Disclaimer: I do not own General Hospital, ABC owns it and it's characters. This is purely for amusement, and to hone my writing skills. Nothing more, nothing less. Thank you so much.

Summary: When Sam shows up to confront Elizabeth of knowing about Jason, a shocking truth comes out leaving both women blindsided and changes everything.

Pairings: Liason, with a side of Samtrick and past! Jasam

Situation: Nicolas told Jason the truth, but because he didn't like Jason Morgan and was in denial, he didn't believe him. Then he took Elizabeth home and started to remember, and realized that if he admitted he was Jason he couldn't be with Elizabeth who he was already half in love with. He remembered all that kept them apart, and saw this as a chance to finally get it right.

I want to thank the reviewers, butterflyliz, knightmare627, Guest, Mona, pianogirl1, Guest 2, arcoiris0502, C, leasmom, Pamela, silverbellbaby, trini12180, allyred123, kikimoo, Guest, ilovedana53, imccarthy, leeleelayla5, Guest, notenoughlove, DallasMarieJensen!

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Guest reviews:

Guest (for Chapter 1): Thank you so much for your review. I'm glad that you love this story. I totally agree with everything you typed. I wish they had done this on the show, and I, too, was angered how they made Jason so mad at Elizabeth, but with his past with Sam just slipped underneath a rug. They are forcing a pairing on the majority of fans. Even ratings show that Jasam days have lower viewers, and Rebecca Herbst days have the most. Mhmm Billy had more chem with Becky for sure. He had a friend buddy vibe with Kelly that doesn't translate to romance. They should let Liason be happy, and Sam be happy with someone else if they were smart. So far I have little hope for the show. At least, Franco and Liz are entertaining. Jasam can not say the same.

Guest 1: Thank you!

Mona: Thank you so much. Yes, many fans were angry. Even Rebecca Herbst herself said that she felt this was out of character for Elizabeth, but she had a job and had to do her best. Aw, you're making me blush. Glad that you love it.

Leasmom: Thank you. I loved reading your review. The Jason on the screen right now is shut down, and cold. He hasn't even said "I love you" to Sam at all, and their interaciton are lacking for the supercouple they are supposedly. I hope GH fixes this fast, or I see GH getting canceled. You are right, Sam always treated Jason like he was something to be won even thought I believe she does genuinely loves him. If she could only see that Patrick made her happy, and made her better while with Jason, she reverts back to ride and die gal who is little more than glorified sidekick if even that.

C: Thank you! :D

Pamela: I would have loved to see this on screen, too. Alas, writers be stupid. Glad that you are enjoying it.

Guest: Thank you! I like this Jason better, too. ;D

NOTE: Originally this was going to be a three shot, but I feel I can't fit everything into three chapters so I will continue to write. It's going to be four chapters now.

CHAPTER THREE

"Always"

"It always you falling for me,

Now there's always time calling for me,

I'm the light blinking at the end of the road,

Blink back to let me know."

-Always, Panic! At the Disco

Jason had already folded up the blankets, and settled them on the end of the couch. He sat there and let his eyes look all around at the house. This house that Elizabeth and he had wanted to start their family in, and he swallowed thickly. If he hadn't been such a fool, he would have realized back then there was no such thing as waiting for the right time to be together. There was no such as the right time. It was about making the time. He only hoped that Elizabeth could forgive him about this lie, because it was not that far from what Ric had done to her. He looked down at the floor, and noticed something.

He rose to his feet and walked over. He knelt down and picked up the picture of him and Elizabeth that Sam had knocked over that night. It must have felt like salt in a wound that would never heal. He knew Sam had always felt like second best in Elizabeth's shadow, and he never meant for her to feel that way. So he went out of his way to reassure, and Sam had believed it to the point that she apparently thought Elizabeth had meant nothing to him. He had made so many mistakes in his past. How had he been able to look at himself in the mirror each morning and tell himself that it was all okay?

"I want to be angry."

Jason turned, and rose with the picture in hand to see Elizabeth standing there at the base of the stairs with her arms crossed over her chest. She wasn't looking at him, but past him at something that he couldn't see.

"I want to be so angry with you," she repeated, and her eyes flickered to his. A rueful and sad smile twisted upon those lips, and her eyes still puffy from where she had cried herself to sleep. "I kept replaying everything since the Nurses Ball over and over in my head. Every moment we shared, all of it, and want to be angry because I don't want the lie you kept for so long to color them. Then...I sat there and thought about the reasons you gave for keeping your secret."

