Sorry for the long wait between chapters, sadly a horrible case of Bronchitis has effectively kicked my butt and had me down. Trips to the doctor and hospital…plus a slip on the ice which was not a lot of fun…anyway, I am starting to feel better finally, so hopefully there won't be such long waits now. Hope you guys like. I'm not sure but my muse says she thinks this is done. I guess that will depend on you guys and what you have to say. She really does like to take your ideas and opinions in to consideration.
Epilogue Part Three
Sick of being ignored, Carly walked away. A lot of people considered her stupid but she knew one thing, if the enemy has the upper hand, find higher ground and re-plan your plan of attack.
For whatever reason, Jason was going along with the interloper. Carly understood this was not her Jason; he was an imposter, someone who had been brainwashed. If she had any hope of drawing him back in, then she needed to get him exactly where she needed him, or get him to exactly whom she needed.
Sonny hadn't been worth much as of late but that was not going to stop her from going to him. Forgetting completely that he was a paper tiger, his power and influence were gone. She could claim to be Mrs. Sonny Corinthos and instead of the instilled fear the name used to cause, she now got snickers and a roll of the eyes.
It was a distressing feeling, having everything you love and hold dear, ripped from your arms, it was like being touched by the Hand of Midas and then one day, where it all turned to gold, now it all turned to shit.
After ducking into an alcove, Carly pulled her phone from her purse. "Sonny, you need to get down to the docks now. That bitch and her puppet are there now. We need each other."
"Carly? What are you babbling about now?" Sonny asked, once he was able to place her voice. It had been months since he spoke to her. Now that he couldn't do much for her, he finally had some peace. Such a shame it came at the loss of his power, he thought glumly.
Rolling her eyes, Carly said again, "Jason and Elizabeth are on the docks. You won't believe how they treated me Sonny. Jason was kissing, practically fornicating on the docks with that insipid twit. She's turned him into a pussy Sonny, he will soon be the father of seven boys…Could she be any more desperate to hold on to him…Look, we need each other, he always listens to you."
Not realizing they were treating each other with the same disrespect, Sonny rolled his own eyes as he tried to formulate an answer to her crazy. "He doesn't listen to me; otherwise I wouldn't be in the pickle I'm in, now would I? I have a meeting at one of the warehouses, so I'll come but I wouldn't hold my breath if I were you." Sonny said but whispered, 'please do hold your breath, save us all from your stupidity.'
Sick and tired of the complete disrespect she has been shown in the last five years, Carly, ended the call, feeling justified in being rude, even if everything out of the woman's mouth was antagonistic and threaded through were her unjust contempt.
By the time she made it back to where the couple had been standing, she had a moment of panic, thinking they'd left, until she heard Jason's breathy, passionate groan. Knowing that sound, Carly quickly honed in on it and made her way back over to them, hopping Sonny didn't take too long. She needed her man back.
Fighting her revolting stomach, Carly made a loud and disgusting retching noise as she watched Jason worship Elizabeth's neck.
"Really Carly, you are going to act as if anything we do is beneath you?" Elizabeth asked, unable to ignore her, like her husband, he did have a lot more practice at it.
"Used up, bitter shrews, will always find something to whine and complain about, if she thinks this is bad, she should see the passion you inspire when we are alone." Jason offered, his eyes twinkling.
"Egad! No thank you, I think Carly and bedroom and even the greatest and deepest desires, shrivel up and die. When I was a nurse at the hospital, we used to have a lot of elderly men, elderly men who didn't have a fondness for underwear. Think about shriveled, dried up prunes, that once used to be vibrant grapes, then superimpose that on the old man's body…I can tell you what your penis will look like it forty years…" Elizabeth said cheekily.
Having kids had jumpstarted his imagination to a point, so the sudden and sickening image of Carly all dried up, boobs tucked into her granny panties, was enough to cause Jason to gag.
"You just imagined it, didn't you?" Elizabeth asked with a laugh.
"You have hit your word limit. I did not imagine a man or myself, I had the horrible image of a ninety year old Carly…My balls just retreated in to my throat and I think my penis is broke, forever!" Jason said, shuddering.
"It cannot be broken! I need a little girl Jason!" Elizabeth exclaimed, her eyes slowly moving along the docks and towards the man coming closer. Wow, five years were not kind to him. Sonny used to be a fairly fit man but…at least fifty pounds, tomato sauce stains on his shiny suit and more oil in his hair than her SUV and all Elizabeth saw, was a pitiful man.
"The prodigal son returns!" Sonny exclaimed jovially but there was a touch of madness and a hint of malice coloring his words, as he walked up to them.
"Sonny" Elizabeth and Jason said together.
"You don't speak to me, you little bitch." Sonny said harshly.
Before anyone could see it, Jason punched Sonny in the face, laying the Cuban out on the dock.
