"You ready to go?" Sonny asked as Carly let him into her apartment.
"Almost, let me grab my purse and I will be." Carly went into her bedroom.
"Where's Michael?" He called after her.
"He's with Betty." She answered, coming back into the living room.
"You look fantastic." He commented on her long black sleeveless dress.
"Well, I don't feel it." At his concerned look she said. "You haven't heard
yet, have you? I'm a Cassadine now, whatever that means. Stefan is my
father."
Sonny smirked. "Are you going to change your name to Cassadine?"
"Carly Cassadine." She let it roll off her tongue and made a face. "I don't
think so. He never once acknowledged me before, so why take his name? You
know what? I need to party tonight. I need to forget that Stefan Cassadine
even exists."
"I'm exactly what the doctor ordered." Sonny smiled. "It's my job in life
to drive all thoughts of other men out of your mind."
Carly laughed. "How long have you been holding onto that corny line? Never
mind, let's roll."
~*~*~
Maxie danced across her room over to her radio and turned the volume up.
She was listening to a tape that she made from a demo of Lucky's that she
'borrowed' a few months back. He had no idea that one day while visiting
him at Kelly's, she took it, copied it and managed to get it back the same
day without him knowing it. She grinned devilishly as let his voice
serenade her while she got ready.
He had a great voice and he was going to be awesome tonight, she thought as
she carefully applied her makeup. She danced over to her closet and took
out the dress she was going to wear. It was a flame red tube dress with
matching shrug. I am going to be a total knockout in this dress! He'll
never think of me as a little girl again.
"Mr. Spencer, you won't know what hit you." She murmured.
Someone banged on her door. "What is it now?" She tossed the dress on her
bed then stormed over and jerked the door open. "What?"
It was Georgie. "Could you maybe put the music a little louder? I don't
think the people in the next town can hear!"
"Complain, complain, complain, that's all you do." Maxie muttered and
turned the music down. "Happy now?"
Georgie eyed her. "What's with all the makeup. You look like a slut."
"I do not!" Maxie inspected her face in her bureau mirror. "I happen to
look older, that's all."
"Where are you going with all that makeup on?" She was curious.
"Nowhere." Maxie folded her arms in annoyance.
She spotted the dress on the bed and gasped. "Where'd you get that dress?
Does Mom know you have that?"
"Why are you so nosy?" Maxie snatched the dress off the bed. "She doesn't
know and she doesn't need to find out."
"Hmmm, you have the slutty makeup, the slutty dress…" Georgie thought it
over. "Let me guess, does this have anything to do with say a certain Lucky
Spencer?"
Maxie rolled her eyes. "Look, I can't believe I'm about to say this. But
keep quiet about this and cover for me tonight and….if you ever need help
with something concerning Neil I'll help you out. How's that?"
Georgie rubbed her chin. "Throw in ten bucks and you got a deal."
"Ten bucks! Thanks a lot *sis*." Maxie grabbed her wallet and passed the
cash to her sister.
She accepted the money with a wide smile. "It's a pleasure doing business
with you. I'll just say you were feeling a little under the weather and
decided to stay in your room."
"I need help getting out."
"I'll distract them for you. Don't worry about it. I won't even charge
extra." Georgie skipped out of the room with a grin.
"The things I do for you, Lucky. Tonight better not be a bust." Maxie
muttered.
~*~*~
Emily opened the door and said with surprise. "Nikolas, what are you doing
here?"
He walked in her past her into the apartment. "I came to see you. I tried
calling but your phone was busy."
"Yeah, I had a lot of calls today. I was on my way out. Lucky's show is
tonight." She reminded him.
"So am I. I thought we could go together." Nikolas smiled.
She shrugged. "Fine, I could use a ride. Sly was going to meet me there."
"You're going with Sly?" Nikolas frowned and folded his arms.
"No, I am meeting him there." She snapped. She softened her tone and
touched his arm. "Look, Nikolas, chill with the jealous thing okay? Sly
doesn't know yet, remember? So he invited me out for the night and I said
sure. It's all going to be over soon."
Nikolas took a deep breath and thrust his hand through his hair. "Yeah, I'm
sorry. I just get like that whenever I think of you and him…didn't you say
you were getting dressed?"
She smiled. "I need to change my top."
"Maybe I could help you out." Nikolas reached for her waist, tickling her
slightly.
"Nikolas!" She laughed and slapped his hand away. He reached for her again
and Emily darted out of his way, giggling. "Stop."
"Come here." He smiled and advanced on her.
Emily let out a little scream before running from him. He chuckled and
followed her. Laughing, she darted into her room where Nikolas caught with
her. Trapping her against her closet door he tickled her sides causing her
to cry out with laughter.
"Stop, Nikolas!" She wheezed. "I give, I give."
He drew her into his arms. "What exactly are you giving here?"
"I don't know, what do you want?" She said softly.
"Let me get back to you on that." He murmured as he bent his head to kiss
her.
A few minutes later Sly knocked on the front door. He waited for Emily to
answer but when she didn't he used to his key to let himself in.
"Hey Em?" He called out. "Elizabeth just called me. She's been trying to
get you but your line was tied up. She's back in Port Charles early so I'm
going to pick her up at the airport and we'll met you at Luke's. Emily?
Where are you?"
He heard a feminine giggle coming from her room. He smiled, so that's where
she was. He started for her room but the sound of male laughter made him
pause. Huh? Who was that? He went to investigate.
Emily said. "I really have to finish getting dressed."
"No one's stopping you." Sly narrowed his eyes when realized that it was
Nikolas in there with her.
"I kinda need my bra." Emily told him.
"What bra? Oh this bra?"
Emily laughed. "Yes, that bra and that shirt you're hiding behind your
back."
"I'll give you them on one condition, wait make that two conditions."
There was a brief pause as Emily thought it over. "Okay, what are your
conditions."
"The second Elizabeth sets foot in Port Charles we tell her and Sly about
us. I'm sick of sneaking around." He said softly. "I know how this secret
has been killing you."
Sly clenched his fists as he listened to them. Sneaking around? How long
had this been going on? How long had Emily been making a fool out of him?
Out of Elizabeth? They probably thought they were going to get away with it
also. Not if he had anything to do with it.
"Fine. What's the other condition?"
"I'm going to need at least…four kisses to get me through tonight."
"Four? You greedy boy." Emily laughed.
Sly didn't stick around to hear anything else. He quietly left the
apartment, his mind intent on what had to be done.
~*~*~
Luke was behind the bar setting up when Maxie strolled through the door. He
did a double take. This, he could tell, was going to be trouble. He
beckoned her over to the bar.
