“And everything is okay Dr. Meadows? She’s not going into labor?” Jason asked as he held Jessica’s hand tightly.
Dr. Meadows looked at Jason over the tops of her glasses. “No, she is not in labor, but if Jessica’s blood pressure continues to rise there is a chance of going into premature labor.”
“What can I do?” Jessica asked.
“You have to avoid stress as much as possible. You need to get plenty of rest and make sure you stay hydrated. But I won’t lie to you Jessica, the more you have these pains, the greater your chances of going into premature labor. Bed rest may have to be considered if this happens again.”
Jessica nodded. After Dr. Meadows left, she started to get dressed.
“Jessica what are you doing?” asked Jason as he helped her off the exam bed.
“I’m going to see my father Jason,” she answered, pausing as she buttoned her shirt to look at him.
Sighing, Jason shook his head. “Jess, you heard what the doctor just said. You need to get some rest. I would rather you go home and lie down for a while.”
“No. Jason, my father was in a coma for a week and now he’s awake, I want to see him. I can rest later,” Jessica said as she finished dressing and grabbed her bag, pulling the door open and walking out ahead of him.
Rubbing his face, Jason went after her. “Jessica, I’m sure your father will understand your need to rest,” he insisted as he caught up with her at the elevators.
“Jason, all I am going to be doing is sitting beside him in a chair. I can rest like that, but I know that if I go home now, there is no way I would be able to relax.”
Seeing how determined she was, Jason had to agree. “Fine. But after the visit, I am taking you home and you are resting for the remainder of the day.”
“Thank you Jason,” she said, leaning up to kiss him gently.
“I don’t care, find my son and keep an eye on him,” said Lorenzo into the phone that he had gripped in his hands. Since he couldn’t go after Diego himself, he was going to make sure someone was tailing him. “Stick close and call me if he comes in contact with her.” Not waiting for a response from Alexander, Lorenzo ended the call with a sigh, leaning his head back against the pillows.
Hearing a knock on the door, Lorenzo lifted his head. “Come in,” he called out, not bothering to sit up, figuring it was just another nurse wanting to check his vitals or convince him to use the pain medication that had been prescribed.
“Well, I have to say it’s great to hear your voice,” said Jessica as she walked into the room and right over to her father.
“Jessica. Sweetie, what are you doing here? You should be resting,” said Lorenzo as he used the bedrail controls to raise the bed up, not wanting to admit he was too tired to sit up on his own.
“Nice to see you too dad,” Jessica said with a smile as she leaned over to kiss his cheek. “And don’t start with the resting, I already have Jason and Diego on my back about it.”
Lorenzo nodded. “I am glad to see you Jessica, I am. But I don’t want you wearing yourself out.”
“Oh, you mean like you?” she asked as she settled herself in the chair, rolling her eyes as Lorenzo handed her a pillow from behind his own head for her.
“Take it Jess or I’m calling Jason in here to take you home,” he threatened, using the voice he would use when she was a child.
“Fine,” said Jessica, grabbing the pillow and putting it behind her back. “And don’t think that voice will work anymore,” she added as she settled into the pillow, feeling the soreness of her back ease a bit.
“And what voice is that?” Lorenzo asked innocently.
“The I-am-your-father-and-you-will-do-what-I-say voice,” said Jessica. “And I heard about your trying to get out of bed earlier and refusal for pain medication.”
“Let me guess, they sent you in here to convince me to stay in bed and be pumped full of drugs that will put me in a fog?”
“No. But dad, you are still recovering. And I can see the pain in your eyes,” Jessica said gently.
“And I can see the fear and worry in yours Jessica. And I am going to tell you what I told Skye and Diego. I don’t need or want pain medication.”
Jessica rolled her eyes and sighed. “Well, I’m not here to convince you otherwise. I just wanted to see for myself that you were awake and going to be okay.”
Reaching over, Lorenzo took his daughter’s hand in his. “Do you want to know what the first thing I saw was when I woke up?” At Jessica’s questioning look, Lorenzo smiled slightly as he remembered waking up in the night. “I saw my son and my daughter curled up together on that couch over there, fast asleep,” he finished, nodding his head in the direction of the couch.
“Wait, you woke up when Diego and I were sleeping? Why didn’t you say anything?” she asked, remembering.
“Because I didn’t want to disturb either of you,” said Lorenzo. “And I fell back to sleep myself right after. By the time I woke up, you two were gone and Elizabeth Webber was taking my vitals.”
“Has anyone told you what has gone on since that night at The Cellar?” Jessica asked.
