Jason looked at his ex-wife, surprised at how unconcerned he was about her. It wasn't that he didn't care, it was just that it was muted, as if the feeling were worn out from so much use. I t seemed like all he ever did was run after her, pacify her, fix things for her, and he was at the end of that rope. He hoped that if he said nothing, Courtney would take the hint and just leave, but he didn't count on Elizabeth's good nature.

"Listen, Courtney, this is not what it sounds like-" But she was interrupted.

"Well, it sounds as if you were using your injury to weasel your way in to my husbands life." Courtney's voice had a shrill edge. "I always knew you wanted him, I knew it when you used Emily's ill-" This time Jason interrupted her, not wanting Elizabeth to be blindsided by the news that Emily had almost died, and all the consequences.

"That is enough Courtney. I think you should go.

"Fine. Excuse me for caring." She sniffed, her eyes welling up, before she swung around and flung herself out of the room. Jason sighed. Had she always been that melo-dramatic? He turned back to Elizabeth, who was caught hanging off the side of the bed watching Courtney's retreat. She flushed when she realized she had been caught.

"Sorry, it's really none of my business.

"No, I'm sorry. She had no right to speak to you that way. She's been under a lot of stress andÉ" he trailed of, wondering why he was making excuses for his soon to be ex-wife, whose behavior was becoming more and more of a mystery to him. Liz looked at him, and then smiled.

"How about we avoid the whole subject entirely?" Jason nodded.

"Excellent idea. So, when do you want to move in?"

Elizabeth considered the question, musing aloud. "Well, I guess as soon as Tony says I can leave. I don't know what I'll do for clothes though. Apparently I live with Ric, and I don't want to go there and risk seeing him, and I'm going to need all kinds of baby thingsÉ" The enormity of the tasks facing her hit, and Jase could see she was about to panic again.

"Look, I'm sure Em can pick up some stuff for you, and I know Sonny and Carly have some extra baby things. But I am sure you'll have gotten your memory back before you need any of it. Before you know it you'll have moved back home and-

"What are you saying Jason? That I'll forgive Ric? I'll just move back in with him again? It wont ever happen. I'll never forgive him!"

The words slipped out before he could stop them, bitterness tingeing his tone, "You did before.

Liz flinched. "I guess I did." She whispered softly. Jason gave himself a mental punch and sat on the edge of her bed, holding he hand.

"That was unfair. I apologize. I want you to know that I'm not judging you for it."

"I know. You've never judged me." But even as she said the words, she wondered if he could help it. She judged herself. She wondered what else about the past year she didn't remember and desperately hoped that she hadn't forgotten anything she wouldn't want to remember.

Jason was similarly beset with doubt. He knew it wasn't his place, but what if he hadn't forgiven Liz for choosing to forgive Ric. He knew he had never understood it. When she had gone blind, there had been that one night at the studio, when he thought that they might get it all back. If onlyÉ But the next morning she had turned him away again, claiming it had been a mistake. It seemed so unfair. One night together, when he had finally gotten to touch her like he meant it. He was haunted by it, by her rejection in the morning, and he couldn't even ask her why, because he was the only person in the world who remembered.