Title: The Demise of Lucky Spencer as told by Elizabeth Webber (pt 2)
Author: Princess Leia Solo
Summery: Do you ever just want to go back to those episodes when Liz showed up at the bike shop and saw it burnt to the ground? Here's a few of those scenes, word for word, written in the first person and in story format.
Disclaimer: Not mine.
Distribution: FF.net.... ask me anywhere else.
Rating: The show's rating.
Author's Notes: I had a lot of fun writing this series..... I hope you enjoy them! Please R&R. Anyone who would like to talk about the good old days when JJ played LS and TC played NC, please e-mail and we can talk ~.~
The Demise of Lucky Spencer as told by Elizabeth Webber (pt 2)
This is the day. This is the day that we say our good-byes to Lucky. I never thought I'd have to do this. Well, I knew I'd have to eventually, but not this early in our lives. Not when we were just teenagers. We'd gone through too much to be stopped like this, yet I knew it was real. Lucky, my Lucky, was dead, and I knew that I was going to miss him, and mourn him, forever. I wasn't wrong.
Now I stood just inside the church, thinking back to last Valentines Day, when Lucky gave me hope for the future. Gave me hope that I'd have a future. The setting was beautiful. In our church. He told me to sit down and shut my eyes.
Lucky put a bundle of flowers under my nose. "What is it?" he asked.
"Mmmm, roses?"
"You win, you get to keep them." I opened my eyes and he handed me the flowers.
"Oh, Lucky, they're beautiful."
"You put them to sham." I just looked into his beautiful eyes, and then the memory was over.
I walked down the aisle to his coffin. A closed coffin. His body had been so badly burned that they couldn't even make it an open coffin ceremony. I put the single white rose I held in my hands on top of the coffin, in front of his picture. I touched his picture softly and saw the ring he had given me, still on my left ring finger. I brought my hand back and fingered the piece of jewelry softly. I remembered further into that unforgettable Valentines Day, when we made our promises before God. He seemed a bit nervous.
He took my ring off of my right hand and placed it on my left hand. "This ring. Is my promise." We looked into each other's eyes and he stepped forward. He put his arms around my waist and his lips on mine. I put my arms around his neck, and we sealed our promises with a kiss.
I closed my eyes as the memory, once again, ended. I tried not to cry for the one thousandth time in a week. When I opened my eyes, I continued to look at the picture of Lucky they had set up. I don't know how long I was there for, but I'm sure that if everyone left, I could stay like that forever.
I realized that Laura was standing a ways back, behind me, and I went to her. "Thank you for loving my son," she said softly when we embraced.
I shut my eyes, but didn't say anything. I didn't know what I could say.
Laura went back outside and I still stood in front of the coffin. Until Lucky's father, Luke, walked in. I went over to him as people came in to sit down.
"Luke, I need to be sure of something."
"You can be sure of me, until the day I die. Lucky told me you were the most important thing that ever happened to him. So anything that he would have done for you, anything that you need, you just ask."
"I need to be sure, and I know Lucky would want me to be, that you know that you were his hero."
"A long time ago."
"No. And not in spite of anything, but because of what he learned about you and how you faced it. He loved you as much two days ago, as he did the last time you carried him on your shoulders."
He smiled and took my hands. Held them for about three seconds, then walked on without a word. I watched him as he went.
I was pacing around in the front of the pews, but stopped when Laura, escorted by Nikolus, came down the aisle. "I guess it's time?"
"Yes." Laura took a deep steadying breath. "Elizabeth, I'd like it very much if you sat with the family."
I looked at her, then Nikolus, then back to Laura. "Thank you."
Laura nodded. "Thank you," she whispered. "Come." She took my arm and led me to the front pew where Lesley and LuLu were already seated. I took the end, Laura sat next to her mother and Nikolus sat between us.
Luke, Bobbie, Jerry, and Amy, Laura's sister, sat in the pew across the aisle, and the room was silent.
Laura found comfort from Lesley and Nikolus, wiped her tears away once more, and walked up to the podium. "Good afternoon," she started. "I thank you all for coming here today. My heart is broken, but my heart is also full. Full because I am surrounded by the people that I love, and the people who loved my son." She took a deep breath. "We think, that our children belong to us, but the truth is, children belong to God. Their souls are given to us for a time, a precious time. And it's a blessing, everyday; every moment we have to love our children is a great gift and a great blessing. My son, Lucky, was God's great gift to me, just as my other two children are. I would like to encourage you all, to not waist a moment of time, with the people that you love. Thank you." Laura stepped down and walked back over to her seat between Nikolus and Lesley. They each took a hand and Nikolus gave her a small kiss on the cheek.
I got up and went to the podium. "Hi," I said in almost a whisper. I saw that Laura was trying to regain her composure. "Laura asked if I wanted to say anything, and I do, if I can just figure out how. I feel so lucky, to be the girl he loved. And I guess what I wanted to tell you was, Lucky saved my life. If you know me, you know that I'm not exaggerating or trying to sound poetic. He literally picked me up off the ground, from the snow and the ice and took care of what hurt. And watched over me at night. He took all of my anger and my bitterness and turned it into something shiny, that I will always, always have. And this is why, it's not right that he's gone. Someone who saves a life should have an extra life. More time, not less." Laura was in tears now and trying to hold back her sobs. Over come by grief, I looked at Luke for a second, giving him a sign, and with a choked back sob, I went back to my seat next to Nikolus.
"Thank you, Elizabeth," he said softly when he had gotten to the podium. Nikolus put his arm around me and sat there with my arms close to my body, even though it wasn't cold. Luke looked out at the people sitting in all pews and then started to talk.
