He almost didn't see the car, buried in the snowdrift the way it was. He almost didn't stop, but some niggling sense bothered him, and he found himself pulling over and walking to the driver's side window.
"Elizabeth!" He wrenched open the door. "Elizabeth, are you alright?" He squatted next to the car and reached in, checking for injuries.
"Jason? Jason, my baby- what if I hurt it? God- I've done everything wrong!" As she rambled incoherently, Jason undid her seatbelt and gently maneuvered her legs out the door.
"Elizabeth…Don't worry, I'll take care of you, just hang on." With that he picked her up into his arms and carried her to his car. She continued to talk, mumbling on, but he took little notice, until she grabbed his jacket as he was buckling her in.
"I did it Jason. It was me." He looked into her eyes.
"What did you do, Elizabeth?" She stared back at him.
"Zander- I killed Zander." She trailed off, "I have to confess- I can't let Nikolas suffer any longer. I have to-" Her eyes rolled back and she relaxed suddenly against the seat.
"Elizabeth! Damn it!" Jason cursed and quickly ran to let himself into the car. As he strapped himself in and broke all the speed limits driving to GH, he found himself praying that she would be alright.
***
"Alan! You have to tell me how she is!" For the first time Jason found himself wishing that he had a better relationship with his sort-of father.
"I'm sorry Jason, but I can only give out that information to members of Elizabeth's family, and you are not it."
"Alan-"
"Alan!" Ric burst out of the elevator. "Where's Elizabeth? Is she okay? Where is she?" Ric looked about as bad as Jason had ever seen, not that he cared. Alan took Ric aside and did his best to calm him down.
"Your wife is still unconscious. She and the baby seem fine, but she has suffered a concussion, and we wont know the extent of the damage until she wakes up." Ric paled.
"But she will wake up? Right?" Alan nodded.
"There is no reason to think she wont. Why don't you follow me, I'll take you to her room." They walked off, and Jason, unnoticed, shadowed them down the corridor. When he ascertained which room was hers, he left. He wanted to stay and make sure she was okay. But to his eternal confusion, she had chosen to forgive Ric. She had married him again. So while Jason tried always to respect her choices, he be damned if he watched that slime ball hold her hand.
***
As she rose up out of the dark, Liz became aware of the intense pain that was shooting through her head. She gingerly cracked open an eye, trying to figure out where she was while letting in as little light as possible. She quickly opened both eyes as she realized there was a dark haired man asleep with his head on her bed, grasping her fingers in his hand. The far more alarming sight of her belly, stretched round under the blanket, quickly distracted her.
Ric was jerked out of sleep as by the sound of his wife's piercing scream.