"Are you ready?" Jerry asked Carly through the bathroom door as she got ready for the evening out.

"Just give me five more minutes." She yelled out.

"After tonight this is done." Dr. Walker insisted.

"Don't forget where the money for this place came from Seth." Jerry seethed as the doctor attempted to give him orders. "I'll admit this isn't going exactly according to plan…"

"Not going to plan? In your attempt to get her to fall madly in love with you, you're killing her. They isn't going to be any 'miraculous recovery' for her." He whispered detailing Jerry's plot.

"You just have to figure out how to prevent that."

"How? I don't have a CT scan or an MRI tucked away in my linen closet. I don't know where these migraines are coming from; I don't know why she's having the double vision."

"Then find out!" Jerry demanded.

"How do you suppose I do that? It's going to look highly suspicious if I go walking into General with my own patient."

"What if I can get you the supplies? We use an abandoned building and tell her it's a clinic. I can pull this together in a couple of days. Meanwhile it will give me the time to…"

"To seduce her?"

"Don't look at me like that."

"What do you think?" Carly asked stepping out of the bath room in her floor length gown.

"Breathtaking." Jerry responded. "Here; I got you something."

Carly smirked as she grabbed the jewelry box from his hand; she opened it to find a diamond necklace. "You weren't lying when you said I liked it extravagant. Vic this is gorgeous."

"Let me put it on you."

He stood behind her and as the light caught a diamond stud there was a flash a familiarity to the scene.

"What is it?" Jerry asked her.

"I'm not sure, but we should get going."

XXXXX

"I can't believe we are finally doing this." Caitlyn smiled as Dante guided her through the doors of the No-Name. The waiter quickly took down their reservation to show them to their table.

"I told you that I would, and may I say you look stunning?"

"You may and thank you." Caitlyn replied as he held the chair out for her and then sat on the chair across from her gazing into her eyes. "I noticed that you and Zander were getting along well today."

Dante chuckled. "I think not living under the same roof has helped. Not that we weren't getting along before, but…"

"Yeah, that place was kind of crowded." She admitted.

"Besides; honestly I think your brother sees me as the lesser of two evils."

"That's not true, and I think for the sake of this evening we need to have some ground rules on conversations we just don't need to have. Starting with the 'unnecessarily harped on other guy'." She replied calmly.

"I'll agree to that, and then add on my father and anything having to do with that business." Dante added.

"We should probably stay off the subject of death and tragedy, too."

"I agree, so that leaves us with a…. health care?"

Caitlyn made a grimace. The cute way her nose scrunched up caused Dante to smirk. "I like music, do you like music?"

"Nice sag way."

"What was the first concert you went to?" She inquired. They had already talked about their mutual appreciation for the rock genre.

"Maiden, Brave New World tour in 2000, my cousin Nico got us tickets at the Garden. It was amazing! Not that amazing can describe it."

"I can't imagine; although I'd like to." She replied honestly.

"What about you? What was your first concert?"

Caitlyn mumbled something incoherently along the lines of not wanting to talk about it.

"Oh, come on. It's the only subject we've found to talk about."

"Have you tried the marsala here?" She asked looking at the menu.

"Nuh uh; you're not getting away with that."

"You know, you're right. I think I'm more in the mood for the primavera anyway." Caitlyn replied.

"I won't laugh, I promise." Dante swore.

"I was young and my friends really wanted to go. It was not my idea."

"Okay." He replied to the warning. "So?"

"New Kids…" As she attempted to say it Dante started to chuckle. "You promised me. That's it, I'm leaving."

"Don't you." He held her hand. "I'm sorry, really, I'm sorry. So, which was your favorite… let me guess Danny, Donnie; no wait, you're a Jordan girl."

"You are so not getting any tonight." Caitlyn shook her head. "I was seven. After that the next concert I went to was Metallica when I was sixteen."

"I'm not getting any?" He pouted to which she shook her head no. "Even if I were to pull you up to dance to this song?"

"It may help." She replied.

XXXXX

"Lucky, where do you think you're going?" Dr. Hunter asked him as he came to check in on his patient.

"Matt, you have to help me out here. I don't think I can stand another minute. You don't have to sign anything, just distract the guard long enough…" Lucky pleaded.

"No."

"No?" Lucky questioned.

"Must I list the reasons? Number one, I've agreed to an oath to do no harm. Two, the chief of staff would have my ass for that. Three, I don't know how I'd explain myself to your sister. Four, if Patrick found out that on my watch…"

"Okay, okay, I get it, but I have to do something."

"Go to sleep." Matt suggested. "Your body could use the rest."