"No one, and I do mean no one, speaks to my wife like that. If you have something to say, say it and go. I could care less what you need to say to me. You are getting an appearance because I made the mistake of thinking that the dock would be safe for a short walk, that is it." Jason said, while clenching his fists. Still wanting to lay a beat down on the obtuse man.
Sonny knew if he started this conversation with his hair up, it wouldn't end the way he wanted but seeing the way they were twined around one another, just pissed him off. They didn't deserve to be enjoying good health and happiness, not after they had completely deceived him, betrayed him.
Hoping the ringing in his ears would abate soon, Sonny tried to gain his footing but the dock seemed to shift traitorously under his feet. Realizing that if he didn't want to end up on the flat of his back again, he should just stay sitting for the moment, Sonny tried and failed to make his move look graceful but only ended up looking like a drunken sailor.
Carly's first instinct was to go to him but the animosity had grown between the two, so she simply watched as the once great man proved just how far he had fallen.
"You know, I can say with absolute certainty, I am so grateful that this is the last time we will ever have to step foot in this city. Five years is too long to harbor and nurture and obsession like this. All we need is Lucky and Sam and some of the other crazies to show up and we'd win the loser lottery of Port Charles, again." Elizabeth said.
When a shadow stepped from the dark alcove, Elizabeth's heart sped up, until the sun shone on the newcomer. Francis…that man was more ghost than man; actually both he and Johnny had perfected the technique.
"Don't worry about those two loons. They were on their way here, after Sonny placed a rather…I suppose the word would be fortuitous call but they've been waylaid by…Mr. Fantasma…I'll never forgive you Liz for giving him that nickname."
Not understanding the conversation going on around her, Carly said, "What the hell are you two yammering about?"
"Poor Carly, can't follow a conversation…Don't worry your wrinkled little head, it has no bearing on you. Do either of you two have anything worth saying or can I continue my early afternoon with my wife?" Jason asked. Cursing Edward for having to have his birthday in Port Charles, Jason once again thanked his lucky stars for having the brains and balls to go after what he wanted.
Francis made his way over to the couple; he could see the hatred he held for the two people now standing before them and knew, this unfortunate meeting was quickly coming to an end.
Just before Francis reached Jason's side, Sonny made a split second decision and lunged for Elizabeth, grabbing her roughly from Jason's loose hold, jamming a gun into her side.
"You stupid, stupid little man. You have more issues than Napoleon Bonaparte…" Elizabeth said as she twisted, shoving her arm up and with it, the gun. Before anyone could get a handle on the situation, Elizabeth delivered an elbow to his solar plexus, robbing the air from the pathetic excuse of a man but in her haste to get out of the situation, which she did, Sonny pulled the trigger.
Jason lunged for Elizabeth while Francis went after Sonny.
"You know, I'm going to start thinking that gravity is broken if every time I fall, I never land." Elizabeth said sweetly, even as she winced. Thank goodness the man was inept, he only managed to hit her arm but being pregnant, it looked like she'd be visiting General Hospital, one last time.
"I'll always catch you if you fall. I'm pretty sure there was even something about that in our wedding vows." Jason said as he began to escort Elizabeth off the docks.
The old Jason would have laid the blame of this at not only Sonny and Carly's feet but at Edward's as well, since it was his fault they were even here but now, he knew, circumstances rule the man, man does not rules the circumstances. If this hadn't happened now, then it was likely, sometime down the road, something worse could have happened. Didn't make him like it but he understood it.
As they turned the corner, Elizabeth heard the almost silent pop-pop that signalled that two black spots on the world would no longer be an issue. As Jason quickly yanked his shirt off to bind the wound, Elizabeth couldn't help but let her hands roam.
"If you don't control yourself, I'll never get you to the hospital." Jason said a smirk evident in his voice and lips.
"You don't want me to control myself, you've said so yourself, I do bad so good." Elizabeth said, wincing slightly as Jason tightened the binding.
"Would you two stop flirting and go to the hospital." Francis said on a huff. These two were insatiable…hence the seven kids.
"Can we go to the hospital? Didn't Sonny and Carly just go swimming with the fishes?" Elizabeth asked worriedly.
Understanding the worry, Jason rushed to reassure her, "Nope, no swimming, I think they made a run for it…We are honest, law-abiding citizens, we'll tell the truth."
He watched as both his wife and one of his best friends snickered.
"Oh…that hurts but damn, the fact that you could say that with a completely straight face…Boy…I love you." Elizabeth said, still snickering.
Placing a kiss to her forehead, Jason buckled her seatbelt before rushing to the driver's side. "Let's get you looked after and then I promise to get you the brownie you've been craving and then we are leaving this God forbidden place."
Could she have made a better decision all those years ago? Even worried about her health, he was still worrying about satisfying all her cravings. She was, is, will always be, a very, very fortunate woman. Taking his hand, not for the last time but for the first, was her best move yet.
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