Chapter 1
Laura continued to stare blankly at Luke. The look on her face gave Luke the chills. There was no hint that she recognized him at all. He walked closer and sat down on the bed facing her.
"Laura?"
There was no response. Laura didn't even seem to know that she had a visitor. Luke reached out and put his hand on hers. Laura looked down at his hand and then looked back at his face..
"Laura? Baby, can you hear me?" he asked gently.
Her eyes narrowed with suspicion. "Who are you? What are you doing in my room?" she said with her voice full of fear.
"Laura, it's me. It's Luke, your husband."
"No. You're not my husband. I'm married to Scotty. Where is Scotty? Why isn't he here with me?" she asked looking around. She was becoming more and more upset.
"Laura, calm down," he said giving her hand a little squeeze.
"I can't. I need Scotty. Where is he? I need my husband."
"Laura, look at me," Luke said putting his hands on her shoulders. "It's me Luke. I'm your husband, not Scott."
"Luke?" she said.
"Yes," Luke said with a smile. "It's me. You remember me don't you?"
"Yes!" Laura cried. She jumped off the bed and put as much distance between them as possible. "Stay away from me!"
"Laura? What's wrong? Why are you so frightened?"
"You! You're the one who raped me!" she yelled. Laura ran to the door and began pounding on it with her fists. "Scotty! Scotty! Help me!"
Luke crossed the room and turned her to face him. "Laura look at me. Yes that was me, but that was 1979. We fell in love after that happened. We spent the summer on the run. Do you remember Frank Smith?"
"No." Laura tried to back away from him, but she was up against the door. "Please," she cried. "Please don't hurt me."
Luke reached out and stroked her cheek. "Laura, I wouldn't hurt you. I love you." He reached into the pocket of his pants and pulled out a picture. He handed it to her. "See this. We were married."
"But Scotty…"
"You and Scotty are divorced. You divorced him and married me. We have two beautiful children together."
"Children?"
"Yes. We have a boy and a girl. Their names are Lucky and Lesley Lu. You also have another son named Nikolas," Luke said. "Laura, do you remember your children?"
"No!" she yelled. She pushed past him and ran back to her bed. "Leave me alone."
Luke followed her, took her by the shoulders and turned her back to face him. He looked deeply into her eyes. What he saw there frightened him. He used to feel a deep connection with Laura when he looked in her eyes. That connection wasn't there now. Luke let go of her shoulders.
"All right," he said sadly. "I'll leave, if you really want me to."
"I want you to go."
Luke walked to the door. He turned back and looked at her one more time. "Goodbye Angel," he said as he walked out of the room.
***
Half an hour later, Luke walked into his hotel room. He sank into the nearest chair. He felt that there was something wrong, but he just couldn't put his finger on it. It was something about Laura's eyes. It was like he was looking into the eyes of a stranger.
"I need a drink," Luke said to himself. He picked up a bottle of whiskey, but before he could pour it there was a knock on the door. "Go away!" Luke yelled. He poured some whiskey into a glass. There was another knock. Luke sighed as he realized whoever it was, didn't plan on going away. He sat the glass down, walked to the door and opened it. "What?" he asked the man standing in the hallway.
"Are you Luke Spencer?" the man asked looking around nervously.
"Yes. Who are you?"
"It doesn't matter. A man told me to give this to you," he said holding out an envelope.
Luke took the envelope. "What man? What did he look like?"
"I have to go," the man said.
He turned and took off running. Luke ran after him. The man got on the elevator, but the door closed before Luke could get on. Luke punched the wall with his fist and walked back to his room.
He stared at the envelope for a moment before he opened it. He pulled out a piece of paper. He sat down and read it out loud:
When the one you love looks into your eyes,
Can you see the deception and the lies?
Those around you are not what they seem to be,
Are you clever enough to set them free?
H.C.
Luke studied the note for several minutes. "That's it!" he yelled jumping to his feet. "That's why I didn't feel a connection to Laura when I looked in her eyes. That's not Laura in that hospital. Helena has her!"
Luke quickly packed his bag and checked out. He had to find Laura as soon as possible.
***
Meanwhile, the young man was still stoking the woman's face. He was really getting worried. It had been several days since Helena's servant had stopped giving Laura shots every morning, but she still had not regained consciousness. There had to be more that he could do to help her.
He got up, picked up a towel and wet it with cool water. He walked back to the cot and began to rub her face gently with the cool, damp cloth. Laura groaned slightly and opened her eyes. She looked around until her eyes focused on the man. She gasped.
"Lucky?" she whispered.