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A/N: If any of the spanish in this chapter is off, I'm sorry, Idon't have one drop of Spanish in me, and I took French in High School. (
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The halls were dark and narrow. Each step took them closer to danger. It dripped from the ceiling. A forgein rage swept through Jason as he realized that this was where Carly had been held for so long.
He looked beside him to find Elizabeth keeping up with him, pace for pace. She held his gun tighly between her tiny hands. Jason had decided it was smarter for her to have the firearm once they ran into danger. He could fight a man off with his hands, Elizabeth would not be so lucky.
Footsteps rounded the corner. They quickly headed behind a wall. Jason pressed Elizabeth right up next to him. She breathed him in. "Not now Lizzy," she thought to herself. Her breathing was erractic compared to his. He was calm and collected. Years of training had led him to this point. Elizabeth was sure this was not his first time hiding in dark corners, gun in hand, just waiting to eliminate whoever stood in his way. What was she thinking, of course he was calm, this was just another day in the office for Jason Morgan. The only difference was now his heart was involved.
Jason motioned for Elizabeth to follow him. She held the gun closer. It's cool metal no longer phased her. It's a wonder what a week or so in the jungle can do to a girl.
"?Ces el preso?"
Jason stopped moving. Voices.
"Sus vitals son regualr. Ella los gritos ha parado."
"Bueno. Usted puede ir. Je la lui porterai"
Jason waited until the men departed. Elizabeth looked up at him expectantly. He let out his breath, he had not realized he had been holding it, "They're taking Carly somewhere."
"Did he say where?"
He shook his head, "No, but he's our guy. He'll take us to her."
"What are we waiting for?"
Jason smiled for a brief moment. Despite their circumstances, Liz's eyes were on fire with adrenaline. There was no fear, no regrets. He kissed her cheek, and led the way.
The walked through what seemed like a maze of endless hallways. They stayed close enough to follow the man, but far enough away for him not realize his two new found shadows. He reached for a door handle. Jason reached out for the gun, which Elizabeth did not hesitate to hand over. He was behind the guard in a flash. The man was just a pile on the floor moments later.
"We have to hurry, more will be here any minute," Jason ordered. Elizabeth ran passed him, and pulled at the door. It was locked, of course.
She pressed herself against the door, "Carly! Are you in there? Can you hear me, it' Elizabeth!!!"
"Elizabeth? Is that you?" she heard faintly from the other side. Relief swepted though Carly's body. Someone had found her. Granted it was Muffin of all people. She would have been happy if it had been Brenda at this point.
Elizabeth looked down, there wasn't a key hole. She looked desperately back at Jason, who was searching the man violently, "Nothing." Liz looked back at the door, and came face to face with a code box.
"Listen to me Carly, we only have a few minutes. We're trying to get you out, do you know the code to the door?"
"No, please hurry"
"Jason and I are working on it. Just try and stay calm"
"Jason? He's with you?" Jason was here. He would save her. He always did. She knew he would.
"Yeah, I'm here Carly, just don't panic."
"Oh Jase, I knew you'd get me,"
"We'll talk later, Carly, now I need you to focus on getting out of here."
Jason knelt down beside Elizabeth, and punched in four random numbers. Suddenly the lights went down and an alarm screamed through the building.
Damn
"Guess that wasn't it," Elizabeth whispered.
"We've got to hurry, get up," Jason ordered. He knew they only had seconds left if they wanted to find Carly before anyone else did, "Stand behind me."
They could here Carly on the other side, "Jason, Elizabeth? What's going on!"
"Carly, get away from the door, I'm going to have to blow it open."
Elizabeth closed her eyes and bit her lower lip has she heard three very poignant shots echo through the building. Smoke filled the room, but the door had weakened. Jason kicked it open the rest of the way. There stood Carly before them. Her hair was longer, and her stomach was fully swollen. New lines had formed her face since Jason had last seen her.
She ran into Jason's arms, and sobbed. He held her up from falling, but pulled away. He could barely see her face due to the lack of lighting.
"We have to hurry Carly. Can you run at all?"
"I'm not sure Jase,"
"You there! Stop!" a man cried out from the end of the corridor. Three other men were close behind him. Gunshots rang through the building.
"Let's go," Elizabeth ordered, she grabbed one side of Carly, and Jason grabbed the other.
Elizabeth's small lungs burned, and begged for a release. She prayed Jason knew where he was going, but she also knew in her heart of hearts, Jason was just as lost as she was. It didn't help matters that the only thing they could see in the dark was red lights flashing in accompaniment with the sirens.
"This way!" Jason bellowed. Elizabeth felt him pull towards their left. She fell in step. Carly was heaving in pain. The physical exertion was taking its toll on her very pregnant form.
