The DreamBy: Kat Elizabeth Webber looked out at the Summer sky. Here she was age 20 and she believed that she could say she was truly over Lucky Spencer. He would always have a place in her heart yet, she knew she couldn’t wait for someone to return when he never would. The phone next to her bed began to ring. ‘Who could that be at this time of night?’ she thought to herself as she walked across the room and picked it up. "Hello?" She got nothing but silence. Her heart pounded in fear that it was Tom. "Who ever this is better speak up or I’m calling the police." She said after several minutes of static and breathing. "Liz." A raspy and worn voice said. Elizabeth almost dropped the phone, she knew this voice—it was his. But how? He had died almost three years ago. "Who is it?" She asked shaky. "Liz, it’s me." The voice said again. "Who are you?" She asked, as her stomach filled with butterflies and she felt as though her mind would burst from fear. "What the hell are you doing?" the voice of an older man yelled into the phone and then it hung up. Liz dropped the phone, her breathing became heavy and her eyes filled with tears. "It couldn’t be, could it?" The phone started to beep after being off the hook for several minutes. She hung it up and curled onto the bed. Her head rested on the pillow as tears formed in her eyes.
Late at night when all the world is sleeping -----*-----*-----*-----*-----*-----*-----*-----*-----*-----*-----*----- Faison left the room with the cell phone in hand. Lucky watched him leave and then ran to the computer. He typed furiously and then he heard the doors open. His heart pounded and he realized he had opened it. Three years of breaking codes had finally worked. He ran and grabbed his bag and then as fast as he could left the room and tried to find his way out. Lucky ran the halls of the old house trying to find his way out. Then he heard Faison taunting a woman in another room. There was a window looking in and he saw her. She looked like Robin, yet older. Then he heard Faison say something. "Anna, you will give in eventually." He said, filled with confidence. "I haven’t yet and I never will." She yelled back. "Now, now I will have you." He said and lit a cigar. Lucky knew at that moment he would have to help this woman, Anna—it was then he realized who she was. Robin’s mother. If she was alive and he was alive then maybe Robert was as well. -----*-----*-----*-----*-----*-----*-----*-----*-----*----- Elizabeth shot up out of bed. It was day break and she went to her window. She wasn’t sure why but she needed to. Something cosmic was drawing her there. She opened her window and stuck her head out. As she did so she heard someone climbing up the house. She suddenly froze with fear and anticipation. When she saw him on the roof her heart stopped and all she could do was whisper, "Lucky?" "Elizabeth." He said, "Surprised to see me?" Elizabeth stepped back from the window. She had to have been dreaming, she opened her mouth and Screamed. -----*-----*-----*-----*-----*-----*-----*-----*-----*-----*-----*----- Elizabeth opened her eyes and looked at the clock by her bed. 6:43 am. ‘Another day, with out Lucky.’ She thought to herself. She got out of bed and walked over to her dresser. She pulled out a pair of jean shorts and a peach shirt. She got changed and then brushed out her hair. Sitting on her dresser was the sub-way token. She looked at it for a moment and then said aloud, "Lucky, why haunt me now?" She knew she wouldn’t get an answer but just asking was better then never asking. "I can’t dwell on this. It’s been three years. My life has gone on." -----*-----*-----*-----*-----*-----*-----*-----*-----*-----*-----*-----*----- Lucky stepped off the Bus in Washington DC into the Sunlight. It was so foreign to him, he had forgotten its warmth and the happiness a few rays would bring. Now that he was in Washington he knew what he had to do. He had to find the WSB office and tell them Anna and Robert were still alive and that Faison had them. -----*-----*-----*-----*-----*-----*-----*-----*-----*------*-----*----- Elizabeth and Emily sat at a table in the Grille. "Did you get any sleep last night Liz?" Emily asked. "Yeah, just doesn’t feel like that. I had a very odd dream." Elizabeth said. "Oh, well you know if you need to I’m here to talk to." "Thanks Em, you’re a great friend. This is really odd though, I was dreaming about Lucky still being alive." Elizabeth confessed. "That’s somewhat normal, I think. Sometimes I dream about what it would be life if my mother was still alive." "Em, not like that. I mean like he’s still alive somewhere and showed back up in town." "Liz, sometimes we just dream about something and it means nothing or not what you believe. It could mean something very weird like suddenly a new love will come into you’re life or a new opportunity." "Em, I don’t think it’s that. Yet you’re right it could mean any number or things." -----*-----*-----*-----*-----*-----*-----*-----*-----*-----*----- After hours of searching Lucky had found the WSB offices. Of course they thought he was out of his mind. Then he told them where Faison was. It was then they believed him. "Is there someone I can call for you? You’re family perhaps?" The man he had been talking to asked. "They all think I’m dead. Faison