"So you said," Stefan answered coldly. He had laid his heart out on the table for his son, only to be ignored. "Lucky, there is something that you need to know, in order for you to survive. Helena knows that you are my son. She knows that you are a threat to her empire, and she will strike at you again."
"How could she know about me being your son if no one else knew?" Lucky asked, thinking that he had caught Stefan in a lie, which gave lucky a reason to throw him out by telling himself That it was a reason to hate him, which was something That he couldn't bring himself to do on his own.
"Someone changed the paternity tests, Lucky, the ones That we had done on Nikolas, so that I would think Nikolas was my son for all of his life. She knew about everything and anything that was happening in your mother's life, she knew your mother and I had been lovers, so she had to know That you were my son. It was impossible that she didn't know!" Stefan explained
Lucky stood up and moved to the door. The bile started to rise in his throat from the implications of what Stefan was telling him. He had to be alone. It couldn't be true. How could Helena have known that he was her grandson and still do to him what she had done? "I'd like for you to leave, now." Lucky told his father in a rough voice, hoping That Stefan wouldn't try and change his mind. Lucky needed to be alone. He needed to think about how he, and he alone, would retaliate to against Faison and Helena for what they had done to him, without putting his sister or Elizabeth in danger. They had to pay for what they had killed in him.
"I know that look, Lucky," Stefan said as he stood up. "I have had that look for most of my life. But I have learned to live with it. I know That it hurts to know that someone with your own flesh and blood would do something like that to you, but you have to learn to accept it and live with it, my son, or it will drive you so far inside yourself that you will turn out to be just like the person you despise so much right now. You have the choice to either turn out like my brother Stavros, or like me, and granted that I am not the most perfect role model for you, but the alternatives are much too atrocious to even contemplate. Think about it" Stefan added, before he walked out, leaving his son in cold sweat at tonight's realization.
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A couple of days later
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Elizabeth walked around Nikolas' cottage, hearing laughter. What she saw took her breath away. Lucky was playing with Lulu and building a snowman. The famous snowman 'à la Spencer'. It wasn't like anything she'd ever seen. The snowman looked more like a dinosaur, a really ugly dinosaur. She saw something else she hadn't seen in a long while. Lucky was smiling. A genuine 'I'm having the time of my life' smile.
Over the days after Lucky came back, Elizabeth came by Nikolas' house often, only to see with her eyes that Lucky was really alive, that he hadn't died like they had all thought and mourned. When he was with her, he was almost shy, distant, and reserved. With Nikolas, he was the same. He would laugh at their jokes, or even joke with them, but the smiles and the laughs were never sincere. There was always something in his eyes that prevented him from truly having fun. Something so horrible that it never truly left his thoughts. Elizabeth knew what it was. She had been through it. But every time she tried to talk to Lucky about it, the few almost unexciting time they were alone, he had reminded her that if Faison knew he told Elizabeth the truth, Lulu would be the one to pay the price. Then, he would turn around and walk away. When she saw him with Luke, Lucky was sad. A sadness that ate at her heart. The feeling of being lost and longing was so big in Lucky's eyes, That it was worse than when he had learned That Luke had raped Laura. Back then, it was Lucky's choice to be an outcast. But now, even though Luke had told him that nothing had changed, Lucky knew that nothing would ever be the same, and that was the only thing Elizabeth could not watch in Lucky's eyes. Something died inside of him every time he looked at Luke. Leaving only the shadow of his former self.
But now, with Lulu, the smile was just lighting Lucky's whole face. His eyes were shining like they didn't shine before, not even when he was with her. He was as happy as a kid on Christmas morning. Lu was laughing at his jokes, and Lucky took her before he dunked her in the snow, causing the little girl to screech in protest, before bursting out laughing with her big brother.
"'Lizbeth!" Lulu said, before she tried to run to her. Lucky picked her up and threw her back in the snow bank. Lucky turned around and saw Elizabeth standing there, watching them.
"How long have you been standing there?" He asked casually, trying to act like her presence wasn't affecting him
" A Couple of minutes," she answered just as casually, before she walked to them. "I was trying to figure out what is that thing you built."
"That's our snow monster!" Lulu said, getting up to stand next to Lucky, before he picked her up and threw her again. "Stop that, Lucky!" The little girl giggled
"A snow monster, huh?" Elizabeth asked, inspecting the thing that was suppose to be a monster. "What's it do?"
"It eats curious little women," Lucky answered with a teasing smile. "He already ate three of them"
"Oh yeah?" Elizabeth asked with a laugh, "and who were those women?"
"The milk lady, the post lady and the carpet lady!" Lulu laughed from her cold seat and Lucky turned to look at her. Her cheeks were red and her eyes were shining. God he loved his baby sister. There was nothing he wouldn't do for her.
"How tall were they?" Elizabeth teased and Lulu laughed, before she got up and ran to her. Lucky didn't have time to catch her before she was in Liz's arms. "Wanna help us finish the snow monster, Lizbeth?" Lulu asked as she looked up.
"Oh, I don't know," Lucky said with a teasing smile, "what if the snow monster decides he wants to eat her!"
"He won't. You said That he would never eat the ones you loved, but he would protect them!" Lulu said, proud that she remembered what he had told her when she was scared of the snow monster. "And you love Lizbeth"
"I'm up for a hot chocolate, who wants one?" Lucky asked, not answering Lulu's unasked question.
"Me, me, me, me, me!" The little girl jumped up and down, her arms in the air. "With marshmallows!"
"All right, let's go! One, two, three, four!" Lucky counted as Lulu marched like she was in the army. "Soldier, stop! I have to unlock the door!"
"Wait, I forgot my doll!" Lulu said, and Elizabeth offered to go get it for her. As soon as Lucky opened the door, his guts went wild on him, and he looked around the living room. Nothing had changed, so why was he paralyzed on the steps?
"It smells funny," Lulu said as she looked up at Lucky. "Don't you think?"
It all hit Lucky like a ton of bricks. The warning. Faison warned him that he would strike at them if he thought Lucky didn't respect his part of the bargain. It smelled like gas! "Why don't we go to Kelly's for the hot chocolate instead?" Lucky asked Lulu before the lights went out.
"Anybody home?" Nikolas asked from the other door. "Man it's dark in here," He muttered as he searched the drawers near the door. He took candles out, and put them on the table, before he opened the match box and took one out.
"NO, NIKOLAS!" Lucky yelled from the back door, running to stop the lighting, but seeing that his brother had already rubbed the match against the side of the box.
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