sleep."
Elizabeth closed her eyes and promptly fell asleep. While she slept, Jason called and reinstated twenty-four hour guards on the room. Then he just sat and watched her. He was secretly glad that the first memory to come back to her was one that was special to only them.
Four hours later Elizabeth sat straight up in bed, her eyes wildly searching the room.
"Elizabeth, what's wrong? Are you hurt?" Jason asked.
"Adella. Where's Adella?" Elizabeth asked nearly hysterical. "Where's my daughter?"
"Adella's fine. She's staying with Sonny and Carly," Jason said.
"She's okay? Adella's okay?" Elizabeth asked.
"Yes, Adella's perfectly healthy and safe," Jason said.
"Thank God," Elizabeth sighed and sank back against the pillows.
"Elizabeth?" Jason queried softly.
"Yeah?" she replied her eyes still closed.
"You remember Adella?" he asked.
Elizabeth's eyes flew open and she looked into Jason's.
"Yes, I remember Adella," she said with a smile. "I remember my beautiful baby girl."
"Have you remembered anything else?" Jason asked gently.
Elizabeth frowned thinking about it and shook her head no.
"Would you like to see Adella?" Jason asked.
"Yes!" Elizabeth said. "I've missed her so much without even realizing it."
"She's missed you, too. Carly brought her in everyday and I would hold her and we'd talk to you," Jason said.
"I'm glad she got to see and hear you," Elizabeth said. "She's got to be really confused. Would you get her?"
"Of course," Jason said standing up. "I'll be right back."
Jason left the room quickly and Elizabeth laid back to await her child.
Elizabeth woke up slowly to voices. She didn't immediately open her eyes trying to combat the fog left by the pain medication. There were two voices, one she recognized as Jason's, the other was a woman's.
"Is this how it was for you when I was in here?" Jason asked. "It's so frustrating, Em. I don't know what to do or say to help. How did you do it?"
"You just need to love her and be patient, Jase," Emily said. "That's what I did with you. But I bet you have little more empathy for Keesha now."
"Huh, I guess," Jason said. "The difference is that I don't care if Elizabeth ever remembers her past as long as she'll let me be in her life."
"And that's why the two of you will be fine," Emily said.
"Hello?" Elizabeth said opening her eyes.
"Hey," Jason said leaning forward in his chair. "You have another visitor."
"Hey, Elizabeth," Emily said with a smile. "I'm Emily."
"Hi," Elizabeth said looking back and forth between the two.
"Jase, do you think you could give us some time alone?" Emily asked. "Maybe you could go get something to eat."
"You sound like Monica reminding me to eat," Jason said to Emily. Then he turned to Elizabeth. "Is that okay with you?"
"Of course," Elizabeth said. "I'm sure you have a life you need to get back to."
Jason didn't say anything. He just gave Emily a hug and left.
"How'd you know I wanted to talk to you alone?" Elizabeth asked.
"I can read the signals even if you don't know you're putting them out," Emily said. "What did you want to talk about that Jason can't hear?"
"Jason," Elizabeth said with a smile. "How do you know him?"
"Jason's my brother," Emily said.
"Brother?" Elizabeth said. "But he told me you were Monica's daughter."
"That's right," Emily said.
"He called her Monica," Elizabeth said in confusion.
"Yeah, he does that," Emily said. "Has he told you anything about himself?"
"Only that he had amnesia years ago and never got his memory back," Elizabeth said.
"Okay, well that's why he calls mom, Monica," Emily explained. "He doesn't remember her being his mother so he doesn't call her by that title. I think the only person he refers to like that is Grandmother."
"He told me you and I were close," Elizabeth said. "And that you're engaged to Nikolas and I used to be engaged to Nikolas' brother Lucky."
"Yep," Emily said. "Do you want the crazy relationship chart of Port Charles?"
"Yes," Elizabeth said.
"Let's see," Emily said. "I guess I'll start with the Quartermaine's. Edward and Lila Quartermaine are my grandparents. Alan and Tracy are their kids. Alan and Monica are my parents, along with Jason and AJ. Jason changed his name to Morgan and disassociated himself from the family. Other than Grandmother and me, Jason's family is the Corinthos family. Sonny and Carly are married and have two sons, Michael and Morgan. Carly's mom is Bobbie, who you work for. Bobbie is Luke's sister and Luke is Lucky's dad. Lucky's mom is Laura who had a child with Stavros Cassadine before she and Luke were married. That child was Nikolas who I'm engaged to. His aunt Alexis almost married my cousin Ned, Aunt Tracey's oldest son. Are you thoroughly confused yet?"
"Um, yes," Elizabeth said. "What's my, uh, relationship with Jason?"
"Um, you're very close," Emily said.
"Can I ask you a hypothetical question?" Elizabeth asked.
"Sure," Emily said.
"Do you think it's possible to be in love with someone you don't know?" Elizabeth asked.
"You're referring to Jason?" Emily asked. Elizabeth nodded. "Then yes it's possible. You do know him, you just don't remember. And I know you love him."
"I thought so," Elizabeth said. "I don't remember why but I feel safe with him. And I trust him. I dreamed about him when I was unconscious. Only I didn't know who he was."
"Just let him help you," Emily said. "He knows what you're going through and he loves you. My mom said you need to rest so I'll get out of here but I'll be back later today or tomorrow."
"Okay, thank you," Elizabeth said. "Jason's been great but I think I just needed another woman's perspective. I mean, I couldn't very well ask Jason if I was in love with him!"
