Rated G
Laura was sitting alone looking at Wyndermere thinking about Carly's latest treachery. Laura knew who’s advise she needed but knew she could never ask Stefan. Laura's muscles where tight across her shoulders and a small smile escaped from the corners of her lips, remembering Stefan's back rubs. Oh, she thought to have his ear and his hands again would be heavenly. At that moment, she felt Stefan's hands on her shoulder and his voice, "What is wrong, Lasha?" A sigh escaped from Laura's mouth, she looked up into Stefan's eyes. "If you only knew," while Stefan continued rubbing Laura's shoulders.
Rated G
He was submerged. His body felt weightless yet the pain was almost unbearable. A bright light caught his attention. He was drawn to it like a moth to a flame. The closer he got the less pain he felt. His PROgress was hampered by his nagging mind. What if she didn't die? He wanted relief from all the pain. The pain of his body, mind, heart and soul. He started toward the light again. Was this cowardice? There would be no one to protect them. He turned away from the light and kicked to the surface. His job wasn't finished.
Rated G
“Why?” Laura demanded.
“There were reasons,” Stefan replied smoothly.
“Is that why you framed my husband for your murder?”
Stefan exploded angrily, “It’s ALWAYS about Luke, isn’t it? What about Nikolas?”
Laura studied him silently. “Then explain.”
Stefan told his story.
Laura looked deep into Stefan’s eyes, seeing the truth. “You would do anything to protect us.”
“Anything Laura.”
She reached out, touching his cheek gently. “I’m sorry I doubted you, never believed in you.”
He hesitated, then gently brushed his lips against hers, and was shocked when she responded. The old feelings and connection slipped back into place instantly.
Rated G
"I love you, I always loved you Laura," said Stefan.
Laura smiled; she cuddled up to Stefan.
"Wow, our children have really grown up. Nikky, our boy, he's a beautiful man now. He and Gia are so happy. I am so happy that he and Lucky became so close. And together, they love their sister Lulu so much.
"When you said yes to my marriage proposal, Laura, you made me the happiest man in the world. Now, I found out that you're carrying my twins, I'll protect you for always." said Stefan.
"I know, and I love you," said Laura.
Rated PG
"Stefan?" Laura said, her face shiny with perspiration.
"Yes, my love?" he asked as he held her tightly. His love for her shone in his eyes.
"Next time, you're doing this, not me."
"You do realize that's a physical impossibility."
"I can wish-ohhhh!"
Doctor Jones spoke from his place by her upraised feet. "You're almost there, Laura. Push."
"Unnnhhhh," she grunted, bearing down.
"Here's the head. Just a little more." Suddenly, a baby's cry filled the air. "It's a girl!"
Stefan and Laura looked at each other with joy.
"Welcome to the world, Stefani Cassadine," the proud father whispered.
Rated R
He had taken the hairbrush out of her hands.
"Allow me."
Slowly, sinuously he had run the brush through her long locks. With half closed eyes she watched in the mirror as his expression echoed the same passion as in her own.
Silently stripping off clothing they made love on the bench. Tenderly exploring her neck and breasts with his tongue, his mouth made way back to her parted lips in urgent need as she impaled herself on his length. His hands guided her hips down on him harder and harder until passions fulfilled, muffed groans caught by a kiss.
Rated G
"When are you going to say I told you so?" asked Laura.
"What are you talking about?" asked Stefan.
"You haven't rubbed my face in this mess. How maybe if I'd helped you this wouldn't have happened. How I keep blaming you for everything, when it's never your fault, " vented Laura.
"Looking to the past has never served me well. I must focus on the future and concentrate on Nikolas' recovery," said Stefan.
Laura reached over and took Stefan's hand. "If you can be this forgiving, so can I. Let's concentrate on OUR future, the three of us together."
Rated PG
He pushed his way through door.
"What's your answer, Laura?"
"How dare you invade my home!"
"I dare because you know I'm right."
"Why can't you just leave Nikolas alone!"
"You know Helena will never stop until she has him in her grasp."
Laura hesitated.
"Help your son. MY son!"
"He's not....."
Stefan was in her face. "Yes he is, biology be damned!"
Laura searched his angry face for the man she once loved. She wanted to say yes, but.....
His eyes changed, grew soft as they drew her in. His head bent for a tender kiss.
"Yes," she breathed.
Rated G
She's heavy. I can take her up.
He followed Laura upstairs. She went ahead to LuLu's room, put on the light and turned down the covers. Stefan had already removed her shoes and socks while holding her. Laura managed to get her coat and dress off. They worked together to get the sleeping girl into her pajamas. Stefan laid her in bed and covered her.
LuLu sleepily asked, "What about the ballet?"
Stefan sat on the edge of the bed and smoothed her hair from her face.
"I'll ask your mother."
"Can she come too?"
"Yes Lesley Lou. Sweet dreams."
