A/N : Hey, everybody! I don't even know how many of you are still
interested in this story ( do to the lack of reviews for the last part,
thanks to Fehr's girl for hers), but here I am. I guess I need to write
this fanfiction to level with all the nonsense going on in the show this
days. Anyway, hope you all had a great Christmas and enjoy your New Year!
I've been busy watching this great Liason tapes I got for Christmas. God!
There's so many things I'd forgotten about their history. Let me tell you I
fell in love with Jason all over again and in truth I was kindda pist at
Liz, sometimes she can be a real bitch. But hey don't kill me I still love
them together the chemistry between Becky and Steve is undeniable. I can't
believe the writers made Jason say he wasn't in love with Liz! If that
look he gave her every time wasn't love then can somebody tell me what was
it? Well, I guess I should stop my rambling and let you get to the story.
Hope you enjoy this chapter!
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Chapter 7: Two guys and a girl
She was walking down a dark alley. It was dark, but she wasn't afraid because he was walking by her side. She always felt safe whenever he was around. She looked at the man walking beside her, and she gasped in surprise. He wasn't there! All of the sudden she found herself in the middle of the road. A car was speeding towards her. No... !
The phone rang for the third time. Her head was spinning. Where was she? What happened? She wanted to open her eyes, but couldn't. She tried again and found herself looking at white. She felt around and figured she was lying on a bed. Oh God! Was she in the hospital? Did the car hit her? Ring ... Ring ... Ring
Her phone was ringing, she couldn't be in a hospital. She tried to sit down and felt dizzy. So she felt around for her cell phone and found it near her pillow.
" H- Hello. "
" Thank God! I was getting scared here. Are you ready? "
" For what? "
" Elizabeth, we have to go to Donovan's apartment today. Did you forgot? "
" Apartment? "
" Are you ok? Did something happened? Is Jason there with you? "
" Jason? I- I ... No. Am, I-I ... The apartment. Susan Donovan's apartment... yes. I- I remember. I overslept, but I'll be ready in 10 minutes. "
" Ok. I'll wait for you in the back lot of Jake's. Am driving a white 78' Chevrolet. "
" Ok. We'll meet you there in fifteen minutes. See you. "
~ *~ *~ Ten minutes later ~ *~ *~
Elizabeth was getting dressed in the bathroom when she heard someone entering the room. She finished putting on her black turtleneck sweater and grabbed her 9mm gun and looked trough the half open door. She couldn't see who was there but she could feel someone walking around. She breathed deeply and opened the door. She walked into the room to find a man standing with his back to her. He was going to turn but she put the gun in his back.
" Don't even think about it! Move another inch and your dead. "
" Wh- "
" Don't! Put your hands over your head. "
" E- "
" I said... put your hands over your head. "
" Elizabeth... "
" J- Jason? " She recognized his voice immediately. He turned around and there he was. Hair cut and shaved, dressed in a blue shirt and jeans.
" Careful with that thing. " She was still pointing it at him. When she realized what she was doing she dropped it and put it in the small of her back. Her head was spinning again.
" You didn't put the safety on. "
" I never took it off. "
" And you planned to shot with the safety on. "
" I- where were you? I woke up with a monster headache and for a minute there I didn't even realized where I was. Can you tell me what happened last night? "
He smirked. " Tequila shots seem to have that effect on people sometimes. "
" Tequila? What are you t- ? Oh my God! Drinking competition... I- Why did you let me compete with that woman? "
" What and risk you hitting me with the pool stick? "
" Did I? "
" No. "
" Well I should've. I can't hold my alcohol very well. "
" Yeah that was pretty clear last night. "
" Oh God? What did I do? "
" Nothing. You passed out after your third shot. I brought you here and it seems you slept through the night. "
" Only three? "
" You sound disappointed. "
" Well I am. You'd think I last at least five rounds. But three. That's pitiful. "
Jason smiled. " Taking that you had already drink five beers. You lasted enough. "
Elizabeth's cell phone rang.
