A/N: Oh Melody-I want to respond to your guess, but I can't-I don't want
to ruin anything for ya'll. For some reason I think Gracie knows who it
was from-she did figure out Karnette early on after all. Anyways-everyone
sit back and enjoy this chapter. Until 7-PCGirl.
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"The sign is on the door about classes being cancelled, and I've sent out e- mails to all the patrons that gave us theirs," she said as she came back into the apartment.
"We don't have to cancel classes for the whole week," he groaned as he lay in the bed.
"Rafe, we just had to have Ian and Jamal help you up the steps just now. There is no way you are going to want to do any kickboxing class. Ian said you should be feeling better in a week, which is just fine with me. Now can I get you anything?" she asked as she walked to the kitchen.
"I'm not an invalid," he hollered playfully.
"Hmm. Sounds like something I said a month or so ago, isn't it?" she smiled back at him. "Rafe, do you realize we both almost lost our lives the other day? Why can't you just gracefully accept a few days of relaxation?"
"Come here," he said as he patted her side of the bed. She went over and lay down next to him, "I'm not hurting you, am I?"
"No, I'm fine," he said as he tried to get comfortable. The pain was going away, and he figured earlier he would just accept Ian's offer to help him back to the apartment. He was glad that they caught Jamal who offered his help also, because he had never realized how hard it was to walk up steps after slamming your back into a stone wall and then having a roof fall on top of you also. "Yes, I know we both almost lost our lives, but you know what-we got a second chance again."
"How many second chances can we have though Rafe? I don't like the idea of continually pressing our luck," she sighed as she put her head on his chest and could feel his heart beat.
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The first thing Livvie noticed was the sound of a fire going in the fireplace. She rolled over pulling the soft down comforter with her. She opened her eyes and saw the dark red canopy above her head. Her eyes then drifted to the intricate old-world carvings coming down the four poster bed. "This is amazing," she said softly to herself. She then went and sat up in the bed some, seeing Caleb staring out the window.
She slipped out of the bed, her feet hitting the cold hardwood floor. She put the robe on that was sitting in the chair next to her side of the bed and then walked over to where he was. This room, just their bedroom was twice the size of the living room at home in Port Charles. She put her arms around him, "Good morning, Caleb."
"Buna dimineata Olivia," he spoke as he turned to look at her.
She just smiled at him, "I hope you were telling me good morning just then."
"I was," he said giving her a kiss. "I've been up for a bit-reading some reports and newspapers, which are all in Romanian. When my mind gets stuck in that mode it takes me a few minutes to get out of it."
"Well, is there anything else you would like to tell me?"
"Te iubesc," spoke Caleb softly kissing her again, "That means I love you."
"I guessed that," she said kissing him with a smile on her face.
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"We can have as many as we need," he said kissing the top of her head. "Anyways, I'm pretty sure we won't need anymore after this. I mean Caleb and I signed a pact to put the war behind us, and what else can bother us?"
"Well, now that you just jinxed yourself. This whole thing is my fault anyways."
"Excuse me?" he said as he tried to roll over and look at her better. "Oww," he said as he gave up. "How in the world do you see this as your fault? It was Caleb who tried to get Annette to find Karissa and then she twisted everything."
"Yeah, but I insisted on you going to help Jamal."
"You were being a friend to him. You thought he needed help, you wouldn't have done it if you didn't think he was in trouble."
"But still--,"
"No, this is nobody's fault. Not Livvie's, not mine, and not yours-not even Caleb's really."
Alison laughed, "You realize you just said something wasn't Caleb's fault? I mean I know the war is over, but you seem to be a softy when it comes to him now."
"I'm not a softy with him, trust me-and I'm sure he'll do something that's going to make me mad at him, but I have to focus on my life with you now- not him," he said as he rolled towards her and they began to kiss.
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"It is so gorgeous out there," she said as she continued to stare out of the bedroom French doors and at the snow capped mountains in the distance. If it hadn't been winter and freezing outside she would probably go out and take in the sounds and smells of the area.
Just then there was a knock on the door, and she turned to see Caleb go and open it, "Delia," he said giving her a kiss on the cheek.
"Good morning, Master Caleb. I found your instructions this morning when I arrived. Here is what you asked for," she said coming in with a silver tray and teapot and sat it on the table. "Hello, Miss Olivia," she said nodding to her.
"Hi," said Livvie shyly.
"Olivia," he said as he came and brought her over. "This is Delia, she is a very sweet woman who has worked for my family for centuries. If you want anything, from something from the kitchen to fresh towels do not hesitate to ask. She probably would even be willing to go with you into the city if you want to do some shopping later."
Livvie smiled at her, "Thank you, Delia."
"You are welcome. I must be going now," she said as she turned to leave.
"Thank you again, Delia," he smiled at her as she closed the door.
"So what are our plans for today?" asked Livvie as she poured a cup of the tea Delia had made and then sat in the large chair next to the fireplace.
"I've got to go in town for some business," he said making his own drink.
