Revenge

It had been twelve hours. Twelve hours since Helena had taken off with the baby and twelve hours since Skye had slipped into a coma. Luke sat on the window seal watching the sun come up. He thought about Lucky trying to find Helena, he thought about the innocent baby, he thought about Lulu and about Lesley and about Laura, because he didn't want to think about Skye and the fact that he screwed up.

Ric softly knocked on Skye's door before he entered. "Luke?"

Luke turned around. "Do you have any news on Helena?"

"We've made some progress." he replied as he made his way over to him.

"In other words you have no clue where Helena is." Luke corrected him.

"We've got some leads."

"The PCPD couldn't find their way out of a wet paper bag, much less Helena Cassadine."

Ric sat down on the chair next to Skye's bed. "We've called in the FBI and other special agents. We're doing the very best we can."

"Your best isn't good enough." Luke mumbled. "I want that baby back in Skye's arms the moment she wakes up."

"How is Skye?"

He walked back over and sat down on the edge of her bed. "There hasn't been any change in the past twelve hours."

"You should get some rest." he suggested.

"How can I?" he asked.

Skye slowly opened her eyes, trying to let them adjust to the sunlight coming in through the window, but it was too much, she closed them back. Her whole body ached. Her head was spinning. When she finally got her bearings a sense of emptiness washed over her. Skye clamped her eyes shut hoping that it was all a bad dream. "Helena." she cried out. "Helena."

Luke bolted up from the chair he was sleeping in. "Skye?" he called out as he made his way over to her. Her voice was like music to his ears, he was beginning to believe he would never hear her voice again.

"Luke." she answered weakly.

Luke smiled through tears of relief. "Are you alright?" he asked as he sat down beside her on the bed.

"What happened?" she asked, searching his face for any sign of emotion.

"You don't remember?" he asked.

Skye began to cry. Everything in her head was so messed up. "No." she sobbed.

He brushed her hair back away from her face. "It's okay, sweetheart." he said softly. "What's the last thing you remember?"

"I was in Paris." she told him through sobs. "I was coming back to Port Charles."

"Is that all you remember?" Luke asked. "Why were you coming back to Port Charles?"

"I wanted my family." she answered. "And I wanted to tell you about the baby."

Luke's face dropped, he looked down at the bed, he couldn't bear to look her in the eye.

"I knew you'd be upset." she cried. "I know that being a Father isn't that important to you and that you didn't want anymore children. I know that you only had them with Laura because it was what she wanted. I didn't get pregnant on purpose, Luke, I swear I didn't."

He finally lifted his eyes up to find tears streaming down her face. "I know you didn't." he said softly.

Skye moved her hand to touch her stomach and when she did she found that it wasn't as round as she remembered. "My baby. Where's my baby?" she asked. She seen the dreadful look in Luke's eyes. "No." she mumbled again and again. "I want my baby!"

"Skye, I'm sorry." Luke breathed out. "I'm so sorry."

"I want my baby!" she screamed, tears continuing to pour down her face.

"I'm sorry." he repeated. That's all he could say because he didn't know how to tell her that Helena had taken her baby. He didn't know how to tell her it was all his fault.

"No you're not!" she yelled at him. "You're happy that my baby's gone."

"I didn't know about the baby." he tried to defend himself.

"Get out!" Skye screamed. "Get out! I don't care if I ever see you again!"

Luke was completely defeated, he got up off the bed and slowly made his way out of the room all the while Skye cried hysterically. Alan came rushing into the room, damn near knocking Luke down in the process.

"Skye." Alan said soothingly as he made his way over to the bed. "It's gonna be okay."

Luke pulled the door shut behind him. He let his body fall back and rest against the door. Every part of him hurt, but he was certain that he didn't feel a tenth of the pain he knew that Skye was going through. The look on her face broke his heart. Slowly he slid down the door until he made contact with ground.

Skye fought Alan for several long moments before succumbing to his gentle touch and his warm embrace and his soothing words. He rocked her back and fourth in his arms as she cried only there were no sobs or gasps only silent tears. "It's okay, sweetheart, just let it go. Let it all out." he whispered in her ear.

Luke felt a hand on his shoulder and looked over to see Bobbie sitting beside him. "I really screwed up this time, Barbara Jean."