"I can't. I try and all I see is Sam collapsing in my arms and then the semi pulling out in front of us." He explained.

"Your brothers are searching for her now."

"That should be me out in Greece rescuing her, and what if it's too late?"

"You can't think that way." Matt instructed.

"And how do I not?"

"By believing in her and her strength and resourcefulness."

Lucky chuckled. "Carly was probably the strongest and most resourceful person I knew, and if she…"

"Don't. Don't go there."

"I can't help it! That's all I'm doing; sitting here and thinking and going to that worst case scenario."

"Then it sounds like you could use a distraction." He heard from the doorway.

"Mom." He looked up to see Laura.

"I just dropped Leslie and the boys off at Liz'." She explained coming closer to give her son a much needed hug. "I'm sorry I couldn't be here sooner."

Lucky shook his head to the apology. "It was better the boys weren't around for everything."

"They made you 'get well' cards." She replied pulling them out of her purse to show him. There were three cards, one from each boy, all unique in presentation. Lucky couldn't help but smile as he noticed the thought behind each of them.

"Hopefully I will be going home tomorrow." Lucky replied eying Matt for confirmation.

"As long as you promise not to head straight for the airport."

"Please, as if you and Lulu would let me."

"Where is Lulu?" Laura questioned.

"She's staying with Mac and Maxie tonight." Matt explained.

"What's that?" Lucky questioned a card peaking out of her purse.

"That's for Michael, Morgan, and Britni." Laura replied pulling out the card. Inside was a picture of a bunch of clouds and an angel that Cam drew from looking at an ornament that Laura had on the top of her tree.

"Liz told me that she had talked to the boys about Carly."

"They wanted to do something nice. We were going to see about stopping over after church tomorrow to give them the card. Cam is really looking forward to seeing Morgan."

"I haven't had the chance to see them since… Kristina is back, and Alexis says that they are doing okay, considering."

As Lucky and Laura were talking Matt back out of the room to finish his rounds for the evening.

XXXXXX

"Mommy, where Sam?" Cam asked Liz.

"We don't know for sure." Liz said sitting the boys down on the couch. "But we think that she went to Greece, so your uncle Nikolas went there to bring her home."

"Daddy will find her." Spencer insisted.

"Yeah, your daddy and Uncle Ethan will make sure everything is okay." Liz replied.

"Daddy okay?" Jake spoke up.

"Your dad is fine, everything is fine."

"Not for Morgan, Michael, and Britni." Cameron responded. "Mommy, I don't want to lose you too."

"Oh honey." Liz said wrapping her arms around her oldest. "You're not going to lose me."

"And you know what?" Zander replied. "Michael and Morgan they didn't really lose their mom either because they know how much she loved them and she's looking over her children right now; always."

"What is it like in heaven?" Spencer asked.

"We already talked about that." Leslie said bringing in some ice cream for the boys.

"Yeah, but you just said it was perfect, and that Carly is watching over her kids. But what if they are in three different places? How does she watch over all of them? And does she get time to go to sleep?"

"What about ride a unicorn? I saw pictures of people in heaven riding a unicorn." Cam interjected.

"She can ride a unicorn when her kids are sleeping, because she doesn't need sleep anymore." Zander explained. "See, here on earth you need sleep to know what your dreams are so you can make them happen, but in heaven all your dreams have come true."

"Do you remember when you went to the science museum and you saw that big picture of the Earth from utter space?" Liz prodded. "It was like you could see the whole thing because you were standing so far back."

"I remember." Spencer replied.

"Me too." Both Cam and Jake spoke up.

"That's just like heaven; you can watch over as many people as you would like because you have a bigger view of everything."

"But Sam isn't going to go to heaven, right?" Cam clarified.

Liz shook her head. "No; I think that God knows that too many people need her right now."

"Like daddy?" Jake questioned.

"Yeah, like daddy." Liz stroked his hair realizing just how much it meant to him to call Lucky Spencer his father.

XXXXX

"Mrs. Phoenix, may I have this dance?" Jerry held out his hand in extension of the offer. Carly placed her hand in his and followed him to the floor.

"Dinner was delicious." She whispered to him.

"Really? You barely nibbled at it." He replied.

"That doesn't mean it wasn't good." She rested her head against his shoulder letting him to take the lead. As he dance her around she felt the room spinning around her.

"Cora?" He questioned as her knees buckled. He brought her in closer.

As she looked up she saw a blond haired, blue eyed man holding onto her.

"Cora, are you okay?"

"I… I need to sit down." She replied attempting to shake away the image.

"We can go back to the house, if you think…"

"Yeah; I can feel a headache coming on." She admitted pressing her hand against her forehead.