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Chapter Twenty-Seven
Carly sat quietly in her cell, almost in a trance, plotting revenge against the woman that she blamed for being abandoned by her best friend. There was no way that Jason would have ever turned his back on her so completely unless the money grubbing whore tricked him into it. In all the years that she depended on him, not once had he ever not forgiven her for losing control and making mistakes. He always made everything right again afterwards, not washed his hands of her. But once St. Elizabeth trapped Jason he hung her, the only person that fully understood and loved him, out to dry.
With Sonny dead she had few people to depend on to help ruin the slut. Carly's eyes filled with bitter tears at the thought of her ex's death. She truly had loved Sonny in her own mixed up mind. They understood each other in a perverse way unlike anyone else. If her heart hadn't yearned for Jason all these years she and Sonny could have overcome all the obstacles that others created. Yes, she knew their relationship was unhealthy and wildly unstable, but they were both screwed up individuals that shared children. Even after marrying Jax and trying to make it work so she would have some respectability, she's never been able to fully let go of the father of her children. Sonny and she were a team with an unbreakable bond. It was ludicrous that the incompetent PCPD believed she would actually harm Sonny, let alone kill him. Didn't they realize she needed him to help get the blood sucking leech away from Jason? Sonny had been her safety net. He always came through when she needed him the most.
A change in the atmosphere of the cells caused her to jerk her head up, whipping it from side to side. Finally spotting the figure observing her from the darkness, she instantly became pissed. "What do you want? Come to gloat? Don't get too comfy with it because Jason will get me out here as soon he wises up to what a whore the muffin is!"
"Bright orange really isn't your color, Carly," he taunted smoothly, ignoring her empty words. "Honestly, I wanted you know that Jason won't be coming. He's going to let you hang, for all your past misdeeds."
The audacity of the man laughing at her made her blood pressure spike and her face turn an ugly shade of red as she stomped her foot. "Never! Jason always rescues me! I didn't even kill Sonny, you ass! And when Jason hears how you are talking to me, he'll kill you just like he did that bastard O'Brien!"
The second man stepped from the shadows and took great pleasure in way all the color drained from Carly's face and she swayed in disbelief. "Surprised to see me?" he jeered, his Irish accent driving home the fact that it was really him.
"No! You're dead! Sonny demanded that Jason kill you! You have to be dead!" Backing into the wall farthest from the bars, she pinched herself, hoping to wake up from the nightmare. "Jason never disobeyed Sonny. You have to be dead! We made him believe you were a traitor!"
"I'd almost have pity for you if you weren't such a heartless bitch, Carly. Morgan didn't kill me. Sonny's little plan didn't work. You know, the one that you helped him concoct to try and hide that Sonny was behind the attacks on Elizabeth." Johnny's green eyes gleamed in the dreary corridor. "Neither of you could add two and two and come with the right answer even if I gave you a calculator, so how in hell did you expect to accomplish killing me off?" A humorless laugh escaped from his lips. "You really should have stayed the hell away from Lizzie, made a new life with Jax and let your obsession go. Now it's too late. You decided your fate by going after her one too many times. I should have put you down like the bitch in heat that you are years ago. Saved us all from the trouble and pain that you've caused."
Choking on terror, she swallowed the lump in her throat and forced a brave sneer. "You harm me and Jason will kill you this time. He loves me."
Francis sadly shook his head. "Insanity isn't an attractive trait, Carly. Jason loves Elizabeth, the mother of his children."
"No! Damn it! He loves me!" she wailed frantically, near hysteria. "He'll come for me and then destroy whoever dared touch Sonny! We are his family!"
"God! You really are fucking stupid." O'Brien released a wicked smile that had her shrinking further back. "We killed Sonny on Jason's behalf. Just like he finally woke up to the truth about his supposed best friend, he's finally ripped the rose colored glasses off that he viewed you with. He's arranged for you to be convicted of the murder. Judge Ellsworth already accepted the payment. Don't worry too much about prison though," he warned with a smirk. "You won't last there too long. We'll make sure of that."
"Mull that over in your last days," Francis told her cheerfully.
