A/N: Here we go, chapter two, woo-hoo! I just finished writing chapter 7. Seriously, by the time we get to chapter 4ish, I'm going to be getting hate mail, death threats, and no one's going to be reading anymore. I'm just a huge bitch in this story. Honestly, I'm out of control. But that's ok, it'll all work out for the best. So, without further ado, here's chapter 2 (don't you love things that rhyme)

Pureevil230- I love that the first review I ever got for this story starts with "u suck". That does wonders for my self esteem, lol. But yes, I know that you love the fluff.

Seth Cohen's girlfriend- You are a horrible person. I am dying for more of that story, and I'm sure a lot of people are. Get it together missy! That's tough love, Leanna style.

luvthemorgans- Ah yes, freshman. So immature. Bre, Bre, Bre. Cute as a button, not quite as smart. (I'm not sure if I've used that one on you before, but I'm using it again.

LoLogirl28- I explained about Rosie's disappearance in SWCT. It always bothers me when they just 'lose' pets on TV. They do that to children too. I mean, seriously, Lulu was lost for a longgggg time.

Hanna415- I'm glad

middiegurl08- No use in building up the anxiety with the fluff and then pouring on the angst. I had to get right to it. I'm glad I was able to make your day.

sexyt- They're Courtney and Jason. Of course they know each other! Lol. And I'm glad you liked my sugar coated little attempts at humor.

Samantha- You know the angst rocks your socks. Fluff is sweet and all but it has nothing on some old fashioned physical/emotional pain. We're a society of sadists and masochists, lol.

anon14- I love me some curveballs. And I don't want to kick the puppy per say, I just want to get my anger out on something fluffy and furry. Name an animal you don't like and I'll kick that one. I hate birds. So I'll kick a pigeon.

jennifer..courtneylovejason- well, you already know what happens, but still… I'm glad you liked it so much! And I'm glad you loved Meg.

Tania- Boredom is for losers! We here at camp Leanna always make sure that our stories are chock full of goodstuff. Wow, what did I just say? I would delete it and post something else but I think it's important that you see how tired I am, yet I am still updating.

jinxyknockonwood- I'm glad that your glad. We are just a group full of happy people.

DaniBabez- Oops, silly grades. Like they really matter anyway… But I'm glad you like my sequel so far!

Starlet- As hard as it is to say, I'm glad that you're saying it. Fluff is sweet and all, but it's angst that makes for good material. And I'm glad you like the title. People don't realize just how important the title of a story is and how much time I spend thinking them up.

(There technically was further ado, 'cause I had the thanks, but without further ado except for the thanks doesn't rhyme with chapter 2)

Chapter 2- A Plan

"My name is Courtney Morgan, my husband was admitted here for a gun shot wound" cried Courtney as she explained to the nurse on duty at GH.

"Ma'am, you are just going to sit down and wait a few moments. We can't give out any information on your husband's condition yet" said the nurse, knowing exactly who both Courtney and her husband were.

"Courtney! Come with me" instructed Dr. Emily Cassadine as she came up to Courtney, took her by the hand, and led her away.

"Were you Jason's doctor Em?" she asked.

"No, they wouldn't let me be cause of the whole family thing. But Liz assisted as a nurse, so we'll be able to get information" said Emily as she led Courtney into a restricted area and then into a room.

Meanwhile, Jason Morgan was not a happy camper. He was being poked and prodded like he was a piece of meat, and he was being talked about as though he wasn't even there.

"I'd like to at least call my wife" he said loudly, but naturally he was ignored.

Jason sat up in the bed as the doctors tried to push him back down, but found themselves unable to.

"Mr. Morgan, if you don't lie back down and cooperate, we are going to need to give you a sedative and restrain you" said one of the doctors.

"Jason, I sent Emily to look for Courtney, don't worry" assured Liz.

"I'm fine, I don't need to be here" said Jason as he tried to get up again.

"Mr. Morgan" warned the doctor as he readied a sedative.

"Wait, that won't be necessary" said Emily as she pushed open the door and Courtney ran in, right into Jason's outstretched arm. The good one at least.

"Thank god your ok baby" she said as she planted kisses all over him. "I was so worried"

"It's alright. I'm ok now" he told her. "Now that you're here"

"Mrs. Morgan, you can't be in here" instructed the doctor.

"If she goes, I go too" Jason growled at the doctor.

