Chapter Eight

Across the harbor, Emily was trying to fall asleep in her lonely bed. Her mind kept going to the sight she had seen in the hospital. Jason holding Elizabeth who had been holding Sam's dead baby. Clearly her thoughts that there were deep feelings between the two of them were right.

Her mind went to Lucky, locked in a jail cell, facing at least six years in prison if convicted. She felt for her old friend, he had lost himself long ago. The problem was if he was freed, he wouldn't leave Elizabeth alone and if Elizabeth was with her brother, Lucky would never let go, would never go away.

Turning over, she rested her head on her hands now on top of her pillows and thought about Nik and herself. They had fought so long and hard to get where they were but he was keeping secrets from her. She didn't know about what, but what she did know was that he was worried about something.

Carly was laying in her marriage bed, the same bed she had seen her husband sleeping with her best friend in and felt a twinge of unease. She had wanted that to happen, had wanted an excuse to divorce Lorenzo, to be the one in the right. Now she was having second thoughts, was worried because Sonny normally by now had forgiven her, this time, he hadn't, Jason wasn't there, trying to get them to talk to one another.

Sonny the man she has always been afraid to lose and he wasn't turning to her to help get him through whatever he was going through. Then there was Jason who had been distancing himself away from her and spending way too much time with Sam McCall. That woman was working him and she knew that Jason was too soft-hearted, that he was falling for the skanky woman's lies.

Courtney wanted him back, but Carly was beginning to think that maybe, just maybe she did too. Plus there was her sleeping with Lorenzo, Carly knew when another woman was faking having a good time and that her best friend hadn't been faking it.

Her mind reminded her heart that no matter what, Jason would never come back, he would never forgive her for sleeping with Sonny that night. She had even tried to play the Michael card, but all that had done was have him call Leticia, not her. The last time he had been so distant had been when she slept with Sonny. Which led to Elizabeth and how it was all her fault that Carly had done that in the first place, costing her Jason's heart.

Getting up, going to the living room, she looked out the window, saw the trees that were almost completely bare and shivered, she felt a sense of coldness of being alone that she had never felt since moving to Port Charles.

Johnny made sure that the pretty brunette was home for the night, then drove home to Crimson Point. Seeing his father in the study, hearing him humming yet again he just walked past the open door and up to his room.

Taking out the photo album, he flipped through it, his mind on how much had changed since Trevor's death and yet... and yet that man had cost him so much. Finding out the truth, that Trevor had been the actual murderer of his mother, that Maria hadn't died at his father's hands.

What was going on with Anthony though, that bothered him because clearly something was but he wouldn't tell him, wouldn't speak to him about anything other than business.

He had heard about Claudia, had found out his sister died and while he mourned her death, he found a sense of relief at knowing she was gone. She had been turned into who she was at the hands of Lansing.

Hearing his phone ringing, he looked at the caller ID, smiled at it then said"Hello?"

"John?"he heard the soft female voice speaking. "Its Georgie Jones."

"Hi Georgie Jones." he said while settling in onto his bed with his back against his pillows. "What may I ask has led to the sweetheart of Port Charles to calling me."

"I don't know, what did she tell you?" she asked humorously. "Anyhow, I was thinking of you tonight. What you asked the other day... while I won't go on a date with you, I will have coffee with you. Tomorrow at Kelly's."

"I thought you were banned from there or something?" he asked lifting at the photo album with surveillance pictures of her inside. "What changed."

"A lot. I was at the hospital tonight. It was a long and insane night, filled with hysterics and selfish pitiful people and yet the best of other people." she replied unaware that he had been there, watching over her. "I stood there listening, and realized I am fighting for friendships and relationships that ended this summer. I am done."

"What happened?" he asked. "Anything you want to talk about."

"I-I did something, something that got another person killed. I was angry and I left someone vulnerable to a serial killer. I can never make up for it, but at the same time, she did things to me, things to hurt me so I find it hard to feel guilty."

His mind on Georgie's past, he got what she was talking about. The night at the Quartermaine mansion, the night a serial killer had gotten onto the grounds."Who blamed you for what happened?"

"To my face, only the girl's uncle but he said he understood later but behind my back... those I considered my friends... they have distance themselves. I spent most of the last summer and fall trying to fix things, but it hasn't worked." Georgie felt a sense of bitterness that her friends had done what they had.

"Georgie, there is nothing to fix. You don't have to make things up to them."he said gently. "If they walk away, it is their loss."

