Alan Quartermaine stood completely still and watched his son watching Elizabeth Webber. Jason was standing motionless behind a potted plant watching Elizabeth with her fiancÚ Lucky Spencer as they oohed and aahed over their sonogram picture. He saw the other man clench his fists and start to turn away only to pause when Lucky announced that he had to head back into work.
Jason waited until the other man had left the area before he stepped out of his hiding place and walked towards Elizabeth. Her head was still down, bent over the picture in her hands. When she sensed someone standing in front of her she looked up and quickly smiled when she realized it was Jason.
“Hi,” she said softly.
“Hey,” Jason replied. Alan rolled his eyes when he heard his son speak. He’d have thought that after all these years Jason would have stopped assuming that the least amount of words said were the best.
Looking down at the picture she was holding, Elizabeth held it out to him, asking shyly, “Do you want to see it?”
Jason reached out his hand, pausing a moment before completing the move and pulling the sonogram picture closer to himself. Looking down at it he studied it for a moment before shaking his head and saying, “I don’t see anything.”
Elizabeth smiled at him and moving closer to his side so she was practically leaning on him she pointed to a blacker spot on the card and said, “This here is the head, and if you look here you can make out that he or she is sucking their thumb. Here is the torso and the arms, little hand here and here. The legs are right here, one little foot and then the other one.” She traced her hand over each part of the image as she laid it out for him. Jason’s eyes widened when it began to take shape.
Smiling softly he looked down at her and said, “You’re still the only person I know who can tell a picture. Thanks Elizabeth.”
Looking around to make sure no one could over hear them she pushed the sonogram picture into Jason’s hands and said, “Here, I have a few more, you can take this one.”
Jason nodded his head but before he could say anything Epiphany interrupted them, “Are you going to be getting to work now, Nurse Webber?”
“Yes, Epiphany,” Elizabeth stated and then smiling once more at Jason she headed to the locker rooms.
Jason’s eyes tracked her until she was out of sight. As he started to turn around he realized that Epiphany was staring at him. Raising an eyebrow he waited to see what she wanted. “Elizabeth has finally gotten her life on track again Jason, don’t go messing that up for her,” she advised.
Jason just nodded his head curtly once. He turned on his heel and headed down the hallway away from the interfering nurse. Alan watched him go and then turned to look after Elizabeth, a frown on his face. Stepping out of the room he’d been hiding in he pondered what he’d just seen, what he’d just watched. Looking at Epiphany, he nodded his head silently and stepped around her, off to do his rounds. The head nurse just shook her head at everyone’s shenanigans and headed off back to work. Someone had to actually work around here.
Jason sat on the dock and looked at the picture in his hands. His fingers ran over it again and again as he absorbed the enormity of what he was looking at, his child, his son or daughter. Hearing footsteps coming, he quickly slid the picture into his pocket and looked up to see Sam coming down the stairs. Standing he leaned over and let her kiss him on the cheek when she got to him.
Smiling up at Jason she snuggled into his side and asked, “What have you been up to? Want to go home with me and we can get some take-out, order in some Chinese and just relax?”
He shook his head and moved away from her a little to say, “Sorry Sam but Sonny needs me to work tonight. I’ll be home late if I even make it home at all. I’ll see you tomorrow okay.”
Frowning she looked up at him and said, “Come on Jason, you can’t be serious. We haven’t spent any time together since the Metro Court was bombed. I need to spend time with you Jason; I need to know that you’re there for me.”
“Sam, you know that my job has late hours, you’ve always known that. I thought that you’d be busy with Everyday Heroes anyway,” Jason said with a shrug.
Growling under her breath Sam told him, “What does that matter Jason, I mean yeah I work a lot more now that I have the show but I’m still around more often than you are. I thought that we could go over the scripts and I can tell you about what’s going to happen. Please Jason; I just want to spend some time with you.”
Shaking his head and trying not to sound exasperated Jason told her, “Sam, I don’t have time tonight. I have to get to the coffeehouse; I’ll talk to you tomorrow.” He turned and walked away without even looking back. Sam stomped her foot and whirled around heading for the studio. If Jason was going to be busy with Sonny then she’d have to find another way to spend her evening, maybe one of the grips would like some company tonight.
