Explanation: This chapter has been edited to conform with the new guidelines concerning sexual situations. I think I edited it enough that it gets the point across without being what is considered breaking the rules. This chapter was hard to edit, because I was working in a song, as well as something else during the lovemaking. But oh well… For those who'd like to read the chapter as it was originally written and intended to be read drop me a line stephanie22304@yahoo.com and I'll send it to you.
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What If…
Chapter 19
~No Name~
"Is she okay?" Sonny asked Jason while they waited by the door for the limo to be brought up to them.
Jason studied Rory, "She will be, we just need to talk."
"Good luck."
"Why does Jason need good luck?" Rory asked walking over to the men.
"Because he is riding home with you, and I know how you drive." Sonny said with a smile.
"It seems to me that my driving saved your ass, so I wouldn't be making fun of it." Rory retorted.
"What the hell do you mean?" Carly asked, walking up behind the trio.
Rory grimaced, "Sorry." She said quietly.
Sonny just shook his head, he knew that Carly was going to be all over him after that remark.
"Well Sonny, thanks for dinner." Rory said with a smile kissing his cheek, before turning to face Carly, "Blondie it's been a pleasure like always."
"I'm glad one of us enjoyed is shorty," Carly said with a grin. "Bye Jase, talk to you soon," she said giving him a hug. "Bring up the penthouse, and I'll help you out," she murmured in his ear.
Jason pulled back in surprise, "Thanks Carly, Sonny." He nodded his head in Sonny's direction and then took Rory's hand and led her to their car.
"Shall we?" Sonny said gesturing to the open door of the limo.
"In a minute." Carly said facing him, "first tell me what she meant."
"Carly it was nothing."
"Don't lie to me Sonny, I'm not asking for trade secrets here I just want to know what Rory meant." She said taking his arm.
"It was business Carly, leave it alone." He said with a sigh.
"Bull, you don't include women in your business, except of course for your mouthpiece. So spill it. I'm not going to let this go." She said crossing her arms, and glaring at him.
"I'll tell you this much, and only this," Sonny began quietly, "last December she saved my life and Jason's life."
Her eyes widened, "Are you okay?"
"Yes, Carly it was months ago let's go home."
She moved into the car slowly, "How?"
"Carly don't make me regret telling you, I only told you so you can understand one of the reasons that I like her so much is because she brought me back to you." He said, pressing a kiss in her hand.
"Okay I'm grateful to her then," She answered quietly hugging him, she had almost lost him and she never even knew it. "But this doesn't mean that I like her."
He laughed, "Yes you do."
She pulled back to glare at him.
"You two like going at each other to much for you not too."
"Sonny you have had too much to drink." Carly said grumpily.
~Docks~
Lucky looked out over the water and blew on his hands as he felt the cool breeze coming off the water. Spring was coming late to Port Charles but it was coming.
"Spencer."
Lucky turned around and looked at the man approaching him, "Hey Sal, how did it go?"
"It went." Sal said disgustedly, "Why did you want to do that to her?"
"I have my reasons." Lucky replied easily continuing on when he saw Sal's glare, "Look I'll hack into those records tomorrow and fix everything alright? Now tell me how did she react?"
"She got scared and upset."
Sorry Elizabeth but it is for your own good, Lucky thought shoving his hands in his pockets, "Anything else?"
"Well there was one thing a little strange, she ordered a raspberry tart for desert, but she never even touched it."
Lucky grinned, "That's because she is allergic."
"Then why would she, oh forget it, change those records and were square," Sal ordered and moved away.
"I will Sal, and thanks again." Lucky called before facing the water again.
"Soon Elizabeth, we will be back together like we belong." Lucky said.
"What the hell do you mean by that Cowboy?"
~Jakes~
"So you know Uncle Gabe, he was lying there milking it for all it was worth, the man never even fell down and to hear him tell it, he broke every bone in his body." Rory said entering the bar, "I am amazed at the stuff that man gets away with. You want to play?" She asked pausing by the pool table.
"No," Jason answered catching her hand to pull her to the stairs.
"Jason let me say hi to Jake."
"Later." He stepped up the stairs, pushing her before him.
"You know I think I like your Mount Rushmore imitation better than this he-man one," Rory grumbled walking down the landing, "If I want to talk to someone it's not your job to say I can't, you're not the boss of me."
He opened the door and switched on the light, before letting her precede him into the room. He was only half listening to her, she hadn't stopped talking since they had left the No Name and yet she hadn't said a word.
"I am glad we found that Western Union, that way I could send Gabe the money, at least now I know he'll still have a roof over his head. I sent it to Mrs. O'Reilly, do you remember her?" Rory asked flinging her coat on the chair to pace the room.
"Anyway she will pay the rent, then give what's left to Gabe, kind of like an allowance." She paused with a smile, Gabe was not going to like that, "I know you think I need to cut the strings and let Gabe grow up on his own, but it's hard, I'm used to taking care of him."
He pushed away from the door and moved closer to her when she made another circuit of the room, tripping slightly over her suitcase.
