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Once Leticia led Michael from the room Elizabeth looked over at Luke as though he had lost his mind. You want me to be...

Bait. Luke supplied as he nodded.

Bait for what? Feeling the hairs on the back of her neck rise Elizabeth was reminded of a conversation she had once had with Laura. It was how Laura would get this feeling whenever Luke was up to no good. Elizabeth had a pretty good idea she was having one of those feelings right at that moment.

Its more of a who than a what, Darlin. A boyish sparkle consumed his blue eyes as he rubbed his hands together, clearly pleased by whatever plan he had formed in his head.

Okay who then? She was in trouble, Luke had her hook, line and sinker. She already knew she wouldnt be able to say no to Luke. Not when he looked like a little boy on Christmas morning.

Well you see theres these two over grown flying monkeys that I need to get past. Walking over to the couch Luke sat down as Elizabeth waited for him to continue. And you my beautiful, caring, and gutsy young woman are just the person to distract them.

Luke you already had me after staring role. You dont need to flatter me now. Blushing anyways, she tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. Just tell me what needs to be done.

A loud knock at her door interrupted Luke before he could get down to the nitty gritty. Suddenly the door flew open as Scott came charging through. Stop whatever youre doing Luke.

Why Scott you disappoint me pal, I wasnt doing anything but admiring Lizs new shoebox. Spreading his arms out in innocence Luke grinned at Scotts flushed face. See this here is why we dont play with you very often. Youre absolutely no fun.

Yeah well at least I dont involve innocent children into my plots and schemes. Scott shot back as he put a hand on each of Elizabeth's shoulders. Whatever hes trying to talk you into just say no. Its really easy so here watch me. Turning back to Luke he started his old adversary in the eye. No.

Turning back to Elizabeth's amused face Scott gave her shoulders a soft squeeze. Your turn, just look at him and say no.

Biting her lower lip, she really tried hard not to laugh. I really want to help.

Close. Scott nodded as though he really wasnt really listening. But its just one word. No.

Oh leave her alone. Lizzie here is great at this kind of thing and she wont even have to die this time around. Besides you shouldve seen the way she handled old Hells Bells Cassadine. Im telling you the girl has the gift. So Nancy Regan if youre done Im sure Leticia wont mind stirring you up a yummy glass of Metamucil. Prying Elizabeth away from Scotts hold, Luke turned her around.

The plan is simple, fool proof really.

Those words coming out of your mouth only spell doom! Pivoting on his heal, Scott glared over at Roy who had so far remained silent. Do something before your pal over here corrupts yet another innocent young woman.

Luke perhaps Scott has a point. Using a tone he hoped would get through to the land of insanity Luke had taken up residency in, Roy gave his friend a steady stare.

Yeah on his head. Luke sneered.

Ignoring the barb without a beat, Roy pushed on. Getting Elizabeth involved might not be the best idea.

No I want to help. Speaking up for herself, Elizabeth couldnt explain it but she really wanted to be a part of whatever Luke and the other two men where up to. I mean its not like Im really doing anything right now.

Seeing that the young woman in front of him had already been sucked in by Lukes charm, Roy felt it was his responsibility to let her know exactly what she was getting herself involved with. I dont know how much Luke has told you about whats going on. Pausing for her to answer, Roy watched as she began to nibble on her lower lip.

Well not much really. Sending Luke an exasperated look Roy shook his head and wondered how even at an older age Luke was still able to charm the ladies into getting stuck in one of his schemes.

I was about to tell her until he came charging in here. Waving a hand in disgust over at Scott, Luke sulked and sat down on the couch.

Elizabeth Im sure that I dont need to tell you that what Im about to tell you is confidential. With Carly having come back, it leaves us with a dead body and a false DNA test.

I was wondering about that. Elizabeth nodded. Who do you think is behind it? Watching the three men exchange glances Liz rolled her eyes. Oh come on. Even I have my suspicions. If you want me to be a part of this I dont want to be kept in the dark about anything.

Who do you think is behind it? Luke was watching Elizabeth carefully, waiting for her reply. He knew the girl was one smart cookie. No one elsesaw it, but he did. She may look like a sweet little church girl, all smiles and blushes. But he knew there was another side to his adopted daughter that she very rarely let out to play. She could be tuff when the time called for it, and when her head wasnt in the clouds her street smarts gave his a run for his money.

Well Im probably wrong. Feeling a little uncomfortable with the way they were watching her, Elizabeth pushed down the nervous butterflies in her stomach. She didnt want to ruin this, whatever this was. It was the first time in a long time she wasnt being treated like some charity case and it felt good, she felt needed. I was thinking who would've benefited most from Carlys death and theres only one person I could really think of...AJ.

Bolting to his feet Luke pointed a finger in Elizabeths direction, a huge grin from ear to ear. See I told you she has the gift.

Well that was very Nancy Drew of her, but I think that most of the town has already started to connect those dots. Scott argued.

BUT! Elizabeth went on. Then I started to recall everything I knew about AJ. Having been friends with Emily, Ive been able to see AJ in some of his not so bright moments. Hes not smart enough to do this, but the person who controls him is.

The three men who were getting ready to argue all stopped and turned her way. Come again Sweetheart? Lukes forehead creased as he stood staring at her.

