~*Liason Appreciation Day*~
I felt like today would be a good day for me to just write in appreciation of my favorite 'abandoned' couple.

With every hour that passes by, she remembers her time with him more vibrantly, feeling as if they hadn't spent even a day apart. It always seemed that way with him, though, always feeling like no time has passed at all since they saw each other last. Technically, she knows that a good chunk of time has passed, but her heart tells her differently every time.

Smiling softly as he dismounts the bike, holding out his hand to her, Elizabeth accepts his help in dismounting the bike. Strange how, even in Vegas, Jason can find the most beautiful lookout point that oversees most of the city.

They move in silence to a spot near the cliff, lowering themselves down into a sitting position, closer than either had intended. As their eyes meet, a soft smile shared between them, Elizabeth scoots a little closer until their arms touch, thankful for the ease between them.

"It still feels like a dream." she finds herself voicing. "Us meeting up like this. I doubt we could have planned it better if we tried."

"Maybe." he accepts her theory, but he's certain that he could have planned it better. "Are you comfortable?"

"More than I have been in a long time." she admits, letting out a soft sigh, laying her cheek against his arm. "How long are you going to be in Vegas?"

"Not that long." he admits. "I have some things I need to handle back home."

"You said you needed to clear your head..." she remembers from their brief conversation at the casino. "Is everything okay?"

"I guess there's no real harm in telling you." he voices after a brief moment of contemplation. "I'm getting married."

"What?" she couldn't help blurting out, scooting a few spaces away to meet his eyes. "Emily didn't mention anything about a wedding..."

"She doesn't know yet." he admits. "Not that many people do."

"I...I don't know what to say." she voices, still trying to wrap her mind around the fact that Jason was getting married. "Although, if that's why you came to Vegas, I have to admit this has to be the most tame bachelor party I've ever heard of."

"That's not why I'm here." he shakes his head, knowing what kind of conclusion she must be jumping to. "I'm still not sure who I'm marrying."

"Okay, now I'm confused." she voices, scooting back over to him at his request. "Is this an arranged marriage?"

"No...not really." he sighs, realizing just how difficult it was going to be to explain his situation. "It has to do with my job."

"Oh." was all she could manage. "A little less confusing."

"I'm the only one without a weakness." he explains. "Everyone believes that by getting married, it levels the field."

"Wow...I can't even imagine." she lets out a deep breath. "Although, it all makes a lot more sense than it did a moment ago."

"Good." he voices. "Because I was starting to confuse myself."

"I don't think its fair, though." she says seriously. "You shouldn't be forced to marry someone for that reason alone."

"Its the life I chose."

"Still." she states. "You deserve more."

"Depends on who you ask."

"Well, I'm not asking, I'm telling." Elizabeth counters easily. "You deserve more than that."

"Its nice that you think so."

"Do you have any idea who would do this for you?" Elizabeth finds herself questioning. "I hope its at least someone you can be yourself with, if nothing else."

"I'm hopeless if I stick to that." he admits. "Because there's only two women I can think of that I can be myself around."

"One of them being Carly, of course."

"Of course." he chuckles, shaking his head at the idea of ever falling back into something with his best friend. "And she's married to Sonny."

"Right." she ponders the women in his life and tries to think of who the other woman could be. "Which, I guess, would leave...Robin?"

"No!" he blurts out, a little harsher than he had intended, but he's had just about enough of hearing her name. "Sorry."

"Its okay." she waves off his apology. "I guess you've heard that suggestion before?"

"From just about everyone." he admits, running one hand down his face. "Besides, you said I should choose someone I can be myself with, right?"

"Right." she shakes her head. "Doesn't Robin fit that bill?"

"Not anymore."

"Oh." yet again, she's stumped, finding this to be the most confusing conversation she's had with him. "I can't think of anyone else."

"Really?" he looks at her skeptically. "You really can't think of anyone?"

"You meant me?" she blurts out when he gives her the look like it should be obvious. "Really?"

"Between you and Carly, you're the only two I can be myself around anymore." he admits. "And you're the last person I'd want to put in the middle of all of this."

"Why is that?" she counters, meeting his eyes with curiosity. "I mean, you know I'd help you if you really needed me to."

"I know." he admits, having thought about asking her a thousand times since seeing her at casino, but he just can't bring himself to actually voice the words. "But I also know you're going through a lot right now. The last thing I want is to add to that."

"Its true that I'm going through a lot right now." she couldn't deny that. "But it doesn't take away from the fact that I want to help you."

"Elizabeth, you ran away from your own wedding." Jason reminds her, needing her to really think this through and see past her desire to help him, yet again. "If we were to get married, we'd have to have a big wedding. Big enough to make everyone believe that its not just a rebound marriage. Including writing our own vows."

"Anything else?"

"The people from my world will expect a church wedding and a reception." he explains. "They'll want a chance to formally meet you and dance with you."

"I'm sure the dancing is a negative for you." she chuckles, knowing just how uncomfortable he is with formal dancing. "But its nothing I can't handle."

"What about the guards?" he questions pointedly. "You'll have to have at least two guards on your detail at all times, if not more."

"Will I be able to do my art?"

"Of course."

"Will I have to ask permission to go places?" she questions, though she already knows the answer. "Or will I just be confined to the penthouse?"

"Now you're just messing with me."

"I know that my life will have to change while I'm married to you, Jason." she assures him. "And, of course, it'll take some getting used to, but I can handle it."

"I still think its too much for me to ask."

"Okay, then, I'm asking you." she counters. "Not only do I want to help you, Jason, but marrying you will be helping me, too."

"How?"

"You helped me move past Lucky once before regardless of what everyone else wanted." she explains. "I'm hoping that, maybe, you can do that for me again."

"Are you sure you want to be married to me?"

"Are you?" she counters. "Because trust me, my life's not the only one that's going to change. Yours will, too."

"I'm sure I can handle it."

"I guess we'll see, won't we?"

"I guess we will." he smiles softly. "Come on, lets go for a ride."