Title: She's Everything
Pairing: Liason
Disclaimer: Own Nothing, but the Storyline

Protective glasses on, protective ear muffs, and she's all set.

She's calm. Calmer than she's ever been before. She feels the heavy weight of Jason's gun in her hands as she's taking aim. She's focused. One person in mind as she slides her finger over the trigger and shoots round after round. As the bullets tear through the paper, a smirk touches her lips. Each shot a kill shot. Perfect.

She feels his hands as they slide up her arms, all the way up to her ears to remove the ear muffs.

"Should I start working on our alibis?" he asks softly, turning her to face him, brushing a few strands of hair from her face.

"Not just yet." Elizabeth strokes the back of his neck with her thumbs. "Death is too easy. I want to make them live my revenge."

"That's my girl." Jason boasts, claiming her lips swiftly. "Happy anniversary, beautiful."

"Happy anniversary." Elizabeth stares into his eyes, putting the blondes out of her mind for now. "Care to shoot some paper?"

"Sure." Jason takes his gun from his waist band. "I did rent it out for the morning. Might as well join you."

"Aw, you know me so well." Elizabeth smiles slightly before putting the ear muffs back on. "Loser gives their gift first."

"You're on." Jason smirks, taking his spot beside her.

Boyfriend and girlfriend stand side by side, taking aim at human shaped targets fifty feet away. Elizabeth loved target practice with Jason. It gave her a similar rush to riding on the back of the motorcycle with him. The first round went to him, but the second went to her.

By the tenth they were at a tie. So, knowing him the way she does, Elizabeth makes it interesting by changing their targets into the two people they can't stand. For her its Courtney, of course, and for him its Lucky Spencer. Jason looks at the target and smirks, shaking his head because he could've expected this from her.

"You know me so well." Jason mimics her words. "When did you have time to print it out?"

"Are you kidding?" Elizabeth laughs softly. "I have them keep it in stock. I love a good target."

"Best shot wins it all."

"Took the words right out of my mouth." Elizabeth says with a smirk. "Don't forget to take the safety off."

"Funny." Jason picks up his gun. "If I recall correctly, you're the one that choked last time."

"Only because someone couldn't keep their hands to themselves." Elizabeth takes her aim. "Remember?"

"Oh, I remember." Jason says smugly, taking aim. "I also remember what happened five minutes later."

"Nice try." Elizabeth winks at him before taking her shots, hitting each kill shot, turning to look at him. "Your turn."

Jason's about to take his shot when Elizabeth leans over, whispering something in his ear, causing him to miss his first shot. Knowing there was no point now that he missed one shot, Jason drops his gun, pulling her into his arms and pinning her up against the wall behind her.

"Cheater." Jason says, his lips mere inches from hers.

"I told you I'd get you back for the last time you cheated." Elizabeth says without remorse. "Whatcha gonna do about it?"

"I have a few ideas." Jason says, claiming her lips as he places one of his legs between hers. "But we have somewhere to be."

"Tease." Elizabeth says teasingly, snatching the gun she was using as Jason's pulling her towards the exit.

They walk out to his bike, straddling it with ease before taking off. Elizabeth laid her head against his back, not caring about the wind for the first time, just focusing on him. They drive for a few hours before they finally take the turn onto a dirt road.

It was then that she realized where he's taking her. Smiling to herself, Elizabeth takes a deep breath in. Its been a while since she's been up here. The last time was when she was a sophomore in college. Instead of going to California for spring break, she met up with Jason there. He was facing problems with the business and needed to lay low. Its the place where they first made love to each other.

When he parks the bike, Elizabeth takes a moment to appreciate the cabin. She loved this place so much and wasn't at all surprised when Jason told her that he bought it out from the people that owned it. Jason watched her while she stood there, enjoying the look that crossed her face, knowing how much this place meant to her.

"Come on." Jason says after a long moment, holding out his hand to her. "Lets get inside."

"Okay." Elizabeth smiles slightly, taking hold of his hand and allowing him to walk her into the cabin.

When they make their way inside, Elizabeth couldn't help the gasp that escaped her lips. The windows are all closed, the cabin lit by candles, in the center of the room sits a table for two. Two cushions positioned on each side of the table for them to sit down.

They enjoyed sitting on the floor rather than chairs, it was more comfortable...more intimate. As they sit across from each other, Jason takes her hand in his, staring at her for a moment before they start eating. He was glad that, for the most part, the day has gone exactly how he wanted it to so far.

"I'm sorry." Jason says out of nowhere, causing her to look at him curiously. "I should have took you more seriously about Courtney."

