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Follow the lives of the residents of Salem. This blog begins with events following the February 14, 2014 episode of the TV series, taking it on a new course based on events prior to that date.


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


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Abby and Laura emerge from the kitchen of the Horton house, laughing as they talk to each other about their day. As they enter the living room, a moment of awkward silence hits them.


ABBY: You know, I know I don't say this very often, Grandma, but...it's good to have you back in Salem.


Laura takes Abby into a warm embrace, feeling grateful for her granddaughter's love.


LAURA: Oh, Sweetheart. It's so lovely to be back. And to see you so grown, and...happy again. I know, it's been hard with Chad gone.


Abby looks down, wistfully. She shrugs, trying not to think too much on it.


ABBY: Yeah, I mean...it hasn't been easy but...you know...Chad and I...things didn't work out.


Abby sits down on the sofa, and Laura quickly follows suit. The pair lean against the back cushion, looking at each other as they converse.


LAURA: Well, maybe not for now, but...I mean...Chad's recovering from being shot, it's not like he's never coming back to Salem. Honey, anything can happen.


Abby looks back, somewhat uncomfortably, as she thinks over what her grandmother has suggested.




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At the Kiriakis Mansion, the family gathers around the long dining table to share a dinner. The tension thick in the air. Anjelica tries in vain to break the stone silence.


ANJELICA: So...I have to thank everyone for allowing me to come tonight.


Justin raises his head from his plate, swallowing hard as he interjects.


JUSTIN: It's not like we had much of a choice, Anjelica.
ANJELICA: Well, now, that's not very hospitable of you, Justin. I simply wanted to spend some time with my son. After all, we have been living apart for awhile now, since he's living with his lovely wife.


Noelle smiles awkwardly through chewing her food. She looks to Alex, who is also trying to eat (and hopefully stay out of the conversation).


ANJELICA: Alex, how do you like living here with your father's family?


Alex nearly chokes on his lamb souvlaki, attempting to answer Anjelica quickly. He finally swallows, and coughs before answering.


ALEX: Ah...great. It's been very...eventful.
ANJELICA: I'm pleased to hear. I know we haven't had much chance to talk since I've launched the campaign and all, but...I'm so proud of you.
ALEX: Thanks...Anjelica.


Maggie interjects, hoping to quell the tension in the room by addressing the elephant in the room.


MAGGIE: Ah...Anjelica? You're staying at the Salem Inn, I heard. 
ANJELICA: Yes, I have! I've taken a suite there for the time being.
MAGGIE: Mm! Ahh...how long do you plan on staying?


Adrienne looks knowingly at Justin, she mutters under her breath.


ADRIENNE: Here it comes.


Anjelica smiles at Maggie as she responds to her question.


ANJELICA: Well, funny you should ask. As it turns out, I'm going to be doing a lot more campaigning in the Salem area than I previously thought. Since I'm all about cutting back on fiscal waste and finding inefficiencies in government, it somewhat behooves me to practice what I preach. So...I was hoping to ask a small favour of you all...


Justin shouts out across the dining table, firmly and clearly.


JUSTIN: NO, ANJELICA! You may NOT stay here!


All eyes immediately begin to dart back and forth between Justin and Anjelica, as Anjelica gives a curious, and almost-amused look Justin's way.




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Eric sits on his stool at the Brady Pub's bar, a look of total incredulity on his face, as he faces his mother, who stands before him.


Marlena looks down, almost ashamed of what she's said.


ERIC: I'm sorry, did I hear you right?


Marlena nods, reluctantly.


MARLENA: Yes. I asked you to help me run a DNA test on your father.


Eric looks baffled by Marlena's suggestion.


ERIC: For what reason, Mom?

MARLENA: Look, just...hear me out. Valerie and I were discussing your father's treatment, and...well...we can't locate any medical records on him from before the time Kristen brought him back to Salem.
ERIC: Mom, that was over 20 years ago!
MARLENA: Yes. I know. 
ERIC: So you only noticed this now?


Marlena looks to the ground, half-shrugging as she's confused by the development herself.


MARLENA: Well...we never had to dig into his file that way, and...quite honestly, I was just thankful to have him home again, after we thought he'd died.
ERIC: Okay...so where does the DNA test come in?
MARLENA: (sigh) When your father came home, his face was bandaged up, and at first, I didn't recognize him. And when Valerie told me the files were missing, I...my mind went back to that day. I knew something was wrong, and...I followed my wish to see your father again instead of following my gut.


Eric's tone softens as he guides Marlena to the stool beside his. 


ERIC: What did your gut tell you, though?
MARLENA: That Kristen and Stefano were up to something. As usual. Eric, neither of them would think anything of taking some stranger off the street, and brainwashing them into thinking they were Roman. They've done it before.


Eric breathes in deeply, nodding quietly as Marlena tells her story, then sighs.


ERIC: I know you're right. But we've been so sure for so long about Dad...Mom, he's so ill. Do you really think now is the time to be...going down this path? We should focus on trying to make sure his time left with us are as comfortable as possible.
MARLENA: I agree, if we know that it's just dementia. Quite frankly, Eric, I couldn't live with myself if I knew there was more to it than that. That Stefano had implanted these memories in him, and caused this terrible illness in him, and I didn't find out the truth in time? When I could possibly find out it's something else, and potentially save his life? 

ERIC: I understand.


Marlena leans over, putting her hand over Eric's on the bar. She looks her son dead in the eye.


MARLENA: Eric, you know I wouldn't ask unless it was extremely important. Will you do this for me?


Eric furrows his brow, in deep thought over whether he should help Marlena or not.







Nicole sits at her desk, focused on her computer, scouring the documents Nick sent her regarding the EnerNext deal. She hears a knock on her office door, which she responds to without looking up.


NICOLE: Come in!


Sami enters Nicole's office, a determined look on her face. Nicole turns quickly to see who it is, and immediately sighs, rolling her eyes as she realizes it's Sami.


NICOLE: (sigh) What do you want? I'm busy.


Sami closes the door behind her, and folds her arms as she stands across the room from Nicole.


SAMI: Where's Abby?


Nicole looks over at Sami, giving an icy glare, as she responds cooly.


NICOLE: She went home. I figured I could handle this by myself. 


Sami doesn't budge, as Nicole takes a moment to look over a paper on her desk. Moments later, Nicole looks back up at Sami, then the door.


NICOLE: That was a hint.
SAMI: Yeah, well, I'm not going anywhere. I have something important to talk with you about.


Nicole looks up, giving Sami a fake smile and a sarcastic reply, as she tries to focus on her work.


NICOLE: Oh. Great. 


Sami begins to saunter over to Nicole's desk, beginning to talk to her as she heads from Nicole's desk. Nicole carries on working as she half-listens to Sami, never looking up at Sami.


SAMI: I just had a kind of a meeting with Kate...and...we learned something more about the situation with Titan that I think you'd wanna know about.


Sami leans against Nicole's desk. The intrusion into Nicole's personal space causes Nicole to look up at Sami, suddenly engaged in what she has to say.


SAMI: Nick now has controlling interest in Titan, and that makes him powerful, and dangerous. So I am going to follow EJ's promise, and give you total freedom for your special about the EnerNext project. 
NICOLE: Even if Will gets caught in the crossfire?
SAMI: I'll make sure Will lands on his feet. You take that son-of-a-bitch Nick Fallon down before he destroys any more lives.


Nicole and Sami look intensely at each other, Sami's simmering rage in her eyes.




Abby smiles half-heartedly at Laura, as they sit across from each other on the couch in the Horton living room. Abby shrugs as she thinks over what her grandmother's said.


ABBY: I mean...I guess, but...Grandma, a lot's gone down since Chad left town. I mean (laughs) I just went on this...great date with this guy I met at Salem U.


Laura perks up, excited to hear about Abby's date.


LAURA: Ooo! Tell me more! Who's this handsome stranger?


Abby laughs, starting to blush at Laura's teasing.


ABBY: (laughs) Grandma, stop! His name's Jerome Grant, and he's a grad student. I really enjoyed myself.
LAURA: Oh! Grant! Is his mother Valerie Grant?
ABBY: Grandmother. And yeah, he lives with her, she just moved back to town.
LAURA: YES! I remember her! She worked with me when she was nursing student years and years ago. She's a fantastic woman. I remember your cousin David was madly in love with her. They were so beautiful together.


Laura looks at Abby, who looks on, fascinated by Laura's story. She stops, and pinches her granddaughter's cheek.


LAURA: And I know that you and Jerome will be just as beautiful. Especially if he's anything like his grandmother.


Abby and Laura share a laugh, and Abby smiles warmly at her grandmother.


ABBY: From what I hear, Jerome thinks the world of his grandma. Honestly, Grandma, I think losing Chad was the best thing that ever happened to me.




Eric sits next to Marlena on the barstools at the Brady Pub. Eric takes a moment to mull over what his mother's just suggested to him before responding.


ERIC: I dunno, Mom. I don't know if I can go along with a DNA test on Dad.
MARLENA: And I understand. But you need to understand why I have to ask.
ERIC: I think I do. You got burned once before with John. Stefano took years away from you with Dad, and...he made you second guess yourself. Now there's a chance that this man we've spent so many years thinking is Roman may not be...but...Mom, I don't see what value there is in that. 


Marlena looks at Eric, pensively.


MARLENA: There is, though. We need to know his medical history if we want to be able to treat him properly.
ERIC: Yeah, But....Mom. Think about it. Sami's going through therapy to overcome her repressed trauma over her relationship with EJ. I'm just trying to get my life back together after Kristen turned it upside down. Carrie's in Europe, trying to juggle her career, raising Noah, and feeling helpless because she can't help Dad...Caroline's struggling to make it through every day now. She may not have much time left. And then there's Kim...


Kim's voice calls out from behind them, causing both Marlena and Eric to turn around suddenly.


KIM: What about me?


Kim stands before Marlena and Eric, an awkward smile on her face as she anticipates being filled in on their conversation.




Anjelica feigns being stunned, as the rest of the family look on silently, some awkwardly trying to continue their meal, as Anjelica responds to Justin's outburst.


ANJELICA: Well, Justin! I'm suprised at you! I didn't realize you were still holding onto such hostility toward me after all these years--


Justin stands up abruptly from his seat at the table, his voice raising over Anjelica's as he vents.


JUSTIN: Oh, come off it, Anjelica! We all knew this was coming. We knew why you wanted so desperately to come have dinner with us. You can drop the charade now.
ANJELICA: Well, I don't know what you're talking about, Justin, because I have been nothing but forthright with my intentions tonight. 
JUSTIN: Oh, have you?
ANJELICA: Yes, I have. I came here to see my son, and his lovely wife, and his family. I came here to do business with them, and help further my campaign. I hardly see the issue in that.


Noelle sits back, attentively listening to the back-and-forth between the ex-lovers.


JUSTIN: Of course you don't! You never do! Sometimes I think you're completely oblivious to any and all social cues! 
ANJELICA: Oh, believe me, Justin, I am aware of them. 


Anjelica slowly rises from her seat, leaning on the edge of the dinner table as she zeroes in on Justin.


ANJELICA: I know the resentment you hold toward me. I even understand it. I did some things that were incredibly cruel to both you and Adrienne. And for that, I am tremendously sorry. But I refuse to stand back and allow hostility and pettiness continue to keep a wedge between my son's family and myself. All I ask is to stay here. To spend time with my son, his wife, and his family. All I want is an opportunity to allow us all to heal from the damage that I fully admit...that I caused.


The family look on, stone silent, as Anjelica stares down a defiant Justin. She then turns her gaze over to Alex.


ANJELICA: Are you willing to give me the opportunity, or not?


Alex looks back at his mom, awkwardly. He looks over and notices all eyes are now on him. He struggles to find an answer to his mother's question.






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


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In the Kiriakis dining room, Anjelica stands alone with Noelle in the corner. Looking around to make sure they're alone, Noelle approaches Anjelica.


NOELLE: So...?
ANJELICA: I think Alex will be on our side on this.
NOELLE: Perfect.


Noelle looks around, highly suspicious of anyone entering the dining room, so much so, despite being alone, Noelle continues to whisper to Anjelica.


NOELLE: (whispering) Look, I have news.
ANJELICA: Well, spit it out!
NOELLE: (whispering) It's Victor!


Noelle gestures emphatically to get Anjelica to quiet down, as she whispers to Anjelica.


NOELLE: He's awake, we have to tell Nick.


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As Anjelica begins to respond, Justin, Maggie, and Sonny enter the dining room, all sharing a laugh as they sit down at the table. Noelle and Anjelica awkwardly halt their conversation and join them.


Sitting down, the room falls quiet, as they all look at each other, unsure how to start the conversation.


NOELLE: It's....so nice to have family together for once.


All five of them look around at each other, unsure what to do, before Noelle grabs her drink from in front of her and awkwardly raises a toast. 


NOELLE: To...family!


The others reluctantly join in, most looking awkwardly at each other, wondering what brought on Noelle's toast.


ALL: Cheers!


As they clink their glasses, they immediately take sips so long, most finish their drinks in one go.




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Alex and Will stand alone together in the Kiriakis living room. They look awkwardly at each other, as Will asks a serious question.


WILL: Ahhh....so, I haven't had a chance to ask anybody yet but...I know there's been a huge upheaval at work today. What does that mean for us?


Alex is taken aback by Will's question, leaving him momentarily speechless.


ALEX: Ahh...you mean at the office?


Will laughs, his heart aflutter, as he, without thinking, blurts out a response.


WILL: Yeah, I mean...what did you think I meant? I mean, you're cute and all but...


Alex and Will laugh, as Will realizes what he's just said and begins to blush.


WILL: I mean...oh God. What did I just say?
ALEX: No...(laughs) God, Will, don't be embarrassed. I know what you meant. Don't worry.


Will looks to the ceiling, closing his eyes in embarrassment, as Adrienne steps into the doorway from the dining room. She looks on, troubled by what she observes.


WILL: Ugh, sorry. I didn't mean to imply that I was...attracted to you at all. You're my boss, and MARRIED. I'm marrying your BROTHER. I just...I tend to put my foot in my mouth a lot. I'm sorry.
ALEX: Don't worry. Seriously. It's okay. Just as long as you don't have this problem with words on the page, we're good.


Will laughs, as Adrienne steps into the room.


ADRIENNE: Ah, boys? Are you gonna join us for dinner at all?


Adrienne looks directly into Will's eyes, an almost accusatory look in them, despite her sweet tone. It immediately discomforts Will.




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Outside club TBD, Kate and Sami stand, having confronted Nick and Gabi on their date, pestering Gabi about her modelling contract offers. Now, Sami's expression becomes more one of worry.


SAMI: You seem worried. You weren't before.
KATE: I had no reason to be before. Nick worming his way into the CEO position at Titan was nothing. He could be out of there within hours if he so much as breathed the wrong way. But if he has controlling interest? All bets are off, and we need to tread carefully.
SAMI: Oh, to Hell with that. He's going to put us all in jail, Kate.


Kate tries to quiet Sami down, but Sami continues, increasingly panicked.


KATE: Sami, C--

SAMI: ...Oh don't try to shut me up. You know I'm right. What is he gonna do when he finds out we're trying to set him up? Dammit, Kate, we need to do something about him, and fast.




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Inside Club TBD, Nick and Gabi sit, Gabi deep in thought about what just transpired. Nick notices Gabi's contemplative look, and crooks his head slightly to get her attention.


NICK: Hello?? Earth to Gabi.


Gabi snaps out of her trance, shaking her head suddenly, looking Nick's way.


GABI: Ugh, sorry. Just...in case you didn't notice, I have....a decision to make.
NICK: Nah, I get it. But I think you know what you're doing. I trust you.


Gabi smiles, as Nick reaches across the table to take Gabi's hand gently in his. Gabi wants to pull away, but manages to stop herself.


NICK: I know I haven't been....exactly the most trustworthy person, myself. But I do want you to know, I'm gonna do everything I can from now on, to give you exactly the life you deserve. 


Gabi looks down momentarily at Nick's hand holding hers. 


NICK: I love you, Gabi.


Gabi hesitates to answer Nick, the words caught in her throat.







Kate walks in closer to Sami in front of Club TBD, and attempts to calm Sami down.


KATE: Sami, you need to think of the long game here. Nick has the power to destroy all of us. That includes Will. So let's stay the course for now, and keep our eyes peeled for any opening.
SAMI: We don't have time for that, Kate. It's time we make an opening.


Sami, determined, storms off, leaving Kate behind, more worried than ever.


KATE: Sami! Sami! (sigh)




Inside Club TBD, Gabi struggles to respond to Nick, as Nick waits for a response. T arrives with their tapas, which he starts putting down on the table, breaking the tension.


T: Alright! I've got some grilled calamari...lamb proscuitto dumplings, and a mango salad.
NICK: Thank you.
GABI: Thanks, T.


T stands by them, ever the professional.


T: Anything I can get you guys? Refill on your drinks? 


Nick holds up a finger, never taking his eyes off Gabi.


NICK: Yeah...give me a bottle of your best champagne.
T: You got it!


T walks off, leaving Nick and Gabi alone, as she hastily reaches for her fork, trying to eat before she has to respond to Nick.


NICK: I know we've got a lot of baggage, Gabi. And...I know you're probably not ready to tell me you love me, but...I just wanted you to know that I do. And I will always look out for your best interests.


Gabi smiles, as she swallows her calamari. 


GABI: I know. Thank you. Thank you for being so patient.


Nick smiles back at Gabi, looking intensely at her for a moment before asking another question.


NICK: Gabi.


Gabi looks back, inquisitively, if a little tense.


NICK: I...I don't wanna put any pressure on you at all, but...well...now that I've got this job, and...the company assets...I'm planning to finally move out of the room upstairs at the pub.

GABI: That's great! I'm glad you're finally able to do that.
NICK: Yeah, so...now, once I have a home to call my own, and...don't feel like you have to say 'yes' or anything...but...would you like to move in with me?


Gabi's eyes widen, stunned by Nick's suggestion, and unsure how to react, or respond.




Will and Adrienne stare off at each other, clearly communicating unspoken thoughts with each other, as Alex looks on, trying to cut the tension.


ALEX: Ah...Adrienne. Sorry, we were...catching up on work stuff. 


Adrienne continues to focus her eyes on Will, though breaking her gaze eventually as she responds to her stepson.


ADRIENNE: Of course. Ah, well...dinner's about to be served, so...come on.
ALEX: Sure thing.


As Alex leaves the room, Will is held back by Adrienne, who speaks quietly to Will, as she grabs his arm, not forcefully, but firmly.


ADRIENNE: A little advice, Will? If you expect me to play my part, you'd better do a lot better job of yours.


Will looks down at Adrienne, and nearly bursts out laughing. He shakes his head dismissively.


WILL: Adrienne, you're looking for something that isn't even there. 
ADRIENNE: Am I? Because those eyes you were giving each other just now tell me otherwise.
WILL: What looks? The only looks I was giving were directed at you when you once again inserted yourself in a conversation that was none of your business.


Adrienne folds her arms, giving Will a squinted glare.


ADRIENNE: Despite what you think, I didn't just fall off the turnip truck. I can tell you're attracted to Alex. 
WILL: I love Sonny--


Adrienne snaps back at Will, cutting him off from continuing his thought.


ADRIENNE: And Justin loved me. But he still had that affair with Anjelica and still had her child. 


Will stops himself, momentarily looking down, as he soaks in what Adrienne is saying to him. Adrienne steps in closer to Will, speaking a bit more earnestly, and less bitingly.


ADRIENNE: You have two very impulsive parents, who lead with their hearts and not their heads. Don't be like them. Alex may not be my son by blood but I love him just as much as I love Sonny, and I don't want either of them hurt. If you do, I will make sure you regret it.


Adrienne backs away, releasing the tension in her body with a sigh as she turns toward the dining room. As Adrienne walks away, Will looks down, shaking his head as he sighs, his head full from Adrienne's warning. He makes his way to the dining room as well.




Eric sits at the bar of the Brady Pub, a pint of beer before him, as he makes a call on his cell phone to Nicole. Waiting to hear her pick up, he is unsuccessful, and the call goes to voice mail.


ERIC: Hey, Nicole. It's Eric. I ah...I know you've had a big break in your story for tomorrow but...I'm just wondering when you'll be back. I mean...it is our...our wedding night, and I'd...just call me back when you get this. I love you.


Hanging up, Eric takes a drink, as Marlena walks into the pub. 


MARLENA: Ah! Eric!


Eric turns around to see his mother, and gives her a hug.


ERIC: Mom! Hey. How'd your meeting go at the hospital?
MARLENA: Oh well...Valerie and I had...a lot to talk about. It's actually why I'm here. I'm glad I ran into you. I...I have something to ask of you, and I don't think you're going to like it very much.


Eric looks at Marlena, concerned.


ERIC: Why? What is it?


Marlena hesitates for a moment, before reluctantly responding, unable to look Eric in the eyes as she does.


MARLENA: I need your help to run a DNA test on your father.


Eric looks back in amazement, stunned by his mother's request.




Dr. Rolf sits opposite Stefano in a dimly lit room in Stefano's Italian island villa. The two longtime partners-in-crime discuss their plans as the sun sets.


STEFANO: So! When can we expect the patient will be ready?
DR. ROLF: Stefano, I cannot give you a firm timeline on this. You know what happened the last time.
STEFANO: Yes, unfortunately, I do. 


Stefano looks off in a distance momentarily, as Dr. Rolf continues.


DR. ROLF: We cannot have a repeat of what happened before. As you know, the second Pawn project was effective but ultimately we couldn't utilize him because we caused too much brain damage. He would never be able to take proper direction from us.

STEFANO: Hmmm, yes. And now he appears to be in terminal decline.


Dr. Rolf nods sadly.


DR. ROLF: Yes, indeed. It is a real shame. And, of course, our attempt to reprogram John Black failed miserably as well. 


Dr. Rolf thinks aloud, becoming more and more agitated as he contemplates his strategy.


DR. ROLF: There has got to be a way to find the balance. My work on the second pawn was too potent, and on John Black, not enough.

Stefano looks Rolf sternly in the eyes, as he points at him to make his point.

STEFANO: And THAT is why THIS Pawn MUST work for us to get us what we need, or else everything we have worked so hard for will be destroyed!


Rolf looks back at Stefano, nodding with a sombre expression on his face.



In a dark, windowless room, a man is tied to a chair in an otherwise empty room. His hands and feet are bound.


On a screen in front of him, a flurry of images appear on a projector screen. Many disturbing images flash by, changing almost as soon as they appear.


Crawling insects. 

Scenes from bloody warfare. 

A gun being fired.


John Black's face then appears, before disappearing, replaced by more violent images.


The man writhes about, his mouth gagged, keeping him from shouting out. He struggles, trying to resist the intense images presented before him, but enraged far more by John than any other.






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


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Marlena sits in Valerie's office at University Hospital, as they go over Roman's case. Valerie shakes her head as she goes over his file.


VALERIE: You know, Marlena, I've gotta say...I know that there's a lot of missing pieces here, but...this man has been in your life for so many years. I...I mean, wouldn't you have known sooner that he isn't who he claims he is?


Marlena looks down, contemplatively.


MARLENA: I've thought about that. But he felt so....familiar to me. That day that Kristen wheeled him into my room...I wasn't sure but...something felt so...I knew that I knew this man. 
VALERIE: But you didn't believe Kristen when she told you he was Roman.


Marlena looks at Valerie, remembering that day with Kristen, the anger coming through in her voice as she thinks of Kristen.


MARLENA: I wasn't really willing to believe anything that...that woman told me. She'd told so many lies already, it was...it just looked like another scheme to keep John and I apart.
VALERIE: Understandable, but what made you realize she was right?
MARLENA: I just...I heard him speak. I heard his voice and...what he had to say. We knew...I knew I knew and cared for this man. We knew he was Roman. Nobody....questioned it once we'd spoken with him. 
VALERIE: Marlena. From what you've told me, that's the same thing everyone said when John arrived in town. We need to be absolutely certain that this man IS Roman Brady.


Marlena looks up, deeply troubled by Valerie's suggestion.






Stefano's limo pulls up to a grand castle on the remote Italian island. His driver parks and hustles to open the door for him. Stefano steps out of the car, and pulls off his sunglasses, gazing upon the beauty of his grand home.




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In the Kiriakis living room, Alex and Justin stand, discussing Justin's animosity toward Anjelica. Justin steps over to the bar, hoping to grab a drink, as Alex looks on. 


ALEX: Dad?


Justin looks at the mostly empty caraffe, stunned by how much Anjelica's taken already. He pours himself what's left. The awkward silence holds in the air a moment, before Alex sighs and begins to tell his father what's on his mind.


ALEX: Look, I don't mean to downplay what Anjelica did to you, or to Adrienne.


Justin puts his drink down on the bar with a bit of a slam. He speaks harshly to his son.


JUSTIN: Then don't.


Justin turns around, another awkward moment of silence between them, as the doorbell rings.


JUSTIN: And don't make excuses for her either. Your mother rigged a construction site to blow Adrienne up. Then she kidnapped you. This isn't stealing a few hair ties from a store at the mall, Alex. I'm not entirely prepared to forgive and forget.

ALEX: But she did bring me back. And you and Adrienne were wonderful parents to me. You did a great job.


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Justin sighs, smiling at his son. As Anjelica steps back into the room from the foyer, escorting Will into the room with her. Upon seeing Alex, he stops, smiling awkwardly as Justin and Alex look back.


ANJELICA: Well, look who I found at the door. Does this fine young man belong to anyone in the house?


Alex smiles back at Will, as they both stare without a word shared. Justin ignores this, as he fixates on Anjelica.




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Gabi and Kate sit across from each other at the table at Club TBD, having an intense conversation about the state of affairs at Titan. Knowing Nick will be back from the bathroom any second, they remain tense and vigilant, each checking over their shoulder every few moments to ensure he isn't on his way back.


GABI: Honestly, Kate, I don't know that I like the odds of that 4% stakeholder remaining loyal to Titan. I mean, I've heard how rocky things are, and with Nick coming on...he's completely inexperienced running a company like this, they're bound to sell before the shares become completely worthless.
KATE: Leave that to me. Nick may in for a fall sooner than you think, and at least at my end of things, I'm going to make sure we make Titan a lot of money so that we can get out of this rut.


Nick approaches from behind Kate, causing both she and Gabi to look up with a start.


NICK: That's the spirit I wanna hear from my staff, Kate.
KATE: You know, Nick. Relish calling us staff members for now, because it won't be long before the board sees through you, and your incompetence will earn you a nice fat pink slip.
NICK: I guess I should've anticipated a little resistance. But I still wouldn't push my luck if I were you, Kate.


Kate chuckles momentarily to herself, unthreatened by Nick's confidence. She looks back at Gabi, a bit amused, as she rolls her eyes, and looks back at Nick and responds sarcastically.


KATE: I'm quaking in my boots.
NICK: You should be. Because I just found out some good news. 
KATE: I'm waiting with baited breath to hear it.


Nick smiles, as he leans in closely at their table.


NICK: I just got the controlling interest of the Titan stock. So not only am I running the show, I own it, too!


Nick laughs, almost maniacally, as Gabi and Kate's faces turn sheet-white.







Justin gives Anjelica sideeye, as he grabs his drink from the bar table and shakes Will's hand firmly.


JUSTIN: Will! Good to see you! Ah, Sonny's already at the table, they're serving dinner about now. We should probably join them.
WILL: Oh...yeah.
ANJELICA: Well, am I going to be introduced or not?


Alex interjects to spare everyone Justin's cutting remarks at Anjelica's expense.


ALEX: Ah...Anjelica Deveraux, this is...Will Horton. Will is...Sonny's fiancé. Will...meet my mother.


Anjelica gives a surprised smile, turning to shake Will's hand, which he accepts, though still unsure what to make of the situation.


ANJELICA: Ahh! Will!
WILL: Pleased to meet you.
ANJELICA: And I, you. You know, I have always really admired the Horton family. Such a pillar of our community. Tom and Alice were such lovely people.


Justin rolling his eyes at Anjelica's phoney interest in Will, turns to head for the dining room.


JUSTIN: (sigh) Talk about laying it on thick.


Justin turns back to motion the others into the dining room.


JUSTIN: Come on, guys. Let's get this over with before we lose what's left of our appetites.


Will smiles awkwardly, not sure whether to laugh at Justin's joke or not, as Anjelica nods to Will and touches her son's forearm on her way into the next room.


ANJELICA: I'll see you in there.


Leaving Alex and Will alone in the living room, the tension between them remains. Will looks up at Alex, unsure what to say.


WILL: Ah...so I didn't...I didn't know your mom was in town.
ALEX: Yeah...we're...not exactly close. I mean...
WILL: It's okay. I understand. My mom and I have...a similar relationship.


Alex and Will share a laugh. As things grow quiet again, Will's eyes squint a bit, looking at Alex with concern.


WILL: Ahhh....so, I haven't had a chance to ask anybody yet but...I know there's been a huge upheaval at work today. What does that mean for us?


Alex is taken aback by Will's question, leaving him momentarily speechless.




Kate gets up from her seat across from Gabi at Club TBD, looking disgusted. She gives Nick a murderous glare.


KATE: Well, I don't know how you managed this, but don't expect me to cowtow to your every demand. I expect to be able to continue to run my business the way I see fit.


Nick plays it cool, as usual. Shaking his head as he gently responds to Kate, hands in his pockets.


NICK: Not to worry. Just make sure that you stay out of my way, and you'll have all the autonomy you need.


All three turn abruptly upon hearing Sami's voice from behind them. She's revved up to play her part in the ruse, and takes on a snide tone straight away.


SAMI: GABI! Don't sign anything. I have news.


Nick turns to face Sami, smiling even wider now that the games have really begun.


NICK: Sami! Glad you could join us!


Sami reaches into her bag, handing Gabi a document of her own.


SAMI: Gabi, I need you to reconsider Kate's offer. You don't wanna be working under Nick. He's been named CEO of Titan. 
GABI: Sami, I know, he...


Sami doesn't wait for Gabi to answer, instead carrying on in her fake tirade.


SAMI: He told you, okay. GREAT. But he didn't tell you that he's completely ineffective as CEO without also holding controlling stock interest. So he won't be able to do for your career what I can, seeing as he'll be working in a hostile environment.


