A/N: While I'm not taking not taking too many liberties with Luke's heart recovery – I know a lot of what heart patients do – my dad had a heart attack and quadruple bypass in '99 – I am taking liberties with what Dr. Julian might have told him. So no flaming. Plus my dad still drinks like a fish Also, Claudia didn't sleep with Sonny and isn't the whore they make her out to be in my story.

A/N 2: Please let me know if I should continue this story or not.

Chapter 14: Unusual Meetings

2 weeks later…

"John!"

Johnny walked into the office at Claudia's call. His knee was much better – he still had a twinge every now and then, but was able to walk fine without any consequence.

"You bellowed, dear sister?"

She shot him a look. "I'm in pain, leave me alone," she whined, holding up her hand. There was a nasty gash in her palm that looked extremely red and probably infected.

"Ouch. When did you do that?"

"A couple of days ago. I was cleaning and sharpening my knives and I slipped. I didn't think it was so bad, but now, I can't even close my hand."

Johnny sighed. "Why can't you use a gun like a normal mob boss?"

"Because I can hide knives on more parts of my body. And you can throw them. Have you ever tried to throw a gun? Damage isn't the same, " she replied with a wry grin. "Now look at my hand! How bad is it?"

"Do I look like a doctor," he retorted taking her hand in his too look. "You look like you could have used stitches, but it's too late now. And it's definitely infected."

"Ya think," she responded sarcastically. Claudia was going to say something else, but was interrupted by Johnny's phone beeping. He flipped it open and look of anger flashed across his face when he read the text. "What's wrong, John."

"Can you believe that moron Logan is still bothering Lulu after everything? She said he won't stop calling and texting her trying to apologize and hear her out."

"First thing you have to do is get her a new phone and number. Then you get her to place a restraining order against him. Not just the one Mike has for Kelly's. She needs one to keep him away from her."

"I know," Johnny sighed. "I'm sending one of the guards to keep an eye out to make sure Logan doesn't go near her. Then she's coming here after work."

"Good."

They fell into a comfortable silence for a few moments before Claudia spoke again. "Listen," she said. "I'm waiting for a few calls. Do you think you can stay and wait for them while I go to the hospital and get this checked out?"

"Sure. Anything I need to know?"

"Nah, all the notes are on the desk. Just some general stuff. Delivery timetables and things like that. And a potential new customer calling in. You know what to do with that."

Johnny nodded his head in understanding. "No problem. Now hurry up and go before your hand rots off."

"Oh, you're hysterical."

Luke was sitting in the waiting area at GH. He just finished his exam with Dr. Julian and he's been given a thumbs up. Apparently his new, healthier lifestyle has been treating him well. He missed his liquor and cigars, but Luke had to admit that he hasn't felt this good in years. Dr. Julian just wanted check his paperwork one more time before he sent him on his way.

He was just about to get up and ask a nurse what was taking the good doctor so long when a young woman sat down a seat away from him. Luke glanced over to her – she was an extremely fit brunette dressed in all black with red heels. He grinned at her sense of style. Almost reminded him of something Carly would have worn in her younger, bitchier days.

"Why don't you take a picture? It'll last longer." Luke looked up to see the girl looking at him. He just smirked at her snarky tone of voice.

"Well, darlin', I guess you're new in town," he drawled, laying an arm along the empty chair between them.

"And why do you say that?"

"Honey, I am Port Charles. I know everything about this town. I am the former mayor, former mobster, and resident all around troublemaker. And I'm sure as hell I'd remember you from somewhere. Luke Spencer," he said sticking out his hand. "Nice to meet ya."

"Spencer, huh," she replied, raising an eyebrow. "Any relation to Lulu Spencer?"

Luke's happy-go-lucky tone disappeared. He leaned forward, suddenly suspicious. "How do you know my Lesley Lu?"

"Calm down, old man," she replied in a soothing voice. "She's dating my brother. I'm Claudia Zacchara – Johnny's sister. I'm sure you know him."

"Well isn't this an…. Interesting surprise. Another Zacchara, and my daughter is dating the prince of darkness. I guess I was right in my earlier thoughts," he muttered to no one in particular. "She was able to nab him in 2 weeks."

Claudia laughed. "Sorry, but they've been together about that long."

"Well then, they must have gotten together after he and I chatted. Which means he lasted about a day. That's my girl," Luke exclaimed with a proud laugh.

At that moment, Dr. Julian came over to the chairs. "Okay, Luke, everything looks great. You're doing really well with your recovery."

"No thanks to your father," he muttered to Claudia.

"Not my problem," she muttered back.

"Anyway," Dr. Julian continued over their whispering, "I know many heart patients find it hard to stick no alcohol in their diet – I'm giving you the okay to have a little. But no hard liquor or beer. You can have six 5-ounce glasses of wine a week; no more than two in one day, understand?"

"Yes, sir!"

"And try to keep it to red wines. If things are still looking good at your next check-up, I might allow you to have a glass of your scotch again. But in all seriousness, Luke, you can't drink like you used to. You can have some, but you can't live on it."

"I know, doc. Just ask the Quatermaine household. They've got me on 24 hour surveillance!"

After Dr. Julian left, Claudia turned to Luke and said, "Who what that?"

"That is my cardiologist, courtesies of your dad."

"Hmm… I think I'm getting chest pains."