Elizabeth paused in her work as she placed a hand on her stomach and smiled as the baby seemed to be doing cartwheels. Shaking her head, she looked up at Dr. Quartermaine as he came up to the desk. She smiled at the older man, thinking about how recently they’d almost lost him. He was still only allowed to be at the hospital a few hours a day and she thought that he was probably very close to overdoing it today. Closing the file she’d just finished, she asked, “What can I do for you, Dr. Quartermaine?”
“Oh nothing,” he smiled thinking back to watching her with Jason earlier. “I was just wondering how you and the baby were doing? I’m so sorry that Emily sent me out of the hotel Elizabeth, it should have been you.”
“Oh no,” she rushed to correct him. “I’m fine and so is my baby. You needed to get to the hospital and Emily did the right thing by sending you out. I’m just so thankful we didn’t lose you. Your family needs you and so does this hospital.”
He smiled slightly at her and then asked that she change a patient’s medicine. As soon as the changes were recorded in the file, she set off to the room to make sure the new orders were carried out. As soon as she was gone Alan headed behind the nurse’s desk and rifled through the files in the drawers until he came to the one titled, Elizabeth Webber. Pulling it out he glanced around before flipping it open and quickly flicking through the pages looking for something out of the ordinary. Coming to a paternity test, he stopped and read it carefully. Hearing someone coming, Alan closed the file and immediately set it back in its place, walking around the desk and heading for the elevator. He had a lot to think about now.
Walking along the dock Alan Quartermaine looked out at the water, thinking about how much time his son spent down here. He knew that at one time even AJ had been happy to work down here on the docks. But AJ was gone and all he had left were Jason and Emily. Emily was following in both his and Monica’s footprints by becoming a doctor; they had a good relationship with her. Jason was a little closer to him than before, he’d come to see him when he was in the hospital and they were trying to build some semblance of a relationship. He’d wondered what had caused the change and now he knew. Jason was going to be a father.
What he didn’t understand was why he was going to let Lucky Spencer raise his child. Why wasn’t he going to be a part of this baby’s life? It wasn’t like it was impossible with his lifestyle, just look at Corinthos, he had three children, he was able to keep them safe so why couldn’t Jason have his child in his life?
His musings were interrupted when he heard someone coming, he stopped walking when he saw Jason coming towards him.
Jason looked up when he saw Alan and looking around he asked, “What are you doing down here?”
“Hmm,” Alan asked, “oh just taking a walk and thinking. It’s peaceful down here by the water don’t you think?”
Jason didn’t reply he just stared at the man he was attempting to build a relationship with. He watched as Alan looked around and then took a step closer to the water, turning to stare out at it.
“You know Jason, I’ve been thinking about fatherhood today. I’ve been remembering a quote that my mother told me when I found out I was going to be a father. It’s amazing how much it has stayed with me, even when I was failing to follow its tenants, I still remembered it. It goes ‘Until you have a son of your own . . . you will never know the joy, the love beyond feeling that resonates in the heart of a father as he looks upon his son. You will never know the sense of honor that makes a man want to be more than he is and to pass something good and hopeful into the hands of his son. And you will never know the heartbreak of the fathers who are haunted by the personal demons that keep them from being the men they want their sons to be.’ It was said by a man named Kent Nerburn. What I wouldn’t give to be able to start over again, to be able to go back and do it right. I’m just so thankful that you’re giving me a chance to know you Jason. The worst thing I’ve experienced in my life is not knowing my son,” Alan said, staring out at the water.
Jason was silent as he looked at Alan and absorbed what he said. He opened his mouth to speak before closing it again. Turning to face his son, Alan laid a hand on his shoulder and said, “With all my heart Jason I am begging you not to make the mistake that I made. Be the man your son needs you to be. I love you son.”
Jason watched as Alan walked away, heading up the stairs and leaving the docks. His mind played over and over what was said until he realized that Alan knew, he knew that Elizabeth was having his baby. Could it be that she was having his son? It was his turn to stare out at the water as he tried to come to terms with what had just happened. He wanted to be a man his son could look up to. He wanted to be a man his daughter could look up to if that was what he was having. The more time he’d had to the think the less he was sure he and Elizabeth had done the right thing. Maybe it was time to talk to her again, make her see that he could be a father to her child. Maybe make her see that he could be a husband to her.