Rated G
Stefan stood by the crib, studying his sleeping infant son. "Dream of a perfect world," he whispered.
Intent on memorizing every feature, he didn't hear Laura approach. Still, he wasn't startled when she touched his back.
Smiling, Laura leaned into his arms. "If you could wish one thing for him, what would it be?"
Without hesitation, he answered, "That he would always know love."
"Not the usual Cassadine things? Money? Power?"
"He'll never lack either. But if the world fails him, he can find everything he needs in love. As I finally have."
"Everything?"
Stefan answered her with a kiss.
Rated PG-13
When their breathing returned to normal Stefan spoke. “This changes nothing.”
“This changes everything.”
“It was a moment of weakness.”
“Careful, Stefan, admitting that could ruin your image.”
“You know what I meant, Laura.”
“Why won’t you admit you still love me?”
“I no longer trust you.”
“You’ll will again.”
“Loving you caused me years of pain.”
“Then I’ll settle for great sex.”
“Without love?”
“You love me. Admit it.”
“But I still cannot trust you.”
“Trust is overrated anyway.”
“What are you doing, Laura?”
“Kissing your… pain. Should I stop?”
“N-n-no.”
“What about trust?”
“A discussion for the morning.”
Rated G
Their hands are entangled. Their eyes are locked. Three simple words stand between them.
“I love you.”
Three simple words. One step hesitating.
“I love you.”
Why can neither of them say it? Why is it so hard? Three simple words. One chance.
“I love you.”
Yet, neither say it. Their eyes speak; their voices can’t. Silence. But, they think it clearly.
“I love you.”
Finally, to end the torment, someone says it softly. Three little words. One step forward.
“I love you.”
Does it matter who said it?
Their eyes spark. Three simple words. One step... leading into one kiss.
Rated G
Stefan stood on the docks, staring across at Wyndemere. He had never felt so alone, unloved, unnecessary. Perhaps he should have let Helena kill him and be out of this misery.
”Stefan!,” a young voice called to him.
Turning, he spied LuLu running toward him and smiled. He started to reach for her but caught Laura’s disapproving glare. Instead, he knelt on the docks. “Hello, Miss Spencer.”
”I’ve missed you.”
Tears pricked at his eyes. “I’ve missed you, too.”
”Come on, LuLu,” Laura called.
”Bye.”
”Good-bye.”
Stefan watched them walk away. An unexpected moment of peace had been granted.
Rated G
At Wyndemere, Stefan and Laura were waiting together when Nikolas arrived.
Where’s our son?” Laura demanded.
“What? I’m not Stefan’s son!”
“You’re correct. That’s why the paternity results suddenly changed,” Stefan said, grabbing him. “Because you’re not Nikolas Cassadine. My son doesn’t act like a Backstreet Boy. I raised him better. Who are you?”
“Okay! I’m an actor from St. Louis! Helena hired me to replace Nikolas and drive you away. She made him think he’s some Jared guy’s brother with the help of something called the Center.”
“Thank you.” Stefan released him and turned to Laura. “Let’s find him.”
Rated PG-13
Daisies bundled in blue.
“Torture is to be close and not have you. S.”
Emotions geysered… Fear, yet that jolt yesterday. She had needed a desk between them! Even that had roused memories of his desk at Wyndemere. Oh, to be on her back again with his chiseled body filling her with driving heat…
Crazy or could their love bring enormous joy like before?
“Laura…”
Her passionate greeting dazed him.
“Mmm, lovely flowers.”
“Pardon?!”
“The daisies…
You signed…
S… for Stefan.”
“S for Scott,” whispered the man from the doorway. Watching Laura with Cassadine, he knew he had lost her again.
Rated PG
“I don’t want you to leave.” Laura looked up, startled. Had she said that aloud?
Stefan stared at her for a few moments – an eternity – then slowly walked back to her.
She edged closer to the desk until she was almost sitting on it.
He walked closer, so close that she could feel his warm breath on her face.
“What do you want Laura?” he rasped.
She reached over to the phone, never breaking eye contact. “Elton, cancel any appointments. And Elton, no interruptions.”
“Yes, ma’am!” the disembodied voice answered.
Laura turned off the intercom. “Does that answer your question?”
Rated R
“Goodnight, Laura.”
“You were serious? Separate bedrooms?”
“That is what I promised.”
“I didn’t think you meant it. This isn’t how I envisioned our wedding night, Stefan.”
“We married solely to allow me the absurd irony of adopting my own son.”
“I didn’t marry to become a nun.”
“Nor I, a monk. We both must sacrifice.”
“I could annul...”
“We must remain married!”
“So, fuck me.”
“Laura!”
“Pretend I’m your whore.”
“You’re my wife.”
“Real marriage or no marriage, Stefan. Your choice.”
“I surrender. Are you coming?”
“Several times I hope. I love you, Stefan.”
“And I love you, Laura.”