Tad, Phill and Jake 03/13/2013

 

Jake leans over Tads bed checking his vitals just as Tad regains consciousness.

 

Jake: Hey man welcome back.

Tad: Hey.

Jake: How are you feeling?

Tad: Like crap.

Jake: Do you feel any pain?

Tad: No.

Jake: That’s good we had to go in and surgically repair the damage to your leg and you’re going to be in traction to make sure it heels properly. Do you have any questions?

Tad: No.

Jake: Do you need me to do any thing for you?

Tad: I’d like to see my girls.

Jake: I’ll let Cessca know.

Tad: And I need to talk to Jamie and the Thompson’s so I can plan Taylor’s funereal.

Jake: They’ll be time to take care of all that you need to get some rest.

Tad: I need to get this done.

Jake: Okay, but you know were all here to help you if you want it.

Tad:  I’ll be fine.

Jake: You’re not fine Tad none of us are fine least of all you!

Tad: Don’t tell me what to feel! You know what don’t you have other patients to harass? (He growls turning his face away from him)

Jake: No as a matter of fact I after spending all night here I have to go pick up my son from your son’s house because his mother left him there all night! (He growls back snapping the chart closed and tossing it on the tray. Tad turns back towards him fear etching his voice)

Tad: Why? What happened to Amanda?

 Jake: Nothing she ran off to New York this morning.

Tad: Oh yeah (He sighs in relief then smiles) she had that big thing in New York today! Good for her! Taylor was really proud of Amanda and she was so happy and excited for her she’d be glad she went I’m glad you so went.

Jake: You and everyone else. (He mutters his brows drawn his tone irritated Tad looks up at him his patients with his brother gone as he snaps)

Tad: So what does that tell you Jake? If everyone in your family is supporting and proud of your wife except you. So really what does that say about you and your opinion? No answers? You really don’t get how lucky you are do you? Because your wife is right her, right now loving her family so much she is working her butt off to provider for them to make sure they have a good life now and a secure future for her son. And all you can do is whine that you can’t go home and sit on your ass instead of being happy you have someone to go home too! You know you had better wake up and thank God everyday for a wife that loves you and still alive to want to stop acting like a big spoiled baby and grow the hell up! (Jake glowers at Tad a moment then storms out the door)

Phil: Ouch! That was a little harsh don’t you think.

Tad: Well someone had to tell him and to be honest I really don’t have the patients to listen to Jake whine like a four year old! Like I said grow up. (He sighs then rubs his forehead feeling a little guilty for what he said) Do you think he’ll listen finally?

Phil: Yeah I think maybe this time he will. (He reaches over and pats Tad’s shoulder)

Tad: Good I’ve done my good deed you can go now!

Phil: I told you I’m going to be around for a while. (He grins walking towards the bed) You know your attitude is giving me the distinct feeling you don’t want me around. (He laughs)

Tad: When did you get you first clue? (His contorted his voice dripping with sarcasm)

Phil: Come on Tad you and I are going to be together for a while the least we can do is try to get along.

Tad: You still haven’t told me why?

Phil: Because “Y’s” a crooked letter. (He laughs pleased with the shadow of a smile on Tad’s face)

Tad: Gee thanks Gram! I hated when she would say that!

Phil: I hate when she still does! (He nods in agreement as Tad falls silent and thoughtful)

Tad: What’s it like?

Phil: What’s what like? (He looks at him quizzically)

Tad: You know being where you are.

Phil: We keep busy. (He smiles)

Tad: Rattling chains and haunting houses?

Phil: Something like that. ( He grins watching as Tad’s expression becomes closed again)

Tad: Look I’m going to tell you again whatever plans you and the big guy have planned for me I’m out! (He waves his hand dismissively which Phil ignores)

Phil: Well as Al Paccino said every time you think you’re out they suck you back in. So brother get used to it you’re in till he says you’re out.

Tad: You know what just leave me alone I’m tired and I’d love to take a nap. (He turns his head away from him and closes his eyes)

Phil: You and I both know you don’t want to sleep so why don’t you and I talk for a while? (Tad’s head snaps back as he glares at his brother)

Tad: Because I don’t want to talk to you that’s why!

Phil: We can’t anyway here come your mothers! We’ll have to chat latter.

Tad: Yeah can’t wait! (He turns his head away from him again)

Phil: Tad you and I have some real tough stuff coming up and I really need you to get some rest okay?

Tad: Again you have a lot of tough stuff ahead of you because I’m not doing it.

Phil: And I’ve told you, you have no choice so we’ll talk later and be nice to your mothers they’ve had a rough night. (He chides before disappearing)

Tad: Shut up and go away. (He groans laying his head back against the pillow as tears slip down his cheeks)

Liza and Miriam 03/11/2013

 

 

Liza and Miriam walk in to the emergency room to a quiet and sleep Martin family sprawled around the waiting room.

