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Chapter Twelve

Elizabeth was dreading the conversation she was going to have to have with her Grams. She knew exactly how Audrey Hardy was going to react, not only to the news that she slept with Jason while still married to Lucky, but that now the child she is carrying is Jason's. She's never understood her Grams utter contempt for Jason, who has never been anything but good to her. While they may have had their ups and downs, and those downs got really bad – on both sides, she knew when push came to shove that Jason would always back her. Hell, he even made a deal with Ric, the man he hated most in this world, just to save her from going to prison. And for a man that didn't like to lie, what he did for her was huge.

Pulling into the driveway at her Grams house, she turned off the car and just sat for a few minutes, trying to control her raging emotions. Steeling herself for the fight she is about to have, she stiffens her spine and gets out of the car. She didn't tell Jason that she was going to tell her Grams the truth about their baby. She knew he would have wanted to come to support her. But, she didn't want to subject Jason to her Grams' disdain. She also couldn't risk Jason being seen right now. She hopes that she can get her to come to terms with everything that is going on and keep her from coming down on him.

Walking up to the front door, she walks in, "Grams?"

Coming out of the kitchen, Audrey smiles at her beautiful granddaughter, "Hello darling. How was your day?"

"Long, interesting, and draining. Where's Cam?"

"He's upstairs, taking a nap. He played so hard today; he didn't even fight me when it was time for him to lie down."

"That's good. I'm glad he was good for you today. Um, listen Grams; we need to talk about a few things. There's something I need to tell you."

Immediately concerned by her granddaughter's comment and mood, "What is it darling? Is everything alright with Lucky? He's trying so hard to stay clean for this baby. Whatever it is, you can tell me."

"Grams, Lucky is part of it. And, no, I don't think that he's using again. I saw him earlier today with Maxie Jones. They were talking about their baby. That's just it, though; he used this baby as a reason to get clean. He needs to do this for himself if he wants to stay clean. I'm still very angry that he wouldn't go for me, or for Cam, or even for Maxie's baby."

"All that matters, darling, is that he is clean. He so wants to be a family again with you, Cam and his new baby."

"That's not going to happen, Grams. I'm not in love with Lucky, and I haven't been truly in love with him for a very long time. We've tried and tried, but we are two different people now, and we grew apart."

"I know you, Elizabeth. You do still love Lucky. You can make this work with him, if only you would just open your heart and forgive him."

"Look Grams, yes, I do love Lucky. But I'm not in love with Lucky. There is no making our marriage work. He got addicted to pain killers. He left those same drugs lying around our house where my son could have found them and taken them. I would never have been able to forgive him, or myself, if something would have happened to Cam because of those damn drugs. He cheated on me, I don't even know how many times, with a barely legal adult that he got pregnant, just so he could get those drugs. Because of those drugs, I have taken two hard falls while I'm pregnant, and he shot a loaded gun in my house! I know that he's sorry about all of that now, but I can't trust him. I don't know that I ever would be able to trust him again. You and he, and everyone else for that matter, need to face it, our marriage is over. I am getting a divorce."

"Oh, Elizabeth, don't you think you are being too hard on him?"

"Please do not start singing the praises of St. Lucky to me, Grams. I know that I am not blameless in the failure of my marriage. I have done things, too. Lucky is not in love with the person I am now. He is still in love with that scared little raped girl that he pulled from the bushes who couldn't sleep alone in her own bedroom. He still wants me to be that same 'totally dependent on him' girl that I was back then. I got over it and I've moved on. I'm not that scared little girl anymore."

"Of course Lucky loves you for who you are now. You are a brave, strong-willed, independent woman. I know he sees that and loves you even more for it."

"No, Grams, he doesn't. You know what, it doesn't matter anyways. Things are changing in my life, and that is what I want to talk to you about, not Lucky. Can we just sit down so I can tell you what I need to tell you?"

With Elizabeth sitting on the couch, Audrey chooses to sit in the wingback chair, for some reason she knows that she is not going to like whatever it is her granddaughter is going to say to her. Crossing her legs, she lays her arms across her lap and looks expectantly at Elizabeth. "Okay, so what is it that you have to tell me?" she asks wearily.

Taking a deep breath, Elizabeth steels herself to finally make her confession, "On the night of the blackout in August, I found Lucky having sex in our bed with Maxie." Holding up her hand to stop any comments from her grandmother, "Needless to say, I was extremely upset. I didn't know where to go. I couldn't come here and listen to you telling me again and again to forgive and forget, to give Lucky another chance. I wandered around, not going anywhere in particular. I ended up on a friend's doorstep. We talked and realized that we had both seen loved ones in the exact same position. We spoke for a long time about what was going on, about the past, everything. We were just being there for each other as friends. Without going into details, one thing led to another and we….we were intimate that night. What I need to tell you is that man is the father of my baby, not Lucky." She lets out the breath she was holding in, waiting for her grandmother's reaction.

Stunned and confused, Audrey remains silent for many minutes, coming to terms with what her granddaughter has just told her. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, she spoke, "If Lucky is not your baby's father, then who is?"

"Jason. Jason Morgan is this baby's father."