Chapter Twenty-One

As soon as they got back to the house, Jason had to carry a sleeping Elaina up to her room. After settling her in, he went to his own room to think. It was enough that he had these feelings for Sam, but to hear Elaina say that she thought of Sam as her mother . . . it had been a major shock for him – and Sam too. He had seen it on her face.

The walk home had been quiet as he and Sam thought about what had just happened. He had been grateful when Elaina had become tired of walking and needed to be carried the remainder of the way, and then had fallen asleep.

Jason wasn’t sure what to do now. Looking at the picture of Jessica that stood on his bedside table, Jason picked it up. “You will always have my heart Jessica . . . you are the first woman in my life that let me be me . . . you made me happy and you gave me a beautiful daughter . . . “ He sighed. “I just wish I knew what was going on . . . how can I still love you so much and have these . . . feelings for Sam?” Not sure how he was going to answer those questions, Jason put the picture back and got up. That’s when he noticed the white card on his bed. Picking it up, he read the message inside:

“Your presence is requested at the gazebo by the lake at eight o’clock this evening. Formal wear is a must (it’s hanging on the back of your door) – do not be late. (And if you don’t show up Jason, I will hunt you down myself).”

Jason rolled as eyes; he could practically hear Carly’s voice in his head as he finished reading the note. Tossing the card onto the bed, he went to the back of his door and looked at the clothes hanging there. Knowing it would be easier to comply with Carly than have her come and find him; Jason checked the time and decided to hit the gym before showering.


Elaina thought of her as a mother? Sam had never been more shocked in her life. It was the last thing she expected to hear and she knew Jason had been shocked as well. Looking at him as they had walked home, she had been unable to read what he was thinking or feeling. Was he angry about what Elaina said? Was he going to tell her that he didn’t want her having that kind of role in his daughter’s life?

Feeling totally confused and conflicted, Sam had gone straight to her room. A long hot shower would help to clear her head. But thoughts of her shower went by the wayside when Sam saw the white card sitting in the middle of her bed. Picking it up, she unfolded it and read:

“Your presence is requested at the gazebo by the lake at eight o’clock this evening. Formal wear is a must (it’s hanging on the back of your door) – do not be late.”

Intrigued, Sam looked on the back of her door and gasped at the blue dress that hung there. A smile spreading on her face, Sam checked the time and ran for the shower.


“Wow, twice in one day, should I be scared?” Diego asked as he watched Lulu walk into his room.

“Funny,” said Lulu as she plopped onto the edge of his bed. “So, how are you feeling?”

“Okay,” said Diego cautiously, eyeing her. “What did you do?”

“What are you talking about?” Lulu asked innocently.

“I know you Lulu. You’re up to something,” Diego said as he looked at her. He saw that glint in her eye – ironically, it was the same glint Carly got when she was up to something.

“Alright, fine. I ran into Georgie at Kelly’s,” Lulu admitted.

Diego groaned and rolled his eye. “Lulu, please don’t tell me you started something with her.”

“I didn’t start anything with her Diego,” Lulu protested. “I merely told her what I thought of her and what she did to you.”

Diego shook his head. He knew he should be upset with what she did, but he couldn’t be. It was nice that someone had his back like Lulu did. It was refreshing for once.

“So, when are you getting out of here?” Lulu asked after she realized Diego wasn’t going to yell at her for what she did.

“I don’t know, soon, I hope. I’m getting tired of lying around here,” Diego said with a sigh. “I’m sure my father will find out before he comes back later on.”

Lulu nodded and then remembered the bag she had brought with her. “Here, I brought this. I figured the food they were giving you here was pretty awful,” she said, handing him the bag.

Diego took it and pulled the double bacon cheeseburger out along with an order of chili cheese fries. “You are a lifesaver Lulu,” he said in appreciation.

Lulu smiled. “I know,” she said as she swiped a chili cheese fry.


Skye was still in shock as she and Lorenzo stopped at the nurse’s station to pick up her prescription. Pregnant? She was still having trouble wrapping her mind around the whole concept. For years she had wished for a miracle like this but knew better than to get her hopes up. But now it was happening. She was going to have a baby . . . she was going to have a chance to be a mother.

“Are you okay?” Lorenzo asked as he watched Skye. He was as shocked and surprised and happy as she was.

Skye smiled and looked up at him. “I’m fine,” she said. “Surprised . . . shocked . . . and so happy.”

