Chapter Sixty-Four
He paced the small confines of his cell, stopping every once in awhile to stare at the man beside him. He had no desire to speak to him, but the annoying man seemed to disregard his desires. Which wasn't all that shocking, he never did take into account what he really wanted.
With a growl Lucky said, "Would you stop looking at me like that. You are no better, if you forgot, you are looked up as tightly as I am. So don't go getting on your high horse and try and tell me what I did was wrong."
Luke had had a long time to think about what landed him in this predicament, and while he understood that his earlier rage was uncalled for and the object of his rage unjust, he hadn't been able to help it.
Everything in the past seventy-two hours seemed like a dream, especially the part where Tracy came in a told him she would not be posting his bail nor supplying him or his son with a lawyer. She didn't agree with all that had transpired and while she didn't care for Golden Boy or his Golden Girl, she understood that Luke and Lucky had no right to do or say what they had.
So he sat there in the sparsely furnished cell, reflecting to a past time when things seemed better. He couldn't pinpoint Lucky's downward slip from mentally balanced young man to untamed anger and delusions. He suppose Manny and the train crash were the start of it, but he really had to wonder, had he not been slipping before that. Even he had to admit that after Helena had twisted Lucky's mind and played her little games, Lucky had not been the same son he knew.
Now he was forced to admit that it wasn't Elizabeth's fault at all, he used her for his own delusions because it was easier that laying the blame on himself. So long as he could blame her, he didn't have to take responsibility, because if he were to be honest, that was something he had been running from all his life. When things got to rough to handle, he fled and at the start, his family went on the run with him. Now he left when he didn't want to deal with anything or anyone, it was what he did when he found out Lulu was pregnant and then had the abortion, instead of being there for her, he had run like a dog, with his tail between his legs.
For once Luke understood that he had destroyed his children, and he wasn't sure they could ever come back from it. All you had to do is look at Lulu, she was an angry woman. She had given up on all hopes of love and happily ever after, which in his opinion was a good thing. Love was not something you could take advantage of, it was like any other living thing, it needed to be nurtured and cared for, when it was taken for granted or abused, it began to look battered and frayed. The holes that you didn't know were there began to look like dark abyss that could not be traversed and the cracks that were miniscule to begin with became craterlike.
Of course he had never spoke at length about love to anyone, he too took it for granted, enjoyed it while it was there, but cast it aside when it was convenient.
"Listen Lucky, I know I have never done right by you, but your anger, you need to put it aside, it wasn't Elizabeth's fault, you pushed her into his arms, you took for granted what she so readily and willingly gave to you. You not only abused her body, but you abused her heart. Be a man Lucky, take your part in the downfall of your marriage. You did not give her a choice, she was scared for her child, you pushed her away the moment you chose pills over her and then again when you chose Maxie, what did you expect her to do, stand around waiting for you."
"Jason and Liz have always had a connection, you told me that yourself. If you would have thought for just a moment, perhaps you would have seen what you were doing. Liz had been willing to sacrifice everything she ever felt for Morgan, to be with you, she chose to be with you and perhaps we will never know fully why, but I think that is only a technicality anyway. You had her, she loved you and you destroyed it. Put aside your own anger and pain and think about it." Luke said, finally stopping, he couldn't tell if he was wasting his breath or not, either way he had to make him see.
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Mac had just received news about the paternity of Samantha McCall's child, and while he didn't want to be the one to tell this news, he knew he had no choice. So stealing himself, he went to the man who was closest in proximity and told him first.
He walked down the desolate hall to the holding cells. They were meant to hold a person for a day or a few hours, not days or weeks, but until all the evidence that could be found was, he didn't plan on taking it to court, he wanted Lucky Spencer put away for life.
Mac paused briefly at Luke Spencer's cell, looking at the man and not even sure he knew him any longer. But he had heard some of what he had been telling his son, and perhaps there was hope for Luke yet, I guess it all depended on what happened next.
"Lucky, I just got the results back from the paternity test. And while I know this was a tragedy, I have to admit, that child is better off. It was yours, a little girl, I am sorry." Mac said, disturbed by his own anger. He hadn't liked Lucky Spencer for a long time, and while it was true, he did believe the child was better off, Sam and Lucky were not fit to be parents. Now if the child would have turned out to be Jason's, he was sure him and Elizabeth would have done everything for that child.