"Damn, I forgot to take these bags back down, this room is so packed, maybe we should get a bigger place, maybe we could take the room next door and use it…"
He reached out and caught her arm stopping her; he bent down slightly and kissed her swallowing her words with his mouth. She wrapped her arms around his neck and stood on tiptoe to press herself against him, their tongues met, clashed, and mated.
She brought her hands down from his neck, still leaning against him, and pushed at his jacket to ease it off his shoulders. He let go of her long enough to let the coat hit the floor before burying his hands in her hair. Reluctantly he pulled away and rested his brow on hers.
"Jason?" Rory asked slowly.
"Talk to me." He said softly, his blue eyes locked on hers.
She pulled out of his arms, "Jason all I've been doing is talking you're the one who went into your block of concrete routine."
He put his finger over hip lips silencing her, "Talk to me, please, I can't help you until I know what's wrong."
"There's nothing wrong." She averted her eyes from his probing gaze.
"Don't lie to me."
She turned away from him and walked to the window, she stared out into the night for a long time, aware of his gaze while he let her think. He always gave her time to think, she shook her head, what exactly did she give him?
"Rory."
"Take me for a ride." They both spoke at the same time.
He sighed, "Running away won't help."
"I'm not running." She snapped.
"Then talk to me."
"I just want some more time."
"Why?"
"Because telling you makes it real, don't you know nothing is real to me until I tell you." Her eyes widened at the words, God when would she learn to think before she spoke, with a groan she turned to look out the window.
He studied her drooped shoulders before walking up behind her, "Where do you want to go?"
Relieved she turned to him, "Anywhere, as long as I am with you and we go fast."
He traced a finger down her cheek rubbing hit lightly over her lips, "Go change."
Rory smiled and hurried past him to get her clothes.
Jason leaned against the window for a minute, before moving to change as well, he could be patient, she would tell him.
~L&B~
"Emily."
"Fine I get it, you're sorry, let's just forget it happened," Emily said striving to sound casual but it came out sharply.
"I shouldn't have kissed you, I am so…"
"Well why did you?" She cut him off, she couldn't stand to hear him apologize for the most passionate moment of her life.
"I… you made me mad," Nikolas said finally, how was he supposed to answer that? Should he tell her the truth that he had thought about kissing her for months, that he had dreamed about it at night, and that he had thought of nothing else since he held her in his arms this afternoon?
"So you kissed me because you were mad? Remind me not to be around you when you're happy." She said getting to her feet.
"I didn't mean it like that." He said rising as well.
"Look let's chalk it up to Midnight Madness and let it go, in fact why don't we just forget this night ever happened." She grabbed her coat and headed for the door.
He crossed his arms over his chest and watched her she wasn't going anywhere.
She turned the doorknob but the door refused to budge. She tugged on it again, terrific she thought with a groan, "Nikolas unlock this door."
"No."
Emily turned surprised, "I'm not kidding, let me out, I want to go home."
"No. Not until you tell me what is going on with you."
"Not this again." She dropped her coat and glared at him, "I had a bad night, sue me."
"This was more than a bad night." He countered.
"Sorry your highness, sometimes us peasants have a rough go of it, obviously I shouldn't have bothered you with it." She said nastily, maybe if she pissed him off enough he would let her out.
He moved over to sit on the arm of a chair and studied her, "It won't work Em."
"What won't work?"
"Trying to pick a fight with me." She flushed and shifted on the stairs, "You're not leaving until you talk to me."
"Oh ordering me around again? You better be careful you didn't like what happened last time you tried that." She retorted with a sneer.
"I never said I didn't like it."
"No you just apologized." Emily brushed past him moving to the desk.
"Emily quit trying to distract me, and tell me what made you so upset tonight." He said avoiding the topic of their kiss.
Emily leaned against the desk and kept her back to him. If she told him she would depend on him even more, tonight had proven something to herself that she had been trying to deny for months, that she had never gotten over her feelings for him. She couldn't set herself up for even more pain by leaning on him any further.
"Emily," Nikolas pleaded softly, "talk to me."
"I can't, I depend on you too much as it is, I just can't do that anymore."
He stood and began to move to her, he reached out his hand to touch her shoulder before stopping it's motion inches from her, he couldn't lose her, "If this is about earlier I promise I will never let it happen again."
She bit her lip and her eyes filled what if she wanted it to happen again?
"You are my best friend and I need you in my life, please tell me I didn't lose you." He took another step towards her.
She heard the pain in his voice and knew she wouldn't be able to refuse him no matter what it cost her, "The best friend role is now and will always be played by Emily Quartermaine." She whispered bitterly.
"What?"
"You didn't lose me Nikolas." She said finally turning to face him, "I'm just all over the place tonight and I guess I brought you along for the ride." She finished with a disappointed sigh.
He smiled and backed away in relief, he could do this, he could bury these feelings he was having for her and just be her friend. He was not going to lose her friendship, just because he wanted more from her. "Good," he said finally, but he couldn't help feeling disappointed.