"C'mon Carly. If you can get through this, Michael will be waiting for you at home. Just think about Michael," Elizabeth encouraged. Her only response was a moan.
"Think about Sonny holding your new baby. The baby you two worked so hard for. Think about your baby," she continued. Something must have clicked, because she felt Carly speed up a bit. "That's it Carly, you're doing great."
Gunshots grew closer, and Jason became more aware that they were only getting themselves deeper into the maze.
Suddenly men flew in front of them, guns aimed and ready. The trio stopped dead in their tracks.
Elizabeth's hand flew towards the gun.
"Don't move!" a man in black ordered. Liz threw her hand into the hair.
"Mr. Morgan I presume?" a man, Jason assumed was the leader of this pack of gun firing maniacs, stepped forward. He held a gun, but it wasn't aimed.
Jason didn't respond to the man.
"Has anyone told you that you have awful manners?"
He ignored Jason's silence, and moved onto Carly, "I expected more from you Mrs. Corinthos. Our Senor will not be pleased." His gaze lingered to Elizabeth, vile rose to her throat when he placed his hand on her chin, "Ah, Ms. Webber, such a pretty thing. It's lovely to see you again. You're last stay here was far too short."
Elizabeth felt the air rush out of her lungs. The same people who had kidnapped Carly had kidnapped her too. She had been so close to Carly, and hadn't even realized it thanks to the drugs they had given her. But why was it that it had been so easy for her to escape, but impossible for Carly?
It took every ounce of control on Jason's part not to personally break off every finger of that man when he grabbed Elizabeth's face. His skin burned with intensity.
"Don't touch her," his whisper was soft but filled with venom.
The man let go of Elizabeth, and turned towards Jason. A smug smile played on his lips, "May I remind you Mr. Morgan, I'm not the one surrounded by men who will shoot me dead on at a moments notice. Therefore, you will not be making any ord-" Before he could finish his threat, his throat begged for oxygen. Elizabeth had him by the throat and held Jason's gun to his temple,
"If any one of you even think about moving he's dead. Do I make myself clear?"
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Go Little Lizzy Webber! Hehe. Okay, so my spell check still isn't working, so forgive my typos.
Please, review. See what happened last time. Last chapter, I got the most reviews I think I've ever received over a chapter, and you got a new installment within days! Let's keep this cycle going, okay? (
PS: Does anyone know how to use italics, because I can't figure it out for the life of me on this site. I kind of need them, so if someone could clue me in that would be great!
A/N: If any of the spanish in this chapter is off, I'm sorry, Idon't have one drop of Spanish in me, and I took French in High School. (
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The halls were dark and narrow. Each step took them closer to danger. It dripped from the ceiling. A forgein rage swept through Jason as he realized that this was where Carly had been held for so long.
He looked beside him to find Elizabeth keeping up with him, pace for pace. She held his gun tighly between her tiny hands. Jason had decided it was smarter for her to have the firearm once they ran into danger. He could fight a man off with his hands, Elizabeth would not be so lucky.
Footsteps rounded the corner. They quickly headed behind a wall. Jason pressed Elizabeth right up next to him. She breathed him in. "Not now Lizzy," she thought to herself. Her breathing was erractic compared to his. He was calm and collected. Years of training had led him to this point. Elizabeth was sure this was not his first time hiding in dark corners, gun in hand, just waiting to eliminate whoever stood in his way. What was she thinking, of course he was calm, this was just another day in the office for Jason Morgan. The only difference was now his heart was involved.
Jason motioned for Elizabeth to follow him. She held the gun closer. It's cool metal no longer phased her. It's a wonder what a week or so in the jungle can do to a girl.
"?Ces el preso?"
Jason stopped moving. Voices.
"Sus vitals son regualr. Ella los gritos ha parado."
"Bueno. Usted puede ir. Je la lui porterai"
Jason waited until the men departed. Elizabeth looked up at him expectantly. He let out his breath, he had not realized he had been holding it, "They're taking Carly somewhere."
"Did he say where?"
He shook his head, "No, but he's our guy. He'll take us to her."
"What are we waiting for?"
Jason smiled for a brief moment. Despite their circumstances, Liz's eyes were on fire with adrenaline. There was no fear, no regrets. He kissed her cheek, and led the way.
The walked through what seemed like a maze of endless hallways. They stayed close enough to follow the man, but far enough away for him not realize his two new found shadows. He reached for a door handle. Jason reached out for the gun, which Elizabeth did not hesitate to hand over. He was behind the guard in a flash. The man was just a pile on the floor moments later.
"We have to hurry, more will be here any minute," Jason ordered. Elizabeth ran passed him, and pulled at the door. It was locked, of course.
She pressed herself against the door, "Carly! Are you in there? Can you hear me, it' Elizabeth!!!"
