CHAPTER FOUR
Luke stands outside Lucky’s door as Laura tends to him, It’s
another ten minutes before she emerges.
"He’s asleep now," Laura sighed tiredly. "Let’s go
downstairs."
"What did he have to say?" Luke asked concerned, still
not being able to fathom that his normally strong-willed son tried to kill
himself tonight.
"That he was sorry for all the trouble he’s caused us. I
reassured him that all this wasn’t his fault and everything was going to be
alright. Luke we can’t let the McCoy’s take him back! We have to keep him
safe!"
"We will Laura. We will. Even if it means going back
underground, we’re not letting those people get their hands back on our
son," Luke pulls her in his arms.
"Thank God Stefan was there tonight. I’d hate to think what
would happen if he wasn’t there to get Lucky off those tracks."
Luke is about to answer when Earl and the other two teens arrive
with Lucky’s things.
"How is he?" Elizabeth asked.
"Asleep. Why don’t you go on in there with him. Just in case
he wakes up, he won’t be alone. I’ll call Audrey and tell her you’re staying
over."
"Thank you Laura," Elizabeth is grateful that Laura saw how much she
needed to stay with Lucky. She disappears into Lucky’s room.
"Nikolas…you want to join her?" Laura asked.
"In a minute. I just think you should know that the McCoys
were waiting for Lucky at his apartment."
"What!!!" Luke shouted, grabbing Nikolas’s shoulders.
"What were they doing there!! How did they find out where he lived.
"Luke stop! Shaking Nikolas is not going to help Lucky
any!" Laura pulled Luke away from her eldest son.
"I don’t know how they found out where Lucky lived! But they
said they were waiting for Lucky."
"That’s it! It’s time someone taught those McCoy’s a
lesson," Luke stomps into his room, reaches behind the mattress and brings
out his gun. He opens his drawer and opens the secret compartment where he
stashes his bullets and begins to load.
"Luke no!" Earl protested. "Killing them won’t help
Lucky! It’ll only make things worse!"
"I have to protect my family Earl by all costs! I can
disappear after that. I just want to make sure that Lucky’s safe first!"
"Luke please! Don’t do this!"
"I’m gonna make those McCoy’s regret even breathing the name
Port Charles!"
"Dad don’t," Lucky stands in the doorway, Elizabeth and
Nikolas behind him.
"Lucky what are you doing up? I thought you were asleep,"
Luke stares at Lucky, surprised to see him there.
"I woke up to Earl yelling for you to stop. Dad he’s right.
Shooting the McCoy’s will only make things worse."
"No they won’t Cowboy. You see I can disappear until
everything blows over. You know that. Plus you’ll be safe from them for good.
The world is a better place without them on the planet."
"Dad I agree, but no plan is fool proof. The cops will throw
you in jail without another thought. I need you here dad, not in jail."
Luke sighed in defeat. Once again Cowboy has won an argument.
"Ok Cowboy. You win. I won’t kill the bastards. But I will scare them
though. They can’t threaten my family and get away with it." Luke empties
his bullets but keeps the gun. "Earl, do what you always did while I’m
gone. Protect my boy. No one else gets in this house."
Earl nods and turns to watch Luke storm away, hoping that Luke
doesn’t make the situation any worse.
The McCoy’s are once again in Lucky’s room, going through what’s
left of his belongings when Luke finds them. He aims the gun and slams the door
behind him as he enters the room.
"I guess you McCoy’s haven’t heard of the right to
privacy," Luke glares at the couple.
"Spencer…we’re not surprised to see you here. Where’s my
boy?" Calvin crosses his arms.
"None of your business. Now you have three seconds to explain
what you’re doing in my son’s apartment or I’ll have to take a
collection."
"We’re here to talk sense into him. He has to see that this
charade as your son is useless and he belongs back in Kentucky with us,"
Calvin glares at the man who had raised his son for the past eleven years.
"He belongs here with his family!" Luke yells tightening
his grip on his son. "and I’m going to make sure he remains here!"
"By shooting us? You’ll be in jail before the night’s
out," Paula laughed.
"Don’t count on it babe. I know how to disappear…along with
my family."
"Tell me Luke, you act as if you’re so close to my son. Tell
me, why is he living in this room above a bike shop and not in a house with you
and your wife if you’re such a happy family," Calvin smirks.
"Just because we’re a happy family doesn’t mean that we don’t
have our problems. But never once have I laid a hand on my son! Not something
that can be said of you."
"I was teaching Lucas a lesson that night you stole
him!"
"Beating a child with a horsewhip? You call that a lesson?
What kind of people are you!" Luke’s gun hand shakes with anger. "You
know I’m gonna shoot you right now! You don’t deserve to live!"
"Calvin do something!" Paula grabs her husbands arm in
fear of the rage burning in Luke Spencer’s eyes. She knew the man was dead
serious.
"What can I do?" Calvin gulped.
Luke pulls the trigger and all that sounds is a click. Luke
resisted the urge to laugh at the sight of the McCoy’s clinging to one another,
shaking in their boots.
Paula opens her eyes and stares at her surroundings. "It’s
not loaded."
"That’s right darlin, it’s not," Luke admitted before
getting up close, face to face with her. "The only reason I didn’t have
bullets in it this time was because Lucky begged me not to kill you. You see,
he didn’t want to see me in trouble with the law for killling the both of you.
So for him, I unloaded the gun. Just consider this a warning. If you even are
on the same side of the street as Lucky, you better cross. Because next time,
the gun will be loaded with real bullets," Luke glares one last time at
the McCoy’s before leaving the pair,
"We talk to the kid tomorrow," Calvin siad, staring
straight at the closed door. Once he sees our addition, he won’t refuse."
"How do you know?" Paula looks up at her husband.
"You heard Spencer! He’d kill us in a hearbeat!"
"No he won’t. Lucas doesn’t want him to so he won’t. Let’s
go. It’s a busy day tomorrow."