Jason stood there, without a word. He had a white knuckle grip on the picture, and his breath was catch his throat as his eyes traced the sadness on her face. The sadness that he had put there, and it made bile rush up the back of his throat. The last thing he wanted was to hurt her. To make her doubt them for a single second was a second too long, and he finally found his voice, "Elizabeth, I know that you...you are hurt that I kept this from you. That I should have made this decision with you, not for you. But I meant what I said. Every time we tried to be happy, I had Carly and Sonny telling me how you weren't meant for our world. You had Audrey and the Spencers whispering doubts to you. I figured...as long as Jason Morgan stayed dead, then as Jake Doe, we could have had a chance."

"Then Carly found out," Elizabeth said, softly.

"Yes. I didn't...I didn't want to hurt her by telling her I already knew, and didn't care. I tried to spare everyone's feelings, but when she told everyone at the wedding..." Jason sighed, heavily. He set the picture back down in it's rightful spot, and turned to face her fully. "I should have came clean there, but I say how crushed you were. I could see that you felt like any future you had with me had vanished up in smoke when you found out I was Jason and still married to Sam."

"How was that going to work by the way?" Elizabeth asked, suddenly. "You marry me while being still married to Sam?"

Jason sighed. "Well, Jason Morgan was legally declared dead, and I had Diane look into declaring me a new person. I didn't have my memories. Not all of them, and certain ones it felt like...looking into someone's else life. Not mine."

Elizabeth gnawed on her lower lip. "Were...were the memories of us like that?" She asked, worriedly. She didn't want him to feel obligated to memories that he didn't feel connected to. She had never wanted to trap Jason. She knew how much choice, and freedom meant to Jason. She never wanted to be another person to tie him down unless he wanted to be tied together with her.

"No!" Jason shot her a startled look. "No, Elizabeth...my memories of you. Of being with you, and our boys are the only ones that made sense to me. They were the only ones that felt like mine." He closed his eyes, and drew in a sharp breath. "Elizabeth, the only reason I didn't tell you I knew who I was since the beginning when Carly said something at the wedding was because I didn't...I didn't know how. You were already feeling so insecure that I would go back to Sam, and I wanted to reassure you. But if I told you I lied..."

"You thought I would belive that all this love, all the time we spent together was a lie," Elizabeth finished for him, her lips twisted downward. She was holding back a wave of fresh tears, and stared at the man that she loved.

"Yes," Jason said. That was the heart of the problem. He wanted so badly to be with this incredible woman, enchanted by her when she had been there when he had first woken up and how she had taken him. How she had stood beside him through everything, and then he found out that he was Jason. He remembered piece by piece of his life with her, only fueling his feelings for her. He didn't want to jeoparadize that, but his lie did just that.

Elizabeth stood there for a long moment. Her fingers tapped along her arms, and she then bowed her head. She looked down at her feet, and spoke softly, "How can I be angry with you when I can't say that if it had been me that Nicolas had confronted with the truth that I wouldn't have done the same?" She lifted her head to give him a watery smile.

"You wouldn't have," Jason said, softly.

"I don't know that, Jason," she shook her head, her expression so tired and exhaustion in every movement as she walked into the living room. "After...after you left me at the courthouse with my heart completely shattered, it changed me Jason. After I admitted all that I felt for you, all this love that I had shoved down through the years and pretended it didn't exist while I was married to Ric or Lucky...after I admitted it," Elizabeth said, running shaky fingers through her hair. "I knew I couldn't take it back. I couldn't feel what I felt for you with anyone else. But I tried! Or that's what I told myself as I self-destructed every relationship since ours, over and over again."

"You weren't the only one who made mistakes in all of those relationships, Elizabeth," Jason told her, pointedly. He hated how she beated herself up for her mistakes wose than anyone else he had ever known because she held herself to a diferent standard than those around her.

"True, but I didn't help any," Elizabeth laughed, slightly bitter. "You...Jake Doe was the first person I had met since...well, you that I didn't want to screw up my relationship with. That scared me more than you know, and that's why I threw myself into this relationship with Ric because I didn't want to ruin it. I told myself that being your friend would have to be enough."

