Epilogue

~~Three Years Later~~

Liz sank down upon the bed and sighed as her entire body shuttered. 'How
could this have happened?' She thought to herself. 'We're always so
careful...well, I mean most of the time.' She pulled her datebook from her
purse, ready to examine it once again, but she closed it before she even
began. 'Four tests can not ALL be wrong,' she thought. 'Face it, somewhere
along the line you slipped up Liz...you forgot a pill...or two...or....ugh!'

"Pregnant," she wispered aloud to herself in the middle of her bedroom. Their
bedroom. The room they had slept in together for nearly four years. How could
this possibly be? Why now? Now, when she still had a semester to go at the
art academy and Lucky still had a least a year and a half left at PCU.

She looked down at her stomach and ran a hand across her middle. It didn't
feel any different than it had a few weeks ago, but she already felt
different inside. A small smile crept across her lips as she let her hand
rest there and her mind wander to places she had only let it in her dreams.
'No,' she thought, getting up from the bed and begining to pace. 'There is
nothing to be happy about here Liz! You're being completely selfish! It's
Lucky's turn, not yours! You're supposed to finish school and  run Kelly's
for him full time so he can concentrate on his studies for once. You can't
saddle him with yet another responsibility!....Baby why now?' She thought,
rubbing her belly.

Tears began to fall as she sat back down on the bed. The guilt overwhelming
her. Guilt for being pregnant, and now the added guilt of being upset with an
innocent child. She smiled again at the vision of the unborn child with
Lucky's bright blue eyes that danced through her head. Her eyes shown with
love as she thought about a baby that she and Lucky created together, growing
inside of her at that very moment. She smiled again in spite of herself.
Suddenly her thoughts were interrupted.

"Aaaah....there's my beautiful girl," Lucky said as he jogged into their
bedroom. He stood over her, grasping this sides of her face and giving her a
tender welcome home kiss. "I missed you so much. It's been a long week."

"It sure has," Liz said. Her voice hallow as he ended their kiss.

Lucky sat down next to her, so consumed with longing for her that he hadn't
stopped to notice the look in her eyes. He began kissing her neck, wanting
nothing more than to make love to his wife at that very moment. "So," he
mumbled. "Did the car run ok?"

'Yeah,' Liz thought to herself, her mind reeling. 'Our other expense is
running great Lucky. Yeap...just bought me a new car...and here comes
something else for you to slave away for...'

"Run's like a dream," she said aloud, staring off into space as Lucky began
unbottoning her shirt.

He looked up suddenly, struck by the sound of her voice. "'Lizbeth, what's
wrong?" He asked, his hand covering her cheek.

Her bottom lip began to tremble and she quickly tried tucking it under her
top one. Of all times for him to call her 'Lizbeth. He definitely knew that
something was up.

"Baby, what's the matter?!" Lucky asked again, his voice growing with
concern. He took her in his arms as she rested her head against his chest.

She looked up after a few moments, Lucky rubbing continuous circles on her
back. She took a few deep breaths to calm her sobs. "Baby just tell me," he
wispered. "Whatever it is...you know we can get through it...just please
don't scare me like this."

Elizabeth looked at him, smileing weakly. She loved him so much and she knew
he loved her more than life itself. But would it be enough to carry them
through this? She swallowed hard. "Lucky...I - we're...we're gonna have a
baby."

Silence filled the space between them for a few long moments. Each of them
fearing what the other would say. Each of them wanting to be perfect for the
other. Liz licked her lips and spoke again. "I took 4 different tests...they
were all...positive."

Still no response from Lucky. 'God,' Liz thought. 'He totally hates this.'
She spoke again. "Lucky...I'm sorry...I must have forgotton to take a pill or
something.. I - "

"You're sorry?" Lucky asked, cutting her off. He took a deep breath and then
blew it out, "Come 'ere," he said, barely above a wisper as he wrapped her in
his arms. She sighed in relief as he held her tight, yet began to cry again
at his silence.