 

Miriam: Good morning everyone Liza and I bought coffee and a basket of goodies from the Serving Spoon.

Ruth: Oh Miriam, Liza you didn’t have to do that! Thank you! (She stands hugging each one)

Liza: We figured you guys would be hungry.

Adrian: I’m glad you did I don’t know about anyone else but I’m starved!

Jamie: Me too, thanks Miriam.

Miriam: My pleasure darling (She kisses his cheek) how’s your Dad have you heard anything?

Jamie: We should hear something soon. (he reaches for a muffin from the basket and bites in to it as Miriam looks around the room)

Miriam: Where’s Francessca?

Jamie: My mom took her home a little while ago.

Liza: That’s good she’s pretty far along now?

Jamie: Another few weeks give or take.

Miriam: Are you getting nervous?

Jamie: A little. (He smiles sheepishly)

Liza: Don’t be you’re going to be a great Dad. (She miles patting him on the shoulder)

Opal: Hey Miriam, Liza (She says hugging one then the other) thank you so much for coming by and bring all of this food for us.

Miriam: Darling where else would I be. How are you holding up?

Opal: Pretty good I guess I just wish they would tell us something. (Her brow knit together as concern taints her voice) 

Jamie: We should hear something soon Grandma. (He says putting his arm around her shoulder and giving it a reassuring squeeze)

Lola: Hi everyone. (Liza’s head swivels towards the sound of Lola’s voice as she walks in to the room and towards Aiden)

Liza: What the heck is she doing here? (She hisses under her breath)

Miriam: Well it is a hospital Liza and she is a doctor. (She whispers leaning closer to Liza as Joe walks towards Lola)

Joe: Where’s Jake what’s happening with Tad?

Lola: Tad’s fine I just saw Jake on my way down here and he asked me to come down and tell you all that Tad came through the surgery just fine and they are moving him to recovery. (A collective sigh of relief goes around the room and Ruth and Opal hug)

Ruth: Oh Thank God!

Opal: When can we see him? (They both turn towards Lola their expressions hopeful)

Lola: You’ll be able to go up and see him in an hour.

Opal: Are you sure he’s going to be all right? (Her face etched with worry again)

Lola: I have it on the best authority he’s going to be fine. (She says giving Opals shoulder a reassuring pat)

Palmer: Thank you Dr. Colgate. (He takes Opal by the hand and leads her towards the table of food)

Lola: My pleasure I’ll see you all later. (She says turning and walking towards the exist as Adrian walks quickly towards her)

Adrian: Hey Lola wait a second.

Miriam: Well now it’s a celebration come on everyone dig in! (She calls across the room Liza looks over at Lola chatting then leans her head closer to her mothers and whispers)

Liza: I need to talk to you.

Miriam: Just a minute dear. (She whispers through her plastered on grin)

Liza: No mother now! (She grasps her mothers elbow and pulls her off to the side. Her mother glares at her annoyed pulling her elbow from her grasp)

Miriam: All right Liza what is it?

Liza: Do you do what I asked you? (She asks glaring at Lola then back to her mother)

Miriam: Oh you mean give up my big fat commission?

Liza: Never mind that I told you I’d pay you back and I will.

Miriam: Ah when is that?

Liza: If you want we can go to the bank right after we leave here, now did you do it?

Miriam: Yes Liza I did it and have to tell you I feel like a real heel!

Liza: You’ll get over it mother and you’ll still get your commission plus, so think about that mother.

Miriam: I suppose you have a point and there are other places. Besides if it’s you and Wellington you’re worried about I would say she’s found a distraction. (She glances over at Lola and Adrian chatting noticing the sparks flying between them. Liza follows her stare then smirks ruefully)

Liza: Trust me Mother that sweetness and life act is just that an act. She may have you and the rest of the town fooled but my gut tells me she’s trouble.

Krystal: Hey everyone how’s Tad. (She walks in to the room quickly hugs her sister as both Ruth and Opal walk towards her)

Opal: Tad’s out of surgery.

Ruth: They should be moving him to his room soon.

Krystal: That’s great news! (Miriam looks from the happy scene and the closeness that has developed between Krystal and her sister back to her daughter)

Miriam: There’s one thing you better watch out for my darling.

Liza: What’s that? (Her voice sound annoyed as she watches the group chatting and laughing on the other side of the room)

Miriam: You had better be careful how you go from here the last thing you to do is take a big swing at a hornets nest. (She warns then walks toward the small group as Liza mutters to herself)

Liza: Trust her if you want to mother but my gut says she’s up to something and I’m going to find out what it is.

Lenka and Sergei 03/06/2013

 

 

(Lenka stands inside the elevator talking on his phone to Adrian)

Lenka: So you think it was the truck you were following?

Adrian: Yeah, and we need to figure out what happened to it.

