My Life Closed Twice
Chapter 11: Need to Know
Disclaimer: General Hospital and all its characters belong to ABC, Disney, etc.
Author's Notes: Thanks to my faithful beta reader. Please read and review!
"Luke! This isn't funny," Mom snapped.
Mr. Spencer gasped for breath. "Come on Natasha, it's the funniest thing I have heard in years. I would have paid to see her face and so would you."
He turned to me and asked, "So did she get all stiff and proud or did she wag a silk scarf at you?"
"She turned red and sputtered," I answered.
"Ah, to think I missed that. Life just isn't fair sometimes," he sighed. "I like you Princess Junior. Can I keep her, Natasha?" he asked Mom.
"Luke! We need to be more concerned about keeping her alive!" My mother was getting more panicked every second.
I didn't understand what all the fuss was about. Who was the old hag? How could she be a threat to me? What did Mr. Spencer and Mom know that they weren't telling me?
"Jax can take her out of the country," Mom was saying.
"What!" I said.
"Lurch isn't a solution," Mr. Spencer said.
"He can keep her safe," Mom insisted.
"Been to the Sahara lately?" Mr. Spencer asked.
"Yes thank you. The trip was lovely and I am still very much alive," she snarled.
"I am not going anywhere," I interjected.
If I thought they were going to pay any attention to me I was sadly mistaken.
"Look we both know that no one knows how to come out of a dance with Madam Bloodsucker with everybody's blood intact except me," Mr. Spencer said.
"Katherine lost some blood," Mom said.
"Natasha, you of all people know that running away isn't going to stop Mata Hari," he said seriously. "You don't run from her Natasha."
"I can't go to another funeral Luke," my mother said.
"WHAT IS GOING ON?" I yelled.
I finally had their attention. "Mom, just tell me what is going on. Who was that lady and why was she trying to claim the twins?" I pleaded.
Mom looked away and didn't say anything. So I tried Tweedle Dumb. "This is my life and my family Mr. Spencer. What is this all about?"
For a second I thought Mr. Spencer was going to tell me. Then he glanced at Mom. No matter what his personal feelings on the subject may be he was not going to override her decision.
"She is safer where everyone knows the She-Dragon," Mr. Spencer told my mother.
"She would be safer if she knew what was going on," I said.
Mr. Spencer shot me a slightly guilty look. Mom didn't even look at me.
That was it. I wasn't going to get any information here. I always knew that my family had a lot of secrets. This was different though. This wasn't a family secret. Every one else knew what was going on. Mr. Spencer, Ms. Spencer, Jax, Mr. Baldwin, and even crazy society matrons knew. Mom just didn't trust me.
They didn't need me to plan my life so I went back outside. I sat down on the back steps. Michael came over and sat down next to me.
"So what's going on?" Michael asked.
"Signs and pretence," I told him.
"And the little old lady in the shoe?" he asked
"She had so many children she didn't know what to do," I replied.
"Crazy is contagious," Michael said.
"So is death," I said.
He waited. If he had smiled I would have just let it go. I didn't need anyone's interference. I could find the answers on my own. But, he just waited.
Finally he won. "They won't tell me what is going on. The only new thing I know is that lady claimed to be the twins' great-grandmother," I said.
"Is she?" Michael asked.
"No, but she is someone Mom and Mr. Spencer both know," I said. "Mom is scared of her, really scared. She wanted to have Jax pack me off to outer- Mongolia."
"You're leaving with the boy-scout?" He asked.
I glared at Michael. "White knight is the proper term, Spencer. Anyway your crazy Uncle finally did something useful and talked her out of it."
"How, Quartermaine?" Michael asked.
"He told her I was safer someplace everyone could recognize Mata Hari," I said.
"Mata Hari?" he queried.
I just shrugged.
"Do you know Jason Morgan?" Michael asked.
I gave him a disgusted look. "I'm crazy not stupid. You introduced me to him yesterday. You do remember yesterday don't you?" I said.
"I mean, I think Jason knows your parents," he said.
"You think?" I asked.
Michael shrugged. "It is not always easy to tell with Jason," he said.
"Well, my parents did live here for several years," I said. "Do you think he might tell me something?"
"Jason won't say anything he doesn't think you have a right to know," Michael warned. "However, whatever he tells you will be the truth."
"Well I need to know it all, so lead the way Spencer," I said.
"Would it kill you to say my name, Quartermaine?" Michael asked.
"I don't plan on finding out," I said.
