Aftermath
Author's note: If you read Nemfan32's fan review, what they mostly said is true. I apologize for those mistakes, just keep in mind I am an idiot, with no common sense whatsoever. So without further-I- do here is the aftermath, dedicated to Nemfan32 because they so wanted an aftermath.
A few days later the headlines read "Heiress and Heir Commit Suicide." While the families grieved, the papers made money from people who were surprisingly interested in the story. Out of an autopsy it was confirmed Emily's cancer finally got her, and Nickolas a gunshot to the head. Now they lay in two separate coffins, waiting to be placed in the ground, side by side. The Cassadines were shocked to learn what Nickolas had done. Well, not his estranged wife. Stefan felt guilt overcome him. The Quartermaine's, much to Port Charles citizens' shock, was quiet. The heat of their family was gone. Almost of all of Port Charles attended the funerals, including two hooded strangers who just arrived in Port Charles. Everyone spoke and talked of the good times, some mentioned signs neither showed. At the end Alexis and Kristina was leaving when Lydia ran to her. "Alexis, wait! How am I going to get my money?" Lydia called. "Lydia, your husband just died and all you can think of is yourself as usual." "Well, you're a lawyer! I need the money", what Alexis just said just bounced off her. "No, Lydia, you don't. You need to learn the importance of life. Besides your grandfather's will says you needed an heir to get the money, so the money goes to charity." Alexis explained. "What if I have Stefan's child?" Lydia pressed on. "Lydia the will directly states you needed to have Nickolas's child, not just a Cassadine." "What am I suppose to do then?" Lydia whined. This was the final straw to Alexis's nerves. "Listen you little slut! I'm beginning to think that Nickolas dying is a good thing. I wouldn't be surprised you're the one that drove him to it! I'm glad you never had a child! You just pass them off as toys to get what you want, now hear this. You'll never get the money, ever!" Alexis's yelling, getting attention from everyone else. Gripping Kristina Alexis left, sensing what she said was true even to her. Back at the graves Lucky stared at the tombstones of his friends.
Nickolas Mikhail Stavrosovich Cassadine
1981-2003
Good friend, brother, son and nephew
And
Emily Bowen Quartermaine
1983-2003
Beloved throughout her young life
Lucky sighed; they use to be best friends. Him, Liz, Nick, and Em. Emily was right, they moved on, grown up. Without each other. Liz and him was what were left of the fab four. He looked over at the Quartermaines. Emily was really the heart of the family, he realized. Zander left town after finding out about Emily's death. The Corinthos' family was huddled in a corner. Jason and Courtney had left when it all was too much and he started crying. There wasn't a person here who didn't care for either Emily or Nickolas. He wondered what Port Charles would do without their two prized citizens. The two hooded figures watched everyone and promised they'd be back and left without a word.
Author's note: If you read Nemfan32's fan review, what they mostly said is true. I apologize for those mistakes, just keep in mind I am an idiot, with no common sense whatsoever. So without further-I- do here is the aftermath, dedicated to Nemfan32 because they so wanted an aftermath.
A few days later the headlines read "Heiress and Heir Commit Suicide." While the families grieved, the papers made money from people who were surprisingly interested in the story. Out of an autopsy it was confirmed Emily's cancer finally got her, and Nickolas a gunshot to the head. Now they lay in two separate coffins, waiting to be placed in the ground, side by side. The Cassadines were shocked to learn what Nickolas had done. Well, not his estranged wife. Stefan felt guilt overcome him. The Quartermaine's, much to Port Charles citizens' shock, was quiet. The heat of their family was gone. Almost of all of Port Charles attended the funerals, including two hooded strangers who just arrived in Port Charles. Everyone spoke and talked of the good times, some mentioned signs neither showed. At the end Alexis and Kristina was leaving when Lydia ran to her. "Alexis, wait! How am I going to get my money?" Lydia called. "Lydia, your husband just died and all you can think of is yourself as usual." "Well, you're a lawyer! I need the money", what Alexis just said just bounced off her. "No, Lydia, you don't. You need to learn the importance of life. Besides your grandfather's will says you needed an heir to get the money, so the money goes to charity." Alexis explained. "What if I have Stefan's child?" Lydia pressed on. "Lydia the will directly states you needed to have Nickolas's child, not just a Cassadine." "What am I suppose to do then?" Lydia whined. This was the final straw to Alexis's nerves. "Listen you little slut! I'm beginning to think that Nickolas dying is a good thing. I wouldn't be surprised you're the one that drove him to it! I'm glad you never had a child! You just pass them off as toys to get what you want, now hear this. You'll never get the money, ever!" Alexis's yelling, getting attention from everyone else. Gripping Kristina Alexis left, sensing what she said was true even to her. Back at the graves Lucky stared at the tombstones of his friends.
Nickolas Mikhail Stavrosovich Cassadine
1981-2003
Good friend, brother, son and nephew
And
Emily Bowen Quartermaine
1983-2003
Beloved throughout her young life
Lucky sighed; they use to be best friends. Him, Liz, Nick, and Em. Emily was right, they moved on, grown up. Without each other. Liz and him was what were left of the fab four. He looked over at the Quartermaines. Emily was really the heart of the family, he realized. Zander left town after finding out about Emily's death. The Corinthos' family was huddled in a corner. Jason and Courtney had left when it all was too much and he started crying. There wasn't a person here who didn't care for either Emily or Nickolas. He wondered what Port Charles would do without their two prized citizens. The two hooded figures watched everyone and promised they'd be back and left without a word.