Both men exited the jail whistling after paying off the guard and erasing their visit on the security tapes. Carly's cries for help and her sobbing was music to their ears. Now it was time to kick start their plan for the drug addled Lucky into high gear. After Johnny volleying the first shot in warning everyone what happened when they messed with those he cared about, they knew the youngest male Spencer would react rashly. No matter what the police believed, Luke had not been caught by accident in the second blast.
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Elizabeth entered the mansion and smiled at Alice as she herded Cam and Jake into the den where Monica and Edward were talking quietly. Both looked up and broke into wide grins at seeing the boys.
"Well, my dear, this is quiet the welcome surprise," Edward greeted while hugging each of the boys.
"Jason's working and I thought you might enjoy some time with the kids since you didn't get a chance to visit yesterday," she explained. "I hope we're not catching you at a bad time."
"Nonsense. There is no such thing as a bad time when these two scamps are involved," Edward teased. His shrewd instincts kicking in, he rose from his position on the couch. "Would you boys like to see if Cook has any cookies made? I'm sure she'd be more than willing to find something for you young lads to munch on."
Cam grinned and took off like a shot while Jake waited on his great grandfather before leaving the room at more sedate pace. Watching the trio Monica chuckled.
"It's amazing how Jake's mannerisms mirror Jason's and Cam's yours."
Elizabeth blushed while laughing. "I know. There are times though that I feel bad for what me and my siblings must have put our parents through. Those two fight like cats and dogs but have each other's backs if an outsider attempts to pick on the other."
"That's normal, Elizabeth. I know the constant picking on one another gets old for you, but both of those boys are so well behaved. You've done a tremendous job, especially considering you did by yourself mostly until this year."
Feeling a warm glow of pride of the compliment, Elizabeth made herself comfortable in the arm chair. "I wanted to check and see how you all are handling Luke's death. I know that he and Edward fought a lot, but he was involved with Tracy for a long time." Even though she had lost all respect for the man that she'd once admired, Elizabeth still felt bad that his death would hurt others.
Monica's glow of pleasure faded and a scowl appeared. "Edward and I are fine. We do feel bad about Tiffany, Anna, and Robert but with their profession it was always a possibility. As for Luke, in a way I'm glad. Maybe now Tracy can move past this need to be involved in the Spencer's crazy life. At one point Luke and his kids weren't nearly the selfish people they turned into."
Biting her tongue to keep quiet on her opinion about the first three that Monica felt compassion for was hard. Elizabeth didn't know for certain, but she suspected that Johnny had reached his limit and retaliated. It was too much of a coincidence for to believe otherwise. "I feel like a horrible person because I don't feel anything at Luke's death," she confessed softly.
"Stop. That family put you through hell, Elizabeth. You're entitled to feel whatever emotions that you do. In the end they saw you as the person to clean up their messes. No one can fault you for not mourning." Glancing at the door to make sure the boys weren't approaching; Monica reached for the younger woman's hand and squeezed gently. "Did you and Jason tell the boys?"
"Yes, but neither really had much contact with him. Even when Lucky and I were married and getting along, Luke never spent any time with the boys. Now I'm thankful for that small favor. Cam still flinches when he hears raised voices. At least he avoided being witness to Luke's theatrics."
"I will admit that Robin shocked me with her outburst. Blaming Georgie's husband seems a bit excessive. I know that Johnny isn't exactly a model citizen, but he can't be all bad if Georgie married him."
Elizabeth winced. "I feel for Robin, I really do. But she's been slowly pushing everyone away for months now. Patrick stopped by a couple days ago. He left Robin."
"Wow. I had no idea that it was so bad with her. Now with losing Anna and Robert, I'm afraid it will only get worse." Monica shook her head. "At least she has Mac. But she better be careful about shoving Georgie away. That young woman's been through so much already. She doesn't need anything else on her plate. She's still adjusting to being home and now she's married on top of that."
A couple minutes later Edward returned with Cam and Jake and they all spent some time with Monica. It was when Elizabeth was rounding up the boys that Edward approached the topic that he had wanted to discuss with the Emily's best friend for some time.
