A/N: 4:40 am and still going strong!
Ch. 9 Not a Dream
Faith was in total disbelief. She knew she had to get out of there before they found out the truth. As soon as they did she knew that she was as good as dead. She took the prescription for her pain medication and hobbled away as fast as she could to her car. Desperate to leave before the truth came out.
It wasn't a dream. She was really standing there, about ten feet away from them. Jason snapped into focus and took a chance. Taking the few remain steps in between them and reaching out to her. He felt her cheek and knew she was real.
He swept her up in his arms and squeezed her as tight as he could. He held her like he was never going to let her go again. Which he didn't plan on. He never wanted her out of his sight. Or out of his arms. However, he did let go for one reason. He loosened his grip and kissed her. She answered it and they found themselves in a passionated lock that melted everything away. Once they finally pulled apart, he simply stared at her in amazement and stroked her cheek.
"I love you so much." he whispered to her.
"I love you, too." Courtney reached up and layed her hand on his cheek.
He gently pulled it away when he realized that it was felt damp and cold. He stared down at it in shock, with his breath in his throat. It was covered completely with blood.
"Courtney?" he whispered, so worried for her. She looked him in the eyes and smiled.
"I love you." They were the last words she spoke before collapsing unconcious into his arms. He caught hold of her and gently layed her down on the ground as Sonny and Carly came running up from behind him.
Carly looked at his face and noticed the blood on his cheek then she let out a gasp. "Jason look." her voice overflowing with fear. He looked to where she was pointing, and saw what she was. His shirt was covered with a large, crimson stain. He began to panic, and he found where it had come from.
There was a pool of blood coming from a wound on her stomach. It was all over both of her hands. Jason remembered that the whole time he had seen her walking her hands were on her stomach up until they hugged.
'She must have been applying as much pressure as she could.' Now he was hating himself for making her walk all the way to him, that couldn't have helped at all.
"WE NEED SOME HELP OVER HERE!" Sonny shouted, his voice breaking. He nervously ran his hands through his hair and then grabbed hold of his wife as the EMT's came over to see what was up.
One of them had brought a stretcher with him. The taller one carefully lifted her limp form up off the ground and placed her on it. Jason grabbed hold of her hand, making sure that they understood that he was coming with them.
Sonny saw Jason climb into the ambulance and quickly called Max to bring the car around.
'Why the hell is all of this happening? This is way too much than anyone should go through in a single night. or ever for that matter.' Sonny was scared like crazy and he knew that Carly and Jason were too. He knew that the night was going to become even longer.
Ch. 9 Not a Dream
Faith was in total disbelief. She knew she had to get out of there before they found out the truth. As soon as they did she knew that she was as good as dead. She took the prescription for her pain medication and hobbled away as fast as she could to her car. Desperate to leave before the truth came out.
It wasn't a dream. She was really standing there, about ten feet away from them. Jason snapped into focus and took a chance. Taking the few remain steps in between them and reaching out to her. He felt her cheek and knew she was real.
He swept her up in his arms and squeezed her as tight as he could. He held her like he was never going to let her go again. Which he didn't plan on. He never wanted her out of his sight. Or out of his arms. However, he did let go for one reason. He loosened his grip and kissed her. She answered it and they found themselves in a passionated lock that melted everything away. Once they finally pulled apart, he simply stared at her in amazement and stroked her cheek.
"I love you so much." he whispered to her.
"I love you, too." Courtney reached up and layed her hand on his cheek.
He gently pulled it away when he realized that it was felt damp and cold. He stared down at it in shock, with his breath in his throat. It was covered completely with blood.
"Courtney?" he whispered, so worried for her. She looked him in the eyes and smiled.
"I love you." They were the last words she spoke before collapsing unconcious into his arms. He caught hold of her and gently layed her down on the ground as Sonny and Carly came running up from behind him.
Carly looked at his face and noticed the blood on his cheek then she let out a gasp. "Jason look." her voice overflowing with fear. He looked to where she was pointing, and saw what she was. His shirt was covered with a large, crimson stain. He began to panic, and he found where it had come from.
There was a pool of blood coming from a wound on her stomach. It was all over both of her hands. Jason remembered that the whole time he had seen her walking her hands were on her stomach up until they hugged.
'She must have been applying as much pressure as she could.' Now he was hating himself for making her walk all the way to him, that couldn't have helped at all.
"WE NEED SOME HELP OVER HERE!" Sonny shouted, his voice breaking. He nervously ran his hands through his hair and then grabbed hold of his wife as the EMT's came over to see what was up.
One of them had brought a stretcher with him. The taller one carefully lifted her limp form up off the ground and placed her on it. Jason grabbed hold of her hand, making sure that they understood that he was coming with them.
Sonny saw Jason climb into the ambulance and quickly called Max to bring the car around.
'Why the hell is all of this happening? This is way too much than anyone should go through in a single night. or ever for that matter.' Sonny was scared like crazy and he knew that Carly and Jason were too. He knew that the night was going to become even longer.