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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: ML Cooks & C. Nathaniel Richardson


Laura reaches out to Sami, as they stand in the foyer of the DiMera Mansion, and Sami gives Laura a grateful hug, almost needing Laura to keep her upright from the emotional exertion she just went through.

SAMI: Thank you so very much, Laura. I....seriously don't know how I could have got through the day without your help.

LAURA: It's my pleasure.Sami, you've grown so much, and...I want you to remember, no matter what's happened in your past, whatever you may have said or done, you're a fantastic mother. And I know you love Johnny so very much. Just remember that.

Sami nods, trying to hold herself together, wiping away tears from her face.

SAMI: I'll try. Umm..hey! Are you going to Brady's memorial today?

LAURA: Yes! I was just going to call Marlena and let her know I'm on my way. Did you...did you need a ride over?

SAMI: Uh...yeah! I can totally go with you. Let me just...grab my keys and a couple other things.

LAURA: Sure.

Sami runs into the living room to grab her things, including her tablet. As she picks it up, she sees a notification on the screen. It catches her eye and she unlocks the screen to read it more closely.

SAMI: Oh my God!

Laura looks up, concerned by Sami's outburst.

The screen reads out the headline from the Salem Spectator's website that's gone around town.


Sami looks up at Laura, the shock still on her face.

LAURA: Sami? What's wrong?

SAMI: Uh...I...nothing. Let's go!

Laura seems unconvinced, but smiles halfheartedly anyway, as Sami guides her out the door of the house.



Will and Gabi lock up the apartment, Gabi rocking the stroller with Ari inside back and forth gently. Will turns to Gabi, still stewing over Sonny's lie. He holds his cell phone in his hand, looking up at Gabi while he texts.

WILL: So, I'll meet you and Ari at Town Square?

GABI: Sure. I hope you guys are alright.

WILL: Yeah...so do I.

Gabi leans over to give Will a hug, before heading off.

GABI: Okay, I'll see you then. Let me know what happens with Sonny.

WILL: Yeah...I will.

Will looks up, sighing heavily as he thinks back to Sonny's rushed exit from the apartment.


FLASHBACK to Episode 64


Sonny turns to grab his jacket from the closet, and calls out to Gabi and Will.

SONNY: I have to go for a minute....there's a...uh...problem with a shipment at the club. Meet you at Town Square?

WILL: Alright.



It's T, calling from the club, where a rush of rowdy customers are calling out to T, who's a bit frazzled behind the bar.

T: Uh...hey, Will! It's T. Any idea where Sonny is?


WILL: I...yeah, he's on his way to the club now, T. Didn't he just tell you that?


T looks confused, looking over his shoulder as he speaks, holding up one finger to a customer.

T: Uh, no. Sonny hasn't spoken with us since this morning, dude. Look, it's really busy at the club, and I can't get Sonny to answer his phone, so can you just let him know to come down here ASAP when he can?


Will shakes his head, as he finishes up his text to Sonny.

How r things @ the club?

WILL: I'm gonna find out what you're up to, Sonny.



JJ runs back into the Town Square to try to avoid getting caught by Liam, who was just in the adjacent park. He tries to casually walk over to get his mother's attention before Liam comes back, but is too late, as he turns around to see Liam surprise Jennifer by wrapping his arms around her as she stands at a nearby table. JJ looks on in fear at the exchange, now worried about his mother's safety.



Maggie knocks on Victor's office door at Titan, as he finishes up putting his documents into his briefcase and closes it up. He looks up and smiles.

VICTOR: Maggie! Aren't you a sight for sore eyes!

Maggie smiles warmly as she walks into the room, ever so casually. She laughs a bit at Victor's comment, obviously flattered.

MAGGIE: Ohh...you're either the sweetest man on Earth, or you had a really rough day.

VICTOR: I'd say a bit of both.

Maggie smiles again as she walks towards her husband, wrapping her arms around his collar.

MAGGIE: You know what? I'll take it.

Maggie quickly kisses Victor on the lips before continuing.

MAGGIE: Now. I've been busy all morning helping Caroline out with the memorial for Brady, and you still haven't told me whether or not you're even going to be there or not.

Victor's face drops at Maggie's implied question. He sighs loudly as he tries to answer.

VICTOR: Maggie--

MAGGIE: Victor, come on now. You heard what Hope said. That car was travelling too fast for Brady to survive.

Maggie pulls Victor's face to look right into her eyes. She barely blinks as she tries to talk sense to Victor.

MAGGIE: Honey, I know you're skeptical. I understand why you would be. But you have to face the real probability that Brady didn't survive that crash.





At the Town Square, Jenn chats with Marlena, Eric, and Caroline about Brady, while Liam is off at the desserts table that has been set up for the guests. JJ finally sees an opportunity to talk privately to his mother about what he heard Liam say, and excuses himself from his conversation with Kayla, Adrienne and Justin, interrupting Adrienne's comment as politely as he can.

JJ: Sorry, Aunt Adrienne, I...just gotta ask my mom something real quick.

ADRIENNE: Okay, sure thing, sweetie.

JJ: Thanks.

JJ smiles as he walks off, over to his mother, tapping her gently on the shoulder. Jenn turns to face him, still with that hint of motherly disappointment thanks to their earlier conversation about Abigail's whereabouts.

JJ: Uh, sorry, Mom?

JENNIFER: Hey, Honey!

JJ: Uh...I...when you got a second free, it's...really important I talk to you...alone.

Jenn looks to him, concerned.

JENNIFER: Sure. Is something wrong?

JJ looks around to make sure Liam's still a ways away.

JJ: Uh...yeah. But I think...if we have a minute now might be a good--


As JJ finishes his sentence, Nicole arrives, with a special someone in tow, Chloe. Chloe's arrival stirs everyone in the room and Jenn is immediately distracted by her arrival. Jenn appears pleased but tense with Chloe arriving, reminded of Chloe's machinations from her last visit to Salem. Caroline, however, is pleased to see her.

CAROLINE: Chloe! How good to see you!

Caroline heads over to give her a hug, as Jenn looks up at JJ and smiles. She leans over and whispers to him.

JENNIFER: Yeah, now might be a good time.

JJ: Let's go to the park?


Jennifer takes JJ by the arm and heads over toward the park. As they head off, Liam heads back to where Jenn had been and can't find her. He scans the crowd and sees nobody, and begins to look around the square in vain.

Caroline, Marlena, Eric, and Nicole, meanwhile, hang back to chat with Chloe, catching up with her and reminiscing about Brady. The group is laughing as Chloe tells them stories about her adventures.

CHLOE: ...So I've mostly been dealing with the more...mature ladies and gentlemen, that kind of fans instead of screaming teenage girls, you know?

MARLENA: I'm so glad your singing is going well for you again.

CAROLINE: So am I! We were so worried when you came back from that accident all those years ago.

CHLOE: Honestly, it took a lot of time, training, and patience, but...you know...Brady was always there to help me.

Chloe begins to choke up, thinking back on Brady. She smiles through her tears.

CHLOE: If he hadn't been there for me, I don't think I would've made it back. Oh my God, I'm gonna miss him.

Nicole leans over to give Chloe a comforting hug, as Victor walks in with Maggie in tow. Clearly having overheard the end of Chloe's story, he makes his presence known with a snide remark.

VICTOR: And it's too bad you did come back, seeing as this whole mess we're in now is your fault.

Chloe turns around quickly to face Victor, visibly upset by yet another of his abusive remarks at her expense.


In the park, JJ leads Jenn, before taking her arm and huddling in closer to her, trying to be as quiet about what he knows as possible. Jenn stands back, concerned for her son.

JENNIFER: Okay, what did you need to talk to me about?

JJ: Okay, well...before I tell you, you have to promise me you're not gonna freak out.

Jenn folds her arms, convinced JJ's done something to make her freak out.

JENNIFER: I can't guarantee anything, JJ.

JJ: No, Mom, I'm serious. This is...really important, and you need to know.

JENNIFER: Know what, JJ? Is this about your sister? Because, honestly, I don't know if I can handle much more bad news about her--

JJ: ...Not...not really. I mean, yes, but...

JENNIFER: Oh, God, JJ! What is going on--

JJ: It's about Liam!

Jennifer looks at JJ, stopped in her tracks by his connecting Liam to Abigail's departure from Salem.


Will arrives at Club TBD, and notices the immediately the crowds have dissipated. He looks over to see a relaxed T behind the bar. He notices Will come in and nods at Will in greeting.

WILL: Hey, T. So...did Sonny ever come around?

T: Nah, man. I'm proud of myself, man. I took care of the whole crowd and CLEANED UP. Look, look, look, look.

T reaches into his pockets and pulls out the tips he's collected over the past couple hours. Will looks surprised and laughs with T, slapping his buddy on the back in approval.

WILL: Oh my God, that's amazing. Just...just tips?

T: 100%, dude!

WILL: I...Wow!

T: Yep. So...okay, so did you pass along the message to Sonny.

WILL: I...no, I never had a chance, I just...was on my way out anyway so I decided to come down myself but...it looks like you got it all under control.

T: Yeah, man! Totally!

Will looks down at his phone, having felt a buzz in his pocket. T looks over his shoulder.

T: That Sonny?

WILL: Yeah.

Will checks Sonny's message and frowns, shaking his head at Sonny's response:

yeah got it all figured out, heading out soon


Sonny walks casually past the Brady Pub, texting as he walks. The same frown on his face as Will. He sees Will's response come up on his phone:

gonna call u. got a question

Sonny sighs.

SONNY: Uh oh.

As Sonny's phone rings, he picks up almost immediately.

SONNY: (into phone) Hey Will.


Will looks off, a bit of a bitchy look on his face as he speaks to Sonny.

WILL: (into phone) Hey Sonny, Gabi and I are just heading down the Town Square. I had to pass on a message to T, can I speak to him a moment?


Sonny's eyes widen, a bit panicked by Will's question. He kicks into action and walks away from the pub toward TBD.

SONNY: I, uh...he's downstairs at the moment, just grabbing some condiments for--


Will interrupts Sonny, a smug grin on his face as he cuts in.

WILL: Oh, never mind. He's right here. Say 'hi', T!

Will passes the phone over to T, who awkwardly takes the phone from Will, not sure what he's getting himself into.

T: Hey, Sonny! Where were you, man? It was a madhouse down here!


The colour drains from Sonny's face as he realizes he's been caught. He stops in place, taking a second to figure out what he'll do. Unable to respond for a moment, Sonny stammers as he tries to collect himself enough to continue walking towards the club.

SONNY: I...uh...I'll be there in a sec.


WILL: Yeah, you better be. And you better have a really good explanation, too.

Will hangs up the phone, before slamming it down on the bar. Will breathes in deeply, frustrated, hurt, and angry at his fiance for his lie, but also worried what Sonny was actually up to.





Written by A. Washington-Beeby

Story Consultants: ML Cooks & C. Nathaniel Richardson


Jennifer steps into the town square, and sees Liam off in the corner. Jenn looks over and waves his way, as Liam walks over to her from across the square. Liam notices the glum look on Jenn's face and, as he meets Jenn near one of the tables in the square, he gently touches her chin and smiles as she looks up at him.

LIAM: Jenn? You alright?

Jenn sighs heavily before answering Liam's question. She turns away slightly as she answers, her voice heavy with concern.

JENNIFER: I don't really know.

LIAM: Well...what's wrong?

JENNIFER: (sigh) Aibigail...disappeared this morning.

Liam appears distressed by the news, Jenn immediately tries to placate him.

LIAM: What?

JENNIFER: No! No, she's okay...

Liam breathes a sigh of relief at the news, visibly relaxing after a moment's tension.

LIAM:Oh, thank God for that--

JENNIFER: ...but the problem is where she's gone.

Liam looks up, confused, Jenn tries to calmly explain the situation, hoping not to upset Liam again.

LIAM: What do you mean?

JENNIFER: (sigh) It turns out that Sami sent her on an assignment to Italy last minute, and so now, one day after she's in hospital for that fall, she's on a plane to Europe to work for the DiMeras.

Liam looks at Jenn, not sure quite how to respond or react to Jenn's news. He looks off, away at nothing in particular, deep in his own thoughts.



Sami stares out the window at the DiMera mansion, deep in thought as she considers the possibility that Abigail's project in Italy may not be purely a business decision on EJ's part, but a clever manipulation among many others. Considering Jennifer's words from earlier, Sami is mentally checked out.

***Sami flashes back to Episode 63***

JENNIFER No. (sigh) When I came here, I was upset and I was...blaming EJ for it because I just...I had this feeling that it's all this big...plan to get Abigail back on side so that Chad can move back in but...


