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Just know that chapter 33, Liz WILL be taking the stand:)

Chapter 32

Elizabeth stopped and sucked in a deep, much needed breath. She raised her hand to knock but when her hand began shaking she lowered it. Her eyes squeezed shut, she needed to prepare herself for whatever was about to happen.

A few days had turned into nearly two weeks. Two weeks of news reports that district attorney Ric Lansing was presenting a solid case against Jason Morgan, mobster. Nearly two weeks of having enough guards around her house to play a game of football in her backyard, and they had. Well the younger guys did, Big Sal sat on the side and played referee. Spinelli had even tried to play but none of the guards would throw him the ball and he was open on every play. She now had Big Sal, Troy, Jimmy, Marco, Nathan, Eddie, Francis, Johnny and Spinelli all staying at her house. Actually most of them squeezed into the large converted barn, Spinelli and Johnny had been the overflow that moved into her two spare bedrooms.

It was chaotic some days as the guys grew stir crazy waiting for their opportunity to leave the property. They could not leave until Jason knew the truth though, a burden that landed solely on Elizabeth and this moment. Taking one last shaky breath she raised her hand and knocked on the door. She could hear Jason's voice raised on the other side of the door, she wasn't sure if he was arguing or just talking loud. She knocked again, louder.

The door opened abruptly to reveal Jason who appeared severely frustrated and incredibly sexy. As soon as he saw that it was Elizabeth at his door thought, his expression softened. "Elizabeth."

She smiled and shifted on her feet nervously. "Hi, can I come in, there are some things that I need to talk to you about."

Jason's palm tapped on the side of the door as he looked over his shoulder. "Uh…"

"It is kind of important." She added.

He nodded and stepped aside so she could walk in.

"Any luck with your memory?" Elizabeth asked as she walked past him.

Jason shrugged and shook his head. "How are you feeling?' He asked, his gaze falling to her stomach.

"So far so good. What about the trial?" she asked, already knowing the answer after talking to Diane earlier in the day.

Jason shrugged again, shoving his hands in his pocket.

"That is kind of why I needed to come and talk to you. It is about some things that happened last August."

Jason's brows pulled together as he walked toward her, "What is it?" he asked, worry in his voice. It suddenly occurred to him that she may have been there to tell him who her baby's father was. To be honest he was not sure if he wanted to know.

"You see…"

"Jason?" Sam said, interrupting what Elizabeth was about to say.

Jason turned and saw Sam entering the penthouse, without knocking, after he'd just hung up the phone with her. "Sam, I told you not to come over." Jason said through gritted teeth.

"You said you had business to handle, is Elizabeth the business?" Sam snapped.

"It's none of your business."

Elizabeth stood shocked. Sam had just walked into his apartment as though it was nothing out of the ordinary. Her heart began to pound impossibly faster. She looked up at Jason who had pulled a hand out of his pocket and raised his palm in the air in frustration.

His head dropped in a frustrated sigh when his cell phone rang. He quickly moved across the room to the pool table and grabbed it. He looked over at Elizabeth, "I need to get this, don't leave." Putting the phone to his ear he looked over at Sam and did not repeat the same words, instead he turned and went into the kitchen for privacy for his call from Bernie.

Once alone, Elizabeth glanced over to Sam.

"Didn't expect to see me here huh?" Sam asked.

Elizabeth shrugged, "I guess it is none of my business is it?"

"That's right it isn't. Just remember that when you think about getting all high and mighty and want to tell Jason about what you overheard being said between me and Ric in the hospital."

Elizabeth looked at her, her eyes narrowed, "You mean that you slept with Ric?"

Sam quickly glanced toward the entrance to the kitchen to be sure Jason did not hear Elizabeth's words. "Just keep your mouth shut Elizabeth. Jason still loves me and I think he finally realizes that we are good together."

Elizabeth felt her knees weaken at Sam's words. She played it off by leaning against the arm of the couch, "Good for you, do you want a medal Sam?" Elizabeth managed to snap.

"Just making sure it is clear and you don't get any ideas. You want Jason to be happy don't you?"

The room was sweltering. Elizabeth felt as if the neckline of her sweater was choking her, the necklace sitting around her neck beneath it growing tighter as well.

"Of course you want him to be happy… and I make him happy."

Elizabeth's mouth was dry and could not even manage a reply. She was completely caught off guard. She was so worried that Jason would be angry with her for waiting so long to tell him. In the end she had waited too long, he was getting back together with Sam.

Jason returned to the room, tossing his phone back on the side of the pool table. "Sorry." He said to Elizabeth, ignoring Sam's presence in the room.

Pushing herself up to test her legs, she found that she had gained enough strength to stand and get out of the apartment. "It's fine. I have to go so I guess I will see you tomorrow." Elizabeth said, not making eye contact with Jason as she rushed past him.

Before Jason had the chance to respond she was gone. Tomorrow? He wondered. He assumed that she'd be returning tomorrow to finish their conversation.

"What did you say to her?" Jason growled to Sam.

Sam shrugged. "Maybe she is jealous."

Jason rolled his eyes, "Of what?"

"Us." Sam said and followed with a sultry smile.

His fingertips rubbed his brows, "Sam, there is no us. Not now and not ever again." he ground out. Obviously he needed to be blunt with her.

Sam started walking toward him, "Jason I know you are scared but I know that we can…"

"Sam get out… now!"

She didn't move.

Jason reached out and grabbed her wrist, pulling her toward the door. "This will not happen Sam. We are done… stop coming by and stop calling!" he barked as he pushed her out of his apartment and slammed the door closed, securing the chain lock.

"Elizabeth…" Johnny said, looking up from the kitchen table. "We didn't expect to see you back here tonight."

Elizabeth tossed her purse on the kitchen counter and sighed, "What do you mean?"

"We just figured that after you and Jason talked… you'd want some… alone time." He said with a wink causing Francis to nearly choke on his sip of beer.

The drive home had been hard. It was the dead of winter and she drove with the window down. She knew it was not a good thing to be doing at seven months pregnant but she was so hot that she thought she was going to pass out. Now that she was inside she felt the heat building up again. "No, I didn't get to talk to him."

"What!" Johnny quickly snapped, immediately worried about what was going to happen the next day.

Elizabeth shook her head and put on her bravest 'strong Lizzie' expression. "No, Sam was there and apparently they are getting back together so it doesn't matter anymore. I'll testify tomorrow and that will be it."

Francis did choke on his beer that time. Johnny shook his head, "They aren't back together."

"How do you know Johnny, you haven't been over there." Elizabeth quickly snapped.

"But I have and they are not back together." Francis added.

Elizabeth opened the fridge and grabbed a bottle of water, slamming the door shut she spoke, sounding defeated, "Whatever!" She turned and left the kitchen as she mumbled, "Goodnight."