He took another step back and glanced down as he heard the crinkle of paper, "What's this?" He asked bending down to pick it up.
Her eyes widened and she flew across the room reaching for the paper, "It's mine," she said stopping before she touched his hand.
Nikolas noted the way she jerked to a halt so she wouldn't touch him and swallowed another oath, "So what is it?"
"It's nothing." She answered quickly, holding out her hand for the paper, she had to protect herself from her feelings for him, "Can I have it please?"
"Emily," He said torn, he knew it wasn't nothing, but he didn't want to just read it without her permission either.
She sat on the couch, "Go ahead you'll find out sooner or later," she said wearily pulling her feet up on the couch to rest her head on her knees.
He opened the paper, a biopsy appointment at the 5th Street Clinic in two days, He frowned puzzled until a horrible thought crossed his mind. "Are you sick?" He demanded sitting next to her on the couch.
"No it's not me, it's my mom, the cancer is back." Her words were muffled because her head was still buried in her knees.
"God, Em, I am so sorry." He said running his hand over her hair.
Emily felt the dam that had held the tears at bay, break at his touch, "Now do you understand?" She asked looking at him, the tears beginning to fall, "Do you see why I don't want to care anymore? I am so tired of caring and losing." She finished bitterly turning her head away from him again.
He reached out to her and pulled her into his arms, "I am so sorry Emily."
"Sorry is just a word, it doesn't mean anything, it doesn't do anything, it's just something you say when there's nothing left to say, God I hate that word." She said trying to pull out of his arms.
"No, let it out Emily, I am here and I am not going anywhere." He tightened his hold on her, "I promise I will always be here."
Emily resisted for another minute before turning into him, "You shouldn't lie to me Nikolas," she said softly before the tears began in earnest and she buried her face in his shoulder.
~Ruins~
Rory got off the bike, took off her helmet and placed it on the taillight before glancing around the clearing, "Where are we?"
Jason put his helmet on the handlebar and took her hand to lead her down a small incline, farther into the clearing, "On a road to nowhere."
She laughed and looked up at him, "That's poetic, I didn't know you had it in you Jason."
He tugged on her hand, "No I meant it, there used to be a house out here but it burned down a long time ago." He shrugged, "The owners turned it over to the state, all that's left is this road and a bridge over the gorge."
She stepped away peering in the distance, "Do you know where the house was?"
He nodded studying her she looked relaxed for the first time all night, "Yeah but they must have bulldozed the foundation or something. You can tell that the place was big, and it had a lot of gardens. There are a couple of old benches and some statutes they didn't take out."
"What kind of statutes?"
"Wow." Jason paused in surprise, "Well one is a girl and she is holding something and the other one is a horse."
"Will you show me?"
"Not tonight, I don't think I could find them in the dark."
She turned and looked around the clearing, "It sounds like it was beautiful, it feels so peaceful here." She spun around in a circle glancing up at the sky, "I wish I could draw, I would love to draw this place."
Jason watched her good mood evaporate her face fall as soon as she finished speaking.
"But I can't draw." She cried beginning to pace in front of him, "I can't not even a little bit, I never got better than a C in art class. So I will never ever draw this place." She whirled to face him, pointing a finger at him, the words tumbled out faster and faster, "But that doesn't matter I don't need to draw. I don't want to be able to draw. If I want to I'll take a picture of this damn place, what is so special about drawing anyway?"
"Rory calm down." He said pulling her into an embrace.
She pressed her head in his chest and took a deep breath, she couldn't keep doing this to him, she was not a whiner, "Sorry Jason."
"Don't tell me your sorry, tell me what is going on."
She turned in his arms so she was leaning against him she was actually relieved that she was finally able to tell him, "I ran into Lucky and I guess he shook me up more than I realized."
Lucky again, Jason thought, "Tell me."
"He wanted to explain why him and Elizabeth were connected. I don't know, I guess he wanted to give me a brief rundown of their relationship." She shivered, "He was trying to prove to me how destined they were to be together, because of everything they had already been through together."
Rory traced his hand her eyes took on a far off look as she remembered. "He had this photo album with him, sort of the life and times of Elizabeth Webber and Lucky Spencer. I can't thank you enough for showing me that picture of Elizabeth, at least I was a little prepared, otherwise that ambush would have been even rougher."
"I'm sorry." He murmured.
"For what? You didn't do anything."
"For not being there with you."
"Jason I don't think he would have done anything if you were there." She pulled out of his arms and began to walk, "No he specifically sought me out when I was alone. He played me pretty well too, he figured out I couldn't walk away from a dare."
His fists clenched he really didn't like the sound of that, maybe Sonny was right, maybe she did need a guard.
"What else did he say?"
"He told me how they met, that she always liked him but he was oblivious to her, until…" She swallowed hard before continuing, "Until he became her lifeline after she was raped."
"He told you about that?" Jason said appalled, he knew what had happened, Emily had told him when the blackmailing story had broken, but he couldn't believe Lucky would blindside her like that.
