A/N: Things are really hectic due to the end of the semester. Next week is my last week and I will likely not update until the week is over. But this story will be finished. I already have the entire story planned out so it will be updated regularly. Thank you for your patience and your reviews thus far. I'm glad that you are enjoying the story:)

Jason had been bold enough to follow her, but once inside the confines of the elevator he froze. Sure, they weren't exactly as close as they had been. But he still cared about her and considered her a friend. He knew from experience that saying goodbye to Elizabeth was not an easy task.

"Eliza-" He started, but stopped when the lights flickered in the elevator.

Their eyes met and just as he was about to continue, the elevator jerked roughly and the lights went out completely. Without thinking, he reached out for her to steady her. In the darkened elevator Cameron was roused from sleep and started crying. He listened to her whisper reassurances to the little boy. When the emergency lights finally came on, Jason had his arms protectively around Elizabeth's waist. Their eyes met for the briefest of moments and then he let his arms fall away.

"T-thanks," She muttered, catching his eyes, while gently bouncing Cameron in her arms.

His eyes darted away from hers and looked towards the emergency phone panel. Stuck on top of it was a taped note that read: "Out of Order". He fished into his pocket for his cell phone and pulled it out.

"It won't work," She began, interrupting his thoughts, "You won't get a signal in here."

He sighed and put the phone back in his pocket. Elizabeth had gotten Cameron to calm down very quickly and the little boy was now settled against her left shoulder. As if having the foresight to know that they would be there a while, Elizabeth settled down in the corner of the elevator.

Feeling awkward standing up, Jason followed suit and settled against the opposite wall. He quickly found himself just watching Elizabeth with Cameron. He did not know how long he had been watching her when he realized that she had started to watch him.

Their eyes met and she smiled, albeit awkwardly.

"Guess I won't be going home before my shift." Elizabeth muttered, in an attempt to make conversation.

"We won't be stuck that long." Jason offered, matter-of-factly, as if this kind of situation happened to him all the time. He said it more out of an attempt to reassure her rather than having previous knowledge of a similar situation.

She smiled slightly at the realization of what he was doing but he did not catch it. She attempted to focus her attention back on her son who was comfortably settled against her shoulder.

"I heard about Lucky," He began, and waited for their eyes to meet before continuing, "I'm sorry."

He had imagined that Lucky being in the hospital might be the thing that was bothering her. He hoped that maybe she would open up to him, seeing as it appeared as though they might have some time to kill. As well as, for the simple fact, that he liked listening to what she had to say, even if it was a bunch of nothing. But judging by the way she had been acting, he knew it was something.

"Thanks," She began, knowing full well that Lucky was not Jason's favorite person.

"I wanted to scrub in, to help and they said that I couldn't—I was too involved, to attached, but to see him lying there…" She started to ramble, her eyes focused on some spot on the wall behind him.

She let out a defeated sigh, "God, how could I have been so stupid?"

Her words caught him off guard. He knew that Elizabeth did not take unnecessary risks. She had always been concerned about those she cared about even when they weren't on speaking terms. And with a child now, he knew that she had likely become more careful and responsible. He couldn't imagine, in whatever situation her, Lucky, Luke, and Skye had gotten into with Helena that she could have somehow caused what happened to Lucky.

Without hesitation Jason offered, "Whatever happened was not your fault—"

She chose to meet his eyes, surprised by his words. Before realizing that she had done it, she continued talking, "Not with Helena today, but with Lucky—"

He considered her words for a moment, "I don't understand."

"I'm pregnant—" She blurted out without meeting his eyes, "It hasn't been confirmed yet but I'm pretty sure."

She finally met his eyes to gauge his reaction. He was shocked more than anything. Of all the things he thought she'd say, that particular statement had been at the bottom of the list. When he did not say anything, her eyes drifted to her son who still lay tucked against her shoulder.

"Ironic, isn't it?"

She smiled slightly to herself, a memory of a long forgotten night on her mind, "I told you that night at Jake's, when Lucky was gone, that I wished I had been pregnant," She let out a sound that could have been a laugh before continuing, "I guess someone upstairs is listening, just a few years too late."

"Hey," He began, getting her attention," Lucky will get through this, Elizabeth." He said, figuring it was all he could do for her.

"If something happens to him—God, I'm having enough trouble with Cameron," She paused, "I just can't—" She stopped abruptly, turning away from him.

