Title: Prevailing Over All
Name: Jules
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Rating: PG-15
Disclaimer: Obviously, I don't own any of the characters, except for Micah who is my creation, or any other new characters you may see, no matter how much I WISH I did. They belong ABC, General Hospital and One Life to Live.
Classification: AU, Action/Adventure, Romance, Angst, Comedy, Crossover
Summary: Written in 1999 Carly has some secrets that she's been keeping from everyone, even Jason. Arguments between she and Sonny turn into something else . . . but will it last? C/J soon, Spencers, Jax and more! Port Charles X-over
Status: Unfinished
This is my first Fan Fiction. Please, critique me!
Tell me what you think of my new character, soon to be characters.
Author's note: Ok, this was the first fan fiction I ever wrote, so be nice. Just so you all know, I wrote it WAY back in 1999, or earlier, I don't know exactly when, it was a long time ago. Which explains the timeline and storylines huh? So anyways, I hope you enjoy it! Tell me what you think!
Authors Note II 2004: Hi, it's me again! I'm rewriting the story a bit. You see, I first wrote this when I was 15. And for being only 15, I think it's a pretty good attempt at fiction. It was my first too! Anyways, my style has changed a bit since then, and I also have known for awhile that this fic is a bit erratic . . . . I guess that's what you get when you write a fic chapter by chapter with no plan or outline. Ahh, those were the days. These days, I plan out my fics with so much detail, I know the names of each character, if they're having babies, what THEIR names are going to be, how things are happening, timelines and so on, so NOTHING gets forgotten. I have a horrible memory as of late, so I don't want to leave anything to chance.
Anyway, I wrote this way back in 1999, and actually was ambitious enough to set it in 2000, an actual future fic! So that also means there are characters from Port Charles in here, you remember that show, right? The spin off that was popular for a while, but kind of died out, then was canceled a few years later? At the point when I wrote this, I loved both shows, and I really didn't understand how if they all lived in the same town, basically went to the same places, worked in the same hospital, they didn't know each other. Plus, I didn't want to have to write two separate fics to write about them.
Prevailing Over All
By Jules
Chapter 1
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To set the story . . . .
The custody suit is over. Carly and Jason exposed AJ for hiring someone to burn down the warehouse; he was sentence to two years prison time. Jason and Carly were given custody of Michael. Because of AJ's position, he won't have visitation rights until the Judge decides that it would be in the best interest of Michael. They are living in the penthouse Carly decorated.
Sonny and Carly still can't stand each other. Robin's come back. As usual, Jason and Robin have gotten back together, but Robin's living in her own apartment.
There's tension in the penthouse. Carly attempted to move on from Jason, and was seeing a guy named Matt that she met at her new job as manager and bartender of Luke's for the past seven months, but she's still attracted to Jason. Jason loves Robin, but is also really attracted to Carly. The two don't know that they both feel the same way about each other.
Jason and Sonny took down Moreno and run the East Coast, in a partnership. Alexis is working for them.
Emily and Lucky are dating. They realized they had feeling for each other after Lucky came back from a trip to New York.
Liz is dating Sly, who came back to town six months ago. She and Lucky broke up when he still went to New York after she didn't get into the Art Institute.
Nikolas is dating a girl named Cara that he met at PCU in a mythology class. They've been going out for four months and are really serious about each other. The citizens of Port Charles don't know much about Cara, but there are three people in Port Charles who know the truth and Nikolas is one of them, but knows to keep quite about it.
The Quartermaine's have finally accepted the way things are with Jason and Carly, regarding their relationship, and Michael. As a result, they are all allowed to see Michael. Edward and Carly surprisingly get along and actually like each other.
Bobbie and Jerry are married. Lucas is very happy about Jerry being around all the time. Carly likes him too, to a point.
Stefan and Laura are engaged. They are very happy together, Lucky's grown to accept it, having gotten to the point where he just wants his mother to be happy, and Nikolas is thrilled.
Luke is seeing Alexis. All the sexual tension between the two finally burst after she and Ned parted ways.
Lois came back and is with Ned. They are living together, married, with Brooke Lynn.
Jax and V are dating. Jax finally came to his senses and asked her out and realized what a great thing he had right in front of him.
Hannah was run out of town when it was found out that she didn't have any past connections with anyone in Port Charles. Plus there's the fact of her really freaky resemblance to Brenda. Plus, nobody in town is that fond of the FBI.
Karen and Joe married. They've moved into a big apartment across town. Karen's became one of Carly's really good friends after they met at Kelly's.
Frank and Courtney are engaged, and living with their son Neil in a new big house that they bought with the money they stole from Julie. They are expecting a baby in about a month. Courtney and Carly are best friends; they found they had a lot in common.