"Yeah."
"Are you okay?" He asked catching her arm and turning her to face him.
"It brought up some bad memories that's all." She shrugged trying to dismiss it.
"Damn Lucky." He said with an oath.
"Jason it's okay, I'm okay." She said quietly to calm him.
"Still he had no right telling you that."
"I know, I mean think about it Jason." She said looking up at him, "He is convinced that I am Elizabeth, so what does he do to try to convince me? He tells me about the single worse experience of her life, hoping it would trigger my memory. Why would anyone want to remember being raped and beaten? I just don't get what he was trying to prove."
She stepped away and moved over to a tree to run her hand over the damp bark, "I wasn't raped, Lester only attacked me, I got away and left him bleeding on the storeroom floor." She paused before looking at him again, "But if I were to wake up tomorrow and couldn't remember anything the last thing in the world I would want you to tell me about was the night that Lester the Molester attacked me in the storeroom."
"I don't know what Lucky was doing either, the Lucky I knew wasn't deliberately cruel, and to tell that to you, to any woman, without knowing their history is wrong." He agreed, at that moment he would like to get his hands on Lucky, not to mention going another round with Lester.
"That wasn't the worse part though." She said softly, "As I was sitting there listening to him talk, I realized that he never once said my name. He never even said her or she when he was talking about Elizabeth. He kept repeating Elizabeth's name over and over like he was trying to drill it into me, that when he said Elizabeth he meant me."
He sighed and walked over to her taking her hand, "Rory you need to stay away from him."
"Okay."
"I know you don't want to be told what to do, but you need to…" He stopped when her words penetrated, "What did you say?"
"I said I would stay away from him." He tightened her grip on his hand, and she looked up at him finally, "He scared me, maybe that isn't what an independent woman is supposed to say, but he did. I don't want to be alone with him anymore." She took a deep breath before telling him the part that had unnerved her the most. "The worst part is that he seemed to know things about me, things he couldn't have know, from our earlier meetings."
"What kind of things?"
"Like the fact that I can't clear my throat all the way, although now that I think about it I could have done that around him," she paused in reflection before shaking her head and going on, "he knew I was allergic to raspberries, Jason you didn't even know that." She stopped and studied him through her lashes trying to gauge his response. She wasn't going to tell him the rest if he was going to get mad about it.
Jason was quiet waiting for her to continue, he knew that something else had been said.
"He mentioned a scar on Elizabeth's finger that was like mine, but hey that's easy enough to make up, it's not like I can find her to find out for sure." Rory smiled weakly.
"What else?"
"He knew about my appendix scar, but again that doesn't prove anything, lot's of people have their appendix removed, and guess what the scar is always in the same place. So it's not so amazing that he knew where it was, but how did he know I even had one?" She asked Jason.
Jason kept still even though he was wondering the same thing, he knew that there was something else though, something that had spooked her enough that she felt the need to prove who she was. He also knew she was testing his reactions, before going on, He tucked his hands in his jacket pocket and waited.
"All of that could be explained away right? I mean I thought he bugged our room. You don't know how close I came to ripping up the walls, looking for a camera." She began pacing again, "But that wouldn't explain how he knew…" Her voice trailed off.
"Knew what?"
She brushed off his question and began to move again, she always thought better when she moved. "He also got a lot of things wrong. Elizabeth was in art school, I can't even trace things correctly, she chews on her bottom lip when she's nervous, and I do not. She also babbles and I so do not," Rory caught his raised eyebrow, "Alright so I babble but there are a lot of differences."
Jason stepped in front of her to stop her pacing, "Finish it Rory."
She took a deep breath, "He knew about my birthmark," she said quietly.
"What birthmark?" Jason asked puzzled, he knew her body as well as his own, she didn't have a birthmark.
"I-I had a birthmark that looked like a lightening bolt." She admitted.
"Where?"
"Where my tattoo is. He didn't know about my tattoo, but he knew about my birthmark. How did he know that Jason?" Rory asked desperately, her eyes brimming with tears, "I just don't know how he knew that."
He pulled her into his arms and rested his chin on her head, "We'll figure this out Rory."
"I'm not her Jason." She said pulling back from him, "I know who I am and I am not her."
He cupped her face in his hand, "I know," he said softly and kissed her, his lips a feathery caress on hers in an attempt to soothe her.
She closed her eyes and let herself drift into his embrace, she felt okay now, now that he knew. She felt safe, she felt at home, God she needed him so much.
~Docks~
Lucky turned to face his father, the familiar look of derision crossing his features.
"Answer me Cowboy," Luke said moving closer to his son, it hadn't been that long ago that he had found Lucky passed out in a car that was still running.
"Don't you get it man, I don't do what you say anymore, I haven't for years," Lucky answered.
"You're not planning anything stupid are you?"
"I'm a Spencer, what do you think?" Lucky asked putting his hands in his back pockets and studied his fallen idol.
"You are." Luke shook his head that damn Spencer stubbornness.
"Whatever, I'm gone." Lucky said with a shake of his head and started past Luke.
