Chapter Sixty-Three

If he could have paced he would have, but the cramped space of the helicopter prohibited him from doing much more than bounce his knee up and down as he willed the pilot to go faster. Lorenzo had no clue where Max had gotten the helicopter or how he had obtained clearance for them to land on General Hospital’s helipad if it wasn’t already in use. And he didn’t care as long as it got him to Skye.

Lorenzo was kicking himself over and over again for leaving. Skye had been worried something would happen and he wouldn’t be there. He had tried to reassure her – but she had been right.

She was probably cursing him at that very moment.


“Where the hell is Lorenzo! Did someone call him?” Skye asked, the pitch of her voice rising with another cramp.

“Skye, I need you to calm down,” Dr. Lee instructed as she looked over the information the fetal monitor was giving her. The babies were definitely in distress at the moment. “I’m sure Sam and Jason have informed Lorenzo and he’s on his way home.”

“I told him not to go!” Skye continued. “I told him something might happen!”

Dr. Lee turned to the nurse at her side. “Nurse Crowl, can you please prepare a sedative, the prenatal dose,” she said.

“A sedative? Dr. Lee, what’s wrong with my babies? Are they okay?” Skye asked, her attention on the doctor now.

“The sedative is for you and the babies to relax Skye,” Dr. Lee said. “I’m running some tests, but I need you to calm down so I can figure out what’s going on.”

When the door opened, Skye popped up into a more sitting position, hoping it was Lorenzo. It was Sam. “Oh, it’s you,” she said.

“Thanks,” Sam said, closing the door behind her. “I just spoke with Lorenzo. Max commandeered a helicopter and has clearance to land on the top of the hospital. They should be here shortly.”

“Thank God,” both Skye and Dr. Lee said. The nurse had returned with the sedative and she quickly administered it. She watched as it started to take effect, calming the babies and beginning to bring down Skye’s own blood pressure. “Skye, I want you to relax for a few minutes while I review some test results.”

Skye nodded, already feeling the effects take hold. She didn’t see Dr. Lee motion to Sam to follow her out into the hallway.


“What’s going on?” Sam asked the doctor once they were out in the hallway. “Are Skye and the babies going to be okay?”

“I’m waiting on some tests, but I think these babies are going to have to come tonight,” Dr. Lee said.

“But she still has at least a couple of more months,” Sam protested. “Isn’t there anything you can do?”

“Her water hasn’t broken yet, but she is in labor. I’m going to try a medication that helps in situations like this,” Dr. Lee explained. “It’ll stop the contractions and buy some more time.”

Sam nodded. “Okay, have you given it to her yet?”

“Not yet,” Dr. Lee said. “I’ll know better after I do a sonogram and check on a couple of test results. But if the medication doesn’t work, Sam, she is going to have to deliver tonight.”

Sam nodded and watched as Dr. Lee walked away to set up the sonogram. Where the hell are you Lorenzo?


The helicopter couldn’t land fast enough for him. Unsnapping his restraints, Lorenzo pushed open the door and bounded out, barely remembering to duck his head under the still spinning blades.

Reaching the door leading into the building, Lorenzo yanked it open, racing down the stairs as fast he could. He had to get to Skye and the babies.


“Boss, you wanted to be kept up to date on the Ruiz brothers.”

Alberto Di Marco looked up. “Did Vincent get them released?” he asked. As per his discussion with Lorenzo Alcazar, Di Marco had arranged for his lawyer, Vincent, to have the brothers released and then watched very closely.

“Unfortunately, sir, no. Before Vincent arrived the Ruiz brothers had already escaped from custody.”

“WHAT!” Di Marco stood. “They need to be found. NOW!”

The guard nodded and quickly exited the spacious office.

Pacing behind his desk a moment, Di Marco grabbed his phone, placing a call. He had a feeling he knew where Manny and Mateo Ruiz were headed.


