Chapter Two
Theresa got off work at the PCPD just as Lucky went off duty. Usually he didn't get off duty so soon, but Nik and Emily were holding a dinner party that night and Mac had agreed to give him the night off.
"Hey Resa. How did your first day go?" he asked as they walked out together.
"Relatively smooth. The only problem was the DA. He really got on my nerves," Theresa said.
"Scott Baldwin gets on everyone's nerves. That's just the way he is. His most important mission is to put my father in jail right now," Lucky said.
"He'll never get your father, no matter how he tries," Theresa said.
"I know. Dad's still to sharp for that. Do you have any plans for tonight?"
"Why?" Theresa asked.
"Nik and Emily are having a dinner party tonight at Wyndemere and I am sure they would love to see you," Lucky said with a smile.
"I would love to see them. I will definitely go with you," Theresa said with a smile on her face.
"Where could she be?" Fox asked as he paced the living room of the Crane Mansion.
"I don't know, Fox. Calm down. We'll find her," Ethan said from the couch.
"Fox, sit down, please. All the pacing won't help find her," Gwen said from her chair. "Did you try her cell phone?"
"No. She left that at the house," Fox said, continuing to pace.
"Son, sit down," Julian said from his chair. "All this pacing is not doing you any good."
Fox sat down begrudgingly beside his half-brother. He ran his hands through his hair. "What if we never find her?"
"We will find her. We will do what it takes to find her. And we will never stop looking for her," Alistair said from the desk chair. "We will never stop looking for her."
Fox nodded at his grandfather's words. But they gave him little comfort. His fear of never finding Theresa stuck with him.
Later that night, Fox lay in his bed staring at the ceiling thinking about his fight with Theresa. The very fight that made her leave town. Tears filled his eyes and quickly spilled over. I'm sorry, Theresa. Please come home, he thought as he cried.
Theresa and Lucky laughed as they both walked up the stairs to their rooms. The dinner party had been wonderful. Emily and Theresa had gotten into it with tales about Emily's family and the Cranes. They had laughed almost the entire time.
Theresa had also spoken to Alexis about the battle for Little Ethan. Alexis understood the situation and took on Theresa's case. Alexis wasn't going to let another family take away Theresa's child like Ned and the Quartermaines tried to do to her.
Now the night was winding down as the two good friends came to their rooms, both of them still slightly laughing.
"Man, I haven't laughed like that in a long time," Theresa said as she calmed down.
"I'm sure. And the best part of the night was when you slugged Helena," Lucky said with a smile.
"The old witch deserved it. And plus, I've messed with worse than her," Theresa said.
"Yea. I guess going up against Alistair and Rebecca prepares you for a situation like this," Lucky said.
Theresa yawned. "I'm tired, but I still need to call my mom."
"Call Pilar in the morning. Get some sleep," Lucky said as he unlocked his door.
"OK. See you at work," Theresa said before both of them entered their rooms. Theresa went over and flopped down on her bed with a sigh. She hadn't been in Port Charles for a full day and yet it already felt like home. All she needed here was her friends and it made her feel so good.
She got up from the bed and walked over to the small stereo she had brought with her. She put in a tape that had on it a song that showed how she felt about Port Charles. She always had great memories of this place and it always felt like home.
She pressed the play button and the familiar melody filled the room as she got ready for bed.
Home
The child in my eyes
Stares sometimes
When I was so much younger
Home
A place in the sun
Where memories run
I close my eyes and there I am
Home
The love remains
Through all the years
Through all the change
The sweetest dreams
I've ever known
Are those of you
And those of home
Over in his room, Lucky heard the song Theresa was playing and it was music to his ears. He had always seen that Theresa had always felt comfortable here and he could tell that she now felt that Port Charles was her new home.
Time
The turn on a page
The love someone needs
When we were there together
Steal where ever I go
Deep in my soul
A part of me is always there
Home
The love remains
Through all the years
Through all the change
The sweetest dreams
I've ever known
Are those of you
And those of home
When you smile
And hold me in your arms
Sometimes for the moment
I'm that child again
Home
The love remains
Through all the years
Through all the change
The sweetest dreams
I've ever known
Are those of you
And those of home
Are those of you
And those of home
(Home by Tiffany)
At the end of the song, Theresa shut off the player and shut off her light and crawled into her bed with dreams of her new life floating in her head.
In his room, Lucky fell asleep, happy that his best friend was happy in her new home.
The next morning Theresa rose from her bed and got dressed and ready for another day at the PCPD. Today she wanted to look as professional as possible. She put on a peach satin blouse, a gray skirt, and a matching gray blazer. She then placed her hair in a tight bun and put some light make-up on her face.
She headed downstairs and noticed Elizabeth and Ric sitting at a table enjoying their breakfast. "Hey Liz, Ric. Good morning."
Liz smiled. "Hey Theresa. Looking good, girl," she said before she rose and hugged her good friend.
"Theresa, are you liking your job at the PCPD?" Ric asked her.
"Yeah, I like what I'm doing. Although Scott gets on my nerves," Theresa said with a sigh.
"Scott Baldwin gets on everyone's nerves, including mine," Ric said. "I just try to ignore him."
"Oh, yeah. Ignore him when you're the receptionist. Not a chance. And the way he treats Lucky, ugh!" Theresa exclaimed.
"Baldwin has a vendetta against Lucky's father for some reason," Ric said.
"It's a renewed grudge from 20 years ago, right, Liz?" Theresa asked her good friend.
"Right. But it's Scott's own fault. If he hadn't helped Laura's adoptive father Rick Webber hide the fact that she killed his mistress, she would've never gone crazy and wouldn't be catatonic right now," Liz said.
"True. Although I'd place part of the blame for than on Helena. I wouldn't put it past her to have programmed Laura to go crazy when that secret was revealed," Theresa said.
"I wouldn't put it past her either. Emily told me what you did last night. You really put her in her place," Liz said.
"She deserved it. She needs to leave Nik and Emily alone. I told her that and she wouldn't listen, so I slugged the old bitch. I'm sure she's got a nice bruise from it," Theresa said.
Ric laughed. "Wait until Scott hears that. He'll be so afraid of Theresa that he'll actually not get on her nerves," he said to his wife.
"Hope and pray that happens, right, Resa?" Liz asked.
"Yeah. But hopefully, he'll leave me alone today. The job is busy enough without Baldwin bugging me," Theresa said.
"Especially with the auction of the treasure coming up. Are you planning on coming, Theresa?" Rick asked her.
"Yeah, I need to get out and do something other than work. I have a few things to prove," Theresa said.
At that moment, Ric rose from the table. "I'd better get going. I'll see you later," he told Liz, kissing her on the cheek.
"Same here," Theresa said, taking a bag and a cup of coffee from a waitress. "I don't want to anger Mac in any way/"
"You've got it," Ric said before he and Theresa headed out the door and headed to work.
Alistair sat in his office talking on the phone, hiring more people to search for Theresa. Fox arrived within a few minutes.
Alistair took a good look at his grandson as he walked in. It looked as if Fox had hardly slept the night before. Alistair knew that with Theresa gone, Fox was crushed. That's when everyone knew that Fox truly loved Theresa and wouldn't rest until she was home with him again.
"Didn't sleep at all last night, did you, Nicholas?" Alistair asked as Fox slumped down in a chair.
"Not muich. Everytime I fell asleep, I dreamt about never finding Theresa," Fox said with a yawn.
"Fox, my grandson, we will find her. And we will not stop until we find her," Alistair said.
Both men got to work at their important mission. Their mission to find Theresa.