4
Nikolas sets at his table in his cottage deep in thought. He now
knew for sure that Lucky and Elizabeth were still alive. The problem was
finding out who was responsible, and where they were holding Lucky. Emily was
on her way over. They had planned a brainstorming session. Going over the list
of enemies that the Spencers had and any enemies that might have it out for
just Lucky.
Nikolas jumps at the sound of the doorbell, thinking it was Emily
he rushes to the door and opens it to Katherine who’s holding a box from the
bakery.
"I thought these croissants from the bakery will cheer you
up," Katherine smiles.
"Uh…thank you," Nikolas takes the box from her, not
surprised when she follows him into the kitchen. She’s surprised to see eggs,
bacon, toast, pancakes, sausage, everything layed out on the kitchen table.
"Looks like you’ve prepared a feast," Katherine smiles.
"Nikolas?! Are you here?!" Emily’s voice floats through
the cottage.
"In here Em!"
Emily’s smile fades when she sees Katherine. "Oh. I thought
it was just going to be us. I didn’t know you had company."
"Oh Katherine was just dropping off these croissants. She
wasn’t staying," Nikolas clears his throat. "I’ll see you in the
office Monday?"
Katherine’s not pleased. She doesn’t bother to hide the
displeasure in her voice. "Of course. I’ll call later."
"Ok," Nikolas nods as Katherine leaves.
"She didn’t look too happy," Emily replied.
"I’ll talk to her later. Right now finding my brother is more
important than Katherine’s hurt feelings."
"Ok. I’ve been thinking, who would have a reason for
kidnapping Lucky and Liz and I came up with one answer. Tom Baker. He was Liz’s
rapist, and Lucky did attack him in the courtroom."
"And he’s still in jail," Nikolas sighs. "I already
called Taggert just to confirm it."
"Oh. There goes that idea. Now what?"
"Is there anyone else that would have it out for Lucky?"
"You."
Nikolas throws her a dirty look and she giggles.
"But that was a long time ago. It wouldn’t be Stefan would?
Another way to get Laura?"
"No. He knows how much Lucky means to me, plus he’d rescue
Lucky for Laura. Not kidnap him."
"Well my mind is blank. I have no clue….Oh my God."
"What?"
"Nikolas…the answer…it’s so simple…obvious reason. This has
nothing to do with Lucky and Liz at all. It more has to do with Luke. Are you
thinking what I’m thinking?"
"Helena."
Emily nods. "What a perfect way to get even with the man you
believed kill your son. Take his and make him believe he’s dead."
"Elizabeth just got caught in the crossfire," Nikolas
nods, realization dawning on him."
"Oh my god. What are we going to do?"
"Well first we need proof," Nikolas stands up and paces
the floor. "We need her saying that she has them."
"Well how are we going to get that? She’ll deny it if we ask
her."
"…We’re going to have to break into her computer bank. Get a
list of all her properites, accounts, etc. See which one’s in use and trace
them. One of them must lead to Lucky and Liz. Plus I’ll bug her phone. Maybe
that will lead to a confession and the location where she’s keeping them. Let
me go visit Stefan to get what we need and I’ll be right back to get it set
up."
"Nikolas…I hope this leads us to what really happened…but if
it does turn up that Lucky and Liz are really dead…"
"I’ll be okay. But I don’t want to accept it unless I’m
sure."
"Ok then. Let’s get started."
Elizabeth sets on her bed, staring at the wall, bored out of her
mind. She can’t help but wonder what everyone in port charles was doing…what
was Lucky doing? Did he know she was here? Was he scared? Was he hurt? Would
she ever see him again? She jumps as the door opens and Helena appears in the
doorway.
"You have a visitor," The old woman smiles evilly.
Elizabeth sets up just as two guards escort Lucky into the room.
"Lucky!" Elizabeth cried, flying off the bed and into
his arms.
"Elizabeth!" Lucky holds her tightly, as if he lets go
she’ll disappear.
"Did they hurt you?"
"No I’m fine," Lucky strokes her hair and kisses her
passionately.
"Ah young love," Helena cooed. "Reminds me of
myself and my beloved Mikkkos."
"I should have known you had something to do with this,"
Lucky glares openly at Helena.
"Why of course Lucky. Did you really believe that Faison
would go through all that trouble just for a couple of diamonds your father
stole from him?" Helena laughed. "No. Your father took my son away
from me, so I took his. Your little girlfriend here is just along for the ride.
Enjoy your time together my dears. Like I told your girlfriend yesterday,
behave yourselves and I may see it fit to keep you two in the same room,"
Helena smiles before leaving, locking the door behind her.
"Oh Lucky I was so scared," Elizabeth began to cry.
"I couldn’t find you anywhere and the nightmares came back last
night…"
"The rape?" Lucky asked.