Im not sure if you all have noticed but AJs not the sharpest knife in the drawer. Really getting into having the attention on her, Elizabeth eyes began to sparkle.

You all have issues with AJ. So this has tainted your outlook on this. I on the other hand really have no history with him, except that hes Emily and Jasons brother. Pausing she watched as three numb nods in unison as the guys listened.

I also know its Edward Quartermaine that leads AJ by the hand. She concluded.

Boy shes good. Luke let out a deep breath. And here I was really wanting to go after AJ.

Oh Im not saying that he didnt know. Seeing Lukes disappointment Elizabeth soothed his hurt feelings.

Well one Quartermaine is just as good as another I guess and if AJ was involved... Luke paused as he went over everything again in his mind.

See this is why we shouldnt drag her into this. Scott pointed out. AJ is one thing, but Edward hes a totally different game. The man may be ready for geriatrics, but hes still a crafty SOB.

No Im in this. Elizabeths eyes took on a glint of determination. Besides who else are you going to use for bait?

~~~*~~~

Feeling his blood run cold through his veins, Jason hugged Michael back and set the boy on the ground. Michael what do you mean your Uncle Luke wants to use Elizabeth as bait?

With a careless shrug of his shoulders the redhead didnt understand why his Uncle Jason looked so serious. I dont know. He asked her if she wanted to be part of an adventure and told her shed be bait. His small face scrunched up as he thought for a moment. I dont know that Elizabeth liked to fish.

If he hadnt been so worried about Elizabeth he may have found Michaels observation funny. But he knew Spencer and his haywire plans and it only meant trouble for the girl that had haunted his mind over the last year.

With a forced smile, Jason led Michael over to the couch. I dont think she does either. Did your Uncle Luke say anything else?

Nope. But Grandma said that Elizabeth had to start her life over again.

Okay heres the plan. A wicked and terrifying gleam housed itself in Lukes eyes, almost glowing with promise that everyone was in for a long bumpy ride. Standing outside in the early spring sun, a slight breeze wrapped around the four bodies that were huddled together.

It had taken Roy and Scott a little longer than they had expected, seeing that Laura was strong on the scent that there was something amiss going on. She had asked several questions, all aimed at Scott that Roy had been able to answer in the best way he knew how. Cryptic and evasively.

Liz, her arms wrapped tight around her shivering body as she tried to fight off the slight chill in the air, struggled to concentrate on what Luke had to say. Only since she and Luke had met the other two men on the corner of third and Pier Street, she couldnt get rid of that nagging sensation that she was being watched.

Not just noticed, like hey I see you there, but scrutinized like she were under a microscope kind of watched. Call it her form of Spider senses, that tingly feeling that turned into an annoying buzz inside her head, her skin starting to feel too tight, that every move she made every facial expression that passed her face she was being analyzed. It was a feeling she could do without.

You see that red pick-up truck parked over there. Pointing in the general direction, three sets of eyes looked up. The one that looks as though it should have a Rebel flag and a gun rack in the back.

Scanning the street, her focus shot, Liz let her eyes wander around the rundown neighborhood, searing for the source of her discomfort. Too bad there werent any large signs that said peeping Tom here with a big X marking the spot.

Sweetie you arent gonna find any old jalopies up on the roofs. Stepping behind her, Luke put a hand on each shoulder and turned her in the direction he had been pointing to. There see it?

Yeah. Sucking her lower lip between her teeth she nodded.

Real Hot Rod isnt it? Something in her voice caught his attention. Turning her to face him he studied her face for a moment. Lizzie honey is there something wrong? Youre not having second thoughts are you?

Thank the Lord! I knew you were a smart girl. Scott beamed as he rocked back and forth on the balls of his feet.

No! I already told you that Im in. I just have this creepy feeling like Im being watched. Shaking her head, Liz looked over her shoulder again. Do you guys get the feeling that were being watched?

Looking over her shoulder again, Liz missed the look the three men were exchanging.

Roys head shot up as he started to scan the area. Taking a few steps away from the small group, he slowly circled. His eyes searching their surroundings. I dont see anything.


That feeling youre having is what called a guilt complex. Youre doing something that you know is wrong and your instincts are warning you against it. Scott commented dryly. Trust me, I represent a lot of people that get that feeling and in the end wished that they had listened to it.

Will you shut up? If you dont want to be here then just leave. Clearly having met his pain threshold of having Scott in his personal space, Luke cast a glare at the other man. You whine like a girl. Turning to Liz he looked down at her apologetically. No offense.

None taken. Responding back, a smile tugged at Lizs lips.

Naw Im sticking around so when this plan falls through I can stand here and tell you I told you so. Even if its from the next jail cell over. Shoving his hands into his pockets, Scott snapped his mouth shut.

The plan? Roy asked almost afraid. He also was getting the feeling they were being watched. But unlike Liz he had a strong feeling that he knew who was keeping an eye on them. Trying to be discreet he cast another look around to see if he could pick up on anything. Thats when he say it. A blue Buick halfway up the block. It was a slight reflection that had caught his eye. Someone was watching them.

Oh yes the plan. A fire leapt back into Lukes eyes. Reaching into his pocket he pulled out Lauras key chain.

~~~*~~~

Damn I wish I knew what they were saying. Lowering his binoculars, Johnny shoved a chip in his mouth.

