Journey Online

Title: Destiny
Author: Angelic gurl
Feedback: angelic_gurl9@hotmail.com (I love feedback!)
Rating: PG
Category: Long/WIP
Type: Romance/Angst
Summary: What if Courtney and Jason had a history neither could forget, no matter how hard they try.

Courtney smiled at the flight attendant, taking the soft drink from her hand. Sighing, the blonde-haired woman leaned back in her chair, observing the clouds that lay just below the plane window. Glancing beside her, she noticed the brown-haired woman staring down at her hand, transfixed.

“That diamonds huge” The stranger finally spoke, pointing towards the large diamond resting on Courtney’s finger.

“I just got it last night” Courtney responded, playing with the band to see the diamond sparkle in the light.

“What’s his name?”

“Kevin” Courtney replied, a smile gracing her lips as she thought of the handsome fiancée waiting for her in Los Angeles.

“Tell me everything” The woman squealed, turning her body towards Courtney. The blonde chuckled, her smile growing slightly as she remembered the extravagant proposal.

“He took me to Tiffany’s and let me choose any ring I wanted” Courtney whispered watching the brunette pale slightly, almost fainting in surprise.

“That’s got to be some guy, but tell me why you are on a plane to Port Charles with such an awesome guy back in L.A.?” The woman asked raising an eyebrow, watching the blonde before her tense visibly.

“I have some loose ends to tie up” Courtney replied turning away from the brunette, towards the window again, in hopes of ending the conversation.

“We are making our descent into Port Charles, please buckle your seat belts”

Courtney stepped off the elevator, avoiding the rush of memories that hit when she entered the familiar hall. Glancing upwards, she smiled widely at Max, who stood dutifully at his post, as if two years had not past.

“Mrs. Morgan” The guard stated in surprise, eyes sweeping over her figure to observe her new look. The blonde stood in a nee length black dress, high heels making her appear a few inches taller then she actually was. The only thing that had not changed, was her platinum blonde locks, that still flowed beyond her shoulders.

“I don’t go by that name anymore Max, haven’t for two years” Courtney stated, with a twinge of sadness. Holding her head up high, she brushed by Max; standing directly in front of the oak door she still held a key too. Hesitating, she raised her hand, knocking sharply. She listened intently, hearing footsteps echo against the floor, taking a deep breath to steady herself. The door swung open and Courtney felt her heart begin to pound, her resolve weakening, until she remembered the reason she came. Jason looked towards the woman in his doorway, a mix of surprise and joy on his features. It had been so long since he had talked to her, heard her voice, and seen her smile.

“Courtney” He reached out to touch her, watching as she placed a piece of fallen hair behind her ear, a diamond glinting in the light. Jason drew back, a cold mask overtaking his features, observing silently as Courtney realized her mistake, placing her hand back at her side. Drawing in a deep breath, she ran a hand through her hair trying to gage his reaction, only to be met by the hit man façade.

“I guess you know why I’ am here” Pausing Courtney walked further into the penthouse, looking into Jason’s eyes. “I want a divorce”

Jason walked towards the fireplace, resting his elbow on the mantle. Courtney glanced around the penthouse, noticing how little it had changed. The same brown leather couch and glass coffee table lay in the same positions. The pool table stood in the pathway towards the kitchen. Courtney smiled, remembering all the times she had bumped into it, in the middle of the night.

“What’s his name?” Jason inquired, pulling Courtney from her reverie. Shaking her head, the blonde placed her bag down on the glass coffee table.

“It’s not important”

“I deserve to know” Jason’s defensive response startled Courtney, their gazes connecting.

“His name is Kevin”

Jason nodded absently, breaking their intense stare to look above her shoulder, hearing the door open.

“Mr. Morgan, You are supposed to go meet Tagliati at Carly’s club” Max stated, observing the tension between the couple.

“I know” Courtney replied, watching as Jason pulled on his leather coat, sparing a glance in her direction, before closing the door behind him.

