Chapter 21: Clair De Lune

Author's Note:

For this chapter listen to Clair De Lune. It's supposed to be a montage chapter. A few short dialogue scenes, but that's it. Enjoy and don't forget to review! Thanks!

He arrived at Lover's Pass over an hour ago. In that time he set up the table, lit the candles, placed the dishes and wine glasses along with the napkins and silver ware and at last added a finishing touch of a small bouquet of white roses in the center. One of the things he requested was an arbor, or something close to that set up right over the table and chairs, he knew it would be dark out so he thought of setting up a bunch of small white lights around the wooden to create enough light where they could see each other and the stars. He walked to his car looked at the food he had ordered from the Metro Court. Looking down at his watch he had about fifteen to twenty minutes until she was expected to arrive, but after much consideration decided to wait on distributing the food, instead he brought the small boxes to a small table where he had bottles of wine getting cool.

His phone rang and of course it was the person he least wanted to talk to, "Hello Trevor."

"What's with the tone?" Trevor asked with annoyance, "I know you told me not to call you, but I wanted to tell you that I'm actually in Port Charles tonight…"

"With Ms. Snot Kate Howard?" Spinelli joked knowing that he hated it when he referred her to that.

"Yes, anyway do you want to join us for a drink?" He forgot again that Spinelli had a date.

"Not tonight, maybe tomorrow for lunch, Trevor I have to go…" He started pulling the phone away from his ear.

"Spinelli…" He tried to argue that they meet tonight but the phone clicked and he looked at Kate Howard who laughed.

"I think I just got hung up for the first time," he looked at her completely appalled.

"Trevor you're dealing with a teenager, a young adult, he doesn't want to hang out with his attorney…" She leaned into kiss, "That's what I'm here for. To keep you busy."

"Yeah, yeah." He kissed her as the pilot told them they'd be arriving in Port Charles shortly, "I've heard there's a great restaurant here called the Metro Court."

"Oh yeah, my friend Jasper Jacks runs it, I can call in a favor…" She smiled for usually he had to call the favors.

"Kate Howard doing me a favor…That's a first…" He gently brought her hand to his lips.

"A first of many," she leaned into kiss him grabbing her phone.

If there was anything Spinelli regretted when he decided to take the small job in Florida, it was letting Trevor Lansing come into his life. All the man wanted to do was talk business, glamour, money, etc. He absolutely made no room for family or himself which bothered Spinelli because he knew Trevor would never respect him for wanting that in his life. Knowing that Trevor would call probably call again when he arrived in Port Charles he turned his phone off not wanting any distractions from anyone, not him, not Lulu, not even Jason and Elizabeth. He wanted to show Jolene just how much he meant to her which meant closing himself off to family and friends.

He walked back to his car to get a small stereo and placed it below the table where he inserted a CD that instantly started playing Clair De Lune, a favorite song of his, a song that for some reason he felt suited tonight.

There was something in the air he told himself, something that made him feel uneasy. He wasn't sure what it was or if there was something wrong at all, perhaps it was the song that made him feel doubtful. He walked to the wooden chair and sat in it as he watched the sun set. As the clock winded down he looked out at the city of Port Charles wondering if the woman he loved was on her way.

Jolene hurried onto the nurses' station of floor three putting the files on the counter, "Damn it!" She looked at her watch, she should have left over an hour ago and now she had less than twenty minutes to get there.

Taking her phone out she dialed his number, but got his answering machine, "Spinelli this is Jolene, I just wanted to let know that work kept me late, but I should be there soon, no more than an hour late, okay? I'm so sorry."

As she put her phone away she made her way to the emergency entrance of the hospital when paramedics entered, "Where's Dr. Leo?" They looked up from their patient in critical need.

"Right here! This is the gun shot wound right?" Dr. Leo grabbed his stethoscope, "We got to take him into surgery! Jolene you're coming right?"

She looked at him unsure of what to do. She hadn't scrubbed in on a lot of surgeries and this would definitely help her career, but the fact that she knew the surgery could take between half an hour to an hour made her hesitant to choosing it.

"Jolene!" He shouted again, "I need a nurse now!" He looked at her like this couldn't wait, whatever plans she had if she was going off duty were going to have to wait because this patient needed her.

