Days of our Lives: The Alternate Timeline

EPISODE 193

Written by A. Washington-Beeby
Story Consultant: C. Nathaniel Richardson & Nick Monarco

In the University Hospital waiting room, Kim stands with her son, Andrew, placing a hand on Kim’s shoulder, while Marlena stands in front of her, holding both Kim’s hands in hers tightly. Kim looks down, avoiding Marlena’s gaze, as she thinks over everything Marlena’s just told her to try to comfort her.

ANDREW: Mom…Marlena’s right. We’re here for you. Both of us. We want to help you through this, and if you’re feeling alone right now, you don’t have to.

MARLENA: Andrew’s right, Kimmy. I would NEVER do anything purposely to hurt you. Please know that. And don’t ever be afraid to reach out.

Kim looks up at Marlena, and then at her son. She tears up, trying to hold the tears in. Finally, she nods slowly.

KIM: I know. (sigh) And thank you. Both of you. You…(sigh) I know I’ve been a lot to handle lately. I just…dammit, I’ve GOT a lot to handle.

Kim smiles through her tears, laughing at herself.

KIM: But I don’t have to handle all of it myself. And I know I try to. Just…Heh…

Kim wipes away her tears as she tries to lighten the mood around her.

KIM: Try not to let me, please?

Marlena smiles earnestly, as Andrew pulls Kim into a tight hug. As he does, Eric and Valerie enter the room. They both look nervous, and the tension in the room immediately returns, with Marlena, Kim, and Andrew all turning to face Eric and Valerie at once.

MARLENA: Eric!

ERIC: Hey, Mom.

MARLENA: Valerie, what…what’s the next step? When do we know?

Valerie looks around the room, a sense of trepidation in her voice as she tries to address everyone.

VALERIE: The next step…we wait. I sent the results to the lab, they’re gonna look it over. I put a rush on the results.

Kim interjects, impatient but trying not to sound that way.

KIM: So when will we know?

VALERIE: We should find out whether Eric carries the gene that would potentially pass down Roman’s dementia to him in…well…less than 24 hours.

Kim, Marlena, Eric, and Andrew all exchange nervous glances, as Valerie bites her top lip, feeling the same tension that surrounds her.

---

In the Horton kitchen, Liam is fixing a hearty breakfast, as Jennifer walks into the room, groggy. After wiping the sleep from her eyes, she realizes Liam’s there, and looks on surprised, as Liam flips an egg in a pan on the stovetop.

JENNIFER: Liam! How did you…?

Liam turns to face Jenn and smiles, before responding, turning back to face the stovetop.

LIAM: Oh, Abby let me in on her way out to the square.

Jennifer smells the food cooking and steps in closer to inspect what’s going on.

JENNIFER: You…you might as well have stayed the night if I’d known you were gonna come back so soon to make breakfast.

LIAM: Ahhh, it’s alright! I had to go back to the house last night anyway, and check in on some stuff, so it all worked out.

Liam slides the egg onto a plate, ready with fresh toast and bacon, before walking both his and her plates to the kitchen table, where Jenn sits down.

LIAM: For you, Madame.

Jennifer looks up at Liam and smiles.

JENNIFER: You really didn’t have to go to this much trouble, you know. I’m…hardly even awake right now.

LIAM: Yeah, I noticed you were a little late getting up, what’s wrong?

Jennifer shrugs, as she looks down at her plate, almost unsure if she even has the appetite to eat. Liam sits down across the table from her, looking concerned.

JENNIFER: (sigh) I don’t know. I just…couldn’t drag myself out of bed.

LIAM: Is it work or something? I mean…I know you’ve been taking on a lot more responsibility since Anne quit, but…

JENNIFER: Yeah, I…definitely have, haven’t I? I…I honestly have no idea. I haven’t felt like this since…

LIAM: Since around the time your show ended.

Jennifer looks up at Liam suddenly, which prompts Liam’s eyes to pop out a bit.

JENNIFER: How did you…?

LIAM: I…

Before either of them can respond, Abby storms into the kitchen, visibly upset. Jennifer and Liam both look up, startled.

JENNIFER: Abby? Honey, what’s wrong?

ABBY: I don’t wanna talk about it.

Abby opens the fridge, and pulls out a pack of yogurt. Liam pipes up, as Abby closes the fridge door and opens the drawer to grab a spoon.

LIAM: You sure? You seemed fine when I arrived…

ABBY: I…I think I may…have just been dumped.

Jennifer and Liam both look at each other, shocked, before looking up at Abby.

---

Nick leads Sami, Kate, and Gabi into his office at the Titan building, all three trying to hide their nervousness, while Nick looks confident and as smug as usual.

After shutting the door behind him, Nick heads over toward his desk, as Kate immediately begins talking.

KATE: Alright, Nick, what’s this all about?

NICK: Now, come on, Kate! Don’t be hasty! I’ll get to it.

Kate and Sami exchange a quick glance, before Sami pipes up.

SAMI: Well, I don’t know how much time I have, Nick. I’ve got a lot to get done at work if I’m ever gonna…snatch Gabi away from the jaws of the Salem’s biggest botox receptacle—

KATE: OKAY, Sami, that’s a bit much, no? This is business, I think we can a little more professional…at least most of us can.

Nick interrupts the mudslinging, taking over Sami’s attempt to rebut Kate’s snide remark.

NICK: Ladies! Let’s…put our claws away for a moment, yes?

Nick smiles, as Sami and Kate pipe down, and glare at the young executive.

NICK: There’s ultimately no need for you two to be at each other’s throats like this, honestly. Gabi’s bidding war is, for all intents and purposes, over anyway!

Kate, Sami, and Gabi look at each other with confusion.

GABI: I mean…yeah, I already signed with MadWorld days ago. You knew that.

NICK: Oh, for sure! But I know Kate and Sami are putting on a good show of trying to keep the war going for my sake, and…honestly, guys…you don’t have to. I know what you’re up to.

KATE: Oh you do, now? And just what are we up to?

NICK: You’re trying to get the drop on me, and I won’t let you do that.

Sami, though slightly unnerved, still continues to play it cool, snarking back at Nick against her better judgment.

SAMI: Someone sounds paranoid. Why won’t we this time, Nick? What did the guiding spirit tell you?

Nick’s face becomes serious suddenly, as his tone of voice drops as he drops his latest bomb.

NICK:  Because I’ve decided to sell MadWorld to DiMera, and they’re intending to fold it into Countess W, so….you see, Kate? Guess you’re out of a job!

Nick smiles broadly, as Kate’s jaw drops. Sami and Gabi look at Kate to see her reaction to the news.

---

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In the Horton kitchen, Jennifer gets up from the kitchen table, and puts her arm around her daughter’s back, looking concerned and curious. Liam stands to the side, but shows concern as well.

JENNIFER: Oh Honey, what happened?

Abby stares blankly, almost oblivious to her mother’s comforting hand.

ABBY: I…I don’t know. I was talking to Jerome and he just…I thought he wanted to go to the party tonight, and he just…made some excuse and left. I just…Mom, I have no idea what I said. It’s like…like a switch went off in his head or something.

JENNIFER: Honey, you did nothing wrong. You just…(sigh) You know some guys are a bit intimidated when a girl asks them out.

ABBY: Yeah, but…Mom, it didn’t feel like that was what did it.

Liam chimes in, still standing slightly apart from Abby and Jennifer.

LIAM: Are you sure? I mean…guys can be really hard to read, Abby. They keep a lot of things bottled up.

JENNIFER: Liam’s right, Sweetie.

ABBY: No. No, it was…something else. Honestly, I feel like I’ve been the one holding back. I mean, Mom, you even said so yesterday. Maybe he’s fed up of waiting for me to open up.

LIAM: I don’t know if that’s true, Abby. The right guy would be willing to wait…and to help you feel comfortable around them.

Jennifer smiles, and nods in agreement.

JENNIFER: Exactly. Besides, if that is the reason he didn’t want to go to the party with you, then maybe you’re better off without him.

Abby tries to object, but as she begins, the doorbell rings.

ABBY: Oh come on, Mom, Jerome’s—

Abby stops mid-sentence and turns toward the door. She breaks away from her mother’s embrace and, huffily, heads for the foyer.

ABBY: I’ll get it.

In the foyer, Abby walks toward the door. Opening it, she looks up at who’s there, and is stunned.

ABBY: Chad!

Chad stands before her, smiling widely as he sees his ex- after many months.

---

Marlena and Kim walk through the lobby of Universiy Hospital, talking with each other, with a very clear reserve in how they speak to each other. Kim appears visibly shaken, while Marlena tries to keep a cool exterior, but is a bundle of nerves inside, herself.

MARLENA: So, are you going to the party tonight?

KIM: No, I don’t…I don’t think that’s such a great idea.

Marlena stops and turns to look at Kim, slightly concerned.

MARLENA: You sure? I think getting out of the house could do you some good. You’ve been so cooped up lately.

Kim smiles half-heartedly.

KIM: Marlena, as much as I agree with you, it just…it isn’t the same without Shane.

Marlena nods, understanding Kim’s position.

MARLENA: Believe me. I know. I wish John would be there tonight. (sigh) But…what are you gonna do? I’m just…I’m gonna go to support Maggie and Julie.

KIM: That’s good. I know Andrew’s going too. Were you uh…were you planning to bring Roman with you?

MARLENA: I think it might be good for him, actually. Some faces that may be familiar to him and all.

Kim nods, still reluctant to make eye contact with Marlena. Marlena senses Kim’s sadness, and presses one more time.

MARLENA: Kimberly…are you absolutely sure you don’t want to go tonight? You…seem to be…so alone.

Kim shakes her head, looking up at Marlena and smiling for a moment.

