Show: General Hospital
Title: Las Vidas de los Corinthos' II: Chapter 17
Disclaimer: See Chapter 1
A/N: In case you haven't been able to tell, along with very little time to write, I am battling a
severe case of writer's block – the result of the crap they disguise as GH on television now. The
only thing keeping me writing is your reviews, so don't be stingy – R&R people; it's what keeps us
writing.
*~*~*~*~*~*
The guilt eventually did set in, the moment she swung open her apartment door and met Daniel's
smiling face.
"Hey you," he greeted, stepping over the threshold and bringing her close to him to kiss her lips.
Liz angled her head, so his lips brushed her cheek instead and she stepped out his embrace,
heading further into the apartment.
Daniel frowned mildly and shut the door behind him. "What's wrong?" he asked.
Elizabeth sighed and turned back to him. "We need to talk."
"Uh oh. Those words never precede anything good," he said lightly.
"Seriously, Daniel."
Confusion furrowed his brow. "Ok. What about?"
"Us," she replied softly. "This *thing* we have going on between us… whatever it is."
"What about us or *it*?" he asked, coming to stand directly in front of her.
Elizabeth wrapped her arms around her middle. She didn't want to hurt him but, after what she
had shared with Jason this afternoon, she knew she couldn't go on pretending that what was
going on between them was anything beyond great sex.
"Just what is it that we have together?" Liz asked, locking his gaze with hers.
"Ok…" Daniel drawled. "I'm confused."
"I'm not."
Daniel frowned. "Well, enlighten me, please?"
"Nothing," she replied simply.
"Excuse me?"
"Well, not exactly *nothing*," she replied, getting a little flustered. "It has been ten days of
amazing sex and a darn good business relationship," she babbled, "but frankly, there's nothing
more. And… I don't want 'nothing', Daniel."
"So what are you saying, Elizabeth?" he asked. He kept his eyes on her, awaiting her reaction.
He somehow knew his ego was in for a bruising.
"I think you know what I'm saying, Daniel," she answered softly.
Daniel remained silent before nodding slowly. "Yeah, I do," he replied, clenching his jaw. "I hope
Morgan makes you happy."
"Daniel –"
"It's ok, Elizabeth." He turned around and headed for the door, where he exited closing the door
behind him quietly.
She felt like a cad.
*~*~*~*~*~*
Port Charles, 11:00 p.m.
The moment he stepped through the loft and locked eyes with Courtney sitting in the relative
darkness on the couch, he knew she knew something had gone on.
"I was kinda hoping I was wrong," she said, her voice cracking in mid-sentence. "But, I look into
your eyes now and I know that I wasn't."
"Courtney –" Jason began, for some reason trying to explain.
"No! There is *nothing* that you can say that can convince me otherwise, Jason!" Her sky blue
eyes glistened with unshed tears. "I can see it in your eyes."
Jason looked away.
"Tell me, where you with her today?"
"Court –"
"'Cause you were with her last night." Jason's eyes widened in surprise. "I could smell her on
you." Jason sobered, his eyes riveted to hers, the guilt snowballing as he watched her struggle to
keep herself together. "Who the hell was I kidding thinking I could ever truly come between you
and Elizabeth? No matter how much you tried to convince yourself, she was always first in your
book."
Jason shook his head, "No Courtney. That's not true."
"Shut up! Just shut up! I don't want any more of your lies, Jason," she sobbed. They were quiet
for a moment, the only sounds Courtney's crying. "Did you ever truly love me?" she asked, the
tears turning her cheeks ruddy.
Jason nodded slowly, the part of him that *did* love her wanting to reach out and crush her in his
arms. But the seed of doubt had been planted long ago when he had started whispering
Elizabeth's name in his sleep, and now, it had borne fruit.
Courtney keened, the fact that her love had not been enough making her heart break even
harder. "Get out," she whispered fiercely.
"Courtney –" he broke in for the third time.
"Get out! Get out!" she screamed. She yanked off her engagement ring and threw it with all her
might at him.
Jason saw the ring coming from a mile away and he could've stepped aside to avoid it but he
didn't. The rough filigree of the ring hit his cheek and sliced a cut on the smooth angular plane,
before falling and bouncing on the floor at his feet. He didn't flinch at the sharp pain; he just stood
there, staring at her break down.
"Didn't hear me, Morgan?" she shrieked, her blue eyes accusing. "Get away from me! Just leave
me the hell alone!"
He heeded her words and simply turned his back on her and left the loft. The instant the door
closed behind him Courtney slipped from her seating place folding, her aching body into the fetal
position, her sobs renting the air.
Why does love have to hurt so damn bad?
TBC…
A/N: Short but I know you Liason fans probably enjoyed – at least I hope so. Isn't it ironic that my
breakup scene happened on the same day Jason took off his wedding ring on the show
(2003/12/17)? Hey, I wonder, is it possible to petition for a particular scenario in Fan February? If
it is, I think we should petition for Liason all the way! Just a thought. R&R people.
