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Chapter 1
Laura's house
It was a beautiful Friday evening. Laura looked in the mirror to check her hair. Luke would be arriving soon. She walked down the stairs.
"Bye Mommy," Lulu called. She was trying to break away from Lesley, who was trying to zip her coat.
Laura gave her a hug. "Bye baby. You and grandma have fun at Aunt Bobbie's." She turned and looked at her mother.
Lesley smiled at her; she knew how special tonight was to her daughter.
Tonight they were going to have a special candlelight dinner and discuss their plans for their wedding. Laura felt it was almost too good to be true that she and Luke would soon be remarried. She knew that this wedding would be different; it would be small and informal like they wanted the first time. This time it would not get out of control and turn into the event of the year.
A car horn sounded. "Come on honey we have to get going." Lesley said, taking Lulu's hand. "Bye honey. I would tell you to have fun, but I am sure that you will." She winked at Laura as she and Lulu went out the front door.
Laura sat down on the sofa to wait for Luke. She smiled to herself. It was amazing how much she and Luke had been through together. She thought about the day on the sailboat when she first admitted that she loved Luke. She never dreamed of all the adventure that would lead to. She realized that she missed all the excitement that she and Luke used to share.
She remembered the night they spent in Wyndhams. That reminded her of the summer they spent on the run, finding out that their friend Hutch was the hit man that Frank Smith had sent. No one ever understood how she and Luke could remain friends with him after all that had happened. Laura was not even sure she understood it herself, but there was some kind of bond between them that bound them together.
Thinking about that summer, she wondered what had ever happened to Hutch. She knew that he had escaped from police custody when the ambulance that was taking him back to prison was ambushed. Rose Kelly had hid him for a few days, before he took off. The police had never caught him.
The clock in the hall stuck eight o'clock. Laura's thoughts came back to the present. Luke was an hour late. She thought about calling him, but decided against it. He had probably been tied up at the club. She would wait a little while before she tried calling him. Soon she was lost in thought again.
She thought about the summer they spent on the Cassadine's Yacht and then on the island. She remembered how wonderful it felt to be in Luke's arms again after she came back to Port Charles after the Cassadines had kidnapped her. She belonged with Luke; their divorce had been a mistake.
She looked at the clock it was almost nine. Laura began to feel worried about Luke. She walked to the phone, but before she could pick it up it rang.
"Hello?"
"Laura," the voice said.
"Luke! Where are…."
"Laura, listen to me," Luke interrupted. "I need your help. It's Jennifer; her men grabbed me last night when I left the club. We are in a hotel in Surfland, Florida. I don't know the address but I can see the ocean through the window. All I can see that might help is a sign along the sidewalk with a big number 5 on it."
Laura was shaking, but she managed to make her voice sound calm. "Tell me what you want me to do and I will do it."
"That's my girl. I want you to call Roy and have him come down here, as soon as possible."
"Ok, we will be there as soon as we can, Luke."
"No! I don't want you here Laura. Jennifer is set on revenge. If she sees you she will try to kill you. I don't want you in that kind of danger. I want Roy to come alone. Please promise me that you won't come with Roy," Luke begged.
"I promise. Luke don't worry, Roy will find you."
"That's my baby. Laura, I have to go, someone's coming. I love you." Luke said, and then he was gone.
"I love you too," Laura whispered to the dial tone.
She quickly dialed Roy's number. No one answered. "Maybe he is at Felicia's," she said to herself as she dialed Felicia's number.
"Hello?" said Felicia's sleepy voice.
"Felicia, its Laura. Sorry to call so late, but I am trying to find Roy. Have you seen him today?"
"No, Roy is out of town till Monday. Can I do…"
Laura hung up before Felicia could finish. "What am I going do?" she asked herself as the phone fell to the floor. "I guess it is up to me."
She picked up the phone and called Bobbie. She quickly explained to Bobbie what was going on. "Can Lulu and my mother stay with you till I get back?"
"Of course they can," said Bobbie.
"Bobbie, don't tell my mother where I am going. I don't want to worry her. She was never fond of the adventures that I went on with Luke."
"I won't. Laura, didn't you promise Luke that you wouldn't go to Surfland?"
"Not exactly. I promised him that I wouldn't go to Surfland with Roy. Well Roy isn't going, so I am not breaking that promise."
Bobbie laughed. "I guess it's all those years of hanging around with my brother, but you are starting to think like a Spencer."
"I will take that as a compliment. Bobbie, I have to go. I need to call the airport and make a reservation. I will call you when I get there."
"Laura?"
"Yes?"
"Be careful."
Laura smiled. "I will. Don't worry; I am not coming back to Port Charles without Luke. I promise you that. Bye."
She hung up, then called the airport and made a reservation under the name Lucy Johnson. She was glad Luke had ID cards made up with all the aliases that they had used when they were on the run. Jennifer might have people watching for Laura Spencer leaving Port Charles.
She pulled her big bag out of the closet. She always kept it packed for emergency situations. She had trouble getting it down the stairs; it was as heavy as always. Just as she reached the bottom step the doorbell rang.
She opened the door.
"Did you call a cab Miss?"
"Yes, to the airport, please"
The driver picked up her bag and almost dropped it. He went out the door shaking his head.
"Don't worry Luke, help is on the way," she whispered to no one in particular. She turned out the lights and walked out to the cab.