Jason couldn't believe that he had to stay at the PCPD while his daughter was rushed to the ER. He knew that the cops hated him, but to not let him be with his child when she was sick? When she was pregnant? Jason knew that it was wrong and he detested the police for it. Courtney had gone with Emma to the hospital, she promised to come back and give Jason an update as soon as she got one. Jason was speculating on what was wrong with his daughter when his niece walked into the room, pale faced and crying. She looked so much like Carly at that moment. Jason was going to talk to her, but first she needed him to hold her. She needed someone to tell her that everything would be okay. He promised his niece as he wrapped his arms around her that everything would be okay. Jason had never lied to her before.
Welcome to the planet.
Welcome to existence.
Everyone's here.
Things were surreal to Courtney Morgan as she watched the doctors take away her unconscious child. Her unconscious pregnant child. Courtney was scared for Emma because as much as she didn't want Emma to be a mother right now, she didn't want her to lose her baby. Even though Emma wasn't thinking about having children when she got pregnant, she knew that losing a child wouldn't come as a relief to her daughter. It would come as a devastating blow to the heart, just as it had done to Courtney so many years ago.
Everybody's watching you now.
Everybody waits for you now.
What happens next?
Emma didn't know where she was. She saw her father and her mother holding each other, crying. She saw her uncle and her aunt and her best friend, crying together. Where was she? She didn't understand. All of a sudden she felt a jerk and saw her father alone in the hospital chapel. She walked up to him and touched his shoulder, but her hand went right through him. He was praying. Praying for her! "Please God; I know that I haven't been one to ask you for things or to go to church. I've sinned so many times. But Emma hasn't. She is the best thing that's ever happened to me. She changed my life, and I don't know how to live without her. Just please, get my daughter through this. Please. She needs to live. My wife, Courtney, she has already had to suffer the loss of a child. I don't want her to have to go through that again with our only daughter. Just, okay I'll make a deal with you, if you get my baby through this, I'll leave the mob. It'll be over, no more violence, no more putting my family in danger. It's done. Just please, it's not my daughter's time to go. I need her. Please don't take her from me." And Jason sobbed. Emma wanted so badly to say that she was there, she was still okay. She loved him, but she felt herself being jerked in another direction. This time, she saw her mother. And it was anything but pretty.
I dare you to move.
I dare you to move.
I dare you to lift yourself up off the floor.
Sonny was wringing his hands together. His daughter? Shoot three men? He honestly would never have believed she was capable of that. But the scared look in her eyes made him realize otherwise. Morgan had killed a man and shot two others to protect her cousin. He had to admire her bravery and loyalty, but now she had confessed. Jason would try to protect his niece, but there was only so much he could do without incriminating himself in the process. Jason had only admitted to killing Rivera and shooting the other two scumbags after Morgan had burst into the PCPD yelling that she did it. Jason would do anything to protect his family. Sonny knew that, but in order to really save his daughter, he needed to find someone else, with blonde hair and blue eyes, someone who looked like Morgan. And he needed Ric and Lorenzo to die.
I dare you to move.
Like today never happened.
Today never happened before.
Jason held Morgan as sobs racked her body. He rubbed her back and tried everything he could think of to calm her down. Nothing worked. He told her that she wasn't going to jail; he and Sonny wouldn't let her. She said she deserved to go to jail. She killed a man in cold blood. Jason said she did it to protect Emma. Morgan just nodded. Jason never loved Morgan as much as he did at that particular moment. He wanted word on his own daughter though. She had collapsed right into his arms after telling him she loved him.
Welcome to the fallout.
Welcome to existence.
The tension is here.
Courtney ran up to Monica as she and Alan came out of one of the curtained of fed rooms. Emma was okay. Courtney had never been happier in her life. The baby was okay. Another sigh of relief elicited from Courtney. She wanted to see her daughter, but first she had to go and tell her husband the good news. That their baby had pulled through once again.
The tension is here.
Between who you are and who you could be.
Between how it is and how it should be, yeah.
Emma ran over to where her mother was throwing things. They were at home. Emma watched as her mother downed a whole bottle of pills with some vodka. She cringed. Her mother wasn't a drunk! But she was acting like this because of her. It was hers, Emma's fault that her mother was in this state. If she had just been stronger... just then her father walked in. He took his wife into his arms and held her as she clung to him with every ounce of strength that she had. Emma witnessed this with tears falling down her face. She couldn't stand to see her parents in such pain, over her especially. She had to fight, she would beat this. Her eyes opened. Emma was in the hospital, connected to monitors and she saw her father. He was sitting on a chair next to her and holding her hand. Her mom was sleeping in a chair next to the door, mouth wide open. Emma had to stifle a laugh. She didn't want to wake up her mom. So she squeezed her father's hand. And then something else popped into her mind as her dad kissed her on the head. What had happened? Was her baby alright?
I dare you to move.
I dare you to move.
I dare you to lift yourself up off the floor.
Sonny went and found his daughter in the interrogation room that Jason had previously occupied before Emma had flat lined. Courtney had gotten a call on her cell phone saying that Emma's heart stopped, and there was no stopping Jason from leaving the PCPD. Morgan was crying. Sonny walked over to her and picked her up and sat her on his lap. He wanted her to understand that he loved her no matter what. That what she did didn't change anything. She was his baby that was what mattered. He would do anything to get her out of this. Anything.
Maybe redemption has stories to tell.
Maybe forgiveness is right where you fell.
Where can you run to escape from yourself?
Where you gonna go?
Salvation is here.
Jason felt the tug on his hand. His eyes shot open and he saw his daughter, smiling at him. It registered to him as one of the best moments in his life. He took her hand and kissed it, he whispered "I love you," and she gently closed her eyes again. She needed to rest. He knew that. Jason looked over at his wife. She had been a wreck. That didn't even describe it. He never wanted her to hurt like that again. Jason would make sure that no one, ever, got near the ones he loved again. Emma and Courtney topped that list. Anyone touched them, they were through. Jason was on a mission to get revenge. Starting with Alcazar and Ric. But that would wait till tomorrow. His little girl needed him right now. His wife needed him. Jason thanked God for the two of them as he walked over to Courtney and picked her up. She needed to go home and sleep in her own bed. Jason could tell she had lost weight and it scared him when he noticed how much. She wasn't eating. He kissed Courtney on the forehead as he carried her out of their daughter's hospital room and told her how much he loved her, and always would.
I dare you to move.
I dare you to move.
Song credit: Switchfoot. I dare you to move.