Journey Online

“Jason where the hell are we?” He flinched visibly at the unexpected outburst, Courtney’s eyes narrowing as she gestured towards the strip of land outside the plane. Jason looked out over the long stretch of beach, the white sand and sparkling water, the essence of paradise.

“Jason, the Dominican Republic, where we are supposed to get a divorce, actually has roads and people around” Courtney’s arms flailed through the air. Jason only peered over her shoulder, observing in silent amusement the single house, situated directly in the center of the beach.

“I’m going to talk to the captain, please continue to put all your effort into solving this situation” Courtney commented exasperated, sarcasm dripping off her words. He could only watch while she pushed past him towards the front of the jet, her face set in grim determination.

Carly looked over the extensively laid out selection of shoes and dresses, varying in color. Brenda stood towards the side her eyes raking over the many options, with growing giddiness. Kevin could only sink further into his chair, wrestling almost painfully with the stack of clothing packages piled high over his head. Brenda flipped through some dresses, throwing the prospects on top of Kevin’s makeshift fort. Adding to Kevin’s misery were the looks of sympathy from every male passerby, course that could have something to do with the fact I’ m holding their purses, he thought bitterly, adjusting himself so he could see above the parcels.

“So when exactly do I get to see Courtney?” Kevin inquired, earning puzzled looks from both women.

“Kev, Courtney has a lot of wedding planning to do, you might not see her for weeks, months, but until then you can spend all your free time with us” Carly snickered at Brenda’s statement, Kevin’s facial _expression was priceless.

“Umm… Don’t you two work or sleep?”

“Nope, we’ll sleep when were dead, now lets pay for this stuff and go drinking” Carly nodded towards the sales lady, sending Kevin to the cash with the chosen items. Brenda hauled Carly to the corner of the room, a scowl etched onto her face.

“You never said anything about spending my evenings playing drinking games with you” She whispered harshly, as Carly wrenched her wrist from her vice-like grip.

“Look hun, it’s simple we go to the bar get a little rowdy and introduce Kevin to the seedier side of Port Charles”

“Oh so the side between the 711 on this corner and the gas station on the other, there isn’t enough town to be considered seedy” Brenda’s voice rose, gathering attention from the customers milling about.

“There might not be a lot of town but there sure are a lot of cops willing to help a couple of damsels in distress or instigators” Carly replied flippantly, a slow grin spreading across her face at the sight of Brenda’s attempt at not being interested, which failed dismally.

Courtney was fuming as she left the front of the plane and began to walk back towards Jason, who was sitting casually on the planes steps taking in the warmth of the sun and the light sea breeze. The blonde quieted briefly, her anger slowly dissipating as she took in the spectacular beauty of the island draped in early twilight. Sitting at Jason’s side, the pair silently took in the sound of the gently lapping waves, retreating from the shore.

“The captain says he needs to go to a neighboring island to refuel but he might be able to take us back by tomorrow morning” Courtney explained quietly, her eyes darting towards Jason, who remained expressionless.

“Okay, well you sit here and I’ll venture on towards our brief home” Courtney sighed, stepping off the steps and grabbing her bag, before walking through the rapidly cooling sand. Within an instant he was at her side, sweeping the duffle bag from her hand, before she could protest. The scene had played out in her mind before, everyday since she had left, the little alternate reality in her head had imagined being stuck on a deserted island with him. Yet at this moment with darkness fast approaching and the scent of the ocean wafting towards her, Courtney couldn’t help the nervousness that crept into her stomach.

What if I’m making a mistake, She thought glancing down at the large diamond sparkling in the moonlight, and back towards the man she at one time thought of as her one and only.

Carly and Brenda downed another shot each, their drinking game appearing to draw the clientele’s attention. Kevin could only sit back and nurse his beer in silence, his eyes taking in the bars dark interior, a few men gathered around the pool table shooting him a quick glance, before fixating on his intoxicated escorts.

Brenda took a swig from her shot glass, downing the liquid in seconds before breaking out into a gleaming smile.

Leaning over she motioned to Carly to do the same “ How many more ice-tea shots do I have to down until your plan gets in motion?” The brunette whispered, watching as Carly’s eyes danced around the room before landing on one man in particular.

“Ready to play bait?” Brenda rolled her eyes, going over her options before realizing she had none.

“Were playing bait, remember?”

“That’s what I meant calm down Barbie” Brenda’s head shot-up at the latest barb, her well-controlled rage slowly slipping.

“Don’t even go there…” Before she could finish the sentence, Carly grabbed her by the arm and hauled her towards the bar, fake smiling the entire way. Leaning against the old oak countertop, Brenda watched uninterested as Carly ordered another round and turned back towards the smoky interior. The brunette grew suddenly wary of the look that appeared in her eyes as a group of bikers began to walk towards them. The leader looked directly at Brenda, a slow grin breaking out as his eyes raked over the length of her body. The brunette fought the urge to vomit, at the sight of the bald overweight leather wearing, most likely drunk man, making his way towards her and focused on the three others. The group varied in age, the youngest appearing to be in his late 30’s, each one sported a range of unattractive tattoos and way too gelled hair. For once in her life Brenda had nowhere to run, especially since Carly seemed to conveniently be avoiding looking at their approaching suitors.

“You better have a plan or I swear…” Brenda stopped mid sentence as the group of unsavory men draped around them. The scent of beer and burnt rubber permeating the air.

“Well aren’t you two lovely ladies looking all lonesome,” The leader rasped, his hand snaking out to rub Brenda’s cheek, despite her desperate flinch to back away.

“ Hey leave her alone or our date will take you outside” Carly announced, in a proud voice, her finger shooting out towards Kevin who looked rather lonesome in the corner. Then it hit him, shock dismay, the group leaders sudden death stare, followed by what sounded like a scoff.

“You expect that malnourished mamas boy to take us on”

Carly stepped up hands on hips and a scowl slipping onto her face “ Kevin over there could kick your sorry butt all the way to the moon” The dark blonde finished, noticing Kevin’s frantic waves for the fist time, waving back was her response and it definitely wasn’t the one he wanted. Brenda could only watch in silent fascination, while Carly weaved her little plan into action and the bikers became her willing puppets. I gotta learn how to work this technique on Jax, the brunette thought. Kevin gulped as the group narrowed in around him, each fist pounding against palm sounding ten times louder in his head, along with the fast paced beating of his heart.

Carly turned to Brenda taking a slow sip of her drink before speaking “Let the games begin”

Courtney walked through the house, the single floor partitioned into a few separate rooms. What caught her attention was the centerpiece of the main room, the king sized bed draped in light white sheets. The blonde stopped dead in her tracks, Jason colliding with her back and finally being forced to inspect the two good to be true house.

“There’s no couch anywhere,” She sputtered, gesturing wildly towards her latest problem. Jason could see the feverish flush invading her cheeks and knew her problem was being in that close of proximity with him again.