KIM: No, no. I umm…I need to talk to Valerie about something…nothing to do with Roman, before you ask. And then I’d…I’d just like to spend some time with Theresa. You know?

Marlena smiles warmly.

MARLENA: I understand. I’m sure you know, coma patients can hear us speaking to them. And I think you speaking with her will help her recover, Kim. I can feel it.

Kim smiles, starting to tear up a little again.

KIM: Thanks.

As Marlena reaches out and rubs Kim’s shoulder affectionately, Daniel steps toward them from the nurses’ station, and Kim calls out to him.

KIM: Oh, Daniel!

DANIEL: Kimberly! Good to see you. In fact, you are exactly the person I wanted to see.

KIM: Oh…wow, it’s been awhile since any man’s said that to me.

Marlena and Kim chuckle to each other, as Daniel responds.

DANIEL: Yeah, well…I think that smile on your face is gonna hold for a bit longer.

KIM: Why’s that?

DANIEL: Well, I….I don’t wanna get your hopes up, but…I think there may be some improvement with Theresa’s condition.

Kim’s jaw drops, as Marlena stands next to her, equally stunned.

---

At Crystal’s apartment, Sheryl finishes brushing her long, dyed red hair, and readies her disguise, about to put in her coloured contacts. As she begins to put the first one in, there is a knock at her door. Sheryl calls out to the person there.

SHERYL: Just a minute!

Stopping before she puts the contact in, returning it to its case, and shaking the contact solution from her finger, Sheryl walks to the door and looks through the peephole, she smiles, and opens the door for Jerome to return.

As he steps into the room, Sheryl closes the door behind him, and Jerome hands her a small earbud. Sheryl looks down at it, slightly confused.

JEROME: Take this.

Sheryl takes the earbud, and holds it up.

SHERYL: And what exactly am I going to do with it?

JEROME: That’s gonna be how we communicate while you’re at the party.

Sheryl walks over to the kitchenette, and pours herself another coffee, while Jerome asks her questions about her plan.

SHERYL: So where will you be for all this?

JEROME: I’ll be at the Java Café. No one will be suspicious cos there’s people there morning, noon, and night playing video games and they talk some wild stuff, so I’ll blend in just fine.

SHERYL: Okay. So at my end, just so we’re clear, I’m going in early. I’ll make sure I blend with the wait staff setting up for the event.

JEROME: Okay, that’ll give me time to get set up. The moment you locate Jordan at the party, I’ma turn off the security system and main power to the building, they’ll be on backup generators.

SHERYL: And you know how to access that.

Jerome sideeyes Sheryl, slightly annoyed by her question.

JEROME: I have figured out systems way more difficult that Titan Enterprises. Give me a damn break.

Sheryl holds her hands up, knowing she’s offended Jerome.

SHERYL: Alright! Alright! Sorry I asked. So…once you’ve turned the system off, the cameras will be out of order, I can get down to Nick’s office, and take care of him, then get out with Jordan to the street.

JEROME: And you’re not parking underground.

SHERYL: Right, because there’s no guarantee the gate will work if the power’s off.

JEROME: You got it. Now, have Jordan change on the drive up. Once you’ve swapped cars, get Jordan to drive the rest of the way, and you can change. Then drive off the embankment, and you call me when you get to where you’re going, and only then.

Sheryl nods, clutching the earpiece in her hand tightly. After a moment, Sheryl sighs, suddenly feeling a wave of nervousness.

SHERYL: Right. I think I’m ready.

Jerome laughs, shaking his head at Sheryl’s sudden nervousness.

JEROME: You better be ready, or you’ll be dead. And you better hope to Hell that Jordan doesn’t try to fight you on this.

SHERYL: Yeah, well…she hasn’t before.

JEROME: She hasn’t had a reason to before.

Sheryl glares back at Jerome, before walking toward the door to show him out. He follows casually behind her.

SHERYL: …And even if she does, I’ll make sure she follows direction.

Opening the door to show Jerome out, Sheryl turns and smiles, her old confidence returning.

SHERYL: Trust me.

JEROME: Well…Good luck. Please, Sheryl. Make sure you follow my every instruction on this.

SHERYL: I will. You’re my eyes and ears in there, so I’ll have to.

JEROME: Don’t forget that. And for the last time…my name never appears in the same sentence as any of this. You got that?

SHERYL: It’s a deal.

Jerome walks out, and Sheryl closes the door behind him. Leaning against the back of the door, Sheryl sighs heavily, her nervousness once again showing.

---

In Nick’s office, Kate is incensed by Nick’s threat to sell MadWorld off and put her out of a job. She steps forward, pointing aggressively at Nick, who leans back against his desk, smug expression once again.

KATE: You slimy son-of-a-bitch. I gave you a job at MadWorld to begin with, and this is how you repay me? By firing me?? By selling off the company I have been trying to use to save this corporation off for parts?!

NICK: Now, now, Kate. Cool your jets! I’m sure Sami will be able to find some use for you at Countess W.

Sami looks at Nick, then at Kate. Gabi stands speechless, as Sami questions Nick on the details of the plan.

SAMI: That presumes that this is actually what’s going on, and that you’re not just bluffing.

NICK: Oh this isn’t a bluff at all. In fact, it’s all in motion as we speak.

Sami jumps down Nick’s throat again, not quite listening to what Nick’s said.

SAMI: Oh the Hell it is, I haven’t heard a single word about this from E—

Sami stops herself, suddenly making a connection in her mind between Nick’s words, and EJ’s mysterious meeting from the morning.

SAMI: You son of a bitch.

NICK: You know, you and Kate are being awfully liberal with the insults directed at my mother right now and I don’t really appreciate it.

Nick casually takes a sip of coffee, as Sami fires back again.

SAMI: Your little game isn’t gonna work, and I’m gonna make sure of it. I’m stopping your little deal the first chance I get.

NICK: Oh, are you?

SAMI: Oh you’re damned right I am. Tell me, Nick. Who’s your partner in this?

Nick laughs at Sami’s question, setting his coffee down on the desk.

SAMI: Come on, Nick! Tell me who you’re brokering this deal with!

NICK: I’m sure you’ve already figured it out, Sami.

Sami steps toward Nick, ready to deck him, when Gabi cuts in, trying to reason with him.

GABI: Sami, Sami! It’s okay!

Gabi pulls Sami back, and takes a rational, calm tone to Nick, hoping to shift the dynamics in the room.

GABI: Look, Nick…I don’t understand what’s going on, but…can we just…put all this…just put it all aside for a minute? Look, I don’t want a war between Arianna’s grandmother and—

Kate cuts in before Gabi can continue.

KATE: DON’T…say it, Gabi.

GABI: (sigh) I don’t want a rift in my daughter’s family, and besides, this…this should be a happy time for us. I want us to celebrate this time, together. You know?

Nick smiles at Gabi, listening attentively to Gabi.

NICK: Mmhmm?

GABI: I mean, you’re a power player in business, Ari and I have moved in with you, I…I love you so much, and I want this for us, don’t spoil this day for us with…bitterness over the past, Nick!

Gabi reaches out to hold Nick’s hand, but instead of taking it, Nick slowly raises both his hands, and begins to slowly applaud her. Gradually clapping quicker and quicker, before laughing heartily, and shouting out in mocking congratulations.

NICK: Brava! Encore!

Gabi looks confused, turning quickly to Kate and Sami to try to figure out what is happening, before turning back to look at Nick. Nick leans back against his desk once again, folding his arms in front of him.

NICK: Fabulous performance, Gabi.

GABI: Wh…what do you mean…performance?? Nick, I’m serious—

NICK: Oh I’m sure you are, Gabi. This whole…charade you’ve cooked up with Kate and Sami is just…well, let’s just say, you got a future on the stage, kid. Cos you had me fooled.

Gabi tightens up, tense as she realizes something major has changed in Nick.

GABI: Nick, what are you talking about? What…what charade are you talking about?

NICK: Save it, Gabi. I saw you.

GABI: Saw me doing what, Nick?

Nick stands up, and saunters over to Gabi, and leans in close, whispering just loud enough for everyone to hear.

NICK: I caught you in my room last night, stealing the pictures of you, Kate, and Sami trying to drown me, right out from my own dresser.

Gabi’s eyes widen, as Kate and Sami look deflated, realizing the game is up. Nick looks at Gabi, slight menace in his eyes as he looks directly into Gabi’s.

--

EPISODE 191

Written by A. Washington-Beeby
Story Consultant: C. Nathaniel Richardson & Nick Monarco

Will stands, leaning forward on the back of the sofa in the Kiriakis living room, as Gabi stands nearby with arms folded, more than a little stunned at her interaction moments before with Anjelica.

WILL: Okay, what did I just walk in on?

Gabi turns to look at Will, shrugging, as she stumbles over her words, trying to explain herself.

GABI: I....honestly? I think I just...stood up for myself.

Will looks somewhat confused, and probes on.

WILL: Oh? Against Anjelica Deveraux?

GABI: Yeah, I'm...I'm kinda amazed I had it in me. She's...

WILL: She can be pretty intimidating, I know...

Gabi nods quickly, her nerves once again returning.

GABI: Yeah, I...she's not very happy I'm here.

WILL: Yeah, not...not many of us are, Gabi. You really need to be careful whose bad side you get on.

Gabi looks at Will, seriously.

GABI: You mean yours and Sonny's?

Will is somewhat taken aback by Gabi's accusation, and holds his tongue.

---

In Sami's car, Kate holds Sami, cradling her motheringly as Sami cries.

KATE: It's okay....Shhh....it's alright.

After a moment, Sami leans back over into her own seat. Kate looks through her clutch for a tissue, and hands one to Sami, as Kate gives her some advice.

KATE: Have you talked to anyone about this?

Sami calms down a bit, wiping the tearstains from her eyes, as she explains her situation to Kate.

SAMI: Yeah, EJ and I have been in therapy.