Sami snaps back to the current moment and realizes she needs to speak to someone. She walks quickly over to her purse and pulls her cell phone out, she quickly makes a phone call.

SAMI: (into phone) Laura? You wouldn't happen to be free for a house call, would you?



Hope drives down the road at lightning pace, obviously speeding as she makes her way towards Horton Town Square in time for Brady's memorial. Her impatience is plain on her face and in her mannerisms as she moves frenetically between looking at the road and checking the time on her car stereo.

HOPE: Come on, come on, come on. Ugh, this damned guy in front of me would just MOVE!

Hope honks angrily on her horn as she shouts at the cars in front of her.

HOPE: COME ON! Ohhh my God, I'm so late.

Hope leans back in her seat, looking to the sky, trying to calm down, as she mutters to herself.

HOPE: Come on, Hope. You're not supposed to be the one getting road rage, you're a cop. You're supposed to obey the traffic laws, and smile and drive defensively!

Hope takes a second to breathe before finally getting fed up and turning into the next lane, when the car in front of her turns abruptly to make the same move. Hope hits her brakes, but not soon enough and bumps into the side door of the car in front. Hope curses as she undoes her seatbelt to get out of the car.

HOPE: Damn it! Damn it, damn it, damn it!

Hope gets out of the car, infuriated. She continues to curse as she steps out on the roadway and turns toward the driver of the car she hit.

HOPE: As if this day couldn't get any...

Hope slams her car door shut and turns around to see the man in the car in front get out.


It's Aiden.

HOPE: ...worse.



Victor stands by his office desk at Titan, and looks at Sonny incredulously.

VICTOR: Rescind the offer? What for?

SONNY: Because I don't want him sucked into this world of greed and lies, I just...

Victor's face turns to one of anger and frustration upon realizing what's going on.

VICTOR: You've been sucked in by those knuckle-dragging treehuggers, haven't you?

SONNY: No, I--

VICTOR: Because I've got news for you, Sonny. The offer stays on the table, and you'd better back off if you ever want to see Will Horton stand at the altar with you.





Laura sits in a chair in the DiMera living room, a recording device in hand as she leans over to speak to Sami, who is casually laid down on the nearby sofa, shoes off. Sami is still deep in thought as Laura tries to coax out her inner most feelings to try to give Sami some sense of healing.

LAURA: Tell me what you feel at this exact moment.

Sami pauses a moment, staring straight out at nothing in particular. A very expressionless look on her face as she ponders, then answers Laura's question.

SAMI: Helpless. I feel like...like I've finally run out of ways to fight back...or maybe I just don't want to fight anymore. I can't tell.

LAURA: That's not, in my experience, your usual way of reacting.

SAMI: No. It's not.

LAURA: For as long as I've known you, you seem to lash out when you're backed into a corner, so tell me what's different this time.

Sami hesitates, breathing in deeply as she tries to honestly answer Laura, but is almost afraid to respond so openly.

SAMI: Because this time, it's my son who would bear the brunt of it. I can't defend myself without...destroying Johnny.

LAURA: What do you mean?

Sami becomes increasingly emotional, but tries to hold herself in as responds.

SAMI: I mean I can't look at my own child without thinking about how he was conceived. I can't feel his touch anymore and feel the love he clearly feels for me and the warmth and love I saw...see. Every time I look at my own son, I love him, I know I do, but...there's this...

Sami looks down at the engagement ring EJ got for her. She looks at it thoughtfully as she pulls it off her finger, and holds it up for Laura to see.

SAMI: It's like this ring. You see, I have looked at this ever since EJ put it on my finger.

Laura smiles as she looks at the beautiful diamond ring, clearly noteworthy for the size and shine of the diamond.

LAURA: It's absolutely beautiful, I have to admit.

Sami manages a weak smile as she takes the ring in the palm of her hand and closes her fist around it tightly.

SAMI: Yeah. I always thought so too. But then I was looking at it from a weird angle one day when I was out and....you know...the sun just...hit it at just the right angle. And...you know, I saw this...tiny, tiny imperfection just on the top right hand corner. It's...barely visible to any normal person, even if you looked it over with a magnifying glass, you'd never notice it.

Sami holds the ring up again, this time right up in front of her eyes, shaking her head, disappointment in her face and her voice.

SAMI: ...But you know...now...that's all I see is that tiny little flaw. And I can't unsee it. I don't know if I ever will, and I know that I shouldn't let it overtake everything else about it for me but...I'm worried I can't help but feel that way. I mean...this is just a ring. But, I mean, we're talking about my son. My beautiful....beautiful boy. And I can't see him without thinking of how...the man I'm supposed to be marrying...he forced me to have sex with him in exchange for his sister's father's life.

Sami stands up and begins to pace before the couch. Laura follows her every step carefully, her every expression, her every gesture.

SAMI: I mean...how screwed up is that? How...terrible of a situation to be in, not to mention how he even came to be.

Sami stops and sighs heavily. She sits down again and looks earnestly at Laura, struggling to ask her a question as the emotion wells up in her voice.

SAMI: Laura...how am I going to...when the time comes...I mean...he'll have questions. How am I going to be able to tell my son that he was the product of rape?


Hope sheepishly looks Aiden's way as he steps over to Hope's car. Aiden looks at Hope sternly.

AIDEN: I thought the police were meant to be better drivers than the rest of us.

HOPE: I'm....really sorry. I just...I thought you were gonna turn with the car in front and then you just...turned fast into me and...

AIDEN: Oh, so now you're gonna blame this on me?

Hope shrugs, trying to play nonchalant with Aiden, who is quickly getting angrier.

HOPE: Well...you turned out of your lane without signalling...you know I could have you ticketed for that.

AIDEN: Ohhh you're gonna pull THAT one out now. Just throw your weight around? You know, I was on my way to a meeting with a new client, a real important client and--

HOPE: ...And I was on my way to my friend's son's funeral. And now I'm gonna be late. And I'm not happy.

Aiden, upset, and worried, walks over to the driver's side door of his car as he speaks.

AIDEN: Oh, YOU'RE not happy. I don't have a fender now because of you...you...you know what? Just, let's just...I'm going to the repair shop now, and maybe I can get a rental in time to meet with my cli...client...

Aiden looks over to see Hope taking her cell phone out and taking pictures of the damage to his car. He walks back over

AIDEN: What in the hell are you doing?

Aiden doesn't look up at Hope, but at her car, then back at his page.

HOPE: Writing down your licence plate number, and...I'll need your insurance info.

AIDEN: Oh for...Hope, let's be reasonable, okay? You have to get to your friend's memorial service, and I need to get to your client, so can we agree to do this later? Our cars are still perfectly capable of getting to where we're going, so we can just--

HOPE: We can just...don this by the book. Okay? Or would you rather that ticket I was talking about?

AIDEN: Okay. Okay...look, you're right. Let's just...drive down to the police station, we'll get this checked out and...I'll just...have to call my client and say I'll be a bit late.

HOPE: There we go, now you see sense!

Aiden walks around to the driver's side door again and Hope to hers, before they both step into their respective vehicles, Aiden looks over to Hope and shakes his head before stepping in. He sits down in the driver's seat and turns the key in the ignition. The car grumbles and then fails.

AIDEN: Ohhhh great.

Hope, overhearing Aiden's car's failure, saunters over to his window. He winds it down and looks out to see Hope's smug face, raised eyebrow and smirk.

HOPE: Need a lift?


Sonny stands in Victor's office, arms folded as he angrily counters Victor's threat.

SONNY: Are you seriously gonna stand there and tell me that unless I cowtow to your demands, I'm gonna lose my fiance?

VICTOR: Will needs a job, this is a great opportunity for him. If you deny him this, he'll resent you until the day you die...which will be about twenty minutes after he finds out we had this conversation.

SONNY: He won't find out if you don't tell him.

Victor stands, unmoved. Sonny gestures in frustration.

SONNY: Which you will. Of course. Because everything needs to be your way.

VICTOR: Sonny, I've had a hard day. We lost a member of our family, and I've had to make some tough business decisions. You should be thrilled that I'm welcoming Will into the family fold, especially considering the bunch of winners he calls his kin.

SONNY: Well, I'm not. Not under these circumstances. You're pitting him against me to prop up your dirty business. As if you think you can buy my approval of this disgusting project of yours. Well it's not gonna work.

VICTOR: I'm doing no such thing.

Sonny tries to hold back from yelling at Victor. He fights it a moment but his frustration lets loose regardless.

SONNY: Yes, you are! Don't act like I'm stupid, Uncle Vic. Please, just...tell Will that you...decided to go with someone more experienced and no one has to know we ever had this conversation. Please. For Will's sake, for my sake. Ari's. Just...please just take the offer back.

Victor looks straight into Sonny's eyes, a stern, almost stone-like expression on his face.

VICTOR: I'm sorry, Sonny. I can't.

Sonny shakes his head before turning toward the door.

SONNY: No. I'm sorry. I'm sorry I ever tried to talk any sense into you. Because it's obvious to me that all you care about is the bottom line. You're no better than any of these other snake CEOs trying to...pillage the land of every drop of oil they can get their hands on at any cost. Well, guess what? You just cost yourself an awful lot more than just money, Uncle Vic.

Victor looks steadfastly ahead, never once looking away from Sonny, though it's clear the hurt this is causing both of them. Sonny turns back around when Victor calls out to him.

VICTOR: Sonny!

Sonny looks at him, eyebrows raised, looking like he isn't really interested in what Victor will say, but he gives him the opportunity regardless.

VICTOR: You'll thank me soon enough.

Sonny guffaws as he begins to turn back around for the door.

SONNY: Right. See you around.

Sonny slams the door to Victor's office shut as Victor looks away, mad at himself for the turn things took.


Liam stares off into the distance. Jenn looks concerned by Liam's sudden distraction and calls out to him.

JENNIFER: Liam? ....Liam??

Liam snaps back to reality. He turns towards Jenn and puts a hand on her shoulder.

LIAM: I...have to make a quick call, I'll be right back, okay?


Jennifer watches with concern as Liam steps off towards the exit of the Town Square. JJ walks in from another entrance as Liam leaves. Liam pulls his phone from his jacket on his way out. Observing Liam walking out, and Jenn's concerned reaction, JJ decides to discretely follow Liam out, as Jenn gets distracted by Maggie handing her program bookets for the memorial service.

Outside the square, Liam gets on the phone, while JJ hides behind the archway, obscuring any way of Liam seeing him.

LIAM: (into phone) Yeah, so when exactly were you gonna tell me about Abigail Deveraux? ...mmmhmm?...Yeah? Well, tell Stefano I want an update every day until she's back then. Got it?

JJ's eyes widen as he makes a connection between Liam, Abigail and Stefano. Terrified for his sister, he sneaks off quickly from the park towards the square, unsure what he'll do next.





Written by A. Washington-Beeby

Story Consultants: ML Cooks & C. Nathaniel Richardson


Jordan sits attentively at her desk at the hospital, waiting on Sheryl to fill her in on what the next step of their plan is.

JORDAN: Okay. Tell me, what's this great plan of yours?

SHERYL: Simple. I made a phone call today, to an old friend of ours.

Jordan's brow furrows, as she pulls her glasses off her face.

JORDAN: An old friend?

Sheryl leans in, smirking confidently at Jordan as she quietly tells her the name of their old friend.

SHERYL: Jerome Grant.

Jordan leans back, surprise plain on her face as the news hits her.



Sonny picks up his cell phone from the table at his apartment. Will and Gabi are milling about making dinner as Sonny looks back at them. He tries to be subtle as he makes his phone call to Victor.



Victor picks up his office phone at Titan, standing at his desk, and casually answers.

VICTOR: Victor Kiriakis.


SONNY: I need to see you immediately. We have to talk. Alone.


VICTOR: I won't be here much longer. Meet me at the office before we go to Brady's memorial.


SONNY: See you then.

Sonny turns to grab his jacket from the closet, and calls out to Gabi and Will.

SONNY: I have to go for a minute....there's a...uh...problem with a shipment at the club. Meet you at Town Square?

WILL: Alright.

GABI: We're just finishing up lunch before we go. You sure you don't want a sandwich for the road?

SONNY: No, I'll be fine. I can grab something fast at the club before the service.

GABI: Okay!

WILL: See you soon. Love you!

SONNY: Love you! Bye, guys!

WILL & GABI: Bye!!

As Sonny shuts the door, his positive demeanour immediately vanishes, as he sighs.

SONNY: Dammit, Uncle Vic. I'm not gonna let you take Will down this road. Not in a million years.