Elizabeth sat on the couch in the house that Lucky lived in with his parents. She looked around and could see Laura in all the decorations, not that she didn’t like them but she wanted to be able to put her mark on this home. Sighing softly, she leaned back in her seat and put her hand on the baby lying under her heart. A wave of sadness washed over her as she thought about the fact that her son or daughter was never going to know their real father. She tried to tell herself again that it was for the best, but was she right, was it best that Jason not be a part of this baby’s life? Why was it best that Lucky believe he was the father?
She stood up and began pacing the room thinking about the day in the hospital when she decided that she had to let Lucky believe he was the father so that he’d stay clean. Was that really in the best interest of her child, who was more important?
Before she could continue down that avenue there was a knock at the door. Looking at the clock on the mantel she was shocked to see that it was midnight. Going over to the door she looked out the window to see who would be showing up at midnight. Surprised to see Jason standing there, she opened the door to him and stepped back, watching as he entered inside.
Jason ran his hands through his hair as he stared at Elizabeth in silence. He could see the questions in her eyes, the wondering why he’d appeared on her doorstep. Shaking his head he looked at the floor for a minute before he raised his head and said, “I can’t do it anymore, I can’t lie.”
Elizabeth’s mouth fell open. She completely forgot about her argument just moments ago with herself, when she’d wondered if she was doing the right thing. Hearing Jason say he couldn’t lie anymore she rushed to change his mind. “Jason, you promised me that you’d do this. We agreed that Lucky should be the father.”
“Quite frankly Elizabeth I don’t want Lucky raising my son or daughter. I don’t want him involved with my child at all but since I know I don’t have any say in that I’m just going to tell you, I want my child. I want to be the father,” Jason said simply.
Elizabeth’s jaw dropped again. She couldn’t believe it; Jason was going back on everything they’d agreed on. Before she could say anything to him, Lucky’s voice sounded from the doorway. “What are you doing in my house at this hour Jason? Don’t tell me you just came by to check on Elizabeth, I’m not going to believe it.”
Turning his eyes from Elizabeth, Jason looked at Lucky and just stood there silently, wanting to tell him the truth but still unsure of how Elizabeth was going to react. His eyes fell back on her and he could see the mute appeal in her eyes as she begged him silently not to do this. His attention was grabbed by Lucky again when he came into the house.
“I want you to leave Jason and I’ve got to tell you this is the last straw for me. I was willing to accept that you came by to see Elizabeth after you saved her at the Metro Court but if you’re going to be dropping by at all hours, I don’t want you here. Stay away from Elizabeth Jason, she doesn’t want you in her life and I don’t want you anywhere near my child. Get out and don’t come back, ever,” Lucky demanded.
Jason’s eyes turned back to Elizabeth again and he raised an eyebrow. He was waiting to see if she was going to say anything, going to stop Lucky before he made a mistake that Jason would correct. Elizabeth’s eyes had closed though, she was silently screaming in her head for Lucky to stop now before Jason told him the truth, before Jason was pushed too far and he had no other option left.
Hearing a scuffle, Elizabeth opened her eyes to see Lucky grabbing hold of Jason’s arms and trying to wrestle him out the door. Jumping back away from them she yelled, “Lucky, what do you think you’re doing?”
He shoved at Jason again and yelled, “I want him out of my house, out of my house and out of your life.”
“He’s my friend,” Elizabeth screamed at him as Jason simply kept Lucky at bay, not fighting him but not letting him force him out the door either.
“Not anymore Elizabeth, that’s it, I want him out of your life, he’s not welcome anymore and he just has to get it through his damaged skull!” Lucky screamed.
Elizabeth fell silent and stared at him, wondering where the wonderful boy she’d loved had gone. Looking over his shoulder into Jason’s eyes she said, “He’s never going to be out of my life, he’s the father of my baby.”
The room fell deathly silent and Lucky turned his head and looked over at her, staring in shock and heartache. “What are you talking about, you’re lying. How can Jason be the father of your baby? Zander is Cam’s father and I’m the father of this baby.”
“No Lucky, Jason is the father of this baby,” Elizabeth told him sadly. She hated hurting him but she couldn’t let the lie continue. All of a sudden it was just too much; it was too heavy a load for her to carry.
Shaking his head over and over again Lucky said, “No, you’re lying, why are you lying about this Elizabeth? How could you do that to me?”
“She’s not lying, Lucky,” Jason said quietly.
Lucky spun around and aimed a punch as Jason’s jaw screaming, “Shut up, this is all your fault, just shut up.”
