A/N Just to clear up any confusion, in the last chapter, Emma was between death and being alive. She was seeing Jason and Courtney, but couldn't talk to them... it wasn't her time to go so, she fought for her life. She lived. So did the baby. Courtney is losing weight... just to let you know.

"Jason? Where's Emma? Why aren't we at the hospital with her?" Courtney said as she shot up from their bed and eyed Jason as he walked over and sat down next to his wife.

"She woke up Courtney, she's okay," Jason smiled as he hugged his soul mate. He felt her exhale and remembered that he had to ask her something. "Are you hungry?"

"Not really, I'm too worried about you and Emma. Oh! How's her baby?" Courtney exclaimed, panic over coming her again.

"The baby's fine. Emma was sleeping when I left. I picked you up and brought you home. You were exhauseted. Look, you need to eat something," Jason insisted as he got up and motioned for Courtney to follow him downstairs. She got off the bed and walked in front of Jason, down the stairs and into the living room.

"I'm going to the hospital," Courtney said as she opened the closet door to get her jacket. She felt her husband's hand on her shoulder, and turned to face him.

"Could you just eat something with me please, before you go. I'm really not in to the food they have at the PCPD," Jason said as he tried to make light of the serious conversation. He ran his hand through her soft, blonde hair and watched her smile.

"When I get back, I promise I'll make dinner for you okay?" The smile fell off Jason's face.

"I told Mac that I would be back to the PCPD before 10. Will we be back by then?" Jason asked.

"Are you coming with me?" Courtney asked her husband. She didn't know why he was so insistent on her eating...

"Of course I'm coming with you! I'm going back to jail tonight! I need to see Emma as much as you do!" Jason said as he turned towards the desk and started shuffling papers around. He was scared for his wife. If she kept going on without eating she would faint or pass out, or maybe something worse. And to make matters worse, Emma was sick and he had to go to jail until his bail hearing in the morning.

Courtney was shocked by the sudden change in her husband's mood. She didn't know what was going on with him, besides the obvious. Jason had a ton to worry about, he had a ton to lose, but to yell at her of all people? Something else was going on with him.

"What's going on? Jason? Don't shut me out!" Courtney said, raising her voice at the silence she got for an answer. "You know what? Sometimes you're impossible! I understand that you're worried and scared. Do you think that I'm not? I- I just don't know how to get through to you right now!" Courtney yelled to Jason's back, because he still wasn't facing her. "Fine, I'll be sure to tell our daughter that you couldn't make it because you got into a fight with me! Get over yourself Jason Morgan!" Courtney choked out as she found tears swelling in her eyes, threatening to spill over. Jason turned to face her at that last statement, he saw her tears. How could he have done that to her? She was going through so much, and he, her own husband, wouldn't talk to her? He was disgusted with himself.

"Look, hey, don't cry okay? I'm sorry. I'm just worried about you. About Emma, and about Morgan and this whole jail thing. Please don't cry baby, I'm sorry," Jason said as he took Courtney into his arms. He felt her hot tears on his chest and heard her whisper,

"Why are you worried about me?"

"You're going through so much Courtney. And I know that you're not eating, I could tell when I picked you up this afternoon and carried you home. You weigh a lot less than you used to," Jason whispered back into her hair.

"I started a new diet, I'm glad you noticed."