John arrives at Brady's memorial service, which is still being set up in the square. Spotting Kayla with Roman, John walks over casually to greet his friend.

KAYLA: John! So good to see you! I'm...so sorry to hear about Brady.

John and Kayla embrace warmly, as Roman looks on with a faint smile.

JOHN: Good to see you too, Kay. Appreciate it. How's everyone holding up?

KAYLA: Ah, well,you know...as good as can be expected.

JOHN: Understood. Listen...uh...Roman, can your sister and I have a little chat alone for a sec, I have something....kind of important to discuss with her.

Roman nods in agreement, collecting himself after his memory lapse minutes before.

ROMAN: Sure thing, John. It's good to see you.

JOHN: Same to you, man.

John and Roman exchange a quick slap-on-the-back hug as they go their separate ways. John casually grabs Kayla's arm as they walk towards a quieter corner of the square.

KAYLA: Okay, this sounds really important if you're sequestering me away in dark, dark corners. What's going on?

JOHN: Well...

John stops for a moment and takes a quick look around to see who's paying attention as he speaks.

JOHN: You know I've been away for awhile in Europe, right?

KAYLA: Of course, we've all been worried about you.

JOHN: Well...we need you to come with us. It's urgent.

Kayla looks surprised and taken aback by John's request.



Nick walks through the park just outside Horton Town Square. He calls Kate again.



Kate is now in her own office, indignant and annoyed by Nick's repeated attempts to contact her at inopportune times.

KATE: What?


NICK: Now, now, Kate. Is that any way to talk to someone who just got you exactly what you needed.


KATE: You'd better pray your little trigger finger didn't just land us in the unemployment line. Victor saw I was calling you and put together that it was your tip that brought John to the board meeting today.


NICK: Victor will only figure that out if you spill the beans. Which I know you won't since your very freedom depends on it. Am I right?


Kate sighs into the phone, fed up of Nick's threats but incapable of lashing out.


NICK: Now, sit tight, because now the real fun is gonna begin. And I'm going to make us gobs an gobs of money.


Kate continues to stand by her desk, phone in ear, suspcious of every word coming from Nick's mouth but playing along.

KATE: From your mouth to God's ear, my dear.


Nick laughs softly, but almost maniacally.

NICK: As long as you don't screw this up, everything you want can be yours.




Gabi and Will sit down to eat their lunch, as Gabi feeds Arianna. Gabi looks at Will, who seems zoned out a bit, not eating his lunch. Gabi waves her hand in front of his face.

GABI: Hey! Earth to Will

Will snaps back to reality and smiles, grabbing his sandwich from his plate.

WILL: Sorry. Just...had a moment there.

GABI: Where did you go just then?

Will sighs and looks down at his sandwich, suddenly feeling not very hungry. He puts the food back down on his plate and looks up at Gabi.

WILL: Was just thinking about Brady, and Theresa, and...just how stupid this all is. I mean, we could here today and gone the next...and for what? I mean, seriously, if we don't live our lives to their full potential every day...there's no guarantee there'll be another chance, you know?

Gabi smiles and reaches her hand out across the kitchen table, placing her hand over Will's, and giving it a comforting squeeze.

GABI: I know exactly what you mean, and if there's one good thing to come from all this, it's that we're remembering that, and that every day's a chance to make our lives better...

Gabi looks at Ari, who's caught her attention, gurgling as she picks up a pea off her plate and puts it in her mouth. Gabi smiles as Will looks over to Ari as well.

GABI: ...And for our daughter too.

Just as Gabi says this, Will's phone rings. Grabbing it from off the kitchen table, Will looks at it, and sees Club TBD's number on the screen. Confused, he answers.

WILL: (into phone) Hey, what's up?



It's T, calling from the club, where a rush of rowdy customers are calling out to T, who's a bit frazzled behind the bar.

T: Uh...hey, Will! It's T. Any idea where Sonny is?


WILL: I...yeah, he's on his way to the club now, T. Didn't he just tell you that?


T looks confused, looking over his shoulder as he speaks, holding up one finger to a customer.

T: Uh, no. Sonny hasn't spoken with us since this morning, dude. Look, it's really busy at the club, and I can't get Sonny to answer his phone, so can you just let him know to come down here ASAP when he can?


Will looks to Gabi, a look of concern now on his face, as he answers T in an almost half-listening way.

WILL: ...yeah. Sure. K, Bye.


Will hangs up, and furrows his brow, confused by the exchange he just had.

WILL: Sonny never called anyone at the club.

GABI: Okay, that's weird.

WILL: Yeah, really. So, the question is, where the Hell IS he, and why didn't he want me to know about it?


Kayla looks over her shoulder to check and make sure nobody's paying attention to her conversation with John.

KAYLA: What do you mean?

JOHN: I mean, we need you. Trust me. I can't tell you anything more than that it has to be you that comes with me.

KAYLA: But....I mean, John, you can't expect me to just...up and abandon my job, my home...

John holds his hand up to stop Kayla midsentence. Kayla stops herself but is still unconvinced.

JOHN: I will cover your expenses, and the bills will get paid.

Kayla looks down, shaking her head. John's eye remain locked on her, regardless.

JOHN: I need your help. I'll even pay for Joey to come with you while you're away, we just need your help.

KAYLA: Why can't you tell me now what's going on? Who it even involves. You keep saying 'we' but...I mean, are you there with Shane? Bo? (laughs) Steve?? Haven't heard from HIM in awhile!

John leans over and almost whispers to her.

JOHN: Yes.

Kayla looks up suddenly, shocked by John's confession.

JOHN: I can't say anything more than that. But trust me, this is just as much a professional request as a personal one. Now...can I trust you to be on the plane with me tomorrow?

KAYLA: I...John, I can't just...go...I need to figure this out.

JOHN:: I can arrange a plane out for you by the end of the week if that works better for you.

KAYLA: Just....can you give me until tonight to think it over?

John nods, reluctantly agreeing to Kayla's terms.

JOHN: Sure. I'll wait.

KAYLA: Thank you. Come on, let's join the others. The ceremony should be starting any minute now.

John takes Kayla's arm and escorts her back into the crowd, he looks to her with a warm smile.

JOHN: Sounds good to me.


Sonny steps into Victor's office, where Victor stands before his desk, rifling through some papers. Noticing the door opening, Victor turns around to see Sonny. His greeting makes plain his sombre mood.

VICTOR: Sonny. What was so urgent?

Sonny breathes in deeply, mustering all his courage to stand up to his great uncle.

SONNY: I heard your associate offered Will a job today.

VICTOR: Ah, yes. Tyler ran it by me. He read an article Will wrote for his blog, said that was just the kind of angle we needed to promote our energy program at EnerNext. I figured you'd be thrilled that your fiance was able to get such a prestigious job so soon after graduating.

Sonny steps toward Victor, trying hard to not come across upset. He smiles a bit, but is clearly stammering in frustration, as Victor speaks, he tries to get Victor to end his long speech.

SONNY: I...uh...mmm...Uncle Vic, stop. Please.

VICTOR: What is it? I thought you were proud of Will.

SONNY: I am. And I'm thrilled that you all feel the same way. But you can't offer Will this job. You need to rescind that offer.



Kim stands with her police escort, in front of Billie and Daniel at University Hospital by the doorway of Theresa's hospital room. She holds in her hand, a copy of the restraining order against Billie.

BILLIE: You can't be serious, Kim.

Billie snatches the paper from Kim's hand as she spits out her words. Kim looks into Billie's eyes with smug malice.

KIM: 100% serious. You can't be within 100 feet of my little girl.

BILLIE: Oh, your little girl, hm? You're never going to see has an adult woman, are you, Kim? You know, like, an autonomous person who can make her own decisions about who she befriends? Or who she confides in? Or who she trusts?

Kim's cool toughness disappears in a flash as Billie cuts into Kim, suddenly emerges rage and vitriol as she stares Billie down and fires her own shot Billie's way, holding back the full volume of her anger.

KIM: I will not have you talk to me about my daughter. You have no idea about how things really were in our home, and you're not about to give me lessons in being a mother now.

BILLIE: Oh, right. Because you've done such a bang-up job!

KIM: How dare you?

Daniel steps in at this point to try to cool things down, but the two women's eyes never leave each other. Kim's police escort hangs back, trying not to get involved in case anything escalates.

DANIEL: Ooookay, ladies. Let's take a step back from each other a minute before we say anything we'll regret. We ARE in a hospital, after all.

Billie stands down a bit, turning to Daniel, a sarcastic smile on her face.

BILLIE: Oh, don't worry, Daniel. Anything I have to say to Kim, I can say through my lawyer!

Billie storms away, heading for the elevators, as Kim watches, a smile of satisfaction on her face, but she simultaneously breathes in deeply, as though it's all been a front. Daniel sees the emotion in her eyes and puts a hand on Kim's shoulder.

DANIEL: Are you sure you're alright?

Kim wells up a bit when Daniel speaks, she looks up at a concerned Daniel and smiles.

KIM: Oh yeah. I'm fine. (sigh) Thanks!

DANIEL: Alright. If you need to sit down a minute, you can use my office.

Kim smiles and takes Daniel's hand, squeezing it.

KIM: Thank you, Daniel. I'll be fine. Can I see my daughter?

DANIEL: Absolutely.

Daniel waves to the officer, who then steps away, heading for the elevator, as Daniel guides Kim into Theresa's room. As Billie waits for the elevator not far away, she looks on with pure disgust in her face. The elevator door opens, and Billie curses Kim before stepping on.

BILLIE: I swear to God, Kim, you haven't beat me yet.





Written by A. Washington-Beeby

Story Consultants: ML Cooks & C. Nathaniel Richardson


Kate, standing in the Titan board room with Victor, turns around and cancels the call quickly before she allows Victor to confirm that Nick was on the phone.

KATE: Uh...what are you talking about?

VICTOR: Oh don't play dumb with me, Kate. I saw Nick's name pop up on your phone in large print. And despite what you think, I haven't got cataracts just yet.

KATE: Well, first of all, it's none of your business who calls me, and secondly, so what if Nick did call me? He is, after all, my employee. It was probably just a call about a product we're testing.

Victor steps in close to Kate, in hopes of intimidating her.

VICTOR: You'd better hope that's all it's about. I will be watching you after today, believe that.

Kate stares back, not threatened by Victor's tactics.

KATE: Duly noted.

Kate grabs her bag and, with a flourish, slings them over her shoulder, sashaying out of the board room. Victor watches her head out, and scrunches his face slightly, indignant at his major loss.

VICTOR: Damn it all.



Billie walks through the 16th floor lobby of Titan, on her cell phone, as she prepares to leave the building. She has a worried look on her face as she talks to the person on the other end.

BILLIE: (into phone) Yeah, I have a feeling Nick had a hand in this. But for the life of me, I can't tell what it is or how deep he is involved in this. But I'm certain it has something to do with the other two...Okay, I'll get back to you.

Billie hangs up, and notices a text message on her phone from Daniel.

u feeling any better now?

Billie smiles, texting back:

cup of coffee + an aspirin did the trick lol

Billie pops her phone back in her bag, and smiles a bit as she steps onto the elevator to head down to her car.



Jordan sits at her desk at the hospital, finishing up some reports, when she hears a knock at the door of her office.

JORDAN: Come in.


SHERYL: Hello, Stranger. Mind if I have a word.

Sheryl steps in, and immediately incites a bit of anxiety in a previously relaxed Jordan.



Jennifer stands before EJ in the DiMera living room, enraged by his nonchalance in the face of her worry for her daughter.

JENNIFER: Come on, EJ. You're a father. Imagine if in a few years, Sydney just...took off one day to another country without saying a word to you. You'd be worried.

EJ: If it was an actual cause for concern, yes. But this is not, Jennifer. This is work-related. You blowing this completely out of proportion.

JENNIFER: No, see, that's where you're wrong, EJ. Because I know you manipulated the situation to benefit yourself. Just like you always do.

EJ gestures in 'confusion' at Jenn's accusation.

EJ: What are you even saying, Jennifer? How would I benefit from this in any way?

JENNIFER: Oh my GOD, it's SO obvious. I have no idea why you're so hellbent on denying it.

EJ: Deny WHAT?!

Jennifer steps in close to EJ, her rage bubbling in the surface as she quietly lays into EJ.

JENNIFER: That that little chat you had with Abigail last night? That was you convincing her to get on that plane today. One day after she's out of the hospital because of, what? Business? I'm sorry, but it reeks of manipulation and intimidation. In other words, every hallmark of the DiMera men.

EJ: How fair of you, Jennifer.

