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The Sami & Lucas Saga
by Angel456
Part 3

"Henderson, is dinner ready now." Lucas asked, trying not to sound to demanding.

"Yes, it is. And it's even all setup." Henderson replied. "Will that be all sir?"

"No, can go and tell Sami that dinner is ready?"

"Yes sir."

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Sami brushed her hair for a final time and starred off into her mirror. "My hair, it finally looks prefect. Lucas will love it." Sami thought to herself. "Aaggghhh. I wish I could just stop this. And stop asking my self why Lucas would care, and doing things for him."

She took a royal blue dress out of her closet and put it on. "This is prefect, it's stylish, sophisticated, and enchanting." Sami said out loud.

As she starred into the mirror, she began to fantasize about the night to come. She imagined dancing with Lucas to "Truly Madly Deeply" they just fit perfectly together. His hands were on her lower back, and hers' lightly rested around the back of his neck. They glided across the room, but it wasn't a room in the house, just a room in her head.

A knocking was tapped on her door, and brought Sami out of her dream state. "Miss Brady, dinner is ready."

"Thank you Henderson, I'll be down shortly." Sami replied.

"I've got to stop this, Lucas has no interest in me. And I should have none in him. Why do I even like him?" she thought to herself, "because of Will, I'm doing this all for Will." She answered her own question, but she knew it was a lie. "I shouldn't keep Lucas waiting."

She changed her dress one more time, to a more simple manner. This one was a floor length floral print dress. "This is more appropriate. But still stylish and sophisticated, and definitely more motherly."

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"Miss Brady will be joining you shortly sir." Henderson told Lucas.

"Thank you Henderson, that will be all for tonight." Lucas said. He was more concerned with the matches that wouldn't light for him. Finally one lit, and he carefully lighted the two white taper candles.

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Meanwhile at the Dimera Mansion

Stefano lit his own candles, but there were more than just two. Kate arrived at the house.

"Good evening Stefano." Kate said.

"Good evening to you too, my dearest Kate." Stefano said, than kissed her hand.

"It was nice of you to invite me over."

"Oh, it was nothing." Stefano tried to be modest.

"So what will it take to have your 49% of Titan?" Kate asked. "What do I have to do?"

"Nothing like skipping straight to the point." Stefano joked.

"I'm direct, you know me."

"If you are anything like I remember, then yes you are. And I can tell you are the same girl I met many years ago."

"That was in the past. I'm trying to keep it behind me."

"But there was nothing wrong with it. You did what you had to do to get by. And if I do say so, you seem to have gotten by pretty well."

"How much? I'll pay anything."

"Kate dear, I don't want you're money."

"Then why did you invite me over hear?"

"I want you company. This house is so lonely, now that I am the only one living here."

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Sami walked down the stairs, trying to be a graceful as possible. Then she walked into the living room.

"You look lovely tonight Sami."

"Thank you Lucas. But don't think anything of this. We are just doing this for Will." She seemed to be reminding Lucas, but she said it more to remind herself.

"I'm well aware of that Sami." Lucas replied, trying not to sound to scornful. Then thought to himself, "I just wish it was for other reason."

"You seem a bit distracted Lucas," Sami said thoughtfully. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing. I'm just thinking about Will."

"I put him down for a little bit of sleep, he's fine."

"Well that's good."

Sami couldn't stand this chit-chat much longer. "Look Lucas, I don't want you to take this the wrong way, but I want our son to have a loving home with two parents growing up. A stable family life, unlike the one I had."

"I feel the same way Sami. I want our son to have a family life."

"We agree for once, I am shocked."

"But I don't want the 'daddy' figure in his life to be someone you are interested in at that moment."

"What do you mean?"

"Will still calls Austin Daddy. And I'm not having him call that Italian Sleezeball of a boyfriend of yours daddy. I am not going to let it go that far."

"Will would never call Franco Daddy." Sami giggled at the thought of it. "I can't help that he calls Austin 'Daddy'."

"Bull. You made him believe Austin was his father."

"I didn't know." Sami started.

"Like hell you didn't."

"If you would have let me continue. But never mind."

"No, what were you going to say?"

"Don't bother with it now, you wouldn't be interested."

"Sami, I want to be Wills' father."

"You are Lucas."

"That's not what I mean. I want him to call me daddy." Lucas said, and thought to himself, "And I want to be with his mommy."

"He won't call you daddy as long as you are a drunk."

"You just believe I am a drunk. I spend more time with Will than you do."

"Yes, but he knows I am mommy."

"He just doesn't know what a mommy is."

"You. You just wanted me to have dinner with you so you could fight with me."

"No Sami, that wasn't the idea at all. I wanted a peaceful evening, with you. Where we could talk about our son."

"Either keep it peaceful from now on, or I'm leaving."

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"Well what if I come and visit you every day. Then you wouldn't be lonely."

"And what is in it for you?"

"Why would I have to get anything out of it."

"I know you Kate, you are a business women, what do you get."

"I would get your shares of Titan Stock."

"It's not going to happen."

"Just think though. You would have more time to do what you want to do, and you wouldn't have to worry about Titan in anyway. You would get to stay away from that Sami girl. And you would have more time to be with Lexie."

"Sweet sweet Alexandra."

"What do you say Stefano, do we have a deal."

"No Kate. Now can we just have dinner, and stop with this business chat?"

"How much money will it take?"

"Please stop Kate. You aren't going to win." Stefano stated. "Let's eat."

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