Scott got tired of Lucy's schemes; Eve was tired of all of Kevin's psychology crap. They realized that they still loved each other, and had just been fooling themselves. Eve and Scott ran off together and eloped, Serena was thrilled. They are expecting a baby in April. Eve and Carly are good friends too, both having had to fight for what they have.
Kevin is back with Lucy. He's forgiven her lying, but refuses to listen to her if she wants to harp on Eve, who he's remained friends with.
A cure was found for Sebastian's heart problems. Ellen finally came to her senses and realized that she was in love with him, not Matt. They're living together. And have plans to go to New Orleans every year at Mardi Gras.
Matt bought the Scanlon home and renovated the rest of it making it completely wheelchair accessible. He had a relationship with Carly for awhile, but recently broke it off for fear of being hurt.
Chris is in jail for six months for fraud.
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December 31,1999
The Penthouse
Carly didn't know how he did it, but Luke talked her into bartending and running the millennium New Years Eve party back in November so he could go on vacation with Alexis.
Scratch that, she knew exactly how her uncle had done it. He'd been sly, and crafty, and caught her when she'd been vulnerable. He'd known she hadn't wanted to work New Years Eve and so he'd waited until the most opportune moment came to ask her, which arrived a few days after her boyfriend of several months, Matt Harmon had broken up with her. Matt had been able tell that she was still attracted to Jason and had told her that he just couldn't go through another one sided relationship like he had with Ellen. So Carly had been alone in her apartment, and when she was depressed and willing to say almost anything just to get people to leave her alone and wallow in her misery.
Carly's slipped on the dress she'd chosen for the party and critically looked at herself out in the mirror, checking for any imperfections. She had decided that if she had to work on New Years, she was at least going to look fantastic while doing so.
She had bought the most unbelievable dress. It was long, black, and slinky; she knew she looked good in black. It had a plunging v-neckline and a pooling open back. The skirt fell to the ground with had a slit up the right side that stopped just five inches from her hip The dress wasn't tight, but it hugged her in all the right places. She didn't wear a bra because she hated them, plus, it was just impossible to wear one with her dress.
Her blond hair, that when just past her shoulders, was parted on the right, then the front part was loosely twisted and pinned back on one side with bobbies, in a forties style. She put on her makeup, it was very subtle but she wore dark red lipstick.
Carly was finally putting on the finishing touches around eight pm, to accessorize she chose the diamond earrings and necklace that Jason had given her before the dock's gala. And a pair of black opened-toed, high heals, that had a thin strap around the ankle.
She'd known immediately that the dress had been perfect, but seeing the finished product, just made the purchase so much sweeter.
Carly came down to the main floor, then gave her final instructions to Liz Webber and Sly Eckert who were waiting in the living room about watching Michael. She was a bit reluctant to leaving them alone, but Sly was family, so she was allowing the couple to baby-sit. Latisha was coming with Carly to Luke's with her boyfriend, Reginald Jennings, the Q's butler. Carly also knew that there were bodyguards right outside the door, who would be listening for trouble. She grabbed her wrap, clutch, coat, a pair of leather gloves, and a scarf to protect her hair from the fierce winter wind. Latisha came down the stairs a few minutes later, looking wonderful in a long slinky chocolate brown spaghetti strap slip dress with rhinestones on the top slowly scattering down, the number of rhinestones getting scarcer the further down on the dress.
The two women left before Jason had gotten home from his business meeting, but he promised to swing by Luke's later. Robin was in Paris visiting one of the friends she'd made while she was there the last time, so she was one person Carly didn't have to worry about ruining the evening.
11 pm
Luke's
The New Years Eve Party was in full swing and it was a roaring success, as expected. Though she hadn't wanted to do the job, she'd planned the night to the best of her ability, and if she had to say so, she'd done an excellent job. She brought in extra servers, to make sure the floor and bar would be well covered, and that she herself wouldn't have to cover the bar. So if she had to say so herself, thing were definitely well planned.
Carly was currently sitting alone at a table listening to the great band she'd gotten for the night, honestly she hired them because it was Lucky and Emily's band, and nepotism was key at Luke's. But they also were really good and just signed a contract with L&B. She could tell that the audience really liked them. The band played and sang a variety of songs besides the ones they were putting on their album; right now they were playing a song by 10000 Maniacs, called Rainy Day. (Really good song by the way, the group name is way weird, but great band.)
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On bended knee
I've looked through every window then
Touched the bottom
The night a sleepless day instead
A day when love came
Came easy like what's lost now found
Beneath a blinding light
That would surround
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Carly watched as couples danced together on the floor. She had an opinion that you could tell how many a relationship was doing, by how well they were moving together and reacting to one another on the dance floor. If the couple moved smoothly, anticipating each other's movements, and obviously wanted to be close to one another, the relationship was solid, and hot. If the couple was stiff, and awkward, avoiding eye contact, well that meant there was trouble there, possibly in the bedroom and in other areas.
