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A/N I was so excited to see Shawn Johnson win the mirror ball. She really worked for it. Not that Giles didn't but I thought his freestyle was lacking. Sorry there was no update last week, my daughter had the flu so I was doing "mommy" things. I am hoping to catch up and get you guys another chapter of this and at least 2 of Forsaken.

Chapter 11

"Irina, this was an amazing meal. Where did you learn to cook?"

Laughing Irina set down her wine glass. "One of the advantages of having Rocco DiSpirito as your dance partner." She shot a quick glance at Jason who was rocking back on his chair legs. "Elizabeth you are single right? I have Rocco's phone number if you're interested. He'd cook for you."

Elizabeth was just about to answer when a loud crash turned all their heads.

Jason lay sprawled on the floor, legs in the air and covered in beer. Before anyone could move he was on his feet.

"I'm okay. I'm okay."

Elizabeth stood anyway, reaching a hand out she asked "Are you sure? Did you hit your head?"

"I'm fine" he answered pushing at his wet clothes. He glared at Maks who was laughing so hard he choked. "Yeah good serves you right" he said crossly.

Irina chose to ignore all of this and continue with the previous conversation. "So what do you think Elizabeth?"

"About??"

"Going out with Rocco. He's a really nice guy, very gentlemanly. I think you guys would get along really well."

Elizabeth crinkled her nose. She was never really good at the dating thing and the thought of a blind date did nothing for her.

"Irina, leave her alone. She doesn't need your help." Maks hid a smirk behind his hand. "She already has an interested man."

Jason stopped wiping at his clothes and stared at Maks. What the hell was his friend doing?

"That bachelor guy, Ric something or other. He seems very interested."

Jason made a strange noise causing everyone to look at him.

Frowning Elizabeth reached for him again. "Jason are you sure you are okay?"

"Fine, uhh fine. Oh well would you look at the time. 10 already. We need to get going. It's so late and we have a busy day tomorrow."

Three brows furrowed in confusion as they watched Jason quickly move around the room gathering their coats and Elizabeth's bag.

"Jason…?"

"Maks, Irina, thanks for a really great dinner. Come on Elizabeth." He reached over to take hold of her elbow practically propelling her out of the house.

Elizabeth managed to keep silent for the first 10 minutes of the ride. Sneaking glances at Jason she watched as the muscles in his jaw flexed. He was obviously annoyed about something but what she had no idea.

"Okay, you know, I give. What crawled up your ass and died?"

"Huh?"

Elizabeth huffed "Oh no don't start that crap again. You were rude back there. We were having a nice dinner with some nice people and suddenly we have to leave? What gives?"

Jason's grip tightened on the steering wheel. What could he say to answer that? That the thought of her going out with someone else bothered him. That he had lied to get her to go to dinner with him tonight because he wanted to be the one to take her out but was a chicken. He had finally given in and admitted to himself that he liked her. But now what. He had no idea if she felt the same and they still had to be partners for the foreseeable future. What if he made a move and she shot him down. How awkward would that be? What if they tried and it didn't work then what? Oh this sucked. He was Jason Morgan, women fell all over him and yet here he was feeling at a total loss.

"Jason?"

He glanced over at her. The soft glow of the moonlight hit her skin bathing her in an ethereal glow. He knew how soft she was and he wanted nothing more than to reach over and pull her close. To tuck her under his arm as he drove so that he could take in her warmth and surround himself with her scent.

HOOOONNNKKKK!

"JASON!"

The sound of the horn had him jerking his head forward as he swerved the car.

"Are you okay?"

"Jason I am fine - but I am getting worried about you"

Shaking his head he stared at the road "You know I think I may have hit my head - I have a bit of a headache. Let's just get home."

Elizabeth was early to the set on Monday morning. She was filming and intense scene in which her character Becky finds out her husband has been taking drugs and cheating on her. It involved a lot of yelling and crying and she always found it helped for her to get to the studio early and try to de-stress before having to pull out all the emotional punches. She also wanted to get ready for Emily.

She had not forgotten her promise to Jason's sister and had made plans for her to visit the set that day. She planed to take her on a tour of the sets, introduce her to the cast, and let her watch her film her scenes.

Coming into hair and make up she noticed that only Tyler was in at the moment.

"So have you and your dance partner found a way to work through your tension yet?" he asked wiggling his eyebrows at her.

Smacking him lightly on the shoulder she sat down. "Stop oinking it up please. Though I have to say things have been better these last couple of days. I don't know what changed but he seems more relaxed."

"And you?"

"What about me?"

"Are you more relaxed?"

Drawing her brows together she frowned. "I have no idea what you mean."

Tyler scoffed as he looked at himself in the mirror. "The first step is admitting that you want him."

"Ohhh who does she want?"

Elizabeth and Tyler turned to the young woman who just entered the room.

"She wants her dance partner, Mr. Tight Ass."

"TYLER!"

He just looked at her and shrugged his shoulders as if to say what?

Closing her eyes, Elizabeth gestured to the woman. "Tyler meet Emily Quartermaine, Jason's sister."

Grinning wickedly, Emily leaned between the two. "Oh this is going to be a fantastic day!"

Disclaimer: It's not mine, I only borrow it. Question is do I ever really give it back?