"I think OR 2 is open," she rushed with him already regretting her decision, but technically she was still on duty so she couldn't deny him the help.

Milo walked into the bar at eight pm an hour earlier than he planned, "Dillon?"

"Oh hey, I'm glad you could get here," he smiled at him as Milo took a seat.

"Well I wasn't doing much," he looked up at Coleman, "Miller light."

Dillon sighed, "Yeah well as usual the Quartermaine clan couldn't get along at dinner even for me. Just as we sat down Monica and Tracy were arguing about Alan's will and the only reason Edward wasn't jumping in was because he had his two cute and adorable grandsons next to him."

"Cameron and Jake?" Milo assumed.

"Yup, he was absolutely thrilled when Jason and Elizabeth decided to have dinner with us, but I knew it was only because Emily and Nicholas were there with Spencer. Then, you should have seen it, you would have literally laughed your pants off if you saw Edward's expression when Liz agreed to let Cameron and even Jake stay for the night," he laughed.

"So when exactly did the dinner go…well..."

"Bad? To the point where I couldn't stand them anymore?"

Milo nodded taking a sip from his beer that Coleman handed him.

"As soon as it started," Dillon laughed again, "Nah, it started half way through, just about when Lulu called me."

"Lulu called you?" Milo looked at him curious.

"Yeah, something about wanting to know where Spinelli was and I told her he was on a date with Jolene at Lover's Pass." Dillon didn't think much of it because he had no idea that Lulu and Jolene were enemies like Lulu and Maxie was.

"You told her where Spinelli was?" Milo checked again.

"Yeah, what's the big deal?" Dillon sipped his beer.

"Because Lulu hates Jolene…" Milo darted from his seat.

"She does?" Dillon asked, "Well wait I'm coming too!" Dillon sprung up from his chair trying to catch up to Milo, "Oh crap." He realized that Lulu was a force to reckon with.

"Yeah 'oh crap' are the right words," Milo walked out of Jakes hearing Coleman shout, "Hey you didn't pay for these!"

"Put it on my tab!" Milo shouted back as the two ran out, "We'll take your car." He saw it was Edward's Lexis, "Nice."

"Yeah well he only said I could take it if I promised Lulu wouldn't hot wire it," he joked.

Milo laughed, "Well in that case we'd just by him a new one."

As they got to the car, "Dillon you might want to let me drive."

"But I wanted to be drive the getaway car!" He pouted.

"Next time," Milo playfully retorted.

"Fine," Dillon tossed him the keys and pouted to the passenger's seat.

Milo quickly jumped in and put the car in reverse, "Dillon have you ever seen the Fast and the Furious?"

Dillon glanced at him, "Are you kidding me? Yeah, I thought it was horrible…" He began to rant.

Milo quickly pulled out of his parking space and looked at Dillon who was shocked by how quickly he pulled out, "Dillon, hold on because we're about to go the speed of the fast and furious, okay?"

"You know I'm not sure if that's a good idea, cause grandfather…" Dillon was afraid the car might get damage done to.

Milo formed a smirk on his face, "Than I'll by him a new one."

"Well um, okay," Dillon laughed.

"okay then," Milo looked back at the steering wheel and put the car into drive.

"But not too faaassst!" Dillon lunged back into his seat.

"Oh Dillon stop with the theatrics, you know you're loving this," Milo saw his face slowly nod in assurance as Dillon tried to remain calm.

"Alright, instead of going eighty will go fifty," he let go of the gas.

"Oh thank you," Dillon started breathing again.

"But only when the police are out," he smirked at him again putting his foot on the gas pedal where he heard Dillon shouting 'no', but Milo didn't really care what made Dillon comfortable, his goal was to reach Spinelli before Lulu could arrive to ruin his date.

He looked at the wine swishing around the glass and frowned while taking a deep breath, "It's over. It's really over." He got up from his chair and looked out at the city. Two hours ago he looked at the city as the sun set and believed that anything was possible, he believed that people who had made mistakes could come together and come to the realization that the feelings they had for each, the feelings that could evolve into love would be enough to bring them back to each other, well not in this case he decided. He drank the rest of the wine and then placed the glass back on the table.

He blew out the candles, "Plenty more fish in the sea, Spinelli, plenty more."

