Chapter Seventeen

They stayed at the cabin for a week before returning to Port Charles.

Jason, Elizabeth, and Cameron had spent every waking moment with each other laughing, crying, and talking about the future, the past, and the present.

Most of all, Jason and Elizabeth had to explain why Grandma Audrey had to go with the angels into Heaven. That had been the most difficult discussion they had.

Elizabeth was there when Jason found out about Ric’s death, and he had been there to hold her as she cried for the death of a man she once loved. Had even thought of as a friend at one point.

That’s when the reality of the situation had finally hit. There was a killer in Port Charles, and he or she was killing off people that meant something to both her and Jason.

So that morning, Elizabeth had convinced Jason that it was okay that both her and Cameron would return with him. Had even said it was okay that she and Cameron would stay with Jason for the time being.

Except, Elizabeth knew that once she was living with Jason, she would never want to leave.

Which was precisely why she had gotten the apartment in the first place. When both her and Jason had slept together the first time, she knew that no man would ever touch her again. That Jason was it for her.

At first it had scared her to death at the prospect of being in love with him meant. Then, the thought of living with him, of them raising Cameron together, had shot that fear into overdrive.

That, along with the death of her Grandmother, had her running away. But somehow on the line, she realized her mistake.

It was fate that brought her and Jason together, and she wasn’t about to lose that – never again.

Holding her son’s hand, Elizabeth smiled as she walked inside and was surprised to see how clean the place was.

“Let me guess,” she started. “You called Nikolas and Emily?”

Smiling, Jason put the bag down by the desk, shook his jacket off and helped her and Cameron out of theirs. When Cameron walked immediately over to the couch, Jason took the gun out of his back pocket and put it into the safety of his metal box.

After putting it into the closet, he wrapped his arms around Elizabeth’s waist. “Well that and Alfred. He came over with a lot of food.”

“I see,” said Elizabeth, a smile on her face as she also wrapped her arms around him. “I’ll have to thank him.”

“Mmm, we can do that tomorrow when we go over there,” he said before taking her lips with his.

As Elizabeth responded, she wrapped her arms around his neck.

She was in love with Jason Morgan, and no one was going to stop that.


“Well?” snapped Carly, not waiting for Lucky to sit down after he entered Kelly’s.

Lucky glared at her. “I didn’t find it,” he announced, nodding to Georgie who poured a cup of coffee for him. Once the girl was gone he leaned close. “Nikolas and Emily had been there.”

Carly sighed, her head falling back. “Great, now we’ll never find it!” she whined.

He nearly wanted to smack her, which was becoming a habit for them. Since Ric’s death, Carly had become a nuance and it would be only a matter of time before he did what he had wanted to do all along.

And that was to kill his cousin.

“Do you always do this?” he asked, taking a sip from his cup.

“Do what?” snapped Carly as she lifted her head.

Lucky glared at her once again. “If you don’t stop whining, I swear…”

“You swear what? What, Lucky? You gonna do what?” she yelled, taunting him.

Leaning in, he grabbed her by the hair. “If you don’t keep your trap shut, I’ll shut it for you.”

A spark of fear came to Carly’s eyes, making Lucky smile before he roughly let her go.

“God, you really are crazy.”

Smiling, Lucky leaned back in his chair. “Boy, state the obvious, Carly. It runs in the family.”

Grabbing her purse, Carly stood.

“Where you goin’?” he asked, his voice still one of sarcasm.

“Getting the hell away from you! I’ll find the note on my own,” she said, her hair flopping as she walked to the door.

Lucky laughed, shaking his head. “Good luck, Princess,” he said.

“Asshole,” she snapped as she walked out.


He was so going to have to take care of her soon. Lucky smirked at the thought of crazy Carly finally meeting her doom.

What a concept, he thought to himself.


Emily let out a squeal of joy as she hung up the phone and practically threw herself at Nikolas as he entered the room after putting a tired Spencer down for his afternoon nap.

“They’re home!” she cried, tightening her hold on him.

Nikolas wrapped his arms around her, his eyes wide with both shock and amusement. “You’re definitely happy,” he said, stating the obvious.

Emily laughed. “Of course I am, you dummy!” she cried, before moving back. “When I last saw Jason, I thought it was the end. That he and Elizabeth wouldn’t get back together.”