All he could do was shrug nonchalantly and drop the bags at his feet “ So what if there’s no couch if you’re here to get a divorce, there’s obviously no chance of you wanting to sleep with me”

“Right, so umm… I” Courtney couldn’t seem to get her brain and mouth to connect and for once all she could was stand and gape openly at Jason. Looking into his eyes wasn’t the best way to resolve the situation, she thought regretting meeting his crystal blue gaze. A knock on the door found her letting on the breath she had been holding and rushing towards it. A statuesque redhead stood at the entrance, proof that maybe the island wasn’t nearly as deserted as they thought.

“My name is Jenny and I’m just here to make sure everything is set up for your stay and to deliver these” She motioned towards several delivery men behind her, each carrying a few bags and parcels into the house. Courtney could only sit back and observe the long line of deliveries make their way through the door.

“Umm were only going to be here for an evening” Courtney took in Jenny’s amused _expression with wary eyes.

“Mrs. Corinthos said you would say that so here is the letter to go along with these packages” Jenny handed over the manila envelope, before making her way to the door.

“Wait can’t we leave with you” Courtney knew she was grasping at nonexistence straws but she just couldn’t be alone with him, her resolve had already begun to permanently weaken.

Jenny only shook her head “ Sorry we came on a boat from the mainland and I’m under strict orders to make sure you don’t leave”

“What do you have guards with guns surrounding the island?”

Jenny only flashed a grin as a reply before leaving.

Courtney looked around the room, the walls beginning to close in on her. Jason ripped open the note to cause a small distraction from the obvious discomfort.

Jason and Courtney glanced at each other, both feeling suddenly energized and nervous at the prospect of two weeks alone on a beautiful island.

“Let the games begin” Courtney muttered beneath her breath.

The cell door slammed shut in front of a rather bloody and bruised Kevin. Carly and Brenda stood on the outside looking in with apologetic expressions.

“Were so sorry, we’ll get you out we promise” Carly smiled reassuringly.

“Ya cause we have tomorrow all planned out, you wouldn’t want to miss any of it”

Brenda finished, noticing the slight exhaustion on his face at the thought. The two women walked towards the exit, waiting until they were out of earshot to speak.

“Brenda meet me here tomorrow at nine and come with a lot of one dollar bills” Brenda merely raised an eyebrow, yawning as the events of the day began to weigh heavy on her.

“Whatever I’ll be here”

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Courtney looked around the empty room, the distant sounds of Jason rummaging through the fridge hitting her ears. The moonlight filtered in through the open balcony door, giving light to her tear stained cheeks. Brushing the moisture away quickly, Courtney turned towards Jason, excepting the glass of wine from his outstretched hand. Her fingers slid over the rim of the glass, eyes staring down into the seemingly bottomless red liquid. Silence overcame them, as they stood awkwardly in the middle of the room, a bed millimeters from their feet and very little else. Sighing, Courtney stepped away from Jason and towards the veranda, her feet not being able to carry her far enough away from the situation.

The porch was surprisingly spacious, decorated with a swinging bench, a few deck chairs and stairs that led right towards the beach. For a moment she just stood still, trying to regain a steady heartbeat and clear her head. The water sparkled like crystal beneath the moon, the gentle lapping of the waves lulling her. The brief second of release was broken by his presence, seemingly at her side but she didn’t need to turn to know he was behind her. Closing her eyes, Courtney wished her heart didn’t flutter every time he was within arms reach, or crave his touch. Standing there without a word spoken, she sipped her wine and looked out over the island in all its serenity, wishing to restore the calmness to her life. I’ll marry Kevin and all of this will fade away into the past where it belongs, she thought, willing herself to believe the words. Jason stood back watching the wind blow wisps of her hair about, revealing her almost peaceful features.

“What are we doing?” Courtney finally asked, her words coming out in exasperation and exhaustion. Turning to meet his gaze, she stared into his eyes, knowing what she was so afraid to find in them, love. For the umpteenth time she found herself doubting all the actions she had taken, all the times she had broken his heart, all she could do was stand still and wait for the moment to pass and for the love in his eyes to diminish, it never did. She broke the connection first, turning to lean against the porches cherry wood railing, her eyes trained on the ocean. Taking a swig of the cold beer in his hands, Jason sat on a one of the deck chairs, choosing to sit through the silence until the inevitable outpouring of words.

And it came… nearly an hour and two beers later. Courtney sat on the porch swing, tucking her legs beneath her and squaring her shoulders, before looking at him. All he could do was stare back and wait for her to speak the emotions bottled up inside.

Toiling with the glass in her hands, she took another sip of the warming liquid hoping it would quell her nerves.

“I remember it now, coming here once, when you sent me away for a while,” Courtney informed him, noticing how his eyes darted to further along the beach before returning to hers.

“ I told Carly about it once she must have remembered the story” He replied flippantly.

“ This is your place isn’t it?” Courtney inquired, almost rhetorically, knowing that the whole house was signature Jason, although there was no pool table sitting in any corners.

Jason looked off again, appearing to have disregarded her comment, until he stood holding out his hand. Courtney took it without any hesitation, surprising both her and him. No more words were spoken as he led her along the beach and towards a cave, near the end of the sand strip. Guiding her through the darkened tunnel; they reached a clearing, a series of palm trees surrounding a small pond. Courtney took in the beauty, thinking of all the times she had wandered the island and not stumbled upon the secret haven. She turned to Jason, prepared to comment on the places beauty when she noticed what he was doing for the fist time. He was crouching by a bush of wild flowers, parting them to reveal a plaque in the ground. Courtney knew in that instant what it was, without looking at the words and the cross-chiseled above them, she knew. Kneeling by his side she ran her fingers along the grooves of the words, for our little boy, tears slipping down her cheeks before she could stop them. Turning to Jason with a tear filled gaze that mirrored his own, she accepted the comfort he provided. Sitting back he made room to support her shaking form, His arms wrapping around her tightly. Thunder began to rumble through the sky, rain soundlessly falling on the two, pulling them reluctantly from their peaceful embrace. Rising, Courtney hesitated, her eyes darting around while her mind absorbed everything.

She looked down at her clothes, which were soaked through from the growing rainstorm; and then back towards Jason who did nothing but stand and stare an amused smile replacing his saddened _expression. Brushing a strand of sopping hair behind her ear she stepped closer, all the while knowing what being this close could mean. Her hand slowly traveled up his arm, the alarms in her head going off as she placed her hand on the back of his neck. Their gazes connected briefly and she knew in that second what she wanted… him. Pulling his head down their lips met in a slow passionate kiss, his arms finding their way around her waist to pull her flush against him. Courtney pulled away slowly, her head reeling while her heart pounded and fluttered at the same time. Resting her forehead against Jason’s, she took a deep breath, her eyes remaining closed to absorb the last whimsical seconds of the kiss. She knew he was waiting, staring at her in shock, so she shut her eyes tighter and focused on the lingering feeling of his lips. Jason’s thumb began to rub her cheek, the soft touch urging her to open her eyes and get lost in his crystal blue gaze. They stood for what felt like an endless amount of time, their foreheads resting against each other, rain and thunder surrounding them.

Taking a breath, Jason pulled back, running a hand through his sopping hair and looking towards the charcoal clouds now covering the moon.