Maxie came over. "Hi Mr. Spencer."
"Now darlin' you know you can call me Luke." He drawled.
"Sorry, Luke." She smiled. Luke Spencer had to be the coolest adult she
knew.
"You look very pretty tonight. A lot like your mother."
She preened over the compliment. Compliments were always a good thing in
her book. "Thanks Luke."
"I assume you're here for the show, huh?"
She nodded. "Yeah, I can't wait."
"You know I'm not supposed to have underage people in here. I could get in
trouble with your stepdaddy and you don't want that to happen now do you?"
He raised his eyebrow.
"Please, Luke." She begged. "Please! Let me stay. I won't order anything, I
won't bother anybody, I just want to hear Lucky sing."
Luke sighed. Blondes were always his weakness. "You look just like your
mother. Luckily for you I have a soft spot for her and her kids. Okay, you
can stay for his performance and when he's done you're out of here. I'm
keeping my eye on you."
Maxie beamed and impulsively leaned across the bar to give him a hug.
"Thanks so much, Luke! I promise right after he's done I'm out."
Luke just shook his head. He watched Maxie look around the club. "If you're
looking for the kid, he's by the stage setting up."
"You are the best."
"So they tell me." Luke grinned and watched as she bounced away.
Lucky was tuning his guitar when he heard. "Ahem."
He looked up and his eyes widened in shock. It was Maxie and she was
wearing a dress that managed to cling to every curve on her body, curves
that Lucky didn't know existed. Her blonde hair was twisted up and she
looked very very grown up. It was obvious what her intent was.
"Maxie."
"Hi Lucky." She purred.
"What are doing here?" He managed to get out.
"I told you I was going to be in the front row cheering you on. I can't
wait for the show." She smiled.
"Thanks." He mumbled.
"You like my dress?" Maxie's eyes glowed.
"It's…it's nice." Lucky said politely. It was more than nice it was
something else!
"Nice?" She arched her eyebrow. "Come on, Lucky, it's not *nice* and you
know it. Is this something a *little sister* would wear? Huh?"
Lucky stood. "I gotta go check in with my father about something."
"Okay, Lucky." She smiled slowly. She pointed at a table that was directly
in front of the stage. "I'll be sitting right there, cheering you on."
Lucky watched as she sauntered over to the table. He shook his head. That
girl… He went over to the bar. "Are you out of your mind letting Maxie
Jones in here?"
"You have a problem with the way I run my club?" Luke arched his eyebrow.
"She's underage." Lucky pointed out.
"She knows better than to try anything. I got my eye on her and everyone
knows she's Bubba's stepdaughter."
"I don't want her in here."
Luke looked to where Maxie was sitting. The girl was practically breaking
her neck to get a good look at Lucky. He could feel the tension vibrating
off of his son. "What's the problem, cowboy? She got a thing for you,
doesn't she?"
"More like a mission in life. She has something to prove now." Lucky
groaned and ran his hand through his hair. "I'm her…*goal*."
Luke sighed. "To have a pretty blond in love with you. I'm sure there's
worst things in life. On second thought, I'm positive there's worse
things."
"Dad, you're not helping."
"Suck it up, kid." Luke slapped him on his shoulder. "She's young and
crushes don't last that long. Next thing you know, some other young stud
will catch her eye."
~*~*~
Taggert and Keesha walked into the busy club. "Wow, looks like half the
town showed up tonight." Keesha observed. "Katarina should have come with
us."
"She wanted to do her own thing, whatever that is." Taggert said.
"We should have at least brought Melinda with us. She might have enjoyed
this."
"Maybe. I think that table is free, let's grab it before anyone else does."
Taggert guided her over. He started to look for a waitress when he spotted
Alex at the bar. "I'll be right back."
"Okay. Bring me back a beer or something will you?" Keesha smiled.
Taggert walked up to the bar and clapped him on the back. "Hey, man. Can I
get two beers?" He asked Claude.
"Hey." Alex mumbled. He nodded his appreciation when Claude placed his
drink in front of him.
"You look miserable. Carly torturing you or something?" Taggert laughed.
"Not anymore. We broke up."
"Whoa." Taggert whistled lowly. "She dumped you, huh? I can't say that's a
bad thing."
"No, it's the other way around. I broke it off with her."
"And you still look miserable?" Taggert laughed causing Alex to scowl.
"Sorry man. But if you two are over what are you doing hanging around her
uncle's club? You know she's going to be here tonight because of Lucky."
"You're right." Alex slammed back his drink and rose.
"Speak of the devil." Taggert muttered and Alex looked in the direction of
the entrance. Carly was walking in on the arm of Sonny.
"Damn it." Alex muttered. He stormed past them, not even pausing when Carly
timidly smiled in his direction.
When they past by Taggert, he smiled nastily at her. "Fast little worker,
aren't you. Don't even wait for the body to get cold."
"Shut up." Carly sneered at him.
Taggert just laughed and carried the beers back to his table. Keesha looked
at him. "What was that?"
"Garcia wised up and dumped the black widow."
"About time." Keesha said taking a sip of her beer. "I never knew what he
saw in her."
"God only knows." Taggert muttered.
Keesha nudged him in the side. "Is that…is that Layla with Stefan?"
Taggert looked across the crowded club. "Yeah. Yeah, it is. I see she found
something to keep her mind off the case."
"I didn't know they knew each other."
"For years." Taggert knew all about Layla and Stefan's relationship. "But
remember in public, we don't know her and she doesn't know us."
Across the room Layla noticed Taggert and Keesha. She hoped Keesha wouldn't
come over. How would she explain her knowing the two of them to Stefan?
"So are you ready to leave yet?" Stefan looked around in distaste. It was
obvious that he hated being there.
"Steffie." Layla pouted. "You said you would give it a chance. The
entertainment hasn't even performed yet."
"Afterwards then." Stefan nodded.
"Fine." Layla smiled. "I am positively famished. I wonder what's good
here."
"I have it on good authority that the cheese fries are excellent." They
looked up to see Luke standing by their table grinning like a fool.
"Spencer." Stefan muttered.
"If it isn't the Dark Knight himself and his ever so lovely companion…What
was your name again, darlin'?" Luke smiled flirtatiously at her.
Layla pressed her lips together. She didn't know why Spencer insisted on
playing these little games. "It was Layla. We came for the…entertainment."
"I'm positive you'll enjoy it. Layla. That's my boy up there. Speaking of
children I heard the…should I say bad news?"
"Barbara told you I take it?" Stefan said calmly.
"Yeah and from my understanding little Caroline isn't happy with the news."
Luke looked over where Carly sat with Sonny, Chris and Eve.
