A/N: See, I told you guys I would be updating really really soon. It's time to get this story moving. I don't really have time for individual shoutouts again 'cause I just want to get this up, but thanks for reading everyone, and thanks for the reviews from seth cohen's girlfriend, emmalee05, luvthemorgans, tydavislover,Eaglesgirl, and middiegurl08.
P.S- Just to clerify, the room Court and Jason hid in was like a secret closet in the basement. Sorry it wasn't clear enough!
Chapter 12- Bullet Wound
In a flash, Jason looked into Courtney's eyes as an apology and then elbowed the guy in the face with his hands still bound behind his back. The elbow to his face was enough to make the guy let go as his nose started to bleed. Jason grabbed for his gun as the man fell, trying to catch it but finding it impossible with his hands like that. The next thing anyone knew, a loud gunshot was heard and Jason crumbled to the ground, a pool of blood forming at his body.
"JASON!" Courtney screamed as the rookie cop who had shot him looked on in horror.
Courtney ran over to Jason and kneeled down on the floor beside him. His eyes were closed and his face was white.
"Where did you get hit baby, where did you get hit?" she asked him as the other cops stood around, unsure of what to do. "You shot him!" she yelled, shaking as she looked at him.
"Miss, step aside, he's still under arrest" said the cop who had been elbowed, still clutching his face.
"He was shot! I don't give a rat's ass if you think he's under arrest! Oh my god, there it is, and the bullet's still in him!" she screeched, pointing to his back.
"Get some towels" said the same cop to his team and he pulled out a cell phone and dialed, mumbling something in Spanish that Courtney didn't pay attention to, despite the fact that she could actually speak the language.
"Its ok baby, I'm here. Talk to me" she begged, tears running down her face.
He slowly opened his eyes at her voice and gave her a weak smile.
"Don't cry" he croaked out, and she put one finger to his lips to silence him.
"Uncuff him" she commanded. "It's just adding to the pain, and it's not as if he can run away anyway" she said as another man brought her towels which she immediately used to apply pressure to the wound.
"He's under arrest. I can't uncuff him"
"Look you little twit, one of your cops, who by the way, looks no older than 12, just put a bullet in my husband's back. And if you don't uncuff him, I will be forced to cause you a lot of physical harm!" she yelled, losing it.
"Calm down lady" mumbled the cop before bending down to take the handcuffs off of Jason's wrists. "I called an ambulance, the boat should be here shortly" he mumbled before walking off. This was certainly going to bring on a lot of paperwork. He hated paperwork. However, if this man did the things he was accused of, the cop really didn't care that he was in pain. Yet as he watched the blonde whispering comforting words in his ear and trying to calm him, he felt a twinge. No one should have to go through this.
Courtney sat in GH. It had been hours since the ambulance had arrived via boat to the island. They had taken Jason away and rushed him to the nearest hospital on the mainland for emergency surgery. They had taken the bullet out and patched him up enough to fly home. When he had landed, he was brought immediately to GH for another operation, one that would hopefully save his life.
Courtney was in the waiting room now, all alone. Sonny and Carly had come of course, but she had angrily gotten up and walked away from them. She couldn't help but blame them for what had happened, even though it really wasn't their fault. Courtney saw Lucky walking over and she sighed and closed her eyes. When she was little, she used to wish for the power of invisibility. She now was wishing for it more than ever. She opened her eyes and saw Lucky sitting next to her. He wordlessly handed her a cup of coffee, and she gave him a half smile in return.
"He'll be ok. He's a fighter" said Lucky, earning himself a nod from her this time. "I know you've given your statement 20 gazillion times, and I'm not here to ask for it again. But I wanted to let you know, you're not being charged as an accomplice. And because you're not pressing charges, the kidnapping charges against Jason have been dropped"
"Thank you" she muttered.
"Drink your coffee. You need energy. It's going to be a long night" he said, patting her knee as he got up. "If you want, I can stay" he offered as an afterthought.
"It's ok, I just want to be alone" she said, looking up at Lucky with tears in her eyes.
"Right" he said before walking away, leaving her alone again.
"I'm sorry" came the voice ten minutes after Lucky had left her.