“You always did” The blonde added quietly, taking in her silent surroundings.

Courtney exited the bathroom, choosing to shed her dress and heels, for a pair of hip huggers and a red sweater. Running a hand through her hair, the blonde contemplated walking across the hall. Running through all the excuses to explain to her family why she had left without a word two years ago. Glancing upwards towards the stairs, Courtney took a deep breath, trying to quell her curiosity. Climbing the wooden stairs, Courtney attempted to push away the memories. Reaching the upstairs hallway, she glanced towards the two open doorways, her eyes falling momentarily on the solid oak door that closed off the third room. Blinking back tears, the blonde walked away from the painful memory, choosing to go towards the bedroom she had shared with Jason. Leaning against the doorjamb, Courtney looked in upon the interior, which was burned into her memory. The king size bed sat, almost majestically, in the middle of the room, the bureau still standing in the corner of the room, where the small carpet ended. Smiling, Courtney turned to leave when the picture frame sitting on the nightstand caught her eye. Grasping the frame with shaky hands, she observed the silver outline, which decorated the wedding picture inside. Feeling the tears slowly slip down her cheeks, Courtney hurriedly brushed them away, putting the picture down to avoid recalling the happiest moment in her life.

Carly brushed away a few tears, her gaze lingering on the newly married couple in front of her. Courtney’s train swept lightly against the ground, as Jason twirled her around on the dance floor. The faint echo of the love ballad Courtney had chosen, echoing through the hall. Guests crowded the outskirts of the dace floor, abandoning their tables to get a better view of the ‘Morgan’s’. Pulling back, Courtney looked into Jason’s eyes, the outside world fading away.

“I love you too Mrs. Morgan” Jason tightened his arms around the blonde.

“I love that name, Courtney Morgan” He watched in amusement, her eyes sparkling as she said it.

“I thought it had a nice ring to it” Jason replied, earning a playful slap.

The song slowly faded. Carly walked onto the dance floor, now flooded with eager guests. Pulling the couple from the swarm of people, she smiled, leading them towards the halls’ entrance.

“I wanted to get a picture of you two outside” Pulling the door open, Carly observed in disappointment the falling rain. Courtney smiled, taking Jason’s hand in her own as they walked into the growing storm.

“You two are going to get soaked” Carly commented, from her safely dry position in the doorway.

“It’s ‘sorta symbolic don’t you think” Courtney whispered to Jason, the couple sharing a secretive smile. Jason stepped behind his wife, wrapping his arms around her waist, while resting his head on her shoulder. The Couple looked towards the camera, smiling.

Courtney looked back at the picture, seeing the way her blonde locks had dampened sticking to her face. Water droplets covering everything, like Carly had warned, they had gotten soaked. Sighing, Courtney rose from her place on the bed. Her eyes taking one last look around the room, before walking back into the hallway. The staircase lay ahead, the closed off room catching her attention once again, sadness growing in the pit of her stomach. Taking a few slow steps, the blonde paused in front of the heavy oak door. Breathing deeply, her hand gripped the doorknob turning it.

“Don’t do it Courtney, don’t open old wounds”

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“Don’t do it Courtney, don’t open old wounds”

Courtney turned to face the source of the voice, surprised by the brown-haired woman before her.

“Ya the one and only” Brenda shifted nervously under Courtney’s scrutinizing gaze.

“I thought you left town, after you and Jax broke up” Courtney commented, regretting her bluntness, when she saw the flash of sadness pass over Brenda’s features.

“I did, I live in Italy now, I came back for a visit” Brenda responded, her eyes darting around the hallway trying to avoid Courtney’s gaze.

“Why are you here?” Courtney inquired, looking Brenda directly in the eye, waiting for the truth.

“Ever since you left Jason I know he’s been going through a tough time, I came to see how he was”

“Well he is not here, you can wait downstairs if you want” Courtney suggested distractedly, turning back to the door in front of her. Brenda reached her side just as it opened, the brunette watched in silence as Courtney was overcome with memories.