" Hello. Yes, am ready. Wait a minute. " She turned to look at Jason. " Hey, are you still coming with us? "
" Do you think is a good idea? "
" We need your help. "
" Ok. " She talked on the phone again. " We'll be down in a minute. "
~ Somewhere in Florida~
Luke was pacing his hotel room talking to himself.
" Come on. Why haven't you call? It's been two days. Something has to be wrong. "
There's a knock in the door and Luke puts on a long black hair wig to answer it.
" Delivery for Mr. Spencer. " A young man was holding a yellow envelop in his right hand.
" For whom? " Luke was astonished. " Don't you mean Mr. Moreno? " He tried with his best Spanish accent.
" The delivery is for Mr. Spencer. Are you signing or not? "
" Ok. I'll sign. " Luke signed the receipt and the young man gave him the envelop and stretched his hand waiting for a tip. " What? Am not Mr. Spencer. When he comes to pick it up I'll tell him to look you up pal. " He closed the door, took of the wig and moved to the desk to open the envelop. There was a photo and a note attached to it. " Damn it! "
~ Port Charles~
Lucky, Elizabeth and Jason were walking up Courtland St. Lucky was apprehensive about Jason been involved in his family situation, but Elizabeth had talked him into letting him come along. She was right, he could help them search around the apartment. In his line of work he had to pay attention to details he and Elizabeth could miss. But still, he had a feeling things could get complicated for all of them if some of Jason's enemies decide to attack or something worst.
" This is it. " Elizabeth stopped in front of a rundown building.
" Are you sure? " Jason asked looking at the piece of paper she was holding.
" Why? You know the place? " Lucky asked intrigued.
" Yeah. Some people I knew lived here. "
" Some of your thug friends. "
" Actually some of your father thug friends. " Jason answered irritated at Lucky's remark.
" What do you mean my father's? "
" Back when Luke and Sonny were close partners ... I remember coming here for some information. This man lived in the 3rd floor... "
" Apartment 3B. " Elizabeth finished for him.
" Yes. Is that the apartment we are looking for? "
" Yeah. "
" Well I guess we should go inside. " Elizabeth offered.
~ Apartment 3B~
They walked up the stairs and found the door to the apartment ajar. Before they went in Jason examined the lock and came to the conclusion that the lock was forced. They went inside and found the place turned upside down. It hardly had any furniture inside. The small bed was turned down and the wood bureau had its three drawers spread around the floor.
" I guess we are a little late. "
" Do you guys think that whoever took her did this? " " Probably. "
" Let's see what we can find around. " Lucky started to look through the things that laid around the floor. Immediately Elizabeth followed suit.
" If there was something in here, whoever came in must've taking it already. "
" Well if you stand there and do nothing we're never gonna find out. "
" Look is not my fault this place was crashed. "
" Yeah, well. You're here to help us and standing there your not doing a thing. "
" Lucky! Look I know we're all tense here. It's really important to keep our cool. Insulting one another is not gonna help anyone. "
" And him standing there is not gonna help us either. " Jason was starring at a little notebook in the far corner of the room.
" Oh, come on. Take a deep breath and focus on finding something. Give him a break, he's doing us a favor. " Jason walked pass them and went to pick up the notebook. Both, Lucky and Elizabeth, followed him with their gaze. " What's that? "
" I don't know. Some kind of notepad. "
" Does it have anything written on it? "
" No. But a couple of pages were taken. "
" Great! Another dead end. " Lucky was frustrated.
" Wait a minute. Do you have a pencil? "
" Why? Are you leaving a message for the men that took her? ' Hey you care to leave a trail next time. Is getting hard to follow you without one.' There's no use. We have nothing! "
Elizabeth gave Lucky a dirty look and went to look for a pencil on the floor. She found one laying near the wall. " Here. What did you find? "
" When you write something down, sometimes you can use a pencil to ... " His voice trailed of as he traced the pencil slowly over the blank page. Like magic, numbers started to appear out of the blue. " See. "
" You are the best! What is it? A telephone number, an address, what? "
" I think is a phone number. "
" That's good. At least we have a clue. "
" What if this is not Donovan's? Or what if it has nothing to do with Luke? "
" Oh come on Lucky. Don't rain on my parade! Let's get out of here. Am starving. "
~ In an office somewhere~
There's a knock in the door. And Helena told him to come in.