Lenka: So I would assume it never showed up at the warehouse?

Adrian: Not while we were there and I doubt it ever will.

Lenka: Not a problem Sergei and I will have answer for you by morning.

Adrian: That’s great. Have you heard anything else?

Lenka: Yeah someone I know is expecting something big tomorrow. I sent all the details to your boss. (He steps out the elevator and walks the short distance to Sergei’s apartment door)

Adrian: That’s great thanks a lot for all your help.

Lenka: Not a problem I’ll take care of this you take care of your brother we can meet up tomorrow. 

Adrian: If you need me I’ll be here at the hospital.

Lenka: I’ll be in touch. (He snaps his phone off and sticks it in his jacket pocket then fishes in his pants pocket for the keys to unlock the apartment door finding the correct one and opening the door quietly he locks it behind him. He looks around the living room the television is on there’s a glass on the coffee table judging by the ring around it hadn’t been picked up for a while. He reaches for the gun in the holster under his jacket flipping the safety off and keeping his hand on the handle he walks back towards the bedroom and looks around then checks the bathroom. He walks to the closet pushes the clothes aside, presses the latch above his head opening the cover on the keypad presses the numbers on the pad releasing the door and steps through)

Lenka: I thought you were done for the night? (His shoulders relaxing as he puts the safety on his weapon) I got a little concerned when I walked in.

Sergei: I was then I got a notice that the big man himself was home so I came in here to see if I could get anything useful.

Lenka: Did you?

Sergei: Did I what?

Lenka: Did you get anything useful?

Sergei: No nothing as far as what we need but I did get something we might be able to use. (His smile crocked and devilish)

Lenka: What do you have?

Sergei: Watch. (He says pressing the play button and leans forward) He comes in sits on the couch for a few minutes talks to the girlfriend for a few more minutes then goes to bed.

Lenka: Okay? (He looks at him quizzically)

Sergei: Okay, the weird thing is he didn’t look that tired when he walked in.

Lenka: Maybe he just got tired?

Sergei: No watch (He types in to the keyboard then swivels the monitor around so Lenka can see it) Watch him, he sits down he talks for a minute and he hands him a drink he’s fine. Now watch after she hands him the second one. (They watch as Devereaux’s actions begin to slow then watch him rises and shuffle towards the back) Now watch her. (They watch as Cassandra practically dances smiling broadly as she washes the glasses then struts back towards the bedrooms)

Lenka: He does seem to be moving slower. So what do you think she drugged him or something.

Sergei: I don’t think she drugged him I know she did watch what I have about an hour earlier. (He reaches for the DVD exchanging it for the one they were viewing then waits a moment while the image pops up) Watch! (The two lean forward starring at the screen and watch as Cassandra breaks one small capsule and shakes the contents into the partially filled glass swirl the glass hold it up to the light then place it back under the bar) That’s the glass she gave him the second time.

Lenka: Interesting I wonder what’s going on there. (He frowns turning towards Sergei)

Sergei: I thought maybe you knew. (He shrugs)

Lenka: I don’t know but it might be worth looking into.

Sergei: That’s what I though. Here (He says tossing him a jewel case with the a disc in it) I made a copy to give to our friends.

Lenka: We may be able to use this at some point and it could really be worth looking into, this is good. (He grin then fades as he takes in Sergei’s words)

Sergei: Or she could be a ticking time bomb waiting to blow this up in our faces. (He nods in agreement watching as Sergei retrieves a bottle from his desk and two glasses pours liquid in to each then hands Lenka one)

Lenka: You have a point she has a bad habit of being very unpredictable.

Sergei: Oh here’s some more good news. (He says straddling the chair in front of him)  Our friend got a call after you left and then announced to everyone at the table he was going to be “fat” in the next few days.

Lenka: Where you able to get anything else?

Sergei: No, but he spent the rest of the night bragging about it.

Lenka: What an idiot! (They both laugh as Sergei refills their glasses)

Sergei: No kidding! Anyway I set up another game for us tomorrow I figured the closer he gets to the pay off the more he’ll talk.

Lenka: He always does. Hopefully we can wrap this up and get back to our lives. (he sighs sitting back in his chair then sips his glass)

Sergei: Yeah it’s been a long time since we went out and had some fun.

Lenka: That is a very good idea when this is over you and I will head down to Atlantic City and have a real boys night.

Sergei: Won’t the little misses be yanking on your chain? (He teases)

Lenka: You let me worry about Colby what about you and that Dena.

Sergei: Don’t get me wrong she’s a lot of fun but I’m not ready to be her husband or even her boyfriend and she wasn’t ready for that either so we just hook up every now and then.

Lenka: Lucky you lets drink to getting this over and get back to our lives. (he holds up his glass and they clink them together in a toast)

Sergei: Egeszegere!  

Lenka: Egeszegere!

