Chapter Forty
"Jason, please, say something, anything." Sam begged.
"Cameron is my son, we found out awhile ago, we just told friends and family last night, somehow, he is my son and you asking me to give up one child because you thought he wasn't mine, well that is just heartless. And until we know whether I am the father of your child or not, we will conduct any business that needs dealing with through Alexis. I don't need you making trouble for Liz or our children." Jason said, finally saying some of the things he needed to say. Understanding something wonderful, her crocodile tears no longer having any effect upon him.
"Jason, please, you can't mean any of this, you know you still love me, we can make it work, you just need to arrange for Liz to disappear and then we can be together, we will make a happy family." Sam argued, trying to change his mind, because this could not be happening, he could not be choosing a girl like Liz over a woman like her, it was not fathomable to her. "You know we belong together, I understand you better than anyone, I can handle the business, your little wilting flower cannot say the same, you need me!"
Jason saw more tears fall, but was unaffected. Once upon a time he would have caved and quickly taken her in his arms, anything to stop those tears. Now they looked exactly like what they were, a sham, a guilt trip that she hoped would cause him to give in and offer her sympathy. "Whatever you think about Elizabeth is way off the mark. She is my right kind of wrong, everything about her is exactly what I want, I could not have created a more perfect soulmate, had I been given the chance, for she is my world. Do you understand this now?" Jason asked, feeling a momentary twinge of guilt at being so harsh, but knowing she wouldn't clue in to anything else.
"Ja-Jason, please. You've be brainwashed, kiss me, you know you can't deny that our kisses were.."
"Will you please can it, I am sick of hearing your voice." Jason said, wondering how he ever thought he felt anything more than pity for this little girl.
"Sam, enough. Come back to the real world, you married Lucky, don't think I don't know why either. But we live here on earth so get your head out of the clouds, you and I are no more, we are over. If you continue to go down this path and continue to insult my fiancé then I will be forced to take drastic actions should this child be mine. Elizabeth is the woman I plan on spending the rest of my life with, so you better get used to the idea now, because I won't change my mind for anyone or anything, I gave up on us before, I will not be an idiot this time, for she is my heart, my soul, my life." Jason replied as he walked out of the hospital room. He had been a fool to think that Sam could be reasoned with, or that sense could be made from anything she said.
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Lucky had stuck around long enough to get the gist of it all, perhaps more so than he would have cared for, but he understood what was going on, once again. He had phone call's to make, so he left the hospital and headed home. He wanted to destroy Jason Morgan, wanted to end his happy little home, but the sad truth remained, Lucky couldn't fight his way out of a wet paper bag.
Tomorrow was a new day, whatever was meant to happen would happen later, right now he wanted a bottle of Jack, he wasn't going to go back to pills, but who said he couldn't drink, his dad was a functional drunk, why couldn't he be.
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"Jason, I wasn't expecting you home for awhile. How did things go with Sam?" Liz asked, superstitiously trying to hide her dress, she wasn't about believing in bad omens per se, but this was one she didn't wish to chance.
"Well, I suppose it went as well as could be expected. That girl is delusional though, she honestly thought we could get back together and raise our children together, I think she has deluded herself into believing no matter what the test's say, that this child is mine. She is not right in the head. She and I will only be speaking through Alexis, I told Sam I wanted nothing more to do with her, she is on her own. And should this child turn out to be mine, well then if you think you could handle a child that isn't ours, then I think I would like to fight her for custody." Jason said, getting everything off his chest.
"Jason, that baby could be a part of you, and even if I never bore the child, I would never hold ill will against a child, not because of its parentage. Because I love you, I would treat your child no different than my own." Elizabeth replied, meaning every word.
Unable to stop the smile, Jason quickly rushed towards her and held her in a crushing embrace. Then slowly took possession of her lips, showing her everything he was feeling and how lucky he was to be marrying her. When lack of oxygen became a problem, they finally pulled apart, but a nice rosy glow had settled in Elizabeth's cheeks, making her look down right tantalizing.
"I am the luckiest man in the world. How did I ever get so lucky to have you fall in love with me." Jason asked, clearly puzzled. He couldn't fathom what he had done to deserve her, but he would never forsake her or their love.
"I reiterate my darlin', how was I ever so blessed to find a man like you and to have your love. I love you!" Liz exclaimed, marveling at being completely head over heels in love. It made what she had shared with Lucky all this time, wither in comparison.
"I love you to, there are no words to express what I feel for you. Perhaps I will have to spend a life time proving to you in other ways just what you mean to me!" Jason said, dropping a salacious wink in her direction.
"You animal, it will take an eternity to see me sated, so Mr. you better plan on staying healthy, because other wives may claim headache's, but they have never had you as a lover. So stock up on your spinach, your going to need it." Liz said playfully, before recapturing his lips.
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Mac had received a few leads on Mateo, but he had been searching for hours now and had come up with nothing. Either the phone calls had been false or someone was yanking his chain, he didn't know which he would prefer right about now. So instead of wasting anymore of his time, he headed back to the precinct.
He also understood that he was going to have to give Detective Rodriguez some time off, the poor man was only human, he couldn't work like a dog everyday. After the wedding tomorrow, he was going to forcibly suggest that Cruz take a vacation.
"Mac, Coop said you wanted to speak to me, what's up?" Cruz asked, slightly worried, he hadn't seen Mac this determined since the Metro Court hostage crisis.
"I followed up some leads earlier and came up with absolutely nothing, I don't know if our chain is being jerked or not. Nevertheless tomorrow, you and Coop are going to be with Elizabeth Webber tomorrow, wherever she goes, you will go. She has personally asked for the P.C.P.D's help and I promised her we would help." Mac said, not missing the odd look that flashed across his detective's face.
"With all due respect, do you really think I should be assigned to keeping Elizabeth safe, I was her ex-husbands partner." Cruz said, hoping that Mac would see how uncomfortable this would be, if he insisted.
"I understand that, but that girl deserves a break, and if we can give her one, we will. I would hate to think you wouldn't do your best job just because of personal feelings." Mac said, making it clear that Cruz was going to be lead on this. "Coop's going to be a good cop, possibly a great one, but he is still a recruit. I need to know you will give 110 tomorrow."
"I got you boss, are there going to be any other officers at the wedding?" Cruz asked, understanding he shouldn't try his boss's patience right now.
"I am going to have our men stationed throughout. It is going to be a big event, with many people, so having our guys there could possibly prevent something from going down, then that is exactly what I will do." Mac said, a finality to his voice.
Cruz understood he had been dismissed, he took one last look at Mac, then left the office. He didn't know what it was about this assignment, but something didn't sit right with him, he had a bad feeling something bad was going to go down.
Mac pushed back from his desk, just far enough to kick his feet up. Had he known what was going through his officer's mind, he could have claimed the same feeling. It just felt like a dark cloud was hung over tomorrows festivities. He gave his head a good shake as he thought to himself, "Oh quit the doom and gloom attitude, what will go wrong with that many cops around, quit being a fool."
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