Author Note and Warning: This is a J/C story. Liz is not safe here so if you're a fan of hers, it's a fair warning. That said, I hope you enjoy and remember comments make the fanfic world go round.

I do not own the characters. They belong to abc and tiic. I'm just borrowing them for amusement purposes.

"You win." Carly utters the last words on earth she wanted to say to this woman.

Liz smirks back at her. "I'm surprised you're being so gracious about it honestly. I was expecting…well with you we never know what to expect do we?"

"You got that right." Carly shoots back with a smirk of her own. "But this time is different. You have his child. No matter how much I hate it…I won't get in the way of it."

"As if you could." Liz can't resist taking a shot.

Carly smiles a small smile. "We both know I could…but I won't. I promise you this though, if you hurt him I will kill you."

"I'm not with Jason." Liz says enjoying the small victory. "I'm married to Lucky and I want our relationship to work if it can."

"Sell that to somebody that doesn't know you Lizzie." Carly's eyes turn cold and Liz can see the barely suppressed fury behind them. "Sure you want things to work with Lucky. Wait, back up; sure you want Lucky to THINK you want things to work with him. That way when it fails, as I know you fully intend on making it fail, Lucky will be to blame. You'll take the baby and run back to Jason and you can still play the Saint instead of the conniving little witch that you really are."

Liz eyes widen slightly and Carly laughs. "Don't look so surprised Lizzie. I didn't break a sweat figuring out your game. It's amateur."

"Not that amateur considering I got the one thing you always wanted but never could have." Liz sweet demeanor drops. "We both know its killing you I share a child with Jason. Eventually that'll turn into a life and you'll be a distant memory." She taps her lips in exaggeration as she mimics Jason. "Carly, Carly who? Oh that's right. I use to know a girl name Carly."

Carly slowly does a mental count to ten to remind her that this witch is the mother of her best friends' son. Her best friend, what a joke. A best friend who didn't tell her to her face that he'd fathered a child with her mortal enemy. No, she'd heard it from Sam of all people. Sam who'd showed up on her doorstep desperate for her to provide some magic advice as to how to make Jason come clean about the paternity of his perfect Liz's baby.

"I'll take that as my cue to suggest you leave." Carly says coolly as she walks to the door and opens it.

Liz strides to the door but stops just short of exiting. "I know how close you and Jason are right now. I hope you don't think because of your friendship I want you anywhere near Jake."

"Jake's?" Carly eyebrows furrow. "What does Jakes have to do with anything?"

Liz eyes light up when she realizes Carly doesn't know. "Not Jake's, Jake, our son."

"This witch named her son after Jake's? I know they did not conceive that child in our old place. Oh sweetie you just broke the camels back and you're too stupid to realize it. You're going down lip-gloss." Carly silently wills Liz to leave before she's unable to hold her emotions back. Through clenched teeth she spits, "If I were you I'd be focused on your husband rather than my relationship with your son." She nudges her non to gently out the door and slams it in her face.

Striding purposefully across the room she's dialing a familiar number. "Morgan, your baby mama just left my house and if you're not over here in five minutes I'm coming to find you. You know I'll do it too." She snaps then hangs up before he can get a word in.