When you love someone
Your heartbeat beats so loud
When you love someone
Your feet can’t feel the ground
– Love Someone, Jason Mraz
Wednesday, May 8, 2007
General Hospital: Elizabeth’s Room
“He’s perfect,” Elizabeth murmured as she leaned down to kiss her newborn son’s head again. “Isn’t he the most beautiful baby you’ve ever seen?” She looked at Jason, her eyes dazzled.
He looked a bit like Edward—wrinkly and angry, his red face screwed up in a wail as their son seemed to protest the whole concept of childbirth. Jason didn’t think he could love anyone more.
Except Elizabeth, who looked exhausted from hours of labor, her eyes red, her skin still shining from the sweat and exertion. Somehow, she still looked as beautiful as she had the day he married her. Maybe even more.
“Is Carly on her way with Cameron?” Elizabeth asked, drawing his attention back to the present. “I want him to meet his new brother.”
Jason brushed a kiss on his son’s bald head. “She was picking the boys up from school and bringing them right over.” He perched on the edge of the bed. “I can’t believe he’s finally here.”
“I can’t believe how far we’ve come,” she murmured. She adjusted the baby slightly. “A year ago, we were at the PCPD, handcuffed together and waiting for our lawyers. And now, today…” She loosened one of her hands and reached for him. He rubbed his hands over her rings, a familiar habit he’d picked up in the last six months.
“Today, we have our son.” Jason leaned forward and kissed her. “Do you want to finish filling out the paperwork?”
“What’s left?” Elizabeth asked as he drew back and reached for the clipboard. “Do I have to sign?”
“You do,” Jason confirmed, picking up the pen. “Just his name and ours.”
She frowned. “But we decided on his name months ago. Did you change your mind?”
“No.” Jason scrawled in his signature and handed her the pen. She awkwardly added hers. “I just wanted to make sure you didn’t change your mind. It took us three months to decide—”
“Just because I changed my mind six times before we settled doesn’t mean I’m fickle. It’s his name.” Elizabeth sniffed and looked at their son. “Daddy thinks I’m flighty. I just wanted to make sure we didn’t saddle you with a name you’ll hate for the rest of your life.”
“I think we’re safe,” Jason said dryly as he wrote in their choice. Jacob Martin Morgan. “There, done.”
“It’s a good name,” Elizabeth said. “Jake. I can’t believe I didn’t think of it before or that we went through so many choices. Kevin, Nathan. David. I don’t like any of those names now.”
She’d loved them each for nearly a week, but once she’d settled on Jake in March, she seemed to feel good about it. Jason didn’t really care one way or another. It was just a name. People didn’t rise or fall based on their names.
She looked at him, her eyes sparkling. “Jason, how long do you want wait before we try for a girl?”
He blinked, then laughed because of course she was kidding. They’d just gotten through this pregnancy. They still had a newborn to contend with. She couldn’t possibly be planning more children already.
But then Elizabeth smiled at him, and Jason began to think a year wouldn’t be too long. Cameron wanted a little sister, after all.
“I love you,” he told her, kissing her again. “Let’s make sure Cameron likes this one before we bring home another baby.”
“I love you, too.” She sighed happily, looking back at their son. She looked back at him. “Do you think life could get better than this?”
“I don’t see how,” Jason replied, smoothing her hair back. “But I guess we could try.”
Elizabeth laughed at him. “Yeah, I guess we can try. Though, what’s better than perfect?”
So that’s it, folks. I really love this story and I’ll tell you why. It’s the first idea I had returning to writing in Winter 2014 that wasn’t a rewrite or revisioning of a story I was already working on before 2008.
I also tried to do a few things with this — I tried to make Scott Baldwin a sympathetic character. I have my own fondness for him as a character, as someone I grew up with, as a legacy character who never gets the respect he deserves. He wasn’t always the jackass we see today. I hope you guys, by the end, could sympathize with Scott’s position.
I have some bonus material coming up — I had a lot of different ideas for this story, some of which didn’t work once the story got under way — this story as originally 24 chapters, but there’s honestly not enough story there once you get to the heart of the matter.
I hope you guys like, and please, leave me even a brief note if you’d read this story of the last eight months. Love you guys!