Chapter 17- Her Angel

"Jason?" Carly called out as she let herself into her best friend's home. "Jason are you home?"

Walking further into the living room, Carly saw the remains of what seemed to be a picture frame. She almost tripped over half of a broken pool stick, and almost stumbled over a passed out Jason.

"You have to be kidding me," Carly groaned as she walked purposely toward the kitchen, opened the freezer, filled a cup with ice. Then she headed to the sink and topped off the ice with some water. She couldn't believe the nerve he had to do this…

"I'm going to stand here, call your name for about three seconds, and if you don't wake up, this is going all over your pathetic face," Carly said angrily as she tapped her foot in front of the passed out man. She spied the half empty vodka bottle and sighed. Jason didn't even like vodka, he'd always preferred beers.
"Jason, wake up… Jaaaaaasonnn…. Oh for God's sake. It's your own fault you know!" Carly said as she bent down and got right above his face, dumped out the glass of ice cold water, and stood back up, satisfied that she had proven her point. Well, half her point anyways.

"You're crazy," Jason said as he used his shirt to wipe off his face. When he put the now wet fabric down, he looked around and surveyed his surroundings. A broken picture frame, a half empty vodka bottle lying close to him, pool balls everywhere… he sighed.

"I'm crazy?" Carly yelled outraged, "I'm crazy? I'm not the one staying in his house feeling sorry for himself! I'm out, I'm doing things to help bring my best friend and your unborn child home! What are you doing again? That's right, you're getting drunk! You disgust me," Carly yelled, knowing that she was being extremely hard on him, but apparently, someone had to.

Standing up and placing a hand to his throbbing head he said, "You're right. I'm an idiot."

"Yeah, I mean, occasionally you're an idiot," Carly said, letting a smile form on her face, "Come on, let's clean this place up. You don't want Courtney coming home to a mess like this do you?"

Jason shook his head. "I shouldn't have drank. I, I don't normally do these types of things… it's normally… you," he said as he walked toward the broken picture frame and picked up the picture that had been in the broken frame.

"That's true," Carly said, "that's why I didn't expect it from you."

Jason said nothing. The picture was of him and Courtney, taken last month. They had been at home, on the couch. Carly had come over and taken a secret snapshot. Sonny had bought her a digital camera for Christmas and she was always using it on them, Sonny, and especially the boys every chance she got. Jason had to admit, she knew how to take a good picture.

They had been sleeping. Her head had been rested on his shoulder, his arm wrapped around her waist, holding her stomach where their son too slept. Carly had delighted in showing them her accomplishment the next day…

"That was a perfect moment. I had to take the picture," Carly said as she came over to where Jason had been looking at the picture. She figured that he must not have realized that he had been staring at it for a while now.

"Thank you, for taking it," Jason said as he felt tears forming in the back of his eyes. He knew he wouldn't be able to hold them back.

"It's one of my favorites of the two, three, of you," Carly whispered as she wrapped her arms around her best friend. "Everything will be okay. We'll find them, I promise."

Courtney had pretended to fall unconscious in the back of Antonio's, or who's ever it was, car. That why, Antonio would hold nothing back when he called his boss. She heard it all.

"Boss, yeah we got a problem. Courtney's having pains. I'm in the car headed to General Hospital. No! She has a specific doctor, her pregnancy's high risk. Listen to me, just listen, think about this. Morgan will make sure you die an extremely painful death if the girl or the kid die. You know he'll find you even if you do run away. Are you willing to risk her life? Yes, I remember what happened last time. Don't! Don't bring it up, please. The situation with Lauren was completely different. I'm bringing her to her doctor Armando, and really, I hope her husband finds her, and kills you," Antonio slapped his phone shut and Courtney was shocked. Maybe she didn't have to fake her pains anymore, would he still bring her to the hospital? She couldn't be sure… maybe she could pretend to wake up and ask to call Jason?

She'd have to try it…

"An-Antonio?" She mumbled as he took his eyes off the road to look at the woman in his back seat.

"Hey, you okay? Does it still hurt?" He asked, seeming genuinely concerned. Courtney had so many questions as to why he seemed to hate Sandoval. She wondered who Lauren was too… maybe, maybe she could find out…

"A little, please, please let me call my husband," Courtney begged as she began to cry.

