Chapter 29- Dealing With It
Emma had been in bed for the past week. She couldn't bring herself to get up, or to even look at herself in the mirror. She was dirty, used, disgusting. Her mother and father had tried to talk to her, but she always shot them down. Emma knew in her heart that they loved her, but she needed to be alone, for the time being.
She missed Josh terribly. She knew that he was probably so worried about her, but he was waiting for her to come to him. She would call him later, to let him know that she was okay, if he still wanted her that is...
"Jason, we need to tell her that the- the jerk, the jerk that hurt her is dead!" Courtney argued.
"Not right now, she's got enough going on Courtney! God, she wont even come out of her room, or eat. I mean, she'll think that it was me who shot him," Jason said in kind of a half-yell. He didnt want her to know that Alex was dead yet.
"Jason, I am her mother! You dont get to decide all the time what is best for her! I have a say in this too, and I say that I am going up there right now and im going to tell her that her rapist is dead!" Courtney said as she turned and stormed up the stairs. Jason sighed as he picked up his leather jacket and walked out of PH2, he had some things to discuss with someone.....
Emma had taken the news rather well. Courtney thought that she would be in shock, or at least show some emotion to what she had just been informed of. But it seemed like she didnt care. Courtney had left her daughter's room after Emma had told her that she was tired. She was so worried about their daughter, and about her husband. Jason wasnt taking Emma's "hibernation" too well. She had tried to explain to him that she needed time. But Jason didnt seem to think so. He voiced his opinion to her one night while they were laying in bed. He had said that he thinks that she is hiding something, something she doesnt want us to know. Courtney had spent the night wondering what it could be. Maybe she thought that they thought she was dirty... she didnt know what was making Emma stay secluded in her room. Family is what she needs right now, she needs her mother and her father, together, in the same room, telling her they loved her. Courtney came to this conclusion and ran out the door, in search of Jason. But she knew exactly who her husband went to see... the one, the only, Ric Lansing.
"Jason, how can I help you?" Ric asked as Jason pushed him back into his, Ric's, office and slammed the door behind him.
"Your son raped my daughter Ric, you know this," Jason said as he advanced on him. "Im sick of it Ric. Im sick of letting your "family" hurt mine. Emma wont come out of her room, she wont eat. Ric, you did this to her. And now you have to die."
"My son is dead Jason. You murdered him didnt you? You killed a boy, a boy who made a mistake. Did you know he loved her? He would have done anything for her. Died for her even. Did you even ask your precious Emma if the sex was consensual? No, no of course you didnt. Jason Morgan's daughter walks on water, she can do no harm. Sorry I must have forgot. You killed my son Jason, it should be me who kills you. So where'd ya dump his body Jase? Huh? The harbor, an alley?" Ric asked as he turned to walk around his desk and pulled out a videotape.
"Dont, dont push me Ric! You know that your son raped my daughter! It wasnt consensual! Dont kid yourself, and do not, do NOT, speak my daughter's name ever again," Jason warned Ric as he pulled out his gun. Jason no longer cared if he went to jail. The satisfaction of killing the bastard who put his wife and daughter in pain would be worth going to jail. He turned as the door opened, he quickly dropped his gun to his side when he saw who entered...Courtney.
"Oh come on Jason, not this again," Courtney whined as she walked over to his side and held her hand out for the gun. Jason looked at her questioningly. How did she know where he went? But that doesnt matter, she needs to leave. Ric needs to die once and for all.
"Courtney why arent you home with Emma? Wh-what if she needs one of us?" Jason asked as he aimed his gun back at Ric, who was slowly making his way to the door. "Dont move."
"Why arent you at home with her?" Courtney asked, completely ignoring Ric.
"Because I have to take care of this bastard once and for all Courtney! Dont you want him dead?" Jason asked.
"Of course I do! But Emma needs you! God Jason, I need you!" Courtney yelled.
"Look, I just- I need to do this okay?" Jason pleaded. He looked into her eyes and silently begged her to go. Not that she believed she would. But to his surprise, she reached up, kissed him on the cheek, and turned to walk out of the office, closing the door softly behind her. Jason looked after his wife, bewildered.
"Well, now that your lovely wife has so graciously left us, I have something to show you," Ric said as he walked over to the VCR and popped in the tape he was holding.
