Do to my monstrous screw up, here is an extra chapter! GetMoMoney pointed out I was a blonde (Thank you by the way) and mentioned I posted chapter four of All I Want is Everything (which had already been posted) to I'm Pretty But Not Easy. So here is the fix with an extra chapter. Hope you all will forgive my oversight and I've learned my lesson, wake up more before posting anything.
Chapter Five
Elizabeth had waited at least ten minutes and still Marco hadn't come back.
'Where is he?' she wondered to herself.
After waiting roughly another ten minutes, Elizabeth began to make her slow way to the closed door.
"Marco, can you hurry up? It feels like I am walking on pins and needles. This isn't a good position to be in for my baby. Not to mention, I'm hungry so could you hurry up?"
As her hand closed around the door knob, she heard the tell-tale snick of a lock.
"Marco, this isn't funny, what the hell is going on?"
"You need to shut up, just understand that you aren't getting out of there. I'll send someone in soon to release your hands and bring you something to eat. Listen to what I say and you won't have a problem, don't and you will face the consequences, you and your baby."
"Where's Marco?"
"Didn't I tell you to shut up? Get back on the bed."
For her baby, she shut up and made her way back to the bed.
It was time to take stalk of the things she had and what if anything could be used for a weapon.
There were nefarious undertones to what was happening. Even more so, the last few months had been fraught with tension and those she had been trying to reconnect with, were more secretive and distant than ever before.
The sound of the door being opened brought her from her thoughts and halted her eyes exploration of the small area.
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"You need to get rid of the dead weight, call me when it's gone, then we can talk."
"What could we possibly have to talk about? How do you know anything about my company?"
"I have eyes and ears everywhere."
"My 'dead weight' as you call it, is no longer here."
"Oh, she is still there, she's crying and carrying on two doors down from your hotel room. As for what we need to talk about, I think it is time we came to some form of agreement."
"How can any such agreement be had, when neither of us is willing to lay all our cards on the table? Then there is also the fact that you are playing a deadly game with some very precious lives."
"I don't know what you are talking about, but if you are sure you are unwilling to broker a deal, I suppose my usefulness of you, has run its course."
"Now, now, don't be hasty, I didn't say I was unwilling, I just want, if you'll excuse the cliché, all my eggs in one basket. You, I understand, have become an even more powerful man. What does this 'agreement' you talk of, bring to the table for me?"
"More than you know."
"A man of few words, I like it, but I am going to need more than a blanket response to peak my interest."
"I have a few things that need to be taken care of, are you willing to meet me, in say four days? I should be able to complete my business…issues by then."
"Make it a week, I too have some…business dealings to finish, that will take me out of state."
"Do you really think you are in a position to dictate to me?"
"The better question Mr. Morgan is, are you really in a sound position to be questioning me?"
"You don't question me or my motives. I don't have time for this; I'll speak to you again in a week."
Hanging up the phone, Jason wondered not for the first time, when this became his life. He needed a vacation, or something.
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*Flashback*
"Sonny, you need to learn to deal with the women in your life. Every time I turn around, another woman is popping up and you pull my attention off of our business to deal with it. It needs to stop, especially with this newest threat coming at us, on all fronts. Angelitto is not a person to be taken lightly. Just look at what he did to the Ruiz family."
"It hasn't been proven that Angelitto had anything to do with that. Your job is what I tell you it is, you need to figure out a way to keep Sam and Carly away from each other, one of these day's those two are going to kill each other and somehow, they'll pin it on us. I also need you to look into Carlota Nunez. I remember her from my younger days, she's got a son, and he could be mine."
"Jason, you need to keep Sonny's whore away from me and my kids. They don't need to smell the stink of the brothel every time they come to see their father at work."
"You bitch, you don't know anything. I am not a whore; I'm just popular with the boys.
"Oh, I am sure you are, they just line up around the block for that shake, don't they skankzilla?"