“But they did,” he said, moving her to the couch.

“Yeah, they did,” she said with a smile. “Which makes my original statement of their relationship, true. They were meant for each other!”

Nikolas almost shook his head, glad that Emily was back to her normal self. Since the fight with her brother, Emily had been down. The only thing that would get her to smile was Spencer.

“So…they said yes to dinner right?” he asked.

“Of course!” Emily laughed. “And I think I know their secret!”

Nikolas frowned in confusion. “Secret?” he asked.

She nodded. “Yep!”

“And…what is that?”

“I think my brother asked her to marry him!” she said, letting out another squeal of delight.


Cameron had gone down shortly after eating lunch, giving Elizabeth and Jason time to themselves.

Tracing his fingers with hers, Elizabeth smiled. “You remember that first night together?” she asked.

“Mmmm, how can I forget that?” Jason teasingly asked as he leaned back against the couch, Elizabeth against his chest.

Turning her head, Elizabeth grinned at him. “I’m serious here, Jason.”

Laughing, Jason tightened his hold. “I know, so…back to that night where we made passionate love…right on this couch,” he said, biting the skin on her neck.

Elizabeth closed her eyes feeling her desire spark to life. Only Jason could ever make her forget what she was saying.

“Would you quit that?” she said, pulling away slightly to look at him.

“Why should I?” he asked. “You’re enjoying this.”

And she was, that was the problem. When his lips landed back on her neck, Elizabeth moaned.

“I’m trying to have a conversation,” she sighed, feeling his hands move up. Cupping her breasts. “Ooooh, Jason.”

Smiling against her skin, Jason massaged his hands slowly over her breasts, feeling her nipples harden beneath her blouse and the bra she was wearing.

“You’re wearing too many clothes,” he growled into her ear.

Elizabeth moaned. “And you are too full of yourself,” she gasped.

Jason grinned, pulling on her blouse until it was over her head. “I’d rather be full of you, in my hands, and inside of you. Thrusting so deep…”

“Oooh God,” she couldn’t help but moan again.

Sitting up, Jason turned her. Taking her lips with his he removed her bra and immediately took a hold of her breasts. The moan nearly sent his blood running into overdrive.

“Elizabeth,” he whispered against her lips.

Shifting onto his lap, she unbuttoned his jeans, reaching inside. “You’re already hard,” she said, surprise in her voice.

Jason groaned, feeling himself twitch in her hand. Reaching under the skirt she wore – glad she was wearing that instead of jeans – he ripped at her panties.

“I’ll buy you a new pair,” he gasped before taking her lips with his again.

Elizabeth responded, opening her lips to his thrusting tongue. She moved herself so she was rubbing against him.

Groaning into her mouth, Jason gripped her hips, needing to be in her again. To feel her surrounding him. He could never get enough.

They both cried out as she sat on him, taking him deeply inside of her.

“Jason,” she gasped, breaking the kiss. Her back arching against his chest.

Leaning back, Jason moved his hands so they lay next to her legs, rubbing them. “Ride me,” he said, his dark eyes on hers.

Elizabeth bit her lip, her hips already moving. She loved it when he was like this. When she took full control. At first it had been a little intimidating, watching him watch her, but now she yearned for it.

Throwing her head back, she began thrusting herself off and onto his ever-hardening cock.

She would never get used to his touch, or the way they made love.

“Yes,” he growled, moving his hands back up to cup her breasts in his hands. So good, she felt so good moving on him. He would never grow tired of this.

“Oooh, Jason!” cried Elizabeth, arching into his touch as she began to move faster on him. Harder.

Jason growled again. “That’s it baby, take me harder,” he moaned out, his hips beginning to move in sync with hers.

Their desire quickly grew higher and quickly into a raging inferno. She was on fired.

When the orgasm hit, Elizabeth screamed, surprised as she fell forward against his chest.

“Elizabeth…” Jason got out, before he cried out. Spilling deeply inside of her. He held her close, feeling their bodies shaking.

It took a long time before they could look at one another. Smiling, Elizabeth nipped at his chin. “You’re bad,” she gasped out.

“Mmm, you like it.”

Elizabeth laughed as she felt him cover them both. “Cameron could have woken up and saw us,” she said, feeling her face blush.

Jason shook his head. “Nah, he was too pooped out,” he said, rubbing his fingers over her back.