Randi and Frankie 03/05/2013

 

 

 

Frankie: Hey honey! (He comes towards the bed leans down and kisses her then hugs her as Randy wipes the tars from her eyes)

Randi: I was just watching the news and saw what happened to Tad and Taylor!

Frankie: Yeah (He shakes his head and rubs the back of his neck) I was hoping to get down here before you saw that.

Randi: I just can’t believe it. (She reaches for the remote control and turns the Television off then slides over on the bed so that Frankie can sit beside her)

Frankie: Neither could I. (He sighs wrapping his arm around her shoulders and pulling her close)

Randi: Have you spoken to Brot or Natalia?

Frankie: I spoke with Natalia she and Brot are with the Thompson’s.

Randi: Those poor people celebrating your daughters wedding one minute and planning her funeral the next.

Frankie: I’m going to stop by there after work.

Randi: Please, give them my love and condolences.

Frankie: I will. (He says wiping a tear away with the back of his hand)

Randi: How’s Tad? The news said he was critically injured and medi-vacted here.

Frankie: They just bought him up to surgery.

Randi: Is he going to be okay.

Frankie: He should be fine but… (His voice trails off as his emotions threaten to overwhelm him)

Randi: Yeah it’s going to be ruff.

Frankie: I just so hard to believe that Sarge is gone. (He mummers resting his head against hers)

Randi: How are you doing? (She reaches for his hand giving it a gentle squeeze)

Frankie: I’m still trying to digest it. I mean the war, loosing Brot her paralysis, the PTSD I thought nothing would ever stop her, now this.

Randi: I know honey.

Frankie: I just can’t stop thinking about Brot.

Randi: He must be devastated.

Frankie: I can only imagine how he’s doing.

Randi: Well he has Natalia she’ll help him through it.

Frankie: I hope so.

Randi: I know so, remember he has all of us to love and support him and so does Tad. We’ll help them through it.

Frankie: We’re going to have to. (She gives his hand another squeeze then looks at a picture of the twins and smiles) 

Randi: How are the kids?

Frankie: Your kids are bad! (He looks at her grinning at the memory of the mornings events)

Randi: Oh, so they’re my children now?

Frankie: Yes they are because my children (He says placing his hand on his chest with mock outrage) would not be so ill breed as to throw peas all around the kitchen.

Randi: You put the food down and then turned your back on them again didn’t you. (She giggles)

Frankie: It was one second!

Randi: Whew! (She says taking off her robe and pushing the blankets down)

Frankie: Are you okay?

Randi: Yeah I’m fine I just a little warm.

Frankie: Are you sure let me check your temperature?

Randi: Frankie I’m fine you don’t need to take my temperature!

Frankie: Yeah, I do. (He places his hand on her forehead then frowns) When was the last time the nurse came in?

Randi: About an hour or so ago and I was fine then and I’m fine now. (She huffs laying her head back against the pillow)

Frankie: Let me see your hands.

Randi: Frankie we’ve talked about this! (She pulls her hands back and balls them in to fists as she shakes her head)

Frankie: I know but if you’re running a fever that could mean an infections come on lie back let me check your abdomen.

Randi: No, I’m not laying down you are my husband not my doctor! (She shakes her head again opening her eyes wide)

Frankie: I know you’re right I’ll call Dr. Colgate.

Randi: Thank you but I’m okay Frankie honest. (She whines then smiles knowing her protest are futile and loving him even more)

Frankie: Lets just play it safe okay?

Randi: Okay, but you have to promise me you’ll come back and cuddle with me.

Frankie: You can take that to the bank (His grin flirtatious as he leans in and kisses her cheek) I’ll be right back. (He walks out the room down the hall to the nurses station and reaches for the phone just as Lola walks to the desk behind him and hands a chart to the nurse)

Lola: Hey Frankie.

Frankie: Hey I was just calling you. (He grasps her elbow gently as the two step away from the desk)

Lola: Oh what’s up?

Frankie: I was just in with Randi and she was complaining that she was hot.

Lola: Yeah, her temperature was up the last time the nurse went through so I upped her antibiotics and I’m running some more test. How is she otherwise? (She looks at him her face filled with concern)

Frankie: Other than the fever she seemed fine. (He say with a shrug watching as Lola face relaxes)

Lola: Good I’ll check in on her again in a little while.

Frankie: Thanks a lot.

Lola: So did you have a good time at the wedding? (She smiles remembering the day with fondness)

Frankie: It was great I just wished it could have stayed that way. (His voice filled with sadness his tone confusing her)

Lola: Why did something happen?

Frankie: You don’t know? (His eye open wide with surprise)

Lola: Know what?

Frankie: Tad and Taylor were in a car accident earlier this evening and Taylor was killed. (His voice trailing off at the end)

Lola: No! Oh my God (Her hand flying to her mouth) I had no idea. How’s Tad?