"Hey," he said softly, pulling away just enough to look into her eyes. He
brushed at the corners of her eyes with his thumbs. "None of these," he said
softly. "No more tears....Elizabeth this is...this is amazing. You and me -
making a baby together?! That's...baby that's wonderful. That's...God, do you
know how Lucky I am?

Elizabeth smiled through her tears finally. "You mean your not mad?"

"Huh?" Lucky muttered, completely taken aback. "Why would I be mad?...How
could I possibly be mad?"

"Lucky come on...you gotta admit this timeing is....I mean, it was your
turn.."

"My turn?" Lucky questioned.

"Yeah...you know...after I got out of school and all...remember our plan? It
was your turn to just go to school...not worry about Kelly's...I just spoiled
everything," she said, turning her head away from him.

Lucky cupped her face and brought it back to look into his eyes. "Hey,
hey...look at me...first of all, you did NOT spoil anything. If I remember
correctly it takes two to tango, and we've been doin' the tango quite
frequently lately."

Liz laughed lightly and he smiled, wiping at his own fallen tears.
"Secondly," he continued. "If you're worried about turns Elizabeth, don't be.
Because I've been taking my 'turn' all along. I was fortuneate enough to find
an angel when I was 15 years old and marry her three years later....and now,
now I'm fortuneate enough to be blessed with a beautiful, perfect baby that's
half of you and half of me? Elizabeth I'd call that a hell of a turn."

Liz sighed, leaning her face into the hand that cupped her cheek. "I love
you."

Lucky moved closer, placing the most gentle kiss she'd ever felt in her life
upon her lips, allowing it to linger for a few moments as soft as a feather.

She felt him clasp her hand in his as he ended the kiss. "Dance with me," he
wispered, smiling as he led her into the living room, his thumb rubbing small
patterns on her hand the whole way.

He wrapped her in his arms, as they began to sway in the musicless room. Liz
picked her head up from his shoulder suddenly, hit by another plaguing
thought. "Lucky...how are we going to aff - "

"Ssh," he wispered, placing a finger softly against her lips. "We'll work it
all out ok?...Right now, I just wanna hold you."

Liz leaned her head back down upon his strong shoulder and closed her eyes as
he began to sing:

"I've got sunshine....."
~~~~~~~~~~~
About 4 months Later

Liz shifted in her sleep, moving her legs around on the cool comforter as she
felt something tickle at the sides of her stomach. She mumbled to herself
inaudibly.

Lucky hoisted himself up on his elbow and grinned as her eyelids fluttered
open slowly.

She tried to focus, through her drowsy haze. "What are you doing?" She asked,
her voice almost a wisper, as she fought her sleep.

"Sorry." Lucky said, his head nestled next to her ever expanding belly. "I
didn't mean to wake you...Baby and I were just going over some of the finer
points of the Blues."

"Oh, is that what we're studying tonight?...The blues?" Liz asked, sitting up
slightly and admiring the headphones that adorned her stomach. "I thought you
were going over 70's Rock."

"Elizabeth, that was last week...you gotta keep up."

Liz laughed out loud as Lucky flipped the tape over in his walkman. Ever
since he'd learned that "Baby," as they liked to refer to the child growing
inside of her, could hear everything they said, he had deemed it his fatherly
duty to teach the child the ABC's of music...amongst other things. He was
constantly conversing with her stomach.

"Why didn't you wake me up baby?" Liz asked, running her fingers through
Lucky's hair continuously as he lay his head on her belly. "I would have
liked to hear that lecture."

"Aww...well," Lucky began, moving up beside her and placing a beautifully
soft kiss upon her lips. "You were just so cute lieing there asleep, that I
couldn't do it....AND," he continued, kissing her jawline. "Baby and I had
some things to discuss...." he finished, letting his voice trail off just
enough to intrigue her.

"Like?" Liz said, leaning forward.

"Oh, well that's for me to know and for you to - "

"Find out?" Liz asked, interrupting him seductively with a slew of moist
kisses upon his neck.

"Oh...see...that's just unfair Elizabeth," he sighed, his voice lowering a
few octaves.

"Well, tell me what I want to know and I'll stop."

"I hate to tell you this Elizabeth...but that's not really a great strategy,"
Lucky said as she continued to work her magic on his neck.

Liz pulled back immediately and grinned mischeviously. "Well then...tell me
and I'll START again."

Lucky layed down and Liz followed, propping her chin up on his chest. "Ok,"
Lucky began. "We were basically talking about how great it's gonna be when we
move to New York City once he's born and then...well, then...do you know what
he told me, Elizabeth?"

"What?" Liz asked, giggling uncontrollably. "What did he tell you?"

"Well, Baby says that if he is indeed a HE, he has absolutely no interest in
being called Lucas Lorenzo Spencer the Third."

Liz shook her head and grinned from ear to ear. They had been over this twice
already. "Lucky! We talked about this! If this baby is a boy, I want him to
be named after you!...I really don't see what the problem is, I thought you
liked your name."

"Yeah Elizabeth I do...but we don't have to heap that name on the poor kid.
We should look at him, get to know him a bit...and THEN decide what to name
him."

Liz sighed, knowing she wouldn't win tonight, but she wasn't going to give up
any time soon. She decided to turn the tables. "Well...who says it's a gonna
be a boy anyways, huh?"

"Well in that case," Lucky smiled. "It's Elizabeth Junior all the way!" He
laughed.

"Ugh...you are too much!" Liz laughed, punching him lightly on the shoulder.
She suddenly quieted, becoming very serious. "Lucky...are you sure about
moving to New York City? I mean, having to transfer to NYU...Lucky that's
gonna be a huge adjustment."

"Elizabeth...I'm sure. I mean, I know it WILL be a big adjustment, but I also
know it's something we need to do. Tammy offering to take Kelly's off of our
hands was a sign...a sign telling us that our dream of living in New York
together can really happen. It IS going to happen Elizabeth. Me, you, and
Baby in New York City...that's how it's supposed to be."

"I love you, " Liz said stroking his cheek.

"I love you too....and I love you," he finished placing a butterfly kiss on
her stomach.
~~~~~~~~~~
5 months later

"Elizabeth, will you PLEEEEEEASE sit down?" Lucky asked for the hundreth time
as he followed her into his parents kitchen.

Liz turned around holding a huge pot of mashed potatoes in her arms, only
seconds before Lucky grabbed it from her, shaking his head as if it were a
major 'no-no.'

"Lucky," she began through gritted teeth. "For the last time, I'm pregnant,
NOT sick! I'm perfectly capable of helping your mother with Thanksgiving
dinner!"

Lucky sighed and ran a hand through his hair frustratedly, as he followed his
wife back out into the dining room. Elizabeth was 9 months pregnant, as big
as a small house, and 4 days overdue. His life was one big mood swing after
another.

He sat down next to her and watched as she gabbed with his parents and,
surprisingly, her own. The Webbers had decided to buy a home in Port Charles
and visited as often as they could. Mainly on holidays. They still weren't
the model parents by any means, but Liz took anything she could get.
Especially since she wanted their child to have a relationship with both sets
of grandparents. Liz and Lucky both thought that their unborn grandchild
could have been the reason for their sudden attentiveness, but decided not to
question it. If that was what it took for them to have to be a part of their
lives, so be it.

Lucky couldn't take his eyes off of his wife. Elizabeth had always been
gorgeous, but for the past few months she'd been stunningly radiant. She
postively glowed with happiness. He watched as she chit -chatted with his
sister about some boy in her junior highschool math class. 'Oh boy,' Lucky
thought scratching the back of his head.

"Oh boy!" Liz said, squeezing Lucky's hand on top of the table.