"Elizabeth dear, I've been meaning to speak with you but it's been extremely hectic lately, especially with helping to plan the Founder's Day festivities and carnival for tomorrow."
She lifted an eyebrow and remained silent. With Edward you never knew what to expect and she was almost afraid what would come out of his mouth.
Recognizing her wariness the older man chuckled. "It's nothing bad, I promise. I know Jason will not tolerate any of my normal stunts. I learned my lesson. Anyways, I want to hire you."
Stiffening, she groaned. "I thought no stunts, Edward."
His eyebrows wrinkled in confusion before he had the decency to look contrite. "I can see where you jumped to that conclusion, but no, not for ELQ. I've seen many of your sketches over the years and Emily always spoke highly of your talent. I want to hire you to sketch Lila's portrait in charcoal. My darling wife adored you and I know you could capture her inner strength and beauty."
Moisture quickly had her blinking to keep from crying. The grumpy old man could not have paid her a better compliment if he had attempted to. Bending down and embracing a clearly surprised Edward, Elizabeth tightly hugged him before kissing his cheek. "I'd be honored. Lila was a special woman that I respected greatly. I know you must miss her terribly."
Edward ignored the stares from the rest of the room and just returned the hug. "More than you can imagine, my dear." Several minutes later he watched with Monica as the young woman and their grandchildren left after waving. "Jason finally got it right," he told his daughter-in-law with pride.
"I never thought we'd see the day, but I am so glad that we are," she agreed before linking her arm with his and helping him back inside the mansion.
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Georgie shot Logan a glare before making sure that Guy and Baylor were still playing in the living room before shifting her attention back to him. "You're being unreasonable, Logan. I've known Guy since I was in high school. You don't need to stay in the house."
"I'm sure you're right, doll. But I work for your husband and he specific said that I'm to be in the house if anyone besides Elizabeth stops by." And Logan could admit that after seeing Zacchara strike yesterday that there was no way in hell that he was going to give the man reason to be pissed at him. He also suspected if anything happened to Georgie or Baylor because he made a mistake that Logan would not reach an old age. Johnny's orders this morning may piss Georgie off but they would be followed.
"You're being impossible!"
"Yeah, well I like to breath, darlin."
Georgie's eyes sparkled with amusement despite her exasperation and a small smile curved her lips. "I think you are being overly dramatic," she teased. "Johnny wouldn't hurt you. Besides, I'm telling you its okay."
"Uh huh. Well you think that all you want. I swear he got more protective overnight." Catching the way her eyes dropped away from his, Logan remained silent but had to bite his tongue to keep from prodding her. Since he had been spending time with her they had developed a friendship that neither would have expected to have years ago. "The best I can do for you is to stay in another room while you two talk about whatever he needs to tell ya. I'll even try not to listen in," he added with a cocky grin.
Giving up she swatted his arm as she passed by him. She paused and felt her heart constrict at the sight of Baylor curled up on Guy's lap with her eyes starting to drift closed. From the day that he and Lucas had arrived after she called her brother nearly hysterical after her son's death, they had both been extremely close with her daughter. Georgie prayed that Baylor wouldn't lose another person she cared about and that Guy would continue to visit.
Feeling her tension growing Guy nodded his head at the seat next to him. "Let's just give her a few more minutes to fully go out and then I'll take her upstairs and we can talk. I'm sorry I was late this morning by the way. I meant to be here way before now."
"Any time you want to drop in is fine. You're family, Guy. I hope you know that."
He winked playfully, trying to lighten her suddenly dark mood. Georgie had been practically bubbling with excitement and happiness when he had first arrived, but as time stretched on he could sense her thoughts taking a darker turn. "Don't worry, G. You and the princess here aren't getting rid of me that easily."
Guy wasn't surprised when the man she had introduced as Logan followed him upstairs when he laid Baylor down in her room after she fell asleep. In fact it made him respect John Zacchara even more. Obviously he took her and Georgie's safety seriously and Guy couldn't fault him for it. Guy also wondered if yesterday's fireworks were his handy work. The wicked smirk the man had unleashed at Sean Donley had not been subtle. Back downstairs he noticed that Georgie was no longer in the living room and turned and gave the blond man a questioning look.