Frankie: They think he’s going to be fine they were taking him up to surgery.

Lola: That poor family they must be devastated. (She sighs shaking her head)

Frankie: Yeah it was pretty awful to say the least.

Lola: How’s Adrian doing?

Frankie: I’m not sure he stepped away when I was down there earlier but the feeling I got was they could all use a friend.

Lola: Yeah, I’ll stop down. Thanks Frankie.

Frankie: Sure I’m going to go spend some time with my wife we’ll see you later?

Lola: I’ll see you in a few minutes. (She watches him walk down the hall to Randi’s room then walks to the desk)  Hi I’m going to take my break if anyone needs me I’ll be down in the ER.

Amanda, Jamie and Francessca 20/20/2013

 

 

Amanda walks in to the hospital looking a little frazzled as she walks to the desk then is pointed towards the waiting room.

 

Francessca: Amanda! Amanda over here! (Waving her over Amanda eye open wide with recognition then walks quickly over and hugs Francessca)

Amanda: Hi any word on Tad? (They both sit down)

Francessca: No not yet Jamie went back a few minutes ago but he hasn’t come back yet. Was Trevor okay when you dropped him off?

Amanda: He slept on the way over but then he woke up when I was taking him out of the car. (She frowns then giggles)

Francessca: Aww I’m sorry poor little guy.

Amanda: No it was okay your Dad took him in the kitchen and showed him a magic trick and he was fine.

Francessca: You mean he put bacon soda and vinegar in a glass and let it foam up. (Francessca blows a “raspberry” and they both laugh)

Amanda: Whatever it was Trevor loved it and your Dad became his new best friend.

Francessca: Good I’m glad he wasn’t too freaked out being in a new place and having his sleep interrupted. (She yawns then takes Amanda does the same)

Amanda: He was fine when I left me, on the other hand I’m going to look like the walking dead tomorrow.

Francessca: What’s going on tomorrow? (She sits back against the cushions and stretches her legs out in front of her)

Amanda: I have to go in to Manhattan for the expo. (She yawns again)

Francessca: Oh yeah I forgot about that. How’s it going?

Amanda: Great! It’s been fun and exciting and I get to use my brain. (Her eyes brightening her voice excited)

Francessca: I saw your commercial yesterday and you looked amazing.

Amanda: You think so? (She says biting her lower lip her voice tentative)

Francessca: I know so! It was one of the best commercials I’ve seen in a while.

Amanda: Really? (Her expression still unsure)

Francessca: Yeah, really I just bought one of those 3D printers you guys just released just don’t tell my Mom or Zach. (She whispers)

Amanda: I promise. (She whispers back smiling proudly then see’s Opal walk back into the waiting room clutching Tad’s soiled jacket and her mood saddens again) This is just all so unreal. Just a few hours ago we were all celebrating their wedding and now… (Her eyes welling with tears as the two hold each others hands and weep)

Francessca: I can’t believe she’s gone. Amanda reaches over outing her arm around Francessca and the two hug as Brooke walks towards them pulling off her coat her eyes filled with concern)

Brooke: Hey!

Francessca: Hi. (She stands wiping the tears from her cheeks and then hugs her)

Brooke: Any word on Tad? (She says looking around the room at all the drawn faces)

Francessca: We’re still waiting Jamie went back a little while ago to see if he could find out anything.

Brooke: Does anyone know how it happened? (Her reporter instincts in full mode) 

Opal: Adrian said it was a hit and run. (She murmurs staring down at Tad’s jacket) 

Brooke: Did Adrian know anything else?

Opal: I don’t know he bought us some coffee and then he disappeared. (She shakes her head her voice chocked with tears. As Adrian walks out to the main lobby of the hospital looks around a moment then spots Aidan and walks quickly towards him)

 

Aidan: How’s Tad?

Adrian: No word yet, were you able to find out anything more after I left?

Aidan: Nothing from the cops, but I did find this.

Adrian: Where you find it?

Aidan: Under the car when I was leaving the ridge.

Adrian: How do you know it’s his? It could have been there a while.

Aidan: It’s way to clean for it to have been out there for more than a few hours and this is the exact same packaging as the stuff he’s moving in Europe.

Adrian: So it’s exactly what we thought.

Aidan: That’s why the truck never showed up at the warehouse they had to change their plans and detour it some place else.

Adrian: Have you been spoken to Anna about this?

Aidan: Yeah, on the way over here she’s running down all the warehouses owned by Cambius and the man himself.

Adrian: Has she found anything yet?

Aidan: Not yet.

Adrian: I contacted our guys here in PV they said they should have something for us by morning.

Aidan: Good. We’d better go check on Tad. (He spots Jesse walking up behind Aidan and cuts the conversation short)

Jesse: Gentleman. (He says sliding up beside him too late to hear what they are talking about)

Adrian: Hey Jesse.

