A/N – Thanks for the comments! * kikimoo – All the enemies are in PC and they would have more men too. They want to deal with Taggert before going back there. It's like how they send people to the island to hide out until the violence is over. * Guest – So true. Sbu was way sexier as Jason. * Guest3 – lol re: Jason giving up. I agree! * doralupin86 – Glad you liked the mutual interest! * maryrose59 – Thanks!

Chapter 4 – Inner Dialog

Taggert called Faith. "They got away."

"What?" She yelled. "Dammit Taggert."

"There was nothing I could do. Morgan shot out my tires."

"Shit. Where do you think they are headed?"

"I don't know. My instinct says East but they could be going south or west too. I need Spinelli to come through for me."

"I'll take away his chips and orange soda until he gets a lead."

Taggert smirked. "I'm going to head East. If we get a lead on where they are headed, I can take alternate transportation if necessary."

Faith sighed. "Be careful."

She wasn't about to lose her best employee and boy toy.

"Always."

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About an hour away, Elizabeth asked them if they could stop so she could go to the bathroom which garnered a glare from Jason.

Johnny stopped at a rest stop, and Jason got out and followed Elizabeth.

"You're not coming inside with me are you?"

Jason didn't say a word which was starting to piss Elizabeth off. She began to mutter, some of which Jason caught and he had to fight a smirk at her language.

She went into the bathroom and he leaned against the building, waiting for her to come out.

Liz didn't understand why he seemed to be so against having a conversation. At least Johnny and OB seemed to be having some lively chats up front. But no, Jason was like a freaking ice glacier. He was nothing like Dylan who was so warm and gracious. And in that moment, she hated him for being gorgeous and that she was attracted to him because he clearly didn't want her. Washing her hands, she dried them and then looked into the mirror and ran her fingers through her hair. "Men." She muttered before walking out, not even giving Jason the time of day.

He pushed off the wall and followed her back to the car smirking when she tripped over a tree stump and then cursed at it. The way her hips swayed was almost mesmerizing and he had to stop himself from continuing that line of thinking. It wasn't the time or place.

Johnny got out and walked towards him. "You can trust her you know."

Jason rolled his eyes. "She's not leaving my sight Johnny so give it a rest."

"You could be nicer. Would it kill you to be a little understanding of her situation?" He asked as they walked towards the car.

"I don't have time for nice. I'm trying to keep her alive."

"Let me sit with her then. She's probably bored out of her mind."

"Fine." Jason said getting in the front.

Johnny got in the back and Liz smiled. Jason caught it and rolled his eyes before buckling himself in.

He listened as Johnny and Liz bullshitted about nothing. He just wasn't a talker really. On rare occasions he opened up, but truth be told, he liked the quiet. The enforcer was a thinker, always taking everything in. Already, he knew that Liz liked art, hot chocolate, reading novels, had a crush on some bozo named Dylan, and she liked the ballet of all things. He made a face like he was about to vomit. He'd rather be tortured and die then go to the ballet. The tights alone were criminal. Art, he didn't mind if someone explained it to him.

OB tapped his fingers on the steering wheel. Whether Jason wanted to admit it or not, he was convinced that his boss was attracted to the little petite beauty in the backseat. He also knew that Johnny had a huge crush as well. Liz seemed oblivious to it and also seemed more than curious about Jason. OB got the appeal. Jason was a bad boy; a good-looking one at that. Women wanted to know what he was thinking. His eyes were his main tool of communication and Jason was good at conveying what he wanted or expected with them. However, the man was practically a recluse unless Carly dragged him out to some function. There was always some skank sniffing around him and OB ran interference a lot. Sometimes, he even took them home himself. He didn't mind who they had initially wanted, especially when they were screaming his name when they came. Jason needed a good woman to draw him out of his shell and OB was convinced that Elizabeth could be the one to do it. Sonny on the hand, since it was his daughter, might not agree.

Johnny looked over at Elizabeth as she talked about her art. She was practically glowing and he couldn't stop staring at her lips. She was fucking perfect and he would like nothing better than if he could shut her up with his mouth right now; tasting her perfection. The only thing he wanted to hear from her lips was, Johnny, oh god, and harder. Damn he wanted her badly; too bad that she didn't seem to notice or care. He must be losing his touch. Usually, all he had to do is give his devilish grin and girls swooned. He watched her glance at Jason and it was like a needle scratched a record. No, his mind screamed. If she liked the borg over him, it would crush him forever. He didn't get what women saw in Jason. Sure he was good looking, and built like fucking Thor, but he had no personality unless being pissed off all the time counted. Okay, so he was dangerous, moody, and rode a Harley. But he didn't talk so how could a relationship last unless the chick was fluent in nodding or telepathy?

Liz noticed that Johnny had suddenly grown quiet and wondered what was up. Maybe he was thinking about his sister or something. She looked back over at Jason who was staring straight ahead. She wanted to know what was always occupying his mind. Why was he so intense? What did he look like with his clothes off? She blushed at the thought and looked out the window. She also wanted to know why he didn't seem to like her because his silence was hurting her feelings.

Johnny noticed the blush and his jaw clenched. Son of a bitch, she wanted Jason. Now what was he going to do?