KATE: That's good! And he can afford the best, of course.

SAMI: Mom suggested we see Laura Horton about it.

Kate tries in vain to hold her tongue, but can't quite manage it.

KATE: Well, she's certainly...a therapist.

Sami throws her head back against the headrest, annoyed by Kate's sarcasm.

SAMI: Ugh, Kate--

KATE: Look, therapist aside, you're doing everything right to save your relationship, and so is EJ. You're talking about your problems, you're seeking help. EJ is doing everything he can to be there for you, isn't he?

Sami nods, closing her eyes to try to stop herself from crying more.

KATE: Then don't you think you need to have a little more faith in him? I don't think he's doing any of this with any ulterior motives. And you know me, I am one of the most suspicious people on the planet, and with good reason. So, maybe it's time you take stock of the man you've got right now, the man EJ has become these last few years.

Sami sighs, mulling over Kate's advice.

---

At the Salem Central Bank, EJ goes over the documents the bank has provided. He spots a curious transaction, and looks up from the documents.

EJ: Sorry, this line right here, there's a transfer out of one of our business accounts...but I'm not sure what SCGWB stands for.

The Bank Manager is handed the document by EJ. He scans it over, and nods, before handing it back to EJ.

BANK MANAGER: South Chicago Great Western Bank.

EJ smiles widely, knowing he's got a lead.

EJ: Thank you. I ah...I think I've got all I need.

EJ gets up from his seat, quickly shakes the bank manager's hand, before darting out of the office. He smiles as realizes this may be the clue that will help him destroy the evidence Nick and Stefano have against him, and Sami.

---

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Will, looking toward Gabi in the Kiriakis living room, sighs before he answers Gabi. He folds his arms, visibly uncomfortable, and trying not to misspeak.

WILL: Gabi, you're not on our bad side. You know better than that.

GABI: Well...I mean, I wouldn't be surprised if you were...

Will walks up at Gabi, putting a comforting hand on her shoulder.

WILL: Gabi, I'm always gonna support you. No matter what. You and Ari...Sonny and I are here for you, but...I mean, we weren't exactly thrilled that you...unilaterally decided to move in with Nick with no warning. I mean...

GABI: No, I know. I know. And I'm sorry, Will. I really am, but...

Gabi looks around, before walking towards the double doors separating the living room from the foyer. She nervously checks the foyer and staircase as she speaks, before closing the double doors to give her and Will some privacy.

GABI: I really didn't have....much of a choice in the matter. You know what's at stake, and...

After Gabi shuts the doors, Gabi turns around to face Will, a worried look in her eye.

GABI: And I'm worried that if we don't take care of this situation quickly, that all of us are gonna be in danger.

WILL: Yeah, but, Gabi...why put yourself in the line of fire? You have Ari to worry about.

GABI: I can handle it. I can handle it, I can handle Nick. Okay, Will? Just...look, just...I just told Rafe the same thing, but, trust me. Okay? After tonight, you won't have to worry anymore. I promise.

Will sighs, shaking his head as he looks Gabi's way.

WILL: How can I be sure of that, Gabi?

Gabi goes to answer, but Alex enters the room at that moment, smiling warmly at Will, who turns around at the sound of the doors opening from the foyer.

ALEX: Hey! Will! Gabi, good morning!

WILL: Alex! Hey! I ah...I brought the papers you were asking about.

As Alex enters the room, Gabi all but vanishes in Will's eyes, as Gabi's phone vibrates.

It's Nick.

ALEX: Amazing, I've just gotta say goodbye to Noelle before we head off. Anjelica's got her working as her assistant today, so she's nervous, just gotta...give her a little pep talk, you know.

WILL: Yeah--

Gabi interrupts their small talk, heading briskly for the door. Gabi squeezes Will's shoulder quickly as she passes, as a half-assed goodbye.

GABI: I gotta...take a call, you guys. I'll see you later?

WILL: Yeah, for sure.

Gabi heads out of the living room, into the foyer, her phone up to her ear as she answers Nick's call, a phony glee in her voice as she greets him chirpily, but with a miserable face.

GABI: (into phone) Hey, Nick! What's up?

...

At the Titan Building, Nick walks through the lobby on his cell phone. He has on his usual smug expression as he cheerfully responds to Gabi on the line.

NICK: (into phone) Hey, Babe. I ummm...I was wondering if you could pop by my new office.

...

Gabi looks to the side, a little confused.

GABI: (into phone) Ah, sure? Did you need me to bring you something?

...

NICK: (into phone) No no! I'm good, I ah...I just have a little surprise for you, that's all.

...

Gabi looks nervous, but pretends to be excited by the news.

GABI: (into phone) Okay, that's...exciting. Umm...I can't wait, I'll be right down?

...

Nick presses the up button for the elevator, and smiles widely at the news that Gabi's on her way.

NICK: (into phone) Yeah! No rush, I gotta iron a couple details out with Julie first, but I should be ready in about...half an hour?

...

GABI: (into phone) I'll be there.

...

NICK: (into phone) Love you.

...

Gabi winces at Nick's assertion of love, and struggles to respond in kind, but ultimately does.

GABI: (into phone) Me too.

Gabi hangs up the phone, sighing heavily, frustrated by her continued charade.

GABI: What are you up to now, Nick?

...

As the elevator door opens in the Titan lobby, Nick grins from ear to ear, thrilled that his plans appear to be coming together. Nick thinks to himself about his plans as he steps on board.

NICK: (voiceover) You'll never see me coming, Gabi. I got you right where I want you.

The elevator doors close with Nick inside the elevator, still smiling widely.

---

Kate and Sami pull into the underground parking at the Titan Building, coffees from the Java Café now in hand. They prepare to leave the car, when Sami looks over at Kate and smiles.

SAMI: Thank you, by the way.

Kate looks over at Sami, returns the smile, putting a comforting hand on Sami's shoulder.

KATE: I know you're going through Hell. I understand. Just remember, you're doing a great job, and remember that you've got a fiancé who loves you, and is going to defend you no matter what. You just have to believe in him.

SAMI: You're right. You're right, I'm...letting my suspicions run wild, and...I know EJ has no reason to hide things from me to hurt me.

KATE: Exactly. Never forget that.

As Sami and Kate step out of the car, Sami's phone buzzes. It's EJ.

SAMI: (into phone) EJ!

...

EJ stands outside the Salem Central Bank, the safe deposit key in his hand.

EJ: (into phone) Samantha! Darling, I'm glad I got ahold of you.

...

Sami shuts the door to her car, a deep concern in her eyes that Kate immediately spots.

SAMI: (into phone) Wha...why, what's wrong?

EJ: (via phone) Nothing. Actually, it's very good news, possibly...I just...unfortunately I'm going to need to go to Chicago to make sure.

SAMI: (into phone) Chicago?

Sami pulls a face, incredulous at EJ's story.

...

EJ looks down at the ground, somewhat contrite.

EJ: (into phone) Yeah, umm...something's come up, but it may fix things for us, for everybody. I just...I need to get to Chicago and sort it out now, so...unfortunately, I won't be back til' after the party tonight.

...

Sami's face hardens, as she attempts to maintain a caring tone on the phone.

EJ: (via phone) I'm sorry, sweetheart. I will make it up to you, I promise.

SAMI: (into phone) That's...yeah. No, I...I get it. Just...let me know when you're back, okay?

...

EJ: (into phone) Will do. Love you.

...

Sami tries not to roll her eyes, as she answers EJ before ending the call.

SAMI: (into phone) Yeah. Love you.

Sami hangs up the phone, and turns to Kate, who now appears worried that all her hard work has been for nothing.

KATE: What happened?

SAMI: Oh nothing, I just know for sure now that EJ's been lying. He's absolutely up to something, and I'm gonna find out what.

Sami storms off toward the Titan building, leaving Kate behind with a worried expression in her eyes, before Kate turns to follow Sami inside.

EPISODE 190

Written by A. Washington-Beeby
Story Consultant: C. Nathaniel Richardson & Nick Monarco

At the Salem PD HQ, Hope walks Nick out of Roman's office, holding his arm. She's evidently concerned for him after his sudden painful headache in Roman's office, and that concern is evident in her voice.

HOPE: You know, I would feel a lot better if I drove you to work, Nick.

NICK: No, no, don't worry about me, Hope. Honestly, I'm okay.

Hope stops, letting go of Nick's arm, as they continue talking in the main lobby of the police station.

HOPE: Yeah, and you weren't a few minutes ago, so...

NICK: I...apologize for that. I've been under a lot of stress, and...you know, sometimes it gets to me.

Hope stops, and looks at Nick, arms folded. She nods, furrowing her brow.

HOPE: I don't know if I believe you. But...okay, whatever you say.

NICK: (laughs) Look, I know I worried you before, but I promise, I will stop in to make an appointment with Dr. Grant as soon as I'm done at work today, okay?

HOPE: Okay. It's a deal.

Hope smiles, as Nick extends his hand to shake Hope's.

HOPE: And please, Nick. Be careful tonight at the party. I know....I know Abe thinks it's a great idea, and I know you wanna do your part to put Sheryl and Jordan away, but...please...please be careful.

Nick smiles, leaning in to kiss Hope on the cheek as a 'thank you' for her concern.

NICK: I will. You don't have to worry. I have faith in what Abe can do, especially with the ISA involved.

HOPE: Well, just remember, even spies aren't perfect. I'll see you later.

NICK: Okay. Thanks, Hope.

HOPE: See you tonight.

As Nick walks out the door of the police station, Hope looks on, with grave concern in her eyes, countering Nick's confidence.

---

At Kate's loft, Billie slides open the front door, revealing Sami on the other side. Sami immediately, not even paying attention to who's inside.

SAMI: Kate, we got trouble. EJ is up to something, and I'm worried it's about Nick and the....

