Read It and Weep

"Bobbie, she'll be fine." Elizabeth bounced Majandra easily up to her shoulder. The little girl immediately grabbed at Elizabeth's ponytail, determined to munch on the brown hair. "It's only a couple of hours. Both your numbers are on speed dial. Everything will be fine."

"I know. I trust you. It's just...she's so little." Bobbie turned back to Cruz. "Maybe we shouldn't go to dinner. We can order takeout."

"No." Cruz shook his head. "You need this. We need this."

"Please." Lucky begged from his spot on the couch. "Please do not talk about what the two of you need."

"Shut up." Elizabeth narrowed her eyes at him, but the smile on her face betrayed her annoyance.

"I'm just saying..."

"No one asked you." Elizabeth cut him off swiftly. Turning her attention back to the couple in front of her, she said, "Go. Have fun. Don't call nine million times."

"But it's free to call." Bobbie argued, holding up her matching phone.

"Yes it is. But I've talked with Dillon. I know one call leads to a hundred. The point of having a babysitter is to have fun."

"But...but..." Bobbie stammered.

"But nothing. She's right." Cruz placed his hand on his wife's back. "Thanks again you guys. We'll see you later."

"Bye!" Elizabeth waved and closed the door.

Whirling around as quickly as she could while balancing an infant on her shoulder, Elizabeth practically marched her way towards the couch. "I thought one of your New Year's Resolutions was to be mature about them."

"Don't you know New Year's resolutions are for quitters?"

She wanted to smack the smirk off his face, at the same time she wanted to laugh at the pout he had affected. Damn pregnancy hormones, made it impossible to keep a single emotion for longer than a few seconds. "Here." Elizabeth gently detangled Majandra's little fist from her hair before holding her out for Lucky. "Hold her a second will you?"

Taking his newest cousin carefully, Lucky managed to give his best quizzical look in her direction. "Any particular reason why?"

"It's either you hold her or you move the entire contents of her room at home that they brought with them while I hold her and direct the whole affair."

He shuddered just a little. If there was one thing Lucky knew about Elizabeth, it was this. She was more than a little obsessive about putting everything in its proper place. His shoulder was probably going to be permanently sore from the number of times he had to rearrange the furniture in the nursery so far, at last count fifteen times. "I'll hold her."

"Good man."

*****

"All she does is lay there." Cameron sat back and folded his arms across his chest. "Babies are boring." He declared.

Elizabeth and Lucky both ducked their heads behind their hands to keep from laughing too loudly. Cameron had been excited for Majandra to come and visit for a little bit, until he had been told she wouldn't be able to play trains with him.

"Are all babies boring?" Cameron wondered.

"It's a phase." Lucky nodded. "And it's a girl thing."

"Hey!" Elizabeth smacked Lucky in the ribs. "Watch it mister."

"All she's doing is sleeping." Cameron complained, oblivious to the comments of the grown ups. "Doesn't she play?"

"She's too small to play." Elizabeth explained gently. "Give her a few months and she'll be more than ready to play."

"A few months?" Cameron's voice rose in alarm. "That's like forever."

"It's not forever. And she'll be bigger the next time you'll see her." Lucky pointed out. "Before you know it, Majandra will be chasing you around the yard."

For four, Cameron could give a skeptical look on rival with any his father had ever given. "I don't play with girls."

"Champ, you play with Kristina."

"She's not a girl. She's Kristina."

"Well of course she's not." Elizabeth agreed, trying not to laugh at the same time digging her nails into Lucky's leg to keep him from laughing out loud. "Kristina's totally not a girl."

"I'm sure Mac will sleep much easier knowing that information." Lucky muttered under his breath.

"Behave." Elizabeth whispered.

"I am."

Cameron stood up and rearranged his pajama bottoms, which were covered in footballs. "I'm getting my trucks." he declared as he made his way towards the stairs towards his room.

Watching till Cameron was safely out of eyeshot, Lucky doubled over with laughter. "Kristina's not a girl. I've got to remember to share that one."

"Would you stop? You realize in two months we'll have to deal with 'babies are boring' on a full time basis, right?"

"Calm down. If he gets too bored we can ship him off to Robin's or Lucas's. Play dates are the answer."

"You're not taking this seriously."

Lucky laughed and traced the tip of her nose. "You're adorable when you're worried."

Elizabeth leaned back on the couch and crossed her arms in a huff. "And you're patronizing me."

"Little bit. Did it work?"