Jennifer steps back, raising her voice a bit again as she challenges EJ's insistence of innocence.

JENNIFER: It's more fair than you deserve. Because I can tell that this is all just a set up so that you can win Abigail back for Chad.

EJ: What?? Oh, come on, Jennifer, that's ridiculous.

JENNIFER: (interrupting EJ) You heard me! You can't tell me that you had any other innocent motive for sneaking my daughter onto a plane at 5am so she can work intimately with your goons. Tell me, EJ, is Chad waiting for her in Italy too?

EJ has full on lost his cool now, shouting over Jenn trying to stop her ranting to no avail.

EJ: It was business! This was not some grand scheme cooked up for duplicitous purposes, Jennifer. She's an important part of our team, and she doesn't need Mummy to keep tabs on her every move!

JENNIFER: I know one thing for sure, that if this was a simple business trip and nothing shady was going on, wouldn't I have heard about it by now? Something must have happened after Abby checked out, because I don't remember Sami talking about it last night at the hospital.


At that moment, Sami steps into the living room, overhearing her name from the other side and looks Jenn's way with a look of interest.

SAMI: Talk about what?

Jenn turns around quickly to see Sami standing in the doorway, both her and EJ snapped out of their intense debate.




Jennifer looks to Sami standing in the doorway of the DiMera living room. Sami's surprised to see Jenn and wondering what Jenn's just said about her.

JENNIFER: Sami! Do you happen to have a minute? We need to talk.

SAMI: I...sure! You want to talk alone?

JENNIFER: Oh no, no, EJ's heard what's on my mind already, he doesn't have to leave.

EJ, collecting himself from his frazzled state, swallows visibly as he heads towards Sami, who, having heard the commotion from outside the door is rather uncomfortable as EJ approaches her, all of this in Jenn's line of vision.

EJ: Well, actually, I am needed at the office, so I should go. You ladies enjoy your time together.

EJ walks past Sami and hesitates as to whether to lean in for a kiss or not. He decides to go for it, but Sami lurches back away from him, causing EJ to retreat. Jennifer notices the tension and looks on with curiosity. EJ puts on his blazer and gives his farewells as he exits the room.

EJ: Goodbye, Samantha. Jennifer.

As EJ leaves, Jenn catches her breath, releasing a lot of the tension from the confrontation that just took place. After a second, Jenn looks back at Sami, as she points in the direction of where EJ was.

JENNIFER: I'm....so sorry, Sami. I...

Sami walks over to Jenn, concerned, putting a hand on her shoulder.

SAMI: No, no. I...what's going on?

Jennifer tries to hold back a bit of tearing up as she laughs a bit at the situation.

JENNIFER: I could ask the same of you two. I mean...I...I know it's none of my business but--

SAMI: ...Don't even ask, Jenn. I really don't want to get into it.

JENNIFER: Well, I understand that too. (sigh) Look, I came to see you because I...got up this morning and discovered my daughter was gone. And I know it was for work and I know...she's an adult and can make her own decisions but...I figured you would understand, as a mother, that--

SAMI: Wait, Abigail didn't tell you about the Rome trip?

Jenn shakes her head, she looks down, a bit disappointed, but not blaming Sami.

JENNIFER: No. She didn't. I know a lot of that is because she knows I'm not...too thrilled with her taking this job in the first place, but...

SAMI: I'm sorry, Jenn. I should've...let you know. Like...a text or something.

JENNIFER: No. (sigh) When I came here, I was upset and I was...blaming EJ for it because I just...I had this feeling that it's all this big...plan to get Abigail back on side so that Chad can move back in but...

Sami looks at Jenn, shocked by Jenn's accusation.

SAMI: He what?

JENNIFER: I'm sorry. I know, that was...out of line of me to think that.

SAMI: No, no, it seems...actually a...fairly reasonable jump to make. Especially with how much EJ's been doting on Abby lately. But...Jenn, I want to reassure you.I was the one who hired her. None of that had anything to do with EJ. (sigh) I know that...Chad did some pretty awful things before he went to Boston, but...I don't think EJ is plotting with his brother to get Abigail back.

JENNIFER: Well, Sami, with all due respect, you tend to turn a blind eye to a lot of things the DiMeras do, and right or wrong I know that's because you love EJ and...nothing will change that.

Sami looks a bit uncomfortable as Jenn brings up her relationship with EJ, but stifles herself from giving too much away. Jenn fiddles uncomfortably with her hands as she finishes speaking with Sami.

JENNIFER: I just...I was hoping to...maybe open a door of communication between you and I.

SAMI: That's fine. I understand. I will keep an eye out for Abigail for you.


Jenn heads for the door slowly, unsure whether to give Sami a hug or not, but chooses not to. Instead grabbing her purse from the coffee table and walks away slowly. Jenn stops suddenly and turns back to Sami, who is still looking out the window.

JENNIFER: Oh, and Sami. One thing. If you...ever need to talk to anyone...about...anything. I am here for you, too.

Sami turns around to smile at Jenn, unsure to what Jenn's referring but grateful nonetheless.

SAMI: Thank you, Jenn.

Jenn smiles as she heads out the door. Sami turns back to the window, the smile fading from her face as she stares pensively out at the spring day before her.


Sheryl saunters over to the chair opposite Jordan's desk in her office, and has herself a seat. Jordan tries to ignore her, but Sheryl stares straight into her eyes, patiently waiting for Jordan to react. Jordan tries to continue writing up her report at her computer but finally cracks.

JORDAN: Can I help you?

SHERYL: I thought you'd never ask!

Jordan rolls her eyes before clicking at her computer, presumably to save her work, before wheeling away from the computer and stopping herself at the centre of her desk. Jordan leans in towards Sheryl with her hands clasped together, almost mockingly attentive.

JORDAN: I'm listening!

SHERYL:Good! Stay sitting down, you'll be glad you did when I tell you what we've pulled off.

JORDAN: I'm waiting with baited breath.

SHERYL: We did it. Titan TV is out of Victor Kiriakis' control as of ten minutes ago.

Jordan's eyes widen, not sure whether she believes Sheryl's news or not.

JORDAN: I...are you for real? This is happening.

SHERYL: This is absolutely happening, Jordan. The board, with a little help from Nick Fallon, sided with us. The people of Salem are gonna know the truth about that damned oil sands project. Finally.

It finally dawns on Jordan. She looks away momentarily as she allows the reality of the situation set in.

JORDAN: Well I'll be damned. Nick Fallon wasn't playing us?

SHERYL: So far, so good, eh?

JORDAN: Yeah...so what's our next move then?

Sheryl leans in towards Jordan and says in a bit more hushed tone.

SHERYL: That is exactly what I want to talk about with you.



Kayla, helping set up Brady's memorial service in town square,notices Roman looking blankly at Brady's portrait set up near Tom & Alice Horton's tree. She walks over to her brother and gently places a hand on his shoulder.

KAYLA: It's hard to believe, isn't it? That Brady's gone?

Roman stares at the picture, scanning every feature bit by bit. He finally turns to Kayla, and looks at her with a panicked expression.

ROMAN: Kay, that...that's not Brady. Is...is it?

Kayla looks at Roman, knowing that she'd heard about his memory troubles, but not that they had progressed so quickly. Kayla takes Roman's arm and squeezes it, almost cuddling it in an attempt to comfort him without smothering him.

KAYLA: It's okay. That is Brady now. What do you remember him looking like?

ROMAN: I...Kay, Brady's just a little kid. I remember him being so....young. He wasn't even school aged and now...why can't I fill that time in.

Kayla sees her brother go deep into thought and pulls him in close, holding him as he zones out, trying in vain to fill the blanks in his memory.



Billie steps off the elevator at the hospital and, upon seeing Daniel perched at the nurses' station, sneaks up behind him, covering his eyes with her hands.

BILLIE: Guess who?

DANIEL: Gah! I needed those!

Billie laughs as she jumps back, and Daniel turns to see Billie. He smiles through his lingering hangover.

BILLIE: You look like you could use an...Aspirin or...something.

DANIEL: Yeaaah, Maxine already suggested that. I'm trying to avoid overmedicating myself, especially for...

Daniel feels a bit of the dull, nagging headache pain hit him and holds his nose for a moment. Billie giggles.

BILLIE: For...self-inflicted wounds.


BILLIE: Well, I'm gonna tell you right now that the only person suffering for your tenacity is you. So, I'd suggest giving in.

DANIEL: Hey, who's the doctor here?


Billie laughs heartily as they walk through the main room of that particular floor. As they approach the door of Theresa's room, the elevator door opens and Kim Brady emerges, a police escort in tow. She immediately spots Daniel and Billie and looks their way with a satisfied smile on her face.

DANIEL: So you're here to see Theresa?

BILLIE: Yeah. I'm hoping to get in to see her as much as possible, since Kim's threatening lawsuits and beheadings if I stand on the same floor as her.

DANIEL: Just...don't let it get to you. She's concerned about her daughter, just like you are. I'm sure you're gonna be able to work it out.

As Kim stops, standing behind Daniel and Billie, Daniel catches Kim out of the corner of his eye and turns to face her. Kim smiles as the policeman addresses them.

POLICEMAN: Miss Billie Reed?

Billie looks the policeman up and down before looking suspiciously at Kim.

BILLIE: Can I help you, Officer?

Kim holds up an envelope in Billie's face, an almost smug look on her face as she serves Billie.

KIM: This would be a restraining order that says that you can't be within 100 feet of Theresa.





Written by A. Washington-Beeby

Story Consultants: ML Cooks & C. Nathaniel Richardson


Victor and Tyler stand at the head of the board room table at Titan HQ, as the board meeting comes to a head. John Black stands with them at the table, with Kate & Lucas Roberts, Billie Reed, and Justin Kiriakis sat around the table, with Nelson, another Titan board member, waiting impatiently for the vote to conclude.

Victor looks back John's way, as Tyler clears his throat, looking back toward John.

TYLER: So! Yes. Back to the vote. John Black, as proxy voter for Brady Black, a vote of 'yay' would mean you are in favour of retaining the Titan TV division, a vote of 'nay' would mean you are in favour of Titan divesting of all Titan TV properties. What say you?

John looks calmly around the room, smiling as the rest of the room impatiently waits for his answer.

JOHN: I vote...'nay'.

Victor immediately slams his fist on the table in anger.

VICTOR: Damn it, John!

Tyler carries on through Victor's protestations. Everyone around the table mutters to each other, soaking in the shocking turn of events John's arrival has brought.

TYLER: Therefore, by a margin of 5-4, I declare this vote closed. Titan shall be divesting itself of its Titan TV division, placing it up for sale immediately.

Victor stares John down, looking directly into John's eyes with malice.

VICTOR: You will regret this, John.

JOHN: Are you kidding, Vic? I just did you one big favour. You oughta thank me.

John grabs his briefcase, nods Victor and Kate's way and strolls out of the board room. Victor is left looking defeated as the board members filter from the room.

As Kate makes her attempt to leave, Victor quickly grabs her arm to stop her from slinking away.


VICTOR: Not so fast, Kate. I know what you're up to, and I'm not gonna let you get away with it.



Nick opens the door to his apartment, and he and Hope step inside. They're chatting and laughing as they do, with Hope scurrying Nick inside.

HOPE: Hurry, hurry, hurry, I need to go to the bathroom.

NICK: (laughing) Okay, okay! Go! It's right there.

HOPE: Thank yooou!

Hope runs into the bathroom quickly and shuts the door. Once inside the bathroom, Hope's need to pee immediately vanishes. Hope puts on her detective face and, to avoid suspicion, noisily lifts the toilet seat.

She then quickly steps over to the medicine cabinet. Hope very quietly opens it and looks inside. As the door of the medicine cabinet opens, it squeaks, making Hope jump. She stops the door immediately then waits, hoping Nick doesn't respond to the noise. After a moment of nothing, Hope carries on, but Nick immediately thereafter calls out to her through the door.

NICK: Hey Hope! I'm just going to step out for a second to speak to the concierge, alright?

Hope is startled by Nick's announcement and nearly doubles back when she hears him. She manages to pull it together and smiles through gritted teeth before calling back out to him.

HOPE: Alright! I'll be out in just a sec.

Hope waits another second for the door to shut before she opens the door to the bathroom. Sighing heavily, she steps out of the bathroom, not having seen anything in the medicine cabinet and not knowing where else to look for the pills Gabi hopes she'll find.

Suddenly, Hope looks up to see Nick's briefcase. Her eyes light up.

HOPE: Of course.

Hope makes a beeline for Nick's laptop bag, which he uses for a briefcase. She opens it up and commencing looking through the various compartments, but just before reaching the compartment where the pills are, she hears a loud knock on the door.

