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To Choose Life
Chapter 17
The week passed quickly, while I stayed at the Quartermaines. I worked everyday at the Metro Court, and after work Dillon, Spinelli and I would get together and work on investigating Rick Webber's murder. I didn't see Georgie once and I became slightly suspicious.
However, that suspicion was forgotten on the day Dillon announced we could finally pick up our paternity test results, something he said too loudly and was of course overheard by Tracy, who demanded she speak to us immediately. "What's going on?" she ordered.
"It's nothing," Dillon insisted.
"Why is Lulu getting a paternity test done? Is there a chance you're not the father?" she asked Dillon.
"No," Dillon said. "I am this baby's father."
"Then why the paternity test?" she questioned us fiercely.
"Dillon wanted proof," I said meekly.
"Is that true?" Tracy asked Dillon. He nodded. "First of all, you two are the worst liars in the world, so tell me what is really going on."
"We told you," I said.
"Is Dillon lying for you? Whose baby is this really?" Tracy shouted, attracting Edward's attention.
"This child is not a Quartermaine?" Edward exclaimed, as he came into the room.
"This child is mine. 100 mine. I slept with Lulu. I impregnated Lulu. This child is a Quartermaine, so leave us alone," Dillon yelled.
"If you believed that, you wouldn't have asked for the paternity test. So Lulu, who else did you sleep with and whose child are you carrying?" Tracy asked.
"I slept with Dillon. This child is Dillon's. If you like, you can see the results."
"What aren't you telling us?" Tracy asked coldly.
"Okay look, Lulu got in over her head. She was being threatened by…"
"Dillon, shut up," I spat.
"Threatened by whom?" Edward asked.
"Look it's not important. The fact is, in order for her to get out of the situation, she used her pregnancy as leverage. Now this person believes this child is related to them and was trying to take it. Therefore, we had the paternity test done to prove I am the father," Dillon said, before pulling on my hand and leading me to the door.
"Not so fast," Tracy said. "Who was threatening Lulu? Was it Sonny Corinthos?"
"Why would Sonny threaten me?" I demanded. "He used to be really good friends with my father."
"Used to be," Tracy started. "Well who then? Alcazar?"
Our silence answered her question. "Alcazar threatened you?" Edward exclaimed. "He is going to pay for this."
"You don't understand. Sonny has dealt with it. He saved me and everything is fine. Once I prove Dillon is the father of my child it will all just go away."
"We're leaving," Dillon said, as he pushed me through the door and led me to the car.
XXXXX
We arrived at the hospital and went in search of Dr. Lee. Elizabeth was at the nurses' station. "Hey what are you guys doing here?" she asked gently.
"We're looking for Dr. Lee."
"Is everything okay?" she asked, with concern.
"Everything is fine. We just have some questions."
"Anything I can help you with?"
"I'd really rather talk to Dr. Lee," I insisted.
Elizabeth eyed us both suspiciously. "Okay, if I see her, I'll let her know you're looking for her."
"Thank you," I said, as Dillon followed me to the couch. "I just want this all to be over."
"It will be very soon," he said soothingly.
"Hey guys, I heard you were looking for me," Dr. Lee said gently.
"Yeah, are our results in?"
"Yes, just come with me to my office."
Dillon and I stood up and followed her to her office. She handed me the sealed envelope and I tore it open and looked down at mine and Dillon's names on the form, confirming us as the parents of my unborn child. For some reason seeing my name next to mother and his name next to father, gave me a sense of solace.
I handed Dillon the paper and he pretended to be overjoyed. Then we left the office and photocopied the results so his family could see them.
We left the hospital and went straight to Sonny's. "What can I do for you?" he asked, as we entered the room.
"Can I borrow Milo?" I asked gently.
"For what?"
"I have the paternity test results of the baby. I want to give them to Alcazar so he'll leave me alone."
"I don't think now is a good time for you to be visiting Alcazar. Give me the results and I'll make sure he sees them."
"I don't want him to think you're pushing an agenda or helping me in any way. I need him to believe these results are true."
"Well don't go to his house. You may never make it back out."
"Well what do you suggest?"
"I don't know. Meet him at Kelly's. Wait a while, but you're not going to his home."
I sighed. "I don't want to keep looking over my shoulder all of the time. I want him to leave me alone."
"You wouldn't have to if you kept Milo with you," Sonny insisted.
"I don't want a bodyguard. I want to show Alcazar these results and then wash my hands of this horrible situation and move on. All of this stress is going to hurt the baby."
"You're not going to his house. I'm sure you'll run into him somewhere," Sonny said.
"Fine," I muttered, as I dragged Dillon from the room.
"Well he's right," Dillon insisted. "We don't want to go to his home."
"Do you think Skye would let him hurt me?"
"What if Skye wasn't there?"
"Well where are we going to run into him?"
"I don't know, but we will."
Dillon took me for ice cream to cheer me up. He knew me way too well.
We arrived back at the Quartermaines and I dropped onto the couch. Tracy entered the room. "Well?"
I handed her the paper and she read it over. She sighed loudly and then set the paper down. "Oh well," she muttered as she left the room. I groaned in response.
