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Author's notes: A lot of the characters on GH will be in this fic, if you don't see them right away give me time. I like fic's with a lot of characters in them, so that is how I write them.

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What If…

Chapter 1

~Jakes~

"Elizabeth." He whispered reaching out to touch her, to confirm that she was real.

"Whose Elizabeth? And Who are you?" she asked.

Lucky never heard her, in that instant before he touched her, his mind was wrenched back to a night two years ago.

~Lukes~

~April 13, 1999~

Lucky slammed the door of the club, and hurriedly tried to lock it.

"Come on Lucky its late, the Q's are going to go crazy if I'm not home soon."

"I still can't believe Luke let me help paint his club," Nikolas said with a shake of his head.

"Well he doesn't know you were helping. I'm going to wait and spring it on him, during fight." Lucky faced his brother with a grin.

"It will be worth his anger just to see Nikolas in clothes that are actually dirty and have paint on them. I have never seen you messed up or even dirty." Elizabeth said with a smile her hand tucked in Lucky's.

Nikolas frowned at that, "I am not a neat freak."

"Please you don't even let yourself get wrinkled if you can help it." Lucky retorted walking to Nikolas's jag.

"You make me sound anal or compulsive, just because I don't roll around in the dirt."

Ever the peacemaker Emily distracted Nikolas, by trying to get the car keys out of his hand.

"What are you doing?"

"I want to drive," Emily begged, "Come on its so late no one will be on the road. Let me drive. Please."

"If she's driving, I think I'll take the bus," Elizabeth said with a smile.

"That sounds like a much safer idea." Lucky said pulling Elizabeth into an embrace. He leaned close and kissed her, only dimly aware of the argument between Nikolas and Emily. "I love you." He said when he broke the kiss.

"I love you too, Lucky."

"Hey you two enough of that. Jeez you two do that too much anyway. You've been living together for months now, isn't the honeymoon period over by now?"

"Shut up Emily," Lucky growled, his eyes never leaving Elizabeth.

Elizabeth pulled back when she heard a muffled ring coming from her bag. "Hello"

"Hello darlin, can I speak with the cowboy?"

"Sure. Lucky it's your dad." Elizabeth said holding out her phone.

"Yeah dad?"

"Cowboy, I'm glad I caught you. I need you to bring the package behind the bar to the house tomorrow when you come for breakfast with the princess. I forgot it and I need it in the morning."

"Well…"

"Thanks Cowboy, see you tomorrow."

Lucky frowned closing the phone. His father would never change. He looked down into Elizabeth's worried eyes. "Everything's okay, he just wants me to bring something to the house tomorrow that he left here. Nikolas I need to go inside for a minute."

"Wait Lucky, I'll go. I need to go back inside anyway." Elizabeth said taking the keys from his hand.

"Why what do you need?"

"Lucky there are certain things even you can't do for me. A lot of water and cold air … I need to go inside." Elizabeth answered with a laugh.

"Okay the package is behind the bar." Lucky said with a smile tugging on her hair.

He watched her walk into the club, and then jogged over to the jag where Emily and Nicholas were waiting.

"Lucky, I hate that you two are going back to New York tomorrow."

"Em you know you can come see us anytime. In fact you already do. We're happy there, we don't want to stay here. Elizabeth's break is up tomorrow and I need to get back to work."

Emily pouted as she and Nikolas walked around to the driver's side of the car. "Work HA! You just want to keep Elizabeth to yourself."

"Jealous much Nikolas?" Lucky shot back needling his brother. "You see here, I got this great life in New York, a fabulous girl who loves me, a job, an apartment, and what does the prince have? A jag and a horse. What can I say, God loves us Spencers."

"Oh God you're right Emily, he is turning into Luke."

Lucky was opening his mouth to retort when he felt his body being jerked off of his feet and propelled forward in the air. He was dimly aware of Emily's scream as both her and Nikolas fell to the ground. Lucky collapsed on the hood of the jag.

He registered a loud sound, as he laid there on the hood, stunned, trying to catch his breath ,to figure out what had happened. It took only a second for her face to pop in his head. "Elizabeth." He choked out sliding off the car to stand shakily on his feet.

He turned and looked back at Luke's. His eyes registered the fact that Luke's was no longer there but his mind couldn't comprehend it. There was a raging inferno where his father's club should have been. There was another blast from the inferno and that noise broke through Lucky's paralysis. The numbness broke when the roar crashed into him. "Elizabeth" he screamed racing towards the fire.

He was tackled from behind only feet from the inferno. So close he could feel the flames trying to reach out and burn him where he lay. He felt someone dragging him back away from the fire, away from her. He fought wildly trying to break free, but he couldn't. Dazed he looked up into the ashen face of his brother "Let me go! Elizabeth is in there."

"It's too late Lucky, she's gone." Nikolas answered brokenly, "She's gone."

Lucky shook his head wrenching his eyes from Nicholas to focus on the inferno. He watched what was left of the roof collapse into the fire. "Elizabeth!" he screamed her name again, as he watched his life go up in flames."

~Jakes~

Lucky's hand reached out for Elizabeth and she took a step back peering intently at the man in front of her.

"My name is not Elizabeth." She answered him looking at the man. He was taller than her, with frosted blond hair. He has absolutely no color in his face, and his eyes were set off by the ashen look on his face. She felt her nerves jump when her eyes met his blue ones; she could see desperation in them, touched with a hint of madness as well. Involuntarily she took another step back away from that madness. Jason walked up behind her and she breathed easier.