"You can wipe that arrogant look off your face Mac. You think you know me, but you don't have a clue, that child was mine, she would have had everything…" Lucky said hotly, but suddenly all the anger and strength ran out of him, he fell to the floor. He pulled into himself, his body moving into the fetal position, once he had found a spot to his liking, his body was rocked by the sobs that burst from him, his whole body shook with the effort.
Mac didn't want to stand around and be witness to that, if he did, he might very well feel sympathy for him, and that was not something he wanted, not at all.
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Jason looked from Elizabeth to Monica, trying to find some clue he possibly could have missed. Liz was so positive that everything would turn out okay, but he wasn't so sure.
After everything they had been through, he highly doubted that things would just miraculously change. But the weight of their eyes on him stilled all thoughts in his mind. Doing the only thing he could, he held his breath and waited for the other shoe to drop, bad things normally happened in two's or three's…
Monica couldn't wait any longer her sons fear was palpable, so instead of delaying longer she finally spoke, "I know you are both worried about Alan but I have faith in you and the people you know, that Alan will be brought home safely. About your tests, there really isn't all that much wrong, Liz your iron is low, it seems you are anemic, which isn't all that odd considering you are pregnant."
Monica had been expecting shock, tears, fear, but Jason surprised them all. She knew that another child would be a blessed addition, but with everything that was going on, she was truly worried that Jason would look upon a new arrival as something to dread.
Jason's hand slipped out of Elizabeth's and before he could even think about anything, he scooped her into his arms and lifted her off the bed, swirling her around the room.
Elizabeth barely had time to think before she found herself enclosed tightly in Jason's arms. She couldn't wrap her mind around the news though. Alan was barely four months old and…. Well she hadn't been thinking about protection. By the elated look on Jason's face, she could tell he was ecstatic, but she could also see his fear, a fear he was trying very hard to hide, had she not known him so well, perhaps she would have missed it.
"Jase-Jason, are you really happy about this? I am sorry, I never even thought about getting pregnant, not that I am not happy, I really am, but after everything that is happening… I know you are going to try and take the blame for everything, but really this was not your fault." Liz said as tears first welled, then fell from her eyes.
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Carly, Robin, Emily, Lainey and Kelly all sat around Jake's. Carly had called an emergency meeting when Sonny had phoned her and alerted her to what was going on. "Brenda wanted to be here, but seeing as how she is watching Cameron tonight, it was not possible, but we are to phone her when we have come to some sort of decision.
Now the five women, who were not really friends but not really enemies either sat around the large table, a drink in hand.
"Okay girls, while I am not one to do the touchy feely thing, I think Elizabeth needs our help, not to mention Jason. I know we are probably not cut out for this, but Alan needs our help and while I trust Jason and Sonny to find him. What's to say we can't help out." Carly said, wanting nothing more than to help her friends, for once she was not thinking about herself, but those around her.
"What makes you think we can do any good, we are more than likely just going to get in the way, besides is that what the cops are for?" Lainey asked, not liking where Carly was going with this.
"Supposedly, but can you honestly think leaving the Port Charles police department to handle this situation is a good idea, look at the track record, they don't have much luck. I just think it would be smart if we all kept our eyes and ears open." Carly replied, feeling impassioned about something for once that didn't revolve around her.
"While I hold our police department in a little higher regard, I tend to have to agree with Carly, which I would just like to say, I loathe, but she has a point. The more people that care about Jason and Liz that know about this and are willing to keep their eyes and ears open, then perhaps Alan will be home where he belongs sooner rather than later." Robin said, hating the fact that she was really beginning to like all the women there.
"Okay, so what is our big plan?" Kelly asked, intrigued in spite of herself, this was not conductive to her career, but like Carly said, they were willing to do it, because of Liz and Jason. It wasn't everyday you got to see a storybook romance blossom before your very eyes and Jason and Liz, they had that and so much more.
"While I don't really have a clue as to whatever we could possibly do, I think just keeping our eyes open, will be the start. If any of us can come up with another idea, well like Regis says, 'phone a friend', we will keep everyone updated on the progress or if anything new comes up." Emily said, knowing that she could possibly regret doing this, but unable to deny that she wanted to help. Liz and Jason were not just friends to her, they were family and that meant she would do anything she could to help. Now she just had to talk to Nikolas and convince him to help, although she hadn't seen him since the wedding, she understood he was angry about what Lucky did, but she could feel that something else was happening.
The girls stuck around long enough to have a few more drinks, but when they left, not a single one had drank enough to be considered impaired, that type of conduct would wait till Alan was safely home.
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