Does it matter what theyre saying? A low growl slipped through Jasons lips as he watched Elizabeth wrap her arms around her shivering body. What in the hell was she thinking dressing like that anyway? It wasnt warm enough out to show that much skin. Not that she wasnt breathtaking, he knew without a doubt that she had taken his away the minute he laid his eyes on her. Spencers involved so its no good.

Snorting softly Johnny popped another chip in his mouth and brought the binoculars back up to his eyes. So what do you think theyre up too?

Im betting that this has something to do with the DNA scam and the dead body that was supposed to be Carly. A soft breeze lifted the back of Lizs dress, bringing it up a few inches as it danced in the wind.

Ahh. Johnny said nodding. Do you think they have something?

I dont know. But if they do its guaranteed that whatever Luke has planned will ruin whatever lead they have. Shaking his head his mouth set in a grim line, he watched as Scott and Luke started arguing again.

So how does Miss Webber fit into all this?

She doesnt. Thats the problem. Luke wants to use her as bait. Trying to keep a professional attitude, detaching him from any emotional involvement, Jason kept his tone level his face blank. Where he could control his outside appearance he was having a devil of a time controlling the volcanic eruption going on inside.

After a year away he truly believed that he would have been able to come back and control himself where Elizabeth was concerned. Not that he planned on avoiding her or ignoring the feelings that refused to die, just be able to separate his feelings for her from his business life.

When hed been here last hed let his life get spin of control. His every action and mood revolved around how he and her were getting along at the time. Making some very poor decisions based on those emotions. No this time he had told himself that he would keep those two parts of his life separate. But here he was with Johnny, his first day back and the two worlds were already bleeding into one another.

He had known through Sonny that Liz and Lucky were a thing of the past. That the two were on the outs and neither were interested in fixing whatever problems were keeping them apart. He had felt a little guilty the way his heart soared when he heard about the wedding being called off. Knowing the pain that Elizabeth must have gone through. He really wished that he couldve been there so she had someone to talk to, to vent out the anger and frustration he knew had to of been swarming inside her.

He loved her, that much he knew without question. There couldnt be any other name for the feelings he had lived with for the last year. Most of the time he just hurt, feeling as though a limb had been torn from his body. Sleep had become a joke. Because every time hed close his eyes all he could see was the look in her eyes the last time they saw one another after the fire.

Maybe if he hadnt seen love in glowing like a beacon, the past year would have been less painful. But he knew what he saw. It didnt mean that he understood it, or liked that she walked away from him, from the chance they had to be together. But he knew what he saw. Which meant that he might still have a chance to show her the lights, to give her freedom, to wake-up with her at his side.

Duck! Snapping out of his stupor, Jason slouched down in the seat. Ducking his head to the side. Damn. I think she knows theyre being watched. Muttering in his uncomfortable position, Johnny tried to squirm lower.

How? His brows knotting together, Jason peaked over the dashboard as Liz looked right in their direction.

I dont know. Womens intuition?

Waiting until the small group stopping looking around, Jason sat back up. Tell me again what you have on the Macintyres.

Nothing much. Alberta Macintyre has been arrested once for bad checks, that was back in 83. Her boys have had a few run ins with the law but nothing big. Reaching into the backseat, Johnny grabbed the file he had gotten from Benny. They moved here about a year ago from Queens. She works at the local A&P as a cashier. Her boys both work at Hanks garage.

Thats it? Taking the file from Johnnys hands, Jason glanced at the papers. Pinching the bridge of his nose, Jason shook his head at his bad luck.

@#%$ shes looking this way again. Both sliding down in their seats they waited a moment before sitting up. Okay they have to know were here. Should we bail?

No. I dont care if they know were here. My only concern is Elizabeths safety.

~~~*~~~


You want me to WHAT? Liz looked down at the keys in her hand to the lunatic standing in front of her. Luke have you lost your mind?

Scott pushed at Lukes shoulder, his eyes wide in disbelief. I knew you were you were losing it Spencer you cant just ask her to--.

Now Sweetheart dont look at me like that. Ignoring Scott and his little tantrum, Luke looked directly into Lizs startled blue orbs and tried to calm her down. Im not telling you to go mock eighty into the side of the truck. Im just saying a little innocent fender bender. His face clearly showed that he didnt understand Lizs reluctance to the plan. Then when they come barreling down the front steps start up the ole water fountains and cry them a tale.

Yeah while they call the cops and I get arrested for driving without a license. Luke youre the one who tried to teach me to drive, remember? Does whiplash ring any bells? And lets not mention that I just recovered from a major car accident. Not really planning on reliving that fun filled day.

Shh. Covering her mouth with his hand Luke looked around to see if anyone was close enough to hear Lizs outburst. So you dont like the plan.

Shaking her head and glaring at Luke, the older man lowered his hand and shrugged. Okay plan B.

~~~*~~~

I never knew that Miss Webber had a temper. I mean I knew that shes a little stubborn...

Like a mule. Jason replied a little louder than he had intended.

But wow can you see the way shes going off on Spencer. We dont even need to hear her to know that shes ticked.

Hopefully ticked off enough for her to walk away from whatever Luke has planned. If possible his body tightened the second Luke put his hand over Lizs mouth. That son of a bitch. Reaching for the door handle blindly as he kept he eyes glued on the scene in front of him, he almost had the door open before Johnny grabbed his arm.