"Un-uh! Get your own doctor!"

"But he's cute! And he's got a nice butt."

"Okay, sweetheart, too much information." He gave a laugh and looked at her. "You're interesting."

"Uh, thanks?"

"What say we get out of here and celebrate my being able to drink again by getting a drink?"

"No offense, Spencer, but you're too old for me."

"And you sound too much like me for me," he retorted. "I'm married, girlie." As an afterthought, he added, "And I am not old!"

Claudia laughed. "I like you. As soon as I get my prescription from the doctor, you're on!"

A little while later, they found themselves at Jakes. Luke held the door open for Claudia. "The local dive, m'lady."

She chuckled at his corniness. "You get a table, I'll get the drinks."

"A lady who buys? I must have struck gold."

"Don't get used to it, buddy."

They spent the next hour just talking. Claudia asked about Luke's past in the mob, Luke asked Claudia her relationship with Johnny. They learned a lot about each other and their families and found that they had a really great camaraderie.

"You know," Luke said. "We seem to have a lot in common – " He paused mid sentence and stared at the bar.

"What," Claudia asked, turning around to see what Luke was staring at. "Who's there?"

"Logan Hayes. The scumbag who put his hands on my daughter and gimped your brother."

"Yeah, but my brother did more damage," she replied proudly.

"That he did," Luke said, raising his glass for a toast. Claudia gamely clinked her glass to his and drank.

"You know what," she said after a moment of silence. "I think I'm going to take my leave of you and introduce myself to our friend over there."

He just looked at her. "Oh really. What sort of nasty plan do you have up your sleeve?"

Her eyes twinkled. "I don't know. I'm making this up as I go along." She downed the rest of her drink. "I'll catch you later, old man."

Luke laughed. "Go get 'em, tiger!"

She slowly made her way towards the bar eyeing her prey. He still held himself a bit stiffly – probably from the broken ribs and his face still had a bit of yellowish tint from the old bruises. He looked sullen, nursing a beer. "Hi there," Claudia said siding up to Logan. "I'm Carla."

"Logan," he replied with a grin.

They crashed through the door of Logan's apartment, furiously kissing.

"Bedroom," Claudia growled against his mouth.

"Straight back."

She furiously began to strip him of his jacket, shirt and belt as they crashed through another door. She discarded the clothing, but held on to the belt. When Logan was backed up against his bed, he tried to remove her shirt, but she halted him. "You first," she said seductively, pushing him back on the bed. Claudia stripped him of the rest of his clothes, leaving him completely nude. Oh, Lulu, she though glancing down, anybody would be a trade up from that.

"So, Logan," she whispered, straddling him, "do you like to play games?"

"What kind of games," he asked, huskily.

"Use your imagination." She took one of his hands and looped the belt around it, securing it to one bedpost. Then she removed her belt and did the same with his other hand.

"Oh, I like this kind of game," Logan said with a chuckle.

Not when I'm through with you, Claudia thought. Now, every guy she knew had at least 3 belts in his collection. She could only hope Logan was the same. "Do you have any other belts?"

"Top dresser drawer."

Score! She grabbed the two that were left and gave his feet the same treatment as his hands. Now Logan was trussed up very nicely – spread eagle and naked. When she was done, she moved to turn on the light. Taking her phone out of her purse, she began to take pictures.

"Uh, what are you doing?"

"Johnny and Lulu had better appreciate this. Because kissing you? Not my idea of a good time. Here's a hint, honey. Slobbering all over a girl does not turn her on."

"Wh-what are you talking about?"

"Silly boy," Claudia replied. "Why on earth would you trust a complete stranger?"

"What the hell is going on, Carla," Logan roared, starting to thrash around on the bed.

"I'm sorry," she answered, "did I say my name was Carla? Sorry, no. It's Claudia. Claudia Zacchara."

"You stupid, fucking whore! I'll get you and Johnny and Lulu for this!"

"You kiss your mother with that mouth," she quipped. "And stop thrashing like that. Your thingy is flopping everywhere and not in a good way." She walked over to him and pushed down just a bit on his ribs. He winced and stopped moving, grunting in pain. "Oh, I'm sorry. Does that hurt?"

Logan nodded.

"Good," she said, voice going cold. "Now you listen to me. You will leave Lulu alone. You will not call her, you will not go near her, you will not even think about her. She's finally happy. You stay out of her life. If you don't, these pictures are going to make their way all around town and everyone will know about your…" she glanced down again, "shortcomings. If you continue to bother her after that, I will kill you. Do you understand?"

Logan only nodded again, fear in his eyes.

Claudia stood up and gathered her purse. "Someone will be by in half an hour to let you go and collect my belt." She left the room and just before leaving the apartment, she called out, "Oh, and if you try to call the police, I'll send these pictures out, too. Have a good night!"

Luke filled a glass with scotch, looking around to make sure no one was in the vicinity of the Quatermaine study. Well, Dr. Julian did say eventually he would be able to drink a bit, so why not start early? Just as he was getting ready to take a sip, his phone beeped. He took a mouthful and flipped open his phone at the same time. His eyes widened and he spewed the scotch out of his mouth. "Thanks, Claudia," he muttered, looking back and forth from his phone to his glass; then finally putting down the glass. "Now I can never look at scotch again without seeing the younger Baldwin naked."