Only one more chapter after this, before it is done. Warnings still in effect, just to be on the safe side. Hope you all enjoy and will let me know what you think. Your reviews, follows and faves are very much appreciated.

Chapter Three

"Jason, I'm not kidding, I want to come home. If Cam gets any more tanned, I'm going to be questioned about whether I'm his mother or not!"

His laughter made her feel light but it also annoyed her.

"Stop laughing. I had a woman ask me if I was the nanny, a nanny for cripes sake! Jason, I love you and love that you want to shield us from the dangers that surround you but and this is an epic BUT, it is a week away from Christmas, I am at most two weeks away from giving birth. I need to come home; I need to give birth at HOME."

One moment she was angry and the next she was in tears. Damn hormones.

"Baby, I know. I know you want to come home, I WANT you to come home but…Sonny is still creating problems. Mac almost had him, when that hooker mysteriously died but that new guard of Sonny's did something. Sven is proving to be almost untouchable and because of it, so is Sonny."

"I know, okay, I get it. Sonny has lost his mind but it isn't the first time nor will it be the last if he lives. It doesn't matter though, I need to be home. I have gone through this entire pregnancy alone, again. Find a way to fix this or I will be home whether you like it or not."

"It has nothing to do with me not wanting you here, you know that. Baby, please try to understand that I hate this as much as you. I was granted one moment of heaven, one moment of mind-blowing, heart stopping, body wracking and soul searing pleasure with you and then you were gone."

"Oh, Jason…" Elizabeth cried. "Mind-blowing, heart stopping, body wracking and soul searing huh, damn, I must be good."

"You are and a million times more so, but I can't risk you or our children. I've had Cam's adoption papers in my safe for four months and haven't been able to tell anyone about it, unless you count Mac. The poor guy probably wants to arrest me, just so he doesn't have to hear me whine and complain about missing you and your pregnancy and Cam. Although, he might be fearful that by arresting me, it would give me more time to talk to him about you."

"Let me get this straight, Jason Morgan, East Coast Mob Enforcer Extraordinaire, is…'guying' it with the Police Commissioner?"

His laughter soothed her soul but didn't alleviate the deep ache in her heart or the longing her arms and body had for him.

"Someone's verbose today, but yes, that is what my life has been boiled down to. I'd talk to Francis, but he says he doesn't want to know; he thinks of you as a sister and says 'hearing anything that even remotely leads to your lady bits meeting my man bits' makes him queasy."

"You are talking to Mac Scorpio about my lady bits?"

"Not really, no…but you know how every other day…wait, you do know that Johnny or Johnny send a picture of you and Cam and one of just you, so I don't have to miss our pregnancy completely or miss seeing Cam get bigger by the day. Mac only hears about your cravings, mood swings – don't shoot me – and things like that. Your, lady bits as you call them, never get mentioned."

"I figured one of the boys were doing something like that, there is no way Johnny Z would be taking selfies, Johnny O on the other hand, I'm sure his instagram is full of them. You know your son…"

"You know, I still get chocked up hearing you call him that?"

"Aww…Well, your son has nicknamed them. Johnny Z is now Flynn, though when Cam says it is sounds more like Fyn and Johnny O is now called Shrek. They take it in stride unless I forget and start using their nicknames but seriously it is so much easier saying Flynn or Shrek instead of Johnny."

"Flynn and Shrek, why would he call give them those nicknames?"

"Well, there really isn't much for us to do here. When Cam's awake we play on the beach and watch movies. For some reason Cam loves the movie Tangled, I think it has to do with the horse, my baby is much too young to be crushing on Rapunzel. As for Shrek, that's easy, Johnny always acts out Shrek's scenes in the movie and Cam finds it hilarious."

"I suppose I am going to have to watch these movies so I can try and see where my son got his ideas?"

"It would probably be a good idea."

"Have our 'Flynn and Shrek' been behaving?"

"If by behaving you mean keeping me safe, yes. Keeping me sane, not so much, Shrek started a food fight with Cam yesterday. He keeps trying to say Cam started it but I saw what happened. Cam got over excited and had his spoon – full of mashed potatoes – in his hand and Flynn said something and caused him to laugh and he was a little too exuberant and flung his potatoes all over Shrek's face and hair. So of course, him being the grownup grabbed a spoonful and flung them at our son. There is Jell-O still stuck to the ceiling Jason and I keep finding corn in the strangest places."

