David and Michael 10/23/2013

Michael sits at the lad table at Wild wind starring absently down at the notes he’d taken earlier unable to concentrate. His mind kept drifting back to the scene at the hospital and what he’d heard while standing outside the door. Hearing them all talking about his daughter had only served to remind him of what he’d missed and everything Alexander had taken from him. He rises leaning against the table his anger festering as he remembers the years that had been stolen from him, his life wasted trapped inside that living hell fuels the anger boiling inside him. He was glad Alexander was dead he’d gotten what he deserved his only regret was he hadn’t been the one to send him the damnation he deserved. He’d spent year imagining the moment when he’d finally meet him and then watch as he slowly crushed the life from him.

“Dam!” He groans sweeping the papers from the desk on to the floor. He runs his hands through his hair as he storms towards the window his eyes catching Darius then AJ followed by Endre darting in and out to the shrubbery little Jenny chasing behind making him wonder what his daughter was like at that age then angered at the realization that he would never really know. Sure there were pictures and video of her but it would never be the same they would never be his memories. Awful as it may be her memories of another man and her uncle when it should be of him filled him with anger and jealousy. It was just another bitter reminder of what Alexander had truly stolen from him. It wasn’t just missing those years and even though he new the truth, it was as if Alexander had planned it. Right down to Zach being in his place. Once again ensuring his eldest son had everything and the youngest breadcrumbs or nothing! Although he knew in his head that what had happened was not Zach fault he couldn’t ignore the stinging realization in his heart that he would never be as close to his daughter as his brother was. Making him feel like the “uncle” and when she thought about her father it would always be shadowed by the memories of another man. That was the simple fact that had hit like a lightening bolt when he’d stood outside that door.

Michael: I hope you rot in Hell! (He grinds out turning back towards the lab and comes face to face with David)

David: What happened?

Michael: Nothing…I’m sorry! (He says bending to pick up the paper scatter on the floor)

David: Nothing’s wrong with the formula? (He looks from the papers on the floor back to Michael)

Michael: No, no I ahh…(He looks at the paper scattered on the floor then back to David feeling embarrassed and childish over his outburst and having been caught) just had them too close to the edge.

David: Okay, so if it’s not work then it has to be Zach. (He huffs with a roll of his eyes) Is he still harping?

Michael: No…yes… sort of no. (He sighs running his hand through his hair sounding exasperated as David looks) 

David: What does that mean?

Michael: I haven’t seen Zach in weeks. (He confesses as he sits on the stool his feeling weighted down by his emotions. David watches the emotions flow across Michael’s pulls the other stool closer and sits his voice softening)

David: I don’t understand.

Michael: It’s just…He starts then stops as he flounders for the words to express his feelings. David reaches out laying his hand on Michael’s shoulder his voice filled with compassion and concern)

David: Look you can talk to me and I promise anything you tell me stays with me. (Michael looks at him and smiles weakly)

Michael: You know you’re probably the only one I know who would understand. (he says with a bitter laugh and shake of his head making David more curious by the moment)

David: Understand what? (Michael sighs heavily)

Michael: I stopped by the hospital today to see my daughter and my new Grandson.

David: How are she and the baby doing? (His voice concerned thinking the problem was with his daughter or grandson)

Michael: They were fine when I left them last night. (He sighs again rising from the stool and walking to the window David trailing behind him)

David: I thought you just said you went to the hospital?     

Michael: I did go I went upstairs and got outside the door but I never went in.

David: Why not?

Michael: When I got there she was there Zach, her grandmother and cousins. They were laughing and talking about some camping trip they took when Francessca was a child….(His voice trails off his face contorted in anger and pain) I don’t know just hearing them talk about Mike Logan made me realize just how much I truly missed from my daughters life. (He chokes out his eyes welling with unshed tears) 

David: Yeah I get that. (He sigh emphasizing with Michael’s pain and remembering his own)

Michael: But it wasn’t just that when I was listening to them talk I realized just how close my daughter and her uncle really are and I’m… (his voice trails off as David nods understanding fully what was truly the crux of his problem)        

David: Jealous. (Michael nod looking embarrassed by his confession)

Michael: I don’t want to be but yeah I am. It feels as if she and I will never be as close as the two of them because their pasts bind them together.

David: And you feel like that because you two don’t you’ll never be close that’s crazy I’ve seen you two together, your daughter loves you it’s just going to take some time.

Michael: See in my head I know that but when I think about all that was taken from me sometimes I …well you see. (He says pointing to the papers on floor) I thought I was doing okay …but today I don’t know listening to them talk…it just came out of no where the anger the resentment…When I saw the nurse walking towards me I smiled some excuse and got out of there.

David: Come on Michael after everything you’ve been through you have a right to be a little resentful and a little jealous. Why wouldn’t you be? (he shrugs) He got to experience all the things you didn’t and she looks up to him like a father. Who wouldn’t be a little jealous? If it were me, I might even turn in to that “Mad Dr. Hayward” I’m sure everyone’s told you about! (He rolls his eyes making Michael laugh as well)  Come on cut your self some slack it’s hard, especially in times like this. New babies bring back old and new feelings good and bad and you have a right to your feelings.  As harsh as this may sound unfortunately you’re never going to get those moments back but at least you have a chance to make some new ones with her you have a second chance, forget about what you didn’t have and concentrate on what you do. I only wish I had that opportunity with Babe. Don’t forget you have a new Grandson. That’s something you never thought you’d ever see. You’ll get to watch him grow up and you’ll get to see your daughters face on his in when he reaches some of those milestones you missed, when he makes them. (His voice and face betraying his sadness)

Michael: Is that what you do? (Feeling the full weight of David’s sadness)

David: Sometimes when I look at AJ it’s as if Babe’s right there.

Michael: I’m sorry David. (He says feeling foolish and childish)

David: What are you sorry about?

Michael: You made me realize how small and petty I’m being. (Guilt edging his voice.)

David: Michael how you feel isn’t small or petty. (He smiles lifting some of the heaviness that had fallen around them) Why don’t you get out of here and go visit your daughter and that new Grandson of yours.

Michael: Yeah, I think I’ll go do that (He smiles back feeling better than he had moments before) as soon as I clean up this mess I made.

David: No, (He smiles waving his dismissively) go I got this.

Michael: You sure? (He says looking down at the scattered papers then back to David)

David: Yeah go. (He smiles broadly handing Michael his jacket from the back of the chair)

Michael: David thanks...(he reaches for his jacket and walks toward the door then turns back) You’re a good friend

David: Hey careful you don’t want that getting around. (He teases making them both laugh) I’ll see you tomorrow. (David watches Michael leave then bends down picking up the scatters papers smiling to his self. Zach had better walk a very thin line if what he’d witnessed tonight was any indication of things to come. It was all he could do to keep from laughing at the irony. Zach and his stupid misplaced arrogant mistrust was only serving to bring he and Michael closer together and the two of them further apart. The best part was all he had to do was be a good friend sit back and wait for them to implode)

 David: Zach you’re making this way too easy.

Devereaux and Cassandra 10/03/2013

Devereaux and Cassandra sit in the living room relaxing after their meal.

Devereaux: So did you enjoy dinner?