"What is this Ric? I dont have time..."
"Jason, i know that you didnt kill Alex. You see, I had cameras installed in his room when he was born. He's Zander's flesh and blood, so I didnt trust him. As you know, he was murdered in his room, shot in the temple to be exact," Ric explained as he pressed play.
Jason watched the tape in awe. Josh was going against his father, to save his, Jason's, daughter.
"Why are you showing me this Ric?" Jason asked after the tape stopped.
"Because, I want you to know that Im thankful that your daughter's boyfriend killed him. I despised Alex. Im only keeping the investigation going because of Elizabeth," Ric said. "And honestly, I feel bad for you. How you must feel having your daughter think of you as a killer..."
Jason knew what Ric was saying was far from the truth, but nevertheless, he turned and ran out the door, hoping to catch his wife before she got home.
"Aunt Carly? Are you here?" Emma asked as she walked into PH4. Her parents were out, doing God knows what, and she knew her uncle was working, and that Morgan was at school. She had been excused from school for the week.
"Hey sweetheart," Carly said as she came down the stairs and embraced her niece. "Where's your Dad? I havent seen him all day."
"Out," was all Emma said.
"I see, well is there anything you need?" Carly asked, not sure if she wanted to talk about the rape yet.
"I need your help," Emma said as tears began to slide down her cheeks.
"What's going on honey?" Carly asked as she took Emma's hand and sat them down on the couch. Carly felt for her best friend's daughter. She knew what it felt like to think you were dirty....
"You thought Ric raped you right?" Emma asked.
"Right," Carly replied.
"You, you were pregnant?"
"With Morgan yes," Carly explained, wondering what her being pregnant had to do with this....
"Im late," Emma cried into her aunt's chest. Carly held her tight, and rocked her back and forth.
"Did you tell Courtney or Jason?" Carly asked, trying to be as gentle as possible, but there were questions that needed to be answered.
"How can I Aunt Carly?" Emma sobbed, how was she supposed to tell her parents that she was pregnant, with a child she concieved because she was raped?
"They love you more than anything. They wont disown you, or hate you or think that you're dirty. They'll help you," Carly said, trying to offer some comfort.
"Could you imagine the look on my Dad's face?" Emma bawled.
"Alright, so you're late. Any morning sickness, dizzy spells, nausia?" Carly asked, they needed to be sure before jumping to conclusions.
"All of the above," Emma told her aunt. Her thoughts went back to Josh... he would leave her for sure.
"Oh," Carly sighed. Her niece was pregnant...she was barely 15.
"Please dont tell Mom and Dad, please," Emma begged. Carly promised she wouldnt tell, that she would let Emma do it.
"Come on, we're going to GH," Carly said as she took her niece's trembling hand and led her out the door, both of them praying to God that she wasnt pregnant.
"Courtney are you here?" Jason yelled as he walked into PH2.
"In the kitchen," Courtney yelled back, as her voice broke. Jason could hear the pain in her tone and he immediately knew that she was crying. He walked over to her and looked her in the eyes.
"You okay?" Jason asked as he wrapped his arms around her, she was shaking.
"N-no," Courtney choked out.
"What's going on?" Jason asked, beginning to get nervous.
"I miss her Jason. She's not the same bright, sparkling, glamorous little girl anymore," Courtney cried.
"How could she be the same? She just went through something that no one should ever have to experience. Remember the miscarriage? Well, I guess it must be something like that for her. It took you some time to get past it, it took me some time to get past it, but we did. And look what we have now, 17 years of happily married life, and a beautiful daughter, who will get past this. And she'll come out the other side, stronger than she was when she went in," Jason said as he rested his head on top of his wife's. She was still shaking and sobbing.
"She's not in her bed," Courtney said as she turned around and began to dry the dishes.
"Where is she?" Jason asked as he turned her back around. "And stop cleaning everything."
"I dont know," Courtney bawled again. Jason took her into his arms and rocked his wife back and forth. She probably went to go and visit Morgan or something... a walk maybe....
"Miss Morgan? I have the results of your pregnancy test," Dr. Meadows said as she walked in, holding a folder.
"Am I pregnant Dr. Meadows?" Emma asked, scared to death of what was going to confirm what she already knew in her heart was true. She was thankful that her aunt was there to hold her hand....