"Friendship...it's never been enough for us," Jason said, softly. He dared take a step closer, and his heart skipped a beat when she didn't pull away from him. "It's always been the great pull and push dance. One of us gives, the other doesn't. The other gives, and one of us doesn't. We always got our signals wrong, and allowed others to put all these doubts between us. That's why I lied, Elizabeth. Because I didn't want to go through the pain of losing you again."

"I know. I know that's why. And that's why I can't stay mad at you for it, or even pretend to be," Elizabeth said, her blue eyes ran across the face that she had come to love. She had loved Jake Doe, and given him her entire heart. The only other person that had been able to do that was Jason, and when Carly had announced his identity at the wedding, everything had just clicked. The reason that she felt so drawn to help Jake Doe, how easy it was to let him into her house, and how easy it had been to fall in love with him. "If Nicolas had came to me with the truth after the disaster that was Ric had struck, I can't say I wouldn't have kept that secret. I can't say I wouldn't have kept the truth from you if I thought we could have a chance at being happy after so many times that it had been taken away from us. I can't say I wouldn't have been selfish so we could finally have our chance."

Jason stared at her, his eyes narrowed thoughtfully. "Then...what does that mean for us, Elizabeth?" He had to ask.

Elizabeth took a deep breath, and grasped his hands with hers. Her fingers squeezed his fingers tightly. "Let's be selfish together," she whispered out. She had thought long and hard about the truth that Jason had laid out last night, and while she knew things weren't completely resolved, if he truly wanted to try than she could do no less. "I know that there are still things that we have to work and talk about, but I am willing if you are. Let's do this. All or nothing, this time."

"You mean that?" Jason asked, the hope that he had tried not to let swell up inside of nearly bursting out of his chest.

"Yes," Elizabeth allowed a beautiful smile to spread across her face. "We have wasted so much time, Jason. I don't want to waste another second of it. I know things aren't perfect, but if perfect means not being with you...I don't want to be perfect. I just want you. Do...you still feel the same?"

"Always."

ONE WEEK LATER

Sam didn't know what she was doing here on Elizabeth's doorstep. Perhaps, she was looking for a confrontation. Perhaps she was looking for Jason to suddenly change his mind. Perhaps, she was glutton for punishment, but she did enjoy the shock that crossed Elizabeth's face when the other woman pulled open the door. "Hello," Sam stated, her tone more sure than she felt.

"Hi, Sam," Elizabeth replied, looking confused.

"Monica was hung up at the hospital. I told Monica that I could swing by and grab Jake for her so the boys could still go to see her today," Sam explained, with a taunt smile on her lips. Danny stood off to her side, exploring the porch with big wide eyes. He always seemed enthralled by the flowers at Elizabeth's place. "Is that going to be a problem?" Sam challenged, lightly.

"No. No, that's not a problem at all," Elizabeth said, easily. If Sam thought that she was going to pitch a fit about the boys spending time together, Elizabeth was happy to disappointed her.

Sam's ire faltered for a split second, and she stared at Elizabeth with genuine shock. "You...you would trust me? With Jake? After everything?" Sam stared at Elizabeth, startled.

"Sam, we talked about this ages ago," Elizabeth . "Back when you were with Lucky. I know why you did those things, and I knew that you had already started to change. If I hold your past against you now after nine years, that is just petty and ridiculous. I know that there isn't anything you wouldn't do to protect Danny and Jake if it came down to it. I hope eventually that'll you extend me that same courtesy."

Sam felt her cheeks heat with shame. It was true. Elizabeth and her had buried the hatchet time and time again. Once back into 2008, when Elizabeth told her that she made Lucky happy and offered to let them take the boys to the carnival. It was a far cry from where they had been only months before. Then in 2010, when Elizabeth had spiralled into a dark depression and feared Nicolas wouldn't believe her when she found out Helena had changed Aiden's paternity test results. Elizabeth did change Danny's DNA test, but Jason was right. Elizabeth had confessed after a day because she was too guilty to hold it in any longer.