set my apartment on fire and everyone believes I died." "You can’t keep that secret, I know. I lost the love of my life Felicia because of this. By the way I’m Frisco Jones." "Maxie and Georgie’s father, Tony’s brother." "You know them?" "I’m Lucky Spencer." -----*-----*-----*-----*-----*-----*-----*-----*-----*-----*----- Elizabeth closed her eyes as she rested her head on the pillow. Sleep soon came and she dreamed of Lucky again. Lucky was at her window again, this time telling her he’d been kidnapped. She began tossing and turning. She was crying not only in her dream but in her sleep as well. The next morning when she woke up her pillow was soaked with tears, her eyes swollen from crying and her face stained with the tears of her dream. -----*-----*-----*-----*-----*-----*-----*-----*-----*-----*-----*----- Frisco and Lucky slowly maneuver up to an entrance of Faison’s compound. Slowly lucky disconnected the alarm system and they got inside. Lucky lead Frisco through the halls and down to the room where the Anna woman was. "It’s Anna…" Frisco said. "I thought so." Lucky replied. "Let’s break her out and see if Robert’s here as well." Frisco said. Lucky picked the lock and then decoded the code used on the separate alarm system. The door opened and the slowly went in. "Anna?" Frisco called out. Another door opened and Anna walked out cautiously. Her eyes widened with Joy when she saw Frisco. She ran to him and hugged her. "Have you gotten Robert?" She asked. "Not yet, we haven’t found him yet. Though we never would’ve found you if it weren’t for this young man." Frisco said gesturing to Lucky. "Thank you young man." She said. "Well, I escaped from Faison so when I saw you I knew I had to get you out." He said. "Who are you?" She asked. "Lucky Spencer." "Spencer? As in Luke Spencer?" she asked. "Yeah, he’s my father." Just then a panel in the door opened and a man feel out. "Robert!" Anna yelled and ran over to him. His breathing was shallow. "Please wake up Robert." -----*-----*-----*-----*-----*-----*-----*-----*-----*----- Elizabeth paced around her room. She knew he was alive. She could feel it inside her. It had been a few day’s since her last dream but she knew deep in her heart he was still alive. -----*-----*-----*-----*-----*-----*-----*-----*-----*----- Lucky, Anna, and Frisco sat outside the hospital room waiting for news on Robert. A doctor finally came out and told them, "Mr. Scorpio is just dehydrated and stressed. He’ll be perfectly up to par in a few days." "Doctor," Frisco started, "Is it possible to
have him moved to another hospital?" "Yes of course, but why?" "Well, we think it might be better for him to just be home, around his family and friends." Frisco said. "I understand. We have him transferred later this evening, if the hospital you want will except him." "Thank you Doctor." The Doctor left and Frisco excused himself. He walked down the hall to the payphones and dialed the number of the PCPD commissioner. -----*-----*-----*-----*-----*-----*-----*-----*-----*-----*----- Mac had just told Taggert to leave Sonny and Jason alone until he found solid proof that they had done something illegal. His phone rang and he picked it up. "Scorpio." "Mac, its Frisco. We have a patient being brought into General hospital this evening and I was wondering if you could be there then." "Frisco, why do you want me there?" "Because Mac, it’s Robert." Mac dropped the phone and stared off into space. "Mac? Mac? Mac?" Mac picked the phone up and said with a shaky voice, "My brother Robert." "Yeah, he’s alive. So are Anna, and Lucky Spencer." "I saw Lucky Spencer’s body how is he still alive?" "Caesar Faison. Who has once again escaped the clutches of the WSB." -----*-----*-----*-----*-----*-----*-----*-----*-----*-----*----- Mac’s office later that afternoon, Felicia, Laura, Luke, Nikolas, and Elizabeth are there. "What’s this all about Mac?" Laura asked. "I got a call this afternoon from Frisco. It appears that Caesar Faison, kidnapped Anna, Robert and Lucky." Everyone gasps and stare at Mac like deer’s who have been caught in headlights. "What are you telling us?" Luke asked. "I’m telling you that according to Frisco, Robert, Anna and Lucky are all still alive." Elizabeth started to have a panic attack. "The dreams about Lucky being alive weren’t dreams they were trying to tell me something." Then she started sobbing uncontrollably. -----*-----*-----*-----*-----*-----*-----*-----*-----*----- Robert is in his new room and Anna is by his side. Lucky is sitting in an very open waiting room. His stomach in knots and he feels very nauseated. Any moment someone he knows could walk up and totally freak out from the site of him. As he sits there, someone places a hand on his shoulder and he turns around to see Elizabeth. "It’s you, you’re really here." She said before she leaned down and pulled him towards her in a hug. "Oh Elizabeth." He said almost musically. "I’ve waited years to hear your voice again, to feel your touch, to see you. Now it’s real and not just a dream." "Liz, I never thought I would see you again." "I never thought I would see you either." She said. "I still love you Elizabeth, I never stopped." "Oh lucky, I never stopped loving you either. How could I, you were my savior, the one person I trust completely." The End |