Title: She's Everything
Pairing: Liason
Disclaimer: Own Nothing, but the Storyline
Laying in his arms was the making of the most perfect moment each time she finds herself with him. It didn't take much to make her feel at home, to make her feel like she belonged. Jason, his arms wrapped around her, and soft whispers of the love he felt was all it took. Something he didn't seem to get tired of doing. A knock on the door had them both stirring from the peaceful slumber.
"Rock, paper, scissors?" she mumbles into his chest, not wanting to move.
"No." he kisses her forehead. "I'll go check who it is."
"Well...it is your place." she agrees, rolling off him to lay on her back. "Have fun."
"You're too sweet." he says teasingly, slipping into his jeans. "Go back to sleep. I'll be back up soon."
"As you wish." she mumbles, snuggling into the blanket. "Don't forget your shirt."
"How do you manage to be so bossy when only half awake?"
"Whatever." she rolls her eyes, though her eyes are still closed. "Remember this the next time someone knocks on my door and I get up to answer it half naked."
With a slight smirk, he pulls out a t-shirt from the drawer and throws it on before walking downstairs. The way she always wins her battles is by using pure logic. He'd have to kill the person at the door if she ever answered it half naked. The thought had him chuckling to himself.
"Carly." he says plainly, now wishing he didn't answer the door.
"Don't Carly me." she says irritably. "I've been trying to call you. Its not fair to take that wench's word over mine."
"I'm not doing this with you right now." Jason says firmly. "Just go home."
"No!" Carly states. "Not until you hear me out."
"Five minutes." Jason steps aside, letting her into the penthouse. "Not a second more. Go."
"I had nothing to do with what Courtney pulled." Carly insists. "I told her how I felt about Elizabeth. Its not like any of it was a big secret! Hell, she hates me just as much as I hate her."
"Why should I believe you?"
"Because I'm your best friend!" Carly says, throwing her hands up. "If I had any part in this, you would have known it! I would have made sure everyone knew it!"
"She's right." Elizabeth says, walking down the stairs in her robe. "If Carly had been a part of it, she would have made sure that I knew, without a doubt, that she did it."
"See!" Carly gestures to her, a little surprised that she was sticking up for her. "I swear to you Jason...I had nothing to do with that pathetic stunt she pulled."
"Fine." Jason holds open the door. "You've spoken and I've heard. Now get out."
Carly reluctantly walked out of the penthouse, satisfied that at least one of them believed her. Elizabeth will convince Jason that she wasn't part of it and then Carly's only problem will be her sister-in-law. Make no mistake, that girl will see true hell for putting doubt in Jason's mind. She may hate Elizabeth, but she loved Jason more and no one gets between her and Jason. Not unless they had a death wish that is.
"You believe her?" Jason asks, pulling her into his arms.
"Why not?" she counters. "If Carly wanted me gone, she would've done it by now. Why use Courtney?"
"True." Jason shrugs, rubbing the small of her back soothingly. "I never thought I'd see the day that you stuck up for her."
"Take a picture because it may never happen again." Elizabeth chuckles, tilting her head slightly. "Me and Carly...we have our own way of doing things. She had nothing to do with what Courtney pulled."
"Okay." he concedes. "I believe you."
"But not her?"
"Like you said...Carly has her way of doing things. I wouldn't put anything past her." Jason says simply. "But if you believe her...so do I."
"Good." she smirks. "Now lets go back to bed. I wasn't done with you yet."
As they make their way back up to bed, Carly is plotting the downfall of her so-called sister-in-law. It was one thing to go after Elizabeth, because - quite frankly - Carly had her own problems with the muffin face. It was another thing entirely to implicate her in a stunt that Carly hasn't pulled since middle school. She's moved on from tacky stuff like that. Sure, her plans don't always pan out, but at least they're more elaborate than trying to frame the girlfriend for cheating.
"Should I be worried?" her husband questions, walking over to sit with her on the couch.
"Not yet." she assures, laying back into his arms. "That sister of yours went too far."
"That sister of mine?" Sonny sighed, gently running his fingers through her hair. "That doesn't sound good if you're referring to her as my sister."
"Its one thing to try and break them up." Carly says firmly, relaxing into his touch. "Its another thing to try to break up my friendship with him."
"Ah." Sonny finally gets it. "Nothing lethal...understood?"
"Got it." Carly says simply. "She's not worth having blood on my hands."
"Thank you." he kisses her temple, knowing that's the best he could hope for in a situation like this. "Now...about breakfast..."
She was back in his arms, feeling as content as she has ever felt, when her cellphone started vibrating on the side table. With a slight smirk, she reaches for it, making sure to not wake him. Reading the text message, Elizabeth couldn't help the full on smirk that graced her lips. This was just the start. Courtney is going to know exactly what happens when you screw with Lizzie Webber. Mess with her and its a war. Mess with her man and you might as well dig your own grave.
"You seem calm." Jason comments when they finally get out of bed. "Should I be worried?"
"Not at all." Elizabeth kisses him softly, setting the plates on the coffee table. "Oh, by the way, you don't have to guard Courtney at the Oasis anymore."
"Tell me you didn't kill her." Jason says seriously, pouring them some juice.
"Oh ye of little faith." Elizabeth shakes her head. "I simply pulled a few strings and got her fired."
"Oh." Jason shrugs, carrying the food to the table. "Well, in that case, nice job."
"Thanks." she smiles slightly, taking her seat beside him. "If you like that...you're going to love what's coming next."
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