Jesse: How’s Tad? (His brow furrowed with worry)

Adrian: We haven’t heard anything yet.

Jesse: Is he still in the ER?

Aidan: Yeah, we were just on our way back.

Adrian: Do you have any more information about what happened out there?

Jesse: Nothing more than I did when I last saw you and even if I did I couldn’t tell you anything this is an open police investigation.

Opal: Oh Jesse!  (She stands coming to him and hugging him tight)

Jesse: I’m so sorry Opal, (He says patting her back then releases her and hugs Ruth) Ruth. (Her eyes begin to well with tears her voice tight)

Ruth: What happened Jesse? One minute they’re going on their honeymoon and the next they’re laying at the bottom of a ravine. (She finishes bursting in to tears as Joe wraps his arm around her pulling her close)

Jesse: As far as we can tell the limo had a flat the driver got out to change it when they were hit by what we think was a truck. The impact pushed the car over the embankment. When the car finally stopped Tad was partially thrown from the vehicle and Taylor was trapped inside.

Opal: Oh my Lord! That poor girl!

Ruth: Has anyone spoken to Mr. and Mrs. Thompson?

Jesse: I sent Natalia over to the hotel where they were staying earlier and Brot going to go over to them when he’s finished his assignment.

Opal: Who could do that Jesse? Run a bunch of people off the road and just leave them there to die?

Joe: Any leads on finding who did this to them Jesse?

Jesse: Not yet but I’ve got every man available on this and we’re going to find the people that did this.   

Joe: Aidan said it was a hit and run how long were they…(He swallows hard before continuing) lying there before they got help.

Jesse: We estimate the time they left and the time we got the call perhaps twenty minutes.

Ruth: Thank God for that. This time of year it could have been hours. Who was it that called the police? I’d like to send them something as away of thanking them.

Jesse: Yes, Mr. Devereaux St. Jacque and his driver. (He says watching Aidan and Adrian reaction to his name out the corner of his eye and noting the side long glances they give each other)

Jaime: Hey everyone I saw Dad and I spoke to his doctors.

Joe: How is he?

Jamie: They have him stabilized. Surprisingly he doesn’t have any internal injuries. He does have a concussion and his leg is broken in three places so they’ll be taking him up to surgery in a little bit. Physically he’s going to be okay.

Ruth: Can we see him before they take him up?

Jamie: Yeah, Grandma all four of you can go back if you want. He’s a little groggy.

Amanda: So he’s really going to be okay?

Jamie: Physically he’s going to be fine but he’s pretty torn emotionally.

Amanda: Poor Guy. How long is the surgery?

Jamie: My estimation six to eight hours. You should just go home we can call you.

Francessca: Why don’t you leave Trevor at our place for the night and I’ll keep him till you get back from New York. That way you don’t have to wake him or figure out a sitter.

Amanda: I don’t know I think maybe I should stay here.

Jaime: Why, so you can sit around a waiting room and day?

Francessca: You have been looking forward to this for weeks

Jamie: We all know how hard you’ve worked for this and my Dad’s been your biggest cheerleader he wouldn’t want you to miss this and if anything changes we can call you.

Francessca: I can have a limo waiting for you after the show and the Cortlandt-Slater jet can have you back in Pine Valley in less than twenty minutes.

Amanda: You guys are incredible! Thank you so much!

Francessca: Just be fierce tomorrow and take no prisoners okay? Now go get some sleep and don’t worry.

Amanda: Thanks guys I’ll call you in the morning and I’ll see you as soon as I’m finished.

Jamie: What about you? Are you tired you want to go home? We can if you want to.

Francessca: No I’m fine I’ll stay here with you.

Jamie: You’re sure?

Francessca: Positive. (She says leaning into him kissing him)

Jake: Hey guys what’s going on? Where’s Amanda? My mom said she was here.

Francessca: She went home.

Jake: Why something wrong with the baby? (His voice anxious his eyes searching Jamie’s)

Jamie: No, nothing like that (He grins as Jake sighs in relief) she was tired so we convinced her to go home.

Jake: And she left?

Francessca: Yeah, she’s has that big show tomorrow and there’s really no point in her hanging around here all night.

Jake: Huh huh. (His words short and clipped fist clench at his sides his anger barley in check)

Jamie: You okay?

Jake: I’m fine I’m a going to go check with the OR see if they’ve started yet. I’ll be back. (He grumbles as he stomps down the corridor) 

Cassandra and Devereaux 02/14/2013

 

 

Cassandra lies on the couch pressing the buttons on the remote glad she’d beaten Devereaux home but she couldn’t help wondering where he was. She looks down at her watch then walks to the window again. He should have been home an hour ago and she wasn’t sure if this was a good sign or a bad one. Hopefully his delay had nothing to do with her she doubted it did he seemed distracted for the last day or so and not his usual watchful self and he’d taken Maurice with him so there was no one to report back to him either so there was no way he’d know what she was up to this evening. She had to pat her self on the back she had both Rego right where she wanted him he was at the point where he would do anything to “Save her”. All she needed was a few more days and she’d have what she wanted. Her head swings towards the door as it opens and Devereaux steps in followed by Maurice who slips in quietly after him and down the hall.

