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Courtney's ears were ringing. She knew someone was talking to her, she could hear faint muddled words, as if from far away but she couldn't make out what they were. Slowly everything seemed to merge together, the sofa seemed to melt into the ground and it seemed that the center table was moving, the room started to spin slowly. She squeezed her eyes shut, and grabbed her head, she kept trying to breathe but the air just wouldn't come in, her breathing deepened and quickened. The voices got louder, what was he saying? It couldn't be true! He couldn't possibly be saying this to her...it simply couldn't be true, he would never lie to her...he wouldn't EVER...Oh my god...

"Oh my god...Oh my god..." she whispered continuously to herself, as she stumbled forward and grabbed a hold of the couch for balance. She felt his hand reach out to steady her, the feel of his palm against her skin was like a hot iron, and she yanked her arm away forcefully and shoved him away from her angrily. She stood to face him full on, anger seething through her as tears clouded her eyes and spilled uncontrollably down her cheeks.

"Don't touch me! DON'T YOU EVER TOUCH ME AGAIN!" She screamed loudly

"Courtney please...let me explain. I did it for Michael and Ccarly, and the family, i didnt mean to hurt anyone, but it was what i had to do, and i cant be sorry..." Jason began as he proceeded towards her again

Was he trying to justify it? Was he really standing in front of her trying to justify the months of lying, while her heart broke into a million pieces? Her mind was reeling, and as if she was being controlled by some outside entity, she pulled her arm back and hit him across the face.

The impact of her punch sent him stumbling backwards, he touched his nose to his hand, and looked at his blood-stained fingers, and shook his head ever so slightly, like always did when he was disappointed at her.

"Was this some kind of payback Jason??" She demanded angrily as she brushed her tears away. "Was this because of the thing with Lorenzo?? Is this about Jax?? Is this about the miscarriage? You didn't have to do this to me! You didn't have to lie to me about the one thing I wanted most in the world! You could have just taken your gun out and shot me! That would have hurt less Jason...and for what? For...Sam??" She said the word Sam as if it were a dirty repugnant word.

"Did you really want a baby that badly? That you would gladly take on the girlfriend and child of your "boss", and lie to my face..."

"I could have had a baby!" He screamed, his eyes reddening with anger "I could be a father right now, we could be parents, we would be a family Courtney, if you hadn't..." his voice trialed off slowly, as he realized what he had been about to say, looking at the shock on her face he knew she realized it too. But he couldn't take it back, he didn't know if he wanted to take it back. He'd tried not to think about it that way, because he knew she had suffered through it and for it, but every time he would see a child, see Morgan, he would remember, and he thought, If only she had listened to him. He had tried to hide those feelings somewhere deep inside of him, so she would never know, so she wouldn't have to deal with the guilt and hurt more than she already had, but he had gotten so angry it just came out, now it was out there. Maybe it was for the best.

Courtney felt her heart sink to her feet and shatter to a million pieces. She knew it was her fault, she blamed herself everyday, but she had hoped he didn't blame her. She tried to get him to yell at her when she had first told him about the miscarriage, but he wouldn't, he said he didn't...and eventually she had allowed herself to believe it...but she was wrong. She shouldn't have gone...she knew it...she shouldn't have gone...she killed her own baby...

"That's not fair! I shouldn't have gone...I know...I didn't mean to...I loved her...I loved her..." she said in a low monotone voice, as if to no one in particular. A torrent of tears began again, as she put her hands to her mouth to stifle her sobs. He moved towards her, and put his hand on her arm, she looked up at him as if seeing him for the first time.

"Get out Jason...now" she whispered softly

He shook his head, and walked past her, out the door. Courtney felt like she couldn't breathe, she picked up a vase and slammed it angrily against the wall, as she sank to her floor her body wracking with each sob.

Jasper Jacks cupped his hand around the flickering flame on solitary candle on the table, causing it to die out. He looked at his watch, Courtney had told him to go ahead and shed be back to join him after she had dealt with Carly, that was four hours ago, it was midnight, and she most likely wasn't coming anymore. He feigned nonchalance, and quickly began to put everything away, no promises right? That was what he and Courtney had agreed on, then why did he feel so....hollow? He paused for a second, and took in the romantic dinner for two he had set for himself and Courtney that night. He had done everything himself, even the cooking. He got a chef friend of his in Philadelphia, to teach him, over the phone none the less, how to prepare the perfect Philly Cheese Steak, just the way she liked it. He had called the maid in, on her day off, at 9pm just to make sure the table was set perfectly. He didn't need this! She was just another girl right?? Once this stupid bet was over, he'd be done with her. If she wanted to be with Jason that was her loss...Jason....a scalding fury surged through him and with one hand he swept everything of the table.

A timid knock on his door brought him back to his sensibilities.

He preceded to the door, swinging it open to reveal a crying, soaking wet, Courtney.

"I killed my baby." She whispered hauntingly to him. There stood staring at each other for a few seconds, his heart breaking into a million pieces for her, and his mind cursing Jason for whatever he might have said to hurt her. As if at the same time, they started towards each other, and he gathered her into his arms like a little girl, lifting her off the ground, she rested her head in the crook of his neck and clung on to him tightly, and he carried her inside.