"Jayson, you need to keep your gold-digging, trailer-trash bestie away from me, I fear I may get lice or fleas just being near her. Make her shut up, it isn't right the way she always calls my down, I am…I was the mother of your 'brother's' child." Sam said. Breaking out the waterworks and trying to look ashamed and heartbroken.
"How dare you, you…"
"Enough! I don't have enough patience, nor is there enough medication in the world to stop the headache you two can create." Jason paused to take a deep breath, but before he could continue, there was a knock on the door.
"Eliz…Elizabeth, this is a surprise, what can I do for you?" Not a minute earlier, he was fighting off the beginnings of a migraine and now, he felt…contentment. It would be short lived, he figured.
"I…Jason…" Damn, who knew it could be this hard to say what was on your mind.
"What the hell is she doing here?" Three voices screeched from behind him.
He saw Elizabeth take a deep breath and square her shoulders. He realized as soon as she did it, whatever she was here to say, wouldn't be said.
"Jason, I just wanted to thank you again for saving my life. I appreciate the gesture, more than I can say."
"It was more than a gesture you self-indulged twit." Carly snarked from right behind Jason, her venomous tone, causing Jason to roll his eyes and wish, not for the first time, that this wasn't his life.
All three of his friends, had a possessive had clutching him, as if Elizabeth would somehow over power all of them and steal him away.
Jason was trying to find the right words before blurting out something that shouldn't be said in mixed company, but once again, there was another knock, this time followed by Marco popping his head in the door and announcing the Port Charles Police Department.
'As if my day couldn't get any better.' He thought to himself.
"Jason Morgan you are under arrest for the murder of Ric Lansing." Mac said an air of finality entering is tone.
"Mac, you know Jason didn't do this, you need to find the real murderer." Elizabeth said with feeling.
Before the hand cuffs had even clicked closed, Sonny, Carly and Sam all walked out the door. Not a see ya, so long, we'll find the real killer, they just up and left.
When Elizabeth went to follow them down to the station, Jason calmly asked her not to. Told her to go to work and that he'd contact her when he could.
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Elizabeth stood in front of her car for a good long while. Wondering how the man she loved, could honestly toss away his life, for the biggest users in Port Charles?
When her mind finally caught the spinning gears and was capable of thought once again. Elizabeth decided to listen to Jason and go back to work. There wasn't much she could do for him, but she did phone his lawyer before signing back in.
It was during the tedium of filling out charts that her mind began to plan and plot, at first, she wasn't even realizing she was doing it, but as the plan was flushed out more, when it had more than just bones, Elizabeth decided, being at work, wasn't the right place for her after all.
*End Flashback*
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"Is everything set?"
"You bet boss. When are we going to make contact?"
"Not until the last possible moment. Morgan needs to be here, when we take the last thing away from him, when we take what was never supposed to be his."
"Are you sure about this? I mean it is one thing to be going after someone because they have wronged you or hurt someone you care about, but this, this could start a mob war."
"Don't worry your pretty little head; I know exactly what we are doing and how to incapacitate him, for good."
"If you say so…but the little woman, she is something else. I've never seen such beauty before. I'd like to show her what a real man could do to her, if you know what I mean."
"Why do all you men and I use the term loosely want to show your manliness or prowess or whatever it is, by raping a woman? It doesn't make you a big man to be able to manhandle and over power someone. No one here is Casanova or Don Juan; you are hired muscle…sometimes I wonder how I ever became involved in such undertakings."
"Because as much as you like to try to be different, you think with your dick as well and you know, a hot little number like the bitch in the room, would rock your world but…and it is a big but, she wouldn't look sideways at you, she wouldn't spit on you if you were on fire, if you didn't show her who is boss."
"That's where you are wrong boys. I know her well, I've held her soft, pliable body in my arms, I've felt the sting of her tears and she cried over users and loser and I've felt the sting of her fiery temper. I will have the girl when this is done, not because I took her with force, but because I showered her with affection and understanding."
"Sure, whatever you say boss…"
"Get back to work, there is much to do and if I know Morgan, he'll pull his head out of his ass, sooner rather than later."
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