Sami stops herself when she realizes Billie and John are both visiting. She stammers, standing wide-eyed as Kate looks at her, unimpressed.

SAMI: John...Billie...you're here early!

Sami looks around, giving them both a fake smile that does little to hide her panic. Kate, meanwhile, sighs from the kitchenette, pursing her lips and rolling her eyes at Sami's incompetence.

John holds up a cup of coffee Kate's just handed him. He nods in greeting to his stepdaughter.

JOHN: Morning, Sami.

Sami stands in Kate's loft, caught off-guard by both John's and Billie's presence. Unsure how to complete her thought, she laughs awkwardly.

SAMI: John! Billie! How...how great to see you, Kate and I were...

KATE: We were just talking about how Nick's so...green in the job, he's not exactly reliable yet...so...

Billie is immediately suspicious, knowing that Nick had something hanging over the heads of everyone on the Titan board.

JOHN: Oh, I...I see.

SAMI: Yeah. Ah...Look, I ah...I came to pick Kate up for work, were you...gonna be in town for long?

JOHN: Not ah...not too long.

SAMI: Mm. I guess it makes sense, since you're divorcing my mom, and leaving her to go on your little adventures with the ISA and all--

Kate gets up from her stool, clearing her throat before Sami can get too deep into her hostility with John.

KATE: Ohhhkay. I think it's time to go. John, good to see you. Billie, I will see you at work. Sami and I have some things to catch up on so she can drive me over today.

As Kate grabs her purse, John looks puzzled, further alarming Sami.

JOHN: Didn't...don't you and Sami work for each other's competition?

SAMI: Yeah, it's ummm...

KATE: Yes, but we're working on a charity function together. Nick is...heavily involved, so...anyway. Have a great day, all. We'll see you tonight!

Kate and Sami make a quick exit, muttering to each other on the way out, as their backs are turned to John and Billie, who look on, bemused.

SAMI: (under her breath) Nice save.

KATE: (under her breath) I wouldn't have to if you weren't such a lousy liar.

SAMI: Lousy?! I--

Kate slams the loft door shut, leaving Billie and John behind. Billie turns to look at John, both of them equally confused by what just transpired.

---

Gabi stands at the bar in the Kiriakis living room, pouring herself a drink, as Anjelica steps into the room. Spotting Gabi putting the cap on the brandy caraffe, Anjelica can't help but make a crack.

ANJELICA: Well, we're on the sauce rather early this morning, aren't we?

Gabi turns to face Anjelica, who smiles with a sardonic sweetness.

GABI: I'm off today. And since I worked so hard yesterday, I figured I'd start tonight's festivities a little early.

Anjelica smiles smugly, as she calmly patronizes Gabi.

ANJELICA: Gabi, one thing you're going to need to learn now that you're entering into high society is that one never starts indulging too many hours before an engagement. We don't want our entrance to be a sloppy one, lest we end up on the society page.

Gabi takes a sip of her drink, before putting it down, all ready to do battle with an obviously-hostile Anjelica.

GABI: I suppose that would be important to someone like you. Especially considering how image-conscious you'd need to be to erase the bad memories of your former husband from everyone's minds.

ANJELICA: That was a long time ago.

GABI: Not in the public's minds.

As Gabi leans against the bar table, hand on hip, giving Anjelica a self-satisfied smile, Anjelica folds her hands together, and steps in closer to Gabi in an attempt to intimidate her.

ANJELICA: Well, that's part of why we need to be careful. And why we can't allow people with just...any breeding to be seen in our presence.

GABI: And what exact breeding did you mean? The kind that has an affair with a man younger than her own stepson and has his baby?

Anjelica draws herself up, as Gabi continues her attack, chuckling to herself, swishing her drink in her hand.

GABI: Heh, you thought I didn’t know about you, didn’t you? By the way, your son has grown into a FINE piece of man. I have to say. I might suggest to Nick that we do a little...swap one night, Noelle, Alex, Nick, and I. It might be a lot of fun!

ANJELICA: You really are exactly what I thought you'd be.

Gabi stays cool under pressure, snapping back immediately as Anjelica begins to react to her vitriol.

GABI: Oh, you don't think he'd interested? Shame.

Gabi takes a sip of her drink, as Anjelica tenses her jaw, nearly spitting her words out.

ANJELICA: You can't even fake being attracted to him, can you?

GABI: Nick? I love him. Why else would I have moved in here with the likes of you?

ANJELICA: Oh I can think of a few reasons. Status. The affection from a man you know you won't get elsewhere...OH! And here's a big one. Money!

Gabi feigns shock, putting her hand to her chest in fake indignation.

---

---

Nick walks into Horton Town Square, as Jordan emerges from the Java Cafe with a coffee in hand. Upon spotting Nick, she immediately tries to avoid him, looking away and walking as far from him as possible, but Nick catches on, and steps into her path, smiling widely as he blocks her way.

Jordan sighs, rolling her eyes, as Nick grabs her arm. She pulls away, frustrated by him.

NICK: Not so fast--

JORDAN: Let go of me.

Nick releases Jordan's arm, as she readjusts herself. She looks up at Nick with a deep-seeded anger in her eyes.

NICK: Why are you trying to avoid me, Jordan? I thought we were friends!

JORDAN: You're real funny, Nick. I happened to see your little stunt on Nicole's special last night.

Nick feigns excitement, appearing chipper that Jordan saw him on TV, as she stands back, unimpressed.

NICK: Oh good! You saw me! I was hoping you were watching.

JORDAN: Oh, I definitely was. It's too bad that stage light didn't do what it was supposed to.

NICK: Aww don't be like that.

JORDAN: Well, what do you expect me to be like? You nearly ruined my life. Hell, for all I know, you still could!

NICK: Mmm, no. No, you did that all on your own.

Jordan sighs, as Nick carries on as though he hadn't said anything serious.

NICK: So, are you going to the gala tonight?

Jordan looks at Nick, unsure whether to be honest or not.

JORDAN: Probably. I know Rafe wanted to go, and I intend to enjoy whatever time I can spend with him, so...

NICK: That's sweet.

Nick smiles widely, but Jordan isn't moved. Nick leans in a bit closer.

NICK: I ah...I think you're right to spend every second you can with Rafe now. Because you know, tomorrow isn't promised.

JORDAN: Is that a threat, Nick?

NICK: Oh, no. No, just, a suggestion you tread lightly. I know Sheryl's been looking for you. And...you know, your connection could cause a lot of problems for you and your new fiancé.

Jordan rolls her eyes, looking around to make sure no one familiar is watching this exchange.

JORDAN: I appreciate your concern. But I figured that light falling an inch from your head would've given you a little wake up call.

NICK: Oh, it certainly did that!

JORDAN: Yeah, not the kind I'm talking about. I'm talking about the kind where you stay out of affairs that don't concern you. Let people live their lives and keep what you know about their business to yourself.

Nick nods attentively, before rebuffing Jordan's statement entirely.

NICK: Well, that would be fine except that....your business was affecting my business...and I thought the public had a right to know exactly how.

JORDAN: You're sick.

NICK: That's rich coming from a woman who helped blow up a bank.

Jordan cuts in almost immediately, raising her voice for a moment before stepping in close to Nick, speaking softly but firmly to him to defend herself.

JORDAN: I am NOT that person anymore! For one, I have nothing to do with Sheryl anymore, and besides that, I am trying to start a new life here with Rafe.

NICK: That's funny, because...that's not why you came to Salem. Is it?

JORDAN: No. But it's why I stayed.

Jordan sighs, looking a bit defeated as she appeals to Nick's humanity.

JORDAN: Look, all I want is a chance to start over with the man I love. To have a second chance at life. To make up for my mistakes, and maybe undo some of the damage I did. You got your second chance, Nick. And look at what you've been able to do with it. Let me have mine.

Jordan turns and walks away, as Nick watches her. He looks on, contemplative of what she's told him.

---

Will approaches the Kiriakis house, as Rafe exits. Will looks up, after putting his car keys in his pocket, somewhat surprised to see Rafe in front of him.

WILL: Rafe!

RAFE: Will. You ah...you obviously heard the news.

Will rolls his eyes, as he half-heartedly laughs.

WILL: Yeah. Heh. Yeah, I heard.

Rafe looks surprised.

RAFE: She didn't tell you either?

WILL: No. No...I found out thanks to Nick gloating about it last night before someone tried to drop a light on his head on live TV.

Rafe nods, the situation crystallizing in his head.

RAFE: Right. (sigh)

WILL: I'm...guessing you just found out?

RAFE: Yeah. And...Gabi wants me not to worry.

Will chuckles before responding, eliciting a bit of a glare from Rafe.

WILL: Yeah, that's gonna work.

RAFE: You know damn well I'm not gonna stop worrying about her until she's outta this house.

WILL: You and me both. But...hey, take some solace in the fact she left Ari with us.

RAFE: That's...that's something. And it tells me she doesn't intend to make it permanent.

WILL: I didn't think for a second she did.

Rafe perks up slightly at Will's last statement, certain there's more to the story.

RAFE: You know something.

Will shrugs, trying to keep Rafe from digging any further.

WILL: No more than you do. I just know she isn't exactly in love with the guy.

Rafe sighs, more confused than ever. He looks down at the ground for a moment, before looking back up at Will.

RAFE: You came here to see Gabi?

WILL: I mean...kinda. I actually was just here to drop off something for Alex, but...

RAFE: Can you do me a favour?

WILL: Anything.

RAFE: Talk to her. Convince her that moving into this house is a BAD idea. I have such a rotten feeling about this.

Will holds up his hands to stop Rafe continuing. His urgency makes it clear he agrees.

WILL: Oh no, trust me. I agree. This is...this is absolutely not what I want, but...Rafe, I don't know that I can convince her once her mind's made up. You know Gabi.

