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It’s been two hours
since the confrontation with Tom. Lucky
still had yet to emerge from Stefan’s office.
Elizabeth sat in the garden with Nikolas, both were worried. The last time she saw Lucky like this was
when he found out about Luke raping Laura all those years ago.
“What’s wrong with
him?” She turned to her brother in law.
“That’s for Lucky
to tell you,” Nikolas sighed. “It’s not
my place.”
“I worry about him
Nikolas. I really do. How much is he supposed to take? The McCoy’s won’t stop until they’ve
completely destroyed him.”
“…We won’t let that
happen Liz. I promise,” Nikolas pulled
her into a comforting hug, promising himself to protect both Elizabeth and her
brother.
Neither of them
notice Tom Baker peering over the fence, a evil grin on his face.
~*~
It was a cold,
snowy February night. Elizabeth dug for
more popcorn as she walked into the seemingly deserted park, unaware of the
danger lurking there. Looking up at the
stars, she sat on the bench. She was
wondering at the majesty of it all when rough hard hands grab her from behind
and pull her into the bushes. She tried
to scream, but his cold hand was already over her mouth, silencing her.
“Shhh. Not a word,” Tom evilly leered down at her.
No! No! No! Her
mind screamed as he held her down and forced her legs apart.
“No!” Elizabeth sat
up in bed, cold, afraid, and alone.
Lucky must still be in Stefan’s office.
She sighed with relief as she realized it was just a dream. Lying back down, she tried to put her
nightmare out of her mind.
~*~
Unaware of his
wife’s nightmare, Lucky Spencer sat at the desk belonging to his brother’s
Uncle; the shock from that afternoon was beginning to wear off. He looked up at the door as Nikolas used a
key to let himself in.
“Ok Lucky. You’ve had all this time to stew over this
recent development. It’s time to come
out of here and face the world. We’re
all worried about you Lucky…especially Liz,” Nikolas pleaded, hoping that what
he had to say was enough to snap Lucky out of this fog he was in.
“Does she know
about Tom? That he’s related to the
McCoy’s?” Lucky asked, looking away from his brother.
“No. Not yet.
I thought it should come from you.”
Lucky sighed. He was hoping that Nikolas would have
explained everything to Liz. That it was no longer something he had to do.
“For once you kept
your mouth shut huh?” Lucky shook his head.
“Lucky men…talk to
me. What’s going through that brain of
yours?”
“Trust me, you
don’t want to know,” Lucky turned away.
“I wouldn’t be
asking you if I didn’t. Now talk to
me. What’s going on?”
Lucky took a deep
breath. This was the first time he
spoke these feelings aloud since the revelation that Tom Baker was his biological
Uncle. “You heard what Tom said in the
park? About the rape being in the
blood?”
“Yeah. Lucky, you’re not thinking that’s true are
you?”
“What if it is
Nikolas? What if it’s in my genes, that
I can’t help myself?”
Nikolas shook his
head and squeezed Lucky’s shoulders.
“Lucky, listen to me. You are
capable of many criminal acts, but rape is not one of them.”
“You don’t know
that,” Lucky shook his head.
“Yes I do. Lucky…that one time in New York…when you
first took Liz there and you two almost made love. When she wanted to stop, what did you do?”
Lucky swallowed
remembering that night; how he had wanted Elizabeth so bad that he could taste
it. “I stopped.”
“When you found out
that it was Tom who raped Elizabeth…what did you do?”
“I wanted to kill
him.”
“And have you ever
pressured Liz about sex before?”
“No! But what does this have to do with…”
“It shows that
you’re not capable of such a thing.
That it’s not in your genes. Liz
and any other woman are safe with you.”
“I still don’t know
man…but I do feel a lot better. Listen;
can you keep an eye on her for me? I
want to tell dad about this new development,” Lucky got up from the chair, his
legs were sore from setting for so long.