Logan immediately knew where to find her. Georgie tended to hate being cooped up inside. Unless the weather was bad or she was cooking or cleaning, Georgie normally spent most of her day outdoors. "Back porch," he answered the unasked question and noticed the way Guy didn't seem surprised.
Joining her on the swing, Guy studied her as he sat. The past couple days of strain was slowly fading from her face and he could see that she was happy for the first time in over three years, longer really once he thought about it. He hadn't seen the sparkle in her eyes since before her death, at least not unless she was playing with Baylor. "He'd be so relieved to see that you are finally letting yourself enjoy life again."
"I shouldn't," she responded sadly. "He isn't."
Throwing an arm over her shoulders and pulling her close, he kissed the top of her head. "I love you like you're my own sister, G. And I knew Lucas better than anyone. The last thing he'd ever want is you to blame yourself. Live life to the fullest. That is what Lucas would expect. I do too."
Sniffling a bit she nodded. "I know, but it's so hard, Guy. I can't even imagine how you are staying so strong."
"At first I was a mess," he admitted with a frown. "To be honest I lost it completely. But I let myself have a couple days to wallow and then I made myself snap out of it." He let her process his words while watching another guard appear and talk to the blond that had been visible since his arrival. It brought him back to the reason that he needed to speak to her.
"G, something happened that I want you to be aware of."
Pulling back and wiping her eyes, she almost begged him not to tell her. His easy demeanor gone, Georgie tensed. "Bad?"
"It could be," he hedged. Hating to impart the news but knowing she needed warned, Guy scrubbed his hands over his face before taking a deep breath. Stalling only made it worse. "The day before Lucas disappeared he got a phone call that upset him. When I questioned him about it he refused to tell me anything about the call. But I had heard him talking about you and Baylor. It peaked my curiosity and worried me because of the way he was acting."
Unsure where this was going, Georgie licked her lips nervously. "Do you know who it was?"
"Yes. It was the same person that he left to meet that night. I followed him because of his behavior. But once I saw who he was meeting I left. The next day Sean showed up demanding to see him," he whispered brokenly. "I really wish I could go back and not let him leave with him."
Her own tears were now making it hard to answer but she grabbed his hand, forcing him to look at her. "You d-didn't know."
"Maybe not, but I still did nothing even knowing that it was possible that Sean had found out about the meeting the night before."
"Who did he meet that caused Sean to react so violently?" she asked, her voice cracking.
He reached for hands, gripping them tight. He fully expected her to flip out on him and he knew he deserved it for keeping the secret. Guy knew how many people had betrayed her trust and faith over the years and he considered him and Lucas no better even it had been meant to protect her from the pain that this new knowledge was sure to inflict. He just prayed Georgie would give him the chance to explain. He only managed to get out the name before she decked him and he landed on his ass. Hearing the guards rapidly approaching he just bowed his head as Logan grabbed her from behind as she started to sink to her knees, sobbing so hard that she couldn't remain standing. Taking the threat from Logan not to move or he'd shoot him serious, Guy watched as he pulled out his phone and dialed while trying to calm a hysterical Georgie.
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Hidden in an alley and muttering to himself, Lucky watched as Zacchara left the building in a hurry. You're next, he thought with a smile. But first he was going to rid the earth of Jason Morgan once and for all. After that he'd kill his brat and the one on the way. Elizabeth was going to pay for everything that she'd put him through. No one fucked with Lucas Lorenzo Spencer Jr. and walked away from it.
Perking up when the door opened again an evil laugh echoed through the alley. Watching as the man that ruined his life dropped to the ground and the guards quickly surrounded him, Lucky popped another handful pills in his mouth and ducked out of his hiding spot. Reaching his car three blocks away, he tossed the gun on the passenger seat before pulling away from the curb. Honey, I'm coming home! he chanted over and over as he sped toward Elizabeth's house.
A/N: Thank you for all the wonderful comments. I love hearing what you are thinking! It helps keep me motivated.