Disclaimer- Well, you know he's not mine...(But I wish he were.)

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Sonny told the guard thanks as he opened the door to Elizabeth's penthouse, not surprised to hear that Mr. Morgan was there.

"Hey," he greeted Elizabeth, pleased to see the bruise fading on her cheek.

Smiling up at him, she set her book down. "Cam wanted Jason to read to him before his nap. He'll be down in a minute."

He sat across from her, relaxing back into the chair. "How are things going here for you?"

"Fine. And thank you for letting us use the penthouse. But, I really do wish you'd let me pay you some rent."

"You'll have to take that up with Jason."

"Why?"

"Because he bought the penthouse from me the day you moved in." Sonny grinned, his dimples flashing, at the stunned look on her face. "He never told you?"

"No, no he didn't." She flushed, looking up as Jason came down the stairs. "You own this penthouse?"

With a dark glance at Sonny, he told her the truth. "Yeah. I bought it from Sonny when you moved in. I know you wanted to handle things on your own, but I wanted to make sure you and Cam were safe. The best way to do it was to keep you both near me."

Tilting her head to look up at him, she began to say something, than stopped. A moment later, she quietly said, "Thank you," her blue eyes soft as she looked at him.

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Elizabeth curled up in her bedroom, enjoying the silky rose coloured sheets she laid on as she read her book, her hand stroking over her belly as the baby kicked and moved. The baby was due in a month, and she couldn't wait to hold her daughter, to see Jason with her.

As the door opened, she turned, a smile on her face for Jason that melted when she saw her grandmother. Pushing herself upright, she asked softly, "What are you doing here?"

Audrey sat down on the edge of the bed, unable to forget the welcoming smile Elizabeth had on her face when she thought it was Jason Morgan. "I spoke to Jason downstairs, and he suggested I come up here and talk to you."

"Cameron and I aren't leaving here, Grandmother."

With a sigh, Audrey nodded. "I can see that. And I was wrong to expect that you should." She reached for Elizabeth's hand, "Oh, Elizabeth. I want you and Cameron, and your baby, safe. But I also want you happy. And with Jason, you seem happy. I've never been thrilled with the way you gravitated towards him, and I worry about his life, his business. But you're a grown woman, and I need to accept the choices you make."

Elizabeth grasped her grandmother's hand. "I know some of the choices I make aren't what you want for me. But, I love him. I've spent years trying to avoid it, trying to just be his friend, and it wasn't enough." Looking at her grandmother, she added quietly, "I want you in Cam's life, and I want you to love this baby."

Stroking a hand over her granddaughter's thick golden brown curls, Audrey nodded, relieved that Elizabeth still wanted her in their lives. "So, tell me about your ultrasound. Have you and Jason named the baby yet?"

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That night, Jason opened the door to Kelly's, holding Cameron steady as he squirmed in his arms, eager to be put down. "Hold on, Buddy."

Elizabeth laughed as she walked in, enjoying the late April weather. "You won't be able to hold him for long." She set her purse on the table, smiling up at Jason as he pulled out her chair before settling Cameron in one of his own.

Georgie handed them menus, adding, "Emily said she'd be back in a minute, she had to run a quick errand."

"Thank you." As Elizabeth perused the menu, already knowing what this baby was determined she would eat, she automatically put out her hand, stilling Cameron as he prepared to slide off the chair. "Sit down, honey."

Jason handed the little boy a small train, ruffling his hair. "Listen to your mom, Cam."

Ordering the Huevos Rancheros, she grinned at Jason, "I blame you for my new eating habits."

He simply laughed, ordering the same, and after conferring with a busy Cameron, he added, "hot dog and fries" also.

Shifting in her chair, a small frown came over her face, and he quickly became serious, asking if she was alright.

"Oh, fine. Just getting a little uncomfortable lately." She looked up at him wryly, "I'm looking forward to your daughter being born."

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Sam had stepped quickly back on to the stairs as she had seem them enter Kelly's and she watched them quietly, her heart aching. It was hard for her to see Jason so happy, obviously content with his little family, the shared jokes, the ease with which he dealt with Elizabeth's son. If her daughter had lived, she knew things would have been so different. She turned to walk back upstairs, freezing as she heard the words that put tears in her eyes, "Your daughter."

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Ric Lansing walked up to Kelly's, in a terrible mood. Alcazar's men had failed to kill Jason Morgan, had hurt Elizabeth in the process, and accomplished nothing. Now Alcazar refused to make a move against Jason and Sonny, telling him they needed to lay low until the time was right.

As he opened the door, his eyes narrowed angrily at the sight before him. Elizabeth sat with Jason and Cameron, smiling at Jason, her blue eyes on his, one hand resting on the belly in which Jason's child lay. Elizabeth, carrying Morgan's child. The thought burned within him continually.

He walked over, ignoring the lethal look Jason gave him as he saw him approach. "Elizabeth, you look wonderful."

She turned, surprised. "Ric. Um..thank you. How are you and Molly?"

"Just fine. Molly took her first steps the other day."

"That's great." At the silence from the other side if the table, she looked awkward. "Well, it was great to see you."

"You too, Elizabeth." He smiled down at the little boy, "Cameron." Looking at Jason, he gave a curt nod, walking away.

Looking back at Jason, Elizabeth tilted her head, curls sliding over her shoulder. "Jason," her voice was quiet but firm, "Let it go."

He nodded, his clenched jaw slowly relaxing, knowing from the look on Ric's face that he would have to be dealt with, soon.

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That night, she lay curled up against him, his arms around her, one hand on her belly, enjoying his daughter's movements. Quietly, he said her name, a little hesitantly.

"Hmmm?"

"Marry me."

Turning, she looked up at him, startled. "Why? Because of the baby?"

"Because I love you." He looked at her, secretly terrified that she would turn him down once again.

She looked at him searchingly for a moment, then slowly smiled, happiness evident. "I love you, too. And yes, I'll marry you. Whenever you want." He leaned over, kissing her, his hands pulling her close as her arms wrapped around his neck. After a moment, she pulled back, blue eyes meeting his, her hands cupping his face. "I have always loved you, Jason. I'm sorry it took me so long to find the strength to admit it."

He brushed a curl from her face, telling her softly, "I've known I loved you since you sang to me in your studio." He slowly kissed her again, the love of seven years making the kiss especially poignant.

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Monica smiled as she watched Jason walk out, pleased that her son's life was going so well. She turned to find Edward in the doorway to the sitting room, looking at her curiously. "What was Jason doing here?"

"Asking me for Lila's ring."

A delighted grin appeared on the old man's face. "So, he's going to marry her?"

Monica nodded, "He's going to marry her," she confirmed.