Nick immediately interjects, cutting Sami off before she can continue making her "case".


NICK: Aaactually, Sami. That part's not quite true. As I was just telling Kate and Gabi...I just got the stock I needed to take controlling interest. 
SAMI: You what?
NICK: Yeah! Isn't that fantastic? 
SAMI: That's impossible. You don't have the resources to buy up 1,000 shares, let alone the amount it would take to take 51%...


Kate, and Sami both realize at the same moment, with Gabi putting the pieces together moments after.


SAMI: ...You have a benefactor.
NICK: Not quite.
SAMI: Bull.
NICK: No! Honestly. Titan shares are worth next to nothing at this point. It was actually pretty easy for me to buy up shares from the public supply at cut rate prices bit by bit over the last few months. Thanks to a rather...generous infusion of cash from Julie, some good timing with a good broker, plus my big bonus for my hard work on the latest foundation line for MadWorld, my package for taking over as CEO...I ah...well, I managed to secure the last bits I needed to take advantage when a major shareholder gave up her piece of the pie.


Nick shrugs, convinced he's thrown Sami and Kate off the trail, but Sami's not so convinced. She bites her tongue, instead looking at an equally unconvinced Kate.


KATE: That's still millions of dollars in shares, Nick.


Nick nods, casually.


NICK: Mmhmm. See, when you start investing and you make a couple good deals...it all snowballs. 


Sami stops herself, looking over at Kate, who looks on cautiously.


SAMI: Gabi. Choose wisely. Your future depends on it. Call me when you decide.


Sami nods to Kate, then Nick.


SAMI: Kate. Nick.


As Sami takes off, Nick chuckles to himself, sitting himself down at the table with Gabi. Kate, putting on her purse, preparing to leave, looks to Gabi.


KATE: Gabi, Sami's right. You need to choose wisely. Go with the team that has your back. 


Kate's eyes widen, almost in disbelief of what's coming out of her mouth. Gabi looks down at the papers on the table, as Kate turns to Nick.


KATE: Nick, thank you for filling me in.
NICK: Oh, are you kidding? It was my pleasure.
KATE: I'm sure it was. Have a great evening.


Kate turns away, rolling her eyes at Nick as she follows Sami out of the building. 



Just outside the door, both women breathe a sigh of relief.


SAMI: Do you think we got him fooled?
KATE: I don't know, but I think we need to find out who's bankrolling this, and fast. 


Sami's expression morphs into one of worry.




Marlena paces Valerie's office, deeply troubled by her earlier suggestion.


MARLENA: Valerie, I can't just go around asking everyone Roman's related to for DNA samples. I know I'm gonna run into...well, more than just some resistance. 

VALERIE: It doesn't hurt to ask. This is extremely important, particularly if we're going to attempt to properly treat his symptoms.
MARLENA: I know that, Valerie, but...these people have over twenty years invested in this man. My children...to them, this is their father. 
VALERIE: Then don't ask them right away. Maybe Roman's sister can do it.


Marlena sighs, turning her back to Valerie, as she shakes her head.


MARLENA: I couldn't do that to Kim. I mean...she has it hard enough right now dealing with Theresa being in a coma, Caroline's health is in decline, Shane is off doing God knows what with the ISA. She's worried about her brother, she's not going to want the rug pulled out from under her again.


Valerie gets up from  her desk, putting a hand on Marlena's shoulder in comfort.


VALERIE: Marlena, your life isn't exactly a cakewalk right now, either. And the more you wait, and the more you agonize over whether or not this man you've thought was Roman all these years is actually the real deal?


Marlena turns to face Valerie, tears in her eyes. Valerie puts both hands on Marlena's shoulders, looking worriedly into Marlena's eyes.


VALERIE: Honey, I'm afraid of what carrying this burden entirely on your own shoulders could do to you.




The door of the large, remote Italian villa open to the living area, as a staff member ushers Stefano inside.


Once inside, Stefano removes his jacket, casually laying it down on the back of the armchair, as he looks on inside the dimly lit room. A chair is turned to face the large window, facing a picturesque view of the sea. 


Stefano chuckles in his inimitable fashion, as he claps his hands together a single time, excited to have finally arrived. He calls out to the person in the chair.


STEFANO: Ahh! Tell me the good news. Is our patient finally ready?


The chair turns, as Dr. Rolf looks Stefano's way, giving him a half-hearted smile.


DR. ROLF: Not quite. But, I feel we should be ready any day.
STEFANO: Good. We have waited long enough. The time will soon come to put our plan into action.


Dr. Rolf nods, as Stefano looks off, determination in his eyes.






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


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Gabi sits at a table at Club TBD, looking up uncomfortably as she sits across from Nick. Nick leans back in his seat, smiling as he watches Kate interject on their date. Kate stands over Gabi, having dropped paperwork before Gabi, and glares at Gabi, as Gabi responds meekly.


GABI: Ahh...Kate...can we...can we do this another time, I'm kinda...busy.


Gabi makes eyes in Nick's direction, as though pointing to Nick with them. Kate never takes her eyes off Gabi, remaining stern.


KATE: I'm not available another time, Gabi. This can't wait.


Kate turns quickly toward Nick, giving him an equally sharp glare.


KATE: Do you mind giving us a minute?


Nick, ever the smug one, laughs and leans back, nonplussed.


NICK: Have at it. I'm enjoying the show.


Kate's eyes narrow at Nick, as she responds to him, her voice deeper than before.


KATE: Alone?


Nick takes a second, before slowly getting up from his seat, and nodding at Gabi. Gabi nods back, giving her approval for him to leave.


NICK: I'll be in the bathroom. One sec.


As Nick walks away, Kate looks back at Gabi. Her tone changes, but her expression does not.


KATE: Keep in character, we've got him right where we want him.


Gabi looks up, trying to contain a smile, as she continues to stare at Kate from her seat.




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Anita sits across from Brady at her small dining table in her cabin. She holds her hands over her mouth, deep in contemplation over Brady's suggestion.


ANITA: I don't know whether I could sell those shares, Brady.

BRADY: Well, if you don't, you know the chances are very high that you'll lose even more. It's time to reinvest in a company that's going places. Hell, you could use that money toward fixing the house up.


Anita shakes her head, uncertain of Brady's idea.


ANITA: I don't know about this.
BRADY: Anita, Nick Fallon is a liability to that company. He knows absolutely nothing about running a major conglomerate. 


Brady stops himself a moment, frustrated not only by the situation, but by his part in it, and having to remind himself of it.


BRADY: (sigh) If I hadn't been so DAMN stupid, I could've been running it myself. Then you wouldn't be in this mess.


Anita reaches out across the table to squeeze Brady's hand.


ANITA: You were in a bad spot. You had been through an awful lot, and you were no shape to run a company. Don't blame yourself for that. 


Brady shakes his head, unconvinced.


BRADY: That's not the point. Shouldn't have gone to that place to begin with, regardless of what was happening in my life. And now it's affecting you. I feel...this responsibility to help you. 


Anita smiles, still holding Brady's hand.


ANITA: You owe me nothing.
BRADY: I do. I need to protect what's left of your nest egg. Sell the shares, Anita. Before it's too late.


Anita looks back at Brady, then down, again deep in thought.




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Anjelica stands at the bar in the corner of the Kiriakis living room, as Maggie steps in from the dining room to the right of the room.


MAGGIE: Dinner's ready, everyone.


As the others filter into the dining room, Justin lingers momentarily, as Anjelica pours herself a drink.


JUSTIN: You've really put a dent in that brandy. Nervous?


Anjelica laughs quietly, before turning to look at her ex-lover.


ANJELICA: Oh me? (laughs) No no. Just needed to unwind a bit. I'm always a little excitable when I'm doing business dealings.
JUSTIN: Yeah, well....don't get too excited. Any interest I have in this deal of yours is severely tempered by the fact it comes with your name attached.


Anjelica takes a sip of her drink, smiling and nodding, almost in defiance of what Justin's said.


ANJELICA: Well, I can understand your ambivalence. But I hope that with time and consultation, you'll see how sensible this arrangement could be for everyone.
JUSTIN: I'm not just ambivalent. And I have some major reservations about how forthright you're being when it comes to you wanting to help us. 
ANJELICA: Look, you are entitled to feel that way. I wouldn't blame you if I were in your shoes.


Justin studies Anjelica and her body language very carefully, as Anjelica lays her drink down on the bar table, and folds her arms in front of her as she continues.


ANJELICA: Justin, I made some very big mistakes when Alexander was a baby, and quite frankly, I think that the stress of finding out Harper was a deranged killer, and losing you...


Anjelica steps in closer to Justin, who shakes his head, as he steps away from Anjelica. Anjelica looks intensely into Justin's eyes, an earnest pain in them.


ANJELICA: I think it caused a psychotic episode, a sort of...PTSD gone horribly awry.
JUSTIN: Oh come on, Anjelica! That's an insult to anyone who's gone through PTSD, including Jack. You remember your stepson, Jack? He suffered years locked up in the Middle East, and came back in pieces.


Anjelica steps, hanging her head down, feeling sad and shamed.


ANJELICA: I know. Jack is--he was in a lot of pain for a long time.


Justin is unmoved by Anjelica's moment of sentiment, becoming increasingly angry with Anjelica, as his voice raises.


JUSTIN: He had to build his life over from the ground up, with very little help from you, if any. So don't try to pawn off what you did to Adrienne and to me as some kind of mental illness. You knew what you were doing, and you'd do it again in a heartbeat if it meant you'd get what you want.


Anjelica stops herself, trying to choke back tears, as she looks down from Justin's intense glare. She nods in agreement with Justin, who is unmoved by her, as Alex walks into the room, seeing only the tail end of their argument.


ANJELICA: You're right. Ah...excuse me. I'm going to wash my hands for dinner.


Anjelica walks out, trying to dab out the tears before they ruin her mascara. Alex steps into the room, as Justin turns, spotting him. His expression changes, as Alex looks at his father, a displeased look on his face.


JUSTIN: Alex--
ALEX: What the Hell was that? What did you say to her?


Justin looks stunned, caught off guard by Alex's defense of his mother.







Justin turns to face Alex, who walks in closer to his father.


JUSTIN: Alex, I...I'm sorry.
ALEX: You know, I know my mom's done a lot of really terrible things, but I don't think throwing that in her face when she may be exactly the lifeline Titan needs is a very good idea.


Justin sighs, frustrated by Alex's desire to see the good in his mother.


JUSTIN: Alex, you forget how manipulative your mother can be. I know you wanna see the best in her but--
ALEX: Oh I know full well how manipulative she can be. Trust me. I've got the brunt of it for a lotta years now. But don't forget the Hell she went through too. With Harper, with nearly losing me to you and Adrienne when I was a kid...
JUSTIN: She gave you up to us, Alex.
ALEX: And then she wanted to have me in her life again when she got better. 


Justin sighs, rolling his eyes at his son's naiveté.


JUSTIN: Oh come on, you don't actually believe her song and dance about PTSD, do you?
ALEX: No. But I do think she suffered a long, gradual mental breakdown, and I think, despite the...(sigh) downright horrendous results of that...I think we need to give her the benefit of the doubt this time around.


Justin looks down, contemplatively, as he soaks up what Alex has to say.




Valerie works at her desk at University Hospital, diligently typing away on some patient files, when a call is buzzed in. Valerie picks up the phone and answers immediately.


VALERIE: (into phone) Dr. Grant.....oh yes, send her in. Thank you.


After a moment, Marlena steps into Valerie's office, a smile masking her despair. Valerie can sense something is tense about Marlena, and gets up from her seat, a warm, empathetic smile on her face.


VALERIE: Marlena. I'm glad you're here.
MARLENA: Yes, well...I wish it were under happier circumstances.
VALERIE: Well...I figured something was wrong when you called...it's...about Roman, I'm guessing.


Marlena sits down across from Valerie, she looks at the ground, mournful over Roman's condition.


MARLENA: He's getting worse every day, Valerie. I have...I don't think I ever expected him to deteriorate as fast as he has.
VALERIE: Marlena, these things vary wildly from person to person. You know that.
MARLENA: I know. I just...I guess we were getting closer again and...(sigh) I was looking forward to having this time together...maybe to fall in love again...if...


Valerie turns her head slightly, waiting for Marlena to finish her sentence, but Marlena doesn't.




Marlena's eyes snap back upward to meet Valerie's. She looks on with an intense stare, her voice wavering.


MARLENA: I Guess...I guess I didn't want to say it, but...if it truly even is Roman.




Stefano emerges from the yacht, as the sound of the waves crash against the dock. The cool sea air causes the crew, and Stefano, to bundle up, despite the warm Mediterranean night.


Stefano is greeted by his waiting car, a grand executive car. The driver hustles from the front seat to open the back door for Stefano.


Looking out at the sea, he breathes in the air deeply, exhaling with a dramatic zeal. He gives direction to the driver, in Italian, to head to the DiMera compound.


STEFANO:  Avanti al composto!


Stefano immediately steps into the waiting car, as the driver closes the door for him, then proceeds back into the driver's side door. The car drives off, heading for the remote compound.




Anita sits on the phone with her broker, ironing out details of the sale.


ANITA: (into phone) I'm just glad I got through to you before the exchange closed for the day...perfect. I'm so glad we were able to sell them back so quickly. Thank you, Mark.


Anita hangs up the phone, turning back to a smiling Brady. Anita is much less certain she's done the right thing.


ANITA: Well...they found a buyer...the shares are sold. I'll receive the payment by the end of the week. Just have to have him pay me a visit with some documents to sign and we're a go.
BRADY: I'm proud of you.


Anita looks at Brady, nervous. She shakes her head and sighs as she answers him.


ANITA: Don't be proud of me just yet. I'm praying I did the right thing just now.



Kate sits down across from Gabi at Club TBD, Gabi is legitimately panicked, as Kate takes on a tough look, knowing Nick could likely be looking on.


GABI: This is making me sick to my stomach. What if he catches on?
KATE: He won't. And don't worry about Nick. He may be CEO, but he hardly has enough power to be a real threat, anyway. 
GABI: What do you mean?
KATE: I mean, I checked into it earlier and the Kiriakises still own a controlling interest in the company. It's divided up between Justin, Victor, myself, Tyler, and John, who got Brady's shares when Brady died. That makes up about 47%. The rest of the shares are divided up in small fractions to the public.


Gabi begins to ease up a little bit, markedly less tense than she was moments before.


GABI: Okay. So he doesn't have the real power unless he has controlling interest. Why 47% though? I mean, I'm no MBA student or anything, but I thought they'd have majority stake in the family business at least.
KATE: That's what I found curious, myself. The issue is there's a single shareholder out there who Victor never named, not even when I was married to him. This person had a 4% stake in the company, and all Victor ever would tell me is that it was distant family, and that it "kept the peace". I didn't pry. 


Gabi looks inquisitively at Kate, trying to sort through the mystery.


GABI: But if that person with the 4% stake were to sell, and the public shares were to be gobbled up by a major corporation...
KATE: ...then we would have to prepare for the worst.


Nick stands by the archway to the bathrooms at Club TBD, phone to his ear. It's Anjelica on the line.




Anjelica stands in the Kiriakis foyer, the doors to the living room closed. She speaks softly, but excitedly.


ANJELICA: (into phone) I just got a call from Mark Foley, our broker.




Nick looks over at Gabi and Kate momentarily, before turning away, hoping not to be seen. He speaks equally quietly.


NICK: (into phone) Okay, what about?




ANJELICA: It's good news. We just acquired enough shares in Titan to become majority shareholder. Congratulations, Nick. We just got ourselves the silver bullet to lodge into Victor's back.




Nick beams, as he turns back toward the table, looking on at Kate and Gabi's intense conversation.






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


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Gabi steps into Club TBD, dressed to the nines in a form fitting "little black dress", her hair done up in a neat bun. Nick gets up from his seat at their table, in awe of Gabi's beauty.


NICK: Well, I have to say, I don't think I've ever seen anyone so beautiful in all my life.


Gabi blushes, looking down away from Nick sheepisly.


GABI: Thanks, Nick. It's good to see you.
NICK: You as well.


Nick jumps into action, stepping over behind Gabi to pull out a chair for her at the table, which Gabi immediately sits down in.


GABI: Oh, thank you!


Nick leans in close to Gabi from behind, causing Gabi to tense up slightly, as Nick attempts to be seductive with her.


NICK: Anything for my beautiful woman.


Gabi bites her tongue, wincing slightly as Nick kisses her on the cheek, before sitting down across from her at the table.


Gabi looks over at Nick, who can't help but stare. She smiles bashfully, as Nick leans in.


NICK: So...how's your day been?
GABI: Been good. I ahh...I have some news!
NICK: Ooh! Do tell! Sounds like good news.


Gabi smiles, nodding slightly.


GABI: I think you'll think so. I ah...I signed a modelling contract with MadWorld today.


Nick smiles, knowingly.




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In the Kiriakis mansion, Anjelica stands, drink in hand, before the Kiriakis clan. They sit in the living room, each with a mix of curiosity and skepticism as Anjelica speaks to them.


ANJELICA: I figured I should come to you all with...something of a peace offering.


Adrienne raises an eyebrow, and turns her head slightly to look at Justin, who looks back, just as skeptically.


NOELLE: Well, this oughta be good, Anj. Come on. Tell 'em.


Anjelica looks at Noelle, giving her a quick icy look, before slowly turning back to the rest of the room, a million-dollar smile on her face.


ANJELICA: I heard you've had a bit of a...shakeup at Titan as of late.
JUSTIN: I'd call it more of a shakedown, but yes.
ANJELICA: Well, not knowing much about the situation, I can't comment on which direction things are shaking, but...I do see this as an opportunity nonetheless.


Maggie sits on the sofa, arms folded as she looks at Anjelica, unsure what she's up to.


MAGGIE: An opportunity for who? For us? Or for you?
ANJELICA: Hopefully, for both of us. You see, I know that Nick Fallon patented a revolutionary alternative fuels strategy that Titan bought many years ago and sat on. And I think the time is right to dust it off, and make it the centerpiece of a new vision for the company.


Alex sits back in his chair, eyes darting back and forth as he reads the room, and the situation. Noelle looks squarely at Anjelica, trying to figure out her strategy. Maggie squints slightly, as Justin, Sonny, and Adrienne look at each other, bemused.




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Anita sits on her sofa at her remote cabin, as Brady sits at the computer, reading through the article on the Salem Spectator website. Anita reads through a trashy novel, as Brady, never taking his eyes off the monitor, asks Anita a question.


BRADY: Hey, Anita?


Anita doesn't look up from her book, still feigning reading, as she adjusts her reading glasses perched on the end of her nose.


ANITA: Yeah?
BRADY: You know those shares your husband bought in Titan?
ANITA: What about 'em?


Brady turns from the screen suddenly, looking Anita's way seriously.


BRADY: I think you need to sell them. Immediately.


Anita looks up from her book, stunned. She pulls her reading glasses off and looks at Brady with a frown.







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Billie stands in the University Hospital lounge, her hand pressed to her cheek, as Kim stands before her, simmering with rage. 


After a tense moment of silence between them, Billie pulls herself together, and looks Kim directly in the eyes.


BILLIE: I hope that made you feel better.
KIM: You have no idea.


Billie sighs, frustrated by Kim's unending hatred for her, but trying to cool the flared tempers.


BILLIE: You know, I really hope that when Theresa wakes up, you and her can rebuild your relationship. I truly do.


Kim laughs quietly, disregarding Billie's words.


KIM: Yeah. I'm sure you do.
BILLIE: No, I really mean that, Kim. But I don't want that for your benefit. Your daughter cried to me...so many times that I can't keep count. Just wanting you and her to see eye to eye. She played tough, but...she really loves you, Kim. 


Kim looks down, her rage cooling off, as she listens to what Billie's saying, and begins to look down, almost through the ground. Kim fixates on the floor, as though lost in her own world.


BILLIE: She just needed something you weren't able to give her. She didn't want to burden you with her problems, and so she kept them to herself most of the time. I wish you could see that, and see that turning to me was...the only outlet she had that wasn't self-destructive.


Kim looks up, a drained, blank look in her eye. Billie stays trained on Kim's face, as the door to the lounge opens, and Daniel looks on.


BILLIE: I hope you can be her outlet one day very soon. Theresa wants that.


Daniel steps into the room, uncertain of the energy between Kim and Billie.


DANIEL: Ehhhh...you two okay in here?


Both Billie and Kim turn to look at Daniel, as Billie nods, looking down.


BILLIE: Yeah. Let's go.


Daniel looks at a drained Kim, checking to see if she's okay. Kim nods, knowing Daniel's intent without having said a word to her.


As Daniel and Billie head out, Kim sits down in the lounge alone. She breathes in deeply, as the door shuts behind them, and she takes in what Billie's said to her, beginning to sob quietly in her seat.




Anita looks on at Brady, stunned by his suggestion. she lays her book down on the table, as she sits upright from her comfortable position on the sofa.


ANITA: Sell my shares?
BRADY: You heard me.


Anita tries not to crack up at Brady's suggestion, though she still lets a laugh slip as she responds.


ANITA: Brady, I have had those shares for over twenty years. The dividends have helped pay the mortgage on this place. Why in the world would I want to sell them now?


Brady looks at Anita, deadly serious. his unwavering stare unnerves Anita.


BRADY: Because if you don't, with the way things are going at Titan right now? You could lose everything.




Nick nods approvingly at Gabi at their table at Club TBD, as T pours them both a glass of red wine. Gabi looks on, awkwardly smiling as Nick pays her compliments.


NICK: Well, I always knew you had what it takes to be one of the top models in the industry.


Gabi smiles half-heartedly, trying to seem bashful, but just feeling uncomfortable.  Kate slips into the club in this moment, immediately spotting Nick and Gabi on their date. She studies the situation closely from the doorway, careful not to tip anyone off that she's there before she's ready.


Gabi, meanwhile, looks down awkwardly at her wine glass. Nick barely notices Gabi's discomfort, as he continues.


NICK: I mean...those eyes alone...


Nick leans over and gently lifts Gabi's chin up with his finger, forcing her to look into his eyes.


NICK: I'm amazed there isn't a bidding war over you.
GABI: Well...


No sooner have the words come out of Nick's mouth than Kate storms over, seeming desperate to speak to Gabi.


KATE: Gabi, I'm glad I tracked you down.


Gabi looks up, seemingly shocked by Kate's arrival.


GABI: Kate. Wh...what are you doing here?


Kate plunks down a document and a pen on the table in front of Gabi, as Gabi looks down at it, then back up at Kate as Kate explains.


KATE: If you sign with MadWorld, you are making the biggest mistake of your life.


Nick looks on, pleased as punch at the turn of events, as Gabi looks over at him, then back at Kate.




Anjelica smiles as she stands before the Kiriakis family in their living room. Justin finally pipes up, uncomfortable with her suggestion.


JUSTIN: Ahhh....Anjelica...just speaking as a lawyer here...do you not think that this is just a bit of a conflict of interest?
ANJELICA: Justin, there is nothing in the world that is a conflict of interest if you know where the boundaries are. Now, I'm just speaking as someone with a campaign to run, and...I'm sure you'd all love some good publicity and some tax breaks. I mean...we all know the precarious situation Titan's in at the moment.


Sonny looks at his mother, who rolls her eyes as Anjelica drones on.


MAGGIE: And so, if Titan's in such a financial bind, what makes you think we can even afford to contribute to your campaign?
JUSTIN: Assuming we'd be foolish enough to ever actually want to do that.
ANJELICA: I'm so glad you asked.


Anjelica steps back to the armchair nearest to the doorway of the Kiriakis living room. She sets down her drink, and sits down, legs crossed. She looks prim, proper, and all fake smiles as she explains herself.


ANJELICA: You see, I know you've been having some great difficulty with a certain piece of property that you require for your latest energy project, and, provided I win the state legislature...I have the tools at my disposal to, shall we say, grease the wheels a bit?


Maggie and Adrienne look at each other, as Justin looks on at Anjelica, contemplative of her proposition. Sonny and Alex look over at their father, as Noelle studies Anjelica, trying not to crack a smile at her co-conspirator.






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


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Billie stands, arms crossed, inches from Kim, as they face off in the University Hospital lounge. Billie never backs down or looks away from an equally determined Kim.


BILLIE: You really think that I would poison Theresa?
KIM: I wouldn't put anything past you.


Kim steps away from Billie, but continues to rant.

KIM: I mean, really, Billie. Remember Phil?  My ex-husband you made porn films for drug money with? And then you insinuate yourself in my daughter's life afterwards so you could...poison her mind against him, and against me. 
BILLIE: Oh COME ON, Kim, that was not how it--
KIM: Oh the Hell it wasn't! Someone blackmailed the two of you over this. You helped my daughter lie about...


Kim stops herself from continuing, trying to keep a cool exterior before carrying on.


KIM: You ruined my relationship with my husband, and my daughter, and you put my relationship with my son AND his father at risk.
BILLIE: No, YOU did that. You and you alone. 




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Brady looks away from Anita as they both stand in Anita's living room in her cabin in the woods. Anita walks slowly over to Brady, who is deep in thought, and gently puts a hand on his shoulder.


ANITA: Brady. I need you to understand. I care about you. More than you probably realize. And I didn't want you to leave before you were ready. 
BRADY: (sigh) Look, I know that.


Brady turns to face Anita again, feeling a bit badly for having reacted as strongly as he had about Anita knowing his identity.


BRADY: And I realize you probably didn't nurse me back to health for some kind of...financial windfall. I just...(sigh) I...I guess I was running away from...all the problems I had in Salem...the pressure Victor put on me...my ex- put on me...


Brady chuckles momentarily, despite his thoughts going back to a dark place.


BRADY: My ex- sleeping with my priest brother and him having the audacity to call it rape.


Brady looks down at the ground a moment, deep in a troubling thought.


BRADY: Losing my fiancée in an explosion. I just...I haven't been dealing with it all. And...I guess trying to end it all was another step in my running away from it.


Anita puts her hand up to Brady's cheek, as she pulls him into a tender, warm hug. Brady fights off tears, as he and Anita begin to open up to each other.




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The Kiriakises huddle around an excited Maggie in the living room to the family mansion. Noelle looks particularly stunned, as Justin, Adrienne, Sonny, and Alex all look on surprised and confused by Maggie's news.


ALEX: Maggie...I don't get it. Why can't we say anything about Victor waking up?
MAGGIE: Well...apparently he doesn't want so much press attention right now with the whole...Titan shakeup, and...quite frankly, he's pretty weak right now. So...I think the best thing we can all do is give him some space for the time being.


Justin nods, as Sonny and Alex look at each other, understanding the situation. Adrienne looks Maggie's way in cautious agreement, as Noelle looks on, trying to mask her interest.


SONNY: So...I heard we had a guest coming for dinner?  But mom wanted to wait until we were all here before she talked about it?
ALEX: Oh...that. 
ADRIENNE: So...I ran into Anjelica Deveraux in the square today and...


Adrienne grimaces, looking at the others almost apologetically, as Noelle looks over at her husband, slightly confused, before her eyes spot the door to the living room open.


Maggie turns, as the rest of the household look on, mostly in displeasure, but also in shock, as Anjelica walks in.


ANJELICA: Hello, family! I hope I'm not late for dinner!


Anjelica smiles widely as the rest of the family appears shocked by her arrival. Adrienne, meanwhile, motions half-heartedly at the door.


ADRIENNE: Surprise!







Billie stands with Kim in the hospital lounge, venting her anger at Kim's continued vilifying of her.


BILLIE: The only reason I ever stepped in to help that girl was because she knew she could trust me, because I was the only person in her life that didn't think that Phillip Collier was some kind of saint.
KIM: Oh please. You never gave her another option. You saw an opening and you took it.
BILLIE: Why would I do that, Kim?


Kim shakes her head, taking a cool, composed tone as she responds to Billie's question.


KIM: Because you were grieving your own daughter. You thought Chelsea was dead, and you used the relationship you'd built with my daughter as a tool to replace Chelsea in your empty little waste of a life.


Billie laughs sarcastically, in awe of Kim's statement.


BILLIE: Oh my God, you have absolutely no shame, do you? When are you going to take even a little responsibility for what happened between you and Theresa? When are you going to admit that if you had just believed her when she came to you in tears, shaking because Phillip Collier had been molesting her for longer than she cared to remember, none of this would've happened?


Kim stands in stunned silence, as Billie lets loose.


BILLIE: She would never have turned to drugs, she would never have gotten herself in trouble with the law, she certainly would never have ended up in a coma because Brady Black wanted to commit suicide and take her with him! But I guess that's all well and good so long as you have your scape goat to blame the fact you couldn't keep your head together long enough to actually be a parent when it mattered!


Kim slaps Billie hard across the face, snapping Billie out of her rage with the shock of the attack.




Brady and Anita sit on the sofa, as a fire crackles in the fireplace before them, talking about Brady's problems.


ANITA: I know where you're coming from. This home...such as it is...


Anita and Brady share a laugh, before Anita stops after a moment, sighing, as she looks around her quaint home.


ANITA: This is my refuge.


Anita looks intensely at Brady, as he senses her pain.


ANITA: I've had a lot of...pain to go through. Losing two of my children...I nearly died. I withdrew. I...I didn't want to be around people. It was safer here.


Anita looks off, as though looking at a ghost from the past.


ANITA: My umm...you asked about why I was looking at the news story about Titan, I...my late husband, he bought up shares in Titan when they first began publishing Bella Magazine. He was...he was certain he was onto a good thing, and that...(laughs) he figured he could retire off the dividends. When he died, he left them to me. And...with how the company's doing now...well...

BRADY: You're thinking of selling, aren't you?


Anita shrugs, looking solemnly past Brady.


ANITA: We could use the money. This house...it needs some work.


Brady looks down, nodding in understanding of her situation.


BRADY: I think it's a good idea. Titan's in a lot of trouble, and...with Nick Fallon at the helm...it's only gonna get worse from here.


Anita smiles half-heartedly, clearly still worried for the future.


ANITA: Thank you.

BRADY: Anita, we're gonna make this work for you. I won't let you down.
ANITA: Oh I know, Brady...and I know that...you've been put in so many difficult situations, and I know that you thought that the only solution was to run away, but...


