Summary: Luke and Laura after a lot of time and pain find their way back to each other, but by the time they do, something unstoppable is standing between us. Bring Kleenex if you’re really into Luke and Laura!
Quote: Kristina Wagner needs to get her butt away from Anthony Geary. Genie and Tony were made to be together and Kristina with him makes me want to barf! She belongs with Jack!
Keyword: Luke/Laura Romance
October 16th, 2000
Laura Webber Spencer walked into Luke's club. God, earlier, Mac Scorpio
had asked her out on a date...well, maybe not a date, but close enough.
She said she'd call him, but then, what would happen? She liked him,
she'd always liked him, and the comfort would be nice. To say nothing of
what it would do to Felicia. But was
that reasonable? Even if they both had
openly thought about it before, even if she felt an attraction?
"My intentions are far more selfish." Mac had said, which completely surprised her. How generous he was to make her feel like she was still desirable, after all Luke and Felicia had done to them.
Laura's beautiful face searched for her husband. She loved him so much, she needed his love, she needed to kill him, and then just hold him, if she could ever get over the anger. As her eyes looked for Luke, she saw him, happily and flirtingly dancing with Felica. Laura froze, tears threatening to form, and she just exhaled, thinking "of course".
She chose not to leave. In most situations she'd leave, but she hadn't had a chance kill her husband yet. She quietly sat down at the bar, and the music stopped, as well as Felicia and Luke's dancing. Laura sarcastically clapped along with everyone else.
Laura's eyes never left Bobbie, Roy, Felicia and her husband's, but none of them saw her. It was as if he'd forgotten her. That she existed. She'd been replaced over and over, and everytime she saw her husband, she was being slapped. Felicia was making an idiot of herself, and Laura was through. She needed the liquor. Right now.
"Excuse me," Laura said angerily. They all turned towards her, ashamed and frightened of what she would say. She was perfectly calm though. "Hate to interrupt your little *party* over there, but I'd like some service."
Laura tapped her hands against the bar, and bit her lower lip while raising both her eyebrows to show she was not going to fall over and cry. Luke slowly stood up, looking at her. She opened her eyes wide and smacked her lips together. He just stared.
"I'd like a drink! Ooh, have I interrupted a private party?"
He slowly walked to the inside of the bar, facing her. She was so calm, yet burning with anger. How much had she seen? She looked so beautiful. He wouldn't look at Felicia or his sister.
"You sure a drink's what you want?"
"Positive. Scotch on the rocks," she said deliberately.
He kept looking at her, then slowly poured her this drink. He knew why she'd chosen it. She drank an enormous gulp of it, and looked up at him, exhaling. She smiled cruely.
"Ooh...better get back to your party. Wouldn't want ya to keep her waitin'."
Luke looked annoyed, and embarrassed a little. She poured herself the next drink and drank it again. He walked back over to Bobbie and everyone.
Laura was not so calm anymore, she walked over to Felicia.
"You happy now, Felicia? My husband, your husband, my kids, your kids. Do you know how many lives you've ruined? Well honey, you can have him!"
Laura hated how beautiful this woman was.
"Do you understand now how it feels, Luke? Did she comfort you that night? Did she help you? Did she save you from going insane? You can never degrade my reasons again, now can you?"
"Laura," Luke said, putting his hands on her shoulders.
"Any part of you that touches me, Luke, you're not getting back."
"Luke and I care about each other, and it was over between you two long before I EVER came into the picture," Felicia said, "I saw you with Mac, so I came here-"
"Oh! Your husband and I were having a conversation, about how we both understand what you did, so automatically what, he’s the bad guy, or just me?"
"Stop it," Luke said.
Laura whirled around and looked at Luke.
"What? An innocent woman? When did you listen to me about not attacking my son?”
let's go outside and talk," Bobbie said softly, taking her hand.
"I bet you didn't even mind! I bet none of you cared about my children, about my
"Stop, Jesus!" Luke said, but Bobbie told him to shut up.
Bobbie took hold of Laura gently. "Laura, come with me, let's talk. I know you're in pain, just come on-"
"Oh you bitch! You never cared about me! You always hated me! You helped Luke so that you could take my husband!"
Bobbie wasn't offended. "Laura, come on, you know I care about you, come with me."
"Isn't this perfect, Bobbie? Luke's best friend is your lover, and your best friend is your brother's lover! Now you got what you always wanted!"
"Laura," Bobbie said, trying to hold her.
Laura exhaled a scream of pain and let Bobbie hold her for a minute.
"I'm sorry, Bobbie, but I can't believe that you ever gave a damn about me now that I see the situation that is perfect for you!"
Bobbie nodded, understanding.
