A/N: I apologize in advance just in case, I might not update this
weekend, I have to work 5pm-12am and if I don't update in the afternoon
before work, most likely I'll be too tired to do it when I get home...
so sorry. ENJOY!
Ch. 19 What's a Picture's Worth
Jason headed back to the hospital after they realized that no one was coming after Carly. Not tonight anyway. He hated being away from Courtney for so long at a time. He needed to be there, not just for her but for himself too.
He felt himself perk up a little as he arrived at her door. Rubbing his eyes, he opened the door and entered the room. The color drained from his face, he flipped the switch and turned on the light.
The room was empty. Jason ran in to check in the bathroom, but he didn't need to he already knew she wouldn't be in there. Someone who could barely sit up would not just get up and start walking around. He cursed to himself. Sonny was right, it had been a trap. But not for Carly.
In a panic, he sped out of the room and the hospital. Minutes later he was bursting into the penthouse, calling out for Sonny. Both him and Carly came running down the stairs with worry written all over their faces.
"Courtney's gone!"
The light flashed when he pushed the button and the Polaroid came out. Ric walked into the other room shaking the photo, he smiled as it began to develop.
"How's our guest?" Faith asked entering the room. Again he smiled and showed her the picture. "That's great. By the way, what is the revenge for this time? I've lost track of all your aggressions towards your brother."
Ric didn't answer, he pulled out some papers from inside his jacket and handed them to her. She unfolded them and sighed.
"This same old song? You want revenge because Lizzie is divorcing you? Again?"
"Look at the fine print. She's filing for full custody of our child. She doesn't want me to ever see him."
"Ok, what does that have to do with Sonny?" she wondered.
"At the fire, Elizabeth heard Capelli admit to the plan, which of course you know about. Anyway, he wouldn't have opened his mouth if they had stayed away from me. Instead of coming over giving me the third degree!" Ric was getting angrier as he replayed the scene in his mind.
"Sorry for some reason I can't remember this. Oh right, because I was IN the fire. They?"
"Well you already know Sonny. Sonny AND Carly AND Jason. They all did their part. What's the common denominator for the three of them?" he pointed to picture.
"Alright then. What about your end of the deal?"
"Not yet. I still need your help with something. But don't worry, I'll keep my promise." Faith glared at him in response.
"Gone?! How can she be gone?" Carly questioned, voice overflowing with panic.
"Sonny, you were right when you said it was a trick to get us away. But it- "
"wasn't because of Carly." Sonny finished for him. "He made us believe it was Carly to make sure he had enough time."
Now Carly spoke up again. "Wait. One person could not have spoken with Sonny and gone after Courtney."
"Carly's right. Whoever this is, they're not alone in it." Sonny concluded.
After racking their brains to come up with the possible enemies who worked with groups or come together to do this, Sonny got on the phone with one of his men. He was demanding that they find out if there was any new threat in town and what all the usual ones had been up to.
Jason announced that he was going to the hospital to look for anything that could help them figure out who it was or where they took her. After he had left, Sonny hung up the phone and joined his wife on the couch. She laid her head on his shoulder and they sat together in silence. Hoping that Jason could find something.
"There's nothing more we can do about anything until the police show up. I'm sorry." the security officer Jason had been speaking with walked away. Angrily, Jason stormed out of the hospital for the ump-teenth time that night. He hadn't been able to find anything that might help.
Going back to Sonny's, Jason did his best to keep his fury under control.
'What kind of security does this place have? Just letting someone come in and take someone out? Not to mention the bastard had somehow got a hold of the security tape from her room. Some security!' His thoughts were making it harder and harder to keep control.
It was almost 2:00 am when Jason came back. Neither she nor Sonny had come up with anything, and Carly was desperately hoping that Jason had a different story.
"Did you find anything?" she asked him. The look on his face answered her question.
"Guy even got a hold of the security tape somehow." his voice was losing it's neutral sound and he knew it.
"What the hell do we do?" Carly was letting her fear show in her voice.
"They have to want something, right? So they should be getting in touch soon." Sonny explained.
"But how long?" Jason voiced.
"Jason-" Carly started but was interrupted when Max opened the door.
"Sorry to interrupt, boss. But this just came for you three." he handed Sonny and large brown envelope. It was addressed to all of them.
'All of us?' Carly was confused. Apparently, this wasn't just about Sonny or Jason.
Sonny carefully opened and reached in the envelope. Pulling out the first thing he had found. It was a Polaroid of his sister. Unconscious, gagged and tied to a chair. He handed it over to Jason and went to poor himself a drink. Jason's muscles tensed up and Carly's hand went to her mouth.
