“Whoa, whoa, I’m married to Brenda?”
Elizabeth started to giggle. “The look on your face!”
Jason shook his head. “Now, I know you’re crazy. Why would I marry Brenda?”
She took a deep breath to control her giggles and said, “I don’t really know. I think she was sick or something.”
“Yeah, but why would I marry her?” Jason asked. “Do you have any idea how irritating that woman was?”
“Don’t ask me,” Elizabeth said. “I had to find out from Courtney.”
“Wait, who’s Courtney?” Jason asked. “And why wouldn’t I tell you myself?”
“Are you blocking out the fact that we’re not talking?” Elizabeth asked. “Courtney’s Sonny’s sister, although I think he should ask for a DNA test.”
“And we’re not talking because I lied to you,” Jason said.
“There’s that, and the fact that you ignored me, you guarded Courtney personally while I got a stupid guard at the penthouse door,” Elizabeth ticked off the reasons, “Not to mention you’re sleeping with her and you told me it was too dangerous…”
“Wow, did I do anything right?” Jason asked. “Wait, I’m confused.”
“Yeah? Me, too,” Elizabeth grumbled. “You know, I got shot at–I would think I warranted better protection. Courtney got some heavy breathing. Johnny could have taken care of that.”
“You were shot at?” Jason repeated. “You know, I don’t think I’m liking the future all that well.”
“Makes two of us,” Elizabeth muttered. “I was also kidnapped, too. And I got shot–well, grazed by a bullet.”
“Was this because of me?” Jason asked, dreading the answer.
“Oh, here we go,” Elizabeth said, rolling her eyes. “Yes, I was kidnapped because they thought I was your girlfriend, I’ll give you that one. But Zander’s the one who picked up the gun I got shot with…” She frowned. “He was pointing it at you because you were trying to beat up Roy.”
“Who’s Zander?” Jason asked. “Can you write a list so I can keep these people straight?”
Elizabeth glared at him. “Are you teasing me again?”
“No, no. Really, who’s Zander?”
“He’s a boyfriend of Emily’s you’re not gonna like,” Elizabeth replied.
“Well, if he goes around shooting you, I can see why.”
“Well, that’s not why you don’t like him,” Elizabeth replied. “Anyway, I also got shot at because I was with Zander.”
“Wait, I thought you were my girlfriend–or was this when we weren’t speaking?” Jason asked.
“You thought I liked Zander,” Elizabeth explained. “But I didn’t. And I wasn’t with Zander like that. I was sitting next to him when someone else was aiming at him.”
“Okay, so let me see if I’ve got this straight,” Jason said. “Three years from now, Emily’s dating a guy named Zander–”
“They broke up from two years from now,” Elizabeth cut in. “She doesn’t live in town right now. She had a car accident and she’s away in therapy.”
“Emily was in a car accident?” Jason repeated.
“She’s all right,” she said quickly. “She’s coming home in two months.” Elizabeth frowned. “Well, three years and two months from now.”
“Okay, Emily dated a guy named Zander who I don’t like who shot you, got you shot at and I think you like him. We’re not talking because I didn’t tell you Sonny was faking his death and because I ignored you. I’m married to Brenda, who’s alive but I’m sleeping with Courtney, who’s Sonny sister, but she’s married too.”
“Wow, that sounds really weird when you put it like that,” Elizabeth said. “But, in a nutshell, that’s it.”
“And that’s just three years from now,” Jason said. “I don’t want to know what happened before that, do I?”
She shook her head. “No, probably not.”
“So, were we dating?” Jason asked.
“For about eight seconds,” Elizabeth replied, bitterly. “Then you lied to me.”
“I’m sorry,” Jason said. “I think.”
She shrugged. “Still not your fault. I’m just having a hard a time separating the two of you.”
“Yeah, not the first time that’s happened to me,” Jason said.
She bit her lip and looked down. “Sorry. I just…it’s really weird talking to you right now. Back…well…there…we haven’t spoken since September, not really. A few conversations here and there, but we’ve mostly been on the outs. Couple that with Brenda and Courtney and then waking up to find myself back before things got complicated…” she exhaled slowly. “I’m really not in the right frame of mind right now.”
Jason shrugged. “Can’t say I blame you. So, what are you going to do?”
“I have no idea,” Elizabeth said. She sighed and leaned her head against the back of the couch. “I wish I knew why this is happening. I don’t think I’m dreaming now, but I also don’t think I was dreaming the last three years either.” She turned her head to look at him. “You think I’m here to correct a major mistake and then once that’s done, I get to go back?”
“Possible,” Jason replied.
“But I don’t remember making any mistakes at this point,” Elizabeth protested. “I mean, until Lucky came back–”
“Came back?” Jason repeated. “What are you talking about?”
“Oh…I forgot to tell you,” Elizabeth said. She grimaced. “Lucky’s not dead. He’s being held by Faison, one of Luke’s enemies. Helena Cassadine and Faison have brainwashed him and eventually it’s going to start up this huge Cassadine/Spencer war all over again.” She wrinkled her nose. “I am so not faking my death again.”
“Faking your death?” Jason echoed. “Are you sure you weren’t dreaming that part?”
Elizabeth glared at him. “I remember taking poison that could potentially kill me. I don’t think I dreamed that or the month I spent on Sonny’s island.”
“Okay. So, you were saying about mistakes and Lucky?” Jason prompted.
“Well, until Lucky came back, I was doing pretty well. I was standing up for myself, not letting people shove me around. But once he came home, I had to go back to being the girl I’d been before the fire.”
“Why?” Jason asked. “Why go back to someone you used to be?”
Elizabeth snorted. “If I’d known Lucky was gonna sleep with Sarah, I would have done a lot of things…” She sat up with a start and turned to him, her eyes excited. “I think I know what I’m supposed to do!”