Unthinkable Mistake?
Elizabeth's ear rested up against the hard wooden door of the penthouse, as she listened carefully to hear what was happening on the inside, Carly's breathing appeared to be the only sound she could hear, yet it did not stop her from trying to hear what was happening, from wondering if it really were Ric who had stolen her baby...if he was the one who tried to destroy her.
Just as Sonny raised his voice enough for Elizabeth to hear, the sound of her cell phone ringing startled her, as she quickly jumped back from the door, out of fear Sonny or Jason would hear the phone and come rushing out.
Rummaging around in her purse she finally managed to find the phone just in time to pull it from the purse and stop the ringing. Raising it to her ear she took a deep breath, praying it was Grams calling to say Cameron has been returned to her.
"Hello?" She asked into the phone. "Hello?" She repeated when no sound came. As she waited patiently for another thirty seconds she heard a noise, it was very soft at first, so soft she could barely make it out, but as she waited on the phone she heard as the noise grew louder and louder.
Elizabeth's hand flew up to her mouth as she covered it, tears rolling down her cheek, she felt as Carly came closer to her, looking at her yet not saying a word. Judging by the look on Elizabeth's face, Carly acted on instinct as she ran to the door to the penthouse, swinging it open with extreme force.
"Something happened." She insisted to a shocked Sonny and Jason.
The two mobsters exchanged glances, and then both narrowed their eyes at Ric as they quickly followed Carly out to the hall.
"Who are you??!" Elizabeth screamed into the phone. "Where is my son!!!?" She yelled at the top of her lungs.
Jason's hands clenched to fists at his side as he looked at Carly, who locked eyes with him. He knew she knew what he was thinking; Carly always knew what he was thinking. But as she looked at him, she shaked her head slightly as to warn him not to do it, not to take the phone from Elizabeth and threaten the kidnapper. He knew if he made one false move such as that...Cameron could be as good as dead. They could easily hang up and never call back again. But as he looked back to Elizabeth, who was near hysterical it took all he had not to grab the phone from her.
As the sound drowned out and the dial tone came back, Elizabeth lowered the phone and stared at it, shocked by the noise she had heard. As she hung up the phone she looked back up to the three people standing before her, yet she did not speak. Instead she looked back down at the phone still in her hand. Seconds later the comforting feel of a hand on her back brought her back to reality.
Raising her head she looked at the person who had tried to comfort her, she already knew who it was when she felt the familiar hand. Looking up at Jason she tried to speak, tried to get the words out of her mouth...yet when she opened her mouth all that escaped was a sob.
Instead of asking her what was wrong, instead of asking her what had happened, what she heard...With his free hand Jason pulled Elizabeth into his chest, wrapping both his arms around her as she did the same to him. The feel of her arms around his waist, and her head lowered in his chest, he felt as his shirt grew wet and sticky with her tears. The hallway was full of nothing but the soft sound of Elizabeth's heartbreaking sobs, as Sonny, Jason and Carly stood in the hallway, allowing for the young girl to cry her heart out, all the while wondering what she had heard. Yet neither of them had the courage to ask the unthinkable question.
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Nearly two hours had passed, as Jason lay on the couch in his penthouse, Elizabeth's head rested on his chest as she lay beside him. It took almost forty-five minutes for the crying girl to stop, and while she continued to try and force the words out...she could say nothing. Jason wished he could find out what she hard heard on the other end of that line, and while he wanted to ask her he was afraid of what her response could be.
Finally, Elizabeth lifted her head from Jason's chest, as she looked into those warm blue eyes of his. Knowing that if she would just tell him what she heard, Jason would find a way to get her son back. "He was crying." She whispered softly, tears glistering in her eyes again. "Jason...that's all I heard. He was crying. No one...No one spoke. No one asked for anything no one...no one did anything. All I heard was his crying." She said, again more sobs escaped her lips as she buried her head in his chest yet again.
