GH 2018 presents Elizabeth Webber; #001 (this is a "spinoff" of "General Hospital 2018" and takes place concurrent with the events of that story)
(Author note; in this story, Elizabeth's move away from Port Charles happened sometime back, so current events on "tv-GH" are not part of this reality…this new story will revolve around Elizabeth and the new people in her life…and eventually, people from her past as well…)
Boulder Colorado…
Two horses galloped, one after another, down a dirt path that wound its way past a scenic mountain pass. In the far distance, the city of Boulder Colorado could be seen however the beauty of the wilderness seemed to make the few skyscrapers that there were just background "noise" to the eyes.
Each horse had one rider upon them. One of the riders, the one on the leading stallion, was Jeff Webber, and the other rider, right behind him, was his daughter; Elizabeth.
Jeff slowly brought his horse, named Tango, down to a slow trot. Elizabeth, who was atop a horse named Krypto, followed her dad's lead and slowed her ride to a trot as well.
Both father and daughter wore brown Stetson Open Road fur cowboy hats, as their horses soon trotted side by side.
"It's great to see you having a good time out here," Jeff said to his daughter.
Their relationship hadn't always been the best, but in the past several months, since Elizabeth and her two sons moved to Boulder from Port Charles, it had seen much improvement.
Elizabeth smiled at her father. She had to admit, deep inside, she actually enjoyed having her father back in her life. Both Liz and her sister Sarah (who lived in California) had always felt abandoned when their parents went off to Sarajevo (late 1990s) to help with the rebuilding of that war torn nation.
But, despite those misgivings, Elizabeth had decided to give her parents a break and decided to follow her father's advice… and return to Boulder.
"Well," Elizabeth said as she looked out upon the beautiful vast ranch that her father owned, "can you blame me? This place is like heaven."
Jeff nodded his head, then he looked over at her.
"Liz, look I know," Jeff said to her with meaning in his words, "leaving Port Charles was a challenge for you and the kids. But seeing your mom getting the chance to be a doting grandmother, and watching you as a professional at Boulder Memorial (the hospital Jeff and Elizabeth work at; more on this in later chapters) as well as watching your sons acclimate to a their new lives as well; it has been like a dream come true for me."
Elizabeth nodded her head and smiled at her dad. And, at the start he was right, it is was a challenge to leave her storied past behind in Port Charles. But the past several months in Boulder had been nothing but a joy; and she couldn't be happier than she was now.
"Thanks dad," Elizabeth came back with after a moment. "I'm glad you came to Port Charles, and convinced me to come back here. And dad," Elizabeth added, "I know Hayden (she who died in issue #10 along with Nicholas Cassadine) would have loved it here too. Maybe, someday, we can reach out to Sarah and…"
Jeff reached out from his horse and put his hand on Elizabeth's shoulder.
"Your mother and I have already discussed that," Jeff said with a smile. "But let's talk about Sarah some other time," he added looking at the watch on his left wrist. "Besides; our guest will be arriving soon, and your mom is probably mad already that I'm not back prepping the barbeque."
And with that said, Jeff lightly leafed the reins of his horse and then Tango began to trot. Elizabeth did the same, and then Krypto followed suit.
Elizabeth looked out again at the beauty of her father's ranch, as they made their way back toward their destination; his ranchero style home. Life had been very good to her, and the kids.
But very soon, unknown to Elizabeth, she was about to stumble upon a mystery that would be intrigue and danger back into her life; what was new?
Continued….next time...Elizabeth has settled into her life quite well. In the next issue we are introduced to her home life in Boulder, and the future paths she might take.