 

Devereaux: Darling I didn’t expect you to be up (He says walking towards her and kissing her on both cheeks)

Cassandra: I was waiting for you. (She smiles then walks to the bar and pours them both a drink then hands him one)

Devereaux: You didn’t have to do that. (He smiles as he takes the glass from her takes a long gulp then sits on the sofa)

Cassandra: I know I didn’t, I wanted too. (She smiles sweetly taking the seat next to him)

Devereaux: Well that’s very sweet of you thank you. (He say taking another gulp of his drink)

Cassandra: I was sitting here watching a movie. I had made a pitcher of martinis. She sips at her glass propping her elbow on the back of the sofa and resting her head against her palm)

Devereaux: With the day I had I needed more than a martini (he holds up his glass in a salute sips it) anyway this is perfect.

Cassandra: Why? What happened? (Her eyes opening wide her curiosity peaked)

Devereaux: On our way home we witnessed an accident and had to call it in to the police then spend hours being questioned by them. (He sighs heavily throwing his head back against the sofa and closing his eyes his voice sounding weary)

Cassandra: Were you hurt? (Sounding concerned but inwardly happy that he was obviously in no mood for a romp thank God!)

Devereaux: No, nothing like that,  a car went off the road.

Cassandra: Was it bad?

Devereaux: Two people were killed.

Cassandra: That’s awful.

Devereaux: From what I heard from the police it was a couple on their way to their honeymoon. I think he said his name was Ted or Tad…

Cassandra: Tad Martin?

Devereaux: Yes, that’s the name Tad Martin. Do you know him?

Cassandra: He’s my stepfather’s best friend I can’t believe Tad is dead.

Devereaux: No Mr. Martin is very much alive his wife and the driver were killed.

Cassandra: Oh my God they were just married today.

Devereaux: Yes the entire thing is very tragic. I’m surprised you didn’t see it on the television it was all over the radio on the way home.

Cassandra: I was watching a movie on one of the cable channels. I guess I should get over to the hospital.

Devereaux: I think it can wait till the morning Mr. Martin I’m sure is, surrounded by his family.

Cassandra: You don’t understand how it is as far as Tad is concerned he is family.

Devereaux: I don’t think you understand you are staying right here from what I hear there are dozens of Martins to keep him company you would be hardly missed. Besides I think you have spent enough time running around Pine Valley this evening.

Cassandra: I wasn’t running around Pine Valley I was here most of the evening.

Devereaux: According to your bodyguard you were shopping then you went to “Confusion” for a dinner unless of course one of you is lying?

Cassandra: No, I went shopping stopped had dinner then I came back home and have been here ever since.

Devereaux: Waiting for me?

Cassandra: Of course waiting for you.

Devereaux: Why do I find that so hard to believe?

Cassandra: I don’t know why not my jailer confirmed everything I did tonight.

Devereaux: Yes he did but he neglected the part where you spent three hours at the Pine Cone don’t look so surprised my dear.

Cassandra: What are you talking about?

Devereaux: I’m talking about you and Rego Sherrigan spending three hours together at the Pine Cone. I lost trust in your guard after the last time you wandered off something in his eyes when I asked him your whereabouts so I had you and your bodyguard followed and imagine my surprise when I get a report back that you are spending hours at a hotel with a man I’ve told you repeatedly to stay away from?

Cassandra: Oh my God Devereaux what are you going to do?

Devereaux: My love I’m going to do exactly what I promised you. (He grasps her by the neck lifting her off the floor and slamming her against the wall) I’m going to kill you and then I’m going to kill that sniveling little boyfriend of yours! (He pulls a gun from his pocket and places the cold metal of the gun muzzle against her belly) Good-bye my love! (The gun fires and Cassandra awakes with a start sits up right on the sofa grasping her stomach her head snapping towards the door then lets go the breath she hadn’t realized she’d been holding. It was a dream! She stands steeling herself for the task at hand her smile filled with sympathy as Devereaux comes towards her)

Devereaux: Sorry I’m so late darling. (He kisses her on both cheeks then hugs her)

Cassandra: It’s all right I saw what happened on the news. (She coo’s with mock sympathy stroking his hair) Are you okay?

Devereaux: I’m fine it was an awful ending to an awful day. (He pulls away from and sits on the sofa resting his head against the cushions and closing his eyes. Cassandra walks to the bar and prepares them both a drink. She hands him one watching as he gulps it down then places the glass on table)

Cassandra: Oh, I’m sorry darling what can I do to make it better?

