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HAPPY THANKSGIVING AND HAPPY CHANUKAH!

Chapter 3

Despite the fact that it was no longer used, Alan's office was still furnished and neat. Monica came to sit here when she needed to feel close to her husband. Elizabeth hadn't been in here in years. After Emily left for college visits to the mansion were not that frequent, and Liz generally didn't go past the parlor where she had tea with Lila.

Wanting privacy Jason closed the door behind him, and had to resist the urge to lock it. With his memories complete he knew that more than one private moment in the house had been interrupted by an unannounced family member barging in. It was no wonder he put up with that behavior from Carly, on some level it was familiar to him.

Elizabeth turned and they took a moment to just look at one another. She was by the desk and he was leaning against the door. He moved first walking over to her until he was standing right in front of her. "We need to talk, I need to tell you some things. But first, I desperately need to have you in my arms." His voice was shaking. "Can I hold you? Please?"

"I'd like that." Elizabeth said stepping forward and closing the small space that was between them. When his arms came around her to hold her tight she finally let herself believe what her eyes were telling her. That Jason was here, he was home, safe, and whole. "I missed you so much." She said giving into the tears.

"I missed you too. Everyday." He told her letting his own tears come. "Every day I thought of you, Cameron, and our baby." He would give her this first part while they were holding one another. "Please forgive me?" He asked closing his eyes. There was no reason for her to ever let him close again. He saw the pain he inflicted in her eyes when he said they were over. As long as he lived he would never forget how shattered she had been.

"Yes. If you'll forgive me." She said looking up.

"What for?" Jason asked confused.

"I didn't fight for us. I didn't call you out and tell you I deserved better. I should have." She told him. "I should have walked over to you and shook some sense into you."

"I wouldn't have listened." He told her honestly. The man he had become had been a mess. Surrounded by users who he was too weak to shake off. Not anymore, and not ever again. "While I was gone I had some time to think, and I had someone point out to me how stupid I was being." He started explaining.

"You weren't alone?" Elizabeth hadn't been expecting that.

"The pilot of the plane was with me." Jason told her. "We had a lot of time on our hands and did some talking. He's a really smart guy, I'd like for you to meet him some time."

"What did you talk about?" Elizabeth wanted to know.

"We'll get to that. I have something else I need to tell you first." Jason stepped back and took her hand in his. "Come sit down." They were going to be in here for a while. "Wait here for a second?" He asked her.

"Okay." Elizabeth could see he was nervous, which was unusual, but she wasn't going to push him for answers. He would get the story out at his own pace.

Jason gave her a smile before stepping out of the office and walking down the hall. In the dining room he grabbed a pizza box, ignoring the questioning glances of his family members. He did note that Michael was pouting. He could call his mother tomorrow and not a moment sooner. Hopefully having the boys stay over wouldn't raise too many flags. He had no idea where their relationship with the Quartermaine's stood. Just seeing them here gave him hope that things were better. "I don't want you to be hungry." He had interrupted dinner. "I grabbed a plain pizza, is that okay?"

"It's fine. The baby is okay with everything except mushrooms." She said starting to get up.

"Don't move." Jason wanted her comfortable. He put the pizza on the coffee table and pulled it over.

Elizabeth just watched him smiling. "Thank you."

"I didn't grab any drinks." He didn't want to leave again.

"We can get those later. Sit down." Elizabeth said tugging on his hand. When he sat she took his hand and placed it on her stomach.

Jason's eyes widened in delight. "Our child." The baby was kicking.

Elizabeth's eyes flooded with tears, she hadn't thought to share this with him. Life was giving them a second chance and she didn't intend to waste it. "Are you going to push us away again?" She came right out and asked.

"No." His free hand came up to cup her cheek. "I'm going to hold on as tight as you will let me." He promised.

"Good." Elizabeth relaxed, that was all she needed to hear. Anything else they could deal with as it came.

"How are you? Is everything okay with the pregnancy?" Jason wanted to hear every detail of what she'd been going through.

"We are good." Elizabeth assured him. "Do you want to know what we are having?" She'd known for months now, but hadn't shared the information. No matter how much her friends pestered her to.

"A girl?" Jason guessed.

"Boy." Elizabeth said smiling.

"Another son." Jason felt his eyes sting as his hand caressed her stomach. "Your due date is almost here, right?" They were getting off track, but this conversation was important too.

"Any day now, my official due date is next week." Elizabeth informed him. He had missed the entire pregnancy because they had broken up before they learned about the baby. Still she had made sure he knew all the important details.

"Cameron is healthy?" The little boy had looked good in the dining room.

"He is, he's excited about the new baby." Elizabeth covered Jason's hand with hers.

"Eat." Jason opened the pizza box. When she took a slice he did too. "I'm not sure where to start." He admitted.

"How about the plane crash." Elizabeth requested.

"The plane was a couple of hours out of Buenos Aires. One minute everything was fine, and the next there was a loud explosion. One engine caught on fire and the electrical systems shorted out. We ended up crashing near an unchartered island off the coast of South America." All these months later the memories made Jason's heart race. "I thought for sure we were going to die. As we were going down I cursed myself as a fool for letting you go. Letting our family go." He said shaking his head. "The only comfort I took was in knowing that you three would be well cared for."

"Thank you for that." Elizabeth told him. He was pale and shaking slightly. She wanted to give him a small break. "I was stunned when Diane said you left everything to me."

