Same warnings as before, language and the like, be warned! Hope you all enjoy and will let me know what you think.

Chapter Twelve

"Blah, Blah, Blah, blitty, Blah, Blah, Blah"

All Diane wanted to do was get home and get ready for her date. Being down three clients would surely free up some of her time and now, one of her two clients was being led in, hobbling, because he had only had surgery a day or two ago.

"Ric, what the hell is this?"

"This is Jason Morgan, under arrest." Ric replied. His cocky swagger and devil-may-care attitude were seriously pissing her off.

"And how, pray tell is this legal? He was in the hospital for a gunshot wound from one of your inept officers. This man should be in a hospital room, recovering, not being dragged down here by the defunct District Attorney."

"Jaayyson! You are finally here; I need to talk to you about our attorney!" Sam whined.

"Would you shut your useless, spiteful pie hole! No one wants to hear you. Ric, this is so wrong I can't even list the ways you have screwed the pooch on this one. Not to mention, you should have had a police officer bringing in Mr. Morgan. Do I have to explain how many ways you cut off your nose to spite your face?"

"Diane, you really do think you are hot shit don't you, it isn't true and I will get 'him' behind bars." Ric said with a huff, shoving Jason across the room and into a chair.

"Jaayyson, are you going to just ignore me and let this, this harlot sling her insults at me?"

"Do you even know what a harlot is? My God Sam, you need to listen to Diane, I can't, and I won't deal with your deluded ass."

"Mr. Scorpio, will you please escort Miss McCall back to her cell? She'll need a public defender along with Mr. Corinthos and Mrs. Jax, at least until they can find their own representation."

"Absolutely, I'll see to that myself, no point in dragging this out."

"Diane, can you get on with this and get me released, there is something I need to get done and being here, dealing with them…not what I had in mind. I've got to go see about a girl. Ric, I think my attorney said it all, I just can't figure out why there needs to be douchebags like you in the world."

"It's called Karma, there has to be douchebags to balance everything out."

Jason said, rattling his cuffed hands, "…How about you take care of these or did you miss, I need to see about a girl, a girl who's having my baby, I might add."

"Who the hell are you talking about Morgan, and if you say who I think you are planning on saying, but know you damn well better not be saying, because then I would have to say way more than something and kick your ass after saying more..."

"Wow, Lucky, congratulations, you just stumped the entire police force with your inane babble and you are out on the street, supposedly making us good citizens of Port Charles safe. I think I'd feel safer, although I shudder to admit it, with Ric out there…thanks a lot Lucky; you've just made me admit he isn't totally useless. ASSHAT!"

"You are just a laugh riot Morgan..." Ric sneered.

"I know, my 'Elizabeth' brings out the best in me and Lucky just so you know, it is my baby she is carrying!"

Lucky had lost his mind, which is all Jason could come up with, when the man's fist connected with his face. "Lucky, you punch like a little girl… Diane, I want to press charges against Lucky for police brutality."

"Okay, enough of this, this has turned into a verbal sparring match, this is a police station and I want order restored. Lucky, get in my office now, Ric, you had no right to bring Mr. Morgan in; you may have totally screwed this case up with your idiocy. Diane, I'll get to work on the charges against Mr. Spencer and bring them to you later."

"Diane, tick tock… Can we get a move on, my baby mamma needs me?" Jason said, and then laughed heartily. Today had been a good day, considering…

Diane bent at the waist and guffawed until her legs felt weak and shaky.

"Jason, the last couple of days, has been an absolute pleasure. I might, possibly, maybe, could…do you this service for free, but since I had to say no to one too many fools, I'll still send you my bill, but it will be with my love that I send it!" Diane said as she moved towards the interrogation room again.

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Elizabeth was beyond annoyed.

Her young son was barely two feet away from her. She was sitting in the kiddy pool.

It wasn't overly obvious that she was pregnant, but if one bothered to look at all, they'd be able to tell, and yet, almost like clockwork, every five to ten minutes some moron came and hit on her.

In one way it was very flattering, in another, it pissed her off and the longer it went on, the harder she was finding it, to hold her tongue.

She supposed, that the last few days, she hadn't done a very good job of holding her tongue or sugar coating her words, although in her defense, it seemed that everyone had lost their minds and either flipped their 'selfish' switch or 'bitch' switch.

"Cam honey, five more minutes and then we need to get going. We haven't found our cake yet and mommy is having a serious craving."

"Ohstay"

"Ohstay, you mean okay baby?"

"That's what I said momma."

"You are a precious little boy and I am so blessed to be your momma…"

Snarling in annoyance, she was once again interrupted by a man coming on to her.

"Listen buddy, I am sure you are hot shit to some and the ladies probably fawn and fall all over you, dropping their panties in a rush, but, I'm not one of them. If for some reason it looks like I need to get laid or need a little 'manly' attention, you are sorely mistaken. I have a man… oh and what a man he is. Blonde, blue eyes the likes of which make your panties wet in mere seconds, a body that is so fine, Michelangelo, da Vinci and a bazillion other artists would love to either sculpt him or paint him. He puts Michelangelo's David to shame, with or without clothes. So please, take your pitiful pickup lines and hit the road. My…" She paused, rubbing her belly, "baby daddy is more than enough man for me. He can light me up with so much passion that I see stars and practically blackout when he makes me cum. So thanks, but seriously, NO thanks!"

"Momma?"

"Sorry baby, I think mommy's hungry, we should get going."

As she picked up her son, she saw the other mothers all looking at her, most in awe and some with a frenzied, slightly crazy look in their eyes.

'Not in this life time ladies, he's mine, finally." Elizabeth thought to herself.

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