The room hadn’t changed, the pale blue walls accented by the balloon wallpaper Courtney had chosen, still appearing new. Courtney walked further into the room, running a hand over the oak rocking chair that sat in the corner.

“We were supposed to have a boy” Courtney stated, glancing back at Brenda briefly before setting her eyes on the white crib, still piled high with stuffed animals. Picking up the stuffed tiger that lay on top, Courtney bit her lip to hold back a sudden rush of tears.

“Can I be alone?” Courtney requested her voice thick with emotion, turning her back on Brenda. Nodding silently, the brunette left the room, the soft click of her heels, signaling her exit. Sighing, Courtney clutched the stuffed animal tightly, her nails digging into its plush body. Sitting in the rocking chair, Courtney’s eyes blurring with tears, as she began to remember the happy moments she had wished to bury.

Carly smiled walking towards the nursery, paint can and brush in hand. Her smile grew larger as she took in the site before her. Sonny stood on a stepladder putting the balloon border up, while Courtney and Jason showed Michael how to paint, properly.

“So what do you think of the color?” Courtney inquired, walking to Carly’s side.

Carly and Courtney watched the scene silently. Caught up in their own thoughts, when Michael accidentally let his paint brush go flying into the air, hitting Carly’s arm and splattering paint over her face. The little boy froze, a tense moment of silence overtaking the room, while Carly slowly wiped the blue paint from beneath her eye.

Glancing over at her sister in law, who appeared to be growing angrier by the second, Courtney bit her lip, trying to hold in her laughter.

“Come here Michael” Carly’s tone was serious, her lips set into a thin line.

“Carly, remember I only have one nephew and that hurting children is a crime” Jason reminded the dark blonde, moving a petrified Michael behind him.

“Well if your going to hide him all just have to give you his punishment” Carly remarked casually. Dipping her brush in the paint, Carly slowly slid the blue colored brush along his face, making sure to brush it over his hair also. Wiping the paint from his eyes, Jason stared at Carly who stood in front of him appearing indifferent.

Courtney broke out laughing, drawing Jason’s murderous glare from Carly to herself. Carly, Michael and Sonny, were too caught up in their own paint battle, to notice Jason walking menacingly towards Courtney.

“Jason, sweetie, remember, I’m with child” Courtney stated, moving back as he advanced. Smiling Jason dropped the brush from his hand. Courtney yelped, when his strong arms encircled her waist, lifting her off the ground.

“Jason put me down!”

Jason complied, placing her back onto the ground and wrapping his arms around her growing stomach.

“I think our little boy is going to love this room,” Courtney whispered, turning to look at Jason who was still covered in paint.

“I can’t wait to be a dad” He replied, looking over his wife’s shoulder towards the little boy he had once considered his own. Michael suddenly dashed behind them, hiding from his parents paint assault.

Jason and Courtney managed to get out, before once again becoming targets.

Courtney rocked back and forth in the chair, hearing the laughter still echoing of the walls. Sobbing, the blonde finally let her tears fall, at a feverish pace.

Brenda walked away from the doorway slowly descending the stairs, while trying to hold back her own tears. Jason stepped into the penthouse, pausing when he met Brenda’s tearful gaze.

“Where is she?” He asked, noticing the way Brenda dipped her head to avoid looking at him directly.

“Upstairs, in the nursery” The brunette stated, letting a single tear slip down her cheek, as she watched Jason take the stairs two at a time. Grabbing her discarded coat and bag, Brenda walked towards the door and into the hall, running directly into Carly.

“So, to what do we owe our wonderful home wreckers latest visit?” Carly inquired coldly.