" Is the message delivered? "
" Yes. As you arranged to. "
" Good. Now get ready for phase two of our plan. "
" What about the woman? "
" Keep giving her the drug. She is an essential part of my plan to take the Spencer's down once and for all. "
* * * I don't know if it was good, but at least we got a clean and shaved, all hunka- hunka Jason! Please read and review. * * *
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Chapter 7: Two guys and a girl
She was walking down a dark alley. It was dark, but she wasn't afraid because he was walking by her side. She always felt safe whenever he was around. She looked at the man walking beside her, and she gasped in surprise. He wasn't there! All of the sudden she found herself in the middle of the road. A car was speeding towards her. No... !
The phone rang for the third time. Her head was spinning. Where was she? What happened? She wanted to open her eyes, but couldn't. She tried again and found herself looking at white. She felt around and figured she was lying on a bed. Oh God! Was she in the hospital? Did the car hit her? Ring ... Ring ... Ring
Her phone was ringing, she couldn't be in a hospital. She tried to sit down and felt dizzy. So she felt around for her cell phone and found it near her pillow.
" H- Hello. "
" Thank God! I was getting scared here. Are you ready? "
" For what? "
" Elizabeth, we have to go to Donovan's apartment today. Did you forgot? "
" Apartment? "
" Are you ok? Did something happened? Is Jason there with you? "
" Jason? I- I ... No. Am, I-I ... The apartment. Susan Donovan's apartment... yes. I- I remember. I overslept, but I'll be ready in 10 minutes. "
" Ok. I'll wait for you in the back lot of Jake's. Am driving a white 78' Chevrolet. "
" Ok. We'll meet you there in fifteen minutes. See you. "
~ *~ *~ Ten minutes later ~ *~ *~
Elizabeth was getting dressed in the bathroom when she heard someone entering the room. She finished putting on her black turtleneck sweater and grabbed her 9mm gun and looked trough the half open door. She couldn't see who was there but she could feel someone walking around. She breathed deeply and opened the door. She walked into the room to find a man standing with his back to her. He was going to turn but she put the gun in his back.
" Don't even think about it! Move another inch and your dead. "
" Wh- "
" Don't! Put your hands over your head. "
" E- "
" I said... put your hands over your head. "
" Elizabeth... "
" J- Jason? " She recognized his voice immediately. He turned around and there he was. Hair cut and shaved, dressed in a blue shirt and jeans.
" Careful with that thing. " She was still pointing it at him. When she realized what she was doing she dropped it and put it in the small of her back. Her head was spinning again.
" You didn't put the safety on. "
" I never took it off. "
" And you planned to shot with the safety on. "
" I- where were you? I woke up with a monster headache and for a minute there I didn't even realized where I was. Can you tell me what happened last night? "
He smirked. " Tequila shots seem to have that effect on people sometimes. "
" Tequila? What are you t- ? Oh my God! Drinking competition... I- Why did you let me compete with that woman? "
" What and risk you hitting me with the pool stick? "
" Did I? "
" No. "
" Well I should've. I can't hold my alcohol very well. "
" Yeah that was pretty clear last night. "
" Oh God? What did I do? "
" Nothing. You passed out after your third shot. I brought you here and it seems you slept through the night. "
" Only three? "
" You sound disappointed. "
" Well I am. You'd think I last at least five rounds. But three. That's pitiful. "
Jason smiled. " Taking that you had already drink five beers. You lasted enough. "
Elizabeth's cell phone rang.
" Hello. Yes, am ready. Wait a minute. " She turned to look at Jason. " Hey, are you still coming with us? "
" Do you think is a good idea? "
" We need your help. "
" Ok. " She talked on the phone again. " We'll be down in a minute. "
~ Somewhere in Florida~
Luke was pacing his hotel room talking to himself.
" Come on. Why haven't you call? It's been two days. Something has to be wrong. "
There's a knock in the door and Luke puts on a long black hair wig to answer it.
" Delivery for Mr. Spencer. " A young man was holding a yellow envelop in his right hand.