"Call me if you need anything. Jason, my mom, and the hospital all have my number," Emily said and left.
Elizabeth lay in the bed sorting through all the information Emily had given her. She was trying to remember the relationships of all the Quartermaines when her door opened. Elizabeth looked up fully expecting Jason, only to find herself looking at an unknown man with brown hair.
"Elizabeth, I heard you were awake," Ric said.
"And you are?" Elizabeth inquired.
It took only a fraction of a second for Ric to realize that Elizabeth had amnesia. He saw this as his chance to win her back. If she didn't know about her past, then he could tell her whatever he wanted about himself and their relationship.
"I'm your husband," Ric said smiling.
"Excuse me?" Elizabeth asked shocked and a little creeped out by his smile.
"Ric Lansing, the man you married. Also, the district attorney," Ric said.
"That's not possible," Elizabeth said doing her best to keep her temper and her revulsion in check.
"Why not?" Rick asked.
"Because I'm in love with Jason," she said.
Jason got to Elizabeth's door just in time to hear her declare her love for him. He was stunned. Assuming Emily was still in the room, Jason began to back away to give them privacy. Then he heard Ric.
"Is that what Morgan told you?" Ric asked. "He's been trying to poison you against me from the beginning because he wants you for himself." "He wouldn't have to try hard," Elizabeth said coldly, as Jason came charging into the room.
In less than five seconds, Jason had Ric pinned to the wall with a forearm and was holding a gun to Ric's head. The only thing that stopped Jason from pulling the trigger was Elizabeth's voice softly uttering his name. Jason turned his head and looked at her. She held out her hand to him. In one motion, Jason let go of Ric, put the gun in his waistband, and turned to Elizabeth. In two strides he was by her side holding her hand.
"Leave," Elizabeth said looking at Ric. "And don't ever come back."
Ric stood up from where he had slumped on the floor when Jason let him go and quickly exited the room.
"I'm sorry," Jason said when he and Elizabeth were alone. "I don't want you to be afraid of me."
"Jason," Elizabeth said. When he didn't look up, she repeated, "Jason." Jason raised his head and looked into her eyes. "I'm not afraid of you. I can't say that I never have been because I don't know that but I am not afraid of you now and I don't believe I could ever be afraid of you."
"I heard you tell Ric you love me," Jason said.
"Yeah, uh, I don't, uh," Elizabeth didn't know how to explain.
"It's okay," Jason said. "Just talk to me. Tell me how you feel."
"I don't know if it's possible for me to be in love with you," Elizabeth said. "What I do know is that I'm scared and frustrated all the time but when you're here with me, I know everything will be alright somehow. I feel safe when I go to sleep seeing your face because I know you'll be here when I wake up. I trust you which is crazy because I don't even trust myself right now."
Jason was silent for several minutes and Elizabeth studied him.
"I had guards posted at the door while you were unconscious," he finally said. "When I realized you didn't remember anything, I had them leave because I didn't want to frighten you or make you feel like a prisoner. I want to bring them back. Will you let me? Do you trust me enough to know that all I want is to keep you safe?"
"Of course, Jason," Elizabeth said.
"You need to sleep," Jason said.
Elizabeth smiled and closed her eyes. A few seconds later, they flew open and locked on Jason's.
"Does the phrase 'the wind' mean anything to you?" she asked.
Jason's eyes widened fractionally and he answered, "A couple of things. Why?"
"I was starting to relax and two images sort of tangled together and popped into my head," Elizabeth said. "One of them was really blurry and it felt like maybe I was seeing it while I was moving. The other looked like a painting and the words 'the wind' came into my mind. Okay, I'm officially crazy."
"No, you're not. It was a memory," Jason said. "I used to take you on motorcycle rides. Whenever we'd go really fast, you said you could see the wind. Then you painted what you saw from the back of my bike as a gift to me. You titled the painting 'The Wind'."
"Can we go for a ride when I get out of here?" Elizabeth asked.
"Anytime," Jason said. "Now sleep."
Elizabeth closed her eyes and promptly fell asleep. While she slept, Jason called and reinstated twenty-four hour guards on the room. Then he just sat and watched her. He was secretly glad that the first memory to come back to her was one that was special to only them.
Four hours later Elizabeth sat straight up in bed, her eyes wildly searching the room.
"Elizabeth, what's wrong? Are you hurt?" Jason asked.
"Adella. Where's Adella?" Elizabeth asked nearly hysterical. "Where's my daughter?"
"Adella's fine. She's staying with Sonny and Carly," Jason said.
"She's okay? Adella's okay?" Elizabeth asked.
"Yes, Adella's perfectly healthy and safe," Jason said.
"Thank God," Elizabeth sighed and sank back against the pillows.
"Elizabeth?" Jason queried softly.
"Yeah?" she replied her eyes still closed.
"You remember Adella?" he asked.
Elizabeth's eyes flew open and she looked into Jason's.
"Yes, I remember Adella," she said with a smile. "I remember my beautiful baby girl."
"Have you remembered anything else?" Jason asked gently.
Elizabeth frowned thinking about it and shook her head no.
"Would you like to see Adella?" Jason asked.
"Yes!" Elizabeth said. "I've missed her so much without even realizing it."
"She's missed you, too. Carly brought her in everyday and I would hold her and we'd talk to you," Jason said.
"I'm glad she got to see and hear you," Elizabeth said. "She's got to be really confused. Would you get her?"
"Of course," Jason said standing up. "I'll be right back."
Jason left the room quickly and Elizabeth laid back to await her child.