A/N Thanks for the feedback. It is always most welcome. Sorry I have been lax on the updates. My life has been getting in my way. How dare my family demand I take care of them? Don't they know I have writing to do

Chapter 12

The day had gone very fast. After escaping from Tyler with only the slightest traces of her dignity intact, Elizabeth had managed to keep Emily busy all day long. To her credit Emily didn't bring up anything that Tyler had said, though several times Elizabeth had caught the younger woman staring at her with a contemplative look on her face.

"So Emily are you going to the competition tonight?" Elizabeth looked up from the salad she was pushing around her plate.

Nodding enthusiastically Emily stood to throw away her trash. "I love going. I would have been there last week but I was studying for a big test."

"Oh what are you in school for. Jason really doesn't speak about his family much so I am afraid I know very little about any of you."

"I'm in med school and I am not surprised about my brother. He doesn't really talk to anyone in the family other than me and our grandmother. You know she was the one that got me started watching General Hospital. I would come home from school and we would sit and have cookies and watch. Those were the days of Luke and Laura and Robert and Tiffany. So much romance and adventure. Oh and the storylines were well thought out not just slapped together with the hopes that the audience doesn't realize none of it makes sense." Realizing what she had just said, Emily turned pink. "Oh I'm sorry I don't mean…"

Elizabeth dismissed her apology with a wave of her hand. "No please you have a right to your opinion." Leaning forward she lowered her voice to a whisper. "And truth be told there is a lot of that particular sentiment going around."

Emily smiled. "You know you should come over one day and have tea with Grandmother and me. She would be thrilled to have "Becky Herbst" in her house."

"That sounds wonderful Emily but I don't know if I can do it anytime soon. Between my schedule here and dance rehearsals, all my time is pretty well spoken for. You know your brother is a harsh task master in the dance studio."

"Hmmmm yes my brother. Mr. Tight Ass?"

Emily laughed at the blush that crept up Elizabeth's cheeks.

"Listen Em. Don't take anything Tyler says too seriously. He just likes to poke fun."

"What? You don't think my brother has a tight ass?"

The indignation in Emily's voice startled Elizabeth. "Oh no he has an amazing ass. Really, really tight" Stopping she narrowed her eyes. "That wasn't nice."

Emily couldn't hold back the laughter any longer. "You should have seen your face. Trying to convince me you thought my brother has a tight ass." Suddenly she shuddered. "You know, I don't think I should mention the words brother and tight ass in the same sentence ever again."

Jason was stretching on the bar when Ric walked in. Facing the mirror he could see him take up residence on the other side of the room. The man irked him plain and simple. And it wasn't just because of his interest in Elizabeth, though that was a big part of it. It was also his smarmy smile and the way he carried himself, like he was a cut above everyone else and that everyone should bow to him because of it. Jason had no time or patience for people like that.

Feeling the tension starting to build already, Jason whipped his head around trying to crack his neck.

"So Jason."

Turning Jason saw Ric had strolled over to him. He fought not to roll his eyes at the oily smile the lawyer shot his way.

"Yes Ric?"

"Where is our beautiful girl today?"

Jason moved slowly. Allowing his muscles to ripple, he brought his arms to cross over his chest. A cold hard look descended across his face.

"Our girl? I wasn't aware we had a girl."

Ric chuckled. "Oh Jason. Elizabeth never mentioned your sense of humor in our conversations."

Conversations? Conversations? Just how many conversations had the two of them had? Jason fought with the desire to knock Ric on his ass. Just as he had convinced himself that one little punch to the nose would be okay, Courtney stuck her head in the door.

"Ric. We need to be up on stage for our run through."

Jason watched as the smug bastard made his way out the door.

"Don't worry. Pricks like him always get it in the end."

Jason turned to see David Hasselhoff behind him. "But why do we have to wait till the end, why can't he get it now and put us all out of our misery."

The Hoff laughed and checked his hair in the mirror. "You know you can't play in the surf without getting a little sand in your crack."

She was late. Jason was going to have a coronary. Just what LA traffic needed a deer on the highway. And people getting out of their cars to chase said deer on the highway. Cursing she threw the car into park and tore into the studio. Jason was standing just inside the door already in costume. Oh this was soo not good.

"I'm so sorry Jason. There was this deer and these people and no one could go any where…"

Her rambling was cut off when he pulled her into his chest. Wrapping his arms around her, he practically lifted her off the floor.

"Are you okay? I've been so worried. You didn't call or answer your phone."

"Umm fum go tmm."

"What?"

"Ummmm gooot mrrent."

"Huh?"

The shove to his chest caught Jason unaware. Stumbling back he managed not to fall by catching himself on a light pole.

"Jeez Jason, squish me much. I'm sorry I didn't call. I haven't had a chance to replace my phone after it met its unfortunate demise." Busy straightening her clothes, Elizabeth missed the look of relief that passed over Jason's face. Looking up she gestured to his clothes. I'm guessing by the fact that you are already dressed we don't have time to rehearse."

The crowd came to their feet as the music stopped. Elizabeth looked up to see the widest smile she had ever seen grace Jason's face. He reached for her hands and pulled her to him. Leaning into her, his breath tickled her ear.

"Oh my god. They were wonderful tonight." The small brunette leaned over to talk to the woman next to her.

"I know." The blonde answered "But I am kind of biased. That is my sister."

"Get out! Jason is my brother. I'm Emily" she extended her hand.

Sarah took it with a smile. "So you are Mr. Tight Ass's sister. Would you possibly be interested in a little betting pool my office has going?"