Okay, I know this is a little late, but… I didn't get home, when I thought I would and when I did, there was much to do… I hope this update puts me back in your good graces. Be forewarned though, this chapter is not light and fluffy. It is on the dark side and is therefore rated NC-17. (I know it isn't very long, but I am tired and am going to bed, but wanted to give you a little taste. Hope you enjoy…) And thank you again for all your wonderful replies.

Chapter Forty-Four

Lucky awoke sometime in the middle of the night, stumbled from the room he had been renting and left in his car. His mind was gone, there was nothing left, not really at least.

The only thing that managed to stay, was the repetitive thoughts of Elizabeth and his child. One way or another, he was going to find her. He no longer had a need for her, but he wanted his child, so as an extension, she was partially safe, until his child was born.

Those who knew and loved Lucky, would no longer notice the man that lingered in this shell. He was not the Lucky Spencer that had great hopes and dreams of playing his guitar. This Lucky had lost pretty much all his remaining cognitive abilities. He was working on basic instincts, he functioned and lived merely because that was what his mind and body insisted.

He drove with no sense of time or place, he stopped when an interior single alerted him to the state of the gas tank, but besides that, he never stopped. Food, it seemed had ceased to be of need, but water was still a great necessity for him. When he stopped, he purchased bottle after bottle of water. But when he drank it, he couldn't tell. When he stopped for gas, he noticed, almost as an outsider in his own body, that his liquid stash had been depleted, so with no thought, purchased more.

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A week had passed, a week in which Elizabeth was now beginning to fear for her mind, as well as her heart. She was suppose to meet up with Jason five days ago. But thanks to Luke and Laura, they were, in all essence, holding her against her will.

They had hired a lawyer and were trying to petition the courts for custody of her child. Thankfully, after many useless conversations, she was allowed to leave Port Charles. The lawyers involved told the Spencer's to come back, after the child had been born, until then, there wasn't a single thing they could do. Elizabeth was healthy and happy, well, at least she played at being happy. She refused to give them, them being anyone who wanted to take her child away, any ammo with which to use against her. So Luke and Laura really didn't have anything to use against her. They could claim the child was Lucky's all they wanted, but unless the courts saw reason to question her truthfulness, then they were out of luck.

Elizabeth had gotten in touch with Sonny, who had spoken with Jason, who had wanted to rush back to Port Charles to protect his family. But after much persuasion, was convinced to remain where he was, so the plan could be used. Sonny was amazing at convincing people of things. It was just a shame that he didn't see how much it was killing the two of them, being apart. In the older man's defense, he was becoming increasingly more involved with his lawyer than he had meant to be, so it was only natural that his thoughts be on her and his sordid love affair. Because, technically he was still a married man.

Married or not, it was the first time Elizabeth every really noticed Sonny smile. Of course he smiled with Carly, but it was different with Alexis. He seemed freer, happier, corny or not, he seemed like a different Sonny. And she should know, since Jason left town, Sonny had been hovering over her like a mother hen, although, she really couldn't complain, the man could cook and loved waiting on her.

Tonight though, she would be on her way to her "New Home', and finally, in Jason's arms. It had been agonizing to be away from him for so long. But since becoming pregnant, she had discovered an amazing thing, she craved sex, like never before. She had read that women in their second trimester often felt a craving for all things carnal. But Elizabeth wasn't in her second trimester, she believed, beyond a shadow of a doubt, that she was going through withdrawals, because, Jason, was her drug, of course, it couldn't be all bad, if she was going to be addicted to anything, Jason was definitely a good thing to be addicted to.

Her traitorous thoughts caused her body to rise in temperature. She shifted uncomfortably in her seat. Her thighs seemed unnaturally warm and her underwear had an uncomfortable wet feeling, her nipples rubbed tantalizingly against the lace of her bra. "Thanks Jason, thanks a lot. All I know, you better be there when I get there. Because I do not want to have to take care of this voracious desire myself. And if I do, you will be in so much trouble…" Elizabeth mumbled under her breath, already imagining what she would do to her fiancé.

