Elizabeth pulled her jacket closer to her as she felt the wind whip harshly around her. She shivered, but it wasn't from the cold. She looked around her quickly, and seeing nothing quickened her pace. She shook her head in an attempt to bring herself back to reality. She had walked through this park hundreds of times. Nothing bad was going to happen.

"Yeah, you thought that on Valentine's Day too, didn't you?" Feeling the memory overtake her, she pulled her jacket around her more tightly before increasing her stride, just hoping she would make it back to the street, leaving all the negative memories behind her.

Keeping her head bent against the wind, she was surprised when she felt herself collide with another solid body. Feeling a gasp escape from her lips, she moved back a few feet. A safe distance.

"Elizabeth?" his head was tilted slightly to the right, an endearing quality that she imagined had followed him from his childhood, "Is something wrong?"

"No," she let out a breath, a release she wasn't aware she had pent up, "Everything's fine now." She leaned in toward him, giving him an awkward kiss as she tried to maneuver around the child he held in his arms. She touched his face gently, feeling warmth and safety regain control of her body.

"So where have you guys been?"

Lucky shifted Cameron in his arms. The child's head rested on his shoulder, his small body sprawled out in the space that was available to him.

"I just picked this little man up from Lulu. Apparently the Barrington's prized purebred poodle got loose again, and there was a ten man chase for that thing through the Quartermaine estate," he paused as Elizabeth gave him a stern look, "I know, but Lulu swears Sweetie doesn't bite. Cameron chased her with the rest of them, and now it looks like he's out for the night."

Elizabeth sighed. It wasn't that she didn't trust Lulu to care for Cameron, but the Quartermaine mansion wasn't exactly the most child-proofed house. Every time Cameron spent some time there, he returned home with another adventure under his belt.

"Elizabeth," Lulu had given her an agitated look when she had suggested she hang out at their apartment to watch Cameron, "if you keep sheltering him, he's never going to learn to have any fun. Lucky and I were in situations like this all the time when we were younger, and we turned out okay. If you want this kid to have any personality, you have to start exposing him to what the world has to offer at a young age."

Elizabeth laughed out loud at the memory. She had no idea what kind of craziness was unfolding at the Quartermaine's half the time, but she did trust Lulu.

She examined the baby closely, "He doesn't look all that worse for wear."

Lucky rubbed his back gently, "He's a tough boy."

She grabbed his free hand, interlacing it with her own, "Come on. Let's get him to bed."

He nodded, squeezing her hand gently before they began the short journey home.

"Did you get him down?"

"He didn't even move. I told you, that dog isn't going to give him nightmares. It was probably half his size anyway."

"Yeah, you're probably right," she tossed the pillows onto their bed, "and I'm worrying too much."

"That's why I'm here. Somebody's got to mellow you out." He placed a kiss on her temple before letting himself fall on the bed, taking her down with him. She laughed before moving closer to him, guiding his arms around her securely.

"Did you talk to Mac today?"

"Yeah. He was pretty understanding about the whole thing, said I could have the time whenever I wanted it. Now all we have to do is book our flight."

"I can't believe this is really happening. Can you think of anything more perfect than a honeymoon in Italy?"

"Besides a honeymoon that actually occurs after the wedding, no I can't."

She poked a finger into his chest, "You were the one who couldn't stay out of the hospital long enough for us to go anywhere. Besides, wasn't I worth the wait?"

"You're worth everything."

She smiled up at him before clicking off the light beside her.