Whoa there. What do you think youre doing? I thought you said no interference. Relax, see he let her go. Keeping a hold of Jason, Johnny turned his attention back to the group. Alls good.

Reluctantly Jason let go of the handle. He touches her again...

I know waterfront property.

~~~*~~~

Let me guess plan B consists of me setting myself on fire and running up and down the street. Sarcasm dripping from her words as Liz tipped her head to the side. Or is that plan C?

Did I ever tell you that I like this girl? Grinning ear to ear, Scott looked as though the weight of the world had just been lifted off his shoulders.

Luke pouted and snapped at Scott. What are you smiling about?

I know everything will be fine now that shes shown to have some common sense. Youre losing your touch with woman.

Ignoring the men Liz looked off into the distance and thought for a moment. We just need a way to get Albertas sons out of the apartment so you can get in there to talk to her right?

Roy was the first to respond, hoping that Liz could come up with something a little saner than ramming Lauras car into a pick-up truck. Right, just long enough to get a few questions answered.

Fine. Luke can I have your pocketknife? Waiting for Luke to oblige, Liz kept her hand out palm side up.

Why?

Do you trust me?

Giving her a hurtful look, Luke reached into his back pocket and handed her his knife. Well sure I do Darlin.

Good. Now whats their apartment number? This time all three men exchanged unsure glances. Rising her right brow an inch, Luke relented. 117.

Give me a couple minutes and you should be golden. With Lauras keys in one hand and the knife in the other, Liz prayed that she knew what she was doing.

I think I can. I think I can. I think I can. Chanting silently inside her head, Liz stopped in front of her destination and took a deep breath. Shaking out her limbs and rolling her head from side to side, she closed her eyes and told herself to get a grip.

Darn it Webber pull yourself together. Stop being such a ninny and just knock of the freaking door all ready. With a determined nod, she wiped her sweaty palms on the skirt of her dress before raising a shaky hand.

Her arm fell back to her side, and with a disgusted groan, tilted back her head. She was being stupid. The McIntyre's were nothing compared to the trauma she had faced in her relatively short life. Not only had she survived being raped, the fire and Helena Cassidine. But she was well acquainted with Sonny Corinthos and Jason Morgan.

Jason. God if he could see her now. A small smile spread across her overly glossed lips. Hed probably give her that look. The one where he thought he had all his thoughts hidden from sight. But his eyes always gave him away, well at least to her they did. Hed be upset. No hed be highly agitated that she was purposely putting herself in danger.

Not that hed say anything. Well at first anyways. Hed stand back. Grinding his teeth, his body tense, until he couldnt take it anymore. Then hed jump to action. Telling her to go back to the studio while he took care of the problem. Not that she ever listened to him.

Looking again at the door, then down at the dress she was wearing. The smile on her lips faded. Perhaps it was a good thing that he wasnt here. Because she really didnt think Jason would find any humor in the situation.

~~~*~~~

Glaring at Johnnys fingers drumming against the steering wheel. Jason pinched the bridge of his nose. I swear Im going to break your fingers if you dont stop that.

Jesus youre a freaking grouch. Muttering under his breath, Johnny checked his watch. How long has she been in there?

Three minutes and twenty-four seconds. Answering without a second thought, Jason looked up and kept his eyes glued to the entrance of the building.

How long are we giving her?

One minute and thirty-six seconds more.

So you gonna just bust in there?

Actually I was giving your idea some thought. Just throwing her over my shoulder, take her somewhere and try to talk a little sense into her. There was no trace of joking in his voice. Johnny nodded. Its a sound plan.

Are the others ready? Pulling his gun out of the glove box he checked the clip and switched the safety off.

Looking in the rearview mirror, Johnny grunted. Right around the corner.

Good. She has forty seconds. The car fell silent.

~~~*~~~

Okay Spencer Im through with this. Scotty slammed his fist in his hand. His eyes blazing. To tell you the truth I kinda like Elizabeth. Shes sweet, kind and had enough brains not to marry your son. She shouldnt be involved in something like this. His eyes flickered to the right, over to the car that was parked down the block. Plus I might be selfish when I say this but I also really, really like my life. Jason isnt going to look too kindly on how were using her.

Jason-Smashon. Luke shrugged his shoulder and looked directly at the blue Buick. Lifting up a hand and waving, he waited until he knew hed been noticed.

Damnit Luke will you cut it out. Grabbing his friends arm, Roy cursed under his breath with the driver stuck his middle finger out of the sunroof. See are you happy now?

Luke wanted to say yes, but checking his watch again he fidgeted. Shes been in there for almost five minutes. What in the hell is she doing? Having tea and crumpets?

Crap hes getting out of the car. Rubbing the back of his neck and quickly looking down at his feet, Scottys face started to turn beet red. Crap...Crap...Crap.

Luke this isnt good. Roy shook his head. The sound of squealing wheels brought their heads up, looking down the street they watched as another car screeched around the corner, only to double park next to Lauras car. He called back up.

Letting out a disgusted growl, Luke ran a hand over his stubbly hair cut. Hes ruining everything!

No. Hes not willing to let Elizabeth put her life in danger. Sonnys voice came from behind them.