" For whom? " Luke was astonished. " Don't you mean Mr. Moreno? " He tried with his best Spanish accent.
" The delivery is for Mr. Spencer. Are you signing or not? "
" Ok. I'll sign. " Luke signed the receipt and the young man gave him the envelop and stretched his hand waiting for a tip. " What? Am not Mr. Spencer. When he comes to pick it up I'll tell him to look you up pal. " He closed the door, took of the wig and moved to the desk to open the envelop. There was a photo and a note attached to it. " Damn it! "
~ Port Charles~
Lucky, Elizabeth and Jason were walking up Courtland St. Lucky was apprehensive about Jason been involved in his family situation, but Elizabeth had talked him into letting him come along. She was right, he could help them search around the apartment. In his line of work he had to pay attention to details he and Elizabeth could miss. But still, he had a feeling things could get complicated for all of them if some of Jason's enemies decide to attack or something worst.
" This is it. " Elizabeth stopped in front of a rundown building.
" Are you sure? " Jason asked looking at the piece of paper she was holding.
" Why? You know the place? " Lucky asked intrigued.
" Yeah. Some people I knew lived here. "
" Some of your thug friends. "
" Actually some of your father thug friends. " Jason answered irritated at Lucky's remark.
" What do you mean my father's? "
" Back when Luke and Sonny were close partners ... I remember coming here for some information. This man lived in the 3rd floor... "
" Apartment 3B. " Elizabeth finished for him.
" Yes. Is that the apartment we are looking for? "
" Yeah. "
" Well I guess we should go inside. " Elizabeth offered.
~ Apartment 3B~
They walked up the stairs and found the door to the apartment ajar. Before they went in Jason examined the lock and came to the conclusion that the lock was forced. They went inside and found the place turned upside down. It hardly had any furniture inside. The small bed was turned down and the wood bureau had its three drawers spread around the floor.
" I guess we are a little late. "
" Do you guys think that whoever took her did this? " " Probably. "
" Let's see what we can find around. " Lucky started to look through the things that laid around the floor. Immediately Elizabeth followed suit.
" If there was something in here, whoever came in must've taking it already. "
" Well if you stand there and do nothing we're never gonna find out. "
" Look is not my fault this place was crashed. "
" Yeah, well. You're here to help us and standing there your not doing a thing. "
" Lucky! Look I know we're all tense here. It's really important to keep our cool. Insulting one another is not gonna help anyone. "
" And him standing there is not gonna help us either. " Jason was starring at a little notebook in the far corner of the room.
" Oh, come on. Take a deep breath and focus on finding something. Give him a break, he's doing us a favor. " Jason walked pass them and went to pick up the notebook. Both, Lucky and Elizabeth, followed him with their gaze. " What's that? "
" I don't know. Some kind of notepad. "
" Does it have anything written on it? "
" No. But a couple of pages were taken. "
" Great! Another dead end. " Lucky was frustrated.
" Wait a minute. Do you have a pencil? "
" Why? Are you leaving a message for the men that took her? ' Hey you care to leave a trail next time. Is getting hard to follow you without one.' There's no use. We have nothing! "
Elizabeth gave Lucky a dirty look and went to look for a pencil on the floor. She found one laying near the wall. " Here. What did you find? "
" When you write something down, sometimes you can use a pencil to ... " His voice trailed of as he traced the pencil slowly over the blank page. Like magic, numbers started to appear out of the blue. " See. "
" You are the best! What is it? A telephone number, an address, what? "
" I think is a phone number. "
" That's good. At least we have a clue. "
" What if this is not Donovan's? Or what if it has nothing to do with Luke? "
" Oh come on Lucky. Don't rain on my parade! Let's get out of here. Am starving. "
~ In an office somewhere~
There's a knock in the door. And Helena told him to come in.
" Is the message delivered? "
" Yes. As you arranged to. "
" Good. Now get ready for phase two of our plan. "
" What about the woman? "
" Keep giving her the drug. She is an essential part of my plan to take the Spencer's down once and for all. "
* * * I don't know if it was good, but at least we got a clean and shaved, all hunka- hunka Jason! Please read and review. * * *