Elizabeth wrapped her arms tighter around her body as she stared out into the far distance, gazing at the docks and the looming building that was now known as the MOCCA warehouse. It took them a while to settle on the name and Jason fought he hardest against it, he said it sounded too much like coffee and Elizabeth pointed out that's why it would be perfect.

MOCCA, Morgan, O'Brien, Capelli, Corinthos, Alcazar; the names of the five men who now had an interest in the coffee warehouse and the Port Charles Mafia organization. It had been a long road to get here, one that allowed Johnny and Francis to step up, one that kept Sonny a part of the business, one that allowed Lorenzo Alcazar forgiveness.

And she was a part of it, a successful lawyer for the company and organization, having recently celebrated her five year anniversary to the don. She smiled softly. He hated that name and she kept it reserved for teasing moments which were often tucked away in their large bedroom.

Life with Jason Morgan had been wonderful. They had married, had children, and had built a home on a foundation that was formally known as Wyndemere. Jason had found out that the land was open since Emily and Nikolas had permanently moved to Greece and Elizabeth agreed that it was the perfect place for them. It was private, it had hidden passages that might be needed for future assistance and Jason knocked the gloomy house down and in its place rose a mansion that resembled the look of Rhett and Scarlett's house in Gone With The Wind.

On this cold Christmas morning, in December two thousand and eleven, Elizabeth didn't think that life could get any better than this. She was wrong when she felt her husband come up behind her, his warm arms wrapping around her waist.

"It's cold out here," he said quietly as he placed a kiss to her neck, "I was wondering where you disappeared to."

"I was surprisingly up before the kids," she smiled as she tipped her head and looked up at him, "Merry Christmas, Jason."

"Merry Christmas, Elizabeth," he whispered as he leaned down and kissed her softly.

He was never a fan of celebrating holidays. He didn't understand the point of people getting together on just a few days a year to spend time with one another. He thought if you wanted to spend time with the people you love you didn't really need a special day to do it. He still thought that but Elizabeth had made those special days of the year a little brighter.

They would rotate the houses they would visit, each family they celebrated with taking a turn to cook and entertain with the woman cleaning dishes afterwards and the guys watching football or some other sport on the couch. July fourth this year was held at the newly purchased O'Brien home that was built on the land that Elizabeth and Jason's old cottage was on. Thanksgiving was held at the Morgan estate and Christmas was going to be at the Alcazar's, a single home in the city because Carly could not be that far away from the malls.

Jason would have never imagined it, running the organization without Sonny, having Alcazar as a friend and part of his life, spending the remainder of his years with the woman in his arms who owned some sultry pieces from Victoria's Secret but much rather preferred slipping into bed in his sweatpants and long sleeve tops.

He loved her anyway that she came.

"I think that we need to go wake up the kids," Elizabeth said as she pulled her ponytail tighter against her head, her eyes sparkling.

"They're already awake," Jason said, "That's why I came to find you. JJ woke me up and was going to get his siblings. I think we need to hurry back inside before they attack the presents."

Elizabeth laughed softly as she stepped out of his arms and reached for his hand, "Good point."

He led the way back into the main living room where a small Christmas tree sat perched on the table, tiny in size, skinny in tree branches, decorated in construction paper rings with an angel sitting on top. Elizabeth smiled as her husband veered to the left and made his way into the family room. She remembered the first Christmas they were back together and Jason went out into the forest and cut down a snow covered tree because he simply liked those better than the ones on the lot. After they put their son to bed that night he surprised her with a nearly dead tree that they decorated together, just like they did the year she drug him out of the snow, just like they did for the past few years.

One large tree for the family, one little one just for them.

Elizabeth felt Jason pull her against him as he stopped and watched his children mull around the large tree that nearly reached the top of the vaulted ceilings. They were routing through their presents, sorting out which ones were for them and which were for their siblings. They were doing well adjusting their own little piles, four of them, stacked with numerous gifts.

Elizabeth watched JJ, now nearly eight and a half years old, dragging a box towards the center of the room with all of his might. He had no idea that 'Santa' had bought him a brand new bicycle that was decked out in Harley Davidson attire or that his father planned on taking him out tomorrow, no matter how cold it was, to show him how to ride it.

Her littlest boy, two year old Jonathan Francis, named after their two favorite bodyguards, was tugging on his own large box before he toppled over and fell on his backside. It contained his own motorized Harley Davidson, just like the one his older brother had when he was young.