Jason hesitated when he finally reached the doorway. He felt the knife twist further into his heart as the sound of Courtney’s sobs hit his ears. Walking into the room quietly, he saw her curled into a ball, rocking back and forth, her head buried in some stuffed animal, in attempt to muffle her sobs. Jason kneeled in front of Courtney, taking her ice-cold hands within his. She looked up, a blank _expression gracing her features, realization beginning to dawn in her eyes.

“Courtney, come on lets go downstairs” Jason watched her turn away, eyes focusing on the crib once again.

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“I should have never gone out that night” Courtney remarked softly.

Jason shook his head, rising to pace the length of the carpet. Courtney watched as he walked, his eyes unfocused, avoiding looking directly at the crib, avoiding looking at the past. The blonde pulled the stuffed animal closer to her chest, cradling the object in hopes of finding comfort.

“It was my fault, I was just going out for ice cream” Courtney commented, closing her eyes against the sudden rush of tears. Her remark was met with silence; Jason stopped pacing to observe her sudden distance from reality.

“I always craved cookie dough; I went through how many cartons?” Courtney let out a dry laugh, shaking her head as if in disbelief.

“Courtney, don’t do this”

“The baby kicked the whole way there; I keep thinking maybe he was trying to warn me. I keep thinking that he was so much like you, he seemed to know what was up ahead before I did” She continued on, ignoring Jason’s words.

“I still remember every minute, I remember the feeling of loosing a piece of myself and not being able to stop it” Courtney slowly began to rock herself, flashes of the night passing as if before her eyes. Jason stood mute, in the corner forcing his head and heart to avoid the memories.

“I still don’t understand why she did it” Courtney remarked softly, meeting Jason’s gaze briefly, before turning away.

“She wanted to hurt me” Jason spoke quietly, bowing his head to observe the plush carpet.

“I promise I will only be gone for an hour,” Jason stated, looking at his wife, who sat on the couch before him.

“I know, don’t worry I will be fine, me and Marco are going to have a rousing game of scrabble, and then I’m off to bed”

“You’re a wild one” Jason commented, chuckling.

“Married life has tamed me, you better go before I rope you into playing with us” Courtney warned, watching as Jason threw his hands up, in a surrendering motion. Smiling he placed a chaste kiss on her lips before walking out the door, leaving it open for Marco to enter.

“Hey you ready to get your butt kicked?” The blonde asked excitedly, earning a raised eyebrow in response.

“Mrs. Matthews, with all due respect the last time we played I beat you”

“I still don’t think Vogue should have counted” Marco smiled in response, taking a seat on the chair in front of the open board game.

Courtney watched as Marco placed another high scoring word on the almost full board. Sighing, she settled back onto the couch, placing a hand on her growing stomach.

“You know what I’m hungry let’s go grab some food” She suggested, rising from her seat and ignoring the bodyguard who continued tallying his score.

“You just don’t like that I would have won” Marco stated knowingly.

“Pfft, typical male thing to say, you know I am eating for two” Courtney replied, placing her coat on slowly.

“I’m supposed to stay here with you,” The bodyguard reminded her, looking at the door hesitantly.

“Well you can stay here but I am going to get food, so the way I see it you have two choices be here alone or argue with a hungry mother to be”

“Thought you would see it my way” Courtney responded, smiling.

The cool wind encircled the docks. Courtney wrapped her jacket tighter around herself, turning, to see Marco observantly surveying the deserted area.

Descending the stairs, the blonde looked out over the waves lapping gently against the wooden pillars, the murky water spraying slightly.

“Can you grab me a hot dog?” Courtney requested, looking towards the man beside her expectantly. Marco nodded silently, casting a quick glance around, before walking towards the vendor. Courtney turned back to the water, feeling a slight pang in her stomach the blonde smiled. A hand fell to her bulging stomach, finding the spot where the impatient kicks originated.

“Hey there little one, I know your hungry, don’t worry uncle Marco is gonna grab us something” She whispered, running her hand in a soothing circular motion. A tap on her shoulder drew Courtney’s attention, causing her to turn to face the stranger.

