Hope you guys enjoy. I promised another chapter and it looks like this one will be a few chapters because there are just too many people to hear from.

Chapter Two

Elizabeth had been sitting on the plane for roughly twenty minutes but she was so lost in thought, she wasn't aware of what was going on around her.

She'd waited years, with her waffling and Jason's inability to put anyone but the Corinthos family first, they'd been playing catch and release for far too long. She supposed the biggest question she had, was why?

What had changed? Sure, Jake is Jason's son but it had been six months since his delivery, so what, if not Jake, caused Jason to break the continual loop they'd been suffering from?

Elizabeth had been stupid on more than one occasion, believing she had to save people and that their lives and wellbeing fell on her shoulders, not unlike Jason, so…what changed?

"Elizabeth?" Jason queried softly.

"Hmmm…" Elizabeth absentmindedly answered.

"Welcome back, where were you?"

"No…I'm here. I'm…I guess you could say, I'm confused, what's changed?"

Understanding that she was suffering the same questions he was, Jason said, "Shortly after Jake was born, I started keeping track of the people in my life. Not like normally, I started entering every phone call, every visit, every demand…you know what I came up with?"

"I can guess but tell me." Elizabeth said with a wry smile.

"In a single month, Carly called me 1380 times, roughly…She visited at least 85 times and I'd have to be a math genius to multiply the number of times she asked me for something, even when she said it was for me. I just couldn't do it anymore. Then if you add in Sonny and Michael, Kristina, Molly, Alexis, Sam…I'd need to be twenty people just to keep up with their demands, I counted or rather logged ,everything for the last six months and I had over 750,420 calls and visits between them all. Of course, then you need to add on all the hangers on, like Spinelli and Maxie and numerous others. After my accident, it was about gaining my freedom but since meeting and becoming friends with Sonny, I have no freedoms. I am Joe Blow, meant to deal with their issues so their lives can go on as easily as possible and you know what, I started thinking about Jake and Cam and wondering how I would handle them handing over their lives to greedy, selfish, grasping people who claim you as family, so long as you follow their rules and I couldn't do it. I can't look my kids in the eye, down the road…If I am this ashamed now, what will it be like in five years, ten, twenty…"

"Jason, this isn't just a kneejerk reaction right? In two weeks or two years, you aren't going to regret turning your back on them for us, will you?" Elizabeth asked quietly; fear the most prominent aspect coloring her voice.

"The only thing I will regret is if I don't take this chance on us. I have loved you for so long…I let fear and other people dictate what or who and even how I should act and I realized I can't do that any longer, I can't let people make me their life when I am just the problem solver. I need to live and in order to live; I need you by my side. I love you and I may not have done things the right way to begin with but I will not let anyone decide what is right for me but me, with some wifely input of course." Jason offered with a sincere smile.

Casting a quick glance to her sleeping children, Elizabeth offered Jason a lusty smile and a quick nod to the bedroom suite on the plane. Things weren't perfect but perfection was overrated, this, being with the man of her dreams, who held her heart and soul in his perfectly calloused hands, was exactly what she needed. She didn't need fancy words or grand gestures, just the man she loved with every ounce of her being, loving her and her children.

Enjoying the directness of her look, Jason took her hand and began to lead her to the bedroom. "Francis, you'll watch the boys, right?"

"You got it boss!" Francis said while laughing.

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Jason and Elizabeth had no sooner left the ballroom than there was bedlam.

Almost everyone was trying to talk over one another, not listening to a single thing the other was saying. Until Carly's supersonic screech was enough to break through the chaos. "What the hell just happened here?"

Not wanting to deal with the idiots of Port Charles any longer than she had too, she had a plane to catch in a few hours; Diane quickly strode on to the stage and took hold of the microphone. "If I can have all your attention, I think I should be able to allay any questions."

Sam barely raised her head from her mother's lap, where she had soaked the material with her crocodile tears. When in doubt, garner as much sympathy as possible, especially when your meal ticket up and left for parts unknown. "What could you possibly have to tell us, you are just a lawyer."