"Yeah, you should have." Elizabeth agrees, not sugar coating it. "But you were right...it happens to me too. We shouldn't have to worry about anyone else because no one else matters."

"Do you remember our first anniversary?" Jason questions, a smirk on his face.

"Like it was yesterday." Elizabeth laughs softly. "That was one hell of an anniversary."

"It was the first time you ever got jealous." Jason points out, taking a drink of his beer. "I doubt that girl ever saw you coming."

"Its her fault she decided to put her hands where they don't belong." Elizabeth says simply with a shrug. "She should learn to talk before getting all grabby hands with another woman's man."

"Which has me very interested in what you're planning to do about Sonny's sister." Jason arches his eyebrow. "Any ideas yet?"

"Not just yet." Elizabeth shakes her head. "But when I do think of something, you'll know."

"That's what I'm afraid of." Jason says refilling her glass. "Do me a favor?"

"Name it."

"If we're going to need an alibi, give me at least a week." Jason says with a slight smile. "I'd rather not end up in prison."

"Okay." Elizabeth laughs softly. "I promise to give you a week's notice if I plan on offing the blonde."

"That's all I ask."

"Funny." Elizabeth shakes her head. "So...where to from here?"

"The one thing you've wanted since you've gotten home." Jason says, holding out his hand. "Ready?"

"Definitely."

Straddling the bike once again, Jason drives her up to Vista Point. With a slight smile, Elizabeth takes his hand, walking up the pathway to sit on the brick wall to await the sunset. He was right. She has wanted to watch the sunset in Port Charles from the moment she came home. It reminded her of all the days they spent together just existing. Their rides to nowhere.

"Thank you." Jason says, holding her hand in his. "I have given you plenty of reasons to leave me over the years, but you never walked out on me."

"That's because no matter how hurt I felt, I always knew that it would hurt more without you." Elizabeth touches his face softly. "I can get past anything you do, but I can't get past ever losing you."

"I know." Jason kisses her softly. "I don't what I'd do if you weren't with me. You're my reason for everything."

"And you're mine." Elizabeth lays her head on his shoulder. "We've gotten through a lot together...we'll get through everything together."

Watching the sunset, she felt that, in spite of it all, she's having a perfect anniversary. She knew that after today she'll have to deal with two busy body blondes, but for now she'll focus on her relationship with her boyfriend. Once night has set in, they take a ride to his penthouse where they'd have dinner and exchange gifts. Settling in for the night, Elizabeth sits on the couch waiting for him.

Four years. They've been together for four years. Four years filled with drama, romance, heart ache and every other emotion possible. Jason was right. She had so many reasons why leaving him would have been a viable option, but she no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't walk out on him. It wasn't like she hasn't given him enough reasons to leave her yet he's still there.

"Here." Jason holds out the box to her. "You know you're getting harder to shop for."

"Like you're any easier." Elizabeth counters, taking the box into her arms. "Yours is in the closet. Go check it out."

Jason stands up, walking over to the closet and pulling open the door. Sitting in the middle of his closet was the one thing Jason has been searching for to finish off his bike. He glances from her to her gift and he'd be lying if he said she didn't surprise him with her gift.

Not only did she buy the motorcycle compartments big enough to store his guns, but she got him the motorcycle seat that can convert into a bulletproof vest. Closing the closet door, Jason walks back over to her, sitting down beside her and kissing her soundly.

"How did you find those parts?" Jason questions, beyond impressed with his girlfriend. "The bulletproof vest is only available in Iraq."

"I know people." Elizabeth says teasingly. "Remember the guy that Courtney wanted you to believe I was seeing?"

"Yeah."

"He's the one I got it from." Elizabeth says with a slight smile. "Skye helped me find him."

"Have I told you lately how amazing I think you are?" Jason says, kissing her softly. "Your turn."

Elizabeth opens the box and couldn't help the tears that filled her eyes. Its just like him to do something like this.

"How did you find this?" Elizabeth looks at him curiously. "I thought it was lost."

"It was." Jason wipes the tears from her eyes. "But I've been tracking it down for the last two years."

"Where did you find it?" Elizabeth asks, running her fingers over the face of the painting.

"It was in Canadian police evidence locker." Jason concedes. "Once I knew where it was, I made sure it came back to you."

"The Wind." Elizabeth smiles at the painting on her lap. "Thank you."

"Happy anniversary, Liz." Jason says, massaging the back of her neck soothingly with one hand.

"Happy anniversary, Jason." Elizabeth kisses him softly before nestling in beside him, the painting on both their laps. "Thank you for making it one to remember."

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