Hope is startled, but after a moment's pause, goes back to looking through the bag. A moment later, the knocking continues, and a voice is heard through the door.


NICOLE: (while knocking) Nick! Open the door, you little shmuck, I wanna have a word with--

The door opens and Nicole nearly whacks Hope in the face when she opens the door.

NICOLE: ...you.





Eric Brady walks through the Horton Town Square, setting up the final touches for Brady's memorial service with the help of his grandmother, Caroline. As Eric finishes, he walks over towards Caroline as Marlena scurries in, getting everyone's attention as she seems rather flustered.

MARLENA: Oh, Eric. Caroline! I'm so sorry I'm late. I had one hell of a morning.

ERIC: It's alright, Mom. It's good to see you.

Eric reaches over to give his mother a hug, before Caroline reaches out to Marlena as well.

CAROLINE: Marlena, don't worry about it. We handled things just fine on this end.

MARLENA: Well, that's good to hear. Listen, Caroline, I know this isn't really the time or place, but I need to have a talk with you later on about Roman.

Caroline and Eric look at Marlena with a bit of surprise and concern.

CAROLINE: Roman? Is something wrong?

ERIC: Is dad okay? What's...?

Marlena waves her hand to stop them.

MARLENA: No, no. It's not...urgent. He's fine. Whenever you have the time, I just have...something to discuss with you.

CAROLINE: Sure. Stop by the pub later?

Marlena gives Caroline a reassuring smile.


CAROLINE: If you don't mind though, I'm going to try to get ahold of Nicole. She was going to try to track a few more people down that we hadn't reached yet.

Marlena turns back to Eric, who still looks a bit concerned. She holds out her hand to touch her son's face to reassure him.

MARLENA: Oh, Eric, stop worrying. Your father's just fine.

ERIC: Why don't I believe you?

MARLENA: (sighs) Eric, your father and I just had a rather...intense discussion last night. It's nothing to be worried about.

Eric looks at Marlena, unconvinced, but nods.

ERIC: Okay. I'll let it go. But if something's going on with Dad--

MARLENA: ...I will let you know immediately.

Eric finally smiles, though the worry is still plain on his face.

ERIC: Thanks, Mom.

MARLENA: Now, let's get this together. How can I help?

ERIC: Well, you can start by grabbing that folding table over in the corner with me...


Marlena and Eric head off to grab the table, as Roman saunters into the square, he looks over at Brady's portrait, posted up on an easel by Tom & Alice's tree. He stares at it, confusion in his eyes.


Nicole looks at Hope, standing in the doorway of Nick's apartment, with bewilderment.


HOPE: Nicole?

Nicole saunters into Nick's apartment, as Hope lingers back, eyebrow raised in curiosity. Nicole yammers on as she looks around for Nick.

NICOLE: I...I mean I knew it was hard keeping that massive house up on a single income but I didn't think you'd have to take such a steep....downgrade.

Nicole looks around the corner to see if there's more room.

NICOLE: I mean, where does Ciara sleep? In the bathtub?

HOPE: NICOLE! Enough. What do you want?

NICOLE: To talk to Nick, obviously.

HOPE: Nick stepped out for a minute, I was just here to go to the bathroom for a moment before we head out to lunch. Nick had something to drop off, you see, so...we're kind of in a hurry.

NICOLE: Right, well...what I need to ask him won't take long so...

HOPE: So, you can ask him later. Goodbye, Nicole.

Hope holds the door open, motioning for Nicole to leave. As Nicole steps out, a sour look on her face, Nick reappears and nearly bumps into Nicole as he does.

NICK: OH! Nicole! Just the person I wanted to see.

Hope looks at Nick incredulously.

HOPE: Really?

NICK: Yeah! Uh...Hope, did you wanna just...meet me at the pub, I won't be a minute.

Hope pauses a moment, not sure what's happening.

HOPE: I....sure?

NICK: Thanks. I promise, this won't take a moment.

Hope walks out the door, not sure what's going down, but knowing it can't be anything good. She calls out to Nick as she heads out the door.

HOPE: Alright...I'll grab us a seat!

NICK: Sounds good!

Nick closes the door behind Hope, a big smile on his face.

NICK: SO! Good news!

Nicole folds her arms, the sour look still on her face.

NICOLE: It better be. I'm still thisclose to being fired for that stunt you pulled at the last press conference.

NICK: Clear that from your mind forever, Nicole. I, Nick Fallon, have delivered for you.

Nick pulls out his iPad from his bag, and, a few taps later, presents the page to Nicole.

NICK: Observe.

Nicole grabs the iPad, and reads the headline.


Her eyes bulge out as she processes the news.

NICOLE: What?? How did you..?

NICK: Only through the magic of research, my dear. We'll talk about this later, drinks?

Nicole stands, mouth agape, suddenly realizing the power Nick might be wielding.


Nick escorts Nicole to the door, Nicole still in shock, she eventually nods, as Nick hastily takes his tablet back.

NICOLE: I...yeah.

NICK: Give me about an hour?

NICOLE: ...Sure.


Nick abruptly slams the door in Nicole's face. He walks back into his apartment and grabs his phone, rolling his eyes at having had to deal with Nicole.

NICK: Now...time to call Kate...and congratulate her on her good news.


Kate rips her arm from Victor's grasp, holding it before adjusting herself, a scowling look on her face directed at Victor.

KATE: I don't know how I was ever married to such a savage.

VICTOR: Neither do I.

KATE: The nerve. I just had this cleaned too, and now your greasy little hands are all over it. Vile.

VICTOR: Maybe if you focused less on fashions and more on business we wouldn't have this problem.

Kate pretends to be non-plussed by Victor's volatile reaction, as she turns her attentions to packing her things away into her bag.

KATE: I don't know what you're talking about.

VICTOR: Oh, the Hell you don't. I know what you were up to today. Someone tipped you off about John's proxy vote, and you couldn't wait to get him here. Now who put you up to it?

Kate scowls at Victor, arms folded, not giving anything away, as her smartphone rings. Standing slightly away from it, she tries to casually grab it, but Victor spies the name appaearing on the screen as she turns to answer, and calls her out as she's about to press "talk".

VICTOR: I swear, Kate, if Nick Fallon is behind this, you can both hand in your key cards now.

Kate quickly holds the phone close to her chest and swipes to ignore the call, fearing she's been caught.




Written by A. Washington-Beeby
Story Consultants: ML Cooks & C. Nathaniel Richardson


Sonny gets up from the sofa in his apartment, a bit angry as Will holds onto the contract from EnerNext, which he had attempted to present to Sonny.


WILL: What do you mean, I can't take this job?
SONNY: You can't, Will! This job...it's a mistake.



Will gets up from the sofa, and walks over to the desk, placing the contract on it, deliberately where Sonny can see.


WILL: Why? Because you don't like it? I thought you just said you believed in my work.
SONNY: I've told you why, Will. It's not about your talent or your work, it's that you're working for a corrupt organization--
WILL: That your Great Uncle owns. That your father works for as legal counsel. If they're so damned evil, why is it that every penny of your family's money stem from that corporation.


Sonny walks off toward the bedroom, shaking his head as Will follows him.


WILL: Don't walk away from me! You know I'm right.


Sonny stops and turns around, pointing angrily at Will.


SONNY: No. No, I don't know you're right, Will. In fact, I can give you a hundred reasons why this is the worst decision you could possibly make.




EJ stands in the DiMera living room, looking over some paperwork quickly, when he hears a commotion from the foyer. 


After a moment of listening, he heads for the doorway and not long after, the doors to the living room swing open, with Harold trying in vain to keep an enraged Jennifer Horton from walking into the room.


EJ: Good Lord, Jennifer! I would've figured a family of middle class doctors would have raised their children to have better manners than that.
JENNIFER: Don't even START with me, EJ! I want answers.
EJ: About what?
JENNIFER: About where my daughter is, and why did you send her halfway across the world, and don't even think for a second it wasn't your idea, I saw you yesterday at the hospital, so give up the game!


EJ looks frustrated, and looks away for a moment to try to answer respectfully.




John steps into the Titan board room, striding in with casual confidence, much to Victor's chagrin.


VICTOR: John! What a surprise. I expect you've come for the meeting.
JOHN: Well, I wasn't planning on it, mostly because no one told me until just very recently.


John stops behind Kate's seat and casually puts a hand on Kate's shoulder. Kate tenses, a bit surprised by John's touch, but looks back to Victor, who notices the small but pointed gesture.


VICTOR: Fascinating.
JOHN: I thought so. Now, I've got a question for you, Vic.
VICTOR: Now isn't a great time, we're in the middle of a vote.


John puts both hands on his hips. A smile grows on John's face as he walks towards Victor.


JOHN: A vote, hm? See. Now, that actually, was exactly what my question was about.
VICTOR: Really.
JOHN: You know it! Here's what I wanna know, Vic. Have you retained Brady's place on the board, or have you had him declared dead?








Will folds his arms, looking unimpressed at Sonny as Sonny lays into him for considering the EnerNext job.


WILL: Alright. Go ahead, Sonny. Tell me why I shouldn't take the best damned job that's ever been offered to me.
SONNY: Will, there will be other jobs that are just as good as this one.
WILL: Oh, so I should follow my dreams, but only when they line up with your world view.
SONNY: Will, that's not what I'm saying.
WILL: Yes, it's exactly what you're saying! What makes you the authority on what's right and what's wrong?
SONNY: I'm saying that I know what it's like to have someone flash a lot of money in front of your face. It can change you really quickly.


Sonny walks in closer to Will and puts his hands on Will's shoulders. He looks intently into his eyes.


SONNY: I want you to be careful, Will.
WILL: I'm not exactly from a poor home, you know. I can take care of myself.


Sonny looks down, dropping his hands to his sides as he thinks his answer through.


SONNY: Okay. I don't think you should take this job, but if it's something you really want, and I mean truly, truly, want....then I will support that.


Will leans over and kisses Sonny on the lips. They both smile as they look warmly at each other.


WILL: Thank you.
SONNY: Just remember, Uncle Vic can suck in even the best, most generous people in the world, and turn them into cynical, bitter, entitled bastards. Watch yourself.


Will nods in understanding.


WILL: Got it.


Will and Sonny come together for a warm embrace, before slowly leaning in to kiss each other gently on the lips. They look at each other, standing forehead-to-forehead and giggle before kissing again. Flopping down on the couch, they kiss a bit more intensely, before Will pushes Sonny back gently and climbs on top of him. 

Gabi walks in just at that same moment and jumps back, but smiles as she sees her roommates together.


GABI: Well what did I just walk in on.


Sonny and Will laugh as they separate. Will jumps off the couch and heads towards Gabi, greeting her with a quick hug.


WILL: Ohhh nothing, just some fiancee/fiancee bonding time. Oh I have some news.
GABI: Oh yeah?


Will walks over to the desk again and pulls the contract from the manila envelope it had been in. He shows it to Gabi.


WILL: I have been offered a job. A very...very...good...job.


Gabi's eyes widen as she quickly looks at it.


GABI: Wow! PR for Titan. That's HUGE, Will. Congrats!


Gabi and Will lean in to hug each other. Gabi's smiling widely as she embraces him. Will pulls back after their hug and looks at Gabi a little oddly.


WILL: You seem so...relaxed.


Gabi's taken aback slightly by Will's statement. She walks past him, heading for the couch, where she quickly flops down.


GABI: Really? Why, was I super-tense before?
SONNY: Well...not to put too fine a point on it, but....yeah.


Gabi looks at Sonny, who's sitting next to her on the sofa, and laughs a bit.


GABI: Well...if I am, it's because all of our troubles are soon gonna completely disappear.




EJ sighs as he walks over to the minibar and grabs a glass, holding it up as he speaks to an unimpressed Jenn.


EJ: You look like you could use a drink.


EJ turns around as Jenn smacks the glass from his hand, smashing it against the wall. EJ stands still, stunned by her rage.


EJ: Or several.
JENNIFER: This is not a game, EJ. I want to know where my daughter is.
EJ: Jennifer, your daughter took a job in Italy for a few weeks. It is not a big deal. It's a very short assignment that came up last minute. I apologize if she didn't talk to you about it, but I have a feeling, considering your rather hysterical reaction just now that I know why she didn't.


Jennifer, undaunted, steps in close to EJ, an intensity in her eyes that says she means business.


