Nikolas turns around and faced the person whom had just entered the
conversation, and defensively scoffed, "Where the hell do you get off?"
Nikolas got up and pulled the person across the room so that I could have some alone time with my grandmother.
I froze.
My grandmother interrupts, "Is this true?"
I said it barely above a whisper, "Yes."
Audrey let out a sigh, "Are you sure?"
"Yes." I offered, louder this time.
"I'm assuming he doesn't know? Because once he does he is just going to up and leave. He's using you, just like when you were eighteen." She offered.
"He knows and he is still here . . . Jason has never once used me. He was shot and I was taking care of him. There was never a single kiss until I found Lucky and Sarah together. If anything, I used him." I offered, defensively.
She ignored what I said, "I don't want you anywhere near that young man. You could get hurt . . . or shot!"
"I don't need this, especially from you . . ."
As much as I love my grandmother I could not take her disapproval of my relationship with Jason any more. I got up and left, leaving Nikolas to fight my battle with Sarah because I was too tired to fight with her or anyone. I did not care what either of them thought. I just wish that they could be happy for me, or at least supportive, but apparently it was too much to ask for both of them.
Walking back to my studio my thoughts were interrupted, "Elizabeth?"
I turned, "Hey, Lucky."
"What happened?" He asked, worried.
I let out a sigh, "I had a fight with my grandmother."
"About Jason?" He asked
"Not you too . . ."
He looked me over for a moment before he began, "Is what Sarah told me true, are you pregnant?"
I almost smiled. It was nice to know that Lucky did not instantly jump to a conclusion and believe Sarah. It was nice to know that after everything we had been through that he still came to me and asked instead of believing that which others preached.
"Yes." I answered, honestly.
"You do not have to tell me if you do not want to, or do not feel comfortable, unless I *should* know . . . who is the father?"
"Jason." I said hesitantly, unsure of what his reaction might be.
He let out a sigh and then his eyes met mine, "Are you happy with him, Elizabeth? Honestly."
"Yes, I am." I offered.
He smiled, "I'm glad."
He looked away briefly and I could suddenly see that something was bothering him.
"Lucky, did something happen?" I asked, worried.
He motioned towards the bench and I sat down and he joined me.
"Whatever I had with Sarah is over."
I was relieved that he was away from my sister but at the same time I felt sorry knowing how he must be feeling.
"I hope it was not because of me." I offered, hesitantly.
He laughed slightly, "Actually, it was."
I tensed and he took notice, "Don't worry, it's not what you think."
I waited for him to continue and after a moment's pause he did.
"Sarah was upset that I didn't believe her right away. She made up something about Nikolas as well that I did not believe and she accused me of not trusting her at her word. I did not deny it and she left."
"I'm sorry." I offered, sincerely, putting a hand on top of his that rested on the bench between us.
"I'm not." He offered.
Startled, I met his eyes, "I realized a little while after our conversation at Kelly's that what I had with her would never be * real *. I was just trying to feel something and she gave me that but I realized that I was using her . . . even Sarah does not deserve that."
"You are too good for her, anyway." I offered.
He smiled, "Thanks."
For a moment we sat there in silence, both of us remembering that before we were ever together that we had been friends.
"Lucky, whatever happens, I want you to know that you'll always be my friend. If you ever need anything, I hope you know that you can come to me. I just want you to be happy."
He squeezed my hand and then let it go, "I've always known you'd be a wonderful mother, and soon you'll prove me right."
He stood up, "I'll see you later."
I smiled as I watched him walk away. No matter what happened I would always be sure of Lucky Spencer.
I got up and started walking towards my studio when I ran into just the man I was looking for.
"I was just heading back to my studio to see you." I offered.
He smiled, "You must be psychic, I just left to find you."
He looked over me concerned, "How was lunch with your grandmother?"
I let out a sigh. Was I that easy to read? I sat down on the bench and he followed suit.
"It didn't go as good as I would have hoped . . . I did not get the chance to tell her. Sarah came in and blurted it out and of course she took it at face value and would not listen to what I had to say . . ." I sighed, letting my face fall into my hands.
Jason put a comforting hand on my back and slowly rubbed circles, "I'm sorry."
I leaned back and met his eyes, "It is not your fault, Jason. I just wish that she would listen. It took so long for her and I to connect . . . I thought that she would understand and accept it without passing judgment. Maybe I judged her wrong . . ."
"Give her some time, Elizabeth. You said it took a while before for her to change her ways. Don't give up on her so easily, give her a chance."
