A/N – Thanks for the comments! * Kikimoo – Great question! If Ric cannot pay, usually they levy your property first (like your car or put a lien on your house or seize your bank account). Diane can petition the court to garnish his wages. There is usually a repayment plan. If it's a court order, then he has to pay it or be in violation of it which could lead to arrest for contempt of court which could lead to jail time and/or more fines. So basically, Diane has to do all the work to get his property etc. in order to collect.

Alright, I feel like I'm losing people. I don't usually write this long. I'm thinking I'm going to fast forward after Colorado and then tackle one more thing and then end it. I really didn't think this one would be this long, but there was so much drama lol.

Chapter 58

The waitress took their orders and then Jason grabbed Elizabeth's hand. Constantly touching in some way was now almost an addiction; a way to be closer to her.

"How is your leg?" she asked. It was the first time he had flown since the accident and the flight had been over five hours.

"A little sore, but I'm fine."

"You want me to take a look at it?" Steven asked.

"I'm a little swollen, but it will be fine," he said before drinking some water.

"Did you stay hydrated on the plane?" Audrey asked.

"Yes."

"Good."

Francis's phone buzzed so he got up to answer it. "Nathan?"

"Hey, Ric is here and wanted to speak to you."

Francis rolled his eyes. "Put him on."

"Francis?"

"Yes."

"What did you do with the beams that were taking from the site?"

"I think the county inspector has them."

"Thanks."

"Wait!"

Nathan got back on.

"What the hell?"

"I don't know what he is up to boss."

"They are locked away as evidence, so he won't be able to touch them. Can you do me a favor?"

"Sure."

"Call Spinelli and make sure that Ric has no connections to the inspector and then call Sonny and let him know what is going on."

"I will."

A worried Francis went back to the table.

"What's wrong?" Jason asked.

"Ric wanted to know what we did with the beams."

Liz frowned. "For what?"

"I don't know what he is up too. I'm having Spinelli look into it and Nathan is going to let Sonny know. I'm hoping he'll confront his brother."

"There is no way he's getting out the charges. You don't think he'd try to make the evidence disappear. Do you?"

"It won't matter. It's all documented."

Sarah rubbed Francis's back. She could tell he was a little stressed.

"Well, there's nothing we can do from here. Don't let it get to you, Francis," Liz said.

"I'll try to think of something else."

As he was reaching for his glass, he caught a movement to his left and turned to see Gloria striding towards the table.

"You ungrateful little bitch! After all I've done for you—I can't believe that you would throw me under the bus."

Andrea smirked. "Hello fake mother. God, I'm so glad I'm not related to you. I found out what you did and took the appropriate measures and I'm beyond happy with the results."

"You will never find the answers you want. I made sure of it."

Andrea stood. "What did you do?"

"Let's just say there will be nothing left of that house and you will never know who your brother is or your mother. You screwed with the wrong person."

Jeff had to hold Andrea back for a minute and then she whipped out her phone and dialed 911 and sent them to the house. They made her stay on the line as Gloria watched in glee.

"You are going to pay for this in spades," Andrea said. "When I'm through with you, you'll have nothing."

"People have tried before, but they never succeed."

The 911 operator came on. "Mrs. Webber, the fire department is at the house. There was a small brush fire that got dangerously close, but they are putting it out. Luckily, your neighbor called it in. Can you meet them there to open up the house so they can check out the inside?"

"Of course, I'll be right there." She put her phone in her pocket. "You failed as usual. The fire is out."

Gloria sneered. "Then I will just do away with you myself." She pulled out a gun which startled the waiter, making him trip and dump the soup that Andrea had ordered right down the front of Gloria's outfit. She yelled as the hot liquid scorched her skin and that gave Francis enough time to disarm her.

"You crazy bitch!" Andrea said. "Steven, I'm going to stay here to make sure she is brought up on charges. Did you rent a car?"

"Yes."

"Can you go to house and let the fire department in? It's only ten minutes away. I'll make sure they put your supper aside."

"Okay." He took the keys and Andrea rattled off the address. Emily insisted on going with them so they hurried away.

The police arrived and handcuffed a belligerent Gloria.

"You're going to look just great in orange," Andrea said further fueling Gloria's tirade as she resisted arrest.

"Go to hell."

"That is reserved for you and my father. Enjoy prison."

"You will burn for this. I will make sure of it!"

An officer dragged her away while a detective took everyone's name and got their statements. When they finally left, they sat at the table and the manager approached them.

"Are you alright ma'am?" Andrea looked pale.

"I could really use a glass of wine."

"Coming right up. We were able to delay your dinners if you still want them."

"It's fine. Bring ours when they are ready, however, my son and his girlfriend will be back in about forty minutes."

He asked what their order was and then disappeared.