In one swift motion, Courtney felt something embed itself in her stomach. Looking down the blonde saw the edge of the blade sticking out, feeling a sharp pain as it was ripped from her body once again.

Through ragged breaths, Courtney tried to remain standing, pushing away the searing pain, to look upon her attacker.

“Elizabeth?” Courtney managed, her vision blurring the brown-haired woman before her. The woman said nothing, she only watched as Courtney stumbled falling to her knees and gripping a wooden post for support. Courtney watched through tears, as Elizabeth dropped the knife, running back into the night.

“Courtney, oh god” Marco’s voice managed to break through the blondes haze, drawing her eyes upward. Marco pressed a shaky hand to her stomach, pulling back to discover it covered in blood. Courtney’s fingers slipped from the post causing her to fall further to the ground.

She could hear someone calling for the ambulance in the distance.

“The baby” Courtney whispered through her falling tears, giving into darkness.

Jason slid down the wall placing his head in his hand, trying to forget the moments that had followed.

Carly and Sonny sat unmoving in the plastic lobby chairs, their grief displayed for the world to see. Looking up, Carly saw Jason standing in the same spot in front of the surgery doors he had since she was brought in. Rising from her chair, the dark blonde made her way to his side, placing a hand on his shoulder. Jason bowed his head, turning to walk away from his best friend.

“Jason she is going to be okay, Courtney is a fighter,” Carly stated reassuringly, trying to smile through her tears.

“I can’t loose her” Jason replied simply, turning back to watch the doctors and nurses exit and re-enter the surgery room. Carly sighed; looking towards Sonny, he too appeared distant. Monica walked through the double doors, stopping in front of Jason; she cleared her throat to get his attention.

“Courtney is stable, Jason I’m sorry but we couldn’t save the baby” Monica stated softly, trying to reach a hand out to comfort Jason, only to have him pull away from her touch. His blue eyes stared back at his mother as if she stabbed him herself. Monica nodded brushing a few tears away, accepting the distance, the doctor returned to her duties. Carly felt Sonny come to her side placing a hand on her arm. Carly brushed it away, tears falling freely down her face as she pulled Jason into her arms. He stiffly wrapped his arms around her sobbing form, feeling the tears puddle on the material of his shirt.

“How am I supposed to say we lost our baby” Jason whispered his voice cracking. Burying his head in Carly’s shoulder, he felt his own tears escape.

Courtney looked upon Jason from her place in the rocking chair. Observing the way his chest heaved slightly, she felt her breath catch in her throat, more tears falling from her eyes. Slowly she slipped from the rocking chair, crawling until she reached Jason’s form seated against the wall. Placing a hand on his cheek, she slowly drew his face upwards, their eyes locking. Fresh tears sprung to Courtney’s eyes as she saw the torment playing in Jason’s eyes, tears still flowing down his cheeks.

“I never should have left you alone” He whispered, cupping her cheek in his hand. Courtney let a sob escape her lips, burying herself in Jason’s strong embrace, feeling his arms wrap around her form tightly.

Carly wiped her tears away swiftly, taking a deep breath to steady herself as she looked in on the couple sitting on the floor wrapped in each others arms, crying openly. Stepping from the doorway, the dark blonde looked at Brenda, who turned away to wipe her own tears.

“I don’t like you, but I love Jason and Courtney. Right now you are the only person who can help me fix them,” Carly stated, looking up into her rivals brown eyes.

“What are you talking about?”

“I want you to help me play matchmaker and run Courtney’s fiancée as far away from her as possible. So you in?” Carly inquired, holding her hand out Brenda.

The brunette looked down at the outstretched hand with a raised eyebrow, observing the serious _expression Carly wore, she sighed.

Nodding, Brenda shook the dark blonde's hand.

“So, what do you have in mind Carly?”

