Title: Rescuing Lucky
Author: JoBelle
Disclaimer: They're Not Mine!! ABC owns them! If I owned them Jonathan Jackson would be the ONLY Lucky and I wouldn't be too annoyed to watch.
Authors notes: This story takes place about 2 years after Lucky was 'killed'. Everything that happened on the show didn't in it and Lucky was never brain washed, nor did Helena just let him go or anything like that! Oh and Jonathan Jackson & Tyler Christopher still play Lucky and Nikolas in this fic *S*
Alexis Davis burst into Jasper 'Jax' Jacks' penthouse suite, her cheeks flushed from the chill in the early October air. "I got it!" she announced, reaching into her oversized purse and pulling out a sheaf of manila folders.
"That's great!" Jerry Jacks said snatching them from her hands and spreading them across his brother's glass topped coffee table. Alexis scowled and shot evil looks at the top of his head. She opened her mouth to yell at him when Jax intervened seeing the argument about to start and not wanting to deal with yet another one.
"Class Jerry, get some." He instructed the elder man, smoothly drawing Alexis over to sit on the other side of the table. "Are you sure you weren't seen?" Jax queried his voice full of concern.
"Positive." She assured the younger Jacks brother with a smile, which he returned before they turned their attention to pawing through the stack of files Alexis had managed to pilfer from Helena's yacht in search of something anything to connect her to the attempt on Chloe Morgan's life that had landed the young blonde comatose in the hospital over three weeks ago.
Two hours later they were still sifting through papers and Alexis had developed a severe crick in her neck. Reaching up a hand she sighed trying to ease the tenseness out of her muscles. Looking around she noticed Jerry showing similar signs of fatigue, while Jax' head lolled forward onto his chest V, who had come in fifteen minutes after her, attempting to pummel the stiffness out of his back and shoulders.
"Let's call it a night you guys." Alexis suggested, closing the file she was leafing through and tucking it into her purse.
"Good idea." Jerry agreed closing his own folder and handing it to her.
"I got to get home to Bobbie and Lucas anyways." He cast a quick glance down at his watch and decided to make a quick stop downstairs at the restaurant to pick up some éclairs for Bobbie.
"See you guys later." V called and Jax gave a tired wave his eyelids drooping sleepily.
Alexis dropped the files onto her bed as she walked past it and into her bathroom. She'd put them into the safe in a minute but first she had to have a hot shower to get all the kinks out of her neck. She sighed heavily as she adjusted the temperature of the water coming out of the faucet. It was nights like these she seriously regretted breaking up with Ned when Lois came back to town, but they were so happy now that she couldn't truly regret it. Ned positively radiated joy when she saw him.
Reemerging from the bathroom ten minutes later in pale green pajamas she collapsed onto the bed tiredly.
Five minutes. Five minutes and then I'll get up and put the files away, she promised herself as her eyes closed of their own accord.
Two hours later Alexis felt something brush against her hand and sat up with a start.
What the...?
She looked around the room wildly in disorientation.
Splat!
She looked down at the floor at the sound of the files hitting the carpet and groaned. Leaning over the side of the bed she grabbed up a handful of papers. "Great! Now I'm going to have to put them all back where they came from! Like I can remember!" she grumbled in annoyance. Picking up the rest with a stifled sigh she folded her legs under her and resignedly grabbed her reading glasses from the bedside table.
Alexis' eyes drifted slowly shut and stayed that way for a few seconds before she jerked awake again. However the words began to blend together again after a few minutes and she could feel herself drifting off once more until 'Report on Lucas Lorenzo Spencer Jr. for the week of October 7th - 13th 2001' swam into focus.
"What on earth is Helena doing with a report on Luke's dead son?" She wondered aloud. Then she glanced at the date again. "And why is it dated for last week? Helena's minions are slipping up." She thought with a grin as she began to skim the paper, slowing to read as it became more and more apparent that it wasn't a typo but the actual date.
'Oh my God!' Alexis thought as realization dawned. "Lucky's alive!" she exclaimed, dropping the paper onto the bed.
She sat frozen for a few seconds before reaching for her phone and picking up the receiver, her fingers paused over the numbers.
Who to call first? Who to call first?
Finally she punched in a number and listened to it ring.