Elizabeth laughed softly and walked towards him, "Are you okay Frankie?"

He beamed up at his mother, his eyes identical to hers, "I'm alright, Mama, can I open now?"

"Why don't you let me help you?" Elizabeth smiled.

She settled down beside her son and looked over to see that her husband was walking over to their four year old twin daughters, Lila Caroline and Adella Corin, both tearing at the wrapping paper that was affixed to the Barbie Dream House Mansion they eagerly wanted. Their father laughed as paper went flying at his head and Elizabeth rolled her eyes. They were her revenge for being such a terror to her mother.

Thirty minutes later Elizabeth had managed to create separate stacks for the children so that when their other friends came to visit they could easily see the new toys her kids had received. Lila and Corin were on the couch playing with their new Barbie dolls and JJ and Frankie were squished in a chair together as JJ taught Frankie how to work his new Batman Action figure. Her eyes were beaming when her husband approached her.

"Are you ready for your gift, Elizabeth?" he asked quietly as he handed her a small square box.

"I get caught up in their excitement sometimes," Elizabeth smiled as she turned around to her desk behind her and pulled open a drawer, pulling out the same size box for her husband, "I do hope you like it. It was hard keeping this a surprise from you."

Jason chuckled, "Especially when everyone that I work with knows about it."

"Open it first, please," she said and smiled when his fingers struggled with the box. He reached in and pulled out the key ring which held a black and silver key, a car remote control and a key chain that read 'Lincoln'.

"You…"

"I just paid for the lease," she said quietly and with a small smile, "In three years, we'll talk about buying it outright."

Jason kissed her, ignoring the gagging he was receiving from his children behind him. He couldn't believe that his wife had actually gone out and purchased the sports utility vehicle he had been looking into the last few months. He thought it was too expensive for something that merely got you from here to there but Elizabeth was glad to see him as excited about this car as he was about his motorcycle.

"Here," he said thrusting the box in her hands, "Open this, now."

She laughed softly as she pulled open her box and laughed again when she pulled out her own set of keys. She was going to ask what they were for when the realization dawned on her. He couldn't have, he swore he never would but the smile in his eyes revealed that he did.

"No," she whispered.

"We made a deal," he said a smile tugging on his lips.

"Where?"

"Right outside the front door."

Elizabeth pushed right past her husband, ran out of the family room, into the living room, swerved towards the foyer on her stocking feet and grabbed for the door with her shaking hands. She pulled on the gray steel and thrust it open, stepping out into the snowy morning and staring at the uncovered metal beast before her.

Her very own Harley Davidson.

"Wow, cool!" JJ exclaimed as he stepped outside in to the snow, holding onto Frankie.

"Mama's got her own bike!" Corin yelled.

"Wait till I tell Morgan!" Lila stated.

"You like it?" Jason asked as he came up behind his wife.

"Like it?" she asked, "Are you kidding me, Jason?"

"You got your license," he said, "And now I'm holding you to it. You're going to give me rides on your bike."

"We're still taking those cliff roads together," she whispered as she pulled him close to her, "I'm still going to be screaming in your ears."

"Only if later I get a chance to scream in yours."

This was the hardest part of the holidays for Jason Morgan, standing here in the large living room of the Quartermaine mansion, watching as his family fawned over his children and tried their very best not to annoy him. It was something that he had come accustomed to over the past four years but he hated it nonetheless.

He was grateful that his wife was standing beside him, squeezing his hand for reassurance. He was still amazed at the things he would do for Elizabeth Morgan.

"I can't believe how big you girls are getting," Edward said as he handed Corin and Lila their presents, "I picked those out myself, I do hope you enjoy those."

"Thank you Grandfather," they said in unison as they hurried back over to the couch to sit down and open their gifts politely.

Elizabeth was grateful for that, at least they only acted like she-monsters in their own home. She leaned up and pressed a kiss to Jason's cheek when she noticed him wincing as Edward made his way towards JJ and Frankie. Alan and Michael were showing the boys how to use some new electronic device they had given them. Jason would never understand that stuff and he begrudgingly grateful someone could help his kids with the advancing technology.

"I'm so grateful that you stopped by today," Lila said as she wheeled herself up towards her grandson and his wife, "I can't tell you how much this means to me."