Brenda followed Carly’s retreating form towards the living room, a skeptical look gracing her features.
“Well Brenda I know that you are just about as good at breaking up happy couples as you are at shoe shopping. That is way you’re the girl I need” Carly stated, leaning on the edge of the couch.
“Get to the point” Brenda replied impatiently, watching as Carly rolled her eyes in response.
“You know patience is a virtue”
“Yeah cause you’d know a lot about those” Brenda muttered, flopping onto the couch.
“Anyway, I say we set them up to go away together” The dark blonde suggested.
“How?”
“Well Brenda you could help a bit. I know you’re used to having a strong man around to do your bidding, but haven’t you had to lift a well manicured finger, at least once in your life?” Carly inquired, earning a glare from the brunette.
“Well Carly, since this is your idea why don’t you just jump in bed with Kevin, isn’t that something you are good at?” Brenda leaned back into the cushion, satisfied with her comeback.
“You little…” Taking a deep breath to steady herself, Carly rose placing her hands on her hips, a more determined look gracing her features.
“I might not know exactly what to do, all I know is that there are two people upstairs still in love, who can’t see how much they are meant to be together… yet”
“Why don’t we start with working on how to get Courtney and Jason on some tropical island, alone” Brenda responded quietly, earning a nod and a smile from the woman before her.

Courtney opened her eyes slowly pulling herself from Jason’s embrace. An empty feeling hit her as she rose, turning away from his gaze.
“It wasn’t your fault, we both made mistakes, its in the past” The blonde stated shakily, her voice thick with emotion. Jason ran a hand over his face, pulling himself into a standing position.
“We never dealt with it, Courtney you ran away” Jason whispered, seeing the blonde tense visibly.
“I never ran away I tried to talk to you…” Sighing, Courtney let her body lean against the wall, her gaze connecting with Jason’s.
“What is the point of bringing this up? I tried to connect with you pushed me away. I tried Jason, I tried to put us back together but you just pulled further away” Courtney finished, tears welling up in her blue eyes.
“I shouldn’t have left the way I did, I was angry, I didn’t understand why you stopped me from killing her” The blonde added, a faraway look gracing her features.
“I couldn’t let you live with knowing you killed someone, for the rest of your life” Jason responded calmly, turning away from his wife’s piercing gaze.
“That wasn’t your decision to make”

Courtney began pacing the length of the carpet. The penthouse door slowly opened and she smiled in relief at the man before her. Jason shrugged off his jacket, casting a quick glance towards the blonde who stood in the center of the room. Courtney smiled weakly, her hands falling to her sides in defeat when Jason turned away. Sighing she sat down on the couch, closing her eyes against the sudden rush of tears. The silence echoed of the walls neither knowing what to say.
“I’m gonna go up to bed” Courtney stated, walking to the base of the stairs.
“I’ll be up in a bit” Jason responded, earning a nod in response.

Courtney listened as Jason’s footfalls echoed against the carpet. His body slipped beneath the covers, turning away from her. Letting out a shaky sigh, Courtney waited until his breathing evened, showing he was asleep, before rising from the bed. Slipping on a pair of jeans and sweater, Courtney pulled a cell phone from her coat pocket, dialing it as she left the room.
“I want you to meet me on the docks in ten minutes” Before the person on the other line could respond, Courtney ended the call. Placing her coat on she slowly opened the penthouse door, to reveal a tall black haired man standing by the door dutifully.
“I’m just going down to the lobby to get a drink from the machine” Courtney stated, smiling innocently as she breezed past the guard and towards the elevator.

Jason opened his eyes slowly, feeling a sudden rush of fear invade his body as he noticed he was alone. Rising he grabbed his jeans from a nearby chair, taking the stairs two at a time towards the kitchen. Glancing around quickly, he stood in the doorway to the living room, noticing the open desk drawer. Drawing in a sharp breath, Jason grabbed his coat, opening the penthouse door wide and surprising the guard on the other side.
“Where did she go?” He inquired, eyes searching the hall before him.
“She went to get a drink from the machine in the lobby, is something wrong Mr. Morgan?”
“My wife is gone and so is my gun, so yeah something is wrong” Jason replied coldly, before running towards the staircase that lead outdoors.