"Francis, thank you."

"You're welcome, but you don't look good. Have you eaten today?"

"Not really. I'm a little light headed, but I'll be fine."

The girls looked at each other for a long moment as they silently communicated. All this stress was not good and it was taking a toll.

Jeff buttered a piece of bread and handed it to her. "Eat this please."

"Okay. My heart is beating a mile a minute."

"Just take a few deep breaths. At least you won't have to worry about that woman hurting you ever again."

"True."

Dinner was pretty quiet after that. Emily and Steven came back and Andrea and Jeff stayed with them while they ate. Audrey went upstairs and Francis, Jason, Liz, and Sarah went to the bar.

"I'm glad nothing happened to the house," Liz said.

"Me too. Mom needs to deal with that herself so she can get closure." Sarah leaned back against Francis's chest and he put his arm around her.

"Tomorrow is going to be a very long day."

"What time do we have to be at the house?" Jason asked.

"Trevor is meeting us there at 9:00 a.m.," Liz said.

"I'm going to bed early," Sarah said. It had already been an exhausting night.

"I want to get Jason's leg up." They had a portable wedge with them.

Sarah nodded. "That's probably a great idea. Why don't you two go up to your room? We'll wait for Steven and Emily and then I'm going to bed."

"Sounds like a plan." Liz gave Sarah and Francis a hug and then led Jason upstairs.

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Amelia finished up her rounds. She was bummed that she had an evening shift and had to miss dinner with Johnny. It was something that she really enjoyed. Exhausted, she plopped down into a chair in the hallway and shut her eyes as she listened to the sounds around her.

Johnny moved quietly down the hallway and smiled when he saw her. "Excuse me. Can you give me the name of a good neurologist?"

Her eyes snapped open and then she smirked. "I don't know anyone in that department. They are beyond arrogant and their egos are ginormous."

"That's what I heard too." He sat next to her. "You're off in five right?"

"Yep."

"Are you too tired to watch a movie?"

She smiled. "No. Are you offering?"

"Yes. Is it okay if we watch at my place? One of us has to get up early."

"That's fine. Can I stop by my apartment and get jammies?"

He chuckled. "Sure. You don't have the ones with feet sewn in them, right?"

"Maybe."

His brow shut up. "I figured you were the Underoos type, or maybe the days of the week."

She laughed. "Wouldn't you like to know?"

"I'm a guy. Of course I want to know."

"Boxers or briefs?"

He smirked. "Maybe one day, you'll find out. Go clock out, I've been dying to see this new action movie."

"What? I was hoping for a chick flick."

"No you weren't."

"Give me five," she said before entering the locker room with a big smile on her face.

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Patrick flopped back against the pillows. He had just made Epiphany come twice and he was rather proud of himself.

"It's nice to know that your mouth is just as skilled as your hands," she said as she panted.

"I aim—" His words were cut off when he harshly sucked in his breath. "Oh God."

Her hand firmly encircled his cock as she pumped.

"Epiphany….."

"Yes?"

"It's nice to know that your hand is as talented as your mouth."

"And how would you know that?"

His eyes narrowed as their eyes locked. "It's what I imagined."

She smirked as she pumped harder. "You thought about having sex with me?"

"Of course, I am a guy." He moaned as she got to it. When he felt her tongue flick against his ridge, he almost completely lost it. "Piph!"

"Yes Patrick."

"You need to stop."

"Make me."

He growled and sat up and promptly flattening her on her back. "You ready for me, baby?"

"Always."

He slipped between her legs and smoothly entered her as they both gasped. His name brushed against her lips like a caress while he took a moment to compose himself. "I've waited so long for this."

"I love you."

He stared lovingly into her eyes as he started to move. "I love you more."

"Do not argue with me at a time like this."

His hips started to move faster as he smirked. The room was filled with the sounds of their love making as Patrick passionately drove her wild until they both shattered.

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Elizabeth groaned as she flopped over and smashed her hand on top of the alarm clock. Jason strode into the room.

"I bought you some coffee."

Her eyes narrowed. "How are you awake already?" They had made love twice before finally falling asleep and she was exhausted.

"I don't need as much sleep as you. Besides, I didn't want Audrey to eat alone."

Her brow rose as she sat up. "You ate breakfast with Grams?"

"Yes. Is that okay?"

"It's fine with me. Are you trying to score points?"

He chuckled as he put the cup down. "No. Do I need to?"

She shook her head. "No. She likes you."

"Your mom said to take your time. Steven and Sarah aren't ready yet either."

"Okay. I'm going to take a shower." She sipped some of the coffee first and then gave him a quick peck before leaving the room.

When she was ready, they headed downstairs and then drove to the house.

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Amelia heard Johnny's alarm and felt him slip away from her and then suddenly, she was being lifted. "Johnny….," she murmured.