Laura looked back at her husband. "You lied! You've always lied. I knew you were sleeping with her. I thought you didn't want me to come back and support you because you wanted to protect me-"
"You never stop lying and you make me sick! I lied because I knew the truth!"
Roy had just come back from the other room. He cut in front of Luke to get to Laura. He remembered Laura from 1979.
"Laura, would you like to just walk over to the bar with me, and another drink?"
She breathed hard. He took her, supporting her, to the bar. Luke felt like a prized horse's ass. Roy gave her another drink, then walked over and held her.
"You don't have to cry, I know you want to..."
"Oh why did I do this? Why did I come here and embarrass myself and everyone around me, but I'm not done."
Luke came over, grabbed Laura’s arm and started to drag her away, but she swung it free and looked out of control.
"Why didn't I just stay with a man who would love me? A man who is now dead! Why didn't I stay with the man that would never hurt me the way you hurt me? The man that didn't start our lives with rape and didn't end it with betrayal and lies?"
Luke's heart was just ripped out of him. He grabbed her harshly again and pulled her out of the back room. He slammed the door behind them.
"Look, Laura, calm down. Why are you doing this? You're only embarrassing yourself-"
"Me? Embarrass myself? Why should I have to do that? You've done such a brilliant job of it for me!"
He started to argue, but the locked door blew open. It was Scotty.
"Laura, you all right?"
She flew into his arms, which he gladly wrapped around her.
"Scotty," she said in a tiny voice. "You always saved me. You were always there. Scotty, hold me in your arms please," she said, meaning it, which hurt Luke even more. "Please, get me out of here."
"Let's go. This place is kinda dead, it's kind of a dump."
He helped her out the door. After Scotty slammed the door behind them, Luke knocked everything off of his desk to the floor.
Luke came back to Laura's house a week later, and she was playing with
Lulu. It was the most beautiful thing he'd ever seen. Laura looked
up at him, and smiled an incredible smile. It was an immediate reaction.
"Look, honey, here's Daddy!"
"Come here, cupcake."
Lulu ran into his arms. He almost cried with the feeling of his daughter in his arms. Laura stood up, smiling. As a family for once, they played with Lulu for hours. Luke wore his daughter out, throwing her in the air, twirling her, kissing her. Laura laughed softly at how silly Luke was.
After five brief hours of them being a family, Amy walked through the door.
"Oh, Luke! You're here! Are you and Laura talking? There's a rumor that-"
"Amy, Amy, AMY!" Laura said, to shut her up.
"Sorry," she said quickly. "Let me steal my niece for a little while," she said taking Lulu.
Laura really didn't want Amy to leave. But she of course did.
"You want anything, Luke? Scotch on the rocks?"
He smiled a little. "Not particularly, no."
"Is there something else you need? You know you're welcome to see Lulu anytime you want."
"What about seeing you?"
She then sat down on the couch, motioning for him to sit in the chair across for.
"Laura I don't know whatever went wrong-"
"You couldn't forgive me, that's what wrong. You couldn't forgive me for having
Stavros's child. You act as though I was in love him and trying to hide some deep, dark secret of his and mine."
"You couldn't completely blame me. For over fifteen years you lied to me about something as important as that."
"Yeah well, whatever you felt, whatever you feel now, it cannot compare to what you have done to me."
"Which is what?"
She widened her eyes. "Never forgiving me. And throwing Felicia in my face."
"Well, I had a romance with her, to replace what I'd lost."
"Replace? Threw out! You made me feel there was still a chance on our search for Lucky, I kept hoping, and every time I hoped, she'd appear, and you'd go with her."
"I'm sorry I hurt you, I didn't mean-"
"You didn't think leaving me to go off with another woman would hurt me, Luke? When we were there for OUR son, not your girlfriend."
"What do you want me to say? I regret it-"
"Is there anything you regret more?"
He nodded. "Raping you."
She frowned, shutting her eyes, not wanting to talk about it.
"Luke, Luke, that's not the hot topic right now-"
"Laura," he said firmly.
She sighed again. "What?"
"Remember when you thought you were pregnant?"
"Yes, of course I do."
"I did the cruelest thing to you, in a way to keep myself from feeling I'd lost everything. I had to believe that you were there with me. I didn't even hear you say no. I didn't hear anything. I just needed something to hold onto, and you were there, and I loved you. I didn't know what was real in that moment, I didn't know. I didn't mean to hurt you, I couldn't even see anything but those stupid disco lights.
