Bleed for My Brother Chapter 4
Nikolas stormed into Wyndemere, slamming the door behind him. "Grandmother!" he yelled. "Get out here now!"
"She's not here, Cassadine." Luke stepped out of the shadows. "I've already searched this whole horrible place. Took hours, but I can guarantee she's not here."
"So you figured out she's behind this too." Nikolas wasn't surprised to see Luke in his home, figuring he had taken Lucky's key to let himself in.
"Of course." Luke strolled over to Nikolas' desk and settled himself in the chair. "Where there's an attack on a Spencer there's a Cassadine behind it."
"There's Helena behind it," Nikolas corrected, feeling his fists clench at his side.
"Same thing," Luke replied calmly, placing his feet up on the desk.
"No it's not!" Nikolas fought to keep himself under control, but couldn't. "I am not my grandmother!" Striding forward furiously, Nikolas slammed his hands down on either side of Luke's feet and leaned in. "Lucky is my brother, no matter how much you hate that. I love him, and am a part of his life. Accept it, or not, but don't you dare imply I would ever hurt him or Lulu or even you no matter how much you hate me!" Nikolas kept his hands on the desk and stared at Luke.
Luke was silent for a moment, then nodded his head slightly. "Do you know how she's hurting Lucky?" Luke asked, sliding his feet off the desk. Nikolas stared at him for a moment, then pulled a chair over.
"I think she sent him cursed cufflinks," Nikolas said, knowing Luke would not question this statement as Jesse had. "Jesse and I searched Liz and Lucky's place top to bottom, but we couldn't find them."
"She'll have them with her." Luke stood up and stretched. "I know a few more places the old hag might be hiding. I'll see if I can smoke her out." Luke spoke his next words casually while walking out the door. "Why don't you go visit your brother? I'll call you if I find out anything."
Nikolas sat at his desk for a moment, his eyes glued to the framed pictures all around him. The picture of the 4 Musketeers at the most recent Kelly's dinner. He and Emily on their wedding day. He and Lucky and Lucky and Liz's wedding.
The last two pictures in particular held Nikolas' gaze. Picking one up in each hand, he stared at them. "I'm losing you both," he whispered, tears starting their flow down his cheeks. Then he took a deep breath and gently placed the photos down. "But not if I can help it." Running his hands over his face, he threw on his coat and strode out the door.