Switching Places

Chapter 72

Insanity is in the eye of the beholder, you can look at a person and think they are perfectly sane, but did you ever stop to think that maybe it's that you are crazy too?

Elizabeth was waddling down the corridor to see Monica when Lainey stopped her and asked for a few minutes. "What may I do for you Dr. Winters?"

"You were at the house when Nik was found, correct?"

"Yes, why?"

"I have gotten everyone else's statement about my patient's mental state. I was hoping you would have some time to tell me what you saw and heard."

"Dr. Winters, it won't change anything. I saw a woman who I felt sorry for. Someone who had lost her husband and gone over the bend. We both know that there is more to the story."

"I know, but I can't get her to admit that Nik isn't Conner. Let alone more her forward towards treatment."

"Look, I know about her threats towards Emily, I wouldn't trust her out of here even on medication."

"Elizabeth, I just want to get her help, this is a curable illness."

Thinking on what Carly told her about Sage and the poor boy at the Quartermaine's, she turned to the doctor and said "Yes, it is. But the patient has to want to be cured. I think that Mary Bishop loves the idea of Nik, just as much for him as his resemblance to Conner. Given half a chance, I truly believe she would chase after Nik, trying to use his guilt to keep him tied to her."

"I can't keep a patient who can be medicated locked up, just to stop her from interfering in Emily's social life."

"That woman had a shotgun and would have used it. Drugs or no, she will still be a danger to those around her. I think that you might want to listen to what I have to say. I mean you made a mistake that already cost Nik someone he cared about. Or did you forget your report saying Lucky Spencer wasn't a threat, you know the one you filed when you got him released from the hospital."

"I thought we had moved past that." She said quietly.

"I forgave you, because I thought you were just conned by someone who grew up the son of Luke Spencer, but now it looks like you are not capable of handling criminal cases. I looked into Mary Bishops eyes, know what I saw, I saw Lucky Spencer as a woman. Do you get what I am saying now?"

"Jason, thank you for meeting me. Did your men get the disks from Georgie?"

"She gave them to Milo this morning. Why would you involve a seventeen-year-old girl in this?"

"She is the only person I have absolute trust in." Johnny still felt ill at the idea, but he knew that she was honest and trustworthy. "Do you have the files?"

"Here, but I don't understand why you needed these."

"Here is what I have, Trevor Lansing, watched and waited until he found an opportunity to get my mother away from Anthony. When she was still pregnant with me, Trevor tried to rape her, she escaped but my mother knew it was only a matter of time. She fled the estate."

"We know that she was helped by a secret society that makes women in her situation disappear."

"The woman, who helped her, found her after Trevor caught up with her the first time. They bonded over her being pregnant just like this woman. She got my mother away from Trevor's brother and left town with her. Somehow Trevor caught up with them, it was a coincidence though, he was working on something for a client. I just haven't discovered what."

"This would have been at the convent.' stated Francis. Johnny looked up in surprise he had just found that out himself.

"How? Nevermind, that's not important. There was a Doctor there, I don't have a name but he wasn't a baby doctor, all I have to go on is that he was a neurologist with connections to GH."

"We have two names, Tony Jones or Noah Drake."

"He delivered this nurse's child and me. The nurse died. As well as a child whose mother was a patient there, while he was taking care of that woman, Trevor found Maria unprotected. He had his men take her back to the estate with me. Giving my father some kind of line about Maria having been kidnapped to get his son."

"We found the records about that."

"When I was eight, my father shot my mother, then went completely insane. Trevor took my mother to the basement where he was holding another woman. This woman was promptly killed. I have no idea of who she was."

"We do, it was Adella Corinthos. Sonny's mother, she was also the mother of Ric Lansing."

"That explains a few things. Now fast-forwarding to the night my dad went nuts and escaped."

Carly went to the work site to meet with Jax who had returned that morning. "Are you sure you are up to this, didn't you just fly in?"

"My pilot did the flying. I slept. So what do you think of the glass guy."

"Elizabeth seemed impressed. She showed me some of his work. It's nice."

"Hasn't anyone ever told you that is the wrong thing to say to an artist?" He said picking up the hard hat and slapping it on her head.

"Hey, I don't want to wear that; it will ruin my hair." She protested even as he gave her that Jax grin.

""Carly this is a working construction site; you have to wear it. Now lets do a walk through."

