Jason and Elizabeth lay silently on the couch wrapped around each other. This is how they had been for the last two hours. There had been no need for talking; they simply needed to remind themselves that they were safe, alive and together.
Finally Jason broke the silence. "I was sure I had lost you. You were only gone twenty-four hours but I couldn't imagine functioning without you. I couldn't figure out how I was going to go on if I didn't find you. I knew it was my fault that you had been taken and I kept picturing you hurt and scared or dead and I really didn't know how I would deal with that. I still can't believe you're here and that you don't hate me, knowing I'm the reason this happened."
"Jason, I don't blame you," Elizabeth said. "Besides, I knew you'd find me and get me out of there."
"You weren't scared?" Jason asked.
"At first but my faith in you, in your ability to save me, even from myself, is absolute," she replied.
"Are you going to ask me not to kill him?" Jason finally asked after several minutes of silence.
"I'll tell you what I told him—I wouldn't tell you how to do your job anymore than you would tell me how to paint something," Elizabeth said without moving.
"And if he disappears, you wouldn't be upset or hate me for it?" Jason asked.
Elizabeth pushed herself up with her hands so she could look into his eyes. He always claimed he could tell when she was being honest by her eyes so she wanted him to see the truth of her next statement. "He tried to kill you. He put a bullet in you. If I thought I could get away with it, I would kill him myself and dance on his grave."
Jason was floored by the statement and the honesty and passion he saw in her eyes as she said it. His mouth swooped down on hers and if Elizabeth had been able to form a coherent thought, it would have been that she was glad she was already lying down because that kiss made her knees turn into jelly. The kiss continued and Elizabeth's hands started roaming Jason's hard shoulders only to be interrupted by a loud knock on the door.
Elizabeth blew out a breath in frustration and levered herself off the couch before stalking to the door. Jason was faster though and put a hand on her shoulder to stop her just before she opened it. He gently pushed her to the side and, gun in hand, looked through the peep hole. He let out a groan before opening it.
"What do you want?" he growled as Brenda shoved past him into the studio.
"This is where you live?" Brenda asked incredulously. "Geez, Jase, you could at least spring for something a little bit nicer. It's not like you can't afford it."
"We happen to like it here, Brenda," Elizabeth said. "Now what do you want?"
"I came to say good-bye," Brenda said. "Luis and I are leaving in an hour. We won't be back."
"If he sets foot in this town ever again, I don't need to tell you what will happen, do I?" Jason said.
"No, that's why we're going," Brenda said. "Sonny said you'd probably let it be if we took off and never came back. I promised to keep in touch with him so he knows I'm okay but I won't be back unless Luis is welcome too."
"Well I wish I could say it was nice to see you but considering the circumstances, the best I can do is to say that I'm glad you're not dead," Elizabeth said.
"I guess that's good enough," Brenda said. "Oh, and I've been dying to ask you, who is the enemy you talked about on the yacht?"
"Helena Cassadine," Elizabeth said and Brenda blanched, both at the name and the venom in Elizabeth's voice.
"Wow, you weren't kidding when you said your enemy made Luis look like a teddy bear," Brenda said. "Well I need to get out of here and get to the yacht. Jase, I have one favor to ask of you."
Jason lifted an eyebrow but didn't say anything so Brenda said, "Go visit Lila this week. You don't have to tell her about me or anything. Just go see her and spend a little time with her."
"I'll make sure he goes," Elizabeth said receiving a glare from Jason.
"Thanks," Brenda said before walking out and closing the door behind her.
"Now where were we?" Jason asked as he pulled Elizabeth against him.
"Huh uh, Morgan," Elizabeth said dancing out of his embrace. "Now, I'm hungry—for food. I'm going to run to Kellys and get something to eat. I'll bring it back here though so we can have a quiet dinner alone."
Once again Jason was faster than Elizabeth and had his jacket on opening the door before she located her purse. She arched a brow questioningly at him.
"I'll go and get it. You want your usual?" Jason said.
"This is good. This way I can take a shower while you're gone and the usual is fine," Elizabeth said.
Entering Kellys Jason walked straight up to the counter without looking around.
"Penny, can I get a number 6, a number 3, a hot chocolate, and a black coffee to go," Jason said.
He stood waiting at the counter not paying any attention to Lucky and Sarah who were sitting at a table in the corner. A minute later Xander walked in and Penny handed him the order he had called in. After paying Xander turned to walk out and noticed Jason.
"Jason, I assume you found Liz since you're standing here and not freaking out. That's great," Xander said. "I'll let my guys know they can stop the search."
Jason nodded at the younger man.
Penny brought their order out and Jason paid for the food. As he headed for the door, Lucky stepped in front of it, effectively cutting off the exit. Sarah stood just behind and to the right of Lucky.
"What the hell did Smith mean by that?" Lucky demanded. "Why were you searching for Liz and why didn't we know about it?"
Jason remained silent which infuriated Lucky
"And why was she gone, huh, Jason? One of your enemies need a bargaining chip?" Lucky snarled.
"Back off, Lucky," Jason said his voice deadly quiet.
"Why should I, Morgan? What are you going to do—kill me?" Lucky asked. "Go ahead and try. I'm not afraid of you."
Jason didn't reply but his eyes turned to ice. Sarah saw the change and suddenly realized it was a bad idea to pit Lucky against a man who made his living by killing people.
"Lucky, maybe you should calm down," Sarah said. "Lizzie is obviously fine. I wouldn't be surprised if she just ran away for a day to get everyone's attention and sympathy."