Jason allowed the hit knowing that if he was in Lucky’s place he’d want to do the same thing. He rubbed his jaw and said, “That’s the only one you’re going to get, the next one I’ll hit back.”
“You son of a bitch,” Lucky seethed. “You just walk into my house and take my life? I don’t think so; I’m not letting you take everything that’s mine.”
“I’m not taking what’s yours Lucky, the baby is mine. I’m sorry you were lied to, but it’s your own fault. Elizabeth didn’t feel like she had another option when you were using her pregnancy to get clean and stay that way. She held you up Lucky when you weren’t strong enough to do it yourself. But this baby deserves better than that, it deserves more than just to be your crutch,” Jason told him evenly.
Lucky shook his head screaming, “No, don’t you dare put this on me. Elizabeth is a whore who had an affair with you!”
Jason pulled back his fist and hit Lucky so fast he never saw it coming. The blow flipped him right over and he landed on the ground with a thud. Elizabeth put her hand to her mouth, shocked at what Lucky had called her. He looked up at her from the floor and asked, “How could you do this to me? I adored you, loved you, put you on a pedestal and you screw Jason Morgan? Why Elizabeth? Why?”
She shook her head and asked, “What do you think you were doing when this happened, Lucky?”
“What does it matter? You cheated on me, you used to try to make me feel so guilty for sleeping with Maxie when you were screwing Jason the whole time,” he sneered.
“No Lucky,” she whispered. “It was the night I found you in our bed with Maxie. I went to Jason because I needed a friend who wouldn’t try to guilt me into going back to you. We reconnected that night, we made love, but it was only one time.”
“Yeah right,” Lucky sneered again. “It was one time that you let that thug use your body. You know you were only a stand-in for Sam, right Elizabeth? You have the same hair color and while her body is better than yours, I’m sure if Jason closed his eyes he was able to pretend he had her in bed with him.”
Elizabeth gasped at the hurt that Lucky was inflicting. She turned away and wiped at the tear that was running down her face. She tried to close her ears knowing that he was only doing this because of the pain she’d caused him but the words where hurting her.
“I’m sure that kissing you wasn’t too bad, you do have soft lips but his hands were probably wondering what the heck he was holding when he ran his hands over your body, it’s closer to a boy’s than a girl’s,” he laughed at her.
Elizabeth turned to look at him and said, “I didn’t know you felt that way all this time Lucky.”
He shrugged his shoulders, “I made do with what you had. But Jason here is used to more, if you know what I mean.”
Jason was furious; he reached over and grabbed Lucky and holding him up said, “You’ve had the most amazing woman all these years and this is how you treat her? Elizabeth is a stand-in for no woman, I had no one but her on my mind that night, there wasn’t any room for another woman or man between us. What we had Lucky, I’d give anything to have it again.”
Smirking at Jason, Lucky reminded him, “But you can’t because it’s all mine.”
Elizabeth shook her head, “You just told me you made do and now you’re saying it’s all yours?”
Jerking out of Jason’s grip Lucky grabbed her arm and said, “You and that kid inside you are mine.”
“No Lucky, we aren’t, we don’t belong to anyone,” she told him quietly. Pulling away she looked at Jason, “I need to get Cam from upstairs and then can you please take me to my Grandmother’s? I don’t think we can stay here.”
Lucky watched her walk away and yelled, “That’s right Elizabeth, take your other brat and get out of my house. I’m sick of raising other men’s kids with you just because you can’t keep the fathers around. Get out!”
Jason waited until she was up the stairs before he turned to Lucky again and hit him hard sending him crashing over the couch. Advancing on him he said, “Don’t you ever speak to her like that again.”
Wiping his mouth as he stood up, Lucky grinned and said, “You just assaulted an officer of the law Jason, you’re going to jail for that.”
“You aren’t in uniform or on duty Lucky, so don’t even try that one with me. My lawyer will chew you up and spit you out. I’m taking Elizabeth out of here and I’ll warn you know, stay away from her,” Jason growled.
Before Lucky could answer, Elizabeth was back down the stairs with Cam in her arms and a bag thrown over her shoulder. Seeing how heavy the sleeping boy was Jason reached out for him and pulled him into his own arms. He carried him out the door, keeping a hand on Elizabeth’s lower back and putting himself between her and Lucky. Once they got outside she took a deep breath and looked up at him a question in her eyes. Jason fastened Cam into Morgan’s car seat that he had in his truck and then put Elizabeth into the front. Once they were driving he turned to her and asked, “What?”