Jason felt his heart catch in his throat as she finally told him about the phone call. Elizabeth lifted her head again, as she finally managed to pull herself from his chest and give him room to move. Jason swung his legs over the side of the couch and moved to a sitting position, looking at Elizabeth. Neither one of them said a word as they both knew what he had to do. Jason leaned over and gently kissed Elizabeth on the forehead.
"We're going to get him back." He whispered to her softly.
Elizabeth gave him a pained, thankful nod as she watched him stand up and walk out the door.
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Swinging open the door to Sonny's penthouse, Jason walked over to the desk where Sonny had placed the gun on top of hours earlier. Grabbing it from the desk he makes sure it is loaded before looking down at the bound and gagged Ric, who was asleep at this time. Jason raised the gun and whacked Ric across the face with the hard steel.
Ric's eyes flew open at the sudden pain as it began to shoot through his body. Screaming, yet his screams were muffled due to the towel shoved and wrapped around his mouth. The white towel filled with blood as Jason walked over to him, reaching behind him as he pulled it from his mouth.
"Who did you pay, Ric?" Jason demanded as he looked at him.
"I-I didn't do it." Ric stuttered.
Jason had heard enough as raised his fist and punched Ric hard in the jaw, this time he punched him so hard he knocked the chair down and Ric fell to the ground with a loud thud. Walking over to him Jason grabbed him by the shirt and lifted him and the chair off the ground, slamming it down so hard the wooden chair shattered and Ric collapsed into a pile of flesh beside the sharp pieces of wood.
Putting the gun in his pocket Jason kneeled down before Ric as he grabbed one of the sharp pieces of wood, grabbing a hold of the collar of Ric's shirt he leaned over the madman and raised the sharp wooden piece above his head. Leaning in so close that Ric's face was now soaked with Jason's spit and sweat. He slowly lowered the sharp piece of wood as he placed it directly under Ric's chin.
"Tell me or I'll slit your throat." Jason threatened him.
Elizabeth's ear rested up against the hard wooden door of the penthouse, as she listened carefully to hear what was happening on the inside, Carly's breathing appeared to be the only sound she could hear, yet it did not stop her from trying to hear what was happening, from wondering if it really were Ric who had stolen her baby...if he was the one who tried to destroy her.
Just as Sonny raised his voice enough for Elizabeth to hear, the sound of her cell phone ringing startled her, as she quickly jumped back from the door, out of fear Sonny or Jason would hear the phone and come rushing out.
Rummaging around in her purse she finally managed to find the phone just in time to pull it from the purse and stop the ringing. Raising it to her ear she took a deep breath, praying it was Grams calling to say Cameron has been returned to her.
"Hello?" She asked into the phone. "Hello?" She repeated when no sound came. As she waited patiently for another thirty seconds she heard a noise, it was very soft at first, so soft she could barely make it out, but as she waited on the phone she heard as the noise grew louder and louder.
Elizabeth's hand flew up to her mouth as she covered it, tears rolling down her cheek, she felt as Carly came closer to her, looking at her yet not saying a word. Judging by the look on Elizabeth's face, Carly acted on instinct as she ran to the door to the penthouse, swinging it open with extreme force.
"Something happened." She insisted to a shocked Sonny and Jason.
The two mobsters exchanged glances, and then both narrowed their eyes at Ric as they quickly followed Carly out to the hall.
"Who are you??!" Elizabeth screamed into the phone. "Where is my son!!!?" She yelled at the top of her lungs.
Jason's hands clenched to fists at his side as he looked at Carly, who locked eyes with him. He knew she knew what he was thinking; Carly always knew what he was thinking. But as she looked at him, she shaked her head slightly as to warn him not to do it, not to take the phone from Elizabeth and threaten the kidnapper. He knew if he made one false move such as that...Cameron could be as good as dead. They could easily hang up and never call back again. But as he looked back to Elizabeth, who was near hysterical it took all he had not to grab the phone from her.