"And afterwards, I didn't know what had happened, I wasn't there at all. But I looked down and I saw you scared and hurt, and I reached out to help you, to tell you I was sorry, that I didn't mean to hurt you. Then the damn phone rang, and Scotty asked if you were there. I didn't remember what I'd done at all. I didn't know had happened, or where you'd gone. After I hung up, I found your jacket on the floor. I slowly walked over, and placed it against my cheek, and then it came back to me, and I realized what I'd done. How could I do that to you? That was the biggest mistake of my life, scaring you."
A tear fell from his eye, she hugged him tightly.
"Luke, I wasn't afraid that you would hurt me. It's so hard to explain. I loved you too, I just hadn't even thought about it really. I wasn't afraid you would hurt me. I wanted you too, but not like that, not then, not when you were so scared, and so angry, and afraid. I trusted you then, and I wasn't afraid of you, I was afraid of everything at that moment, my feelings, your feelings, the reality of our feelings, and the possibility that you were going to be killed. I told you what you wanted to hear a few years ago when you asked. That wasn’t my thoughts, that was what you wanted to hear."
She sniffed a little, looking up at him, trying to be cheerful.
"And Luke, the sailboat incident pissed me off a little worse than that."
He laughed a little, and she smiled. He grabbed her intensely.
"But you didn't leave me. You never left me, and I'll never understand that. I keep hurting you, and tearing you apart and I don't get why you don't just walk away from me, the way we both know I deserve to be-"
"You don't know why?" she hissed. "Because, I love you, you stupid, STUPID MAN!"
His face filled with relief, and rolled her eyes, regretting she'd said anything. She turned from him, but he yanked her back. She had tears falling down her face.
"I never believed you'd hurt me, not even that night," she said. "I never believed you'd stab me in the heart, but you did."
"I didn't mean to hurt you, I never wanted to hurt you, but our lies, and our
betrayals, in your mind, do they measure up to the rest of our lives together?"
"You were the love of my life," she said slowly.
"You are still the love of mine."
She looked down, her beautiful damp face.
"I just wanted you to still love me, but you didn't-"
"Yes I did. I just couldn't let go of the lies."
"Why not? I let go of the lies you tell me every minute."
"Because I always knew I wasn't good enough for you, and you having another man's child and not feeling comfortable telling me, not trusting me..." he saw her face. "All right, Laura, it's all over now. It's done now, and you're here, and I'm here."
"I know that."
Her eyes never left his, and she was afraid, and she stopped him.
"Please don't, Luke. You can't just blow a hole in my heart and then patch it up like this."
She tried to push his arms away, but he tried to hold them towards her. She finally dropped the grip around his wrists she’d held to stop him and just ran up the stairs. He turned and watched her run. As soon as she reached the top of the staircase, she popped her head back down to his view.
"And I am not sending you signals like a firefly and this is not a follow me up the stairs stomp!"
And then she was gone. She got in the shower, tears prickling her eyelids, and she couldn't even tell if any fell because the beautiful water splashed on her face. She ran her fingers through her wet hair, washing her body, closing her eyes. She heard Natalie Cole singing, "Pink Cadillac", and she smiled at the crazy things she and Luke had done. She rubbed the soap all over her body, and rinsed it off, watching the suds flow off of her skin. She choked back her tears and got out of the shower.
She put a robe on and looked in the mirror. She hadn't even looked in the mirror in weeks it seemed. She took a good look at the woman she'd become. No, she wasn't proud of who she was now, but would she really have changed anything? Sure, small things, but the big things. Scotty, Luke, Stefan, Nikolas, Lucky, Lulu...no, all of those things were there for a reason, no matter how painful some of them had been.
She looked down, finding her toothbrush, and when she looked up, Luke was standing behind her. She threw the toothbrush against the mirror, jumping in fear, and screaming loudly. Somehow though, she wasn't a bit surprised. How dare he ever call her stubborn.
"Laura, I wasn't through talking to you."
She was still breathing hard from the fear. "Luke...my eyelids are clanking shut, can you come by tomorrow and we'll talk."
His eyebrows rose. "No," he said slowly.
She made her way in front of him, but he grabbed her, lifted her up a little, and placed her on the edge of the sink. Her eyes were still wide in anger, her face ready to kill. He touched her face, and she made no reaction. His hand cupped her face, then slipped down her neck, caressing her skin. Her face didn't change. He then placed his hands between her knees, and began to move them apart slightly. He didn't succeed in moving her legs too far apart, but that didn't really stop him. Now her face had changed from pure hate to just disbelief. He touched her shoulders, then very slowly slid his hands beneath the material of her robe, and pushed the robe away from her shoulders. Her eyes widened a little, and shock.
robe fell, exposing her upper half, and he touched her face. She leaned
into him, touching his face, feeling it, as if an examination. Her eyes
focused in concentration, and pain. Her
fingers ran over his lips, the skin of his face, so slowly to remember. She touched his face as if she’d never
touched skin before in her life. She
leaned in very slowly, and touched his lips to hers, feeling his lips against
her own, for a very brief moment, until a tear fell out of her closed eye, and
she pulled back. He looked at her with pain himself. He gripped her
face and she inhaled, looking at him, then finally, the damn broke and she
cried. She began to lose her balance from the tears.
