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Chapter 59 – Coming Together

The next day, Liz opened the door and let her lunch guest in.

"Hello," Monica said smiling, "you look beautiful."

"Thank you. My friend Tess and I went shopping for maternity clothes."

"Well, pregnancy really becomes you." Monica took in her surroundings. "The house is gorgeous."

"Thanks. Do you want to see the nursery?" Liz asked before removing her coat and laying it on a chair.

Monica nodded.

Liz took her upstairs.

"Oh my goodness, I love it," Monica said before moving towards the crib.

"Jason arranged for it."

Monica turned to her. "Really?"

Liz smiled. "Yup. I have a feeling that this baby is going to be very spoiled."

"He already has lots of people who love him."

"Monica, I've been debating on asking you for a favor. I'm just not sure how Jason would feel."

Monica gazed at her curiously, "What is it?"

"Do you think that you could convince Emily to come home for Thanksgiving?"

Monica sighed. "I don't know. I could try, but I can't promise you anything."

"What happened between Jason and Emily?"

"Why don't we go back downstairs and get comfortable?"

Liz led the way. They settled in on the couch and Monica started to talk.

"We convinced Emily to lure Jason back over to the mansion, and then we made a call and they came and took him away. When Jason got out, Emily tried to talk to him, but he was so traumatized that he refused to speak with her. She was heartbroken and really mad at us. I talk to her occasionally, but it's still not the same," Monica said ashamed of what they had done.

"Well, if it's going to cause a lot of pain for you, then I'm sorry I brought it up."

"Nonsense, I'm fine. Let me see where her head is at with everything and I'll let you know." She would love it if Jason and Emily could patch things up.

Elizabeth smiled. "Thanks."

"Are you planning on attending a wedding soon?" she asked looking at all the wedding paraphernalia that was lying on the coffee table.

"I'm actually helping Tess plan hers. We're going to have it here in May."

"Wow," Monica said impressed that Liz would tackle that much so soon after the baby was born.

"Let me show you," Liz said grabbing Monica's coat and helping her put it on.

As soon as they stepped outside, Johnny came out of nowhere to make sure Liz was being careful. He walked in between both ladies and steered them through the grass. Liz pointed to where the tents would be and showed Monica the garden area.

"I'm sure this is beautiful when everything is in full bloom," Monica said smiling.

"It is. I like to paint out here. The flowers give me inspiration."

It was getting a little chilly so Johnny led them back inside.

They had some tea and then Monica left, so Liz went back upstairs and started working on a painting.

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Monica called Emily.

"Mom?"

"Hi, Emily."

"Is everything alright?" she asked curiously. She hadn't spoken to her mother for months. Since Jason's hospitalization, she had been cordial to the family, but they weren't close anymore.

"I called because Jason and his wife are having Thanksgiving at his house. They invited us and Elizabeth, his wife, wanted to know if you would think about joining us."

Emily bit her lip. She misses Jason terribly, but she is still very mad at Monica and Edward for guilting her into what she did. She hated herself for not standing up to them and wasn't sure that she wanted to go back to Port Charles—ever. "I don't know, mom."

"Emily, your brother is willing to try and move on. I 'm sure he wants to see you. I'll text you the address and time. I would love it if you would at least consider it. I know you are still mad at me, but I can't go back and change what happened. You have my word that I will never do anything like that again," Monica said sincerely.

Emily shut her eyes. She had gone through a lot of therapy just to get to the point where she even spoke to them on holidays. "I'll think about it."

"Thank you," Monica said as the line when dead. She said a silent prayer that Emily will come around.

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Jason walked into the house and smiled as his wife approached him. She looks beautiful with her round belly peeking out between her shirt and pants. Her hair is pulled back and he could tell she had been painting because there was a splotch of red on her cheek.

"Hi baby," he said kissing her as he rubbed her swollen belly.

"I love you," she said smiling up at him.

"I love you too. What's for dinner?"

"You," she said pulling off his jacket.

Jason grinned. "You know, you should really learn to be a little more direct."

Liz glared at him. "I know what I want, Mr. Morgan, so suck it up and get out of those jeans."

Jason chuckled. "Let's go take a shower," he said before kissing her again.

"You're on," she said before she led him upstairs.

He turned on the water and they stripped. After they got inside and washed each other's body and then started making out. Jason bent her forward and then slowly made love to her until they both gave in to the pleasure. He turned her around and kissed her. "You know, we're probably not going to be able to do this much longer," Jason said as Liz frowned. She loved making love to him in the shower.

Liz rubbed her belly as the water ran down it. "I know. I'm going to be huge soon," she said with a sigh.

"You'll look beautiful no matter what," Jason said as he stroked the side of her face.

Liz smiled. He always knew the right thing to say. He held her for a moment as they stood under the showerhead. The baby kicked and Jason chuckled. "I'm starting to think that little Nacho is very jealous."

"Why?" Liz asked.

"Cause he always seems to kick me when I hug you," Jason said.

Liz grinned. "He's protecting his mommy."

"Maybe you could put in a good word for me."

"Consider it done," she said softly before kissing him once again. Looking in his eyes, she wondered how she ever got so lucky. He is her world.