"A PICTURE IS WORTH A THOUSAND WORDS." Jason read off the bottom of the photo.
Ch. 19 What's a Picture's Worth
Jason headed back to the hospital after they realized that no one was coming after Carly. Not tonight anyway. He hated being away from Courtney for so long at a time. He needed to be there, not just for her but for himself too.
He felt himself perk up a little as he arrived at her door. Rubbing his eyes, he opened the door and entered the room. The color drained from his face, he flipped the switch and turned on the light.
The room was empty. Jason ran in to check in the bathroom, but he didn't need to he already knew she wouldn't be in there. Someone who could barely sit up would not just get up and start walking around. He cursed to himself. Sonny was right, it had been a trap. But not for Carly.
In a panic, he sped out of the room and the hospital. Minutes later he was bursting into the penthouse, calling out for Sonny. Both him and Carly came running down the stairs with worry written all over their faces.
"Courtney's gone!"
The light flashed when he pushed the button and the Polaroid came out. Ric walked into the other room shaking the photo, he smiled as it began to develop.
"How's our guest?" Faith asked entering the room. Again he smiled and showed her the picture. "That's great. By the way, what is the revenge for this time? I've lost track of all your aggressions towards your brother."
Ric didn't answer, he pulled out some papers from inside his jacket and handed them to her. She unfolded them and sighed.
"This same old song? You want revenge because Lizzie is divorcing you? Again?"
"Look at the fine print. She's filing for full custody of our child. She doesn't want me to ever see him."
"Ok, what does that have to do with Sonny?" she wondered.
"At the fire, Elizabeth heard Capelli admit to the plan, which of course you know about. Anyway, he wouldn't have opened his mouth if they had stayed away from me. Instead of coming over giving me the third degree!" Ric was getting angrier as he replayed the scene in his mind.
"Sorry for some reason I can't remember this. Oh right, because I was IN the fire. They?"
"Well you already know Sonny. Sonny AND Carly AND Jason. They all did their part. What's the common denominator for the three of them?" he pointed to picture.
"Alright then. What about your end of the deal?"
"Not yet. I still need your help with something. But don't worry, I'll keep my promise." Faith glared at him in response.
"Gone?! How can she be gone?" Carly questioned, voice overflowing with panic.
"Sonny, you were right when you said it was a trick to get us away. But it- "
"wasn't because of Carly." Sonny finished for him. "He made us believe it was Carly to make sure he had enough time."
Now Carly spoke up again. "Wait. One person could not have spoken with Sonny and gone after Courtney."
"Carly's right. Whoever this is, they're not alone in it." Sonny concluded.
After racking their brains to come up with the possible enemies who worked with groups or come together to do this, Sonny got on the phone with one of his men. He was demanding that they find out if there was any new threat in town and what all the usual ones had been up to.
Jason announced that he was going to the hospital to look for anything that could help them figure out who it was or where they took her. After he had left, Sonny hung up the phone and joined his wife on the couch. She laid her head on his shoulder and they sat together in silence. Hoping that Jason could find something.
"There's nothing more we can do about anything until the police show up. I'm sorry." the security officer Jason had been speaking with walked away. Angrily, Jason stormed out of the hospital for the ump-teenth time that night. He hadn't been able to find anything that might help.
Going back to Sonny's, Jason did his best to keep his fury under control.
'What kind of security does this place have? Just letting someone come in and take someone out? Not to mention the bastard had somehow got a hold of the security tape from her room. Some security!' His thoughts were making it harder and harder to keep control.
It was almost 2:00 am when Jason came back. Neither she nor Sonny had come up with anything, and Carly was desperately hoping that Jason had a different story.
"Did you find anything?" she asked him. The look on his face answered her question.
"Guy even got a hold of the security tape somehow." his voice was losing it's neutral sound and he knew it.
"What the hell do we do?" Carly was letting her fear show in her voice.
"They have to want something, right? So they should be getting in touch soon." Sonny explained.
"But how long?" Jason voiced.
"Jason-" Carly started but was interrupted when Max opened the door.
"Sorry to interrupt, boss. But this just came for you three." he handed Sonny and large brown envelope. It was addressed to all of them.
'All of us?' Carly was confused. Apparently, this wasn't just about Sonny or Jason.
Sonny carefully opened and reached in the envelope. Pulling out the first thing he had found. It was a Polaroid of his sister. Unconscious, gagged and tied to a chair. He handed it over to Jason and went to poor himself a drink. Jason's muscles tensed up and Carly's hand went to her mouth.
"A PICTURE IS WORTH A THOUSAND WORDS." Jason read off the bottom of the photo.