"You know what I do when I want to get away?" Jason asked.

"What?" Liz replied.

"Come on I'll show you." he said standing up and offering her his hand. She took it unsurely as he led her over into the parking lot.

"You want me to get on that?" She asked gesturing to his motorcycle.

"Why not?" He asked Throwing a leg over the bike. She stared at him for a few minutes before shrugging her shoulders and getting on behind him.

"Hold on tight. Just scream if I'm going to fast." He called over his shoulder as he revved the engine. She put her arms loosely around him but, quickly tightened them as he shot out of the parking lot. She was afraid to open her eyes at first burring her head in his back. Her courage grew and she tilted her head to the side cautiously opening her eyes to watch the scenery whip by.

She'd never felt a rush like it throwing her head back and laughing. It was all over much to soon for her liking as Jason pulled the bike to a stop on an old bridge helping her off.

"I come here to think." Jason explained as she took in the scenery. "There's an old estate down that way, you can see it better during the day."

"It's beautiful." Liz replied leaning over the railing and gazing down at the frozen stream. "Can I ask you something?"

"Sure." He replied.

"This Alcazar guy, the one everyone says killed my brother." She began.

"I can't" Jason interrupted.

"I'm not stupid." Liz cut him off. "I have no illusion about what my brother did, what you do. I'm not going to run off with some crazy plan for revenge."

"Then what do you want to know?" Jason asked skeptically.

"Your going to make sure he pays, aren't you?" She asked.

"I'm taking care of it." Jason replied cryptically.

"Good." Liz replied

"What are you going to do now?" Jason asked.

"That's the million dollar question." Liz began shrugging. "God I hate it here."

"You want to leave?" Jason asked.

"No, not here." Liz explained. "I just don't care for New York very much. It holds a lot of bad memories."

"Of your stepfather?" Jason asked cautiously.

"What do you know about that?" Liz asked surprised.

"Sonny told me how he treated you guys and your mother." Jason replied.

"Oh." Liz replied tearing her gaze from his. "So, I guess I'll be taking off soon. I mean there's nothing keeping me here."

"You still have family here." Jason replied.

"Who, a brother who's aa stranger to me. A sister who I don't know and already can't stand. Or the icing on the cake my dead beat dad." Liz asked sarcastically.

"You have Carly, Michael and the Baby is due in a few months." Jason began. "And you have me."

"You barley know me." Liz replied.

"But, I'd like to be your friend." Jason replied.

"Why?" She asked.

"Why not?" He countered.

"I guess I can stick around for a while." Liz relented.

"Good," Jason began. "But, you can't stay at Jakes." He put up a hand to stop her protest. "It's not safe, not right now. You can stay with Carly"

"I don't think that's a good idea." Liz began. "I mean it would be to hard, I can't just go back to my old room and pretend everything ok now that..." She trailed off.

"You can stay across the hall with me." Jason began. "I'm hardly ever home and there's plenty of room." She stared at him for a few minutes considering her options. She barley knew this man, but something in his eyes made her trust him. That scared her, she didn't trust anyone. If you don't trust people they can't hurt you. But, for the first time in her life she was compelled to take a risk, to let someone in.

"Ok." Liz replied. "I guess I can stay with you for a while, until it's safe."