~~~*~~~

She couldnt believe she had gone through with it. No she couldnt believe the two guys who were following her, staring at her butt had fallen for the line of crap she had given them. Amazing what a few tears could get you. No wonder Sarah had men falling at her feet at a few calculated sniffles.

I really do appreciate you two helping me. Looking over her shoulder, Liz tried not to think about just how huge the two men were. No not just huge, but gigantic. Both were at least two feet taller than she was. Im such an idiot when it comes to cars.

Well Im sure you make up for it in other areas. Trying not to hurl on the mans shoes, Liz gave him a fake smile and turned her head before he saw her rolling her eyes. Boy didnt she just meet the classiest men in Port Charles. It was a wonder they were both single.

Thats...sweet. Feeling that she had to say something, she reached for the door handle, anxious to get outside. But before she could yank the door open, one of the men brushed her aside and made a real show of opening the door for her. Arent you just the gentleman? His cocky smile wanted to make her laugh, but somehow she found the strength to contain herself.

With one huge man in front of her, the other uncomfortably close behind, Lizs view was slightly blocked as she went down the first step. What the...? Not stopping in time, Liz ran into the first man. Almost lost her balance as she cursed the three-inch heels she was wearing.

Barely grabbing onto the railing and saving herself a painful fall down the steps, Liz looked up to see what had stopped Mount Saint Helen. Feeling her stomach fall, she counted the suited men standing around Lauras car. Recognizing several of them.

Friends of your honey? The man behind her asked coldly, placing a hand on her shoulder. The simple action had the men on the street pulling out their weapons and pointing them in their direction.

If you wouldnt mind getting your hands off my little sister, I wont ruin your face by putting a bullet through your forehead. Johnny took a few steps away from the rest of the men, his gun unwavering.

The pressure on her shoulder released automatically, as she felt the man take several steps away from her. I dont want any problems here. I was just helping...really.

Elizabeth, come down here. Francis called out. Letting out a groan, Lizs eyes flickered over to where Luke and the others were supposed to be standing and felt sick when she spotted Sonny. Taking a step around the man in front of her she made her way to the bottom step, only to see a flash of motion out of the corner of her eye.

Jason.

Jason Morgan walked with a determined stride to where she was standing, his eyes glued to the men behind her. Take a good look at her. Growling harshly, Jason reached over and wrapped his hand gently around her wrist. If I ever see either of you so much as look at her again you will answer to me. Do I make myself clear? Both men gulped and nodded quickly. Good.

Turning his attention to her, his eyes were blazing. Elizabeth... Clapping his mouth shut, he took a few breaths. There were several things he wanted to say to her at that moment. Things that in the heat of the moment were better left unsaid.

Jason I can explain. His eyes narrowed into slits. I mean... Johnny cleared his throat from a few feet away and shook his head in warning. Instead of taking the guards advice, she felt anger start to bubble inside her. Besides what are you doing here? No better yet, how long have you been here?

He was seeing red. From far away he hadnt thought her outfit was appropriate. But up close, with the chilly breeze whipping up the street he could clearly see her hardened nipples teasing him through the flimsy fabric...

Get in the car. Grinding his jaw to the point he thought it was going to crack, Jason kept a firm hold of her arm and led her to the Buick. As soon as they were out of earshot he slowed until they were walking side by side. What in the hell do you think youre doing? Casting another look over his shoulder at the two large men glaring at Lizs back, he was tempted to tell the men to have some fun just for the hell of it.

I was helping a friend. The words only angered him more. Well hello to you too. Youre gone for a year and this is the greeting I get. She knew hed come home someday. But out of all the ways she imagined their first meeting to be, this one didnt even make the top one thousand list.

Its odd really. Mumbling to herself out loud, Elizabeth crossed her arms across her chest, only to find Jasons ridiculously large jacket in the way. I dont remember you being so pushy.

Glaring at her reflection through the rearview mirror, Jason didnt trust himself to turn around, afraid he would find his fingers wrapped around her throat. Do you have any idea what couldve happened to you in a neighborhood like this?

Be abducted and held hostage against my will in the back of a blue Buick? Sarcasm dripped from the words. Its not like I was alone. With Luke, Roy and Scott keeping an eye on me, what couldve gone wrong? Rolling her eyes, Elizabeth tried the door handle and wasnt too terribly surprised when it wouldnt work. I was fine. Its not like those guys know who I am. Theres nothing connecting to the false DNA scam-.

Which was why you shouldve stayed out of it.

But I wanted to help. Not even the muscle ticking on the side of his neck was going to detour her. She was sick and tired of people telling her what to do, and how to do it. Apparently shed become a four year old with out realizing it. But not Jason. He was the only person who let her be what she wanted to. And now he shows up, after making himself conveniently absent and bullying her around.

Consider this an intervention. Keeping his gaze straight ahead to where Johnny was pushing one of the large men who had followed Elizabeth out of the rundown building, Jason gritted his teeth and ignored the nasty words directed at him from the back seat.

What in the hell had she been thinking? Combined, both men out weighed her by at least three hundred pounds, if not more. If anything had gone wrong, or if either one of the idiots had figured out shed been messing with them . . . It was better not to think about. Nothing happened and he was going to ensure nothing did.

