"Let me ask you this question, Elizabeth. The reason you remarried me, letting me believe Jake was mine. Was it because you actually loved me," he looked from her to Jason, and back again, "or was it because you couldn't have who you really wanted?"

The question hung in the air for a moment. Elizabeth closed her eyes, letting the tears fall down her cheeks.

"Tell me, Elizabeth. Why did you remarry me? What was that all about? I was willing to let you go, don't you remember!"

She opened her eyes and looked at Lucky. Seems no stone would be left unturned before this night was over.

"When we were stuck in the elevator, I told Jason that he was the father. We decided we needed to tell both of you as soon as we were able to. I was ready to tell you."

Lucky stood there listening, not looking at her as she spoke. His hands clenched tightly on his hips.

"Why didn't you?"

She looked down at her feet, remembering that night. "Sam came in and she told me that she just informed Jason that she can't have children. I knew he didn't tell her, and I determined that because of Sam's news, he wouldn't. I knew Jason would never want to hurt Sam that much after hearing her news."

"But I let you go Elizabeth. You could have told me then."

She shook her head. "I was scared. Lucky, the only reason you went to rehab is because of the baby. You didn't do it for me, or for Cam. You did it because you thought you were having a baby! How was I supposed to take that away from you? You'd already learned that Maxie lied about her baby, how was I supposed to take this one away from you too?"

"So, that's what this was all about, pity? What, poor little Lucky needs to be saved, so you better not tell him the truth?!"

"Yes!"

Elizabeth had had enough. She was past keeping this all in. He wanted to know everything; he was going to get an earful. Sam and Jason would just have to hold on to their hats.

"Even after everything you did, after everything you put me through last year, I still had to hear from everyone how you deserve a second chance. You saved me, now it was my turn to save you, never mind the countless times I'd done it before that! Somehow, when Lucky is in trouble, it's Liz's responsibility to pick him back up. It doesn't matter what he does or says. It doesn't matter that the pills he was taking could have hurt my son. Doesn't matter that he had sex I don't know how many times with a teenage girl who was supplying him with his drugs and supporting his habit. None of that mattered. What mattered to everyone was that I fix you, like I always do. It never stopped. 'He's going to rehab, Liz. Give him a chance, Liz. He needs you, Liz.' It didn't matter to anyone what I wanted. I wanted my husband to not get hooked on drugs in the first place. I wanted my husband to not sleep with Maxie, all the while accusing me of cheating with Patrick! But I didn't get that. Instead I got empty promises. And still, I had people in my ear telling me you deserved another chance."

"Poor little Elizabeth," Sam muttered bitterly under her breathe, rolling her eyes. Jason glared in her direction, the threat clearly in his eyes. Sam squirmed uncomfortably where she stood, closing her mouth.

"It was so easy to break free of me, Elizabeth," Lucky said softly. "All you had to do was tell me the baby wasn't mine and you would have been rid of me."

Elizabeth snorted. "How could I have done that when you based your whole recovery on that baby?! Not for me, the woman you claimed to love; not Cam, the child you say you think of as your own son, but the baby that you thought was yours!"

"Come on, Liz! That's not the only reason you kept this from me! Tell me, was I the consolation prize? Jason didn't want you, so you go with what you can get?"

"I was ready to tell Jason the truth after the paternity test came back. Carly, unfortunately jumped to the wrong conclusion and got to him first. He told me that it was for the best that the baby was yours. I didn't correct him because I thought he was happy and that he can move forward with Sam. I didn't want to mess up his happiness out of obligation to me and the baby. When he was hurt after the shootout, I found him. I told him then, but he was out of it. There were so many times I wanted to tell the truth, but didn't know how.""Answer the question, Liz.""Yes, okay! Part of it was that I didn't want to end up alone! I knew you loved me, and I thought if I went back to you, then Jason wouldn't feel obligated! I asked him to keep Jake's real paternity a secret so we wouldn't hurt either of you. The more time went on, the more it killed me that he was making this sacrifice."

She turned her head in Jason's direction not looking at him as she spoke."If Jason was happy and he loved Sam, I was not going to be the one who got in the way of that. I wasn't going to be his obligation, and it didn't matter how I felt about him."

Jason's voice came out in a whisper.

"Yes, it did."

She looked up at him, startled.

"What?"

"It mattered Elizabeth. It still does."

The stared at each other, their eyes conveying what their mouths were never really able to.

Lucky cleared his throat and rolled his eyes.

"Okay, can you stop with the eye sex for five minutes?"

Elizabeth shook her head to regain her focus. She turned back around to look at Lucky.

"I'm done, Lucky. I'm sorry that I hurt you. I'm sorry that I lied to you, but at the time I thought I needed to save you from yourself. I realize now that you are a grown man, and need to take responsibility for yourself, and I can't always be the one to pick you up. Jake is not your son. I should never have let you believe he was. Not only was I not fair to you, but I was selfish to try to hold on to a dream we had when we were kids. You are not the boy I fell in love with all those years ago. You don't want the woman I've become; you want the girl I used to be. I can't do that anymore."

She turned around and stood in front of Jason. She was on a roll, and if she had to confess, it was all going to come out now, let the chips fall where they may. She looked up into his clear blue eyes that were slightly clouded with tears.

"You didn't have to sacrifice your son, but you did. I thought that it was so you can be with Sam. I went back to Lucky because I thought if you thought that I was in love with him and wanted a family with him, you wouldn't feel obligated in any way. A part of me still wanted to save him too. Mostly, I just wanted to see you happy. As time wore on, I saw that you weren't but I didn't know how to fix it. I didn't want to rip your world apart, Jason. I'm so sorry that you were kept from your son. I'm so sorry." She broke down in deep sobs, her knees buckling under her.

Jason caught her before she hit the floor, cradling her in his arms, caressing her hair softly.

"Its okay, Elizabeth. I understand. Shhh. It's okay." He gently took her chin in his hands and moved her face to look up at him. "We have a lot to talk about, and a lot of misunderstandings to clarify." His eyes held a promise in them, and she nodded slowly, laying her head on his shoulder.

"Jason, you can't tell me you are falling for this crap are you?" Sam's voice echoed through the room, filled with hate and venom.

His eyes turned cold as they moved to her. His voice was calm and devoid of any emotion.

"I'm not falling for anything, anymore, Sam. I'm done with the secrets. I'm done with the lies."

Sam nodded and walked closer, stuffing her hands in her back pockets, turning on the sweet act.

"Good, then we can sit down and go over some sort of custody arrangement. I'm sure Jake would love spending some of his time here with us-"

"There is no us, anymore Sam." Jason looked at her, his gaze as cold as ice. "You won't come anywhere near Jake or Cameron or anyone."

Sam's eyes grew big, "But Jason, he's your son, you have every right-"

"And you've known all along haven't you?"

She looked down guiltily, and then quickly tried to recover.

"No, no this is the first-"

"Stop the lying, Sam." He gently placed Elizabeth onto the couch, kissing her forehead softly before turning around and facing Sam.

"You've known since Jake was born." His breathing was shallow, his anger coming to the surface again. He fought to stay calm and composed. "Why didn't you say anything?"