"How did it go?"

Eugenia nearly jumped out of her skin at the unexpected hiss behind her. Kate didn't know how creepy she could be sometimes.

"Belle just showed up and I think she saw Lucas leave with Lea. She called someone."

"Perfect."

The older woman's voice was so sinister, she wondered for the hundredth time if perhaps getting mixed up with Kate Roberts was a mistake. The woman was diabolical in an almost unrealistic way. All she needed was a handlebar mustache, and then Snidley Whiplash move over.

"Eugenia?"

Blankly she looked up at her partner, unfortunately being pulled out of her intriguing imagination, "Huh?"

"Have you heard a word I've said? Oh, never mind, I don't care," roughly Kate grabbed her wrist and prepared to drag her away, "We need to get out of here before we're spotted."

"You mean I don't even get to watch the fireworks? What the hell kind of revenge is this, Kate?"

"The kind of revenge that is in no way connected to us! We can't stick around, it's too suspicious. Just be happy that we're bringing Sami's world down around her. She'll never know what hit her."

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Lea grunted as the guy she was leading down the hall leaned more and more weight on her. He was toasted, no matter how many time he kept saying it wasn't possible. Why, oh, why did she agree to do this again? Oh, yeah, more money than she'd ever seen in her life.

Thankfully the door they had told her to go to was unlocked and she didn't have much farther to go. There was no way she'd be able to carry all of his dead weight, and that's what he would be soon. He was too close to passing out as it was.

She dumped him on the messed up bed as soon as they came close enough and inspected the room. There was nothing very special about it. Just a motel room, like all the others she'd seen in her time. The bed was already messed up enough to make it look like they had done something, which meant less work for her.

First, she'd focus on the guy. With a put upon sigh, Lea struggled to arrange Lucas in the right position, which took quite some time as he was no help at all. All he seemed capable of doing was muttering on and on about some woman named Sami and how he had to get home.

She continued to ignore him and began to strip his clothes and throw them around haphazardly. It had to look like they'd been in a rush to get to the bed. All she had left to do was put on a little makeup to make herself look ravished and get into position.

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A cryptic conversation with her little sister had not been what she was expecting when the phone rang in the middle of the night. She hadn't thought that the night before her wedding she would be in a sleazy motel rescuing Belle from whatever trouble had occurred, but here she was.

Sami finally found Belle sitting on a couch in the lobby that could not have been sanitary, but she didn't think commenting on that would make much of a difference right now.

"Sweetie, what's wrong?"

She came to sit beside her sister, grateful for the fabric of her jeans that came between herself and the material of the grungy furniture. Her sister looked terrified as soon as she heard her voice. She had thought that maybe Belle had had a bit of an overreaction to something, but now she was really concerned.

"Are you hurt? What happened?"

"Oh, Sami, I don't think I can tell you this."

"You can tell me anything, Belle. Did someone hurt you?"

"No, no, it's not me."

Belle bit her bottom lip, a habit that she shared with her older sister. This was too hard; she didn't want to do this. Sami deserved to be happy, why did she have to be the one to ruin it? She could feel herself shaking and felt like she was on the verge of tears. She could only imagine how devastating this was going to be.

"Tell me what's going on. You're starting to scare me, Belle."

"I…I saw, oh god, this is so hard."

"What did you see?"

A thousand different scenarios were playing around in Sami's head. Maybe she saw, John and Kate getting it on. That would definitely be horrifying.

"Sami, I… I saw Lucas with…he was with another woman."'

Shock. Disbelief. Horror. Fear. Anger. Those were just a few emotions that Belle could detect on her sister's face. Silently, she prayed that the anger would not be directed to her. She knew what her sister was like and she did not want to take the brunt of her fury.

Sami felt a whole new kind of rage at what Belle was implying. Lucas would not do that. He just wouldn't. There was no way. It was NOT possible. Just the thought of… no, Belle was lying. Why would her baby sister lie about this? No, it didn't matter why, she just was.

"Why would you make something like that up, Belle? I thought you, of all people, were happy for me. Are you jealous? Is it because I actually love my fiancé and you'd rather be with Shawn?"

"I wish I was making this up, believe me. I never thought he'd do something like this. I'm so sorry."

"Don't," she cut her off abruptly, "Don't say you're sorry. It's not true. Lucas loves me, he wouldn't cheat on me. He wouldn't."

She just had to keep repeating that to herself. He wasn't like that. He would never cheat. Everything would be all right. He wasn't here, no, Lucas was at his apartment asleep. They'd get married tomorrow and everything would be fine. So, how come that was becoming harder to believe?

"I'm going to call him. You'll see, Belle. Lucas is going to be at home, sleeping peacefully. I know he is."

Belle watched helplessly as Sami waited for Lucas to pick up the phone. She knew he wouldn't answer, but at the same time she was hoping that he would. Then, everything would be fine.

It was becoming increasingly clear that Sami was loosing her confidence. With each drop of her shoulders and worried expression Belle felt her heart break along with her sister's.

What could she do? Lucas wasn't answering, that much was clear. She could call Will at the pub; he might know where his dad was. But then she'd just worry her son and wake up him and her grandfather. That was out of the question. What to do?

"Okay, so he's not answering. That doesn't mean he's with another woman."

"I saw him go into a room with a redhead, Sami. I know what I saw and it was definitely Lucas. I'm sorry, but you needed to know."

"It's not true and I'll prove it right now. Take me to the room."

"What? Oh, I don't think that's a good idea. You're upset right now and…"

"Take me to the room you think Lucas is in. I'll show you, it wasn't him."

Reluctantly, Belle got up and began to lead Sami to the room that Lucas and the other woman were in. This was a really bad idea, but there was no arguing with Sami without bodily harm.

Man, things are getting depressing. I almost hate myself for letting them go through this, but we all know things will work out. Well, I know it because I'm writing it and you should know it because I've never written a Lumi story without a happy ending. Oh, and RGAP-48, to answer your question, I don't feel anything about Brady. He could die and I wouldn't really care. He could ride off into the sunset and I guess I'd be happy for him, but it wouldn't affect me much.