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~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Italy~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
She walked along the sand feeling the warmth of the sun on her back as the waves tickled her feet. She loved it here. When she left Port Charles there was only one place she could go and she'd traveled all over Italy. She sat down on the quiet beach remembering.
It'd been a long time since she left but she never thought of going back. This was where she belonged. She rubbed a shell tenderly as she listened to the crashing of the waves and the cries of birds. It wasn't long before her skin began to prickle as though someone was watching her. She wasn't alarmed because the tingling of awareness told her who it was.
"How'd you find me?" Elizabeth asked without turning around to face her visitor.
"Where else would you be?"
She smiled at that and stood to face her old friend. She ran over to him, wrapping her arms around his neck and holding him tight. His arms folded around her and she was again reminded of how much bigger he was than her; she fit in his arms perfectly.
"Jason." She said breathing in his scent she'd missed for so long. He smelled like leather and sweat. He smelled like a man.
"I've missed you." He said pulling away to look into her face. The sun reflected light off the red stone around Elizabeth's neck. But no...it wasn't a stone; it was a piece of glass. He smiled.
She took his hand and they began strolling along the beach. Neither said anything as they walked along, they didn't need to. It was enough just to be there. Soon the light started to change and the air became colder. Elizabeth started leading him towards her house. It wasn't anything fancy, it only had a bedroom, kitchen and living room, and a bathroom of course, but it suited her. She liked to sit out on the porch and paint.
When they entered her home Jason's eyes roamed over the place. There was art supplies on the tables, and a few chairs were holding canvases. Against the left wall was a couch, no, THE couch, the same couch from her studio, he couldn't help but laugh.
"Oh come on, it's not that bad, and it's not like I was expecting company." Elizabeth said in protest.
"I'm not laughing at the mess." He said. She looked at him with questioning eyes and he pointed towards the couch. "I've never seen someone so attached to a couch that is so uncomfortable."
"Not many people have a couch with so many memories." She said as she wandered into the kitchen. "I'm not much of a cook but I've got plenty of food, cold pizza, sandwiches, mac and cheese..."she trailed off.
"Anything but soup." He whispered in her ear.
She was surprised by how close he was to her; she thought he was still in the living room. They hadn't been together in a long time but he still made her feel like so nervous, like her heart would jump out of her chest. Not that they were ever really together. Just when they started to get close she walked out and he found Barbie.
"How's Courtney?" She asked, moving away from him and pulling out the box of pizza from the fridge. "Sorry I left before the wedding." When she turned around Jason's face had closed off and she could kick herself for asking. "Never mind, don't answer." She grabbed her piece and headed into the living room, settling down on the couch with her legs curled under her.
Jason stood in the kitchen for a moment after she left. He expected her to ask about Courtney, and while he didn't care about her anymore it still stung to think of all that happened. What's more, it stung to think that he left Liz for her. He grabbed a slice and followed Elizabeth into the living room, sitting down on the couch.
"We're in the middle of a divorce."
"I'm sorry." Elizabeth said instantly, it was the knee-jerk reaction everyone always had to that statement, but really, she wasn't sorry at all.
"Don't be, I'm not. She got into it with Alcazar, and plotted against Sonny and me. It's a long story, but we're over." They were quiet while they ate their pizza. It wasn't an awkward silence though it never was with them.
"So, how long are you staying in Italy?" Elizabeth asked when she finished, deciding not to press the Courtney issue though she secretly wanted to throttle the bitch.
"I don't know. I just needed to get out of Port Charles, away from those people. I needed to be with someone I could trust, so I took the first plane out and came looking for you." He had to stifle a yawn at the end of his confession.
Liz giggled, "Jet-lags a bitch isn't it? C'mon you can sleep it off in my room, we can talk later." She got up and offered him her hand.
"Actually, could I sleep here? I've kinda missed this thing."
"Suit yourself, let me grab some blankets." Liz pulled a blanket and pillow out of the closet and came over to tuck Jason in. "Goodnight Jase." She said before heading to her own bed.
"'Night Liz."
