| Chapter 25: "So that's the story of my life." Emily finished. She looked at Mark, who was sitting silently next to her. "Say something." "What's there to say?" Mark shrugged. "People make mistakes all the time. You just have to take them into stride and learn from them." "I learned a lot alright." The door flew open and the light turned on. "What are you two doing in here at this hour?" Amy wanted to know. Emily and Mark looked at her guiltily. "Come on," the nurse gestured. "It's time for your medication. No wonder I couldn't find you. If it had been ten more minutes, I'd have had to alert the whole staff." Amy smiled at the two as they walked down the hospital hallway. "Mark, wait here." Amy instructed as she led Emily into her room. Emily climbed under the covers and took the pills from Amy. She looked up from her cup of water at Mark, who stood in the doorway. Playing the role of a mime, he took an imaginary pill out of a cup and popped it into his mouth. His eyes went wide and he grinned as he put his hands to his throat and pretended to choke. Emily giggled. "I saw that, buster." Amy said to Mark. She took the cups from Emily and rolled her eyes at Mark. "Come on, it's your turn." As the door closed behind them, Emily shut off the light and rolled over onto her side, a smile remaining on her face. Elizabeth Webber groaned as she opened her eyes to bright rays of sunlight. "Go away, sun." "Elizabeth!" someone called from downstairs "Ugh." She pulled the pillow over her head and ignored the call. "Elizabeth!" "I give up." Exasperated, Lizzie climbed out of bed and went downstairs. "What is it Grams?" she asked as she walked into the kitchen. Audrey Hardy turned around from the stove. "I have your breakfast rea-Elizabeth, what are you doing in your pajama's? You're supposed to be at work in a half an hour." "I'm supposed to-oh my gosh!" She exclaimed when it finally registered. "I totally forgot!" She turned on her heel and ran back upstairs to get dressed. "Excuse me, excuse me!" Elizabeth Webber pushed her way through the small crowd at Kelly's as she hurried behind the counter. "Lizzie, where were you?" Lucky Spencer asked as he filled a glass of soda. "I'm sorry." She apologized as she put on her apron. "I kinda forgot." "You forgot?" "I've had a lot on my mind lately." She said as she rang up a customer at the register. "Like what?" "Like my sister moving away." Lucky set down the glass and turned to face her. "She's what?" "Thanks and have a nice day, sir." Lizzie handed the change to an elderly man and turned around to Lucky. "She's going back home." "Well, how come?" "I'll give you three guesses." Lucky's eyes narrowed. "Cassadine." "You bet." "Elizabeth, you're late." Ruby walked out of the kitchen with a tray of food in her hands. "I know Ruby, I'm so sorry." Elizabeth said taking the tray. "Don't let it happen again." Elizabeth sighed as she brought the food to a couple's table. "So, how's Emily?" She asked Lucky. "Getting better. I'm going to go over there later. Do you want to come?" Lizzie shrugged "Sure, after I get done here." "Elizabeth, table four!" Lizzie rolled her eyes as she took the tray. "If that ever happens." Sarah Webber closed her last suitcase and surveyed the room. It was exactly as it had been when she first came to Port Charles. She had to admit that she would miss being in New York. She liked it there. She liked it a lot. And she even almost regretted leaving. The doorbell rang, but she barely looked up. Maybe I should stay, she thought. Maybe it would be better. "No," she said out-loud. "I have to leave. I can't stay here." "Sarah?" Sarah whirled around to face the visitor. "Nikolas?" |