Chapter One

A/N: This story will be extremely AU. This takes place takes place in the middle of 1979 but in this story Luke and Laura already had Lucky and now they are both presumed dead. Robert and Tiffany are Lucky's Godparents. Most of Robert and Anna's history will be the same, even if the timing is different.

May 1979

She traces his face with the back of her thumb as a single tear rolls down her cheek. The words written below are like a dagger to the heart. "Port Charles Police Commissioner Robert Scorpio to Wed Tiffany Hill."

His hand gripped hers as they walked through the freshly wet grass near the fountain of the church until they had reached the crowd of people gathered to wed. An older woman had taken the veil from her head and given it to Robert. He took a moment to look into her eyes and she had looked back—the unbridled passion simmering just below the surface. He placed the elegant veil upon her head and reached for her hand once more. She listens to the Italian prayers as she looks at the man she loves. Everything around her makes her feel hope for her future.

"I, Robert take thee Anna to be my lawfully wedded wife, to love honor and respect until death us do part."

"I, Anna take thee Robert to be my lawfully wedded husband, I vow to love honor and respect thee until death us do part."

Their eyes find each other's as a smile spreads across each of their faces, their hands still joined together. They repeat an Italian prayer with the rest of the couples getting married and then it is time for their first kiss as husband and wife.

The way he looked at her then was something she had never experienced in her life before…that kind of intensity and passion and all-consuming love. She never once considered that there would come a day when they would not be together.

Church bells from outside her apartment jolt her back to reality and the newspaper staring back at her from the desk. She wonders if Robert's new fiancé knows about her and what they shared so many moons ago.

"Do you love her the same way you loved me Robert? Does she make you feel the same way that I did? Do you even miss me at all?"

One tear turned into two and then into three and suddenly the floodgates had opened and she was crying harder than she ever has since the day he left. Time may have changed his feelings for her but it had never changed her feelings for him.

Robert

Robert walks into the spare bedroom where his best friend Luke's little boy is now waking up in tears. He sits the child on his lap and gives him a glass of water. How did you explain to a child that the only parent you had left is now gone. He wants to honor Luke's memory but he has no idea what he was thinking when he left custody of Lucky to him, his Godfather. He knows nothing about raising a child. His job could leave the little boy a target.

"Did you have a bad dream," Robert asks the three year old. Lucky feels safe with Robert, though he has no idea why. "How about you sleep with me tonight," he offers. Somehow, he knows instinctively that he needs the child as much as he needs him. Tiffany comes out from the bathroom and smiles at Robert, holding the child.

"Maybe this is why Luke thought you should raise him, "she whispers. "Because he knew that underneath all that charm, is actually a really great man…a man who would make a wonderful father someday."

Tiffany watches him as he climbs into bed with the boy. He is rubbing his back as he sings a very bad lullaby to him. She knew that Robert did not love her but she cannot help but wonder why he looks so tormented now.

"Maybe you shouldn't sing to him," Tiffany jokes, as she climbs onto the other side of the bed. "You might scare him even more."

Robert's eyes cloud with unshared despair and she knows he is not just thinking about his best friend's death. Something is truly haunting him.

"Hey, I was joking, "she says, as she drapes an arm around his shoulder. He barely even looks at her as he shuts off the lights.

"Robert, What is it," Tiffany asks? "I know that look and it is not just Luke that you are thinking about. Someone must have hurt you very badly in the past. Please talk to me. It is not healthy for you to hold everything inside. "

Memories of a dark haired girl with amber eyes flash through his mind. He can still picture her grabbing his hand as they run for their lives… kissing her on a beach in Italy just before he marries her. He can still remember caressing her hair in a hotel room as she sleeps on his chest and making love to her until he was positive that he could no longer breathe. He forces the tears away just as quickly as they come. He has thought of nothing else since he left, even when he hates himself for it…hates himself for still carrying feelings for the very woman who broke him.

"I'm Fine," Robert insists, maybe a little too quickly. He turns around and faces the wall, and Tiffany knows the figurative wall has once again come up. She can try her best to sleep off the loneliness but she knows she cannot change Robert's past. A woman always knows when a man has been in love before.

Anna

Anna picks up a crying baby and holds her to her chest. It has just been three months since her birth.

"It's going to be okay Robin. You and I will be okay."

She sits down in the rocking chair, covering them both with a blanket. Anna sings to her as Robin begins to relax in her arms.

"You don't know him but you miss him too don't you? How can a little girl not miss her daddy?"

She would carry the child back to the bed and watch the steady rise and fall of her chest. Anna has not been sleeping in months but maybe with Robin here, they could at least pretend to be okay.

"Goodnight my love. Mommy loves you." And you too Robert, wherever you are. I still love you too