Anita takes Brady's hand into hers, and holds it tightly, never taking her eyes off his.


ANITA: ...I need you to know that you don't have to run anymore. Not here. You are always safe here. We can really help each other. Whenever you're ready, I am here for you.


Brady smiles warmly at Anita, nodding back at her.


BRADY: Same for me, Anita. Same for me.


Anita and Brady come together for another warm hug, as they sit on the sofa, enjoying the warm fire.




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Gabi finishes signing the modelling contract with MadWorld, as Sami, Kate, and Gabi had discussed. She stands in her living room, with Will looking on, as Sami and Kate look on approvingly. Gabi lurches up, pen in hand, as Sami smiles up at her.


SAMI: Congratulations. You are officially the new spokesmodel for MadWorld cosmetics.
GABI: Great. Why don't I feel as excited as I should be?


Gabi hears her text tone go off, causing her to jump slightly as she looks around for her phone. Finding it on the side table in the living room, she picks it up. Kate notices as Gabi looks at the message, that her expression changes, becoming more sombre.


KATE: What is it?


Gabi looks up from her phone, nervously.


GABI: It's time. I have to meet Nick at Club TBD in an hour. What's our game plan?


Sami and Kate look at each other, confidently. Gabi's eyes dart between the two, far less confident that their plan will go off.



Maggie turns toward Anjelica, who stands in the entranceway of the Kiriakis living room, smiling widely. Maggie looks back, less than enthused.


MAGGIE: Anjelica.
ANJELICA: Maggie! Long time, no see!


Anjelica quickly walks over, giving Maggie a big hug, which makes Maggie immediately uncomfortable and more than a little confused.


MAGGIE: Anjelica, I wish I'd known you were coming to dinner sooner.


Anjelica remains enthused, almost to spite Maggie and the rest of the Kiriakises. She carries on talking as she helps herself to a drink from the bar in the corner or the room.


ANJELICA: What? And ruin the surprise? You've got to be kidding me. I mean, this is my first time back in Salem in over 20 years! Where else would spend it than with my loving son and his family?
JUSTIN: A jail cell, maybe?
ANJELICA: Oh Justin, always the joker!


Anjelica turns back to face the rest of the room, now with drink in hand, smiles as she takes a sip.


ANJELICA: But in all seriousness, I'm here because I am on the campaign trail to the state governor's house...and I think I could be a big help to all of you.


The family look at each other, curiously, as Anjelica smiles slyly and takes a sip of her drink.






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


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Sonny steps into the living room of the Kiriakis mansion, heading over from the kitchen. Adrienne, Justin, Noelle and Alex are all assembled in the living room, and all look up at Sonny as he steps into the room.


SONNY: Hey! Ahh, cook just let me know that dinner was gonna be about another 15 minutes? So...just to wait here.
ADRIENNE: Great, Honey! Just waiting on Maggie and I guess we'll get everything started.


Sonny pops over to sit down on the sofa next to Justin.


SONNY: Where is Aunt Maggie?
JUSTIN: Oh, she's just gone to visit Victor for a bit.
ALEX: Any news on Victor's condition?


As Alex asks that question, Maggie walks into the living room, trying in vain to hide her good news.


MAGGIE: Well...yes and no.


Everyone in the room looks on expectantly, as Maggie stands near the doorway of the living room, her hands clasped together in front of her.


NOELLE: Well, what does that mean?
MAGGIE: It means that he's turned a corner...but...we can't tell anybody about it.


Everyone looks at Maggie, baffled, as Maggie smiles awkwardly back.




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Billie steps off the elevator at University Hospital, and stumbles upon Kim, having a chat with Valerie in front of Theresa's room. Knowing she's not meant to be there, Billie hangs back a bit, but Kim spots her, anyway. Kim glowers as Billie lifts her chin up and walks over.


KIM: Billie. I wish I could say I was surprised.
BILLIE: Kim. I was actually here visiting Daniel, so you have nothing to worry about.
KIM: I'd better not. 


Billie looks down, trying to compose herself, hoping to avoid another confrontation.


BILLIE: I umm...how is Theresa?


Kim immediately snaps back at Billie, causing both Billie and Valerie to tense up.


KIM: She's the same. Not that that's any of your business.
BILLIE: Kim, I...


Valerie cuts Billie off, knowing this will go nowhere good.


VALERIE: Look, I'm not gonna tolerate you two having an all out brawl in the middle of my hospital. Now, if you wanna have a chat, we can step into the lounge, but we aren't doing this here.
BILLIE: Don't worry, Valerie. I'm leaving.
KIM: I hope so. And I hope you stay gone, because if I find out you had anything to do with my daughter lapsing back into her coma, I will find out. 


Billie looks at Kim, incredulous.


BILLIE: Kim, what the Hell are you talking about?
KIM: I have reason to suspect that someone has been poisoning my daughter to keep her in a coma.
BILLIE: And you assume it's ME? (laughs) Oh my God, Kim, you've REALLY lost it this time!


Kim glares daggers at Billie, as Billie looks on, laughing at the ridiculousness of Kim's claims.




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Gabi and Will stand in their living room with Sami, deeply troubled by the news Sami's just given them regarding Nick.


GABI: Okay...so...if Nick's now the CEO of Titan...I mean...Sami, how far do we want this plan to go? Obviously hooking him on his old medication isn't stopping him, and it's certainly not causing him to get tripped up. Quite honestly, I don't know how much longer I can take this.
SAMI: Just...stay the course, Gabi.


Will cuts in, getting uneasy with Sami's insistence on persevering.


WILL: Oh come on, Mom. How far do we really wanna go with this whole plan? I mean, every time we think we've got this guy handled, he manages to worm his way out and get the upper hand again. And quite honestly, I'm sick of finding out more bad news every time I hear his name.


Sami, arms crossed, laughs a bit in resignation.


SAMI: Heh. Yeah. You and me both. But there's nothing we can do now. If we don't follow through, Nick WILL win. And Gabi, and Arianna will end up on the other side of the world with Nick Fallon.
GABI: Ohhh no. I will die before I let that happen.


Gabi and Will looks at each other with a certain level of fear they try to hold back. Sami walks over to the sofa, sitting down and grabbing the pen from the coffee table. She hovers over the modelling contract on the table. Signing the document, she looks up at Gabi.


SAMI: Well then, I guess you better sign on the dotted line then.


Gabi hesitates, standing back from Sami with her arms folded, clearly tense from the pressure.







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Anita stands in her living, while Brady stands facing her, arms folded in front of him. Brady looks at Anita, upset by Anita's seeking the news story of Nick taking over as CEO of Titan.


ANITA: Yes...I know who you are, Brady. I've known for a long time.
BRADY: Have you, now? And just how long were you planning on keeping this little...secret from me?


Anita sighs, trying to find the words to stop Brady from getting too wound up.


ANITA: As long as it was going to take for you to trust me.


Brady guffaws at Anita's statement, as Anita walks past Brady, looking intensely at the article on her computer screen about Nick's takeover.


BRADY: How perfect. So you were gonna keep lying until I trusted you, and for what?
ANITA: Then maybe you'd open up to me about what happened to you. Maybe you'd finally let me help you. If I told you that I knew you were Victor Kiriakis' grandson, you'dve been out the door as soon as you were strong enough to crawl out of that bed.

BRADY: And maybe I should've.


Anita grabs Brady's arm, stopping him from walking out of the room.


ANITA: Brady. I didn't keep this from you for my own gain. I did it so that you felt safe here. Nobody from Salem knows you're here, and nobody will as long as YOU want it that way.


Brady looks at Anita, a mix of uncertainty, anger, and a strange sense of trust.




Gabi stares at the pen Sami holds up for her, as Sami sits at the desk in Gabi's living room. Will looks on, unsure of what the situation is, when all hear a knock at the door. Will heads over to open the door, revealing Kate.


KATE: Hi! Sorry, I'm late, I had...a lot to take care of.
SAMI: So I heard. 
GABI: So...now that Nick's CEO of Titan...does this change anything where this supposed bidding war is concerned.


Kate smiles, confident in her statement.


KATE: Oh absolutely not.


Gabi smiles, still clearly nervous about the plan.


GABI: Okay, good. I uh...I confirmed a date with Nick for tonight. He...uh...he actually asked me first, so...
SAMI: Perfect, so we're all set. All you have to do, is sign, and let the fun begin.


Sami hands Gabi her pen, as Gabi steps over to the desk, and signs the modelling contract, putting her into a contract with MadWorld at DiMera. Kate, and Sami look at each other with a confidence, while Will looks on, concerned, and slightly confused by the proceedings.




Valerie opens the door to the hospital lounge, and leads Kim and Billie inside, closing the door behind them. She looks at them sternly.


VALERIE: Now, I assume you're gonna keep in civil in here. 


Kim stands, facing Billie, arms folded as she looks at her with a scowl.


KIM: Naturally.
BILLIE: Thank you.


Valerie looks at both women seriously for a moment, before stepping out of the room, closing the door again behind them, as Billie looks at Kim, exhausted by the fighting.


BILLIE: Look, Kim. I've had it with the accusations and the arguments. Okay? I have no idea who, if anyone, is poisoning Theresa, but...
KIM: But I guess we're gonna find out. Becuase I have made sure that there is a guard at that door, 24/7 from now on, and they can't so much as take a bathroom break without getting a relief guard. So if you're taking advantage of your little doctor boyfriend to try to sneak into Theresa's room without my knowing? 


Kim steps in close to Billie, attempting to intimidate her.


KIM: I WILL find out about it. Make no mistake.


Billie looks back at Kim, unflinchingly.




The Kiriakises look confused at Maggie, who stands surrounded by them in the Kiriakis living room. She smiles, knowing how awkward her news is.


JUSTIN: I'm sorry....what?


Maggie smiles, and looks at Justin, before repeating herself a beat later.


MAGGIE: We can't tell anyone he's recovering. He doesn't want anyone to know, I guess partly because of what happened at the board meeting today. Honestly, I don't even think he wanted me to tell you all but...I just can't keep it bottled up. We just need to give him the space to recover, and not push him too hard with too many visitors right now.

ALEX: Wait...he doesn't? So...does this mean...
MAGGIE: That's right. Victor's awake.


Everyone, particularly Noelle, take notice, as their eyes widen in surprise.






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


Brady walks into the living room at Anita's cabin. Stepping over to the computer, he moves the mouse slightly, triggering the computer to wake up from its dormant state. He calls out to Anita, who is in the next room.


BRADY: Anita! I'm just gonna pull down the ad for the truck, alright?!


Anita calls back from the other room, the sound somewhat muffled.


ANITA: What was that?!


Sitting down with a soda in hand, he looks at the screen, and has to hold himself back from spitting out a mouthful when he reads the news on the screen:


BREAKING: Nick Fallon declares self CEO of Titan Industries


Brady sets his drink down before he spills it, his hands shaking.


Anita steps into the room, about to repeat herself when she sees a distressed Brady looking at the computer screen.


ANITA: Wh...Brady?


Brady quickly turns around to face Anita, getting up from the desk chair. He points at the computer monitor, stunned and angry.


BRADY: What is this? Why do you have this page open? Wh...did you see this??


Anita looks on, puzzled by Brady's strong reaction.




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Sami stands in Will, Gabi, and Sonny's apartment, trying to hold in her panic, as Will stands before her, stunned by the news she's just given him.


WILL: I'm sorry. Nick just took over Titan?
SAMI: Yep! You've got a new boss. Congratulations.


Will sighs, frustrated by the turn of events.


WILL: Wh...well how did he manage that?
SAMI: The only way that little worm knows how to accomplish anything in life. Blackmail.




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Billie sits in the hospital cafeteria, taking a sip of coffee while she reads a book. After taking a sip, she realizes the foul taste of the coffee, spitting it quickly back into her cup and pushing it away, as Daniel walks in.


DANIEL: Hey, I got your text.


Billie gets up upon hearing Daniel's voice, wrapping her arms around him and giving him a soft kiss on the lips. They talk while gazing into each other's eyes, their voices growing softer and more sultry with every sentence.


BILLIE: Mmm, good. I just was waiting here while you finished up your shift. You all done? I could use a little...soft music and a nice dinner after the day I've had.
DANIEL: Oh yeah?
DANIEL: Well, I think I could be persuaded. On one condition though.


Billie looks at Daniel, mockingly giving him attitude, but unable to hold in a laugh as she does.


BILLIE: (laugh) Okay.
DANIEL: I get to take you back to my place first and work up an appetite.


Billie can barely finish her sentence as she begins to kiss Daniel more and more sensually.


BILLIE: Mmm, okay, that's a condition I think I could live with. But I got a condition for you if you want some personal time with me.


Daniel laughs slightly as he gives Billie another quick kiss. He continues, resting his forehead against Billie's as his arms wrap around her waist.


DANIEL: Heh, okay. I'll bite. What's my condition.
BILLIE: Make me a better pot of coffee, and I'll be putty in your hands.


Daniel laughs heartily, as Billie cracks up a bit herself. 




Billie smiles as she wraps her arms around Daniel's neck, pulling him into another kiss, as Maggie bursts into the cafeteria, catching Daniel and Billie off guard.


MAGGIE: Daniel! I'm so glad I found you!


Daniel and Billie pull away from each other, as they turn to Maggie, concerned.


DANIEL: Mom, what is it?


Maggie beams with the news she shares with them.


MAGGIE: It's Victor. He's awake! He's finally awake!


Daniel turns quickly to look at an equally surprised Billie.




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Victor looks on from his hospital bed, too weak to really react to Tyler.


VICTOR: Nick...Nick Fallon?


Tyler stands next to Victor's bed, arms folded, as he softly nods.


TYLER: Yeah. He called everyone to a board meeting and handed out little envelopes, detailing all the dirty little secrets he knows that the board doesn't want publicized and voila! Everyone cowtows to him.

VICTOR: H...how the Hell did you let this happen?
TYLER: It's a long story, Victor. All I need to know for now is...do you want me to take care of him, or shall I sit on this until you've been released?


Victor sighs, looking stoically at Tyler as he mulls over his options regarding Nick.







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Adrienne and Alex stand in the living room in the Kiriakis house. Adrienne is shocked, as Noelle has just walked in, making a crack about inviting Anjelica to dinner.


ALEX: Noelle. Tell me you didn't...
NOELLE: Didn't what? Invite your mother to dinner? Of course I did.


Adrienne rolls her eyes dramatically, displeased with this turn of events.


NOELLE: What?! I heard she was in town for her campaign, she called me earlier while you were out because, big surprise, she couldn't get ahold of Alex. I mean, she certainly wasn't gonna call you or Justin, was she, Adrienne?


Adrienne stands with her arms folded. She sighs audibly before responding to Noelle, sulking.


ADRIENNE: I guess not.
NOELLE: So...there you go. What am I gonna do? Tell her 'no'? She'd kill me!


Adrienne guffaws dismissively at Noelle, as she turns to walk away.


ADRIENNE: You have no idea how right you are about that--


Alex steps in, trying to stop things from escalating, as Adrienne tries to stand her ground.


ALEX: ...Okay, Adrienne. Can we just hold our fire a little bit, here?
ADRIENNE: All I'm saying is, you'd opened up Pandora's Box by even just letting her in the room. And now we're all going to have to suffer the consequences for that. 


Noelle rolls her eyes at Adrienne.


NOELLE: Oh come on, Adrienne, you're being melodramatic--


Adrienne cuts Noelle off, waving her hand in front of her as part of her refutation.


ADRIENNE: No, no. Believe me, it's not just going to be a single awkward dinner. We will be stuck with that woman now for as long as SHE decides we are useful to her. And I really don't know if I'm prepared to give up my time and energy to such a worthy cause.


Adrienne grabs her shopping bags, and heads for the staircase to her room.


ADRIENNE: If you'll excuse me.


Alex turns to Noelle, who stands, arms folded, nonplussed by Adrienne's concerns. Alex sighs, sensing the brewing conflict between the two women who raised him.




Will puts down his cell phone, as Sami stands in the apartment, holding a now-awake Ari in her arms.


SAMI: So? What did Alex have to say about it?


Will sighs, looking away from Sami, trying to process the news.


WILL: Yeah. Nick pulled it off. Even Kate apparently voted in favour of it.
WILL: Yeah. I mean, I guess she had her reasons but...
SAMI: Well, she's coming to meet us in a few minutes, anyway, so...I guess we'll get our answer then.


As Sami finishes her sentence, Gabi comes through the door, grocery bags in her hands. She looks over, pleased to see Sami.


GABI: Oh good, you're here.


Sami smiles half-heartedly, as she bounces young Arianna in her arms.


SAMI: Hey! Did you, uh...hear the news?
GABI: What news?
WILL: Nick's just become CEO of Titan.


Gabi sets the bag down on the kitchen table, before looking at both Will and Sami, stunned.


GABI: You're kidding.

SAMI: Nope! So we need to take the next few steps incredibly carefully, or else we are all just a step away from going to prison for a long time.


Gabi looks at Sami, sighing in despair as she realizes the corner she's being put in.




Victor lays in his hospital bed, as Tyler stands next to him, awaiting his answer. Victor responds slowly and breathlessly.


VICTOR: Wait him out. Let Nick bury...bury himself. And make sure...nobody knows that I...I've come to. I ca...I can't handle any visitors.


Victor exhales gently and falls into a sleep. Tyler looks on as Victor closes his eyes, sighing. As he does, Maggie and Daniel step into the room, only to find Victor back asleep. Tyler turns, holding a hand up to reassure Maggie, whose face has immediately fallen upon seeing Victor's eyes shut.


TYLER: Don't worry. He just fell asleep. I think he's still very weak.
MAGGIE: I know. Thank you, Tyler.


Maggie takes Tyler's hand, squeezing it gently as Tyler cups Maggie's hands in his. Daniel grabs a stool and scoots over to Victor's bedside. He turns back to Tyler and Maggie, shooing them away.


DANIEL: I'm gonna need to check on Victor, so, I'm gonna have to ask you to step out.
TYLER: That's fine. I have to head back to the office anyway. Um...Maggie, Daniel. Victor asked us to keep quiet on his coming to for awhile. Doesn't want a slew of visitors or anything while he's this week.

DANIEL: I'll co-sign that. The last thing Victor needs is a procession of family members crowding in here before he's ready for them.


Maggie nods in agreement, still a bit emotional from the turn of events.


MAGGIE: I understand. I'll umm...Daniel. Thank you. I'm gonna go home. Tyler, thanks again.
TYLER: You alright to drive, Maggie?
MAGGIE: I'll be fine. Thank you, though!


Maggie and Tyler step out of the room, closing the door behind them. Daniel stares at Victor, smiling warmly at him.


DANIEL: Good work, old man. You made it back.


Victor sleeps, oblivious to Daniel's words, as Daniel begins to work on updating his chart.




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Kate stands in Roman's office at the Salem PD. She's baffled by Roman's sudden confusion about his whereabouts.


KATE: Roman...wh...Anderson Manufacturing hasn't been around in...over 30 years. And you were never involved with them, it--I mean, at least not that I'm aware of I...


Roman stands facing away from Kate, looking down at the ground, lost in his thoughts, as Kate steps slowly over to him.


KATE: Roman, I'm worried about you. 
ROMAN: Kate, don't be.


Kate looks on at Roman, frustrated resignation, as her arms fall to her side.


KATE: Look, I don't know what's going on with you, but...if you need to step aside from this case, I'd be happy to let Billie handle it unilaterally from here on in.
ROMAN: Nah, I...it's okay.


Roman turns back toward Kate, shaking his head, still an uncertainty in his tone and demeanour.


ROMAN: I um...I just need some time to refresh myself with the case. So...you just e-mail me what you need to fill me in on and...I'll take it from there.


Kate stares at Roman, as he sits down at his desk and grabs the framed photo of his family, a grave concern for him plainly visible in her eyes. She wordlessly puts her purse up over her shoulder and walks out, leaving Roman behind, trying to fight back his pent-up emotions. 


As Kate closes the door behind her, Roman stares at the photo in his hands. Marlena, Sami, Eric and himself, from the time Sami & Eric were babies. The longer he stares, the more frustrated he gets, finally throwing the picture across the room. The picture frame shatters as Roman breaks down in tears.




Anita approaches Brady, baffled by his outburst.


ANITA: See what?


Brady steps aside, ushering Anita closer to the computer.


BRADY: This!


Anita studies the headline, before sighing. Brady looks at her, arms folded. He motions at the computer as he continues.


BRADY: I think you better explain yourself right now.
ANITA: Brady, I didn't want to get into this until you were ready to talk about what happened to you.


Brady snaps at Anita, not waiting for her to finish.


BRADY: I am not ever going to be ready if you keep being secretive with me.


Anita raises her voice momentarily to match Brady's, before stopping herself mid-sentence to finish her thought.


ANITA: I'm no--I'm not being secretive. But...maybe I haven't been completely forthcoming.


Brady laughs sarcastically at Anita's statement, putting his hands up in the air in frustration.


BRADY: Yeah, you could say that.
ANITA: You haven't been either.
BRADY: And how do you know that, Anita?


Anita looks away momentarily, before looking up at Brady solemnly.


ANITA: Because I do know who you are, Brady. And I know exactly how you got here.


Brady tenses his lips, trying very hard to keep from saying something he'll regret in anger.






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


Roman walks into his office at the Salem PD, and looks the room over, suddenly feeling foreign to him.


After a moment of inspecting everything, his desk, the window to outside, the picture of his family from years ago, he sets the framed picture down on the desk face down, and looks the room over once again. 


His eye turns to the door as Kate walks in, briskly.


KATE: I'm sorry I'm late, but I had to be in the square for Nick's press conference.


Kate puts her clutch down on the table, oblivious to Roman's confused state, she throws her hands in the air in frustration.


KATE: There's just...so much going on the last few days, I need to get you up to speed. For instance, when are we going to get Jordan and Sheryl's arrest warrants out, and how much evidence do you need to pro--


Kate stops upon turning toward Roman, who looks on at her, confused.


KATE: Roman. Are you alright?


Roman looks back at Kate with a blank expression.




Adrienne walks briskly into the Kiriakis living room, dropping her shopping bags on the sofa, before calling out as loudly as possible in the hopes that someone is home.




Alex walks in casually from the hallway heading into the kitchen, a curious expression on his face as he pops a blueberry in his mouth.


ALEX: Adrienne? What's up? You look like you've seen a ghost.
ADRIENNE: Yeah, you could say that. I quite literally just ran into your mother in Town Square.


Alex swallows hard, an uncomfortable look on his face.




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Maggie sits beside Victor's hospital bed. Victor having just emerged from his coma. Victor manages a weak smile as he gently squeezes her hand.


MAGGIE: Victor! You're awake!


Victor barely peeps out a sound, as he remains incredibly weak.


VICTOR: Maggie. Wh...where am I?
MAGGIE: At University Hospital, darling. You've been in a coma for a number of weeks now.


Victor looks around, sighing as he realizes what's happened. Maggie, eager to see Victor's progress continue, gets up, heading excitedly for the door.


MAGGIE: I'm going to go get Daniel to come check up on you. 
VICTOR: Mag...


Victor reaches out for a moment before his weak body gives in. Struggling to keep his eyes open, Victor sighs in frustration as Maggie heads out of the room.

Outside Victor's hospital room, Tyler emerges from the elevator. Maggie walks over to him.


TYLER: Maggie!
MAGGIE: Oh, Tyler! I'm so glad you're here. 
TYLER: What is it?


Maggie puts a hand on Tyler's shoulder, and smiles warmly.


MAGGIE: It's Victor. He's awake.


Tyler looks back at Maggie with a mix of happiness, and of dread.







Will races to the door of his apartment to stop the frantic knocking at the front door.


Opening it, he finds Sami, who bursts into the apartment in an enraged frenzy. Will tries to cool Sami down, pressing a finger to his lips to motion her to keep quiet.


SAMI: Thank God you're here.
WILL: SHH! Ari's having a nap!


Sami stops herself for a second, resting against the edge of the armchair in the living room, as Will walks quickly over to close Ari's bedroom door.


SAMI: Sorry.
WILL: What was so urgent?
SAMI: Where's Gabi?


Will stumbles over his words, thrown off by Sami's lack of focus. He responds firmly without shouting.


WILL: Gabi's at the corner store grabbing milk. What is the problem?
SAMI: Well, for one, you have a new boss.


Will looks confused, furrowing his brow.


WILL: What do you mean?
SAMI: I mean Nick Fallon just staged a coup to take over Titan, and if you're not careful, he's got enough on you to ruin your entire career before it even begins.


Will's jaw drops at the stunning news of Nick's ascent.




Alex stands in the Kiriakis living room, watching an on-edge Adrienne pace behind the sofa, while he continues to munch on his blueberries.


ADRIENNE: So she basically just...invited herself to dinner, which, of course, I turned her down, but...not that THAT would ever stop her...
ALEX: Well, I think she should come to dinner.


Adrienne stops in her tracks, looking incredulously at Alex.


ADRIENNE: Alexander Kiriakis, are you serious?


Alex looks at Adrienne and shrugs at the idea.


ALEX: I don't see why not. Look at it this way, if she comes to dinner tonight, it'll probably pacify her and we won't have to have her asking me to stay here while she's in town.
ADRIENNE: Alex, that's exactly why I DON'T want her coming to dinner. You know full well she's going to use that dinner invitation to guilt you into letting her stay for however many days she claims she'll be in town, and before you've even shown her what room she's staying in, she'll have her entire campaign team set up in the dining room!


A voice calls out from behind them, causing both Alex and Adrienne to turn toward the entrance to the living room.


NOELLE: Well, I guess that answers my question on how everyone feels about having company for dinner tonight, then?



Noelle walks into the room, hands on hips, with a wry smile. Adrienne looks on, unimpressed, while Alex seems...uncertain, looking back at Adrienne before turning back to look at his wife.




Kate steps over to Roman, putting a hand on his shoulder out of concern. Roman fidgets at Kate's touch.


KATE: Roman...
ROMAN: Just stop...I'm sorry. I haven't had much of a chance to look into this the last few days.


Kate looks over at Roman, shocked by his uncharacteristic lack of attention, as Roman sits down behind his desk.


KATE: I...I don't get it. You knew this was a huge case, Roman. I put my relationships with my kids, with...with Rafe...I put that on hold for this. All to see justice done. And with all the...chaos that's been going down between the virus and...Nick taking over Titan, you...Roman, are you okay?


Roman snaps at Kate, taking her aback.


ROMAN: Dammit, Kate, I'm fine! I can't even have a cup of coffee in the morning without someone asking me what's going on here at Anderson and how I'm gonna take care of this, and I'll tell you, since Bob died, it's been absolute chaos.


Kate looks at Roman, confused and stunned.


KATE: Anderson? Wh...what are you talking about?




Tyler stumbles over his words, stunned by the news that Victor's awakened from his coma.


TYLER: Y...You're sure?


Maggie looks on, excitedly, almost bouncing as she speaks with joy.


MAGGIE: Yes! Isn't it terrific news? I mean...he's...I'll admit, very groggy. I think it's gonna take some time before he's fully awake but...oh this is such good news. I'm going to have to tell the family, but...first I need to get ahead of Daniel. Excuse me.


TYLER: Certainly.


Tyler watches Maggie run off to speak to the nurses in hopes of tracking Daniel down, before looking over toward Victor's room. He slowly walks over, peering inside the room as he gently pushes the door open.


Looking back again as Maggie runs off to find Daniel, Tyler steps into Victor's room.


Victor, still barely revived, gently turns his head to see who's come in. Barely audible, he chokes out a greeting.


VICTOR: H...Houston.


Shutting the door behind him, Tyler slowly walks toward Victor's side. He speaks softly,but with urgency.


TYLER: Victor. It's good to see you awake.
VICTOR: ...It's....it's good to see you...at all.


Tyler chuckles to himself, before his face drops again, sighing as he continues.


TYLER: Victor...I don't mean to hit you with bad news so soon after you've come to, but...we have a...we have a situation at Titan.


Victor looks at Tyler, his expression unchanging, but with a tension in his face that wasn't there a moment before.


VICTOR: Wh...what kind of situation?

TYLER: It's Nick Fallon. He blackmailed the board into making him CEO.


Victor turns his head slowly, looking up at the ceiling. He closes his eyes for a moment and curses, barely above a whisper.


VICTOR: Damn. 


Victor turns his head back toward Tyler, their eyes locking in a serious gaze.


VICTOR: Make him pay...for this.






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


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Nicole steps into her office at WXIR, shutting the door behind her, as Sami and Abby look on in shock.


SAMI: I'm sorry...what did you say?
NICOLE: Nick just held a press conference, and announced to the world that he is now the CEO of Titan Industries. So, hey, at least you can take solace in knowing that at least ONE thing is going your way today, right, Sami?


Sami rolls her eyes, as Abby looks on, somewhat confused.


ABBY: Why? What happened?
NICOLE: Well, I wasn't gonna say anything but...Eric and I got married today.


Abby lights up, surprised, and pleased for Nicole.


ABBY: Wow! Oh my God! Congratulations!


Nicole looks on, less excited than Abby.


NICOLE: Yeah! I was real excited until THIS ONE decided to crash the party! Brought her mom too to REALLY rub the salt in!


Abby's face freezes, as she looks over Sami's way. Sami grimaces, with her arms folded. Nicole gives a sarcastic grin to emphasize her displeasure.




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Maggie walks into Victor's hospital room, closely watching her husband as he lays comatose in his bed, still recovering from his heart attack.


She looks on lovingly, as she steps toward him. Gently speaking to him as though he were awake.


MAGGIE: Victor. It's me. Maggie.


After a moment, she pulls up a chair and sits down beside his bed. She smiles though she's tearing up slightly.


MAGGIE: I hope you can hear me. I hope you know I'm here. They say...that coma patients can hear people in the room. And I'm really hoping my voice will help you. 


Maggie takes Victor's hand in hers, and pulls it up to her lips, gently kissing it.


MAGGIE: We need you back, Victor.




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Eric stands in Marlena's penthouse, sighing in frustration at being put on the spot by his mom.


ERIC: Mom, I...

MARLENA: Eric, you loved your vocation so much. Being a priest meant everything to you. Wouldn't you at least want the world to know that you were a victim of a...vicious sociopath? Don't you want to clear your name?


