A.N. I wanted to thank all of you who have taken the time to reply to this tale of mine, it does inspire me to write faster. It is because of all of you great people, this story is getting told. So I thank you from the bottom of my heart. I hope this chapter makes up for the last one, it is longer and explains more. Hope you enjoy….

Chapter Eighty

Elizabeth knew she should trust in Jason to find her, but it had been so long already, She feared for the child growing inside of her and while logically she knew that Jason would not allow her to be resigned to this torture, at the moment she couldn't see a way out of it.

Her hand absently rubbed her stomach, her son, for even if the dream hadn't been right, she knew she was caring a boy. A thought struck her, almost blindsiding in its power, 'did it mean that Cameron wasn't Jason's after all?', she squashed the thought, there was time to later think about all of that. Right now she needed to stay strong and find a way out of this mess.

Unable to find solace in silence, Elizabeth began speaking to her child, assuring him that Jason was going to find them, come he!! or high water. The bond they shared, could not be vocalized into some mere word, for what they shared and felt with one another was beyond simple emotion.

Love was a large part of it, but no where near the brunt of it. There was heart, mind, body and soul involved, they were not just lovers, but friends, confidants, they could trust in each other, and know the trust would never be abused or unwarranted, they did not take the other for granted, at least, not anymore. So no matter what transpired here or after, she would always trust in Jason and their love.

She knew Ric was probably watching her every movement and listening to ever sound, and while the thought disturbed her, it did nothing to disturb her minds plan making ability. Soft, soothing words slipped easily from her lips as her mind ran in a frenzy, thinking of way to get herself out of the predicament that she was in.

Perhaps when Ric next came in, she could turn on the charm, even though the thought of it was revolting and stomach turning, it could gain her the leverage to turn this circle of events into her favor. It wasn't a good plan, but it was the start of one. The only thing she truly had to worry about was whether or not to go all hot and heavy, because if he smelled a rat, the ruse would be over and she would not get another shot at playing with his emotions.

There was a good chance she could escape, by using his own declared loved for her against him. If he truly believed she was willing and ready for something intimate, then perhaps at some point she could knock him unconscious or something.

She had trust in Jason finding them, but knew that if she could rescue herself, Jason would hopefully not blame himself for this latest kidnapping plot.

That made her briefly think of Lucky, and while she cared deeply about him, she couldn't get past all of his faults. Of course there was everything he did in the dream, which she now believed was nothing more than that. But even with such knowledge, her mind had played him as a monster, was that really what she thought of Lucky, and if so, how could she ever hope to salvage a simple friendship.

No, whatever was supposed to happed would, she would trust in that, and if Lucky proved to be trustworthy or not would be seen at a later date. Right now her main concern had to be for her and her child's safety and the quickness with which they could extricate themselves from harm.

Not able to sit still any longer, Elizabeth began to pace the small confines of her cage, because that was exactly what it felt like to her. It was not a room, a room was something that you could make your own or feel safe within, this was a cage, and just because it lacked bars did not detract from the screaming truth. She was being caged like an angry animal, one who refused to listen.

The more she paced, the more her anger grew, if she wasn't careful, all her well thought out plans to sucker Ric in, were going to go out the window. Even on a good day she had to harness her strong urge to be headstrong. She didn't take well to orders and liked taking direction from anyone. She was an adult for God's sake, she knew what was best for her, but in this situation she had no choice but to play the weakling card.

If people thought you less a challenge they were likely to be less cautious around you, and that was exactly what she was hoping Ric would do. Even though he knew her and intimately, she still believed that he had not bothered to learn very much about her, it was never about loving her, it was more about possession and claiming her as his own. Of course it was also to stick it to Sonny and Jason, she looked back on that time and wished fervently that she could change that part in history, because if she had it all to do over again, she would not have married that psycho, but then again, if she even knew have of what she knew now, she probably never would have married or gotten together with Lucky or Zander either. And while she loved Cameron, Zander was not the father figure she had always imagined for her child.

Having just awoken a short time before, she nonetheless felt exhausted, like the mere thought of never seeing Jason again drained all her will to fight and live, with those simple and illogical thoughts running through her mind, she drifted into a troubled sleep, calling to Jason for his help often. Her mind would not or possibly could not fathom a life without him in it, so even while deep asleep her heart and soul called for her one true love, praying with everything she was, that he would hear her call and come to her aid.

