Thanks for all the wonderful reviews, RunnerChickoltl, Kate, CrazyJay.
Sera: I totally agree (that's why I wrote it), and I don't believe Sonny will have the chance to yell at Courtney, again. Thanks.
Suze: Thanks a bunch. I don't know about perfect for those lines about Sonny never being grateful, but I'm glad you thought they were.
Enjoy.
P.S. This takes place three hours after last chapter.
After countless plates of pasta and garlic bread, Michael finally calmed down enough to the point where Courtney could convince him to take a shower.
She gave him some spare clothes that she had from Jason.
She sat on the sofa with Michael in her lap, his head resting on her shoulder.
"Aunt Courtney, I'm glad you're the one who found me," Michael confessed.
She smiled at him and kissed the crown of his head. Michael couldn't be a better kid.
"Would you mind if I slept in your bed? I feel really safe with you." Michael's soft voice touched her heart, and she abided to his wishes by carrying him to her bed and tucking him into it.
She stayed with him until he was asleep.
Then, she made more coffee as she picked up her cell phone.
Everything went as planned, but she wasn't supposed to want to keep him.
She dialed an all too familiar number. It was number one on her speed dial, but she knew the number so well that she could dial it just as fast.
She heard a husky voice on the other end, and her breath caught in her throat.
"Jason," she whispered in a small voice.
She didn't have much time to tell him what happened. In fact, she couldn't get a word out at all.
"Courtney, what were you thinking? You could have gotten yourself killed or worse even Michael. Did you ever think about.."
His voice kept going, but the banging on the door kept her from listening to it.
The last thing she heard was that they were all on their way over.
Who were they?
Who were coming?
She opened the door and found a nervous Carly. She grabbed Courtney hard and pulled her into a tight hug.
"Is he here?" Carly asked as tears trickled down her face, leaving a trail of unpainted skin with black marks.
"In the bedroom," Courtney said softly. Carly quickly went to her son and left Courtney awaiting her fate.
Courtney gulped down more of the coffee.
So much for shopping.
The door opened quickly as Jason, Sonny, and Sam appeared. "Great," Courtney thought, "more lectures."
"Courtney," Jason said quickly, "we have to get you out of the country,"
"No one's taking her anywhere without me." The Australian voice floated through the room as Jax entered, and Courtney felt herself cringe inside.
"Fine, Jax. Let's go." With Jason's words even more confusion clouded over Courtney's eyes. In seeing that Courtney was too shocked to fight back, Sonny went parading the loft looking for his son.
"What's going on?" Courtney asked obviously confused.
"I'll tell you on the plane," Jason responded quietly. He grabbed her upper arm gently and led her out of the building with Jax and Sam close behind. She noticed his gentleness with her. That was a good sign. Wasn't it?
He noticed her face. She was never a big make-up fan, but she was wearing more than normal but still not much. Instead of the natural colors over her eyes, she wore a darker olive green and black mascara and eye-liner.
She still managed to be the most beautiful person he's ever seen.
He just had to put his feelings aside for a couple of weeks until everything was straightened out.
He could do that.
Couldn't he?
Could she?
I know it was shorter, but I really wanted to give you something because you've been so awesome with reviewing. I'm sorry if it's confusing, butI promise to clear everything up. I hope you enjoyed.