Eric snaps at his mom, before stepping back a bit, hoping not to escalate things between them further.


ERIC: Of course I do! I just...
MARLENA: Just what? Eric, don't tell me you're giving up everything you worked so hard for for Nicole.
ERIC: Can we not...make this another attack against Nicole? Please?


Marlena steps back from Eric, trying to keep her cool despite her visceral frustration at Eric's weakness for Nicole.


MARLENA: Yes. I'm sorry.


Eric remains calm, but speaks firmly with Marlena, which Marlena silently accepts.


ERIC: Look, Mom, I'm not interested in going down that road right now. I struggled with what happened with Kristen for a long time, and I finally got the answers I needed. I'm going to tell the public what really happened, but when I do, it will be when I am ready. I can't do this on your schedule...and I'm certainly not going back into the priesthood, even if I am accepted back.


Marlena looks down, disappointed.


MARLENA: I wish you'd reconsider.
ERIC: I know this hurts you, but I am happy with Nicole. I am happy to be married to her. And I'm not going to give up that happiness, not for anything.


Marlena tries to hold her sadness and disappointment in, but can't help but tear up a bit.







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Daniel and Kim stand in Theresa's hospital room. Kim looks horrified as Daniel looks down, contemplating how to relay his news to Kim.


DANIEL: Kim, no one is drugging your daughter. Okay? I promise you. No one unauthorized is visiting her. My only concern is that she's emerging from her coma irregularly. That tells me that there's more complications in her recovery than I initially realized.


Kim looks up at Daniel, squinting a bit as she mulls over whether or not she believes him. She slowly nods, before taking Theresa's hand in hers, and squeezing it gently, as she watches over her, lovingly.


KIM: I know...I know it's a miracle that she's even alive. I mean...considering how badly she was injured in the ac--the crash. 


Kim stops herself, looking up at Daniel, suddenly becoming very stoic, trying to hold herself together.


KIM: I know you and Brady are family, but I really struggle with what he did to my daughter. And I am finding it really hard to forgive him. I don't mean to sound cruel but...sometimes I'm...


Kim stops herself from speaking out of spite. Daniel stands silent, acknowledging Kim's pain. He nods slowly as she expresses her anger in a subdued, controlled way.


KIM: You know...it's hard to forgive a lot of people. Because a lot of people have a hand to play in how my sweet little Jeannie ended up like this.


Kim begins to tear up, as she fails to hold it together. Never shouting, Kim overflows nonetheless with emotions.


KIM: She struggled so hard. And... and the worst part is, the person I have the hardest time forgiving...(sigh) is me. 


Kim wipes away tears, as she walks out of the hospital room, leaving Daniel behind with Theresa.


KIM: Excuse me.


Kim steps outside, closing the door behind her, as she struggles to compose herself. Daniel, still in the room, stares at Theresa, as her lifeless body lays in her hospital bed, her progress ever-stagnant.




Marlena stands, facing away from Eric, hoping to hide her tears from her son. Eric knows better, and walks up behind her, putting his hands on her shoulders to try to comfort her.


ERIC: Mom. Mom, I'm sorry. I know how proud you were of me being a priest. But...


Marlena turns around with a start, speaking emphatically, as she touches Eric's face.


MARLENA: No, no, no, you don't...Eric, I don't want you to think for a second I'm not proud of you every minute of every day. Eric, you're a wonderful, compassionate man who gives so much of himself every day. You don't need to be a priest to give back to this world.


Marlena takes Eric's hands in hers, then looks up at her son, proudly.


MARLENA: No matter what way you choose to take your life...I will accept it. 


Marlena gives a cheeky smile as she struggles to hold in a laugh.


MARLENA: I may not like the direction you're going (laughs)...but I always accept your decisions. I trust you to know what's best for you.
ERIC: Thanks, Mom.


Marlena pulls Eric into a hug, suddenly overcome with emotion. She closes her eyes as she embraces Eric tightly.


MARLENA: Ohhh Eric, I love you so much.

ERIC: I love you too, Mom. Love you too.


Eric looks off, a wistful smile on his face as he holds his mom in his arms, feeling a sense of true comfort.




Sami gives Nicole sideeye as Nicole steps over toward her desk, trading places with Abby.


SAMI: You know, I really didn't want to crash your little party either, Nicole. But when I found out you were getting married, I had to stop my brother from making a huge mistake.

NICOLE: Right. The huge mistake being me. We get it, Sami. You hate me. Can we stop pretending you're keeping me here because you respect my talents? 


Sami puts a hand on her hip, annoyed by Nicole's accusation, and expecting another glib response.


SAMI: Okay Nicole. Tell me, since you know everything. Why am I keeping you here?
NICOLE: To keep an eye on me. Make sure I don't step outta line. 


Nicole laughs to herself, as she shakes her head. Abby stands off to one side, increasingly uncomfortable being in the room with the two adversaries.


NICOLE: You know, ever since you took over Titan TV, I've been wondering exactly why you didn't fire me right away. And now I get it. You know the old saying: Keep your friends close, and your enemies closer? You're a master at that! That's why you made Abigail my assistant, isn't it? She's your little spy, isn't she, Sami?


Abby tries to interject, trying to refute Nicole's claim, but can barely get a word in edgewise.


ABBY: I...wait, for the record, I--
SAMI: Oh come on, Nicole. If I had that kind of time to micromanage our local station's what...third-most recognized reporter? I really don't think I'd get much work done.
NICOLE: You're right. You don't get much work done. Just like I'm not getting much work done arguing with you. So, if you'll excuse me, your spy and I have an extremely important piece to complete for tomorrow's newscast. So you need to leave.


Sami prepares to leave, when Nicole holds up a finger, leaving Sami with a final thought.


NICOLE: But just remember something, Sami. If you even think of firing me for marrying Eric, I will slap DiMera with a lawsuit so fast, you won't have time to pack your crap up before they kick you out of your office. Got it?


Sami sighs, folding her arms as she gives a knowing look to Abby, who tries to very subtly shrug as her eyes widen. 


SAMI: Fine. I'll go.


Sami walks out of Nicole's office, with a parting shot.


SAMI: But just for the record, Nicole. If I find out you did ANYTHING to hurt my brother, you WILL be out on your ass faster than you can say "annullment", let alone spell it. 


Sami gives an almost saccharine smile, as she gives a sarcastic parrellel retort to Nicole, her eyes shooting daggers her way.


SAMI: Got it?


Sami steps out of the office, slamming the door behind her with a casual but brisk motion. Abby and Nicole look at each other, Abby looking very uncomfortable, and Nicole looking exasperated, and relieved to have Sami gone.




Maggie holds on tightly to Victor's hand, as she suddenly feels a bit of pressure back on her hand. Taking a moment to loosen her grip, she feels Victor tighten his around her hand, as Victor's heart monitor begins to pace up sligthly. 


Gently wiping away tears, Maggie laughs through the tears, as Victor begins to stir. She smiles as Victor begins to open his eyes. 

Groggy, he looks at Maggie and, almost silently, calls out to her.


VICTOR: Maggie...


Maggie, hearing her name, breaks down in tears of joy, holding her husband's hand as he comes to.


MAGGIE: Victor! You're back!






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


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Sami glares at Abby as they stand in Nicole's office at WXIR. Abby looks on, somewhat uncomfortable by the position Sami is putting her in, and stands with her arms folded.


SAMI: Well? Should I be worried that this report is going to implicate Will?


Abby sighs, dropping her arms to her side in frustration.


ABBY: Sami--
SAMI: I think I have a right to know. My son took a job at Titan, and no, I'm not happy about it, but I am still going to protect him.


Abby responds, looking away thoughtfully.


ABBY: I understand that. I would...(sigh) I would want the same for my child.
SAMI: Then, as your boss, I should tell you that if Will is involved in this EnerNext mess in any way...you will keep his name out of Nicole's report.


Abby looks at Sami, struggling to answer.




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Daniel stands at the nurses' station at University Hospital, as Kim approaches him, a look of concern on her face.


KIM: Daniel!


Daniel turns around with a start, looking pleasantly at Kim.


DANIEL: Kim! Hey! I'm glad you're here.
KIM: Well, I heard there was some news about Theresa and I headed straight down.
DANIEL: Yeah...


Kim's brow furrows as she questions Daniel's peculiar reaction.


KIM: It's good news right?


Daniel struggles to give Kim an answer, causing Kim to look even more concerned.




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Marlena walks into her living room, surprised and worried, as Roman and Eric look over at her.




Eric looks at Marlena, respondingly politely but coldly.


ERIC: Mom.


Marlena, unsure how to approach the situation, looks over at Roman as she continues to approach.


MARLENA: Roman...what is going on? Are you alright?


Roman relaxes somewhat, but is still deeply frustrated. He turns, and, without looking at Marlena, begins to walk away.


ROMAN: Yeah. Fine. I'm gonna head out.


Roman grabs his jacket, but Marlena tries to stop him.


MARLENA: Roman. ROMAN! Where are you going?


Unable to stop Roman from leaving, Roman quickly responds before walking out and closing the door.


ROMAN: To work!


As the door slams shut, Marlena winces, and Eric looks over at the closed door. He looks back at Marlena, suddenly worried, but trying to hide it.


ERIC: Mom, I'm sorry. I...


Marlena interrupts, overwhelmed and angry. Unable to stay calm anymore, she grabs Eric's arm, forcing him to look her in the eye.


MARLENA: Eric, what did you say to him?


Eric meets Marlena's stare, confused and surprised.







Eric pulls away from his mother, looking away after a moment of intensity between them.


ERIC: I didn't say anything. I realized he didn't remember me or the entire Kristen fiasco and he...he lost it.


Marlena stops a moment, before turning back to Eric, a bit confused.


MARLENA: Kristen?
ERIC: Yes, Kristen. The whole mess that YOU helped create.


Marlena stops herself, looking down partly in shame and partly to cool her misplaced anger.


MARLENA: I know.
ERIC: I came here to give you both news about it, in case you're wondering.


Marlena looks up, intrigued.




Eric nods, remaining cold and sombre, not quite able to look Marlena in the eye.


ERIC: (sigh) Yeah. A package came in the mail for me after Nicole and I got home from City Hall.


Eric reaches over to the sideboard where he'd placed the envelope containing the Chyka files. He hands them to Marlena, who immediately pulls them out, looking them over in an increasingly excited way.


MARLENA: Oh my...Oh my God, Eric! This is the evidence you needed! Oh HONEY!


Marlena lurches forward, hugging Eric tightly, causing him to tense up, before gently forcing Marlena from her hug.


ERIC: Mom. Please.
MARLENA: Wh--Eric, I'm sorry.
ERIC: Just...don't right now. After the stunt you and Sami pulled today, just...don't. I came here to tell you the news, that's all.


Marlena reaches out to stop Eric before he leaves.


MARLENA: No. Eric, stop. 


Eric stops in his tracks, rolling his eyes and sighing as he turns back to face his mom.


ERIC: Mom, I don't have time for this, I--
MARLENA: This, this will just take a second. I need to know what this means for you and...you and the priesthood.


Eric looks to Marlena, as Marlena waits impatiently for his answer.




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Nick stands behind the podium at the press conference in Horton Town Square, gesturing for Tyler to step forward and join him at the podium. Once Tyler does, very reluctantly, step forward, Nick continues his announcement.


NICK: Mr. Houston here has been a major help to me in not only tracking down these hackers, but also with giving me the...confidence to put my name in the ring to lead this company. With his help, and my vision, I firmly believe that Titan will be a successful power player into the coming decade and beyond. Thank you, everyone.


Tyler grabs Nick's arm and pulls him aside just out of the earshot of the microphones, as the press begin to buzz furiously within seconds of Nick's speech ending.


Tyler looks at Nick, enraged.


TYLER: What the HELL do you think you're doing?


Nick laughs softly, giving Tyler a shrug.


NICK: I thought you'd be thrilled. I keep your secret, you help me fullfil my goals.
TYLER: And what if I don't. I have no loyalty to you, kid.
NICK: Then I guess you'd better develop a loyalty to the colour orange. Cos' that's the only colour you'll be wearing if you back out now.


Nick quickly looks Tyler up and down, before chuckling to himself.


NICK: ...Nah. Not your colour.


Nick walks away, heading out of the square, leaving Tyler behind, incredulous. Justin approaches him, his eyes trained on Nick. Justin puts a hand on Tyler's shoulder.


JUSTIN: Something tells me that appointment wasn't exactly a mutual decision.
TYLER: You'd be right. And it's not going to happen, either. Excuse me.


Tyler walks off, following Nick out of the town square.




Daniel and Kim step into Theresa's room. It's dark, and the only sound is the beep of the heart monitor, as a comatose Theresa lays in the bed.

Kim looks down lovingly at her daughter, as she holds Theresa's hand. Daniel looks over at Theresa before he begins.


DANIEL: I have reason believe she may be starting to...come out of the coma.


Kim looks on surprised and thrilled by the news, but it's immediately tempered by Daniel, as he interjects to stop her from reacting.


KIM: Oh my--
DANIEL: Wait...Kim, there's something else you need to know.


Kim's face drops as she moves from excitement to panic.


KIM: What? Is something wrong? Wh-what's happening?
DANIEL: She's...we...okay, I don't mean to alarm you, it's...it's likely nothing, but, I noticed something in her chart, I' ve never seen it before. Coma patients don't tend to start emerging from their coma and then immediately drop back into it...not unless they're being induced into it.


Kim clutches Theresa's hand, increasingly worried, as Daniel tries to keep calm.


KIM: Well you're not inducing the coma, obviously. I mean, that's...that doesn't make sense.
DANIEL: You're right. And we aren't.


Kim looks over at the door, then Daniel, confused and increasingly frustrated.


KIM: Well, then, I don't get it, I...I mean you have the door guarded, they would've seen anyone who's been coming in or out of here, they'dve had to. We're trying to keep Billie out, so...


Daniel looks away for a moment, sighing, as he tries to keep Kim from digging any deeper.


DANIEL: Yes...it's just been me, you, and the nurses. That's all, I promise you.
KIM: So, then, I don't understand, Daniel. Are you saying one of the nurses could be drugging my daughter?


Daniel sighs, unsure whether to tell Kim or not.




Abby folds her arms, as she furrows her brow, frustrated by Sami's interference.


ABBY: Sami, I can't force Nicole's hand. She's going to see right through me if I do that.
SAMI: Find a way, Abby. 
ABBY: It's not that easy.
SAMI: I'm sorry, who's your boss here?


Abby sighs, dropping her arms to the side, and tensing her hands into fists, as she stops herself from shouting at Sami.


ABBY: If I suppress information about this story to protect Will or anybody else, for that matter, I might as well kiss my career goodbye. We have journalistic standards to adhere to.

SAMI: Let me handle that. Just keep Will out of it.


Abby throws her hands up, exasperated. After a moment, she argues back.


ABBY: Look, Will's name probably won't even be important enough to mention on air.
SAMI: Like Hell it won't be. He wrote all their press releases.
ABBY: So we may have to speak with him to get more information. Look, Sami, I honestly don't think Will is the one you should be worried about right now.


Sami folds her arms, raising an eyebrow as she looks at Abby incredulously.


SAMI: Oh really? And just who should I be worried about?
ABBY: Nick. 


As Abby says this, Nicole opens the door to her office, not hiding her irritation at Sami's presence.


NICOLE: Abby's right. You should worry about Nick.


Nicole looks over to Abby, exhausted, and worried.


NICOLE: He just declared himself CEO of Titan Industries.


Sami looks back at Nicole, jaw dropped, as Abby's eyes widen, looking over to Sami with the same surprised face.






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


In Marlena's penthouse, Roman walks through the living room, sandwich in hand. He's evidently walked in for a quick bite to eat while on duty.


ROMAN: Thanks, Doc for the sandwich, I'll be back around 7.


He grabs his jacket to quickly put on as he's heading back out to work, when the doorbell rings. Looking back to see if Marlena's headed over or not to answer it, Roman walks over and opens the door to find Eric standing there.


ERIC: Dad! I've got some great news.


Roman looks at Eric, trying to appear upbeat but confused, regardless.




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In her motel room, at the edge of Salem's city limit, Sheryl stands in front of Jerome, laughing at her great fortune, as Jerome stands next to her, somewhat less enthused. The TV plays quietly in the background as she and Jerome speak.


JEROME: Brady Black...as in, the guy that drove himself and his girlfriend off an embankment into the lake trying to kill himself and her?
SHERYL: The very same. And trust me, I know it's him. 
SHERYL: He's the one I bought our getaway vehicle from, silly. I've got it all planned out. Just need a few things from in town...


Sheryl walks over to the desk, and grabs a notepad and pencil. Quickly jotting down what she needs, Sheryl tears the paper from the pad and hands the list to Jerome.


SHERYL: ...which...I will need you to order for me. Make sure the Salem PD can't track your IP address or you'll have to make a break for it, too.
SHERYL: Anyway, so, knowing that Brady's alive...it means that if we can get the word out that Brady isn't actually dead...the EnerNext project can be delayed if not completely halted.


Jerome sighs, before shaking his head, causing Sheryl to look at him, somewhat alarmed.


JEROME: You may not need to use that information after all. Not that I'd be able to spill that tea anyway since that makes a clear line between you and me.
SHERYL: Okay. Still not getting why we may not need it.


Jerome wordlessly points up at the TV, where Nick Fallon appears, giving a press conference. Sheryl looks on, curious, as she quickly grabs the remote and turns the volume up.


Nicole's voice blasts through the TV, giving a preamble to the proceedings.


NICOLE: (via TV) ...Mr. Fallon will be making his address shortly, he is expected to make a major announcement in Titan's name.




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Nick stands at the podium at Horton Town Square, where most of the Titan board, as well as Nicole, and various other members of the press, are gathered to hear Nick speak. 


Nicole finishes her report as the rest of the crowd begins to simmer their conversations.


NICOLE: Now, this is unusual for a lab technician to be speaking for a corporate board at his level, but, as we've learned with Titan in recent months, expect the unexpected.


With the TV cameras on, Nick lays on the charm for the masses, as he waits for the crowd to go silent. He leans into the microphone slightly, and begins his speech.


NICK: Today, Titan Industries has a new hope for the future. After months, perhaps, years of struggling in an uncertain economy, we have decided as a company to make a radical change of direction. 


Kate looks on from the crowd, trying not to roll her eyes as she listens to Nick's speech. Billie leans over and whispers to her mother.


BILLIE: Is it too late to sell a chunk of my Titan stock?
KATE: Honey, if this ship is sinking, we go down together.


As Nick carries on, Anjelica appears from the back of the square. She hangs back, not wanting to be seen by the larger crowd, standing with her head ccovered by a black scarf and dark glasses, as she observes Nick from afar. Nick is still able to spot her, as he carries on in his speech.


NICK: Due to a series of tragedies that have befallen the Kiriakis family in recent weeks, the....board felt it best to appoint someone...more youthful. An outsider with a clear, decisive vision for the company. One who would be willing to make the changes neccessary to carry the company well into the next decade.


Anjelica nods approvingly from her post at the back of the crowd, as Nick looks right at her as he delivers his announcement.


NICK: That person is me.


The crowd buzzes at the announcement, with camera flashes going off, the board members standing around, solemn as Nick looks around from his perch, beaming.







Abby sits at Nicole's computer, working her way through the documents Nick sent her about EnerNext, when Sami steps in.



Abby looks up from the computer, surprised to see Sami.


SAMI: Abby! How's everything?
ABBY: Good! I uh...I'm just...working on something for Nicole.
SAMI: I figured. Listen ah...I hope you remember exactly why I'm having you work with Nicole.


Abby looks up from the screen to look at Sami. She sighs.


ABBY: Sami, I'm not....really comfortable with what you were suggesting, I--


Sami interrupts, holding her hands up to stop Abby from continuing.


SAMI: I know. I know. I know, I shouldn't have asked but...(sigh) Nicole's not exactly a model employee. She's incredibly...tricky.


Abby turns away from the computer, giving Sami her entire focus, still sitting in Nicole's chair.


ABBY: Oh, believe me. I know. She and my mom have a hell of a history. But I'm trying to just...let the past stay in the past. She's doing some...really great work on this EnerNext story.

SAMI: So I've heard. I just want you to tread carefully. If anyone you love is implicated in this story...Nicole...can't be trusted. A lot of people could get caught in the crossfire.


Abby gets up from her seat, walking over toward a frustrated Sami.


ABBY: You're worried about Will, aren't you?


Sami turns around to look at Abby, sternly.


SAMI: Should I be?




Roman steps back to let an excited Eric in. Somewhat awkwardly, he responds.


ROMAN: I...uh...I'm just about to head back to work. Wh...what is it?
ERIC: Dad, I...well...I just got some really good news about what...what happened with Kristen.


Roman looks at Eric, trying to appear excited but looks almost blankly at Eric, who slowly realizes something's horribly wrong.


ERIC: You don't...you don't know what I'm talking about, do you?


Roman explodes, shouting in a frustrated rage at Eric.


ROMAN: Dammit, would you cut that out? You know, between you and Doc and the rest of the damn family trying to take any opportunity to test my memory. I've had it just about up to here with it!
ERIC: Dad! Calm down, I was just--


Roman gets right in Eric's face, shaking with rage, as Eric grabs Roman's hands and holds them tightly, trying to stop Roman from physically attacking him.


ROMAN: I WILL NOT CALM DOWN!! You...Dammit, let me GO!


Marlena races over from the opening to the kitchen, worried about the shouting she hears from the living room.


MARLENA: What is going on here? Eric?? Roman? Are you two alright?


Eric and Roman turn to look at a deeply concerned Marlena, who approaches them cautiously.




At Town Square, Nicole's voice cuts through the din of the rabbling crowd, as she asks a question of Nick.


NICOLE: How is it that you, someone with exactly zero experience, have managed to secure the vote to take over Titan?


Nick smiles at Nicole before responding with a phony graciousness to her question.


NICK: I'm glad you asked. Ah...well, you see, the board had to make some tough decisions. It actually brings me to a very important point I need to bring up. See, last night, Titan Industries was targeted by outside forces in a major attempt to breach our computer systems, steal vital corporate information, and destroy our servers. I will be in contact with the Salem PD later today to track down the perpetrator or perpetrators, and make sure they are brought to justice.


Nick clears his throat as he continues, looking directly into Nicole's camera. Nicole takes this opportunity to interject again.


NICOLE: Do you know the name or names of the hackers?
NICK: I can't speak on that at this time. However, I will say this. The Titan board was grateful to me, as I was the one who discovered that there had been a security breach, and was able to prevent the virus from causing any major damage. Thanks to my efforts, as well as my proposals, which I will be detailing at a later date for the turnaround of Titan Industries, I have been named CEO of Titan, with none other than Tyler Houston as my right hand through the transition period.


Tyler looks on, stunned by the news, he looks over at a shocked Justin, while Nick smiles his trademark smirk as the crowd once again begins to buzz with chatter, as Anjelica, still at the back of the crowd, gives Nick an 'ok' gesture with her hand.




As the press conference plays on TV, Sheryl and Jerome look on, stunned by the news. Sheryl looks on, slack-jawed as her rage builds.


SHERYL: That little BASTARD.


Sheryl looks over at Jerome, whose head twists to meet her gaze. Sheryl speaks to him with intensity, finger pointed at the TV screen.


SHERYL: HE'S the one who stopped the virus. And I'm gonna make that little twerp pay.






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


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Nicole rushes into her office at WXIR, where Abby and Jerome await her. The sound of the opening door causes Abby to turn toward the door, exciting her as she steps toward Nicole.


ABBY: Nicole! Just in time!
NICOLE: Why? What's happening? 


Nicole stops in her tracks as she sees Jerome at her computer. Her demeanour changes instantly, as she points to Jerome while speaking to Abby.


NICOLE: What's he doing here?
ABBY: Oh, Jerome and I were on a date, and...


Nicole, not waiting for Abby to answer, immediately shoos Jerome from her desk.


NICOLE: And he's not going to be sitting behind my desk on my computer. I've got sources on there I'd like to keep anonymous.
JEROME: Sorry. Sorry.


Jerome jumps up from Nicole's desk chair and steps away as Nicole sits down in it.


NICOLE: Oh you will be if I find out even one of my sources backs out of the story for the special.


Abby steps in, nervously, but firmly supporting Jerome.


ABBY|: Nicole, I wouldn't worry about Jerome. He's on our side in this.


Nicole turns to look at Abby, then over at Jerome. She points at Abby, looking her squarely in the eyes.


NICOLE: I'm holding you to that. 
ABBY: Fine by me.


Jerome looks at Nicole, feeling uncomfortable staying, he looks at Abby, and nods.


JEROME: You know what, it's fine. I gotta get going anyway. 
ABBY: You sure?
JEROME: Yeah. Look, I had a great time, even with the interruptions.


Abby takes Jerome's hands and kisses his gently on the lips.


ABBY: So did I. Let's do it again?
JEROME: You know it. I'll call you.
ABBY: 'Kay.


Jerome kisses Abby again, before taking off out the door of Nicole's office.


Abby then looks back to Nicole.


ABBY: There! Now it's just us. 
NICOLE: Good. Look, try to keep your dates out of our personal business stuff, okay? There is way too much as stake here, regardless of whether he supports this story or not. I just want to keep this under tight wraps until we go to air.


Abby throws her hands up.


ABBY: Fair enough! I totally get it.


After a moment, she sighs, and turns her chair to look at her screen.


NICOLE: Good. Okay. Now, what am I looking at?
ABBY: Well...that's what I was gonna tell you. Nick tracked us down on our date today. Seems he had been trying to get ahold of you for awhile to give you this.


Abby leans over and moves Nicole's mouse over to click the tab where Nick's PDF file is open. Nicole reads the headline, causing her eyes to widen immediately.


EnerNext & Titan: Fraudulent Arguments in Environmental Impact Study & Associated Payoffs




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In Horton Town Square, a podium is set up for a press conference, as Justin, John, and Tyler stand by, uncomfortably mulling over their situation. Justin steps toward John, and asks him a question.


JUSTIN: John, if you don't mind my asking...just what did you mean about not underestimating Nick? I mean, come on. He's a...cocky kid with a criminal record. Surely there's no way he could run Titan, we have rules stating he couldn't take over if he'd committed a felony.
JOHN: And I'm sure Nick is also plenty aware of the number of crimes Brady and Victor have committed over the years. Not to mention the dozens of crimes neither of them have ever been held criminally accounatable for that they probably should've. He's not gonna let that slide, Justin. If you poke the tiger enough times, he's gonna bite back.


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John looks over as he spots Kate, Lucas, and Billie arriving at the square.


JOHN: Besides, that's not the biggest thing I have to worry about with him.


Justin looks on at John, puzzled by his vague last statement, but before he can say anything, John grabs the attention of Billie, who nods in recognition of John's greeting. They stand by Tom & Alice's tree, and huddle together, speaking quietly.


BILLIE: Okay, what did you find out?
JOHN: This kid is in up to his neck.
BILLIE: Well, I figured that. Out of curiosity, what did he whisper to you at the meeting?


John shakes his head, looking over his shoulder to ensure the others aren't approaching.


JOHN: He said he knows about my plan to help save Roman. Now that can mean only one thing.
BILLIE: Yeah, but what if he's bluffing?
JOHN: How is Nick Fallon gonna find out about our mission unless he's working for the guy?


Billie sighs, knowing the truth of the situation, and realizes the gravity of it.


BILLIE: So it's true.
JOHN: There's only one person that can be behind this, and it means that this goes way deeper than we thought. It's GOT to be Stefano.
BILLIE: I'll contact Steve and give him the heads' up.


Billie heads out of the square, phone in hand, preparing to call Steve, as John hangs back, looking over at the rest of the crowd at the square, as Nick shows up, looking ever the image of smugness.




Anjelica sits in the back of her limo, alone. Cell phone in hand, she looks out over the city as it moves past her. Finally, someone picks up.


ANJELICA: (into phone) We have good news. He's got it. Titan is in our hands now.





Stefano sits on the DiMera jet, finishing a martini as he holds the plane's phone up to his ear. He enjoys the end of the drink and laughs heartily at the news.


STEFANO: (into phone) Excellent. And once I take care of our business here in Italy, we can celebrate your victory as state governor, yes?




Anjelica smiles wryly as she answers Stefano.


ANJELICA: (into phone) I look forward to it. You still haven't explained to me exactly what you're doing in Italy.




STEFANO: (into phone) Nothing for you to worry about. This is a little project of mine I need to handle...on my own.

Stefano looks out the window, looking stern as his plane descends into Aeroporto Elba.






Stefano sits in the DiMera jet, looking pensively out the window as the plane makes it descent into Aeroporto Elba on Elba Island, Italy. 

As he looks out over the island, the pilot makes his announcement.


PILOT: (over intercom) Good evening, Mr. DiMera, we are about to make our final approach into Aeroporto Elba, please prepare for landing, and fasten your seatbelt. 


As Stefano fastens his seatbelt, he speaks with his attendant, who passes by on her way to her seat.




Maria, the attendant, stops and stands by Stefano's seat, looking at him with a warm smile.


MARIA: Yes, Mr. DiMera.
STEFANO: Is everything ready for my arrival?
MARIA: Yes, I spoke with the driver. They've already arrived, and they're ready to take you to the yacht immediately upon your arrival at Elba Island. The ship to Capraia Isola is manned and ready for you to board as well.

STEFANO: Thank you, my dear.


Maria leaves for her seat, leaving Stefano alone. He thinks to himself about his upcoming plans.


STEFANO: And once I'm on the compound, my plans for Roman Brady will finally be realized.


Stefano sits back in his seat, a sense of comfort washes over him.




Sheryl walks back into her motel room, taking her handkerchief off her head and removing her sunglasses. She shakes out her dyed-red hair before flopping down on the edge of her bed, smiling widely.


SHERYL: Well THAT could NOT have gone any better.


Sheryl hears a knock on the door, and gets up, heading for the door. Checking to see who it is, she opens it immediately upon recognizing Jerome through the window.


SHERYL: Come in, come in, come in.


Jerome walks inside, a somewhat shaken look on his face.


JEROME: Hey, how'd it go?
SHERYL: Better than you could imagine. We have new leverage we can use against Titan if they keep trying to push the oil sands project through.


Jerome looks at Sheryl, surprised and confused.