"Miss Morgan you are...."
Emma had been in bed for the past week. She couldn't bring herself to get up, or to even look at herself in the mirror. She was dirty, used, disgusting. Her mother and father had tried to talk to her, but she always shot them down. Emma knew in her heart that they loved her, but she needed to be alone, for the time being.
She missed Josh terribly. She knew that he was probably so worried about her, but he was waiting for her to come to him. She would call him later, to let him know that she was okay, if he still wanted her that is...
"Jason, we need to tell her that the- the jerk, the jerk that hurt her is dead!" Courtney argued.
"Not right now, she's got enough going on Courtney! God, she wont even come out of her room, or eat. I mean, she'll think that it was me who shot him," Jason said in kind of a half-yell. He didnt want her to know that Alex was dead yet.
"Jason, I am her mother! You dont get to decide all the time what is best for her! I have a say in this too, and I say that I am going up there right now and im going to tell her that her rapist is dead!" Courtney said as she turned and stormed up the stairs. Jason sighed as he picked up his leather jacket and walked out of PH2, he had some things to discuss with someone.....
Emma had taken the news rather well. Courtney thought that she would be in shock, or at least show some emotion to what she had just been informed of. But it seemed like she didnt care. Courtney had left her daughter's room after Emma had told her that she was tired. She was so worried about their daughter, and about her husband. Jason wasnt taking Emma's "hibernation" too well. She had tried to explain to him that she needed time. But Jason didnt seem to think so. He voiced his opinion to her one night while they were laying in bed. He had said that he thinks that she is hiding something, something she doesnt want us to know. Courtney had spent the night wondering what it could be. Maybe she thought that they thought she was dirty... she didnt know what was making Emma stay secluded in her room. Family is what she needs right now, she needs her mother and her father, together, in the same room, telling her they loved her. Courtney came to this conclusion and ran out the door, in search of Jason. But she knew exactly who her husband went to see... the one, the only, Ric Lansing.
"Jason, how can I help you?" Ric asked as Jason pushed him back into his, Ric's, office and slammed the door behind him.
"Your son raped my daughter Ric, you know this," Jason said as he advanced on him. "Im sick of it Ric. Im sick of letting your "family" hurt mine. Emma wont come out of her room, she wont eat. Ric, you did this to her. And now you have to die."
"My son is dead Jason. You murdered him didnt you? You killed a boy, a boy who made a mistake. Did you know he loved her? He would have done anything for her. Died for her even. Did you even ask your precious Emma if the sex was consensual? No, no of course you didnt. Jason Morgan's daughter walks on water, she can do no harm. Sorry I must have forgot. You killed my son Jason, it should be me who kills you. So where'd ya dump his body Jase? Huh? The harbor, an alley?" Ric asked as he turned to walk around his desk and pulled out a videotape.
"Dont, dont push me Ric! You know that your son raped my daughter! It wasnt consensual! Dont kid yourself, and do not, do NOT, speak my daughter's name ever again," Jason warned Ric as he pulled out his gun. Jason no longer cared if he went to jail. The satisfaction of killing the bastard who put his wife and daughter in pain would be worth going to jail. He turned as the door opened, he quickly dropped his gun to his side when he saw who entered...Courtney.
"Oh come on Jason, not this again," Courtney whined as she walked over to his side and held her hand out for the gun. Jason looked at her questioningly. How did she know where he went? But that doesnt matter, she needs to leave. Ric needs to die once and for all.
"Courtney why arent you home with Emma? Wh-what if she needs one of us?" Jason asked as he aimed his gun back at Ric, who was slowly making his way to the door. "Dont move."
"Why arent you at home with her?" Courtney asked, completely ignoring Ric.
"Because I have to take care of this bastard once and for all Courtney! Dont you want him dead?" Jason asked.
"Of course I do! But Emma needs you! God Jason, I need you!" Courtney yelled.
"Look, I just- I need to do this okay?" Jason pleaded. He looked into her eyes and silently begged her to go. Not that she believed she would. But to his surprise, she reached up, kissed him on the cheek, and turned to walk out of the office, closing the door softly behind her. Jason looked after his wife, bewildered.
"Well, now that your lovely wife has so graciously left us, I have something to show you," Ric said as he walked over to the VCR and popped in the tape he was holding.
"What is this Ric? I dont have time..."