When Jason got to the house, he felt like he was ready to just fall into Elizabeth's arms as she made the tension of the day go away. Parking in the garage, he checked to make sure the house was locked up tight then walked up the stairs and straight ahead to their bedroom.

Seeing Elizabeth sitting in the chair in front of the fireplace, a book laying limply in her hands, he smiled at finding she was asleep. Shedding his coat, removing his gun and locking it in the gun safe, he went to shower and had come back inside just as his wife woke up and looked around then said "You know, I never did ask. Was this a designer, Diane or you?"

Looking around at the light colors, at the sturdy furniture, he said "I picked out the furniture and the colors, Diane did the rest."

"Remind me to thank her." she said as he reached for her, his blue eyes holding hers as his hands ran down her shoulders. While they were discussing the room, a silent conversation was happening between them as they reconnected to each other and disconnected from the outside world.

Elizabeth wasn't wearing a bra, she had slipped into her bed clothes while waiting for him. She could see his eyes traveling downwards to her nipples jutting out beneath the then silky material.

Raising his eyes, Jason ran his hands through her hair, as the tresses fell through his fingers like water. "I love your hair, the colors change in the light. There are dozens of different shades from light brown to almost black."

As his hands traveled down her body, to encircle her waist pulling her even closer. His eyes saw hers were filling with desire as he bent his head and pressed his lips against hers. Elizabeth's lips felt like heaven, his tongue teasing hers as it eased between her open ones.

From the moment they had been parted the day before, Elizabeth had been waiting for this. All it took was one look, one touch for her to want him. And sense their marriage, it had only gotten more intense.

As their kiss deepened, it changed from gentleness to mutual felt passion. His hands were reaching down and lifting up her shift as hers traveled up to grasp onto his shoulders. "I missed you last night, missed us."

"Me too." she breathed as he gently eased the shirt up over her head and tossed it down onto the chair. Jason removed his own, then tugged at Elizabeth's pajama bottoms, as he went to lay her down on their bed. "

"No lacy bits and pieces this evening?" he said with a raised eye brow. When she blushed, he bent down and kissed her again even as he laid down next to her.

Gasping as she felt Jason's long fingers slip between her thighs and heard his breath catch as he felt her readiness. "I was dreaming about you." she whispered. "I need you, now."

Releasing his belt, then unzipping his jeans, Jason soon has them kicked off as Elizabeth and his lips never left hers. Now naked, he was touching and caressing her body as she ran her hands down his back. "Jason, now."

"Elizabeth we should slow down." he said hesitating even as he kissed her again. "We have all night."

"And we will have all night for the next round." she said with a slight grin. "Unless you don't want me."

"You know better than that, I always want you." he said then pressed yet another kiss onto her lips. Meeting him halfway, she ran her hands down his back as he gripped her hips and thrust deep inside of her.

Jason could feel her fingers tightening into the muscles of his back as he stretched her, claiming her with deep penetrating strokes. Elizabeth' cried out as he thrust faster, sending her towards satisfaction and a mind blowing climax.

His heart was beating out of control as he whispered her name as he thrust one last time, his body shaking as they came together. They relaxed their muscles, as their hearts slowed down and the urgency wore off.

The silence afterwords was peaceful then as Elizabeth tightened her arms around him again Jason said softly "I don't know, Elizabeth. I really think that the police are after the wrong member of our family."

"What?"she asked looking at Jason, seeing the way he seemed almost playful which was good, he needed to relax after all that was going on."What are you up to, Morgan."

"Nothing."he said with a smirk, "Its just that what you do to me, it has to be illegal someplace."

Wrapped around one another as they got under the covers, Elizabeth said "What do you need me to do, how do we help her?"

"I don't know." he said. "Something like this, I think people need to work through it their own individual grief process. I do know that she has nothing appropriate for the funeral. Would you pick up something for her to wear."

"I can go to Wyndham's tomorrow." she said then told him "Jason, she needs help, though. I saw it on her face, she is feeling all alone. And you are her life boat in her mind."

"I am going to do what we discussed, Dr. Meadows is right." he stated. In spite of their talk of another round, instead they were soon asleep, the emotional toll of the day weighing on them.

Sam was lying in bed, her mind on her lost little girl and her lost opportunities. Wiping the tears, she tried Jason's phone only for it to go to voice mail yet again. She had called him several times since waking up.