“He had a long trip,” she said, closing her eyes as she relaxed. “We all did.”

Holding her close, Jason closed his eyes as well. “I know how hard it is for you both…”

Elizabeth felt a tear fall down her cheek. “I miss her,” She whispered. “The last time we talked it was a fight.”

“She knew how much you loved her.”

“I know, but it still doesn’t make things right,” she said, more tears falling down her cheeks.

Jason lifted her face, brushing away the tears. “We will find the killer…I promise you that. But stop blaming yourself, it wasn’t your fault.”

Elizabeth sniffled. “I know that, but…” she stopped, a frown coming to her face.

“Elizabeth?” he asked, sitting up with her. “What’s wrong?”

Reaching out, she took the letter off the floor. “This is Sonny’s handwriting,” she said, knowing the man’s handwriting from anywhere.

Jason swallowed, realizing he had forgotten about the letter. His mind had been on Elizabeth, and only Elizabeth. He felt the pain hit him swiftly as he took it.

“I forgot…” he started.

Elizabeth took his face in her hands. “It could be important…Jason, you need to read this.”


Running his hands through his wet hair, Jason emerged from his bedroom fully clothed and walked downstairs. He heard Elizabeth talking to Cameron, the smell of dinner cooking making his stomach grumble.

Looking at the table, he walked to the couch and sat down, rocking back and forth as he looked at the letter.

How could he have forgotten? How could have he forgotten about his best friend?

Tears rocked through him and he had to force himself to calm down. Right now, he had to be calm. Had to be strong, for himself and Elizabeth and Cameron.

Swallowing past the lump in his throat he took the letter and opened it, his eyes widening as he read it.


It was hard for me to write this, but you had to know the truth.

When I first heard that you and Elizabeth had gotten together, I was angry. I was angry at the fact that someone had taken you away from your family.

Then I had to stop and realize that you weren’t leaving us. You were gaining a family of your own.

I’ve seen you with Elizabeth, I saw you at Kelly’s with her and Cameron, and Emily, Nikolas and Spencer. Your little family.

You looked so happy with them, Jason. So it led me to writing you this letter. I knew if you were going to make a family with Elizabeth and Cameron, you had to know the truth.

First, if you’re reading this letter…it’s because something horrible has happened.

Second, you have to know what my ex-wife has been up to…

Sorry about that abrupt stop. Max came in and took the kids. God, this might be the last time I ever see Michael and Morgan…my family.

Jason, they can never know what has happened. That Carly was the result of my death. That she was the one that pulled the trigger.

Carly has been conspiring with Lucky Spencer to get you and Elizabeth away from one another. I believe Lucky went after Audrey tonight…I don’t know what happened, but when I drove past the house, it was filled with cops.

I do hope Audrey is all right.

Jason you have been like a brother to me. You’ve helped me through so much and now I have to help you and my kids. Make sure that Carly never gets to the boys. Don’t hurt her…she may be vindictive and cold-hearted…but she doesn’t deserve a bullet in the head.

I love you, Jason. Take care of my boys for me. Make sure they have a good future, and teach them all the things I wasn’t able to.



Jason put the letter down, the tears falling down his face. Opening his mouth, he tried to say something, but he couldn’t.

Carly, he thought. Oh God, what have you done?

“Jason?” asked Elizabeth, making his head jerk up to look at her.

Elizabeth moved to the couch, taking his hands in hers. “Jason, what is it? What’s wrong?”

Jason shook his head, shock and pain filling his heart, tightening it.

“Jason, you’re scaring me! Did you read the letter?” she asked, her eyes going to the table where it laid. “What did it say?”

Swallowing, he shook his head. “It…I…” he stared.

Elizabeth took his face in her hands. “Tell me baby,” she said. “What is it?”

“Carly…she killed Sonny,” he finally got out.


“I can’t believe it,” said Mac as he leaned against the desk, his arms folded as he stared at the room that his men had led Carly into.

When he had gotten the call from Jason, two things had entered his brain. One was shock, and the other…was surprise. Surprise that Jason Morgan had called him instead of one of his men to do the dirty work.

The next feeling that went through him was a sense of pride he felt. Pride that Jason Morgan trusted him to do the right thing.

“Jason,” he said, turning his head to look at the man next to him. He had been quiet since Carly had been brought in. “Man, I’m sorry.”