Courtney looked up at the girl standing before her.
"I'm sorry. And I'm saying it to you. But god, I just want a chance to say it to him as well. How could I have ever thought of doubting him?" Emily asked Courtney, sitting down next to her. "Jason is too kind and caring to ever do that to a woman, and I am so sorry that I never got a chance to tell him that I don't believe it. That I am behind him all the way. And now, he's lying on an operating table" she said, the tears beginning to flow as she embraced Courtney.
The two girls just sat there for a few minutes, crying and hugging.
"He'll be ok, he will" assured Emily to both Courtney and herself.
"I just wish someone would tell me something on his condition" said Courtney.
"Wait here, I'm going to go and find out. I technically work here, so let's see if there's anything I can squeeze out of someone" she said, getting up and leaving, squeezing her sister-in-law's hand as she did.
Courtney was staring at the floor, awaiting Emily's return when an expensive pair of shoes appeared in her view. Looking up at the man in the shoes, she groaned.
"What the hell do you want Jax?" she asked.
"I heard you were kidnapped, and I wanted to make sure you were ok. Did someone here check you out? Any injuries?" he asked, looking genuinely concerned.
"Jax, I was not kidnapped. I willingly went away with my husband"
"Yeah, your husband the rapist slash hit man for the mob. How the hell did you end up with a man like that? You're so pure Courtney; your only corruption is your family"
"You never did like my relatives" she said, glaring at him.
"With good reason. They're a bunch of mobsters and fiends. They only put you through pain. When you were with me, you never had to deal with that" he said, sitting down next to her and putting his hand on her knee.
She promptly brushed his hand off and said "when I was with you, my life was mind numbingly predictable. I'm not as pure as you think, so don't worry about me being corrupted. And your opinion doesn't matter to me anyway. Jax, get it through your head, you're not my husband, Jason is" she said, her eyes shining with anger.
"Courtney, Jason's out of surgery" said Emily, running over to her. "Oh sorry, I didn't realize I was interrupting anything" she said, glancing at Jax.
"Your not, don't worry" said Courtney.
A nurse came over to Emily and Emily had to excuse herself, walking away but yelling Jason's room number back. Courtney thanked her and tried to brush off Jax to get to her husband, but he blocked her way.
"Courtney, for once, please listen to me. Let's tie up the lose ends"
"What, is it that you're looking for Jax, closure?" she asked.
"I don't know, maybe!" he yelled.
"Fine, I'll give you closure, but maybe one day when I'm not trying to get to my husband who just came out of surgery" she yelled right back.
"When will that be Courtney? Never! Because Jason is always getting shot, or arrested. He always manages to find an excuse to be away from you. I would never do that. I will be there for you, no matter what. I wouldn't pick Sonny, or anybody for that matter, over you. You were it for me Courtney, and there is no one else I would rather spend my life with. I love you, and nothing will ever keep me away from you" he said, taking her hand in his.
"Well Jax, its unrequited love. And something will keep you away from me- and that's myself. I don't love you, and I'm not sure if I ever did. I may have been it for you, but Jason has been it for me. So do us both a favor, and just move on. There has got to be someone else in the world for you" she said, jerking her hand out of his grasp.
"There isn't" he answered, looking at her pathetically.
"Well then, I'm sorry you feel that way, but then you'll end up alone. Because I am not an option, and I never will be" she said, turning and walking away, leaving him alone in the waiting area.
While Courtney was distracted, Jason was moved to his room, and two police officers were placed at his doorway to make sure he didn't pull another escape act. Sam walked up to the room, determined and confident.
"I need to see Mr. Morgan" she said. "It'll only take a minute" she added, throwing in a sweet smile.
The cops glanced at each other and nodded, deciding they really didn't care who saw him, as long as he did what he was supposed to and stayed in their custody. Moving aside, they allowed Sam into the room. She paused at the door, taking in the sight of him. He was out cold, and he was lying on one side with a board supporting him. He had one wrist handcuffed to the side of the bed. Sighing, she walked over to the bed and sat down next to him, brushing some hair off his forehead.
