Jason Morgan was still unsure of how exactly he had decided to just drop everything and take a trip half-way across the world. He just needed to get away, away from everyone who knew about his breakup with Sam McCall. Jason had loved her so much and to find out that she was leaving him for another man almost killed him.

He spent days locked in his penthouse alone. The only company he allowed with him was his trusty gun. How beautiful it looked to him at that desolate time, how easy would it be for him to just put it to his temple and be done with it. But he didn't, he couldn't, who would keep an eye on Carly if he was gone? Who would talk Michael down when he was in one of his self-loathing moods? Certainly not Sonny. Jason sighed as his thoughts turned to his best friend. Sonny had been there when he needed him the most. He gave Jason a job and a whole new life. Without Sonny there would be no Jason Morgan, but as the mob king-pin got older he became more wrapped up in his own needs. Jason could call him selfish but he wouldn't. He had far too much respect for the man to do that.

He shook his head to clear his thoughts. He was on vacation, he had nobody to worry about but himself. After all hadn't he made Jax promise to keep Carly in hand? He was not going to think about Carly or Michael or Sonny and especially not Sam. He was going to Scotland, one of the places he had read to Michael in the travel books when he was little, he had always wanted to go there but life had always gotten in the way. But now Jason decided he deserved to just get away for a little while.

As of ten that morning he was a free man. He had turned off his cell phone so that no one was allowed to get in contact with him. He did of course have another emergency phone with him that he would keep on the whole time. He had left that number with Spinelli but the younger man knew better than to call him unless something catastrophic was happening.

He closed his eyes and imagined himself standing on a grassy hilltop staring down onto nothing but a sea of green. With that thought in his head he was able to drift off. The rest of the plane ride was spent with him blissfully unconscious.

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I am never letting Spinelli make my travel plans ever again. Jason thought to himself as he stood in front of the bed and breakfast his young friend had took it upon himself to book for him. What in the hell made him think that Jason Morgan, feared enforcer of Sonny Corinthos, would have any desire to stay at a bed and breakfast. Jason looked at his watch, it was getting late and he was starving. Maybe one night won't be so bad but he was definitely checking into a hotel first thing tomorrow morning.

He stepped into the cottage-like building. It was brightly decorated and very warm. Jason felt himself relaxing just by walking into the foyer. Maybe this could be good. An older woman rushed to greet him.

"Welcome Deary." She gave him a smile. Jason bit the inside of his cheek to keep from laughing at her thick brogue.

"Hello my name is Jason Morgan. I believe I have a reservation." He remarked politely.

"Hmm. Ah yes Mr. Morgan 'ere you are. Are you alone sir." She gave him a puzzled look.

Jason grew uncomfortable by her look. He bit his cheek again this time out of annoyance. "Yes." He bit out.

"Well that's ok too. Unusual but ok none the less. My name is Mrs. Gregory and if you need anything do not be afraid to ask." She said to him as she began to move away from the foyer. Jason followed figuring she was going to show him to his room. It was the least she could do after embarrassing him. "You'll find fresh towels in your room. We eat breakfast at eight sharp and dinner is at quarter to seven. Usually people are not here for lunch so I do not serve it." She rattled on but Jason only paid half attention.

"Will ya be needin anything right now Mr. Morgan?" She asked as she stopped in front of a dark cherry-wood door.

"No thank you. I will be fine for the moment." He answered still a little ticked off at the woman who stood before him.

"Then I will see ya at dinner." She took her leave without another word.

Jason let out a frustrated breath before he turned the doorknob to his room. The door swung open and Jason's mouth nearly hit the floor. There were flowers everywhere. Flowers on the bedspread, flowers on the curtains … etc.

"I am going to kill him!" He grumbled as he shut the door behind him.

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Jason gazed down at the brochure he had in his hand about Loch Ness. He had never been one of those touristy types but he figured he was in Scotland why not. He stared out into the black water and pondered if he believed in Nessie or not. He decided that he did not.

"Loch Ness huh?" A woman's voice caught his attention.

Jason turned his gaze to his left. A woman about five-eight with light brown hair pulled back into a ponytail was standing there smiling at him. Her eyes were an emerald color which contrasted nicely with her skin-tone. He shrugged. "Something to do."

"Yea me too. I'm Lorelei by the way."

"Jason." He responded.

"So are you on vacation too?" Lorelei prodded.

"Yea."

Jason shifted from one foot in another in an uneasy fashion. He wasn't really in the state of mind to be around a woman at the moment. Lorelei seemed not to notice. She continued talking to him but he was too distracted by the fact an attractive woman was talking to him. Not that it was a rarity or anything it was just something that always happened.