"Uh, Jax. All there are is wooden stakes in the ground." She said looking at him like he was insane. "I can just show you on the blueprints."

"Worried about your shoes, don't be. We will stay on the wooden pallets."

As they walked through, Jax was astonished at the detail she had gone into. "You have done real well, with this. So what about the marble and fabrics?"

"We found American companies. I have offered Maxie Jones a job to help with my part."

"I would have thought you would use Lulu."

"I thought about it, but Lucky died here. She is doing her community service working down at the rec center for the summer. Plus Momma is insisting she work at Kelly's two days a week."

"Fine, I would prefer Mac's daughter anyhow. I have to go see Alexis about some paperwork, can you arrange for me to see the samples this week."

"Yes, by the way we are having a graduation party for Elizabeth this week, if you would like to attend, you are more than welcome."

"I might do that, thank you." Jax wanted to avoid Brenda, while he didn't have feelings for the woman any longer, he was furious that she seemed to be cozying right back up with Sonny after saying she couldn't stand to be in the same room with him.

"So, anyhow, that is when Trevor seemed distracted. I would guess that he helped her disappear."

"Why are you so certain?" Asked Jason.

"When I was in North Carolina after looking into Trevor's files. I found a woman looking for her daughter; the girl looked a lot like this Sam McCall. Here is her number and address. Someone might want to let her know that her daughter is dead."

"Do you have any idea on dates for the meetings?"

"No, he didn't write them down. This Ian Devlin, he found through my sister. I think that Trevor intended her to be one of the women in the basement until she runaway from home to her uncle. Ian and Claudia have some kind of connection. I stopped in to visit her, while traveling. Told her the business was gone, she didn't take it too well. Wanted to know what I was going to do to get it back. She also told me that Trevor was blackmailing her with something from the past."

"About the family business, did you tell her that it had been carved up and swallowed by other organizations?"

"Yes, right now she is occupied with Uncle Rudy but eventually she is going to be trouble."

"I will let the families know only if it becomes necessary. Do you have any idea where Sam is now?"

"Some hole in the wall, looking for a way to get revenge. Other than that, no idea. I heard from my banker that Trevor arranged for a rather large withdrawal of money from his account. Claiming it was to support Ric."

"Sonny is paying for Ric's treatment. The money is going to start up a casino here in town."

"There has to be a motive, but what and whom is he working with?" Said Francis. "Luke is small time, plus he is still climbing into a bottle most nights."

Waiting until she had a free minute, Carly called her investigator back. "What did you find out?"

"Nothing about the name Annie Logan. She is exactly who she claimed to be. I have quite a dossier on this Heather Webber, as well as on her mother Alice Grant and her cousin Susan Moore."

"How do I know that last one, what is her connection?"

"She had a son with Alan Quartermaine, a doctor there. The boy's name was Jason."

Carly's eyebrows shot up to the edge of her forehead at that one. "What about the others?"

"This Sarah Webber, her file is strange, well you will see when I send it to you what I mean there. Her mother was quite an active parent. She literarily questioned every grade ever given to her daughter. Once the girl came to stay with her grandmother, the grades dropped. No idea why. Also this mother, is on paper a saint, but once you start digging. She is not quite the woman she claims."

"Send me the files, thank you. I will send you a check."

"Your retainer more than covered my investigation."

"So you think that your mother is right, that her daughter is still alive?"

"Yes, I do. The tests for Sam were altered; we know that. What if Trevor is keeping her hidden for a reason?"

"What reason?" Asked Francis playing devil's advocate he continued. "Are you sure that it's not wishful thinking on both her part and yours?"

"No, I don't. I also think that someone stopped Trevor in his tracks. Something he found out while investigating you, Mr. Morgan."

"What?"

"I have no idea, but whatever it was, he still wanted to kill Sonny, but he backed off on his plans for you. I would keep your men that you trust close in on your wife. Elizabeth fits the pattern of the women he gets obsessed with."

"We are aware of that. That is why I am her primary guard. What can you tell us about Kate Howard?"

"The woman Trevor was seeing. She is a stuck up piece of work, who is not who she says. She grew up in Brooklyn, not Connecticut. She changed her name and reinvented herself. Trevor was seeing her for quite a while, I thought his interest was from his feeling like he created her. I was wrong."

"What was his interest?"

"Revenge on some guy she used to see before her altered status. I heard him talking to Anthony about using her to get to him. Then she dumped him when she found out. Abruptly changed her locks and made sure that everyone who worked for her knew he was to be kept away."