Ned was dancing with his wife Lois, looking very happy. They were pressed close against one another, spinning and twirling, anticipating each other's every move. It was clear they had been together for a long, long time, but that the fires of passion had only just been reignited.
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We were, we were, we were, we were without
In doubt
We were, we were, we were, we were about
Saving for a rainy day
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Frank Scanlon was dancing with his fiancée, Courtney, who was very pregnant, about ready to pop. They were gazing lovingly into each other's eyes with silly smiles on their faces; the two obviously cared for each other. They weren't really even paying attention to the music, just slowly swaying to their own beat. Carly really didn't understand how they had managed to fool themselves for so long into thinking that they'd hated each other. It was so obvious now how deeply in love they were.
Joe, Frank's younger brother was dancing with his wife Karen. You could tell even from where Carly was sitting that they were newlyweds. They way the two looked so tenderly at each other, the lingering touches as they moved around the dance floor.
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I crashed through mirrors
I crashed through floors of laughter, then
In a blind scene
No ties would moor us to this room
A day when love came
Came easy like what's lost now found.
And you would save me
And I held you like you were my child
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Kevin and Lucy were dancing cheek to cheek, in that odd passionate way of theirs, but Carly's could still see the years of love between them, and the obvious training. Though she did find it odd to see someone doing a tango to a rock song . . . .
Scott and Eve, who'd just eloped three months ago (before they even knew Eve was pregnant), were dancing as closely together as they possibly could, though Eve's pregnant belly was getting in the way. Even though she was only five months along, she was showing quite a bit, though the black empire waist gown she wore did a good job of concealing her pregnancy. She glowed with impending motherhood, and love for her husband. And Scott was quite obviously wild about his new wife, and soon to be mother of his child. He swept her around the dance floor so gently, with such care in his movements, and such tenderness in his touch. Carly felt a bit jealous watching the two.
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We were, we were, we were, we were without
In doubt
We were, we were, we were, we were about
Saving for a rainy day
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Stefan Cassadine was dancing with Laura; they were both unsurprisingly good dancers (both having had training), though the fact that they were dancing to this song sort of song was a surprise, also that they were at Laura's ex-husband's club. But Carly realize that Laura's son's band was playing, and Luke was out of town, on top of which, things had gotten much more amiable between the former spouses these days. Watching the two dance, she conceded that Stefan had loosened up considerably since the two had gotten engaged. He didn't wear black so much anymore either. Which everyone knew was Laura's good influence. And the two just moved so smoothly together, weaving in and out of the couples, with dreamy smiles on their faces, some times laughing softly at something the other would say. It made Carly get a bit choked up, because it was sweet, and wonderful, and something she just wanted so badly in her own life.
As she came across Felicia and Mac, Carly had to watch this couple a bit closer. At first glance, it appeared as thought the couple moved in harmony with one another, moving perfectly with the other's movements, but upon closer inspection, she noticed how fixed the gazes were on their faces. How they were dancing together so perfectly out of routine, not love. Felicia's head rested on her husband's shoulder, but her eyes gazed out, seeing something unseen, as did Mac's, staring at something far beyond over her shoulder, both dreaming of days gone by, or yet to come. Carly could tell they were clinging to something that had ending some time ago, and was familiar and comfortable to them, neither was ready to admit that it was over.
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If I were you
Defiant you
Alone upon a troubled way
I would send my heart to you
To save it for a rainy day
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Nikolas and Cara looked good out there, not as knowing about each other's movements as the other couples who had known each other for so much longer, but there were obviously the beginnings of some sort of meaningful relationship. There were longing, soulful glances, hesitant touches, as if they were afraid to touch one another in appropriately, but wanted to desperately. Yes, the desire was there, but had yet to be acted on.
Carly had never got a good look at the newest addition to Port Charles and her cousin's half brother's new love before. The girl had long brown hair that curled in ringlets, which she was wearing partially pinned up, and was very pretty. She was wearing a dark crimson floor length silk dress, with a lace up bodice and darker spaghetti straps. Carly felt like she was watching an evil fairy prince and princess strait out of a storybook.
She sighed, and just watched everyone dance, a melancholy mood settling in her heart.
Feeling very proud of planning a very successful party, but very lonely at the moment, she decided to go get a drink as the song was ending, hoping to drown away this hopeless, sadness that was so rapidly developing as she watched so many of her friends dance the night away so blissfully with their soulmates.
