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A/N: Thanks for all the positive feedback. I'm glad that all of you like the story so far. Oh yea, sorry for all the Liz bashing, but I really can't stand the broad.
Last Train Home Ch. 4:
The second the door slammed shut Sonny turned to Carly. His face was set in a deep scowl.
"What the hell, Carly?" He yelled angrily.
"What?" She answered innocently.
"I told that I didn't want her around my men, including Jason," he said. "I know what you're trying to do. You just can't put them back together after everything that has happened! She betrayed him and then left without so much as a goodbye. Jason has moved on and I don't know why you want to drag him back."
"Ok first off all, Jason was already here. So technically I didn't bring her around him. How was I supposed to know that he was going to be here?" She asked him reaching over to put an arm around his waist. Sonny remained unchanged, but the scowl on his face was deepening rapidly. "You know that they deserve a second chance, if it wasn't for you and your foolish pride Courtney wouldn't have left in the first place." The response was said in a soft whisper.
"I don't want to hear it, Carly," He groaned taking her into his arms. "Sometimes people just aren't meant to be. Sometimes there is just too much baggage to make the relationship work. Now, Jason is angry and I think that you did Courtney no service by forcing her on him."
"What about us Sonny? If what you just said were true than I would still be living downtown and you would still be here by yourself." She answered laying her head on his chest.
"We are different," was his only response before kissing her softly on the crown of her head.
"Not that different," She reasoned.
"You just have to have the last word, don't you?" His tone was amused.
"Yup," she said with a laugh.
Meanwhile Outside…
They had been waiting for the elevator for what seemed like an hour. The jingling of the keys in her hand was the only noise between the two. A soft sigh escaped his lips while he began to tap his foot against the carpeted floor. Courtney took this time to look at him, really look at him. Jason looked about the same, except for the subtle changes, like the dark bags under his steely blue eyes. His physique was much the same, a little less bulky, but all in all it was the same man she left behind all those years ago. The ding of the elevator brought her mind back to focus and they stood back to let the other people out.
She noticed Marco first and he gave her a curt smile and wave before turning his attention to Jason.
"You have a visitor," he told him. Just as the words escaped Marco's mouth, Elizabeth came out of the elevator. Courtney could feel her heart pounding in her chest when the brunette wrapped her arms around Jason and kissed him on the lips. It was like she wasn't even there.
"Come all the way to the elevator to greet me?" She asked a smile lightening up her face.
"Uh, actually I have to help her with her bags," Jason replied gesturing to the petite woman at his side. What now he can't even say my name? Apparently I'm just her to him, not his ex wife or hell even his ex girlfriend. Nope I'm just her. Courtney's mind was racing with anger and hurt. Not that she shouldn't have expected this. She had hoped that by some miracle that he wouldn't hate her as much as she knew he would, but her prayers must have fallen on deaf ears.
"Oh, Courtney. You finally made it back to Port Charles," Elizabeth's voice was dripping with sweetness.
"Yeah. I couldn't miss out on the wedding of the year," she replied through gritted teeth.
"How nice, Sonny's actually going to let you attend the nuptials?" Liz said the smile on her face turning into a grin.
"Liz…" Jason's tone was a low warning.
"Well I just assumed with Courtney taking off that like that, you know right after she betrayed you and Sonny…" Liz recounted, her statement tapering off at the end. Courtney looked for some kind of help, but found Jason staring at the floor and Marco waiting inside the elevator. She hadn't been this angry in a long time and it was all thanks to perfect miss Elizabeth Webber.
"You know what, Liz?" Courtney's tone was rising and when she saw the triumphant look on Liz's face she checked herself. This was exactly what she wanted, to get under her skin and force a conflict. "I'm just going to get my bag myself. I hope you and Jason have a nice evening." The smile on the other woman's face fell.
"It's fine, I'll get the bag. I'll meet you in the penthouse, Elizabeth," Jason jumped in and Court had to stifle a laugh when he turned away from the brunette's kiss. Once inside the elevator the silence returned.
"Can you stop that, please?" Jason asked her gesturing to the keys in her hand. She hadn't even realized that she was jingling them.
"Sorry," she mumbled back shoving the keys into her pocket. "So, you and Elizabeth?" The question was more of statement and she didn't even realize that she said it until she was met by Jason's angry glare.
"None of your business," was all that he said before the elevator door opened releasing them into the elaborately decorated lobby. She followed Jason out, having a hard time keeping up with his long strides. Once they made it out to the parking garage he looked at her motioning for the keys. She tossed them over and watched him open the trunk and pull out her solitary bag.
"Is this it?" He asked confused.
"Yea, I told you that I didn't have that much," she murmured. The slam of the trunk was his response and he continued to walk as fast as his legs would take him back to the penthouse. They were back in the elevator again, but this time there was no Marco. She just wanted him to talk to her, even if he was yelling and screaming it would be a welcome change from the silence. Jason must have heard her unspoken pleas, because he began to talk.
"So, where have you been?" He asked. His disposition was relaxing, but she could tell he was still on guard.
"Boston," she answered.
"What's in Boston?" His curiosity was getting the better of him.
"Nothing too special." She realized that wasn't much of an answer, but it was the only thing that came to mind. "I just had to get away for awhile." He nodded, but didn't offer a response. "How are things here?" She asked trying to keep the conversation rolling.
"Pretty much the same. You know that this town never changes," he said with a smile and she nodded. "Have you seen Mike, yet?" Her body tensed up at the name of her father. Scared that her voice would fail her, she just shook her head. "Maybe you should. I know that he misses you."
"Yea he's probably the only one," Courtney snorted in response.
"That's not true. Carly and the boys they all wanted you to come home. Even Sonny, in his own weird way, missed your presence." Jason said softly.
"And you?" She asked her voice shaking. Before he could respond the elevator dinged and the door opened. She watched as he practically leapt out of the elevator and handed over her bag. She took it and gave him short thank you before making her way back into penthouse 4.