Cassandra: It was absolutely fabulous and that chocolate mousse was to die for!

Devereaux: I’m so glad you liked it I had it flown in from that little place in Paris you love so much.

Cassandra: I can’t believe you did that! That was so sweet of you! (She says kissing his cheek) You know you spoil me.

Devereaux: There’s nothing I enjoy more. (He says kissing pushing her back against the sofa. His hands roam her body freely as she stifles a shutter of revulsion. He cups her breast pinching her nipple until she winces in pain. She pushes against hiding her nausea behind her smile. There was no way she was crawling between the sheets with him she needed to get to Rego) 

Cassandra: What do you say we have a little nightcap before we turn in?

Devereaux: Sure pour one for yourself! (Cassandra rises from the sofa and walks to the bar she reaches for the bottle of brandy and sets it on top then reaches for the glasses as well as the pill she’d hidden there. Devereaux watches amused as the look of panic steal across her face as she pats her hand under the counter looking for the pill she’d hidden there all the while trying to look the picture of happy serenity. He stands and walks to the bar to stand in front of her.) 

Devereaux: Something wrong darling?

Cassandra: No, not at all I was looking for that bottle of after dinner wine you bought back from California. (She says placing the brandy back under the counter giving her an excuse to bend and look under the counter)

Devereux: It’s there on the rack behind you. (He point to the wine frig behind her)

Cassandra: There it is! (She says turning back toward the bar and searching underneath again for the pill she’d hidden) Now I just need the corkscrew. (She bends searching under the bar top looking confused much to Devereaux’s amusement)

Devereaux: It’s in the drawer on your right. (He says smoothly thoroughly enjoying her inner frustration with her fruitless hunt for the pills he’d found earlier. Sadly for her, had she been home on time he’d have never found it) you seem anxious all of a sudden is something wrong?

Cassandra: No nothing what would make you say that? (She smiles nervously)

Devereaux: The way you practically jumped off the sofa your rooting around on the bar for things that already in their place. What exactly is wrong with you? (He glares at her watching the turmoil play across her face)

Cassandra: Nothing I said, (She says pushing the bottle and corkscrew towards him) here you open this.

Devereaux: I only asked because you seem so flustered. (He pushes the bottle to the side and stares at her his glare penetrating and cold)

Cassandra: What in the world are you talking about? (She laugh sounding more shrill than flippant as she comes from behind the bar watching him from the corner of her eye as he comes towards catching her arm in his iron grip)

Devereaux: You were looking for these weren’t you? (His growl menacing as he holds out his palm showing the crushed powder in the pharmacy vial)

Cassandra: What the hell are you talking about? (She looks from the vial to him fear gripping her heart)

Devereaux: I’m talking about this vial of crushed sleeping pills that you have been putting in my dink every night! (He bellows the back of his hand striking her across the face knocking her to the floor he kneels beside her grabbing her by the hair pulling her up on her feet like an over seized rag doll as he stands ignoring her screams off terror as tears streams down her bruised cheek) Do you take me for a fool?  

Cassandra: Please Devereaux I swear I don’t know what you’re talking about. (She stammers her ears ringing from he force of his blow, her neck feeling as if it would snap from the weight of her body as he dangles her above the floor her toes barley touching it)

Devereaux: You know exactly what I’m talking about! (His voice a primal growls his face just inches from hers his eye bore into hers shimmering with embers of hell behind them leaving Cassandra cold with fear) You’ve been drugging me and slithering out at night to spread your legs for that pompous bastard!

Cassandra: No! I swear I haven’t been with Rego since the day I moved in with you.

Devereaux: You just can’t stop lying! (His voice cracking with rage he shoves her to the floor the toe of his shoe catching her in the rib as he kicks her, her scream sounding like a muffled bark as the pain explodes through her side) All those trips to the hospital to visit your sister in-law was just so you could be with him! (He says kicking her again)

Cassandra: Please Devereaux! (She whimpers) I’m sorry Pleassse God I’m so sorry!

Devereaux: You’re nothing but whore! A selfish, unappreciative spoiled slut! (He says ripping her dress from her the sound of the fabric shredding bringing a new fear when just as suddenly he stops shoving her head on to the floor and walking to the closet)

Cassandra: Please Devereaux! (She cries the pain in her head making her almost ill her ribs throbbing)

Devereaux: You see this! LOOK AT ME! (He shouts from above her his face red with rage his nostrils flared knuckles white as his holds a long black.. unsure what it is as she tries desperately to focus through her tear swollen eyes) 

Cassandra: No! (Her voice almost a whisper her eyes filled with horror as he stands above her holding a leather-shaving strap)

Devereaux: This (He says snapping the leather as he comes towards her) was my father’s, every Sunday he would stand in the bathroom in his boxer cigarette dangeling from his mouth and sharpen his razor before shaving. When he wasn’t shaving he’d hang it on a nail next to the basement door and whenever he though I was getting out of hand or acting like a brat which seemed to be quiet often he would take it down and do to me just what I’m going to do to you! (He says slashing down at her with all his strength enjoying the whistle the strap makes as it cut through the air and even more the shriek she made as the leather struck her bare bottom. Cassandra curls into a ball as he strikes her again and again across her back and legs until her screams subsided replaced by muffled sobs. He leans down next to her his voice even and clam) You are mine do you understand MINE! This will be the very last warning I will give you. Do you understand?

Cassandra: Yes Devereaux (She whispers through her tears)

Devereaux: I didn’t hear you! (He reaches down jerking her head up to look at him)

Cassandra: Yes Devereaux. (She says louder as his mouth comes down to claim hers forcing her lips apart his tongue probing her mouth almost choking her)

Devereaux: I love you Cassandra. You should thank God for that. That is the only reason I was so lenient with you (He says stroking the bruise on her cheek then kissing it) if you ever do anything like this again I will kill you! (He cold, calm and succinct as if what he was saying was just a part of everyday conversation. He smiles pulling her to him and kisses her again this time tenderly forcing her back against the floor kissing the whelps and bruises his beating had left on her body enjoying how easily Cassandra yielded to him as he makes love to her. Her arms entwine around him pulling him close shuttering her ears to his murmuring tributes of love as he reaches the point of ecstasy. Never noticing the tears streaming down her cheeks, the fear and revulsion in her eyes or her lips moving in silent prayer)       

Devereaux, Ryan and Rebeka 10/02/2013

Ryan walks down the hall towards his office passing by his assistances desk and reaching for the folders in his bin as he walks towards his office flipping through them. He closes the door behind him tossing the folders on his desk then walking to the closet and hanging up his jacket)

Devereaux: Ryan what are you doing here I thought you took the day off? (He says coming through the door and laying a folder on his desk)

Ryan: I did but I finished up early so I figured I’d catch up on some work. How did the meeting go with Globe-Tech? (He says leaning back against the desk) 

Devereaux: Very well, very well indeed. Cambius picked it up for fourteen million less than we’d planned.

Ryan: That’s really great!

Devereaux: Yes, it worked out well but I have a feeling it would have gone even better if you had been there. I’m sure we could have gotten down another two million. (Ryan smiles flattered by the compliment but knowing deep down his presences wasn’t needed Devereaux if nothing else was one of the shrewdest men he knew)

Ryan: You did great besides I don’t know if I would have been any good to you I was a little distracted.