Jason swallowed. “Has Spencer been caught?” he asked.

Mac shook his head. “Not yet, he was at Kelly’s earlier, but his room is deserted. Jason, we’re going to catch him.”

“That still doesn’t make me feel any better,” he said, looking down.

Nodding, Mac slapped him on the back. “We got one killer. The other will be caught. That’s good enough for me. Now get out of here, go home to Elizabeth and Cameron. Hold them tight, and never let them go.”

Jason looked up and nodded, swallowing past the lump in his throat. “I need to see her.”

“I don’t think that’s a very good idea, Jason.”

“I know…but I need to.”

Mac sighed and ran a hand through his hair. “All right, you got ten minutes. After that I’m coming in there and dragging you out.”

Jason managed another nod before he walked toward the room.

“Sorry son of a bitch,” said Cruz as he came to stand next to Mac. “He’s lost so much already.”

Mac swallowed. “Yeah, but he has Elizabeth and Cameron,” he reasoned.

Cruz nodded. “If Lucky doesn’t get to them first.”


Carly continued to stare down at her hands even after Jason came into the room. He didn’t sit, and she didn’t blame him for that.

“How could you do this?” she whispered. “You know I hate this place.”

“It’s better than a pine box,” said Jason, his arms folded across his chest.

Carly snorted. “A pine box would have been better than Pentonville.”

“Don’t tempt me, Carly. It’s bad enough that you killed Sonny, but over what? Me and Elizabeth?” he snapped.

“Of course it was! Sonny, he was going to blab about the plan! It was so perfect, I didn’t expect it to be this bad.”

Jason shook his head. “This bad?” he asked, slamming his hands on the table. “Carly, two people are dead, including Ric! How could you do this? To Michael and Morgan!”

Looking back down at her hands, Carly didn’t bother to hide her tears. “I thought I was doing the right thing.”

“The right thing…”

“Yes, Jason! The right thing! Elizabeth was going to destroy everything I worked so hard to build!”

Jason pushed away from the table. “That’s bullshit!” he yelled.

“Right, everything to you is bullshit. Everything Elizabeth does is just heavenly. She can do no wrong right?” she snapped.

“We. Are not talking about Elizabeth. This is about you!” he countered.

Carly shook her head. “No, Jason. It might be different for Lucky, but…my reasons are my own. This was about you.”

Jason frowned. “What?” he snapped.

“This was about you and me. This was about that witch getting what I have wanted for so long!”


“I’m in love with you damn it! I have been in love with you since the day we met! Remember…at Jake’s?”

Jason swallowed through the nausea that was burning his chest. “I remember,” he whispered.

Carly sat back. “We shouldn’t have told each other our names. Maybe if we hadn’t, we wouldn’t be…”

“Carly we were done a long time ago. You know this!” he said. “I moved on!”

“No, you just forgot me!” she screamed at him, watching his eyes widen. “That’s right. I was just Carly to you. A best friend that you just had to protect. Not a lover, not more than that…just Carly!”

Jason watched as she covered her face with her hands. He closed his eyes and sat down in the chair across from her. He couldn’t stand anymore.

“Where is he?” he finally asked.

“Who?” Carly moaned out between her fingers.

Jason sighed. “Where is Lucky?” he asked.

“I don’t know.”

“You’re lying to me!”

Carly pulled her hands away. “We were partners for one thing, I don’t have a leash or a collar that says Lucky on it, Jase!” she yelled, then sighed. “I don’t know where he is.”

Rubbing his face, Jason could feel the frustration rising, along with another feeling that he dreaded. Fear.

Lucky would go after one thing and one thing only. Elizabeth.

“I have to go,” he said, moving to get up.

Reaching out, Carly stopped him. “Do you hate me that much?” she asked.

Jason didn’t answer; he just looked down at their hands.

Swallowing, Carly let go of his hand. “I guess that answers my question. Go, go and save your Elizabeth…”


“No…just go! Go now!” she yelled. When he didn’t move, she slammed her fist on the table. “Mac!”

Jason heard the door open and felt the man put a hand on his shoulder. The woman that sat at the table crying was a woman he once considered his best friend, a woman he thought he once loved.

Now, he couldn’t even recognize her.

“Goodbye Carly,” he said, before turning and walking from the room.

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