Intervention? Why that . . . What are you going to do? You cant keep me from helping Luke if I want to. Im not some little girl who needs to ask Daddy for his permission. Kicking the back of Jasons seat with her foot, Elizabeth swallowed anything else she was wanting to say. Even from the back seat she could tell hed already thrown up the wall he was so famous for. That impregnable, glacial wall Jason erected whenever he wanted to keep the world out.

Or in this case, a very pissed off - aggravated female he wanted to tune out.

It frustrated her to no end, knowing she was at his mercy and to make matters worse, it looked like she was going to be given the special silent treatment. One of Jason Morgans deadliest and most annoying weapons.

Jerk.

Figures his homecoming would be ruined. Not that shed known he was coming home. That wouldve required a phone call. Or perhaps a letter. The postcards were nice, even the words Thinking of you touched her, making her dark dreary days a little brighter. Out of all the ways shed dreamt of seeing Jason again, what hed look like - what theyd say, this wasnt quiet the reunion shed planned.

Him, being a mean, pushy jackass.

Her favorite Jason coming home dream had to do with him, her and a long fast ride . . . on the back of his motorcycle. Theyd talk all night as though nothing had changed, or at least like he hadnt been gone over the last year. Looking up at the stars as they bonded.

It definitely didnt include her being in the of one of Lukes wild capers . . . well . . . damn it, her dream had been more personal, you know one-on-one, private. Not so mob in action, you better find cover, shoved in the back of a car and getting lectured.

But here he was, and they were already at odds.

Those guys wont be helping any stranded females for awhile. Getting into the drivers seat, Johnny took one look at Jasons stony expression and kept the rest of his commentary to himself. Sonnys taking Spencer back to his penthouse, wants you to meet him there.

Wasting no time, especially with Jasons current mood, Johnny pulled the car away from the curb and headed north on Broadway. They drove for five minutes in silence before Elizabeth spoke up.

I live the other way. Frowning at the back of the mens heads, Elizabeths mouth pinched into a frown when no one acknowledged her. Excuse me? Leaning forward in her seat, Elizabeth spoke directly to Johnny. I want to go home.

But like a good little puppy, Johnny looked over at Jason for direction.

Elizabeths coming with us.Jason drawled.

No, actually Im not. Elizabeth forced out between clenched teeth. Johnny apparently Jason cant hear me. Will you tell him I have no interest in being dragged along. I want to go back to my apartment. Which is the other way.

Johnny shook his head, the corner of his mouth ticked. No. You tell him.

Why are you two making this out to be some huge thing? All I was doing was getting those guys out of the way so Luke and Roy could talk to their Mother.

Twisting to look at her, Jason snapped. They had you dress in a scrap of material and endangered your safety.

Hey! Theres nothing wrong with this dress! Outraged, Elizabeth clenched her fists in her lap as fire danced in her eyes.

Then you might want to know that the material doesnt hide much. Though his words were blandly spoken, the tension in the car increased.

Ducking her head down and moving the jacket aside, Elizabeths cheeks inflamed. Apparently this was why there was a matching sweater that went along with the outfit. Dear Lord, what had she been thinking by not wearing a bra?

Had Jason seen . . . ?Oh God how mortifying.

Opening her mouth only to snap it shut again, her heart shaped lips formed into a pout. It was the pout that did him in. He could deal with the anger snapping in her eyes. Elizabeth couldnt stay angry long at anyone. But hurt feelings. Shed had enough of those in her short life, and he wasnt going to be responsible for more.

Until we know whats going on, your not going home. Jason leaned his head back against the headrest. Elizabeth if the McIntyres are involved and feel someones on to them, they might come after you.

They wouldnt have known anything was off if you and your posse hadnt shown up. I was only there to lure them out.

Good job. Johnny mumbled under his breath, as he braked for a red light.

Ignoring the man behind the wheel, Jason reminded himself to watch his words, or he might find himself actually owning her an apology. You put yourself in a position that couldve gotten you hurt. Those two punks werent exactly the type to help without some sort of repayment.

Her eyebrows shot straight up. Excuse me?

Children, do I need to pull over? Johnnys joke fell flat.