"Elizabeth? Is that you?" she heard faintly from the other side. Relief swepted though Carly's body. Someone had found her. Granted it was Muffin of all people. She would have been happy if it had been Brenda at this point.
Elizabeth looked down, there wasn't a key hole. She looked desperately back at Jason, who was searching the man violently, "Nothing." Liz looked back at the door, and came face to face with a code box.
"Listen to me Carly, we only have a few minutes. We're trying to get you out, do you know the code to the door?"
"No, please hurry"
"Jason and I are working on it. Just try and stay calm"
"Jason? He's with you?" Jason was here. He would save her. He always did. She knew he would.
"Yeah, I'm here Carly, just don't panic."
"Oh Jase, I knew you'd get me,"
"We'll talk later, Carly, now I need you to focus on getting out of here."
Jason knelt down beside Elizabeth, and punched in four random numbers. Suddenly the lights went down and an alarm screamed through the building.
Damn
"Guess that wasn't it," Elizabeth whispered.
"We've got to hurry, get up," Jason ordered. He knew they only had seconds left if they wanted to find Carly before anyone else did, "Stand behind me."
They could here Carly on the other side, "Jason, Elizabeth? What's going on!"
"Carly, get away from the door, I'm going to have to blow it open."
Elizabeth closed her eyes and bit her lower lip has she heard three very poignant shots echo through the building. Smoke filled the room, but the door had weakened. Jason kicked it open the rest of the way. There stood Carly before them. Her hair was longer, and her stomach was fully swollen. New lines had formed her face since Jason had last seen her.
She ran into Jason's arms, and sobbed. He held her up from falling, but pulled away. He could barely see her face due to the lack of lighting.
"We have to hurry Carly. Can you run at all?"
"I'm not sure Jase,"
"You there! Stop!" a man cried out from the end of the corridor. Three other men were close behind him. Gunshots rang through the building.
"Let's go," Elizabeth ordered, she grabbed one side of Carly, and Jason grabbed the other.
Elizabeth's small lungs burned, and begged for a release. She prayed Jason knew where he was going, but she also knew in her heart of hearts, Jason was just as lost as she was. It didn't help matters that the only thing they could see in the dark was red lights flashing in accompaniment with the sirens.
"This way!" Jason bellowed. Elizabeth felt him pull towards their left. She fell in step. Carly was heaving in pain. The physical exertion was taking its toll on her very pregnant form.
"C'mon Carly. If you can get through this, Michael will be waiting for you at home. Just think about Michael," Elizabeth encouraged. Her only response was a moan.
"Think about Sonny holding your new baby. The baby you two worked so hard for. Think about your baby," she continued. Something must have clicked, because she felt Carly speed up a bit. "That's it Carly, you're doing great."
Gunshots grew closer, and Jason became more aware that they were only getting themselves deeper into the maze.
Suddenly men flew in front of them, guns aimed and ready. The trio stopped dead in their tracks.
Elizabeth's hand flew towards the gun.
"Don't move!" a man in black ordered. Liz threw her hand into the hair.
"Mr. Morgan I presume?" a man, Jason assumed was the leader of this pack of gun firing maniacs, stepped forward. He held a gun, but it wasn't aimed.
Jason didn't respond to the man.
"Has anyone told you that you have awful manners?"
He ignored Jason's silence, and moved onto Carly, "I expected more from you Mrs. Corinthos. Our Senor will not be pleased." His gaze lingered to Elizabeth, vile rose to her throat when he placed his hand on her chin, "Ah, Ms. Webber, such a pretty thing. It's lovely to see you again. You're last stay here was far too short."
Elizabeth felt the air rush out of her lungs. The same people who had kidnapped Carly had kidnapped her too. She had been so close to Carly, and hadn't even realized it thanks to the drugs they had given her. But why was it that it had been so easy for her to escape, but impossible for Carly?
It took every ounce of control on Jason's part not to personally break off every finger of that man when he grabbed Elizabeth's face. His skin burned with intensity.
"Don't touch her," his whisper was soft but filled with venom.
The man let go of Elizabeth, and turned towards Jason. A smug smile played on his lips, "May I remind you Mr. Morgan, I'm not the one surrounded by men who will shoot me dead on at a moments notice. Therefore, you will not be making any ord-" Before he could finish his threat, his throat begged for oxygen. Elizabeth had him by the throat and held Jason's gun to his temple,
"If any one of you even think about moving he's dead. Do I make myself clear?"
***
Go Little Lizzy Webber! Hehe. Okay, so my spell check still isn't working, so forgive my typos.
Please, review. See what happened last time. Last chapter, I got the most reviews I think I've ever received over a chapter, and you got a new installment within days! Let's keep this cycle going, okay? (
PS: Does anyone know how to use italics, because I can't figure it out for the life of me on this site. I kind of need them, so if someone could clue me in that would be great!