JEROME: I thought you were done with all that? Isn't time to cut and run and protect yourselves here? That was what this whole disguising yourself as Nurse Crystal Clarke thing was meant to be about. Convince Jordan to leave town with you, and move on with new identities.

SHERYL: Well...let's just say I had a change of heart after today.
JEROME: What's that supposed to mean?


Sheryl turns around, positively beaming.


SHERYL: Because whatever vote Titan takes on anything is completely null and void.


Jerome looks at Sheryl, stupefied.


JEROME: What? How?
SHERYL: Let's just say that...rumours of Brady Black's demise have been greatly exaggerated.


Jerome's eyes widen, as Sheryl starts to laugh at her great fortune.




Nicole turns quickly back to Abby, stunned by what Nick's presented to them.


NICOLE: This is explosive.


Abby nods, stepping toward Nicole, who's still sitting in her computer chair.


ABBY: I know. I was...floored by what was in there.
NICOLE: This is enough to destroy Titan completely. This is huge, we can't afford any mistakes on this.
ABBY: I understand.


Nicole gets up from her seat, and prepares to take something from her bag, when Miles bursts into her office, startling Abby and Nicole.


MILES: Nicole! You need to get down to the Town Square right now. Titan's holding a press conference. Looks like it's a big one.
NICOLE: I'm on it.


Nicole turns to Abby and points at her while giving direction.


NICOLE: I need you to make a list of everyone implicated on that document, and find out who wrote all their press materials. I'll go through the list when I'm back.
ABBY: Got it.


Abby springs into action, sitting herself down in Nicole's chair, and launching herself into the task, as Nicole packs her bag back up and races out to the press conference.




John steps back into the Town Square, as Nick approaches Tyler near the podium. They engage in a somewhat secretive chat.


NICK: I'm gonna need you to play along with this. I don't think I have to explain why, but you are a crucial part of this handover.
TYLER: I don't see why I have to be involved in any of this.
NICK: Need I remind you that your very freedom rests in whether or not you can play nice for the cameras. Unless you want the world to know that you've been running a shell corporation used primarily for money laundering and bankrolling a failing enterprise all this time.


Tyler sighs, looking down as Nick threatens him. Once Nick finishes, Tyler looks up at Nick, and shakes his head.


TYLER: You're in way over your head, kid.
NICK: No more than you are.


Nick turns to step toward the podium, as Billie returns to the square, having finished her call to Steve. She steps over to John's side. John looks over to her, and she nods, before stepping over to stand with Kate, Lucas, and Justin. Kate, Lucas, and Justin all stand around, looking sombre.


JUSTIN: So...who wants to put money on how long before he's thrown out of the tower by security?
KATE: Less time than you think.
LUCAS: That's fascinating, Mom. Especially since you're part of the reason he was made CEO in the first place.


Kate turns to face Lucas, agitation in her tone.


KATE: I had no choice, and you know it.
LUCAS: Yeah, you keep saying. Too bad we don't know why your hands were tied or we might've been able to change your mind.
KATE: Ohhh trust me. Lucas, there's no changing my mind. Like I told your sister, I'll still come up trumps on this. Just you wait.

Lucas, Billie, Kate, and Justin all look up, as Nick steps up to the podium. As he does, Nicole arrives with her cameraman, ready to get the footage from Nick's press conference.


John looks over at Tyler, who stands behind Nick, trying to hide his frustration at this turn of events.


Nick looks out into the crowd, and smiles broadly.


NICK: I think we can get started now. Welcome everybody!






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


Gabi paces in her apartment, holding the modelling contract in her hand, as she debates whether or not to sign. She turns to Arianna, who sits in her crib, playing, and rests on the ledge of it. She talks to her.


GABI: Should I even do this?  Sami and Kate say that playing along is the best way to keep Nick in line. But I don't want you to get hurt. And I don't know if playing along with Nick any more than I have is even safe.


Gabi sighs as her phone's text tone goes off. Looking over at the desk where the phone sits, Gabi gets up from the side of the crib and walks over, looking at the phone.


The text is from Nick:


hey. U avail 2nite? meet me @ TBD 4 dinner. 8pm xx


Gabi sighs, putting down the phone, as she debates how to reply.




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Eric holds the documents proving Kristen used Dr. Chyka's formula to drug him in his hands, as he stands by the door of his hotel room.


Nicole looks at him, a deep fear in her eyes as Eric looks up at her, stunned. Slowly, Eric begins to smile widely.


ERIC: Oh my God.


Nicole responds timidly, almost stuttering her meek reply.


NICOLE: Wh...wh..w...what is it?

ERIC: It's a miracle. Nicole, It's...amazing. I finally have the proof.


Nicole looks at an excited Eric, still unsure of whether to be excited or scared.




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Nick steps to the head of the conference table at the front of the Titan board room. He looks around as he finishes his toxic presentation making his case for why he should be named CEO of Titan.


NICK: ...In fact, my messenger should be presenting Ms. Walker with the evidence I have against her right now. It's enough to destroy her brand new marriage to Eric Brady.


Lucas, Billie, Kate, Justin, and particularly John, all look on in surprise at the news. Nick pretends to have accidentally spilled the beans, holding his hand coyly over his mouth.


NICK: Oops! I wasn't supposed to say anything about that either. (laughs) My bad.


Nick leans against the edge of the conference table, as he looks around the room with an over-confident demeanour. The others look on, with Kate, in particular, scowling his way.


NICK: So...I guess that tells you everything you need to know to make your decision, folks. What say you?







Eric looks up at Nicole, thrilled by the news he's just received by the courier. Nicole looks on, still nervous, as she steps forward to look at the papers.


NICOLE: Can I...Can I see that for a moment?
ERIC: Yeah! Sure!


Nicole takes the documents and looks them over, knowing exactly who sent them to Eric. She flips through them to check the contents of every page, almost frantically. Eric senses Nicole's tension and puts a hand on her shoulder.


ERIC: You alright? You don't seem...thrilled by this.
NICOLE: I'm just...I feel like there's some kind of catch. Like...who had these all this time?


Eric turns Nicole around and kisses her quickly on the lips, leaving Nicole speechless.


ERIC: Nicole. I know why you're worried.
NICOLE: You do?
ERIC: Yeah. You're worried that now that I have the evidence that Dr. Chyka drugged me, that I'm going to abandon you for the priesthood.


Nicole looks away, giving a shrug and a cockeyed smile.


NICOLE: Well, I...I can't say I'd be surprised if you did. 


Eric begins to laugh as Nicole reaches out to put her hands on Eric's shoulders, she responds emphatically.


NICOLE: Eric, the priesthood meant SO MUCH to you. Never in a million years would I think I could compete with that...dedication you had to your faith, your vocation--


Eric puts his finger up to Nicole's lips, and Nicole stops herself midsentence.


He sighs, as he looks down momentarily, thinking for a second about what to say to Nicole.


ERIC: Nicole...my dedication and my faith are in you now. I can see that...this was planned all along. I love you, and no matter what happens now that we have this evidence...I made a promise to you today. And I intend to keep it. We are gonna take every step of this journey together. Okay?


Nicole begins to cry, hearing Eric's reassuring words. She throws her arms around Eric and kisses him deeply to show her gratitude to him.

However, under the chest of drawers by the door of the hotel room, one of the pages Eric received in the package lies, unchecked, hidden just out of both Eric and Nicole's view.




Gabi looks down at her phone, looking at the text message Nick sent her. She sighs before replying to him.


sure, see u then xx


Hitting 'send', Gabi puts her phone down on the table, sighing heavily. 


GABI: Not exactly how I wanted to spend the evening. But...gotta stick to plan.


Looking at the contracts on the desk, Gabi tenses for a moment, knowing she will have to make the decision of whether or not to sign the contract, as she, Sami, and Kate had discussed.


GABI: Speaking of 'plans'. 


Gabi throws her hands up and steps back over to the table, making a call to Sami.


GABI: (into phone) Hey, Sami. I'm ready to sign....yeah, let's get this over with.




Justin, John, and Tyler all step onto the elevator at Titan, heading down to the lobby to leave after the board meeting. All three men have sombre expressions on their faces, and remain quiet as the doors shut.


After a moment of awkward silence, Justin finally breaks it.


JUSTIN: I trust we have a plan to deal with this.


Tyler turns to Justin, an unwavering resolve clear in his reply.


TYLER: You just leave this to me. If this press conference goes how I hope...he'll be toast by sunset.


John immediately cuts in, looking stoically in Tyler's direction, causing both Tyler and Justin to turn suddenly in John's direction.


JOHN: Don't be so sure about that. If I'm right about him, Nick Fallon could be very dangerous to all of us.


Tyler and Justin stay focused on John, a grave concern on both their faces.




Billie, Kate, and Lucas stay behind in the board room at Titan, Billie and Lucas looking dejected, while Kate packs up her things, looking unworried. Billie seems on edge, almost slamming her files and papers into her bag, which doesn't go unnotcied by Kate.


KATE: You know, if you slam those into that bag any harder, you'll tear a hole in the bottom.
BILLIE: Well, I'm due to get a new one anyway. You know, I can't believe this, Mom. This is a complete disaster.


Kate rolls her eyes, as she continues to get her things organized in a blasé manner.


KATE: You are being so melodramatic right now. 
BILLIE: I think I have a right to be. You just exposed all of us to a serial blackmailer, and you let him win.
LUCAS: Billie's right, Mom. He knows we we were onto him, and he knows all about our plans, which, while Sheryl and Jordan are still out there, means we're all in danger.


Kate, finally exasperated with her children's worries, stops putting her things away and turns toward Billie and Lucas, looking at them sternly as she puts a hand on her hip.


KATE: Okay. Enough. You are both acting like scared children right now, and it's for nothing.


Lucas laughs sarcastically, irritated by Kate's dismissive attitude.


LUCAS: I wouldn't call this nothing, Mom. Nick's got enough on everyone to turn all their votes in his favour when he has ZERO experience running so much as a popsicle stand. That means he's got enough to sink ALL of us, and YOU know it.
KATE: Maybe he does. Hell, Nick could have enough information to put the Pentagon to shame. But that doesn't mean he's going to get away with it.
BILLIE: And how do you know that?


Kate turns her head to look straight at Billie. She looks at her daughter with a cocky smile.


KATE: Because nobody pisses off that many Kiriakises that quickly without retalliation. He may think that with Brady dead and Victor in a coma that the family's been defanged, but I have consorted with these people longer than that child has been alive, and I can tell you now...he's overdue to be knocked down a peg or two.


Lucas and Billie look at each other, unsure whether to believe Kate or not. Lucas folds his arms and looks Kate's way skeptically.




Anjelica stands in the DiMera living room, organizing files on her tablet, as the door opens. She looks over to see Nick walking in. She spots a confident expression in his eyes and sets her tablet down on the desk.


ANJELICA: Well, you certainly have a spring in your step.

NICK: You could say that.
ANJELICA: I suppose this means it's good news.
NICK: You could say that as well. Because as of about twenty minutes ago, you are looking at the new CEO of Titan Industries.


Anjelica's face lights up at the news, and she begins to chuckle to herself gleefully.






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


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Eric and Nicole lay in bed together, truly happy. They smile, breathing heavily as their heart rates descend from a long session of lovemaking. Nicole rolls over, resting against Eric's naked chest, before leaning in for a kiss.


NICOLE: You know...I could handle this whole...being married thing if this is how it's gonna be every day from now on.


Eric laughs, as Nicole smiles back at him.


ERIC: Yeah, if this was all being married was about, I could get used to it too.
NICOLE: Well, it could be. You know...I think we're both...very secure in our love for each other...and I know that whatever comes our way...I think we can get through it, as long as we work together.


Eric smiles, taking his hand and putting it up to Nicole's face.


ERIC: I will always be here for you, no matter what.


Eric pulls Nicole in for another kiss, as Nicole's phone goes off. They both stop and sigh. Nicole's head falls face-first into Eric's chest, as Eric laughs quietly to himself.


ERIC: You'd better get that.


Nicole lifts her head, and begins to whine jokingly.


NICOLE: But I don't wannaaaa...


Eric continues to laugh, as Nicole leans over and grabs her phone from the bedside table.


It's Abigail.


Nicole's expression immediately changes, as she answers the call.


NICOLE: (into phone) Abby?




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Abigail stands in Nicole's office, her back to Jerome, who sits at Nicole's desk, looking at her computer. He looks on, stunned by what he's seeing on the screen.


ABBY: (into phone) Hey Boss! Uh...I...I'm sorry to bother you. I know you had an appointment and all, but...




Nicole furrows her brow, a bit annoyed and a bit confused as to why Abby's calling.


NICOLE:  (into phone) Uh...it's fine. Now's not really a...great time...




ABBY: (into phone) No! I, I'll make it quick. Promise. It's...really important.


Abby looks over her shoulder to see a stunned Jerome reading the article headline from the flash drive Nick sent them.


EnerNext & Titan: Fraudulent Arguments in Environmental Impact Study & Associated Payoffs


ABBY: (into phone) You're gonna wanna come down to the office...right away.



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Nick paces the Titan board room, holding a pack of sealed envelopes in his hand, as the rest of the Titan board sits in stone silence, stunned by what Nick's held over their heads, and what he wants. Tyler, ready to stop Nick before he goes too far, gets up from his seat.


TYLER: I...uh...I think we've heard enough to make our decision on your proposition, Mr. Fallon.


Nick smiles, and turns to face Tyler, responding with a condescending tone.


NICK: Oh, I don't think so. Not quite yet. 


Nick holds the envelopes in his hand up to prominently display them to the rest of the room. He paces up and down the room still, as the others, most notably Kate, look on in discomfort. Tyler sits down, knowing he won't be able to stop Nick.


NICK: You see, as I mentioned before, I've been keeping a veeeery close eye on all of you here at Titan. And I've gotta say, you guys know how to cover your tracks. But not quite well enough.

JOHN: And what exactly does that mean?


Nick looks over to John, placing the first envelope down in front of him. Without breaking his gaze for a second, even to blink, he looks John dead in the eyes.


NICK: Why don't you open the envelope and find out?


Nick suddenly breaks gaze, and turns to walk around the table. As he does, Nick flips through the envelopes, placing down one before each board member as he finds the ones for the person before him.


Once completed, he leans on Kate's shoulders slightly, causing Kate to stiffen instantly.


NICK: I think we're ready to begin. 


Nick looks at everyone, a sickening, smug smile on his face, as the board members glare at him murderously.







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Anjelica stands in the Horton Town Square, smiling at a less-than-impressed Adrienne, who stands opposite Anjelica, with her arms folded.


ADRIENNE: Anjelica. What are you doing back in town?

ANJELICA: Well, I see you don't pay much attention to the news. Not that that surprises me. You always were a bit of an intellectual lightweight.


Adrienne rolls her eyes at Anjelica's jab, biting her tongue before she says something she'd regret.


ANJELICA: Among other more...personal matters, I am here as part of my campaign for the state governor's office.


Adrienne can't help but crack up at Anjelica's announcement. Incredulous, she responds, very amused.


ADRIENNE: As if you have a snowball's chance in Hell of winning.

ANJELICA: Oh, come now, Adrienne. A person's past indiscretions are hardly a reason to keep a person out of government these days, we all know that.
ADRIENNE: Yes, well, I don't think I've ever seen anyone run for office after having tried to blow someone up.


Anjelica looks at Adrienne, a more serious, lethal expression in her eyes, as the smile disappears from her face.


ANJELICA: Ah! those old lies, and innuendoes. Frankly, Adrienne, I think being in that explosion knocked something loose that should've stayed in place. You're long overdue for a doctor's visit. May I suggest ah...Dr. Marlena Evans?


Adrienne, fed up, grabs her shopping bags, and brushes past Anjelica to leave.


ADRIENNE: I don't have to listen to this. Enjoy your visit, Anjelica. I hope it's very short.


Anjelica turns to call out to Adrienne, goading her once more, and stopping Adrienne in her tracks momentarily.


ANJELICA: Oh, I expect it won't be. Seeing as my son's living with you and Justin. I hope I'll see you at dinner tonight at the Kiriakis mansion?


Adrienne sighs, before turning back around to face Anjelica.


ADRIENNE: Well, I would but we tend to not let stray cats in the house, much less eat off the dinner table. 
ANJELICA: What are you saying? You're not even going to let me share a meal with my son?
ADRIENNE: Anjelica, quite frankly, I'm sure no one would have an appetite with you there. And I hate wasting food.


Anjelica chuckles to herself.


ANJELICA: Ahh yes, that old blue collar spirit. Waste not, want not!
ADRIENNE: Which reminds me that I don't have the time to waste on you. So...


Adrienne grabs her shopping bags from the bench and gives Anjelica a fake smile.


ADRIENNE: Have a great day, Anjelica.


Adrienne walks off, leaving Anjelica behind, a raised eyebrow and shaking her head.




Kate holds open the card Nick's enclosed in her envelope, sighing as she's reminded of her part in his attempted drowning. Lucas looks over, panicked as he holds his card in Kate's direction, tensing in frustration. He whispers forcefully.


LUCAS: How the HELL does Nick know about the entire plan?


Billie sighs, resting her fingertips on her forehead, as she reads her card.


Billie, the spy came to town to hide in plain sight at Titan. Trying to get the goods on her mama's boytoy's new girlfriend. What a wonderful waste of our secret service's resources.


Billie sighs, knowing her reason for being in Salem has been found out.


BILLIE: Maybe mom was right.


Kate looks over momentarily at Billie, shrugging as she looks back toward Nick.


KATE: Trust me. This is the best thing we can do.


Across the table, Justin looks at his card, reading:


Justin, actively trying to falsify environmental assessments so you can rush through a forcible eviction from a citizen's hard-earned property? You should be ashamed.


Justin looks over at Billie, a similarly concerned expression on her face as his. He closes his card and lays it down on the table, as he looks over at a smug Nick.


JUSTIN: And just how do you think you can prove any of this.

NICK: You really wanna test this theory, huh? That I didn't come to this meeting prepared? 


John jumps in, closing his own note. He holds his arms out, looking at Nick incredulously.


JOHN: Oh, come on, Nick! You're bluffing! There's no way you have something on every single one of us with enough proof to back it up that you could take each of us down.


Nick saunters over to John, staring him down with his trademark grin.


He leans in close to John, never breaking gaze.


NICK: I wouldn't push your luck, Mr. Black.


Nick leans in and whispers in John's ear.


NICK: (whispering) I know about your little plan to save Roman Brady. And it's not gonna work.


John tenses immediately. He recognizes Nick is serious, and looks over at a concerned Justin. Sitting back down, he puts his hand over his mouth, sighing heavily.


Nick, meanwhile, turns back toward the head of the table, leaning over it to speak to the rest of the room.


NICK: Now, as I said, I'm not bluffing. In fact, as I speak, I am about to have a small...wedding present sent to one of my greatest allies in the fight to stop this little project of yours: Nicole Walker. 




Nicole readies herself to leave Eric's hotel room, frantically trying to adjust her dress, as Eric stands nearby, shirtless, trying to help zip her back in. Meanwhile, we hear Nick's voice over the hurried scene.


NICK: (voiceover) You see, I've sent a little document to her new husband, detailing some of the things I've uncovered about HER indiscretions, using the same methods I used to dig up all kinds of dirt on all of you. I'm sure you'll be hearing all about it shortly.


As Nick speaks: Outside the hotel room, a man walks toward the door. After a moment, he makes his over and knocks on the door.


Inside, Nicole and Eric stop in their tracks, before Eric heads quickly over to open it.


ERIC: I'll get it. Might be room service. I didn't get them in time.


Nicole laughs quietly, as she adjusts herself, before putting her shoes on.


Eric opens the door, to find the messenger Aiden sent to his room, with a large manila envelope in hand.


MESSENGER: Eric Brady?


Eric looks on, confused, as he clutches the envelope.


ERIC: Yeah. That's me.


After taking the envelope, the messenger holds out a tablet and a stylus for Eric.


MESSENGER: Sign here.


Eric signs for the document, still unsure of what to expect to find inside. As he finishes, he hands both the tablet and stylus back to the messenger, before shutting the door behind him.


Inside, Nicole looks puzzled as well, as Eric begins to open the document.


NICOLE: What is it?

ERIC: Dunno. Wasn't expecting anything. Were you?


Nicole shakes her head, as Eric opens the envelope and pulls out what's inside. As he does, one of the pages of the document falls out of

Eric's grasp and falls to the floor, just out of sight underneath Eric's nightstand.


NICOLE: What is it?


Eric's jaw drops, as he struggles to catch his breath. He realizes the information the documents contain.


ERIC: Oh my God. This is it.

ERIC: It's the Chyka file. I finally have proof that Kristen drugged me.


Nicole gasps in horror, as she realizes Nick's taken action against her. She braces herself for Eric's reaction. For now, Eric looks up at Nicole, stunned, but with a bit of a smile on his face.






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


Abigail sits next to Jerome, as they drive down the road toward the DiMera Tower. Abigail seems on edge, anticipating what could be on Nick's flash drive. Jerome senses Abby's tension and looks over at her, flashing a smile that helps comfort her.


JEROME: I will say this is nothing like any first date I've ever been on.


Abby laughs, looking over and smiling at Jerome as he oscillates his gaze between Abby and the road ahead.


ABBY: Yeah, it's...pretty unusual, I'll admit.
JEROME: Well, look, I'll help you however you need. Sounds like this is pretty important so...
ABBY: I think it is. 


Abby looks down at the flash drive in her hand, she looks at it, curiously.


ABBY: I think whatever's on this drive...could change a lot of lives.




Nick sits confidently at the conference table in the Titan board room, sitting next to Percy. A small stack of letter-sized envelopes lay on the table in front of them, as he watches the other board members mill about, conversing solemnly in their seats.


Billie Reed, for one, is especially discomforted by Nick Fallon's relaxed air, knowing what the meeting has in store. She looks over at Kate, who looks unusually at ease, given the circumstance. Kate has her game face on, something her son, Lucas, does not share. He looks back at Billie, trying to hide his worry.


John Black walks in, a similarly solemn expression on his face, as he silently catches Billie's eye. She gives him a worried look, which John mirrors, as he sits down across from her and her family members at the table. He nods over to an equally-worried Justin, who sits next to him.


Eventually, realizing the entire board is present, Tyler finally calls the meeting to order.


TYLER: I, umm...I think we have everyone. So...let's call the meeting to order.


The board members settle in their seats, as Tyler looks around the room a moment, waiting to begin.


TYLER: We...ummm...we're calling the meeting today due to a series of rather...unfortunate events that have occurred in the preceding few days which are hitting our business rather hard.


Tyler takes a moment, looking over at Justin, then Nick, before turning back to the rest of the board, a certain sadness in his voice.


TYLER: Ah...(clears throat) first off, our CEO, Victor Kiriakis has unfortunately suffered a heart attack, and is currently in an induced coma at University Hospital while he recovers from surgery. In the meantime, Justin Kiriakis and myself are acting as interim co-CEOs, as per Victor's request, outlined on Page 4 of the presentations before all of you. 


As Tyler speaks, Kate looks over, glaring at Nick, who winks back at her from across the conference table. Kate rolls her eyes at Nick's smug demeanour and cockiness. She leans over toward Lucas as he whispers snidely to her.


LUCAS: Imagine how good it would feel to smack that irritating smirk off Nick's face?
KATE: I know the feeling. But just remember how good it'll feel to watch him do it all by himself.


Lucas sighs, having doubts about Kate's strategy.


LUCAS: I hope to God you're right, Mom.
KATE: I always am.


Tyler carries on with his address to the board, ignoring Kate and Lucas' asides.


TYLER: Additionally, we've fended off an attack to our internal servers. As some of you may have heard. Last night, Nick Fallon prevented a complete and total destruction of our company's mainframe server, and cloud server, preventing the loss of millions of important documents and files, not to mention saving this company. I think we owe him a debt of gratitude.


Justin looks over at Nick, unsure if he shares Tyler's sentiment. Kate, Billie, and Lucas all look at each other, equally unimpressed. John stares ahead, giving his best poker face the entire time.


TYLER: I hear that Nick has a few words for us, and I would like to give him the opportunity to speak to you all. Without further ado, Nick Fallon.


Nick gets up immediately, confidently smiling at the board, who look on with a mix of indifference and, in some cases, dread.


NICK: Thank you. I have to say that...I appreciate all of your efforts. I thank each and every one of you for inviting me here today, and giving me the floor, even if it's just for a few moments. If you'd indulge me, I would like to use this moment to do something very unusual for someone in my position.


Kate looks over at Billie, resting her head on her hand as she leans on the armrest of her chair.


KATE: Here we go.


Nick looks around the room, and grabs the stack of envelopes from the conference table. He holds them tightly in his hands, as he smiles broadly, and speaks earnestly and professionally, looking each board member squarely in the eyes as he looks around the room from his place at the table.


NICK: I would like to put forth a motion. And before you respond to that motion...I would like to make my case for it. I think, once you hear everything I have to say...you'll find it all...extremely compelling.


Nick holds the envelopes in one hand, gently tapping them against his other hand as he carefully studies the faces of everyone in the room.


He smiles again before finally speaking.


NICK: I am proposing making a change. To appoint myself, with the close, guiding assistance of longtime professional, and trusted colleague, Tyler Houston, as new permanent CEO of Titan Industries.


The room stirs, incredulous at Nick's outrageous manoevre. Kate tries in vain to hold in her amusement at the spectacle Nick is making of himself, while Lucas and Billie look her way, more concerned. 


Billie looks over at a frustrated Justin, looking his way with a defeated look.


Nick relishes the reaction he's getting. Looking around the room with his trademark smirk while watching everyone react.







Adrienne walks through Horton Town Square, shopping bags in hand as she races through to get back to her car.


ADRIENNE: Gotta get this home before the boys get back.


Stopping a moment before she leaves the square, Adrienne heads to the bench by Tom & Alice's tree, and lays her bags down, digging through her bag to find her car keys.


ADRIENNE: You can't get into your car with only mind power, Adrienne. They haven't invented that yet.


Finally digging her keys out, she grabs her bags and quickly turns to dart out of the square.


ADRIENNE: Got 'em.


As Adrienne turns, she runs immediately into a woman who's to her left. Not realizing who it is, Adrienne begins to apologize profusely before she stops dead in her tracks.


ADRIENNE: Oh my God, I'm so sorry, I...


Adrienne looks up, realizing the person standing before her is very familiar.


ADRIENNE: Anjelica.



Anjelica flashes a quick smile, looking ever the professional as her insincerity drips out of every word she speaks.


ANJELICA: Well! Adrienne! Isn't it lovely bumping into each other like this?


Adrienne looks on at Anjelica, stunned and visibly displeased.




Abby unlocks the door to Nicole's office at WXIR, letting herself and Jerome in. Jerome turns on the light as Abby fumbles with her keys, trying to put them in her purse.


Closing the door behind them, Abby steps over to the computer and moves the mouse, waking the computer from its sleep. She plugs the flash drive in and waits impatiently, as she sits down in Nicole's office chair, Jerome standing over her.


ABBY: And now we wait.




Tyler stands up at the conference table, as the rest of the room still reacts to Nick's motion. Holding up his arms, Tyler attempts to calm the room down, calling out over the din.


TYLER: Excuse me, everybody! I need order, please. 


After a moment the room quiets down again, prompting Tyler to continue.


TYLER: Look, I know what Mr. Fallon has suggested is...highly unorthodox...to say the least, but...well, let's hear him out.


Tyler finishes his sentence, a grave feeling in him that expresses itself plainly in his voice. Tyler sits down, clearly dreading what's to come, as Nick smiles and nods graciously at Tyler.


NICK: Thank you, Mr. Houston. So...I expected that...eruption. To put it mildly. However, I'm sure a lot of you don't know quite why this company is so important to me....and why this job is so important to me.


Nick steps out from behind the table, and begins to pace the room, starting by pacing behind the head of the table, where Tyler and Justin are seated beside him. Tyler refuses to turn to watch Nick, needing to stare straight ahead as Nick carries on. Justin looks around the room, while leaning his chair to ensure he can see Nick as well.


NICK: You see, a lot of why we're all here today is down to a very important project started by me many years ago. Titan's alternative fuels project, was patented by myself. Unfortunately, since being acquired by Titan, the project has laid dormant while all of you pour billions of dollars you do not have down the drain pursuing a fossil fuels project that will never see the light of day.


Nick stops behind Percy's seat at the table. He turns to look out at the room.


NICK: And why is that?


Nick puts his hands squarely on Percy's shoulders, causing Percy to startle slightly.


NICK: This man. Percy Ruggles. Surely you all remember Percy. The lone holdout of your plan to devastate the local agriculture and air quality in your attempts to filter tar from the ground by the Salem River? 


Nick lets go of Percy's shoulders, holding his arms out to pose a question to the group.


NICK: Why do that when you have a completely workable project right here that is 100% sustainable? Why waste millions manipulating politicians to force people from their homes...when you have everything you need to supply every person in Salem with all the power and energy they need with my patent?


Nick laughs as the group remains dead silent. He nods, knowing they remain unmoved.


NICK: That's what I figured. Your egos don't want to believe you could be wrong about this. That you squandered all this potential because you wanted to own the rights to this and never use it. Just so you wouldn't have to deal with the threat. Well that ends today.


Justin, fed up of Nick's grandstanding, gets up from his seat and holds a hand up to Nick, trying to convince him to stop.


JUSTIN: Nick, that's enough! Now--

NICK: No! No, Justin. It's not. 


Nick steps back away from Justin, laughing as headache begins anew. Nick's vision blurs as a piercing pain shoots through him once again, Nick stops a moment before continuing his response.


JUSTIN: Nick, are you okay?
NICK: I'm fine....woah, I am SO fine. Better than any of you will be in a few minutes. Believe me.
TYLER: Nick, I think we may have...had enough now.


Nick laughs as Tyler awkwardly tries to get Nick to stop his raving.


NICK: (laughs) You....(laughs) you are the last person who should be trying to get me to stop right now, Tyler. And you know it.


Nick breathes in, leaning over, and looking straight into Tyler's eyes with a crazed, laser-focused intensity.


NICK: Besides, the fun is just about to start.


