A new face after the race

Chapter 61

Emily dozed until the next morning and woke up especially agitated and irritated as she found she had no clue where she was. She leaned up and groaned as the attempt to gather her surroundings was unsuccessful.

She felt like she couldn't move that she was stuck in the same position, everything didn't hurt, and it was just…numb. She looked up at the ceiling and walls and found her worst fear, not again, she groaned again and closed her eyes, placing her hands over her face as well.

Not again, no more hospitals, she felt like screaming but found she didn't quite have the strength to do so. From what she remembered about before she got here she felt pretty bad, but now she felt a little better, not great, but better which said a lot. She wondered what happened to make her that way.

Slowly she regained her mobility to move her limbs and leaned up on the pillows and studied this particular hospital room. It was as all hospital rooms, white with a night table and all the right equipment and a couple chairs for visitors to sit.

She lay back on the pillows and only wished to disappear. She closed her eyes and saw if she could sleep some more. She found she probably had the ability to do so, but a part of her wouldn't follow the other's steps.

So she woke again and concentrated to see why she was here. As always when she collapsed, everything was blacked out. She lay back on the pillows and took the top one and laid it over her face. She'd give anything to be healthy and normal, just for once.

She heard a creek, but was too busy being miserable to notice anything beyond her and how she felt. Lucky stood in the doorway and frowned slightly, closing the door behind him. "Emily?" He called to her but all he got was a silent murmur because the pillow.

Worried, Lucky walked over and took the pillow off Emily's face. Emily had heard his footsteps, but didn't care to face her boyfriend or anyone else for that matter anytime soon, but found her facing Lucky anyway.

"Emily, what's wrong?" Lucky asked and sat next to her on the bed but the only answer he got was the pillow taken back and a muffled "go away" as Emily placed it back over her face.

Lucky took it back and threw it across the room on the floor so that obstacle was gone, but only got served with another, the second pillow, in which also joined his identical twin on the floor across the room.

Then Emily was left with no physical fences or objects to keep from Lucky looking at her. Lucky took her face in his hands only to find her cheeks, she was crying. "Emily, what's wrong?" He asked sweetly, wiping the tears that fell from her beautiful brown eyes.

Emily made movements to wipe them herself but Lucky's rather large hands stopped them. She shook her head as much as she could. "Nothing." She insisted desperately but up this close she knew he would be able to tell it was a lie.

"Emily, don't lie to me, not after all that has happened." He looked at her with his blue eyes almost pleading for her to let him in but Emily only shook her head roughly hoping he would loosen his hold on her face. No such luck.

Lucky made it still again and made it so that their noses were touching, so Emily couldn't pull anymore stunts rather than punching him or something down that league, but he knew Emily wouldn't do that to him, not at the moment anyway.

"Emily, tell me what's wrong. I hate seeing you in so much pain; it tugs at my heart to see you like this." Lucky practically begged her. "Please, let me in; let me help as much as I can so I don't feel like a failure when it comes to making things better for you."

Emily sniffled and only let out more tears, before pushing him away and putting her knees up and laying her face on the folded tops, wrapping her arms around them to keep them steady.

Lucky barely heard her response, but heard Emily ask "What isn't wrong" nonetheless. Lucky sighed heavily but at least they were getting somewhere, Lucky thought. He didn't give up though, though she really did have a point there.

"Okay, so everything's wrong, so why won't you let me help you or at least try comforting you?" He asked her, considering him desperate at this point.

Then Emily said something he'd never thought he'd ever hear her say. "Because you hate me, can barely stand being in the same room without getting angry at me." She told him and told herself she deserved it at this point. Maybe it was time to let him go, away from her life that was full of unexplainable trouble that drove Lucky mad with worry.

Lucky wouldn't have been surprised if his jaw fell at her reply. He went to grab her hand, but she quickly pulled it away from his grasp. "Emily, I don't hate you, far from it. I love you so much and yes you do drive me nuts with all these hospitals and disappearance acts, but that doesn't turn my love into hate." Lucky struggled as to explain why he yelled at her earlier yesterday. "I was just so worried about you yesterday, more than I should be I know, but with your hit and run and then the warehouse falling on us, then with your mom being mentioned…its more than you can handle." Lucky reasoned.

"You can't help me with any of those things." Emily said choking on her tears that was flowing like a waterfall.

"No, I can't, but I can try and be there. Most wounds heal better when you talk about it." Lucky insisted, finding his eyes fill with tears also, but they didn't fall.

"Not this one, I tried with the psychiatrist two years ago, it didn't work, and it only made it worse." Emily responded unconvincingly.

"Emily…." Lucky searched for something to say. "Then tell me what I can do." He requested of her.

"Nothing, just leave me alone." Emily said, her tears choking her again.

"Emily, I can't do that, not when you're like this." Lucky responded sincerely. She was very unpredictable at the moment.

"Why not?" Emily finally looked up at him, asking him a question. "Because you don't trust me to do something crazy, disappear again?" She figured it out, and that happened to be the details of his feelings at the moment.

