A/N: I'm getting a lot of reviews from lizabella. thank you soooooo
much! i have read some of your stories and your good. i'm glad you think
mine is good too! enjoy! this is going to be from courtney POV of what she
was thinkin about...also explains what happened with after her and Faith
fought for the gun
Ch. 12 In Dreams
He was already pretty sure about what she was thinking about, that got her so excited.
"You're sick. And you are wasting time, the exit is right over there. Let's just go and we can pretend that this never happened." Before Faith could respond Courtney lunged at her. Grabbing onto part of the gun.
They were struggling for the gun when Courtney remember her ankle. She leaned on her forcing all of Faith's wieght as well as hers on it. Faith began to fall backwards, and Courtney's momentum had caused her to fall forward on top her. Both women were falling when the gun went off.
A burning pain shot through Courtney's stomach. She shot back to her feet in a hurry, slightly in shock, she numbed the pain as her mind tried to adjust to what had just happened. She reached down to her stomach and when she brought her hand back up it was covered in red liquid. Courtney felt her body begin to sway and dizziness overwhelmed her.
Leaning with her back against the wall, she tried to think, but she couldn't focus on anything. Trying to her mind back on track she heard something. A laugh. But she wasn't laughing. That was when she remembered Faith. She looked over in the direction the laughter came from but there was no one there. She was getting so confused, then she heard her again.
"Oopsie." Courtney turned and almost fell over at the sudden motion. She found Faith right in front of her, a sickening smile spread across her face. "Looks like you're all out of that luck you seem to have so much of."
She was panicking, her eyes darting all around and there was no hope of resue in sight. She couldn't function well enough to come up with some sort of plan to talk her way out of. And she would definetly be at a disadvantage if she tried something physical. Still leaning against the wall, she finally found her voice.
"Faith....don't." her breath was getting harder to catch and she was terrified. She could only think of one thing to do. "Help....please."
Faith stepped closer to her. Close enough that Courtney could see the sweat on her brow. Courtney tried to focus but she felt her body getting heavier and she couldn't even comprehend what was happening.
"Why should I help you? Because you helped me? That's sad because I've never been much of an 'eye for an eye' person. I'm more of 'do unto others before they do unto you' type of gal. This could have been fast but you have to make everything difficult." By now Faith had her gun raised waist high.
"Don't..." her voice was barely above a whisper this time. Once again Faith laughed at her pain. She brought the gun centimeters awas from Courtneys already wounded stomach.
"I'm sorry, I can't hear you. Can you speak up." Faith said right before pushing the gun into her stomach, causing Courtney to scream out in pain. The pain had brought her back to full attention just in time for Faith to pull the trigger in her midsection once more.
This time she fell to the ground in a heap of pain. She slowly began to slip into darkness. But before she went under she heard her speak again.
"Don't worry, I'll take care of Jason for you. Bye Bye Bunny."
Courtney wasn't sure how but when she heard Faith say that she snapped back into a half concious mode. She was bleeding like crazy and the pain was more than she could describe, but she used the wall as a support and pulled herself up. That alone had been exerting enough and she had to stop. Covering her wounds with her hands she tried to walk out.
She ended up using one hand to steady herself against the wall and the other still pressing against her stomach. Using this method she was able to get to the door. After that, there were no more walls to lean against and she would have to walk on her own. Thinking only of her destination and not of the pain she pushed forward.
Courtney was finally outside. After everything she had finally made it. Staggering forward doing her best to keep her balance, she let her eyes wonder lazily.She wanted to call out, but every inch of her was pleading for rest. She mainly felt the exhaustion. She hardly felt any pain. Her mind wouldn't allow her to feel pain, simply because she needed to get there.
She was slowly stepping closer. Gradually closing in on the space between them. Ever step felt like a mile but there was no way she was stopping now. She couldn't she had come to far. So she kept on, every so slowly moving forward.
She completely forgotten about her stomach when she saw Jason and she spread her arms and felt herself be lifted away from her worry. Then they kissed. That was what she had been fighting for all night.
Looking into his eyes she had seen the worry in his face. He had seen the blood on her hands. She gave him a smile and told him that she loved him once more before she finally let the darkness take over.