How had Sam even thought Elizabeth could hide Jason's identity without someone seeing the horrible guilt that she would put herself through every moment? She blinked, her brows furrowed. Has she had that against Elizabeth? Danny's DNA test? Is that part of the reasons she lashed out like she had? Even after that, Elizabeth had been apologectic and had even had been great during Danny's cancer scare. It made Sam ashamed of herself that she had been so easily forgiven for her past when Elizabeth hadn't, and Sam had even been one of the ones to hold the past against Elizabeth still. "I..." Sam opened her mouth, trying to find the words. It should have been easy because she knew Elizabeth was a good mother, but there was a part of her that couldn't say it. A part of her that wasn't ready to admit defeat, and she clamped her mouth shut.

There was a sad understanding that flashed in Elizabeth's gaze, but she did not press. "Jason is in the kitchen. He wants to talk to you. I can keep an eye on the boys," she offered, with a half smile. Jake squeezed out past her, causing both women to smile as he enthusitically started informing Danny of his week.

Sam managed to tear her eyes away from the children, and was admittedly shocked that Jason wanted to talk to her, but it gave her hope. "Sure. That sounds fine," she said, with a small nod. She stepped past Elizabeth and into the house and she felt her stomach twist violently. The sight of this house made her want to be sick, and the queasy feeling of uncertainty crawled along her skin. She stepped into the kitchen to find Jason drying dishes, the scene was so domestic and took her by surprise. But only for a moment. "Jason," she said, her voice raised slightly to get his attention over the running faucet.

Jason's shoulders tensed. He turned off the water and he sat down the glass he had been wiping clean before he turned around to face her. His face was carefully blank, but he wasn't cold when he spoke. "Sam," he inclined his head, politely.

The careful politeness only made it worse. Sam fought against the intially burst of anger. Anger hadn't gotten her anywhere. In fact, it was her hasty anger that had led to Jason pulling the rug right out from underneath her and coloring their past in a way that she had never looked at it before. "You wanted to speak to me?" Sam asked, her tone far too calm for the circumstance. She wanted to scream at him, to beat on his chest demanding how he could do this to her.

"Yes." He nodded his head, and crossed his arms over his chest. "Firstly, I want to thank you."

"Thank me?" Sam frowned.

"For not telling everyone about...about me knowing who I was since the Nurses Ball," Jason told her, with a faint smile. "It's my lie to come clean about, and I appreciate that you haven't gone to anyone about it."

"I didn't do it for you. I was overwhelmed with this lie, Jason," Sam told him, her voice brittle. Her eyes glared daggers up at him, and her lips were pulled downward in a frown. "I didn't know what to think this past week let alone tell anyone about it. Besides, as you just said. It's your lie to tell. You should have to face everyone when telling them. I'm not softening the blow for you."

Jason accepted that. "I deserve that, but still...thank you for giving me the chance to be the one to let everyone know," he replied, evenly to her anger. "Secondly... I am truly sorry that you are hurt. This situation...it's not one any of us expected to be in, but we're in it. All have to do what we think is best, and we might not all agree on what that is, but at the end of the day...we have to make sure that our disagreements don't hurt our children. They come first and foremost."

"If you really believed that then you would be at home with me and Danny," Sam stated, firmly. "You know Danny? The son you were content to abandon to play house with Elizabeth?"

"Sam...I don't have to be a husband to you in order to be a father to Danny. The two are not mutually exclusive," Jason said, his brows pinched. He could feel a throb ache up his neck, a telltale sign that he was going to have a headache. "And in case you forgot...Jake is my son, too. And I abandoned him once, too. I left him with only his mom to take care of him at the time. Danny I knew had you and had Patrick."

Sam's expression pinched with pain. She had come far from the woman that watched Jake getting kidnapped, and hiring gunmen, but it didn't lessen the remnants of hurt when she saw the little boy. It was a reminder of how easily she and Jason had fallen apart. When he was gone, she could pretend that time never happened as horrible as that was. Now, the fact that Elizabeth would be always tied to Jason's life was out there for everyone to see. There was no hiding behind a lie or closed door. "Why her, Jason? Just tell me why," she pleaded, wanting to understand it so she could somehow resolve it.

"It's always been her, Sam," Jason said, regretfully. "Elizabeth and I...we were always in love with each other. It didn't matter who came and went out of our lives, the second we'd see each other there was still that love painfully between us. If we had been honest with how we felt from the start..." He just shook his head, and shoved his hands into his pockets. "Look, Sam, I don't regret the life we made. It was a good one, and I did love you."

"Just not as much as you love her," Sam said, finding that to be a bitter pill to swallow.