Jasons eyes swung in the guards direction. Johnny, want to be unemployed?


~~~*~~~

There you are darlin. Sitting in the center of Sonnys couch, his arms wide over the back, Luke Spencer looked as though he didnt have a worry in the world. You did a great job.

Elizabeth smiled at her partner in crime and was making her way to sit next to him, but Jason placed a hand on her shoulder.

Thought woody woodpecker here was going to grunt, scratch and take you back to his cave. Not effected by the dark scowl on Jasons face, Luke smiled big. Surprised you took the time to throw her over your shoulder like that bubba. Wouldnt it have been a whole lot easier just to grab a handful of hair and drag her back to the car?

Okay, okay. Sonny held up a hand to stop any further remarks. This is not helping.

Well, technically none of your interference helped. Lukes dry comment slid off his tongue. The plan consisted of me getting inside the building and talking to Ma.

And you couldnt do that by not jeopardizing Elizabeth? The grip Jason had on Elizabeths shoulder tightened.

Touched to the point of irritation by Jasons need to keep her safe, and this time by not pushing her away, Elizabeth wanted to make sure Sonny knew where she stood. I wanted to help, its not like I had anything else to do.

Sonny watched Jasons usually guarded expression turn stormy and held up a hand again. Johnny why dont you take Elizabeth up to the guest room?

Why cant I just go home? Brows knitted, Elizabeth wasnt thrilled with the answer.

Until we know exactly whats going on, Id feel better keeping you close. Flashing her those deadly dimples, Elizabeth knew this was Sonnys way of letting her know the conversation was over. First Jason and now Sonny. There was no need in pushing the matter. Because the next step was having a guard attached to her hip.

Get one of the guys to go out and get her a change of clothes. Jason kept his eyes trained on Lukes mocking smile and tried to keep them there as Elizabeth stomped up the stairs, missing the way her face exploded in color.

Waiting until Johnny came back down, Sonny turned his gaze on Luke. I thought we were friends Spencer?

Tilting his head to the side, Luke genuinely stumped. Of course we are. Youre saddled with that niece of mine. Sweet girl. Where is she by the way?

Out. Seeing where Luke was heading and wanting to steer him back on course, Sonny kept an eye on Jason who was pacing like a caged cat.

Well there was one thing for sure, Jasons homecoming was anything but boring. Hell, when hed gotten the call that Jason was on his way home, hed wondered just how long it would take before things heated up again between his friend and Elizabeth Webber. Friends his ass, no two healthy human beings, who had that much chemistry - could remain friends. It was an impossibility.

And it was rather entertaining, standing on the sideline watching as Jason started to unravel.

It was about time Jason Morgan got himself a life. And maybe hed take a page from Spencers book and use Elizabeth as Bait.

Elizabeth Webber was not a happy camper.

Being left alone, in an almost empty apartment for the last four days would do that to a person. She went from feeling giddy over having a chance to reconnect with Jason. To being upset that Jason had just left the next morning with only a short note. Then there was the brief moment where she was mad at herself for apparently reading more into the situation than there was. Until finally settling into being down right pissed off at Jason, who seemed to have forgotten hed asked her to stay the week.

If it werent for the note hed left her on the coffee table the first morning, Elizabeth mightve wondered if shed misunderstood him when hed asked her to stay. But having read the words on the paper a few hundred times, she knew she wasnt completely insane.

Hed said hed be gone a day or two. That he was looking into something. To feel free to give one of the guys a list of things shed need, clothes, food, whatever. When the first day bled into the next and he hadnt called to check in, Elizabeth felt a little hurt. On the second day she started to worry and was told by Francis that Jason was just fine. In fact, hed just got off the phone with Jason a couple of hours before.

Wasnt that just dandy.

By the third day she had a little speech rehearsed in her mind and waited on the couch most of the day, waiting for Jason to walk through the front door. But on the fourth day, she was absolutely disgusted with herself.

Feeling like a well-trained puppy, Elizabeth couldnt believe shed regressed back into the person she swore she never again wanted to be. It was annoying it took four days to figure it out, but as she took one last look around the bedroom shed been using for any stray items she mightve forgotten, Elizabeth knew she couldnt stay here another night and respect herself in the morning.

She knew when she wasnt wanted. Hoisting the strap of her overnight bag shed made Max pack for her, Elizabeth barely made it to the stairs when she heard the front door open and shut downstairs.

Figures. Muttering under her breath, Elizabeth held her head high as she descended the stairs. Going over the conversation shed been practicing in her head, Elizabeth was prepared to rip into Mr. Morgan. To shove him on his ass. Make him realize she wasnt the sweet, stupid twit whod tolerate being set to the side.

Instead she came face to face with Carly.

What are you doing here? Preparing herself for one of Carlys famous stinging replies, Elizabeth was in amazement when she opened her mouth, only to shut it tight. A hundred different emotions flickered in the blondes eyes before she took a deep breath.

Michael said you where there for him when everyone thought I was . . . Clearing her throat and wrapping her arms across her chest, she looked down at the floor before looking up again. I cant say Ill ever be your friend, or that after this conversation Ill be pleasant to be around, but what you did means a lot to me.

Well at least you know how to be honest. Muttering under her breath, Elizabeth took the last few steps before dumping her bag onto the ground. I like Michael. Hes a good kid.

Well now that I have that off my chest Im going to leave now and purge myself of this need to be nice to you. Though her tone was the same condescending, Elizabeth was taken back by the almost soft look in the blondes eyes. Apparently a near death experience had somehow altered the wicked bitch of the east.

No need. Picking up her bag again, Elizabeth adjusted the strap over her shoulder. I was just on my way out.

Carly lifted a brow. I thought Jason wanted you to stay here until he and Sonny figured out who was behind swapping my DNA with that other womans.

Change of plans. Making her way around Carly, Elizabeth sighed when the other woman sidestepped and blocked her way again.

Whos? Yours or Jasons? Reaching out and taking hold of her bag, Carly tugged until Elizabeth stopped.

Does it matter? Contemplating whether it was worth the trouble in freeing herself from Carlys grasp, Elizabeth sighed in defeat. I thought you wanted me out of here.

Oh I do. Snorting, Carly said. But Jason wants you to stay here. I may not understand his need to punish himself, but I cant let you just walk out the door when hes not here.

Staring at the woman who made it her lifes pursuit to make her life hell, Elizabeth had to hold back the need to let out an exasperated laugh. Theres the Carly I know. Let me get this straight. I want to leave. Something you want more than anything else in the world. But you wont let me because I dont have Jasons permission?

Actually I want this cute little Jaguar I saw the other day more, but yeah something like that.

Youre doing this just to piss me off arent you. Tossing her packed bag onto the couch. Elizabeth wanted nothing more than to inflict pain on Sonnys wife.

Nice mouth. Tilting her head to the side, Carly clucked her tongue. But really, just for a moment could you get over yourself and step out side the world that revolves around Little Princess purity to the real world everyone else lives in. If you leave then Jason will find out. Which means hell come flying back here to pat you on your head and make sure everything is peachy in your world again. I want to find out who has it out for me bad enough to try and prove I was dead.

Ahh. Nodding her head in understanding, Elizabeth laughed under her breath. I should have known. Its all about you . . . Again. As long as Jason is lapping at youre heals your in hog heaven. So that means, you need to suck it up and deal with my existence.

Carly stopped in mid-replay and a sly smile graced her lips. Wow. Im impressed.

Hows that?

I had you pegged all wrong. Here I thought you were some farm fresh Pollyanna sent to earth to spread you goodwill and cheer. Instead theres a raging little she bitch presiding inside you. Her smile widening, Carly shook her head. Kudos on fooling everyone in this simpleton town.

Watch it Carly that was a compliment. Placing both hands on her hips, Elizabeth smiled back. Next thing youll be inviting me over for a tupperware party and well be wearing matching outfits.

With a shiver of disgust, Carly looked ill. Not likely.

So now that we have that out of our system will you please step aside so I can leave.

Nope. Looking extremely pleased with herself, Carly stared down at her nails in utter boredom. But feel free to unpack and bunk down. I have a sick feeling youll be here for a while.

I really hate you. Grabbing her bag, Elizabeth thought about swinging it into Carlys smug face.

Love you too princess.