Lucky laughed. "How did you know I was just thinking th - "

"Uh...I don't think you were Lucky," Liz said, squeezing his hand again, a
bit tighter this time. "Lucky I think this is it."

"This is it?" Lucky asked, bewildered.

"This is it," she said, repeating herself as she looked straight into his
eyes.

"This is it!!!" Lucky shouted. The meaning of her words finally dawning on
him. He jumped up from his chair and took her hand as chaos ensued around
them.

"Ok...ok..."Lucky said, attempting to calm everyone down, while truely
wanting to jump right out of his own skin. "Elizabeth and I are
gonna....gonna drive to the hospital...yeah...that's right...ok...well, um,
see you guys there...I guess," he smiled nervously.

It was followed by a chorus of "yeahs", "see ya there's" and "good lucks."
~~~~~~~~~
"Ok Elizabeth," said the nurse as she viewed the fetal monitor next to Liz's
bedside. "You're going to experience a contraction in just a
second...yeah...this one looks like a big one."

Liz shot the nurse a hateful glance as she gritt her teeth and blew in and
out threw them furiously. "Yeah...I kinda got that already," she hissed
sarcastically.

Lucky looked down at her and then up again, rolling his eyes at the nurse. He
offered up thanks when the annoying woman walked out of the room. He rubbed
Liz's forearm as her contraction subsided.

"You're doing great baby," he wispered, placing a kiss on her glistening
forehead. "You're doin' so good."

Liz sighed loudly and rolled her head back and forth on the pillow. "I don't
know if I can do this anymore Lucky...I'm so tired."

Lucky glanced up at the clock on the wall. It had been a little over nine
hours since they'd checked out of Thanksgiving dinner and into the hospital.
"Baby I know...God, I can only imagine what kinda pain your in...but I know
you can do it...Elizabeth you're so strong...the doctor said it would be
soooooooooooooooon," he wailed as Elizabeth grip on his hand tightened into a
vice.

She screamed louder than she had since they'd gotton there as Lucky fell back
into his chair, still held by her clasp on his hand. He got up quickly after
the contraction ceased. "I'm sorry," she wimpered as she watched him massage
his aching hand.

"Please Elizabeth," Lucky said, kissing the top of her head. "If this is all
the pain I have to endure...believe me it's no bigee." He reached into the
pitcher next to her on the nighstand and pulled out an icechip. "You want to
eat it or bathe in it?" He asked smiling as he held it up before her.

She actually smiled back for the first time in hours. "Bathe," she answered
grinning wearily. Lucky traced the piece of ice down across her forehead,
then down her cheek, moving quickly to her neck. He saw her bite her lip and
quickly put the ice down, grasping her hand in his. Tears escaped the sides
of her eyes as the contraction's full intesity set in.

"Ok...that's it," Lucky said as it ebbed away. "I'm gonna get that doctor in
here and she's gonna give you some more drugs."

"Sorry...no more drugs for Ms. Liz," the doctor replyed as she walked into
the room, hearing Lucky's speech. "I'm afraid we have given her all she can
take...she should be about ready though...let's see."

It didn't take long before Elizabeth was pushing and her tortourous grip on
Lucky's hand turned into a death grip.

"Ok," the doctor said, looking up from the sheet that covered Elizabeth.
"You're almost there...I can see the baby's head...I need you to give me a
really big push now Elizabeth, ok?"

Liz shook her head, near dilirious from the pain and fatigue. "No....I can't
do this anymore...Lucky tell them I'm not going to do it anymore."

Lucky licked his lips, his eyes beginning to tear. "Baby, you have to..." he
said softly into her ear, as he brushed her matted hair away from her
forehead. "You can do it...I know you can...I swear it's almost over
sweetie...a couple more pushes and we're gonna have a beautiful baby to take
home...come on Elizabeth I know you can do this. Do you hear me? I know you
can."

Liz grabbed ahold of Lucky's hand and beared down with all of her might,
struggling through the last moments of labor. Finally, on the fifth and final
push their baby was born, a shrill cry piercing the air.

"Mr. and Mrs. Spencer...you've got a healthy, baby boy," the doctor said as
she lay the baby on Liz's chest after it was cleaned off.

Elizabeth's tears began again as she looked down at her son, his hands
fidgeting beyond his control. She lightly brushed her fingers over his tiny,
pink fingers and then his toes. His eyes closed as he nestled closer to her
breast. "He's perfect Lucky," she said through her cascade of silent tears.

Lucky looked down and marveled at the creature that their love had created.
Small and wrinkled with wispy strands of golden blonde sticking out from
beneath the blanket he had been wrapped in. Lucky had never felt more in love
in his life and his heart felt so full it would burst at any moment. "Just
like his mom," Lucky replyed as he took her face in his hands and showered it
with gentle kisses from her forehead to her chin.

Her eyelids suddenly became to heavy to hold open a second longer and she had
not even the energy to kiss him back.

"I love you so much Elizabeth," Lucky said, kissing her next to her ear. "I
love you so much...I...God, thank you Elizabeth."

"You're welcome, " she mumbled almost inaudibly as she drifted off.
~~~~~~~~~~
"Elizabeth," Lucky said as he walked into the kitchen loosening his tie.
"Your daughter is drawing on the living room wall again."