"I figured you would by a house somewhere, maybe even go to Italy. Why are you living here?" Jason wanted to know. It had been shocking when he learned that. Only one other person knew he was in Port Charles, when he had returned to civilization earlier in the week he made one phone call to find out where Elizabeth was.

"That's a bit of a story." She told him. "I'll go when you are done."

"You haven't touched any of the money." He needed another few minutes before starting again.

"The will is in probate." Elizabeth told him. "I do have the five million dollars that you gave me the last time we talked." He had given her the paperwork for the bank account before she walked out the door of the penthouse. She hadn't touched that either.

"When I'm done." Jason wanted to hear what her life had been like. "I don't have any recollection of the crash itself. When I woke up we were on the island. The pilot, Howard Dawson, had built a fire and a shelter. He told me the plane was in the ocean and that we were stranded."

"You must have been scared." Elizabeth put down her food unable to keep eating.

"I was. Howie, that's what he likes to be called, wasn't sure exactly where we were. Or if the plane's distress beacon was still working. He was pissed because he knew the plane was in top condition before we took off. There was no reason a mechanical failure should have happened resulting in the blow out. Our only hope was that we were on a commercial shipping lane. After a month we knew that we weren't."

"How did you get off the island? Did you build a craft or something?" Elizabeth wanted to know.

"The island didn't have any trees big enough for that. We had access to fresh fruit, seafood from the ocean, and there was a natural fresh water spring. That's how we were able to survive. An oil tanker saw the smoke from our fire." Howie turned out to be a godsend, the kind of person you wanted to be stranded with. He was an avid outdoors man and knew what they needed to do to survive. Jason would have died without him. "We kept a fire burning around the clock as a beacon. The tanker only passed near the island twice a year. They rescued us." It had been no trouble keeping the rescue quiet, because the tanker crew was running contraband and didn't want to be outed.

"Thank god for them." Elizabeth said wiping away tears. "You wouldn't be here without them stopping."

Jason was going to see that the entire crew got a handsome reward. Elizabeth was right, they didn't have to stop. "It wasn't until I was on the island for about a week that I realized the crash had changed me." Jason picked up his narrative.

"You mean your outlook on life?" Elizabeth totally got it. Those kinds of events made you take stock.

"No, that came later." And it had come after a conversation with Howie. The older man had given him some hard truths. Jason had been in a position where he was ready to listen. "I mean me. I was different. I had all my memories back."

"You remember being Jason Quartermaine." Elizabeth said shocked. In some ways this was just as surprising as him showing up today.

"My memories start at age four." He said smiling.

"They include all your time as Jason Morgan?" Elizabeth wanted to know. Clearly he remembered at least some of current life, because he remembered her.

"The only things I don't remember are the accident with AJ, and the plane crash. Everything else is there." Including how he had treated his biological family. He had a lot to make up for.

"You hit your head?" Elizabeth was guessing. This was huge, and left her with a lot of questions. Which mean he must have about a million.

"I did, Howie said I was out the first two days on the island." Jason told her. He could see the questions in her expressive blue eyes.

"We need to get you to the hospital." Elizabeth said standing up. "You need to be checked out. You could be bleeding internally." It might kill her to get him back only to have him drop dead.

"I was thoroughly checked in South America." He saw the objection. "And here in the United States when I returned. I'm fine. The trauma was to the same region as before." He could see she still wasn't satisfied. "I'll get checked out again, in a few days after more people know I'm here." Monica was going to insist on it. "Sit down." He requested.

"Patrick will give you a complete work up." Elizabeth was going to go over the results herself.

"Does it have to be him?" Jason and the doctor did not get along.

"He's the best, Jason." Elizabeth insisted.

"Since that will make you not worry, fine." Jason relented.

"How does this affect us? Jason Quartermaine was in love with Keesha Ward." He had said he was going to hold on tight, but the self-doubting part of her pointed out that he didn't say they were going to be together as more than friends. There was more than one way to hold tight to someone.

"Jason Quartermaine was a boy. I'm a man, and I'm head over heels in love with you." He told her not mincing words. "I've been in love with you for ten years. Part of me thinks that I became Jason Morgan just so I could find you." There was no part of him that didn't believe he was meant to be with the woman in front of him.

"If you need time, I can wait." Elizabeth understood that there were a lot of changes ahead. He had been two separate people and their lives would now need to be integrated. In the end some people were not going to be happy.

"I had time. Six months. I know what I want. I want you and our boys." Jason said with conviction. In order to have that he would need to be fully the Jason Morgan he was before the crash for a little while longer, when that business was settled they could sit down and truly begin their lives as a family. "You doing okay?"

"I'm taking it all in." She knew he was so calm because he had time to think about all this. To plan what he wanted to do. For her this was a lot to take in all at once. One thing that she was certain of, was that she wanted to be with Jason no matter what he did or didn't remember.

"Keep eating." He urged. "There is something else I want to talk to you about. Something I need for you to know right now." Over the coming months they would do a lot of talking but he needed to get the most important things out first.

Elizabeth took a bite of the pizza. She wasn't really hungry anymore, but skipping meals wasn't healthy. "Okay." He was tense again.

"I can't prove it, but I'm pretty certain that Sonny tried to kill me." Jason said dropping his biggest bombshell yet.

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