"That is something for Carly and I to work out. It is none of your
business."
"Anything that involves my family is my business." Luke said seriously
before smiling at Layla. "I'll send some cheese fries over for you."
~*~*~
Ned walked on stage and smiled as everyone started to applaud. "Thank you
all for coming out tonight. I think this is the most business Luke's seen
in a long time."
Luke followed his arms and scowled as people around him laughed. "What a
riot. Bring out that talent!"
"As I was saying." Ned smirked. "Thanks for coming out and supporting L&B
Records. I think there's something in the water here because Port Charles
has the best homegrown talent I've ever seen. And here's another native
son, give him some love people…Lucky Spencer!"
Lucky stepped on stage amid loud applause and cheering. The loudest, he
noticed was Maxie. He grabbed the microphone. "Hello Port Charles! Are you
guys ready to rock? Cause I know I am."
He waited for the drummer to pound out the opening notes before joining in
on guitar and singing:
"Yeah I'm tired of sighing,
tired of worrying you too
But I made up my mind baby,
what I'm gonna do
I got my clothes in a matchbox,
I'm gonna forget about you"
Carly and Eve were snapping their fingers along to the beat. "My cousin is
pretty good after all."
"You expected anything less from a Spencer?" Sonny grinned.
"I feel like dancing." Eve said to Chris.
"Yeah, let's!" Carly smiled at Sonny who shook his head. "Uh-uh."
"Same goes for me." Chris said.
"Come on guys." Eve wheedled.
"Forget them." Carly stood up. "We don't need them to dance do we?"
"No." Eve agreed, standing up also. She took Carly's hand and led her to
the small dance floor. "Let's get down."
Chris and Sonny watched as their respective dates deserted them. They
exchanged looks. Neither knew what to say to each other. They weren't
friends and all they knew about each other was what Carly and Eve had told
them. They went back to watching the two women dance with each other.
"Girl on girl action, cool." Chris quipped with a half smile.
Sonny had to laugh. "Yeah."
"But I tried to tell you many times,
but I never could do it
You believe me baby,
this time I'm through
I got my clothes in a matchbox,
I'm gonna forget about you"
Lucky went into a long guitar solo as more people got up to dance. He tried
not to look at Maxie but it was hard not to. She was wiggling around on the
dance floor giving him seductive looks.
Nikolas smiled at Emily who was taping her feet along to the beat. They had
arrived just as Lucky started singing. "Carly seems to be having fun out
there."
She nodded. "Yeah."
"Maybe we should join her." He held out his hand to Emily. "Feel like
dancing?"
She shrank back. "Nikolas…we can't."
"Look, what's wrong with two *friends* dancing with each other." He said
exasperated.
Emily leaned in to him and whispered. "When you look at me, anyone can tell
that we are not friends." He seemed satisfied with the answer and she
continued. "And what if Sly comes in and catches us? Where is Sly anyway?"
"Maybe he got held up or something." Nikolas shrugged. He didn't care if
the guy never showed up. "If he doesn't show up soon, will you dance with
me then?"
"Maybe." She smiled. "I'll think about it."
Across the room Layla was eating up the cheese fries Luke had sent over.
"How can you eat those things?" Stefan asked, frowning.
"They're actually pretty good." Layla held out a long fry in front of his
face. "Wanna try one?"
Stefan leaned back. "No, thank you."
She shrugged and at the fry herself. "You don't know what you're passing
up. I suppose you don't want to dance either?"
He shook his head no. "This is not the particular style of music I enjoy."
"Come on! Let your hair down a little and have some fun." Layla urged.
He took her hand in his and smiled meaningfully. "Later, perhaps."
"I'll hold you to that." She said softly.
"Now when things get harder,
yeah, and rough on you
Don't try to get me back now baby,
'cause baby I'm through
I got my clothes in a matchbox,
gonna forget about you"
Lucky finished the song with a wide grin and immediately launched into a
series of fast songs that got more people out on the dance floor. Keesha
pulled Taggert out on the floor. As soon as Bobbie and Jerry arrived they
got out there also.
Lucky tried avoiding eye contact with Maxie but it was hard. His eyes kept
wandering back to her as she continued to dance in the middle of the dance
floor. He watched as a few guys tried to join her but after noticing that
her complete attention was focused on the stage they gave up. He couldn't
help smiling. There was something…fulfilling about being the object of a
crush.
~*~*~
Carly and Eve returned to their table and sat down exhausted. Chris wrapped
his arm around Eve and pulled her close. "I see you remembered we were
here."
"You guys should have came with us." Eve said, stealing his drink.
"You missed us?" He laughed. "Needed a *man* to dance with?"
"We did okay without you." Carly smirked. "And there were plenty of men who
would have dance with us."
"But this," Eve wiggled her left hand, making her engagement ring twinkling
in the lights, "scared off a few of them."
"Aw too bad." Chris rolled his eyes.
Bobbie came over to the table. "Hi guys. Carly, have you spoken to Stefan
yet?"
"Mother, I'm trying to enjoy myself tonight." Carly snapped.
"I was just asking because he's here tonight." Bobbie pointed out.
"Oh, is he? I haven't even noticed." Carly lied. She saw him as soon as she
stepped into the club.
"He's over there with some…brunette." Bobbie frowned.
"Careful, Mother, you sound a little jealous." Carly teased.
"I am not jealous. Just curious." Bobbie looked around to see if Jerry was
nearby and could have heard. "Do you know who she is?'
"Some chick named Layla, that's all I know." Carly drowned her drink as
Lucky started a slow song.
"When I'm all alone,
When I'm feelin' blue
No one understands me, baby,
Nobody but you
Through all the sleepless nights,
and the rainy days till the sun is nowhere in view
The only way I make it through
Is when I come to you
And in my darkest hour,
When the midnight shadows fall
Baby you got the power
To make the angels come to call"
"Oh…Carly, you really should give Stefan a chance. Don't make this harder
than it should be." Bobbie pleaded.
Carly rolled her eyes and said. "Sonny, let's dance."
"I told you…" He protested but Carly ignored his protests.
"It's a slow song, you big baby." She dragged him out onto the floor
leaving Bobbie, Eve, and Chris looking around uncomfortably. Bobbie pressed
her lips together in anger before stalking away.
Eve gave Chris a pointed look. "If Sonny can go out and dance then you can
get up and dance with me."
"Eve…"
"Get up already." She demanded and Chris reluctantly rose. She and Chris
joined the crowded the dance floor, finding a spot near Sonny and Carly.
Chris drew her into his arms and the two of them soon escaped to their own
little world.