"I know." she breathed out. "You have to do whatever it takes to get that baby back from Helena. Because if you don't, Skye will never forgive you and in the end it will kill you too."

Alan watched as Skye slept. She exhausted herself with crying. Her sleep didn't look very peaceful. Her body would jump and twist and turn and shake. She cried even in her sleep. She mumbled things about Helena and her baby and about loving Luke. Finally, just when Alan didn't think he could take it anymore, she woke up screaming. He moved toward her and tried to comfort her.

"What happened to my baby?" she asked in a whisper.

Alan pushed her hair away from her face. "You gave birth on Spoon Island."

"I know, I remember now. I was in one of the towers. Helena was there, she delivered the baby." she recalled. "It was a boy and he was perfect. He was crying and that's I all I remember, he was crying and then everything else is a blur. What did she do to my baby, Daddy? Please tell me." Skye pleaded.

Alan had the same somber expression on his face that Luke had earlier.

"She killed my son, didn't she?" she asked through sobs.

"No." he answered.

"Yes she did."

He placed his hands on her shoulders and looked her directly in the eye. "Helena did not kill your son." he told her. "She didn't. Helena delivered the baby and then she took off and left you to bleed to death. She took the baby with her."

"He's alive?"

Alan nodded. "Alexis even seen him."

"Alexis?" she asked.

"Yes." he answered. "Helena called Alexis and told her she had you. Alexis and Helena had a confrontation on the bluff, she was fighting to get your baby back, but Helena stabbed her."

"Alexis tried to get my baby back?"

"Yes."

"I can't believe she would do that." Skye said in shock.

"She was trying to save an innocent baby from Helena." he told her. "The PCPD and the FBI, they're doing everything they can to track Helena down."

Skye started to cry all over again. "Dammit!" she swore. "This is all Luke's fault. If anyone other than Luke would have been the Father I would be holding my son right now. I'm never going to get him back. Helena Cassadine is going to use him as a pawn against Luke for the rest of her life." she cried out. "This isn't fair!"

"Skye, you have to stay positive." Alan said softly. "You have to hang on to hope. Hope."

Luke reentered Skye hospital room to find her laying down in bed, her face red, puffy and tear stained. It killed him to see her like that. Her eyes were open, but they weren't focused on anything. She seemed to be dazed and in another world. "Skye." he whispered softly.

"Go away, Luke." her voice was weak from all the crying.

"No."

She closed her eyes. "Please just go. I just want you to leave me alone."

"I can't do that." he told her. "I can't let you go through this all alone."

"I went through my entire pregnancy without you and I can get through this without you as well." she replied. "I don't care if I ever see you again."

"Please don't say that." he pleaded. "Please don't make it out to be that you don't love me."

"I don't."

Luke made his way over to the bed and sat down beside her. "Please open your eyes." he pleaded as he gently touched her face.

She flinched at his touch. "Stop."

"Yesterday morning started out to be one of the best days of my life, I don't know how it ended up being one of the worst." he told her. "When Alexis told me that Helena had you I rushed to Wyndemere. I was willing to do whatever I had to do to make sure that you were safe. I've been searching for you since you left and the Quartermaine's told me that they didn't know where you were. I've been so miserable."

"Why didn't you go after Helena?" she asked.

"Because I couldn't leave you." he told her. "I couldn't leave you, not again."

"You could have fought Helena." Skye snapped. "You could have fought Helena and won, you could have gotten my baby back."

"I couldn't leave you." he repeated. "You were bleeding and unconscious and I couldn't walk away from you even for a moment."

"You're lying." she accused. "The moment you found out that I had your baby you automatically preoccupied yourself with my well being so that you wouldn't have face fatherhood all over again."

"That's not true!"

"You love fighting with Helena." she pointed out. "Why aren't you looking for her?"

"I didn't want to leave you."

"Shut up!" she cried as she pushed the blankets off of her.

"What are you doing?" Luke asked. "You should be resting."

Skye slowly made her way out of bed and onto her feet. "If you're not going to look for Helena, then I am." she told him as she started toward the door.

Luke moved toward her. "Skye, you have to get back in bed." he said as he grabbed her arm.