“So am I,” Lorenzo said as he leaned down to kiss her forehead. “This is amazing Skye . . . I never thought I would have the chance to be a father again . . . and now you’ve given me that. Thank you.”

Putting her hand on his cheek, Skye tried to hold her tears back. “You’re going to be an amazing father to our child Lorenzo. I saw the way you were with Jessica and how you are with Diego and even Elaina. I couldn’t have asked for anyone more perfect.”

“And you are going to be an amazing mother, Skye. And I will be with you every step of the way,” Lorenzo vowed. To himself, he vowed to make different choices when it came to this child. He was going to be there from the beginning and not miss out on anything – he was going to have more of an open mind and not judge or put down his or her choices.

“So, when do you want to tell everyone?” Skye asked. Although the news was amazing, she was a little worried how everyone else was going to take it – especially Diego.

“No better time than the present,” Lorenzo said. “Let’s go and see Diego. I want to talk to his doctor and see when we can get him out of here.”

Slipping her hand into his, Skye nodded. She couldn’t be happier than she was at that moment.


Manny slammed his hand down on the desk in anger. “What the hell is wrong with you Corinthos?” he yelled. “If you want this plan to work, you can’t keep going off on your own, trying to connect with your ex-wife! An ex-wife, I will remind you, who turned her back on you, took your sons away, and sided with Alcazar and Morgan!”

“I haven’t forgotten,” Sonny said.

“Is that so?” Manny asked mockingly. “Then if that’s true, you’ll stop trying to contact her and not set up another meeting between yourself and Morgan or Alcazar. I cannot move on with our plans if you do.”

Sonny looked at the man he had asked for help. But after watching Jason with his daughter earlier that afternoon, he was starting to doubt all of this. He didn’t want to destroy that little girl’s life in the name of revenge. He just had to figure out a way to stop Manny before this went too far.


Lorenzo heard laughter coming from Diego’s room. Furrowing his brows curiously, he pushed open the door to see his son and Lulu Spencer sitting on the bed, a bag of Kelly’s take out between them.

“Are we interrupting?” he asked as he and Skye stepped into the room.

“Hey Pop,” Diego said as he swallowed a mouth full of chili cheese fries. “Come on in.”

Lulu stood up, gathering the remainder of the food. “Ummm . . . I didn’t think it would be a problem if I brought some take out,” she said quickly as she reached for the bag.

“Hey!” Diego protested as he tried to take the bag back.

Lorenzo smiled and shook his head. “Don’t worry about it Lulu. As far as I know, there were no restrictions on Diego’s diet while he was here.”

“Thank you,” Diego said as he took the bag from her and dug out more fries.

Skye watched them a moment, a soft smile on her face. It was good to see Diego so happy after everything that had happened. Lulu seemed to be good for him. Then the smell of the chili cheese fries finally reached her and she felt her stomach turn, which caused a feeling of nausea to rise into her throat.

“Skye, are you okay?” Lulu asked when she turned to the woman after stealing a fry from Diego’s hand.

Before she or anyone else could respond, Skye bolted for the bathroom, slamming the door behind her and getting to the toilet just in time.


“Did you find anything out?” Manny asked as one of his men walked into the room.

“They’re still at General Hospital,” he said.

Manny nodded, indicating that the man should continue on.

“Diego will make a full recovery,” he said. “Also, Alcazar’s girlfriend Skye Quartermaine is pregnant with his child.”

Manny’s eyebrows rose in surprise and pleasure. “Very nice,” he said. “We’ll have to send our congratulations.”

The man took his leave to allow his boss to put together what he wanted to do next.


“Skye . . . I’m coming in,” Lorenzo said after he had gently knocked on the bathroom door. When the only reply he got was a low moan, Lorenzo pushed open the door, stepped inside and gently closed the door behind him.

“Are the fries gone?” Skye asked in a small voice as she sat on the floor by the toilet.

Lorenzo grabbed a cloth from the sink and ran it under cold water. He then sat on the floor next to her and gently ran the cloth over her head and neck. “Yes,” he said. “Lulu felt really bad and grabbed the food from Diego again. She went all the way to the waiting area to get rid of it,” he added.

Skye groaned again. “Poor Diego,” she said, leaning back so her back was against his chest.

“He’ll survive,” Lorenzo said. “Are you okay?”

Skye looked up at Lorenzo. “I’ll be okay,” she said. “I guess morning sickness isn’t just restricted to the morning.”