"I was hoping we could enjoy the day here, together."
"Believe me-you are going to want to see this," he said as a grin appeared on his face before taking a sip of his drink.
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"The sign is on the door about classes being cancelled, and I've sent out e- mails to all the patrons that gave us theirs," she said as she came back into the apartment.
"We don't have to cancel classes for the whole week," he groaned as he lay in the bed.
"Rafe, we just had to have Ian and Jamal help you up the steps just now. There is no way you are going to want to do any kickboxing class. Ian said you should be feeling better in a week, which is just fine with me. Now can I get you anything?" she asked as she walked to the kitchen.
"I'm not an invalid," he hollered playfully.
"Hmm. Sounds like something I said a month or so ago, isn't it?" she smiled back at him. "Rafe, do you realize we both almost lost our lives the other day? Why can't you just gracefully accept a few days of relaxation?"
"Come here," he said as he patted her side of the bed. She went over and lay down next to him, "I'm not hurting you, am I?"
"No, I'm fine," he said as he tried to get comfortable. The pain was going away, and he figured earlier he would just accept Ian's offer to help him back to the apartment. He was glad that they caught Jamal who offered his help also, because he had never realized how hard it was to walk up steps after slamming your back into a stone wall and then having a roof fall on top of you also. "Yes, I know we both almost lost our lives, but you know what-we got a second chance again."
"How many second chances can we have though Rafe? I don't like the idea of continually pressing our luck," she sighed as she put her head on his chest and could feel his heart beat.
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The first thing Livvie noticed was the sound of a fire going in the fireplace. She rolled over pulling the soft down comforter with her. She opened her eyes and saw the dark red canopy above her head. Her eyes then drifted to the intricate old-world carvings coming down the four poster bed. "This is amazing," she said softly to herself. She then went and sat up in the bed some, seeing Caleb staring out the window.
She slipped out of the bed, her feet hitting the cold hardwood floor. She put the robe on that was sitting in the chair next to her side of the bed and then walked over to where he was. This room, just their bedroom was twice the size of the living room at home in Port Charles. She put her arms around him, "Good morning, Caleb."
"Buna dimineata Olivia," he spoke as he turned to look at her.
She just smiled at him, "I hope you were telling me good morning just then."
"I was," he said giving her a kiss. "I've been up for a bit-reading some reports and newspapers, which are all in Romanian. When my mind gets stuck in that mode it takes me a few minutes to get out of it."
"Well, is there anything else you would like to tell me?"
"Te iubesc," spoke Caleb softly kissing her again, "That means I love you."
"I guessed that," she said kissing him with a smile on her face.
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"We can have as many as we need," he said kissing the top of her head. "Anyways, I'm pretty sure we won't need anymore after this. I mean Caleb and I signed a pact to put the war behind us, and what else can bother us?"
"Well, now that you just jinxed yourself. This whole thing is my fault anyways."
"Excuse me?" he said as he tried to roll over and look at her better. "Oww," he said as he gave up. "How in the world do you see this as your fault? It was Caleb who tried to get Annette to find Karissa and then she twisted everything."
"Yeah, but I insisted on you going to help Jamal."
"You were being a friend to him. You thought he needed help, you wouldn't have done it if you didn't think he was in trouble."
"But still--,"
"No, this is nobody's fault. Not Livvie's, not mine, and not yours-not even Caleb's really."
Alison laughed, "You realize you just said something wasn't Caleb's fault? I mean I know the war is over, but you seem to be a softy when it comes to him now."
"I'm not a softy with him, trust me-and I'm sure he'll do something that's going to make me mad at him, but I have to focus on my life with you now- not him," he said as he rolled towards her and they began to kiss.
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"It is so gorgeous out there," she said as she continued to stare out of the bedroom French doors and at the snow capped mountains in the distance. If it hadn't been winter and freezing outside she would probably go out and take in the sounds and smells of the area.
Just then there was a knock on the door, and she turned to see Caleb go and open it, "Delia," he said giving her a kiss on the cheek.
"Good morning, Master Caleb. I found your instructions this morning when I arrived. Here is what you asked for," she said coming in with a silver tray and teapot and sat it on the table. "Hello, Miss Olivia," she said nodding to her.
"Hi," said Livvie shyly.
"Olivia," he said as he came and brought her over. "This is Delia, she is a very sweet woman who has worked for my family for centuries. If you want anything, from something from the kitchen to fresh towels do not hesitate to ask. She probably would even be willing to go with you into the city if you want to do some shopping later."
Livvie smiled at her, "Thank you, Delia."
"You are welcome. I must be going now," she said as she turned to leave.
"Thank you again, Delia," he smiled at her as she closed the door.
"So what are our plans for today?" asked Livvie as she poured a cup of the tea Delia had made and then sat in the large chair next to the fireplace.
"I've got to go in town for some business," he said making his own drink.
"I was hoping we could enjoy the day here, together."
"Believe me-you are going to want to see this," he said as a grin appeared on his face before taking a sip of his drink.