Jason knew that she must have been thinking about the fire and getting shot. What else could get her worked up so much. Sonny and Carly told him that they were sure it was Faith. He didn't doubt it and he would deal with her the moment he knew that Courtney would be fine. Until then, he wouldn't leave this building.
Ch. 12 In Dreams
He was already pretty sure about what she was thinking about, that got her so excited.
"You're sick. And you are wasting time, the exit is right over there. Let's just go and we can pretend that this never happened." Before Faith could respond Courtney lunged at her. Grabbing onto part of the gun.
They were struggling for the gun when Courtney remember her ankle. She leaned on her forcing all of Faith's wieght as well as hers on it. Faith began to fall backwards, and Courtney's momentum had caused her to fall forward on top her. Both women were falling when the gun went off.
A burning pain shot through Courtney's stomach. She shot back to her feet in a hurry, slightly in shock, she numbed the pain as her mind tried to adjust to what had just happened. She reached down to her stomach and when she brought her hand back up it was covered in red liquid. Courtney felt her body begin to sway and dizziness overwhelmed her.
Leaning with her back against the wall, she tried to think, but she couldn't focus on anything. Trying to her mind back on track she heard something. A laugh. But she wasn't laughing. That was when she remembered Faith. She looked over in the direction the laughter came from but there was no one there. She was getting so confused, then she heard her again.
"Oopsie." Courtney turned and almost fell over at the sudden motion. She found Faith right in front of her, a sickening smile spread across her face. "Looks like you're all out of that luck you seem to have so much of."
She was panicking, her eyes darting all around and there was no hope of resue in sight. She couldn't function well enough to come up with some sort of plan to talk her way out of. And she would definetly be at a disadvantage if she tried something physical. Still leaning against the wall, she finally found her voice.
"Faith....don't." her breath was getting harder to catch and she was terrified. She could only think of one thing to do. "Help....please."
Faith stepped closer to her. Close enough that Courtney could see the sweat on her brow. Courtney tried to focus but she felt her body getting heavier and she couldn't even comprehend what was happening.
"Why should I help you? Because you helped me? That's sad because I've never been much of an 'eye for an eye' person. I'm more of 'do unto others before they do unto you' type of gal. This could have been fast but you have to make everything difficult." By now Faith had her gun raised waist high.
"Don't..." her voice was barely above a whisper this time. Once again Faith laughed at her pain. She brought the gun centimeters awas from Courtneys already wounded stomach.
"I'm sorry, I can't hear you. Can you speak up." Faith said right before pushing the gun into her stomach, causing Courtney to scream out in pain. The pain had brought her back to full attention just in time for Faith to pull the trigger in her midsection once more.
This time she fell to the ground in a heap of pain. She slowly began to slip into darkness. But before she went under she heard her speak again.
"Don't worry, I'll take care of Jason for you. Bye Bye Bunny."
Courtney wasn't sure how but when she heard Faith say that she snapped back into a half concious mode. She was bleeding like crazy and the pain was more than she could describe, but she used the wall as a support and pulled herself up. That alone had been exerting enough and she had to stop. Covering her wounds with her hands she tried to walk out.
She ended up using one hand to steady herself against the wall and the other still pressing against her stomach. Using this method she was able to get to the door. After that, there were no more walls to lean against and she would have to walk on her own. Thinking only of her destination and not of the pain she pushed forward.
Courtney was finally outside. After everything she had finally made it. Staggering forward doing her best to keep her balance, she let her eyes wonder lazily.She wanted to call out, but every inch of her was pleading for rest. She mainly felt the exhaustion. She hardly felt any pain. Her mind wouldn't allow her to feel pain, simply because she needed to get there.
She was slowly stepping closer. Gradually closing in on the space between them. Ever step felt like a mile but there was no way she was stopping now. She couldn't she had come to far. So she kept on, every so slowly moving forward.
She completely forgotten about her stomach when she saw Jason and she spread her arms and felt herself be lifted away from her worry. Then they kissed. That was what she had been fighting for all night.
Looking into his eyes she had seen the worry in his face. He had seen the blood on her hands. She gave him a smile and told him that she loved him once more before she finally let the darkness take over.
Jason knew that she must have been thinking about the fire and getting shot. What else could get her worked up so much. Sonny and Carly told him that they were sure it was Faith. He didn't doubt it and he would deal with her the moment he knew that Courtney would be fine. Until then, he wouldn't leave this building.