"We have to find out who he was planning on using her against."

"Thanks for the files; I have some more stuff to check up on."

"A word, Mr. Zachara." He heard as he was leaving. Turning he saw the man who had been shot at the hotel following him out.

"Johnny and I are both concerned about your interest in Georgie Jones."

Johnny gave him a smirk and said "Do you want to know if my intentions are honorable, dad?"

"Don't get smart with me. We both like that young girl; her stepmother is someone we have cared about for years."

Knowing he was overreacting, Johnny leaned against his new truck and said "I know that my having any contact with her is dangerous. I tried to stay away, do you think I LIKE that I have feelings for someone that young. That I can't seem to get my heart and mind let alone my body to forget her."

"Maybe not, but the fact is, she is seventeen, and she should be dating someone her own age. Not going on casual dates with her guy friends. Look, I can see you really care, but she needs to be given time to grow up. Give her that. When she is in college, come back; find out if this is what you are looking for."

"I tried, I did. I just am trying to keep it as friends."

"I slipped into the Scorpio house, read the letters." Seeing the dark expression, Francis said "It was either going to be me or Mac Scorpio was going to be told. I know that both of you want to be more than just pen pals. Johnny, it's hard enough to be in high school, but to add this to it... I get what you are feeling, but it can't happen right now."

Walking away, Johnny said "I know that. Trust me, I do. However you are asking me to cut out my heart. You do know that."

"I do, but you have to what is best for her."

Getting into his truck, the younger man closed his eyes and drove out of town vowing to keep Georgie save even from him.

Francis walked back and saw that Johnny O'Brien was waiting. "I feel like shit, you do know that."

"I do, but we made a promised to Alexis. We promised to protect Georgie from this. It's only for a couple of years."

"You and I both know that a couple of years can change everything." He said sadly.

Jason slipped into the mansion to hear his wife and grandmother talking about Ireland. "Do you ever think of going back there?" She asked.

"No, my life is here. With my family. So how are things between you and Jason?" She asked delicately.

Elizabeth knew what she was talking about, but still had to laugh at the memory.

"Good, I apologized for what happened."

"I have to say that was the most unique reason for a couple to fight I have ever heard about."

"You weren't supposed to hear about it, but Miss Emily Quartermaine has a big mouth." Said Elizabeth even as she blushed bright red. Jason and her had been arguing unaware that Emily had been in their kitchen, the younger girl had been teasing both of them every since about what she had heard.

Entering Jason bent to kiss his wife, then going over to his grandmother in the wheelchair said "I see someone is full of energy today."

"I feel quite good. How are you doing, sleeping through the night?" Asked Lila as she watched the two of them blush. Em had only meant to tell her, but unfortunately AJ had overheard. Sibling rivalry or just plain deviltry had him teasing Jason, which had been overheard by Ned and Dillon adding to the mess.

"Grandmother, I can't believe you." He scolded her while mentally plotting to get Emily back. Why she had told their grandmother about his inability to keep his hands off his pregnant wife at night, and the argument between Elizabeth and him the next day he will never know.

"My dear, I think it is wonderful. Now what did the two of you want to talk to me about that was so important I had to ban Edward from the building."

"Lila Audrey Morgan." He answered.

"Who is that?" She asked guessing the answer but wanting to hear it from them.

"Our daughter. We are going to call her Lia for short." He said softly.

"My dears, thank you, but I feel like I should warn you that if you do this, Edward will drive you insane."

"We can handle Edward. I will just take out a full-page ad in the paper, publishing the caricatures of him."

"You know that might just work, he would be so busy dealing with the ELQ stock's diving, it would mean he would be very busy. Oh, my dears thank you."

"You mean the world to us." Said Jason. "To our entire family."

"Well, I think that this calls for a celebration. I know that you are graduating on Sunday, so we can just say we are toasting that if anyone asks."

AJ dropped Michael off at baseball practice after showing him the newest boat they were building. Seeing Carly waiting on the sidelines, he went over to join her. "What's up?"

"Just working on the hotel, I decided to get some fresh air and watch Michael for a bit. He wants me to meet his new coach." She told him.

"At least he didn't want to introduce you to the substitute teacher he had last week."

"We do have to talk about something. Robin made a couple of remarks to him."

"I heard; I talked to Michael about it. Explained that she wasn't here and had no first hand knowledge."