Feeling restless, she moved and felt the stitches in her stretch and they were itching. Her mind went to her lost baby girl. She had been so sure that things would work out, that she would give birth to a healthy baby, would have Jason wrapped around its finger.

She had done her research, had found out all he had done for Michael, she had been so sure, so positive that he would do the same for Delilah, naming her after his beloved grandmother had her hoping maybe just maybe that lady who was frail and in ill health might even rate a mention in her will.

Then there was the sudden distance she had felt... not that Jason had ever been really and truly there one hundred percent but he had been there to protect her, to take care of her. She had felt just one more push, that she would get him where she wanted him.

Then about six weeks ago, he seemed to distance himself from her, had assigned Max to be her guard. Max who hated her for daring to sleep with Sonny, had been her day guard, had been there to supposedly protect her but Sam felt more like he was there to watch her.

Thinking on the visit she was expecting from Drs Lee and Meadows later that day, she couldn't help wanting to find out how soon she could get out of there to bury her daughter, that would let her move in on Jason.

She had to think of him as one of her cons. Grimacing at the idea of using the life she had left behind to win the man she wanted, she decided to make sure all her emotions were on display when they buried her daughter. Maybe going to far as to throw herself onto the coffin.

Then she would fake illness for the remaining time to stay at Jason's in case he was planning on having her leave. She was thinking on the calendar and realized if she stretched it out long enough, she could use the holidays to get his interest back.

Sonny was sitting in with Kristina against Alexis' wished, but strangely enough Dr. Webber had gone off on both of them, then told Sonny that he should stay with his daughter.

Alexis had protested but Dr. Webber had threatened to have Social Services investigate the lawyer for how she had handled this mess and if her denying the truth had caused Kristina even a moments extra pain, he would ensure she was charged with either physical or emotional neglect.

When his ex-lover had said she had lied to keep Kristina safe from Sonny's world, before the mobster himself could respond the doctor had.

"Then maybe you shouldn't have married his brother who has been equally involved in less than ethical businesses and shouldn't have slept with Sonny in first place. Grow up, Ms Davis, you need to take responsibility, after all you knew who he was when you slept with Sonny." Steven had had more than enough of these three adults, all of whom were less mature than the young child laying in a bed recovering.

There had been silence after the doctor left the room, no one meeting anyone elses eyes as Ned drew Jax off. As the two of them left the hospital, Jax said "I uh, talked to Elizabeth Webber about the drawings for my hotel. Do you know the name of a art director who can give me an estimate so that I have an idea what to pay her?"

Sam sat up in her bed, her body aching as she waited for Jason to arrive. She had called the penthouse but had gotten no answer but had been told by Max he had assured him he was on his way.

The guard had gone back to standing in the hall, ignoring her entreaties to tell her where Jason had been. Seeing the newspaper that Max had left behind, oddly enough, she lifted it wondering why he would do that.

Flipping through it, she was almost done with the small town newspaper when she saw the name Corinthos and though, wait, did that Davis woman's daughter die.

Adella Lily CorinthosNewborn, daughter of Michael Sonny Corinthos and Sam McCall. Died of natural causes. Grandparents Michael Corbin and the late Adella Corinthos, Siblings Michael Corinthos III, Morgan Corinthos and Kristina Davis Corinthos, Her death had a greater purpose as her donated organs saved her sister Kristina. Private services to be held at St. Agnes Roman Catholic Church by invitation only.

Sam froze, that couldn't be true, they couldn't have done the transplant without her permission and there was no way in hell she would have given it, not after what Alexis had done to her and what was with this name? That wasn't the name she had chosen for her little girl...

Reaching for the phone, she was trembling with anger as she pushed the buttons to call Jason. Once again getting his voice mail, she hung up and tried Sonny.

"Corinthos."

"Get to my room now." she said in an icy tone. "Now, or I swear to god, I will make you pay and pay big."

"I am with my daughter, you will have to wait." he said then hung up. Dialing Jason's number, he was pissed to get voice mail but left a message."You need to deal with Sam, she is shouting about something."

Johnny entered his office and saw Jason Morgan sitting there. "What are you doing here?"

"We need to talk."he said as he tossed down a file. "About this."

Lifting the file, seeing it was the Spencer family list of names and contacts, he asked "What do you care about this?"

"I don't care about the Spencer family but this file contains information about someone I do care about." he said coldly. When the Ruiz family had finally met him, he had been pissed to find out that someone hadn't expected had given them Elizabeth's name. Honorable or not, he didn't want the Ruiz family to even know her name. "My sister is in there."

