AN:

Yes, Patrick has the worst timing ever. As for Sam bwahh is all I'm going to say.

Okay a few things I should have mentioned. Jason and Sam are not together in this fic and Jason is not in charge of the mob. Sonny is well Sonny.

Thank you to everyone who has read this fic. And a special thank to those of you who reviewed. Enjoy!

Chapter Three

Patrick looked from Elizabeth to Jason unsure of what was going on. "Is everything okay?" he asked tentatively.

"Yeah. I'm fine. How are Jason's tests?" Elizabeth said firmly.

"They're actually not as bad as I thought. With some physical therapy you should regain full use of your hand in the next several weeks." Patrick explained as he looked from Elizabeth to his patient.

"No permanent damage?" Jason asked looking at Patrick.

"None. Now get some rest I'll be back later." Patrick replied before looking closely at Elizabeth again before walking away.

"How are you really?" Jason asked as the silence in the room grew loud.

"I'm okay." Elizabeth said softly. She was looking at the wall above his bed because she knew that if he looked into her eyes he would know that she was lying to him. He had always known her better than anyone else ever had.

"Stop that. You can't pretend with me." Jason growled as he reached out and took her hand in his and pulled her closer to him.

"I know. I just... I don't want to think about it yet. I don't want it to be real." she admitted as she finally looked down at him.

"I can't imagine what you're going through but I'm here if you need anything all you have to do is ask." Jason said softly as he laced their fingers together.

"I know but you've already done so much. I couldn't ask for anymore from you." she said as her eyes filled up with tears.

"You're my friend Elizabeth. You don't have to ask for my help." Jason said softly.

"I know. I... I need to go." Elizabeth stammered as she tried to pull her hand away from his.

"No. I know you. You walk out of here and you're going to shut down." Jason said as he held her arm firmly.

"Please, Jason." Elizabeth pleaded as she started to cry.

"It's okay. I'm here." Jason whispered as he pulled Elizabeth down to him. He wrapped his arms around her as she continued to cry. Elizabeth hated that she was leaning on Jason again. It wasn't fair to him. He had a life and people who depended on him. Jason couldn't put his life on hold for her. It wasn't right or even fair.

"I should go." Elizabeth said softly against Jason's chest.

"Elizabeth, please don't shut me out. I just want to help." Jason pleaded as he held her close.

"I know but you have so many other people that depend on you." she argued softly.

"You can always come to me no matter what." he said gently as he rubbed her back gently with his uninjured hand.

"What's going on in here?" Sam demanded angrily when she opened the door and saw Elizabeth in Jason's arms.

"I should really go now." Elizabeth whispered as she pulled away from Jason.

"Okay. Remember what I said." Jason said as he let his hold on her go, but, caught her hand with his, making her look at him.

"I will. Thank you." she replied as she squeezed his hand.

"I didn't do anything." he said with a smile.

"You always say that." she whispered as she let go of his hand and started towards the door.

"What was Elizabeth talking about? Why was she even in here?" Sam spat when Jason just stared after Elizabeth and didn't even look towards her.

"Lay off Sam. Her husband just died." Jason replied firmly, jaw clinching as he tried to control his aggravation.

"I know. Shouldn't she be with her friends?" Sam snarled as she thought about the sight of Elizabeth in Jason's arms and how tenderly he had held her.

"She was. Elizabeth and I have been friends for years. I'm not going to forget that now. Especially when she needs someone." Jason said calmly wishing she would just turn around and leave.

"But why does it have to be you?" Sam whined.

"Because it does. Listen nothing is going to change the fact Elizabeth and I are friends. Why are you even here?" Jason asked, tired of the entire conversation and just wanting her gone.

"Jason, I love you. We both nearly died. Can't you see how much I need you?" Sam cried as her eyes filled with tears.

"We're over Sam. Nothings changed. In fact this just makes me more certain of my decision." Jason snapped unfazed by her tears.

"You don't mean that." she whined as she reached out for his hand.

"Yes, I do. I'm sorry you're hurting but we can't be together. You need to go." Jason said coldly as he jerked his hand away.

"Jason..." she begged.

"Sam, you need to leave. And don't come back." Jason said in a warning tone.

"You're wrong about us and I'm going to make you see it." Sam vowed as she turned to leave.