Someone rang the doorbell and Alice announced that Alcazar was at the door. I jumped up off of the couch and ran to the door. Dillon could barely keep up.
"Lulu, are you responsible for my being summoned here?" he demanded.
"Here, this is proof that Dillon is the father," I said, pushing the original copy into his hands.
He looked down and sighed. "Why did you lie to me? I had just lost my son and you gave me hope that my son was going to live on in a child."
"You were going to kill me," I exclaimed.
"I had a temporary lapse of judgement. I was grieving over Diego and I wasn't thinking straight."
"That is no excuse," Dillon spat. "Stay the hell away from Lulu." Then Dillon grabbed my hand and led me into the other room.
"You stood up to the mobster for me?"
"Alcazar doesn't scare me when you and my baby are in danger."
I smiled. "I don't think he'd really do anything here, since he is with Skye."
"Well, I still mean that."
I bit my lip. "So I guess I don't have to live here anymore."
"Are you sure you want to leave? I miss you when you're not here."
"Dillon, we can't do this. Georgie is right, if we spend too much time together, who knows what will happen. I don't want to want you anymore," I said, standing up and placing a distance between us.
I heard him sigh, but I didn't dare look at his face, I figured it would hurt too much.
"Besides, I'm sure Carly could use some help with her boys."
"She has a nanny," Dillon muttered.
"I don't want to do this. I promised myself that I would get over you, living with you makes that hard Dillon."
He didn't say anything for a few minutes. I took his silence as his response and ran upstairs to pack my clothes.
I started tossing things into a suitcase when Dillon knocked on the door. "You can't keep doing this," he started.
"Doing what? Protecting myself from getting hurt?"
"Shutting me out every time we start to get closer. You keep me at this distance Lulu. Every time things begin to feel like they used to, you get upset and push me away."
"Dillon, I was in love with you. I went as far as breaking up your marriage. Sorry if when you didn't return the feelings my heart broke and now I try to keep it from breaking again, by keeping my distance. How selfish of me…"
"Lulu…"
"Don't Dillon. I am so tired of arguing with you over this."
"Can I at least give you a ride back to Carly's?" he asked in defeat.
"Yes," I agreed. "But can we please drop this discussion?"
He nodded as he took my bags and carried them downstairs.
"Leaving already?" Tracy asked.
"You don't have to leave dear. If you would rather stay, you let us know. Don't listen to Tracy," Edward said gently.
"This is not about Tracy," I insisted. "I only needed to stay temporarily." I turned to leave.
"Wait," Tracy called. "I need to speak to Lulu alone for a minute."
"You better retract your claws," Edward muttered to her, as he walked by.
"I'll wait for you outside," Dillon said gently.
As soon as we were alone, Tracy patted the seat next to her on the couch. I considered running, but changed my mind and sat down. "Are you sure you're okay?" she asked with actual concern.
"I'm fine."
"I don't mind if you stay here, but I don't want you and Dillon to end up back together. That was a disaster. You both ended up getting hurt."
"Dillon and I are just friends. He is only here for me because I am pregnant with his child. He and Georgie are still together."
"Yes, well, it's not like his relationship with Georgie is very solid or you wouldn't be pregnant."
"Dillon loves her. That is all that really matters."
"I'm impressed, you can actually spit that out without sounding bitter."
"I was wrong to break them up. I let my feelings for Dillon control my actions and I hurt him, and myself. I don't want to do that again. Dillon deserves to be with the girl he loves. I've accepted that that is not me."
"Okay, you've convinced me. Take care of that child, where ever you end up staying."
"I'm doing my best," I said, as I stood up and went outside to meet Dillon. He smiled at me as I approached the car.
"What did she want?"
"To talk," I said elusively.
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Dillon stopped the car at Carly's and helped me with my luggage. Letitia was sitting on the couch with the boys. "Hey Lulu," Michael said, as I entered the room. "Are you moving back in?"
"For a little while. Where's your Mom?"
"Her and Jax went out for a while."
"Okay, I'll be upstairs," I said, as Dillon followed behind me with my luggage. He set it down in the room I stayed in.
"Did you want to go out and meet Spinelli?" he asked gently. "We could work some more on solving Rick Webbers murder."
"I think I could use a nap. The baby needs me to be well rested," I said, as I dropped onto the bed.
"How about tomorrow when you get off work and I get home from ELQ?"
"That sounds good," I agreed.
"Okay, I'll see you later," he said, as he left the room and closed the door behind him.
As soon as I heard the door click shut, the tears started to pour from my eyes. I buried my face into my pillow and cried. I still loved him and it hurt to know I could never have him.
"I'm sorry Baby," I whispered. "You deserve parents that love one another. I wish I could at least give that to you, but I can't with the Quartermaines ready to steal you away the second I tried. How would you feel living with your Uncle Nikolas? He would love you as much as he could. You would be raised with privilege and I could see you whenever. I know it's not perfect but you don't want me raising you. I always fail at everything I try to do. I want you to have a better life than I did. I already love you Baby, but I don't think that is enough. Your grandfather taught me that. You'll understand when you meet him." I thought of my father and how once again, he'd disappeared. I didn't want my child to be raised that way. I cried harder, resting my hand against my stomach and holding my baby for comfort.