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Jason tried to rouse her, but to no avail, it looked like she was having one he!! of a dream, she cried out in pain, screamed and tears ran in a steady waterfall. Whatever she was dreaming was not good, and all he wanted was to wake her.

Whatever was going on, needed to stop, it couldn't be good for either her or the children. Her heart was erratic and an oily sheen had broken out on her skin, her hair was matted to her forehead, but with every try to wake her from the slumber, he failed.

His worry was compounding upon him, the weight feeling like any minute he would implode from the sheer crushing embrace of it all. Not knowing what else to do, Jason pressed a kiss to her beautiful lips, hoping beyond hope, but also realizing that this wasn't a fairytale, a kiss was not likely going to awaken her from some cursed sleep, but he could hope, because that was what it was all about. Having faith and trusting in something bigger than yourself. And he truly believed that whether or not he deserved to be this happy, he was, besides that Elizabeth was an angel, but God would have to wait to take her, they still had much to do, a lifetime to make things right and with her by his side, Jason knew he could be the kind of man worthy of redemption.

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The dream swirled like a rolling massive black abyss, stealing and defusing all light that seemed to be pulled in, you couldn't see not really, there was no shape or dimension, it just was, an emptiness that fed on inner turmoil and fed with a voracious hunger for those who dared to still have hope.

She didn't so much as awaken from the dream as she was expelled from it, her body launching itself into the waiting arms of her husband. A very good thing indeed that he had been so close. She couldn't fathom what was going on, at least not at first, but the sharp kick of the child growing within, finally impacted that reality had once again reasserted itself.

Jason was scared witless, he didn't have a clue what was going on, but the shaking mess that was his wife, who snuggled deeper into his arms, was nothing like the hotheaded, hormonal woman of the previous night. "Elizabeth, baby, are you alright, what happened, I couldn't wake you?"

"I think I may never want to sleep again, I dreamt that this was all a dream, our life and everything we have accomplished. I was back in the panic room in Ric's house and he was alive. I know they say your dreams can be so vivid, especially while you are pregnant, but this really takes the cake. I have never ever, felt something so intense before, at least not from a dream." Elizabeth said, still trembling.

"Elizabeth, that must have been horrible. I tried to wake you, but it was like you had been drugged or something. But just before I could get up and call a doctor, well you ended up here." Jason said, smiling that his wife had not moved from his lap.

A childish voice rang from the kitchen, distracting both parents. "Mommy, Daddy, I's Hungry, come on!" Cameron shouted.

"I guess that settles that, you go on without me, I will be right in, I just need to use the little girls room, one of your children finds it funny to be ever so intimate with my bladder. He or she keeps this up, I will never leave the bathroom." Elizabeth said, hoping the lightness in her tone would banish the remaining darkness of the dream.

It was hard to differentiate between what was real and what wasn't, not with everything that had happened. She was more than a little scared to admit, that she didn't look forward to going to sleep, not if it meant she didn't know whether she was dreaming or not.

Sure, if this was the dream, then many wrongs could be righted, but with all honesty, she hoped this was reality, because even though things were sometimes stressful and a lot of bad things had happened, she couldn't, no didn't want to change anything, she was pregnant with four beautiful babies. With steel in her spine, she straightened and said to the room, "This is no dream, this is my life, I have control."

Jason looked at her oddly for a moment, then chalked it up to pregnancy hormones. "I'll see you in the kitchen in a few then?"

"Yes, I'll be right there." Elizabeth said, shaking her head. Okay, so she sounded completely off her rocker, but she needed to feel like there was something that she could take control over. She supposed that time would tell if this was a dream or not.

But there was something very different, the colors were not muted, like they had been in the panic room, aroma's and the feeling of things was more stable. Not wishing to fight her own subconscious, she declared in a steely voice, "I am awake, this is my life." And while she understood talking to herself could end her up in Shadybrook, she also didn't care. Life was back to normal, thank God for small favors.

"Mommy…" Cameron called, "Breakfast is ready."

"I'm coming baby, be right there." Elizabeth said, walking quickly into the bathroom.

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It had been one of those days, nothing fit right and she just felt bloated, not to mention everything Patrick said annoyed her. Especially the way he kept flirting with the new intern.

Robin had tried to bury herself in her work, but the further she got in her pregnancy, the less she was able to concentrate.

She and Patrick had yet decided on a name, and it seemed every time she brought it up, he was cranky or just plain not interested. She understood that his carefree days were behind him, but she often wondered if this was really what he wanted.

