San Diego, May 2003, Steven's house
They slept together in March and that was the last time they spoke. She called Ric and told him she had a family emergency and would call him as soon as possible. She booked
a ticket to Colorado in case anyone was following her and then she drove to San Diego. She felt she could breathe but then her world turned into chaos. Her best friend is back in
Port Charles and she could tell Em was hiding something. Emily hated she was sick and that destroyed Elizabeth. So she is spending her last day in San Diego and feels faint
before she passes out. She wakes up and Steven is waiting and breathing a sigh of relief. Steven says " I am so glad you are okay but please do not do that again." Elizabeth
says " What happened?" Steven says " I called your name and you did not answer and I found you passed out. The doctors are rushing the tests and should be back any
moment. It is a good thing I am the chief of staff Lizbits." She laughs " Well you must be worried you only call me that when you are scared or annoyed." Steven says " I know I
was not always around since we are far apart in age but I do love you do not tell Sarah but you were always my favorite." Elizabeth giggles " I promise your secret is safe with
me and it is good to be appreciated in the Webber family." Steven says " Well our parents suck and we are the best." Before she could reply, the doctor said " Good afternoon,
Mrs. Lansing, you gave your brother quite a scare, but the good news is that it is not something serious, and it is up to you if you want your brother to hear the results."
Elizabeth says " I am fine with my brother knowing in case he has to explain it to me." The Doctor says " I do not think this is his area of expertise seeing as though you are
pregnant." Holy fucking shit. She exhales and asks " How far along am I?" They answer " We estimate that you are seven weeks pregnant." She is fucked because it could be
Ric's or it could be Jason's. Yup doubled fucked.