"Laura, Laura, baby, what happened? I'm sorry, what?"
He grabbed her arms as her head tucked under. He quickly and thoroughly pulled up her robe and helped her off the sink. He helped her walk to the bedroom. She sat down on the bed, reaching to the nightstand for a Kleenex.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry."
"No, Laura, come on. I did this to you. I'm always doing this to you."
She blew her nose, and coughed femininely.
"It was just that moment in the bathroom, Luke. You were there and I was there, and we were kids again. Maybe not kids, but we were together, and in that moment, I reached out and touched you again, just...I guess needing to one more time, to remember, and I did, and I couldn't take it."
"Couldn't take what?"
She looked up and him, then smiled, looking at the ceiling.
"No! I don't wanna hear it. I was so naive. I let you go, and I watched you have your moments with her. But I thought that *our* love, OUR love, was still there, and that it meant something more than anything you could ever have with anyone else."
She stood up and began walking around the room, going on and on.
"...and I was stupid enough to believe that twenty years ago, you meant forever when you said it. That this Felicia thing couldn't possibly be what it all seemed, that you still loved me! Do you how...how stupid that makes me?"
She was shaking, half from anger, half from tears.
"But it's the thrill isn't it, Luke? It's that thrill of the married blonde again."
"It's that thrill of the Unavailable woman! Well, now you've got her, she's not divorced quite yet, but she's sure as hell on her way, so you won again.”
Laura moved to the dresser and grabbed some clothes, then slammed the door behind herself. He waited downstairs for her. She took over an hour, and when she made her way down the stairs, he could tell she'd been crying, and reapplied her make up.
"Just shut up," she hissed. Just then, Lucky and Liz came through the door, and Lucky's smiling face melted to fear when he saw his mother's face. Liz held his hand.
"Lucky," Laura breathed. "It's a
good thing you're here. You and your father have made me the bad guy for
so long. Acting like I was either too stupid to know what I was feeling,
or insane to feel however I did."
"Laura, this is not about Lucky-"
"Luke," she said coolly, tears forming in her perfect sapphire eyes, "You're gonna have to shut up, because you don't know anything at all, about what's going on inside of me."
Laura was in too much of her own pain to worry about Elizabeth.
"Both of you thought I didn't have a right to feel the way I felt after
that night. Lucky thought I was insane for marrying the man who
"raped" me. And you, Luke, you thought I was denying that
night! You know something, neither of you know what it was like, not even
Elizabeth, because Elizabeth was raped, and I wasn't."
A tear fell out of Laura's eye, as she shook with anger. It slipped down her cheek and on to the floor, but the anger was still burning.
"I loved Luke before that night, and after that night. Lucky, I can understand how you felt, but you had no right to hate me for something that no one could ever understand. It happened to me! Me. Not you, not your father. Something happened to your father, but you can't yell at me for something you will never understand completely.
"And Luke, to tell our son your side, making it as
dark as you could, you didn't know what I was thinking! You didn't know
anything! Stefan probably discovered that you'd been accused of raping
me, thank you, and he probably dug his way to what somebody else had heard.
None of you know. Luke, I'm so sick of
these last few years! I'm so sick of all of it. First it was
Nikolas, how you made me choose. Then Lucky finds out your version, which
was not true, and he hates both of us.”
Lucky let go of Liz's hand, but didn't dare interrupt his mother. She was right. How could he have been so childish? He'd gotten so consumed in his own anger. It happened to her, not him. It was her heart, her business, not his. Sure, he hated his father half the time, but...she was making so much sense.
"Your father loves you, Lucky. One night of pain makes him your mortal enemy? And Luke, loved me." Laura couldn't believe she said that now, and she had to force those words out. "He did," she said. "And if you knew what I knew, what I know, you would know that my father loved me so much-"
"I do Mom. That's why this whole Felicia Scorpio thing is so unbelievable."
Lucky ran to her side.
"Mom, I love you, I'm so sorry..." he began to cry, holding her. "The things I said, the way I said it, the anger, you never deserved it. Please, Mom, don't cry."
She held back her tears and just held him. Liz walked over, as Lucky let go of his
Liz walked over to Luke. "Liz, I'm so sorry you had to go through this."
Liz held out her hand to him. "What happened to me and what happened between you and Laura are as different as they can be. I want Lucky to see that. May I say one thing that's none of my business?"