Lorenzo smiled sympathetically. He kissed her on her head. “I’m not exactly sure what I can do for you Skye,” he admitted. He had not been with Maria or Elaina when they had gone through the same thing.

“What you’re doing is fine,” Skye said. “Actually, can you help me up? We should go and talk to Diego.”

“Are you sure?” Lorenzo asked. At Skye’s nod, he got up, helping Skye to her feet. He gently brushed her hair out of her face. “You ready to go and tell Diego he’s going to be a big brother?”

Skye smiled. “Definitely,” she said, lacing her fingers in his.


Sam stood in front of the full-length mirror on the back of her bathroom door and took in her appearance. Her dark hair was curled around her face and cascaded over her shoulders. The blue dress that had been provided for her hugged her body like a second skin. The neckline plunged, but not so much as to not leave something to the imagination. The skirt skimmed her knees and floated away from her body. A pair of strappy sandals completed the outfit – the heels added some height to her small stature.

Finishing the last of her preparations by adding a necklace and bracelet, Sam took one more look at herself and was ready to go. Taking a deep breath, Sam left her room.


Jason sighed as he looked at himself in the mirror over his dresser. Carly, he thought as he took in the deep blue button down shirt and black pants he had been instructed to wear. As usual, she had tried to get him into a tie, but the offending material was lying on his bed in a balled-up heap.

Not sure what Carly was up to, Jason ran his hands through his spiky hair and left the room. It was best to get this over with as soon as possible. He would kill Carly later.


Elaina looked up at Carly. “Why seep here?” she asked, looking around the living room of the cottage.

“I thought it would be fun to have a sleep over,” Carly said to the little girl. She wished she could see the gazebo from the cottage; she wanted to make sure everything went perfectly tonight. She and Esmerelda had put in so much effort for this dinner tonight – between the cooking and decorating.

“Why?” Elaina persisted. It wasn’t that she didn’t like Carly – Carly was always a lot of fun – but Elaina wanted to be with her daddy and mommy Sam. She didn’t want to have a sleepover.

Carly turned to her and smiled. “Because I thought it would be nice for your Daddy and Sam to have some time together and you can play with Michael and Morgan.”

Elaina scrunched up her nose as she thought about it. “Guess what Carly,” she said with a smile.

Carly smiled back – it was hard not too. “What?” she asked, seeing that Elaina seemed distracted enough to not keep questioning why she was there.

“I have two mommies,” she said.

“Two mommies?” Carly asked, confused. “How?”

“I have my mommy in heaven,” Elaina explained. “I no see her, Daddy sayed she see me. And I have Mommy Sam.”

Carly’s eyebrows raised in surprise. “Really? Mommy Sam?”

Elaina nodded, happy that Carly seemed to understand and she didn’t have to explain it again. “Mommy Sam. She my mommy too.”

“Well, I think that’s wonderful,” Carly said. She couldn’t wait to talk to Sam and Jason about this.


Diego looked up in concern as his father and Skye came out of the bathroom. She still looked pale. “Are you okay Skye?” he asked, pushing himself up to sit up better on the bed. Something was going on, he knew it.

“I’ll be fine Diego,” Skye said with a gentle smile.

Lulu could see that this was important and stood. “I should go,” she said, moving to grab her bag.

“You don’t have to go Lulu,” Skye said, stopping her.

“Are you sure?” Lulu asked, looking from Skye to Diego to Lorenzo.

Skye nodded. Then she looked up at Lorenzo, who was standing just behind her. Lorenzo smiled at her and gently ran his fingers through her hair.

Diego watched them curiously. “Wh-what’s going on?” he asked.

Lorenzo nodded to Skye.

Turning back to face Diego, Skye took a deep breath. “I just found out that I’m pregnant,” she said.

Diego’s eyes widened. “You are?” he asked, looking at his father for confirmation.

Lorenzo nodded. “Yes,” he said, his hand on Skye’s shoulder.

“Wow,” said Diego, taking it all in. “Pregnant. Wow.”

“Diego? Are you okay with this?” Lorenzo asked his son. After all that had gone on in the last few years, he didn’t want Diego to think he was trying to replace him . . . or Jessica.

“Yeah, Pop, this is great,” Diego said with a smile.

Skye smiled in relief. Now they just had to tell the rest of the family.