Sonny slowly slid his arms around Carly's waist, drawing her near. Carly
ran her hand down the side of his face and took in a deep breath.
"Are you okay?" He asked softly.
She shook her head. "Not really. So many things have happened lately and I
don't…"
"I'm not usually overly optimistic but I have a feeling that things will
work out fine."
"Really? Can I quote you on that?" She smiled and pressed her forehead
against his.
'"Go right ahead." He laughed and squeezed her tighter.
"I just hold you in my arms,
and let music in my heart
Play the whole night through
And, baby, I feel so brand new,
when I come to you"
Nikolas checked his watch and looked at the door. "We've been here for a
while now and Sly still hasn't shown up…"
"I wonder where he is." Emily worried. "This isn't like him."
"Yeah, okay." Nikolas quickly dismissed her concerns. "He's not here so
that means you have to dance with me."
"No, I said I'd think about it." She corrected with a little smile.
'Really? Because I swear I heard you say you'd dance with me." Nikolas'
smile was engaging. "You wouldn't want to disappoint me, now would you?"
"Hmm…" Emily smiled as she pretended to think her choices over.
"To much thinking going on." Nikolas said and took her hand and pulled her
up.
Emily eagerly followed him. She sighed as he took her into his arms. It
took her a while before she realized that he was holding her not as a
friend but as a lover. "Nikolas." She whispered in his ear.
Nikolas had closed his eyes and was breathing in her perfume. He murmured.
"Yeah?"
"The way we're dancing…friends don't dance like this." She hissed.
"I don't care."
"Nikolas—"
"I don't care." He repeated, this time pulling back and giving her a
determined look. She closed her eyes and nodded. Who was she kidding? She
didn't care either.
"When I come to you
You make me feel all right again
When I come to you
You keep me from the howlin' wind,
And baby I feel brand new,
When I come to you"
The saxophone player started his solo and Lucky stepped back. His eyes
immediately went to where Maxie sat. She had sat down when he started the
song but she continued to sway in her seat while staring at him. Just
before he started to sing again some guy stepped up to Maxie. Lucky
narrowed his eyes as he watched the guy obviously hit on Maxie. He didn't
know why but he had the urge to go over to there and put a stop to it. The
guy wouldn't leave her alone, he guessed as he watched Maxie repeatedly
shake her head no. Finally Maxie said something to him. What, Lucky
couldn't guess. But from the look on her face as she said it, he assumed it
was something big.
"When I come to you
I feel all right again
When I come to you
You keep me from the howlin' wind,
and I feel brand new
When I come to you"
Lucky finished the song and decided it was time to take a break. "You guys
are great!" He said with a smile.
The crowd applauded loudly and Maxie let out a whistle. Lucky shook his
head, more amused than anything did. "But I need a little break okay guys?
Thanks."
Lucky took off his guitar and climbed off stage. Maxie quickly stood and
rushed over to him. "You were fantastic." She grinned.
"Thanks. Can we talk?" The words came out in a rush.
"Sure." She beamed. The dress and the dancing must have worked better than
she thought.
Lucky took her arm and led her outside to the parking lot. He folded his
arms. "I think you should go home now, Maxie."
"What?" She gaped. "I wanted to see you perform. You're not done yet."
"I'm almost done so…"
"Look, if I want to stay I will stay." She said stubbornly.
"And if I want you thrown out I can have that happen." He threatened.
She glared at him. "Excuse me?"
Lucky ran a hand through his hair. "Look, I didn't mean that. But the club
isn't a place for kids."
She placed her hands on her hips. "I told you, I'm not a kid anymore."
"I can see that. Boy, I can see that." He muttered. "I saw you with that
guy. He didn't think you were a kid either. What did he want?"
"He wanted a dance." She shrugged. "I told him no."
"It took him a while to get the hint."
"It wasn't until I told him who I was that he gave up." She smiled
mischievously.
Lucky groaned. He had a feeling he wasn't going to like what she said.
"What did you tell him?"
"I told him I was your girl and you'd kick his butt if he touched me." She
said proudly.
"Maxie…"
"It's true though. You'd kick his butt and any other guy who tried to mess
around with me wouldn't you?" She said softly as she inched closer to him.
He took a step back. "Sure…because you're my friend."
She shook her head. "Uh-uh. That's not why. And it's not because I'm like a
little sister. Because I'm more than a little sister to you and you know
it."
"Come on, Maxie." He tried to laugh it off but he knew there was some truth
to what she was saying. Brotherly feelings for her had nothing to do with
him being upset when he saw that guy hitting on her.
She slid her hand into his hair. "Quit acting like you don't feel this,
Lucky." She breathed before kissing him.
He eagerly returned the kiss, no longer caring that he was confusing the
both of them. Maxie almost laughed in triumph when she felt Lucky's arms
wrap around her and pull her close. It was happening! It was really
happening. She closed her eyes and let herself get lost in the kiss.
Lucky pulled back for air and was about to go in for long kiss when out of
the corner of his eye he saw a familiar figure in a leather jacket pass by
them, heading for the club. Is that…? He shook his head at the absurdity of
the thought. You've gone crazy Spencer, he thought. First making out with
Maxie Jones in a parking lot and now thinking you saw…
He stared at the figure, which had stopped at the club's entrance. Could it
be…?
Maxie opened her eyes as she realized that Lucky's attention was no longer
on her. "Lucky?"
"I thought I just saw a ghost." Lucky told her.
Inside the club, Luke was on stage holding the microphone. "I don't know
where that son of mine ran off to. Maybe I should try out my singing
skills. I'd like to start off with my rendition of—"
"What is this? The torture portion of the evening? Get off the stage."
Carly heckled from her seat.
"Like you can do any better." Luke threw back at her. He smirked.
"I sing like an angel, thank you very much." Carly stuck her tongue out at
him, causing the people around her to laugh.
Luke was about to retort when he saw the door began to open again. "He's
back, ladies and gentlemen. Give it up for my son!"
All eyes went straight to the door and the man standing in the doorway. Who
unfortunately wasn't Lucky. He was taken aback by all the attention as the
people stared at him in shock. The club was silent until Carly trembling
rose from her seat. "Oh my God!"
"Is that…is that him?" Emily whispered to Nikolas, hopefully. He reached
for her hand.
They watched as Carly flew across the club stopping a few feet away from
him. "Jason…?" She took a hesitant step towards him.
He smiled at her and nodded. Carly stretched her hand out to him and
touched his jacket with the tip of her finger to prove that it was really
Jason standing before her. Tears running down her face she whispered.
"Jason…"
Suddenly her eyes rolled back and she fell to the floor in faint.