Damn it she really couldn't stay mad at him when he was sitting there giving her puppy dog eyes. "I haven't decided yet."

Majandra, deciding that not enough attention was being paid to her, picked that exact second to let out a piercing cry. Balling her little fists into the air and kicking her legs in perfect time, almost immediately her face began to resemble the color of her mother's hair. Lucky moved towards her on the floor, picking her up easily, bouncing her against his chest. "Shh. Shh. It's ok." He cooed softly.

Elizabeth bit her lip to keep her smile back at the image in front of her. "Ok. Now I'm not ticked at you."

*****

"Three whole hours. I'm impressed." Lucky teased as he opened the door for his aunt and best friend to come in. "Did you lose the phone?"

"No." Cruz chuckled. "I hid it in the trunk on the way into the restaurant."

"Very smart Grasshopper. You are learning."

"Did you have fun?" Bobbie asked her baby daughter as she carried her into the living room. Neither guy had seen her even move toward the stairs.

"Damn that was fast." Lucky muttered.

"She was fine Bobbie." Elizabeth smiled as she played with Majandra's tiny fist. "A little angel."

"I see you had to use the spare pajamas." Bobbie cooed at the baby. "Did you lose your lunch baby girl?"

"No. Cameron wanted to see if she would swim."

"He didn't?" Cruz laughed.

"After we had to convince him she wasn't a football." Lucky nodded.

"She's not?" Cruz feigned confusion, winning a smack from his wife.

"And you two wonder why Cameron is confused by this whole baby concept." Elizabeth shook her head.

"So anyways, did you have a good time?" Lucky asked as they all moved further into the living room.

"We did. I haven't been to a jazz club since I moved to Port Charles." Bobbie recalled leaning into Cruz as her daughter started to doze.

"That new one Axe found?"

"Yeah. It turns out he's a man of many talents. At least that's what Becca tells me." Bobbie murmured with a grin.

"I don't need to hear this." Cruz grumbled, covering his ears.

"Too much information. Way too much information." Lucky shuddered.

"Oh get your minds out of the gutter." Elizabeth rolled her eyes. "Boys."

Elizabeth leaned over to the coffee table and picked up the paper. Between oversleeping this morning, work, doctor's appointment, and babysitting, she hadn't had a chance to even glance at the paper today. While the guys started to talk hockey and Bobbie busied herself with fussing with her daughter, Elizabeth idly flipped the Leisure section over.

Blinking in confusion, she pulled the paper closer to her as two familiar faces registered in her brain. Surely she wasn't reading this. This would not be how she would find out about something this major happening. No way. No way. Waving her hand, she tried to get Lucky's attention. "Lucky. Lucky."

"You are crazy. They so do not have a shot at the title."

"LUCKY!" She screamed, hoping against hope she wouldn't wake both Cameron and Majandra.

Running over with Cruz, Lucky felt his heart leap out of his chest. "What? What is it? The baby? Are you ok?"

"I'm fine. I'm fine. It's that." Elizabeth pointed to the paper as if it held the secret of life. "Look. Look."

Picking up the paper, Lucky looked the direction she was pointing and nearly dropped the paper. "What the hell?"

"What? What's going on?" Cruz asked, concern lacing his voice.

Lucky cleared his voice, and began to read from the paper.

"Patrick Drake and Robin Scorpio announced their engagement this afternoon. Patrick Noah Drake is the son of the infamous Noah Drake, a surgeon with a reputation for brilliance. Robin Cecilia Scorpio is the daughter of ex-Presidential candidate Anna Scorpio and Robert Scorpio..." Lucky would have read further, but the words started to blur.

"Why wouldn't they tell us? Why wouldn't they tell us?" Elizabeth wondered.

"This is not a funny joke." Bobbie shook her finger at her nephew.

"Patrick? Engaged? Right, okay." Cruz rolled his eyes.

"It's not a joke." Lucky handed the paper over to Cruz. "Even Patrick wouldn't go to this extreme for a joke."

"Why wouldn't she tell me?" Elizabeth sobbed. "I can keep a secret."

"I think there is only one solution." Lucky nodded. "We corner them."

"Maybe it's a misprint. It could be a misprint." Cruz kept muttering.

"If it was a misprint we would have heard Patrick yelling from here." Lucky pointed out.

"But he can't be getting married." Bobbie sucked in a breath and her eyes started to fill with tears.

"Well I'm getting answers." Elizabeth stood up and made her way towards the door. "Who's coming with me?"