A new face after the race

Chapter 38

Lucky pulled out one of the chairs and sat in it, waiting for Liz to say what she had come here to say, whatever it was. He had to try to at least stall, because he still had work to do. Being absent this long didn't help him at all, though it was for a good reason, Emily.

"Elizabeth, can't this wait? I mean I really have to work, I'm seriously backed up." Lucky asked, though he knew what the answer will be.

Elizabeth eyes grew colder and she looked even angrier if that was possible. "No, this can't wait. This is very important, not that you seem to be caring very much!" Elizabeth said firmly, and probably would look threatening if he wasn't too busy and exhausted to notice.

"Then by all means, continue and have your say, so I can get back to work." Lucky motioned for her to continue as if carelessly, as if he hadn't already made that impression.

Elizabeth marched to the door, out of the chair and locked it. No one could bother them or pay witness to what she was going to say and do to Lucky. She went back to the desk and sat, staring as if Lucky was a bunch of bull.

"First of all, you won't be going back to work if what I say makes any contact to your small brain and if Emily means anything to you." Elizabeth started, hoping she was coming off like a bossy woman, because she wouldn't have no more of explaining and pull Lucky away from his cowardly ways. She had about quite enough of it.

"Emily? Is she okay?" Lucky's face showed concern, but she highly doubted it was real given the stuff he was pulling lately.

She marched up to him and spoke to his face, angrily. "Is she okay? Is she okay? No she's not okay! And you know why?" Elizabeth poked Lucky to get his attention. "You! You're the problem, again!" She made her point throwing her hands up in the air in frustration.

"Me?" Lucky asked confused. "What'd I do except all that stuff I pulled when she was dying?" Lucky was obviously blind to women's minds and how they work and feel.

Elizabeth would have to explain it! That just made her angrier. She wanted Lucky to think and figure it out on his own, but obviously that only makes it worse.

She got in his face again. "I'm not talking about reading her diary, destroying her room, finding her unwanted and hated father Lucky!" Elizabeth told him.

She stepped back seeing she had his full attention, about time. "This is about the now! Emily is angry about all that stuff, but the real thing that is bothering her? You keeping your distance."

Lucky got the confused look again. "I'm only doing that to help Emily get over it and see what she wants." He argued, not seeing the point of this rather angry conversation, which was turning into an argument between friends.

"That's the problem Lucky! You're giving her too much time to think. Woman's minds turn angrier and given the time Emily has had to 'think' about your actions, she's not very happy, in fact she's down right depressed." Elizabeth thought about throwing something or hitting him on the head, but didn't for Emily's sake. Lucky needed to be conscious and healthy for them both.

"Depressed?" Lucky said as if he doubted her words. "I've seen Emily many things, but not depressed. It isn't in her." Lucky was missing the fact that Emily was vulnerable and open for hurt, unable to put on her usual brave face because she was too weak to do so.

"News flash Lucky! She'd been hit by a car and was left to die! She is weak and vulnerable and needs a champion, a knight in shining armor to protect her. The point is she isn't herself! She's not as strong; she's fragile, easy to break." Elizabeth described how Emily was, in vivid detail, so nothing could be missed.

"Emily doesn't want to see me Elizabeth." Lucky argued. "She feels so betrayed by my acts! How do you think I feel?"

Elizabeth didn't account Lucky's point of view, but it was too late now. His views needed to be corrected. "I realize it hurts and I know Emily isn't very happy, but that doesn't mean you keep your distance! It's hurting you and especially Emily. She hates to be this weak; it isn't in her to be it, and her past taught that. She doesn't show it though because she thinks you'll be there to do that for her and then you run away and disappear days on end, and then there's no security, so she shuts down, letting in the hurt. It's the only thing keeping her alive!" Elizabeth argued, not caring whether Lucky catches that she knows Emily's past. It's not the issue here.

"Isn't she eating?" Lucky asked.

"What part of depressed don't you understand Lucky?" Elizabeth asked amazed at the bonehead he'd become. "They eat little. The doctor told me Emily only plays with the food that is delivered and then when his or a nurse's back is turned, she totally turns it away. You have any idea how hard it was to get Emily to sleep? She looks terrible Lucky, like a zombie." So Elizabeth was exaggerating a bit, but if it put Lucky in his place, so be it.

"That isn't good for Emily's already weak state." Lucky shook his head, in disappointment, concern, she didn't know.

"I know that! The doctor knows that! Everyone knows that!" Elizabeth shouted. She took a deep breath and got control of her emotions. She tried sounding more calm and collected, more of a help.

"Look Lucky, what I mean to say is that she needs you right now, as mad as she is at you, she needs to see you! Don't you realize that by avoiding her, you're making her, both of you, your relationship worse? By giving her the time she needs, she's isolating herself into her own emotions, which probably consist of misery and despair? God Lucky, she's a wreck without you." Elizabeth described the picture she saw, so much she could paint it if it wasn't so damned depressing, too depressing for her.

Lucky got up and went to the window. He looked back at her with an unreadable face. "Thanks Liz, I'll go see her, but I think it goes deeper. I think something else than me brought on her depression." He said cryptically.

Now Liz gave Lucky a confused look. "Something else? Lucky if you don't take responsibility for your own actions…" Elizabeth never finished, because Lucky interrupted her.

"I am Elizabeth, but I know Emily. She wouldn't go off like that just because me, I don't have that much control over Emily and her emotions!" Lucky replied. He spoke a few seconds later, with much grief and guilt. "I think she remembered." He frowned as if he was in pain.

