Wow guys I hit the 50 reviews mark. Pat yourselves on the back. I'm glad everyone liked the last chapter. You'll really like this chapter...
Chapter 16:
Liz had been swirling the vodka in her glass for what seemed like hours, but was probably only minutes. She couldn't believe Carly had crossed her. The woman had gone out of her way to make Elizabeth feel welcome in her home. "That's how it always works," Liz murmured leaning forward and sitting the glass on the coffee table."I make a friend and then get fucked over." She stood up and was on her way to her bedroom when there was a knock on the door. She quickly picked up her gun from the end table where she'd placed it, and headed for the door. She counted to three then swung the door open and aimed.
"Jesus Liz!"
She lowered the gun,"What the fuck do you want? Have you come to remove me?"
Jason walked past her and into the house,"We need to talk."
"Well come the fuck in! Since we're best friends, I'll just hold the gun at my side and not to your head." Jason just looked at her before leaning over the coffee table and taking a drink from her glass. She glanced at his ass as he did so. "I didn't offer you a fuckin' drink. You wanna fuckin' talk then talk."
"Is fuck your new favorite word?" he asked dryly. He sat down on the couch and propped his feet up on the table.
"As a matter of fuckin' fact it is," she said plopping down on the couch next to him. "This fuckin's shit is getting to me."
He reached over and pulled her onto his lap."I know it is baby, but remember we're doing this for Emily."
"I know we are, but it doesn't make it any easier."
"How about I take your mind off it?" He kissed her soundly on the mouth before moving over to her neck. She let out a low moan as he sucked her neck.
"I love you Jason Morgan," she gasped out.
"I love you too Elizabeth Morgan."
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As Liz lay in her husband's arms, she couldn't help but think of how they'd gotten to this place in their lives. It had all started four months ago. Liz and Frisco had been investigating Courtney when they discovered what she was hiding. They'd found out that Courtney had kidnapped Emily shortly after she arrived in Port Charles for a visit. She was keeping her in an abandoned warehouse on the edge of town. Courtney was having her beaten and raped nearly daily. No one could figure out why, so Liz was sent in to question Emily. She was nearly sick at seeing her friend so beaten and broken. Emily had sobbed when she saw Liz.
"I knew you were alive," her friend cried. "I hired a private investigator to look into your death. He told me there were no human remains found in your studio. He found out that some people had seen you in Washington. I was on my way home to tell everyone when Courtney kidnapped me. She's been forging letters and e-mails for three months."
Liz got Emily out of there that night, and had her taken to the WSB hospital. She was currently undergoing after-rape therapy. Liz had spent as much time as possible with her, but felt overwhelming guilt every time she saw her. Her outside injuries had healed, but she'd forever be scarred, and it was Liz's fault. After she made sure Emily was okay, she'd tracked Jason down in Puerto Rico. He'd been more than a little surprised to see Liz, but he got over it once he found out about Emily. It was the first time she'd ever seen him cry.
They'd flown back to Washington that night, and after a reunion between brother and sister, had begun to work on a plan to take Courtney down. It was determined that Jason would go back to Port Charles and business as usual. He would try to find out if Courtney was working with anyone else. Then Elizabeth would show up miraculously alive and work against Courtney. After the plan was formulated, Jason flew back to Washington every few weeks to report what he knew, which wasn't ever a whole lot. Elizabeth and Jason had spent a lot of time together, and just two and a half months after he find out she was alive, they were married. It wasn't a big deal, just the minister, Frisco and Emily. It was the first time in months that Em had smiled.
So know here they were, pretending to be at odds to protect the one person they both loved. Liz was sure that it was difficult for Jason to be with Courtney, but he hadn't slept with her since finding out about Emily. He said they should hold off so that their wedding night was more romantic. Everything had been going according to plan until Carly decided to play savior. That had ruined everything. Now Courtney knew that Liz was with the WSB, and had no doubt figured out that Emily was being protected. It was only a matter of time before everything hit a climax. She was brought out of her thoughts by the ringing of her cell.
"Yeah," she answered trying not to wake Jason.
"It's me," Frisco said. "We found her, a team's moving in on her now but they'll hold off til' you come. Go to the airport, I'll be waiting."
She disconnected and turned to look at Jason. She wasn't surprised to see him looking back at her. "I have to go."
He ran his hand through her hair then kissed her lightly on the lips,"I love you. Be careful."
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So whadda ya think? Huge twist in the plot that I wasn't sure about. Ya'll wanted some Liason so there it is. Lets all give hugs and kisses to Am21 who came up with the whole Emily being kidnapped idea and so graciously let me poach it. XOXO