*Song credits* "Matchbox" and "When I Come To You" by Jonny Lang
"Almost, let me grab my purse and I will be." Carly went into her bedroom.
"Where's Michael?" He called after her.
"He's with Betty." She answered, coming back into the living room.
"You look fantastic." He commented on her long black sleeveless dress.
"Well, I don't feel it." At his concerned look she said. "You haven't heard
yet, have you? I'm a Cassadine now, whatever that means. Stefan is my
father."
Sonny smirked. "Are you going to change your name to Cassadine?"
"Carly Cassadine." She let it roll off her tongue and made a face. "I don't
think so. He never once acknowledged me before, so why take his name? You
know what? I need to party tonight. I need to forget that Stefan Cassadine
even exists."
"I'm exactly what the doctor ordered." Sonny smiled. "It's my job in life
to drive all thoughts of other men out of your mind."
Carly laughed. "How long have you been holding onto that corny line? Never
mind, let's roll."
~*~*~
Maxie danced across her room over to her radio and turned the volume up.
She was listening to a tape that she made from a demo of Lucky's that she
'borrowed' a few months back. He had no idea that one day while visiting
him at Kelly's, she took it, copied it and managed to get it back the same
day without him knowing it. She grinned devilishly as let his voice
serenade her while she got ready.
He had a great voice and he was going to be awesome tonight, she thought as
she carefully applied her makeup. She danced over to her closet and took
out the dress she was going to wear. It was a flame red tube dress with
matching shrug. I am going to be a total knockout in this dress! He'll
never think of me as a little girl again.
"Mr. Spencer, you won't know what hit you." She murmured.
Someone banged on her door. "What is it now?" She tossed the dress on her
bed then stormed over and jerked the door open. "What?"
It was Georgie. "Could you maybe put the music a little louder? I don't
think the people in the next town can hear!"
"Complain, complain, complain, that's all you do." Maxie muttered and
turned the music down. "Happy now?"
Georgie eyed her. "What's with all the makeup. You look like a slut."
"I do not!" Maxie inspected her face in her bureau mirror. "I happen to
look older, that's all."
"Where are you going with all that makeup on?" She was curious.
"Nowhere." Maxie folded her arms in annoyance.
She spotted the dress on the bed and gasped. "Where'd you get that dress?
Does Mom know you have that?"
"Why are you so nosy?" Maxie snatched the dress off the bed. "She doesn't
know and she doesn't need to find out."
"Hmmm, you have the slutty makeup, the slutty dress…" Georgie thought it
over. "Let me guess, does this have anything to do with say a certain Lucky
Spencer?"
Maxie rolled her eyes. "Look, I can't believe I'm about to say this. But
keep quiet about this and cover for me tonight and….if you ever need help
with something concerning Neil I'll help you out. How's that?"
Georgie rubbed her chin. "Throw in ten bucks and you got a deal."
"Ten bucks! Thanks a lot *sis*." Maxie grabbed her wallet and passed the
cash to her sister.
She accepted the money with a wide smile. "It's a pleasure doing business
with you. I'll just say you were feeling a little under the weather and
decided to stay in your room."
"I need help getting out."
"I'll distract them for you. Don't worry about it. I won't even charge
extra." Georgie skipped out of the room with a grin.
"The things I do for you, Lucky. Tonight better not be a bust." Maxie
muttered.
~*~*~
Emily opened the door and said with surprise. "Nikolas, what are you doing
here?"
He walked in her past her into the apartment. "I came to see you. I tried
calling but your phone was busy."
"Yeah, I had a lot of calls today. I was on my way out. Lucky's show is
tonight." She reminded him.
"So am I. I thought we could go together." Nikolas smiled.
She shrugged. "Fine, I could use a ride. Sly was going to meet me there."
"You're going with Sly?" Nikolas frowned and folded his arms.
"No, I am meeting him there." She snapped. She softened her tone and
touched his arm. "Look, Nikolas, chill with the jealous thing okay? Sly
doesn't know yet, remember? So he invited me out for the night and I said
sure. It's all going to be over soon."
Nikolas took a deep breath and thrust his hand through his hair. "Yeah, I'm
sorry. I just get like that whenever I think of you and him…didn't you say
you were getting dressed?"
She smiled. "I need to change my top."
"Maybe I could help you out." Nikolas reached for her waist, tickling her
slightly.
"Nikolas!" She laughed and slapped his hand away. He reached for her again
and Emily darted out of his way, giggling. "Stop."
"Come here." He smiled and advanced on her.
Emily let out a little scream before running from him. He chuckled and
followed her. Laughing, she darted into her room where Nikolas caught with
her. Trapping her against her closet door he tickled her sides causing her
to cry out with laughter.
"Stop, Nikolas!" She wheezed. "I give, I give."
He drew her into his arms. "What exactly are you giving here?"
"I don't know, what do you want?" She said softly.
"Let me get back to you on that." He murmured as he bent his head to kiss
her.
A few minutes later Sly knocked on the front door. He waited for Emily to
answer but when she didn't he used to his key to let himself in.
"Hey Em?" He called out. "Elizabeth just called me. She's been trying to
get you but your line was tied up. She's back in Port Charles early so I'm
going to pick her up at the airport and we'll met you at Luke's. Emily?
Where are you?"
He heard a feminine giggle coming from her room. He smiled, so that's where
she was. He started for her room but the sound of male laughter made him
pause. Huh? Who was that? He went to investigate.
Emily said. "I really have to finish getting dressed."
"No one's stopping you." Sly narrowed his eyes when realized that it was
Nikolas in there with her.
"I kinda need my bra." Emily told him.
"What bra? Oh this bra?"
Emily laughed. "Yes, that bra and that shirt you're hiding behind your
back."
"I'll give you them on one condition, wait make that two conditions."
There was a brief pause as Emily thought it over. "Okay, what are your
conditions."
"The second Elizabeth sets foot in Port Charles we tell her and Sly about
us. I'm sick of sneaking around." He said softly. "I know how this secret
has been killing you."
Sly clenched his fists as he listened to them. Sneaking around? How long
had this been going on? How long had Emily been making a fool out of him?
Out of Elizabeth? They probably thought they were going to get away with it
also. Not if he had anything to do with it.
"Fine. What's the other condition?"
"I'm going to need at least…four kisses to get me through tonight."
"Four? You greedy boy." Emily laughed.
Sly didn't stick around to hear anything else. He quietly left the
apartment, his mind intent on what had to be done.
~*~*~
Luke was behind the bar setting up when Maxie strolled through the door. He
did a double take. This, he could tell, was going to be trouble. He
beckoned her over to the bar.
Maxie came over. "Hi Mr. Spencer."