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We were, we were, we were, we were without,
In doubt
We were, we were, we were, we were about
Saving for a rainy day
If I were you
Defiant you
Alone upon a troubled way
I would send my heart to you
To save it for a rainy day...
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Carly was so enveloped in self pity, she didn't even notice that more than half the guys in the room watched her saunter to the bar in that slinky dress of hers that showed off the curves she was so proud of. A moment later a unified THWAK was heard when the attached guys' girlfriends hit them. Carly spun around at the noise, bewildered as to what it could have possibly have been, but completely missed seeing what had happened.
Frowning, she turned back around, and continued her way back to the bar. When she got there, Darren, who never missed a thing, was laughing his butt off. After Carly questioned about what was so funny, he filled her in, once he managed to stop chuckling. Carly, had never embarrassed easily, and she had to laughed too, though her laughter was aimed at the stupidity of men who would look at another woman while out on a date.
"Really?! That's what the sound was? God, to have got that on tape . . ." Carly lamented wistfully.
"Well, do you think a security camera would be good enough?" Darren asked joking.
Jason walked into Luke's to see Carly sitting elegantly on a bar stool listening to whatever the bartender was saying and moments after he walked in she just as she threw back her head and laughed
Jason stopped dead in his tracks, 'Damn that's so sexy, but of course Carly's always hot. Nevertheless she is looking absolutely incredible in that dress, I wonder what she's wearing under it . . . .' Jason contemplated to himself momentarily, then wondered where the notion had come from. He and Carly hadn't been together like that in years. He pushed the puckish thoughts away, but as he stared at her, he began to imagine himself sliding that clingy black dress off her . . .
Robin was away, she'd said that she was visiting a friend in Paris for the Holidays, however Jason didn't quite find himself believing her about everything anymore and was feeling depressed (well about as depressed as Jason Morgan gets that is) about it.
Carly was catching her breath, when she glanced near the door way and finally noticed Jason, staring absorbedly at her. With one quick look over she'd concluded that he was looking very sexy in a custom-made black Armani suit and royal-blue dress shirt with the first two buttons undone, which was slightly taunt on his muscular chest. Carly started to picture herself taking off that tight shirt and . . . she snapped out of her fantasy when he stopped staring and walked over to her.
"Carly. You're looking great tonight." Jason greeted smoothly.
"Hey Jase! You're not looking to bad yourself." Carly replied, hoping that he hadn't notice the blush on her face that she'd gotten from her musing, which had quickly made her body heat rise.
They just stared at each other for what seemed to Darren way to long, as he was starting to feel uncomfortable from the heat coming from the fire stares being exchanged between the two, so he decided that he had to break in, or else lose his sanity, "Can I get you two anything to drink?"
"Scotch on the rocks." Jason answered, still not taking his eyes off Carly.
"I'll have a martini, with three olives." Carly turned and smiled at Darren. She had to regain control of her emotions before she lost control of her actions, and Jason's icy blue eyes, which had always caused Carly to go to pieces, weren't helping.
Darren mixed the drinks, and gave them to Carly and Jason. Jason gave him a twenty, for a tip, and asked Carly to join him at a table.
The two sat down, but were restless, not quite knowing what to say. These days, their conversations mostly centered around Michael, or arguments about Robin or Sonny. They hadn't truly had any honest alone time in months, and now that they were finally getting some, they were finding it hard to talk for the first time. Whether it was the sexual tension that was practically eating them alive, or if they'd just forgotten how to talk to each other, the silence was still deafening.
They basically sat in an awkward silence, sipping their drinks, glancing at one another when they thought the other wasn't looking, until Carly restlessly checked her watch and sat up in shock, "Oh my god! Two minutes to midnight!"
She got Lucky's attention and gave him the prearranged sign, then showed two fingers.
Lucky gave a small nod of acknowledgement, then addressed the crowded blue's club, "Alright everyone, I'm really glad you all could come to Luke's annual New Years Party!"
Everyone clapped and cheered wildly in support, some of it was quite obviously drunken support.
"Well, it's almost midnight, so everyone get a glass of champagne so we can bring in the New Year properly."
Emily grabbed two glasses. She took one for herself and handed Lucky the other one. The two were underage, and though everyone knew this, they were over looking it because it was New Years.
"Now everyone grab your sweetheart," he put his arm around Emily's waist and pulled her close, "and get ready to enter the new millennium!"
Jason and Carly got up and found some champagne, then headed to the center of the floor.
"And it's time for the count down!"
Everyone started counting down on Lucky's mark, "Ten . . . nine . . . eight . . . seven . . . six . . . five . . . four . . . three . . . two . . . one . . . Happy New Year!"