Considering she was pregnant, there wasn't much she could do to assure him she wasn't trying to trap him. And as much as she denied it, it was becoming hard to do so, she did want Patrick to make a life long commitment to her and the baby, but it wasn't something she could force.

Noah was slowly finding his feet in his relationship with his son, but robin felt like Patrick held her relationship with his father against her. It wasn't really her fault that Noah found it easy to talk to her and that he insisted o doting on his soon to be grandchild. It was suppose to be a happy time, not one fraught with tension and suspicion.

So after finish a twelve hour day, seeing Patrick's overly friendly manner at work on the intern, was enough to set her off. The tears came unbidden and what started off as a few, soon became a downpour. Not wanting him to see her this way, she ran for the elevator, hoping the door would open quickly and she could escape.

Whether it was luck or not, she made it to the elevator and inside before he even noticed her emotional distress, once he noticed it, he tried to rush towards her. But her insistent pushing of the close door button, finally worked, shutting just before he could dash inside.

Dumbfounded and worried, Patrick pushed the button for the opposite elevator, when after a few moments the confounded machine didn't pull to a stop on his floor, he dashed down the stairs, hoping to catch her before she had a chance to flee.

Once he reached the ground floor, he stood for a few moments, waiting for the door to open, after five minutes of waiting, he gave up and went back upstairs, his shift wasn't over, he would have to repair whatever damage he had caused later at home.

With a heavy heart he slowly climbed the stairs, forgoing the elevator once again. He didn't feel like being trapped in the suffocating box all the way up to the sixth floor. Hence why he took the stairs, but also because he wanted a few moments to collect his thoughts. He knew things were iffy with Robin right now, there was so much that needed to be said, but for the time being, found himself incapable of saying or doing the right thing. He only hoped fatherhood wouldn't be this rough.

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Sonny had gone off to work, something about a shipment not getting to the right destination. So Brenda was left to sit around the house, or to go shopping. And seeing as how they had not yet decided on any baby furniture, she figured there was no time like the present.

She grabbed her cell phone and purse, told Max where she was headed and jumped into the car with Johnny. Suddenly feeling good, she phoned Carly and Emily, seeing if they wanted to join her for some good uncomplicated shopping.

She had thought about calling everyone else, but she knew Elizabeth and Jason were busy, they were still taking their time to adjust to the news of quadruplets. Robin was working, or would be off shortly, Kelly and Lainey were both working, so that pretty much only left the other two women. Which was fine with Brenda, the passing months had brought all the women closer, and even Carly had to admit, it was nice having girl friends to talk to and hang out with. Moreover, seeing as how most of them were pregnant, it gave them something else in common.

Carly and Emily both agreed to join Brenda on her shopping extravaganza, seeing as how they all needed baby things, they agreed to meet Brenda at Lil' One's Shangri-La, of course the place was outrageously expensive, but not a single one of them worried about such mundane things as money and prices. They were with very well-to-do men, their children would not want for anything and would have the best of everything.

Brenda arrived first, but instead of waiting for the other women to arrive, she went in. A fleeting thought briefly passed through her mind, but as soon as it arrived, she was casting it aside. She knew that getting pregnant probably wasn't the best thing for her career as a model, but modeling had never given her the feeling of completeness and no man had ever made her feel quite so special as Sonny. It's funny when you think about it, at one time she had been ready to throw everything away, and when she had come back, she hadn't expected this, but now she couldn't even imagine what life would be life without Sonny or their child, life had finally saw fit to see them together and happy.

"Brenda?" Carly asked, waving her hand in front of the other woman's face. "Welcome back, you looked like you were a million miles away, Emily and I have been talking to you for the past few minutes, did you not hear anything we said?"

"Sorry, I guess I was in my own little world. I was just thinking about how fickle life is and unpredictable fate can be. I suppose I was also marveling at the fact that Sonny and I finally got it right, after all this time." Brenda said, a sincere smile alighting upon her face.

"Nothing to be sorry about, I think we all have those moments. Now, I thought we came here to shop, not to think. Let's get shopping!" Emily said, happy she had decided to join the two women.

They never did make it to another store, Lil' One's Shangri-La had everything they wanted and more. Emily found a darling Edwardian style crib, white with rounded edges. Even Carly had to admit it was beautiful and would of course look amazing in the baby's nursery.

Brenda also found a crib, similar to Emily's but made of cherry wood, the dark color fitting right into their home. But the crib Brenda chose would have to be brought in from another store, they were sold out in Port Charles.