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~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Italy~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
She walked along the sand feeling the warmth of the sun on her back as the waves tickled her feet. She loved it here. When she left Port Charles there was only one place she could go and she'd traveled all over Italy. She sat down on the quiet beach remembering.
It'd been a long time since she left but she never thought of going back. This was where she belonged. She rubbed a shell tenderly as she listened to the crashing of the waves and the cries of birds. It wasn't long before her skin began to prickle as though someone was watching her. She wasn't alarmed because the tingling of awareness told her who it was.
"How'd you find me?" Elizabeth asked without turning around to face her visitor.
"Where else would you be?"
She smiled at that and stood to face her old friend. She ran over to him, wrapping her arms around his neck and holding him tight. His arms folded around her and she was again reminded of how much bigger he was than her; she fit in his arms perfectly.
"Jason." She said breathing in his scent she'd missed for so long. He smelled like leather and sweat. He smelled like a man.
"I've missed you." He said pulling away to look into her face. The sun reflected light off the red stone around Elizabeth's neck. But no...it wasn't a stone; it was a piece of glass. He smiled.
She took his hand and they began strolling along the beach. Neither said anything as they walked along, they didn't need to. It was enough just to be there. Soon the light started to change and the air became colder. Elizabeth started leading him towards her house. It wasn't anything fancy, it only had a bedroom, kitchen and living room, and a bathroom of course, but it suited her. She liked to sit out on the porch and paint.
When they entered her home Jason's eyes roamed over the place. There was art supplies on the tables, and a few chairs were holding canvases. Against the left wall was a couch, no, THE couch, the same couch from her studio, he couldn't help but laugh.
"Oh come on, it's not that bad, and it's not like I was expecting company." Elizabeth said in protest.
"I'm not laughing at the mess." He said. She looked at him with questioning eyes and he pointed towards the couch. "I've never seen someone so attached to a couch that is so uncomfortable."
"Not many people have a couch with so many memories." She said as she wandered into the kitchen. "I'm not much of a cook but I've got plenty of food, cold pizza, sandwiches, mac and cheese..."she trailed off.
"Anything but soup." He whispered in her ear.
She was surprised by how close he was to her; she thought he was still in the living room. They hadn't been together in a long time but he still made her feel like so nervous, like her heart would jump out of her chest. Not that they were ever really together. Just when they started to get close she walked out and he found Barbie.
"How's Courtney?" She asked, moving away from him and pulling out the box of pizza from the fridge. "Sorry I left before the wedding." When she turned around Jason's face had closed off and she could kick herself for asking. "Never mind, don't answer." She grabbed her piece and headed into the living room, settling down on the couch with her legs curled under her.
Jason stood in the kitchen for a moment after she left. He expected her to ask about Courtney, and while he didn't care about her anymore it still stung to think of all that happened. What's more, it stung to think that he left Liz for her. He grabbed a slice and followed Elizabeth into the living room, sitting down on the couch.
"We're in the middle of a divorce."
"I'm sorry." Elizabeth said instantly, it was the knee-jerk reaction everyone always had to that statement, but really, she wasn't sorry at all.
"Don't be, I'm not. She got into it with Alcazar, and plotted against Sonny and me. It's a long story, but we're over." They were quiet while they ate their pizza. It wasn't an awkward silence though it never was with them.
"So, how long are you staying in Italy?" Elizabeth asked when she finished, deciding not to press the Courtney issue though she secretly wanted to throttle the bitch.
"I don't know. I just needed to get out of Port Charles, away from those people. I needed to be with someone I could trust, so I took the first plane out and came looking for you." He had to stifle a yawn at the end of his confession.
Liz giggled, "Jet-lags a bitch isn't it? C'mon you can sleep it off in my room, we can talk later." She got up and offered him her hand.
"Actually, could I sleep here? I've kinda missed this thing."
"Suit yourself, let me grab some blankets." Liz pulled a blanket and pillow out of the closet and came over to tuck Jason in. "Goodnight Jase." She said before heading to her own bed.
"'Night Liz."
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