Courtney reached the stairs to the docks, her eyes, slowly looking over the scenery. A lone figure stood out in the darkness, the sound of Courtney’s footfalls drew the woman’s attention. Turning the brunette swallowed, her fear visible as she was met with a steely gaze. Smirking at the woman’s reaction, Courtney stepped closer raising the object in her hand to point it directly at the brunettes head.
“Courtney you don’t want to do this” The woman begged, her brown eyes clouding over with tears.
“You didn’t give me a chance to beg, not before you stuck a knife in me and then ran” The blonde replied, remaining calm.
“The police say because there are no witnesses and the fact that you have a squeaky clean record that you’re not even a suspect, but we both know what you did. Elizabeth you killed my baby and if the police wont take you down I will, my way is going to hurt a lot more though” Courtney commented, holding the gun higher and watching as tears slowly slipped down Elizabeth’s cheeks.
“Courtney…”
“You think anything you say interests me? You are going to die tonight for what you did and nothing you say will save you”
“Then all I have to ask is how is your marriage? From one friend to another it seems a little rocky these days” Elizabeth taunted, wiping her tears away.
“My marriage is fine. That is what really bugs you, isn’t it? That I got Jason in the end and you had to stab me to make yourself feel better” Courtney replied bitingly, receiving a menacing smile in response.
“You know I would do it again, because I know that you and Jason aren’t happy and in a matter of time he’ll know it’s me he really wants” The brunette watched in satisfaction as Courtney wavered, her fingers hovering over the trigger.
“He never wanted you. You’re A.J’s whore, just another Quartermaine cast off. The sooner Jason realizes that, the sooner he’ll come back to me” Elizabeth continued slinging barbs, Courtney’s resolve fading as she let the brunettes words sink in.
“And you couldn’t even carry his baby to term. Your weak Courtney, you’re a little girl who pretends to be everything he needs, you couldn’t even give him a baby” Elizabeth smiled happily, watching as tears feel from Courtney’s blue eyes.

Before the brunette could continue, a hand reached out, grabbing her throat and pulling her off the ground. Struggling for air, she felt the grip tighten, her body being hoisted so far off the ground it left her kicks useless. Liz’s gaze became blurry, her need for air growing stronger; looking upon her attacker, she was met with cold blue eyes.
“Jason?” The brunette managed to choke out, her fingernails desperately trying to dig into his leather gloves. Courtney looked up through tears; the name uttered pulling her back to reality briefly, before she slid to the ground, tears slipping down her cheeks. Jason looked towards Courtney, his anger clearing enough that his grip on Liz’s throat loosened. Looking back at the brunette in disgust he threw her to the ground, watching as she coughed clutching her throat.
“I will kill you if you ever come near my wife again, soon enough though you’ll be behind bars, trust me on that” Jason stated coldly, while Liz scrambled to regain a standing position, stumbling over herself in an attempt to make a speedy exit. Running a hand through his hair, Jason kneeled in front of Courtney’s shivering form.
Courtney looked up her eyes still brimming with tears, when Jason placed a hand on her cheek.
“Let’s go home,” He declared, taking Courtney’s fragile form into his arms. Burying her head in his shoulder, she attempted to muffle her sobs.

Carly stood leaning against the doorjamb when Jason appeared in the hallway, holding a sleeping Courtney in his arms. Nodding silently, Carly watched her best friend slip into his penthouse, the guard shutting the door behind him. Sighing, the dark blonde lingered in the doorway a little longer, letting a few tears escape her eyes, knowing the hell it was to loose a child.
“They didn’t deserve it,” She whispered, earning a puzzled look from Johnny who stood at her side.
“Did you say something Mrs. Corinthos?”
“No” Carly glanced momentarily in his direction, before returning to her own penthouse, a fear building in the pit of her stomach, she couldn’t ignore.