“What are we doing?” He inquired, turning the tables on her earlier question, leaving her to stare at him dumbfounded.

“I don’t know, the plaque it just… and being here with you… it’s all just making me more confused” Courtney admitted honestly, her eyes filling with unshed tears as she tried to figure out what she wanted, her emotions only confusing her further.

Running a hand through her drenched blonde locks, she finally registered the growing wind and harshness of the rain falling on her already drenched body. Shivering, she looked at Jason and he wordlessly led her back to the house.

The two finally arrived back at the porch they had left from, Courtney’s teeth chattering in the cool night air but her face set in grim determination to try to stay warm. At the sight of the terrace she almost broke into a run, the blood pounding in her ears. Jason hung back, trying to clear the hopes from his mind and focus on not focusing on the kiss; knowing she would label it an accident.

Courtney grabbed a pair of sweats from her bag and an oversized sweatshirt, her sense of need to appear primped for Jason flying out the window, at the thought of instant warmth. Closing the door to the bathroom, she let out a shaky breath, her head falling into her hands, I never should have come here, was the only thought she could muster. Her mind was blurry from the freezing cold and the kiss, the one that seemed to burn her skin at the thought. Another kiss in the rain, maybe I’m just doomed to repeat my mistakes, was it a mistake? Her hands shook as she changed, knowing that he was just beyond the door, waiting for an explanation, for why after two years, she decided to practically jump him in the pouring rain. Looking at herself in the mirror, she saw the timid woman who stood on a stage and stripped to save A.J., the one Jason had saved from herself. He had given her this life, he had given her so much but the question still remained, am I happy? Shaking away the thoughts, Courtney prepared herself for what awaited beyond the door, for the things she knew would eventually have to be said. Squaring her shoulders she prepared to meet her problems head on, only he was in bed, pretending to be asleep. Toweling the moisture from her hair, she felt a smile tug at her lips, his peaceful _expression all too familiar to her.

“You’re wearing my sweatshirt” He remarked, amused at the startled _expression the comment earned and then the blush that crept into her cheeks.

“I took it when I left it was my favorite to sleep in” She replied, looking down at the simple black pullover.

“I remember, I used to come home and you would be curled on the couch in it” Silence cloaked the room, the memory hanging heavily in the air. Clearing her throat awkwardly, the blonde stepped further into the room, closer to the bed and him. Pulling the covers down she climbed in, the sudden warmth seeping into her ‘chilled to the bone’ body. They stared up at the ceiling, both wanting to ignore the constant nagging feeling in the pit of their stomachs.

“We kissed” He finally spoke, turning his head sideways to look at her face. Her _expression remained blank; her eyes stayed focused on the ceiling, hoping he couldn’t see the tears that had begun to fill them, at the thought of what he could say.

“I can’t do this Jason, I’m cold, and I’m tired, I’m so tired” She whispered brokenly, a tear slipping down her pale cheek. He wiped the moisture away with the pad of his thumb, his palm lingering against her cheek.

“Then sleep, I’ll be here when you wake up, I’ll always be here” He responded plainly, her head turning so she could look him in the eye. His words embedded in her brain their hidden meaning so plainly obvious and she saw it again, heard it, the love. Courtney took his hand into hers entwining their fingers, and looking back at him before closing her eyes, never severing the connection.

“I don’t regret it, I never will,” She breathed out, before burrowing deeper into the mattress and settling into sleep. Jason couldn’t seem to close his eyes, the image of her on her side body facing him, her hand in his it all seemed too perfect. The engagement ring on her finger caught his attention and all he could do was swallow his anger and return his eyes to her face. The moon began to shine through the clouds, the rain beginning stopping. The window behind the bed, giving the rays a perfect chance to highlight her features, bringing her beauty to life even while she slept, leaving Jason to look on in awe and tighten his grip on her hand. Bringing her hand to his mouth he kissed it, wishing he could see her wedding band glint in the light. Courtney shifted slightly, a necklace falling from beneath her sweater and into his view. The silver band caught his attention instantly; it’s familiar engraving surfacing in his head, Mon amour, my love.

Smiling he settled deeper into the bed, watching her sleep, even at a distance, making him peaceful.

Courtney felt the sun’s rays bearing down on her, urging her eyes open. Turning she took in the empty bed with surprise, the fractured pieces of last night’s events resurfacing in her mind. Groaning, Courtney buried her head in the nearest pillow, trying to push away the instant smile that tugged at her lips, at the thought of his arms around her waist and his lips on hers. A sweet smell wafted towards the bedroom, drawing the blonde upward and towards the kitchen. Leaning against the doorway, she took in the scene with an amused _expression, biting her lip to hold in the laughter threatening to spill over. Jason clattered around the kitchen, going from cupboard to cupboard, with little success. Flour covered his face and he seemed to be at his wits end, as he circled the kitchen towards the stove. Courtney couldn’t help but laugh, which drew Jason’s cold gaze onto her, her laughter only getting louder at his attempt to appear angry. Advancing menacingly towards her, Courtney stopped laughing, her hand shot up, at first he thought to ward him off, but then he noticed her index finger pointing at the oven. Black smoke billowed from the machine; Jason’s cursing the only sound being heard over the fire detectors insistent beeping. The kitchen was a fury of activity, as they both tried to end the ear-numbing racket and stop the smoke.

Sitting back in a dining room chair, Courtney looked over at Jason, who appeared defeated and about ready to kick the oven.

“Hun, what made you think you and an oven teaming up would be a good idea?” Courtney inquired, trying to contain her smile. Jason only shook his head, shrugging and sinking into the seat beside her. Her hand stroked up and down his arm in a comforting motion, his eyes slowly seeking out hers. She smiled withdrawing her hand and busying herself with cleaning up the mess, leaving him to watch her preoccupy herself with everything but the situation at hand. Switching on the radio as another distraction she immediately froze as the song surrounded her, memories coursing through her mind.

I am ready for love
Why are you hiding from me
I’d quickly give my freedom
To be held in your captivity

“So what do you think he’ll be like” Courtney inquired as her and Jason swayed along the penthouse’s kitchen floor. Jason smiled pulling her closer, and placing a hand on her growing stomach.

I am ready for love
All of the joy and the pain
And all the time that it takes
Just to stay in your good grace
Lately I’ve been thinking
Maybe you’re not ready for me
Maybe you think I need to learn maturity
They say watch what you ask for
Cause you might receive
But if you ask me tomorrow
I’ll say the same thing

“I love you too,” He stated, dropping a kiss onto her forehead, before pulling her closer.

The two drifted along the floor, fitting perfectly into each other’s arms.

Courtney looked up at Jason, tears slowly brimming in her eyes; he came to stand in front of her. Courtney looked at his outstretched hand, the melody washing over her, the heartbreaking words, mixing with equally heartbreaking memories. All she wanted was to be in his arms again, the ache that had dulled over time became insistent once again and she couldn’t resist taking his hand. His pulled her to him, their body’s swaying to the music, as if no time had passed.