Lorenzo burst through the door to the room Skye had been moved to on the maternity ward. He skid to a halt beside her bed, grasping her hand in his. Relief rushed through him when he saw her still large belly. He wasn’t too late.

“Skye, sweetie, I’m here,” Lorenzo said, squeezing her fingers.

Skye turned her head. “You’re here,” she said, trying to fight off the effects of the sedative. “Where were you?”

Concerned, Lorenzo looked at his sister, who had been sitting on Skye’s other side. “Dr. Lee gave her a sedative,” she explained. “To calm her down.”

Lorenzo nodded and turned his attention back to Skye. “I’m sorry I wasn’t here,” he said, kissing her hand. “I came as soon as Lulu called me. I got here as fast as I could.”

Skye smiled lazily. “The babies . . . they waited for you . . .”

Looking at his sister again, Lorenzo asked, “What’s going on? What did Dr. Lee say?”

Standing, Sam motioned Lorenzo to the other side of the room. Kissing Skye’s head, he joined her. “Sam . . .”

“They’re fine,” Sam said. “Skye did go into labor, but her water didn’t break. Dr. Lee was able to give her a medication that stopped the contractions. She said it could buy some time.”

Lorenzo looked over at Skye, who had drifted off to sleep. “How much time?” he asked.

“Maybe a month, nothing more. Dr. Lee will be here in a little bit to talk to you, but she wants to keep Skye here for a couple of days for observations.”

“Sam . . . thank you,” he said, pulling his sister into a hug. “I shouldn’t have left.”

“You had to,” Sam said. “What happened with Di Marco? Is he on board?”

“Yeah,” Lorenzo said. “He’s on board and has already put the plan we came up with into play. After getting the call, I put him in contact with Jason. Anything happens that we need to know about, he’s going to call Jason.”

“Alright. Why don’t you stay here with Skye. I’ll go and find Jason and Diego.”

As Sam left the room, Lorenzo went back to the stool by Skye’s side. He thanked God he had made it on time and that Skye and the babies were okay. He wasn’t going to take a chance like that again.


“This is crazy, Mateo,” Manny complained to his brother as the two of them skulked along in the darkness. The sun wasn’t set to rise for another few hours and they were taking advantage of the cover of darkness. The large building loomed ahead of them, lights on in almost every window. “How are we supposed to get close to them in there?”

Mateo glared over his shoulder at his brother. “Didn’t you spend time in there serving community service?” he asked. “You should be able to get us in and out without being caught.”

“That place is crawling with people,” Manny pointed out uselessly. “We might be able to get in and out, but taking out Alcazar and Morgan? It’s suicide.”

“It’s the only chance we have right now,” Mateo hissed. “They’re distracted by Alcazar’s woman and those brats she’s about to spawn. Now’s the right time.”

Manny didn’t agree but he had no choice in the matter. When Mateo put his mind to doing something he didn’t stop until it was done. Sighing, Manny just directed him to the back entrance he used to use to slip in and out of General Hospital.


Jason pulled out his ringing cell phone, flipping it open. “Yeah,” he said in greeting.

“Is this Jason Morgan?”

Jason didn’t recognize the voice. “It is. Who is this?”

“You don’t know me, but my name is Alberto Di Marco. I am an associate of Lorenzo Alcazar’s.”

Jason nodded into the phone. “Yes, I know who you are, Mr. Di Marco,” he said. “I thought you were informed of the situation that had Lorenzo leaving the city early.”

“Yes, I was,” Di Marco said. “And I hope that everything is okay with Ms. Quartermaine and the babies.”

“They’re doing fine. Did you want to talk to Lorenzo? I’d rather not disturb him right now,” Jason said, wondering what the man wanted. Jason was usually good at reading people, even over the phone, and something was up.

“A problem has been brought to my attention,” Di Marco began and then went on to detail his and Lorenzo’s plan and what has happened since they last spoke.


