Chapter 11: Back in PC: Lucky's Apartment
"Greece? Are you serious? This is going to be great! I can't wait to feel the sun and the crystal clear water on the coasts! Lucky, we could...", Liz squealed her excitement. However, Lucky interrupted by telling her the exact reason as to why they were even going in the first place. Liz's excitement died down as she began to whisper, "Oh my god.", Lucky just nodded, "What was Nikolas thinking? Why...?", Liz was cut off.
Lucky informed her, "I already asked him all of those questions! His only answer was that he's madly in love with Gia and basically had an uncontrollable 'Stavros Moment'! But I don't think he's in love with her. He just probably has a crush on her. You know how he gets sometimes, all prince-like! Prince Nikolas always gets what he wants.". Lucky rolled his eyes then gazed towards Liz in anticipation to what her take on the situation would be. He fully expected her to be against everything and be on his side. Lucky was in for a surprise.
Liz looked into Lucky's eyes. She knew he had a good heart but where Nikolas was concerned there was something different. There was jealousy. Lucky resented the fact that Nikolas grew up with everything at his beck and call. Perhaps he even resented the way his mother had fawned over Nikolas when he returned to Port Charles. He loved his brother but there was always something within him that wanted to see Nikolas not get what he wanted, for once in his life. Liz smiled at Lucky because she understood his feelings. She had felt the same way towards her sister, Sarah, who had been the perfect daughter, sister, student, everything. Liz felt the overshadow of Sarah as did Lucky, who felt the same concerning Nikolas. However, after being friends with Nikolas for such a long time, Liz understood him. She understood that, he too, led a very hard life. The Cassadine's were not exactly the safest crowd to be blood related to! Nikolas needed someone life to take away the pain that he feels. Someone to make him look at and appreciate the true beauty of life. Someone to love him for the person that he is and not for the title his name held.
"Lucky, don't you think you're being a little hard on Nikolas. Sure he made a HUGE mistake but we all do stupid things when we're in love. He said that he was in love with Gia. Why do you find it so hard to believe? Gia is a very caring person. She doesn't know the Cassadine's and what Nikolas has had to endure with his family. If Nikolas says that he's in love then I believe him. I think you should too. When has he ever asked you for help before?", Liz said trying to convince Lucky to be more forgiving and understanding towards his brother.
Lucky frowned, "It's not that I don't believe Nikolas could love Gia, it's just that they don't know each other! How could he fall in love with someone whom he's only known for a few weeks? I love Nikolas. I know that I've never been able to say that before but I can now. I will help him, there is no question of that. I just want him to be happy.".
Liz felt her heart swell for Lucky's ability to express his feelings. She leaned over and gently brushed her soft pink lips on his forehead. There was electricity. Both could feel it. Not wanting Liz to leave his side, Lucky grasped her waist and slowly brought her down to the bed. Their lips met once again. As their tongues duelled each other, the love they shared grew stronger and stronger by the second. Pulling away his head and gently resting it beside her, Lucky gazed at her profile.
Liz softly spoke, "Lucky, I better go pack. We don't want to be late for the Cassadine jet, no do we?". Lucky groaned, "Our flight's not for another two hours. I'm sure it can be delayed for awhile. Nikolas is, afterall, my Cassadine bro.".
Liz got up and playfully hit Lucky, "I'm gone! You better hurry up and pack!". "Well now that you're leaving, I guess I have nothing better to do!", Lucky said with a hint of mock anger as he flopped back on his bed. Liz simply smiled at him and turned out the door. He was still a child at heart and always playful. She loved him more each day.