JENNIFER: My daughter would not have done anything like this if it weren't for you. She has been acting like a complete basket case for months ever since she quit the hospital.
EJ: And you blame me for that.
JENNIFER: Yes, I blame you! You are the only thing that connects all of this. Ever since you two have been talking about Jack's book, ever since she's been looking after Johnny and Sydney and Allie, then quitting her job out of nowhere to work for you and Sami.


EJ stops Jennifer, holding up one finger to make a quick interjection. He speaks almost too calmly back to an enraged Jennifer.


EJ: That was all Samantha's idea. She saw your daughter was in need and did what any good friend and shrewd businesswoman would do.
JENNIFER: Because of you. It's all because of you. It's so obvious to me now. You did something or said something to her that upset her so much that she was forced out of the hospital. Didn't you?


EJ rolls his eyes, worried that Jenn is onto him, he looks back at Jenn with a frustrated look.




Victor stands at the head of the board room table, looking on angrily at John.


VICTOR: How dare you? Of course I'm retaining Brady's seat on the board. No one's declared him dead yet, have you?
JOHN: Nope, I had no intention of it. I know strange things can happen in this town, and I won't believe he's gone until I see a body.
VICTOR: Then what the hell are you asking for?


John steps forward towards Victor and puts his briefcase down on the table. He speaks very casually, which is offputting to Victor.


JOHN: Well, Brady made me proxy in the event of his absence from all vital Titan board meetings, and I know that in the event of my absence, that you, Victor, would gain his proxy vote.


Victor sighs, knowing John is right, and with a glint of worry in Victor's eye.


VICTOR: That is the truth.
TYLER: We were just coming up on Brady's vote, in fact.
JOHN: Perfect. I'd be happy to help.


Victor looks sharply at Tyler, muttering to him in hopes John doesn't hear.


VICTOR: Be careful, Houston. We may be in big trouble now.
TYLER: (quietly) Well, you thought Kate and company were on your side as well, so John may surprise you yet.
VICTOR: Fair enough.


Kate looks at the goings on at the head of the table and pulls both Billie and Lucas in close.


KATE: (whispering) I think I see sweat forming on Victor's brow already.
LUCAS: (whispering) Let's just hope for everyone's sake that John doesn't vote against us.


Billie shushes both her mom and brother, pointing to the front of the board room.


Victor looks back John's way, as Tyler clears his throat, looking back toward John.


TYLER: So! Yes. Back to the vote. John Black, as proxy voter for Brady Black, a vote of 'yay' would mean you are in favour of retaining the Titan TV division, a vote of 'nay' would mean you are in favour of Titan divesting of all Titan TV properties. What say you?


John looks calmly around the room, smiling as the rest of the room impatiently waits for his answer.






Written by A. Washington-Beeby
Story Consultants: ML Cooks & C. Nathaniel Richardson



At Titan HQ, Victor and Tyler approach the closed doors of the Titan board room. Victor motions to Tyler to stop before entering.


VICTOR: Now. Remember what we planned. This has to go down properly.
TYLER: Victor, as long as you have Kate and her kids on board, it tips the balance.
VICTOR: That's true. And having my vote plus Brady's proxy vote will make all the difference. If we lose the TV station, we are never going to get the public support for the fracking operation. We need that station, dammit. Nothing, and I mean nothing can go wrong today.




Hope knocks on the door of the MadWorld lab, seeing Nick closing up his briefcase. Nick, hearing the knock, looks up and smiles, seeing his cousin.


NICK: Hope! What a great surprise. How are you?


Nick walks over and gives Hope a big hug.


HOPE: Good to see you. Got time for lunch?
NICK: You know, I was just about to head out for lunch. I just gotta stop off at my place quickly for a sec, do you mind tagging along?
HOPE: No, no. No problem at all.
NICK: Great. Uh...give me one sec. I just gotta run to the bathroom and we can go, okay?
HOPE: Sure! I'll just wait here.
NICK: Awesome.


Nick steps out of the lab, leading Hope to immediately begin casually snooping around. A bottle on one of the shelves catches Hope's eye, and she reaches up to grab it.




Will steps into his living room, where Sonny is prepping lunch. Will smiles as he walks over to his fiancee and kisses him quickly on the lips.


SONNY: Hey. How's Ari?
WILL: Oh, I just laid her down to sleep, so she'll be out for awhile.Gabi's gone to run some errands. Which is perfect because I need to share some news with you.
WILL: Yeah...well...you know how your uncle Vic is involved in this whole...EnerNext business?


Sonny looks at Will with an almost suspect look in his eyes, trying to figure out where he's going with this.


SONNY: Yes. And you also know how I feel about that project.
WILL: Well, that's it. I know you're dead set against it because of the environmental damage and the pollution it could cause--
SONNY: ...Will cause, Will. Not to mention, don't you think it's really convenient that they're planning to do all this fracking right near the poorest section of Salem?
WILL: I know, but...you know, this could be good for people in those areas too, no? I mean...the jobs that that could create--
SONNY: ...Will. They will be spending all that money in health care. The pollution...Salem would be completely inhospitable if they go ahead with this fracking operation.
WILL: Oh come on. Lots of places do this, and they're just fine.


Sonny pauses and looks at Will with confusion.


SONNY: Will, why are you so defensive of Uncle Vic's fracking project. What's going on?







Hope grabs a pill bottle from the shelf and opens it.


HOPE: Empty.


Hope puts it back on the shelf, not sure if she should be thrilled or disappointed. She keeps looking before hearing the door swing open, and Hope jumps back into an awkward waiting pose as Nick walks in.


NICK: Ready?
HOPE: Yeah! Let's go!


Hope looks back into the lab, trying to think of any other place Nick could have hid any pills before they walk out, and Nick closes the door.




Will stumbles over his words, trying to formulate the best way to tell Sonny the truth. Sonny pours himself a glass of juice and takes a drink as Will explains himself.


WILL: Well...see, I ran into Aunt Maggie yesterday, right?
SONNY: (through his drink) Mmhmm.
WILL: And, well, I had written an article that I'd had published on a blog. I showed you that article, yeah?


Sonny nods as he sits down on the sofa next to Will.


SONNY: Yeah, I know which one. That was a really good article.


Will smiles, still flattered by his husband's praise, even if it's almost expected of Sonny.


WILL: Thank you. Well, Aunt Maggie liked it too, and the next thing I know, I get this call from this man, Tyler Houston.


Sonny's expression changes immediately when Sonny hears the name. Will pulls out the contract Tyler handed him from his bag and shows it to Sonny.


SONNY: Oh no, not...
WILL: And...Sonny, he liked my work so much that...offered me a job. A good job, I'd be the one writing all public relations releases for EnerNext.
SONNY: Oh no, NO way.


Will is taken aback by Sonny's visceral refusal.




Victor opens the doors to the board room to find a room filled with executives from various divisions of the corporation, including Kate, Billie, Lucas, and Justin. Tyler walks in alongside Victor, and the two prepare to sit down at the head of the table.


VICTOR: Good afternoon, everyone. I trust we will be able to settle this with some expediency, as my grandson's so-called memorial service will be held later this afternoon. 


Kate looks over to Lucas, hiding her mouth with her one hand as she whipsers to him.


KATE: Poor old fool still thinks there's a chance that boy's alive.
LUCAS: Well, he's right. There's no body.
KATE: That means nothing, it's all just an attempt to keep the votes in his favour and you know it.


Victor continues to speak, grabbing an envelope from Tyler as he continues his announcement to the room.


VICTOR: Now on that note, as we have no actual confirmation of Brady's untimely demise, I move to have his place on the board retained until such time as there is an official death certificate issued by the coroner's office.
BILLIE: Well, Victor, that could take months!
VICTOR: I'm well aware of that. I'm not jumping the gun on this. Brady is family, and I'm not giving up on him, unlike some of his so-called friends in this damn town. So on that note, and in the absence of his father, I will act as Brady's proxy on today's vote.


Kate rolls her eyes and looks to Lucas again.


KATE: Told you.
LUCAS: But will that give him enough votes to win?
KATE: Not sure, there's a couple wild cards. But I will say this, if Victor does get his way, start looking for a new job. Fast.


Victor opens his briefcase, pulling out paper packages which he begins handing out to the members of the board gathered around the table. Once the paperwork is handed out, Victor continues.


VICTOR: Now, the matter at hand today is a motion put forth by one of our board members, one that I am fundamentally opposed to, I might add. It is, as a costcutting matter, whether or not to shed our television operations. I need not explain to you the service our TV station will provide us in the fight against the loopy treehuggers who want to shut EnerNext down. If we shut down the TV station and sell it off, sure it will save us some money. However, if we don't get this fracking operation on the right side of public opinion, this company will be in very real danger of brankruptcy, and we can't let that happen.


Tyler steps in at this point, continuing Victor's statement.


TYLER: Now, I would like to have the board member who put forth the motion to have their say. Justin?


Justin Kiriakis stands, buttoning his suit jacket button as he begins. He begins with a bit of trepidation, but picks up steam quickly, as his lawyer instincts kick in.


JUSTIN: Ahh yes. Thank you, Tyler. Now, as I am legal counsel for Titan, and, by extension, EnerNext, I have brought forth this motion to prevent any possible...concerns we may have down the road, particularly with regards to any potential anti-trust lawsuits, as well as a particularly glaring conflict of interest between Titan TV and its reporting on the EnerNext deal. 


Kate leans over once again, to Billie this time, and whispers her rolling commentary yet again.


KATE: Uh oh. Dear old Uncle Vic's gonna have some choice words for little Justin.


Billie looks at her mom with a smile, trying not to laugh.


BILLIE: (whispering) Mom, stop!
KATE: (whispering) Well, it's true! If I'd done something like this, Victor would've had me hung.


Justin tries to ignore Kate and Billie, barely giving the faintest of eye rolls as he continues to make his case to the board.


JUSTIN: While I am fully in support of the EnerNext proposal, I...do think we would be better off long term avoiding possible FCC fines, that could be in the region of tens of millions of dollars, if not more. The revenue from the EnerNext deal may not be enough to offset the potential disastrous effects of the FCC fines, and we may end up in an even worse situation than we're in already. Thank you.


The board members flip contientiously through the handouts provided, and there is a bit of a pause between the end of Justin's speech and when Victor rises back up from his seat at the head of the board room table to finish up.


VICTOR: Thank you, Justin. Now, with that, I would like to quickly ask if there are any concerns or questions from the board before we vote.


Victor takes a quick pause, looking around the room, as do all the other board members, eager to see what the others in the room have to say. When no one speaks up, Victor continues.


VICTOR: Very well. In that case. We will commence voting. If in favour of retaining Titan TV, vote Aye. If you're in favour of divestment, vote nay. Tyler Houston.
VICTOR: Nelson Hamilton.
VICTOR: Justin Kiriakis.


Victor looks at his nephew with a look of disappointment, as the vote continues to the next board member.


VICTOR: Michael Browning.
VICTOR: Billie Reed.


Billie breathes in deeply before responding.




Victor's expression changes immediately, as he looks Billie's way, shooting daggers from his eyes. He continues the voting, with a much more bitter tone in his voice.


VICTOR: Lucas Horton.


Lucas responds, never taking his eyes off his mother.




Victor looks at Lucas and Kate, noticing the communication happening between them just with their eyes. Lucas almost mouths to his mother.


LUCAS: I hope you know what you're doing.


Kate nods her response to Lucas, before the inevitable. Victor almost spits out Kate's name.


VICTOR: Kate Roberts.


Kate turns her glare the way of Victor, and, staring him down as if facing the devil himself, responds cooly.


KATE: Nay.


Victor holds his stareat Kate for a moment before looking back out to the board room before him.


VICTOR: Victor Kiriakis. Yay. And naturally, as John nor Brady is present, I will be voting for Brady by proxy, and I--


The moment these words escape Victor's lips, the board's attention is pulled away suddenly by the board room doors opening. Victor and Tyler quickly turn around, shocked by the abrupt noise behind them.


Before them, John stands in the now-open doorway, nodding his greeting to the room, with a cool confidence.


JOHN: Sorry, I'm late, everyone.


Victor looks at John with a stoic look, but dread lingers behind his eyes.







Written by A. Washington-Beeby

Story Consultants: ML Cooks & C. Nathaniel Richardson

Sheryl picks up the phone in her office at Titan, she begins a conversation with a mysterious person, whom she is obviously very familiar with.

SHERYL: (into phone) Hey, it's me.

After a pause, she continues.

SHERYL: Yeah, I'm still in Salem. Look, you remember how you owe me a little...favour?...Yeah. So does that mean you're in? ...No, you'll have to come here first. (laughs) That's right. Okay. I'll keep in touch. Bye.

