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Chapter 3 – So Many Questions

Patrick cleared his throat and moved forward. "I'm Dr. Drake. I removed the microchip from Jake's brain. I would like to do a scan if you have time."

Dylan looked at Elizabeth. "Will you come with me?"

Sam bit her lip to stop herself from crying. Liz looked over at her and she nodded yes.

"Okay."

They left and the rest of the group sat down.

"I can't believe he's back. Do you know where he has been?" Carly asked.

Jake shrugged. "He didn't say."

Sam wiped her face. "I feel like I'm losing him all over again."

"He'll remember soon enough," Monica said as Epiphany helped her stand, "and then he'll be a family with you and Danny again."

Sam wasn't so sure. Right now, Jason was hooked on Elizabeth and if he fell in love with her again, she didn't think she could get him back. What was it with these men and Liz? She just didn't get it.

Carly wasn't sure what to think. She wasn't the biggest Sam fan, but she and Elizabeth weren't exactly besties either. They had worked together to get rid of the fake wife but that was as far as it had gone. As long as she didn't turn Jason against her, she would wait to see how this would play out.

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Elizabeth looked over at Dylan. This whole situation was just so surreal.

"What?"

She smiled. "I missed you. I feel like if I stop looking at you, you'll disappear or something."

Dylan smiled back. "You're so beautiful."

Liz blushed. "You used to always tell me that."

"Well, it's true. What do you do for living?" He wanted to know everything about her.

"I'm a nurse at this hospital."

"That's nice. I think I just pictured you doing something different."

Liz smiled. "You always encouraged my art. I'm a painter too."

"You should have listened to me. I don't know why, but I hate hospitals."

Liz chuckled. "That is because you had to visit them a few too many times."

"Elizabeth, was I a bad person?"

"Why would you ask me that?"

"Because I keep having these dreams of me shooting people."

Liz turned away for a minute and then faced him again. "You were a mob enforcer." Seeing the stricken look on his face she backpedaled. "The job didn't define you. I saw beyond that to the person who always picked me up when I fell; who never tried to change me and listened to me ramble on and on. You have a big heart."

"I just can't reconcile that."

"You can trust me Dylan. I promise you that I'm not lying. You and your sister Emily were the best friends I've ever had."

"Did you love me Elizabeth?"

A tear rolled down her cheek. "I still do. You will always have a piece of my heart."

He grabbed her hand. If she could love him, then maybe he wasn't so bad after all and he could get through this.

The tech came and got him and took him inside the room. Elizabeth felt like her whole world had been turned in on itself. Jason Morgan was finally home and now there were more questions than answers.

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Once the test was finished, they came back to the waiting room.

"Jason, where are you staying tonight?" Monica asked.

"With me," Carly said loudly.

Sam interjected. "I think you should come with me so you can see your son."

Elizabeth remained silent.

Dylan looked around the room. "I'm going with Elizabeth."

Jake looked up at him like he had three heads as Elizabeth eyes snapped to meet his.

"Jason—I mean Dylan, I don't know if that is such a good idea," she said.

"Why not? I feel comfortable with you."

Liz didn't know what to say. Sam had started to cry again and Carly was fuming, not to mention the look of death that Monica was giving her. Dylan could tell that none of these people wanted him alone with Elizabeth and he didn't understand why.

Patrick sighed. "Look, I just reviewed his scans and he does have the microchip. I want to do the surgery as soon as possible."

Dylan looked up at him worriedly. "It's that serious?"

Robin interrupted. "She's controlling you with it. If Helena finds out you're here…."

"I think she already knows. Someone sent me a ticket and told me that the answers that I seek are here. Maybe she wants everyone to implode over this," Dylan said.

"Will you agree to have the surgery?" Sam asked.

Dylan nodded. "Yes. I have a friend and possibly family coming in tomorrow. They aren't terribly far away and I'd like to talk to them before I go under the knife."

"That's understandable. We'll schedule it for the afternoon then."

"Jason freaking Morgan. I really thought that you were swimming with the fishes but clearly you used another one of your nine lives." Ric was stunned. He had thought he was finally rid of the blonde enforcer and couldn't believe he had come back. Did anyone stay dead in this town?

"Who are you?"

Ric frowned. "Seriously? You have amnesia again? I'm surprised there's any brain matter left in there."

Dylan clenched his fist but Jake beat him to it and stepped up to Ric.

"You need to leave before I make you leave."

"Dial it back John Doe, I just wanted to say hello to Elizabeth."

