Chapter Thirty

Merely by accident Lucky ran into Elizabeth, she had just come out of a bridal shop, that little tidbit of information hurt more than he could say. "Liz, how are you?"

"How dare you speak to me, you tried to take my son from me, from us. I understand you were hurt, but what you were doing was wrong. Alan needs his father and so does Cameron and finally that has happened." Liz said, her anger evident in her very stance and posture.

"Cameron is not Jason's son, I was suppose to adopt him, while we were married. Besides I just dropped the custody case, there is no way Jason already adopted my SON!" Lucky said as his anger overtook him, he took a threatening step towards his ex-wife but retreated just as quickly, when Max and Milo stepped in front of her.

Taking a small measure of comfort from the men standing in front of her, Liz replied, "For your information, Cameron is Jason's son, the test proved it. He doesn't need to adopt what is already his. I am sorry again for how this turned out, but I have apologized enough already, I won't continue to do it. We are over and can never go back, for that matter we never should have tried to begin with."

Lucky's eyes filled with tears, a retort stalled on his lips. He ran then, away from everything he had heard and the mocking laughter that bubble up from within. He ran until his lungs burned and his eye sight first double then trebled.

How was he suppose to continue on with life, when his reasons for living no longer existed. She had in one moment, taken everything he had wanted and needed to survive.

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The cake had been ordered, a beautiful three tier masterpiece, white chocolate icing over white vanilla cake, white roses placed strategically. Her bouquet of white calla lilies had been ordered as well, the nice thing was that the flowers would work with any dress she finally decided upon.

Both Cameron and Alan had been fitted for their own little tuxes, and Jason's tux was already picked up, awaiting the wedding. Not having to deal with the men's fittings was something Liz was thankful for, considering the problems she was having finding a wedding dress.

Emily was wearing a sapphire blue silk dress, with empire waist, strapless with tie backing, tasteful silver beading on the bodice. It looked beautiful on her and she was happy for that, seeing how horrendous some wedding party dresses could be.

Everything was working out wonderfully, her bruises were almost completely gone. The ones on her arm were going to take a little longer than the ones on her face, but nothing that make-up couldn't cover.

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Mac had uncovered the first of the two prints, it was disturbing to see the name on his screen. The fingerprint belonged to Mateo Ruiz, the fairly new priest, this did not bode well for Mac.

"Cruz, I need you to find Mateo Ruiz, his fingerprint was on the ring, whether or not he was the one who hurt Elizabeth or killed Skye makes no difference, I want him in here ASAP. I don't want you telling anyone either, especially Jason or Sonny, they get a hold of this information and we won't have to worry about finding him, they'll take care of him." Mac said.

"And why would that be a bad thing, after everything his brother did, it doesn't surprise me that he is behind this. But I understand what you are saying, I'll keep my lips zipped for the time being, but if we can't find him, we may need to accidentally let this slip, Jason and Sonny are good at what they do, we haven't been able to pin a single…" Cruz said, but was cut off.

"Never mind that Detective, just because we haven't been able to prove they have done anything doesn't mean we won't, it is all a matter of time." Mac said, slightly angry at Cruz's lack of faith in the Port Charles Police Department.

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Alexis sat silently in the room, thinking about the last few years and how her life had fallen apart. Once again she was alone, left to take care of her daughters, but the question was, would she recover for lung cancer. If Sam was her daughter then no matter what she had done, she would stand by her and try and help, even though on many other occasions that didn't work so well.

However, with Ric out of the picture, she could now concentrate on getting better, then she could get her old job back, that was when she was happiest, working a case, actually it was always more enjoyable when she was working for Sonny, that man held a special control over her.

He's the only one who could make her absolutely furious and so overwhelmingly crazy for a brush of his hands. Of course she did marry his brother, she was just lucky Sonny didn't despise her just on principal. Before her thoughts could go any further, they were interrupted as Sam was brought back to the room.

"What's wrong?" Alexis asked, seeing the unnatural pallor to her skin.

"Alexis she has pneumonia, she wasn't taking care of her self, it's in her lungs, we have to keep her here for a few days, at least till we can get her re-hydrated and know that the medicine is working. Then there is the other problem, I told Sam back in February that it would not be smart for her to become pregnant because there was virtually no way for her to carry the child to term, but she must have disregarded that advice, because she is now pregnant." Dr. Lee said, taking over for the nurse when it was determined that Sam was pregnant.

"Sam, you're pregnant? Who's the father, but I suppose if you can't carry it to term it won't really matter, but why weren't you using protection." Alexis asked, dumbfounded.

Nothing seemed to penetrate the fog that had settled upon her. She was suppose to be unable or close to it, to becoming pregnant. Now her dreams were coming true, but the question remained, could she honestly expect to carry this child to term. She hoped with ever fiber of her being that she would be able to, she needed this child, it would be her saving grace. But who was the father, Jason or Lucky?

"Sam are you even listening to me?" Alexis asked, clearly annoyed at her daughter.

"I heard you, can't I have a minute to let this sink in. As for who the father is, I don't know it could be Lucky or Jason!" Sam said hoarsely, before she could say anything else she broke down into a fit of coughs, her body shaking from the exertion it took.

Dr. Lee placed a glass of water in front of Sam, knowing the girl would take it if she needed it. She knew things with Samantha were going to be rough, she wanted to explain that she should contemplate having an abortion because this child could be a health risk, but she bit her tongue. She knew how badly Sam wanted a baby, so the risks would be acceptable to her.

It made no sense to Dr. Lee, even though she was a woman, she couldn't fathom why Sam would endanger her life. Kelly wanted children in her future at some point, but she would not risk her health, a person had to be smart about things like this, you couldn't just bring a child into the world and hope things turned out alright. With a sigh of frustration Dr. Lee left Alexis and Sam alone, there was no point in arguing tonight, if Sam even hoped to carry to term, she was going to need bed rest and time to recover from the pneumonia.

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