A/n: this will have some AU stuff in it but, this will basically take place in early 2010/2011. In this story Lulu never had an abortion and has a daughter named Skyler Quartermaine who would be around 6 or 7, she also has Charlotte who was convinced through IVF and she has Rocco who is going to be around three. Anyway, I hope you enjoy.
(Johnny's Penthouse)
Chapter one -
Johnny stared at Brooklyn Ashton dumbfounded, she couldn't possibly be pregnant. Johnny wasn't ready to be a father, he wasn't even sure he'd be a good one.
"Well, say something! Anything is better than you staring at me like I ran over your puppy!" Brooklyn threw her hands up, annoyed.
"I…I'm sorry. It's just you kind of sprung a bomb on me. How far along are you?" Johnny stumbled over his words.
"How do you think I feel? I didn't even want to be with you and now I'm forever tied!" Brooklyn scoffed, that was the god honest truth. Brooklyn had always wanted Dante, the timing was just never right.
"We don't need to be together Brooke, we just have to have a good friendship because we're not putting this kid through hell. Lulu is the woman I want, us sleeping together was a fluke for both of us. It wasn't planned but, the truth is that you're having my baby. I can't just look the other way, Brooke." Johnny knew that he had to grow up, no more being immature.
"You're right, I know You're right. I didn't expect you to want to be involved but, I'm glad you are." Brooklyn sighed, she was honestly relieved.
"You're carrying my child, why wouldn't I be involved?" Johnny crooked an eyebrow.
"I don't know." Brooklyn admitted.
"Alright, we've got that settled. God, I can't believe I'm going to be a father. I'm surprised that I'm actually…excited." Johnny was amazed at the feeling taking residence in his chest.
"You and me both. I have to go, I need to tell Dante before word gets around." Brooklyn grabbed her purse off the counter.
"I have no idea why anyone even likes that prick. I don't see anything redeemable about Dante Falconeri. I was so glad when Lulu filed for divorce." After having Rocco, Lulu had decided that she and Dante wanted different things out of life. Lulu had wanted a second child, so Maxie had offered to carry the baby for her and along came Charlotte.
"I think that it was stupid of Lulu to divorce Dante, he's a catch." Brooklyn innocently shrugs.
"Well, it's her life. It's not like Lulu and Dante are at odds or anything, their actually really good friends. Some people just aren't meant for each other, there's no shame in that." Johnny shrugged back at her, he didn't like Dante but he was a solid dude. Dante was a good father.
"I don't intend to waste my opportunity, now is my chance to tell Dante how I've always felt. We can agree to disagree." Brooklyn turned towards the penthouse door.
"It's your funeral." Johnny mutters under his breath as Brooklyn leaves the apartment.
(Lulu's house)
I hadn't ever planned on being a mother of three at twenty four years old but, here I was. Becoming pregnant with Skyler may have been a surprise but, I didn't regret for one minute being a mom. It kind of broke my heart that Dillon had left town with Georgie after finding out the truth of what Diego and I had done, but he always got Skyler two weeks every summer so I suppose I should be grateful I even got that. I loved my kids more than life itself, it warmed my heart that Dante treated Charlotte like his daughter even though biologically she had no ties to him. When Rocco was about two years old I had decided I wanted another baby, crazy I know. The doctor told me I probably wouldn't be able to carry to term, my best friend offered to give up nine months of her life just so I could have another child. I would be eternally grateful to Maxie. My children were six, four and two. It was always loud at my house but that's just the way I liked it. I hated to be alone, I hate it more than anything in the world. After my divorce from Dante had been finalized, I had begun dating a teacher from Port Charles High School named Dustin Phillips. I was still dating him but…I'm feeling unsure about him and I don't know why. After getting off work I drove home, I needed a minute to myself before I picked up the kids from Tracy. It amazed me how my stepmother welcomed all three of my kids with open arms, I really did have a good support system. As I turned into my driveway, I saw a familiar car sitting in my driveway, a small smirk playing on my lips at the sight I saw. Johnny Zacchara leaned against his yellow mustang, a big smirk on his lips when he saw me pulling in.
"To what do I owe this pleasure?" I smirked, getting out of my car and grabbing my purse from the passenger seat.
"I wanted to talk to you. No, scratch that. I need to talk to you." Johnny shoved his hands in the pockets of his jeans.
"You're nervous." Lulu could read Johnny like a book.
"More than I've ever been in my life." Johnny agreed, following Lulu into the house.
"Talk to me." Lulu opened up the fridge, getting two water bottles out and offering one to him.
"Thanks." Johnny sighed, unscrewing the cap and downing the whole bottle within a matter of seconds.
"Damn, save some water for the rest of us." Lulu chuckled, propping her elbows up on the counter as she leaned against it.
"I slept with Brooklyn and…I'm going to be a father." Johnny says in one breath, he was no stranger to the beef Lulu and Brooklyn had.
"Damn. I always thought that when you became a father, that I would be the mother. It's crazy how things change." Lulu was shell shocked at first, she didn't know what to say.
"Well, I wanted it to be you. If that counts for anything." Johnny shrugged, it was true. If Lulu hadn't been with this Dustin jerk, Lulu would be the one pregnant.
"Maybe there's still a chance for us?" Hope shone in her hazel eyes as she glanced over at Johnny.
"You're not…happy?" She could have fooled Johnny.
"There are times when I am, but I don't know if it's enough." Lulu sighed, she didn't know what she was going to do.
"Maybe there is, I'll meet you on the other side."