Devereaux: Sorry to hear that I hope your feeling better?

Ryan: Surprisingly better than I was.

Devereaux: Good glad to hear it.

Ryan: How about you anymore dizzy spells.

Devereaux: None since the other day.

Ryan: What did the doctor say?

Devereaux: Exactly as I told you, he said I need to get more rest maybe let some one else rule the world for a little while. (They both laugh)

Ryan: Sounds like a plan.

Devereaux: In a way I’m glad you came in I had wanted to leave early but I still had a couple of meeting scheduled if you don’t mind I’d appreciate if you took them?

Ryan: No, not a problem I really had nothing planned.

Devereaux: Thanks I really appreciate it. (He says over his shoulder as he walks to the door) Oh and I left the file for Ms. Sherrigan, I bought it with me just in case you said yes. She was supposed to come by and pick it up this morning but re-scheduled.

Ryan: Not a problem I’ll see she gets it. Just go enjoy the evening it’s beautiful outside.

Devereaux: I’m going to try.

Ryan: Special plans with Cassandra?

Devereaux: Very special should be a night she won’t soon forget. (A somewhat devious grin playing on his lips his eyes glittering with excitement. Whatever he’d planned for the evening had him more excited that Ryan had ever seen him)

Ryan: Have fun. (He smirks conspiratorially knowing only one thing that would have a man that excited)

Devereaux: See you tomorrow. (Devereaux walks towards the private elevator sliding his card key in the slot then stepping in. He turns and waits for the doors to close before reaching for the phone in his pocket and dials)

Devereaux: Have you got it?… Why not?…What’s taking you so long?…What the hell have you been doing all this time?…You had better get it done…Stop making excuses…Let me make myself perfectly clear you have a week to get what I need or face the consequences understood…Good day! (He ends the call sliding the phone back in to his pocket smiling slyly to himself)

Scene Shift: Ryan sits at his desk holding the folder in his lap starring out the window. It had been a long day but at least he’d gotten some answers even if they weren’t the ones he’d wanted. Greenlee was gone and she wasn’t coming back not to Pine Valley and not to him and a piece of him was gone with her. But, she was happy it was all over her face the way she moved she was happier than he’d ever seen her and he was glad for that and at peace with it. He’d be lying to himself he said he wasn’t hurt or sad and feeling a little empty but at least he had some closure for whatever that was worth. He was still lonely nothing about today had changed that and sitting here thinking about it wasn’t changing anything either.

          He picks up the procurement folder and begins to flip through the receipts for the last month his mind still slightly distracted but for different reasons than a moment ago. Why was there a requisition for a box truck hadn’t they ordered three of them earlier in the year or was that the vans? He turns to the computer just as the smooth voice of his new assistant comes over the intercom.

Assistant: Mr. Lavery I have Ms. Sherrigan on her way up to see Mr. St. Jacque but he’s already left for the day.

Ryan: I have the paperwork right here send her right in. (He stands quickly checking his image in the closet mirror as he reaches for his jacket. Shrugging into and closing the door just as Rebeka comes through the door)

Rebeka: Mr. St. Jacque? (She calls looking around as she opens the door. She closes it behind then turns and spots Ryan) Oh! It’s you.

Ryan: Yeah it’s me. (He smiles coming towards her)

Rebeka: I’m sorry I was just expecting Mr. St. Jacque.

 Ryan: No, I’m sorry Mr. St. Jacque had to leave for the day but I have the contracts right here. (He reaches for the open folder on the desk closing it and throwing in to the pile on the corner then picks up the one beneath it opening it scanning it quickly then handing it to her) I went over it last night everything is there.

Rebeka: Thank you I’ll have Legal review it. (She smiles nervously giving the impression of a cornered animal)

Ryan: So how’s business going, how’s JR? (He asks trying to break the tension that was like a wall between them and as a reminder to him self she wasn’t Gillian)

Rebeka: Business is booming and JR is good I’ll tell him you asked about him. I really should get going. (A nervous smile edging her lips as she turns toward the door Ryan following behind)

Ryan: Sure have a good evening. (His voice sounding forlorn and distant as he reaches for the door handle)

Rebeka: Ryan, are you all right? (Unable to ignore the sadness in his eyes)

Ryan: Yeah, yeah I’m fine. (He smiles weakly rubbing his temple) It’s just been one of those days? I’ll go home get good nights sleep and be fine. Thank you for asking. (He smiles down at her his glowing with warm the silly reminiscent smile tickling the edges of his mouth unnerving her)

Rebeka: Well, I should go. (She turns reaching for the door handle her panic almost overwhelming her)

Ryan: Have a good night. (He says reaching for the handle as she does her hand snaps back as if it had touched something hot causing the files in her hand to spill across the floor)

Rebeka: Oh dam! (She spits annoyed by her clumsiness and inability to shake the sense of foreboding she’d had since meeting him)

Ryan: Here let me help you Princess. (He says kneeling down to help her with the papers strewn across the carpet.)

Rebeka: I don’t know what’s wrong with me. (She sighs reaching for the papers around her feeling perturbed and unbalanced by the way he’d looked at her and the expression of wistful longing on his face) 

Ryan: Don’t worry about it, it happens. (He smiles back at her their hands brushing as they reach for the same sheet of paper their eyes locking as if like magnets as an odd current begins to run between them igniting the air around them drawing them towards each other just as a voice comes over the intercom breaking the spell)

Assistant: Mr. Lavery your next appointment is here. (She grasps the papers to her going through them quickly as she stutters something incoherent as they stand)

Ryan: You have everything? (He looks at her unable to keep from smiling she reminded him so much of Her in this moment)

Rebeka: I think so. (She huffs feeling more flustered by the encounter as the seconds tick by)

Ryan: Here’s one more. (She reaches out to grasp the paper their hands brushing again she pulls it quickly back as if his touch burned her)

Rebeka: Thank you. (She stammers moving hurriedly towards the door)

Ryan: You’re welcome. So I guess I’ll see you at next weeks meeting?

Rebeka: Yeah, I um I better get going. (She reaches for the knob turning it quickly as she backs in to it)

Ryan: Sure, have a good night. (He smiles enjoying the expression on her face the same one Gillian would have when she was flustered)

Rebeka: You too! (She rushes from the room walking quickly to the elevator confused and afraid by what had just happened between them) 

Zach, Francessca and Sophia 09/25/2013

Zach strolls in to Francessca’s room grinning from ear to ear holding the door for the nurse as she passes then walks to the bed and embraces her tightly,

Zach: There’s my girl! (He says smiling like a Cheshire cat and hugging her tight)

Francessca: Heyy! (She says hugging him back before releasing him and looking down in the cradle at her son)

Zach: How’s my little guy?

Francessca: Wonderful! I was just about to feed him do you want to do it?

Zach: I thought you wee ah breast-feeding? (He looks at her surprised)

Francessca: I am but the nurse came by to show me how to use the new pump. Jenny knocked the other one over and broke it earlier and they didn’t have the same one so if you want to feed him you can.

Zach: If I want too are you kidding? (He grins taking the baby from her then sitting in the chair next to the bed. He reaches for the bottle and begins to feed him grinning even broader if possible)

You seen your Dad?