"Remembered? What?" Elizabeth was lost once again.

"The accident, Elizabeth. She remembers that night, the night she was hit by the car." Lucky told her; firmly as if there was no way possible he could be lying or toying with her.

Elsewhere, in a happier office, Jax leaned back in his chair, a phone in hand.

"Skye for the last and final time, no!" Jax said into the phone, and on the other end was his wife. "I will not even consider if we have a boy or two Jack as a name."

Skye and he were talking names, and she openly suggested Jack, but Jasper would have nothing to do with it. It was too much of an inconvenience.

Skye sighed and let it go on the other end. "Okay, what about Alexander? Alex for short." She suggested.

Jax thought about it. Alexander Jacks, it didn't sound too bad, but it was far too popular for his liking. "Its better and its catchy, but it just seems too popular. I want a not so common name for our kids." Jax answered.

"I suppose your right, are you totally against a name that starts with J?" Skye asked, because she had a few written down.

"Yes, Skye, I will absolutely not have any J's." Jax said determined, not to do what his parents did.

"In that case, Jake won't work." Skye had started to like that name, but if Jax wanted no J's, so be it. "So if you're totally against J's and anything I suggest why don't you give some suggestions?" Skye said, turning the tables right from under him.

Jax thought about it. He was being picky, but this was his children's names. This would stick around them forever, or at least until they're eighteen and could legally change it.

"How about Derek?" He asked, but somehow knew how Skye would react.

"Derek! No, no child of mine will carry the name Derek; it's an absolutely negative name." Skye said snidely.

Jax laughed. Derek had been a bully during Skye's school days, which had only been picking on her because he liked her and her red hair. She would always deny it though. "Well, I tell you something we are obviously not getting anywhere with boys names, have any for if we have a girl or two?" Jax suggested they move on to the other gender, the other possibility.

Skye smiled brightly. "Well, not that you mention it…" Jax paled there. She obviously had lots, by the sound of her tone and answer. They would be here forever.

"No J's right?" Jax made sure, being stubborn with that again.

Skye scoffed on the other end and it echoed into his ears by the telephone. "No, those are crossed out; you've made your case pretty clear." Skye answered.

"Good, please continue then." Jax replied.

"Well, I have Alexa, Gabrielle, and Amber?" Skye chose three off her list and threw it at Jax.

"Gabrielle? No I don't think so." Jax disagreed with that one.

"It wasn't one of my favorites either, how about the other two?" Skye responded.

"Alexa is different, but I don't think it will work this time around. Amber, it's not bad, but it doesn't really sound right." Jax tried it, and found it was just as unsavory s the right time.

"I suppose your right, how about Susan or Stacy?" Skye asked.

"Susan, too old-fashioned, Stacy, nice name." Jax thought about it for a few seconds. "It's a possibility, don't cross it out." Jax didn't' promise anything, but they did need some options.

"Okay, what about a flower name? Like rose or lily, daisy?" Skye asked, not really considering it, but it could be nice to name a daughter or two after a flower.

"It's not all that bad, but I don't know, Skye." Jax said, unsure as of yet, it may grow on him. He tried a few suggestions himself. "Okay, hmm, Megan or Maria?" Jax asked, finding the names on a few employee's wife's' or daughters' names that was near.

Skye thought about it before answering. She wrote down Megan, but not Maria. "Megan isn't a bad idea, Maria, no, don't think so." Skye answered.

Jax shrugged indifferently. "Okay, let me think of a few more. Ashley, Vanessa, Brandy?" He picked names out of nowhere.

"Maybe Ashley and Vanessa." Skye gave in to those two, but knew they wouldn't be one of the most popular choices when it came to naming their children.

"Okay, that's enough names for today. I should be working anyway. Have to run a business, make sure its going smooth." Jax gave in to the paperwork on his desk, waiting to be looked at and read.

"Okay, I'll see you at home. When are you going to be home?" Skye asked, feeling now she could use a small nap, maybe a sandwich after, depends on the twins' appetites

"I should be home around five, depends on the amount of work I get done." Jax responded.

"Okay, don't bring it home. Bye, love you." Skye said good bye.

"Love you too." Jax smiled and hung up the phone. He set down to get some work done, so he could get home to Skye and his unborn children as soon as he could.

Just as he started, a knock sounded. He called for whoever it was to come in. Shyly, Elizabeth entered, not closing the doors.

Jax put on a smile again. "Elizabeth? What can I do for you?" He asked politely.

Elizabeth didn't return it. "Lucky told me to tell you that there was an emergency, and that he took off."

Jax took this as a sign, Emily. He wondered how long it would take before he went running back. "Did he say when he'd be back?" Jax asked, curiously.

Elizabeth shook her head. "No, he didn't." She was somber and he wanted to ask, but bit it back. He'd know in time.

"Okay, thanks." Jax said, and Elizabeth took this as a dismissal and left, closing the door behind her.

Author's note: Hey everyone, hope you liked the chapter. Reviews are always appreciated. Also, thanks to evil but friendly rival for helping me out when i had a few troubles in writing this chapter. As for questions on me updating an angel wronged, I started the next chapter, but I'm afraid I'm having a hard time actually writing it. I'm going to try this weekend to do so, but I can't promise anything. But because everyone is being so nice and patient, those who read this get a preview.

Next chapter on an angel wronged: Jason and Elizabeth interact with each other and a surprising get together.