Everyone, kissed, hugged, and drank. Streamers and confetti went flying, the band started playing Auld Lag Sang, and every guy kissed his girlfriend. Lucky and Emily were making out on the stage, quickly getting a very large audience shocked of watchers.
Jason, not having looked up at the stage, took advantage of the moment himself, and kissed Carly, firmly and passionately.
When he finally pulled away, several moments later, the only word that Carly could manage to filter through her brain was a dreamy, "Wow."
Eventually she wobbly turned back to the stage, if only to see what practically everyone in the club was gaping at. To her horror, it was Lucky and Emily . . . still kissing or better put, attempting to swallow each other's tongues. She glanced down at her Cartier watch and saw it was six minutes after midnight.
Sighing, she turned to Jason, who was still gazing down at her, looking prime to kiss some more, "I'll be right back, I have to go break up my cousin and your sister before they start to procreate on the stage in front of the drunken masses."
Jason, jerked his head up towards the stage to see his beloved sister, single-mindedly making out with Lucky Spencer. Her hands were all over the place . . . places they didn't belong . . . . Carly rushed up to the stage, right then and there thank fully pulling them apart.
"Lucky, you've gathered quite an audience with that last show." Carly pointed out, unknowingly giving them a smirk identical to Luke's own.
"What do you mean?" Lucky queried unknowingly.
"My dear cousin, you were playing tonsil hockey for over seven minutes, on a stage in front a large crowd of drunken celebrators."
Lucky and Emily look around with wide shocked eyes, and turned bright red with embarrassment.
"Um, we kind of got caught up in the moment." Emily squeaked out hoping that no one really noticed.
Trying to take the focus off of Emily, Lucky attempted to distract Carly, "Hey, Carly, why don't you sing a song."
"I can't sing."
"Yes you can, you're a Spencer, besides I've heard you, you've got a great voice."
Lucky's Spencer charm talks her into it after a few minutes of arguing.
"Damn Lucky, I don't want to!"
"But Carly, you'll be great!"
Carly stayed silent for a moment, then another smirk forms on her face, "And I can sing any song I want?"
"Sure!"
"I'll need some back up singers . . . ."
Emily and Lucky exchange a look, then turn to Carly, "Just what exactly are you planning Cous?"
A few minutes later
Lucky took the mike to introduce her, "Alright ladies and gentlemen, we've got a real treat for you. The manager of this fine establishment, and my cousin, has agreed to sing us a song, so put your hands together for . . . Carly Benson Spencer!"
The stage was lit with a several gel lights in blue reds and a few spot lights. Carly was standing in front of the lead microphone, to the side, Emily, and the bands female locals were lined up for back up.
A heavy base beat began and those familiar with alternative music, or just the music of Garbage immediately recognized the song from the beginnings, which started with the back up doing Oah and Aahs . . .
Carly looked for Jason, who'd she'd chosen this song for. She needed to express finally the feelings in her heart she'd felt so long, to explain how things were. She quickly found him and their eyes locked, then she started to sing the slightly disturbing song (to the older members of the audience.)
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(Oh oh, Ah, ahh.... Oh oh, Ah, ahh....
Oh oh, Ah, ahh... Oh oh Ah, ahh.....)
I would die for you
I would die for you
I've been dying just to feel you by my side
To know that you're mine
I will cry for you
I will cry for you
I will wash away your pain with all my tears
And drown your fear
(Aaaaaahhhhhhhhh Aaaaahhhhhhhh
Aaaahhhhhhhh Oooaaahhaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh)
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The younger members the audience got right into the song, some recognizing it from the Romeo and Juliet soundtrack, others just appreciating it for what it was, a great song, especially when sung by someone with the right smoky voice and the right amount of pain to back it up. The mystical quality of the music pulled you into the song and the hurt in the tone of the person singing it just held the audience there. Any girl who'd crushed, or loved a guy who did not, or could not return her feelings knew exactly what the lyrics were saying.
It was the type of song that made you want to scream, cry and tugged at your heartstrings all at the same time.
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I will pray for you
I will pray for you
I will sell my soul for something pure and true
Someone like you
See your face every place that I walk in
Hear your voice every time that I'm talking
You will believe in me
And I will never be ignored
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The X and Y generation began grinding to the beat of the song, while the older ones knowing they were too old for bumping and grinding (thankfully for the minds and sights of the young ones) clapped along to the beat, and swayed in time to the music.
Courtney and Eve were watching their friend closely, they for one knowing that there was more going on then met the eye. They knew exactly what this song was about, whose relationship Carly was singing about. Neither one was sure whether she was just getting some things off her chest, or if their friend was trying to send a message to that some one in particular. But they were both watching that certain someone, and the man in question's expression never wavered, as usual, but his stare never strayed from Carly.
