Cameron entered the precinct just as his shift was about to begin. After his confrontation with Lila and her subsequent news, he was a little shaken. But, he decided, that was to be expected when a man learned that he was about to be a father. He needed to talk it out and knew just the person to do it with.

A child was lucky to have one good father, but Cam realized that he was exceptionally lucky when he'd had two fathers to look up to. Although neither man had been his biological father, they'd treated him as their own child. And to this day, Cam couldn't have been gladder that he'd had both Lucky and Jason in his life. But right now, he needed to talk to the most available man and Lucky topped that list.

Cameron walked toward the commissioner's closed door. Knocking out of politeness, he waited to be allowed entrance. As lucky called out, he walked slowly inside.

"Commissioner?"

Lucky looked up absently. "Yes? Cameron?"

"Commissioner, do you have a moment?"

Lucky nodded quickly and motioned for the chair on the opposite side of the door. "For you, always. What's up?"

Cam sat in the chair and tried to organize his thoughts. He didn't know how to start the whole conversation. How did one tell their father that their girlfriend was pregnant? Cam sighed. He better start talking.

"You know that Lila Alcazar and I are involved, right?"

Lucky set his pen down and nodded. "Yes, I saw the two of you at the charity ball. Everything going okay?"

"She's pregnant"

Lucky's eyes widened and he puffed out a breath. "Wow, I wasn't expecting that. How long have you known?"

Cameron glanced at the clock on the wall, "Oh…about a half hour. I was at Kelly's meeting Lila and she practically fainted in front of me. I demanded to know what was wrong and she wouldn't tell me. I threatened her with a trip to the hospital and then she said that she was pregnant."

"What are you going to do?"

Cam closed his eyes briefly. "I don't know. She knew that I would have proposed marriage right then and there. But she said that she wouldn't marry me unless she knew that I was marrying her for her and not just for the baby."

"And are you?" Lucky removed his glasses and eyed his son. "Do you love her without thinking about the baby?"

Cameron nodded. "Yes, I love her. More than anything. But right now all I can think about is the baby. I mean—I just found out that I'm going to be a father in a matter of months. We never planned for this. Hell, we used protection except for one time" he replied.

"So you need to convince her that," Lucky said. He stood up and walked around the desk, perching himself on the corner.

"Dad, I love her. I do, but all I think about is this—this life that we created by mistake."

"Is is a mistake?"

Cam shook his head quickly. "No, I can't see it as a mistake. It's a huge surprise, but not a mistake. I can't think about anything else other than how am I going to be a good father?"

"You'll be a good father. You had two men—me and Jason—to show you what a good father is. I know that you will do anything for your child—and your child's mother."

"Thanks for that, Dad. I needed that encouragement."

Lucky sighed. He knew that the man he'd called his son, was hurting and wished nothing more that he could solve the problem. But he knew that part of being an adult was learning to solve one's own problems. God knew he'd had his fair share. "Cameron, all I can say it that you need to give it time. Time to sink in. you need to think over everything and make your decisions with Lila."

Cameron nodded and stood up to hug his father. As they connected for a brief second the phone rang. Lucky broke away from Cameron and reached over the computer for the phone. "Commissioner Spencer."

Cam moved toward the door just as Lucky motioned for him to stay. "What? Elizabeth? Okay. That does sound strange. What's the name? Anya Erosa? Okay, I'll look it up. Thanks for keeping an eye and ear open."

He replaced the phone and looked at his son. "It looks like we have a lead. There's a nurse at GH who was lurking outside Lansing's room. Apparently she used her cell to make a call reporting that Lansing was awake. Your mom witnessed it. She's new to town and to the hospital. Elizabeth thought it was worth looking into. Looks like we finally got our break."

With a smile, Cameron followed his father out of the office to begin the day. No matter how much work he had his new life with Lila and their baby was always at the forefront of his mind.

GH*GH*GH*GH*GH

Lila had finally calmed down by the time she was walking into the courthouse. She stepped onto the elevator and waited as it moved up through the floors. She was still shaken up after her confrontation with Cameron.

She wished that her news hadn't come out that way. She'd have preferred to live with the knowledge of her pregnancy for a little while longer and then tell Cameron. That way, she'd know what she wanted to do. But now, it was all out in the open and she had to deal with the aftermath.

Sighing, she walked out as the elevator door opened. Just as she was about to walk to her own office, she saw Alexis Davis motion wildly to her. Great. She wasn't in the mood for more work, not with what she already had on her plate. A glance at the clock told her that she was nearly twenty minutes late for work anyway.

But she did as was asked—even if silently—and walked down to Alexis' office. Alexis was on the phone when she walked inside.

"Ric, I told you, I can't represent you. I have way too much on my plate to do it. Yes, I know that if you could, you'd represent yourself. But I don't think that that is a good idea in this instance. I mean, you are still recovering from being shot. Ric, I can't represent you. But I know who can. I will send my best lawyer over to your bedside right now. Who? You will have to wait and see. Have the police come and talk to you? They might have a lead. Okay, I'll stop by later and see how you are doing." She grimaced. "Yes Ric. I'll see you later." With a huff of breath, she slapped the phone down.

She turned a hundred-watt smile on Lila. "Hello Sunshine, how's your day so far?"

Lila shook her head. "It's too bad to really get into. I'm assuming that Ric has awoken." She took the offered seat.