"She had better stay in Paris. I refuse to be nice to her. Not that I ever have been. Did you hear the big rumble in the deepest bowels of the earth the other day?"

"You mean the apology from Brenda to both you and Skye?"

"Yes, I guess she was ashamed of leaving Elizabeth with Robin."

"Did you find out why she did it?"

"Robin told her she had to apologize. Convinced her that she truly had come to accept that Jason and Liz were together."

"That is a little weird considering what Michael overheard." Said AJ. While he would always be grateful for her telling him about his son, he had come to accept what Carly had said was true. If it hadn't been right in the middle of her dying relationship with his brother she would have never told him.

"Brenda and her flew home on Sonny's private jet. I think that it killed Sonny's relationship with Brenda. He hasn't said anything, but from what wasn't said, I believe it to be true."

"So anyhow, Elizabeth is going to be plotting something." Said Emily to Nik.

"I just don't get it. I mean why were they arguing again." he said trying not to laugh.

"Okay, since Elizabeth has gotten so large, Jason can't keep his hands to himself. At night he is frequently curled up with her. They have woken up to find themselves "otherwise engaged." Jason was teasing Elizabeth saying she couldn't keep her hands to herself, which was why it kept happening. Which is partly true. Her hormones added to this mess."

"Once again, why were they arguing?" He said amused at her version.

"Okay, well Elizabeth has been exhausted a lot at school, she fell asleep in class the other day. So Jason and her made a pack to keep their hands off of each other at night after a certain time. The night before I eavesdropped, Elizabeth woke up to Jason shall we say sliding into home."

Nik just laughed at her description. "Okay, what happened next?"

"I will skip that part. Well they fell back asleep and Jason woke up to Elizabeth massaging him." She said beet-red in the face. "While she was still asleep. When he tried to back away, she woke up and that was what started the argument. I don't think either one of them have had a decent nights sleep in weeks from the sounds of it. I can't figure out why they aren't really cranky." She said puzzled.

"You think it might be all the sex?" He asked facetiously.

"Nik that is my brother and Elizabeth you are talking about." She said not seeing the irony in her lecture. "Well the argument continued to the point where she banned Jason to the guestroom. When he made a small joke about the bed in their room being more comfortable, Elizabeth threatened to move into the mansion."

"WHY?"

"The beds in bedroom she told him that she found it to be quite comfortable and since he didn't want to give their bed up to his pregnant wife, she would go someplace where they would offer her any bed she wanted."

"How did Jason take that?" He asked already having heard this story four times.

"He pointed out that he would just have to follow, that she was the reason he slept so well, she told him that she had no intention of allowing him to do that. Then she blamed him for her wanting him. That it was all his fault, he just grinned at that point, reached over and kissed her, carrying her back up to their bed."

"So his solution to the problem was to take her back upstairs and repeat what caused the complaint."

"No, they made a decision, from now on; they are wearing clothes to bed." She said still laughing at the idea. Just to be a smart-ass, she had shown up at the penthouse yesterday, before dawn to find out her brother was truly sleeping in sweats and a long sleeve shirt and Elizabeth was wearing granny nightgowns.

"They must truly love you." He said. "Do you realize that anyone else would have been killed for playing town crier about this?"

"Oh, I truly expect some form of revenge, but it was worth it. I mean, I--" as his fiancee fell down laughing, Nik decided Jason had the right idea and picked Emily up to carry her to their room.

Georgie dropped the letter in the mailbox then went to work. She was covering a four hour shift today at Kelly's. "Hello beautiful." she heard when she walked in the door.

"Not interested." She replied walking past the boy.

"You don't know what I am offering." He said with a grin.

Leaning back against the counter, she said "so, tell me."

The man outside in the courtyard, felt his heart beat slow down, but as they talked he saw Georgie make it plain with gestures even he could follow that she wasn't interest. Thinking on what Francis had said earlier, he knew that he had to cut down on the letters and postcards.

However he would just tone them down, not walk away completely. He had even made plans to never write her again, but when he had been driving aimlessly around earlier, he had seen her and knew that he was lying to himself. He could not walk away.

Exiting the diner, Diego walked to his foster home, wanting to make it in time to eat before leaving for his court ordered anger management class. The hot blond had wanted to talk to him tonight.

Georgie just tied on her apron and dealt with the dinner rush over the next four hours. When Mike arrived to close, she handed him the order pad and said "I am out of here. I think if one more person had spilt something tonight, I would have quit."