It amazed me that Jason could understand my grandmother when she dismissed him so easily. I allowed myself to lean against him and he wrapped an arm around me delicately. His hand lay gently on my stomach.
"I scheduled an appointment with Dr. Meadows today. I hope you don't mind. We can change it if your not ready . . ." He offered.
I smiled, "You read my mind."
He leaned down and lightly kissed my forehead. I leaned my head up and our lips met softly. At first the kiss was slow but soon I felt his hand on my cheek as my neck leaned further back and our kiss deepened. I took one free hand and placed it on the back of his neck. The other I allowed under his jacket and around his waist.
Our kissed deepened but unfortunately was interrupted, "Oh God."
Startled we both pulled away. Jason turn to face her as I hid my crimson stained cheeks against his chest.
"Carly, don't start . . ."
She scoffed, "Please don't tell me you and little Miss Virgin here are actually an item."
"Carly," He started, then let out a sigh, "That's enough."
"It'll be enough when you finally see through her whole act and realize that she's some whiney little twit that is using-"
He stood up, leaving me alone on the bench, "For the last time, Carly, leave-"
"Jase, when are ya gonna see that she is using you?" Carly offered and I stood up next to Jason.
"Carly, who I am with does not concern you. Leave."
"She's just gonna use you like she did before and run back to Lucky when she gets scared." Carly scoffed.
He took a few steps towards her, "Shut up, Carly! When will you learn to stop running your mouth? I don't care what you think of Elizabeth, Carly. I want to be with her and nothing you could-or will-say will change that. Now shut your mouth or the next time you call me to clean up one of your messes, I won't."
"But Jase-"
He gave her a look and she froze. Carly was speechless, which is a first since the entire time I've known her. She glared at me and walked off.
Jason turned back to me and looked me over as if surveying me for damage. He found none and seemed satisfied.
"Are you ready to see Dr. Meadows?" He asked.
I smiled and he wrapped an arm gently around my waist and we started the walk towards General Hospital.
~*~*~*~
"Miss Webber?" The nurse called, drawing my attention away from Jason.
"Yes?"
"Dr. Meadows is ready for you."
Jason and I both got up and followed the nurse to the examination room. She looked over the file, "This is your first pregnancy?"
"Yes." I answered.
She marked something down in the chart and then set it down, "She'll be with you in a moment."
She opened a drawer and pulled out a paper gown. She held it out to me, "Put this on, opening in the front."
She left, leaving us alone in the room together.
Jason looked at me quizzically, "You want me to leave while you change?"
I almost laughed, "Aren't you modest . . . of course you don't have to leave. It's not like you haven't seen it all before."
He smiled.
I handed him the gown. He looked at me quizzically but I gave no indication of what I wanted him to do with it. He stood stolidly against the wall.
I pulled off my boots and then began to undo the buttons on my shirt. I feigned trouble and I watched as a smile lightly brushed his lips.
"Need some help?" He offered, playfully.
I smiled innocently and he set the paper gown down and crossed the room towards me. I let my hands drop to my side and he hesitantly approached the buttons. He slowly undid each one as I slyly lifted my arms and circled them around his waist. He stopped on the last button and let his eyes meet mine.
I looked at him innocently as if I had no idea what I was doing to him. Before anything could happen we were interrupted by a knock on the door.
"Miss Webber? Are you in the gown?"
Jason pulled away startled, as though he was a teenage boy caught with a girl in his parents bed.
"Just a second." I offered and quickly removed my shirt and jeans and put on the gown.
"Okay."
Dr. Meadows walked in just as Jason took his place leaning against one wall. She picked up the file and glanced over it.
"So, Elizabeth, this is your first pregnancy I see." She offered, candidly.
"Yes." I answered.
"Okay, well lets take a look. Just lay down and we'll see how the little one is doing."
I laid down and she stole a glance over at Jason, "I'm not going to bite."
She pulled a stool out and put it beside me. Jason cautiously walked over and sat down. I let my hand fall down and he took a hold of it and gave a reassuring squeeze.
Dr. Meadows spread the gown apart in the front and warned, "This is going to be a little cold."
She started to spread a cold clear gel on my stomach.
"Watch the screen." She instructed, and both and Jason and I turned towards the small display screen.
Suddenly and image appeared and she froze it on the screen.
"Everything looks good." She offered.
"Would you like a print out?" She asked.
Jason answered, "Yes."
"The copy comes out in the next room. I'll leave you two alone for a moment."
I could not take my eyes off the image on the screen. There was a little person inside of me. I did not even notice as Jason leaned forward. He planted a kiss on my forehead and I turned to face him.
"Imagine in a few months there will be this whole little person." I said, and could not help from smiling.