Alexis sat primly in her own chair and nodded. "Yes, he woke up just this morning. Everything is going well, he should be out of the hospital within the week. They are keeping his for observation. But his case is still ongoing and the police might have a lead."

She told Lila about what Elizabeth Morgan had seen and heard and that Commissioner Spencer was looking into it. "Evidently Anya Erosa is originally from Argentina. She moved up here only recently with her brother Mikhail Erosa. The police are looking into him now. They think that he is involved with drug smuggling. Sounds a little like the mob reincarnated to me," she grinned. "I can't figure out how Port Charles always attracts the mob," she added, taking a sip of her coffee.

Lila felt her mouth water as she thought of the coffee she could no longer have. Focusing her attention back on Alexis' face, she spoke, "So do you want me to represent Ric?"

"Yes, that is what I'd like. We don't know what the Erosa siblings have to do with Ric, but when we do and if they are part of his attempted murder, one or both will most certainly be prosecuted to the fullest extent of the law. Would you do that for me?"

Lila looked surprise. "Yes, yes. That's just what I've been looking for. I need to do some research before I talk to him though." She jumped up and gathered her purse and briefcase.

Alexis looked grateful. "Thank you Lila. I really appreciate it. I would do it myself, but I don't think that I should considering that he is my ex-husband and father to my daughter." She too stood up and walked to the office door. "Let me know what you find out."

Lila nodded and with a wave, walked down the hall toward her office. This was much better than anything else she'd been planning to do. And it was the perfect thing to get her mind off of Cameron and their baby.

GH*GH*GH*GH*GH

Jax Jacks stood in the window of his penthouse office at the Metrocourt. From where he stood, he had a perfect view of the ELQ offices; which meant that he saw her the moment she walked out onto the snowy sidewalk.

Seeing her look so confident and professional made him burst with pride. He didn't know how he and Carly lucked out. After all those years of miscarriages and lost hope, they'd become pregnant and ended up with this beautiful, smart woman. And to add to the joy, they'd netted a second daughter four years later.

Watching Rachel walk with a confidant air made both sadness and joy wash over him. It seemed like only yesterday that she was a seven year old asking for a puppy and now she was a college graduate with a business venture on her mind.

Rachel was an amusing and unique combination of both himself and Carly. She had inherited not only her mother's blond hair and brown eyes, but her fiery personality and determination. On the other hand, she'd somehow inherited his love of business and diplomacy. These qualities made for an interesting and complex woman.

He watched her cross the street and walk toward the hotel entrance. He knew why she was coming to him. Carly had said that her business venture was the only thing she'd been talking about for weeks. And although he fully planned to invest, he wanted to give her the chance to come to him as an associate, rather than as a daughter. This act, he knew, marked her independence.

He knew when she entered his office even before his assistant announced her. smiling now, he walked around the desk to the door and opened it just as his assistant came to notify him.

"Mr. Jacks, your daughter Rachel is here. She'd like to speak with you."

"Thank you Shannon. Tell her to come back."

The blond spitfire calmly walked into the office carrying a slim folder. Smiling at her father, she took a seat on the opposite side of the desk. "Daddy."

"Rachel." Jax sat in his own chair and waited.

Rachel opened the folder and pulled out two stapled packets. Handing one to her father, she opened the other and set it in front of her. Then she looked him in the eye and prepared to begin her spiel. "I have a proportion for you."

"Oh?" he glanced at the heading of the papers.

She nodded sharply. "I have created a plan to furnish my dream job. As I have outlined, I want to open a boutique. This will be a specialty boutique that will cater to New York City styles in Port Charles. It will feature designer brands that are sold in department stores such as Saks or Neiman Marcus. My plan is to also have an internet catalogue that will reach around the country. Lady's Court is bound to be a success for many reasons. First of all, I have access to one of the largest fashion magazines in the country and along with Crimson comes Maxie Jones. Additionally, Crimson just settled a huge deal with Fusion so they fit right in with the style of my boutique. And lastly, this boutique will be a success because I will make it one. I don't do things in a small way and to my mind, if one can't do something good, why do it at all." She pointed out her goals and plans in the proposition before continuing. Jax nodded as he read along.

"I have already calculated the start-up costs and all that I am asking from Jacks Industries is that you would be willing to invest to make it better. I have ran the numbers many times over and they prove that this will be a success. If you agree, I plan for the opening date to be in late summer of next year," she finished breathlessly, like a marathon runner.

Jax looked up at her and smiled inwardly. He was so proud of this woman who had come from him. He nodded and set the papers aside. And although he fully intended to agree to this proposition, he needed to treat her like any other business associate. "I think that you are right. I will, however, need to read over this myself. I will be treating this as if it were any business arrangement."

She nodded. "I would expect nothing less of you. Please let me know what you think." She stood up, slipped her coat over her arms and walked to the door. "Daddy? You know that I will expect nothing less than a success." And with that, she was gone.

Jax waited until he'd heard the outer office door close. Smiling now, he reached for the phone. He would call his accountant and set up an account for Rachel's use. Evidently, Jacks Industries would be gaining a new enterprise. He had no doubt that Rachel would be a success; because he and Carly had always taught their children to dream big and to not let things get in the way.

Obviously Rachel had taken this lesson to heart.