"Look at it this way, at least it was only four hours." He said taking over.

Georgie left and drove towards the Lake house, but decided to stop and check her mailbox never seeing her tail. Picking up the letter inside, she got into the car and read it as the breeze blew through the open vehicle.

After finishing it, she took it home and went to place it inside the box. Stopping she recalled what he had written and knew she had to talk to Alexis. While she appreciated the concern and attempt to respect her privacy, the idea of one of Jason's guards reading them disturbed her more than if Alexis herself had read them.

Hearing her father take a call, she waited until he had left. Checking on Maxie she saw that her sister was unconscious; exams had been hitting her hard. Walking down to the study, she entered and closed the door, waiting until Alexis had finished dictating whatever it was she was working on.

"We need to talk." Was all the teenager said. When she had Alexis' attention, she said "I know what you asked Francis and Johnny to do. I love that you care, but I am a big girl. I have no illusions of happily ever after. I know that I am more than likely setting my heart up to be broken. But it's my heart."

"Georgie, I am worried about who he is and what his family might do if they learn."

"His father is in Shadybrook, his mother would be happy for him. Trevor is only his dad's attorney and in Pentonville pending his latest trial, then he will more than likely be moved to Attica."

"True, but he has a sister. She isn't very stable either." She told the younger girl.

"Alexis, I know. It's why we only exchange letters, I know that it can't go no further. I have tried. Do you have any idea how many bad dates I have gone on in the last year. It isn't working. He is there, on the edge of my subconscious."

Alexis knew that look; she had seen it before. Walking over she took Georgie's hand and pulled her onto the sofa. "You have to understand. I am not saying never just for you to wait a few years. Keep the friendship but don't limit yourself."

"I'm not, but the problem isn't just my feelings for him."

"I know that you think this is being overwrought, but would you do me a favor and talk to Elizabeth. I think if anyone can understand what you are going through it would be her."

"I will, for you. But you have to promise to never ask Francis to read my letters again. It's creepy. I mean it's like Uncle Tony or Aunt Bobbie read them."

"I know, but when I worked for Sonny, they were my guards and friends. I trust them, and I know that they would be able to understand what is going on. One more thing since I don't want any more secrets, your father knows about the car. I didn't tell him, he told me. Found it out by running the VIN numbers."

Georgie was chagrined and said "I thought it was hidden better than that. I wonder why he didn't say anything."

"Your father might surprise you. He investigated the Zacharas. He knows about Johnny's home life. He thinks that this is just a friendship, I have never actually told him the content of the letters I read."

"What do you mean the content, for the most part they aren't even truly personal letters.

"No, they aren't. But Georgie they reveal so much by what is discussed. Those final paragraphs tend to say it all."

Elizabeth was feeling her back pulsing again. Waking up Jason, she asked him to help her into the shower.

"Are you sure you don't want to the hospital?" He asked worried.

"No, I mean I will know when I am in labor, this is just the result of carrying a bowling ball around in my tummy." As he helped her take off the white gown, he wondered if he could talk her into wearing one at a later date after their daughter was born. There was something sexy about her being bundled up with only that small string keeping it closed.

Jason found himself stripped and in the shower with her, as his hands eased up to carefully support her breasts, he found himself hardening. Hearing Elizabeth moan in enjoyment, he continued his caressing, as he pulled her back against him.

Elizabeth realized that what had woken her up was more than just the pain, it was her hormones as the dream she had been having became reality. As she felt herself come down from the high, she reached around to hold Jason close not wanting him to withdrawal.

In the last month, lovemaking had become gentle and soft, but it still had the ability to make her feel loved and sated. "We should get your dried off." Jason said reluctantly.

"Why bother take me back to bed, and lets do this again." She said as she turned around to reach for him.

Jason wrapped the towel around her and was carrying her back to bed, when the phone rang. Looking at the clock, he knew that a phone call at four-thirty in the morning was not going to be a good thing.

"Jason?"

"Mrs. Hardy?" He asked now worried.

"We have a small problem. I had a burglar; I hit him."

Jason and Elizabeth both rushed to get dressed and went over to the Hardy residence where they met up with Max, Milo and Marco who had already arrived.

"What happened?"

Showing them into the living room, they saw the man bleeding from the back of the head. "Mrs. Hardy hit him with one of her late husband's golf clubs."