Elizabeth just nods.
"Oh Elizabeth," He pulls her into another hug. "I’m
sorry. This is all my fault. If we weren’t dating this would never have
happened. You’d be at home right now instead of stuck in here with me."
"But there’s nowhere else I’d rather be Lucky, but right here
with you. I don’t want to think about being one of the people left behind,
thinking you were dead."
"Most of the people. Something’s telling me that someone
doesn’t believe it. That right now someone’s looking for us and will get us out
of this."
"But who Lucky? I saw everyone at our memorial service,
dressed in black. Everyone except Stefan and maybe Nikolas was
devastated."
Lucky’s eyes widen. Nikolas? Why wasn’t Nikolas devastated,
they’ve become so close during the past couple of months. Not that he wanted
his brother distraught, but he couldn’t help thinking it strange. Plus last
night, when he had thought he heard Nikolas telling him that help was on the
way…what was going on here?
"Lucky? Are you okay?"
"Nikolas…do you think Nikolas believes we’re dead? I mean we
became pretty close during the past couple of months…do you think we may have
formed some sort of connection or something?"
Elizabeth shrugs. "It’s possible. I mean, Sarah and I we sort
of have a connection too."
"Nikolas…" Lucky thoughtfully replied. "If he
suspects that we’re alive, I hope the first suspect is his grandmother."
Nikolas enters wyndemere when it comes slamming into him.
"Helena," a slightly familiar voice practically yells in his head,
stopping him in his tracks. The voice was Lucky’s. "Helena," Nikolas
nods. "I knew it."
"Nikolas! What a pleasant surprise!" Stefan exits his
office and tightly hugs his son.
"Stefan, this isn’t a social call. I came to ask something of
you."
"What is it son? Whatever it is, it’s yours."
"Supplies to bug Helena’s yacht and keep tabs on her. Please
Stefan…this is important," Nikolas pleads with his eyes.
"May I ask why you want these things? Why the sudden interest
in your grandmother’s activities?"
Nikolas takes a deep breath, ready to argue his case with his
father. "I have reason to believe that she’s faked Lucky and Elizabeth’s
deaths to get even with Luke Spencer."
"What? What makes you believe this?"
"It’s hard to explain, but I know for a fact that my brother
isn’t dead and that it’s Helena that took him. Please Stefan…this means a lot
to me. I can’t set by and let her do whatever she wants to my brother and my
best friend. Please…"
Stefan sighed. He didn’t want Nikolas involved in busting any case
Helena has started, but he didn't want him to go to Luke Spencer for help
either, which Stefan knew he would if he didn’t give his help."
"Ok Nikolas. I will help. I’ll have the supplies delivered to
you this afternoon. I suggest you plant the bugs in the early morning. Helena’s
a late sleeper. The best place to bug is her bed room, her living room and the
deck of the yacht. If there’s anything else I can help you with…just let me
know."
"Thank you Stefan. This means a lot to both me and
Lucky," Nikolas gratefully hugs his father.
‘Don’t worry Lucky. Just hang on’ he sends another thought out to
whereever his brother may be, hoping that it’ll give him some comfort.
Lucky and Elizabeth lay close together on Elizabeth’s bed when the
feeling of warmth and peace comes over Lucky. For the first time he feels like
everything is going to be ok. That soon help will arrive.
"Everything will be ok Elizabeth. I’m sure of it," Lucky
squeezes her shoulder, kissing her forehead. Elizabeth only nods in agreement.
If Lucky said everything would be ok, everything would be.
Helena and Faison stand inside their secret room watching Lucky
and Liz snuggled close together.
"The boy isn’t as hostile when he’s with the girl. I say we
keep them in the same room. It’ll be easier to manipulate his mind."
"I agree my love. Lucky is more calm and layed back with the
lovely Miss. Webber. Let’s just hope she’s as clueless as she looks. If not, we
may have to discard her, and that would be a real pity…for such a young
one," Helena runs a hand through Faison’s graying long hair. "Oh
Faison, you are so much like my Mikkos…"
"And you…you match my black heart perfectly my love,"
Faison smiles. "Come to my bed tonight, instead of using that useless boy
you like to flirt with. I can show you more pleasure that you can possibly
dream of."
Helena laughs and pulls her hand away from Faison’s pursed lips.
"We shall see my pet. After you’ve successfully turned Lucky Spencer
against his parents and into my most loyal subject."
"But that can take years. All depending on how strong willed
the boy is!"
"Well then it’ll be worth the wait won’t it?" Helena
smiles seductively before slinking out of the room, leaving Cesar Faison more
frustrated than he’s ever been over Anna Devane.
"No my Cherie…I will have you whether the boy turns or
not," Faison smiles to himself and continues watching his young prisoners,
who are blissfully unaware of what he has in store for them.