RAFE: I do. And I also know you're one of the few people who can get through to her. So...please. For me. For Ari. Try.

Will takes a second, before nodding back at Rafe solemnly.

WILL: I will.

Rafe pats Will's back for a moment, before heading for his car.

RAFE: Thanks, man.

WILL: No problem.

As Rafe takes off, Will steps toward the front door. He sighs as he watches Rafe walk away, unsure if he can pull of what Rafe's asked of him.

WILL: No problem at all.

...

Inside the Kiriakis house, Gabi stands in the living room, inches from a hostile Anjelica. Gabi holds her drink in her hand as she looks unfazed at her new rival.

GABI: You know...for a houseguest that...pretty much nobody wants here, you really seem to act like you own the place.

ANJELICA: Watch it, Chiquita--

GABI: Oooh, Anj, low-hanging fruit. I'm surprised at you.

Anjelica ignores Gabi's crack, and continues.

ANJELICA: I have a lot more influence in this house than you think.

GABI: Maybe when it was Victor's house. But it's Nick's now. And I am his guest. And my influence with Nick is FAR greater than yours. So I would try very hard not to rock the boat if I were you. There's no worse look than a person running for governor who's homeless, is there?

Anjelica furrows her brow, unsure how much Gabi actually knows about her situation with Nick. Anjelica takes a moment before replying.

ANJELICA: I'll land on my feet just fine. The question I have is...what do you get out of this? I mean, if you’re just after money...there's a ton of easier ways to get at it than this. And I mean, I know Nick. He's hardly a prize catch.

Gabi smirks, trying to stifle a chuckle.

GABI: And your husband was? Riverfront Knifer?

Gabi finishes her drink and sets it down on the bar, before turning back toward Anjelica, and pointing a finger, a curious look on her face.

GABI: Didn't he kill Maggie's daughter? (laughs) I am...stunned that anyone with your last name is even allowed on the GROUNDS after that!

Gabi cracks up, producing a mocking laughter, as she shakes her head at Anjelica.

ANJELICA: I am not Harper.

GABI: But you're using his legacy to try to sell yourself into office. I mean, I get it, yours isn't so hot, either. But, maybe....before you start trying to come for me, you clean up your own backyard first?

Before Anjelica can interject, Will enters the living room, immediately sensing the tension in the room.

WILL: OH! Hi! Umm…I’m sorry, am I interrupting…something?

Gabi and Anjelica turn to face Will. Gabi is relieved to see him, while Anjelica is visibly irritated by his arrival.

GABI: Will!

WILL: I'm...ah...actually here to drop off something for Alex, but...

Anjelica walks toward the foyer, nearly knocking Will over in the process.

ANJELICA: Of course you are. I'll go get him so you can engage in repartée with someone more on your level.

Anjelica smirks pointedly at Gabi, before stepping out of the room, heading up to Alex's bedroom. Will's eyes widen as he looks at Gabi, relieved to be away from Anjelica's hostility.

WILL: Right! So....what did I just walk in on?

Gabi grimaces, trying to downplay the tension in the room just moments before.

---

At the Salem Central Bank, the bank manager hands the safe deposit key back to EJ, who sits across from him at his desk.

BANK MANAGER: Ahh...this...actually isn't our key.

EJ: Oh?

BANK MANAGER: Unfortunately, it's true. And, to that end, I couldn't tell you which bank it would belong to.

EJ sighs, looking down at the key that he grasps tightly in his hand.

EJ: Damn. I was really hoping to get some of Father's personal affairs in order.

BANK MANAGER: Oh, is your father okay?

EJ puts on a somewhat sombre expression, exaggerating Stefano's health concerns to gain sympathy.

EJ: Well, we've been...struggling with his diabetes, and...not to get too personal, but I would like to have his estate in order before it's too late. If you know what I mean.

The Bank Manager seems touched by this, responding in an earnestly sympathetic way.

BANK MANAGER: Oh...Oh, absolutely. I just...I wish I could tell you more.

EJ: No, I ah...I understand the privacy laws and whatnot. Umm...but as his right hand at DiMera, this...this little loose end did take me by surprise. Ummm...you wouldn't happen to have heard or seen anything that could help.

BANK MANAGER: I wish I could but...(sigh) You know, since you are involved in the company...

The Bank Manager clicks his computer mouse a couple times, pulling up some DiMera files. Sending a copy to his printer, the documents emerge before EJ's eyes, delighting him.

BANK MANAGER: These might give you some insights into recent executive activity. Maybe give you an idea of where to look.

EJ lights up, nodding gladly toward the Bank Manager, as more and more pages print out.

---

As Sami drives Kate toward the Titan building, she looks tense at the wheel, and is unusually silent. Kate looks over at her, concerned.

KATE: Alright, you dragged me out of there in a hurry, and now you won't talk. What is it?

Sami finally looks over at Kate momentarily, and begins to speak, her eyes now nervously darting back and forth between Kate and the road ahead.

SAMI: It's EJ.

KATE: I gathered that much. Now, what about him?

SAMI: Kate, I think he might be...(sigh) I think he's double-crossing us.

Kate looks at Sami, incredulous.

KATE: What?!

SAMI: I'm serious.

KATE: Sami, where would you get an idea like that? The man...practically worships the ground you walk on.

SAMI: Yeah well, he's a good actor.

Kate takes a second, turning her head away to look at the road ahead, as Sami continues to stare off at the road with laser focus.

After a second, Kate tries again.

KATE: What...exactly happened this morning to put this into your head?

SAMI: I got up, and he was already heading for the door. He was trying to sneak out.

KATE: Okay?

SAMI: He said he had a meeting, but when I broke into his tablet--

Kate cracks up at Sami's typically blasé mention of her invading EJ's privacy.

KATE: Yes, of course...

SAMI: There was no meeting in his calendar.

KATE: Okay, maybe it was last minute. These things happen, Sami!

SAMI: Not with EJ. He puts everything in that timetable. Everything. He is neurotic about that timetable, Kate. And I just can't shake the feeling he's up to something. Stefano's...got in his head. Something, I don't know, but--

Kate sighs, unsure what to say next, but after a moment of listening to Sami ramble, Kate interjects.

KATE: Sami...Sami, turn in here, let's grab a coffee. (sigh) Not that you need any more caffeine, you're so tense you could cut diamonds between your shoulder blades.

Kate rolls her eyes at Sami's anxious demeanor, as Sami obliges Kate's request to pull into the Java Cafe parking lot, as Kate continues to talk.

KATE: You know, I can't understand how you can so easily change your mind about EJ like this. The man absolutely adores you, Sami. Anyone could see it! You were about to be married again before this whole mess with Nick cropped up. I just...I don't understand how that little twerp can so easily come between you like this.

SAMI: Well, he did.

Sami pulls into the parking spot, and Sami turns off the car, about to get out. Kate grabs Sami's arm, stopping her before she can open the driver's side door.

KATE: Bull. I don't buy it. Now there's something you're not telling me, and I want to know what it is. Why are you so mistrustful of EJ now? After all you've been through with him?

Sami takes a second, and sighs. Breathing in deeply to avoid getting emotional, she finally speaks, her voice cracking.

SAMI: After...after we found out about Kristen raping Eric, I...I started having flashbacks to...(sigh) to the night Johnny and Allie were conceived...and...

Sami closes her eyes, trying to keep her composure, and failing, as Kate, immediately realizing what's happening, pulls Sami towards her, holding her in a motherly embrace.

---

EPISODE 189

Written by A. Washington-Beeby
Story Consultant: C. Nathaniel Richardson & Nick Monarco

Billie slides open the door to Kate's loft, finding John on the other side. Billie is pleasantly surprised to see him there and offers to let him in.

BILLIE: John!

JOHN: Hey Billie.

John steps in, waving to Kate, who stays seated at the breakfast bar.

JOHN: Morning, Kate.

KATE: Morning, John. Bringing good news, I hope.

JOHN: Well, I certainly think so.

Billie looks on, intrigued, as she slides shut and locks the front door.

BILLIE: Okay, you got me interested. What's happened?

JOHN: Well...I was talking with Abe not long ago, and we both agree that we can use this Penthouse Grille grand re-opening to wrap this whole Jordan and Sheryl business up once and for all.

Kate is now intrigued, turning herself slightly in her stool to more directly face John, as she sets her breakfast down.

KATE: Oh?

BILLIE: Sounds like you might be onto something.

JOHN: I think it's as good a shot as anything. We just need to come up with a game plan, and fast, and if we do, we can finally get those two locked away where they belong.

Billie turns to Kate, who smiles, pleased to finally have a possible break in the case.

---

Inside Crystal's apartment, Sheryl emerges from the bedroom in her robe. Yawning and stretching, she walks over to the sofa, and turns on her TV, to find the local news playing. She sets the remote down on the coffee table in front of her, before turning away from the TV, heading for the kitchenette behind the sofa.

As the TV relays the day's events, Sheryl heads for the fridge, half-listening to the newsreader.

TV ANCHOR: (via TV) And tonight, Titan Enterprises will be celebrating their rebirth with a grand gala. Celebrating the re-opening of the popular Penthouse Grille, the who's-who of Salem society will be out to sample the finest cuisine, curated by famed local restauranteur, Julie Williams...

Sheryl listens somewhat more closely, but opens the fridge door to retrieve some orange juice.

TV ANCHOR: (via TV) ...and to add to the excitement, the night will also be a welcome party to the company's new CEO, Nick Fallon.

Sheryl's head turns quickly to face the TV, an idea clearly coming to her in this moment. She slams the fridge door shut, and makes a beeline to her cell phone, which is plugged in in the next room.

Emerging as quickly as she left the room, Sheryl makes her call to Jerome excitedly.