Luke smiled, taking her hand. "Anything, Elizabeth."
She looked over at Laura, then back at him. "Felicia, when you had what you had with Laura," she said, and he heard loud and clear that she was actually giving him crap.
Liz had overstepped the boundaries, and she was embarrassed. She turned and went to Lucky and Laura.
"Lucky, why don't you go talk to your father, and let us women talk, is that all right, Laura?"
Laura laughed and wiped away the tears. She opened her arms out for Elizabeth Webber, where she quickly walked in to.
"Oh Elizabeth, I love you."
"Laura, everything's gonna be fine. Lucky, why don't you and Luke leave, and let us talk."
Lucky looked at her like she'd lost her mind, but then realized she was right.
"Come on Dad," he said not too thrillingly. Luke also very reluctantly left.
Lucky tossed his father the keys, and plopped himself down into the car.
Luke slowly got in, turned the car on, and pushed the accelerator to the floor,
"What's up, Dad?"
"Well, at the moment, I'm tired, I'm angry, I haven't eaten or slept well in months, and I really have to pee. You?"
"I've been great, though I wonder why my father has gone mentally insane."
Luke rolled his eyes. "To which situation are we referring to, cowboy?"
"You know, we're a lot a like. But the difference between you and me is...I realize I screwed up. I had no right to say the things I said to Mom, what I did to her. You, I still see you hanging out with Felicia Scorpio, and it's disgusting."
"You don't know anything-"
"I know you had some kinda cheap affair with her in a hotel room, which was your only way out of spending the rest of your life in jail for supposedly killing my brother's uncle, and that my mother was in the courtroom, hearing it all, and all you could think about was how it would hurt Felicia."
"Look, your Mom and I were already..." he couldn't even think of the words. "This is not your business, it doesn't effect you."
Lucky's beautiful face frowned at his father's. "You completely destroy the heart of the most amazing woman in the world, for Felicia Scorpio, and it's none of my business? You’re right. What goes on between you is none of my business. But I’m throwing my two cents in telling you I was there and I saw you and Mom, and your love. And knowing my mother has been screwed to the bone because my father who did nothing but betray her, leaves her for a younger blonde?"
"Son, my life with your Mom, and Felicia, is not your business."
"Man to man, Dad, how much do you really care about Felicia Scorpio?"
"That is not your business-"
"Dad, shut up and tell me. Or have you even thought about it? Do you wanna marry her? Have a life with her? Take her on the run everytime you get into some Cassadine trouble? Just tell me, what are your plans with her?"
Luke's hands were digging into the steering wheel. "Lucky, I love you. I've always loved you, but this is not something I am willing to discuss with you. Though how marriage ever came into the same sentence with Felicia is beyond me."
"Well, tell me this, do you love her?"
Luke thought real hard. "I care about her, amazingly deeply, and she brings out the happiness that I haven't had in a long time, since..."
"Since you dumped my mother for having Stavros Cassadine's child, then wanting
Nikolas to be a part of her life? Or since my mother ran into the arms of Stefan, and your ego couldn't take it? Since you left my mother for weeks at a time when I was being controlled by Faison, and you were doing God knows what with Felicia?"
"Since...a lot of things. You will learn life is not that simple."
"Oh, growing up with you as a father, I know life is not simple. But I also know that there was never going to be two people who loved each other the way you and Mom did, and I think do. Why do you keep hurting her-"
"I don't-I don't know."
"Drive back to Mom's, Dad."
"I was, we're almost there."
"Look, Dad, I know you've completely lost your mind, leaving my mother, but I don't believe you deserve her now. When you leave someone and choose Felicia over someone like my mother, I don't think you deserve a second chance. However, it is not my place. It is my mother's. So, just decide what's important, what you want, and then maybe you can enlighten the rest of the world. In the meantime, think about your heart, not your...."
Lucky got out of the car, but before he slammed it, he said, "Oh, and Dad, I really like Scott Baldwin. He's really good to Mom."
Lucky slammed the door, and Luke banged his head against the steering wheel. He had to make it right.
Four Months Later
Laura was going through treatment. They had removed the tumors after two
operations, but they told her the cancer would probably spread throughout her
entire uterus. So, she'd begun the radiation and the chemotherapy.
She slept long hours, and Luke watched her, every minute. Bobbie Spencer often
told him to leave to take a break, but he couldn't. She often watched him
cry while Laura was asleep.
One night, Laura began twisting and turning. Luke reached out for her.
"Laura, Laura, wake up, it's okay...shhh, Laura!"
She opened her eyes, still in terrible fear. "Oh, Luke. Oh God, I'm so nauseous."
She began breathing in and out, heavily.
