A/N – I really appreciate all the comments I've gotten so far! It's a fun story to write and I hope it is fun to read as well! A quick note, from here on out, all flashbacks will be in italics. So, on to chapter two. Leave me a review so I know what you're thinking and who you think did it!

Chapter 2 – Lady Luck

Lulu

I really didn't want to be there. I could think of a million other places I would rather be. The interview with Cooper was completely pointless. Just a formality. I knew, even if Cooper hadn't realized it yet, that he thought Johnny Zacchara killed Dante. Cooper was only interviewing me because he thought I would incriminate Johnny in some way.

"State your name for the record please," Cooper requested.

"Lulu Spencer," I said softly.

"You can relax, Lulu," Cooper smiled and I rolled my eyes.

"Let's just get this over with," I replied.

"Okay," Cooper nodded. "Why don't you tell me why you were at Jake's on Friday night?"

"I needed to unwind," I shrugged.

"Alright, walk me through your night," Cooper directed.

I smiled, but quickly hid it. Friday night...

I walked into Jake's and immediately called for Coleman to get me a beer. I was hoping Maxie, Georgie and I would do tequila shots later, but for now I just needed to get the alcohol in my system. I heard Maxie's laughter ring out and turned, surprised that she was already present. I was even more surprised to see Matt and Spinelli sitting at the table with her. Maxie looked up and saw me and headed over immediately.

"Come sit down, Lu," Maxie said, trying to tug on my arm.

"No thanks," I groaned, pulling my arm from her grasp. "I thought I told you I wanted a girls' night."

"Yeah, but I had already promised to hang out with Spinelli tonight and then I ran into Matt and I thought it would be perfect to ask him here," Maxie explained.

"Perfect how?" I wondered. "If you're still trying to set me up with Matt, please just stop."

"He's a good guy, but I learned my lesson," Maxie replied. "Now I'm trying to set him up with my sister."

"Oh great," I said, rolling my eyes. "So I'm going to be the fifth wheel tonight."

"No, no," Maxie insisted. "We'll all have a great time together."

"Of course we will," Georgie stated, walking in the door.

"No, you, your sister and your dates will," I said firmly. "I'm going to sit at the bar and finish my beer and then I'm going to leave."

"What date?" Georgie asked, looking around. "Matt?"

"I thought you two would get along well," Maxie smiled.

"I came here for a girls' night with Lulu," Georgie pointed out. "It wouldn't be right to hang out with Matt."

"No, you should," I stepped in. "I'm actually really tired, so I won't be much fun. Just go over and say hi and see where things go for you and Matt."

"Are you sure?" Georgie asked.

"Of course," I nodded.

It wasn't even a lie. Even though Matt and I were complete opposites and not compatible in any way, I thought he and Georgie would be great and I wanted her to have the chance to see that as well. Georgie smiled and headed for the table where Matt and Spinelli were.

"Please come sit with us," Maxie begged.

"No, I don't feel much like it," I said, shaking my head. "I think I'm going to head home soon and just relax in a bath."

"Well, if you change your mind, feel free to join us," Maxie said, smiling at me.

"Okay," I replied.

I watched Maxie join the others and I shook my head. I didn't really want to just go home, but I wouldn't be the odd girl out in their group. I would just sit here and drink and watch everyone else enjoying their lives and try to ignore the day from hell I had gone through.

I had been in court for two weeks and today the verdict hadn't gone my way. It was becoming impossible to get a conviction in this town. Or maybe I just wasn't trying hard enough anymore. I had been the district attorney for almost a year and I was already drained. I had no more passion. No drive to put the guilty behind bars. Maybe my dad had been right all along and I was not cut out for the right side of the law.

I turned around as I heard Georgie's laughter. She and Matt really seemed to be hitting it off and I was happy for both of them. Georgie deserved a man that would treat her right. I liked to think I deserved a man like that, too. But for the night, I would settle for a man who would just look at me for me and not what I could do for them.

"Another beer," I called.

"Sure thing," Coleman smiled, setting one down in front of me. "What can I get you?"

I turned to my right to see who Coleman was talking to and my eyes landed on a very handsome man. I'd never seen him before, but I was happy to be seeing him then. His eyes landed on me briefly and he smiled before looking back to Coleman.

"Scotch," he ordered.

"Coming right up," Coleman replied.

I cut my eyes, realizing I was staring at the stranger. I took a deep breath and tried not to feel his eyes on my face. But I could feel them because they were there. Coleman walked over and placed the drink in front of him. The man whispered something to Coleman and I strained my ears, but couldn't decipher his words. Coleman simply nodded and walked away. I glanced over and met his eyes once again. Eyes that color brown should be illegal. His face was set in a ridiculously sexy smirk and I turned my head before I started to blush.

"Here you go," Coleman smiled, setting another drink down in front of me.

"What is this?" I asked, looking at the glass.

"It's called a Lady Luck," Coleman answered. "From the gentleman to your right."

I turned, slowly this time, to meet those eyes again. He had an eyebrow raised in my direction and I nodded, indicating he could take the stool next to me. He picked up his scotch and slowly approached the seat, never taking his eyes off of me. He slid onto the stool and I smiled shyly at him, turning my eyes back to my drink.

"So, what's in this?" I asked.

"Nothing tricky if that's what you're thinking," he replied. "I'm not the kind to slip anyone anything."

"I wasn't thinking that, but good to know," I said, looking at him again.

He was still staring at me like I was the most fascinating person in the world. I couldn't fight the blush from my cheeks any longer and I had to look away again.

"Do I make you nervous?" he wondered.

"I just don't know why you keep looking at me like that," I said softly.

"Like what?" he asked.

"Like you want something from me or I interest you in some way," I shrugged.

"It's both," he smirked. "I am very interested in you and what I want from you is you for the night."

"Just for the night?" I questioned and wondered where I got the boldness.

"To begin with," he replied coolly.

"So you ordered me a Lady Luck because I'm the lady who is going to get lucky tonight?" I asked.

"I ordered you a Lady Luck because I decided she was smiling down on me," he explained. "Because you're here and I'm here and I can tell we both want the same thing."

"What's that?" I wondered.

"To feel whole for one night," he whispered.

"What's in the drink?" I asked again, turning to look him in the eye.

"A lot, but mostly rum," he answered.

"Lady luck is smiling on you," I smiled. "Because rum is my favorite. I'm Lulu."

"Johnny," he replied simply.

I looked down and took the drink in my hand. I held it out and he clinked his glass against mine. We both took a drink and then smiled at each other. It was going to be an interesting night.

"So that was the first time you had ever spoken to Johnny Zacchara?" Cooper questioned.

"Yes," I nodded.

"Did you know who he was?" Cooper wondered.

"I knew his name was Johnny," I shrugged. "I didn't care past that."

Cooper nodded and wrote something down in his notes. I shifted slightly in my chair. Cooper had a lot of questions and I could tell I was going to be there for awhile.