A/N: so a friend of mine who is a jaspam fan so we aren't friends between the hours of 2 and 3 pm or 9 and 10 pm...and we never watch the show together because its dangerous for her health told me that courtney's "let go of the past no matter how good it was" speech at the wedding was put in so G&P could tell and i quote "delusional journey fans like you ronnie" that it's over and to "get over it"

Easy rhonda...count to ten...she just doesn't know any better...

1...2...3- ah screw it! it's go time!

Ch 27. Love To Let You Down

"Whoa." Scott said, putting his hand against the man's chest to stop him. "Hold it there, Morgan."

Jason took a step back, mainly to keep Baldwin from touching him. It was hard enough to keep from decking the annoying man as it was without the added nuisance of physical contact. If it happened again, he would probably knock him to the ground without having a chance to stop himself.

"What is it now?" he asked, keeping the irritation out of his voice and under control.

"Sorry Loverboy, no more visitors for your little girlfriend today." he informed him with a smile on his face.

"What?" Jason asked surprised at the information.

"You heard me. Looks like she's got a temper quite worthy of a Corinthos." he said happily. "Doesn't seem to have the handle on it that big brother does, as little as that may be."

Jason ran his hand through his hair and listened to the vague explanation. The D.A. wasn't exactly telling him the details, but he got the gist of it; the only part that mattered. Courtney lost her temper. Then he remembered Faith and how it looked like she had been hit pretty hard, he just hadn't assumed it was Courtney who had done it. What was she doing seeing her? Better yet, what did she do that made her angry enough to lash out like that. He knew Courtney; she wouldn't fly off the handle at any little thing. Wondering what happened between the two women, Jason turned his head in the direction Faith went, but she was gone.

"Catching up, are we?" the man asked, knowing Jason had put the pieces together. "Don't worry Morgan, you'll get to see her. After she's had some time to cool off, of course."

"So," the blonde man began, meeting up with the two people in the waiting room. "here we are."

"Here we are." he repeated.

"You know, I truly hoped after Brenda, the two of us would never have another woman in common."

"Yeah." Sonny mumbled in agreement, as Sam shifted uncomfortably in the chair. He glance her way for a moment, wondering if she really had meant for this to happen. Sonny wasn't ignorant; he knew that, for her, their relationship was more than just sex. But he refused to face it. He didn't want to face anything at the time; all he wanted was something to make him forget about the hurt. About seeing his wife with his enemy.

It hadn't even worked like he planned. Every time he met Sam at the hotel, every time he touched her, every time he heard her; it was Carly. Maybe this was her way to try and make it more than simply sex. She tried to steal a glance in his direction, but immediately looked away once she met his eyes.

He looked up at the sound of footsteps, wishing it was the doctor so they could get it over with. But to his surprise, he saw the slender figure he so often dreamt about. The realization made him hop to his feet and walk over to meet his wife as she entered. They stood out of hearing range of the other people around.

"I didn't think you'd come." he said honestly.

"I didn't know if I should or not. You know, I thought that me coming here would only make things worse or more uncomfortable for everyone involved." she began, casting a sideways glance at the brunette she hated so strongly. "But then I snapped out of it and realized that our family's future depends on this. I have no excuse or right not to be here."

"That's good, that you came I mean."

" I'm not promising anything by being here. So, until we find out who the father of that baby is…just leave me be." Carly requested, hoping against everything under the stars and whatever else there was out there that she still had a husband by the end of the day.

"Well, I'm not just going to pretend that you're not here." he said.

"I'm not asking you to do pretend I'm invisible. All I'm asking is that you don't try to encourage me, or-or support me, or tell me that everything is going to be ok. Can you do that for me?"

"If that's what you want."

"Yeah, it is." she replied.

The dark haired man nodded and let her walk by him to take a seat and wait with them. Now he wanted, more than ever, for the day to hurry up and get over with. He was too afraid to wonder how it could get any worse.

"Sonny." the man turned at the sound of his name to see his enforcer approaching him.

"Jason, did you talk to Courtney?"

"No." he said, shaking his head and placing his hands on his hips. Sonny felt his anger rising, not exactly from Jason's news but from everything that was happening, and he tried his best to contain it.

"Why the hell not?"