"I see you found yourself on the wrong end of a fist."
"And?" Lucky stopped and looked at Luke, "Is this the part where I throw myself at your feet and say please help me dad, I need your help? I don't thinks so."
"Lucky you can snap at me and push me away all you want, but at the end of the day I will still be your father, one of these days you are going to have to accept that." Luke said bringing his foot up to rest on a post.
"Well I can't fix an accident of biology, but as for the end of the day, just stay the hell out of my life," Lucky cried feeling the familiar anger his father awoke in him building.
"I will always be in your life, whether you're here or in Argentina, I will always be there in your face," Luke said pulling out a cigar, "Now what is this I hear about some girl named Rory?"
Lucky flew at Luke and shoved him back. Caught off balance Luke staggered back, his arms reaching out to hold Lucky at bay, when Lucky continued his advance, "You stay the hell away from her, you hear me? You go near her and I will kill you."
"Lucky calm down," Luke said pulling Lucky's hands from his shirt, he hadn't seen Lucky like this since Elizabeth had first died.
"No you stay away from her, I just found her again and I am not going to let you take her away from me again, not like you did last time." He pushed Luke away.
"Is this about Elizabeth?" Luke asked, "Lucky the explosion was an accident, the inspectors told you that, the paints next to the boiler, it was an awful accident. When are you going to realize that I did not kill Elizabeth?"
"Shut up, it's your fault she went back into the building to begin with," Lucky shook his head, "It doesn't matter, she's back and you stay the hell away from her."
"Lucky what are you talking about?" Luke studied Lucky he wasn't drunk but he was talking about Elizabeth like she was alive.
"You just stay away," Lucky ordered before he moved up the stairs and away from Luke, his hands were shaking the craving for a drink was intense. He pictured Elizabeth's face and took a deep breath to calm down.
"Well Rory, I don't know who you are, or what kind of game you are playing with my son, but you will regret it," Luke said picking up his cigar.
~Jakes~
Rory walked out of the bathroom, wearing his shirt and rubbing at her hair with a towel, "Guess we got caught in the rain after all."
Jason lay on the bed in his shorts and watched her rub lotion on her arms, she looked a lot more relaxed.
"You okay?" She asked when she crawled on the bed beside him and touched his face.
"Yes, how about you?"
"I'm fine except for my feet."
"What's wrong with your feet?" He asked glancing down at them.
"They hurt and it's all your fault."
"My fault?" He laughed, "Why?"
"Because your so damn tall!" Jason laughed again and Rory smacked his arm, "You're the one who took me to a fancy restaurant that I had to dress up for, and couldn't wear my boots. I had to wear heels, so I didn't look like a dwarf next to you."
He laughed shifting to the end of the bed, Rory sat up and leaned against the head board and watched him pick up her foot and begin to massage it, "Jesus," she said with a sigh.
"Since I contributed to your pain, I thought it only fitting I contribute to your relief." He said quietly, tracing his fingers over the sole of her foot applying some light pressure on her instep.
"God how much do I have to pay you never to stop doing that?" Rory asked huskily when he picked up her other foot and repeated the process.
"Well that depends, my services don't come cheap."
"Well I can't match $60 million but how about unlimited massages?" Rory asked opening her eyes to smile at him lazily.
"Sounds fair, as long as you stop blaming me for being too tall."
"You are too tall, just my luck I happen to like tall men."
He pulled on her foot, bringing her down on the bed, her shirt was caught underneath her and exposed the flat skin of her stomach. He slowly raised his hands up from her feet to run along her calves. He sat up between her legs and brushed a kiss on the inside of her knees, his mouth followed his hands up her legs.
He let his mouth trace the sensitive skin of her thigh, while his hands gripped her hips, and he slowly let his tongue trace his way up her. He pressed his kisses on her exposed pelvis and stomach his hands continued the exploration of her body.
"Jason." Her voice broke on his name when he kissed her breasts through the thin cotton material of her shirt.
He smiled at her before moving up closer letting his mouth trace a path from the base of her throat to her ear where he tormented her by nibbling on her ear before moving to trace her jaw line.
"Kiss me Jason," Rory demanded her eyes half closed in desire.
He outlined her lips with her tongue, when they parted he moved to nibble first on one side of her mouth then the other. She groaned and turned her head trying to catch his mouth.
He leaned on his elbows and looked down on her, she felt the weight of his whole body pressing into her, the heat between the two of them intense when he was nestled between her thighs. "It seems to me, that you are the perfect size for me." He said with a rakish grin, "At least like this."
Rory smiled, "So what am I supposed to do, spend the rest of my life lying underneath of you?"
"No." He said kissing her briefly, "I'll let you be on top sometimes."
She laughed running her hands down his back, "That's mighty big of you."
His eyes darkened and his face grew serious, "I'm serious, I want you in my life for…"
She leaned up and pressed her lips to his cutting off his words, she couldn't handle any more upheavals in her life, at least not tonight.
