Second Changes: She's Gone
Thank you to all those who have read this story and sent their reviews. I've send it before and I will say it again.reviews and feedback are the life's blood of a writer (at least this writer). I want to stress again that I'm a new GH watcher and didn't get to see Liason in their budding relationship so I hope I do them justice.
Thanks again for reading. Lisa
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Jason and Elizabeth sat in a comfortable silence in the confines of the hospital chapel. Suddenly it felt right their being together. Neither knew if was just because of the grave situation of Emily's condition or if it was more and neither wanted to question it at the moment. There was already far too much to deal with without adding anymore confusion to the mix.
Ric watched from his perch outside the chapel and fumed as his wife laid her head gently against Jason's shoulder and in turn he caressed her hair with his hand. Ric clenched his jaw and swallowed his anger as he tried to keep his reactions in check. Just before he could storm in and demand to know what was going on the over head intercom sounded with a code blue message. It was for Emily's room. Ric slid out of sight as both Jason and Elizabeth rushed from the chapel and headed toward ICU.
Elizabeth and Jason rounded the corner and saw nurses and doctors streaming into Emily's room. They both stopped cold when they noticed that Alan was cradling a sobbing Monica in his arms and Zander standing with his hands pressed against the glass window as though he was trying to still touch the love of his life. A cold shiver ran down Elizabeth's spine and the hairs on the back of Jason's neck stood on end. Were they too late, they both thought silently?
"Monica?" Jason was the first to speak. He didn't need to say anything more. Everyone understood his silent question. None of the three could meet his steely gaze and that was all Jason needed to know.
Elizabeth's eyes darted between those standing outside grieving and Emily's room. She felt her breathing quicken to the point that she was about to hyperventilate. It couldn't be true. Emily couldn't be gone. Her friend had been so full of life. There was no challenge that Emily Quartermaine wouldn't accept, no impossible task she wouldn't undertake. In the back of her mind, Elizabeth truly believed that her friend would find a way to beat this, beat the cancer. In the end it wasn't even the cancer that had stolen her from them it was a complication of it. Elizabeth felt as though the world around her was about to swallow her whole. She could hear her heart beating in her ears and the sounds around her were merely a garbled mess that she couldn't decipher. She reached for the wall to steady herself and just as she did Jason took her in his arms. He had been watching her reaction the whole time. It helped him to focus on her rather than his own feelings that he didn't know how to deal with.
Ric again watched as another man, one of his sworn enemies, took care of his wife. Something that he had wanted to do for himself. He knew how much Emily and her friendship meant to Elizabeth and could only imagine what hell she had to be going through. His heart ripped into a thousand pieces as he looked on as Elizabeth cried into Jason's shoulder. He couldn't let this happen. He couldn't let Jason Morgan steal his wife. Without thinking he stepped out of the shadows and made his way to where they were.
Immediately Jason was defensive. "Get out!" He said his voice was steely cold.
"Elizabeth, sweetie, why don't you let me take you home?" Ric said completely ignoring Jason's order. He almost sounded as though the things that had transpired in the last several months hadn't happened at all and that Elizabeth and he were still a happily married couple.
Jason put himself between Elizabeth and Ric. Protecting people had been his job for so long now the action was a natural reflex, yet somehow this had a different feeling for him. "She's not going anywhere with you." The memory of the panic room that Ric had held Carly in for months popped into Jason's mind. The idea that he was going to steal Carly and Sonny's child and claim it as his own had rage seething inside of him.
"I think that's for Elizabeth to decide," Ric said arrogant as ever.
Before he stopped to think, Jason had Ric by the throat with his back pressed hard against the plaster wall. He enjoyed watching him struggle beneath his grasp.
"Stop it!" Elizabeth grabbed Jason's free arm and pulled him toward her. "Jason, stop it!" By now Jason's actions had the full attention of Alan, Monica and Zander. "Ric, just please go. There's no place for you here." Elizabeth turned her back on him and led Jason into Emily's room which was finally no longer filled with nurses and doctors.
Ric stood alone in the corridor. Alan, Monica and Zander had gone their separate ways in attempt to deal with the loss of Emily, while Ric was dealing with a loss of his own. While he couldn't believe it Elizabeth's cold eyes told him that he was as dead to her as Emily was. He let himself take one last glance at his wife and Jason as they talked quietly alongside Emily's bed. "This isn't over, Morgan."
