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Chapter Four

"Where's Marco?"

"Haven't seen him in a day or two, I think he said something about family business and left."

"What the hell? I talked to him an hour ago; he said he had his nightly check in with all the guards."

"I'm sorry Jason; I don't know what to tell you."

"Well isn't this just fan-fucking-tastic!"

"What's up?"

"I can't go into it right now, too much his happening and I'm losing my focus, possibly my mind."

"How's Elizabeth doing, I can't imagine she's happy to be on the run?

"Francis, I…can you just pretend you didn't ask, it is better that way?"

"Oh Jason, what have you done?"

"I don't know what you are talking about."

"That's the part that scares me." Francis replied.

"What? Never mind, I don't have time for this. I need to find Marco and talk to Sonny. Liz's kidnapping/jailbreak was the worst thought plan and I may find myself in jail for not only Ric's murder but for her kidnapping as well. There are too many people counting on me to keep them safe, this can't be happening right now."

"Ric's death is the universes way of righting some wrongs; you know we are working on exonerating you. As for the kidnapping, I am sure Diane can figure something out. Now what is really wrong, because I have to say, the way you've been acting lately…I barely recognize you."

"Just, leave it alone Francis."

"Fine, let me talk to Liz, I have a message for her."

"I…you can't talk to her right now, she's…sleeping."

"Wow, I…really Jason, you are going to lie to me now. Figure your shit out, because if you don't pull your head out of your ass, you are going to find yourself alone and if you keep treating 'your employees' like nothing more than grunts, you will be going down for first-degree murder. If you left her alone somewhere, you better pray she is safe and happy or you will be dealing with me."

The ring of the dial tone alerted him to once again being hung up on. It was starting to become a pattern and he didn't like it.

Pushing his darker thoughts away, Jason stepped through the door and stood, transfixed.

"…" Realizing not even an oof or an umm had passed his lips, Jason tried again.

"…"

He couldn't believe his eyes. He had to have been shot and killed; being dead was the only thing that made sense. He had to be in hell.

His eyes took in the sight before him. Fear, disgust, horror, anger, a multitude of emotions ran rampant through his mind and body. His eyes and mind were stuck on no, it isn't possible.

"…" Then suddenly, everything clicked into place. Almost as if there was a shutter in his mind, it slammed down, coloring his gaze red, his body thrummed with the intensity of his anger, at the betrayal that tasted beyond sour, that lingered on his tongue.

" . .THIS?" Jason asked, but his hands shook from holding his body so tightly.

"Jason…what…umm…someone dropped these off here today and I thought it was something else, but…look…I think we can find out who…Jason, why are you here, aren't you on the run?"

"Sonny, you have five seconds to give me some answers and they better be the truth, not your bent version of it. You have five seconds to save your ass, use them wisely."

One second…

"I don't know what these are…" Sonny said, all the while trying to stop the images on the screen from changing.

"LIE!" Roared Jason, legs moving shoulder width apart, looking very much like a caged tiger.

Two seconds…

"I really don't, why would I know, Jason, man, you have to believe me." Sonny hurriedly spit out.

"BULLSHIT. Why is my girl on your screens, why is she naked and bleeding and bruised? Why are you and…WHAT THE FUCK?!"

Three seconds…

"…"

Four seconds…

"…"

Five Seconds…

"Jason, please, we are brothers, don't let a little nothing bitch like her get in the way of our deep and abiding relationship. I know you can feel what I feel, stop fighting it. We…we are stronger together, we could rule the world. If that useless cunt would have realized you didn't want her, we wouldn't have had problems. It is me you love, me, only me." Sonny entreated stepping away from his desk, pants around his knees, cock jutting out in front of him, hard and weeping, covered in what looked like numerous ejaculations. His arms held out, as if to hold or hug Jason to him.

"You…I…This is the ultimate act of betrayal, this…" Jason started to say but stopped, pulled his gun from behind his back and emptied the full clip into his body. Three to his groin, one to his heart, two to his head and the rest were body shots, each shoulder, both knees.

It didn't give him a sense of justice, it didn't alleviate the enormous amount of guilt that settled firmly in his heart but it did give him a moment of closure, a single moment of gratification.

Grabbing the discs and pictures, Jason rushed from the office.

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"It's time to wake up sleepy head; you've been asleep long enough."

"…"

"None of that get up."

"Ma…Marco? What are you doing here?"

"Saving you, silly, why else would I be here. Jason sent me to protect you."

"Jason…does that mean he is safe?"

"Sure, who wold ever be able to get one up on the great Jason Morgan, I assure you, he is fine."

"Marco, how did you find me, what happened?"

"As soon as Jason left, he phoned me, it is fortunate that there were no cops out, I would have been thrown in jail for breaking so many speeding laws."

"Are…are you going to get me out of these things? I can't feel my hands or feet, I think they are numb."

"Let me see if I can find something, stay here, I'll be right back."

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Driving was proving to be harder than he thought it would, the sheen of tears in his eyes and the almost debilitating weight on his heart, made simple breaths hard to draw.

Pulling to the side of the road, trying to clear his tears, but no sooner had he wiped his eyes dry, than more took up residence.

As he was about to give up on trying to stem his tears, his phone rang. Not bothering to see who it was, he answered. "Morgan." Jason snarled into the phone.

"Jas, Jason…I need…I, you need to come get me." Carly whined into the phone.

"Carly…I can't. I'm busy."

"No Jas, no, you are never too busy. I need you that is all that matters. I tell you I need you and you come."

"Let me guess, you did something and now, whatever it is, has backfired or blown up in your face and now you need me to save you from yourself, because you were just being you."

"Exactly, see I knew you'd understand. Besides, Xavier was the one who was using me and he took advantage of me." Carly cried.

"Xavier? Xavier who?" Jason asked his voice belied the anger that was coursing through his veins.

"Jas, you know me, I was just trying to find something on him, so you and Sonny would be safe, and I knew I could use my numerous charms to get him to squeal like a pig…"

"Numerous charms…Carly, you are on your own, I can't fathom how I willingly gave up so much of my life, to make yours better, when you've done nothing but ruin mine. Your life expectancy has gone down considerably. I can surmise why you would go to an enemy of ours but this time, save yourself, I've been relieved of duty."

"Jas, Jas…no you can't…"

'Thank God for the end call button,' Jason thought to himself.

"Francis I need you."

"You need me, well isn't that sweet. Too bad I can't help, I'm guarding Carly, she's at her mothers."

Jason's bark of laugh was tinged with a little hysteria, with a touch of irony.

"No Francis, she's not. She is at Xavier's hotel room… It doesn't matter, she won't be needing guards. Francis, you may think me lower than pond scum, but the fact of the matter is, not only do I need you but so does Elizabeth."

"You know Jason; there was a time I would have done anything for you. I considered you one of my best friends and look where that has gotten me. I think you need to figure this one out on your own."

FUCK… His screw ups were beginning to pile up and he was starting to realize he had alienated everyone who actually mattered to him, and all for people who were doing their damnedest to ruin him.

"She's pregnant with my baby."

"Well, congratu-fucking-lations, what do you want, a prize, ribbon, maybe a trophy?"

"You still work for me Francis."

"No, I work with you or I did. Don't call me again, I have to re-evaluate where we go from here."

"You are sounding as possessive as Sonny did, before I killed him. I don't need this shit."

When he hit call end, Jason realized, how alone he felt and wondered, 'Is this how Elizabeth's felt all these years?'

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