Sam gasped as she reached the gazebo. It was beautiful. Little lights were strung around the white wood of the structure. In the center, there was a table set for two. White china plates with a blue and gold design twinkled in the light of the two tall candles in the center of the table. A bottle of wine was sitting in a silver bucket of ice on a serving tray, along with covered dishes. Stepping up into the gazebo, Sam heard soft music playing.

Hearing footsteps on the path behind her, Sam turned and saw Jason. It had been a long time since she had seen him dressed up. The blue shirt he wore emphasized his broad chest and shoulders. The black pants hugged his hips and strong legs. Sam had to swallow the desire that rose in her as she watched him walk toward her.

“I think we’ve been set up,” she said when he reached her. In the candlelight, his blue eyes seemed to glow with in a fire of ice. It made her catch her breath.

“I’m sorry about this Sam . . . I know it’s Carly’s doing,” Jason said, trying not to see how beautiful she looked standing in the candlelight, her hair and skin glowing. He didn’t think he had ever seen her looking more amazing before. The way the dress hugged her body, showing off every curve of her body . . . Jason had to swallow the desire rising in him.

“I’m not sorry Jason,” Sam said. “I guess we’re not the only ones that feel there’s something different going on between us.”

Jason brought his eyes back to hers. “And what is different?” he asked.

Sam gently bit her lip. “I know that I’m feeling . . . I have feelings for you Jason. I don’t know if I can explain it . . . except to say that I care about you very much.”

Jason moved up the steps in front of her. They were now mere inches apart. “I care about you too Sam,” he said.

“And you’re confused by that,” she said. When Jason looked at her curiously, she smiled. “I can see it in your eyes. And when Elaina called me Mommy.”

Jason nodded. “It came as a surprise.”

“It did,” Sam agreed. “And before we sit down and share this amazing meal that I know Momma Mella prepared . . . I need to know how you feel about that Jason.”

Jason knew he had to be honest with her. “I don’t know what I feel Sam,” he said. At the disappointment he saw creep into her face, he continued on. “I know Elaina loves you and you are wonderful with her. You are the only mother she has known her entire life . . . so if you think I would be upset about this, I’m not. Elaina knows that her mother cannot be with her . . . and I am so grateful that she has had you in her life Sam. You have gone above and beyond what I would have asked for of you. What I don’t know about are my feelings for you.”

Sam swallowed the lump that had formed in her throat at his words. She blinked back the tears that stung her eyes. “I am honored to be a mother figure for Elaina, Jason. I treasure all the time I have spent with her and I look forward to watching her grow up. And I understand what you mean about not being sure what you feel for me. I know you’re confused . . . I am too. So how about a compromise.”

“What did you have in mind?” Jason asked.

“Well, we could agree to see where this goes . . . without rushing into anything neither of us may be ready for. And we can talk to each other instead of trying to hide what we might be thinking or feeling.”

Jason nodded. “Talking has never been easy for me . . . especially when it comes to my feelings.”

Sam smiled. “Believe me, I know,” she said. “And it isn’t easy for me either. But I think we owe it to ourselves to give it a try. Move out of our comfort zones.”

“And what happens if whatever this is doesn’t work out? I would hate to lose what we already have,” Jason said, unconsciously moving a little closer to her.

“Then we discuss it and make sure we don’t lose the friendship that’s the foundation of . . . whatever else might come,” Sam said, tilting her head up to look at him.

“Sounds like a plan to me.”

“Me too.”

Then Jason leaned his head down and gently brushed her lips with his, sealing the deal.


It had been a long day and Skye was starting to feel it. All she wanted to do was to take a nice, long, hot shower and slip into bed. After leaving Diego, who had expressed how happy he was for his father and Skye, Lorenzo and Skye headed home. Diego’s doctor had said he would talk about Diego’s release the next day, but was pretty sure he would be able to go home.

“Do you think maybe we can hold off on telling everyone else about the baby until tomorrow?” Skye asked as she and Lorenzo climbed out of the car and walked toward the door.

Lorenzo looked down at her and saw how tired she was. He nodded. “Of course,” he said. “I want to have a chance to celebrate our miracle alone tonight,” he added.

Skye smiled as Lorenzo opened the door and indicated that she should precede him into the house. “I’m looking forward to that,” she said.

As they both walked into the living room, they stopped in shock. Piled around the room were white roses, a large gift basket of baby things, and a fully assembled, ornate, white crib. Esmerelda was standing in the middle of the room, a card in her hand. She turned when she heard Skye’s gasp.

“Is there something I should know?” Esmerelda asked, holding out the card.

Lorenzo took the card.


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