"Want me to get someone-BOBBIE!"
Bobbie came running in, looking at Laura's painful face.
"Barbara," he said. "Do something about the pain she's in, please."
A tear fell down Bobbie's face. "Luke, um...the chemo and the radiation are gonna give her extreme discomfort and nausea, there's nothing we can really do. Laura, can I get you water, I could make you some real food, honey-"
"Bobbie," she breathed.
Laura reached out to Bobbie, and she came near, holding Laura's hand.
"Bobbie, please, if I don't come through this-"
"You WILL, Laura," Luke said.
"Have you gotten the new test results," Laura begged.
"Monica Quartermaine should have them, let me go get her."
Bobbie left the room, and Laura closed her eyes, breathing, praying the nausea would ease.
"Laura, baby," he said, more scared than her. "What can I do?"
"I don't know...I don't know, Luke, I'm sorry."
"For what? You're sorry. You're gonna get better because we're gonna get married again, and I promise I'll never let you go."
Monica walked through the doors, and Laura's desperate eyes met Monica's. Monica looked frightened, she’d been through the cancer, the pain, the shame. It was ugly, and Laura was so much younger. A tear slipped from Laura's eye.
"Stop the chemo and the radiation, Bobbie."
"Why," Bobbie said.
Monica sat down by
Laura, holding her hand and caressing her face.
"Laura, the cancer has spread to your bones. God, the only thing we can do is to slow down the process, but..." Monica couldn't finish.
"Doc," Luke said, "You've made some mistake if you're telling me she's not gonna get better. You do whatever you have to-"
"Luke," Monica said, "We will, we are, but..."
Bobbie's face was already drenched with tears. Laura's were still full of fright and
"But, Monica, please, my daughter, Lucky," she cried.
Luke looked at Monica like she'd lost her mind.
"Luke, can I talk to you for a minute," Monica said.
"Go," Bobbie said. "I'll stay here with Laura."
Luke walked reluctantly out with Monica. Bobbie sat down in the chair Luke was in, and held Laura's hand, tears falling endlessly.
"Bobbie, I know you've never been my biggest fan-"
"Laura, for God's sakes, stop it. I love you. I will do anything for you because of your strength. And your heart."
"Then please, promise me something."
"Anything, what, tell me."
"Lulu," Laura said with fear. "Would you watch over her and Luke, and Lucky and Nikolas?"
"Of course. Lulu is gonna grow up so beautifully thanks to you, you were the greatest mother."
"Oh I sucked!"
Laura plopped her head back on the pillow and looked up at the ceiling. The nausea was eating her, and she was in so much pain she could barely move.
"Laura, you are a wonderful mother. You put your children more than once over the love of your life. You would do anything for the people you love, and so would my brother, though the last two years of his life make me wonder a bit about his mental health."
Laura smiled a little.
"I was always envious of you, Laura. I did terrible things to attract the man I wanted to me, but you, every man that's ever loved you has been damn near obsessed if not completely gone. And you did nothing. That's because you have something so special inside you, that no one else does. You have that light that shines inside you that never fades. I will do anything for you and I will never leave."
"Am I really dying?"
"I'll have to talk to Dr. Quartermaine," she trailed off. Bobbie tried to brighten things up. "Do you want me to bring Lulu in tomorrow? I'm sure she'd love to see her Mommy."
"NO!" Laura was so fierce in her reply. She grabbed Bobbie's arm and pulled Bobbie towards her. "There's another favor. I don't ever want Lulu to see me in a hospital. Not like this. Please, get me out of here Bobbie. If I'm dying, there's no reason to keep me. I wanna go...I wanna go..." she said shaking up. "I don't...want it to be over, not yet. My little girl, Luke, Nikolas, my mother-oh my God, my mother's gonna be so upset-"
"Shh, Laura, Laura, I'll do everything to get you out of here. I'll drag you out myself. Monica will understand, but there is treatment to slow it down, do you want that?"
Five Hours Later
A Month Later
Sixteen Months Later
Scotty helped Laura back into bed. He was shaking, and his eyes were
"I would've been here sooner, Laura, but I didn't know how it might look. But I had to see you."
"Scotty, I never stopped loving you. You never stopped being my hero. I will always love you."
"And you know I've never loved another woman the way I love you, and I never will. There are so many things I want to say to you, but now that we're here, I don't have anything to say."
"You can say them to me, even if you can't see me."
"What can I do?"
Laura thought. "There's one thing-"
"Kiss me, hold me one more time."
He stood up, and slowly leaned over towards her. She was so thin, thinner than he'd ever seen her, but she still shined. He cupped her face and kissed her. She felt his arms around her, and she forgot the pain for that moment. She leaned in even closer, trying to become one with him.
