Note- Who else is thrilled that Ocean's Thirteen came out? I know I am!

Chapter Twenty -Love You To Death

Scorpio's Eight danced late into the night at the wedding, while across town, Todd walked back into the motel room and reported to Blair, as he did everyday after he went out scouting the Corinthos property.

"I found out that next Thursday he is leaving on a business trip to Puerto Rico and taking half the guards with him."

"How did you hear that?"

"I had a listening device where you can be a block away and pick up conversations. He has some kind of jamming signal around his compound but a car full of his men drove right by me talking about it and I picked that piece of information about his trip up."

Blair thought for a moment and then said, "So you better get your ass moving and kill old Sonny boy before Wednesday is over."

"Considering his security, I just don't think I can..."

"Oh, Todd, you can. You will. You better."

A shiver shot down his spine. She had a tendency to do that to men, and not in a good way.

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Later on that night, as the music raged inside the bar room, Mac ducked into Robert's office.

His brother gave him a hard look. "You're cheating on my wife already, huh?"

"Lets end this feud," Mac said.

"Okay, stand still and I'll shoot you." Robert reached in his desk and pulled out a bottle of whiskey. He opened it and took a slug.

Mac sat down and said. "You noticed, obviously, that I'm back with Felicia."

Robert nodded, bitterly. "You walked on Anna. How the hell do you live with yourself? You're loyal to nothing and spit in the face of the people who trust you. Get the hell out of my sight."

"You are not only deluded, you're drunk. Get it together before your next job or you'll end up six feet under. And then you will be the one who breaks Anna's heart. I never could cause I never had it. That was always your gift to treasure or waste." Mac stood back up, looked him up and down, and said "And waste it you did. Stop hurting her like this. For some bizarre reason she loves you and...in case you forgot, so do I."

Then Mac walked out, leaving Robert with only one thing to do: take another drink.

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Lucky lifted Emily onto the bar, and with his teeth, removed her garter belt.

The guys in the crowd hooped and hollered. He tossed it over his shoulder and Stone, who was now back from taking the priest home, caught it.

Lucky picked Emily up, so that her head was above his, and turned around so that she didn't face the crowd. She tossed her bouquet and Gia caught it.

Then Emily slid down her husband's body and caught his lips in a intense kiss, that made him want to get her the hell away from the prying eyes of their friends and family.

Carly said to Jason, "Play me my song, why don't you?"

He walked over to the jukebox and soon it was blaring out of the speakers. A bunch of wasted wedding guests started dancing to it, and trying to sing along. But, except for Carly, they all messed up the lyrics.

(Getting born in the state of Mississippi,
Poppa was a copper and Momma was a hippie.


In Alabama, she would swing a hammer.
Price you gotta pay when you break the Panorama.


She never knew that there was anything more than poor.
What in the world does your Company take me for?

Black bandana, sweet Louisiana,
Robbing all the banks in the state of Indiana...) ( Red Hot Chili Peppers)

Jason had Carly's hips pulled close to his body, they barely moved to the beat, as she sang loudly and he whispered into her ear "She's a runner, rebel and a stoner.


On her merry way saying 'Baby, what you gonna?'


Looking down the barrel of a hot metal 45
Just another way to survive...'

The sound of his low, sexy words made her knees go weak, which was quite a feat for a woman who had stared death in the eye about a hundred times and never blinked once.Of course, The Hitter did things to her body a bullet never could. He was truly something to get scared over, crazy over, and lose all sense of reason.

Stone was surprisedearlier, when dark haired, dark eyed eighteen year old Georgie Jones asked him to dance. They had stayed in each other's arms for five songs. But he was a good guy- and she was simply too young , too wide eyed and innocent still -so dancing tonight would be all they could ever share.

His brother didn't have quite the same attitude concerning twenty-one year old Maxie Jones. She was legal, Jagger figured, and fair game. When she grabbed his ass, and nodded toward the supply closet, he didn't have to ask what she had in mind.

Between kisses that were as hot as he ever had, which threw him for a loop (who knew small town girls could kiss like that?), she asked "What kind of name is Jagger?"

He shot back, after nibbling on her lips, "What kind of name is Maxie?"

She didn't answer, as his mouth moved to her neck. "You're some kind of criminal...like the rest of them out there..."

"We don't talk about that, little girl." He pulled back and she pressed him against the wall.

Looking right in his eyes, she said "I'm one too..a grifter...but.." she kissed him hard and fast "don't tell my daddy...he would kill me and then..." she unbuckled his jeans "he would blow.. you... up."

Jagger's eyes drifted close and he wondered how he always hooked up with the crazy ones.

With a name like Dani California
Day was gonna come when I was gonna mourn ya
A little loaded she was stealing another breathI love my baby to death)

Lucky and Emily didn't even make it through the song. He was more than ready to take her suite at the Port Charles Inn. Grabbing her hand, he pulled his laughing bride toward the door.

The guests all shouted good byes and well wishes. He hugged his mom and then his Aunt Bobbie.

Luke kissed Emily's cheek. Lulu hugged her and whispered, "Keep taking good care of him, okay."

"I plan to," Emily told her with a smile.

(California, rest in peace,
Simultaneous release.
California, show your teeth.
She's my priestess. I'm your priest.
Yeah, Yeah...)

As Lucky and Emily slipped out into the alley and then onto a motorcycle and zoomed off into the night, Gia felt a cold breeze brush over her skin.

She bit her lip and looked at Zander, who was across the room laughing his ass off over something Spinelli, his best friend, was saying. She loved the way he looked when he was happy. All Gia wanted was for everything to always be as good as it was tonight. But her mama raised her to be smarter than that and to know better, you could only play these odds so many times before snake eyes came up.

And that is why she wanted her man far from all these people- and the sooner the better- before it was just too late for any more dreams to come true.

(Down in the badlands she was saving the best for last
It only hurts when I laugh


Gone too fast) ( Red Hot Chili Peppers)

Note- some lyrics could be wrong. I found it impossible to find two sites with the same verison of this song.