If you give me half a chance
I‘ll prove this to you
I will be patience, kind, faithful and true
To a man who loves music
A man who loves art
Respect’s the spirit world
And thinks with his heart

I am ready for love
If you’ll take me in your hands
I will learn what you teach
And do the best that I can

Courtney couldn’t help but realize how well they still fit into each other’s arms. With tears slowly sliding down her cheeks, her heart breaking with every word. Jason pulled her closer holding her shaking form, trying to subdue the pain that still haunted both their hearts.

I am ready for love
Here with a offering of
My voice
My Eyes
My soul
My mind

Tell me what is enough
To prove I am ready for love
I am ready…

The song slowly ended, but neither could be the first to pull away. An outsider looking in on the scene would see a couple so desperately in love they could not part. Courtney knew the truth; she knew they were being weak and clutching onto the past, but her heart felt so at home in his arms. For 2 years emptiness had lived inside her and it was slowly fading, as was her resolve to end everything. Am I ready for love? She asked herself the songs words haunting her. For a moment the room stilled and she pulled back, just enough to look into his eyes but remain in his arms. She saw everything in them, the past, love and sadness, and for once she smiled through her rapidly falling tears, astonishing Jason. The look in her eyes was clear, and without speaking she lowered his head, their lips meeting in a slow unsure kiss. The kiss quickly grew deeper and their bodies seemed to meld into one, neither wanting to break the passionate embrace when the need for air presented itself. Jason pulled away first, searching her eyes for regret, all he saw was two sparkling ocean blue pools of… love. His breath hitched in his throat and all he could do was watch while she pulled the necklace from beneath her shirt and turned around. He took it as permission to unclasp the chain, and handed it to her. Courtney smiled, wiping the tears from her cheeks and doing something neither expected, she handed her wedding ring to Jason and closed his palm.

Jason opened his hand to look at the silver band, tears welling up in his eyes. Looking back at Courtney in disbelief, he watched as she simply smiled.

“It’s yours to do with what you want,” She whispered, removing her engagement ring and placing the large meaningless diamond on the countertop, before turning back to Jason.

“I would really like it if you chose to put it back on my finger” She finished, a few tears finding their way down her cheeks, Jason only looked at her in shock, the whole scene turning out differently then he expected. With unsure steps he was back in front of her, his unsteady hand reaching for her equally shaky fingers. Slipping the silver band onto her wedding finger once again, made both of them hold their breath, all the pain sliding away. Courtney smiled looking at the ring in silent awe, she knew it had belonged there the whole time but somehow it took almost 2 years to make her see it. They stood staring down at her hand for what seemed like an eternity, neither daring to speak or break the intense connection. Courtney yelped in surprise as she was lifted off the ground; Jason’s arms wrapping around her tightly while he spun her around. Laughter filled the air, the purity of it making them realize how much time they had really wasted apart. Setting her down Jason rubbed his thumb along her cheek, her own hand covering his. I am ready, Courtney realized, her smile growing while Jason leaned down, capturing her lips in a scorching kiss.

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It wasn’t something that happened to her every day, dreams coming true. Yet here she was lying in his arms beneath the afternoon sun, amidst the warm tropical breeze. The waves came high enough onto the beach that they tickled her toes; the fear of getting drenched long forgotten in the warmth of his embrace.

“Giraffe” Jason whispered, pointing towards the puff of white cloud floating overhead. Courtney gazed upwards, nodding when she recognized the shape. It hit her how domestic they would seem to the outside world, lying on a beach and trying to find recognizable shapes in the clouds, but to her the fast paced city life couldn’t hold a candle to this.

She leaned further onto his chest, his arms instinctively entwining tightly around her waist. She felt his finger rub across her wedding ring, as if to check that it was still on her finger.

“Elephant” Courtney turned her head to watch Jason squint in an attempt to see what she had.

“It’s more like a lion lying down,” Courtney laughed, entwining their hands and tucking her head beneath his chin. Jason couldn’t resist the contented sigh that passed his lips, his world beginning to re align after all the sleepless nights and heartbreaking resurfacing of memories.

“What are you thinking about” Courtney’s soft voice broke through his reverie, pulling his attention back to her angelic face, staring at him expectantly.

“That this is the way it’s meant to be” Her smile seemed to gleam brighter then the sun, setting him at ease instantly.

“I was just thinking the same thing” He leaned down capturing her lips with his own; their heated embrace broken by a cold gush of water. Courtney yelped at the unexpected shower, her clothes soaked through and through; damp hair sticking to her face. Jason ignored the sudden cold shock, watching his wife with a bemused _expression; one he knew would annoy her to no end.

She pushed the strands of blonde from her face, trying not to chock on the water that had filled her mouth, despite the unpleasant experience Jason continued to look at her like she was the most desirable thing in the world.

“What are you looking at?” Courtney inquired, her barely contained smile shining through; his only response was a macho shrug, as if to say nothing important. The sparkle in his eyes told a different story, but the oceanic depths also revealed a mischievous gleam that Courtney had come to know. Without anywhere to back up, she surrendered, waiting until he inevitably picked her up and walked further into the water. She glanced down into the crystal clear water seeing the shadow of his body holding her dangerously above it.

Sighing she raised her head from the shoulder “ Well go ahead, I’m wet already” Jason raised an eyebrow at this statement their gazes connecting for the briefest moment.

“I thought you hated the water”

The matter of fact mixed with shock in his voice caused her to grin, her fingers tracing a circular pattern on his drenched t-shirt.

“I do, but I trust you” Courtney bit her lip and plugged her nose, feeling their bodies plunge beneath the water. Opening her eyes underneath she resisted the urge to close them again with the sudden irritation, but he was there, grabbing her hand and pulling her back to the surface. Taking in the sudden breath of fresh air, Courtney ran a hand through the sopping mess Jason’s hair had become, realizing that this was one of the only chances she would have to touch it at all. Sliding the hand down to cup his cheek in her palm, she watched him lean in closer to the touch, their lips centimeters apart. Despite the growing chill of the barely lukewarm water and the heavy weight of their clothes, they kissed enjoying the near burning feel of the sun’s rays mixed with their unquenched desires.

Pulling back, Jason lifted her into his arms once again, seeing her nod before they took the plunge once again, it just seemed to fit.

Courtney looked out onto the scenery from the porches railing; the sun slowing dipping below the horizon and giving way to a large silvery moon. Stars cascaded across the darkened sky, casting a twinkling glow on the world below. Watching the day turn into night set Courtney at ease, whatever world lived beyond the confines of this small island fading away into a distant memory. Jason toweled his hair off in the doorway watching with mild interest, the moonlight cascading across her form, ivory skin illuminated in the darkness.