Author: JoBelle
Disclaimer: They're Not Mine!! ABC owns them! If I owned them Jonathan Jackson would be the ONLY Lucky and I wouldn't be too annoyed to watch.
Authors notes: This story takes place about 2 years after Lucky was 'killed'. Everything that happened on the show didn't in it and Lucky was never brain washed, nor did Helena just let him go or anything like that! Oh and Jonathan Jackson & Tyler Christopher still play Lucky and Nikolas in this fic *S*
Alexis Davis burst into Jasper 'Jax' Jacks' penthouse suite, her cheeks flushed from the chill in the early October air. "I got it!" she announced, reaching into her oversized purse and pulling out a sheaf of manila folders.
"That's great!" Jerry Jacks said snatching them from her hands and spreading them across his brother's glass topped coffee table. Alexis scowled and shot evil looks at the top of his head. She opened her mouth to yell at him when Jax intervened seeing the argument about to start and not wanting to deal with yet another one.
"Class Jerry, get some." He instructed the elder man, smoothly drawing Alexis over to sit on the other side of the table. "Are you sure you weren't seen?" Jax queried his voice full of concern.
"Positive." She assured the younger Jacks brother with a smile, which he returned before they turned their attention to pawing through the stack of files Alexis had managed to pilfer from Helena's yacht in search of something anything to connect her to the attempt on Chloe Morgan's life that had landed the young blonde comatose in the hospital over three weeks ago.
Two hours later they were still sifting through papers and Alexis had developed a severe crick in her neck. Reaching up a hand she sighed trying to ease the tenseness out of her muscles. Looking around she noticed Jerry showing similar signs of fatigue, while Jax' head lolled forward onto his chest V, who had come in fifteen minutes after her, attempting to pummel the stiffness out of his back and shoulders.
"Let's call it a night you guys." Alexis suggested, closing the file she was leafing through and tucking it into her purse.
"Good idea." Jerry agreed closing his own folder and handing it to her.
"I got to get home to Bobbie and Lucas anyways." He cast a quick glance down at his watch and decided to make a quick stop downstairs at the restaurant to pick up some éclairs for Bobbie.
"See you guys later." V called and Jax gave a tired wave his eyelids drooping sleepily.
Alexis dropped the files onto her bed as she walked past it and into her bathroom. She'd put them into the safe in a minute but first she had to have a hot shower to get all the kinks out of her neck. She sighed heavily as she adjusted the temperature of the water coming out of the faucet. It was nights like these she seriously regretted breaking up with Ned when Lois came back to town, but they were so happy now that she couldn't truly regret it. Ned positively radiated joy when she saw him.
Reemerging from the bathroom ten minutes later in pale green pajamas she collapsed onto the bed tiredly.
Five minutes. Five minutes and then I'll get up and put the files away, she promised herself as her eyes closed of their own accord.
Two hours later Alexis felt something brush against her hand and sat up with a start.
What the...?
She looked around the room wildly in disorientation.
Splat!
She looked down at the floor at the sound of the files hitting the carpet and groaned. Leaning over the side of the bed she grabbed up a handful of papers. "Great! Now I'm going to have to put them all back where they came from! Like I can remember!" she grumbled in annoyance. Picking up the rest with a stifled sigh she folded her legs under her and resignedly grabbed her reading glasses from the bedside table.
Alexis' eyes drifted slowly shut and stayed that way for a few seconds before she jerked awake again. However the words began to blend together again after a few minutes and she could feel herself drifting off once more until 'Report on Lucas Lorenzo Spencer Jr. for the week of October 7th - 13th 2001' swam into focus.
"What on earth is Helena doing with a report on Luke's dead son?" She wondered aloud. Then she glanced at the date again. "And why is it dated for last week? Helena's minions are slipping up." She thought with a grin as she began to skim the paper, slowing to read as it became more and more apparent that it wasn't a typo but the actual date.
'Oh my God!' Alexis thought as realization dawned. "Lucky's alive!" she exclaimed, dropping the paper onto the bed.
She sat frozen for a few seconds before reaching for her phone and picking up the receiver, her fingers paused over the numbers.
Who to call first? Who to call first?
Finally she punched in a number and listened to it ring.