"I thought you were shot?" Courtney asked, surprised to see him so alert and together.

"A bullet grazed my arm. I passed out from blood loss before but I'm fine now" he told her as he held up his arm so she could inspect it.

"He still needs to get stitched up though" said Liz.

"Jason, let them stitch you up, ok?" asked Courtney.

"Stay with me?" he asked her and she smiled at how much he seemed like a little boy in that moment.

"Of course" she told him as she held tightly to the hand on his good arm as the doctors began the stitches.

Although they wanted to keep Jason overnight for observation, he absolutely refused to. He needed to get home to be with his wife and see his daughter. Meg was staying with Carly and Sonny while Courtney was at the hospital, and Jason knew she must be upset. It wasn't as though she knew what was going on, but she knew that her mommy had become hysterical and her daddy wasn't around. They were both desperate to go back to her and explain that they were all ok. But they weren't all ok. The shooting had shaken the Morgan's to the core. There hadn't been violence in years, and all the sudden, it was beginning again. Jason knew that he and Courtney would be having a conversation that night that neither wanted.

Courtney was quiet the whole ride home, and the only time she ever took her eyes off the road was to shoot a look at Jason in the passenger seat and make sure he hadn't passed out.

"It's going to be ok" he told her.

"We don't know that" she said softly.

"I'll make it ok" he assured her.

"At what cost?" she asked as she pulled into Sonny's graystone.

Courtney got out of the car and went to help Jason, but as usual, he was stubborn and brushed off her help.

"How does your arm feel?" she asked him as she touched it tenderly.

"It's fine. They gave me so much medication it's amazing that I can even feel my legs when I'm standing up" he told her as he took her hand.

"Oh my god Jason, I was so worried!" cried Carly as she projected herself into Jason's arms once she opened the door.

"Ah, Carly" winced Jason as she threw her weight on his arm.

"Car, Jason was shot in the arm tonight" said Courtney, emphasizing the word arm.

"Right, sorry Jase" said Carly as she quickly pulled away.

"Daddy, Mommy!" came the little voice as two tiny feet scampered over to Courtney and Jason.

Meg threw her arms around both their legs and Jason bent down and scooped her up with his uninjured arm. He hugged her tightly as though he would never let her go, loosening his grip only when she giggled and said "Daddy, you're squeezing my insides"

"Sorry babe" he told her as he adjusted her in his arms so that he was looking at her.

"Are you ok Daddy?" she asked. "Mommy looked upset before" she said as she reached out one of her hands for Courtney who took the little hand in her own.

"Daddy got a boo-boo tonight, see that bandage" said Courtney as she pointed at his arm.

Meg frowned and then bent down and kissed his arm where the bandage was.

"All better!" she said with a smile.

"Yes, it is all better now" he told her as she yawned and leaned into his chest.

"We better get her home. Thanks for watching her" Courtney said to Carly who waved it off, saying it was no problem.

Courtney lifted Meg out of the car and put her right into bed, glad that she was already in pajamas. After all, Courtney had to wake her up just to bring her over to Carly's before. Courtney went into the master bedroom and began to get ready for bed herself, brushing her teeth and slipping out of her clothes and into a pair of Jason's boxers and a tank top. Jason was already in bed, stripped down to his boxers, and just watching her, trying to gather his thoughts. Courtney climbed into bed and turned off all of the lights except for the lamp on her nightstand. She lied down and propped herself up one elbow so that she was facing him.

"Tonight shouldn't have happened" she told him as she seethed with anger, not at him, but the people who had hurt him.

"I know" he agreed, the same anger in his eyes.

"It's been years Jason; years" she said in a frustrated tone. "There has been nothing. No shootouts, no explosions, no arrests even. And then all the sudden, the warehouse just gets shot up, late at night, when no one was supposed to even be there"

"They were aiming for me, and only me. They didn't want to take out a lot of people. Only me" he told her.

"Is that supposed to comfort me?" she asked him in disbelief.

"No, that's the truth. I'm trying to tell you the truth Courtney"

"So what does this mean? Is a mob war going to break out? Are you going to have to send me and Meg down to the island, right in time for Meg to miss her first day of school ever?"

"I don't know Courtney. I don't even know if this was mob related or personal"

"Jason, how personal can it get? Anything that's personal is mob related" she informed him.