SHERYL: (into phone) Come over right away. I've figured it out. I know how we're gonna do it.

Sheryl beams, as she waits for Jerome's reaction.

---

Gabi stands uncomfortably in the Kiriakis living room, with Rafe having just being shown in by Maggie.

GABI: Rafe!

Rafe looks on at Gabi, who's standing across the room from him and Maggie, with the incriminating photos of EJ and Abby in a liplock on Smith Island in her hands behind her back. He seems immediately suspicious of his sister, but is too upset by her being in the Kiriakis house to let that stop him from approaching her.

RAFE: Gabi...you got time to talk?

GABI: About what?

RAFE: Ahhh...you moving into this house?

Maggie clues in that this will probably be a less-than-pleasant conversation and quickly excuses herself.

MAGGIE: I ah...I'm gonna go finish getting the room ready for Victor, so...if you'll excuse me.

Maggie smiles warmly, but awkwardly, as she quickly exits the living room, shutting the double doors from the foyer behind her. As Maggie does this, Gabi shoves the pictures deeper into her purse before Rafe looks back her way.

Rafe turns back to look at an extremely nervous Gabi.

GABI: I...I'm sorry I didn't get a chance to tell you, Rafe. It happened...really fast.

RAFE: Yeah, I'll say. Gabi, you swore you weren't gonna get caught up with this sleaze again, and then I find out from him this morning at work. He's all up in my business, gloating about how you decided to move in with him in his big new house.

GABI: I know. I know, I'm sorry.

RAFE: Well, when were you planning on telling me?

Gabi sighs, trying to explain herself without giving too much away.

GABI: If you want me to be totally honest, I wasn't.

Rafe seems incredulous of Gabi's answer.

RAFE: What?!

GABI: Just...hear me out. It's not what it seems, okay? The truth is, I'm not gonna be here very long. It's just...temporary.

RAFE: ...Okay?

GABI: That's...that's all I can say. Rafe, just...trust me.

Rafe's anger rises, along with his confusion, and his voice. This alarms Gabi, who steps in closer to Rafe to try to stifle him as he shouts his sister down, hoping for a clear answer.

RAFE: How the Hell am I supposed to trust you when you're giving me nothing to go on, Gabi?? It's not like you're predisposed to making the best decisions as it is!

GABI: I know! Okay, but you have to trust me. The less you know the better. Now, can you just...let me handle this. My way. Can you do that?

Rafe looks unsure, as Gabi looks back, her eyes pleading with him to back off.

---

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Sheryl opens the door to her apartment, and lets a tired Jerome in. Shutting the door behind him, they immediately launch into their plans for the day.

SHERYL: Alright, so you wanna hear what I have planned, then?

JEROME: Only if you can get me a cup of coffee first. I nearly crashed my car on the way over here.

Jerome yawns as Sheryl makes her way over to the kitchenette to oblige his request. Sheryl is unusually chipper as she does this, and that fact is not lost on Jerome.

SHERYL: You got it.

JEROME: You're not a morning person. What is this...Little Miss Sunshine routine?

Sheryl laughs as she pours Jerome a cup of fresh coffee, smiling widely as she hands it to him.

SHERYL: I guess I'm just...full of confidence. Today is our day.

JEROME: Oh, is it?

SHERYL: Yes. See, today is the big gala at the Penthouse Grille. They're re-opening, as you probably know.

Jerome stands, looking skeptically at Sheryl, who pours a cup for herself.

JEROME: I heard.

SHERYL: So...my thought is, since everyone will be there, and it's a busy society affair, both Jordan and Nick will be there. And it's a golden opportunity to whisk Jordan out of there, mess up that little weasel Nick's golden moment a bit, and get the hell out of Salem before all Hell breaks loose.

Jerome sips his coffee, but frowns, before answering skeptically.

JEROME: Okay, but...you said everyone who's anyone in Salem is gonna be there? You're gonna get recognized.

Sheryl rolls her eyes, obviously flipping her dyed-red hair, and puffing her cheeks out slightly to prove her point.

SHERYL: Disguiiiises. Like, come on, Jerome. I'm a master at this. You know me. And it's only for a few hours, and we're outta there.

JEROME: And what if it's a trap? Sheryl, they know you're really Siobhan and I guarantee you, they're gonna figure out that you're impersonating Crystal Clarke.

Sheryl replies non-chalantly.

SHERYL: They haven't so far.

JEROME: And for that matter, what happened to Crystal, anyway. You said you dealt with her, but what specifically happened?

SHERYL: I took care of it. Okay? That's all you need to know.

Jerome looks less than thrilled by Sheryl's deflection, sitting himself down on the couch next to Sheryl.

JEROME: I still don't like the sound of that.

SHERYL: You don't have to. You know nothing. Keep it that way, it's better for all of us.

JEROME: That’s the truth. All I wanna know is, what’s the escape plan?

SHERYL: I set up a car in the bush in the country. In there is scuba gear for Jordan and I, and a little surprise to throw the cops off the trail.

JEROME: And you’re gonna swap cars when you get to this spot, and…

SHERYL: …and drive off the very same embankment one Brady Black did not a few months ago. Now, listen. Are you in, or not?

Jerome sighs loudly, looking at Sheryl with a prominent glare and pursed lips.

JEROME: I'm in, but only if I'm not physically there, and once you're out of Salem, this is the last time you involve me in ANY of this. I'll help you with security, and access to the facility, but that's it. Don't ask me for more.

SHERYL: Well, considering I'm pretty sure they haven't found the device we planted on their computers when we tried to plant the virus, I think that's doable. So....deal.

Sheryl reaches out for a handshake from Jerome. Jerome, reluctantly, shakes Sheryl's hand.

---

Hope and Nick stand in Roman's office at the Salem PD Headquarters with Abe, who is holding Nick's file on Sheryl and Jordan. He sighs as he closes the file.

ABE: Yep. That's them.

NICK: So, if nothing else, you have their previous charges to hold them.

ABE: If we can lure them to the party. Once they're there, they're ours. But otherwise, it's too dangerous to move on this. That's why we haven't yet.

Nick nods, understanding the full situation now.

NICK: Which is why you need my help.

ABE: Exactly.

NICK: I'm happy to help. As long as I'm protected for my trouble.

HOPE: You will. Abe will make sure of it.

ABE: Absolutely. Look, my duties as mayor may take up much of my time, but I honestly am still extremely passionate about police work. And anything that can help keep Salem safe is something I want to be a part of.

Abe holds up the file to accentuate his point.

ABE: These women are a threat to that.

Abe drops the file on Roman's desk with a flourish.

ABE: So here is what I want you to do. At the Penthouse Grille party, I want you to ensure that you are to make a special appearance, and dedicate the party to your ascention to CEO of Titan. All the publicity tonight should be geared to highlighting that. This should draw them out of the woodwork, as I'm sure you're aware, after last night, that they're after you.

HOPE: Presuming, of course, that they're responsible for trying to drop that stage light on you.

ABE: Granted, but regardless, once they're drawn out, then we will station armed officers around the restaurant, and remote surveillance, to ensure they don't leave, and that no one gets hurt. But, you NEED to be there at the gala.

NICK: So I'm bait.

Hope shifts uncomfortably, as Abe looks her way, hoping Hope has a slightly better way of putting it.

HOPE: That's what it sounds like to me. Are you sure this is a good idea, Abe?

Abe shrugs, a little exasperated by Hope's reluctance.

ABE: It's the only one we've got. Sheryl has gone underground, and she's great at disguising herself. No one is sure where she's gone. We can't risk alarming Jordan while she's living with Rafe. It's far too risky for him, considering her volatility.

HOPE: So if it's so dangerous, what are we doing to protect Nick?

ABE: Hope, you know the drill. We would never put someone's neck out like this without having all our best officers out there to protect him. And, because it is an international case, we have the ISA working with us as well.

Hope relaxes somewhat, but is still somewhat nervous as to what could happen to her cousin. She looks at Nick, who is deep in his thoughts.

Eventually, Nick finally responds with a quick nod of agreement.

NICK: Okay. Yeah. Let's do it.

Abe smiles at Nick's decision, as Hope looks on, more than a little concerned.

---

Rafe stands before Gabi in the Kiriakis living room, his arms folded in front of him as he scolds his sister for moving into the house.

RAFE: I don't know if I can trust that you know what you’re doing right now, Gabi. You aren't exactly doing something that makes a lot of sense, and you've done way crazier stuff before.

GABI: AND I've managed to get myself out of my messes before. Right?

Rafe sighs, shaking his head.

RAFE: That's beside the point and you know it.

GABI: Look, it's not like I'm still in...

Gabi steps in closer to Rafe and speaks softly, just in case anyone's listening in.

GABI: Look, I am not under some kind of spell, Rafe. I know what Nick is like. I'm under no delusions about who he is. You just need to know that I am okay, and that I am doing what I have to do to protect myself and my daughter, okay?

Rafe shakes his head, as Gabi steps closer to him, putting a hand on his shoulder.

GABI: Can you do that for me?

RAFE: Gabi, I just...I don't like the looks of this.

GABI: You don't have to. You just have to be my brother, and support me.

Gabi hugs Rafe tightly, as Rafe hugs back, almost afraid to let her go. His voice cracking slightly, he relays something to Gabi as Gabi steps back from hugging her brother.

RAFE: Ah...Abuela says to call her.

Gabi nods, dabbing a tear in her eye.

GABI: I will.

Rafe sighs, incredibly hesitant to leave.

RAFE: Look...I don't like this.

GABI: I know.

RAFE: If you need anything. Anything at all. You call me, okay?

Gabi nods, smiling though she's tearing up.

GABI: I will. Thank you.

Rafe looks Gabi up and down, as though it's the last he'll see of her, before nodding and turning back toward the door.

RAFE: Be careful, Gabi.