Billie squirms as Nick gathers himself together and walks over to his seat at the conference table. He still holds the stack of envelopes, but also opens his laptop bag, pulling out a single manila envelope, which he drops in the middle of the table. The entire group remains stone silent as they watch Nick drop the envelope down.


NICK: You see, I have been keeping tight surveillance over eeeeevery one of you here at the Titan HQ these last few months....and you know what? You people are some pieces of work. Not a single honest thought or word between any of you. You know that?


Nick cackles as he points at the envelope in the middle of the table.


NICK: THIS....this is the fact sheet detailing every falsehood contained in your sham of a proposal for the EnerNext oil sands. Every half-truth, every outright lie, where it came from, and the money trail that led to it being printed, and propagated throughout the state, and beyond. 


Nick looks around the room, feeling oh-so-satisfied as he surveys the ghost-white expressionless faces of the Titan board members.


NICK: And guess who has all this info? WXIR! The same station you geniuses were so damn ready to rid yourselves of so you could free up capital to invest in this big SCAM!


Nick smiles, seriously amused by the situation, as Justin looks over, trying not to panic, at an unsurprised Kate. John looks over at Billie, then back at Kate, still maintaining a poker face, but a tinge of concern is there if you look closer. Tyler looks down, unable to hide his worry.




As Nick's last words are spoken, we see Abby and Jerome at Nicole's computer, as the document from Nick's flash drive appears on the screen. 


NICK: (voiceover) And very soon everyone in Salem, and beyond is going to know the truth about what you've all done.


The title appears in bold on the screen:


EnerNext & Titan: Fraudulent Arguments in Environmental Impact Study & Associated Payoffs


Abby draws herself up, stunned by the headline alone, as Jerome looks at the screen, knowing the impact this has on his and Sheryl's own aims.


ABBY: I think I need to call Nicole.


Abby grabs her phone from her purse and frantically makes a call to Jerome, as Jerome looks intensely at the screen, certain that he needs to read more, and now.






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


Nick and Percy walk onto the elevator together at the Titan building. Both men appear to be in a chipper demeanour, standing silently as the doors to the elevator close.


Nick presses the button to the floor they intend to travel to, and the lift begins to move. Percy turns to Nick with a nervous smile.


PERCY: Nicholas, I...I hate to ask--


Nick immediately interrupts, looking straight ahead, unflinchingly.


NICK: --Then don't.


Nick turns to look at Percy. He smiles, as Percy's smile fades, suddenly far more nervous.


NICK: We've got this.
PERCY: Are you absolutely certain?
NICK: Totally. I even have insurance now. 


Percy looks back at Nick, wondering what he means. Nick recognizes Percy's look of curiosity immediately.


NICK: When I was meeting with Tyler last night, I found the press release Will was working on for the EnerNext project. 
PERCY: Alright. What exactly is the significance of this press release?
NICK: Well, I took a moment to read through it...and then I did some fact-checking...and they made every bit of their research up. Anything they didn't pull out of thin air, they paid off scientists to back them up on. So I did a bit more digging. Found out who paid what, how much, as to whom. If that press release goes out, there's a lot of people whose careers will be in shambles.


Percy looks on, contemplative, before the elevator announces its arrival at their floor. The ding of the opening door snaps Percy's head back forward.


PERCY: I see. Then I do believe we're in good stead. Onward!


Nick and Percy step off the elevator in lock step.




In the Titan board room, Billie walks in to find Justin alone in the room, unpacking his tablet at the table. Billie smiles warmly at him.


BILLIE: Well, long time, no see.


Justin looks up with the same smile as he logs into his tablet.


JUSTIN: Likewise. How did it go with the family?


Billie rests her bag on the table across from Justin, giving him a grimace.


BILLIE: It...it was an interesting talk.
JUSTIN: You're making me nervous now.
BILLIE: That's because I'm nervous enough for the both of us. My mother's preparing to cave to Nick's proposal, and she expects me to follow suit.


Justin looks at Billie, stunned.




Abby and Jerome sit together on their lunch date at the Brady Pub, sitting across from each other at a booth. They look relaxed together, enjoying each other's company thoroughly.


ABBY: Sorry about...Nick interrupting.
JEROME: No no! Don't worry about it. The guy gives me a bad vibe but...you two are cousins. I can tell you care a lot about him.


Abby smiles, as she looks down at her coffee cup, stirring it casually as she stares into the cup. Jerome's expression changes to one of concern.


JEROME: I...I...Earth to Abby.


Abby snaps out of her thoughts, blinking momentarily as she looks up again at Jerome.


ABBY: Sorry. Yeah, I...I guess I've just been worried about him. 
JEROME: Why's that?


Abby sighs, unsure whether she wants to delve into the whole story, but, after a moment, she looks up at Jerome.


ABBY: He hasn't been himself in a very long time. He was this...sweet tech nerd kid growing up. You know...always willing to help someone out and he'd....he'd make stupid mistakes sometimes but you always knew he was trying to do the right thing.


Jerome looks on, interested in Abby's story.


JEROME: So what changed?


Abby sighs, looking down sadly.


ABBY: He was shot...and the pain meds they gave him while he was in recovery...they...they totally messed him up. He became addicted.
JEROME: I'm sorry.
ABBY: It's...not your fault. I thought he'd kicked it while he was in jail, but...when I saw him the other day at Salem U, the way he was acting...it was like...
JEROME: Like he was still on the pills?
ABBY: Honestly, I wonder if he ever stopped. And it's almost like he was going through withdrawals or something. 


Jerome looks at Abby, thoughtfully and contemplating her view on Nick's behaviour.







Abby looks down, still slowly stirring her coffee, as Jerome looks on, taking a sip. Suddenly, she appears to snap out of it, looking back up at Jerome.


ABBY: Sorry, I know you didn't come here to hear me talk about my weird cousin.
JEROME: Nah, it's cool. Like...I know you love the guy. I just worry after what I saw at Salem U. Abby, I just get this feeling this guy's up to something, and it's not good. I feel like I need to protect you from him.


Abby smiles at Jerome, reaching a hand out to touch his across the table.


ABBY: You don't have to. But I love that you want to. It's sweet.


Jerome looks down at Abby's hand, resting on his, and cups his other hand over hers. He looks into her eyes seriously.


JEROME: I think you're a very special lady, Miss Deveraux.


Abby giggles, as Jerome squeezes her hand gently, a smile on his face knowing he made Abby laugh.


JEROME: You got this...this look in your eye. There's a lot more to you than what I see on the outside, I can tell.


Abby blushes, smiling a goofy, embarrassed smile as Jerome charms her.


JEROME: I'd like to get to see what's under that calm surface...if you'd let me.


Abby smiles, and nods softly.


ABBY: We'll see.

JEROME: That's all I can ask for.


Abby pulls her hand away, and grabs her bag from beside her on the seat.


ABBY: I hate to cut this short but, I gotta see what's on this flash drive and report back to my boss. 
JEROME: You sure you wanna bug your boss when she told you specifically not to?


Abby gets up from the booth and pulls the flash drive out, holding it in her hand and casually waving it as she makes her point to Jerome, who's also gotten up from the booth.


ABBY: If what's on here is important enough that Nick would take the time to track me down in the middle of a work day? It may warrant it, yeah.


Jerome looks on, casually nodding in agreement, before heading for the door.


JEROME: Well, come on. Let me drive you to the office.
ABBY: Thanks.


Jerome and Abby head for the exit, as Jerome drops enough money to cover the cheque on the table before heading out.




EJ looks up from his desk at DiMera Enterprises, surprised by the news Sami's just given him.


EJ: Nicole married Eric? As in your brother, Eric.


Sami leans against the edge of EJ's desk, fuming.


SAMI: YEP! Mom and I tried to stop them but we were too late, and now Eric isn't speaking to either of us.
EJ: No surprise there.


Sami glares at EJ, shouting him down for his quip.


SAMI: I'm sorry, WHAT?! My brother just married a lying BITCH and you're making jokes--
EJ: No, no, I'm not saying I don't blame him, Samantha, but I know how people are when they're...that in love with someone.


Sami sighs, rolling her eyes, balking at the idea that Eric's feelings for Nicole are that strong.


SAMI: Love. Yeah, right. He was manipulated into marrying her. He was vulnerable because your sister raped him, and he was kicked out of the priesthood because YOUR FAMILY made sure the proof disappeared.


EJ gets up from his desk, suddenly feeling defensive of his family.


EJ: Okay, Samantha, that's not fair.
SAMI: The hell it isn't! 


EJ sighs, holding his tongue before he says anything he regrets. Sami, meanwhile, continues her tirade.


SAMI: Your father is always bailing that harpee of a sister of yours out like she's an eight year old child instead of making her take responsibility for her actions, and you're so afraid of getting on his bad side that you just let him. 


EJ stands behind his desk, folding his arms as he quietly, but sternly responds to Sami.


EJ: Need I remind you of everything I am doing to protect you and your loved ones, including your son from being implicated in an attempted murder. Without my help, Nick Fallon would have had you all in jail months ago, and taken off with your grandchild and that insipid idiot Gabriella Hernandez.


Sami looks down, sheepishly. The reminder snaps her back to reality, and she answers EJ, a guilty calm suddenly in her voice.


SAMI: Yeah, I remember.
EJ: So don't you ever think for a second that I am not thinking of what is best for you. You are everything to me. I know we have our problems, Samantha, but I am dedicated, 100% to making sure you know every day that you are the most important thing to me. You got that?


Sami looks up at EJ, a faint smile on her face as she nods, acknowledging EJ's vow.




Brady steps back into Anita's cabin, calling out to her to let her know he's returned.


BRADY: Anita! I'm back!


Anita steps out from the kitchen, a casserole dish in her hands, as she walks over to the dining table in the main room. She smiles as she greets Brady.


ANITA: So, is she sold?


Brady pulls a wad of bills from his pocket and holds it out to her.


BRADY: $800 cash. All for you.


Anita sets the casserole down on the table, and turns back to take the wad of bills from Brady, before taking two bills from the wad to give back to Brady, a huge smile on her face. She presses the bills into Brady's hand.


ANITA: Your commission, kind sir.


Brady looks down and laughs as Anita laughs playfully with him. He hesitates a moment before handing the money back to her.


BRADY: You know, I don't know, Anita. You really don't need to give me this.
ANITA: Absolutely, I do. You need money. And you did a great thing for me.
BRADY: Well, yeah. But you've done so much for me already. I feel like I owe you. I...I can't accept this.


Anita holds up her hand, shaking her head.


ANITA: You can, and you will. Besides, I hear southerners drive a hard bargain!
BRADY: Well, that's the thing. See...she talked like she was from the south, and all...but...there was something about her, Anita. I swear, I recognize her. Like...I've seen her somewhere before.


Brady looks over at Anita, racking his brain to place "Crystal's" face.




Sheryl backs the big blue SUV she'd just purchased from Brady into a secluded spot off the side of the road. Turning off the engine, she steps out of the car, to look over at the road, and see how well-hidden the truck is to traffic.


SHERYL: At least I'm not too far from that general store. Gotta get this thing hidden away well enough that no one will find it when I make a getaway.


She grabs her phone from her pocket and makes a voice note:


SHERYL: (into voice memo on her phone) 2.4 miles up State Road 45, past Six Mile Road. Look for the old beige fence ending with a group of large pine trees. 


Putting her voice memo away, Sheryl looks over the position of the truck, making sure it's hidden from all angles. Once she's satisfied, She locks up the truck, and calls a cab. 


SHERYL: (into phone) Yes, I'd like a cab to the corner of County Road 8 and Smith Island Road, please? ...yes, and please hurry, my car broke down, and I'm running late...thank you.


Sheryl hangs up the phone, satisfied with herself, as she walks off toward the country intersection.




Justin stands across the board room table from Billie, stunned by the bomb she's just dropped.


JUSTIN: I'm sorry, what? Your mother's voting IN FAVOUR of Nick's proposal?
BILLIE: Look, there's more to it than that, it's just--


As Billie tries to tell Justin Kate's reason for her vote, the doors to the board room open, and Nick and Percy walk in with a confident stride.


NICK: Ahh, I see we're nice and early for the festivities.


Justin and Billie turn to look at them, a somewhat disdainful look on their faces. Justin comes back with a quick retort.


JUSTIN: Not that you should be privvy to them in the first place. But yes, we aren't due to start for another twenty minutes.
NICK: Well, I think I've got enough going for me that I won't be missing any more of these going forward. 


Nick sits his bag down on the conference table and unzips it, pulling his laptop from his bag as he talks.


NICK: I think, personally, this is going to be a very productive meeting. Don't you?


Billie and Justin look uncomfortably at each other, then looking back Nick's way with the same uneasiness. Nick, meanwhile, pulls out his stack of envelopes, one for each of the Titan board members. He lays them neatly on the conference table in front of him, as he sits down, looking very self-satisfied.






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


Noelle paces nervously inside the Kiriakis Mansion by the glass doors to the garden. She holds her cell phone up to her ear, hoping her call will be answered, checking to see if anyone's coming from either the kitchen or the living room.


NOELLE: Come on, Nick. Pick up your damn phone.


After a second, the call goes to voice mail. Noelle hangs up in frustration and walks back into the living room, upon which point she hears the doorbell ring. Further exasperated, she walks out into the foyer and opens the door.


It's Anjelica.


ANJELICA: Ahh! Dear daughter-in-law. 


Noelle looks stunned by Anjelica's arrival.


NOELLE: A...Anjelica.


Anjelica responds with a chipper tone, dripping with a phony pleasantness.


ANJELICA: Well, aren't you gonna let me in?


As Anjelica says this, she walks right through the opened door, as a surprised Noelle stands back in shock.


Once inside, Anjelica makes a beeline for the Kiriakis living room, as Noelle turns and closes the door.


NOELLE: What are you doing here? And why haven't you been answering my phone calls?


Anjelica walks over to the bar in the corner of the room and pours herself a scotch, as though in her own home. As she does, she pours a second glass for Noelle.


ANJELICA: Oh come now, Noelle. I'm surprised at you! You know that the signals emitted from cellular devices have been known to interfere with the mechanical equipment on airplanes. 


Noelle looks annoyed at Anjelica, while folding her arms, as Anjelica turns around and holds a drink out to Noelle.


NOELLE: Of course, how could I forget?


Anjelica smiles at Noelle's sarcastic reply, as Noelle takes the drink from Anjelica's hand.


ANJELICA: I did get your messages, though. Have you been able to get ahold of Nick?
NOELLE: Not yet. But I honestly don't think it'll make a difference. Once he lets the board know what we have on them, they're gonna be eating out of the palm of his hand.


Anjelica raises an eyebrow to Noelle, a wry smile on her face as she casually leans her glass over to toast Noelle's. They share a quick laugh as they take a sip from their respective drinks.




Brady stands in front of the truck outside the rural general store, as a heavily disguised Sheryl stands before him, scarf covering most of her dyed-red hair, and large sunglasses. 


Brady pulls himself upright off the front of the truck fender, and extends a hand to shake Sheryl's.


BRADY: And you must be...
SHERYL: Crystal. Crystal Clarke.


Brady smiles, intrigued by "Crystal's" myserious appearance.


BRADY: Nice to meet you. Although, I gotta say...you look awfully familiar. Have we...have we met?


Sheryl looks on at Brady, mouth agape, as she tries not to show her internal panic on her face.




Abby and Jerome sit in the Brady Pub at a booth, laughing awkwardly as they smile at each other. Abby takes a sip of her soda, as Jerome looks her in the eyes with a warmth that Abby finds irresistable.


JEROME: You know...I think I'm starting to get to like Salem.
ABBY: Well, good. Cos I could get used to having you around. So tell me, where were you before here, anyway?


Jerome takes a sip of his beer before answering Abby, answering almost too quickly.


JEROME: Toronto. I was finishing my Masters' at University of Toronto.


Abby looks on, impressed.


ABBY: Oh NICE! What in?
JEROME: Computer science.
ABBY: Oooh a tech guy.


Abby laughs, giving Jerome a flirtatious look, as Nick opens the door to the pub, immediately spotting Abby and Jerome on their date. He smiles, observing them from afar.







Sami slams the door to EJ's office at DiMera Enterprises, startling EJ who is sitting at his desk.


SAMI: UGGGGH! That...woman!


Sami paces the room, tense and enraged. EJ looks up at Sami, still uncomfortable, as he looks at her through his reading glasses.


EJ: Jeez...what woman, Samantha?
SAMI: I'll give you three guesses.


EJ sighs and takes off his glasses, placing them down on the desk in front of him.


EJ: Nicole?
SAMI: We have a winner!
EJ: What did she do this time? Is that why you went running out of the house this morning?


Sami laughs maniacally, as she walks over to EJ's desk and leans over it, staring intensely at EJ.


SAMI: That's right! That manipulative bitch married my brother.


EJ looks at Sami, genuine surprise on his face.




Anjelica walks over from the bar in the Kiriakis living room, planting herself on the sofa kitty corner from Noelle, who sits in the armchair. She hands Noelle another scotch on the rocks, and holds another in her own hands. Anjelica sounds self-satisfied as they speak of their impending victory over the Titan board.


ANJELICA: You know, I was a bit skeptical at the beginning, but I think this relationship is going to work out just fine between us.
NOELLE: Well, it can. It all depends on you.


Anjelica takes a sip of her drink, then feigns shock, holding a hand to her chest.




Noelle looks at Anjelica, speaking in a no-nonsense tone.


NOELLE: Yes, you. I thought we agreed that we would be in close contact whenever either of us made any moves. 
ANJELICA: Well, we have, haven't we?


Noelle picks up the newspaper from the coffee table, showing Anjelica's picture prominently on the front page. She holds it up, looking unimpressed.


NOELLE: You call this communication?
ANJELICA: I call that publicizing what we've already discussed for months. 


Anjelica sets down her drink, her tone changing from one of light-hearted repartee to a more serious business voice.


ANJELICA: Listen, I have not only this campaign to run, but I also have business deals to take care of, and family matters to ensure are being attended to. That's why I asked you to be involved in this arrangement. 


Noelle leans back, looking away and rolling her eyes as Anjelica becomes increasingly empthatic.


ANJELICA: You are the only woman that my son is ever going to love, and if I want my bid for the state legislature to be a successful one, that requires any and all scandals be headed off at the pass. 


Noelle continues to look away, and Anjelica leans in closer to Noelle, hardly blinking as she softly, but cuttingly delivers her next remarks.


ANJELICA: Harper Deveraux ran his political life on being a man of family values, and I intend to run my house the same way. Now, you know Alex has been involved in certain relationships that a lot of my base would be incredibly upset about. But he loves you enough to put those affairs behind him. 
NOELLE: I know he does, Anjelica. And I love him just as much.
ANJELICA: Good. Then we have no problem here. 


Anjelica gets up from her seat, walking toward the doorway of the Kiriakis living room. She grabs her clutch from the side table. Stopping momentarily before stepping out, she looks down, and turns back to face Noelle.


ANJELICA: Don't question my methods again, Noelle. I need you to trust that I know what I'm doing at all times. Even a second of doubt on either of our parts could ruin everything.


Anjelica turns back toward the door, leaving Noelle alone in the living room, deep in thought as the front door of the house closes behind a departing Anjelica.




Sheryl stands opposite Brady at the General Store parking lot, looking uneasy. She swallows hard, hoping to stay in character despite Brady's vague recognition.


SHERYL: Ah...no. I just...you must be mistaking me for someone else, I...I just moved up here from down south the other night.


Brady looks on, unsure for a second, before laughing to himself.


BRADY: Yeah, I guess I'd remember meeting someone with a southern accent in Salem. Well, look, if you wanna test drive her before you take her...


Sheryl shakes her head. She smiles as she looks the car over.


SHERYL: Nah, I...I think we're good. It's just a temporary thing until I get myself settled in and I get myself a new car. You know?
BRADY: Makes sense. 


Sheryl walks around to the other side of the car and reaches over to her purse to look for her cash.


SHERYL: Uh...how much do I owe ya?
BRADY: Ah, what was it, we agreed on $1000?
SHERYL: Well, how 'bout we do $800 cash, and you don't have to worry about them brakes?


Brady looks "Crystal" up and down for a second, before furrowing his brow. Sheryl holds up the $800 and smiles at Brady.


SHERYL: Do we have a deal?
BRADY: We do.


Brady takes the money, and hands "Crystal" the keys to the truck. Sheryl smiles and unlocks the door.


SHERYL: Good doing business with ya, Mister. You wanna ride back to your house?
BRADY: Ah, sure!


Brady loops around to the passenger side, as Sheryl puts on her best phony cowgirl voice and enthusiastically invites him in.


SHERYL: Hop in!


Brady opens the door to the passenger side of the truck, as Sheryl looks in the rear view mirror, smiling cockily as she realizes her disguise has worked.




Abby and Jerome sit at their booth at the Brady Pub, their eyes barely straying from each other, as Nick approaches the table. Spotting her cousin from across the room, Abby waves Nick over, to Jerome's chagrin.


ABBY: Nick! Hey! How are you doing?
NICK: I'm doing better. Was just at the hospital to make sure everything was okay.
ABBY: I'm glad, I've been worried.


Jerome stays silent, staring Nick down, menacingly, monitoring his interaction with Abby to ensure he doesn't fly off the handle again at her.


NICK: Not to worry. Listen, I...I don't mean to interrupt your date, guys, but...


Jerome tries to interject to try to get Nick to back off, but Abby cuts in before he can.


ABBY: You're not...interrupting, Nick. Don't worry.
NICK: Well...I had something I had to give you. It's ah...it's work-related.


Abby looks at Nick, confused.


ABBY: Oh...ah...for me?
NICK: Well, strictly speaking, it's...it's for Nicole but...well, she's not taking my phone calls right now.
ABBY: Oh, she's...well, she had to take the day off today. She's not even answering MY calls, so...


Nick nods, trying to feign innocence when he knows the real reason Nicole stopped responding.


NICK: Right. Well, this is part of the big story you're working on for Nicole's special this week. I think you'll find it very interesting. 


Nick pulls a flash drive from his bag and hands it to Abby.


NICK: Make sure Nicole gets it as soon as possible. Let her know that if there's any doubt about where it comes from or if it's real, that I have the originals.


Abby holds the flash drive tightly in her hand, before looking up at Nick and nodding.


ABBY: Alright. I'll let her know.
NICK: Thanks. Enjoy yourselves.
ABBY: Glad you're feeling better, Nick.


Nick waves back at Abby, as Jerome scowls at him, watching him leave the pub.



Once outside, Nick looks ahead, his trademark smirk on his face.


NICK: And another domino falls. Sorry, Will.


Nick walks off, as inside, Abby holds the flash drive in her hands, curious about its contents, before she carefully places it in her bag.






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


 Brady walks into the main room of Anita's cabin, as she sits on her sofa reading the paper. Hearing Brady come into the room, she looks over her shoulder to see him putting his jacket on.


ANITA: Going somehwere?
BRADY: Not far. Just gotta meet with that woman I was telling you about.


Anita sets down the paper and turns her body toward Brady. She looks on, pleasantly surprised.


ANITA: Already? 


Anita pulls her reading glasses from her face, and shakes her head in amazement.


ANITA: I'm telling you, today's technology is a miracle.
BRADY: Tell me about it. From when you told me about it until now, we're looking at about...ohh...about a four hour turnaround time. Crazy, huh?
ANITA: You better believe it. If I'd have known how much I could get done this fast, I'dve gotten on this internet years ago.


Brady and Anita laugh, as Brady opens the door to the cabin to head out.


BRADY: Right? Okay, I've gotta meet this woman at the general store in about 10 minutes, so I'll be back in about an hour. Hopefully minus one blue SUV.
ANITA: ...and plus a thousand dollars or two.


Brady points at Anita, agreeing to her point.


BRADY: Exactly. (laughs)
ANITA: Alright, I'll see you in a bit.


Brady shuts the door to the cabin behind him, leaving Anita behind, as she looks over at the PC sitting in the corner. She contemplates sitting down to use it.


ANITA: Well...you've seen enough people use it, Anita. About time to try it for yourself, no?


Anita hesitates as she steps towards the computer, sitting down in the office chair. She rests her fingers on the keyboard. She looks up at the screen, a determined look on her face.


ANITA: Besides...you've got some work to do.




Laura sits with JJ on the bench at Horton Town Square. JJ hugs a despondent Laura.


JJ: No one is going to hurt mom, or Abigail, or me. You got that? I'm gonna make sure of it.


Releasing Laura from his hug, Laura looks down, suddenly no longer hungry. She gets up to throw her partly-melted ice cream sundae in the nearby garbage can, and turns back toward JJ.

JJ looks at Laura with a hint of determination in his eyes.


JJ: Grandma, we have no choice. If I refuse this money, it'll just force mom even further toward Liam. This way, Liam thinks I'm pacified, and I'm far enough removed that I can do some digging in safety. This way, mom, and Abigail, and you are safe.


Laura takes a moment, before slumping down beside JJ on the bench. She nods, fully understanding JJ's position.


LAURA: You're right, JJ. There's no other way. 


Laura turns, looking intensely at JJ as she emphatically instructs JJ.


LAURA: Cash the cheque.






Nick sits in the exam room, on the exam table, as Daniel taps away at his tablet, editing Nick's chart. Nick looks on, still hazy from his fall.


Maggie stands by Nick, a hand on his back, being concerned for her relative.


NICK: Dr. Jonas, I don't mean to rush you but...I have somewhere to be.


Daniel doesn't look up, still fixated on his work on the tablet. Despite this, he answers Nick immediately.


DANIEL: Yeah, well, I'm not quite done yet. One more question...did you...prior to this fall you took today...did you suffer any other head injuries recently?


Nick looks up at Daniel, before having a flashback to the night he was dumped in the river. Nick remembers being on top of Gabi, and being hit in the head with a rock.




As the rock makes impact with Nick's head, Nick snaps out of his flashback, immediately locking eyes with Daniel.


NICK: Yeah. Yeah, I did. But uh...it wasn't anything major.
DANIEL: Well, sometimes these injuries sort of...lie dormant for awhile before symptoms appear. I might want to schedule some more tests for you.


Nick looks at Daniel, sighing as he worries about missing the Titan board meeting.


NICK: Ah...Dr. Jonas. I'd love to do that but...can we schedule these for another time? I...I'm really running behind.


Maggie steps in before Daniel can respond, voicing her concern to Nick.


MAGGIE: Nick...I know you're eager to get back to work, but...Honey... head injuries are so unpredictable. If you don't stop and think about your health for a moment...it could kill you.

Nick looks up at Maggie, affected by her grave warning, but unsure whether or not to proceed.







Jordan sits in her office, consumed by the realization that her safety is in jeopardy thanks to Nick. She plays with her engagement ring nervously, as she stares straight ahead, oblivious to everything around her.


JORDAN: As long as Nick's alive...you'll never be safe...you'll never be free...


Jordan looks on, unblinking, unmoving. She fixates on the point as she continues to fidget with her engagement ring.


JORDAN: As long as he's alive.


As she receives a notification on her phone of a voicemail, she snaps out of her trance, and looks at it. Knowing it's from Sheryl, Jordan ignores it, and quickly gets up from behind her desk.


JORDAN: Dammit...


Scooping up her phone, and realizing the time, she grabsher tablet and heads quickly out into the hall.


JORDAN: Gotta get down for my 5pm.


Closing and locking the door to her office, she quickly walks down the hallway, and into the main lobby. As she steps into the lobby, Maggie steps out of the exam room Nick is in with Daniel. Out of the corner of her eye, she spots Nick inside. Quickly turning to Maggie, she nervously smiles.


JORDAN: Maggie!


Maggie smiles, a bit nervous herself from all the health crisies in her family.


MAGGIE: Jordan. How are you doing?
JORDAN: Oh, I'm....I'm good. Just...on my way to my next patient. Uh...I saw Nick in there...everything okay?


Maggie furrows her brow slightly, still smiling, but with a curious expression on her face.


MAGGIE: Ah....I think so...


Maggie hesitates a moment before continuing.


MAGGIE: I didn't realize you knew Nick.
JORDAN: Oh, we...we only met once or twice but...well...you know me, always concerned.
MAGGIE: Oh, I know. And I appreciate it...


Maggie looks down, spotting Jordan's engagement ring. Her face lights up with excitement.


MAGGIE: ...Oh MY! What is THIS???


Jordan takes a moment to realize what Maggie's referring to, before Maggie takes her hand and Jordan happily extends her hand out to show off her ring.


JORDAN: Oh! Yes! Rafe and I are engaged. I'm...I'm so overwhelmed I didn't even...(laughs)


Maggie looks at the ring, holding Jordan's hand in hers. She looks up at Jordan, a seriousness in her voice, but with an earnest joy.


MAGGIE: Jordan, it's beautiful. You're a very lucky woman. And Rafe is an extremely lucky man.


Jordan begins to tear up at Maggie's kindness. They exchange a warm, congratulatory hug.




Inside the exam room, Nick hops off the exam table, and readjusts himself, preparing to leave. Daniel looks up at Nick, putting his tablet down on the counter.


NICK: Look, Dr. Jonas. I appreciate that you wanna help and all, but...I need to schedule these tests for another day. I'm already way behind for this meeting I've got to get to today.

DANIEL: You know, I wish you would go in for the tests right away but...I can't force your hand. Look, I'll see if I can schedule you for first thing tomorrow morning, and if I can, I'll give you a call on your cell. Okay?
NICK: Appreciate that.


Nick extends his hand to Daniel, and they share a firm handshake, as Nick grabs his laptop case from beside the exam table.


DANIEL: It's what I do. Oh, and Nick.


Nick stops as his hand is on the doorknob, ready to step out of the room.


NICK: Yeah?

DANIEL: You're not on any medications, right?


Nick looks at Daniel, shrugging off his recent pill popping.


NICK: Ah...no. Just...since I've been having these headaches I've been taking Aspirins whenever one flares up, but...nothing more than that.
DANIEL: Hmm, ok. If anything that should help your blood pressure. (sigh) Okay. Yeah, I'll see you tomorrow morning.
NICK: You got it. Thanks, Dr. Jonas.


Nick walks out of the exam room, and closes the door behind him. Taking a second, he texts Gabi.


hey. U avail 2nite? meet me @ TBD 4 dinner. 8pm xx


He smiles as he hits send. He then puts his phone in his pocket and walks away.