Francessca: He and Mom stopped by last night. You should have seen Dad last night he is over the moon over this boy!

Zach: I wish I had.

Francessca: Where did you disappear too after all the excitement died down?

Zach: I ah had some stuff to take care of at the casino.

Francessca: You and Dad still fighting?

Zach: We’re not fighting it’s just…

Francessca: You don’t trust David, I know. But if you don’t trust David wouldn’t it make more sense to not be fighting with him? I mean if you’re fighting and something shady comes up won’t he be less likely to tell you?

Zach: Why don’t you and I talk about your Dad later I came to see this guy my vey first nephew!

Francessca: You know you’re the first person besides Jamie to feed him.

Zach: Yeah?

Francessca: Yep!

Zach: How bout that? (He grins proudly snuggling the baby closer to him)

Zach: Wow! He’s got some grip. (He strokes the babies small fingers Logan grasps his them wrapping his tiny fist around it making Zach’s face light with joy)

Francessca: You think his grip is tight trying taking that bottle from him. It’s like taking a bag of lime flavored Doritos from his father. (They both laugh)

Zach: How’s Jamie?

Francessca: Wonderful! (She sighs) I’ve never seen him so happy! How are my little guys? (She walks to the bassinet shaking out then re-laying the blankets)

Zach Great! They can’t wait to meet their little cousins although I had to straighten them out a little on what he can and mostly can’t do right now.

Francessca: Yeah I think we had that conversation too. (She nods and giggles)

Zach: Kendall’s going to bring them by after school.

Francessca: Oh cool! (She finishes with the basinet pushing it next to Zach)

Zach: Hey I got him something look in the bag! (He places the bottle on the table then shifts the baby on to his shoulder and pats his back as Francessca fishes through the tissue paper)  

Francessca: Ahh his first Red Wings jersey a tiny hockey stick and a puck! (She grins remembering the first jersey Zach had bought her)

Zach: We have to start him out right and I figured when he started teething you could stick the puck in the freezer and let him chew on it. (He grins as he stands placing the baby in the basinet)

Francessca: You’re kidding right? (She stares up at him her expression perplexed)

Zach: I’m serious! Best thing for a teething baby! I used to do it for you when you were teething. 

Francessca: Ahh huh. (She nods placing the items back in the bag and chuckling)

Sophia: Heellooo! (She calls peeping around the edge of the door then coming in)

Zach: Hey! How are you gorgeous! (He comes towards her giving her a kiss on the cheek and a hug)

Sophia: Well “Hi” yourself handsome! Let me look at you! Still handsome as ever! (She says hugging and kissing him again)

Zach: And you are still the most beautiful deli owner in all of Brooklyn!

Sophia: Married life agrees with you! (She says poking at his middle and laughing)

Zach: Most days.

Sophia: So where’s you beautiful wife? (Looking quickly around the room)

Zach: She was meeting with clients she’s going to bring the boys by later.

Sophia: Wonderful! Hey I’m bringing you some thing from the store that’s if Nicky and Tony ever get here! (Rolling her eyes to the heavens)

Francessca: Nicky and Tony are coming? (She finishes tucking her son smiling up at her Grandmother her eyes glittering with excitement)

Sophia: Are you kidding (She huffs plopping in to Zach’s vacant chair) they would have been here last night but somebody had to close the store.

Francessca: Who’s going to watch the store while you’re all here?

Sophia: Your uncle Nunzio and your cousin Angelo said they’d keep an eye on it. (She smiles down proudly down at the baby then up at Zach)  So what do you think?

Zach: I was just telling Francessca how beautiful he is.

Sophia: He is isn’t he? (Lovingly re-tucking his blankets as Zach hugs Francessca kissing her forehead)

Zach: You do good work kid.

Tony: Yo! Yo! Yo! (He says coming through the door carrying a large cooler followed by his brother)

Nicky: Heyyyy! What’s going on?

Sophia: Finally! (Throwing her hands in the air)  I could have walked faster!

Tony: Sorry, (He places the cooler on the floor then kisses his aunt hello) blame Mr. Navigator! (He grins nodding his head towards his brother)

Nicky: Me? You’re the one that kept callin da place Pine Sticks!

Francessca: Hey! Come here! (She says jumping in to his arms and hugging him tight and then doing the same to Tony)

Nicky: Uncle Zach how are ya? (He shakes his hand in the same motion pulling him in for a hug with a resounding pat on the back his brother walking to him and doing the same)

Zach: My God look at you guys! The last time I saw you two you were just skinny kids! Running up and down the street with baseball gloves hanging from a stick)

Tony: Not anymore (He grins proudly flexing his bicep and nodding)

Nicky: Your looking good yourself! (He slaps his hands together rushing to the bassinet and peering in his brother at his side) Now let me see this little dude!

Tony: Ah man look at him!

Nicky: Man he’s so tiny!

Francessca: You want to hold him?

Nicky: I don’t want to break him. (A nervous grin on his lips)

Zach: He’s a Slater you can’t break them. (He looks over at Francessca and winks)

Sophia: Not till you both wash your hands! (She chastises pointing toward the bathroom) Just don’t let the nurse catch you!

Tony: You go ahead Nick I’ll wait. (He sits on the side of the bed next to his cousin watching the baby) So we stopped by your parents place on our way in to drop off some stuff Aunt Phi had us bring, man that is some place!

Nicky: I almost got lost coming out of the kitchen! (Drying his hands and tossing the paper in to the trashcan as he comes out)  Okay let me have him!

Francessca: Watch his head. (He reaches out his arms taking the baby from Francessca smiling broadly and cooing)

Nicky: Oh man would you look at him!

Tony: Let me see him! (He reaching for him as his brother turns and pulls away stepping a few paces away his brother trailing behind) 

Nicky: Hey, wait your turn!

Francessca: Guys! (She chides with a laugh) He’s a baby not a football. (Just as the nurse comes through the door)

Nurse: Sorry everyone Mr. Logan here needs to get checked out. (She takes the baby from Nicky placing him back in the basinet) and wheels him towards the door)

Francessca: Ahh, Bye pumpkin I’ll see you in a little while.

Nurse:  We’ll be right back.

All; Bye!

Sophia: Here let me hold the door for you I’m going to run to the little girls room I’ll be right back! (She lets the nurse pass with the baby then scurries down the hall towards to the ladies room)

Tony: That sucks I didn’t get to hold him! (He sulks plopping down on the edge of the bed)

Nicky: I promise we won’t leave till you do kay? (He pats him on the back winking to his Zach and his Aunt)

Tony: Kay, Hey, so you named him Logan after Uncle Mike nice! (He nods in approval)

Nicky: Yeah I like it. (He nods in agreement)

Tony: I miss your Dad sometimes. (His voice tinged with sadness)

Nicky: Hey (He practically shouts break the momentary somberness) remember when you all came to visit.

Tony: And we went camping on the roof? (His face brightening at the memory)

Francessca: Cause Aunt Marie was afraid if we went to the woods we’d be eaten by black bears! (They all laugh)

Zach: Oh yeah! So we took you kids camping on the roof complete with tents and trees. (He grins at the memory of them roasting marshmallows over the hibachi)

Francessca: And my Dad played that cheesy woodland tape he found and we went fishing in the kiddy pool! (They all laugh again)

Tony: That was so much fun!