"Who is he?"

"To-Tom Baker." Said Elizabeth. With a shaking hand she went to touch the man who had hurt her so badly when she was still a kid. Max stopped her saying he already checked, the man was dead.

"A nice solid putter. Steve always used to say that Jack Nikolas made a good product." Said the still stunned woman as she looked at the man she had killed.

"Jason, I have something to show you." Said Max drawing him off while Elizabeth took her grandmother to the kitchen. "We can't call the police."

"Why not." He asked. They didn't need this; it would be a clear-cut case of self-defense.

"Because the old lady did more than just hit him." He said handing Jason the throw pillow with blood on it. "When we arrived she was holding this over his face knelling next to him."

"He was alive." He asked looking over at the man he had always wanted to kill.

"Yup, who would have guessed she had it in her."

"Did she say why?"

Elizabeth hugged her grandmother who kept saying she was sorry for not supporting Elizabeth more. "Grams, all that is in the past."

"How could I judge Jason, I just sat down in my living room, like I was taking a cup of tea and held a pillow over that vile man's head until he stopped moving." She said stunning her granddaughter.

"Grams why?"

"He had a picture of you; I tossed it in the fireplace. It was one of those disgusting pictures that Lucky took and altered. He was saying horrible, horrible things. He was lying there with his head bashed in and instead of calling for help he was saying those things about you. I couldn't allow him to do that, not ever again."

Jason called Monica and asked her to come over. Then Mac arrived minutes later. "I'm too late, how did he find her this quickly."

"Mac what are you talking about?"

"Taggert took a call a couple of hours ago, from Pentonville. An attempted breakout. Only one prisoner actually made it out. The police were searching close to the town; Baker had to have had help to get this far. It's a two-hour drive, let along walk."

"Why didn't you notify us?"

"We had no idea of the name of the prisoner until five minutes ago. I just called your penthouse, and was on my way there when I realized the last address that was known for Elizabeth was here. I came to warn Audrey."

"Mac, he is dead." Jason was playing a waiting game, wanting to hold off until Diane got here. Seeing his attorney pulling in, he walked over and drew her off. Only for her to say not to worry.

"What about Audrey?"

"Emotional distress, there is no way that Justus would prosecute this." She told him.

"Deal with it, Mac and Taggert will more than likely be sympathic, they wanted to get him for Elizabeth's rape years ago."

Mac listened to Audrey's story and called Justus. When the DA arrived, they discussed then decided to write it up as self-defense with no mention of the pillow. "Are you sure?"

"Yes, if it had been the man who attacked Georgie, I would have done the same thing."

Just as the coroner pulled up, Mac told the man to write it up then have the body sent to a funeral home for a pauper's grave. "No autopsy, we can't afford to waste money on something like this. We have witnesses and I think we can just save the time and money."

"No problem. I remember this guy, a photographer right, raped a girl and went to jail for blackmail instead of the attack. I will take care of it down at the station." As they loaded the body into the back of the truck a taxi pulled up and the driver got out, took the luggage from the trunk and tossed it to the sidewalk peeling away fast.

"Should I go write him a ticket?" Asked Jesse.

After hearing the woman on the side of the road ordering his officers to carry in her luggage and her complaints about taxi service, he turned to the man dating his older daughter and said "No, but threaten to arrest her for impeding a police investigation. It might shut her up."

Elizabeth was easing her grams into bed with Monica's help. They had sedated her after she had refused to be chased out of her home by a hoodlum. Mac had said she could stay the night, but someone should stay with her. Walking down the stairs, she saw the police wrapping things up while Max and Jason were talking to Diane.

Seeing Taggert she approached him. "I'm sorry, Elizabeth. We were searching for the missing prisoner; I had no idea who it was. They didn't get us a description until a little while ago and Mac went to see you, I was coming here from Pentonville."

"Thanks' for your con-"

"ELIZABETH, WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE, WHY ARE THERE ALL THESE POLICEMEN IN THIS HOUSE. WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?"

Monica who was washing her hands came down the stairs and looked at the doorway and said "You shouldn't have come here Carolyn, officers, arrest that woman. There is an open warrant for child neglect in Colorado."

Jason had gone over to his wife when the woman had started to yell, seeing the look of on Elizabeth's face he was shocked when she started to laugh then grabbed his hand. "Mother, you will have to come back and berate me later, I am a little busy now. My daughter just decided to be born."

TBC