Skye pulled out of his grasp. "Let go of me!" she yelled. "I don't want you touching me."

He moved in front of her. "You're not leaving this room." he said firmly. "I won't touch you but you have to get back in bed."

"No."

"Skye, you have to get back in bed."

"Would you please stop pretending you care. It's getting really old really fast." she told him as she tried to push past him. "Move, dammit!"

"I can't let you go after Helena."

"Luke, please, please go find something else to occupy yourself with." she pleaded. "I have to find my baby."

"Our." he corrected her. "Our baby, not just yours."

Skye took a deep breath. "When I get my baby back from Helena, and I will if I have to fight her to her death, I'm going to make sure that you never set eyes on my child."

"I'm not going to let you do this." he told her. "Helena will kill you."

"This is your fault, Luke." she began to cry. "Helena took my innocent child because of you. I'll never forgive you for this. Ever!"

Luke placed his hands firmly on her shoulders. "I know it's my fault. I get that."

Skye looked up into his eyes. "I hate you." she said as tears streamed down her face once again. "I hate you!"

"You don't mean that."

"Yes I do!" she screamed. "I hate you!"

"Skye..."

She tried to push him out of the way, she couldn't bare to be in the same room with him, not after everything that had happened. She was stronger than Luke anticipated and he stumbled as she tried to get past him. He regained his balance and firmly halted her. She struggled against him for several long seconds, pounding his chest with her fists and screaming at him until she exhausted herself. They both sank down onto the floor together. Luke cradled her in his arms. "I'm so sorry." he whispered. "I'm so sorry."

Skye rested her head against his chest. "I know."

"I wish you would have told me you were pregnant." he said softly. "I could have prevented all of this madness with Helena."

"Maybe." she breathed out. "Maybe not."

Luke gently stroked her hair. "Lucky and Nikolas are out looking for Helena and now that I know you're awake I'll join them."

"I never even got a chance to hold..."

"You will." he promised her. "Did you see the baby?"

"Yes." she said weakly as she shut her eyes remembering his sweet face. "Only for a few seconds."

"Was the baby a girl or a boy?" he asked.

"A boy." she answered.

"A boy." he repeated. "What does he look like?"

"He's beautiful. He has dark red hair and lots of it and big bright eyes." she recalled. "He kind of favors Lucky's baby pictures." she took a long pause. "You don't think Helena would kill..."

"No." Luke interjected. "She's knows she's got too much to lose if she does."

"Promise me." she cried into his chest. "Promise me that you're going to get him back."

"I promise." Luke whispered as he rocked her in his arms. He scooped her up in his arms and carried her over to the bed. He pulled the blankets up over her and placed a kiss on her forehead. "I love you." he whispered. "And when I come back I'll have our son."

Ric softly knocked on Skye's open door. "Are you up for a visitor?" he asked.

Skye pushed herself up in bed. "I think I could handle that."

He pushed Alexis' wheelchair into the room and then turned around and left, shutting the door behind him. "I'm sorry that I couldn't fight Helena off and get your and Luke's baby away from her."

"Alexis, I am so grateful that you even attempted. You risked your own life." Skye said softly. "And given our past..."

"Skye, I did it because I don't think any child should grow up without their mother." she smiled. "I'm sure you would have done the same thing if she situation was reversed."

She nodded. "You're right."

Alexis looked at Skye's tear-stained face. "You must be going through absolute hell, but Luke will get your...

"Son." she finished.

"He will get your son back." she told her. "Helena's no match for Luke. Right now it's just a waiting game, but if there's anything I can do just let me know."

"Actually, there is." Skye replied.

"Okay."

"I want sole custody of my son." she told her. "I wanna keep him as far away from Luke as possible and I want you to help me."

"You really wanna do this?" Alexis questioned. "You really wanna cut Luke out of his son's life?"

"Noah, his name is Noah."

"That's very pretty." she smiled. "But are you really sure about this?"

"Luke was the reason Helena took him in the first place." she pointed out. "All I wanna do is keep my son safe and if that means cutting his father out of his life then so be it."

"If I said no that would make me a hypocrite." she sighed. "Because God knows I don't want Kristina anywhere near Sonny."

"So you'll help me?"

Alexis nodded. "Of course."