"I planned on calling him when we got to the hospital, so he could come get you," Antonio admitted as he turned back to look at her again.

Feeling guilty, Courtney admitted, "I faked my labor pains."

"You what?" Antonio said as he gripped his hands tighter on the wheel.

"I just wanted to go h-home," Courtney cried as she sat up and put her head in her hands.

"You're smart, I'll give you that," Antonio said as he reached into his pocket and took out his cell phone and handed it to her.

"You don't have any idea how much this means to me," Courtney said as she took the phone and began to dial the familiar number.

"I think I do," Antonio whispered, but Courtney didn't hear him.

"Morgan," Jason didn't recognize the number that showed up on his caller ID. He was hoping it was information on where his wife was. Jason wasn't expecting the voice that he heard.

"Jason," Courtney breathed into the phone, so happy to hear his voice.

"Courtney? Courtney, where are you? Are you okay?" Jason asked, becoming concerned, but amazingly happy to hear her voice.

"My guard, Antonio, well, let's just say he's an angel. I faked labor pains Jason, I told Antonio that I had a specific doctor at General Hospital. Even though Sandoval had a doctor on call, he was bringing me to GH anyways. We're in the car right now. He's going against Sandoval's orders Jason, for me," Courtney said as she reached forward to squeeze Antonio's shoulder.

"I won't let anything happen to him. Where are you right now? What road?" Jason asked as he opened his door and began to walk toward Sonny's penthouse.

"What road are we on Antonio?" Courtney asked the Spanish man, her Spanish angel.

"Black Oak," Antonio replied.

"We're close Jason, Black Oak," she said excitedly. "I miss you."

"I miss you too, and I love you. More than anything," he said as he opened the door and signaled for Sonny to walk over to him.

"I can't wait to see you. It's only been a day, but it feels like it's been forever to me," Courtney said as Antonio turned around, seeing a black car following them. "Courtney, let me talk to your husband." He demanded.

"Me too Court," Jason said as he let out a breath he hadn't known he'd been holding.

"Jason, Antonio needs to talk to you," Courtney said as she handed the phone to him in the front seat.

Antonio was sure to keep his voice low, not wanting Courtney to worry. "Look, Sandoval must have put a tracking device on my car or something, we're being followed. Courtney and I are en route to General Hospital. We came from Route 44, remember that. If we don't show up at General Hospital in 45 minutes, something happened," Antonio said, waiting for a response from the worried husband.

"I'll leave right now and see if I can get to you," Jason said as he motioned for Sonny to follow him out of the penthouse and back into his own.

"Good, I'm driving a black BMW SUV. License plate 6HK 9UB3," Antonio said as he heard another man talking in the background. He assumed it was the woman's brother, Sonny Corinthos.

"Got it, we're leaving now. And, Antonio is it?" Jason asked.

"Yeah, that's my name," Antonio said as he checked his rear view mirror, the black car was now getting dangerously close to them…

"Thank you, for taking care of my wife and my son," Jason said, truly meaning it, and not knowing any other way to express his gratitude. He wasn't good with words.

"I didn't have the heart to do what Sandoval wanted me to do. We'll see you soon," Antonio said as he slapped the phone shut.

"We're being followed?" Courtney asked as she placed a protective hand on her stomach.

"Yes, your husband and your brother are going to meet us," Antonio said, "We just need to try and hold them off."

Courtney nodded her head as she put her seat belt on, earning a smile from Antonio.

"Want me to put on the radio?" Antonio asked, trying to get Courtney not to think about what was happening.

"Yeah, that would help," Courtney said as she heard a song that she knew and began to softly sing the lyrics.

Only a few minutes later, they heard a bang. Courtney screamed and Antonio jerked the wheel. The bastards had blown out the left rear tire. There was no way he could maintain the speed he was going with a blown tire.

"Look, we'll be fine okay? You, me and your baby. Morgan and Corinthos will be here soon, we just gotta hang on okay?" Antonio said as he felt the car begin to spin. They had hit the back of the SUV.

"Okay," Courtney managed to murmur as the car rolled over on the side of the road and she hit her head on the window, knocking her unconscious.