Jason placed Courtney’s form gently beneath the covers, observing her eyelids flutter open before closing again.
“You should have let me kill her” She remarked softly.
Jason shook his head, sitting on the edge of the bed.
“You shouldn’t have taken my gun”
“It was either yours or one of the guards, I would have gotten one”
“That’s what scares me, the fact you think you need one” Jason’s gaze locked with Courtneys’, letting her see his fear. Pulling her body upward, she cupped his cheek in her palm, feeling the warmth beneath her fingertips slowly sending sparks through her body. Their lips met in a slow sweet kiss, his hands encircling her waist and pulling her body closer. Pulling back Jason rested his fore head against hers, trying to regain his breath.
“Courtney…” Courtney placed a finger against his lips.
“For tonight there is no Elizabeth, none of the past two week’s matters. Just Make love to me Jason” Courtney smiled weakly, before being swept into another passionate kiss.

“And then I woke up alone, all of your clothes gone and this on my pillow” Jason pulled a note from his pocket throwing it at Courtney’s feet. The blonde hesitantly picked it up, slowly pulling apart the folded piece of paper.

Dear Jason,
by now, you are awake and you know I am gone. I realize now that I have only ever hurt you and that you need more. I am not the same woman you fell in love with. We both know that what Liz can never be forgotten. She took our little boy away and I could not stop her, I was weak and you deserve more. I love you more then you will ever know, being your wife was all I could ever dream of, but now I see I am not strong enough to continue being Mrs. Morgan. I’m sorry.
Love,
Courtney

Folding the note up again, Courtney fought back tears, her gaze lingering on the floor.
“It’s in the past Jason, we both need to move on,” She whispered, depositing the note in his hand.
“We have to deal with this; I am not going to let you run away again” Jason voice grew louder, his body blocking the exit.
“I can’t deal with this anymore; I left because I knew it was the right thing to do for both of us, why can’t you see that?” Courtney pleaded.
“Because I woke up wanting to be with the women I love and I still do”
“I’m engaged, I came here for a divorce, please don’t make this any harder” Courtney pushed past Jason and into the hallway, feeling him on her heels as she descended the stairs.
“I’m not going to let you marry some guy, not now not ever” Jason screamed, watching as Courtney whirled around her eyes growing larger in anger.
“You cant stop me Jason, I m going to marry Kevin and forget all about this place”
“I just want to forget the past and move on” Courtney finished quietly, bowing her head.
“I agree a divorce sounds good, don’t you think so Brenda?” Carly inquired, walking out of the kitchen and looking towards the brunette at her side expectantly. Brenda looked back at her quizzically, earning an elbow in the ribs.
“Yes I completely agree” Brenda replied, rubbing her side and glaring at Carly.
“You should go down to Dominican Republic and get a divorce there” The dark blonde added, smiling excitedly.
“Oh and hey Courtney” Carly pulled her sister in law into a crushing hug, taking the woman by surprise. Jason looked towards Brenda with a raised eyebrow, earning a shrug in response.
“You two should go pack, you could be at the island by morning” Brenda commented, watching Courtney nod retreating to grab her stuff.

“Thanks for the support” Jason stated coldly.
“Trust us Jase, by the end of this trip Courtney will be a happily married woman once again” Carly reassured him, Brenda placed a hand on his shoulder to show her support.
“To me right?” Jason asked earning a playful whack in the chest and a mock glare from the two women.
“Now go, leave the romantic stuff to us” Carly shoved Jason towards the staircase , ignoring his muttered curses as he climbed the stairs.
“Okay now what?” Brenda inquired, nervousness and excitement caressing her words.
“Now, we call Kevin and invite him to Port Charles” Carly responded, picking the phone from its cradle, while Brenda looked on confused.

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