He had a brief thought of pulling away to force her to finish their conversation, but then he felt her tongue enter his mouth and all thought went out of his head.
Put your car keys down
You better stick around
You're the only one who'll get this done
Close and lock the door
Drop down to the floor
Forget the phone until you see the sun
She pushed on Jason and they rolled over so she was on top of him, their mouths never leaving each other. She broke the kiss then to move greedily over his skin, she sank her teeth in a nip on his neck, to mark him, as hers.
Baby it's alright
Cuz you know I'll make this fun
When you see the morning light,
Well we'll be right back where we started from
He jerked when he felt her teeth, his hand cupped the back of her head to bring it up to his mouth for another kiss. Their mouths met in a wild open mouthed kissed, the need kicked up between them.
Cuz this could take all night
It's a dirty low down job, when you do it right
You can turn it off, or you can leave it on
I don't care about the light
Baby this could take all night
Marin sat in his car and watched Jake lock the door and hurry to her truck. He ducked down as the lights flicked over his car when she pulled out of the lot. Sitting back up he peered up at the second floor window where the light was still burning. He'd give it another few minutes then he'd make his move.
Rory broke the kiss when his hands found their way under her shirt and reached up to cup her breasts. She moaned when his fingers flicked her nipples to tease them. She eased her body away from his probing hands, and lowered her mouth to his chest, she took a nipple in her mouth, teasing it with her tongue, Jason moaned at her touch. She smiled before moving her way over to the other nipple.
I hope your in good shape
Because you'll be working late
Don't watch the clock,
Don't try to stop this train
She kissed her way down his stomach, her tongue tracing the outline his abs made in his stomach, her hand slipped under the waistband of his shorts and she jerked on them to pull them off of him.
Just keep on going strong
Work it all night long
I'll make you glad,
It's in the stars your mine
Marin got out of the car, and opened the back door to remove his case before finally closing the door, he glanced up at the light coming from the room before moving to her car. He pulled a black electronic device out of his bag wrinkling his nose in disgust he dropped to the pavement and crawled under the hood to attach it to her car alarm.
Baby don't be afraid
A little work won't hurt you none
But just in case I'm wrong
You'll be smiling when they pronounce you dead.
Jason sat up and pulled on her head to bring her up so he could kiss her again, she broke the kiss and let out a sultry laugh when he ripped her shirt in his haste to get it off of her.
Marin sat up from the ground the alarm was bypassed he glanced around the deserted parking lot. Satisfied there was no one there, he popped the hood and bent over her engine.
Cuz this could take all night
It's a dirty low down job when you do it right
Jason rolled over grinding himself into her as his hand reached for the bedside table. She raked her nails over his ass and pulled him in closer her mouth closed again over his nipple. His hand went flailing on the table knocking things off it in his haste to find a condom.
You can turn it off or you can leave it on
I don't care about the light
Baby this could take all night
Marin's head jerked to the window when the light in the room went out. He waited a minute before going back to work.
Baby it's alright
Cuz you know I'll make this fun
When you see the morning light,
Well we'll be right back where we started from
Jason collapsed on her and her arms went around his waist holding him in place when he tried to move away.
"I'm crushing you."
"I don't care, stay," She whispered, "I need to feel you, I need the connection."
The moonlight coming in from the window caught her face and he could see the vulnerability there, he kissed her again, and laid on top of her, trying to take some of the weight on his arms, as he cocooned her with his body.
You can turn it off or you can leave it on
I don't care about the light
Baby this could take all night
Marin closed the hood and reactivated the alarm before moving to his car. He hated crawling around on the ground but he was the best, and that was what his employer wanted, the best. He glanced briefly up at the window, he hoped they were enjoying their last night.
Jason walked out of the bathroom and studied Rory, as she lay sprawled across the center of the bed. He glanced at the floor and saw the remains of her shirt, no his shirt, lying there.
He grinned and walked over to the chair and pulled out the shirt he had on earlier in the day, and brought it to the bed, and laid it on the floor, before crawling in bed next to Rory.
She mumbled and moved closer to him, he pulled her against him and she moved into her usual position, her head on his shoulder, her arm over his chest, and her leg thrust between his.
"Rory." He said softly.
"Hunm?" Came the unintelligible response.
"I love you."
Rory shifted, "love you Jason."
He smiled in the dark and closed his eyes.
~Kellys~
Lucky jerked upright in bed, the images of the fire still racing through his mind, her name still on his lips. With a groan he eased back on the bed, soon the hell of the past two years would only be a distant memory, as soon as she was back, the nightmares would stop.
Lucky crawled out of bed, his eyes falling on an empty beer bottle, after the confrontation with his dad he had slipped. He considered it a victory though, he had stopped at two beers, when everything inside of him screamed for more. He was going to be sober and stay that way. He didn't want Elizabeth coming back to a drunk, he thought as he headed for the bathroom, thinking about the next part of his plan.
~Jakes~
Jason eased himself out from underneath Rory and sat on the edge of the bed.
Rory moved into his position on the bed then kept moving, her arm went over the edge of the bed to search for something on the floor.