Lorenzo nodded. “Yes. And I also know that Faith has been able to get herself out on bail,” he added. “I was also informed about Morgan’s – generosity,” said Lorenzo.
“Yeah, I was surprised myself when I heard.” Jessica wasn’t sure how her father felt about this, as his face was neutral and hard to read at the moment.
Lorenzo looked toward the window, which was covered with the closed blinds at the moment, but he knew that Jason was just on the other side. “I would like to speak with Jason a moment,” he said.
“Diego, why are you being so hard-headed about this?” Brook Lynn asked as she watched Diego pace back and forth on the docks.
“Brook, I said to leave already! You shouldn’t be here.”
“And neither should you!” Brook exclaimed. “You aren’t going to help matters by getting yourself killed!”
Diego sighed as he paced back and forth. “You don’t understand Brook Lynn,” he began. “I need to do this.”
“No you don’t Diego! Do you know how angry your father is going to be when he finds out?”
“He won’t find out Brook. I just want to make sure she stays away from my family,” he insisted, turning back to his girlfriend.
“And how are you going to do that Diego, ask her nicely? Faith is a ruthless killer; there is no way she is going to listen to you! Just leave her alone Diego! Please!”
“Leave her alone? So she can finish the job and kill my father? So she can continue to threaten my sister and niece?” Diego asked, frustration evident in his voice. “Just go home Brook!”
Brook stared at him a moment. “Diego, please, don’t do this. Just come with me. We can go to Kelly’s and relax and then you can go and visit your father. Please Diego.”
Diego just shook his head. “Leave Brook, it’s not safe for you hear,” he said and Brook could hear the hard coldness in his voice.
She didn’t want to leave, but she did. Once she was out of earshot, she pulled her phone out and dialed a number.
Lorenzo cleared his throat and looked up at the man standing at the end of his bed. He had never taken the chance to really look at Jason Morgan and now that he did, he saw something different in the younger man’s eyes. Every other time he had run into Morgan, there had always been a cold indifference in his eyes, but now he saw the love Morgan felt for Jessica and the child she carried.
Both men remained silent as Jessica fussed around; making sure Lorenzo was comfortable before allowing the guard to take her home. Once she was gone, Jason turned his eyes back to Lorenzo Alcazar. He had always seen the man as cultured and polished with an air of danger and intrigue about him. It was strange to see him now – lying in a hospital bed, still hooked up to a few machines, and clothed in a deep maroon robe and hospital gown instead of an imported, tailored suit.
Lorenzo watched Jason, knowing the other man was not going to say anything first. “I . . . I wanted to thank you Jason for what you did,” Lorenzo said quietly.
Lorenzo sighed. This was proving to be a little more difficult than he thought it would be. “I know we’ve never gotten along Jason, and I won’t say that I’m okay with you and Jessica being together, but I will say that I will always be grateful for what you did to save my life.”
“You’re Jessica’s father Alcazar, so I was willing to put my feelings for you aside in order to make sure she and my daughter remain safe.”
Now it was Lorenzo’s turn to nod. “And how are they? I know Jessica was not going to tell me the truth about her condition. She probably figured she didn’t want to worry me.”
“Diego brought her in to see Dr. Meadows this morning. He said that she was in a lot of pain, even though it didn’t last long. Dr. Meadows said that her blood pressure was up and she was dehydrated. The doctor also cautioned that if this continues, Jessica could go into premature labor.”
“I’m sure I don’t have to say this Morgan, but Faith needs to be taken care of.”
The ringing of his cell phone cut off whatever Jason was going to say. He pulled his phone out and answered it, not leaving the room. “Morgan,” he said.
“Jason, it’s Brook Lynn.”
“What’s wrong Brook?” Jason asked, seeing that the name got Lorenzo’s attention.
“It’s Diego. He’s insisting on dealing with Faith on his own.”
“Where is he?”
“On the docks. Please Jason, can you stop him?”
“I’m on my way,” he said before hanging up.
“Its Diego, isn’t it?” asked Lorenzo.
“Yeah. Brook said he was on the docks waiting to challenge Faith.”
“He was in here earlier wanting to take care of her himself.” Lorenzo hated to ask for a favor, but seeing as how he couldn’t get out of bed and see to his son himself, he had no choice.
Not waiting for Lorenzo to say anything, Jason cleared his throat. “I’ll look into it. Jessica will have my head if anything happens to Diego,” he said as he turned to leave.
“Morgan,” Lorenzo said, stopping Jason at the door.
Letting out a breath, Jason turned back to Lorenzo.
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