A/N: Wow, been a while huh? Do you even remember this? Anyway, I've been working and schooling and all sorts of the usual stuff. Hopefully I won't take this long for every chapter. Adieu...

Ch 4 Proof

Jason was having trouble getting his head around it. The situation was definitely close to his home and heart. Stalker. Just saying the word made his mouth feel filthy. What kind of person does such things. Oh right, his brother for one.

He crossed the threshold of their penthouse and immediately knew Courtney wasn't at home. The place didn't have the warmth it did when she was there. Maybe it was for the best. Eventually, Carly would tell her about Robin and he would explain.

Nothing brings down a moment of happiness like his work, and this would definitely accomplish that. He ran a hand through his spiked hair and took a look at the time. It was getting late and he wondered where his fiancé was.

'What if Carly was right, and she did see me with Robin? She probably turned and ran.' the thought sent a shock through his body and he bolted from his sitting position on the couch. If that was what happened, he needed to find Courtney and explain right away.

He had been searching everyplace he thought she might go if she was hurt or angry and found nothing. After a while he decided to take the chance that she had returned home while he was out, and back. But to no luck the penthouse was exactly the same as it was when he left, with one exception. On the floor in front of the door, he found a small envelope with his name on it.

Slowly, he opened it and began to read.

Jason,

I hate to do this to you, But you should know and I don't think I could handle telling you to your face because I know I'm hurting you. Today I ended up thinking, and I know I said I could handle it, but I don't think I could spend my life as second priority. And I always will be, as long as you work for Sonny. I'm leaving. Please don't look for me, just be happy.

Courtney

Jason felt his heart fall past his knees, anger and pain filled his every breath.

'How could so much change in so little time?' he wondered. ' We were so happy just hours ago.'

Opening the drawers of the desk he searched through the papers and notes. Calmly at first, but as the moments past, he became angrier and began ripping out each drawer one after the other. Once they were all out, he went about the apartment searching through every paper they had in their home.

Why didn't he have a single note from her? He didn't want to believe it was her until he could compare the handwriting. Which he would be able to do if he wasn't the one who was always running off and leaving messages. His veins surged with rage and before he could control himself he began throwing everything he saw, completely wrecking the small living space.

The angry man stopped to see the damage he'd done before leaning against the wall near the door and sinking down. From his place on the hard ground he found it. Proof. The determining factor that proved it to be true. He picked up the engagement ring from the floor and held it in his open palm.

It was real. She'd really left. He was alone.

The light streamed across her face. Slowly, one of her eyes slid open. It felt like she'd been asleep for hours but she didn't remember going to bed or even going home. Taking in the feel of the springy mattress and crisp sheets, she quickly came to the conclusion that she wasn't in her bed. The realization woke her up completely, and she took in everything around her. Her clothes were different, she looked at the loose fitting pants and shirt in confusion.

The small room had painfully white walls, and no sort of window except for a small square one on the door. It wasn't a place she remembered being before, certainly not one she'd ever want to be.

"What the hell is going on?" she asked the empty confinement, trying to swallow the panic rising in her throat.

Courtney ran a shaking hand through blonde locks and turned completely around at the sound of the door opening.

A/N: hmm.. Let me guess what you're thinking. "OH GREAT, ANOTHER COURTNEY GETS KIDNAPPED STORY" but fear not this one is not what you think it is. So you can continue reading to see what's what, or you can say "BOO" and never read it again. However there is a third option, and it involves.....murder. (sinister music plays) wait...what? Forget that last part, K?