He watched her, her eyes were still shut, and there was a frown on her face, he knew she was more asleep than awake, he nudged the shirt over closer to her searching hand.
She pulled the shirt on the bed and sat up groggily letting the sheet fall and slipped into the shirt. She pulled the pillow to her chest and laid back down.
He had watched this morning ritual with interest for months now, she never remembered doing it. He always enjoyed the bafflement she showed when she wondered how she went to bed naked and woke up in his shirt.
"Why do you do that?" he asked softly.
"Cold when you leave." She turned on her side and snuggled deeper into the pillow, "smells like you."
"Oh," Jason said softly brushing her hair from her face before moving to the shower.
~L&B~
Nikolas eventually became aware of a car horn, that car is awfully close to the cottage he thought keeping his eyes closed. He moved slightly and felt a pain shoot up the back of his neck "What?"
He opened his eyes then, it took him a second to recognize L&B and another to realize that it was Emily lying on top of him and not Gia. He tilted his head to study her she looked so beautiful.
The memories washed over him, he had let her cry herself out in his arms, and then she had fallen asleep, she had looked so peaceful he hadn't wanted to wake her, he realized he must have fallen asleep as well. Sometime during the night he had eased them both down on the couch so he was lying flat on it with Emily on top of him.
She stirred and moved her head to another position on his shoulder, he felt her breath on his neck, "Nikolas." She murmured against him.
He ran his hand over her hair, and at his touch her eyes opened slightly and she raised her head to look at him, her sleepy brown eyes locked on his. The temptation to kiss her again was so strong, that his hand moved from her hair to her cheek, to draw her lips closer to his.
She jerked away from him when the shrill ringing of the phone sounded in the quiet office. Her confusion was evident when she looked down at herself and back at him.
"Emily I…" He said sitting up, only to stop as Gia's voice came over the answering machine.
"Nikolas, are you there?….Come on pick up, I'm sorry that we fought last night……I didn't know you were at the office until I saw your car as I went to a photo shoot, I thought you were meeting Emily or something. Look I'll make it up to you later lover. Bye."
Emily has pushed herself off the couch while listening to Gia's message, she had to get away from him, before she lost it completely. She looked for her coat, and saw it on the landing. She was pulling it on when she heard Gia tease him about her plans for the evening. "I need to go will you let me out now?" She asked huskily refusing to look at him.
He got up from the couch and went to her, he tried not to care that she shied away from him, so he wouldn't touch her when he went past her to unlock the door. His hand hovered over the doorknob, "Em."
"Nikolas I have to go, the Q's are going to kill me for staying out all night. As it is, I'm going to be late for class." She had to get away from him.
"I'll take you, just let me get my coat." He said walking back down the stairs.
Emily bolted out the door, "That's okay," she called over her shoulder, for once luck was on her side and the managed to hail a passing cab.
"Emily," Nikolas called after her, but it was to late she was gone.
~Jakes~
Rory was sitting up in bed when Jason came out of the bathroom, "Morning," he said quietly, she was not a morning person.
"Hey," Rory mumbled looking blearily around the room.
He sat beside her on the bed, "Are you okay?"
"I'm fine," she said with a groan, "no more Ivy routine I promise."
"Ivy?"
"You know clinging Ivy a.k.a. clinging girlfriend, I'm over that now," she said with a smile.
"I didn't mind." He took her hand.
"Well I did, don't worry I am feeling much better today, what is it about what a little fun does for your equilibrium?" She glanced at the broken lamp on the floor.
"I guess I owe Jake a new lamp, I got most of the glass, but be careful."
Rory yawned and nodded, "Jeez, what time is it?"
"About 9:00 there's a shipment coming in that I have to meet."
She groaned and dropped back to the bed, "That's inhuman."
He laughed and nuzzled her neck until she pushed him away, "I'll call you later."
She mumbled and pulled the pillow over her head.
"I'll leave some money for the lamp…"
"On the desk," was all she heard, before she heard the door shut.
She rolled over knowing it would be impossible to go back to sleep. She got out of bed and headed for the shower, she would have an early start to find records about herself. God that sounded weird.
Marin waited until he heard the pipes creak as the shower turned on before letting himself out the other room and crossing the hall to theirs. He popped the lock and was inside in less than 10 seconds. He glanced around the room before crossing to the desk, he pulled a piece of paper from his pocket and laid it on the desk, before reaching for the phone. He unscrewed the receiver and pulled out the bug, he had planted there, then he crossed over to the table next to the bed to get that bug too. He heard the shower click off in the other room and quickly headed for the door he would have to get it later.
Rory walked out of the bathroom and paused, she thought she saw the outer door close, her thoughts were distracted when the phone on the desk began to ring.
"Hello."
"Rory its Emily."
"Hey Em what's up?"
"I wanted to know if you wanted to get together."
"Sure when?" Rory said glancing at the desk, at the money and then the note.
"How about 11:00 at the docks by the warehouse."
"Sounds good, hey aren't you supposed to be in school?"