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I will burn for you
Feel pain for you
I will twist the knife and bleed my aching heart
I'll tear it apart
I will lie for you
Beg and steal for you
I will crawl on hands and knees until you see
You're just like me…
Violate all my love that I'm missing
Throw away all the pain that I'm living
You will believe in me
And I can never be ignored
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Lucky had to admit as he played his guitar and truly listened to the lyrics for the first time, that the song really sounded as if it had been written for his cousin. Like it was about her relationship with Jason, and if that dolt didn't get the message after this, Lucky was going to definitely have to finally step in and do something, because he couldn't stand to see his cousin so miserable. Heck, he'd get his father involved if that was what it took, and his father would hate that, but anything, was better than watching Jason and Carly dance around each other for any longer. Five years was long enough.
Emily could see her boyfriend was planning something, and from the looks of directions his gazes were going, it was about Jason and Carly. Emily wasn't quite sure how she felt about that. She thought this was something best left up to destiny, not Lucky Spencer and one of his crazy schemes. Something told her she was going to have to reign him in before he did something stupid and embarrassing. The situation was one that needed to be handled by Jason and Carly alone, and she'd make sure it stayed that way, even if she had to distract Lucky for several hours at a time . . . . .
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I would die for you
(Aaaahhhhhhh)
I would kill for you
(Aaaahhhhhhhh)
I will steal for you
(Oaaahhhhh)
I'd do time for you
(Ooaaahhhhaahh)
I would wait for you
(Ooaaahhhhaahh)
I'd make room for you
(Ooaaahhhhaahh)
I'd sail ships for you
(Oohhaaaaahhhhooohhh)
To be close to you
(Oohaaahhhhaahh)
To be a part of you
(Ooaaahhhhaahh)
'Cause I believe in you
(OoohOhhaaaahhahhh)
I believe in you
I would die for you
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Everyone in the club was applauding wildly, some whistling, but Carly's soul focus was Jason, who just stared soulfully back into her eyes, a fire burning behind his lowered lids.
Carly leisurely went down the stairs off the stage, single minded in her pursuit of Jason, Lucky ran after her.
"Cous, you were amazing. Hey, I know that this may seem like a stupid idea . . . but do you mind if we have like an open mike for a while. The band and I need a break, and well, I think that it's a great idea."
Carly paused for half a second to consider it, then gave in to his puppy dog eyes, not wanting to waste any more time than she had to talking to Lucky, plus they had been on since the club opened that night. However, in those few moments Lucky had talked to her, Carly lost sight of Jason in the crowd.
Ned sang a song, then Dara, Emily, Lucky, Ned again. Then a few other people went up.
Nikolas and his girlfriend Cara were listening to all the people sing, sometimes dancing, at times just hanging out in a corner as close as possible touching each other when possible. Nikolas remembered when Cara sang for him a few times, mostly it had been along with the radio or something, but she had been really good.
"Cara, why don't you go up and sing?" Nikolas encouraged.
"I'm really not good enough." She answered bashfully.
"You are an amazing singer. And I am not just saying that because you are my girlfriend."
Cara frowned, "Well, what would I sing if I did go up?"
"Why don't you sing that one song you sang last time you sang for me? The one you're constantly listening to in the car." Nikolas suggested.
"You really think I'm good?" She asked one last time, absolutely terrified of humiliating herself in front of a club full of people.
"You're one of the best I've ever heard . . . . Besides, most of the people in here are totally smashed, they probably won't remember what's happened in the past couple hours anyway."
Cara laughed, and relented, having to admit that Nikolas was probably right. So Nikolas talked to Lucky, who was more than happy to let his brother's girlfriend take a turn, and before Cara knew it, she was up on stage.
The audience was very pleased to hear the familiar beginning cords of a slow song, which brought back memories of recent years.
Cara gripped the microphone tightly, taking a deep shuddering breath, closed her eyes, and launched into the unhurried melodious lyrics, which she'd found to some up so many things in her life, so many times.
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I will remember you
Will you remember me?
Don't let your life pass you by
Weep not for the memories
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Couples slowly drifted out to the dance floor, many having taken a break during the many fast paced songs of the past hour to get drinks or something to eat.
Husbands and wives, engaged couples, partners of all sorts, were pressed closely against one another, gazing into their lover's eyes, thankful for the time they were being allowed to have together, to be in love.
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Remember the good times
That we had
Let them slip away from us
When things got bad
Clearly I first saw you
Smiling in the sun
Wanna feel your warmth upon me
I want to be the one
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Lucky and Emily danced, arms wrapped tightly around one another, savoring the short time they were being allowed to dance together on this holiday and enjoy each other's company. They're foreheads were lightly touching as they sought to make as much contact as possible, though Emily's head eventually slipped to rest on Lucky's shoulder.