“I know your there” She whispered, turning her head slightly to look into his eyes. Warmth spread over her entire being at the sight of his baby blues clouded over in desire. The moment had been building; she could feel the tightening in her stomach, nervousness grabbing her unwillingly. He seemed so calm like a lion on the prowl, his sleek movements towards her side, standing teasingly within arms reach but keeping his distance all the same. Taking a deep breath she turned ever so slowly towards him, her heart racing like she was preparing to kiss for the first time. He was more direct though, his lips descending onto hers in a quick movement. The sweet savoring time had long passed and an urgent need surged through them. Courtney broke away first gulping air like she had been beneath the sea for an eternity. It was still so unreal, the way her heart felt like bursting every time their eyes met, their love was stronger then ever and it scared her. Turning her back on Jason, she resumed watching the waves roll in on the beach, squinting to see the crystal blue water in the dark. Jason’s arms found their way around her waist, tugging her lightly within his embrace. Courtney could feel the familiar comfort that began to invade her body, lulling the insecurities that still plagued her.

“What’s wrong” Jason asked, resting his chin against her shoulder. She shut her eyes, calming her breathing and trying to force the bad thoughts from her mind. She had everything she wanted, the man of her dreams and a beautiful tropical paradise. Why couldn’t that be enough?

“What if your wrong” The simple statement escaped her lips before her brain could even calculate the consequences. Jason’s arms dropped from around her waist, leaving her open to the sudden chill in the air. Her eyes dropped back to the ocean, avoiding Jason’s puzzled gaze. He gripped her shoulders turning her body to face him, whether she wanted to or not.

“What do you mean about me being wrong?”

Courtney sighed, rubbing her eyes tiredly, “ How do you know this is what you want, I mean what if were just hanging on to some image of our past. What happens when you realize were not the same, that you don’t want me the way you did,” Courtney rambled her eyes focusing on the doorframe above her husbands shoulder, acutely aware of her avoidance of any part of him. She immediately regretted her words at the sound of an exasperated sigh passing his lips. What she didn’t expect was to be hoisted into the air and placed on the porch railing. Adjusting to her new seating position, she understood it’s purpose, Courtney was now at eye level with Jason and left with no option but to maintain eye contact.

He grabbed her hands within his, awkwardly shifting from side to side, while trying to find the right words to say.

“ Do you remember what I said to you when we got married?” She nodded mutely gaze downcast, waiting for him to continue.

“I said that nothing could make me stop loving you. When you walked down that isle I knew no one would ever own my heart but you” He stepped closer, edging her chin upwards with his finger.

“When you became Courtney Morgan, I became whole… nothing has changed, it never will” Tears escaped the blonde’s eyes, the beauty of his words reminding her of the happiness they had once shared. Jason extended his hand, helping Courtney off the perch, before sweeping her into his arms.

“Jason what are you doing?”

“ I thought it was obvious I’m playing prince charming” An involuntary giggle escaped her lips at his self-assured words.

“I was thinking if you wanted to we could go consummate our marriage once again for old times sake” Jason could see a slow blush creep into Courtney’s cheeks before she dipped her head and nodded. The moment their gazes locked her previous problems faded away, their lips slowly coming together in a passionate kiss. Jason managed to maneuver himself towards the door and into the villa. Their bodies fell onto the bed, forcing them to pull apart briefly for air. Flushed and panting, Courtney shut her eyes as Jason stroked her cheek with the pad of his thumb gently.

“You sure about this?” He whispered, pulling her into his loving gaze with little effort. Courtney nodded her head, slowly snaking her hand into the silky hair at the nape of his neck and pulling him down for another searing kiss.

Preview for chapter 11: So what have Brenda and Carly been up to?

Chapter 11: Crimson Snowfall

Carly glanced at her watch, twisting the slender band between her forefingers, in an attempt to pass the time. Kevin sat on the couch, nursing his swollen eye with an ice pack. The penthouse was quieter then usual, giving Kevin the impression that Carly was not happy. The dark blonde couldn’t repress the scowl that found it’s way to her face; the whole evening plummeting because of the no show, that was Brenda Barrett. Sighing, she fell back into the other side of the couch, glancing towards Kevin with mild trepidation.

Running a finger along his bruised cheek, she finally spoke “ Are you feeling any better?”

He shrugged, sinking into the leather cushions in hopes of finding a better position.

“I’m alive, guess that’s better then nothing”

“I’m sorry” Carly offered honestly, for the briefest moment feeling a pang in her heart for all the trouble Kevin had gone through.

A thought bolted through her mind, causing her to whip around and nearly smack him

“ Why are you still here?” She continued with renewed force, at his puzzled _expression.

“I mean Brenda and I have put you through the ringer these past days, I thought you would have already been running for the hills by now”

“There aren’t many hills around here,” Kevin replied off handedly, smiling in spite of himself.

“Almost makes me feel bad for sending…” Carly cut off her sentence before Kevin could realize the events going on behind his back.

Brenda stormed in a minute later, her curly mane covered in snow, as was her expensive leather jacket, which she shrugged off angrily. Carly could feel the calm demeanor she had lulled into slowly dissipating; replaced by the seething hatred she had been experiencing moments earlier.

“Your late” Brenda only rolled her eyes in response, hands settling on her hips in a defensive stance.

“Thanks for stating the obvious Carly babes, it’s a freaking blizzard outside this penthouse, if you haven’t noticed” The brunette brushed a few of the melting flurries from her skirt, trying to remain calm under the dark blondes poignant glare.

The tension was broken when Sonny stepped through the doorway, distractedly looking over a file within his hands. The rooms’ occupants fell suddenly silent at his unexpected arrival, Carly’s eyes instantly shooting towards Brenda, who seemed engrossed with running her hand along the mahogany desk, at her side.

Sonny glanced up catching the uncomfortable look on his wife’s face, followed by an equally uncomfortable one on Kevin.

“Who are you?” The mobster inquired, pointing towards the fidgeting man on the couch.

“Kevin, Sir, I’m a-a supposed to marry your sister” He stood, awkwardly reaching forward to offer Sonny his hand, which he only stared at before turning towards the wet bar. Sipping his newly poured drink, Sonny looked Kevin over with sharp eyes, watching him squirm, as if he was a child sent to the corner for a time out. Kevin was intimidated; all of Courtney’s stories about Sonny had seemed to conveniently lack the whole dark, cold demeanour, part.

“Aren’t you a little short for my sister” Sonny finally spoke, downing another sip of his liquor, while observing Kevin gape at the statement.

Brenda raised her eyes in disbelief at the insult laced with an innocence only Sonny could pull off with a straight face. The two one time lovers shared a secretive glance, both of them looking away the minute Carly cleared her throat.

“We better get going”

Brenda and Kevin were out in the hallway already when Sonny called Carly back giving her a stern look, obvious disapproval written over his face.

“Be good,” he warned, defeated by his wife’s innocent hazel orbs.

“Aren’t I always?” Carly silenced him with a kiss, stopping the obvious answer from escaping his lips. Pulling back, Sonny held her to him a little bit longer, resting his forehead against hers.

“I love you not her” The simple statement brought tears to Carly’s eyes, her heart thudding in her chest at a more rapid pace.

“I know” Pulling back the dark blonde composed herself, smiling when Sonny momentarily refused to let her hand go.

“I’ll be home soon, I promise”

With that, Carly slipped her small hand from his grasp, making her way from the penthouse the pair by the elevator.

