Here is another chapter, once again I am sorry this took a little time. Sadly, real-life just wants to get in the way. This chapter is tame, to be on the safe side, I will rate it T for teen. You guys have been wonderful with the reply's, you inspire me so much and offer me such a great gift, by replying you have given me the courage to do what I love, so thank you, ever so much! On with the next update, Enjoy!
Chapter Thirty-Eight
Jason turned and looked at Stan, hoping, perhaps for the first time in his life that Stan was playing with him or something.
Stan merely shrugged his shoulders, as if that simple shrug could convey and explain everything. He had seen Jason angry on a few occasions, but the anger and animosity that flowed from him, was something Stan had never had to deal with before, it was, to say the least, disconcerting.
"What in the world is Carly doing standing in front of Sonny's door? When did she get back, is she back?" Jason asked, clearly perplexed.
"I have no idea, but there is no doubt, that's Carly and in quite the condition." Stan said.
"Excuse me, am I losing it or is Carly pregnant, that is a telltale belly bump, isn't it?" Elizabeth asked, pointing at the screen.
This time two pairs of shoulder's lifted in a shrug.
All three sets of eyes were glued to the screen, they watched as Carly first approached Sonny's door, then suddenly, left. Casting a curious glance in the general vicinity of Jason's door.
Whatever she was up to, they all knew, it probably wasn't good.
"Thanks Stan, can you do me a favor though. I want you to watch every tape that is made, every day, keep an eye out. Let me know what is going on." Jason said, and although he had claimed it was a favor, both Elizabeth and Stan understood it was anything but, it was an order.
"Not a problem, I'll get to work on that. I'll pick up the video every morning, and if anything looks out of the norm, I'll call you." Stan replied, quickly shoving his laptop into his bag and leaving.
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Bobbie was busy trying to find someone to cover her shift, if not for the whole day, then perhaps for a few hours. She needed to talk to Carly, try to reason with her.
Bobbie wasn't an idiot, she knew her daughter had ulterior motives for coming back to Port Charles, she always did, always would. She was suddenly cast back in time, through her memory of course, to when her daughter had first arrived, a motive of seducing and stealing her husband, a perfect way to get revenge on her mother. Bobbie closed her eyes, willing away the images from the past, the time was now, and whatever was going on, Bobbie was determined to find out. She didn't want to be responsible for another one of Carly's plan backfiring.
"Yes, I know it is lousy timing, but there is no other way. I need at the very least a few hours." Bobbie said, trying to convince Audrey that she needed the time.
Carly stood in the hall, listening to the one sided conversation, bored to tears, but curious nonetheless, it was almost as if some divine intervention was demanding that she stay and listen.
"Audrey, I know you and me are not getting along right now, just because Elizabeth is having Lucky's baby, doesn't mean they should be together. My nephew needs help, I love him, but I love Elizabeth too, she would have been a wonderful addition to our family, but Lucky screwed that up." Bobbie said.
Carly almost choked, she tried to swallow the mouthful of iced tea, but at first was unable to do so. "That little Btch is pregnant with Lucky's kid, how did she manage that one?" The question was rhetorical.
"Listen Audrey, I will be in as soon as I can okay?" Bobbie said, not bothering to wait for an answer, she hung the phone up and followed the coughing sounds. Knowing, once again, Carly had stuck her nose where it didn't belong.
She had skipped telling Carly the news about Elizabeth and the baby, because Carly would have, well, a cow. Jason raising Lucky's child would drive Carly back into Shady Brook. And while Bobbie loved Carly, she couldn't help but wonder, who would be better, with Carly out of the way. It was a bad thought for a mother to have, but there it was, clear as day.
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Once Stan was gone, there still remained the question of where the guard was, either the one that stood in the hall between the two penthouses or the one in the foyer. For now though, Jason wanted some alone time with Elizabeth, things were going to turn for the worse soon enough, so he needed to take the time they were given and enjoy it, because all too soon, he would once again be sleeping alone.
"Elizabeth, do you know how much I love you?" Jason enquired, suddenly feeling like he hadn't told her enough.
Spreading her arms wide, she replied, "This much, times infinity?"
"Even more!" Jason said, sweeping her small form into his arms, he suddenly couldn't wait to hold her in his arms. And the idea that she was going to be heavy with child compound that thought, she was beautiful now, but heavy with their child, she would be angelic, Aphrodite reborn.
Jason swiveled and began to walk towards the couch, but no sooner took two steps than the door pushed open and Marco walked in.
Jason's calm demeanor quickly changed once the guard entered. Gently he placed Elizabeth on her feet and conveying a look with his eyes, silently asked her to give them a minute.
"Hi Marco, Jason, I'll see you in a bit, I suddenly have a craving for brownies." Elizabeth said, quickly removing herself from the soon to be tense environment.
Jason loved her more now than he did ten minutes previously. It wasn't that she was playing the dutiful role of a wife, but that she understood some things pertaining to his work, should not and often could not be discussed.
