Ch. 38 The Fuse In The Ammunition
He took a deep breath, approaching Monica, and fearing his nightmare was about to come true.
"How is she?" he asked.
"Lucky," she said, and Jason felt the relief flow through him and she continued. "Nothing was broken; there was some internal bleeding but we were able to stop it. She lost a lot of blood-"
"Do you need some? I don't know if our types match, but-" he began to rant.
"Jason, there's no need for that. Our main concern is her head."
"Why? What's wrong?"
"Nothing as far as we know. Once she wakes up we'll do some tests to determine if there's anymore damage to the brain."
"Do you know how long that'll be?"
"I'd expect her to be out for several hours." she informed.
After she told him the room number, he thanked her and she went on her way. Jason ran his hand down his face. He felt himself begin to relax after hearing that she was ok. He wasn't allowing himself to think about what would happen if there was something wrong with her brain. He prepared to enter the room carefully, remembering once more the nightmare that felt so real.
"Jason," he turned at the sound of his name and saw Carly behind him. He wished he could ignore her and just go inside to be with the woman he loved, but , as usual, he was going to listen to whatever she had to say and deal with whatever mess she'd made.
"What is it?"
"I have to tell you something."
"Can it wait?" he asked hoping she'd say yes.
"No, it really can't." she answered. "Jason, Robin she-"
"Stop." he interrupted. "Carly, I've got more important things on my mind then listen to you complain about Robin."
"I swear this isn't a rant about that worthless, backstabbing…"she trailed off at the knowing look on his face. "Ok, that was a rant. But-"
"Carly, please not now, if anything I should thank Robin."
"What?" she asked shocked.
"If Robin hadn't come along when she did-" he began to explain.
"Jason, it's because of Robin that Courtney doesn't remember!" she snapped.
"What are you talking about?"
"She said some things…things she couldn't have known otherwise."
"What kind of things?" he asked, feeling the need to know.
"Things about doctors and drugs and…" she trailed off, remembering the part that cut her the deepest. "…and Courtney screaming for help."
She saw Jason's eyes darken with anger. At that moment she wondered how many people had looked into those eyes during their final moments of life. She knew that Jason didn't enjoy that part of his job, he didn't do it for the sheer pleasure of ending lives. He did it because he had to. But in that second, Carly was absolutely sure that Jason would find no greater satisfaction then killing that woman.
"Where's Sonny?" he asked, coldly.
"At home; he got a call."
"Stay with Courtney." he instructed and walked away without another word.
Carly went inside the room and sat by the bed. She thought about all the ways their family had suffered because of Robin. But she wouldn't win; they would find their way back and Robin would pay. There was no question of that, the only question was: who would get to her first? She shook thoughts of vengeance out of her head and looked at her sleeping friend.
"Can I tell you something? Don't let Sonny know I told you first. It's still kind of a secret." she smiled.
"I'm pregnant.