He turned to the smaller table nearby and grabbed the small boxes of food. He figured he could drop them off at some soup kitchen on his way home. He opened the trunk and placed the boxes in a way that they wouldn't move around and then looked back at the arbor, the table, the chairs, the silverware, the stereo, everything that he had placed to make tonight perfect. He closed the trunk and walked to the front of his mustang deciding to leave everything there as he had set it.

He didn't care if he returned tomorrow to see that it had been damaged or stolen, he frankly just didn't care what happened tonight. Tonight he would feel sorry for himself and then wake up tomorrow ready for a new day. He knew he could wash away his feelings for Jolene just as quickly as he disposed his hatred for Sonny. It would be hard, but he could manage. He had dealt with many disappointments before, his grandmother, his parents, Lulu, Sonny, and so many others who looked at him and saw nothing.

Closing the car door he put the keys in the ignition. Putting the car in drive he slowly started to make his way down the mountain putting his seat belt on at the same time.

Jason playfully walked into his penthouse holding Elizabeth's hand, "We've got the whole night to ourselves…" He threw the keys on his desk and turned to her, "No bed time stories no dirty diapers, just us." He leaned into kiss her.

"Yeah, but you like the bed time stories, admit it, you're gonna miss not reading Cameron the latest chuggin Charlie adventure," she put her arms around his waist.

He looked at her trying to be tough, but cracked, "Alright, I am gonna miss it, but not as much as I miss you…"

"Well I've been here, you've just failed to look," she playfully insisted pulling away from his kiss and walking to the couch.

He turned his head becoming intrigued by her flirtation, "I'm looking now."

"You are?" She moved her hands to her blouse, slowly unbuttoning it.

"Oh yeah," he licked his lips liking what was in front of him.

As he started his hunt the phone rang and the moment was gone, "I'll be up in five minutes, I swear!"

"Jason!" She got annoyed for making her wait, "Alright…"

He answered the phone as she ran upstairs, "Hello?"

"Hey it's Spinelli." He tried to sound cheery, "I hope I'm not interrupting anything."

Jason silently laughed, "No your not."

"Oh good," Spinelli didn't really know what to say, but Jason could already tell that she didn't show up.

He looked at the clock and knew it was too early for him to be calling about a 'successful' date, "That bad?"

"Yeah, I guess it's over…" He looked at the seat belt realizing he hadn't put it on yet.

"Hey don't lose hope, I thought it was over between Elizabeth and I and look at me now…" He tried to be positive.

"Yeah, but don't forget you two had eight years of history where Jolene and I had about eight weeks?" He pointed out while still struggling with his seat belt.

Jason tried to give him another reason to hold onto the relationship, "Well maybe she got busy, Elizabeth gets hold up all the time at the hospital, maybe she's in surgery."

Spinelli annoyingly grabbed for more leverage on the seat belt, "No, no. She had tonight off, I hacked into the hospital computers and it said she didn't have a shift…"

"Oh well in that case," he laughed.

"Jason…" Elizabeth motioned for him to hurry, she had no idea Spinelli was on the phone.

He could hear Elizabeth's voice in the background, "Well I guess I was interrupting something," he hinted.

"Not much," he motioned at her to in the bedroom again, but she decided to wait.

"Okay well I'm on my way home, you guys want anything? The kids?" He became more frustterated as the damn seat belt didn't give him the leverage he wanted so he quickly looked away at the road.

"No I think we're just going to hit the hay," Jason smiled at Elizabeth.

At last Spinelli got his seat belt on, "Alright then I won't disturb you two." He smiled looking up at the road.

Jason pushed Elizabeth's hair back, "Thanks…I mean if you wanted to talk we wouldn't mind…" He remembered earlier that he told him if he wanted to he could.

"Nah, its okay," Spinelli slightly cheered himself on that he was able to get his seat belt on without having any car troubles except for the fact that he every time he put his foot on the break the car seemed to pick up in speed.

"Hey um Jason," Spinelli glanced at the meter.

"Yeah," Jason started to lean in closer to Elizabeth's face.

"Did they fix my breaks at all?" Spinelli had barely made it down the mountain and yet he was already going faster than he liked.

"Um no, why?" Jason leaned away.

"Cause um, they're not working…" He tried to not panic, but the speedometer kept rising.

"What do you mean they don't work?" Jason moved his hand away from her neck.