"Marco, we have some problems, why weren't you at your post?" Jason asked, a hundred other questions burning in his mind, but that single one, seeming to ask all those that he hadn't spoken.
"I had to use the john, and then Francis phoned, blabbering about some woman visiting Sonny. I don't think he was intending to gossip, but I felt like a housewife watching her daily soaps." Marco replied, trying to make light of the situation, but suddenly feeling anything but mirthful.
Jason couldn't really be mad at the guy for taking a five minute break to use the facilities, they were allowed to do that. But with everything going on, Jason now understood he was going to have to up security, at least for the foreseeable future, he couldn't risk someone else slipping past his guards. Elizabeth's life depended upon it, and that of their child.
"I understand Marco, but from now on, there is going to be two guards on the doors and there will also be two in the lobby. From now on, Elizabeth has a guard with her at all times, when she isn't within these walls. While you were otherwise engaged, Luke Spencer showed up. Nothing happened, at least not really, but I never want to come home to find an irate man in my home, screaming and belittling my soon to be wife!" Jason replied, knowing full well that should someone want to try something, Elizabeth's best protection would be him.
"I understand boss, I am truly sorry that I hadn't been here. It won't happen again, I promise!" Marco replied as he stepped out of the penthouse and shut the door behind him.
Jason stood where he was for a long time, since when did he allow his men to get away with those blatant, reckless actions. His fiancé and child could have been hurt or killed by Luke Spencer, but he allowed a simple slap on the hand, which in all essence turned out to be little more than a tap, to do the job.
But he understood that nature called and after spending weeks with not a single problem, one five minute bathroom break was probably not a big deal, except, this time it turned out to be.
Not only did Marco miss Luke, but he also missed a very pregnant Carly. There was no doubt about it, he was going to increase security. He just wondered how in the world he was expected to protect Elizabeth after there public fight. Which would have to happen soon. Time seemed to be working against them, hours, days slipping by with nary a thought about those who lived and died in it's shadow. Once again doing something unlike his usual self, Jason fervently wished he had the ability to slow time, not stop it all together, but just enough so that he could enjoy in the happiness that Elizabeth embodied.
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Elizabeth stood before the counter, looking, yet not seeing. She hadn't really wanted to make brownies, that was a long task, well, moderately long and for the moment, she didn't have the energy. Dealing with Luke had taken a lot out of her.
She had discovered that her old self, little Lizzie with the fire and disregard for authority still lived within. It had been a long time since that side of her had reared its head, and to be honest, she loved it. It felt good to find her backbone, it felt even better when Luke too a step back from her. It proved once and for all, the abused victim that Lucky had created was no longer a part of her. She had her fire back and was ready to fight to the death.
When she had concocted her plan, she had a little ember of her old fire to work off, but Luke's inadvertent push had been just what she needed. Lucky had cowed her, but Luke, a man bigger than Lucky and much more volatile, lacked the ability to make her cower. She had persevered, once again, that was Jason's doing, he had given her the courage, drive and determination to take back what she truly wanted. HER LIFE!
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Sonny had finished his meeting with his newest lawyer, and while he was still a little dubious about her in general, he was rather amazed by her abilities. Her credentials spoke for themselves, he would have been an idiot not to hire her. Although, it did cause a slight problem, he was completely taken with her. She was beautiful to say the least, long, shapely legs and small delicate waist, beautiful eyes, eyes that almost whispered of promises to come.
Sonny quickly stood up, grabbed his jacket and headed for the warehouse. Sitting around by him self was going to do him no good, fantasies, while sometimes enjoyable, didn't belong in his mind. There was more to worry about that his unquenchable desire for his newest employee.
He forewent the vehicle and decided to walk, hopping the crisp air would temper his growing lust and ease a certain uncomfortable sensation in his lower extremities. No doubt about it, if he allowed his lower extremities free reign, he would no doubt track his lawyer to her home and…. Some things were best left unknown, for some thoughts were, by and large, no ones business, even that of Sonny and they were his thoughts…
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Jason entered the kitchen, completely aware of Elizabeth's small form. She stood with a truculent manner, staring first in one cupboard then another, looking more and more perplexed the longer he watched. She stomped around the kitchen, totally unaware of his presence, so wrapped up in what she was doing, that she hadn't yet clued in.
"Ummm, Baby… What are you doing?" Jason asked, a little worried that shock had finally set in, a delayed reaction or something.
"I'm hungry, this child of yours may be no larger than a pea at the moment, but I believe it is demanding a five star, four course meal. And that is just absurd!" Elizabeth said, stamping her foot, as if that would exclaim, even more, how silly that was.
"And what does my soon-to-be wife want?" Jason asked, taking full pleasure in call her his wife, or soon-to-be. It just sounded better, more positive and… perfect!
"Well…I am starving, what do you say to ordering in and spending the night in bed?" Elizabeth asked, batting her long, dark lashes, trying for sexy and obtaining innocently sweet and a little cute.
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