Thanks to my beta Rachel! Warning for adult situations and language... Hope you enjoy and will let me know what you think. I still don't own GH/ABC/Disney... Just playing in their playground.
Chapter Five
"You want the truth, you can't handle the truth."
"Don't bother Monica; I can't explain anything, not right now. That isn't a slight to you, it is simply the facts."
"The facts seem pretty flimsy to me."
"The truth of the matter is simple; the facts are what I say they are. You can try your damnedest to crack this nut, but the fact remains, I don't owe you or anyone else answers. My life, not yours and if you can't accept that, then when we get to your home, I'll grab my son and leave."
"You don't have to do that Elizabeth."
"No perhaps I don't but I get the feeling that even though I told you my stance on this subject, however vague it is you are going to continue to hound me."
As they pulled to a stop in front of the huge home, Elizabeth took a long look at Monica and nodded her head.
"I am sure this is going to sound mean and bitchy, but at the moment, I don't care. It is this attitude right here that chased your son from your home after his accident. I get it, you love him and want what is best for him, but and that is a very large but, you Quartermaine's think your word is law, that all the little peons have to bow down to you and your wants."
"Now listen here missy, you don't have a freaking clue…"
"Maybe, maybe not and really it is neither here nor there. You heard something that was personal and now you think you have a right to know. If it had anything to do with you, I might see the point in sharing but it doesn't. It has been a long night and it looks like it isn't over for me."
Elizabeth strode from the car and up the stairs. She contemplated knocking, but said screw it instead. As she pushed the door open, she came face to face with Alice.
"Miss Elizabeth, what are you doing up so late?"
"Oh Alice, I wish I had a good reason. Can you please direct me to my son; it is time for us to go."
"Absolutely miss, this way."
Neither saw Monica walk in and head straight to the bar in the sitting room.
"If you don't mind me saying miss, your little man is positively precious and so well behaved."
"Aww, thank you Alice, I'm kind of fond of him myself. Can you thank Reginald and thank you as well for taking care of him; I was in no condition to deal earlier."
"You are most welcome, it was the best time I've had in a long while. Even master Edward offered to help out."
Elizabeth repacked the diaper bag before collecting her sleeping son, careful not to jostle him or he'd be a ball of energy until nap time.
"Thanks again for all your help Alice; hopefully I'll see you around again soon."
"Likewise miss and no need to thank me, it was my pleasure."
When she made it back to the foyer, she looked through the open doors of the sitting room and saw Monica staring off in space, lost in her own thoughts.
"Bye Monica"
Not hearing anything, she turned and strode from the house.
She really wasn't trying to be a bitch, but damn, did everyone have to stick their nose in everyone else's business. Once she and Jason had a chance to talk, really talk, not the bullshit of the last few years, then and only then would she be willing to share.
Of course what she was willing to share even then would be limited.
That was the problem with the city. Everyone thought they had a right to know what everyone else was doings, seeing, saying… Truth of the matter, this was the busy-bodyest place she had ever seen.
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When she pulled up to the coffee shop, she realized that she was going to have to wait at least two hours before they opened.
Disgruntled because she just wanted to get on with her plan, Elizabeth prayed the WI-FI would work here in her car.
Grabbing her laptop and waiting for it to boot up, Elizabeth altered from impatience to a strong desire to go back and see Jason, hello hormones.
Finally see a signal, she logged on and quickly purchased two tickets to San Diego, California. Sadly, she'd have to wait for a later flight but at least this way, there would only be one stop.
She thought of all she was leaving behind, all her sons earthly belongings, and knew the right thing would be to go and pick them up, but, Lucky was not something she truly wanted to do. She'd phone Cody later and see if he could arrange someone to pack up her and her son's belongings.
Deciding she could wait for the place to open up, she reclined her seat and finally allowed herself a moment to relax, within moments, her snores matched those of her sons.
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By the time Alan made it home, he was sure he'd see the house up and about, but the only one he found was his wife.
"Hey, what are you still doing awake? Did Elizabeth get settled alright?"
"Elizabeth didn't stay; she packed Cam up and left shortly after we arrived."
"Why would she leave, she looked dead on her feet at the hospital and after all her excitement, she and the baby…"
"Shut up Alan." Monica interrupted.
"What did you do?"
"I didn't do anything, I just asked for her to explain herself and she got all high and mighty on me. I am her elder and deserve her respect."
"Wow darling, you sound just like Sonny. I'll repeat what Elizabeth told him. 'Respect is earned, it is not a right.'"
"That isn't what she said, if you are going to quote someone, the least you could do, is do it right."
"I don't know what has got in to you but where is this attitude coming from?"
"Don't try to play dumb with me Alan, you heard what Sonny said. You have to be just as curious as I am, as to what they were talking about. You can't tell me you didn't hear Elizabeth say Sonny said it was best her baby wasn't Jason's…"
"No I heard that and everything else but I also understand that if it was any of our business, we'd be told. Maybe she is and maybe she isn't having the next Quartermaine heir, but either way, it has nothing to do with us. Jason woke up and I didn't hound him for answers and you want to know something, he called me dad. The whole thing was rather bizarre, kind of like that show Dillon likes, The Twilight Zone."
"Oh, so your son is calling you dad and you are falling all over yourself, thinking you are something special?"
"Not at all, I realized a long time ago that if I kept pushing him, I'd always be on the outside looking in. I've made my peace, if I get to have a relationship with him, fantastic, if not, I can live with the fact that just maybe he will see that the life he is currently leading, isn't much of a life at all."
"Great, now you are calling me a bad mother."
"You really need to stop this shit Monica. I've put up with a lot from you. I never said a thing when you tried to use every woman who has passed through Jason's bed to get closer to him but seriously, this needs to stop."
"I haven't done anything Alan, so quit talking down to me like I am a child."
"How much have you had to drink since you got home?" Alan asked, changing topics.
"What does it matter, I'm in my home." She replied as she sloshed the amber liquid from the cup as she tried to stand.
"For the last, I don't know how many months; you've been drinking every day and most nights. I don't know what is wrong, but I think you need to enter rehab, find yourself again, because the woman standing in front of me is but a shell of the woman I love."
"That isn't what you said when we were joking about renewing our vows."
"If I thought you were serious and actually knew what you wanted, I'd be more than happy to take that walk with you again. Moni, you need help, you haven't been happy in so long. Let someone help you, hell, let me in!"
"I can't, don't you get that, I can't…its back Damnit, its back."
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