With a free hand she wiped at her eyes and took a breath to calm herself before continuing, "It was a mistake—I was lonely, he's in love with his brother's wife, and it just happened. And if—I just can't do this all alone."

Jason froze at the mention of Lucky being in love with Emily. When had that happened?

Before he had a chance to get a word in edgewise, she continued, "I hardly spend enough time with Cameron as it is, with this job and school. And I promised myself that when I became a parent that I wouldn't do this. My parents were never there for me and I don't want to do that with Cameron. And he's already gonna miss out because Zander isn't around…"

At the mention of Zander a familiar feeling crept up on Jason. It was easier to ignore that Zander was Cameron's father because Zander was not around. But just knowing that he had been with Elizabeth—a memory of which was still etched in his subconscious—brought all those feelings back. How could he be jealous of someone when they were dead?

He figured the best course of action would be to ignore her mention of Zander entirely, that way he would likely avoid conflict. But before he could even open his mouth to speak, she started up again.

"Its bad enough that I'll have to explain to him someday that Zander went down in a police shoot out…" She said without bitterness; her voice was laced with sadness and regret.

Jason sighed, realizing he wouldn't be escaping the Zander topic as easily as he would have liked. But listening to what she was saying, and how her voice trembled slightly, he couldn't help but set aside his feelings of jealousy.

With her eyes trained on a sleeping Cameron she adds, barely above a whisper, "I just keep thinking that maybe if I had done something differently that he would be here and Cameron would get to know his father…"

It was then that she chose to meet his eyes. She had half-expected him to say something about Zander. A shadow of a smile graced her lips at the fact that he hadn't. He noticed, and accepted it for what it was, a silent thank-you.

"I-I don't know, maybe if I hadn't been so insistent with him to sign the papers…" She offered with a hint of regret.

"Don't," He interrupted, getting her to meet his eyes again, "It won't change anything."

"I know," She paused, realizing how much she had been talking, "You don't need to hear all of this—"

He smiled playfully, "I-I don't mind. I like listening."

She couldn't help but smile, "I hadn't forgotten," She paused, "I just know that Zander wasn't your favor—"

"It doesn't matter now, Elizabeth," He interrupted, "You cared about him."

This time she smiled widely, "Thank you," She paused, and then added, "It's funny, I think that if I hadn't, well, if things hadn't happened how they did that you and Zander might have been friends."

This, he rose an eyebrow to. Learned to tolerate the guy, maybe. But to be friends with him? That was an entirely different story.

She smiled at his reaction and explained, "Its just that you and I got along so well and Zander and I were a lot alike."

He did not say anything. He did not have to because she could read his expression.

"I'm serious," She began, answering a question he had yet to ask, "We both grew up with parents who essentially abandoned us, we both had an older sibling we couldn't live up to, and we both had to go through a lot when we were younger…"

He listened and could see that she had found a kindred spirit in Zander. It was easier now to see why she had run to him at times of crisis. It made the twinge of jealousy he was feeling die down a little.

"…although, he had a little more courage then I did…"

"Elizabeth, you aren't giving yourself enough credit," He interrupted, "Y-you are one of the strongest people that I know."

The words came out of his mouth without hesitation.

He caught her smile again and he could not help but smile himself.

Cameron shifted against her and her gaze left Jason's and drifted to her son. Her smile slowly faded and he swore he could see the hint of tears in her eyes.

"I'm so scared, Jason—" She admitted barely above a whisper, "Even living with my Gram and not paying rent, I'm barely scrapping by…I can't…" She stopped, caught off guard by Jason moving closer to her in the elevator.

"Elizabeth, when we get out of here, I want you to go to Sonny and ask him to give you the money in my accounts—"

"Jason," She interrupted, "I didn't mean--I never could pay you—I can't."

"Let me help you, Elizabeth, I don't need the money—"

It was then that she realized that he had asked her to go to Sonny. Why not go to him? All the money in his accounts? Why?

"Jason, I don't understand—Why go to Sonny?"

Jason did not want to tell her. He felt as though they had made some progress in their relationship. It had been a while since he had felt this close with her. It felt good. It wasn't something that he wanted to give up on.

His eyes drifted to Cameron and his thoughts immediately went to Michael. He had made a promise. Suddenly the cost felt like so much more than it had when he had agreed to do it.

He let out a ragged sigh, "I'm going to confess to AJ's murder."