Ned and Lois were dancing nearby, though they were putting a few more moves into their slow dance, a few spins and what not. But they still always ended up with Lois firmly encased Ned's arms, and very glad to be there. They both kept flashing their dimples at each other, and stealing kisses in-between spins. It was obvious to anyone watching that Brook Lynn didn't have to worry about being an only child for too much longer if they kept it up.
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I will remember you
Will you remember me?
Don't let your life pass you by
Weep not for the memories
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Frank and Courtney were savoring what they knew was going to be their last dance for a very long time. Their baby was due at any time, and as soon as it came, there was going to be no getting out of the house for a very long time, at least not for several months. And while there might be more songs that night, they were done, Courtney was just carrying around too much extra weight to last any longer, even with resting and putting her feet up.
Scott and Eve on the other hand were just enjoying the dance for what it was, a beautiful moment, without a child, before they have another child to worry about, where they could express their love without having to worry about young prying eyes. It was about being up past nine-thirty on a week night, and not having to worry about who was waking up Serena in the morning to get her ready for school. Or if they were playing the music too loud and if it was going to wake her. It was relaxing, perfect, and magical. And though they knew the night would end eventually . . . it wasn't over yet and they were together, and that was all that mattered.
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I'm so tired
That I can't sleep
Standing on the edge
Of something much too deep
It's funny how I feel so much
Yet cannot say a word
We are screaming inside
Oh we can't be heard
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Carly watched the couples dance wistfully, wishing she was out there, when she felt a tap on her shoulder. Spinning around, she found Jason behind her. He raised an eyebrow at her, and then held out his hand.
Carly's heart thumped wildly in her chest as she took his hand and he swept her out onto the dance floor. And once there, as they always had, the two danced effortlessly together, in perfect sync. Carly didn't know why she felt a bit surprised she and Jason still danced together the same way, dancing had always been their thing, it was what had first brought them together, but she couldn't even remember the last time the two had danced.
Looking up at him she smiled, "Aren't we skipping a step?"
Jason raised an eyebrow in question.
Carly smirked, "A game a dance, that was the deal, remember?."
"This one's on me." He informed her, his eyes still burning with same desire she'd noticed earlier.
Carly felt the flame within her ignite again, she nodded, not being able to speak, and just let him lead for once.
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I will remember you
Will you remember me?
Don't let your life pass you by
Weep not for the memories
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Karen and Joe were just holding each other tightly, swaying to the music, silly newly wed grins on their faces (hey, if they've been married in the past year, and they aren't pregnant, they're still going to have the grin on their face. TRUST ME, I've seen it too many times . . . .) Everything was just so great, they were together, their sister-in-law was about to have a baby, Karen's dad was now happily married too, to one of Joe's best friend's. Matt was pretty happy, ok yeah, he'd just broken up with someone, but he'd just bought the house, and he was achieving complete independence. The point was, for once in their life, everything was going good.
Kevin and Lucy slowly twirled around the floor, staring deeply into one another's souls. After what had seemed like ages, and many ups and downs, they were back together, where they could both honestly say, they really and truly belonged. They were each other's homes, they understood one another's quirks like no one else, and Sigmund had missed living with both his mommy and daddy . . . or so Lucy and Victor told Kevin. Anyway, in the end, things had worked out for the best, even though Lucy wasn't thrilled bout Kevin remaining friends with Eve . . . .
However this night was for new beginnings, and she was going to spend this night with her Doc. She also really and truly believed whoever someone spent bringing in New Years with, was whom they would be with in the coming year.
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So afraid to love you
More afraid to lose
Clinging to a past
That doesn't let me choose
Where once there was a darkness,
A deep and endless night
You gave me everything you had
Oh you gave me life
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Stefan and Laura were also out on the dance floor, staring into each other's eyes. Stefan was frowning through, concentrating on the words of the song.
"What's wrong Stefan, is something wrong?" Laura questioned, not knowing what he was doing.
"It is these, lyrics. They are very . . . relatable. They remind me of you, and just . . . everything."
"Yes, it is one of those songs. It tends to bring up memories and cause us to remember the loves we thought we lost. But remember what it says, remember the good times, don't let the rest of your life pass you by, dwelling on the past. Weep not for the memories. We're lucky, we're getting a second chance."
Stefan swallows the lump in his throat, that he would never ever admit to having had developed, "Yes Lasha, we are truly blessed." He replied, cupping her chin and giving her a soft tender kiss, "And I promise you we will not waste a moment of it." And with that, he swore not to dwell on the past any longer. Then he twirled Laura out, and back in again, causing her to softly laugh, and they began dancing again.