Lucky said nothing, just shook his head, not knowing what to do with her anymore. He just walked to the door, opened it and after one last long glance at Emily left. He closed the door and just slid down the wall, deciding to just sit on the tiled floor.

Jax found him there when he rounded the corner. "Lucky?" He asked, seeing if Lucky was awake, his eyes were closed.

Lucky opened his eyes. "What?" He asked with a sigh not bothering to hide his frustration and sadness for once.

"Are you all right?" Jax asked and decided to take a seat next to Lucky on the floor.

"Nope, not all right at all." He said without a care.

"Care to tell me why you are not all right?" Jax asked him, leaving the choice up to Lucky.

"Like you don't know Jax," Lucky replied vaguely, deciding to talk about it anyway, not like things could get any worse. "I don't know what to do with Emily anymore; every time I try to help she pushes me away. She's closed herself into this little box of misery and despair and here I am, her ever loving boyfriend, and I can't do anything." Lucky finished with a sigh, rubbing his temples.

Jax caught Lucky's tone. He was scared, scared of something. Not losing Emily, she's as ever dedicated to him as he is to her. Then it hit him. "Your scared Emily is going to lose it and end up like Brenda, aren't you?" Lucky must have seen how that screwed up Jason for quite a while, Jax figured.

"Yeah, I am." Lucky shared his worst fear with Jax.

Silence fell as that deep, dark truth was revealed and only was broken when the sound of heels came near them and stopped at where they were at. "Maybe she just needs a change of scenery." They suggested and both looked up to see a redhead with a bulging stomach.

Jax smiled at his wife and stood up. "That's not a bad idea; maybe she just needs some fresh air, a change of scenery." Jax proposed and Lucky shrugged, getting up from the floor.

"Not like I have anything to lose, do I?" Lucky asked hypothetically and turned around.

"Lucky," Skye called softly and he turned around but didn't put on a smile. "We decided to call our daughter Madison Paige, will you tell Emily that?" She asked, hoping that would help Emily at the moment.

Lucky said nothing but nodded his consent and entered Emily's room. Emily was curled up into a ball under the blankets, sleeping softly, or at least looked like she was. Lucky just went to the bed and shook her awake whether she was sleeping or not. "Emily, come on, get up." He advised her.

Emily grabbed the pillow and groaned in reply, opening her eyes slowly. "Why can't I just sleep instead?" She requested of him.

"Because," was the only answer he gave and scooped her up in his arms. "We're getting out of here." He reported and grabbed her possessions she had when coming here.

Emily laid her head on his shoulder. "Where are we going?" She asked him as she closed her eyes anyway.

"You'll find out." Lucky answered and struggled to open the door. He took her out of the hospital without anyone really noticing that she didn't sign any release papers. He brought her to the car, set her in the passenger seat and strapped her in before going to the driver's end.

By then she was fast asleep again as he drove to the airport, climbed onto Jax's plane and told the pilot to take them back to Port Charles. He had a surprise for Emily that he had wanted to show her for at least a week or more.

Emily slept through most the flight, only waking when they were preparing to land. "Hmm…" She asked into his lap where, Lucky laid her head to sleep. The whole while through the ride he had watched her sleep, touching her softly. It was becoming a past time for him, all these little moments that were starting to mean the world to him.

Emily opened her eyes to find herself once again in a strange place. She got up and rubbed her eyes. "Where are we?" She asked, completely lost.

"Port Charles," Lucky responded.

"Port Charles?" Emily asked, even more confused. "I thought I was in Salt Lake City…hey, where's my things?" She responded, panicking slightly.

"They're fine Emily, even the legal document you stole from Sonny where Carly signed off her rights to Morgan and Michael." Lucky reassured her.

Emily looked at him. "You know about that?" She asked him. She never told him of her plans to do that.

Lucky smiled and laughed slightly. "Yeah, I do. I was curious when you didn't tell the police of her interaction with the whole mark serial murderer thing, but when you disappeared, it all clicked." He explained how he figured it out. "That was a very stupid thing you did, blackmailing Carly like that, but also very smart and generous. You gave Carly a chance to pick between jail time or not and that is overly nice of you. I'd just sent her to prison." He told her, placing a lock of hair between her ears gently.

Emily smiled and hugged him and while they drove to Lucky's chosen destination, Emily explained the whole thing and gave Lucky a lot more reason to love her. She was loyal and selfless, very selfless. She wanted to save Morgan and Michael and Sonny, even though he might just deserve it after all he's done, the trial and the testimony. Lucky wouldn't have done that and he had to love how she faked that phone conversation so well. She must have been very convincing.

Emily watched the scenery as they drove past all the trees and houses and nature. It was very peaceful, exactly what she needed. "Where are we going?" She asked him again.

Lucky laughed and smiled, taking his eyes off the road just for a second to see her reaction when he said "You'll see."

Author's note: OOH…what's the surprise? Guess you'll find out next chapter, now won't you?