Rafe walks out of the living room, leaving Gabi alone in the living room. She stands, tense and scared, as she scans the room.

GABI: Yeah. Careful. It's what I should've been all along. (sigh)

Gabi, deep in her thoughts, heads over to the bar and pours a drink from the caraffe, as Anjelica walks in. Spotting Gabi pouring herself a drink, she can't resist making a sniping remark.

ANJELICA: Well, we're on the sauce rather early this morning, aren't we?

Gabi turns to face Anjelica, who smiles with a sardonic sweetness.

---

At Kate's, John is going over the plan he'd worked out with Abe with Billie and Kate. Billie is less than thrilled by the plan.

JOHN: So if we use Nick's influence to draw them in, I'll be observing in the Alamain Tower next door, and we'll get Shane remotely working to shut down the main power and elevators, so they can't get out.

Kate sits behind John, still sipping on her breakfast smoothie casually while she listens.

KATE: Some high-tech spy gear.

JOHN: Well, the ISA is state-of-the-art in every way.

KATE: I'll say.

BILLIE: I still have some reservations about including Nick on this, though.

John seems somewhat confused by Billie's reticence.

JOHN: Why's that? He's the perfect target for them. Someone's already made an attempt on his life. This week, for God's sake!

BILLIE: Yeah. And obviously there's a reason for that. John, I don't think Nick has clean hands in all this. We may be barking up the wrong tree, and HE may be involved in this deeper than anyone thought. He MAY be the third suspect.

John turns away, wincing in disbelief at Billie's assertion.

JOHN: Oh, come on, Billie! Nick's a smart kid, but he's not capable of pulling something like this off.

BILLIE: John. I know that kid. Very well.

Kate interrupts, setting the glass that held her smoothie in the dishwasher.

KATE: Better than most!

Billie gives Kate a cutting glare, as John retorts without missing a beat.

JOHN: Look, it's worth a try, at the very least. We have to find SOME way to draw Sheryl and Jordan out into the open where it's not gonna put an officer in immediate danger. Somewhere tightly controlled where we can handle what's gonna go down.

BILLIE: I mean, I guess. But I don't think Nick's presence will influence Jordan.

Kate replies, eyes rolling freely as she mocks Jordan.

KATE: It won't. But...if Rafe's going, she'll be all too happy to play the belle of the ball for her fiancé.

BILLIE: Well, Mom, if you can hold your acid tongue long enough, can you maybe find out for sure. And maybe...influence his decision a bit.

KATE: I can certainly try.

As Kate responds, the doorbell rings. Everyone turns toward the door, as Billie walks over to slide open the front door.

Sami arrives and immediately storms in, not even paying attention to who's inside.

SAMI: Kate, we got trouble. EJ is up to something, and I'm worried it's about Nick and the....

Sami stops herself when she realizes Billie and John are both visiting. She stammers, standing wide-eyed as Kate looks at her, unimpressed.

SAMI: John...Billie...you're here early!

Sami looks around, giving them both a fake smile that does little to hide her panic. Kate, meanwhile, sighs from the kitchenette, pursing her lips and rolling her eyes at Sami's incompetence.

---

At the Salem Central Bank, EJ sits opposite a bank manager in his office. The man, unseen by us, speaks to EJ from behind his desk.

BANK MANAGER: Mr. DiMera, what can I do for you today?

EJ: Well, I was wondering if you could help me access this safe deposit box, I believe this would be with your bank?

EJ presents the bank manager with the key he found in the living room safe at the DiMera mansion, and smiles confidently.

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EPISODE 188

Written by A. Washington-Beeby
Story Consultant: C. Nathaniel Richardson & Nick Monarco

On the desk in the DiMera living room, sits the invitation to the gala grand re-opening of the Penthouse Grille. Next to it, a freshly-emptied coffee cup is slammed down on the desk. We see that it is EJ's who is dialing a local bank branch.

EJ: (into phone) Yes, this is EJ DiMera, may I speak with Michael Howell, please?...Yes, Michael, it's EJ DiMera. I was curious if you were available to meet with me this morning before 10am....no, the ah...the sooner the better. This is somewhat of an urgent matter...I...I mean, it's not really to do with any particular business account, this is more to do with our safe deposit boxes....Yes, 8:45 is perfect. Cheers.

EJ hangs up, relieved to get a time window with Michael, as he holds the safe deposit box key in his hand. He flips it, feeling momentarily triumphant that maybe he will get an answer to what is in that box.

EJ: Alright. Time to find out what's in you.

EJ picks up his briefcase and heads for the door, only to run into a groggy Sami, who's just emerged from upstairs in her robe. She furrows her brow, curious as to what EJ is up to.

EJ: Samantha!
SAMI: You're...you're ready awfully early. Where's the fire?

EJ stands in the doorway of the living room, visibly uncomfortable with Sami's suspicion.

---

Gabi walks into the Kiriakis living room, checking frantically to ensure she's alone. She is dressed for the day, and has her purse with her. 

After a moment, she closes the double doors leading to the living room, and scurries to the other side of the room, checking the hallway toward the kitchen. Realizing she's truly alone, Gabi relaxes slightly, her actions becoming a bit less stacatto.

From her purse, she pulls out the photos of her, Sami, and Kate in their attempt to drown Nick in the river. Carefully, she studies them, sighing as she flips through them.

GABI: Well...all you gotta do is burn them, Gabi. And you're homefree.

Gabi stops flipping when she hits upon the photos of EJ and Abby in a passionate liplock at the Smith Island cabin. After an excruciatingly long moment, Gabi looks ahead at the fireplace, with a roaring fire burning before her. She continues, thinking over her problem.

GABI: (voiceover) But what if I'm not.

Gabi takes a moment, and ponders over her situation more carefully, pacing the room as she thinks to herself.

GABI: (voiceover) What if EJ's been playing Sami, Kate, and I all along? I've never trusted him, and he's never exactly been all that loyal to Sami, either. Plus, what if Nick has him by the balls. Nick could making EJ play Sami for his own benefit...or...EJ could be on the level this time.

Gabi stops herself as she stands before the fire, ready to toss the pictures in. 

GABI: Burn 'em, or keep 'em. (sigh) What are you gonna do, Gabi?

Gabi stares into the fire, more confused than ever.

---

Nick walks into the Salem PD Headquarters, his manila envelope containing the files on Sheryl and Jordan in hand.

Spotting Rafe nearby, he walks over to greet him.

NICK: Rafe! Good morning!

Rafe is less-than-thrilled to see Nick, and takes a good swig of the black coffee in his hand before responding. The coffee's heat and bitterness causes Rafe to wince as he answers, his words dripping with sarcasm.

RAFE: Nick. You're up awfully early. Got tired of tormenting my sister so you decided to torment me, hm?

Nick chuckles, giving him his trademark smirk as he follows a disintered Rafe around like a lost puppydog.

NICK: You know, I think your protectiveness of Gabi is admirable. And I get it. I mean, we both love her, we both want what's best for her--

Rafe sits down at a desk in the middle of the room, setting his coffee cup down and leaning back as he interrupts Nick's diatribe.

RAFE: Naaah, see...see, you want what's best for you, and you've got some real wild ideas about what love is, Nick. I gotta tell you, so...I think the best thing for you to do, if you really love my sister...you know, like a normal person would do, is to leave her the Hell alone.

Nick leans in closer to Rafe, across the desk from him, still smiling smugly.

NICK: Well...I'd love to go tête-a-tête about what's best for Gabi, but...I have some business to take care of before I go home to have breakfast with her. See, since we live together now and all...

Rafe sits up suddenly, shocked by what he hears.

RAFE: What...are you talking about?
NICK: You haven't heard? She moved in last night with me at the Kiriakis mansion. 

Rafe laughs mockingly, shaking his head at what he perceives as a sick joke of Nick's.

RAFE: Give me a break. She'd never move in with the likes of you--
NICK: ...Oh, don't worry. She has her own bedroom, so...no hanky panky, for now anyway. If you don't believe me though? Ask her yourself. Now, if you don't mind, I have some information for Roman, and--
RAFE: You sick...

Hope approaches at this moment, stifling Rafe's enraged reaction to Nick's news. She looks at Nick sternly.

HOPE: Ahhh...Roman's...not in yet. And I don't know if he will be today. Is everything okay here?

Rafe looks up at Hope, a little startled by her arrival. Suddenly overcome by concern over Gabi, Rafe answers her question in a bit of a panic.

RAFE: Like Hell it is. This clown just told me Gabi moved in with him.
NICK: Like it or not, Rafe...it's true.
HOPE: Now, hold on. Rafe, just cool--
RAFE: I'm not cooling down, Hope. Look, I gotta go talk to my sister. Find out what the Hell's going on.

Rafe gets up from his desk, and grabs his jacket. Quickly downing his coffee, he starts to walk off, almost ignoring everything around him as Nick goads him on his way out of the station.

NICK: Tell her I won't be long, Rafe!

Nick chuckles to himself, as Rafe storms off. Hope stays behind, unimpressed by Nick's harrassing way.

HOPE: Your mother wouldn't be very impressed by you right now, you know.

Nick's smug look disappears, as Hope motions Nick toward Roman's office.

HOPE: Don't worry, I'm not gonna call her. Come on with me, I wanted to talk to you anyway about last night.

Hope turns and leads Nick into Roman's office. Once Nick's inside, Hope slams the door shut to the office, prompting Nick's almost-unbearable pain to arise once again. Hope doesn't notice at first, and begins to speak to Nick with her back to him, oblivious as Nick begins to hold his head in immense pain.

HOPE: So let's start with what you've got for Roman, since I'm gonna be taking care of his case load while he's...

Hope turns around, struck by the image of Nick leaning against the nearby desk, clutching his head. She cautiously steps toward him to see if he's okay.