He smiled in return, "I cannot wait."
Nikolas got up and pulled the person across the room so that I could have some alone time with my grandmother.
I froze.
My grandmother interrupts, "Is this true?"
I said it barely above a whisper, "Yes."
Audrey let out a sigh, "Are you sure?"
"Yes." I offered, louder this time.
"I'm assuming he doesn't know? Because once he does he is just going to up and leave. He's using you, just like when you were eighteen." She offered.
"He knows and he is still here . . . Jason has never once used me. He was shot and I was taking care of him. There was never a single kiss until I found Lucky and Sarah together. If anything, I used him." I offered, defensively.
She ignored what I said, "I don't want you anywhere near that young man. You could get hurt . . . or shot!"
"I don't need this, especially from you . . ."
As much as I love my grandmother I could not take her disapproval of my relationship with Jason any more. I got up and left, leaving Nikolas to fight my battle with Sarah because I was too tired to fight with her or anyone. I did not care what either of them thought. I just wish that they could be happy for me, or at least supportive, but apparently it was too much to ask for both of them.
Walking back to my studio my thoughts were interrupted, "Elizabeth?"
I turned, "Hey, Lucky."
"What happened?" He asked, worried.
I let out a sigh, "I had a fight with my grandmother."
"About Jason?" He asked
"Not you too . . ."
He looked me over for a moment before he began, "Is what Sarah told me true, are you pregnant?"
I almost smiled. It was nice to know that Lucky did not instantly jump to a conclusion and believe Sarah. It was nice to know that after everything we had been through that he still came to me and asked instead of believing that which others preached.
"Yes." I answered, honestly.
"You do not have to tell me if you do not want to, or do not feel comfortable, unless I *should* know . . . who is the father?"
"Jason." I said hesitantly, unsure of what his reaction might be.
He let out a sigh and then his eyes met mine, "Are you happy with him, Elizabeth? Honestly."
"Yes, I am." I offered.
He smiled, "I'm glad."
He looked away briefly and I could suddenly see that something was bothering him.
"Lucky, did something happen?" I asked, worried.
He motioned towards the bench and I sat down and he joined me.
"Whatever I had with Sarah is over."
I was relieved that he was away from my sister but at the same time I felt sorry knowing how he must be feeling.
"I hope it was not because of me." I offered, hesitantly.
He laughed slightly, "Actually, it was."
I tensed and he took notice, "Don't worry, it's not what you think."
I waited for him to continue and after a moment's pause he did.
"Sarah was upset that I didn't believe her right away. She made up something about Nikolas as well that I did not believe and she accused me of not trusting her at her word. I did not deny it and she left."
"I'm sorry." I offered, sincerely, putting a hand on top of his that rested on the bench between us.
"I'm not." He offered.
Startled, I met his eyes, "I realized a little while after our conversation at Kelly's that what I had with her would never be * real *. I was just trying to feel something and she gave me that but I realized that I was using her . . . even Sarah does not deserve that."
"You are too good for her, anyway." I offered.
He smiled, "Thanks."
For a moment we sat there in silence, both of us remembering that before we were ever together that we had been friends.
"Lucky, whatever happens, I want you to know that you'll always be my friend. If you ever need anything, I hope you know that you can come to me. I just want you to be happy."
He squeezed my hand and then let it go, "I've always known you'd be a wonderful mother, and soon you'll prove me right."
He stood up, "I'll see you later."
I smiled as I watched him walk away. No matter what happened I would always be sure of Lucky Spencer.
I got up and started walking towards my studio when I ran into just the man I was looking for.
"I was just heading back to my studio to see you." I offered.
He smiled, "You must be psychic, I just left to find you."
He looked over me concerned, "How was lunch with your grandmother?"
I let out a sigh. Was I that easy to read? I sat down on the bench and he followed suit.
"It didn't go as good as I would have hoped . . . I did not get the chance to tell her. Sarah came in and blurted it out and of course she took it at face value and would not listen to what I had to say . . ." I sighed, letting my face fall into my hands.
Jason put a comforting hand on my back and slowly rubbed circles, "I'm sorry."
I leaned back and met his eyes, "It is not your fault, Jason. I just wish that she would listen. It took so long for her and I to connect . . . I thought that she would understand and accept it without passing judgment. Maybe I judged her wrong . . ."
"Give her some time, Elizabeth. You said it took a while before for her to change her ways. Don't give up on her so easily, give her a chance."
It amazed me that Jason could understand my grandmother when she dismissed him so easily. I allowed myself to lean against him and he wrapped an arm around me delicately. His hand lay gently on my stomach.