"I know this is going to sound really crazy but I have been dared by my classmates who are not even bothering to hide the fact that they are staring at us right now by the way. Anyways they dared me to find the first attractive guy and ask him out." She looked really uncomfortable by the whole situation and Jason had to be impressed that she had the guts to come over there and ask a perfect stranger out. "Please do not make me look like a failure."

Jason opened his mouth to say no but at the last second agreed. What was one little dinner? It was not like he was ever going to see this young woman again.

"Really?" Her face lit up in triumph. He nodded and gave her a genuine smile. She wrote down the directions to her hotel on his hand and left.

Jason stared at the information on his hand. An uneasy feeling began settling in his gut. "What have I gotten myself into?" He asked himself quietly.

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Frowning and asking himself for the hundredth time what he was doing here waiting in the lobby of her hotel. He fidgeted a little, feeling uncomfortable and a little embarrassed. What if she stood him up? Just another reason for him not to trust women.

"Jason hey." He turned around when he heard her voice. She walked up to him with a smile on her face. She wore a wavy lilac covered top and a pair of dark skinny jeans. Her hair was tied back into a ponytail. "I am so sorry I'm a little late. Sadie took forever doing her makeup so I took a little longer in the shower."

"It's alright. Don't worry about it." He gave her a small smile. She couldn't help but notice that when he smiled his eyes crinkled a little bit. Making him look even more handsome than he already was.

"So we should probably head out." He said a little more stiffly than he would have liked. She noticed it and sensed his discomfort but just nodded her head and followed him to the door.

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"So what is it that you do for a living?" She asked him before taking a bite of her chicken parm.

He looked up at her from his own meal. "I'm a janitor." He replied without really thinking about it. There was no way he was telling this stranger what he really did. The less she knew about him the better.

"I think that's cool." She replied truthfully much to his surprise.

"Really?" He asked having a really hard time keeping his disbelief to himself.

"Yea." She commented. "I feel that it is a very noble profession. I wouldn't want to do it personally but I am glad that someone does. It's a very under respected job. But one that has to be done none the less. So thank you for doing what you do."

Jason could not help but laugh. Lorelei was so different than what he had originally thought. She was smart and funny and seemed to have an unusual respect for janitors.

"So what are you in school for?" He felt that he was entitled to know the answer after disclosing his "profession".

"Pre-Med." She replied rather unenthusiastically.

"Don't make it sound glamorous or anything." He quipped.

"Don't get me wrong I like learning about being a doctor and am excited to become one but at the same time it's so boring. But it will probably get so much more real next semester when I start my residency."

Jason nodded in agreement before sighing. This restaurant was so not his type of place. It was way too stuffy. He preferred a place like Jake's, a nice small town bar where he could have a beer and play a game of pool."

"Hey do you want to get out of here?" She caught him off guard by asking. "This place is a little too fancy for my taste."

"Sure." He replied with a genuine smile.

"Come on you are cheating!" Jason playfully exclaimed.

"Sorry to disappoint but I am an excellent pool player." She laughed at him. "Now come on take a shot." He frowned a little bit. But he was a man of his word and took the shot.

"I swear I never do this." Lorelei blurted out as she stumbled drunkenly into Jason's room.

Jason took very little stock in her words. In his drunken state he could barely understand what she was saying. He was way past being rational at the moment. If he were in his right mind he would never have been doing this. This was not him, he did not drink and do stupid things.

But maybe at this point he did not want to be rational Jason. What had it ever really gotten him? Nothing. The love of his life had left him, his son was being raised by another man, he had no family and no real friends other than Carly

So here he was kissing some stranger in a drunken haze. It was in slow motion to him, she removed his shirt with ease. Her soft hands roamed the length of his muscular arms. He liked the feeling of her hands on his skin. His lips trailed the length of her collar bone. A moan escaped her lips, instantaneously setting his blood on fire.

He backed her into the bed. Both falling backwards, him on top of her. Her dark curls splayed out all over the bed spread. Something about that sight before him made him feel whole inside once again. This stranger who he would not see again ever after this moment, made him feel whole again. He had no idea what would happen the next day but for once in his life he did not care. He was going to enjoy this moment for all it was worth.

He was not surprised the next morning when he woke up alone with a note carefully laid on the pillow next to him.

I had a great time last night. No regrets. Be safe Jason the Janitor. Xoxo

That is all he had to remember her by. Question is did he want to remember?

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