Kevin could not believe his eyes; dread quickly settling into his stomach at the sight of his newest form of torture. Before he could turn away and run back into the cold evening, Carly and Brenda were at his side, leading him further into the garish establishment. Fluorescent lights hit the centre stage; all different colours illuminating the platform and making it seem tackier. He couldn’t seem to get rid of his discomfort, It could have something to do with the fact that the guy leading us to our seats is wearing nothing but a leaf over his… umm… lower region, Kevin decided, attempting to avoid making direct eye contact with any part of the other man. Once seated, he could not resist prying the clubs politically incorrect shaped menu, from the waiters’ hands and using it to cover his quickly reddening face.

“Ignore my friend, it’s his first time” Carly patted Kevin’s shoulder reassuringly, while the barely dressed employee nodded in understanding, a fleeting look of compassion gracing his features.

“Don’t worry we get newbies all the time, by the way the next guy up is single, he really likes your type” The man was whisked away to another table, allowing Kevin to peer above the menu to glare at Carly.

“Did he just suggest what I think he suggested?” He asked in disbelief, reaching for his beer with a mortified look.

“Hun, he was just trying to offer a suggestion, you can’t help the way you swing, maybe he could see that your repressing something” Brenda replied, shrugging and taking another sip of her martini.

“I am not… I am not even going to dignify that with an answer, I’m engaged to Courtney, which is all that matters”

The announcer broke into the conversation, his booming voice catching everyone by surprise. Ladies crowded near the front intent on getting the best seat in the house as a police officer walked on stage. Kevin watched in stunned silence, realizing that if the dancer were really a cop, he would be arresting himself for public indecency. He kept his eyes down not daring to look at the display, currently enrapturing the club filled with women.

Carly took a sip of her drink hoping it would calm her nerves, the evenings earlier events still fermenting in the back of her mind. The unusually quit nature of Carly, mixed with her unenthusiastic response to Kevin’s obvious discomfort, caused a tinge of worry to work its way through Brenda, despite her better judgment. Rolling her eyes the brunette slid along the booth, startling Carly by sidling up to her with ease.

Brenda raised her bronzed colored hand to Carly’s pale forehead, checking it against her own, all under the woman’s suspicious gaze.

“What the hell are you doing?” Carly whispered harshly, removing the shorter woman’s hand from her forehead.

“I’m checking to see if you have a fever”

“Cause your acting un-Carly like”

The dark blonde-haired woman shrugged focusing on the clear bottom of her glass, as if trying to fall into it.

“Look I’m sorry I’m not being the life of the party, I can’t stand having to sit next to you when I know very well your panting after my husband like some bitch in heat” Carly exploded, earning the attention of not only Kevin but most of the easily distracted spectators. Sighing, the frazzled blonde pushed passed Courtney’s fiancée and towards the front entrance, not looking back.

Kevin turned to Brenda trying to decode her emotionless features, only seeing the rapidly forming tears in her large almond shaped eyes. Letting out a shaky breath she rose turning to look at Kevin “I have to go talk to her, here” Brenda placed a few dollar bills on the table and patted Kevin’s shoulder “Do what comes naturally” With a wink she too disappeared. Leaving Kevin to cower in the booth under the many waiters impressed stares “ Now I wish I never got the gym membership” He muttered, letting his head loll back against the leather cushioned booth.

Brenda pushed her way through the crowd and outdoors, nodding towards Marco who pointed to Carly’s partially shadowed form on the sidewall. With hesitation, she stepped forward, squinting through the rapidly falling snow in hopes of making out the woman’s facial _expression. With little luck, Brenda stepped under the garish yellow streetlight reaching her hand out and placing it on Carly’s shoulder. Carly stiffened, whipping around and effectively shrugging the hand off, anger and sadness marring her pale features.

“What do you want?”

“To tell you I’m not after your husband,” Brenda replied simply, bowing her head to glance at the toe of her high-heeled boot, as it scratched against the pavement.

“ Please you expect me to believe that after all you’re pining, you’ve just suddenly decided, to what, give up and become a nun. Come on Brenda, do I look like a natural blonde to you?”

Brenda turned away, shaking her head and lowering her body into a sitting position against the wall.

“You want to know why I was late.”

“Not really but your going to tell me anyway” Carly acknowledged, crossing her arms against her chest.

“I went to see Jax, after talking with Courtney I realized what I had with Sonny was wonderful but in the past, so I went to the cottage. I don’t know why, I mean, the whole situation screams idiot right. Anyway I stood in the cold, finally working up enough courage to knock” Brenda paused trying to find her bearings, noticing how Carly had edged closer, showing mild interest. Pushing herself up the wall, the shorter woman glanced around the parking lot, hearing the pulsating beat emanating from the strip club.

“He was with a hooker, some cheap woman he picked up on a street corner” Brenda blinked back tears, her hand finding it’s way through the unruly mass of curly hair on her head.

“ Not that it wasn’t an interesting story, but what does that have to do with Sonny?” Carly’s voice had noticeably lost its edge; slight compassion finding its way into her eyes.

“ I just realized that my life was supposed to be with Jax, I threw it away by kissing Sonny. Just because I lost my happy ending, doesn’t mean I’m going to steal yours. No matter what you think of me I do have the capability to move on” Brenda smiled timidly, watching Carly’s arms drop to her sides, slight embarrassment coming over her.

“Look I may not like you but I can learn to live with you” Carly offered begrudgingly, outstretching her hand and waiting to see if Brenda would take it.

Kevin’s eyes darted around the club trying to find the fastest route to the exit. He had already fought off the advances of half a dozen waiters and one stripper. Not one woman had even made a tentative step towards him, causing him to grow even more frustrated with the situation. When the announcer walked onto the stage again, Kevin could imagine ripping the microphone from the man’s hand and announcing to the hordes of available women that he was not gay, but also not available, Kevin added mentally. Another man had begun making the trek towards the lone man’s table, leaving Kevin to do nothing but prepare himself for the inevitable. This was all happening under the watchful gaze of Johnny, who did made no attempt to aid his employers, soon to be brother in law. The bodyguard knew where his loyalties lied and it definitely was not with some, bleached blonde fiancée of the moment.

Brenda accepted Carly’s outstretched hand, smiling at the welcomed resolution of years of fighting.

“Can we go inside I’m getting cold” The brunette stated, her teeth chattering from the icy wind that had begun to blow over the town, bringing with it more snowfall.

“Well maybe if you did not dress like some teenybopper, you would not be nearly so cold” Carly commented good-naturedly, earning a mock glare in response.

“Not all of us can dress like grandma”

Carly could not help the slight laugh that passed her lips involuntarily, as she led the way back towards the club. Brenda watched, as Carly seemed to stumble back, teetering from side to side, her eyelids drooping closed before she sunk to the ground.

“Carly!” Brenda screamed, running and kneeling at the fallen woman’s side, her hand instantly flying to the back of the woman’s head, where blood had slowly began to seep out and onto the pavement. Brenda glanced up to see Marco already dialling for an ambulance, leaving her to put pressure on the wound in hopes of stopping the flow of blood.

