Chapter 3

The rain had really picked up. It was getting harder and harder for Scott to see where he was going.

About a third of the way back to Port Charles, they saw flashing lights ahead. There were several police cars blocking the road. Scott stopped the car. One of the officers walked up to the window and spoke to Scott.

"Sorry Sir. I'm afraid you'll have to turn around. The bridge is out up ahead," the Officer said.

"Is there another way to get to Port Charles from here?" Scott asked.

"Yes Sir. There is a small road about five miles back down this road. It will be on your left. It winds around a lot, but it will bring you back to this road on the other side of the bridge."

"Thanks," Scott said rolling up the window. He turned the car around and headed back the way they had came from.

In the back seat, Luke kept staring at Stefan. When Stefan turned towards him, Luke would smile and turn towards the window. After a few minutes, Luke would begin staring again.

"What?" Stefan finally asked.

"Nothing, nothing," Luke said looking away.

"Then please stop."

As soon as Stefan turned his head again, Luke started staring at him again.

"Luke, I don't find this amusing."

Luke smiled. He was doing it to get on Stefan's nerves. It appeared to be working. Unfortuately for Luke, Laura had noticed what he was doing.

"Scott, can you pull over for a moment?" she asked.

Scott pulled the car over on the shoulder. "What's wrong?" he asked Laura.

"I just want to trade seats with Stefan, before World War III breaks out in the back seat," Laura said getting out of the car.

She ran around the car in the rain, until she reached Stefan's door. He quickly got out so she could get in. He hurried back to the front seat.

Once they were all in the car again. Scott restarted the car. A few minutes later they came to the little side road they had been told about. Scott turned the car onto the narrow dirt road.

They had been driving on the little road for about fifteen minutes, when a deer ran across in front of the car. Scott slammed on the brakes. The car skidded a little ways off the road, but miraculously did not hit anything.

"Is everyone all right?" Scott asked.

They all said that they were.

Scott took a deep breath and exhaled sharply. He pressed on the accelerator, but the wheel of the car just spun.

He sighed. "We're stuck," he said.