"Now darlin' you know you can call me Luke." He drawled.
"Sorry, Luke." She smiled. Luke Spencer had to be the coolest adult she
knew.
"You look very pretty tonight. A lot like your mother."
She preened over the compliment. Compliments were always a good thing in
her book. "Thanks Luke."
"I assume you're here for the show, huh?"
She nodded. "Yeah, I can't wait."
"You know I'm not supposed to have underage people in here. I could get in
trouble with your stepdaddy and you don't want that to happen now do you?"
He raised his eyebrow.
"Please, Luke." She begged. "Please! Let me stay. I won't order anything, I
won't bother anybody, I just want to hear Lucky sing."
Luke sighed. Blondes were always his weakness. "You look just like your
mother. Luckily for you I have a soft spot for her and her kids. Okay, you
can stay for his performance and when he's done you're out of here. I'm
keeping my eye on you."
Maxie beamed and impulsively leaned across the bar to give him a hug.
"Thanks so much, Luke! I promise right after he's done I'm out."
Luke just shook his head. He watched Maxie look around the club. "If you're
looking for the kid, he's by the stage setting up."
"You are the best."
"So they tell me." Luke grinned and watched as she bounced away.
Lucky was tuning his guitar when he heard. "Ahem."
He looked up and his eyes widened in shock. It was Maxie and she was
wearing a dress that managed to cling to every curve on her body, curves
that Lucky didn't know existed. Her blonde hair was twisted up and she
looked very very grown up. It was obvious what her intent was.
"Maxie."
"Hi Lucky." She purred.
"What are doing here?" He managed to get out.
"I told you I was going to be in the front row cheering you on. I can't
wait for the show." She smiled.
"Thanks." He mumbled.
"You like my dress?" Maxie's eyes glowed.
"It's…it's nice." Lucky said politely. It was more than nice it was
something else!
"Nice?" She arched her eyebrow. "Come on, Lucky, it's not *nice* and you
know it. Is this something a *little sister* would wear? Huh?"
Lucky stood. "I gotta go check in with my father about something."
"Okay, Lucky." She smiled slowly. She pointed at a table that was directly
in front of the stage. "I'll be sitting right there, cheering you on."
Lucky watched as she sauntered over to the table. He shook his head. That
girl… He went over to the bar. "Are you out of your mind letting Maxie
Jones in here?"
"You have a problem with the way I run my club?" Luke arched his eyebrow.
"She's underage." Lucky pointed out.
"She knows better than to try anything. I got my eye on her and everyone
knows she's Bubba's stepdaughter."
"I don't want her in here."
Luke looked to where Maxie was sitting. The girl was practically breaking
her neck to get a good look at Lucky. He could feel the tension vibrating
off of his son. "What's the problem, cowboy? She got a thing for you,
doesn't she?"
"More like a mission in life. She has something to prove now." Lucky
groaned and ran his hand through his hair. "I'm her…*goal*."
Luke sighed. "To have a pretty blond in love with you. I'm sure there's
worst things in life. On second thought, I'm positive there's worse
things."
"Dad, you're not helping."
"Suck it up, kid." Luke slapped him on his shoulder. "She's young and
crushes don't last that long. Next thing you know, some other young stud
will catch her eye."
~*~*~
Taggert and Keesha walked into the busy club. "Wow, looks like half the
town showed up tonight." Keesha observed. "Katarina should have come with
us."
"She wanted to do her own thing, whatever that is." Taggert said.
"We should have at least brought Melinda with us. She might have enjoyed
this."
"Maybe. I think that table is free, let's grab it before anyone else does."
Taggert guided her over. He started to look for a waitress when he spotted
Alex at the bar. "I'll be right back."
"Okay. Bring me back a beer or something will you?" Keesha smiled.
Taggert walked up to the bar and clapped him on the back. "Hey, man. Can I
get two beers?" He asked Claude.
"Hey." Alex mumbled. He nodded his appreciation when Claude placed his
drink in front of him.
"You look miserable. Carly torturing you or something?" Taggert laughed.
"Not anymore. We broke up."
"Whoa." Taggert whistled lowly. "She dumped you, huh? I can't say that's a
bad thing."
"No, it's the other way around. I broke it off with her."
"And you still look miserable?" Taggert laughed causing Alex to scowl.
"Sorry man. But if you two are over what are you doing hanging around her
uncle's club? You know she's going to be here tonight because of Lucky."
"You're right." Alex slammed back his drink and rose.
"Speak of the devil." Taggert muttered and Alex looked in the direction of
the entrance. Carly was walking in on the arm of Sonny.
"Damn it." Alex muttered. He stormed past them, not even pausing when Carly
timidly smiled in his direction.
When they past by Taggert, he smiled nastily at her. "Fast little worker,
aren't you. Don't even wait for the body to get cold."
"Shut up." Carly sneered at him.
Taggert just laughed and carried the beers back to his table. Keesha looked
at him. "What was that?"
"Garcia wised up and dumped the black widow."
"About time." Keesha said taking a sip of her beer. "I never knew what he
saw in her."
"God only knows." Taggert muttered.
Keesha nudged him in the side. "Is that…is that Layla with Stefan?"
Taggert looked across the crowded club. "Yeah. Yeah, it is. I see she found
something to keep her mind off the case."
"I didn't know they knew each other."
"For years." Taggert knew all about Layla and Stefan's relationship. "But
remember in public, we don't know her and she doesn't know us."
Across the room Layla noticed Taggert and Keesha. She hoped Keesha wouldn't
come over. How would she explain her knowing the two of them to Stefan?
"So are you ready to leave yet?" Stefan looked around in distaste. It was
obvious that he hated being there.
"Steffie." Layla pouted. "You said you would give it a chance. The
entertainment hasn't even performed yet."
"Afterwards then." Stefan nodded.
"Fine." Layla smiled. "I am positively famished. I wonder what's good
here."
"I have it on good authority that the cheese fries are excellent." They
looked up to see Luke standing by their table grinning like a fool.
"Spencer." Stefan muttered.
"If it isn't the Dark Knight himself and his ever so lovely companion…What
was your name again, darlin'?" Luke smiled flirtatiously at her.
Layla pressed her lips together. She didn't know why Spencer insisted on
playing these little games. "It was Layla. We came for the…entertainment."
"I'm positive you'll enjoy it. Layla. That's my boy up there. Speaking of
children I heard the…should I say bad news?"
"Barbara told you I take it?" Stefan said calmly.
"Yeah and from my understanding little Caroline isn't happy with the news."
Luke looked over where Carly sat with Sonny, Chris and Eve.