HOPE: Nick? Nick, are you okay? NICK!

---

---

EJ stands in the doorway of the DiMera living room, trying to think of an answer to Sami's question, as Sami stands before him, rubbing her eyes of sleep.

EJ: Samantha...I umm...I have to head out to a...an early meeting.
SAMI: Meeting? It's like...not even 8am, EJ.
EJ: I realize, I just...I have some prep to do before so I'm gonna...head into the office early and get myself organized. You know?

Sami looks at EJ with a furrowed brow. She looks at him for a moment, before nodding and walking into the living room, making a beeline to the coffee tray Harold laid out.

SAMI: Right.

EJ isn't sure if Sami has bought his story, and watches her walk to the coffee carefully.

After a moment, Sami turns to respond further to EJ.

SAMI: Well, I'm gonna be at the office for 9:30. I have to stop off at Kate's. We have to...figure out what the plan is for tonight. I'm hoping Lucas was right and that this is the last we have to deal with Nick.

EJ sighs, responding somewhat more naturally to this than his previous statement.

EJ: Yeah. Trust me, I know. Gonna try to make sure of that.
SAMI: Right? Ummm...why don't you call me when your meeting's done, okay?

EJ nods, walking over to Sami, and giving her a goodbye peck on the lips.

EJ: Absolutely. Let me know how the meeting with Kate goes, alright?
SAMI: Yeah. Will do. Love you.
EJ: Love you.

After a moment spent looking lovingly at each other, EJ heads out of the room. Sami listens carefully for EJ to close the door to the house, before slowly walking over to EJ's desk in the corner of the room.

SAMI: Mmmhmm...

Sami pulls out the tablet from the top drawer. Shifty-eyed, she turns it on, and begins to tap the screen.

SAMI: Alright, EJ. Let's see who this so-called "meeting" is with.

Sami tries to log in and is immediately successful.

SAMI: (sigh) EJ, you really need to be better at passwords if you're gonna be married to me.

Sami smiles, pleased with herself at getting access to EJ's tablet so quickly, before opening up the Calendar app.

After a moment's work, she pulls up today's schedule. Other than the Penthouse Grille party in the evening, there's nothing on his calendar for today.

SAMI: Aaaaand just as I thought. Nothing.

Sami sets the tablet down on the desk, sighing as she looks around the room, trying to figure out what EJ's up to.

SAMI: Alright, EJ. What are you not telling me?

---

Hope rests a hand on Nick's shoulder, as he grasps at his head, trying to calm the intense head pain he's experiencing, as he leans against the desk in Roman's office.

HOPE: Nick! 

Nick begins to bring himself into check. He breathes deeply, while Hope looks on, deeply concerned for him.

NICK: I'm okay. I promise. Umm...Hope, do you have a glass of water or anything?
HOPE: Yeah! Yeah, one sec.

Hope races over to the water cooler in the corner of the room, and hastily pours Nick a cup, as Nick grabs a pill from his jacket pocket and quickly pops it in his mouth without Hope seeing it.

Hope returns with the glass of water, and Nick downs it and the pill quickly.

HOPE: Here.
NICK: Thank you.
HOPE: Nick, are you sure you're okay? This...this isn't because of the light falling last night, is it?

Nick shakes his head quickly, trying to not upset his head any futher, as he tries to focus himself to talk to Hope.

NICK: No, no. This started before then. I'm okay, though. Um...did you...did you make any progress on that, by the way?
HOPE: Not really. We found a...drop of blood by the door of the elevator, but...haven't been able to tie it to anyone so far.
NICK: Hm...well, I can make a statement for you later if you want. I just...I wanna get this info I have to Roman about the people who were trying to sabotage the Titan servers.

Hope sits down next to Nick, as they both lean on the edge of Roman's desk.

HOPE: Yeah, that's fine. I'll look into it if you want. Do you...you think the light falling on the soundstage is connected to the Titan hack?

Nick shrugs, speaking unusually candidly to his cousin, without the dastardly pretense he usually carries himself with.

NICK: Pfft, I don't know. It's not like I've been making a lot of friends lately. It could be anybody, for any number of reasons.

HOPE: But you didn't see anything or anyone unusual in the studio at all?
NICK: No.
HOPE: What about Jerome Grant? Did you see him at all?

Nick takes a moment to think it over, before slowly shaking his head.

NICK: No...no I haven't seen him since I ran into him with Abby at Salem U a few weeks ago. Like I said Hope, I didn't see anything, and I don't know that there's a connection between the light falling in the TV studio and the Titan hack.
HOPE: Well someone was out to get you, Nick. And you've become pretty powerful, pretty quickly. That usually creates a lot of enemies in a hurry, especially in this town.
NICK: No, you're right. 
HOPE: Plus, I did watch Nicole's special last night, and you were about to drop some names that seemed extremely delicious to you. So, I don't think it's out of the realm of possibility that the two are connected.

Nick nods, taking a moment to compose himself before answering Hope.

NICK: Yeah, you're right. I mean, I do know who the Titan hackers are, and I was going to expose them. Right there, on TV.
HOPE: That's why you're here now, isn't it? You know who they are.

Abe's voice cuts through, causing Nick and Hope to look toward the door of Roman's office, where Abe has just walked in.

ABE: Well that's good to hear. Because I want them caught by the end of tonight. And I think you, Nick, can help us make that happen.

Nick looks a bit confused, but smiles at Abe's determined statement.

---

Kate stands in the kitchenette of her loft, scooping yogurt into a bowl for herself, as Billie opens and walks through the front door to her mother's home. Kate barely looks up as her daughter enters, continuing to prep her breakfast.

KATE: Another good night with the good doctor?

Billie shuts the door to Kate's loft, giving her mother an annoyed look.

BILLIE: As a matter of fact, yes. Thank you.

Kate throws some banana slices on top of her yogourt, before pulling a spoon from the utensil drawer. She raises it as if it were a teacher's ruler, scolding Billie playfully.

KATE: I told you to be careful with Daniel, honey.
BILLIE: Mother....just because you've had your problems with Daniel doesn't mean I will.
KATE: If it were just me, that'd be one thing. But the only person he hasn't screwed in some form or fashion in this family has been Austin...well, and...wait, no, just Austin.
BILLIE: Mom!

Kate shrugs, before picking up her bowl to eat her breakfast.

KATE: Okay, he didn't REALLY do anything to Phillip and he doesn't know Rex or Cassie, thank God, but other than that--

Billie becomes exasperated with Kate, cutting her off a second time.

BILLIE: Mother! Enough! I get it!
KATE: Well, I'm sorry but I don't see where I'm wrong here. And yes, I know I do this to you daily but I'm HOPING, maybe eventually I'll get through to you!
BILLIE: Well, that makes one of us, because I know I won't get through to you.

Kate downs a spoonful of her breakfast, before pointing her spoon once again Billie's way to help make her point.

KATE: Mm! You're right. You won't.

Billie rolls her eyes as she sits down on a stool on the other side of the kitchen bar, as Kate changes the subject abruptly.

KATE: So, what's on the agenda today? You going to the big gala at the Penthouse Grille tonight?
BILLIE: I will be, yeah. I'm hoping we can get this business with Sheryl, Jordan, and Nick finally finished tonight.
KATE: Oh, honey, don't worry. I know for a FACT we're gonna bust them before the night's done. We have them dead to rights!

Billie pauses a moment before responding, less confident than her mother.

BILLIE: I'm not so sure about that, honestly.

Kate looks back at Billie, a little confused.

KATE: What do you mean by that?
BILLIE: I mean we're going to have to come up with a plan, and fast to get them into our trap, or they're gonna slip through our fingers.
KATE: We'll get them. I have faith in you, and in Abe.
BILLIE: Well, let's hope so.
KATE: Want me to pick you up?

Billie is about to answer, when the doorbell rings. Getting up from the stool she's been sitting on, she heads for the door, still turning back to look at Kate.

BILLIE: No, it's fine. I'm going to the hospital to visit Theresa first, and Daniel's gonna drive me over.

Kate takes the last bite of her breakfast, before holding her spoon up, wagging it disapprovingly at Billie again.

KATE:  More bad decisions.
BILLIE: Whatever, Mother.

Billie turns away from Kate, and slides open the door to the loft, revealing John at the other side. Billie is surprised to see him.

---

Gabi stands before the raging fire in the Kiriakis fireplace, holding the photos of her, Sami, and Kate trying to drown Nick in her hands. She throws the pictures in, one by one.

She exhales audibly, the relief visible in her face as the evidence that Nick held over her disappears before her eyes. She stops suddenly once she hits the photos of Abby and EJ together at Smith Island. She sighs again, holding the pictures in her hands.

GABI: Do I? Or don't I?

After a moment, Gabi silently makes her decision. She draws the photos close to her chest, and slowly returns those particular pictures back into the manila envelope that contained them. 

She sighs again, nodding slowly.

GABI: It's the best insurance. Just in case EJ's playing both sides. Now I have some power.

Gabi places the envelope in her bag, before turning to head for the doorway, only to be stopped by the sound of Maggie and Rafe chatting as Maggie opens the door to the Kiriakis living room.

The sound startles Gabi, who hasn't quite got the pictures stuffed into her purse, and she quickly swings her bag behind her back, which Rafe spots immediately.

GABI: Rafe!

MAGGIE: Ahh...Gabi...Good morning! Rafe's here to see you.

Gabi smiles awkwardly, her arms trying desperately to hide her handbag from Rafe's view (unsuccessfully). Maggie seems equally baffled by Gabi's strong reaction to Rafe's arrival, and observes both of their reactions to each other.

GABI: Awesome! What...what did you want, Rafe?
RAFE: Gabi...you and I need to have a little chat.

Gabi tenses up, not sure what exactly is going on, as Rafe looks at her stoicly.

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