Chapter 20

Deserted Island

Luke and Laura lay in each other's arms, staring at the sky.

"Luke, do you think they'll ever find us.?"

"I don't know darling.  I'm sure someone will notice we missing and start to look for us."

Laura sat up and looked down at Luke.

"Look for us where, Luke?  How will they know where to look?  We don't even now where we are."

"I don't know, but I'm not giving up," he said.

He sat up and turned to face her.

"I not giving up either Luke.  It just that…"

She paused and lay back down, closing her eyes.

"Just that what?  Laura?"

"I'm scared Luke.  I'm scared that I may never see my children again."

"Don't be scared.  We still have a chance.  You said that you told Barbara Jean where you were going right?"

"Yes, but how will that help?  She don't know we were coming back by boat."

"Maybe she will get worried, maybe she will come to Florida, maybe she will find Hutch…"

Laura sat up and shook her head.

"Luke that is an awful lot of maybes.  Most people will tell you that basing your hopes on all those maybes is just wishful thinking."

"Angel, most people would have said that our entire life together was impossible.  We are not most people.  We are Spencers.  Now, what is the one thing that is true about Spencers?"

"They don't give up," she whispered.

"Say it like you mean it," he demanded.

"Spencer's don't give up!" she shouted.

She smiled at him.

"That's what I wanted to see.  Your smile gives me the strength to do anything.  I promise you that we will get off this island."

"I believe you Luke," she said.

She put her arms around him and kissed him tenderly.

They heard a sputtering sound.  The sound startled them and they pulled apart.

"Luke, what is that?"

Luke stood up and looked around.

"I don't know Angel."

The sound continued to get louder.  A helicopter came into view.  Luke began to wave him arms to attract their attention.

"Down here!" he yelled.  "Down here!"

The helicopter came closer.  Laura looked up and saw a face inside that she recognized.

"Luke! No!" she yelled.

She grabbed his hand and started to pull him toward the jungle.  He stopped so fast that it spun her around to face him.

"Laura, what is the matter with you?  This may be our only way off this island."

"Luke, Jennifer is in that helicopter!"

"Are you sure?" he asked.

"Yes.  I'm positive."

The helicopter was coming closer by the minute.  Luke and Laura started to run toward the jungle.  Shots were fired from the helicopter.  Luke pushed Laura to the ground and covered her body with his.  The gunfire ended and the helicopter flew over the island, obviously looking for a place to land.

"Luke, I think you can get off me now," Laura muttered with her mouth full of sand.

Luke didn't answer her and he didn't move.  She wiggled her way out from under him.

"Luke?  Luke?"

She gently rolled him over onto his back.  His eyes were closed.  Laura saw that he had blood coming from his shoulder and his head.

"Luke, wake up!  Please wake up." she yelled.  "Luke!"

He did not respond.

She bent over him with tears in her eyes.

"No, Luke, no," she cried.