"Well, she doesn't want to say hello to you."

Ric turned his attention to Dylan again. "Where have you been all this time?"

"You know what Ric? I'm so sick of you getting in Jason and Jake's face. Nobody gives a shit what you have to say so walk away," Carly said angrily.

RIc smirked. "I guess I'll see you around."

Everyone watched him leave.

"You need to avoid stress if possible," Patrick said making Jake chuckle.

"It's a little too late for that one."

"Dylan, are you sure that you don't want to go home with your wife?" Liz asked.

Monica rolled her eyes. To her, Elizabeth was manipulative. She already knew what the man was going to say.

"I'm sure. Can I come home with you?"

Carly groaned.

Liz looked over at Jake which wasn't lost on Dylan. Jake shrugged. "It's your call."

"Oh just say yes. You know you want to," Carly said rolling her eyes.

Liz glared at her. "Alright, you can stay. My son Cameron is going to stay with Spencer so, yes."

"Thank you."

Patrick pulled Dylan aside for a minute to explain the surgery and Sam approached Liz.

"Do not let him out of your sight."

"I won't. I'm sorry Sam. I know this is hard for you. I'll talk to him."

She shook her head. "No. I don't need you to fight for me. Just keep him safe. I'm hoping that after the surgery, he'll remember and everything will go back to the way it should be."

"Okay." All Liz could think of is that if things were the way they should be, her and Jason would have been married for years now.

Dylan joined her and she took him back to her house.

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Dylan sat down on the couch.

"Can I get you something to drink?"

"No, I'm fine. Sit down."

Liz sat down next to him.

"What's going on between you and Jake?"

Liz was totally taken aback. "What do you mean?"

"I saw the looks. Are you seeing him?"

Dylan couldn't explain why he felt hurt by that, but he had noticed the looks and their closeness.

"Yes. What's wrong?"

"I'm jealous and I can't explain why."

Liz touched his hand, immediately soothing him. "I'm sorry. I mean, I'm not totally sorry because I thought you were dead. Besides, right before you were "killed" you had gotten back together with Sam. You chose her again Dylan."

"I must have been an idiot."

Liz smirked. "You had a child with her. You married her."

"But I never married you?"

"You asked but I turned you down a few times. And once you asked and then took it back."

Dylan stood up. "Yeah, I was a real winner."

"We both made our share of mistakes. But Dylan, I don't consider loving you a mistake. I will never regret you or having Jake."

He turned around. "What if I get my memory back and I want you. What then?"

"I don't know. I have feelings for Jake. I'm not going to lie about that."

"But you said you loved me."

She stood up. "I do—I—this is just all messed up."

A memory slammed into his head and she reached out to steady him. "Dylan?"

He took a moment to process what he had just remembered. "We were in a restaurant and there was a juke box. You were upset and I danced with you."

She nodded tearfully at the memory. She would never forget what that dance felt like. He was there for her after Lucky had presumably died in such a profound way. "Yes, you were such a good friend back then." It seemed like a million years ago.

He reached out and tucked and errant curl behind her ear and then lightly stroked her face. "I feel so drawn to you Elizabeth. I can't even explain it."

"Your memories are just coming back. Have you had any of Sam?"

He nodded. "There have been a few. Some of them were fights and in one was she was taking care of me when I was shot. The last one, she was kissing another man and I was mad and went to a bridge and you were there."

"Oh. That did happen. You were fighting. Sam was pregnant and you thought your crazy brother Franco was the father. He lied and said that he had raped Sam. You couldn't accept that he was your brother and that you didn't stop him from raping her. You both were hurting so badly. She turned to a friend and you turned to me."

"Doesn't that tell you something?"

"Yes, that you were hurting and rebounding."

He stepped closer to her. "I don't think you were ever a rebound Elizabeth."

She closed her eyes. God she missed the way he said her name. The next thing she knew, Dylan was kissing her and she couldn't help it and kissed him back. He moaned, ravishing her mouth with everything he had and he loved it that she matched every stroke of his tongue. Finally, they pulled back, both of them panting and shaken.

Tears started to flood Elizabeth's eyes.

"What's wrong?"

"None of this is real. I made so many mistakes while you were gone, ones I can't take back."

"No matter what, it doesn't change who you are Elizabeth. Don't run from me."

She pulled back so she wasn't touching him and it just about killed her. Her emotions were all over the place. This was wrong. "You can sleep in the guest room or on the couch."