"I scheduled an appointment with Dr. Meadows today. I hope you don't mind. We can change it if your not ready . . ." He offered.
I smiled, "You read my mind."
He leaned down and lightly kissed my forehead. I leaned my head up and our lips met softly. At first the kiss was slow but soon I felt his hand on my cheek as my neck leaned further back and our kiss deepened. I took one free hand and placed it on the back of his neck. The other I allowed under his jacket and around his waist.
Our kissed deepened but unfortunately was interrupted, "Oh God."
Startled we both pulled away. Jason turn to face her as I hid my crimson stained cheeks against his chest.
"Carly, don't start . . ."
She scoffed, "Please don't tell me you and little Miss Virgin here are actually an item."
"Carly," He started, then let out a sigh, "That's enough."
"It'll be enough when you finally see through her whole act and realize that she's some whiney little twit that is using-"
He stood up, leaving me alone on the bench, "For the last time, Carly, leave-"
"Jase, when are ya gonna see that she is using you?" Carly offered and I stood up next to Jason.
"Carly, who I am with does not concern you. Leave."
"She's just gonna use you like she did before and run back to Lucky when she gets scared." Carly scoffed.
He took a few steps towards her, "Shut up, Carly! When will you learn to stop running your mouth? I don't care what you think of Elizabeth, Carly. I want to be with her and nothing you could-or will-say will change that. Now shut your mouth or the next time you call me to clean up one of your messes, I won't."
"But Jase-"
He gave her a look and she froze. Carly was speechless, which is a first since the entire time I've known her. She glared at me and walked off.
Jason turned back to me and looked me over as if surveying me for damage. He found none and seemed satisfied.
"Are you ready to see Dr. Meadows?" He asked.
I smiled and he wrapped an arm gently around my waist and we started the walk towards General Hospital.
~*~*~*~
"Miss Webber?" The nurse called, drawing my attention away from Jason.
"Yes?"
"Dr. Meadows is ready for you."
Jason and I both got up and followed the nurse to the examination room. She looked over the file, "This is your first pregnancy?"
"Yes." I answered.
She marked something down in the chart and then set it down, "She'll be with you in a moment."
She opened a drawer and pulled out a paper gown. She held it out to me, "Put this on, opening in the front."
She left, leaving us alone in the room together.
Jason looked at me quizzically, "You want me to leave while you change?"
I almost laughed, "Aren't you modest . . . of course you don't have to leave. It's not like you haven't seen it all before."
He smiled.
I handed him the gown. He looked at me quizzically but I gave no indication of what I wanted him to do with it. He stood stolidly against the wall.
I pulled off my boots and then began to undo the buttons on my shirt. I feigned trouble and I watched as a smile lightly brushed his lips.
"Need some help?" He offered, playfully.
I smiled innocently and he set the paper gown down and crossed the room towards me. I let my hands drop to my side and he hesitantly approached the buttons. He slowly undid each one as I slyly lifted my arms and circled them around his waist. He stopped on the last button and let his eyes meet mine.
I looked at him innocently as if I had no idea what I was doing to him. Before anything could happen we were interrupted by a knock on the door.
"Miss Webber? Are you in the gown?"
Jason pulled away startled, as though he was a teenage boy caught with a girl in his parents bed.
"Just a second." I offered and quickly removed my shirt and jeans and put on the gown.
"Okay."
Dr. Meadows walked in just as Jason took his place leaning against one wall. She picked up the file and glanced over it.
"So, Elizabeth, this is your first pregnancy I see." She offered, candidly.
"Yes." I answered.
"Okay, well lets take a look. Just lay down and we'll see how the little one is doing."
I laid down and she stole a glance over at Jason, "I'm not going to bite."
She pulled a stool out and put it beside me. Jason cautiously walked over and sat down. I let my hand fall down and he took a hold of it and gave a reassuring squeeze.
Dr. Meadows spread the gown apart in the front and warned, "This is going to be a little cold."
She started to spread a cold clear gel on my stomach.
"Watch the screen." She instructed, and both and Jason and I turned towards the small display screen.
Suddenly and image appeared and she froze it on the screen.
"Everything looks good." She offered.
"Would you like a print out?" She asked.
Jason answered, "Yes."
"The copy comes out in the next room. I'll leave you two alone for a moment."
I could not take my eyes off the image on the screen. There was a little person inside of me. I did not even notice as Jason leaned forward. He planted a kiss on my forehead and I turned to face him.
"Imagine in a few months there will be this whole little person." I said, and could not help from smiling.
He smiled in return, "I cannot wait."