Sophia: Remember the time I took you both to Vegas with me? (She looks from Nick to Tony)

Tony: And Uncle Zach was supposed to be keeping an eye on us?

Nicky: And we tried to sneak on to the casino floor through the dressing rooms?

Francessca: And Dad had to pick us up from casino jail! I’ll never forget his face! (They all laugh uproariously)

Zach: I’d almost forgotten about that! Your Dad boy he let me have it for that one. (Michael stands on the other side of the door listening to the sounds of laughter as Zach and the other laugh and reminisce. He shakes his head feeling a pang of jealousy rip though his chest and turns from the door walking back down the hall feeling an anger he hadn’t felt in a long time burn with in him)

Scene Shift:

Rego traverses the halls of the hospital carrying a gigantic stuffed elephant and grinning like a movie star on the red carpet. The last twenty-four hours had been incredible he’d delivered a baby and had just sealed a multi-billion dollar deal without his father and he’d made peace with his stepbrother and his wife. Things seemed to be getting better. He turns the corner practically running headlong into Cassandra. The interaction not unnoticed by Sophia who had spotted her as she’d left the room. She’d recognized her immediately from her pictures that had been plastered all over the papers. She’d chatted with the nurse as they walked the baby to the nursery her eyes glued to her as she stood leaning against the entrance to the maternity ward watching the hall. Her first instincts had been to give her a five across the face as she and then nurse parted ways but something told her to just watch she stood in front of the window watching the doctor give the baby his check up with one eye and Cassandra with the other. As she scam the visitors coming off the elevator till she spotted her prey then purposely walks in to his path)

Rego: Oh! I’m very sorry! (He says stopping short and smiling) Cassandra! Hey! What are you doing here in the maternity ward?

Cassandra: You caught me.

Rego: What are you up to?

Cassandra: Nothing really I was visiting Randi and my curiosity just got the best of me.

Rego: The feeing was just so overwhelming you risked running in to Francessca?

Cassandra: The media has just been “Oooing” and “Ahhing” all day I just had to come see for my self.

Rego: So what do you think?

Cassandra: He is pretty cute and if you ever tell Francessca or Jamie I said so I’ll kill you!

Rego: I won’t.  I’m sorry about yesterday as you know I was held up.

Cassandra: Don’t worry about it. Maybe we can meet up later?

Rego: I don’t know I was kind of hoping to make it an early night.

Cassandra: I really need to talk to you it’s important.

Rego: Really Cassandra I’ve had an exhausting twenty-four hours.

Cassandra: Please Rego I know you must be exhausted but I wouldn’t ask if it wasn’t.

Rego: Okay I’ll call you in about an hour as soon as I’m finished here okay.

Cassandra: Thanks I’ll talk to you later?

Rego: I promise. (Rego continues down the hall stopping by the nursery window and peers in)

Sophia: They’re cute aren’t they? (She says coming up beside him)

Rego: Very. (He smiles back at her then back to the nursery) How are you Mrs. Logan?

Sophia: Very well better now that my great grandson is safe. Listen I wanted to thank you for everything you did for my granddaughter yesterday.

Rego: Nothing to thank me for it was my pleasure.

Sophia: Yesterday I saw the man my granddaughter saw he’s not such a bad fellow. (She smiles slyly watching him from the corner of her eye)

Rego: Thank you.

Sophia: Are you looking for Francessca?

Rego: Yes I forgot to ask what room they’re in.

Sophia: She’s down the hall here at the end on the right.

Rego: Thank you. (He says turning to leave Sophia’s voice stopping him)

Sophia: Do you mind if I tell you something?

Rego: I don’t think I could stop you.(He smiles nervously)

Sophia: That girl you were talking to. (She nods toward the entrance behind her brow creased)

Rego: Cassandra?

Sophia: Yeah her. She’s been lurking around her for the past fifteen minutes.

Rego: She just came up to see the baby.

Sophia: Really? (She nods in mock surprise) That’s what she said?

Rego: Yeah she asked me not to tell anyone but she thought he was really cute. (Sounding like a conspirators whispering)

Sophia: She said that huh? (She says rolling her eyes to the ceiling)

Rego: But that’s just between you and I.

Sophia: I think you had better keep an eye on that one (She stops at the door a moment) she’s been lurking by the entrance for the maternity ward for fifteen minutes and never once looked in the nursery besides the baby wasn’t in nursery he was in the room with his mother. The doctor is just finishing up. If it were me I’d wonder, if someone lies about something so small what else will they lie about but that’s just me. You do what you want. (She shrugs) There’s nurse she’s bringing the baby back to the room now just follow her and I’ll see you in a moment. (She turns and walks towards the ladies room leaving Rego to mull her words as he follows the nurse)

Jack and Tea, Brooke and Oliver 09/24/2013

Brooke and Oliver walk in to “Carmen and Krystal’s” practically beaming as Oliver passes out cigars to the male patrons as they walk toward the counter.

Krystal: Congratulations Grandma and Grandpa! (She squeals coming around the counter to hug each of them) How are Jamie, Francessca and the baby?

Brooke: The proud parents couldn’t be happier and Logan is beautiful!

Oliver: He is the most handsome baby in the nursery!

Krystal: You’re not just a little prejudice huh? (She teases as Oliver lays his hand on his chest in mock modesty)

Oliver: Me? Never!

Krystal: So what can a get you?

Oliver: A booth and whatever the lady wants on the menu!

Krystal: You two have a seat wherever you like and I’ll be right back

Brooke: Thanks Krystal.

Oliver: So how are you doing Grandma? (He puts arm around her as they walk to a booth)

Brooke: It’s strange and wonderful all at the same time. (She smiles wistfully as she slides in to the seat)

Oliver: I know how you feel you’re sad that your baby has grown and has family of his own and happy all at the same time.

Brooke: You hit the nail right on the head.

Oliver: I’m feeling the same way and maybe just a little remorseful. I mean if my son hadn’t been such a fool this would all be entirely different.

Brooke: I always try to tell myself that life always works out the way it’s supposed too.

Oliver: Why shouldn’t you? In your case you have a wonderful daughter in-law and a beautiful grandson. In my case I have and immature son who runs around with the town strumpet!  (He shrugs then looks puzzled as Brooke laughs uproariously till tears slide down her cheeks)

Brooke: I’m sorry! I’m really sorry I know how serious you’re being but I have not heard that word used since my Aunt Phoebe passed away.

Oliver: I’m glad I amuse you. (He grimaces as Brooke smiles and gives him a kick hug)

Brooke: Oh, I don’t think you have anything to worry about besides Rego and Cassandra haven’t been together since she’s moved in with that Mr. St. Jacque.

Oliver: Not according to the “The Sun” the other day. (He retorts knowing in his gut those two were still at it)

Brooke: Oliver you know better than to believe anything that rag prints. She scoffs opening her menu and glancing over the contents)

Oliver: Despite the ridiculous headlines there actually is some useful information in it. (He picks up his own menu skimming through as he talks)

Brooke: I really don’t think Rego would be foolish enough to keep seeing her do you?