"You got tan" she said. "I guess Courtney dragged you out onto the beach. But she has to drag you everywhere, doesn't she? You always came everywhere with me willingly. But enough about her, I don't want to waste my breath on that dumb blonde. Jase, what went wrong with us? I loved you, and you loved me. At least I thought you did. All I ever wanted was a life with you. Didn't you want me?" she said. "It doesn't matter anyway" she whispered, bending down so she was talking in his ear. "Because you are paying dearly anyway. You had more than enough chances to make things right, but you blew it. You always blow it. No matter what, this rape charge that's hanging over your head will always be Courtney's fault. She did this to you. No one else. You could have had me and freedom, but you picked her. I will always love you Jason, no matter what" she said, bending down to kiss his lips.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?" asked Courtney, standing at the doorway to Jason's room, looking at Sam kiss her husband.
"I'm just doing what Jason's been begging for since he went back to you"
"That's just great Sam. And a little pathetic. Face it; the only way you're ever going to get to kiss Jason again is if he's unconscious. So bravo, you managed to get in one last kiss. So, as much fun as that was, you're going to have to leave now"
"You don't own me, you don't tell me what to do" said Sam, standing up so she was facing Courtney.
"Oh please Sam, you don't scare me. What is it that you want? Do you want to hit me? Go ahead. I'm invincible tonight. Besides, is hitting me really going to win you back Jason? Didn't think so. Face it; he wants me, not you. So leave now, or I will have you removed"
"You don't have the authority to do that" scoffed Sam.
"You forget Sam, I'm his wife. And while he's unconscious, I get to make all the calls, by law. So, I will only ask you once more nicely. Leave" she demanded, crossing her arms over her chest.
"Fine, I'm going" said Sam, brushing past her, and making sure to hit in to her as she left.
Courtney just rolled her eyes. She was above that. She wasn't about to get into a cat fight with some slut. She wouldn't stoop down so low as Samantha McCall to sucker punch someone.
Sam looked at the door to Jason's room once more, mumbling as she walked away about just how much the Morgan family would pay.
Back in Jason's room, Courtney took the seat formerly occupied by Sam.
"Hey you" she said softly, fixing his hair that Sam had messed up. "It would be really great if you would wake up right about now. I got rid of the wicked witch of Port Charles, it's safe to open your eyes again" she said, taking his unbound hand in hers.
"It's just the anesthesia, he'll wake up once it wears off" said Monica, walking into the room.
"So, he's not in a coma or anything"
"Nope, he's fine. The surgery was a success, and there's no known physical damage such as paralysis or joint dysfunction. He's just going to be uncomfortable for a few weeks as the skin heals, but he'll be just fine" she said with a reassuring smile toward her daughter-in-law.
"That's very good news" said Courtney, squeezing Jason's hand.
"Emily told me that she talked to you. That she believes Jason" said Monica.
"Yeah, it's nice to have a friend again" said Courtney, not taking her eyes off of Jason.
"I don't want to go against my own son. I don't want to be like Allen, convinced that he has no one left but his baby girl Emily. I have a living son, and I don't want to push him or my other daughter away"
"Your other daughter?" she questioned.
"Yes, you" said Monica, sitting down beside her to look into Courtney's blue eyes. "You are the woman who has captured my son's heart, and I think of you as my daughter. And if you are so sure that Jason is innocent, that he didn't do this heinous thing he is being accused of, then I am willing to agree with you. I am willing to believe in my own son"
"Thank you Monica" Courtney whispered.
"Now you have two friends" she said with a reassuring smile. "I'm going to convince these officers that it's imperative to his health to have his wife by his side the whole night, so you can stay with him" she said, getting up and heading to the door.
"Thanks" said Courtney; feeling like an enormous burden had been lifted from her shoulders. She had two more people believing in Jason's innocence, and she got to spend the night with him.
"Your welcome" said Monica, smiling at her again before leaving.
"Hear that baby?" she asked Jason's unconscious form. "You can't get rid of me that easily".
A/N: Review! The more reviews I get, the quicker I update, as you've seen from my update today! 9 more chapters left guys! We're not even in the double digits! Woot, I certainly like exclamation points!