"Jason, i know that you didnt kill Alex. You see, I had cameras installed in his room when he was born. He's Zander's flesh and blood, so I didnt trust him. As you know, he was murdered in his room, shot in the temple to be exact," Ric explained as he pressed play.
Jason watched the tape in awe. Josh was going against his father, to save his, Jason's, daughter.
"Why are you showing me this Ric?" Jason asked after the tape stopped.
"Because, I want you to know that Im thankful that your daughter's boyfriend killed him. I despised Alex. Im only keeping the investigation going because of Elizabeth," Ric said. "And honestly, I feel bad for you. How you must feel having your daughter think of you as a killer..."
Jason knew what Ric was saying was far from the truth, but nevertheless, he turned and ran out the door, hoping to catch his wife before she got home.
"Aunt Carly? Are you here?" Emma asked as she walked into PH4. Her parents were out, doing God knows what, and she knew her uncle was working, and that Morgan was at school. She had been excused from school for the week.
"Hey sweetheart," Carly said as she came down the stairs and embraced her niece. "Where's your Dad? I havent seen him all day."
"Out," was all Emma said.
"I see, well is there anything you need?" Carly asked, not sure if she wanted to talk about the rape yet.
"I need your help," Emma said as tears began to slide down her cheeks.
"What's going on honey?" Carly asked as she took Emma's hand and sat them down on the couch. Carly felt for her best friend's daughter. She knew what it felt like to think you were dirty....
"You thought Ric raped you right?" Emma asked.
"Right," Carly replied.
"You, you were pregnant?"
"With Morgan yes," Carly explained, wondering what her being pregnant had to do with this....
"Im late," Emma cried into her aunt's chest. Carly held her tight, and rocked her back and forth.
"Did you tell Courtney or Jason?" Carly asked, trying to be as gentle as possible, but there were questions that needed to be answered.
"How can I Aunt Carly?" Emma sobbed, how was she supposed to tell her parents that she was pregnant, with a child she concieved because she was raped?
"They love you more than anything. They wont disown you, or hate you or think that you're dirty. They'll help you," Carly said, trying to offer some comfort.
"Could you imagine the look on my Dad's face?" Emma bawled.
"Alright, so you're late. Any morning sickness, dizzy spells, nausia?" Carly asked, they needed to be sure before jumping to conclusions.
"All of the above," Emma told her aunt. Her thoughts went back to Josh... he would leave her for sure.
"Oh," Carly sighed. Her niece was pregnant...she was barely 15.
"Please dont tell Mom and Dad, please," Emma begged. Carly promised she wouldnt tell, that she would let Emma do it.
"Come on, we're going to GH," Carly said as she took her niece's trembling hand and led her out the door, both of them praying to God that she wasnt pregnant.
"Courtney are you here?" Jason yelled as he walked into PH2.
"In the kitchen," Courtney yelled back, as her voice broke. Jason could hear the pain in her tone and he immediately knew that she was crying. He walked over to her and looked her in the eyes.
"You okay?" Jason asked as he wrapped his arms around her, she was shaking.
"N-no," Courtney choked out.
"What's going on?" Jason asked, beginning to get nervous.
"I miss her Jason. She's not the same bright, sparkling, glamorous little girl anymore," Courtney cried.
"How could she be the same? She just went through something that no one should ever have to experience. Remember the miscarriage? Well, I guess it must be something like that for her. It took you some time to get past it, it took me some time to get past it, but we did. And look what we have now, 17 years of happily married life, and a beautiful daughter, who will get past this. And she'll come out the other side, stronger than she was when she went in," Jason said as he rested his head on top of his wife's. She was still shaking and sobbing.
"She's not in her bed," Courtney said as she turned around and began to dry the dishes.
"Where is she?" Jason asked as he turned her back around. "And stop cleaning everything."
"I dont know," Courtney bawled again. Jason took her into his arms and rocked his wife back and forth. She probably went to go and visit Morgan or something... a walk maybe....
"Miss Morgan? I have the results of your pregnancy test," Dr. Meadows said as she walked in, holding a folder.
"Am I pregnant Dr. Meadows?" Emma asked, scared to death of what was going to confirm what she already knew in her heart was true. She was thankful that her aunt was there to hold her hand....
"Miss Morgan you are...."