"And your wife?" he asked archly but before he could continue, he found himself pinned to the fireplace behind him with Jason's hand around his neck. Johnny's body felt like it was breaking even as he saw his death in Jason's eyes.

"What do you know about my wife?" he whispered and John could see that he had gone about this the wrong way and might die if he didn't get the tiger calmed down. He didn't want to survive Trevor then die at the hands of someone he ACTUALLY respected.

"Wait, listen, let me go." he said only to have the hand around his neck loosen. "I was at Father Coates office, speaking to him about something when I saw a file on his desk with her name on it."

Seeing Jason raising his eye brow, he said "I didn't look but knew the name from the Spencer file. The Ruiz family was looking for ways to take down Spencer for Miguel's death. They know she isn't interested in him, they know their history."

"What do you THINK YOU KNOW?" he asked his hand still around his neck.

"I know you married her, I know that you are the father of her son." he said then felt Jason's hand tighten. "No one else knows and I only figured it out because I know that Lansing isn't her son's father and that that Smith characters medical records were altered by your brother-in-law. They used to show that Zander kid couldn't have kids, now that is gone from the file."

Grateful for Steven, Jason didn't say a word as he kept glaring at Johnny. "Look, I am not going to do anything with it. You know what Trevor did to my life. I wouldn't risk another kid like that."

"Good it had better stay that way or I will make you miserable." he said glaring at the mobster "then I will make you dead."

"Fair enough." he said then took a deep breath of relief before assessing Jason and saying. "Here, something you should know but I don't think your computer guy uncovered it. It was in Trevor's files."

Johnny went and pulled out the file on Sam McCall. "Read."

The tall blond enforcer read what was in the file, then looked at John. "Are you sure about this?"

"Yeah, Trevor was a slimy piece of crap but he was thorough. He was looking for a way to take on Sonny and thought that this might help him get access to someone in his camp."

His hand tapping the file against his leg, Jason looked at the younger man and said "What do you want? Is this because of Trevor getting your family out."

Scoffing, Johnny said "No, I owe Trevor a thanks for that one, even with his fire sale, my family is set for generations to come."

"Even with your father's latest start." he asked surprising Johnny, he had thought no one knew about what his father was up to except himself.

"I didn't think anyone knew." he confessed.

"When he hired Georgie Jones, I started to pay attention because she watches my son." he stated. "Do you have any idea why?"

"Nope, just that he has purchased warehouses full of goods, plus ordered even more."Johnny said not telling him about the reindeer and sleigh.

Jason felt his phone beeping yet again then his 'special' phone rang. Lifting it, he answered. "Morgan."

"Its me." said Elizabeth looking at the circus yet again unfolding before her eyes."Get here, now. Sam is in a wheelchair, shouting at Sonny. He didn't consult her on the name put on the birth certificate and he has arranged the funeral without her permission. She is demanding the name be changed to Delilah Morgan."

Groaning in annoyance he said "I will be right there, and there is no way this child will be buried with my name. I heard about the Delilah part but not the other."

Elizabeth hung up and went to see if she could get the patient back to her room. "Sam, lets go back to your room."

"No. How dare you, how dare any of you just cut into my child and take out parts without my permission." she screamed at Steven.

"Sam, we didn't. I promise." he said trying to placate her. "We used stem cells, like you had agreed to."

"That was before Alexis caused my child to die." she screamed at the woman who had closed the door to her daughter's room with her inside. "Yeah, you hide bitch, you can't stay in there forever. You will pay, Jason will make you pay for what you did to our child."

"Sam, enough."snapped Sonny looking around, wondering where Jason was. "Adella was my child too, Jason wasn't her father, I was."

"No, you were the sperm donor. You didn't want us. You pawned us off on Jason, who loved my child, unlike you." she said standing on shaky legs and then slapping him across his face. "My child, mine and Jason's child was named Delilah, not Adella, that wasn't the name I chose. I CHOSE, not you. You had no rights, none."

"Sam, lets come down."said Dr. Meadows, then with a sad look at Sonny and her. "We need to talk about what caused your child's death."

"We know what caused it, Alexis Davis attacked me causing me to go into labor." shouted Sam.

"I am afraid that the autopsy proved that wasn't true." she said gently then looking at Elizabeth asked her to push Sam's wheelchair back to her room so that they could speak privately.

"NO! No, I AM GOING NOWHERE." shrieked Sam the tears flowing. When she saw Jason getting off the elevator, she shouted his name, shouting for him to help her get revenge for their little girl.