“Why did you change your mind tonight? What happened to make you decide that you wanted to tell the truth?” she asked him.
He stared out the window as he steered through the night. Finally deciding to answer he said, “It was something that Alan said to me, about being an honorable man for your son. About the regret he felt for not being the honorable man he wanted to be for his children. It made me realize that that’s what I want for our child, I want to be a man who he or she can look up to.”
Elizabeth was silent for a minute before finally saying, “You’re going to be a wonderful father Jason.”
He swallowed hard and then his hand reached across the space between them and he wrapped it around hers. Looking at her, he smiled as his eyes traced the outline of her lips. He remembered how soft they were and how kissing them made him feel. Pulling over suddenly he reached out for her and unfastening her seatbelt he pulled her into his arms and kissed her. She was shocked at first before melting into the kiss and Jason. He finally pulled back when he knew they both needed air, a part of him very glad that her son had slept through it.
Elizabeth stared at him in shock, blinking at the surprise of his kiss, not having expected it. Jason stroked a hand through her hair before saying, “Sorry, I just had to.”
Smiling at him she nodded her head before sliding back into her seat. He started the truck again and pulled back onto the road. It took them only a few more minutes to get to Audrey’s house. Elizabeth opened the door and let Jason carry Cam into the house and up to the room he used when he was there. She turned to him when he came back downstairs and blushed at the look in his eyes. Jason pulled her to him again and pressed a gentle kiss against her lips. Smiling at her he said, “I’ll see you tomorrow okay.”
Elizabeth nodded and closed the door behind him as he went back to his truck. He got in and put it into drive, pulling away from the house. His mind played over the night and he smiled when he realized that he was now going to be the father to his child. It wasn’t just a dream anymore, it was a reality. He took a deep breath when he thought of Sam and telling her, he didn’t want to hurt her but he wasn’t willing to live a lie any longer. And part of that lie was saying he still loved her, he didn’t and he hadn’t since he’d opened up his heart to Elizabeth in his penthouse that night. It wasn’t a one-night stand; it was a night of passion.
When Jason arrived home he opened the door only to find Sam drunk and trying to grope Milo in his livingroom. When he walked in, the younger man turned even redder than he already was and said, “I’m sorry Jason, I brought her home from the Metro Court bar and she keeps trying to put her hands down my pants.”
Jason sighed and walked over, grabbing Sam’s hands, pulling her away from Milo. He nodded to the door and the guard got the point and practically ran out. Letting go of Sam, he allowed her to fall to the couch. She looked up at him and sneered, “Guess who called me while I was having a celebratory drink with Amelia.”
Staring at her, he sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose before saying, “Lucky Spencer.”
“That’s right Jason; Unlucky Spencer called me and told me this huge lie. Want to know what that lie is, he told me you were the father of Elizabeth’s brat, he said you told him yourself.”
“Don’t ever call my child a brat Sam,” Jason said forcefully.
“Oh please,” she screamed. “Is that all you can say to me? Me, Jason, the woman who was supposed to have your baby but I can’t now and she is the one who gets that honor? Oh no, no no no, I don’t think so. I want you to tell her that we’re taking that baby, I will be its mother not her!”
Jason didn’t say anything he just picked up the phone and called Alexis, “You need to come and get Sam,” he said before putting the phone down. Looking at her sprawled out over his couch he said, “We’re over Sam, Elizabeth is the mother of my child and she always will be. I’m sorry, I never wanted to hurt you but I’m not going to let you hurt her or anyone else I love.”
“You love me!” Sam screamed.
“I did,” Jason agreed. When she tried to pick the lamp to throw at him he simply pulled it away from her and slung her over his shoulder, carrying her out to the elevator. As soon as he saw Milo standing in the hall waiting for orders he said, “Take her to the garage, Alexis is on her way. Sam isn’t to be allowed access to this floor again, make sure all the men know.” Milo agreed and left with her.
Standing in the middle of the hallway Jason realized he was free. He was free of Sam and he was free to tell everyone he was going to be a father. Grinning he walked back to his penthouse. Life had suddenly gotten a whole lot better and if he was honest with himself he owed Alan for all of it. He told him to be an honorable man and that was what he was going to be. He was going to be an honorable man, father and someday if he was truly fortunate, he’d be an honorable husband to the woman that if he was honest, he’d loved for so long.