Oliver: Unfortunately I do and from what I know, Devereaux St. Jacque is not a man to be trifled with. (He grunts placing the menu down on the table)

Brooke: You don’t think he would hurt Rego do you? (Her voice filled with concern Oliver shrugs again)

Oliver: I can’t be sure but who knows what an angry jealous man will do?

Brooke: Lets just hope what you read in “The Sun” is just a rumor.

Jack: I hear congratulation are in order. (He cheers Tea by his side)

Brooke: Jack good to see you! (She stands giving his cheek a kiss and a hug)

Jack: You look beautiful as always Red or should I saw Grandma and Grandpa Red? (He reaches out shaking Oliver’s hand)

Brooke Oh Thank you!

Oliver: Here have a cigar! (He claps him on the back jovially as he hands him the cigar)

Jack: Brooke, Oliver you remember Tea Delgado?

Brooke: Yes we met at the wedding. (She reaches out her hand to Brooke and Oliver)

Tea: Yes, Good to see you both.

Oliver: Lovely to see you again. Why don’t you both join us?

Jack: Tea?

Tea: We’d love to, (She smiles at Jack and the two slide in to the booth opposite brook and Oliver) so new grandchild boy or girl?

Brooke: A beautiful baby boy Logan Michael Martin.

Jack: How is Francessca?

Brooke: Fine practically glowing.

Oliver: You would think she gave birth in an elevator everyday! (They all laugh as Krystal comes to the table pad in hand)

Krystal: I guess I’ll have to give you all some more time.

Jack: Not necessary if you guys are ready to order. (He looks around the table everyone nods in agreement)

Brooke: I know what I want how about you Oliver?

Oliver: I’m having the ribs!

Tea: That’s double for us. (She smiles bumping Jack with hr shoulder then winks)

Brooke: Make that four.

Krystal: If you don’t mind a suggestion I bring y’all three racks and sides it cheaper that way and you actually get more.

Oliver: Fine! I don’t know about you Jack but I’m starved.

Jack: You and me both! We’ve been working all afternoon.

Krystal: Okay I’ll be right back! (She gathers the menus and heads for the counter)

Brooke: Tough case?

Tea: Just one, we had to do a little re-thinking.

Jack: Lucky for me I have one of the best legal brains in the state of Pennsylvania on my side. (He puts his arm around her shoulder giving it a quick squeeze just as Opal walks to the table)

Opal: Hey everyone!

Brooke: Hi Opal how are you?

Oliver: Hello gorgeous. (He stands giving her hand a quick kiss making her blush)

Opal: Oh stop you old charmer!

Jack: Opal good to see you! (He stands giving her cheek a quick kiss then turning to Tea) You remember Tea Delgado?

Opal: Yes, we meet at Rhea and Michael’s wedding nice to see you again. (Her mind races a moment knowing full well Erica was not going to like this at all)

Tea: Nice to see you.

Oliver: Would you like to join us? (Shifting in his seat ready to make room)

Opal: Oh. No I just stopped to pick something up for Tad then I have to stop by Erica’s. (She looks at Tea trying to gage her reaction but her poker face gave nothing away) Did you know she’s interviewing that Devereaux St. Jacque for her TV show “New Beginnings” tomorrow?

Brooke: Good for her so I guess she’s doing a serious interview. (Mildly annoyed by Erica’s monkey see monkey do antics)

Opal: Yeah, (She smile nodding and smiling with pride)  and she asked me over to give her pre-recorded interview with some details from Tad’s accident.

Oliver: I promise I won’t miss it!

Brooke: I can’t wait to see it.

Opal: I mean it’s still pretty exciting considering the circumstances and if I can’t give an interview to my best girlfriend then what kind of friend would I be? You better than anyone know how Erica is when she wants something.

Jack: Good for you Opal!

Tea: I guess we’ll have to DVR it and watch it later. (She says moving a little closer to Jack and placing her hand in the crease of his elbow. Oh no Erica was not going to like this one bit)

Opal: Yeah I umm yeah…Oh I better go put in Tad’s order I’ll you all later. (She walks over to the counter and greets Krystal her reaction making both Jack and Tea grin devilishly leaving Brooke and Oliver curious)

Tea: I wonder what made Erica want to interview St. Jacque I mean I’ve watched her show a couple of times and it never impressed me as a hard hitting news program. (She shrugs speaking her internal question aloud)

Oliver: Probably the article that “Tempo” ran a few weeks ago. (He says with a roll of his eyes and Jack nods in agreement)

Brooke: No, I have to admit it is an interesting story he saved Tad’s life. If he hadn’t come along I shudder to think what may have happened if he hadn’t. I’d have run with it myself if I hadn’t just interviewed him.

Jack: That’s right the memorial service for Taylor is tomorrow I’d almost forgotten. (He shakes his head sadness edging his voice)

Brooke: I still can’t believe it. (Her tone matching his some of the lightness slipping from the mood)

Jack: How’s Tad holding up?

Brooke: You know Tad he tries to be strong for the girls but deep down you know he’s hurting.

Oliver: Who wouldn’t you marry the woman of your dreams one minute only to loose her in the next. That’s why you have to savor each one.

Tea: You’re absolutely right Oliver because in the end the only thing left, are the memories. (Her mind filling with memories her heart with the emptiness of loss)

Rego and Oliver (Earlier) 09/23/2013

Rego walks in to the dinning and heads straight for the server and grabs a plate heaping it with eggs and fresh fruit smiling happily at the sounds of his father’s boastful cheers.

Oliver: There he is the man of the hour! (He grinning turning the newspaper and showing Rego the image of him Francessca and the baby on the cover) So how does it feel to bring my first Grandson in to the world?

Rego: I have to admit it’s a pretty amazing feeling!

Oliver: How did you sleep?

Rego: Like a rock. I don’t think I’ve slept that well in a long time.

Oliver: Good! It’s always easier to sleep when your demons stop chasing you.

Rego: I suppose you a have a point. After the baby was born right before the doors opened I think Francessca and I finally came to an understanding.

Oliver: So no more kicking you across rooms? (He grins devilishly making them both chuckle)

Rego: No, I think those days are over.

Oliver: I want you to know I’m very proud of you. (He reaches out slapping his son on the back then pulling his head to him and kissing the top of it)

Rego: Thanks father that means a lot to me.

Brooke: Well you should be very proud of yourself you did a wonderful thing yesterday! I got off the phone with Jamie a little while ago he says Francessca and the baby are doing great!

Brooke: It was a very brave thing you did yesterday thank you again Rego for everything! (She says grasping the top of his head and kissing it making him grin broader as he chews.  Brooke walks to the server and begins to help herself to breakfast)

Rego: I don’t know what everyone keeps going on about I really didn’t do anything Francessca did all the work.

Brooke: Don’t underestimate what you did. Women have died during childbirth and still do.

Oliver: Thank God nothing like that happened.

Brooke: You can say that again.

Rego: So how’s Jamie?

Brooke: When I talked to him he sounded exhausted but still on cloud nine. He’s so proud. (She places her plate on the table then reaches for a coffee cup and fills it before sitting at the table)

Rego: He should be that’s a beautiful boy he’s got there and that’s not just proud uncle talking. If I didn’t have a meeting I’d go over to the hospital with you.