Jason couldn't lie. "Yes. I'm not doing this...to hurt you, or punish you. But Sam, neither of deserve to be with each other out of obligation. You deserve someone who can love with his entire heart, not just a piece of it. And I deserve a chance to be happy with Elizabeth," he told her, simply.

"But...we were happy, Jason," Sam told him.

"We were content, Sam," Jason shook his head. "They aren't the same thing, and you know it. You know, Sam...I'm beginning to think that me being your husba I'm familiar. I'm safe. If you came back to me then you wouldn't have to try with Patrick, and therefore not ruin what you have with him. If you don't try, you can't take the chance of getting hurt."

Sam ran her fingers through her head, the childish urge to dig her fingers in and scream welled up inside of her. "What if I really don't want, Patrick? What if this isn't some smoke screen that you are trying to make it out to be? What if all of this really about you? What if I want to be you with because I still truly do love you?"

"Maybe, but it's not what I want," Jason told her. His voice was so matter-of-fact and calm, but it felt like a punch to the gut for Sam. "Sam, what do you want really? Me to be with you out of obligation, but still in love with Elizabeth or to be with you because I truly wish to be with you?"

Sam jaw clenched, and she blinked back tears. "I have to go, Jason."

"Sam..." Jason started, but she turned on her heel and marched out of that house. That horrible house.

She slammed both the doors behind her, startling Elizabeth who stood on the porch keeping an eye on the boys who stood by the car ready to go. She clenched and unclenched her hands, wishing she had some way to blame the other woman. Nothing came to mind. No way to use her as a scapegoat, because it was easier to do that than to face the fact Jason really didn't want to be with her.

"Sam, I'm sorry..." Elizabeth began.

Sam couldn't hear it. Not after what Jason had told her. "For what, Elizabeth? You won. You should be happy," she said, bitterly.

Elizabeth's lips turned downward in a frown. "Sam, Jason isn't some prize to be won. He never was. I'm sorry you are hurting, but if you can't see past the fact that you aren't the only one who is having to deal with hurt than perhaps I shouldn't let Jake go with you. He is having to deal with a lot from his time spent at Helena's. He doesn't need someone saying something that is just going to add to his stress," she stated, firmly. "If you can't keep your thoughts to yourself, then maybe I should just keep him home today."

"You know what, Elizabeth? I think that's a good idea. I'm not in a good place, and I can't trust myself to say something I won't regret later so it's best if Danny and Jake stayed apart for the foreseeable future," Sam stated, callously. She walked up to the boys who had been standing on the driveway, and took Danny's hand. "Danny, Jake is going to stay home today isn't going to nana's."

"What? Why?" Jake demanded. His eyes flickered up to his mother who came over and squeezed his shoulder slightly.

"Today's just not a good day, buddy," Elizabeth said, gently.

"Yeah, I'm not feeling so well. So I think I'm going to take Danny, and just hang out at the penthouse. I'm sorry, little man," Sam said, managing to smile genuinely at Jake. She really didn't want to hurt the younger boy, and Elizabeth was right. If she said something that added to Jake's stress, she would feel horrible about it.

Jake expression went flat. All the joy and life striped from it. "Bye, Danny," he said, monotone.

Sam felt a knot in her throat, and she was tempted to take it back. To let him come with her, but she just couldn't. "Maybe tomorrow we can go to the movies," she smiled, and the little boy didn't say anything just shuffled his feet. With a light sigh, she rubbed Danny's back. "Say bye Danny."

"Bye, Jake. Bye, 'Lizabet," Danny fumbled over Elizabeth's name.

Elizabeth smiled. "Bye, Danny." Her smile dimmed when her blue eyes fell upon Sam. "Good-bye, Sam."

Sam nodded, and got Danny buckled into the car as quickly as she could. She climbed into the vehicle without a second thought, and drove off as fast as she could without being unsafe.

Elizabeth watched the car disappear out of sight, and gave Jake a half hug. "Hey, little man, what do you think we should do? With Cameron and Aiden at soccer practice, do you want to go join them? We can get snack and watch."

"No...I'm not feeling so good today," Jake shook his head.

"What's wrong, sweetheart?" Elizabeth asked, even though she already knew.

Jake didn't know if he should saw, but he looked up at his mom and sighed. "Why does Sam hate me?" He finally asked.