As the sound drowned out and the dial tone came back, Elizabeth lowered the phone and stared at it, shocked by the noise she had heard. As she hung up the phone she looked back up to the three people standing before her, yet she did not speak. Instead she looked back down at the phone still in her hand. Seconds later the comforting feel of a hand on her back brought her back to reality.
Raising her head she looked at the person who had tried to comfort her, she already knew who it was when she felt the familiar hand. Looking up at Jason she tried to speak, tried to get the words out of her mouth...yet when she opened her mouth all that escaped was a sob.
Instead of asking her what was wrong, instead of asking her what had happened, what she heard...With his free hand Jason pulled Elizabeth into his chest, wrapping both his arms around her as she did the same to him. The feel of her arms around his waist, and her head lowered in his chest, he felt as his shirt grew wet and sticky with her tears. The hallway was full of nothing but the soft sound of Elizabeth's heartbreaking sobs, as Sonny, Jason and Carly stood in the hallway, allowing for the young girl to cry her heart out, all the while wondering what she had heard. Yet neither of them had the courage to ask the unthinkable question.
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Nearly two hours had passed, as Jason lay on the couch in his penthouse, Elizabeth's head rested on his chest as she lay beside him. It took almost forty-five minutes for the crying girl to stop, and while she continued to try and force the words out...she could say nothing. Jason wished he could find out what she hard heard on the other end of that line, and while he wanted to ask her he was afraid of what her response could be.
Finally, Elizabeth lifted her head from Jason's chest, as she looked into those warm blue eyes of his. Knowing that if she would just tell him what she heard, Jason would find a way to get her son back. "He was crying." She whispered softly, tears glistering in her eyes again. "Jason...that's all I heard. He was crying. No one...No one spoke. No one asked for anything no one...no one did anything. All I heard was his crying." She said, again more sobs escaped her lips as she buried her head in his chest yet again.
Jason felt his heart catch in his throat as she finally told him about the phone call. Elizabeth lifted her head again, as she finally managed to pull herself from his chest and give him room to move. Jason swung his legs over the side of the couch and moved to a sitting position, looking at Elizabeth. Neither one of them said a word as they both knew what he had to do. Jason leaned over and gently kissed Elizabeth on the forehead.
"We're going to get him back." He whispered to her softly.
Elizabeth gave him a pained, thankful nod as she watched him stand up and walk out the door.
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Swinging open the door to Sonny's penthouse, Jason walked over to the desk where Sonny had placed the gun on top of hours earlier. Grabbing it from the desk he makes sure it is loaded before looking down at the bound and gagged Ric, who was asleep at this time. Jason raised the gun and whacked Ric across the face with the hard steel.
Ric's eyes flew open at the sudden pain as it began to shoot through his body. Screaming, yet his screams were muffled due to the towel shoved and wrapped around his mouth. The white towel filled with blood as Jason walked over to him, reaching behind him as he pulled it from his mouth.
"Who did you pay, Ric?" Jason demanded as he looked at him.
"I-I didn't do it." Ric stuttered.
Jason had heard enough as raised his fist and punched Ric hard in the jaw, this time he punched him so hard he knocked the chair down and Ric fell to the ground with a loud thud. Walking over to him Jason grabbed him by the shirt and lifted him and the chair off the ground, slamming it down so hard the wooden chair shattered and Ric collapsed into a pile of flesh beside the sharp pieces of wood.
Putting the gun in his pocket Jason kneeled down before Ric as he grabbed one of the sharp pieces of wood, grabbing a hold of the collar of Ric's shirt he leaned over the madman and raised the sharp wooden piece above his head. Leaning in so close that Ric's face was now soaked with Jason's spit and sweat. He slowly lowered the sharp piece of wood as he placed it directly under Ric's chin.
"Tell me or I'll slit your throat." Jason threatened him.