"Elizabeth, are you really here?" Lucky managed to get out his hungry eyes drunk her in.

"Who?" She began.

"Lucky are you okay?" Jason broke in focusing on his old friend. He looked so haggard he barely recognized the boy he used to know in the man he saw before him.

Lucky didn't acknowledge him, he was afraid to take his eyes off of Elizabeth. She turned to look at Jason, and he reached out and grabbed her right wrist. He let out a frenzied laugh when he realized she was really here. He had touched her and she hadn't disappeared, like she had so many times in the past. She was real, she was flesh, and she had finally come back to him.

"Hey." She tried to pull her arm free of his grasp. But he had a viselike grip on her arm and refused to let go. "Let me go."

"Go!" He croaked, "You can't go, Elizabeth, you've finally come home, back to me. I'll never let you go."

Exasperated she tried to yank her hand out of his grasp. "Damn'it my name is not Elizabeth!"

Lucky recoiled at her words. He was staring at Elizabeth, he knew her better than anyone. He focused on her soft blue eyes, unmindful of the anger that was in them now. He saw her same petite body, and failed to notice the way she tried to get away from him. He recognized her sweet voice as the one that had haunted him for years, yet he didn't hear the temper in it now. It was true her hair was longer than he had ever seen it, but she was definitely his Elizabeth.

"What's the matter Elizabeth?" Lucky asked pulling her closer to him.

"Lucky! Elizabeth is dead. She is not Elizabeth." Jason began, "Her name is-"

"No! This is Elizabeth Webber. She is my girlfriend, my fiancé." He yelled quieting the bar with his vehemence, he focused his anger and confusion on Jason.

She twisted her arm trying to free it, but Lucky's grip tightened even further, she let out a small groan when the pain registered.

Jason's face was a cold mask when he heard her groan, "Lucky you need to let her go NOW." His voice was pure ice.

"Stay out of this Jason you don't understand. She's finally here." Lucky pulled on her arm trying to pull her into his embrace.

Jason stepped in between them and put his hand on Lucky's hand. "Let her go." Jason helped him along by grabbing his wrist, and applying pressure to it, forcing him to let her go. Finally free she stepped back and stood behind Jason, unconsciously rubbing her wrist.

Jason saw her actions out of the corner of his eye, his never left Lucky's as Lucky stepped up, to reach after her. "Lucky you need to back off. This is not Elizabeth Webber. Her name is Rory Nichols."

Lucky's confusion was evident he brought his attention back to Jason. He shook his head slightly, trying to shake off Jason's words. "Yes Lucky, her name is Rory, she's with me." His voice hardened and he caught Lucky's eyes, he gave him a cold look, "She is with me," he repeated. His tone lowered and the look he gave Lucky conveyed his meaning the he wouldn't let Lucky near her again.

"Jason, maybe I should go upstairs, while you calm him down." Rory offered quietly, she wanted to get away from the stranger. She noticed that he focused on her again as soon as she spoke. His stare was making her nervous.

Jason nodded slowly, his eyes not leaving Lucky's, he dug the key out of his pocket, "Last door on the right."

Rory took the key and moved around the men towards the bar, where Jake had stashed her bags. She felt Lucky's eyes on her the whole time.

Lucky's confusion broke when he saw her head to the stairs. "No!" he cried and lunged towards her, to stop her.

Jason intercepted him, stopping him and shoving him roughly away, "Leave Now."

A haze enveloped Lucky, all he knew was Jason was keeping him from Elizabeth. Angered he charged Jason, ramming his shoulder into Jason's waist driving them both back until Jason's butt hit the pool table. Jason groaned when he was caught between Lucky's weight and the solidness of the pool table.

Lucky was swinging wildly, and Jason's temper sizzled, he executed a jab into Lucky's unprotected gut. Lucky's breath whooshed out in a rush. Lucky was in a frenzy, but he was no match for the lethalness Jason possessed during a fight.

Lucky's fist grazed Jason's face, and Jason pulled back and delivered a right to Lucky's face, sending the man crashing into a table and continuing to the ground. Lucky collapsed on the bar floor gasping for breath, and Jason moved to stand over him, at the same time that Nikolas Cassadine entered the bar.

"Lucky stay down." Jason ordered.

Instinct developed over the years kicked in, Jason pivoted at the last second to meet Nikolas's charge. He grunted when he felt himself being driven back into the damn pool table again.

"Lucky!" Emily cried following Nikolas into the bar, her eyes moved to where Nikolas was now fighting with a man, she couldn't really see. "Jason." She whispered recognizing her brother, when his head was forcibly turned towards her by Nikolas's fist when it connected with his jaw. She came to a stop beside Rory trying to understand the scene before her.

Rory dropped her bags when she saw Lucky rise, and head over to where Jason was still fighting with the other man. She saw that Jason was oblivious to Lucky's approach. She ran over and placed herself between Jason and Lucky.

Lucky's anger lessoned when he recognized her, his angel was standing before him again, "Elizabe…" he broke off when Rory brought up her fist and slammed it into his still tender gut.

Lucky doubled over gasping for breath, he peered up at Elizabeth just as she swung again catching him across his jaw, and knocking him from his feet. His head hit the pool table, and her face was the last thing he saw before he blacked out.

"My name is not Elizabeth."