"Yeah, well "Elizabeth said, as she covered the speaker on the telephone with
the palm of her hand, and kissed Lucky quickly on the cheek. "Your son had a
grand time with your guitar this afternoon...you should take a look at it."

Lucky's eyes widened at her implication. "Lucas Lorenzo Spencer III!" he
shouted. "Get down here right - "

"No use," Elizabeth said, hanging up the phone and taking his hand in hers.
"He's not here...your sister picked him up earlier and took him to a movie in
the city."

"Oh," Lucky said, sitting down. "How come Lauryn didn't go?"

"Yeah right Lucky," Liz said as she stood behind him, begining to massage his
shoulders. "I wasn't about to subject your poor sister to Lauryn-Elizabeth's
current 'I don't wanna' tantrum phase....She was painting with me this
morning Lucky, and nearly had a fit when I told her it was time to clean
up....she was upset that I had to start working on that project for the 7th
Street Art Galery opening."

Lucky laughed and then stopped suddenly, his nose going into overdrive.
"Elizabeth...is that what I think it is?"

"Yes," Liz said, kissing the top of his head. "That would be ribs from
Ely's...dont' ask me how I got them down here....just know that your wife has
her ways," she smiled. "We're celebrating tonight and I thought that instead
of going out, we could just have a small PRIVATE celebration with just us."

Lucky had gotton promoted to chief computer analyist at the Manhattan branch
of Deception worldwide. The company that was now co-owned by Nikolas and
Emily Cassidine.

Lucky bit his lip and looked up at her. This was too good to be true. "The
kids?"

"You're parents are picking them up for the weekend," she answered. "I think
Lorenzo challenged your dad to a game of poker."

Lucky smiled and nodded. His six year old son had already shown great promise
in that area. Three year old Lauryn-Elizabeth on the other hand was more apt
to throw her cards around the room then to deal them. 'We're gonna have to
work on that,' Lucky thought smiling.

"So," Liz said as she bent down and placed a kiss on his neck, loosening his
collar. "What in the world will we do with an entire weekend to ourselves?"

Lucky pulled her closer, causing her to fall and land in his lap.
"Aaaah...I've got a few ideas Mrs. Spencer, " he said kissing her full on the
lips, as he held her face. Liz marveled at the way he still kissed her as if
it were their wedding day. "A little bit of this," he said kissing her again.
"And of course...some strip poker."

"Ugh! Lucky...you always beat the pants off of me!"

Lucky grinned. "Exactly."

"Mmm...exactly." Liz said, repeating his words as she kissed him, determined
to stay as in love as they were at that moment for the rest of their lives.

Little did she know, she wouldn't have to. They were destined for each other
for all eternity.