"That is something for Carly and I to work out. It is none of your
business."
"Anything that involves my family is my business." Luke said seriously
before smiling at Layla. "I'll send some cheese fries over for you."
~*~*~
Ned walked on stage and smiled as everyone started to applaud. "Thank you
all for coming out tonight. I think this is the most business Luke's seen
in a long time."
Luke followed his arms and scowled as people around him laughed. "What a
riot. Bring out that talent!"
"As I was saying." Ned smirked. "Thanks for coming out and supporting L&B
Records. I think there's something in the water here because Port Charles
has the best homegrown talent I've ever seen. And here's another native
son, give him some love people…Lucky Spencer!"
Lucky stepped on stage amid loud applause and cheering. The loudest, he
noticed was Maxie. He grabbed the microphone. "Hello Port Charles! Are you
guys ready to rock? Cause I know I am."
He waited for the drummer to pound out the opening notes before joining in
on guitar and singing:
"Yeah I'm tired of sighing,
tired of worrying you too
But I made up my mind baby,
what I'm gonna do
I got my clothes in a matchbox,
I'm gonna forget about you"
Carly and Eve were snapping their fingers along to the beat. "My cousin is
pretty good after all."
"You expected anything less from a Spencer?" Sonny grinned.
"I feel like dancing." Eve said to Chris.
"Yeah, let's!" Carly smiled at Sonny who shook his head. "Uh-uh."
"Same goes for me." Chris said.
"Come on guys." Eve wheedled.
"Forget them." Carly stood up. "We don't need them to dance do we?"
"No." Eve agreed, standing up also. She took Carly's hand and led her to
the small dance floor. "Let's get down."
Chris and Sonny watched as their respective dates deserted them. They
exchanged looks. Neither knew what to say to each other. They weren't
friends and all they knew about each other was what Carly and Eve had told
them. They went back to watching the two women dance with each other.
"Girl on girl action, cool." Chris quipped with a half smile.
Sonny had to laugh. "Yeah."
"But I tried to tell you many times,
but I never could do it
You believe me baby,
this time I'm through
I got my clothes in a matchbox,
I'm gonna forget about you"
Lucky went into a long guitar solo as more people got up to dance. He tried
not to look at Maxie but it was hard not to. She was wiggling around on the
dance floor giving him seductive looks.
Nikolas smiled at Emily who was taping her feet along to the beat. They had
arrived just as Lucky started singing. "Carly seems to be having fun out
there."
She nodded. "Yeah."
"Maybe we should join her." He held out his hand to Emily. "Feel like
dancing?"
She shrank back. "Nikolas…we can't."
"Look, what's wrong with two *friends* dancing with each other." He said
exasperated.
Emily leaned in to him and whispered. "When you look at me, anyone can tell
that we are not friends." He seemed satisfied with the answer and she
continued. "And what if Sly comes in and catches us? Where is Sly anyway?"
"Maybe he got held up or something." Nikolas shrugged. He didn't care if
the guy never showed up. "If he doesn't show up soon, will you dance with
me then?"
"Maybe." She smiled. "I'll think about it."
Across the room Layla was eating up the cheese fries Luke had sent over.
"How can you eat those things?" Stefan asked, frowning.
"They're actually pretty good." Layla held out a long fry in front of his
face. "Wanna try one?"
Stefan leaned back. "No, thank you."
She shrugged and at the fry herself. "You don't know what you're passing
up. I suppose you don't want to dance either?"
He shook his head no. "This is not the particular style of music I enjoy."
"Come on! Let your hair down a little and have some fun." Layla urged.
He took her hand in his and smiled meaningfully. "Later, perhaps."
"I'll hold you to that." She said softly.
"Now when things get harder,
yeah, and rough on you
Don't try to get me back now baby,
'cause baby I'm through
I got my clothes in a matchbox,
gonna forget about you"
Lucky finished the song with a wide grin and immediately launched into a
series of fast songs that got more people out on the dance floor. Keesha
pulled Taggert out on the floor. As soon as Bobbie and Jerry arrived they
got out there also.
Lucky tried avoiding eye contact with Maxie but it was hard. His eyes kept
wandering back to her as she continued to dance in the middle of the dance
floor. He watched as a few guys tried to join her but after noticing that
her complete attention was focused on the stage they gave up. He couldn't
help smiling. There was something…fulfilling about being the object of a
crush.
~*~*~
Carly and Eve returned to their table and sat down exhausted. Chris wrapped
his arm around Eve and pulled her close. "I see you remembered we were
here."
"You guys should have came with us." Eve said, stealing his drink.
"You missed us?" He laughed. "Needed a *man* to dance with?"
"We did okay without you." Carly smirked. "And there were plenty of men who
would have dance with us."
"But this," Eve wiggled her left hand, making her engagement ring twinkling
in the lights, "scared off a few of them."
"Aw too bad." Chris rolled his eyes.
Bobbie came over to the table. "Hi guys. Carly, have you spoken to Stefan
yet?"
"Mother, I'm trying to enjoy myself tonight." Carly snapped.
"I was just asking because he's here tonight." Bobbie pointed out.
"Oh, is he? I haven't even noticed." Carly lied. She saw him as soon as she
stepped into the club.
"He's over there with some…brunette." Bobbie frowned.
"Careful, Mother, you sound a little jealous." Carly teased.
"I am not jealous. Just curious." Bobbie looked around to see if Jerry was
nearby and could have heard. "Do you know who she is?'
"Some chick named Layla, that's all I know." Carly drowned her drink as
Lucky started a slow song.
"When I'm all alone,
When I'm feelin' blue
No one understands me, baby,
Nobody but you
Through all the sleepless nights,
and the rainy days till the sun is nowhere in view
The only way I make it through
Is when I come to you
And in my darkest hour,
When the midnight shadows fall
Baby you got the power
To make the angels come to call"
"Oh…Carly, you really should give Stefan a chance. Don't make this harder
than it should be." Bobbie pleaded.
Carly rolled her eyes and said. "Sonny, let's dance."
"I told you…" He protested but Carly ignored his protests.
"It's a slow song, you big baby." She dragged him out onto the floor
leaving Bobbie, Eve, and Chris looking around uncomfortably. Bobbie pressed
her lips together in anger before stalking away.
Eve gave Chris a pointed look. "If Sonny can go out and dance then you can
get up and dance with me."
"Eve…"
"Get up already." She demanded and Chris reluctantly rose. She and Chris
joined the crowded the dance floor, finding a spot near Sonny and Carly.
Chris drew her into his arms and the two of them soon escaped to their own
little world.
Sonny slowly slid his arms around Carly's waist, drawing her near. Carly
ran her hand down the side of his face and took in a deep breath.