"They say, them who says things, that the child is the father of the man. I heard that all my life and I never paid much attention to it. Until Lucky became a teenager. No, actually, you know, the truth is, he never was a teenager. He went right into adulthood. It happened in one day. If there were any warnings, I didn't see them coming. But, just because it was fast doesn't mean it was smooth, it was painful. It was so painful for him. And it was the hardest thing I'd ever done, letting my boy become a man, at the same time my child was telling me he hated me. And believe me, I wouldn't have done it, if I had known then, that I was going to miss so much time, with a son that was here so briefly. But, at the end of the day, he was a Spencer, and we Spencer's were connected. And I'm grateful, so grateful, for my connection to Lucky. He taught me a lot. He taught me about things that I couldn't see and I only half believed in half the time. Things like honor and truth. And love. It would not have been my choice, that my adulthood, would come at the price of his." He nodded his head once and went back to his sister's side.
Laura, Nikolus, and I were all crying. Throughout Luke's speech, Laura's tears had escalated. Nikolus pulled my head down on to his shoulder, and then put his head atop of mine. At that moment, I knew that I had a new friend, but that no one would ever replace Lucky in my heart.
[ Scenes of Lucky from the past 5 1/2 years plays, including the dinner with Lucky, Liz, Emily, and Nikolus, and Lucky and Liz's last dance. A song is playing in the back round. The lyrics:
Got a picture of you, carry in my heart,
Close my eyes and see you, when the world gets dark.
Got a memory of you, carry in my soul,
Wrap your clothes around me, when the nights get cold.
If you ask me how I'm doing, I'd say just fine.
But the truth is baby, if you could read my mind.
Not a day goes by, when I don't think of you.
After all this time, you're still with me it's true.
Some how it remains lies so deep inside.
Baby, baby, baby, not a day goes by.
That I don't think of you.
Scenes end with Lucky's picture.]
Hours after the funeral was over, I sat in the front pew and looked at Lucky's coffin. I felt the tears coming, and remembered my promise to Lucky.
"You have my heart. That's a permanent lock. Everything I am is in love with you. My mind, my soul, my body, my sprit. That will never change. I pledge myself to you, Lucky, today and forever." The tears and sobbing came as I lowered my head. Then I looked up and stared at the picture of the man I was supposed to be with for the rest of my life.
After my crying stopped, I started to speak again, even though I was alone. "I wish you could give me a sign." I started to play with my ring. "Not that you hear me, nothing like that. But a sign that you're really gone. 'Cause I can't seem to make it true. And I can't feel the things I should feel if I know you're not coming back. I know you'd be with me right now if you could. Maybe you could stop and wait for me somewhere. Just show me the way. You know I'll do anything. Just show me how."
I heard footsteps, but I didn't turn around. "Hey, Liz," Nikolus said softly. "Laura's not with you?" I shook my head no. "Your grandmother was starting to worry about you."
"I'm sorry."
Nikolus sat down on my left. "No, no, it's fine. No one's upset or anything."
"There's no place that feels like him anymore. So I just thought I'd, you know..."
"Yeah, I know. I thought you might come back here."
"You know, it's strange. When I heard you come in, I heard the door and the footsteps, and for a second I got this crazy idea that..."
Nikolus smiled and said, "Hey, if you're crazy, then so am I. It doesn't feel real to me either. You know, it was, it was great what you said at the funeral. "
"It's the last thing I could do for him." I turned to look at Nikolus. "I didn't want to break down like that."
"No. It's the only thing I remember anybody saying. You said that Lucky saved your life, and I thought, yeah, that's what he did for me, too." Nikolus and I looked forward, back at the same picture of Lucky that I had just been staring at all day, except it was like I was looking at it for the first time.
A while later, Nikolus handed me his cell phone and I dialed my number. "I'm sorry, Gram, I didn't mean for anyone to worry."
"I'm not scolding you, I'm really not. You see, for your sake darling, I just wish that, I feel so..." she let out an exasperated sigh, and I smiled a little.
"I won't be long, okay? Nikolus said he's going to bring me home. I'll be fine."
"Okay, okay. Would you tell Nikolus thank you for me?"
"I will. Bye, Gram."
"Bye." We both hung up.
I handed the phone back to Nikolus. "She says thank you."
"Well, you, uh, you must be exhausted."
"Have you ever been afraid to go to sleep? Afraid because you might have a dream you don't want to have?"
He nodded. "Maybe once or twice."
"I was dreaming that night. I could hear sirens. Police cars, fire trucks. When I woke up, I couldn't hear them anymore. Maybe when I was sleeping I could hear... but they would have been very far away and I didn't smell smoke or see the sky change color or fire. I reached for the phone to call Lucky, to tell him about my dream, and there was a recording that said that said it wasn't working. And I thought, if his phone doesn't ring, how will he know that it's broken? So, I decided to go over there and tell him, and tell him about my dream."
"About the sirens?"
"Oh, no, that didn't happen until the end. I had a dream that we were dancing. We were like perfect partners."
"Uh-uh."
"We didn't think about our feet or the music."
"Uh-uh."
"And we just seemed to glide."
"Maybe that's what you'll dream about and not the sirens."
"Maybe. That would be nice. You know, you're right. I have so many more good things to remember than bad. Like Valentines Day here. I would have never thought, a whole year before, that Valentines Day would be something I'd be glad to remember. He took- he erased the worst night of my life and turned it into the happiness. He promised he'd love me forever."
"And you know him. He'd would never break a promise."
Nikolas is right. At least, I hope he is. We stand up and leave so he can take me home. I'm still scared to sleep, but I know I have to. I just pray that they're good dreams and not bad ones.