Luke entered Skye's hospital room. He carefully made his way over to the bed and had a seat. "Skye." he whispered as he reached out to touch her face. "Wake up, baby."

Skye slowly opened her eyes. "You're back."

He smiled as he stroked her hair. "Yeah, I'm back."

"You didn't find him did you?" she asked as she squeezed her eyes shut.

"Open your eyes." he told her.

She opened them back up and focused them on him. "Luke, you promised."

"Shh." he silenced her. "Dr. Meadows is taking a look at him and as soon as she's done Bobbie's gonna bring him to you."

Skye pulled Luke into a hug. "I knew you wouldn't let me down." she said through tears. "I love you." she said as she pulled away.

He kissed her cheek. "I love you and that's never going to change."

"What about Helena?" she asked.

"Helena's dead." he assured her. "I made sure."

There was a knock on the door before it opened and then Bobbie came walking in with the baby securely in her arms, Luke stood up to greet her. "Here you go." she said softly as she placed the baby in his arms. "Bye, bye handsome."

"Say bye to Aunt Bobbie."

"I'll check back with you three later." Bobbie told them. "Congratulations."

"Thanks." Skye smiled for the first time in a long time.

Luke walked over to the bed and carefully placed his son in his Mother's awaiting arms. "There you go, son, you're right back where you belong."

"He's even more beautiful than I remembered." she smiled through tears of joy.

Luke reached forward and wiped away one of her fallen tears. "I thought you'd be all cried out by now." he said softly.

"I don't think I've ever been so happy in my entire life." she said, never taking her eyes off her baby. "In fact I know I haven't." she gently stroked the baby's soft cheek.

"So does this little guy have a name yet or is he just going to be referred to as 'the baby'?"

Skye looked up at him. "I've decided to name him Noah."

"Noah." he repeated. "I like it. What about his middle name?"

"I don't know yet."

"What about Skye?"

"Don't you think that's a little selfish?" she asked.

"Not at all." he replied. "But if you don't like it you could always settle for Alan."

"Noah Alan." she said softly. "I like it."

"Glad I could help out." he said as he stroked the baby's head. "I'm not really good at fatherhood, but that doesn't mean that I don't love my children."

"I know." she said, softly as she passed the baby over to Luke.

Luke held him securely in his arms, lightly swaying him back and fourth. "I held him the entire way back that way I knew he'd get to where he belonged."

"Thank you."

"You don't have to thank me." Luke told her. "He's my son."

"You've given me the most amazing gift ever." she whispered. "We actually created a miracle."

"Anything can happen if you want it bad enough."

"The past thirty-six hours have been very eventful." Luke commented.

"You love adventure."

"I do." he agreed. "But I'm getting older now..."

"Please, don't." she requested. "You don't have to say things like that. You love adventures and capers and wild thrills and that's never going to change no matter how long you live. And just so you know I'm not looking for marriage or picket fences or Sunday dinners at the Quartermaine's, I'm so overjoyed at just having Noah in my life that I don't need anything else. So please, don't make promises that you can't keep and don't say things out of obligation."

"Skye, despite everything that's happened between us, the good and the bad, I do love you, maybe not in the sense you would like, but I love you the only way I know how." he told her. "I wasn't expecting to have another child, but now that Noah's here I'm thrilled. I'm thrilled I have another child and I'm thrilled I was able to give you the one thing you wanted most in life.

Skye smiled. "You are a true friend."

"Yeah, I am." he agreed.

"I want to be Noah's sole parent." she told him, softly.

"You wanna cut me out of his life." Luke stated matter of fact.

"No!" she replied. "I'll let you see Noah anytime you like and the same goes for Lucky and Lulu and Bobbie. I just want to give my child the stability that I never had."

He nodded. "That sounds reasonable."

"I am flattered that you would consider settling down, but if you were to change yourself into the model husband and father then you just wouldn't be Luke Spencer." she told him. "I know that you love Noah and that he was created in love. That's all that matters."

"Skye, I don't want you to regret this." he replied. "But just because we couldn't work out doesn't mean that you that you have to spend the rest of your life alone. There are plenty of men out there just dying for a chance with Skye Chandler Quartermaine."

"I love you, Luke."

He kissed her lips softly. "I love you."

The End.

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