"Are you okay?" He asked softly.
She shook her head. "Not really. So many things have happened lately and I
don't…"
"I'm not usually overly optimistic but I have a feeling that things will
work out fine."
"Really? Can I quote you on that?" She smiled and pressed her forehead
against his.
'"Go right ahead." He laughed and squeezed her tighter.
"I just hold you in my arms,
and let music in my heart
Play the whole night through
And, baby, I feel so brand new,
when I come to you"
Nikolas checked his watch and looked at the door. "We've been here for a
while now and Sly still hasn't shown up…"
"I wonder where he is." Emily worried. "This isn't like him."
"Yeah, okay." Nikolas quickly dismissed her concerns. "He's not here so
that means you have to dance with me."
"No, I said I'd think about it." She corrected with a little smile.
'Really? Because I swear I heard you say you'd dance with me." Nikolas'
smile was engaging. "You wouldn't want to disappoint me, now would you?"
"Hmm…" Emily smiled as she pretended to think her choices over.
"To much thinking going on." Nikolas said and took her hand and pulled her
up.
Emily eagerly followed him. She sighed as he took her into his arms. It
took her a while before she realized that he was holding her not as a
friend but as a lover. "Nikolas." She whispered in his ear.
Nikolas had closed his eyes and was breathing in her perfume. He murmured.
"Yeah?"
"The way we're dancing…friends don't dance like this." She hissed.
"I don't care."
"Nikolas—"
"I don't care." He repeated, this time pulling back and giving her a
determined look. She closed her eyes and nodded. Who was she kidding? She
didn't care either.
"When I come to you
You make me feel all right again
When I come to you
You keep me from the howlin' wind,
And baby I feel brand new,
When I come to you"
The saxophone player started his solo and Lucky stepped back. His eyes
immediately went to where Maxie sat. She had sat down when he started the
song but she continued to sway in her seat while staring at him. Just
before he started to sing again some guy stepped up to Maxie. Lucky
narrowed his eyes as he watched the guy obviously hit on Maxie. He didn't
know why but he had the urge to go over to there and put a stop to it. The
guy wouldn't leave her alone, he guessed as he watched Maxie repeatedly
shake her head no. Finally Maxie said something to him. What, Lucky
couldn't guess. But from the look on her face as she said it, he assumed it
was something big.
"When I come to you
I feel all right again
When I come to you
You keep me from the howlin' wind,
and I feel brand new
When I come to you"
Lucky finished the song and decided it was time to take a break. "You guys
are great!" He said with a smile.
The crowd applauded loudly and Maxie let out a whistle. Lucky shook his
head, more amused than anything did. "But I need a little break okay guys?
Thanks."
Lucky took off his guitar and climbed off stage. Maxie quickly stood and
rushed over to him. "You were fantastic." She grinned.
"Thanks. Can we talk?" The words came out in a rush.
"Sure." She beamed. The dress and the dancing must have worked better than
she thought.
Lucky took her arm and led her outside to the parking lot. He folded his
arms. "I think you should go home now, Maxie."
"What?" She gaped. "I wanted to see you perform. You're not done yet."
"I'm almost done so…"
"Look, if I want to stay I will stay." She said stubbornly.
"And if I want you thrown out I can have that happen." He threatened.
She glared at him. "Excuse me?"
Lucky ran a hand through his hair. "Look, I didn't mean that. But the club
isn't a place for kids."
She placed her hands on her hips. "I told you, I'm not a kid anymore."
"I can see that. Boy, I can see that." He muttered. "I saw you with that
guy. He didn't think you were a kid either. What did he want?"
"He wanted a dance." She shrugged. "I told him no."
"It took him a while to get the hint."
"It wasn't until I told him who I was that he gave up." She smiled
mischievously.
Lucky groaned. He had a feeling he wasn't going to like what she said.
"What did you tell him?"
"I told him I was your girl and you'd kick his butt if he touched me." She
said proudly.
"Maxie…"
"It's true though. You'd kick his butt and any other guy who tried to mess
around with me wouldn't you?" She said softly as she inched closer to him.
He took a step back. "Sure…because you're my friend."
She shook her head. "Uh-uh. That's not why. And it's not because I'm like a
little sister. Because I'm more than a little sister to you and you know
it."
"Come on, Maxie." He tried to laugh it off but he knew there was some truth
to what she was saying. Brotherly feelings for her had nothing to do with
him being upset when he saw that guy hitting on her.
She slid her hand into his hair. "Quit acting like you don't feel this,
Lucky." She breathed before kissing him.
He eagerly returned the kiss, no longer caring that he was confusing the
both of them. Maxie almost laughed in triumph when she felt Lucky's arms
wrap around her and pull her close. It was happening! It was really
happening. She closed her eyes and let herself get lost in the kiss.
Lucky pulled back for air and was about to go in for long kiss when out of
the corner of his eye he saw a familiar figure in a leather jacket pass by
them, heading for the club. Is that…? He shook his head at the absurdity of
the thought. You've gone crazy Spencer, he thought. First making out with
Maxie Jones in a parking lot and now thinking you saw…
He stared at the figure, which had stopped at the club's entrance. Could it
be…?
Maxie opened her eyes as she realized that Lucky's attention was no longer
on her. "Lucky?"
"I thought I just saw a ghost." Lucky told her.
Inside the club, Luke was on stage holding the microphone. "I don't know
where that son of mine ran off to. Maybe I should try out my singing
skills. I'd like to start off with my rendition of—"
"What is this? The torture portion of the evening? Get off the stage."
Carly heckled from her seat.
"Like you can do any better." Luke threw back at her. He smirked.
"I sing like an angel, thank you very much." Carly stuck her tongue out at
him, causing the people around her to laugh.
Luke was about to retort when he saw the door began to open again. "He's
back, ladies and gentlemen. Give it up for my son!"
All eyes went straight to the door and the man standing in the doorway. Who
unfortunately wasn't Lucky. He was taken aback by all the attention as the
people stared at him in shock. The club was silent until Carly trembling
rose from her seat. "Oh my God!"
"Is that…is that him?" Emily whispered to Nikolas, hopefully. He reached
for her hand.
They watched as Carly flew across the club stopping a few feet away from
him. "Jason…?" She took a hesitant step towards him.
He smiled at her and nodded. Carly stretched her hand out to him and
touched his jacket with the tip of her finger to prove that it was really
Jason standing before her. Tears running down her face she whispered.
"Jason…"
Suddenly her eyes rolled back and she fell to the floor in faint.
*Song credits* "Matchbox" and "When I Come To You" by Jonny Lang