"Ms. McCall, while I feel for you and your loss, this is a hospital." said Alan Quartermaine as gently as he could. "Either you calm down or I will have you sedated."

"How can you be so calm, it was your grandchild that died." she sobbed. Alan looked at Jason who was shaking his head no at his father."Jason was going to raise my little girl as his own, he was going to take care of us forever."

Elizabeth pushed the chair off to the waiting room, then waited to find out what to do next. "Please stay, Nurse Webber. If Ms. McCall doesn't stay calm, I want her sedated."

Walking away, Alan was in his office, his mind on the young woman who was clearly and rightfully upset at the loss of her child, but the medical examiner had given him a copy of the report proving the truth.

Karen sat down all the parties, saw how awkward Elizabeth looked then saw Jason was only in the doorway in spite of Sam trying to get him to move closer to her. She saw the anger beneath the pain and wondered what happened to Dr. Winters visit to the young woman.

"Sam, I am sorry but while Alexis Davis' actions precipitated the events causing you to give birth early... that wasn't what caused your baby to die." she said as gently as possible. "I am sorry but there was major internal issues. Your daughter's lungs hadn't developed correctly, her heart was twisted and her intestines were in the wrong place. If we had known, we wouldn't have used the stem cells either."

Smugly grinning, Sam said "Good, maybe that bitch will lose her own daughter and know how I feel. She deserves too."

The other four people in the room were astounded at what she was saying. "Sam, do you understand that nothing would have saved your child. If she had lived, her life would be full of pain and surgeries for however short of a time she might have lived."

"Elizabeth, please take Sam back to her room, I will send Dr. Winters to spend some time with her." said Dr. Meadows as the silence grew. Standing herself, she looked at Sonny and said "I am sorry for your loss."

"Dr. Meadows, what caused the medical problems with the baby?" he asked his eyes tormented.

Sitting down, Karen Meadows "We don't know, we may never know. I spoke to Steven Webber as a precaution, we will monitor Kristina but things like this, well it is god's way of saving the child from the horrifying pain she would have lived with."

Once gone, she saw Steven explaining to Alexis and Ric that they needed to monitor Kristina a little extra carefully. "We aren't sure what is going to happen."

The two doctors left and joined Kelly Lee and Alan Quartermaine. "So, did you two give the same story."

"Yes, I am also going to be speaking to Ms. McCall about her medical choices, thankfully with her other issues she will never learn the truth. That her eggs are deformed." said Kelly Lee regretfully.

"Karen, Steven, what about Kristina?" he asked intently. "Are there any worries?"

"The DNA shows the deformity but it doesn't show up when we ran the tests on Kristina. Also it was a matter of life or death for this little girl." said Steven. "AT worst she might need further testing when she chooses to have kids someday but at least she will be alive to make these choices."

"I agree." said Alan who left the office, went to take care of some admin issues and was speaking to his daughter when Nik showed up. "Emily, do you have a moment?"

Taking a long look, she said "Let me tell Nurse Johnson where I am going to be."

Off in the alcove, Nik took a deep breath and said "When my grandmother died, I saw the note as a threat from either my uncle or my father. Both have been confirmed dead but we have another Cassadine who fits those initials."

"Who?" she asked surprised.

"I don't know exactly but I found some evidence of another Cassadine born approximately at the same time as I was." he said as gently as possible. "There is proof Helena knew who he is. I want you to move back in with your parents. Please, for my sake?"

"Why?" she asked baldly.

"Because whoever he is, Ric Lansing's father knew and he is also dead." he stated. Seeing her eyes widen, he said "Plus the name Natasha Davidivich is also all over the files. I won't ask Alexis, at least not right now, but as soon as her daughter is healthy, I am going to have to ask some tough questions."

"I will move out but I want you to speak to someone, either Mac or my brother." she said. Seeing him grimace, she said "This Trevor, if he was involved in less than ethical businesses, who else might know what you need to."

"Okay. I will speak to him. I tried to stop in and speak to his client, but that Zachara, well he is nuts. Kept trying to offer me fruitcake, then hot cocoa and cookies." he said. "He was wandering around his house dressed like a leprechaun."

The man hidden narrowed his eyes then crossed the Cassadine Prince off his good list. He might not be naughty just yet, but to talk about someone behind his back so meanly, yup, he was sure Maria would agree he didn't deserve anything special for Christmas this year.

TBC