Hey everybody! Miss me? Yeah, my life has been really busy lately, so
updating was not an option. Sorry about that, it also didn't help that I
didn't get as been reviews as had on my previous chapters. But it's all
good I'm here now, and let's see what my muse has in store for me today.
A few things before you start...
For those of you who informed me that this has happened before, I assume you're referring to the shooting? Just hang in there, no one said I was even close to the ending of this story, and no one said he was shot by your average bullet. ;)
Sorry if this disappoints people, but just because they got Carly out of there doesn't mean the story is over. I've still got a few twists and turns up my sleeve.
So please, review! It helps me out. I want to know if things are starting to drag or get repetitive. Don't be rude, but let me know if what I'm writing is good or not. :)
***
The gun shots were growing closer, and Carly's pace was not improving. Elizabeth's lungs felt as if they would explode. The physical exhaustion mixed with the smoke of gun powder was beginning to be more than she could bear.
Jason's gaze pushed her forward. The sooner she got Carly to safety the sooner she could go back for Jason.
"You were never second best in my heart," was all that Elizabeth could hear. She had to get him out of there. There was no way she'd let him slip through her fingers again.
Elizabeth pulled Carly around another corner. She paused for a moment for them to catch their breath. From the look in her companion's eyes, Elizabeth could tell that Carly was barely holding it together.
She looked at their surroundings. Everything looked the same in the dark, and time was running out.
"Elizabeth," Carly choked out, "maybe you should go on without me. Go back, get Jason and then get him out of here."
If it hadn't been for the immense amount of anger that rose inside of her with every word that Carly spoke, Elizabeth would have laughed, "Don't start with me. I just left the man of my dreams to get shot at, possibly killed for you. I've been stranded out in a jungle searching for you. I could be home right now with Jason in arms if it hadn't been for rescuing you. So forgive me, but there is no chance in hell I'm leaving you after everything I've sacrificed to get you home. Got it?"
Carly cracked a smile, "Thanks"
Liz sighed, "We're not out of this yet. It's not like I can even find a way out."
"Liz..."
She looked at Carly with alarm, "What, what is it Carly, are you alright?"
"There's a window!"
Renewed hope shot through Elizabeth, "We might actually get out of here alive."
***
He looked down at his motionless features. He had dreamed of the day when he could look down at Jason Morgan and see him helpless. To see him beg for his life. To know that his life was now held in his hands. No longer were Sonny Corinthos or Jason Morgan calling the shots. They were playing his game now.
"Senor, the drugs in the bullet that pierced him will be wearing off in a matter of hours."
A sickening smile traced his traced his face, "Gracias, alert me as soon as Mr. Morgan awakens. I hope not to stall on our fun."
The revenge that awaited him would be so sweet.
*** Not my best, and very short, I know, but I'm having writer's block. I know where I'm headed, it's just transitioning it there is proving to be a problem.
Please review...it will brighten my day!!!
A few things before you start...
For those of you who informed me that this has happened before, I assume you're referring to the shooting? Just hang in there, no one said I was even close to the ending of this story, and no one said he was shot by your average bullet. ;)
Sorry if this disappoints people, but just because they got Carly out of there doesn't mean the story is over. I've still got a few twists and turns up my sleeve.
So please, review! It helps me out. I want to know if things are starting to drag or get repetitive. Don't be rude, but let me know if what I'm writing is good or not. :)
***
The gun shots were growing closer, and Carly's pace was not improving. Elizabeth's lungs felt as if they would explode. The physical exhaustion mixed with the smoke of gun powder was beginning to be more than she could bear.
Jason's gaze pushed her forward. The sooner she got Carly to safety the sooner she could go back for Jason.
"You were never second best in my heart," was all that Elizabeth could hear. She had to get him out of there. There was no way she'd let him slip through her fingers again.
Elizabeth pulled Carly around another corner. She paused for a moment for them to catch their breath. From the look in her companion's eyes, Elizabeth could tell that Carly was barely holding it together.
She looked at their surroundings. Everything looked the same in the dark, and time was running out.
"Elizabeth," Carly choked out, "maybe you should go on without me. Go back, get Jason and then get him out of here."
If it hadn't been for the immense amount of anger that rose inside of her with every word that Carly spoke, Elizabeth would have laughed, "Don't start with me. I just left the man of my dreams to get shot at, possibly killed for you. I've been stranded out in a jungle searching for you. I could be home right now with Jason in arms if it hadn't been for rescuing you. So forgive me, but there is no chance in hell I'm leaving you after everything I've sacrificed to get you home. Got it?"
Carly cracked a smile, "Thanks"
Liz sighed, "We're not out of this yet. It's not like I can even find a way out."
"Liz..."
She looked at Carly with alarm, "What, what is it Carly, are you alright?"
"There's a window!"
Renewed hope shot through Elizabeth, "We might actually get out of here alive."
***
He looked down at his motionless features. He had dreamed of the day when he could look down at Jason Morgan and see him helpless. To see him beg for his life. To know that his life was now held in his hands. No longer were Sonny Corinthos or Jason Morgan calling the shots. They were playing his game now.
"Senor, the drugs in the bullet that pierced him will be wearing off in a matter of hours."
A sickening smile traced his traced his face, "Gracias, alert me as soon as Mr. Morgan awakens. I hope not to stall on our fun."
The revenge that awaited him would be so sweet.
*** Not my best, and very short, I know, but I'm having writer's block. I know where I'm headed, it's just transitioning it there is proving to be a problem.
Please review...it will brighten my day!!!