"I love you,
Scotty. You saved me, you were good to me."
"And you were everything to me," he said, holding her. "God, don't leave me," he cried.
She wrapped her arms around his body. "I wish I could just be with all of you forever in the way I want to, but I can't. I'm in so much pain, Scotty, that I'm praying it comes soon. This pain, no matter how much morphine, is destroying me. It's my own body destroying itself."
"I would rip it all out of you and save you if I could."
She moaned in pain, and lied her back against the pillows. She held his hand really tightly, trying to keep her tears from falling.
"Scotty," she said. "You are my first love, and that love never faded. Never. I love you."
Scotty turned and left. The minute he left her room, tears slid down his face. Bobbie ran to him, holding him. Luke ran back in to see Laura, and so did Leslie and Lucky. Nikolas hugged his Uncle, Stefan never left, just stayed out of sight.
"Mom," Lucky was so afraid.
"Come here," she said, holding her arms out to him.
He ran into her arms. "Mom please..."
"Shhh, I know Lucky. Oh Lucky I'm so proud of you. I love you so much. I love you more than anything."
"And don't ever doubt that I always loved you. I was wrong in so many areas, my
thoughts, my accusations-"
"No it wasn't! You didn't lie, you never lied. You loved Dad, and he loved you. I saw that love for over ten years, and that is what's real, not what I said, or what I thought."
"I understand. You and your brother and your sister, you all have to know that I would've done anything for you. Throughout all of my mistakes, you were all were always my life, the first in my life."
Lucky hugged her again. She wiped his tears with her beautiful hands, and smiled at him.
"I want you to go, Lucky. I want you to go and be with Lulu. And Nikolas. I love you so much, you have no idea! You will never know until you have your own children, and then you will understand the depth of my love for you."
"You have more depth than anyone, Mom. I love you."
He reluctantly left, and they both knew it might be the last time he saw her. But she asked him to go be with Lulu, and Lulu needed him. Laura had only been in the hospital a few days, but she refused to let Lulu see her in the hospital, with the wires, the machines, and the drugs. Lucky did her last request.
Luke sat down again, holding Laura's hand. He stood over her, kissing her, his tears falling on her face. He could hear that song, "Think of Laura". He heard the words, "Think of Laura, but laugh, don't cry, you know she'd want it that way." She wrapped her weak arms around his neck.
"Luke, can I have a minute alone with my mother?"
"Of course, angel."
He left, walking outside. The hospital seemed empty, nothing mattered. The world was blurry. His whole life was leaving him. Her beautiful eyes, her hair, her smile, her heart, would all disappear. She was being taken away from him again. He was flooded with memories.
"Laura, can't we PLEASE...sleep in the same bed."
"I won't touch you, I swear I won't touch you. Laura, I don't even have the strength, I mean even if I wanted to, I couldn't!"
She looked over at him, the most beautiful thing he'd ever seen. "No," she said again.
"Okay. Okay you win, but let me tell you something. This will NOT go on forever! We can have twin beds, we can have twin ROOMS! Dammit Laura, I am a man and I want you!"
She turned her innocent face into a stunned one.
"And for the time being, I LOVE, this bathTUB!"
He slammed the door behind her.
Luke's eyes were filled with tears, and for what seemed like eternity, he
waited. Finally, Leslie came out, tears in her eyes.
"She wants to see you, Luke. She wants you."
She hugged him, breaking down and crying. She began to sob loudly, and he tried to hold her up. He was trying so hard to not break down himself. He sat her down in a chair, and Bobbie came running over.
"Luke, go on back to Laura, I'll stay with Leslie."
He ran back in the room, where Laura's eyes were closed. He feared the worst. He sat down in the chair, and took hold of her hand. Her eyes opened.
"Hey," she said softly.
"I want you to be happy, Luke."
“You made me
happy. You’ve always made me happy.”
She smiled. "I don't want them to take off my cigar band."
"No one will ever take it off. I love you, Laura. Every part of me, loves you. Every thing I ever had, everything I ever was loved you."
"I love you."
Just then, she began to breathe hard. "Luke," she called.
"Yeah, I'm right here, what?"
"Window, take me to the window, I wanna see the world one more time, please, help me."
"Okay, okay, hold on."
He pulled back the sheets, slipped one hand underneath her legs, and the other behind her head. He lifted her off the bed, but she was suddenly too tired to talk. He held her head up, and made her look outside the window.
"See angel, there's the world, the world that we have seen so much of. Laura, I love you."
Her head fell, and he just kept talking. Finally, through his own broken heart, he put her back on the bed and yelled for help. Bobbie and Tony ran in. They examined her, but said nothing. Luke held Laura's hand, still talking to her, and Bobbie watched, large tears colliding down her face.