"I mean they're not working, I press the break and I keep going faster and faster…"

"Well pull the emergency break!" Jason didn't understand why Spinelli didn't just think of it.

"Oh right," Spinelli slightly laughed looking to his right for the break, but just as he put his hand to pull it he looked back up at the road and saw a shadow quickly raced across the road, "Crap!" He dropped the phone so he could swerve the car, never mind the break.

"Spinelli?" Jason wasn't immediately worried, just alarmed as he looked away from Elizabeth.

Spinelli looked back to see if he had hit anything, but luckily he hadn't. As he reached down to get his phone obviously trying to look at the road at the same time, he couldn't exactly get his hands on the phone. .

"Spinelli, you still there?" Jason looked at Elizabeth who was becoming increasingly as worried as him.

"Jason what's going on?" Elizabeth tried to get his attention.

"Spinelli?" Jason asked again.

"Jason?" Spinelli shouted as his eyes carefully scanned the road trying to think about how he was going to get the phone.

"Spinelli I can barely hear you," Jason moved his hand to his forehead.

"Hold on," he shouted realizing the only way to grab his phone was to unbuckle his seat belt. So after carefully scanning the road he was driving down on he quickly unbuckled his seat belt and grabbed his phone, "Jason."

"That's better..." Jason smiled, but knew he wasn't out of the woods for his breaks still didn't work.

As Spinelli looked up his eyes widened, "Oh shit!" He had no idea that the car had gotten so close to right side of the road he was driving, "Jason!" He shouted as he quickly dropped the phone to swerve the car that was going so fast it went off the edge of the cliff.

"Spinelli!" Jason shouted into the phone, but what he heard left him scrambling to get his leather black jacket from the closet, "Elizabeth we've got to go."

"Go where?" She had no idea what was going on, but based on his behavior she realized it was serious.

"Lover's Pass." He told her as he put his jacket on and grabbed his gun and handed the first aid kit to her.

"Now on entertainment tonight, who is this young hansom man parading around LA with Robert Redford?" The host motioned to the television screen next to her, "Well that would be Dillon Quartermaine, Redford's newest pal since winning the Sundance film festival with his screenplay "living without love," a story based on the tragic death of his late ex-wife."

She knew he'd make it there someday, it didn't matter to her how he got there, but the fact that he did, made her feel that at least one good thing came out of the ordeal.

Mary Hart continued, "...When asked who he might bring to academy awards that Redford graciously invited him to he said "There's only one girl out there for me and she died in my arms," sorry ladies he's a man still mourning, but he did say if he had to bring someone it be his mother, "My mother never believed I'd get here so to prove her wrong I'd bring her just so I could see her squirm and admit she was wrong."

She laughed, that was the man she knew, the man who had a love hate relationship with her mother.

"In other news, Britney Spears…" She tuned out hearing a loud sound.

As it got louder she began to lean away from the TV set, was this miracle she'd been praying for.

Suddenly the wall in front of her collapsed and she quickly leaned up against the back wall as a black and white mustang came rushing towards her.

Stopping right in front of her legs she tried to catch her breath, "Oh my god…"

She put her hand on her heart feeling it beat faster and faster, this was her chance as she saw rubble from the wall fall creating an exit, she was free now, free from her captor.

The sound of the roof beginning to cave in was the motivator for her to rush through that exit and as she barely escaped the collapsing of the tiny shed, she looked for the man behind the car, the man that had saved her life, but he wasn't there. There was giant whole in the windshield and she realized that her savior had been thrown from the car.

She began to worry that he might return, her captor and he if he did, he would surely do something he'd been threatening her with for months and she desperately didn't want to become the victim of being raped so she looked around the car and when she saw nothing there her next instinct was to follow the car tracks.

As fast as her tired little body could take her she looked near the trees, the rocks, left and right and just as she was beginning to give up she saw a man in a tuxedo flat on his stomach, "Oh thank god…"

She ran to him quickly falling to her knees. As she carefully turned him over not wanting to risk further injury to him she instantly knew the battered face of this man, "Spinelli!"

She gently put her hands on his blood stained cheeks knowing that if she shouted loud enough he'd be able to wake up because his pulse was strong, "Spinelli wake up, it's Georgie, it's Georgie Jones!"