I know there are a few of you that are curious about Sam's place in the baby's life. It will all come out in time. Also, as far as Jason and Liz's relationship right now, just to clarify, they haven't really dealt with her not telling him the truth about the paternity yet, sorry, but you will all have to be patient with me.
Chapter 6
"Hey" Elizabeth said and looked to see who was around the nurses desk. It was a slow day and there didn't seem to be anyone in listening distance. "What are you doing here?"
Jason followed her eyes and looked around as well, "I came to have lunch with Sam but I wanted to stop and see you first."
She didn't know why but she was slightly jealous that he was there to see Sam. Sam was his girlfriend and it was ridiculous for her to be jealous but it was an emotion that she just could not stop. She blamed the pregnancy. "I guess everything is ok with you two?"
Jason pointed to the couches over in the waiting area and Elizabeth nodded. She moved from behind the tall desk and followed him to the long, tan sofa. They sat beside each other, their legs mere inches from touching, "I told Sam last night. She freaked a little but, honestly, it wasn't as bad as I thought it would be."
"Really?"
Jason rolled his eyes, "Well in Sam terms she took it well… but this morning she seemed better, so we'll see how it goes."
"I uh, I told Emily." Elizabeth smiled. "She is excited about being an aunt to our baby." Elizabeth sighed, "Em and Nicolas stayed outside when I talked to him but went inside the apartment to be with him once I left."
"A-and how did he take it?"
Elizabeth shrugged, "I planned it… I lied to him… I guess what I expected."
Jason reached for her hand when he saw her eyes fill with tears. He held it between his two palms, "Are you ok?"
Elizabeth nodded and looked down at their joined hands, "I did this to myself Jason. If I had just told the truth from the beginning…" she trailed off.
"Don't beat yourself up over it. What's done is done." He whispered, not letting go of her hands.
His hands were warm yet rough over hers, they were strong and comforting. His touch reminded her of what his hands can do to her body… and there went the hormones again. Here they were in a serious moment, talking about Lucky and Sam, and her heart starts racing like a fifteen year old getting her hand held for the first time at the movies. The difference between her and a fifteen year old is that she knew what those hands could do to her body and may lightning strike her for thinking it but, god she wanted him.
She reluctantly looked up and found his crystal blue eyes intently looking at her. She pulled her bottom lip between her teeth. "It is a relief that everyone knows the truth but more so that you know."
"Hey." Sam grumbled as she suddenly appeared in front of them. Jason looked up at her and could see the hurt in her eyes, he could tell that she had been listening nearby. "I thought we were having lunch." She said with a sneer.
Jason quickly released Elizabeth's hand and stood up. "We are, I was just saying hi."
Sam crossed her arms over her chest "Yea, I can see that." She mumbled. Since she had appeared she would not look directly at Elizabeth, something that did not go unnoticed by both Elizabeth and Jason.
Elizabeth cleared her throat, "Sam, I know that you…"
"Save it." Sam growled cutting her off. "I only get thirty minutes for lunch and would like to spend it with MY boyfriend… alone."
Elizabeth kept her composure because the situation was difficult for all of them. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to take up some of your time together. I need to get back to work anyway before Epiphany reads me the riot act."
Sam rolled her eyes and Elizabeth knew that Sam was not going to an easy person to get along with. The idea of Sam being around he child made her cringe but she and Jason were together so it was something she would just have to accept and hopefully deal with.
A short time later Jason and Sam were sitting at a small table in the cafeteria. "Do you think you can at least try to be civil to Elizabeth? We are all going to have to all be around each other for a long time to come."
"I don't think you should be asking me for anything at this point Jason."
Jason kept his voice low because there were a few tables around them that were occupied. "Sam, if this is not something that you can accept and get over then you need to let me know right now. I'm not going to put up with you throwing a tantrum every time you see me with Elizabeth. She is carrying my child, that is not going to change… we are raising our child together, that forces us to interact with each other." His voice grew firmer as he continued, "May I remind you that same night you also slept with Rick."
Sam pushed her plate away and leaned back in her chair. "Jason… you…" she sighed and continued, "You have to understand how difficult this is for me. I want to have our baby more then anything in the world and if it is even possible it will be hard as hell. Then, in the meantime we find out that Elizabeth is giving you the baby that I wanted with you."
"Why didn't you bring this up before… Months ago when the possibility was first there that this baby could be mine." Jason shifted uncomfortably in his chair and scratched his forehead. This was not the place that he wanted to discuss this. He had been completely ready to discuss everything with her that morning but she just told him that she didn't want to go to work upset. She also told him that she wanted him to meet her for lunch and just spend time together. Now here he was listening to her shit in the middle of the hospital cafeteria.
"I'm sorry Jason." Sam quickly retreated. "It's a bad situation for all of us and it WILL take some time to get used to. I don't want to lose you again."
Jason dropped the conversation and they spent the rest of their time in silence. He walked her back up to the eighth floor and coldly pecked her lips, "I'll see you tonight." He mumbled and left Sam outside the eighth floor file room wondering how she can save her relationship as he walked away wondering if it was worth saving.
Two hours later
"Morgan"
"Jason?"
"Hey, hold on one second." He nodded to the warehouse employee he'd been talking to and quickly made his way to the door of the building for privacy. "Sorry about that, what's up Elizabeth?"
"Jason, why is Milo here?"
"I thought we talked about this?" he asked, slightly confused.
Elizabeth had taken a five minute break and run into the locker room to call Jason, sure Milo would not follow her in there. "Jason, I'm at work."
"Uh huh."
"Jason, he is standing over in the waiting area just… just standing there!" she grunted.
"He is your guard, I hope he isn't sitting down or sleeping or anything."
Elizabeth grunted again, "Jason, don't patronize me. I can't have him hovering over me. I can't have him just stand there all day when I am working. Epiphany will kill me!"
Jason narrowed his eyes, "Are you standing at the nurses desk, yelling at me with him right there?"
"No, I'm in the locker room, apparently he wont follow me in here." She was pacing the length of the empty room. "So what, is he going to follow me into surgeries and wait outside the bathroom when I have to pee… cause I pee a lot when I am pregnant."
Jason calmly explained, "No, he will wait outside the operating room just like he will wait outside the bathroom."
"Jason!" she growled.
"Elizabeth, I told you that you would have a guard, you are carrying my child and I am not taking any chances."
"I'm barely even showing and no one even knows that this is your baby yet. This is not going to work for me!" she spat.
Jason shrugged his shoulders even though she could not see, "Then you can stop working, I already said I can help you with money if it comes down to it."
"Jason!" she yelled.
"Elizabeth, the guard stays, you'll just have to find a way to work around it and deal with it." He explained matter-of-factly.
"Uhhhhhh!" she grunted and hung up the phone then kicked the leg of the bench, instantly feeling the pain in her big toe through her thin nursing shoes.
Across town Jason closed his phone, surprisingly not annoyed that she'd hung up on him. In fact, he couldn't help but chuckle.
