Elizabeth filed out of her seat and followed Nikolas down the aisle, affectionately admiring his muscular back and shiny coal hair from behind. In such a short time, her view on the Cassadine prince had changed drastically, from her best friend's ex-husband and her brother-in-law to someone she counted on the most and perhaps even the love of her life. Without looking at her, he reached his hand back and captured hers in a strong grip. As they stepped from the private jet and onto the Tarmac, the immense beauty of the bright lights swept over her. "I can't believe that there is actually a place you've never been," she mused, gazing across the bright neon skyline. "We're actually experiencing something together for the first time. I wasn't sure that there would be too many of those left for either of us at this point."

"Las Vegas is one destination that has always eluded me," he acknowledged. "My uncle saw it as incredibly tacky and classless, far below our social standing in life. By the time I was on my own, I had fallen in love with Emily. She never had a hankering to visit Sin City, preferring European and tropical locations to something domestic. And Courtney grew up in Atlantic City, so she preferred to stay away gambling towns."

"Well, I don't care what anyone else has to say about it. I think Vegas is beautiful in its own way," she declared. "Besides, it's a place so full of opportunity. I mean, it's the beginning of marriages. A person's luck can change in a second just by pulling a lever on a slot machine. Where else can life change like that?"

"I love this city through your eyes," he told her, kissing the crown of her head absently while leaning against her from behind. They waited in silence for the limousine to pull around them to retrieve them. His hands slid down to her rounded stomach, the baby kicking happily in response. "I love everything through your eyes, actually. You have this unique ability to see the best in everything and everyone. I wish I still had an ounce of that innocence."

She smiled up into his eyes genuinely, love illuminating from her gentle gaze. "You make me so happy," she murmured, reaching up to kiss him. His tongue slipped easily passed her barely parted lips, running gracefully across her pearly white teeth. "I can't believe we're here to see Lulu get married. I remember the first time I met her. She was just this little girl, completely rambunctious and but so sweet at the same time. I think I might have fallen in love with her even before I fell in love with Lucky."

"When I look at Lulu, I always think that she is the one thing we've all gotten right," he revealed. "Luke, Laura, Lucky and me…we always had that one thing in common. We loved her. If she had never gotten sick, I may have never gotten to know my little sister. But she did, and I got an entire family out of it. I got to have a brother and a sister, and I got to know my mom. I owe a lot to Lu. She, more than any of us, deserves this happiness."

"Speaking of Lucky, I'm glad he called us. I'm taking it as a good sign that he wanted to include you in tonight," she smiled as he opened the car door for her. She slid across the cool leather seat to make way for him. "Lulu wanted this to be a private ceremony, but now, it's turning into a family affair."

"She'll be happy to have us both there," he promised. "I can pretty much guarantee that she wanted me there, but she just wanted to avoid having the rest of the Quartermaine clan nipping at her heels. No one is going to be pleased about their marriage, least of all Tracey and Edward. Doing this without them is her way of showing them that her marriage isn't going to be in the hands of the Quartermaine family but those of Dillon and Lulu."

Yawning deeply, she reached for Nikolas' wrist to check the time. It was past midnight in Port Charles. It was the first night since the explosion that she had spent away from Cameron. "Can we call the mansion to check on the boys? I know that my grandmother is there along with the staff, but I just need to know that they're okay. I'll be able to enjoy the rest of the night much more if I know that they're safe and asleep."

Pulling his cell phone from his blazer pocket, he quickly dialed the familiar number and waited for his faithful butler to answer. Once he had assured them that both boys and Audrey were asleep and well, he tucked it back from where it had come. "Everything is fine," he promised as the car pulled toward the front door of the plush hotel. "So, we can enjoy tonight without any problem. In fact, there are our counterparts now."

Leaping from the limo, he left Elizabeth behind for a moment as he sprinted across the circular driveway to sweep his unexpecting sister into a tight hug. Giggles escaped from her as she buried her face in his shoulder, squeezing him tightly. "You're here!" she exclaimed happily. "How did you know?"

"I had a little help from our brother over there," he answered, nodding his head toward the blue-eyed policeman behind them. "When he called to tell me that our baby sister was about to get married, we hopped the first plane to Vegas. Liz and I couldn't miss this for the world."

Stepping up beside Nikolas, Elizabeth smiled widely. "Congratulations, Lulu," she said warmly. "I couldn't imagine this happening to two better people. I'm truly honored that we are going to be able to share in this day with you."

"Thank you," Dillon said for her, slipping his arm around his fiancée's slim waist supportively. "Lu is lucky to have both of her brothers and her sisters here."

"We're both lucky," she agreed. Reaching over, she brushed a kiss over Dillon's lips. "I'm going to go upstairs to get ready with the girls. The next time you'll see me will be at the chapel."

"I can't wait," he whispered, reluctantly letting go of her hand. Turning to his cousin, he arched his eyebrow at her. "You take care of her. I expect to see her waiting for me at the end of the aisle in two hours."

"We'll be there," Emily promised before leading Lulu away by the elbow toward the limousine Nikolas had abandoned minutes before. Lucky had worked out all the details with his brother prior to their departure. As Elizabeth and Lulu tumbled into the sleek black car, Lucky came jogging up to the lone Quartermaine allowed to attend the festivities. "What's wrong?"

"I just wanted to tell you goodbye," he smiled. "This whole night has me kind of swept up in the romance of the whole thing, and I'm really glad that you're here to share this with me. I can't think of anyone else in the entire world I'd rather have by my side right now."