Jennifer and Liam sit out at a table outside the café at Horton Town Square, laughing and holding hands.


JENNIFER: It was a great idea to bring me to lunch. Thank you, Liam.
LIAM: Anything for you, Jenn. You don't know how much it means to me to have you in my life. I want to take every moment I can.
JENNIFER: Me too. And I wanna thank you as well. Your gift to JJ was...beyond what I ever expected. I mean...where did you even FIND that kind of money to give away like that?


Liam stumbles momentarily, trying to find an answer, as JJ and Laura approach them. Jennifer spots them and waves, beaming as they approach, a more solemn expression on both their faces. Liam turns as well to see who's approaching.


JENNIFER: Hey JJ! Mom! What are you two up to?
LAURA: Oh, JJ and I had some free time before I had to head back to the hospital, so I took him out for lunch and we grabbed a frozen yogurt. And you?

LIAM: Well, Jenn and I were just having a quick lunch break together.
JENNIFER: We've already ordered but would you like to join us?


JJ nods while looking over at Laura, who looks equally stoic. Laura then turns her attention back to Jennifer, feigning a smile through her nervousness.


LAURA: Ah, sure!


Liam gets up to pull up a chair for Laura, who sits down, looking over graciously at Liam. JJ grabs a chair for himself and sits down as well.


LAURA: Thank you. Ah, so...how's your day been, everyone?
JENNIFER: Oh, fantastic. Liam and I were talking before about the family cabin on Smith Island. It's really beautiful going out there this time of year.


Jennifer looks over at Liam, excitement in her eyes as she reaches her hand out to tap Liam's thigh.


JENNIFER: You know, I've got the long weekend free, why don't we go up together for a quiet weekend, just the two of us?


JJ and Laura try unsuccessfully to hide their discomfort at the idea, while Liam looks back at Jenn uncomfortably as well.


LIAM: I ah...Jenn, I'm sorry. I have contractors coming up to my house this weekend, I've gotta...supervise them. Need to...put on a new roof.


Jenn smiles, shrugging off Liam's disappointing news.


JENNIFER: That's fine. I'll just come up there with you. I haven't seen the house yet, and all.


Laura nervously observes the exchange, as Liam squirms yet again.


LIAM: Yeah, that's...I'm sorry, Jenn. The house is a mess, and...look, I just think it's better we don't do it this weekend. I'm sorry.


Jenn looks on, disappointed. 


JENNIFER: That's...that's alright. Yeah, we'll do another weekend.


JJ eyes Liam studiously. Observing something is strange in his behaviour, he interjects.


JJ: Hey! I ah...I forgot to mention, Liam. (sigh) I ah...I decided to take you up on your offer. I'm accepting the cheque. I put in my acceptance at Stanford for the winter semester.


JJ looks Liam dead in the eyes as Jennifer looks at JJ, once again excited for her son.


JENNIFER: Oh, Honey, that's fantastic! And thank you, Liam.


Liam looks back at JJ, a smile on his face, but both men barely blinking, as they look each other dead in the eyes.


LIAM: It's my pleasure, Jenn. Anything to help you and your family.


JJ remains locked in with Liam, as Laura looks on, eyes darting back and forth between the two men, and reading the tense body language between them.




Outside the country general store, Brady leans against Anita's old blue SUV. He checks his watch as from around the corner, a taxi pulls up. A woman steps out of the car wearing a navy blue trenchcoat, sunglasses, and a sheer white kerchief over her head, disguising her flame red hair.


It's Sheryl.


She hands the taxi driver money, and he takes off. She strides confidently over to Brady, who looks at her with interest.


SHERYL: Brady?
BRADY: Yes! Hi. 


Brady pulls himself upright off the front of the truck fender, and extends a hand to shake Sheryl's.


BRADY: And you must be...
SHERYL: Crystal. Crystal Clarke.


Brady smiles, intrigued by "Crystal's" myserious appearance.






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


Sheryl, standing in her motel room at the edge of town,  hears the beeping sound of Jordan refusing her call, and hangs up the motel room's landline phone, frustrated.


SHERYL: Dammit. Jordan, none of us are safe as long as you're in Salem. 


Sheryl turns toward the bathroom door, where she's placed the supplies Jerome's given her. Sheryl looks on at the box of bleach, and of hair dye, makeup, among other supplies. She looks on, steely-eyed.


SHERYL: But I'm gonna make damn sure you do. And make Billie Reed pay for what she's done to us.




Jordan sits at her desk at University Hospital, contemplating accepting the call from an unknown number that's currently coming in on her cell phone. As the phone buzzes on her desk, she stares it down, frozen still.


Jordan remembers back to her conversation moments before with Nick:






Jordan tries hard to ignore Nick, turning back to her computer work, but Nick leans in and stares almost without blinking at her. His intense gaze makes Jordan extremely nervous.


NICK: Alright, I'll get right to the point. You know your little virus? I was the one who stopped it from going through last night. And the folks at Titan know that Sheryl's the one that was trying to put it there.


Jordan turns to look at Nick, contempt in her eyes as she tries to hold her emotions in.


JORDAN: And just how do they know that?


Nick smiles evilly, never moving his gaze, making Jordan even less comfortable.


NICK: I told them. See, I've been monitoring every little thing that's been going on in that building for months now. And I have the evidence to back up everything I claim. So Sheryl's probably on her way out of town as we speak. 


Nick lets out a little chuckle to himself before continuing, standing up to sit down on Jordan's desk, leaning in even closer to her, never once breaking their gaze.


NICK: At least she better be. 


Jordan sighs, worrying about her own fate now that Nick knows their connection. Nick puts his hand up to Jordan's chin, and casually caresses it, causing Jordan to flinch.


NICK: But don't worry. If you keep your nose out of where it doesn't belong...I'll let you keep your life here with your little boyfriend, the cop. Just remember...I know who you are. So stay out of my way. 




Jordan snaps back to reality, realizing the gravity of the situation and how it could so easily impact her. She down at her phone, still ringing, and quickly dismisses the call, sending it to voicemail.


JORDAN: Sorry, Sheryl. From now on, you're on your own.




Outside Jordan's office at the hospital, Nick struggles to steady himself as he rifles through his bag to grab his bottle of pills, hoping to stop his throbbing headache. 


Turning the corner after exiting Victor's hospital room, Maggie spies Nick, in visible distress. She walks quickly over to him to see if he's okay.


MAGGIE: Nick? Nick?? Are you okay?


Nick doesn't respond to Maggie's worried call, instead popping a pill and stumbling quickly over to the water fountain. After taking a sip, Nick quickly lifts his head up, before stumbling again, causing Maggie to panic, and grab Nick to catch his fall.


MAGGIE: Nick!! Somebody help!







Nick wakes up to see Maggie and Daniel standing over him as he lies in a hospital bed. Stunned, Nick looks around, barely moving.


DANIEL: Nick, it's me. Dr. Jonas. You just passed out for a minute, but you're fine.


Nick struggles to respond to Daniel, still groggy, and with a dull, lingering head pain.


NICK: I....huh?

MAGGIE: You passed out, Honey. You were holding your head in your hands. You looked like you were in a lot of pain, and you were stumbling down the hallway. I called out and got Daniel to help.

NICK: (sigh) You didn't have to do that.


Daniel keeps busy, grabbing his tablet from the counter, and focuses in on Nick's chart as he responds to Nick's statement casually.


DANIEL: Yeaaah well it's a good thing she did. You took a pretty nasty spill. And from what Maggie tells me...you had a pretty major migraine there. You under some stress lately? Work?


Nick looks away from Maggie and Daniel, almost zoning out. He sighs before answering.


NICK: It's nothing. I've got it under control now.
DANIEL: Well...I hope so, because you need to watch it, Nick. Your blood pressure was high enough to cause a heart attack. Take these headaches as a warning sign.


Nick looks back at Daniel, concerned by Daniel's diagnosis.




Laura and JJ walks through Horton Town Square, JJ with an ice cream cone, and Laura with a cup holding a small sundae. They laugh as they eat their treats, and talk about their days.


LAURA: (laughs) Well, it's good that Rory's keeping his job with the pizza place. I know things haven't been easy for him. 
JJ: Yeah, you can say that again. I just hope this job gives him enough money that he can afford to head down to Stanford next year without student loans.


Laura nods, before looking up at JJ, a glint of concern in her eye.


LAURA: Yeah...speaking of which...have you...decided what you're going to do about Liam's offer?


JJ sighs, as they both sit down on the bench by Tom & Alice's tree. Looking off into the distance, JJ takes a moment to finish his ice cream cone, then shakes his head.


JJ: I'm not sure. I mean...I know taking it will throw Liam off my trail, and it would certainly help us get the money we need to find out what we need to know about this guy, but...

LAURA: But it's risky. I don't want you beholden to this man. Especially not if he's tied to Stefano. That man has done too many horrible things to this family. And I am not about to let him harm us anymore.


Laura looks at JJ, clearly upset, verging on tears, as JJ pulls his grandmother in for a hug as they sit on the bench.




Jordan sits quietly at her computer desk. She types quickly at her desk, working on patient files, before the shine from her engagement ring catches her eye, causing her took down at it. 


Jordan takes a moment, soaking up the extreme highs and lows of the past 24 hours. From Rafe's marriage proposal to finding out her pregnancy test gave a false positive, to walking away from a lifelong friendship with Sheryl. She begins to play with the ring as she thinks over her situation.


JORDAN: (voiceover) Sheryl was right. If you stay in town, you're bound to be found out for as long as Nick Fallon is around. He's got your number, Jordan. You're never going to be safe, as long as Nick's alive...


Jordan stops herself momentarily, looking up, realizing the gravity of the situation. She very softly verbalizes the realization she's come to.


A song begins over the scene:




[0:06] JORDAN: As long as Nick's alive...you'll never be safe. You'll never be free.


Jordan looks on, unblinking, unmoving. She fixates on the point as she continues to fidget with her engagement ring.


JORDAN: As long as he's alive.




The song carries on into this scene


[0:22] Sheryl steps out of the shower, causing a burst of steam to emerge out into the rest of the motel bathroom and into the main room.


Sheryl emerges, wrapping a towel around herself and her hair before stepping out into the main room, where her toiletries are laid out carefully in front of the vanity.


[0:49] Sitting herself before the vanity, she pulls a picture of Nurse Crystal Clarke from a file in her top dresser drawer. She slides it in between the mirror and the frame of the vanity, allowing her to study Crystal's look.


[0:59] Sheryl then applies her foundation, a shade somewhat lighter than her own, in order to mask her lightly bronzed skin. Sheryl slowly blends in a contour, careful to match the hues from the picture.


[1:27] Sheryl slowly puts on her eyeliner, purposely too heavy, along with a heavy black eyeliner, punctuating the look with a strong cateye. She puts in contact lenses, changing her eye colour from green to a hazel colour.


[1:48] Sheryl moves to her lips, applying a bold, bright, almost orange-tinted red lipstick. She moves the stick across her lips, almost seductively. As she puts the stick down, she smacks her lips, giving a confident look into the mirror as her look is complete.


[2:09] The final step in her transformation: Sheryl rips the towel from her head, exposing a long, lush head of fire red hair. She smiles before looking into mirror, and holding up a large pair of scissors.


[2:21] With a deep inhale, she hacks off the last third of her hair, leaving her with a shoulder-length cut.


[2:39] Once the hair has fallen to the floor, Sheryl looks into the mirror, a transformed woman. She laughs quiety to herself before greeting the new woman in the mirror playfully.


SHERYL: Helloooo, Nurse!


Sheryl's laugh grows into a possessed cackle as she admires her work.






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


Billie pulls John aside into the alley behing Club TBD. Looking behind her left and right to ensure no one is around to hear, she speaks to him softly so as not to draw attention to herself, but with a great intensity.


BILLIE: We need a new plan to stop Jordan and Sheryl. Like...yesterday.


John holds his hand up in a stopping motion, trying to get Billie to cool off.


JOHN: Woah, woah, woah, calm down. Okay, Shane told me the virus was halted, so what's gone down since then?


Billie sighs, trying to retain a cool exterior as she relays the news onto John.


BILLIE: Well, you know about the board meeting today, obviously.
JOHN: Yeah. That's why I'm back in town.
BILLIE: Well, Justin told me that Nick Fallon is using it as an opportunity to blackmail the board into giving him control over Titan.


John looks at Billie, incredulous, and, quite franky, amused. He responds, trying to hold back his laughter.


JOHN: Wait, what? He's a lab tech for MadWorld.
BILLIE: The lead one. I mean, he HAS come up with some real moneymaking formulas for us. Particularly in the new skin care line, no question, but...(sigh) John, he's got something on each member of the board. And he's prepared to use it.


John suddenly looks concerned. He sighs, contemplating what that could mean for him, and the rest of the board.





Inside Jordan's office at University Hospital, Jordan is signing some paperwork, and hears the knock. She responds without raising her head.


JORDAN: Come in.


Nick opens the door to Jordan's office, and smiles like the Cheshire Cat. Jordan looks up, trying to hide the fear in her eyes.


NICK: Hey Jordan! It's been awhile. 


Nick steps inside Jordan's office, and closes the door brusquely behind him.


NICK: Let's talk.


Jordan looks on, the fear plain in her face despite her best efforts.




Will sits across from Kate at Club TBD, as Kate sips her martini. Will grasps his scotch on the rocks tightly, worry about what his grandmother is about to tell him.


WILL: Okay...lay it on me. What's happening at Titan that I need hard liquor at 1pm?


Kate breathes in, taking a moment to find the right wording before laying the truth on Will.


KATE: Nick Fallon is going to use every bit of dirt he's been able to scrounge up about the Titan board to gain control of Titan today at the board meeting. And that includes what happened at the river.


Will's face drops as he takes in the news.







Sheryl sits at her computer, with headphones on. She hits "rewind" on the program playing the video of Valerie's interview with Nurse Crystal Clarke. Listening closely, she studies the cadence of Crystal's words. She mouths the sounds of Crystal's words, letting some slip out loud, not hearing the sound of the door opening behind her.


SHERYL: ...thaaaynk yew, Dr. Graaaant.


As Jerome steps into the room, he overhears Sheryl's overpronounciation of the southern accent, and observes her as she leans back in her chair, eyes closed. He tries to hold in his laughter as he listens in.


SHERYL: Ya know you're a reeeeally niiice...


Sheryl opens her eyes to see Jerome standing over her, giggling to himself. Sheryl's expression changes immediately to a sour one as she rips her headphones off her head, turning angrily to face a still-hysterical Jerome.


SHERYL: Dammit, Jerome. Don't scare me like that!
JEROME: (in between laughs) You know, you...you are...you, heeeee you need to spend some time in Georgia 'cos you not gone convince nobody like that!


Jerome continues to laugh as he sets down the plastic bag containing the supplies Sheryl requested. Sheryl almost immediately snatches them from the table, as Jerome tries to contain himself.


SHERYL: Ughhh...did you find everything I asked for?


Cooling down, Jerome clears his throat before responding.


JEROME: Yeah, I uh...(clears throat) I got the hair dye, the applicators, everything.
SHERYL: Excellent.
JEROME: I just hope you're not trying to trick anyone just yet. You need to take your time and practice before we do this.


Sheryl turns to look at Jerome, annoyed.


SHERYL: What do you think I've been doing. And quite honestly, I thought I was doing a damn good job, considering.


Jerome starts to laugh again at Sheryl but contains himself successfully before continuing.


JEROME: You uh...you know, for someone that lived in Birmingham so long, you really picked nothing up.


Sheryl rolls her eyes at her accomplice. She grabs her headphones, preparing to put them back on.


SHERYL: I think I've heard everything I need to.
JEROME: That's fine. Look, I gotta get going anyway, so...


Sheryl stops herself, turning back Jerome's way.


SHERYL: Why? What the hell do YOU have to do?


Jerome gives his best mockingly upper crust demeanour in response.


JEROME: I happen to have a previous engagement with a young lady.


Sheryl rolls her eyes, leaning back as she puts her headphones back on.


SHERYL: (sigh) Typical. I'd tell you not to get attached, but I know you're allergic to attachment, so have fun.


As she finishes her statement, she slaps the spacebar on her laptop, triggering the playback on the video. Jerome stops a moment, before shaking his head in amusement and walking out of the hotel room.




John looks at Billie as they walk through Town Square together, a contemplative look on his face.


JOHN: So, really...we have no recourse but to go along with this.
BILLIE: For now.


Billie and John stop as Billie turns to face John.


BILLIE: Mom thinks that going along with Nick will be an opportunity for her.
JOHN: I don't see how.
BILLIE: Okay, come on. It's my mom. If she sees an opening to take power, she'll take it.


John nods, understanding Billie's point.


JOHN: Fair enough.
BILLIE: But I think it's misguided, especially if it damages the company. I mean...how long is Nick going to run Titan into the ground before we get a chance to stop him.
JOHN: You're probably right. But, okay, back up a little, going along with Nick...how's this tie into Jordan and Sheryl?


Billie looks around nervously, trying to make sure no one is listening.


BILLIE: I'm fairly certain that Nick was in cahoots with Jordan and Sheryl, but that Nick double-crossed them to gain power for herself. I mean...think about it. Nick's friend is that kooky owl watcher that EnerNext is trying to buy the land from for the oil sands project. They're like two peas in a pod. And we KNOW that that was Jordan and Sheryl's motive for coming to Salem.


John nods, taking in what Billie's saying, before thinking of something of his own.


JOHN: So you're thinking Nick's playing all of them?
BILLIE: It makes sense. If Nick can use these people to get what he wants under the guise of helping them, they'll all be willing to do his bidding until he throws them under the bus.

JOHN: And God knows who else he's already thrown to the wolves that we don't yet know about.
BILLIE: Exactly. Which is why I think we need to make sure Nick gets taken out. The sooner we get him put in his place, the better.




Will sets down his drink on the table after taking a big swig of it. He looks up at Kate, while still taking in the news of Nick's plans to take over Titan.


WILL: So...what does that mean for you, Mom and Gabi?


Kate swirls her martini about, looking down upon it as she casually explains the situation to her grandson.


KATE: Well..I'm not entirely sure. But it's in his best interests not to expose us. If only because we know for a fact he still wants to have a chance with Gabi. And he's willing to do whatever it takes to have it.

WILL: (sigh) Yeah, I know that a little too well. Gabi told us this morning that she'd been...drugging Nick to try to get him hooked onto his pills so that he'd go back to jail, but...apparently that backfired.


Kate nods knowingly. Will looks on, a bit surprised, before realizing the truth.


WILL: Wait...you...you knew about the pills.
KATE: I found out about it the other day. I know she's very stressed out about it, because Hope won't arrest him, but...I don't know what she expected. I mean, Hope's his cousin, for God's sake!
WILL: I know. (sigh) And it's getting worse.


Kate looks up at Will, suddenly even more worried.


KATE: What do you mean?


Will hesitates momentarily, sighing before responding to Kate, dreading her reaction.


WILL: EJ is so worried about Nick and his...state of mind that he bought Gabi a gun today.


Kate's eyes widen, suddenly horrified at the prospects of what could come of it.




Nick steps into Jordan's office and shuts the door quietly behind him. Jordan draws herself up in her chair, clearly very tense.


JORDAN: Wh-what do you want, Nick?


Nick laughs at Jordan's fear, stepping casually toward her.


NICK: Oh my GOD! RELAX, Jordan! I mean, come on, we're partners in all this, aren't we?
JORDAN: I don't know what you're talking about, Nick. Look, as far as Sheryl and her plans go, I am no longer associated with her, okay? So...
NICK: That's fine. But I expect she's still going to be trying to contact you.


Jordan looks up at Nick, trying to put on a steely reserve. Her voice continues to tremble slightly.


JORDAN: I'm sure she will. But I want nothing to do with her. So whatever you want from her, talk to her about it.


Jordan turns toward her computer, but Nick walks over, and sits down in the chair opposite Jordan's at her desk.


NICK: I don't think that'll be very easy. 


Jordan sighs, turning back toward Nick, exasperated.


JORDAN: Look, Nick, I've had a hard enough day today, so whatever you're trying to say, just spit it out, and go, okay?


Jordan tries hard to ignore Nick, turning back to her computer work, but Nick leans in and stares almost without blinking at her. His intense gaze makes Jordan extremely nervous.


NICK: Alright, I'll get right to the point. You know your little virus? I was the one who stopped it from going through last night. And the folks at Titan know that Sheryl's the one that was trying to put it there.


Jordan turns to look at Nick, contempt in her eyes as she tries to hold her emotions in.


JORDAN: And just how do they know that?


Nick smiles evilly, never moving his gaze, making Jordan even less comfortable.


NICK: I told them. See, I've been monitoring every little thing that's been going on in that building for months now. And I have the evidence to back up everything I claim. So Sheryl's probably on her way out of town as we speak. 


Nick lets out a little chuckle to himself before continuing, standing up to sit down on Jordan's desk, leaning in even closer to her, never once breaking their gaze.


NICK: At least she better be. 


Jordan sighs, worrying about her own fate now that Nick knows their connection. Nick puts his hand up to Jordan's chin, and casually caresses it, causing Jordan to flinch.


NICK: But don't worry. If you keep your nose out of where it doesn't belong...I'll let you keep your life here with your little boyfriend, the cop. Just remember...I know who you really are. So stay out of my way. 


Nick gets up from his perch on Jordan's desk and walks slowly out of Jordan's office.  Just before stepping out the door, Nick turns back toward Jordan with another ominous warning.


NICK: Oh, and if Sheryl does try to contact you...do me a favour and let her know about our little chat, yeah?


Jordan glares at Nick and he smirks, before turning around and leaving her office. As the door closes, Jordan sighs in relief. 


She looks down at her phone as sees another call from an unknown number. Jordan doesn't answer, contemplating whether to refuse the call or not.




Outside Jordan's office, Nick is hit with a sharp head pain yet again. Holding his hand up to his temple, he quickly opens his bag, digging to find his pills. 


Upon finding them, he stumbles down the hall toward the water fountain. As he approaches it, Maggie turns the corner and sees Nick struggling. She calls out to him.




Nick, in his haze, doesn't hear her. Maggie walks over, as Nick clasps both hands on his head, as the pain intensifies to an unbearable pressure.


MAGGIE: Nick! Are you okay?!






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


Billie sits across the table from Kate at Club TBD. She's stunned by Kate's reticence to take on Nick Fallon at the upcoming Titan baord meeting.


BILLIE: Mom...I can't believe what I'm hearing right now. 


Kate casually sips her martini, trying hard to hide her fears about Nick.


KATE: Believe it.
BILLIE: I mean, this is not you. The Kate I know would have the jump on a louse like Nick in a heartbeat. You'd be eager to knock his arrogant behind down a few pegs.
KATE: Billie, sometimes, it's best to play your cards close to your chest. As far as I'm concerned, we need to let Nick fall on his own sword.


Billie looks at Kate, still incredulous by her mother's seeming willingness to allow Nick to take over Titan.

BILLIE: Mom, isn't that exactly what we were trying to avoid? Nick destroying this company.


Kate casually places her empty martini on the table, before looking back at Billie calmly, a wry smile painted on her face.


KATE:  Billie, have you never heard of the Dunning-Kruger effect? Nick's arrogance and incompetence is going to destroy him long before he can destroy Titan. And I, for one, welcome the chance to have a front-row seat.


Billie glares at Kate, annoyed by Kate's nonchlanace and cynicism.


BILLIE: Okay. So we enjoy Nick fall apart in slow motion. Then what?


Kate leans in close to Billie, and responds softly, but firmly.


KATE: That's when I make my move to take over Titan for myself.




John saunters toward Kim and Roman, and Marlena and Sami, who are gathered around the booth where Kim and Roman are sitting. The group have turned around after hearing John's voice call out to them. They're surprised by his arrival, and Marlena, in particular, is unhappy to see him.


JOHN: Hey Doc.


Sami steps in, immediately hostile towards her ex-stepfather.


SAMI: You have an awful lot of nerve showing your face in here right now.


Marlena immediately chastises Sami, stopping her from continuing.


MARLENA: Sami, stop it!


Marlena turns back to face John, still an icyness between them.


MARLENA: I wasn't expecting to see you.
JOHN: Well...there was an emergency board meeting called at Titan today, and...Justin made it seem urgent that I be here, so...I decided to pop in and grab something quick to eat before heading over.
MARLENA: I see. Well,it's nice to see you're still at least committed to your business affairs.


John, stung by her stuble dig, looks away in frustration.


JOHN: Doc--
MARLENA: No, I mean, really, John. I know you're hurting from Brady's death, but to divorce me, after reaffirming your love for me? I don't believe any of it. Something is going on and I want to know what it is.


John attempts to reach out to touch Marlena, but she steps back. John immediately backs off, but responds emotionally.


JOHN: Doc, I'm sorry. And I know this doesn't mean much to you right now. But I have my reasons. I think you'll come to understand them one day soon. 
MARLENA: Like Hell. I will never believe for a second that your feelings for me have changed yet again.


John sighs, trying to avoid any further emotion. Marlena steps toward John, speaking softly, but emphatically.


MARLENA: I know you inside and out. If someone put you up to this, you need to tell me.


John looks over at Kim, Roman, and a glowering Sami, and nods cordially to them.


JOHN: Look, I made a mistake coming here. I'm sorry if I upset any of you. I'll head over to TBD instead.


John steps out, leaving Marlena visibly drained. She turns back toward the others, who look on sympathetically.




Sheryl sits at the desk in her darkened hotel room, curtains shut. In the room, the main source of light remains the glow of her laptop screen.


She pours over articles discussing how to successfully dye auburn hair a strawberry blonde colour.


She grabs her phone to quickly text Jerome the shopping list she'll need to successfully pull off Nurse Crystal Clarke's hair colour, and fool Valerie, and the University Hospital staff.


SHERYL: Okay...I'll have to get Jerome to buy...bleach, reddish blonde dye, ruby red dye...and a mixing bottle.


As she sends the text, and puts her phone down, her e-mail notification goes off. Hastily checking the message, it's from Brady, requesting she phone Anita's home to set up a meeting time to test drive and potentially purchase the blue SUV. Sheryl smiles as she reaches the end of the e-mail.


SHERYL: Okay, here goes nothing.


Sheryl picks up her phone, but stops herself, and heads over to the hotel landline. Hesitating momentarily, she breathes in deep, psyching herself up to take the call.


SHERYL: Alright, Sheryl. Your first big test as Nurse Crystal Clarke. Let's see if we can pull this off.


Sheryl picks up the receiver, and puts it to her ear, before beginning to dial Anita's number.





Nick walks off the elevator at University Hospital. Almost ready to take on the Titan board, he steps out into the lobby, and spies Maggie stepping into Victor's hospital room. He smirks as he steps toward the nurses' station. He catches Maxine's attention.


MAXINE: Yes, can I help you with something?
NICK: Uh, yes. I'm here to see Jordan Ridgeway? Do you know which is her office?
MAXINE: Her office is down the end of this hall, but I don't know if she's in her office. Did you want me to page her for you, Mr...?


Nick smiles in gratitude to Maxine before stepping away.


NICK: Oh, don't worry, I'll wait for her.


Nick walks over toward Jordan's office, as Maxine looks on, slightly uneasy.


Nick makes his way to the end of the hall, and knocks on Jordan's door.



Inside, Jordan is signing some paperwork, and hears the knock. She responds without raising her head.


JORDAN: Come in.


Nick opens the door to Jordan's office, and smiles like the Cheshire Cat. Jordan looks up, trying to hide the fear in her eyes.




Billie looks on, irritated by Kate's intentions, as Kate looks over her shoulder, attempting to get T's attention for another martini.


BILLIE: I cannot believe you're using this as an opportunity to seize control at Titan. Oh, wait! No, I totally can. Because you're my mother, and that's all you do is look for tiny openings you can use to make a power play.
KATE: Billie, you of all people should know that business is a dog-eat-dog world.


Billie rolls her eyes, thinking back to her own past dealing with Kate in business. She responds sarcastically.


BILLIE: Oh how could I forget? It's not like my own mother stole my company away from me or anything.
KATE: You of all people know that was nothing personal. That's just how it works, Billie. Those are the rules.


Catching T's attention, Kate smiles his way, and he winks back, knowingly. She then turns back to Billie, and finishes her thought.


KATE: And if I don't play by those rules, I'm going to get eaten. And I refuse to allow that to happen.


As Kate responds to Billie, Will walks into the room, dressed professionally for work at the Titan building. He spots Billie and Kate and walks over to greet them.


WILL: Grandma Kate, Aunt Billie, how are you doing?


Billie and Kate look up at a smiling Will, and Billie stands up to give Will a hug.


BILLIE: I'm great, Will. How are you, honey?
WILL: I'm good! I haven't seen you much since you've been back in town!


Will and Billie separate from their hug, and Billie takes Will's hands in hers, as they smile warmly at each other.


BILLIE: I KNOW! I feel terrible about it. There's been a LOT going on, but...I promise, we'll catch up soon, okay?
WILL: Alright.
BILLIE: Look, I gotta go, but...Mom...think about what I'm saying, okay? Don't let your need for power cloud your judgment, okay?


Kate looks non-plussed as she looks up at her daughter from her seat.


KATE: My judgment is fine, Billie. I think you're the one who's in a panic. 


Billie sighs, frustrated by her mother's obstinance.


BILLIE: Mom...
KATE: Billie, I know what I'm doing.


Billie says nothing, but sighs again before grabbing her bag and marching out the door, leaving a confused Will behind. He looks down at Kate before sitting opposite her at the booth.


WILL: What was that about?
KATE: You don't wanna know.
WILL: Try me.


Kate thinks it over a moment, as T steps over with Kate's drink. Will looks up at T with a smile.


T: Here you go! Will, nice seeing you, man! How's the corporate life?


Will smiles awkwardly as he answers his friend.


WILL: Ahh well. You know...I haven't been fired yet so...it's a start. Uh...can I get a...uh...


Kate interrupts, using a very firm tone as she gives T the order.


KATE: Scotch on the rocks.


Kate looks over to Will, realizing she has to tell him what's going on.


KATE: You're gonna need it after I tell you what's happening at work.


Will looks back at Kate, puzzled and concerned.