"Elizabeth…"

"I don't know what you want from me. You show up out of nowhere. I'm involved with someone else. You have a wife and a son. We've always had really crappy timing."

Dylan studied her for a moment and could tell that she was conflicted. He didn't know what to say. Everything inside of him told him that she was the right woman for him. He just couldn't explain it. "I'm going to prove to you that you belong with me. I promise you that."

"I've wanted to hear you say that for so long. You're like this dream that I always wanted but was too scared to go after. The problem is that our reality has always found a way to keep us apart."

"Reality sucks."

Liz slightly smiled. "I'll be right back."

She went and got him a pillow and some blankets and made up the couch. "If you want, you can still go in the guest room. It's upstairs, the second room on the right. I just need to go to bed. It's been an exhausting night."

He brushed back her hair and laid a gentle kiss on her lips. "Sweet dreams."

Elizabeth didn't know how she was going to get any sleep at all.

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The next morning, Elizabeth woke up and went downstairs. Dylan had already folded everything and it sat in a neat stack on the couch. She smelled something cooking and she went into the kitchen and smiled. "Omelets?"

Dylan smiled. "Yes. It was my way of saying thank you."

She smiled and sat down and watched him cook as memories flooded into her head. It was hard getting used to the fact that he was back. God she had missed him. He put a plate down in front of her and then grabbed his and sat down.

"This is good."

"I was engaged to a cook."

Liz frowned and put her fork down. "What?"

"Well, this Dylan person had an ex-girlfriend named Avery Clark. She was engaged to someone else when I first came to town and the interesting thing is that he was my brother. I later found out that Nikki Newman was my mom."

Liz's mouth dropped open. "The Nikki Newman?" She had learned a lot about the Newmans and Abbotts when she worked for Deception.

Dylan slightly smiled. "That's her."

"Wow."

"I know. It's been a crazy year. Anyway, Avery was with Nikolas and then they split up because I came back. At first I was with Chelsea, she was pregnant and lied and said I was the father of her baby. We got married and then when it came out, I just couldn't forgive her and we got a divorce."

Liz took a sip of her coffee. It was interesting that he had these kind of issues in his parallel life. "Go on."

"I broke it off with her and then I had a PTSD episode and ended up taking the baby. It wasn't one of my finer moments, but Avery talked me down."

"That must have been scary for you."

"It was. Avery and I eventually got back together but her ex husband showed up and she was torn and I was tired of how she reacted to it and broke up with her recently."

"I'm sorry you were hurt."

Dylan sighed. "Me too."

"So, who is coming today?"

"I'm only aware of Stitch coming but knowing Nikki, I'm sure she'll come too."

Someone knocked on her door and she ran to get it. "Sam."

"Hey, I just—I'm sorry. I just needed to see him again."

Liz understood. "Come in."

Sam walked in and Carly walked up right before she shut the door making Liz groan.

"Come on Muffin. You are not shutting me out."

Liz opened the door and let her in and just hoped she wouldn't regret it.

Dylan texted Stitch his address when he got the message they had landed. He walked into the living room and was surprised to see Carly and Sam. "Hi."

"Hey. I just needed to see you again," Sam said.

"And I wanted to make sure that the Muffin didn't run away with you," Carly added.

Dylan looked over at Liz. "Have you kidnapped me before?"

Liz grinned. "No, but God knows there were times I wanted to."

Carly rolled her eyes. "I refer to it as taking you hostage."

Liz rolled her eyes.

"You said I'm your best friend right?"

Carly nodded. "You are."

"Well if you're my best friend, then how come you didn't support my relationships?"

"Yeah Carly, maybe you can explain that," Sam said.

Carly crossed her arms across her chest. "Because they weren't right for you."

"So who was right for me?"

Carly didn't say anything and Liz chuckled. Some things never changed.

"Sam, would you like something to drink?"

Sam shrugged. "I could use some coffee."

Liz got up and Sam followed her into the kitchen.

"How is he?"

Liz grabbed a mug. "He seems fine. He just doesn't remember everything. He told me some things about his life in Genoa City."

"Was he involved with someone else?"

"Yup. There was his ex-wife Chelsea who lied and said he was her baby's father when he wasn't and there was Avery who was his ex-girlfriend, but he broke up with her recently when her ex-husband showed up in town."

"Interesting," Sam said taking the hot mug from her. She wasn't really happy that Jason had been married but technically, it wasn't legal.

"Should we rescue him from Carly?"

Sam smirked. "Sure."