Jason knelt down beside Lila with Elizabeth at his side, "We're here for you, Grandmother."

"I know that you still find it very hard to believe," Lila said, "But your children have changed these people. They have come to realize what they've lost with Michael and you. They want to make up for it, show that they can be good people."

"We're grateful that they can calm themselves for a few hours and enjoy their time with their grandchildren," Elizabeth smiled as she reached over and squeezed Lila's hand, "You've helped with the transition."

"If it wasn't for you Elizabeth my grandson wouldn't be here with his family," Lila said and laughed when Jason looked away, a slight blush tinting his cheeks, "I know that he would be here for me and make sure that I get to see my great-grandchildren but I think its important that they know Monica and Alan as well and I will forever be grateful for what you have done for us."

Elizabeth leaned forward and placed a kiss on Lila's cheek, "Please know that whatever I'm doing for this family, for your grandson, is only a small percentage of what he's done for me."

"That's not true," Jason said.

"He always says that," Elizabeth said rolling her eyes, "You know that my family means everything to me, Lila and you have my word that as long as there is a breath in my body I will protect them with everything that I've got."

Lila patted Elizabeth's hand, "Thank you for bringing our boy home."

"They're inside," Jason said answering Elizabeth's question before it was even asked.

She smiled as she pulled her gloves off and stuffed them in the pocket of her leather coat, "You didn't have to wait for me, I told you that I would be here in one piece."

"Yeah, well, I didn't want to have to deal with everyone on my own, okay?" he said as he slipped his arm around her, "Feel okay to you?"

Her eyes were dancing, "Don't pretend that you didn't test it out before you bought it. You had to make sure that it was small enough for me but large enough for you to fit on."

Jason nodded, "Nothing wrong with that."

Elizabeth stood up on her toes and kissed him, "I love it and I love you, now we have to go in before Carly realizes that you disappeared and comes out searching for you."

"Not likely in that madhouse."

Elizabeth laughed as she pushed open the door to the Alcazar home. Madhouse wouldn't be that far off, Carly's home did look like an advertisement for a daycare center. Along with their own four children present, so were Johnny and Alexis' two, as well as Carly's four and the fifth on the way.

Shortly after Elizabeth and Jason got married and found out they were going to have a baby Alexis and Johnny received the same news, however Alexis had complications due to the pregnancy and her age so after she gave birth to Jonathan David Junior she was told that she would no longer be able to have any more children. Her and her husband decided to look into adopting and found two year old Alexandria, affectionately known as Drew. Alexis was still practicing law, mainly dealing with the MOCCA company and Johnny had become Jason's right hand man.

Carly and Lorenzo were busying making their own family over the past five years, so much so in fact that three of Carly's children were ten months apart. A year and a half after they were introduced Carly and Lorenzo wed. Carly decided that she had wasted too much time pushing and pulling with Sonny Corinthos and she that she had something good in Lorenzo and she was going to hang onto it. Michael loved him and the now fifteen year old boy looked up to the suave business man as a third father, coming in after Jason. Lorenzo absolutely doted on his wife, her son Michael and their three little girls, three year old Morgan, who was named after Jason, two year old BJ, who was named after Carly's mother and the sister she never knew and one year old Bella, a form of Isabella which Carly stated was a form of Elizabeth. Carly was pregnant with their fourth, and final she insisted, whom she recently found out was a boy and has already declared him to be known as Lorenzo Alcazar Junior, Enzo.

"You're here!" Carly exclaimed running to Elizabeth and hugging her as tightly as she could, "Little Lila Caroline came in to tell me that her father got her mother a motorbike for Christmas. Is that what you drove over here?"

Elizabeth laughed softly as she gently touched Carly's rounded stomach. It was always Lila Caroline when describing her daughter, never just Lila and she could see the taller woman craning her neck for a view of the Harley in her drive.

"Yes, Jason and I drove separately, there's some place we have to go during dessert." Elizabeth smiled, "You don't mind keeping an eye on the kids do you?"

"I never do," Carly said with a small smile, "Mama's on her way over with Francis."

"They've been spending a lot of time together," Jason grumbled as he hugged and kissed Carly.

"She's happy," Carly said slapping at his shoulder playfully, "Now I'm taking your wife hostage so you and the other fathers can enjoy spending sometime with your children. Don't come looking for her, sit and talk to Lorenzo."

"I invited him into the business what more do you want Carly?" Jason growled.

