When she come back

When she come back

Chapter 16

Jason had nothing to say to this. He knows how many people that he let down by doing nothing.

"This isn't helping her" Monica told the two. "She doesn't need this right now."

"Well do you know what is wrong with her?" Tracy asked.

"My guess would have to be the shock of it all. It doesn't help that we don't know where she was or what type of treatment that she received while she was gone."

"Treatment?"

"I know this girl well enough to know that she wouldn't stay away if she had a choice. We need someone that can reach her in her mind." Monica said standing up. "Jason why don't you try talking to her." she said getting out of his way.

"Tracy call my son." Luke told her "don't tell him why just tell him to get here now."

"Why do we need Lucky?" Jason asked. He didn't want his fight with Hannah to start all over in front of both of their families.

"Incase you don't work. I'm not leaving this one up to you Jason."

Jason couldn't take it anymore he didn't do anything wrong. He worked day and night for 2 years to try and find her; long after everyone gave up including Luke. "You might not believe this but I love her a hell of a lot more then you do. And I did nothing wrong here, when she left my place she could still walk and talk. Now she is sitting in that chair oblivious to the world around her. So you know what Luke back off I'm doing the best that I can."

"Did you cheat on Sam?" Tracy asked. If there was anything that could push a woman over the edge it's the thought that the person that she loves isn't the person that she thought he was.

"What?" He said in shock. "What does that have to do with anything?"

"She said that you cheated but not on her. I think that might have done something to her." She admitted.

Jason couldn't believe this. No matter what this was all going to turn into his fault. He couldn't seem to do anything right anymore.

"Jason take her up to one of the bedrooms upstairs. We will send Lucky up when he gets here." Monica ordered.

"Sure" he said picking her up. She seemed lighter then he remembered. As he was walking up the steps he remembered when he carried her into the penthouse after they got married.

"You know you don't have to carry me. I'm a big girl I can walk all by myself," She laughed.

"Isn't it some type of tradition to carry your wife through the threshold?" He asked looking down at her.

"Technically yes, but you are carrying me the how elevator ride up. I can stand for this."

"No to much work."

"For who?"

"Me of course." He loved the confused look on her face.

"How? Jason Morgan you are not making any sense at all."

"Well Hannah Morgan" he put extra emphases on this because he loved the sound of her name with his last name. "I would have to put you down and then pick you back up with the elevator stops. It's too much work. See look the doors are opening."

"Welcome home you two." Carly said holding Michael as she seen them through the open elevator doors. "Have you ever seen to people more perfect for each other Michael because I haven't."

"Hello there Carly." Hannah told her best friend.

"Where are you off to?" Jason asked.

"Jason don't worry about me take care of your wife." She said stepping into the elevator.

"Carly."

"Just tell him" Hannah could feel him tense up.

"God the two of you are crazy Michael has a check up at the hospital. You guys worry to much." With that the elevator closed and they where left in the hallway with the bodyguards.

"Hello boys." Hannah said to them.

"Congratulations." One of the bodyguards said as the couple walking into the penthouse.

"You can put me down now." She told her husband.

"Do you think that I'm going to drop you?" He asked jokingly.

"Well it would be a long fall," She giggled.

"Oh that's it" he said walking over to the sofa and dropped her on it. And went in after her.

Jason snapped out of his memory when he walked into his old room. He didn't know why he picked this room he just wondered into it. He placed Hannah on the bed that he spent his childhood nights in. He leaned over and whispered in her ear "I will never drop you."