Brooke: Well why don’t you? I was going to go by before I go over to the office today I thought I’d go over to the hospital and take a peak in on them.

Rego: Because I set this up months ago I can’t cancel now besides, the publicity may work in my favor.

Oliver: Why don’t we let Holmberg handle it the sneaky little weasel has been itching to get his hands on something for weeks!

Rego: No, I really should take this I’ll come over when I’m done.

Oliver: Suit yourself you can tell me all about it later. I have a gift I want to give the proud parents. (He says reaching in his pocket and handing Brooke an envelope) I met with my lawyers last night and I had this set up all I need is the babies name and it’s ready to go. (Grinning like a like a cat who swallowed a canary as he hands her the envelope)

Brooke: You had a two million dollar trust fund set up? I can’t believe you did that! Thank you. (She jumps from her seat hugging him and showering his face with kisses)

Oliver: Of course! Who knows by the time he gets older that may be the cost of a really good education. You handle the meeting Brooke and I are going to the hospital! I’ve been dying to get my hands on that baby since woke up. 

Brooke: That’s if you can pry him away from Sophia!

Oliver: Who is this Sophia again?

Rego: Francessca’s grandmother very formidable woman. (Remembering his last encounter with her and her nephews his rear still smarting at the memory)

Oliver: I look forward to meeting her.

Scene Shift: Sophia walks in to Francessca’s room arms loaded down with bags. Grinning even broader when she see’s her great-grandson nursing in his mother’s arms.

Sophia: There he is! Nonnie’s beautiful baby boy! And all the ladies in “Lacey’s” agreed with me. Nice store by the way! I got this beautiful outfit for when he goes home. And where the heck did all these flowers come from? My God it’s like a florist in here! Good grief how many Teddy bears can one kid have?

Francessca: Morning Nonnie. Most of them are from family and friends some from Oliver’s, my Mom and Zach’s business associates others from I guess you would call them fans which is nice but just a little weird and with people now days. After I have Zach’s people check them then them to the Miranda center and the Women’s Shelter.

Sophia: Yeah you can’t be too careful now days.

Francessca: So you like “Lacey”s” huh? I guess you cleaned them out?

Sophia: Not quiet. I was looking for a bassinet set and my goodness they had some of most ugly things you have ever seen! I walked over to the sales girl and I told her and she agreed with me and pulled a couple from the back for me that had just come in. Here look! (She opens the shopping bag pulling the set partially out and showing her the fabric)

Francessca: Very pretty! What else do you have in those bags Grandma? (Sounding like the character from the Goldilocks cartoon they both loved and laugh)

Sophia: All kinds of goodies! You want to see?

Francessca: Sure you want to hold him while I look?

Sophia: Are you kidding? Oh look at him so handsome! Come to Nonnie that loves you best! (Taking the baby from Francessca and cradling him in her arms as Francessca sifts through the bags)

Francessca: You are going to spoil him rotten.

Sophia: That’s what Grandma’s do! I did the same thing to you and you turned out just fine!

Francessca: Ooo! (She coo’s pulling the bed set from the bag)

Sophia: I knew you’d like that one.

Francessca: It’s so cute! (She unfolds it spreading it across the bed and admiring it)

Sophia: So tell me about yesterday you and the prince that became a frog? You disappointed it wasn’t the way you planned? 

Francessca: It was the way it was supposed to be I’m at peace with it.

Sophia: You and that Rego character made peace, good! It will be a lot easier that way when you’re trying to raise your son. (She looks down at the sleepy child then back to Francessca her brow furrowed as she folds the quilt and places it back in the bag)

Francessca: Jamie is Logan’s father.

Sophia: You’re going with that huh? (She rolls her eyes shifting the baby in her arms and pulling the blanket closer around him)

Francessca: Yes, (She says over her shoulder knowing her grandmother wouldn’t let it go till she had the last word even as she said it) yesterday didn’t change anything at all.

Sophia: You know how I feel about that but I’ll just keep that to myself.

Francessca: Thanks Nonnie. (She sighs in relief)

Sophia: Oh before I forget go in my purse your Aunt Marie sent the baby something. (She smiles a happy secret smile as Francessca open the small box holding the tiny cross in the palm of her hand)

Francessca: Oh wow!

Sophia: Every baby in this family is christened with that cross and so will you! That’s right! (She snuggles him closer as Logan yawns) When you’re christened your going to wear the same cross as your Grandfather! Yes you are! (He yawns again then closes his eyes)  I remember when your father was this age. Do you know he cried one day for eight hours straight? I thought your Grandfather would pull his hair out!

Brooke: Hello! (She says peaking her head thru the door then coming through followed by Oliver) Hi! Ohhhh! (She says quickly kissing Francessca’s check then makes a Beeline straight for Sophia and the baby)

Francessca: Hi nice to see you Oliver. (She smiles hugging him quickly)

Oliver: Nice to see you my dear you look beautiful.

Francessca: I know I don’t but thank you for saying that.

Oliver: Don’t argue you look beautiful! (He kisses her cheek then turns and walks toward Sophia)  Now let me see the man of the hour.

Sophia: Here he is! (She says smiling proudly)

Francessca: Oliver Sherrigan this is my Grandmother Sophia Logan.

Oliver: Wonderful to meet you.

Sophia: Lovely to meet you too. Here why don’t one of you take him please I need to stretch my legs.

Brooke: You don’t have to ask me twice!

Sophia: There was a beautiful little snowsuit I saw at “Lacy’s” I want to get before somebody snatches it up.

Francessca: Nonnie He has enough stuff really.

Sophia: Never you mind, (She says grabbing up her bags and purse and walking towards the door) besides your Uncle Zach gave me a limo at my disposal so I’m going to go pick that up, drop theses things off and I’ll be right back. Very nice meeting you both!

Oliver: Nice meeting you!

Brooke: Nice seeing you again!

Sophia: I’ll see you all later! Bye my sweetheart! (She says blowing a kiss to the baby then bouncing out the door her arms loaded)

Oliver: He’s a very handsome baby you and Jamie do nice work!

Francessca: I think so.

Oliver: Kind of reminds me of Rego at that age.

Brooke: He has his lower lip pushed out just like Jamie used to.

Oliver: Sweetheart I meant to give you this it’s for the Logan. (He says reaching in his breast pocket and handing her an envelope she looks from Brooke to Oliver as she opens it her eyes opening wide as she reads it)

Oliver: I set up a trust fund for him.

Francessca: Oh my God Oliver Thank you. (She says hugging him then Brooke) this is way too generous.

Oliver: Nonsense! It’s not every day that my grandson is born! (He says looking down at the sleeping child in Brooke’s arms)

Francessca: Wow! Jamie and I really thank you both. (She stares down at it again still unbelieving)

Brooke: It was our pleasure.

Francessca: It’s just so unbelievable really!

Jamie: Hey honey (He says holding her close and kissing her) how’s…hey everyone! (Looking up and noticing his mother and stepfather)

Brooke: Hi Honey!

Oliver: Congratulations! (He hugs Jamie and hands him a cigar) We were just admiring your son.

Jamie: Isn’t he beautiful?

Brooke: You’ll get no argument from me!

