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TWO YEARS LATER...
Duffel bag in hand, she glances over her shoulder, making sure no one was paying any particular attention to her as she purchased a one way ticket to her hometown of Port Charles. She had to get back there. She had to know for sure. Rumors had reached her all the way across the country in Boulder, Colorado. She didn't want to believe it was true, but she knew she had to see it for herself if it was. Sliding over the money, she quickly snatches up the ticket before going on her way. At this rate, she'll be back in Port Charles by the end of the tomorrow, just in time to see for herself if the rumors were true.
For the last two years, her parents have done everything in their power to keep her and her siblings from seeing her grandparents out of spite. After learning that her grandfather had left everything to Elizabeth in the event of his death, her parents took them out of town in a fit of rage. It had always been discussed that in the event of either passing, all that remained would be inherited by her father, Jeff Webber. He believed it his right after all that they had denied him growing up. For his father to leave everything to his daughter, he wasn't pleased, not at all.
There were a couple times that she tried to sneak out to see them. Regardless of how sneaky she had been, each attempt ended in the same way, with her being escorted home by the police. After they threatened to have her locked away for beyond control, Elizabeth gave up trying to sneak away, but that threat was no longer valid. With this past month, she officially turned eighteen and no longer required their permission to leave town to see her grandparents. Though they couldn't legally lock her away for beyond control anymore, it didn't mean that they couldn't have their cop friends pick her up, ergo her cautious behavior in purchasing her ticket.
Glancing around once more, not seeing anyone familiar, Elizabeth boards the bus and takes a seat all the way to the back. Lowering her hoodie, she huddles herself towards the window, letting out a deep breath when the bus doors close and they set about on the long trip back to Port Charles. Those around her looked more like tourists on their way to explore the great united states, cameras at the ready as they stared out the windows. She didn't see the point since it was night out and you couldn't possibly get any good pictures through the windows.
After an hour of keeping watch with no one even glancing in her direction, Elizabeth settles her head against the glass before allowing herself a moment of peace, her eyes slowly shutting as she endures the long bus ride home. She has spent the better half of the last two days trying to lose the tail that her parents had released on her. That tail, coincidentally, being her own fiance. Lucky Spencer had been the very last person she ever thought would be her future husband, but here they are. A marriage between two families that is set to prove to be the worst decision of all.
The marriage was set to be in name only, something they had both agreed on, but it seems as if her future husband just can't stop long enough to disobey even one of her parents' orders. She had barely lost him in the airport a few hours back before she finally made it to the bus station. If it weren't for the freedom that came with marrying that twat, she wouldn't be doing it. He promised her that once they were married, it wouldn't be up to her family to decide what she does and when she does it. She will be her own person. As long as she remains faithful to him and keeps up the charade long enough to gain his inheritance from his grandmother. Easy enough.
Arriving in Port Charles, she catches a cab to the hospital, quietly making her way through the building in search of a single patient. After much searching, not wanting to alert the staff that she was there, Elizabeth finally gets to the right room and quickly walks inside. The moment her eyes connect with her grandfather, a breath of relief escapes her lips, seeing that he was indeed still in decent health. He was alert and able to express the clear shock of seeing her there in person for the first time in two years.
"Elizabeth, is that really you?" Steve, her grandfather, questions as she walks further into the room. "How are you here right now? Your parents..."
"They know nothing about this." Elizabeth says as she gets to his side. "Word got to us in Colorado, Pops. I just couldn't rest until I knew for sure you would be okay."
"I'm fine. Mild heart attack, they're keeping me for observation and I'll have to monitor my intake as well as my medication." Steve assures her. "You didn't have to venture all this way to see me."
"Didn't I?" Elizabeth counters. "You're my grandfather. If I can't make the trip for you, who can I make it for?"
"I just don't need you in anymore trouble with your parents than you already are." Steve explains. "You know I love you, kiddo."
"I love you, too, Pops." Elizabeth says with her whole heart, reaching out to touch his hand. "I was afraid I wouldn't make it. The way they spoke...I just had to get here. No matter the cost."
"Now that you know I'm okay, you can make your way back to Colorado before your parents come looking for you." Steve instructs. "You told me in your last letter that your impending wedding will give you free access to the town without any interference from them."
"It would." Elizabeth sighs. "Pops, honestly, are you trying to get rid of me?"
"You know better than that." Steve says seriously. "I want you back home more than anything."
"Okay, Pops, so, here I am." Elizabeth replies earnestly. "And I'll be in town for another couple days until I'm certain that you will be okay."
"Can't take an old man at his word?"
"As much as I love you, Pops, I know you'd never tell me the truth if it meant putting me at odds with my parents." Elizabeth says seriously. "I'll be staying somewhere low key until then. Don't even think of trying to talk me out of it."
"As if it would have any affect on you." Steve laughs softly. "Go before your grandmother makes her way back in."
"Love you." she says before placing a kiss upon his forehead.
"Love you more."
"I'll be back again tomorrow."
Leaving the hospital, Elizabeth made her way through the streets of Port Charles, keeping to the outskirts to avoid being seen. Renting a car under an alias, she drives out to the bridge for old time's sake, greeted by a scene she hadn't expected in the least. The last she heard, though it was two years ago, they had separated. Guess that didn't last for all that long. Reversing before either could come close, Elizabeth drives away from the bridge in search of a place to dwell while she's in town. She can't help but wonder what happened between him and the blonde that he left the brunette for. Pulling into the local dive bar, knowing no one in her family or her fiance's would be caught dead in that place, Elizabeth requests a room from the owner, who for some reason was more than happy to help her out. Maybe it was the look on her face or something else, but the woman handed over the keys and ushered her up the stairs to rest. Curious.
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