"She's gone, isn't she Bobbie? I mean, she's really gone." He touched and caressed Laura's face. "And this is for real. She's not gonna come back in two years, running into my arms, is she?"
Bobbie closed her eyes slowly, wondering how Luke would ever go on.
"Bye angel," he said, kissing her. "I love you."
Luke kissed her cold lips one more time, then turned to leave. He saw Bobbie standing there, wanting to comfort him. She couldn't. She couldn’t believe a life without Laura. He walked right past her, and Bobbie looked at Laura's lifeless body. Laura, the woman she'd hated, loved, envied, and admired was gone. Really gone. She left herself, she couldn't take it. She bumped into Monica.
Bobbie's face was streaked with tears, her mascara running down her face.
"It happened, didn't it? Laura's...gone."
"No," Monica breathed.
Roy came in the hospital, and ran towards Bobbie.
"What," he asked.
"It's Laura," she cried, sinking to the floor.
"Whoa," he said grabbing her. "She's...she's dead?"
"Oh no, no! Not Laura! Her daughter's not even ten years old, and she just wanted to love everything she could!" she cried.
Monica was incredibly surprised. Bobbie had seen so many people die, but then again, this wasn't somebody, this was Laura. Monica sucked her tears and went to see Laura, to talk to her even if she wasn’t inside her body anymore. Roy pulled Bobbie up from the ground, dragging her to a chair. He held her. Tears threatened him also, Laura was an incredible woman. Roy loved Laura. He had stayed with Lulu a lot of the time. Roy would’ve done anything for Laura. Bobbie wiped her nose with the back of her hand. A nearby nurse got her a sedative. She knocked it out of the woman's hand.
"I don't...I don't want that! Dammit!"
Later That Night
Two Days Later
The funeral was almost through. Luke had survived. Lucky and Nikolas, Elizabeth, and Emily were all together. Roy, Mac, Monica, Alan, Lila, Edward, Ned, Alexis, Chloe, Carly, Bobbie, Sonny, Stefan, Scotty, Lucy, Kevin, almost everyone in Port Charles was here. Luke made sure the cigar band was on her hand, and tried hard to invite all the people that loved Laura, not just the people he could stand. Leslie was crying, and Amy was holding her, crying harder. Luke was ice cold, but dying himself inside. Bobbie spoke.
“Laura didn’t start out as my favorite person. I remember I could barely stand the sight of her. I remember now how much I hated every little thing she did, but now I don’t remember why I hated her, if there was something specific she did. Now I know it was all inside me. Laura could take pain and just turn it around, make it matter, make it beautiful. She glowed inside and although her face fooled you into thinking you were taking care of her, she was always the one taking care of you.”
Stefan realized how true that was. Laura took care of him when he would save her life. It was really Laura.
“And she was never weak, never breakable. She could do anything and she did. She didn’t regret any of it. She took the pain she gained from the things she did and always made it good. And no matter her mistakes, her love was never false. Her words were never unreal. She taught me…about the kind of person I always wanted to be. And I want to give her my faith, my acceptance, my understanding, and my love. I want her to know I believe in her.”
Bobbie wiped her tears and stepped down. Roy, Monica, Mac, Alan, and Sonny spoke. Lucy finally managed to, worried about hurting Luke, but she actually made him smile. Elizabeth was the last to go up. Laura’s children didn’t speak, neither did Luke, Stefan, or Scotty.
“I always thought Laura and I had a connection. We met in very strange circumstances…but somehow I needed her. Before I knew her, before I really spoke to her I knew that she was someone I needed to be with. Someone I needed to tell my thoughts to. The first time she ever saw me she pulled me into her arms and gave me a safe place to go.”
Audrey cried a little at that.
“And I was never not on her side. She thought in a lot of ways I did. She knew me, she could read my mind and still love me. I never dared to question anything she ever thought or felt, I believed her. I trusted her and I found out how much I felt the same. I wish I’d known her all my life, I wish I’d gotten on the motorcycle I made her promise she’d get on with me. But I know someday I will. I will be able to hold her and tell her all the things I think I missed here, and I will see her smile at me. That big smile, and I know that my life was worth just seeing her smile at me, the way she did. She saved my life, she saved my heart.
“If there was one thing I knew about Laura though, she just wanted everyone to be okay. So the least I can do for her is be okay, be better than okay. And make her proud of me.”
Elizabeth stepped down, kneeled in front of Luke, and held him. He wrapped his arms around her, holding her. Elizabeth was so much like Laura. Elizabeth gave a promise to Luke, he was the one that made her laugh, and she would be there forever. For him and for Laura.