"Sounds like I am missing some great times. Do you want me to call Johnny O and tell him to act like the adult he is?"

"Don't you dare, then he'd rat me out and I'd have to act like an adult too!"

"I love you and miss you and nothing makes sense without you near me."

"Jason, we had one moment, admittedly, it was an awesome-fuck-tastic moment but you haven't even had the best I have to offer."

Elizabeth heard the loud gulp and then a clearing of his throat, before he finally found his voice again. "Baby, you can't say something like that, when I am so far away from you."

"Then I guess you better figure shit out soon. I'm pregnant with pregnancy hormones running rampart through my body, Flynn and Shrek are starting to look good."

"Elizabeth! You wouldn't."

"I know that and you know that, doesn't mean my lady bits give a shit about it. My digits don't cut it and my I-Vibe Rabbit, while talented, pales in comparison to you and my Platinum collection Jack Rabbit, while stimulating and great for the water…it to, is lacking."

"Lacking how?" Jason asked, although it sounded like he had a frog in his throat.

"It isn't long enough or thick enough. They need you to be a model for them, although, I don't think I'd like to share your beautiful cock with anyone else. You are so long and hard, thick and hot. You feel like silk stretched over steel and when you are buried balls deep inside of me, it feels like you were made just for me. The way the head of your cock massages my G-Spot, the way, when you change just a little bit of the angle, I'd swear you are caressing my womb and when your cum, your semen feels like it is hardwired to my pleasure center and I combust in a shattering, shivering mass of orgasmic pleasure. Can you imagine what it will be like when we have more than ten minutes?"

"If you don't stop talking, my shorts will be experiencing me cumming any moment."

"Oh fuck…that is beyond hot; I think I'm going to cum from just the imagery."

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"Mac, we need to get this over and done with, Elizabeth says she's coming home whether I agree or not. I can't say I blame her; it has been almost nine months. Do you know what that does to a man? When he can't see and touch and feel and love the woman and child he loves?"

"I've never been in quite your predicament, but when Felicia ran off to take care of her grandmother, it was years later till I saw her again. Although I suppose, after the first six months, I had pretty much given up hope."

"Try being away from your pregnant…umm, soon to be wife, even if she doesn't know it yet."

"You haven't told your pregnant…that you want to marry her? What the hell are you waiting for?"

"Don't take that tone of voice with me, I thought out of everything we've been through, she deserved this to be done right."

"She deserved to be married before you knocked her up." Mac snarked but softened the blow with a slight smile.

"I know that, damn, do I know that. In a perfect world, Elizabeth and I would have left Port Charles when I asked her to run away with me, we would have been married not too long after that and then Cam would be my biological son, not just my adopted son – which doesn't diminish what I feel for him – he is so much like his mother, how can you not love him. Anyway, in a perfect world, my perfect world, we'd be celebrating our fifth wedding anniversary."

"Are we done with being girls and sharing and caring?"

"Why, are you worried your manly bits will turn into girly bits?"

"What the hell are you talking about Morgan?" Mac said with a laugh.

"Elizabeth was worried I was sharing stories about our sex life and her 'lady bits'. I swear life with her will never be dull. She's…my…everything."

"You are a very lucky man, I wish I was twenty years younger, I might have given you a run for your money."

"Nope, she's the key code to my enigma; we were made for one another. Okay, you're right, we're being girls. So, Sonny, is there anything you can do?"

"Hoping that by bringing up the 'Kingpin' you'll be able to stop the growth of your lady bits?"

Jason's laughter was loud, boisterous and came from the bottom of his stomach.

Not for the first time, Jason wondered what he had lost, since becoming friends with Sonny and his mobular ilk.

"So…is there anything you can do, get him thrown in jail and make it stick?"

"Possibly, if you were willing to tell me things but it could backfire and implicate you as well and surprisingly, I don't want that for you."

"I'm touched, but you better hold off on the touchy feely stuff, otherwise you might be in danger of growing lady bits."

"Would you stop with the lady bits comments, I haven't had sex in two years; do you know what that does to a man?"

"Did you really just say that, to me?"