An hour later, and hotter than ever, Elizabeth pulled into the driveway. The house was dark, but she expected that. There was a moment where she feared that when she walked into that house, that it would be empty, and if not empty, then Lucky would be waiting there, not the love of her life. AS she walked towards the door, she became more sure that Jason had made it here, but was too late, that he had been hurt or worse by Lucky. Their life had been too good for quite awhile now. It was only a matter of time before that ended. She didn't want to think like that, but she had lived that life, things were good, they always started off that way, but in the long run, they never stayed that way.

Straightening her spine, Elizabeth pulled the key from under the mat and unlocked the door, pocketing the key as she pushed the door open and entered her new home.

She brushed her hand back and forth beside the door, blindly searching for the light switch. Finally groping it out, she flicked the switch, illuminating the small, and oddly homey room. She had been telling herself for minutes that she couldn't get her hopes up. If Jason thought it too dangerous, then he wouldn't come, but she had truly hoped he would have been there, she needed him. Not only because she was sexually deprived, but because she missed the feeling of his arms and the comforting pressure of his lips.

After a quick look throughout the house, Elizabeth retraced her steps to the front of the house. She was about to go outside to grab her bags, but as she reached the front door, she noticed her bags sitting just off to the side. Before she had a moment to even question the sight. The lights went out and an arm suddenly snaked around her waist. The scream died on her lips, she knew those arms, she would know them anywhere.

She spun around, delighting in the warmth and comfort of those welcoming arms. "Jason, I missed you!" Elizabeth exclaimed, blindly searching for his lips, a small whimper of pleasure escaping her lips as she found her designated target. She had intended it to be soft and reassuring, but the heat, passion and lust that was currently occupying her body, demanded more. She gave into her wanton desires, allowing her body and heart to lead her. It was obvious Jason wasn't complaining, a lusty groan of pleasure spilled from his lips, vibrating within her own.

Jason didn't bother to waste time, he scooped her into his arms, carrying her quickly up the stairs and to the bedroom. With a almost sad sigh, Jason pulled back, reigning in his emotions, they needed to talk, the expression of their love could wait, not long, not the way his body was acting or reacting. Discarding all demands and suggestions his mind tried to offer, but for a few moments, he had control, as much as he was likely to get this night at least.

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Carly's body was discovered and within the week an autopsy preformed. Sudden truths were found, of course they were discovered as soon as the paramedics were called. Carly had not been pregnant, or at least not as far as long as it seemed. She was wearing a padded garment that lent to the look.

After the autopsy was preformed, the doctor discovered that Carly had indeed been pregnant, but not even two months into it. It took sometime for the authorities to contact the right people, those being her family, but after a week of being classified as Jane Doe, they discovered her name.

Sonny had been the one to go to Boulder, Colorado. He had her body sent back to Port Charles, it was the least he could do for his mother-in-law. Although, discovering that Carly was pregnant and with someone else's child was a crushing blow, Sonny knew that he couldn't grieve for his wife. She had willingly walked out on him, had used and abused everyone she could.

While down in Colorado, Sonny also discovered who was behind her murder. Again, it had taken the cops awhile to discover the identity, but that was do to poor handling of evidence and an incompetent analyst, who quickly discovered himself on unemployment.

Lucky Spencer was the murder, the details as to why were still unknown, whatever the reason, it didn't really matter. The evidence proved that the man responsible for this was not in his right mind. The autopsy had shown massive damage to Carly's body, much more than one could see at first glance. She had been raped, after death and had sustained numerous stabbings to her upper body. It was a grisly death, and not even Sonny could wish that on his worst enemy, but he couldn't deny what was going on, he couldn't deny that her death had been at the hand of a man, who was beyond saving.

Elizabeth and Jason were baiting a madman and perhaps they knew this, but Sonny didn't believe they did. It was something that was going to have to be rectified, in his opinion, it was time to call of the plan. He wouldn't risk his two best friends.

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