"Shhhh, I'm putting you to bed." They had fallen asleep on the couch again. He laid her gently on the bed and then covered her. "Go back to sleep. I'll leave the key on the counter."

She mumbled something and he smiled as he watched her snuggle into the pillow. Johnny quickly took a shower and started getting ready. At one point, she opened her eyes as he was pulling on his undershirt and smirked as she gazed at his washboard abs and then closed them again, tucking that image into her memory.

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Elizabeth got out of the car and watched her mother walk into the house with Trevor and Jeff. There was a bulldozer parked on the lawn on one side and a wrecking ball on the other. Clearly, Andrea planned on going through with the demolition. Jason grabbed her hand and they moved towards the door with everyone else following.

They gathered in the large living room.

"Well, this is where I grew up."

"It's a bit garish," Steven said looking at the large chandelier. He also noticed that furniture seemed to be missing.

Andrea smiled. "Yeah, well, Gloria's taste sucked."

"Where do we start?"

"The study is down the hallway, but I want to see my room first."

"I'll go with you," Liz said.

"Me too," Sarah said.

"Alright, I'll have Trevor let me in there," Jeff said. The quicker they could find what they were looking for the better. He didn't want to prolong their time in the house because he knew Andrea didn't like being there.

Steven followed them and Jason and Francis went upstairs with the girls.

Andrea unlocked her bedroom door and gasped when she looked inside. It was exactly the way she left it.

Liz smirked at the picture of James Dean on her wall.

"What? I was going through a rebel stage."

"Yeah, I guess you outgrew that when you met dad," Sarah said sarcastically as she perused her mom's dresser.

"I got that trophy in a cheerleading competition," Andrea said.

"Rah, rah…."

Liz smirked. "So, what are we looking for?"

"Well, let's start checking out boxes and drawers. It has got to be here somewhere."

They scattered around the room and basically tore it apart. There was nothing Andrea wanted in there anyway, so she didn't care. It would all be rubble soon. The guys came in and helped them reach some boxes from the upper shelf of the closet, but they all came up empty.

"What is the most important thing to you in this room?" Francis asked.

Andrea eyes surveyed it as she placed her hands on her hips. "Well, I guess the trophy."

"Do you mind if we smash it?" Jason asked.

She shrugged. "Go for it."

Francis grabbed it and the hit it against the windowsill and it broke open. There was a rolled up paper inside and he handed it to her.

Her hands were shaking as she unraveled it. A picture fell out and she studied it before turning it over. It had the name Arlene Bennington on it.

"You look just like her," Liz said.

Andrea handed her the picture and then read the note. "To my little Sweetpea, you'll probably never read this note, but I want you to know that I love you so much. I was so scared when I got pregnant with you, but the more you grew inside of me, the more I fell in love with you. I can't wait to spend every day doting on you. I think you are the best thing that has ever happened to me."

Sarah pulled her mother into her arms as she cried. Andrea would never get to meet her and she felt such loss, especially considered the abuse she had suffered. Her mind was running a mile a minute with different scenarios as she considered that maybe it would have been different if she had gotten the chance to live with her mother. The thought just made her cry harder.

Jason and Francis left them alone and went downstairs.

"Find anything?" Jason asked Jeff.

"Not yet. What about you guys?"

"We found a picture of her mother and a note from her."

Jeff was surprised. "Wow. Should I go up there?"

"That might be a good idea," Francis said.

Jeff rushed upstairs.

"Where was the note?" Trevor asked.

"In her cheerleading trophy."

"Can you hand me that picture on the wall?" They had torn apart everything else, checking it wouldn't hurt.

Francis followed his gaze.

"Why?" Audrey asked curiously.

"I just have a hunch," Trevor said.

Steven and Emily walked inside. "We found the other locked room, but it's just keepsakes and antiques."

Francis put the picture down and Jason helped him get the back off. Sure enough, there was a letter inside.

"Don't read it. I'll take it up to Andrea," Audrey said.

Jason handed it over and everyone left and went into the living room. Francis let the two moving crews in Andrea had hired. She had decided to donate the bedroom furniture to a few women's charities. They focused on women in abusive relationships that were trying to start over so she thought it was appropriate. The movers would also take some of the antiques so they could sell them as well as any clothes that were left. Her father would have expensive suits, so they would be donated to a shelter. There wasn't time to retrieve everything. Trevor had let them in the day before and they had hauled off truckloads of stuff. Some was going to a storage locker so the charity representatives had a place to go through everything. All of it was paid for by the estate. He also had the vehicles in the garage transported to a shop to get checked out and then the title would be turned over to the shelter as well. Steven showed them where the antiques they had found earlier were and then the men hiked upstairs to go through the bedrooms.