Devereaux: Just your being here is medicine enough. (He picks up the empty container and hands it to her signaling for a refill) I’m sorry if all this ruined your evening.

Cassandra: It’s fine and it’s not your fault Tad’s lucky you came along when you did. (She walks behind the bar placing the dirty glass in the wet sink then reaches under the bar for a fresh glass for herself and one she’d prepared for him earlier she pours more liquor in to the then adds some ice. This should insure he’d have a good nights sleep. He pulls his head from the back of sofa reaching for a glass she handed him draining it and then placing the glass back down on the table with a heavy sigh)

Devereaux: I just want to forget about the day.

Cassandra: I can’t say as I blame you darling. It must have been exhausting.

Devereaux: Not to mention extremely tedious I should have been home hours ago.

Cassandra: I know honey, I know (She strokes his forehead gently with her finger watching a small smile of pleasure crease his lips and his shoulders relax)

Devereaux: I was thinking in the car on the way home perhaps it’s time you and I got away for a while. We could go back to that little Island in Greece again you loved it there.

Cassandra: Yes, remember that little café we had dinner at that over looked the bay and that spectacular sunset?

Devereaux: How could I forget? Remember the villa we stayed in and that awful maid?

Cassandra: I’ll never forget her! She ruined that beautiful dress you bought me in that little shop behind the bakery.

Devereaux: Yes, they had the most wonderful bread.

Cassandra: That was a wonderful week.

Devereaux: We should go back. We could leave tomorrow night.

Cassandra: I would love too but don’t you have that Expo in Mew York and the negotiations with the German firm coming up soon and don’t forget the contract signing with JR Chandler this week. And with what happened tonight I don’t think the cops are going to want you going anywhere.

Devereaux: Why? I’m not a suspect? (Sits up and looks at her his mind racing last thing he need was some cop on a vendetta poking around in his affairs)

Cassandra: No honey of course not (She smiles patting his hand inwardly enjoying the look of panic that washed over his face) but Tad is my stepfather’s best friend and he’s going to be all over this.

Devereaux: I suppose you’re right (He sighs heavily feeling suddenly very weary the late hour and events of the day taking their toll) well when I get in to the office tomorrow I’m going to clear my schedule and you and I are going to go on holiday how’s that get away from this dreary little hamlet for a little while?

Cassandra: It sounds like a plan and I can’t wait. In the mean time my love why don’t you go lie down and I’ll I draw you a nice hot bath?

Devereaux: That actually sounds lovely but only if you join me. (He wriggles his eye brows at her and smiles Cassandra smiles seductively back at him then leans in closely brushing his lips against his and whispers)

Cassandra: I wouldn’t have it any other way. (He pulls her to him kissing her deeply them releases her he stands his body beginning to feel as weary as his mind as he shuffles back towards the bedroom)

Cassandra: I’m going to tidy up and start the bath. (She calls after him smiling to herself when he mumbles something incoherent as he shuffles down the hall. She picks up the glasses quickly rushing to the wet sink, she dumps the ice then rinses the glasses smiling broadly in admiration for her cleverness. By the time she finished and walked to the bedroom he’s be out cold and since his evening had been so harrowing he’d blame his sudden exhaustion on the evenings events. All and all tonight had been a good evening she’d accomplished a lot and best of all shed a voided having to have sexy with Devereaux she’d been able to avoid that revolting ritual and least for one night it was like a miracle this morning when she’d changed purses and found those sleeping pills inside. She’d thought they’d been heaven sent she had a very useful tools to assist her with her plan. Slipping it to him tonight would give her the time to let Rego’s swimmers to do their thing. If everything worked out as she’d hoped she’d be the hell out of here but at least for tonight she could get a restful night sleep and perhaps few more here and there since there were only for left and she definitely would need them when she was finally able to leave here for good! He Walks back to the bedroom and luck her Devereaux was coconscious and naked, sprawled across the bed sleeping the sleep of the dead. She smiles to herself lies on the bed closing her eyes and dreams of the day she was finally free if him)  

Thank you Readers!

Dear Loyal Readers,

I just wanted to take a moment to thank you all for your love,praise, loyalty, and all of your encouragement. I write this because for one I love to write and two my love of "All My Children". One of the saddest things for myself and millions of others was watching our program being slowly murdered day after day and when that didn't work to chase fans away seeing our beloved program canceled out of greed and replaced with schlock-reality!
      The a fore mentioned murder was the reason I started writing the Fan-Fiction when excellent writers and the creator who had a love and a vision for the program were pushed out and replaced with hacks Megan McCrackpipe and then the Charles Pratt "Craptacular". I was so angry that characters were being taken out of character and literally being destroyed to suit weak and convoluted story lines I started writing and you my friends and readers are why I continue writing now.

       So again thank you all for the love support and as long as you all keep reading I'll be writing!

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