~~~~*~~~~

Ah Jase? Knocking on the flimsy hotel door, Johnny stepped inside. You got a problem.

Looking up from the report hed received a few hours ago from Benny, Jason rubbed the back of his neck. Trying to ease some of the tension that had been building for the last few days. What?

Carly was seen entering your Penthouse thirty minutes ago. Where Johnnys tone was light, the constipated look on his face told Jason all he needed to know.

Are there any survivors?

Max didnt say.

Shoving the file away, Jason felt a feeling of dread in the pit of his stomach. Is Carly still there?

From the sounds of it. Looking uncomfortable, Johnny right eye twitched. Theres more.

Of course there is.

Well its not like Max was exactly eavesdropping, but . . .

The dread was growing. But what?

He wasnt for certain . . .

Damnit Johnny just spit it out.

It sounds like Miss Webber was about to leave when Carly showed up. And I dont mean for a stroll around the park.

Closing his eyes, Jason felt the tension mounting in his shoulders and neck. And now?

Well Maxed said Carly wouldnt let her leave.

Carly?

Yeah. Giving a short laugh that was quickly cut off by Jasons dark scowl, Johnny cleared his throat. Did Miss Webber say anything to you about leaving?

Feeling the tips of his ears burn, Jason tried to smoother the guilty feeling hed been trying to ignore for days now. He was on a job and he couldnt afford to get distracted. Not when so many people were counting on him to get to the bottom of this. The quicker he worked, the sooner hed be able to get back to Port Charles and be alone with Elizabeth.

I havent spoken to her.

Johnny froze and stared at him. A look that was split between amusement, and disgust pasted on his face. Christ you aint kidding.

No.

Jesus Closing his eyes, Johnny groaned as though in pain, Please tell me youve lying.

Why would I? Not liking the way Johnny was making him feel, Jason glowered back at the guard.

Shes gonna chop your balls off. Sitting down on the edge of the bed, Johnny put his head into his hands. If youre lucky shell show an ounce of mercy and kill you first.

What are you talking about?

Jason I know youre not Romeo in the romance department, but I never imagined youd be such a complete idiot.

If you want to have your jaw wired shut keep talking. Aggravated, Jason scowl deepened.

Looking as though he were going to take Jason at his word, Johnny kept quite for almost a full minute. Jason if you want to keep Miss Webber, you cant shut her out like this.

Like what? Rolling his eyes, Jason looked puzzled. Were on a job.

Yeah. And I still call my Mom. Let her know Im thinking about her and all that crap. Standing up Johnny took a moment. Jason you do want something with Miss Webber, right?

Not answering right away, Jason couldnt remember a time when he didnt want Elizabeth. In his life. By his side. Next to him every night. But it wasnt something he was comfortable talking to Johnny about. Yeah.

Listen to me then. Johnny said. You need to call her. You dont have to tell her what were up to. Or even where youre at. But you cant lock her up, leave then expect her to be there eager for your return. Unfortunately women arent made that way.

Thinking about Elizabeth sitting alone in the penthouse, with no one to talk to and nothing to do, Jason let out a groan. Shes gonna kill me.

I could shoot you and you could tell her you were hurt.

Looking at the phone on the table next to the lumpy hotel bed, Jason swallowed down the lump of disgust in his throat. If Johnny was right and Elizabeth was already pissed off at him for not calling, he couldnt imagine what shed be like after thirty minutes alone with Carly.