“Sure thing man,”
Nikolas nodded, watching his brother leave before heading for the phone. Picking up the receiver, he dialed the
necessary numbers. “Yes, this is Master
Nikolas. I’d like you to put a guard on
my brother Lucky. You do know what he
looks like? Good. He’s heading for the launch now. Protect him with your life. Thank-you,” Nikolas hung up the phone,
feeling a bit better about his brother’s safety.
~*~
Beth woke up
hungry. Another midnight craving. Rolling her eyes, she headed for the
kitchen. She found Elizabeth setting at
the table, staring off into space, a glass of warm milk was tightly held in her
hands. Beth frowned. Everything was not well with her best
friends wife.
“Hey Liz. What’s wrong?” Beth went to the fridge and
began making herself a sardine and pickle sandwich.
“I couldn’t sleep,”
She shrugged. “Midnight cravings huh?”
Beth smiled
sheepishly. “This isn’t like me, I
know.”
“Better get used to
it. It only gets worse from here,”
Elizabeth smiled before turning back to her milk.
“Do you want to
talk about whatever’s bothering you?” Beth finished up and took the seat across
from Liz.
Elizabeth closed
her eyes against the memories of the dream.
She could still feel the cold snow underneath her and hear Tom’s whisper
telling her not a word.
“Liz?” Beth placed
a supportive hand over her friends.
“It was a
nightmare.”
“About Tom?”
Elizabeth
nodded. “The same one I had after the
rape,” hot tears began to drop from her eyes.
“I thought I was cured…that I was over what happened. But now…it’s all coming back.”
“Oh
Elizabeth…rape…rape is something one never gets over. You just learn how to…deal.
Tom getting out…it’s just threw you off course. That’s all.
Does Lucky know about any of this?”
Elizabeth shook her
head. “I haven’t had a chance to talk
to him. Plus…I’m afraid of his
reaction. He’ll want to kill Tom. If he does that, then I’ll lose him.”
“But you should
tell him Liz. You can help each other
through this.”
“Just like old
times,” Elizabeth sighed, getting to her feet.
“I really should get back to bed.”
“Are you going to
talk to Lucky?”
“I might as
well. He’ll find out one way or another
anyway,” Elizabeth sheepishly smiled.
“Good night Beth.”
“Night Elizabeth,”
Beth waved, watching the other woman exit the room. As soon as Liz was out of sight, Beth frowned. Something told her that things were about to
get worse for her friends.
~*~
Lucky was almost to
the dock of Spoon Island when he found his path blocked by Tom Baker.
“Going somewhere?”
Tom grinned. “Leaving your pretty
little Lizzie by herself on this great big Island? No. Wait a minute. She won’t be alone. I’m here too. So it’ll just be me and Lizzie!”
“You son of a
bitch!” Lucky grabbed Tom by the collar of his shirt. “If you go anywhere near her I’ll remove your lungs with a
spoon,” Lucky hissed angrily.
“I see you have
Cal’s temper,” Tom grinned.
“Is everything
alright here?” One of Wyndemere’s guards approach.
“Good, you’re
here!” Tom choked. “Officer,, arrest
him for assault and battery!” Tom gasped as Lucky let him go.
“Sorry sir, but I’m
not a police officer. I’m a guard with
precise orders from master Cassadine to protect Mr. Spencer. If you’re causing a problem here, I’m going
to have to ask you to leave,” the guard grabbed Tom and led him to the launch.
“I was just
leaving,” Tom pulled his shirt out of the guard’s grasp. “I will be seeing you again Lucky. Tell Lizzie I said hi.”
“Go to hell,” Lucky
growled.
Tom just laughed as
the launch took him back to the mainland.
“Do me a favor,”
Lucky turned to the guard. “Let the
launch pilot know that man is not aloud back on the island.”
“Yes sir,” The
guard nodded.
Staring out at the
dark water, Lucky promised himself that he would protect his family from the
threat of Tom and the McCoy’s.