Chapter 17

Deciding she wasn't going to sit around and wait for him to return she got up off the couch and walked to the door. She slipped her feet in her shoes grabbed her coat and opened the door. She wasn't happy at what she saw, or maybe she was. She wasn't really sure what to feel, as it was Sonny, standing right in front of her.

The brunette stood in shock for a moment as she tried to digest the situation. There, in front of her, stood the man that had seemed to forget about her since the events of her getting pregnant. Sam was both thrilled and confused by him standing there. Sure she wanted to see him, but he was with Carly. Wouldn't this infuriate her? Sam had to smile at that, she loved to make Carly squirm.

"Would you like to come in," Sam asked as she stepped aside.

"Where were you going," Sonny asked as he stepped into the penthouse and pointed at her coat.

"Oh, No where. I just wanted some fresh air," Sam spoke as she stepped inside and shut the door.

"You shouldn't go out without a guard," Sonny said as he looked over the pent house.

It had become quite, un-Jason like. He wasn't sure what it was, but something about the place just told him that Jason didn't live there. It was just too, too busy. Wherever you looked there was something, a pillow, some candles, an ugly painting. The colors weren't helping much either. The gold and black clashed a bit, as the gold was too shiny to really match the dull dark blacks in the room. Sonny took a seat on the extremely fluffy couch as he sunk at least two inches into the material. This really wasn't Jason.

"Sonny thanks for worrying, but I can take care of myself," the brunette said really enjoying the fact that they the mob men were both just sitting around waiting for her to call on them, to ask them to do something, anything to help her. This would please him, and she would soon be able to get anything she wanted.

"Mmh," Sonny looked at Sam. She was a nice girl, and had the circumstances been different, maybe it was a long shot, but maybe he would have been able to have some sort of relationship with her had they met before Carly, before his life became about the woman who had carried her son, the woman who gave him two beautiful boys. It became clear to him in that moment that he would never love anyone the way he loved his wife.

"So what are you doing here," Sam asked as she sat on the arm of the couch next to Sonny.

"I was looking for Jason, but he's not here so I'll just be going," Sonny spoke as he stood up to leave.

Sam stood up with him and stood in his way. She needed them both eating out of the palm of her hand. She placed her hand on his chest and looked into his eyes. She needed this to work. She took a step closer to him and pressed her body into his. She felt him tense up as she leaned into his ear and whispered, "Please. Don't go."

-.-

Neen stepped off the elevator and looked around, nothing much, just a hallway. Her eyes stopped on the open door to the side, and the dark haired man standing in the doorway. She watched as the man she assumed to be Mr. Corinthos walked into the penthouse followed by a brunette. Neen's eyes froze on the woman for a second. She blinked as to make sure she was seeing things correctly and in that second the door and shut and the brunette was gone.

She shook her head. She was just seeing things. It wasn't her. She wouldn't be stupid enough to come here. She couldn't be that dumb to come out in the open this soon. Neen turned towards the guarded door and looked at the man. He was cute, but then again she had a thing for mob men, of course they were all dense as hell, but who really noticed that much. Heck it was a bunch of men running the shit.

"I'm here to pick up Cali. Mrs. Corinthos should be expecting me," Neen said to the man who remained silent in front of the door.

The man turned and opened the door. She heard him say something into the room before stepping back and allowing her entrance into the room. She walked into the nicely furnished penthouse. Couch here, Chair there, wet bar, the fireplace, dark reds, very casual, and homey. She stood by the door as Carly stood to great her.

"Can I help you," Carly spoke not sure what this woman was doing, or who she thought she was.

"Yeah," Neen spoke, "I'm Neen. I just came to pick up Cali."

"Well I don't know you, and I'm not sure I'm okay with letting her go with you," Carly stated as she crossed her arms over her chest.

"Well if I cared that you didn't trust me I would let you know, but since I don't care I'll just take Cali and go," Neen said as she shot this woman a look, who did she think she was.

Cali had looked up from the couch upon hearing voices. She couldn't see the woman that her Aunt Carly was blocking the door. As soon as Carly had crossed her arms over her chest, however, she also shifted her weight and gave Cali a clear view of the other person in the room.

"Auntie Neen," Cali screamed in her sad little voice as she ran into the arms of the young brunette. Neen had squatted to the ground and opened her arms for the child; Cali ran into her arms and squeezed the woman firmly as she buried her head in the crook of Neen's neck. The force of the hug landed Neen flat on her ass in front of the closed door; she just hoped Cali was okay.

"Hey baby girl. You okay," Neen said as she observed the Childs red puffy eyes. Cali shook her head side to side indicating that she wasn't. Neen tilted the Childs head up and looked into her eyes.

"What happened sweetie, you can tell me angel," Neen said noticing Cali's reluctance to talk.

"He was there," Cali said in the smallest voice you could imagine as tears rolled down her face.

"Who sweetie," Carly said as she joined Neen on the floor next to Cali, Cali looked at her quickly before turning back to Neen and lowering her head.

"The bad man," Cali said in a whimper so full of sadness it could make even the hardest man cry.