Jason turned his icy gaze to Sarah who involuntarily stepped back. Lucky noticed and stepped closer to Jason, getting into his face.
"Now you threaten my girlfriend? What would Liz think about you threatening her sister? Maybe we should find out. Maybe I should tell her and then she'll see you aren't the knight in shining armor she thinks you are," Lucky said.
Jason regarded the man that had once had Elizabeth's heart and soul before saying, "That's just it, Spencer. She knows exactly who and what I am and she loves me. Your problem isn't that she can't see what I am—it's that she sees what you are and what I am and she chose to be with me."
Lucky hauled back and threw a right hook at Jason with all his strength. Jason's head snapped back but other than that he didn't move. Sarah grabbed Lucky's arm terrified that Jason would now have an excuse to kill him.
"You can tell Elizabeth anything you want. She believes what she wants to," Jason said and headed for the door. He paused once he had the door open and turned back toward Lucky. "That one was free. You won't get another." With that he walked out the door and headed back to the studio.
Carly however wasn't about to let Lucky or Sarah get away with what they had just tried to pull. She had witnessed it all from the top of the stairs to the Cellar. She had wanted to talk to Jason but knew he only wanted to spend time with Liz right now and she was trying to respect that. However, Carly wasn't about to ignore what the little twits had said and done.
Carly stormed into the diner and walked straight to Lucky and Sarah. Before either of them could move, she punched Lucky in the stomach causing him to double over. As he was bent down, she slammed her knee into his face, effectively breaking his nose.
"If you ever go after Jason again, I will make what Jason does to you look like a present from Santa," Carly said as Sarah tried to stop the flow of blood from Lucky's nose. "Do I make myself clear?"
Sarah looked over at the woman she had mistakenly thought she could use against Lizzie and Jason and saw the murderess fury in her eyes. Sarah swallowed hard and nodded.
"Good," Carly said. "Next time you pick a mark to use against your sister, little girl, make sure it's not someone who has been playing the game since you were in diapers. And make damn sure Jason doesn't get caught in your cross fire or I will hold you personally responsible."
With that Carly stormed out of the diner and headed straight for the studio. Upon arriving she heard glass breaking and pounded on the door, ready to give the Muffin a good ass kicking if she was blaming Jason for the fight in Kellys. Carly stopped in shock with one foot inside the door next to a quiet but amused Jason as Liz tore the studio apart, screaming about moronic pricks and perfect whore sisters. Carly got over her shock quickly and became impressed with the variety of choice words Elizabeth knew and was using about her sister and ex-fiancé.
"Did you need something Carly?" Jason asked turning away from his girlfriend as she continued to break everything she could get her hands on.
"I didn't know she had it in her," Carly said. "But you don't seem surprised."
"She's done this before," Jason said. "She'll calm down soon and start cleaning it up."
"I just came to make sure you were okay and to make sure she wasn't blaming you for it," Carly said.
"I wasn't even going to tell her but the bruise forming on my jaw sort of gave it away," Jason said. "Anyway, I had to physically hold her down to keep her from going after them and doing to them what she is currently doing to our dishes."
"Our?" Carly asked.
"Carly, I've been living here since I got back to town. I thought you knew. I mean, you came to get her here when I was shot," Jason said.
"Yeah but I didn't know you were living here," Carly said.
"I am," Jason said.
"Is that what you really want, Jase? Does she really make you happy?" Carly asked.
"She's it for me, Carly," he said.
"Okay," Carly said. "You are my best friend and you've caught me more times than I can count. You gave me the only man I will ever truly love so I guess I can be happy you finally found yours. Even if she is a Muffin."
"Thanks, Carly," Jason said giving her a hug.
"Oh and before you hear it from someone else," Carly said. "I hit Lucky. Twice. Broke his nose actually."
That stopped Liz's rampage.
"Really?" she said looking at Carly.
"Um, yeah," Carly said.
Liz threw her head back and started laughing, hard and loud. Carly looked at her like she was crazy but glanced at Jason and saw his smirk as he watched his girlfriend.
"Does that mean you're done now?" Jason asked Liz.
"Yup," Liz said.
"Um, I better go," Carly said. "Don't be a stranger, Jase. Michael misses you."
"I'll stop and see him this week," Jason promised.
Carly turned to go but stopped when Elizabeth spoke.
"Carly, next time you beat the crap out of Lucky, can you make sure I'm there to see it?" Elizabeth asked.
Carly smirked and nodded before saying, "Only if you make sure I'm there when you finally take your sister down a few pegs."
"Deal," Elizabeth said and the two women grinned before Carly walked down the hall.
"You okay?" Jason asked Elizabeth after a moment.
"You're the one with a huge bruise on his face, not me," Elizabeth pointed out.
Jason just looked at her and waited.
"I'm fine now," she said. "I promise."
"Good. Now should I be scared that you and Carly seem to be getting along?" Jason teased.
"I don't know. Think of the damage we could do if we teamed up," Elizabeth retorted.
"The mind boggles," Jason said. "I guess that means I should take you away to keep you out of trouble."
"Very funny, Morgan," Elizabeth said.
"Who's joking?" Jason said holding out a postcard from behind his back.
"Florence," Elizabeth breathed as she saw the postcard.
"Will you go to Italy with me? Will you let me show you the light in Italy?" Jason asked.
"Only if we can see the wind while we're there, too," Elizabeth said.
"That's a deal," Jason said and sealed it with a kiss.