Chapter 6

Lucky opened his eyes and sat up.  A pain shot through his head.  He rubbed it as he looked around.  He saw Laura lying on the floor next to him.

"Mom?  Mom can you hear me?"  There was no response.  He remembered that one of the men had given her a shot.  He hoped that it was nothing that would harm her.

Lucky struggled to his feet.  He felt very dizzy, but his first thought was that he had to help his mother.  He scooped her up in his arms and slowly made his way to the cot.  He gently laid her down.

Laura opened her eyes and smiled weakly at him.  "Lucky," she whispered as she reached her hand out to him.

"Are you all right?" Lucky stood up and got her a glass of water.

"I'm fine," she said as she sat up.  "It will take a lot more than Helena to get rid of me."

Lucky smiled.  Laura was sounding more like herself now.  He knew she was going to be all right.  He just had to make sure that Helena's men didn't get near her with that syringe again.

"Lucky we have to come up with a plan.  We can't let Helena kill your father."

Lucky nodded and sat back down beside her so they could make plans.

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Meanwhile in London, Nikolas and Gia were sitting in the hotel lobby waiting for Luke.  They had checked out about an hour earlier and he had left to get some supplies.  Nikolas kept glancing at his watch.

"What could be taking Luke so long?" he asked as he looked out the window again.

"Nikolas, calm down.  I'm sure Luke will be back any minute."

A half and hour passed and there was still no sign of Luke.  Gia was even starting to get worried.  She looked out the window and saw someone in the bushes across the street.  She tapped Nikolas on the arm.  "Isn't that Luke over there?" she asked.

Nikolas looked outside, but he didn't see Luke anywhere.  "Where?"

"Over there in the bushes."

"You're right, that's him.  Now why would…" Nikolas stopped speaking and gasped.

"What's wrong?"

Nikolas motioned for her to look towards the registration desk.  Gia turned and saw Lucky standing in line.

"Is that the real Lucky or the fake one?" she asked.

"Well if my grandmother has the real Lucky, then that would have to be the fake one.  Come on, we have to get out of here without him seeing us."

They waited until the desk clerk was waiting on Lucky and slipped out.  They ran across the street and joined Luke.

"I was afraid he was going to see the two of you in there," Luke said with relief.  "Let's go."

Luke led them through the bushes to the next street.  They got into a cab and headed for the airport.