Outside, John approaches the door to Club TBD, when Billie steps out. Noticing John, she grabs him by the arm and steps in close to him.


BILLIE: We need to talk, NOW.




Marlena and Sami stand before a seated Kim and Roman at the Brady Pub. Roman looks puzzled by the goings-on around him.


ROMAN: Doc, you wanna explain to me what da hell's going on with you and John?


Marlena sits down next to Kim, smiling wistfully.


MARLENA: Don't you worry about me. I am here for YOU, Roman. 
ROMAN: Now, come on, Doc. Stop that. I know you're hurting from Eric marrying Nicole, and your divorce from John, but I'm here for you too.


Roman reaches across the table, and takes Marlena's hand in his. Squeezing it gently, he looks deeply into her eyes. Marlena looks back, still emotional from her confrontation with John, and appreciative for Roman's comforting words.


KIM: Roman's right. You're still family, Marlena. We'll always be here for you.
MARLENA: Thank you.


As Marlena tears up, Kim reaches over as well to put her hands on Marlena's shoulders, giving her a comforting embrace as well.




At Anita's cabin, the phone rings. From Brady's perch at the computer desk, he calls out to Anita.


BRADY: I got it!


Brady walks quickly over to the rather anachronistic wall-mounted corded phone. Picking it up, he adopts a phony, chipper expression for the caller.


BRADY: (into phone) Hello!




In Sheryl's hotel room, Sheryl stands by the nightstand, clutching the cord from her landline phone. She clears her throat before speaking in an overt, but authentic-sounding southern accent.


SHERYL: (into phone) Uh...hayyy it's uh...I'm callin' about the truck you had for sale?




BRADY: (into phone) Oh! Yes! Hi! Ah...well, it's all ready whenever you'd like to come down to see it...again, the brakes work but they're not the best, so I can't let you test drive it off the property or anything but, uh...




SHERYL: (into phone) Oh, that's fine. I can just fix it up at my local garage, you don't have to do nothin' for me. But, uh...I don't have a car, exactly, so...can you meet me out near the Floatin' K truck stop on Route 15 for say....five? I can catch a taxi out that far.




Brady checks his watch, then shrugs, as though Sheryl were in the room.


BRADY: (into phone) Uh...sure! Yeah, that works. I'll see you then?




SHERYL: (into phone) That's great. I'll be there. Thaaaanks.


Sheryl hangs up the phone, breathing a massive sigh of relief. Resting her hand, and most of her own weight on the receiver, she takes a second before pulling herself back up, a serious look on her face.


SHERYL: Well...I guess it's time to test out the new look. 


Sheryl walks over to the mirror on the oppsite wall. She looks into it, intensely. She pulls her hair back, and looks up at herself, all the while maintaining an air of confidence.


SHERYL: Goodbye, Sheryl Connors. Hello, Crystal Clarke.


Letting go of her hair, Sheryl continues to look into the mirror, she begins to chuckle. At first, quietly, but soon growing into an almost hysterical, sinister laugh.





Written by A. Washington-Beeby
Story Consultants: ML Cooks, Nick Monarco & C. Nathaniel Richardson


Kate and Billie sit at a booth at Club TBD together. Sitting stirring her martini as she chews solemnly over what Billie's told her about Nick's plan to take over Titan.


KATE: Billie...are you absolutely sure that was Justin told you is the truth?


Billie looks at her mother, unflinchingly. She nods her head before responding.


BILLIE: Yeah. I'm almost certain of it. Justin seemed...(sigh) he seemed...more than flustered, he...he seemed petrified, really. That's why it's so important that we vote him down.


Kate looks down at her martini, before looking back up at Billie. Kate's expression remains solemn.


KATE: We may not be able to do that, Billie.


Billie frowns, a clear, pressing worry on her face.


BILLIE: Why not? I mean, the ball's in our court, Mom. You know he's just bluffing...
KATE: No....Billie, he's not. We'll have to go after him some other way. But....for now...you're going to have to let him have what he wants. 


Billie looks on at Kate, stunned.




Anjelica steps into the DiMera living room, and is greeted by a warm embrace by Stefano. Nick stands back, looking on as the other two greet each other.


STEFANO: Ahhh Anjelica, it's so good to see you again, my dear.
ANJELICA: Thank you, Stefano. It's been far too long.


Stefano breaks their embrace, but guides Anjelica toward Nick, one hand behind her back as she steps toward Nick, extending a hand in greeting.


STEFANO: I would like you to meet our very loyal liaison in our mission. Nick Fallon, meet Anjelica Deveraux.


Nick extends a hand in return, smirking as Anjelica returns a wry smile his way.


NICK: Pleasure to meet you, Ms. Deveraux.
ANJELICA: Likewise. And please, call me Anjelica. We're about to get very familiar, you and I.




Anita steps into her living room, as Brady sits at the desk in the corner, typing away.


ANITA: Brady.
BRADY: Yeah! Anita! What's happening?


Brady stops typing and turns to face Anita, who leans against the frame of the doorway into the room.


ANITA: I had a favour to ask you.
BRADY: Okay.
ANITA: Well...you know that old blue truck you were using to head over to the general store for groceries.


Brady nods, knowing which one she meant.


BRADY: Yeah, the one I nearly crashed into that guy with.


Anita walks into the room, and sits down on the couch as she talks with Brady.


ANITA: That's the one. Well...I was thinking...you're relatively handy. If you can do a bit of work on the brakes...I was thinking of selling it, and using the money we get to buy a replacement for you to use.


Brady shrugs, feeling reasonably confident about the idea.


BRADY: Seems reasonable to me. You want me to set up an ad online?


Anita laughs heartily.


ANITA: You know, crazy old me was thinking of asking you to call the Salem Spectator and place an ad that way. I completely forgot about the internet.

BRADY: You're living in a new age, Anita.
ANITA: Ain't that the truth! 


Anita gets up from the sofa, and walks over toward Brady.


ANITA: Well, listen. You set the ad up, we'll put it up for, say...$1500 or best offer, and we'll see if we can get anyone to come in and look at it later. Who knows? Maybe we can get rid of the damn thing by tonight!


Anita pats Brady on the shoulders as she passes by. Brady turns around and looks back at his computer, ready to take on the task.







Marlena and Sami walk over to Kim and Roman, who are sitting at a booth at the Brady Pub. Roman and Kim are stunned by the news that Eric has married Nicole.


ROMAN: Now wait just a minute! Eric is marrying Nicole? I thought he was a priest! He can't...


Sami looks on at her ailing father, worried by his mental lapses. Kim takes Roman's hands into hers, settling Roman back down into his seat.


KIM: Roman...Eric was defrocked. It wasn't his fault, but...Nicole helped him through it.


Sami snorts, folding her arms as she looks down, embittered.


SAMI: You could say that. 
ROMAN: Well...so...Nicole married Eric...I mean...their relationship didn't cause Eric to be defrocked, did it?


Kim shakes her head, still looking at a confused Roman.


KIM: No, Roman. No, she just helped Eric deal with some problems that happened. The important thing is that Eric is happy. We should all remember that.
JOHN: I'll go along with that.


Everyone turns as John walks toward the group. Marlena looks on, a deep pain on her face as she looks at her now-ex-husband.




Nick and Anjelica sit in the DiMera living room, chatting with each other, as Stefano puts away papers at his desk. As he struggles to get up from his seat, Nick and Anjelica's focus shifts to him.


STEFANO: Alright. Now, I am going to head out. Nicholas. I want you to keep Anjelica abreast of any problems you encounter. Make sure that your plan goes right today at that meeting.

NICK: Absolutely, Mr. DiMera.
STEFANO: And Anjelica, I would offer you to make yourself at home, but...


Anjelica raises her hand, stopping Stefano midsentence.


ANJELICA: Not to worry, Stefano. I have a wonderful suite at the Salem Inn, and of course, for my campaign, obviously it's best that we keep our little connection private.
STEFANO: I'll leave you to it.


Stefano heads out of the room, leaving Anjelica and Nick in the living room. Nick looks over at Anejlica, intrigued.


NICK: Campaign? You running for office or something?
ANJELICA: You better believe it. State governor.


Nick's face lights up at the news.


NICK: Ahhh, so I see. So I guess it's important to keep our rather...unethical connection private, hm?
ANJELICA: Absolutely. In fact, the best thing we can do is make sure that no one can connect me to DiMera Enterprises, or Stefano, at all costs.




Brady walks into the cabin, a digital camera in hand. He walks over to the desktop computer in the corner of the room, all the while opening the flap of the camera holding the memory card. He carefully places the card into a slot on the computer, and prepares to upload the pictures onto the computer, as Anita walks in from the kitchen.


ANITA: Any luck?
BRADY: Yeah! Just uploading the pictures now, and it'll be up in just a second.
ANITA: Wow. Technology these days, hm?
BRADY: Tell me about it.


As Brady types up the last of the ad, Anita walks over and puts a hand on Brady's shoulder.


ANITA: You know, it's been a real help having you here, Brady. It's hard being an old woman separated from her family like this, and my family doesn't come around like they used to. I can't do all the things I've been wanting to do. So, I really appreciate the help.


Brady hits send, then turns around the look up at Anita, a warm, caring expression on his face.


BRADY: You know...Anita...you're the one who's helped ME. I needed a refuge from...everything that went wrong in my life up to now. I...I truly haven't had it easy in a lot of ways, but...I almost feel guilty for feeling that way. So many people have it so much worse than me.


Anita smiles, looking back at Brady lovingly. She sits herself down in the chair by Brady, taking his hands in hers.


ANITA: Never compare your struggle with someone else's, Brady. You've come a long way in a short amount of time. And, no, I don't know a lot about you, but I know that you're a kind, gentle man. A man who's been hurt a lot..and needs to do a lot of healing. I know you'll tell me about what's happened to you in your own time. Don't feel you need to rush.


Brady looks at Anita, smiling sheepishly.


BRADY: You know...I have been feeling so...so down about everything...I just don't wanna burden you with my stupid....stories of self-inflicted wounds. But it comes so easily with you. I feel like...like I've known you all my life. I want to thank you, Anita. You've been a big help to me.
ANITA: Anytime, Brady.


After a moment, Brady turns to look back at the computer, and points to it, looking back at Anita.


BRADY: The ad's gone live!
ANITA: Fantastic. Thank you, Brady.


Brady looks back at Anita, smiling genuinely for the first time in a long time.




In her dimly lit motel suite, Sheryl sits at her laptop, blinds drawn. She sits alone, going through ads on an online classified site, when she spots an ad for an older blue SUV, $1500 or best offer. Intrigued, she opens the ad. 


SHERYL: 1995...in good shape but brakes will need replacing soon. $1500, or $2000 with brake replacement included. Lakeview Drive. Sounds perfect.


Sheryl clicks to send off an e-mail about the truck. She smiles her devious smile as she starts her e-mail to come view the truck at Anita's home.




Billie looks on, stunned by her mother's sudden cowtowing to Nick's blackmail.


BILLIE: Mother...I have known you a lot of years, and you've never been one to back down against the likes of Nick Fallon.
KATE: Well, there's a first for everything, isn't there?


Billie looks at Kate, puzzled. Her voice taking on an incredulous tone as Kate takes a sip of her martini.


BILLIE: I'm sorry, am I talking to Kate Roberts right now? What is it about Nick that's scaring you right now.


Kate puts down her drink, noticeably agitated by Billie's pressing of the topic.


KATE: Look, Billie, you know my history. And you know yours. There's all kinds of skeletons Nick could dredge up at that meeting. None of which you would want exposed. So I think it's best that we play along, do what he says so that we don't alarm him, and build our case against him until we're able to put him away.


Billie shakes her head, in total disbelief about what she's hearing her mother say.





Written by A. Washington-Beeby
Story Consultants: ML Cooks, Nick Monarco & C. Nathaniel Richardson


John and Anjelica sit next to each other in First Class on the flight from Paris to Salem. John sits, looking at the Salem Spectator headline displayed on Anjelica's tablet:




He looks up at Anjelica, as she looks back, a wry smile on her face.


JOHN: Governor Anjelica Deveraux, hm?


John hands Anjelica back her tablet, as she moves to put it away in her bag.


ANJELICA: That's the plan. I mean, I could've done with a slightly less antagonistic headline, but I'll take the free publicity.
JOHN: Well, these days, is there really any such thing as bad publicity?


Anjelica points John's way playfully.


ANJELICA: Touché, Mr. Black.


John laughs at Anjelica, as the flight crew make an announcement through the loudspeaker.


FLIGHT ATTENDANT: (via speaker) Attention, passengers. We are commencing our descent into Salem International Airport. Would all passengers please take their seats, and fasten their seatbelts as we prepare for landing in Salem.


Anjelica looks John's way, a broad smile on her face as she buckles her seatbelt.


ANJELICA: Well. Look out, Salem. Anjelica's comin' home!




Billie walks into Club TBD, finding Kate sitting at a booth alone, sipping a gin martini. Billie sighs as she looks at her mother, heading over to sit with her. Kate looks up, a half-hearted smile on her face as she sets her drink down.


BILLIE: Isn't it a bit early to be drinking, Mom?


Kate sets her drink down on the table, choosing to ignore Billie's comment. 


KATE: You were looking for me, I presume.


Billie crosses her arms as she stops in front of Kate's table.


BILLIE: You're damned right, I was. Mom, I was worried the way you just...ran off like that after talking with Rafe.
KATE: Well, it took you awhile to find me. 


Kate looks up and gestures to Billie to come sit with her.


KATE: Well, don't just stand there glaring, come sit.


Billie sits down across from Kate in the booth. She leans in toward her mother and speaks to her sternly.


BILLIE: I figured you went to the office, so I went there.
KATE: I couldn't focus. I just needed some time alone. You know, just to...process everything that's happened.


Billie looks down, then nods her head in understanding.


BILLIE: I get it. But you need to understand, you played a part in creating this situation, Mom.


Kate rolls her eyes, immediately retorting to Billie.


KATE: I know, I know, you can blame it all on me. I should've vetted this woman better before inflicting her and her psychotic best friend on all of Salem, I get it. Alright?


Billie sighs, looking down again with regret.


BILLIE: I'm sorry, Mom. I shouldn't have said that.
KATE: It's okay. I know you're just trying to help. But I need to understand there's no way to fix this.


Billie nods, before looking up at her mother, who finishes her martini.


KATE: Now...let's focus on things we CAN control. You were just at the office. Any new developments?


Billie sighs heavily as she gives a worried look Kate's way. Kate catches this and her face echoes Billie's.


KATE: What happened?
BILLIE: We may not have as much control over what's happening next as you think.




Kim and Roman sit in the Brady Pub at a booth. Kim leans in toward Roman, her hand cupping his across the table. Roman looks at Kim, a grave sadness in his eyes. Kim looks back at him, a deep concern in hers.


KIM: Roman, I don't want you to think that I'm trying to push you to retire...or to do anything you don't want to do. But...
ROMAN: But you think that these...memory lapses I'm having are starting to affect my ability to do my job.


Kim looks away from Roman for a second before slowly nodding.


KIM: Yeah. I do.


Kim's eyes looks back into Roman's, an earnest concern still plain in her eyes, as Roman looks back, disappointed by his sister's assessment.







Roman looks on, as he contemplates what his sister has told him. He sighs before responding.


ROMAN: Look....Kimmy, I know....I've been having some...lapses in my memory. But you need to understand...I need this job. It's the only thing keeping me going every day. I...


Kim squeezes her brother's hand. She looks deep into his eyes, and nods before answering her brother.


KIM: I know. I know, you're...you haven't had an easy few years, but...Roman, your line of work, it's...(sigh) people's lives are on the line here. I don't know how responsible it is for you to carry on working on the police force on the front lines making decisions like that.
ROMAN: Kimmy, I...


Kim interrupts Roman, trying to clarify her position.


KIM: I know. But...I had an idea. And...jJust....tell me you'll think about it. 


Roman sips his coffee, unsure about what his sister's about to suggest.


ROMAN: I'm listening.
KIM: Okay, well...ma's...not doing so well...and you know...I've been struggling since Theresa's been in the hospital. I'd like to help ma out. You know...try to...handle the pub for her. I'd like you to help me.
ROMAN: Kim, that's a...that's a really important thing you're doing. And I think it's great that you want me to help you out, but...


Kim smiles, holding up her hand to stop him from continuing.


KIM: Roman...just...promise me you'll think about it? I just...I want you to try to take a step back  from the force before you hurt someone, especially yourself?


Roman smiles, still holding his sister's hand as he nods in understanding. As they complete their exchange, Sami and Marlena storm into the pub. Recognizing Roman and Kim, they make a beeline for their booth, which catches both Kim and Roman's attention.


ROMAN: Doc! Sami?
SAMI: Daddy, we have a huge problem.


Roman looks on, brow furrowed, as Marlena and Sami stop in front of their booth. Kim looks up at them, also worried.


KIM: Why? What happened? Is everyone okay?
MARLENA: Depends on what constitutes 'okay'. Eric just married Nicole Walker.


Roman and Kim both look on, stunned by the news, as Marlena and Sami look down at both of them, distinctly unimpressed, and aggravated.




Nicole and Eric burst through the door of his suite at the Salem Inn, Eric carrying Nicole into the room, deep in an intense liplock.

Breaking momentarily from their kiss, Nicole giggles gleefully, opening her eyes slightly to look at her new husband.

ERIC: Welcome, Mrs. Brady.
NICOLE: Mmm, you know how I love to be called that.


Eric and Nicole kiss again, laughing happily.


ERIC: Yeah, well...you'd better get used to it! 
NICOLE: (laughs) I think I can manage that. In fact, I will. Gladly.


Nicole looks into Eric's eyes as they kiss again, deep in their newlywed bliss.


ERIC: Great. Let's start now. Where to, Mrs. Brady?

NICOLE: Ohhh I'm sure you know where, Mr. Brady.


Eric smiles as he and Nicole stop momentarily before walking over to the hotel room bed, where Eric lays Nicole gently down, as Nicole wraps her arms around Eric's neck, never allowing him back up. They continue to kiss deeply as Eric carefully leans forward into their kiss and lays down on the bed with Nicole.




Billie and Kate sit at their booth at Club TBD. Kate looks at Billie with concern.


KATE: What do you mean, we won't have as much control as we think? What aren't you telling me?


Billie sighs as she sips her drink. Billie puts her drink down before responding.


BILLIE: Justing came to see me this morning.


Kate raises an eyebrow as she raises her own cocktail.




Billie looks at Kate, knowing what she's hinting at.


BILLIE: Don't.


Kate puts her drink down and raises her hands, feigning surrender.


KATE: I'm just saying, Justin is a great guy, and definitely a step up from our spray-tanned surgeon friend--


Billie rolls her eyes, cutting Kate off before she starts a full-on rant against Daniel.


BILLIE: ...Mom! Stop. I don't get to judge you on your partner choices, you don't get to judge mine. Okay?
KATE: I'm just looking out for you. Now, come on. Tell me what Justin said to you.


Billie sighs, taking a second to clearly tell Kate her story.


BILLIE: He told me that Nick Fallon is planning a coup. He has all kinds of...dirt on every member of the board, and he's planning to use it to take control of Titan at today's board meeting. And if we don't do something about it, Mom....he could very well succeed.


Kate looks away, stunned by the news, and trying to figure out how to deal with it.




Nick and Stefano stand in the DiMera living room, as Nick looks amused, enjoying the new tidbit of information Stefano has just given him.


NICK: John Black trying to save Roman Brady, hm? I don't exactly see Roman in any imminent danger.


Stefano snaps, holding a finger up to Nick's face, making his previous point extra-clear.


STEFANO: NO QUESTIONS! You do NOT get to find out anything more than what I give you. Do you understand?
NICK: Oh, I understand. 


Stefano backs down slightly, but still glares unflinchingly at Nick.


STEFANO: Good. Because I will not be able to tell you anything. Don't try to squeeze even a DROP more from me. You will not get it, Nicholas. You just keep your head down, and do as I say.


As Stefano finishes his sentence, the doorbell rings. Stefano's demeanour changes slightly with the arrival of their guest.


STEFANO: Ah! Our partner has arrived.


Harold opens the doors to the living room, as Stefano and Nick turn to face their guest.


STEFANO: Ah! Welcome!


Anjelica Deveraux stands into the doorway, smiling widely as she slowly steps into the room.





Written by A. Washington-Beeby
Story Consultants: ML Cooks, Nick Monarco & C. Nathaniel Richardson



Stefano sits in his living room on the recliner, as Nick sits on the adjacent sofa. Stefano looks intensely at Nick, who listens attentively.


STEFANO: I need to be clear with you about this, Nicholas. This woman is MY partner in this plan. You are only privvy to this information to assist me. You will not hold any sway when it comes to decision making. Much like things stand now. Do you understand?

NICK: I do.


After a moment, Nick leans in, giving Stefano an intense, confident look as he continues.


NICK: But I think it should be made clear that I don't intend to remain silent forever. I want to work hard for you and prove that my ideas are just as valid anything you or your partner come up with.


Stefano laughs, shaking his head. He leans over and pats Nick on the hand.


STEFANO: You impress me, Nicholas. That will be very useful to us going forward.


Stefano leans in a little closer, holding a finger up as he becomes increasingly intense.


STEFANO: But...do not overrule me...or there WILL be consequences.


Nick looks back at Stefano, unflinchingly.




On a flight high above the Atlantic, John Black sits in his First Class seat next to Anjelica Deveraux. Both of them returning to Salem. John sits back in his chair, his head tilted toward  a smiling Anjelica.


JOHN: You know...we never really talked much when you were in Salem before.
ANJELICA: That's because you didn't have anything I needed then. I think it had something to do with you claiming to be Roman Brady. I didn't have much use for policemen when I was engaged in dalliances with heirs to multinationals, and doctors and the like.


John laughs quietly at Anjelica's comment, nodding in response.


JOHN: Yeah, that might have something to do with it. 


John stops a moment, before looking back Anjelica's way.


JOHN: A lot's changed in all those years.
ANJELICA: Tell me about it. I hear Victor's stepped down from his pedastal as Big Bad of Salem since I've been away.
JOHN: Yeaaah that's mostly true. 


Anjelica retorts, a quick roll of the eyes as she shoots out a pithy remark.


ANJELICA: How noble of him.
JOHN: Well, it hasn't hurt him business at all. He's still a very powerful man in Salem.


Anjelica stays looking focused on John, as though trying to carefully read him.


ANJELICA: So I heard. And likewise, I've heard the same about you.


John looks at Anjelica, an eyebrow cocked, unsure what Anjelica's getting at.




Billie gets up from behind her desk at Titan and steps toward Justin. She looks flustered at Justin's news.


BILLIE: I'm sorry, what?
JUSTIN: Nick Fallon...is the one that halted the EnerNext virus last night.


Billie nods, contemplating the ramifications.


BILLIE: Okay...so what does that mean?
JUSTIN: It means we need to take action, and fast.


Billie narrows her eyes, unsure what Justin means.


BILLIE: Wh...why?


Justin sighs, looking down away from Billie as he chooses his words carefully.


JUSTIN: Apparently...and...I don't know how he knows this, but...Tyler came around this morning, and...Nick has somehow managed to dig up information on the entire Titan board.
JUSTIN: That I can't say. But it means that he'll be at that board meeting this afternoon, and he will use what he knows if he has to. That's why I need your help.


Billie looks at Justin, concerned and surprised.







Kim walks into the Brady Pub, excited to find her brother Roman waiting in one of the booths. Roman lifts himself out of the booth and gives Kim a tight hug.


KIM: Ohh Roman. It's so good to spend some time with you. 


As they separate from their hug, Kim holds onto Roman's arms, looking warmly at her brother.


KIM: How are you feeling?


Roman nods, smiling as he responds to his sister.


ROMAN: Well...you know...I feel a heck of a lot better than I did the other night, that's for sure.


Kim laughs at Roman's answer, and Roman joins in, as they both sit down in the booth. Their waitress comes by, and they both look up at her, responding before she has a chance to speak.


KIM: I'll have a cup of coffee, please.
ROMAN: Same for me.


Turning back toward Kim, Roman smiles at his sister, eager to catch up with her.


ROMAN: So! How's things going with Theresa?


Kim looks down, a bit wistful as she answers Roman's question.


KIM: Still nothing.


Roman looks back, puzzled.


ROMAN: Nothing? I thought she was coming home for...


Roman catches himself, realizing his memory's slipped again. His face drops. 


ROMAN: She's had that accident...I forgot.


Kim looks over at her brother, taking his hands in hers across the table.


KIM: Trust me, I wish I COULD forget.
ROMAN: Kimmy--
KIM: No, no, Roman. It's okay. Listen, Theresa's in good hands. And as soon as there's any changes, I will let you know.


Roman smiles, squeezing his sister's hands.


ROMAN: I appreciate that.


Kim smiles back at Roman, not letting go on his hands.


KIM: Roman.
ROMAN: Yeah, Kimmy.


Kim looks down, trying to tread carefully with her next statement.


KIM: Look...I know this isn't my place...and I think that it's really important to keep your mind active with everything going on.


Roman looks over at Kim, expectantly.


ROMAN: But...?


Kim hesitates a moment, closing her eyes as she finishes her thought.


KIM: I think you might need to...take a step back from the force.


Roman looks at Kim, stunned.


ROMAN: Wh...Kim...Kim, I can't do that.


Kim looks back at her brother, a deep concern in her eyes.




Billie leans against the front of her desk, with arms folded, as she takes in what Justin's told her.


BILLIE: So, wait...Nick Fallon...he stopped the virus from being implanted...how would he know it was even being put in?
JUSTIN: I have a few ideas, but no evidence to back it up.


Billie walks past Justin, pacing the room in contemplation.


BILLIE: I can't see any other way than...


Billie looks up, spying a small security camera in the corner of her office. She looks on, having a moment of realization before turning suddenly toward Justin.


BILLIE: Of course. 


Billie laughs to herself, almost amazed that she'd overlooked the obvious.


BILLIE: I should've know, paranoid Victor has this place rigged up like Big Brother. Nick would've have to have been tapping into Titan's server, not to mention the surveillance system. If we can prove it...

JUSTIN: I'm sure you're right, but that's not gonna stop the board from panicking and giving into his demands.


Billie turns to face Justin, curious about his last statement.


BILLIE: What do you mean?
JUSTIN: Well, Tyler told us about a run-in he had after the virus got taken down last night, and...he says Nick knew a lot...specifics about things, information that needs to stay private.
BILLIE: Okay...
JUSTIN: Tyler was under the impression that Nick is going to use that at today's board meeting as blackmail.


Billie looks incredulous.


BILLIE: To what end? He's gonna get laughed out of that board room.


Justin looks back at her, less than amused.


JUSTIN: I wouldn't be so sure. And by the time we get concerte evidence that Nick's been performing corporate espionage to blackmail the board, it'll be too late. That's why I need you to promise me, you'll get your mother and your brother to form a voting bloc against Nick today.


Billie nods, still frazzled by all the information coming her way.


BILLIE: Naturally. Do you think that'll be enough?
JUSTIN: Well...between you three, myself, and John...that should be enough people with clean hands that we should be able to stop Nick from taking us all down in one fell swoop.


Billie raises her eyebrows, arms still folded. She looks at Justin with concern.


BILLIE: Well...we'd better, and we'd better find out exactly what Nick's doing and where he's getting his information from, or else we may not have much of a Titan left to save.




John sits in his seat on the plane, chuckling about Anjelica's statement about his riches.


JOHN: You know, you don't mess around, do you?


Anjelica looks back, a self-satisfied grin on her face as she looks John's way.


ANJELICA: After this many years? Why start now?
JOHN: Good point.
ANJELICA: Thanks. I try. You didn't answer my question, though.


John shakes his head, looking straight ahead before responding seriously.


JOHN: I've been fortunate enough to have resources I never imagined I'd have. Through family, business...but I've lost a lot too.


Anjelica looks thoughtfully at John.


ANJELICA: You're talking about your son.
JOHN: Brady, yeah. 
ANJELICA: I'm sorry to hear. I don't know what I'd do if I lost Alexander.


John nods, not looking Anjelica's way as he responds.


JOHN: Let's hope you never have to find out.


Anjelica smiles, showing rare genuine concern for John's situation, as John crooks his neck to better look at Anjelica, he looks at her curiously.


JOHN: So, tell me...what's brought you back to Salem after all these years?


Anjelica's smile shifts into a devilish grin, almost chuckling as she answers John, while pulling her tablet out from her bag.


ANJELICA: Oh I've got a number of...fascinating projects on the go.


Anjelica opens the browser, showing him the Salem Spectator headline.


ANJELICA: Starting with the governor's office.


John looks down at the headline:




Surprised, and intrigued, he looks back at Anjelica, who raises her eyebrows cheekily in response.




Nick sits on the sofa by Stefano, smiling at his boss cockily.


NICK: Mr. DiMera...I am hardly worried about any consequences. You know I do good work.
STEFANO: As you should.


Nick gets up from the sofa, and wanders around the back of it, heading toward the terrace doors.


NICK: But, just for the sake of us all being on the same page...what exactly are these issues you're attending to?


Nick looks quickly over at the desk, and spies upon a manila envelope from University Hospital.


Stefano responds firmly to Nick's question.


STEFANO: That is none of your concern. They are simply business issues that need attending to.


Nick quickly diverts his eyes back toward the terrace doors.


NICK: Right.
STEFANO: Your main concern is this meeting. Now, I have given you all the envelopes for the board members, yes?


Nick nods as he turns his attention back Stefano's way.


NICK: Yeah, they're in my bag.
STEFANO: Okay, now, there is a strong possibility that John Black will be back for this meeting. If he returns, I want you to give him this envelope, and I want you to tell him something so that he KNOWS you're not fooling around.


Nick walks over to the chair and takes the envelope from Stefano's hands. Nick walks back over to the sofa, and puts the envelope in his bag with the others, as Stefano continues.


STEFANO: I must be clear. This must stay strictly between yourself, and John. No one else must hear this information, okay?


Nick nods dutifully, as he turns back to face Stefano.


NICK: Okay.


Stefano points toward Nick, speaking softly, but very firmly.


STEFANO: You must tell him you're onto his little mission to save Roman Brady. And you must tell him it ends immediately.


Nick smiles, pleased by this extra tidbit of information.



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