"And you are nothing but a used up whore who still hasn't learned to keep her legs crossed, even when supposedly in a loving and monogamous relationship. If it walks and talks…I'm sure you've heard the saying before. Nevertheless, I have paperwork for a few of you and I've been permitted to offer a few explanations but if you start acting a fool, me and my information will walk out and you can all suck a lemon…or a tailpipe, if I got to choose, I'd go with the tailpipe. Now, is everyone willing to pretend to be good little girls and boys or shall I leave my paperwork on the table and leave now?" Diane asked. Enjoying not having to stifle her snarkier side or bite her tongue when the idiots escaped the looney bin.

The shrieking was beginning to reach new heights, which almost covered up the occasion grumble from the interested parties. It wasn't until Edward Quartermaine made his way on to the stage that the din began to quiet.

"Did that reprobate of a grandson leave any information for his family and I or are we to be cast aside again?" Edward asked peevishly.

"You are a gem Mr. Quartermaine…your grandson did happen to leave something for you but…" Diane began but stopped so she could raise her voice to be heard by all. "If you want the information then your entire family has to quietly sit and wait for the rest of the fallout. Jason was very specific about what you should be informed of but knew you and the rest of your family have a bad habit of pushing your wants on to any and every body." Seeing the irascible old coot getting ready to lecture her or something, she finished with, "Some of the information I have been granted to speak of, is something that could make you and your family quite happy and just so the morons still here don't get any ideas, it has nothing to do with Jacob Alan Morgan being Jason's son."

Unable to contain her laugh, her guffaws were quite loud as she watched the wheels turn in every single Quartermaine's heads, her laugh was renewed when Edward acted like Mr. Moneybags as he almost sinisterly wrung his hands as he chewed over the fat of information or lack thereof he had been given.

"Please have a seat Mr. Quartermaine; I'll get back to you soon. Mr. Corinthos, if you would please step up here, I have the division of assets, Jason's name has been removed as your children's Godfather, his name has been removed from all your business dealings, to be quite honest, he was overly generous, so I hope you take this for what it is and let the man go. Now, before everyone gets their panties twisted, the PCPD has just entered, for all our safety. I don't want things to get out of hand." Diane said as she tried to pass all the paperwork to Sonny who at this moment was treating the paper like a hot potato…childish, the whole lot of them.

"How dare you! Jason owes me and I say if and when he can leave. This is preposterous, that…this…I am The Godfather of Port Charles, you should all bow before me. I will not accept this blatant disregard for my authority!" Sonny screamed to no one in particular.

Mac Scorpio simply shook his head. He had always known that the only way to get rid of organized crime in his city was to take down Sonny Corinthos but the idiots in charge, always blathered on about the short link being the supposedly brain damaged thug… "Mr. Corinthos, please be careful of what you say and do, I wouldn't want anything you say to be misconstrued…as it stands, you are on thin ice and it would be an absolute pleasure press charges against you."

Sonny looked like he was planning on taking his chances but the absolute quite gave him pause.

Diane looked at the little shitweasel and wondered if she pushed enough of his buttons; if she could help the police get the defective mob boss out of their hair.

She was about to call forward Carly when Sonny's not so good sense evaporated. She watched as he literally discombobulated in front of their very eyes. It was like wax dripping down the side of a candle. His complete break with sanity was not easy to miss. One moment he was mumbling to himself and the next he was brandishing a gun and threatening everyone and Jesus Christ too.

Seven shots sounded and the complete silence that always happened before everything fell to shit for a second time was the tipping point for all those in attendance. The noise grew as those who were injured and those who panicked began to fight for dominance. This was the pandemonium she was hoping to escape. Perhaps she could charge both Carly and Sonny rates x4 and get some great shoes out of having to deal with this bullshit…

Looks like she was going to have to speed this up once she was allowed to speak again, she really didn't want to miss her flight.

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