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I will remember you
Will you remember me?
Don't let your life pass you by
Weep not for the memories
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The song died out, and the audience was silent for a moment, most honestly caught up in reflections. Then realizing the song was over, and that the angelic voice was waiting, trembling for a response, the applause began, slowly at first, but growing quickly as people snapped out of their thoughts. There wasn't a pair of hands in the entire club that wasn't clapping. There were even a few wolf whistles.
This caused Cara to blush a deep crimson. She quickly got rid of the microphone and hurried off the stage back to Nikolas.
"I told you that you were an absolutely fantastic singer, and that you'd wow them." Nikolas complemented, spinning her around in his arms, giving her the tactile comfort she needed.
Cara was about to retort when Lois came charging up, almost literally dragging Ned with her.
"Oh-my-God. You are, just such an excellent singer!" Lois laid a hand on her chest, shaking her head in astonishment, as if not able to believe what she'd just experienced, "We were just, totally swept away by your performance up there . . . . Would you consider signing with our company?"
"I'm sorry, do I know you?" Cara was weary just listening to the outgoing woman with a Brooklyn accent, where did she get her energy? It was way past midnight . . . .
"Oh, sorry. I'm Lois Ashton, this is my husband Ned. We own L&B records."
Cara took a closer look at Ned and suddenly recognized him, "Oh my God, you are Eddie Maine!"
"Yeah." Ned put in, feeling a bit happier that a teenager would know who he was.
"My mother had all your albums." She gushed. (Honestly, I think I wrote this part right after watching Empire Records . . . . if you've seen the movie, you'll understand what happened . . . but it's just too cute to take out.)
Lois swiftly covered her mouth to keep herself from laughing at her husband's rapidly deflated ego, which, in her opinion, needed to be taken down a notch or two every now and then.
Cara also observed the dejected look on his face, so she hastily added, "I borrowed them all the time, I love your music too, really."
Nikolas knew that wasn't the least bit true, but was proud of his girlfriend's quick thinking, just to try and not hurt Ned's feelings.
"Anyway," Lois continued, not the least bit concerned about her husband's ego "would you like to come down to our offices and work out a deal with us? I know that your CD's would sell fast, your beautiful and you have a terrific voice and . . . "
Cara cut her off, "I have to think about it. I might come down later this week to discuss it."
As Ned pulled Lois away from the young couple, they could hear Ned whisper to Lois, "You scared her to death you know."
Having stayed far past her usual quitting time, and seeing as a lot of the partiers had left, Carly and Jason decided that it was time for them to go home. Carly tossed the keys to Lucky and ordered him to close up. He nodded, and knew that it would be on his head if things weren't perfect in the morning.
Four minutes later
In the Limo
Jason and Carly were sitting next to each other in the limo, desperately wanting the person sitting next to them, but terrified their feelings weren't returned.
The strain between them was mounting, and the two were growing restless, their restlessness, gave way to arguing when Carly mentioned that she had let Sly baby-sit Michael for the night, which Jason hadn't known as he hadn't had time to stop by the Penthouse yet.
"You let him watch our son?! How do you even know he's responsible enough to do so?!" Jason yelled, losing his temper, a feat, which could pretty much only accomplishable by one Carly Spencer.
"Because he's family Jason." Carly explained calmly, "Besides, Liz is there with him."
"His girlfriend is there?" Jason asked unbelievingly, in his mind the situation just getting worse.
"Yes, the two are there together, alone. But they promised to be on their best behavior. I trust them! I thought that you trusted me to look after the well being of our son!" Carly screamed, tears were running down her face, hurt.
Jason couldn't stand to see her cry, or bare to think that he was the one who was responsible for putting there, so he hugged her.
"I'm sorry Carly for yelling." Jason apologized.
They gazed into each other's eyes and the sexual tension in the limo rose instantly skyrocketed. Neither Jason nor Carly could take it any longer, and they dove at each other and started kissing passionately. Carly moved over and straddled Jason's lap, her skirt sliding up legs. Jason's hand went under her skirt and started caressing and gently squeezing her thigh. As his hand went up higher, he discovered she wasn't wearing any panties, and groaned against her lips.
"Carly, no panties?" He moaned.
"Panty lines (pant) ruin the line (pant) of the (pant) dress." She gasped out as he began attacking her neck.
Growling, he pushed her down on to the seat, and then no more words were said except for grunts, moans, and uncontrolled crying out of names.
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Please, I want replies, I know it sounds pathetic, but I live for feedback, good or bad! I need to know what you think so I know where to go with this.
Music used in this chapter:
Rainy Day By 10000 Maniacs#1 Crush Garbage
I Will Remember You Sarah McLachlan
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