Sheryl puts down the phone and smiles broadly, before looking for a file, and heading from her office. She strides confidently to the door and closes it with a confident flourish.


Gabi sits at Hope's desk, pleading with her to look into Nick's supposedly renewed drug use.


GABI: Please, Hope. You have to go talk to Nick. You're my only hope.

Hope looks down, deep in thought about the decision before her.

After a pause that feels like an eternity, Hope answers.

HOPE: Alright. I'll do it.

Gabi beams with happiness at Hope's decision.

GABI: Thank you! Thank you so much, Hope. I know I'm asking a lot but...you may have saved my life.

Gabi stands up and hugs Hope tightly. Hope reciprocates but with much less intensity than Gabi, as though she's still contemplating her decision.

HOPE: No problem, Gabi. I'll let you know how it goes, alright?

GABI: Okay! Thanks again, I know it's...I know it's a huge thing to ask of you, I just...want you to know that I do appreciate it.

HOPE: Don't mention it.

Gabi grabs her purse and walks quickly out of Hope's office, waving goodbye as she does. Once outside the door, Gabi breathes a heavy sigh of relief, knowing that her plan has, so far, worked.

Inside, Hope sits back down, shaking her head at the dilemma she faces.


Daniel steps over to the nurses' station at University Hospital, where Maxine stands, staring into her computer. Despite this, Maxine knows Daniel is there.


MAXINE: Dr. Jonas, how are you this morning?

Maxine looks up to see a rather hungover doctor standing before her. She raises an eyebrow, knowingly.

MAXINE: Mmmhmm, that's what I thought.

DANIEL: Maxine, I don't want to hear it.

MAXINE: Did you at least have a good time last night?

Daniel looks away, hoping to avoid answering her question. Maxine continues to stare Daniel down.

DANIEL: Ehhhh...you could...say so.

Maxine sees a bit of a glimmer in Daniel's eye and gives him a knowing look. Her smirk disarms Daniel a bit, and he leans in to speak in confidence to her.

DANIEL: I can't tell you anything more than that.

Maxine makes a mock-insulted face, and Daniel laughs before walking away.

As Daniel walks away, he looks down at his notes. About to make his rounds, he notices the first name on the page. Theresa. He looks up at her hospital room door and sighs, struck by the sadness of the situation.


Kim sits in the waiting room outside Aiden's office as Aiden's secretary hangs up the phone at the desk next to Kim. She looks at Kim with a smile.

SECRETARY: Mr. Jennings will see you now, Ms. Brady.

Kim stands up, smiling politely.

KIM: Thank you.

Kim timidly opens the door to Aiden's office and steps in, closing it carefully behind her.

AIDEN: Ms. Brady! Good to meet you. My name's Aiden Jennings.

Aiden strides over to Kim confidently and shakes her hand. Aiden smiles warmly, while Kim looks up with a bit of trepidation, smiling only momentarily, almost sheepishly.

KIM: It's...great to meet you, Aiden. Please, call me Kim.

Aiden motions for Kim to have a seat at his desk, at which point Aiden steps back towards his side of the desk.

AIDEN: Please, Kim. Have a seat. So what is it I can help you with, exactly?

KIM: Well...I need you to give me a little advice about a family...situation.

AIDEN: Okay...what exactly is it?

KIM: It's my daughter, Theresa. She's been in an accident, and she's...unfortunately in the hospital.

Aiden looks at Kim with concern.

AIDEN: I'm...really sorry to hear about that. Is there a problem at University Hospital or something?

KIM: Well...no.

AIDEN: Then what's the problem?

KIM: To be blunt, I need you to find a way to keep Billie Reed out of Theresa's hospital room.




Marlena and John are in Marlena's office at the hospital, as Marlena steps back from John, stunned at what he'd just told her.

MARLENA: I'm sorry? You saw what?

John steps forward towards Marlena, who is still upset by John's sudden change of heart about salvaging their marriage.

JOHN: The first thing I see when I come back to town, Doc. You and...Roman. I saw you comforting him on that bench, Doc.

MARLENA: You have absolutely no idea what that was about, John!

JOHN: No. I do.

MARLENA: How could you possibly?! You've been gone for months! No one's heard boo from you! And suddenly you know exactly what's going on?

John holds up his hands to indicate to Marlena to calm down. Marlena doesn't agree.

MARLENA: NO! NO! No you do not...

JOHN (talking over her) Doc, I'm not saying what you think I am...Doc. Come on now.

MARLENA: I was comforting Roman because he...

JOHN: Doc! You don't have to explain anything to me. Just...be good to him. Alright?

Marlena looks at John with confusion in her face, realizing that John isn't upset but giving her up.


John sighs heavily, visibly pained by what he has to tell Marlena, but he finally struggles to spit it out.

JOHN: My lawyers will contact you in the morning. We'll get the divorce proceedings finalized. I want this to be quick and painless for both of us.

MARLENA: John! What do you mean?

JOHN: I mean it's time we let this go, Doc. Look, I...I can't talk about this any further but...this is just...it's how it has to be, okay?

John heads for the door and steps into the hall. Marlena can only stand still in shock as he leaves.

JOHN: I'll be gone by morning.

MARLENA: What...John? JOHN!

Marlena follows John to the door as he walks off. She stops and looks on with hurt and utter confusion on her face as he disappears into the busy hospital.


Aiden thinks for a moment before standing up from his desk and pacing the room.

AIDEN: I mean...this is a big step. Is this Billie...Miss Reed is she...is she a threat to Theresa at all?

Kim sneers at the thought of Billie as she responds.

KIM: Well, if you ask me she's a threat to anyone within a 100 mile radius of her.

AIDEN: Okay, but...legally. Can we make a case against this woman? Because you can do one of two things here, y'see. You can either just talk with the hospital administration and ask that Theresa be put under a stricter visitor list. Only immediate family admitted, and those usually work but they're...hard to enforce in a hospital the size of University Hospital.

KIM: Right. I mean...I used to work at University Hospital so I know that all too well.

Aiden walks over to the edge of his desk and sits on the corner of it, looking at Kim for some kind of response.

AIDEN: Exactly, and then there's a restraining order, which is effective, but...extreme.

Kim looks up at Aiden with a sudden shift in demeanour. Suddenly her near-timidity vanishes and a look of steel resolve flashes in her eyes as they stare unwaveringly at Aiden.

KIM: That woman has done more damage to my family than anyone, even Stefano DiMera could dream of. I want her away from my daughter if it's the last thing I do.

Aiden's eyes immediately widen at the fire that emerged in Kim's eyes, deadlocked into his own.


Kate looks at Billie with some slight confusion in her face before she snaps back to her usual calm, collected visage.

KATE: Nick Fallon has absolutely nothing to do with anything I do. I was just saying that Nick was telling me that he overheard from a board member on the elevator this morning that we may end up with major fines from the FCC if we keep the station. The conflict of interest in this is crystal clear, Billie.

BILLIE: Well...he has a point. But I don't know why you're trusting conjecture from Nick.

KATE: Because he's right more often than he's wrong. Whether he's a psychopath or not.

Kate grabs her briefcase and heads for the door of her office.

KATE: Now. We have a board meeting to go to. Can I count on you to vote with me on this?

Billie mulls it over for a moment before responding. She nods hesitantly.


Kate smiles and opens the door to her office.

KATE: Good! Let's go then!

Kate motions Billie from her office and she and her daughter head for the board room.

As they walk into the lobby, Lucas steps off the elevator, much to Kate's delight. She quickly motions her son over to her side.

KATE: Ahhh! Lucas! I have something I need to talk to you about.

Wrapping her arm over Lucas' shoulder, Lucas looks over to her with a more than bit of worry in his eyes as they walk off to the board meeting.

LUCAS: Uh oh. What did you do now?


Nick is in his lab, making a face of pain as he pinches the bridge of his nose. Still reeling a bit from his hangover, he reaches into his briefcase, and pulls out the bottle of "Aspirin" from his bag. Quickly walking over to the water cooler, he grabs a paper cup and downs the pill and the water.

Refreshed, and trying to shake off the hangover pains, he walks back to his bag, closing it up when he gets a call from Sheryl. Looking at his phone before answering, he answers with a cocky smile on his face.

NICK: Yeah, just packing up to head home for lunch...well why wouldn't I?...Yeah. Everything's gonna work out exactly according to plan.


JJ stands in the Horton living room, and looks at Jennifer before holding up his hands in surrender.

JJ: Okay, you got me. I was driving Abigail to the airport this morning.

JENNIFER: What? What do you mean? Where is Abby?

JJ: She's in Europe.

Jennifer tenses with worry, she almost explodes at JJ from the shock of his news.


JJ: It was for work, it's...DiMera...it's a...project they wanted specifically her to work on. It was...really last minute.

JENNIFER: I...she didn't even...consult with me. She didn't...she's not fit to fly, she just got out of hospital a few hours ago, I mean...

JJ holds his mom's shoulders, hoping to make her feel a little more relaxed.

JJ: Look...Mom, I tried to talk Abs out of going but...it's just...for a few weeks, it's not a huge deal, okay?

JENNIFER: OH that's what YOU think!

Jennifer makes a beeline for the phone, but JJ follows her and stops her before she can pick it up.

JJ: Mom, what are you doing?

JENNIFER: I am going to call the airport and stop them before that plane takes off.

JJ: You can't! It's already taken off. They left hours ago.


Jennifer looks at JJ with at first appears to be shock but soon changes into one of disappointment. She backs away from her phone and looks at JJ with intense sadness.

JENNIFER: How could you let her do this, JJ? How could you just...ship your sister off to the DiMeras.

JJ looks away, shaking his head as well at his mother's grave accusation. At the same moment, Jennifer grabs her jacket and purse from the table, never once taking her eyes off JJ.

JJ: Mom...MOM, where are you going?

JENNIFER: I'm going to have a little chat with your sister's boss.

JJ: Mom! I don't...

Jennifer doesn't listen and slams the door shut before JJ can get a word in. JJ is left behind, holding back his urge to slam his fist down.



Welcome to the first of a few entries to start off the year for those of you who have been reading along and especially for those of you who haven't (so far). 2014 at my DAYS blog have seen a very exciting year (hopefully more exciting than on TV anyway), filled with intrigue and excitement.

This first entry for 2014 will be going over one of the central stories I've been working on for 2014, and will continue well into the new year. The saga of Titan and it's big oil partner, EnerNext.

EnerNext: The Corprate Saga Continues


Upon Nick Fallon's misadventures in the river in the Winter of 2013 at the hands of Gabi Hernandez, Kate Roberts, and Sami Brady, Nick was presumed dead. However, a nature-loving Brit by the name of Percy rescued Nick from a wet and icy death, taking him to his secluded cottage in the woods north of Salem, where Nick was able to recuperate, as well as plot his revenge against everyone who had wronged him.

Speaking with Percy at length during those long days in the cabin, Nick discovered a plan by a major energy company, EnerNext, to buy up all the land in the rural area north-west of Salem. The area was found to have a potentially lucrative fossil fuel deposit buried beneath it, mostly in hard-to-access tar sands in the soil. EnerNext needed to purchase Percy's many acres of land to commence their fracking operations. However, as Percy is an environmentalist, and avid owl-watcher, he could simply not sell his land, knowing the owls he found so fascinating would be driven away by the clear-cutting, and the extreme amount of pollution created by EnerNext's operation.


Nick grew sympathetic to Percy's problems, and, upon blackmailing Kate Roberts into rehiring him at Titan subsidiary MadWorld, promised to assist him in taking down EnerNext, if in exchange, Percy assisted him in taking down Nick's enemies. Luckily for both of them, they shared a few enemies in common.

After researching the situation, Nick decided to find an ally in the press to help him in his mission. He tracked down Nicole Walker, who worked as an investigative reporter for Titan TV. Nicole, desperate to get a foothold in the news business once again after her disasterous stint working for Eric Brady at St. Luke's, was initially repelled by the story of a local birdwatcher reticent to sell his land to a corporation. She was equally repelled at the thought of dealing with a convicted murderer and all-around sleaze like Nick. But the more she dug into the story, the more the story excited her. Here was a story that could really launch her career back on track. The only missing piece of the puzzle was: Who was pulling the strings to get the funding and the local backing for the project?

Nick did some digging, and uncovered the very convenient truth, that EnerNext was dealing very closely with a local firm, one that Nick could easily use to his and Percy's advantage: Titan. This was less convenient for Nicole, however. Confronting EnerNext's CEO at the company's press conference held at Horton Town Square. Her barrage of tough questions for Tyler Houston, EnerNext's CEO, ranged from the environmental impact of the fracking operations, to the perception of environmental racism by virtue of the much richer oil deposits near the more affluent east end of Salem. After several minutes of questioning, punctuated by a gathered crowd of hundreds of protesters, eagerly rooting for Nicole as she put Tyler on the hot seat, Tyler finally was rescued by a visibly angered Victor, who erupted from behind the temporary stage built for the conference. Tyler announced at that moment that Titan would be acquiring EnerNext's operation.