"I know" he said quietly, unable to meet her eye. "Courtney, I can't keep you and Meg in danger"

"And sending us away is not going to keep us safe! It's going to just prove to make things worse. I'm going to be miserable, and Meg especially is going to be miserable. We talked about this Jason, we want to give her a normal life, remember"

"Damn it Courtney, how can I forget?" he asked her. "It broke my heart tonight when Meg was worried about my 'boo-boo'. When she tried to kiss it to make it feel better! That killed me. 'Cause what if it was bigger than needing just a kiss to make me all better. What if I had died tonight?"

"I don't even want to think about that" said Courtney as she pulled back into the shadows so Jason couldn't see the tears running down her face.

"Well, we have to" he said almost harshly. "I can't leave you and Meg alone and unprotected. I can't die now. I have too much to live for, too much to protect"

"So where does that leave us Jason? What position does that put us in? We've exhausted all of our options"

"No, we haven't" said Jason.

"What, you can think of something else?" she asked as she moved her face back into the light.

Jason looked up and saw her tears, and it broke his heart. Reaching up, he wiped them away with the pad of his thumb and swallowed hard before he told her what he needed to do.

"I need to leave" he told her.

"What?" she asked him in shock and disbelief.

"Shh!" he said softly. "You're going to wake up Meg"

"Jason, you can't leave! How is that going to keep us safe! How are we going to stay protected against any danger if you're not here to play protector?"

"If I leave, you won't be in any danger. I was the target tonight Courtney, not Sonny, not our men. Not even our warehouse or the shipment. The shooter wanted me dead, no one else. If I leave, they'll follow me. They won't hurt you or Meg.

"You can't spend your life running away" she told him.

"Do you think I want to?" he asked her. "Do you think I want to spend lonely nights in seedy motel rooms, being plagued by nightmares about the family that I left behind? You think my idea of fun is waking up in a cold sweat? But I can't keep putting you or our daughter in danger."

"Jason, you've tried this before, remember? When we lost Meg as a baby, and you told me that I should divorce you so that I could get custody! It was a dumb idea then, and it's a still a dumb idea now!"

"What else am I supposed to do Courtney? How can I stay here and knowingly sacrifice the lives of my family?"

"You can't just leave Jason! Please don't leave me!" she begged as she started to sob, her whole body shaking.

"I am so sorry baby, come here" he told her as he pulled her close to him and let her cry into his bare chest. "I love you, and I don't want to leave you. But I couldn't stand to bury you or Meg either"

"We're not going to die Jason. None of us are" she said as she pulled away slightly from his embrace so that she could caress his cheek.

He closed his eyes as he felt her touch, sighing in contentment.

"I don't think I'm strong enough to leave" he told her truthfully.

"So don't" she said as she lightly kissed his lips.

"I have to"

"No you don't" she begged.

"Wait, Courtney, I have an idea" he said, suddenly excited.

"What, what is it?" she asked him.

"What if I moved out but stayed in Port Charles? I could move into our old penthouse. This way, I won't be with you all the time so you won't be a target. Plus, I'll still be close enough to see you whenever. And Meg. I could even be here for her first day of kindergarten"

"Why don't you just stay here? How is the penthouse going to be any safer?" she asked him.

"Because, I won't be living here. When someone comes to shoot up my home, you and Meg won't be inside"

"I don't know if I like this" said Courtney.

"I don't like it either. But it's better than me going on the run and being completely away from you. We can still see each other all the time, and talk to each other every night on the phone."

"Do I even have a say in the matter?" she asked him.

"Of course. But Courtney, think about Meg. You may be willing to sacrifice your own life, but are you ready to put Meg in the line of fire? Are you ready for a stray bullet to hit her?"

"No! Of course not!" cried Courtney. "I just can't imagine going to bed at night and not having you next to me"

"I know, I can't imagine it either" said Jason as he held her tight. "So, looks like we better make tonight count"

"You're moving out tomorrow?"

"I have to Courtney. The sooner the better"

"I love you so much Jason" she told him as she lied down.

"I love you so much too" he said as he lied down next to her.

She promptly snuggled up next to him so that her head was lying on his chest. She couldn't control her tears anymore.

"Don't cry baby" he told her as he felt her tears on his chest.

"I just can't help but think of tomorrow night. Tomorrow night you're going to be across town"

"Just focus on now. Focus on tonight"

A/N: Don't hate me yet. It gets soooo much worse. You guys are going to think I've had my identity stolen by a JaSam fan.