Chapter 11: Need to Know
Disclaimer: General Hospital and all its characters belong to ABC, Disney, etc.
Author's Notes: Thanks to my faithful beta reader. Please read and review!
"Luke! This isn't funny," Mom snapped.
Mr. Spencer gasped for breath. "Come on Natasha, it's the funniest thing I have heard in years. I would have paid to see her face and so would you."
He turned to me and asked, "So did she get all stiff and proud or did she wag a silk scarf at you?"
"She turned red and sputtered," I answered.
"Ah, to think I missed that. Life just isn't fair sometimes," he sighed. "I like you Princess Junior. Can I keep her, Natasha?" he asked Mom.
"Luke! We need to be more concerned about keeping her alive!" My mother was getting more panicked every second.
I didn't understand what all the fuss was about. Who was the old hag? How could she be a threat to me? What did Mr. Spencer and Mom know that they weren't telling me?
"Jax can take her out of the country," Mom was saying.
"What!" I said.
"Lurch isn't a solution," Mr. Spencer said.
"He can keep her safe," Mom insisted.
"Been to the Sahara lately?" Mr. Spencer asked.
"Yes thank you. The trip was lovely and I am still very much alive," she snarled.
"I am not going anywhere," I interjected.
If I thought they were going to pay any attention to me I was sadly mistaken.
"Look we both know that no one knows how to come out of a dance with Madam Bloodsucker with everybody's blood intact except me," Mr. Spencer said.
"Katherine lost some blood," Mom said.
"Natasha, you of all people know that running away isn't going to stop Mata Hari," he said seriously. "You don't run from her Natasha."
"I can't go to another funeral Luke," my mother said.
"WHAT IS GOING ON?" I yelled.
I finally had their attention. "Mom, just tell me what is going on. Who was that lady and why was she trying to claim the twins?" I pleaded.
Mom looked away and didn't say anything. So I tried Tweedle Dumb. "This is my life and my family Mr. Spencer. What is this all about?"
For a second I thought Mr. Spencer was going to tell me. Then he glanced at Mom. No matter what his personal feelings on the subject may be he was not going to override her decision.
"She is safer where everyone knows the She-Dragon," Mr. Spencer told my mother.
"She would be safer if she knew what was going on," I said.
Mr. Spencer shot me a slightly guilty look. Mom didn't even look at me.
That was it. I wasn't going to get any information here. I always knew that my family had a lot of secrets. This was different though. This wasn't a family secret. Every one else knew what was going on. Mr. Spencer, Ms. Spencer, Jax, Mr. Baldwin, and even crazy society matrons knew. Mom just didn't trust me.
They didn't need me to plan my life so I went back outside. I sat down on the back steps. Michael came over and sat down next to me.
"So what's going on?" Michael asked.
"Signs and pretence," I told him.
"And the little old lady in the shoe?" he asked
"She had so many children she didn't know what to do," I replied.
"Crazy is contagious," Michael said.
"So is death," I said.
He waited. If he had smiled I would have just let it go. I didn't need anyone's interference. I could find the answers on my own. But, he just waited.
Finally he won. "They won't tell me what is going on. The only new thing I know is that lady claimed to be the twins' great-grandmother," I said.
"Is she?" Michael asked.
"No, but she is someone Mom and Mr. Spencer both know," I said. "Mom is scared of her, really scared. She wanted to have Jax pack me off to outer- Mongolia."
"You're leaving with the boy-scout?" He asked.
I glared at Michael. "White knight is the proper term, Spencer. Anyway your crazy Uncle finally did something useful and talked her out of it."
"How, Quartermaine?" Michael asked.
"He told her I was safer someplace everyone could recognize Mata Hari," I said.
"Mata Hari?" he queried.
I just shrugged.
"Do you know Jason Morgan?" Michael asked.
I gave him a disgusted look. "I'm crazy not stupid. You introduced me to him yesterday. You do remember yesterday don't you?" I said.
"I mean, I think Jason knows your parents," he said.
"You think?" I asked.
Michael shrugged. "It is not always easy to tell with Jason," he said.
"Well, my parents did live here for several years," I said. "Do you think he might tell me something?"
"Jason won't say anything he doesn't think you have a right to know," Michael warned. "However, whatever he tells you will be the truth."
"Well I need to know it all, so lead the way Spencer," I said.
"Would it kill you to say my name, Quartermaine?" Michael asked.
"I don't plan on finding out," I said.