Oliver: So are you both ready for the no sleep and two-am feedings?

Jamie: Are you kidding? I can’t wait to get my family home! (He says pulling Francessca closer and kissing her)

Francessca: Look what your Mom and Oliver just gave Logan!

Jamie: Oh, my…(his voice trails off) Thank you! this is really unbelievable! 

Randi: What’s unbelievable? (She smiles pushing past the open door and rolling in to the room)

Francessca: Randi! (She squeals running to her and hugging her tightly) How are you? How are you feeling?

Randi: I have never been better. (She smiles looking happier and optimistic that Francessca had seen her in months)

Francessca: I’m really glad you’re here.

Randi: Do you think I could stay away! (She rolls closer to the chair where Brooke sits) Look at him he’s gorgeous Mommy! (She smiles back at Francessca)

Francessca: Thank you! How are you? Frankie said you were getting out of here?

Randi: Doctors said I could go home tomorrow! (She squeals with excitement)

Francessca: That’s great! (She smiles happily hugging her again) Frankie must be ecstatic! 

Randi: He’s been bouncing off the walls and so have I. (She laughs) So tell me what’s so unbelievable?

Francessca: Oliver and Brooke set up a Trust Fund for Logan.

Randi: Holy cow! How long before he can sign a loan?

Francessca: I think it will be a while. (They both laugh)

Randi: Listen when Jamie gets off work why don’t you come by my room and we can talk.

Francessca: That will be great around six? (She looks towards Jamie who nods his head in agreement)

Jamie: Yeah it will give Logan and me sometime to catch up. (He smiles don at his sleeping son in his mother’s arms then back at Randi)

Randi: Cool, and that’s just the person I came to see and I think it’s my turn to hold him!

Tad and Opal 09/09/2013

Opal sits in a chair beside Tad’s bed holding a yellow legal pad and reading off her list.

Opal: Okay so we have the flowers, the music oh and the girls and Phillip put together one of those CD with pictures to run during the memorial service.

Tad: Yeah that’s great Momma.

Opal: How you doing honey.

Tad: I’m okay stop fussing. Stop! How are the girls?

Opal: They’re fine Ruthie took them over to the Miranda center for their art lesson then they’re coming here to see the baby. Oh Tad you should see them they are so excited to be Aunts!

Tad: Yeah Kathy was telling me on the phone last night she wanted the baby to call her Aunt Kathy.

Opal: You should gave heard them trying to trace the family line with Phillip. Oh and your little girl is in love Tad. She thinks that Phillip hung the moon!

Tad: Yeah Jenny was teasing her about it yesterday. How’s he doing by the way? I haven’t seen much of him.

Opal: He’s off to the University this morning with Chuck. He’s a nice boy been real helpful to Joe and Ruthie and such a charmer! He’s got Jenny and Kathy eating right out of his hands. Kind of reminds me of you at that age,

Tad: God I hope not or Pine Valley is in trouble!

Opal: Well if he’s not careful he’s going to charm himself in to a heap of trouble just like someone else I know.

Tad: What makes you say that?

Opal: Well I was over to Ruthie’s this morning you know discussing the program and while I was there the phone must have rung at least four times with four different girls looking for him.

Tad: Just four?

Opal: Ha ha very funny! I’m serious Tad!

Tad: Why are you answering Mom’s phone in the first place?

Opal: We were waiting for a call from the caterers and Ruthie was trying to get the girls lunch so she asked me to man the phones.

Tad: I guess you and Mom have everything under control.

Opal: Yep, everything’s a go for tomorrow I’m sorry you’re not going to be there are you sure you don’t want to take Rhea up on wiring your room?

Tad: No, I’m okay Momma. Now tell me more about my nephew. So who are these girls?

Opal: Well two said they met him at the park, one said the Mall and one said the Miranda Center and they just couldn’t stop giggling. All I’m saying is somebody better keep an eye on the boy.

Tad: That boy is a grown man and world traveled. He just spent six years studying abroad I think he can handle him self.

Opal: Judging by that phone I think that’s the problem.

Tad: So you want me to talk to him?

Opal: I think someone should or there’s going to be a trail of broken hearts from here to Ireland.

Tad: I’m just his Uncle I barley know the kid really, what about Jake? Or, his grandparents wouldn’t that be better coming from his Grandparents better yet his parents?

Opal: Come on Tad, Ruth and Joe have enough on their plates right now besides you’re really just laying here. You could be kind of his mentor you know. Show him the ropes and pit falls you’d be doing Ruth and Joe a big favor.

Tad: Okay.

Opal: So you’ll do it?

Tad: I said okay. (he sighs laying his head back against the pillow and starring at the ceiling)

Opal: Now I’d better get on to the caterers and give them this deposit. (She pushes the chair back picking it up and placing it in the corner) I’ll be back later. And if you’re a good boy I’ll bring you back something from  “Carmen and Krystal’s”.

Tad: Momma bring me some ribs please? (His head popping up off the pillow his eye brightening)

Opal: That’s going to be a little messy don’t you think? (She looks down at him wrinkling her nose in distaste)

Tad: I have to have some fun some how. (He grins devilishly throwing his hands in the air and shrugging)

Opal: Keep it up and they’re going to have to roll you out of here.

Tad: They have to roll me out of here now!

Opal: Very funny! I’ll see you later.

Tad: Okay I’ll see you. (Tad waits a moment then turns to Phil who’s standing behind the door) Is that what you wanted?

Phil: That’s a part of it.

Tad: What’s the other part?

Phil: I can’t tell you but you’ll know when it happens.

Tad: This is ridiculous! Why me? Haven’t I been through enough?

Phil: The big man thinks you’re perfect for the job so who are we to argue.

Tad: Yeah, yeah, yeah!

Phil: All I can say it that it’s important.

Tad: Can’t you just give me a hint?

Phil: She’s coming back I have to go.

Opal: Sorry Love-Bug I forgot my bag.

Tad: Right there on the windowsill.

Opal: Who was just here?

Tad: No one.

Opal: I thought I heard you talking to somebody and I feel as if someone was just here. (She looks around the room sure she’d felt something just moment before the door opened)

Tad: No one was here.

Opal: Then who were you talking too? (Still feeling something but now she wasn’t sure)

Tad: I was leaving myself a message on my voice mail. (He picks up his phone and waves it at her)

Opal: Oh okay well I’m off I’ll be back in a bit. (She tosses over her shoulder picking her purse up checking it’s contents as she walks distractedly towards the door)

Tad: See ya. (Tad waits a couple of seconds then glowers at Phil)

Phil: That was close.

Tad: She’s going to catch you! She can feel you man.

Phil: Don’t worry about it I have all under control she lurking outside the door right now (He says pointing at the TV and disappearing in the same moment)

“TV: Dude! How the heck do you know? You can’t see through walls” (Opal looks up at the TV then at Tad who smiles at her with one brow raised his hands in the air palms up she smiles weakly looks up at the TV again then leaves the room looking confused and shaking her head)

Tad: Man you have to stop!

Phil: Come on you have to admit that was funny! (He says letting out the laugh he’d been smother and receives a quelling look from Tad making him laugh harder)

Tad: Yeah it was, the look on her face it was priceless. (The two burst out in peels of laughter)