Title: Las Vidas de los Corinthos' II: Chapter 17
Disclaimer: See Chapter 1
A/N: In case you haven't been able to tell, along with very little time to write, I am battling a
severe case of writer's block – the result of the crap they disguise as GH on television now. The
only thing keeping me writing is your reviews, so don't be stingy – R&R people; it's what keeps us
writing.
*~*~*~*~*~*
The guilt eventually did set in, the moment she swung open her apartment door and met Daniel's
smiling face.
"Hey you," he greeted, stepping over the threshold and bringing her close to him to kiss her lips.
Liz angled her head, so his lips brushed her cheek instead and she stepped out his embrace,
heading further into the apartment.
Daniel frowned mildly and shut the door behind him. "What's wrong?" he asked.
Elizabeth sighed and turned back to him. "We need to talk."
"Uh oh. Those words never precede anything good," he said lightly.
"Seriously, Daniel."
Confusion furrowed his brow. "Ok. What about?"
"Us," she replied softly. "This *thing* we have going on between us… whatever it is."
"What about us or *it*?" he asked, coming to stand directly in front of her.
Elizabeth wrapped her arms around her middle. She didn't want to hurt him but, after what she
had shared with Jason this afternoon, she knew she couldn't go on pretending that what was
going on between them was anything beyond great sex.
"Just what is it that we have together?" Liz asked, locking his gaze with hers.
"Ok…" Daniel drawled. "I'm confused."
"I'm not."
Daniel frowned. "Well, enlighten me, please?"
"Nothing," she replied simply.
"Excuse me?"
"Well, not exactly *nothing*," she replied, getting a little flustered. "It has been ten days of
amazing sex and a darn good business relationship," she babbled, "but frankly, there's nothing
more. And… I don't want 'nothing', Daniel."
"So what are you saying, Elizabeth?" he asked. He kept his eyes on her, awaiting her reaction.
He somehow knew his ego was in for a bruising.
"I think you know what I'm saying, Daniel," she answered softly.
Daniel remained silent before nodding slowly. "Yeah, I do," he replied, clenching his jaw. "I hope
Morgan makes you happy."
"Daniel –"
"It's ok, Elizabeth." He turned around and headed for the door, where he exited closing the door
behind him quietly.
She felt like a cad.
*~*~*~*~*~*
Port Charles, 11:00 p.m.
The moment he stepped through the loft and locked eyes with Courtney sitting in the relative
darkness on the couch, he knew she knew something had gone on.
"I was kinda hoping I was wrong," she said, her voice cracking in mid-sentence. "But, I look into
your eyes now and I know that I wasn't."
"Courtney –" Jason began, for some reason trying to explain.
"No! There is *nothing* that you can say that can convince me otherwise, Jason!" Her sky blue
eyes glistened with unshed tears. "I can see it in your eyes."
Jason looked away.
"Tell me, where you with her today?"
"Court –"
"'Cause you were with her last night." Jason's eyes widened in surprise. "I could smell her on
you." Jason sobered, his eyes riveted to hers, the guilt snowballing as he watched her struggle to
keep herself together. "Who the hell was I kidding thinking I could ever truly come between you
and Elizabeth? No matter how much you tried to convince yourself, she was always first in your
book."
Jason shook his head, "No Courtney. That's not true."
"Shut up! Just shut up! I don't want any more of your lies, Jason," she sobbed. They were quiet
for a moment, the only sounds Courtney's crying. "Did you ever truly love me?" she asked, the
tears turning her cheeks ruddy.
Jason nodded slowly, the part of him that *did* love her wanting to reach out and crush her in his
arms. But the seed of doubt had been planted long ago when he had started whispering
Elizabeth's name in his sleep, and now, it had borne fruit.
Courtney keened, the fact that her love had not been enough making her heart break even
harder. "Get out," she whispered fiercely.
"Courtney –" he broke in for the third time.
"Get out! Get out!" she screamed. She yanked off her engagement ring and threw it with all her
might at him.
Jason saw the ring coming from a mile away and he could've stepped aside to avoid it but he
didn't. The rough filigree of the ring hit his cheek and sliced a cut on the smooth angular plane,
before falling and bouncing on the floor at his feet. He didn't flinch at the sharp pain; he just stood
there, staring at her break down.
"Didn't hear me, Morgan?" she shrieked, her blue eyes accusing. "Get away from me! Just leave
me the hell alone!"
He heeded her words and simply turned his back on her and left the loft. The instant the door
closed behind him Courtney slipped from her seating place folding, her aching body into the fetal
position, her sobs renting the air.
Why does love have to hurt so damn bad?
TBC…
A/N: Short but I know you Liason fans probably enjoyed – at least I hope so. Isn't it ironic that my
breakup scene happened on the same day Jason took off his wedding ring on the show
(2003/12/17)? Hey, I wonder, is it possible to petition for a particular scenario in Fan February? If
it is, I think we should petition for Liason all the way! Just a thought. R&R people.