Seeing Sam in the waiting area, Diego rushed over to her. “Hey Sam, is my Dad here?” he asked, handing her the second cup of coffee he had in his hand.

“Thanks, Diego,” Sam said, sipping the refreshing hot liquid. “He’s with Skye right now.”

Diego sat in the chair by Sam. “Ummm . . . you didn’t talk to him, did you?” he asked, not looking his aunt in the eyes.

Sam smiled mischievously. “If you’re asking if I told your father about walking into your bedroom earlier tonight to find you in bed with Lulu . . . no, I didn’t tell him. In fact, I do want to apologize for just bursting into your room.”

Diego shook his head. “It’s okay. It was an emergency situation,” he said. “But I would appreciate you not saying anything to him. I mean, I’ve already had the ‘talk’ with him.”

“It’s okay Diego, I won’t say anything,” Sam assured him. “I just want you to be careful, okay? You’re father is dealing with having twins with Skye, I don’t know if he’ll be able to handle becoming a grandfather at the moment.”

Diego nearly choked on the sip of coffee he had taken. “Believe me, I’m no where near being ready to be a father myself,” he told her.

“Good,” Sam said with a laugh.

“What about you?” he asked after a moment’s silence. “Since you and Jason are getting married, are you two planning on having any more kids?”

It was Sam’s turn to choke on her coffee. Coughing to clear her throat, Sam looked up at her nephew. “Umm . . . we haven’t really discussed more children,” she said. “Why are you asking?”

Diego raised his eyebrows. “No reason, really,” he said. “Just curious.”

“Oh. Well, I’m not sure. I guess we will when we’re ready.” Why hadn’t she and Jason already discussed it? They discussed her legally becoming Elaina’s mother after they were married, but Jason had not brought up them having children of their own. Did he not want to have children with her? Sam pushed the thoughts and questions aside. Now was not the time to get into it. She was sure when the time was right; she and Jason would discuss it.


Rounding up Max, Diego and Sam and some guards he had called in from the estate, Jason went over his conversation with Alberto Di Marco. “If we can get them out of the building in some way, that’s what I want. Whatever they have planned, I do not want innocent people pulled into it.” He took a moment to look at those assembled on the roof of the hospital. “I already have a guard detail on Lorenzo and Skye – two men in the room, three on the door. Lorenzo is aware of what’s going on, he’s armed and on alert. I’ve also increased the guards at the compound on Esmerelda, Elaina and Lulu. Everyone that needs to be covered is covered.”

“What about bringing in the local law enforcement?” Max asked. “This being a public domain, they might be able to help flush them out.”

Jason shook his head. “If anything, they’ll make the situation worse. They’ll do things by the book that we won’t be able to do. If they get called in, fine, but I will not add more innocent people to this.” He handed out a communication system Spinelli had been able to procure for them. “We stay connected with these,” he instructed. “Do not engage either of the brothers in the building if you can help it.”

“Do we know that they’re alone?” Diego asked as he hooked up his earpiece and mike.

“No, we don’t know for sure. All I know is that they escaped police custody without help from Di Marco as was planned by Lorenzo,” Jason said. “I don’t know who helped them if anyone and I don’t know if they’ve had the time to recruit anyone else.” Jason looked over those that were assembled. “Just be careful and be on alert.”

Everyone nodded and headed off to their designated areas. Before Sam could move off, Jason stopped her, holding her back a moment.

“I’ll be careful, Jason,” she said, looking up into his eyes. She loved his eyes. The deep blue of them. How he could express so much in them if he chose to.

“I know you will be,” Jason said. He had been reluctant to include her, but knew it was the right choice. Sam was no delicate flower. He knew she could handle herself and be an asset. “Just don’t take any chances.”

“Same goes for you,” Sam stated, leaning up on her toes to kiss him. “We have a wedding to plan and a daughter to raise together.”

Jason kissed her back before moving with her to the door. The quicker they got rid of the Ruiz brothers they better off the would all be.

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