Trying to keep her voice light, Elizabeth squeezed her brother's hand, trying to ignore the fact this was the first time she could ever remember him not responding to her. "Just so you know you've officially lost all rights to make comments about my love life. Secret weddings negate all naturally endowed big brother rights."

It had been almost an hour and still it seemed impossible to wrap her head around it. Her brother was married? Her brother who had once declared all girls except for her "full of cooties"? The one who had hidden away even better than she had after his last break up? The one who just about exploded at her for wanting to tell Lucky about her pregnancy first instead of him had gone and not only got married but kept quiet about it?

"Oh, Liz, I'm sorry." Georgie hadn't realized Elizabeth was still sitting with Steven.

"Georgie." Elizabeth looked at the young woman she had always thought of as Robin's little cousin. Just a few months ago she remembered Robin talking about the classes Georgie was signing up for and the fun she was having shopping for her trip. Now they were sisters-in-law? Had they been married when Grams had her stroke? Was that why Georgie had volunteered to go get Steven from the airport? "No it's fine. Come in."

"Are you sure? I don't want to interrupt." Georgie told her rather uneasily.

"Yeah. It's fine. I was just letting him know he no longer has the right to lecture me on not keeping him fully informed about every minute of my life."

"Yeah...sorry about that. It's my fault."

Elizabeth smiled softly. "I know my brother. He wouldn't have agreed if he didn't want to."

"No, I mean about not telling you immediately."

"What? Are you telling me public spectacles weren't the plan to tell everyone?"

"Not quite. We were supposed to have dinner with my dad and Alexis tonight and tell them first. And then we were going to tell you and the rest of the family. It wasn't supposed to happen like this."

"Georgie." Elizabeth reached out to touch the nervous woman on the arm. "I get this wasn't what you were planning. I get it. Believe me I am the expert at things not going as planned."

"This is all my fault." Georgie turned her face away, fighting for composure.

"No it's not. It's the fault of the bastard who was driving that other car."

"But he wouldn't have been out there if it weren't for me. He wouldn't have had to lie to everyone. I wanted to wait. Not Steven." Georgie's eyes settled on Steven's battered face and she felt hot tears spill down her face.

"You can't know that. Georgie, you could have told everyone and it still could have happened." Elizabeth stood up and enfolded the shaking woman in her arms. "It's not your fault. I don't blame you. My grandmother doesn't blame you. And I know Steven doesn't blame you. Don't you dare listen to my mother."

"I'm so scared." Georgie admitted.

"We all are. But I'll tell you a secret. You will never meet anyone more stubborn than my brother. And I get the feeling he's going to fight like hell."

Georgie looked up at Elizabeth, tears fresh in her eyes. "I don't know what I'm supposed to be doing. My mother left too early to show me how a wife was supposed to take care of her husband. What if I'm doing something wrong? I've talked to the doctor and I've listened, but it's all starting to blur. I'm so scared I'm going to make a mistake."

"Well the first thing is don't take notes from my mother. In fact do the exact opposite of her."

Georgie pretended to write something in the air with her finger. "Don't have a blonde jerk for a daughter. Check." She thought she smiled, but she could have imagined it.

Elizabeth leaned back and looked Georgie in the eye. "Just a second. You aren't pregnant are you? I mean I don't care if you are, but the last thing you need is my parents finding out that information."

"No. False alarm on that one." Georgie explained.

"False alarm…did you two get married because you thought you were pregnant?"

"Steven asked me and then we found out I wasn't, but he still wanted to. And I did too."

"So did he rip off one of those movies he swears are the best ever or did he actually try something original?"

"A little of both. Kept to the tradition of asking when we were waiting for the test to tell us something and then asked again once he knew I wasn't."

"Sounds about right for him. So how long exactly have you been together?"

"Almost five months." Georgie couldn't hide her blush.

"That's...wow...that's fast. And he thought I was moving fast with Lucky?"

"It was wonderfully spontaneous and there's not a day I regret it, but sometimes I wonder what it would have been like to come home and just be dating, you know?"

"Well it would certainly be a bit more ordinary. But I'm told that is highly overrated."

"This is Port Charles, after all." Georgie went on. "Had to live up to its crazy reputation."

"Of course. Makes total sense."

"What would you say to some hot chocolate? If I have one more sip of coffee, I'm going to start climbing the walls."

"That sounds great, but I should probably be getting the twins home soon."

"We'll be here. I think Uncle Steven would like if you brought them. Hopefully, he won't be here long enough to miss them." Georgie reached for his left hand and held it in both of hers.

Elizabeth rocked back on her heels and put her hand to her mouth. "It just hit me. You're Aunt Georgie."

Georgie smiled back, but kept her focus on her husband. "I guess that makes me pretty lucky."

Previews:

She and Elizabeth were going to have to go shopping for baby clothes. She had gotten a yellow nightgown with green turtles splayed across the front to bring him home in, but other than that, she was going to have to tap into her friend's knowledge on the subject. It wasn't like this little guy was going to come to her at six as Morgan had.