Exchanging a quick kiss with her boyfriend, Emily smiled against his lips. "I'll see you at the chapel, too," she avowed. With a small wave, he headed back to accompany Dillon and Nikolas to get dressed for the ceremony. As she climbed into the backseat with the other women, she couldn't hide the dreamy look in her eyes. Sighing contently, she gave the driver directions and allowed herself the chance to relax.

"I know that look," Lulu grinned. "I am that look."

She wanted to talk to Lulu about Lucky but wasn't comfortable doing it in front of Elizabeth yet. They were a long way from the best friends they had once been. She still was getting over the mess that had become the Four Musketeers. While she wished well for both of them, she needed time to find her new footing in life. "I'll just say that we are very happy together and leave it at that," she proclaimed. "Besides, tonight isn't about me. Now, we have a dress on the way to your suite along with something for both Elizabeth and me."

"Thank you so much for all that you've done, Em," Lulu retorted gratefully. "I can't imagine having this without either of you. I know that this isn't the most comfortable situation for either of you, but you've managed to put that aside to make tonight memorable for Dillon and me. From the bottom of my heart, I appreciate it more than words could ever express."

Elizabeth regarded her endearingly. "You look so much like your mother," she murmured, caressing her cheek maternally. "I am sure wherever she is, she is smiling down at you with the utmost pride shining in her eyes."

Lulu smiled at her from behind her wet eyes, grateful to have two women who understood exactly what was missing from the day. "I can't believe I'm getting married," she mused excitedly, covering her face with her hands. She was the first to leap from the limo outside the hotel, running as quickly as she could. A giggling Emily walked and a very pregnant Elizabeth hobbled after her. By the time they reached the suite, she was standing in the middle of the room with a puddle of silk heaped at her feet. Hair sticking up every which way, she didn't seem to notice either of them staring at her as she jammed her sandaled foot through the hem of the dress.

"Slow down, Lu," Emily ordered her calmly. "We have all the time in the world."

"I've waited my entire life for this, and I don't want to wait anymore," she declared. "I've loved and lost Dillon too many times to waste anymore time. I am so lucky. I found the love of my life and my best friend all wrapped up in one person. How many people find that?"

"Not enough," Emily agreed, an image of Lucky sleeping next to her flashing in her mind. She understood the young blonde's excitement, shared in their mutual understanding of the situation. "I'll call the boys. We'll meet them in a half-hour."

"Thanks," she called over her shoulder as she padded toward the bathroom.

Emily smiled kindly over at Elizabeth. "She's right, you know? It's rare to be able to fall in love with your best friend. We got to do it twice."

"Okay, okay, we'll be there," Lucky mumbled before flipping his phone shut. "Change in plans. Lulu moved up the wedding. We have 15 minutes to be at the chapel. I know the timing will be a little tight, but we can make it."

"That's about 14 minutes more than I need," Dillon retorted as he pulled the bottom button through the loop. Glancing at his reflection in the mirror, even he had to admit how excited he looked. Grabbing a sage green handkerchief, he folded it into his pocket and headed toward the door. "I'm ready."

"Great," Nikolas called as he followed the Quartermaine. Lucky was the last, pulling a velvet box from his lone piece of luggage. He still had one more trick up his sleeve.

Fifteen minutes later, the six of them reunited at the simple white chapel Emily had booked for them. Elizabeth was seated next to Nikolas in the front row, one hand resting entwined with his on her stomach. Emily stood at the altar, talking quietly to Dillon as they waited for their counterparts to make their way down the aisle. "Nikolas, can you come back here with me?" Lucky requested politely. Excusing himself to Elizabeth, the dark prince followed his brother to the back where Lulu was waiting nervously. "It's almost time, Lu."

"I know, I know," she muttered, pacing the length of the back pew, just out of sight from the few guests sprinkled inside the chapel. Her heart was pounding wildly in her chest, pulsing through the tips of her toes. Nikolas laid his hand softly on her shoulder. She turned and smiled at him, taking a deep breath and mustering all the Spencer courage she could. "Thanks."

"You look gorgeous," Lucky complimented her. "We have something for you."

Taking the box from her brother shakily, she looked between them with a skeptical smile. "What is this? You've both already done so much," she thanked them. Then, at her brothers' insistence, she slipped open the oblong case. A sparkling sapphire bracelet rested on a bed of velvet. "I recognize this."

"This bracelet was Mom's. Grandma Lesley gave it to her when she was just about your age," Lucky told her. "She gave it to me last fall and asked me to give it to you when you had your first child, so you can't have it for keeps yet."

"So, this bracelet represents something old, something borrowed and something blue?" Lulu asked, tears forming in the corner of her oceanic eyes.

"Actually, it also represents something new," Nikolas explained. "Lucky and I had it restrung to include the three hearts in the middle."

"The two diamonds represent you and Dillon," Lucky continued, "and the small sapphire heart represents the thing that brought you together in the first place. It represents your love."

"That small heart represents so much more," she whispered knowingly. "It represents the baby that we had to give up to truly find each other. And I hope it symbolizes the many children to come."

"It represents everything you have, everything you are and everything you want," Nikolas announced. "I wish you nothing but the best on this day and all the many days of your life." Hugging her tightly, he kissed her forehead and stepped back.

"I was there in the beginning, and I will be there in the end," Lucky promised, embracing her. "You are more than my little sister, you also happen to be one of my best friends and someone I can look up to. I love you, Lu."

She wrapped one arm around Lucky and one around Nikolas, pulling them into a sibling three-way hug. The monumental importance of the moment wasn't lost on any of them. As Nikolas headed back into the chapel and Lulu looped her arm through Lucky's one thought resided in three minds. Somehow, somewhere, Laura Spencer was smiling down at her children and silently pushing them toward the numerous blessings to come.