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OB pulled into a hotel. "Alright, you got four hours to sleep and shower and then we're on the road again."

They were way ahead of Taggert and could afford to stop.

They got two rooms and Jason grabbed Liz's luggage. "You're with me." He said not even looking at her.

Liz glared as they walked towards the elevator. "Why do I have to come with you?"

Johnny smirked.

"Because I said so."

Liz stopped walking and planted her feet almost causing OB to collide with her. Johnny pushed the elevator button and he and OB got inside choosing to sit this battle out. "It's a good thing she doesn't have a weapon." OB muttered making Johnny chuckle.

"Seriously?" Jason asked glaring back at her.

She dropped her bag and folded her arms across her chest and then was shocked when Jason walked towards her, moved her bag into his already full left hand, and then grabbed her in a football hold and carried her into the elevator before not so gently, letting her back down.

She pushed away from him. "I'm not going with that neanderthal." She said defiantly.

OB sighed. "Elizabeth, I'm sorry but ultimately you are Jason's responsibility and he takes that very seriously. I'm sure he didn't mean to be so heavy handed, did you?" He said firmly looking over at Jason who looked away. "Please go with him. I'm sorry. It won't be for that long."

Liz bit her lip and then growled out, "Fine."

"Thank you." He said softly.

They got off first and Jason strode to the room ignoring her. They went inside and he gasped. She pushed past him and they both stared at the king sized bed for a moment before Jason walked over to the phone and called downstairs.

"I'm sorry Mr. Morgan but that's all we have available. There are two soccer teams coming in tonight."

Jason sighed and hung up the phone. "It's all they have. The bed is big enough that we don't have to be near each other." He said sitting down in a chair and taking off his boots. God knows he wasn't sleeping in a fucking chair all night after sitting in the car for a gazillion hours.

Liz was not a happy camper. "I'm taking a bath." She said. "Do you want to shower first?"

He nodded yes and went into the bathroom and took a quick shower. When he was finished, he made sure it was rinsed out and started to run her bath water. He used the towel to dry off his hair and then put on some fresh jeans and just left them unbuttoned in case they had to leave quickly. He opened the door and walked out carrying the bag with one hand and rubbing the towel through his hair with the other.

Liz gasped as he came out. Holy shit, his chest was incredible. Her eyes followed a drop of water until it disappeared into his unbuttoned jeans. "I think I'm wet." She muttered.

"Did you say something?" He asked pulling the towel away from his eyes.

She glared at him. "No." She said grabbing her bag and pushing past him. Jason smirked and got into bed.

Liz was surprised that he had ran her a bath. She undressed and waited a few more minutes before sinking into the hot water. It was perfect and she moaned as she settled herself against the back. She soaked for about fifteen minutes and then got out and dried her hair, using a brush to keep some of her natural curls intact. She put on a tank top and some pajama bottoms and walked back into the other room. Jason was on his side facing her and his eyes were closed. Walking around the bed, she got in on her side and turned away from him and closed her eyes and quickly fell asleep.

Jason flopped onto his back and the movement caused Liz to roll towards him. What seemed like 5 minutes later but was actually 3 hours later, Jason grabbed the phone with his eyes still closed and said, "Yea."

"Time to get up."

"Okay."

He hung up the phone and realized there was a pressure on his chest. Elizabeth body was half sprawled across him and his eyes darkened and then lightened before he slowly eased himself from under her and made his way into the bathroom further determined not to let the beautiful woman get to him.

A few minutes later, Liz groaned and opened her eyes. She rolled onto her back and suddenly realized where she was. She looked around the room and then saw she was on the wrong side of the bed and that woke her up real fast. "Shit." She said knowing that she had invaded Jason's space.

She got up and he came out of the bathroom and grabbed a shirt from his bag and put it on. Walking past him, she inhaled his uniquely musky and clean smell and bit her lip. Damn him. He even smelled good. She shut the bathroom door and shook it off and hurried to get ready.

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They all got back into the car.

"Start heading south." Jason said.

Johnny checked the GPS and followed the directions. Memorizing it, he cleared it and then pulled out of the parking lot.

The drove in silence for a long time before Elizabeth turned to Jason. "Tell me about my father."

He looked at her for a moment before turning his head. "Maybe you should find that out on your own. Everyone has a different opinion of him for different reasons."

Jason didn't want her to judge Sonny based on anything that he said. The truth was that his relationship with Sonny was complicated and at the moment very tense. They had started out well enough with Sonny giving him a job after the accident. But, due to his boss's mental issues, things had been tense with him the last year. Sonny was paranoid because so many people liked his enforcer. That is why Sonny wouldn't let him be a partner. But Jason wasn't one to be deterred. He had bought a few businesses on his own that Sonny didn't know about and they were successful. They provided financial independence from his boss and if the FBI got involved, his hands would be clean. Jason was loyal to Sonny but only to a degree. Even his relationship with Carly had suffered because of the divide. They were good friends, but there were several times that Jason had refused to intervene in some of her schemes and Sonny had went off on him. There were cracks in the Corinthos organization and a lot of people had started to take notice.

Elizabeth could tell that Jason was not going to be more forthcoming so she looked out the window and stared at field after field, wondering how she was going to get her life back.