"Which one," Neen asked as she tensed up.

"The one who took Mommy away," Cali said.

To an outsider who knew nothing about there situation Cali's words would just be the ramblings of a child wanting attention. However Neen wasn't an outsider, she was a part of it; she had lived the horror of growing up in the life. She knew whom Cali was talking about, but she needed to know why.

"Cali, baby. This is really important, I need you to tell me what he was doing. What was the bad man doing," Neen said softly but anyone could hear the worry in her voice.

"He was watching Auntie Cagly," the four year old said still having trouble pronouncing her "R's".

Neen looked up at the woman next to her. She was rubbing Emma's back as she watched the child. All Neen could do was worry. This wasn't a good idea. She had no idea why Old Man Johnson would send her here. There were to many familiar faces.

"Can you go upstairs and say by to your new friends before we go," Neen asked as she looked back at the girl.

Cali nodded as she went bounding up the stairs to say bye to Michael and Morgan who had long since gone upstairs to play with their train set. Neen watched as the girl walked up the stairs before she turned to look at Carly. So this was Carly, the same Carly that had walked away so long ago. Neen wasn't sure of everything, the only one that actually knew what was going on was Old Man Johnson, but she knew that worlds were about to tumble.

"What's going on," Carly asked as both women stood, "And what's your job really."

"I can't tell you that. All I can ask is that you don't mention any of what Cali said to your husband, or anyone involved in his business. It'll bring more trouble than good. I realize that you want to be filled in, and under any other circumstances I'm sure Courtney would, but I doubt she can," Neen spoke softly "Too many lives are at risk, and that includes you and your sons. Just trust me when I say that things are going to go down that will blow this town to pieces. Please don't mention this to anyone."

Just as Neen finished Cali walked sown the steps with a stuffed toy in tow. She walked up to Neen and was scooped up in a second. Neen walked to the door and opened it. She turned back around and looked in Carly's eyes before she spoke, " Please remember what we talked about."

Carly watched as the woman left with the child in her arms. She wouldn't say a word, not yet anyway. She knew how dangerous things could get, and the last thing she wanted was to put the lives of those she loved in danger. She knew so little as it was; just that Abbey's child had been located. She wished she knew more, but then again she was the one that left. Carly turned and walked to the couch. She plopped down on it and let herself digest everything.

-.-

The woman at the top of the stairs watched as the man and woman walked away. Durant was an idiot if he believed her. Lana was a fool to believe that she could get away with it. Jason, Jason was a whole other story. That man was something else. She wasn't sure what was happening to her, but she couldn't get the man out of her head.

She stood from her hiding spot on the stairs and walked down them. She stood at the bottom of them as she watched the man run his hands through his hair while looking at the water. She had to smile at that, and the fact that he had a very cute ass.

"What's so interesting," She asked as she walked closer to him.

Jason spun around surprised that she was there. He looked at her strange seeing her let out a giggle at how shocked her was to see her. He just stood there looking at her as she tried to hide the smile that kept forming on her lips.

"Stop," She said as she looked away.

"Stop what," Jason asked as his lips began to curl up. This wasn't normal for him. His lips didn't curl up, and he didn't smile.

"Stop looking at me. You're making me laugh," She said as she looked down at the ground.

"And laughing is a bad thing because why."

"I never said it was bad. It's just that we have business to discuss," Courtney said as she walked over to the bench.

They sat on the bench for sometime discussing business. Before she threw her head back in frustration and let out a sigh. She slammed her wrist down towards the bench. As her hand went down her wrist hit the side of the bench causing her to let out a yelp in pain.

Jason couldn't help but smile at how worked up she was getting over business. He felt his lips begin to curl up again. He watched her throw her arms up in the air in frustration, and then slam them down. He tried to stop her, but it was to late as her wrist came slamming down on the bench.

Courtney jumped up in pain as she began to hope around in circles as she shook her left hand in the air. She was hoping to lessen the pain but it didn't seem to help. Jason stood just as quickly as he tried to grab her. Hoping around wouldn't help. Finally he was able to get a grip on her arms as he pulled her to him.

"I don't think that will help," He whispered in her ear.

Courtney's breath caught in her throat as she listened to the deep masculine whisper that was sounding throughout her head. She swallowed hard as the pain in her wrist seemed to disappear. She felt her heart begin to quicken as Jason slowly pulled back from her and looked into her eyes. He saw a light in them that seemed so familiar, like it had always been seen in his eyes. He couldn't resist himself as he slowly bent his head down towards her.

Courtney soon lost all feeling in her body as she felt Jason wrap an arm around her back and pull her to him. Seeing his head come towards hers she shut her eyes in anticipation.

There lips met slowly as her soft lips pressed against his. She could feel the heat coming from him, as she was sure he could feel the heat radiating off of her. She felt the soft warmth of his tongue gently glide across her lips as she slowly cracked her mouth open allowing his tongue to enter her mouth. The slowly began to deepen the kiss more as the two fought the urge to breath. Neither wanting the moment to end.