“Come on Carly, hold on okay” The brunette whispered through her rapidly falling tears, cradling the woman’s head in her lap, barely aware of the crimson staining her clothes as blood slid through her fingers.

“Hold on Carly, please”

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Courtney tucked her legs beneath her and settled deeper into the wooden deck chair. She could hear Jason clattering in the kitchen, in search of some breakfast, please let it be something already cooked, Courtney thought with a chuckle, imagining the disaster Jason had been the last time he attempted to whip something up. Smiling widely at the memory, she refocused her eyes on the strip of beach in front of her. The sun was high in the sky, creating a sparkling reflection against the crystal blue waves, crashing lightly onto the shore. Pulling her sunglasses on, Courtney wrapped Jason’s t-shirt tighter around her body, loving the way the smell of his cologne enveloped her. The private island was the piece of perfection and purity Jason could give his wife, considering the tainted life he led. Standing in the kitchen doorway, he had a clear view of his angel, curled up like a cat, the sun streaming onto her golden hair, making it practically glow. For a moment, he felt she was untouchable, too beautiful for his blood covered hands to ever caress, but then she turned, stretching her hand out and waiting for him to take it. He placed a kiss on her palm, letting her pull him to sit in the open space beside her. Settling in they sat in silence, neither daring to break the peaceful serenity that had become of their supposed ‘divorce trip’. Courtney rested her head on his shoulder, spooning her body further into his arms, as if trying to meld their forms into one.

“ So what do you want to do today?” Jason smiled when her only response was a groan, burying her head deeper into the crook of his neck.

“ Can’t we just stay like this forever?”

“ I wish, but eventually were going to have to get up”

“ Just a little longer” Courtney whined her eyes drifting closed to absorb the warm breeze traveling through her hair.

“ Whatever you want Mrs. Morgan” He stated, dropping a kiss on the top of her head.

She smiled lazily “ I missed that” Jason pulled back slightly looking into her eyes, love mirroring his own shining in them.

“What?” He asked innocently, while his hand found its way into her silky blonde locks.

“Being called Mrs. Morgan, silly” The playful tone in her voice caused him to pull her closer.

“ I missed calling you that too,” He admitted honestly, placing his cheek against the top of her head and savoring the feel of her body within his arms once again.

Brenda felt her body go numb from the unforgiving wind that whipped snow at her from all directions. She grew quiet, waiting while the ambulance made its way through the parking lot. Still kneeling by Carly’s side, the brunette felt herself being pushed back into a crowd of people, gathering to see the source of all the commotion. Kevin had made his way to the scene, noticing how Brenda barely register the paramedic’s voice, trying to break through her haze.

“Ma’am did you see how she fell?” The medic gently prodded, Brenda’s eyes never leaving the men crowded around Carly’s unconscious form, trying to stop the bleeding and lift her onto a stretcher.

“ I… she… we were just walking… when” She took a shaky breath, trying to stop the tears from continuing their path down her cheeks, her hands trembling while she tried to explain what had happened, her whole body beginning to shake near the end. Kevin seemed frozen, thinking towards Carly’s once very conscious form, dishing out insults less then fifteen minutes earlier. Seeing Brenda’s distress pulled him from his thoughts, knowing that she needed support before she collapsed under the pressure.

“Maybe you should take a seat,” The medic offered, when he finally took in the brunettes highly agitated state. She only shook her head, turning towards Kevin with mild trepidation, her bottom lip trembling, as she once again tried to hold in the fearful sobs that threatened to escape.

“What happened?” He inquired, having only heard a part of Brenda’s rendition to the paramedic, he abandoned his question when she stumbled into his arms, nearly passing out, as dizziness fought to take her over. Cradling her body to his side, Kevin watched while they finally positioned Carly into the ambulance, paramedics motioning the pair to follow them to the hospital.

Courtney laughed at Jason, while he tried to fix his ocean-drenched hair, now lying flat against his skull.

“ How much gel do you use to keep your hair up? Courtney inquired, catching the towel he flung at her, with a roll of his baby blues.

“I’m going to take a quick shower” She nodded, watching him walk to stand in front of her.

“Jason…. No… Jason put me down,” Courtney giggled, trying to wiggle her way out of his hold, with no luck.

Finally putting her down, he addressed the frazzled blonde’s distrustful gaze “ I said I was taking a shower, didn’t say I was taking it alone” Jason captured her lips in a sweet kiss, swallowing her protests.

Kevin paced the waiting room floor, the dull sound of his shoes scratching against the tile, echoing through the quiet area. He cast a quick glance in Brenda’s direction, immediately regretting it. Every time he looked at her red puffy eyes and ghostly pale shaking form, he wanted to help her, but she had already made it clear that he could not.

Brenda focused on gazing at the floor, trying not to let her almond colored orbs travel back to the blood caked onto her clothes. Carly’s blood, Brenda thought, her breath coming out ragged, with the weight the revelation dropped onto her chest. She began to rub her knuckles, trying desperately to scrape the blood from her palms and clothes. Tears made hot paths down her cheeks, her hands wiping at them furiously, before returning to scrubbing her hands clean. Kevin could see the little composure she had worked up start to fade, her relentless rubbing doing nothing but turn her skin redder. He could not resist crouching at her side, his hand slowly cupping her cheek, hoping to pull her from the spell she seemed to be under. Brenda’s motions slowly ceased, her cloudy coffee eyes, registering his presence.

“Please don’t,” She whispered quietly, causing Kevin to lean in to hear her words at all. He pulled back; watching while Brenda drew her knees up to her chest, cocooning her body from his intense stare. Sighing, he rose, finally realizing the man quickly approaching the room, seemingly on the warpath.

“ What the hell did you do?” The harsh words and cold unfeeling gaze drew Brenda from her protective position and into the eyes of her one time lover.

Courtney let the breeze ruffle her light blue summer dress, enjoying the momentary cool gusts between the slowly growing unbearable humidity. Jason slid his arms around her waist, inhaling the scent of her peach shampoo with a small smile. Her hands slipped along his arms, coming to rest on top of his, all while watching the horizon slowly change. Neither wanted to address the reality of the situation, it wouldn’t always be this easy to be together, especially when unanswered questions still hung in the air. With ease, Courtney disentangled herself from his embrace, her bare feet padding down the patio steps and onto the scorching sand. She did not flinch at the temperature change; she just kept walking to the edge of the rolling sea, waiting patiently until Jason followed. Her arms wrapping around herself, in an attempt to ward of the chill that leaving Jason’s hold seemed to cause.

Courtney could sense his presence without having to look sideways “ I left because you pushed me away, in a way I though it was what you wanted” Laughing bitterly, she knelt to pick up a handful of sand, enthralled by the way it slipped through her fingers with ease, piling onto the ground as if it had never left. She wished more then anything it could be the same for her that everything would be so easy to just get back, as easy as it was to find Jason again.

“No I need to tell you that I never stopped missing you, I mean it’s weird loving Kevin seemed so easy” She paused, noting the sudden dark glint that invaded Jason’s eyes at her ex-fiancées’ name.