Thank you to all those who have read this story and sent their reviews. I've send it before and I will say it again.reviews and feedback are the life's blood of a writer (at least this writer). I want to stress again that I'm a new GH watcher and didn't get to see Liason in their budding relationship so I hope I do them justice.
Thanks again for reading. Lisa
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Jason and Elizabeth sat in a comfortable silence in the confines of the hospital chapel. Suddenly it felt right their being together. Neither knew if was just because of the grave situation of Emily's condition or if it was more and neither wanted to question it at the moment. There was already far too much to deal with without adding anymore confusion to the mix.
Ric watched from his perch outside the chapel and fumed as his wife laid her head gently against Jason's shoulder and in turn he caressed her hair with his hand. Ric clenched his jaw and swallowed his anger as he tried to keep his reactions in check. Just before he could storm in and demand to know what was going on the over head intercom sounded with a code blue message. It was for Emily's room. Ric slid out of sight as both Jason and Elizabeth rushed from the chapel and headed toward ICU.
Elizabeth and Jason rounded the corner and saw nurses and doctors streaming into Emily's room. They both stopped cold when they noticed that Alan was cradling a sobbing Monica in his arms and Zander standing with his hands pressed against the glass window as though he was trying to still touch the love of his life. A cold shiver ran down Elizabeth's spine and the hairs on the back of Jason's neck stood on end. Were they too late, they both thought silently?
"Monica?" Jason was the first to speak. He didn't need to say anything more. Everyone understood his silent question. None of the three could meet his steely gaze and that was all Jason needed to know.
Elizabeth's eyes darted between those standing outside grieving and Emily's room. She felt her breathing quicken to the point that she was about to hyperventilate. It couldn't be true. Emily couldn't be gone. Her friend had been so full of life. There was no challenge that Emily Quartermaine wouldn't accept, no impossible task she wouldn't undertake. In the back of her mind, Elizabeth truly believed that her friend would find a way to beat this, beat the cancer. In the end it wasn't even the cancer that had stolen her from them it was a complication of it. Elizabeth felt as though the world around her was about to swallow her whole. She could hear her heart beating in her ears and the sounds around her were merely a garbled mess that she couldn't decipher. She reached for the wall to steady herself and just as she did Jason took her in his arms. He had been watching her reaction the whole time. It helped him to focus on her rather than his own feelings that he didn't know how to deal with.
Ric again watched as another man, one of his sworn enemies, took care of his wife. Something that he had wanted to do for himself. He knew how much Emily and her friendship meant to Elizabeth and could only imagine what hell she had to be going through. His heart ripped into a thousand pieces as he looked on as Elizabeth cried into Jason's shoulder. He couldn't let this happen. He couldn't let Jason Morgan steal his wife. Without thinking he stepped out of the shadows and made his way to where they were.
Immediately Jason was defensive. "Get out!" He said his voice was steely cold.
"Elizabeth, sweetie, why don't you let me take you home?" Ric said completely ignoring Jason's order. He almost sounded as though the things that had transpired in the last several months hadn't happened at all and that Elizabeth and he were still a happily married couple.
Jason put himself between Elizabeth and Ric. Protecting people had been his job for so long now the action was a natural reflex, yet somehow this had a different feeling for him. "She's not going anywhere with you." The memory of the panic room that Ric had held Carly in for months popped into Jason's mind. The idea that he was going to steal Carly and Sonny's child and claim it as his own had rage seething inside of him.
"I think that's for Elizabeth to decide," Ric said arrogant as ever.
Before he stopped to think, Jason had Ric by the throat with his back pressed hard against the plaster wall. He enjoyed watching him struggle beneath his grasp.
"Stop it!" Elizabeth grabbed Jason's free arm and pulled him toward her. "Jason, stop it!" By now Jason's actions had the full attention of Alan, Monica and Zander. "Ric, just please go. There's no place for you here." Elizabeth turned her back on him and led Jason into Emily's room which was finally no longer filled with nurses and doctors.
Ric stood alone in the corridor. Alan, Monica and Zander had gone their separate ways in attempt to deal with the loss of Emily, while Ric was dealing with a loss of his own. While he couldn't believe it Elizabeth's cold eyes told him that he was as dead to her as Emily was. He let himself take one last glance at his wife and Jason as they talked quietly alongside Emily's bed. "This isn't over, Morgan."