Carly decided against buying a new crib, Morgan's crib was in great shape and would be perfect for a boy, seeing as how it had already bedded one. She figured when she finally got her girl, then she would go out and buy all new furniture.

While they were there, they filled out a gift registry, for themselves and the other two women who were expecting. It was a good thing they had already decided on having on massive baby shower, otherwise, those in town would need to prepare for five different baby showers. This idea was much smarter and more economical to boot. They hadn't decided on a date yet, but they knew it had to be soon. They weren't ready to pop yet, but the due dates were hastily approaching.

Carly couldn't help but laugh, poor Jason. He isn't going to know what hit him. Brenda and Emily knew exactly what Carly was thinking and joined in on the laughter.

Johnny filled the car with all the purchases that would fit and discussed with the owner when the best time to deliver things would be for each household.

With the packages stowed and the three women seated comfortably, Johnny started the car, pulling into traffic. Carly's place was the first drop off, and thank goodness Jax was home, he helped Johnny carry the armful of packages into the house. Jax spared his wife a curious glance, but didn't say a word, she made just as much money as he did, so she had every right to spend it.

Emily was the next to be dropped off. Johnny had suggested that he could drop Brenda off first and then help Emily with her packages out to Wyndemere, but she refused and reminded him that there were plenty of staff more than willing to help her. So he agreed begrudgingly, but carried all the packages to the launch, claiming it was the least he could do.

Emily hugged him and placed a kiss to his cheek causing the slightly older man to blush. But he wasn't so caviler in giving his heart away, unlike poor Max, the guy still got flustered when he had to be around Elizabeth, perhaps even more so when both Elizabeth and Jason were together. Johnny couldn't help but smile, just remembering the other mans mortification was something that would bring a smile to his face every time.

Johnny insisted that Brenda go inside and relax, he would bring all the packages in and place them in the nursery, or rather the room that would be the nursery.

Brenda didn't even bother to argue, she was exhausted and wanted to relax, so allowing Johnny to take over, was easy. She slipped her shoes from her slightly swollen feet, grabbed the black velvet throw from the back of the couch and curled up. Her eyes immediately falling shut.

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Jason and Elizabeth took the boys to their room, where the four played and watched movies all day long. Jason even gave in to having take-out for supper. So he ordered from Kelly's and had Spinelli bring it over for them, it wasn't hard to convince the computer geek to do it either, the mere mention of free food and some quality time with the boys was payment enough for him.

So come supper time, Spinelli arrived right on schedule, laden down with paper bags full of delicious smelling food. The poor boy didn't stand a chance though, had he known he would have quickly put the food down and stepped away, but seeing as how he had been giving them their space, he didn't know how primal Elizabeth's hunger was.

Jason couldn't remember her being like this with either Cameron or Alan, but he supposed all bets were off when you were carrying four.

Elizabeth knocked the young man down in her efforts to get to the food. She apologized somewhat, but was not deterred by her quest, once she found what she was looking for, she had the good sense to look hangdog about her actions.

"Sorry Spinelli, I'm starved, besides Jason rarely lets me touch take-out anymore, all I get is healthy food, so this is a treat, and I just couldn't help myself." Elizabeth said, smiling with embarrassment.

"No worries, benevolent one. You are eating for five, Jason should be keeping food available for you twenty-four/seven." Spinelli said, giving Jason a stony look, that soon broke into a smile.

"I never deny my wife food Spinelli, you make it sound like I padlock the fridge and cupboards, not allowing her a morsel unless I say so. I don't think even I could be that much of a barbarian." Jason exclaimed. A smile surfacing on his lips, taking the hardness from his eyes.

"My husband, a barbarian, never. More like soft and cuddly, like that little snuggles bear." Elizabeth said with a mischievous wink.

That was more than enough to set the young man off. The sheer imagery of the comment striking home. Peals of laughter reverberated throughout the room, and soon Cameron and Elizabeth had joined in. Jason was unable to maintain a hold on his stern disapproval that the comment warranted, and burst out laughing as well.

Even if he wanted to return to the business, he was sure it could never happen. Men didn't quake in fear when they saw a man with an infant in both arms and spit-up cloths on both shoulders. No, his enforcer days were over, and surprisingly, that was okay with Jason. He had everything he had ever wanted and then some, and it was with the woman who had so completely stolen his heart. He couldn't wait till the babies were born, life would prove to be very interesting once they arrived, he was sure of it.

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