Elizabeth felt her heart clench and she knelt down. "It's not you that she hates, buddy," she whispered, her hands on his shoulders. "She is going through a lot right now, and it going through a lot of hurt. Sometimes, when people are hurt they have to lash out in order to heal. That's what Sam is doing. She isn't doing it to be mean, or because she hates anyone."

Jake pursed his lips, and bowed his head. There was a thoughtful expression on his face. "Do you...think she'll feel better soon? So I can see Danny again?" Jake asked, hopefully. He loved his little brother as much as he loved Aiden and Cameron, but he didn't get to see him as often. Only when he went down to grandma Monica's.

"I hope so," Elizabeth told him, quietly. "But until then...why don't we go find a movie to watch and make some banana splits to spoil our dinners? What do you say?"

A smile crept onto Jake's face. "Can we put brownies in them?"

"Yes, we can put brownies in them," Elizabeth smiled, brightly.

"Alright! Dad, we're making banana splits with brownies in them!" Jake shouted, happily over Elizabeth's shoulder to see Jason there.

Elizabeth turned, and saw the closed off expression on Jason's face. Her heart went out to him because she knew he hoped to soothe things over with Sam. To somehow make it all okay. She wanted to tell him sometimes you couldn't make things better. Sometimes things just were meant to fall apart, but that was something he had to learn for himself.

"That sounds amazing," Jason said, smiling. He could always muster up a smile for his son.

Elizabeth stood, ruffling Jake's hair. "Jake, why don't you go inside and get the bowls and everything ready for us to make the banana splits?"

"With brownies," Jake reminded her.

"With brownies," Elizabeth chuckled. Jake smiled, and ducked between them to rush into the house. Elizabeth wrapped her arms around herself, and stared after her son fondly.

"He gets that from you," Jason accused, with a smile.

"He gets what?" Elizabeth narrowed her eyes.

"His love for brownies," Jason told her.

"I do recall that you love my brownies," Elizabeth said, mocking offended. "And I recall that it was not be that had four of them last night."

"You're right. We're both guilty for our brownie love. Jake was doomed to have a chocolate addiction before he was born with us as parents," Jason joked, but there was a sad edge to his smile.

Elizabeth sighed, reaching up to fix the collar of his shirt gently. "How are you feeling?" She asked, gently. She could see that Sam storming out, and opting to leave Jake behind had upset him.

"I'm not sure. Sad that I put Sam in this position. Disappointed that she can't see beyond herself. Angry that my lie is now hurting my sons. I just wished that we were able to move past all this and just get on with our lives," Jason commented, shaking his head. He pinched the bridge of his nose to ease up the throbbing pain that consumed his head. It was his fault that he had a headache, and he had a feeling it was the first of many to come.

She hummed thoughtfully underneath her breath. There had been a question lingering in the back of her mind, even after the conversation they had earlier this week. It was a question that needed to be asked. "Do you regret it? Leaving your old life back for this?" Elizabeth had to ask.

Jason's head snapped towards her, and his eyes widened. "No! Absolutely not! I have no regrets in choosing to be with you," Jason told her, bringing her hand to his lips. He squeezed her fingers to comfort her, and then pulled her close. Wrapping his arms around her, he rested his chin on the top of her head. "I just regret how I went about all this. If I hadn't lied, maybe Sam wouldn't be as hurt as she is right now. But I can't regret choosing you. I can't regret choosing us."

Elizabeth sighed, relaxing into his arms. "I love you."

"I love you more," Jason said, pressing a kiss to her temple. They stood there, holding each other until Jake came back out and told them to hurry up because brownies banana splits awaited them. The two parents laughed, and followed their son into their home.

END OF CHAPTER!

Is Sam a villian? Not right now, no. I do believe Sam has changed, but I think that she is on a slippery slope. That if she doesn't accept the reality of the situation, that she could backtrack, and go back to her old ways if she isn't careful. But I am writing her in a way that I find is believable. She is hurt, she isn't sure how to handle the truth, and she is aware of her feelings enought to know she might say something regrettable in front of Jake. She wasn't trying to be mean, but was trying to spare him because she doesn't want to make the situation worse than it already is.

Originally this was supposed to be three, but now it is four chapters. Next chapter is everyone's reaction to Jason's lie, and the fallout from that. Hope you all enjoy!

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