"No were having review sessions I'm just going to skip them."
Rory scanned the note, "Well it looks like I have to meet Jason, why don't we meet at 11:30 instead ok?"
"See you then."
Rory hung up the phone and paused for a minute why would Jason want to meet her there?
~Warehouse~
"Hey Dean," Jason said slapping the man on the back to get his attention, "Why don't you go outside and help Eddie?"
"Sure thing Jase," Dean said bushing by Jason and nearly knocking him over in the process, Jason shook his head, God Dean was big.
"Jason," Sonny called from the doorway.
"Hey Sonny," Jason said crossing to him, "everything was delivered fine."
"It better be," Sonny grumbled, "Benny just called and said he had stuff for you and an hour before the deadline, are you going to be here?"
"Yes the only thing I have to do is meet Lila for lunch." Jason said glad that Benny had gotten the results so quickly, "Damn I forgot."
"Forgot what?" Sonny asked.
"I forgot to tell Rory we were having lunch with Lila."
"Tell," Sonny asked with a grin, "I thought you didn't tell her things."
Jason glared at Sonny and went over to this jacket to get his cell.
~Docks~
Lucky stared at the warehouse, he had already spotted Jason's bike there, so he knew Rory was alone, now all he had to do was find her.
~Cliff Road~
Rory peered at her map and then glanced at the road, she wished she had paid more attention to how Jason had gotten to the ruins last night, but when she was on the bike with Jason she never paid attention to anything.
Her phone began to ring beside her, Rory took her hand off the wheel to grab it before it went to voicemail. "Hello."
"Rory."
"Hey Jason." She placed her phone between her ear and her shoulder and put her hand back on the wheel, her car was acting up today.
"I forgot to tell you about Lila."
"What about her?" Rory asked, shifting into 5th cresting a hill, she recognized the curvy road that lay before her.
"We're meeting her at 1:00 for lunch."
"What!"
"I'm sorry with everything that went on last night I forgot to mention it," Jason said leaning against some crates.
"Peachy," Rory mumbled her car picked up speed as she went around another curve, "look I am….st……ere……lk….on."
"Rory you're breaking up."
Rory cursed again, damn cell phone, oh well she was almost there anyway. She pressed the end button on her cell and threw it on the seat. She tapped on the brakes to slow down, and nothing happened. She pressed harder, and still nothing. This was not good she thought as the speedometer crept past 60.
~Warehouse~
Jason closed the phone and looked at it for a minute before putting back in his pocket.
"Problem?" Sonny called.
"No I lost her, she must be out of range," Jason took a step towards Sonny, when a sound above him caught his attention. He glanced up in time to see the rope snap that was moving the coffee bags over his head, sending the 20 lb bags crashing down on his head.
"Jason!" Sonny yelled when he saw Jason fall under the weight of the bags.
~Docks~
Lucky paused by the edge of the water and took one last look in the open doors of the warehouse, it looked like there was some sort of problem there. He sensed someone behind him a moment to late. His feet left the docks, when someone shoved him hard from behind, sending him into the cold murky water.
~Cliff Road~
Rory was getting desperate, her brakes and the emergency brake were out, and her gearshift was locked up so she was stuck in 5th gear. She couldn't even turn off the ignition.
She knew she was coming up to a sharp turn that she would never be able to make. She took a deep breath she really had no choice. She thought of Jason briefly, she wished she had told him she loved him.
"Shit!" She yelled hitting the kill switch hidden in the dash and yanking the wheel hard to the left sending the car in a spin.
~Docks~
Lucky surfaced coughing up the water he swallowed; he looked up in time to see a net descend over him. He pushed at the net, horrified to realize that it was weighted at the end and it began to sink pulling him with it under the murky water.
~Warehouse~
Sonny ran across the room, yelling orders, the men came running from everywhere, "Get these off of him." He yelled pulling at the bags.
"I found him," Dean said pulling off a bag and exposing Jason's face.
Sonny blanched when he looked at his unconscious friend, he was bleeding from the mouth and the forehead, this was not good.
~Cliff Road~
Marin got out of his car and cut through the underbrush to where Rory's car had landed on the edge of the ravine, her back wheels and trunk already over the edge. He could see her head resting against the steering wheel. Marin walked over to her and shoved her head back cutting off the horn as he checked her pulse.
"Maird!" he cried when he noticed mud on his new Mogli Bruna shoes. There were times when he truly hated his job, he thought pulling his handkerchief from his pocket to rub the mud off his shoe. He tossed the handkerchief inside the car, so it landed on Rory, and moved to the front of the car. There were also times when he loved his job he thought with a smile placing his gloved hands on the hood of the car and pushed against it, he didn't have to push hard, gravity took over, and the car slipped over the edge, and hurtled down into the ravine.
Satisfied Marin pulled out his phone and placed a call, "It's done." Was all he said before he hung up the phone and moved back to his car humming Fur Elise, he was hungry, killing always stimulated his appetite.
Song Credit: This Could Take All Night, by Amanda Marshall