“ I don’t want to hear this,” He stated, catching Courtney off guard, he always listened no matter what she had to say. Sighing, her feet sunk deeper into the sand, her hands reaching for his tentatively, before entwining their fingers.

He seemed to focus on the way their hands fit together, instead of looking into her eyes while she spoke “ The reason it was so easy to love Kevin was because it wasn’t real” She smiled when he finally glanced up beneath his furrowed brow.

“ It wasn’t real because I never stopped loving you, I pledged my life to making us work and I couldn’t run from the truth, I belong with you” Jason’s eyes seemed to briefly water before his lips spread into a small smile. His hand slipping from beneath hers, to cup her cheek, while the pad of his thumb caressed the soft flesh.

“ I’m not letting you go anywhere,” He stated possessively, his arms tightening around her waist, pulling her flush against him. Courtney’s pulse quickened with the words he nearly growled out, her heart beating erratically within her chest. Through ragged breaths, she reached up to run her hand up his arm, resting it against his heart.

“ I love you Jason”

“I love you too” They stood for a few moments their bodies touching and lips centimeters apart, before finally giving in and melting into a passionate kiss.

Pulling away her eyes sparkling in the sun’s dying rays she took his hand “ Lets go inside”

“Sonny?” Brenda managed to choke out, her eyes round as saucers at the accusation. No fire lit up her eyes, there was no drive to fight with, she only let her head fall back onto her knees, wanting no more then to just sink into the charcoal floor.

Kevin grabbed the man’s arm dragging him to the side, his eyes on Brenda’s shaking form the whole time.

“ Brenda had nothing to do with what happened. Carly fell and hit her head” Kevin saw a brief look of guilt invade the mobsters eyes, before they became void once again.

“How is she?” His voice wavered, barely contained tears taking hold of his deep chocolate brown eyes.

“We don’t know” Kevin could see Sonny begin to unravel under the stress, his uncertain words doing nothing to help the situation. Sonny sunk into a chair, letting his head fall into his hands, his whole body screaming to lash out a something, someone, but there was no one to blame and nothing he could do but let the inevitable waiting process begin.

Kevin surveyed the hospital his hands balling into fists, as he tried to figure out exactly where Courtney could be and how to reach her.

Kneeling at Brenda’s side, he saw her head lift a little; moist toffee eyes barely visible beneath a mass of curls that fell over her forehead.

“You have to tell me where Courtney is” Her hesitation surprised him, making the obvious realization hit him like a ton of bricks.

“She’s with Jason isn’t she?” He could feel the anger within him begin to boil, his face a mask of fury, one he needed to hide before Brenda misinterpreted it.

Taking a deep breathe he took hold of one of her ice cold hands “ You have help me find a way to tell her about Carly” A moment passed by before she nodded, like an unsure child ready to walk off with a stranger.

Courtney and Jason stood at the foot of their bed, savoring the tastes and feel of each other. Pushing Jason into a sitting position, Courtney stood between the v of his legs, turning to allow him access to the zipper of her dress. Slipping it from her body, he threw it onto the ground, whipping her around. Smiling she dipped her head down to capture his lips in a quick kiss, his hand reaching for the strap of her black bra. She pulled back before he could, her eyes glinting in the moonlight, knowing very well that she was being a tease.

“Your not as naked as me, its not fair” She observed, pouting slightly, he watched her lower lip jut out, seeing the opportunity, he pulled her down for another kiss, his teeth grazing the exposed flesh. She moaned into his mouth, her feeling of control slowly slipping, as her hands found their way to his shirt, tugging it forcefully up his chest, and over his head. Courtney slowly pushed him back, a feral gleam entering her desire clouded baby blues. She hung above him for a few moments, his eyes falling to her heaving chest. Jason could not help but be in awe of her beauty, even with her blonde blond hair tangled around his fingers and swollen lips, she looked like an angel. Her flushed cheeks reddened further under his gaze “ your beautiful” He whispered, slowly lowering her for another kiss, while his free hand worked around to her back trying to unclasp her bra. Courtney broke free of the embrace, her eyes darting around the room wildly, leaving Jason to watch her in confusion. She stood up suddenly, leaving him alone on the bed, his head lolling back onto a plush pillow trying to see what his wife was doing. Courtney was rifling through the villa like a mad woman, in search of something obviously important.

“Do you hear that?” She stopped in the center of the room; Jason’s eyes focused solely on her half naked body, ivory skin lit by the silver shadow of the moon.

She snapped her fingers drawing his attention “Uh… what did you say?” He inquired, rather sheepishly.

Courtney smirked knowingly, her hands resting on her hips while she tried to listen intently to her surroundings “Jason it’s ringing… I hear ringing”

She began to once again tear the place apart, trying to follow the sound to its source, “ You could help” Courtney commented, to Jason who showed no signs of moving until she began to glare. Rising he ploughed through a few cabinets, trying to strain his ears to hear what she had, but nothing but the faint sounds of the waves hit his ears.

“Court maybe your hearing things…” He fell silent after another stern look, her arms crossing over her chest defensively.

“I know what I heard, maybe your just deaf” Courtney mumbled, a thought finally striking her. Jason could only hang back and watch while his wife ran to the pile of bags that had been delivered a few days before, her hands immediately ripping objects from within.

Her hand flew into the air victoriously “Hah” she cried, flipping the cell phone open.

“Kevin?” Courtney could feel her heart plummet at the sound of the familiar voice, Jason’s eyes hardening, while they gazed forward to where she stood.

“Where are you?” She asked, turning her back on Jason in hopes of not feeling so uncomfortable. A few moments passed, leaving Jason to only watch his wife nod, barely speaking a word the entire conversation; his anger ebbing away when she finally turned, her eyes clouding in tears, which began to slip from their watery prison.

He could not even tell when the phone call was over, Courtney’s hands still clutching the phone so tightly her knuckles began to turn white, as did her face, which had lost any tinge of color it had. Jason crossed the room within seconds, seeing the cell slip from her grip, Courtney’s eyes barely registering the crash it made as it hit the ground. His hands cupped her cheeks, forcing her face upwards, in hopes of getting her to explain what had happened.

“Courtney please tell me” He swallowed his own tears, at the sight of her broken state.

“It’s Carly” She tried to catch her breath, but her lungs felt like they had deflated, Jason’s strong arms the only thing keeping her from falling “ Carly is in the hospital, it’s serious Jason” He nodded, running a hand through his hair and urging her to sit before her legs could give way completely.

“ We have to get to her” Courtney felt her vision blur with tears, Jason seemingly fading away into a liquid outline.

“We will get to her, I promise” He brushed away her tears with the pad of his thumb, forcing himself to think clearly and not let his emotions overwhelm him. He wanted so desperately to hold Courtney in his arms and stop her sobs, but he knew they needed to get off the island and quickly. Scooping up the fallen phone he dialed the pilot, gripping Courtney’s hand tightly, to keep her from allowing herself to sink too far into her own mind, knowing the things she could craft up, to work herself into a more agitated state.

“Yea I need a plane…”

I know a tad risqué but it’s a soap it could’ve been much worse… just think Jason topless for the rest of ur vacation!