Elizabeth laughed as she took Carly's hand and followed her into the kitchen, "He looks to do that. Hi Alexis."

"Hi," Alexis smiled and hugged Elizabeth, "Merry Christmas."

"Merry Christmas," Elizabeth smiled, "The children seem to be having such a wonderful time together. I'm glad their around to entertain one another and Michael," Elizabeth waved her hand as she pulled some pasta salad from the fridge, "I cannot believe he is you and Sonny's child Carly. I am sorry."

Alexis laughed, "Even if you throw in the Quartermaine factor."

"I know," Carly frowned, "It worries me."

"Don't fix what's not broken," Elizabeth said as she stirred up the pasta salad and then moved on over to the potatoes. "He's a good boy with great grades and brilliant future."

"Which he refuses to talk to me about," Carly frowned.

Elizabeth believed that. JJ still ran around the house saying that he wanted to be exactly what his daddy was when he grew up and now Frankie was doing the same thing. She was sure that Michael Corinthos the third would want to step in and take over his father's place in the business and she was just as sure that Carly and Jason were hesitant about it.

Michael, although he had the red hair, did not have the fiery temper that had been displayed many times with Carly Alcazar, Sonny Corinthos and even his biological father A.J. Quartermaine. Elizabeth thought of Michael as quiet steel, something that the organization could use. She knew that Jason would support him once he made the no turning back decision, she hoped that Carly would be able to as well.

"Turkey is done," Carly said as she tried to lift it out of the oven.

"Let me get that," Alexis said, "Oh help, Elizabeth."

Elizabeth laughed as she tried to help hoist the very heavy turkey, "Wait, what are we doing? Boys!" She turned back to her friends, "We'll set the table."

Elizabeth stood back up and into Jason's embrace after she placed the dozen white roses on the grave of Lily Corinthos. She then looked over towards the grave beside her, that of Sonny Corinthos', where a few bouquets of flowers lay, some from his son, some from his former wife, some from the couple that stood before him.

This was another Christmas tradition that Jason and Elizabeth had participated in. Every Christmas and the anniversary of their deaths they would come to the graves of their former best friend and lay flowers, feel a little peace and believe that while things turned out shitty for him, he laid a path that lead them back to one another.

Jason still hated that Sonny at one time had Elizabeth in his arms but he was forever grateful that the man helped point him in the right direction; straight towards Elizabeth.

It was still hard, after all this time, to not shed a tear; Elizabeth was crying a few herself. Yes Sonny was no longer in pain, yes Sonny was finally at peace, someplace where no one could touch him, someplace where he no longer had to fight the demons in the closet but it was also someplace where he could only see his child, Jason's children from afar.

Being here gave Jason a sense of peace as well, he didn't know why but he felt it every time he stepped up to this grave. Elizabeth was never aware of the time he came here cursing at the man that took her away from Jason and he wasn't going to make her away of it, that was something that was between him and Sonny and it was something that needed to be done so he could arrive here, in Elizabeth's arms, in peace.

She smiled up at him, her eyes shining as she nodded that she was ready to go. She was at peace too, she was settled with the past, she was content that he loved her and he was going nowhere, neither of them were, no bailing, no leaving, no closed doors and arguments were usually settled over a game of pool.

Sliding his hand into hers Jason led the way back to her Harley Davidson that was parked by the iron gates of the cemetery. They had come so far, been through so much and somehow managed to find their way back through the tangled path. He regretted the pain they put one another through but if he had to do it all over again, just to get to this moment, to Elizabeth, than he would.

Handing her the helmet she smiled up at him, "Whatever may come, I will always be there."

He smiled as he zipped up his leather jacket and leaned down to place a kiss on her lips. Their wedding vows, repeated to him in a soft voice filled with love. He pulled back and ran his cold fingers down her face, opening his mouth to say those three words.

She nodded and smile, "I know. Now," she said motioning for him to slide on first, "I want to go nowhere, fast."

"Cliff roads?" he asked as he turned on the bike, the beast coming alive beneath his body.

She nodded again and slid on behind him, "Up by Vista Point, I want to pull over, take a breather."

He agreed, "The view must be beautiful."

She laughed as she pulled the large helmet over her head, "Screw the view Morgan, it's later, I want to christen this bike and I want to hear you screaming in my ears."

Jason revved the bike and they sped off, their laughter dancing in the wind.

El fin