"Shut up, I didn't say anything. Moving on?" Mac said, blushing three shades of red.

"Indeed!"

XxXxX

"Johnny, you need to…" Elizabeth began but stopped when a sharp pain spread throughout her abdomen and lower back.

"Lizzy, are you alright?" Johnny O asked.

Taking a moment to gather her thoughts and evaluate her condition, she finally responded. "Yeah, I think so." Gritting her teeth at another sharp pain, she tried to calm her emotions, since her thoughts were a lost cause.

'Please, please be false labor, I can't have this baby alone!'

"Hey 'Flynn', get on the phone and set up our flight back. I will be home for the New Year. It takes roughly three and a half hours to fly from here back to New York City, depending on weather, road conditions and wait time going through customs, if I need to, I think six maybe seven hours would be a fair estimation. Which means, we'll need to leave in the next three hours for me to be in Jason's arms come midnight, okay?"

"Are you sure it is safe to travel in your condition?"

"I've been in excellent health throughout this pregnancy."

"Yes, but you can't be sure you aren't in labor, I think we need to check with a doctor before finalizing anything."

"Listen Shrek, if I wanted your opinion, I'd give it to you. Don't you get it, damnit; I need to be…FUCK! I need to be home." Elizabeth said as her tears started to fall in earnest.

"Lizzy, I didn't mean to piss you off. I know you need to be home when the baby comes, but I think the time has passed for this. You know I love you, you know Flynn does too and our silly boy of course loves you but right now, even though you don't feel it, you have to be strong and think of your baby."

"Johnny, why can't I have just one perfectly imperfect moment in my life, don't I deserve it? I don't cheat, steal, kill…okay I did cheat on Lucky but you and I both know he wasn't faithful to me, nevertheless, that doesn't mean what I did was right but it was right, it was perfect. It was Jason and I finally pulling our heads out of our asses and…"

"Hush girl, don't get worked up, if you aren't in labor and this is just Braxton hicks, then you need to calm yourself or you may very well find yourself delivering tonight."

"Phone Jason, he can calm me down."

"Or wind you up…"

"I am not talking about my sex life or the lack thereof…especially with you, Mr. Perv."

"You are hurting my feelings Lizzy."

"Ha, what feelings, you only register the ones that are below your waist, right?"

"Pssh..."

"Are you going to call Jason or not?"

"I tried calling him before I came in here, it went straight to voicemail."

"Damnit, this can't be happening!"

XxXxX

"Jason, are you sure about this?"

"Yes…no…I think so…I'm positive."

"You don't sound positive but sure I'll believe you."

"Your wry sense of humor aside, thanks."

"I should be the one thanking you."

"You're right, you should be." Jason said and stuck his tongue out at Mac.

The laughter was contagious, it reverberated within the walls, and breaking the tension that had seemed to settle over them.

Getting serious again, "What time is it?" Jason asked as he paced, completely disregarding his phone with the time on it.

"Two minutes and thirty-eight seconds from the last time you asked me. Why are you so nervous?"

"I don't know…I just am, is that good enough for you?"

"I suppose, but I'm rather enjoying see you, so bent out of shape, it is refreshing seeing the man everyone claims is Stonecold, with honest to goodness fear and nervousness written all over his face."

"Great, laugh at my stupidity. You know, I'm not feeling the love."

"That's because I don't love you, I'm just…travelling the sort of same path as you right now."

"Says the man flying 1,535 miles roughly, because you just want to take a break from it all, so you decided to fly with a man, who you, until recently, despised, right?"

"I never despised you; I didn't care for you one way or another really. I despise your job, that's for sure."

"You don't know what my job is, hell, for that matter, neither do I."

"In the not too distant future, if you get off your ass, your job will be husband and father."

"I've barely had a moment to sit on my ass, as you so eloquently put it. Sonny is like a venereal disease, once you get it once, chances for a relapse are high."

"Jason Morgan, I think this is the start of a beautiful friendship."

"Yuck it up Scorpio, but you and I both know, it is the truth, Sonny won't go away easily or quietly."

"All kidding aside, if you stay as the new and improved self, I can see us being friends. The stick you had surgically implanted when you became Sonny's stooge has been removed. I like the man you are now."

"I'm a keeper huh?"

"Don't push your luck Bubba."

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