Nicole was stunned and angered, having put the fate of her career in jeopardy now that she realized that the very people she was fighting in this story were her own employers. Nicole confronted Nick about the revelation, realizing almost instantly that Nick knew that Titan and EnerNext were to merge, and didn't say anything to her about it, as it would inevitably lead to Nicole giving up the story. However, Nicole didn't realize that while she was making a fool of herself at the press conference, Nick was covering his bases, and broke into Nicole's office at Titan TV, attempting to steal back the information Nicole had collected about EnerNext during her investigation. What he came away with wasn't what he was looking for, but was much more beneficial to him.

Upon opening the folder, Nick discovered evidence that Nicole had withheld from Eric regarding the identity of the doctor that created the drug cocktail used by Kristen DiMera to rape then-Father Eric, as well as the makeup of the drug itself. When Nick confronted Nicole with the evidence, Nicole was forced to continue working on the story, consequences be damned. But Nick knew to keep everything under the radar, as he had another ace up his sleeve.

While digging for information, Nick stumbled upon Sheryl Connors, MadWorld's newest graphic designer, in a dark office with her friend Jordan Ridgeway. However, Nick recognized the two immediately as their true identities, Kaylie Matthews and Siobhan McKinnon: Environmental activists accused of blowing up a bank in Canada during the G8 Protests. Nick knew that they were both where they weren't supposed to be, and that they all had the same goal: bring down EnerNext and Titan. By threatening to out Sheryl and Jordan as their true identities, Nick secured their complicity in his plans.

However, none of them were aware that Kate Roberts was already a step or two ahead of them. With Kate insanely jealous of Jordan's budding relationship with Rafe Hernandez, Kate had hired a private investigator to find out any information he could about Jordan Ridgeway's past. But, after sneaking into Jordan's apartment and uncovering her collection of fake IDs, it took very little time to find out who Jordan really was.


Presenting the proof of Jordan's real identity to Roman Brady, Kate hoped to be rid of Jordan once and for all. Not so. Due to a legal loophole, Kaylie (Jordan) and Siobhan (Sheryl) had been acquited for the bank bombing in Canada. Roman knew that the two women were up to something, however, and agreed to help Kate find some answers before it was too late. Roman approached the ISA to bring Kate's daughter, ISA agent Billie Reed back to Salem, under the guise of working alongside her mother at MadWorld Cosmetics, all the while actually protecting her and helping her take down Sheryl and Jordan.

The next step in Nick's plan would be to break apart all the elements that would allow the fracking project to become a reality. Knowing that Titan TV was a crucial element in Titan/EnerNext's plan to make the community see the benefits of the oil sands project, essentially rendering Titan TV to little more than a source of corporate propaganda, Nick set about ensuring the TV station became an entity independant of Titan. Knowing that Victor's brazen dismissal of FCC regulations, and basic journalistic principles would not sit well with the Titan board, and also recognizing not only would it look better on Titan if they shed the money-losing TV operation, he set about influencing (read: blackmailing) the members of the board that he could control. Namely Kate.

Using what he knew of Kate's involvement in his attempted drowning, Kate is tasked with influencing the vote against Victor's plans to retain Titan TV, thus giving an independent voice to the news against the EnerNext oil sands project, allowing Nicole to continue investigating and reporting the potential dangers of allowing the project to come to fruition, and breaking apart the Titan empire piece by piece, all under the guise of saving Titan's shareholders money.

Who stands to gain from Titan's loss of their TV station? And who is giving Nick orders? None other than Stefano DiMera.

Are Nick's intentions simply to right past wrongs and save Percy's land from destruction at the hands of big oil? Or is there something much more sinister at work?

Please feel free to comment and to ask questions. And thanks all of you who read my Days of Our Lives every week! Happy 2015!




Written by A. Washington-Beeby

Story Consultants: ML Cooks & C. Nathaniel Richardson

Nick steps off the elevator at the MadWorld offices at Titan. Making his way over to one of the offices, he knocks gently on the door.

A voice from inside calls out.

SHERYL: Come in.

Nick sees himself in, and Sheryl, sitting at her desk, working on her laptop, looks up. Realizing who it is, is displeased at seeing him.

SHERYL: Not the time.

NICK: Oh, come on! Don't you have time for old friends?

SHERYL: I do. For friends.

NICK: Needlessly harsh, Sheryl.

Sheryl looks up from her computer, staring at Nick, as if staring long enough will make him disappear.

SHERYL: What do you want?

NICK: We need to go over a few things before the vote today. What is going to be our next move?

Sheryl's interest is piqued. She closes her laptop and looks at Nick with a sudden interest.


Gabi walks up to the door of Hope's office at the Salem PD. She pauses a second before knocking, and breathes in deeply, as though the deep breath will give her the confidence to carry out her next step.

GABI: (softly, to herself) Okay, Gabi. You can do this. You've got to. We have to get Nick out of our lives for good. Especially for Ari.

Gabi knocks on Hope's door. Inside, Hope shuffles papers around her desk, before stepping over to the door to open it.

HOPE: Gabi! What a nice surprise!

Gabi stands nervously on the other side, flashing an awkward smile as she tries to look Hope in the eyes but is fairly unsuccessful. Hope can sense her tension.

GABI: Hey...Hope. Uh...Can I come in?

Hope steps back from the door, motioning Gabi inside.

HOPE: Sure.

Hope steps back, giving Gabi the chance to come in, and sit down in front of her desk, as Hope slides in behind it. They both have a seat, as Hope attempts to suss out Gabi's very nervous mood.

HOPE: So...what's happening? How's Ari?

GABI: She's good. She's growing every day I see her. I just...I'm so proud to be her mom.

HOPE: You know, I really need to come visit you guys one of these days. I've just been so swamped with work lately I haven't had much of a chance.

GABI: Oh we'd love it. And bring Ciara with you!

Hope smiles warmly.

HOPE: I'm sure she'd love that. So...what can I do for you?

Gabi sighs before she speaks, still working out exactly what to tell Hope.

GABI: Well...it's Nick. I'm really worried about him, and I was hoping...you could help.

Hope looks concerned, raising her one eyebrow in curiosity.


Marlena sets the manila envelope down on her desk, shaking her head at John's news.

MARLENA: What happened to the John who sent me that letter all those months ago? Asking me to forgive him, and that we should give it another chance?

JOHN: That was a long time ago, Doc. Things have changed a lot since then.

MARLENA: I'll say. Not a word from you since then, while your son went off the rails and drove into the lake. And where have you been?

John looks down, silent. Marlena refuses to accept his silence as an answer.


John looks up, shaking his head.


JOHN: I can't tell you.

Marlena slams her fist on her desk. Fed up with John's secrecy.

MARLENA: NO! I do NOT accept that!




Sheryl sits at her desk, thoughtfully contemplating Nick's question about their post-board meeting plans. Finally she speaks.

SHERYL: Well...I think we better start getting our troops on the ground, shouldn't we?

NICK: And what exactly do you mean by that?

Sheryl smirks, looking up at Nick with a look that's equal parts evil genius and seductress.

SHERYL: I know someone who can help us out. Get everyone mobilized in the right way. Trust me, he's come through before.

Nick's interest is piqued. He steps slowly towards Sheryl, almost as though the two are flirting.

NICK: And....does this someone have a name, perchance?

Sheryl's smirk grows, she breaks gaze with Nick and turns back to her computer.

SHERYL: Don't you know not to put all your cards on the table straight away?

NICK: Oh come on, Siobhan, now you're not playing fair.

Sheryl looks back at Nick momentarily, holding a finger up ready to wag.

SHERYL: Now now, Salem names!

Nick rolls his eyes playfully.

SHERYL: You know, Nick, if you want me to trust you, you're going to have to start trusting me a little more. I'll tell you more when I have things confirmed. Okay?

Nick shakes his head, a sly grin across his face. He gets up and heads for the door. Sheryl smiles and picks up her phone, starting to dial.


JJ walks into the Horton house, as Jennifer is preparing to leave for work. She looks surprised to see JJ coming in.

JENNIFER: JJ. What are you doing out so early?

JJ stops awkwardly in the doorway, trying to come up with an excuse on the fly to deflect from what he was actually up to.

JJ: Mom! I...uh...didn't expect you to still be home. I...left something I needed for school.

JENNIFER: Right...why exactly don't I believe you?

JJ: I don't know, Mom. Do you ever?

Jennifer looks at JJ, shooting him a disapproving glare.

JENNIFER: JJ, I thought we were past this. Look, I know that right now, I'm not getting the whole story. And I know something strange is going on because your sister didn't even come down for breakfast this morning, and you were out of the house before the crack of dawn when usually I have to pry you out of your bed if you have to be up any earlier than noon, so you'd better fess up, RIGHT now, Mister!

JJ looks away, knowing he's been caught. He struggles to come up with an answer for his mother.


Hope sits at her desk in her office, and looks over to Gabi, concerned about what she has to say.

HOPE: Okay, what's wrong with him?

Gabi breathes in deep, looking very concerned, as she concocts her story to Nick's cousin.

GABI: Well...see...I...I've been spending some time with Nick since he's come back from...New York...and...

HOPE: Have you? Good, I think Nick really needed that.

Gabi gives a weak smile in Hope's direction before returning to her contemplative look. Gabi looks away from Hope as she speaks, nervously telling her story. Occasionally catching herself and looking at Hope, whose intense gaze makes Gabi even more nervous.

GABI: Well, I hope so. I just...I don't think it's really doing much good...see...I've been noticing Nick's been acting really...strange since he's been back. He's just...he's not been his usual self.

HOPE: What are you saying?

GABI: I...Hope, I think Nick's using again. And if he is, I'm worried about what he'll do.

HOPE: Gabi, I don't think you have--

GABI: Hope, please. I wouldn't ask you unless I was really desperate. And I know he's your family but...you're the only one who can stop him. You know what he's capable of when he's hooked.


Hope looks at Gabi, brow furrowed and unsure what to make of Gabi's concerns.

HOPE: What do you expect me to do though? You want me to throw him in jail? Gabi, he's just completed his parole. He's just getting his life back. I can't do that to him!

GABI: But that's the thing, Hope. He's not. He's throwing it away again. Don't you see? You have to stop him. I'm afraid. For him. For me. For Will, Sonny...especially for my daughter. Please, Hope.

Hope looks away, lost suddenly in thought. Gabi's passionate pleas have given her the confidence to look straight towards Hope, as Gabi tears up, the genuine fear in her eyes becomes clear to anyone looking at her.


John sighs, standing up from his seat in front of Marlena's desk. Marlena looks up, not believing that John's prepared to walk out now.

MARLENA: What, that's it? You're just going to walk out now? Drop a bomb and leave?

John stops and turns around, pained to even talk to Marlena right now, especially knowing how badly he's hurting her.

JOHN: Doc, look. There's nothing we can say to each other right now that's gonna help either one of us.

MARLENA: Oh no. You don't get away that easily, John. We have plenty to talk about.

JOHN: Like what, Doc? What good it is gonna do to rehash everything.

Marlena sighs, trying to keep cool. She walks around the other side of her desk and takes John's hand tightly.

MARLENA: It'll do me a lot of good, and that should mean at least something to you.

JOHN: Doc, don't do this. Don't make this any--

MARLENA: ...Any what? Any harder than it has to be? I will make this as difficult as I want if it's the only way to get any answers out of you. Now you listen to me. Why are you doing this? You're just going to let Kristen win after everything she's done to you, and me, and Brady? This is exactly what she wants.

JOHN: Doc, this isn't about Kristen anymore...

MARLENA: Then what is it?

Marlena grabs both of John's arms, trying to keep him in place instead of running away. John looks as though he doesn't want to engage.

MARLENA: John, I have been there for you through way too much. From trying to figure out who you really are, after everything Stefano has done to both of us, all that time that I stood by you, even when Stefano had you...acting like you didn't even feel love...I was there. And it ends because of THIS?? This is absolutely nothing compare--

JOHN: Doc, you don't understand. At all. There is something that...none of us can fix.

MARLENA: Then what about this?

Marlena walks back behind her desk and pulls out the letter John sent her from Europe many months ago from her desk drawer. She holds it up sternly. John knows exactly what letter it is and has to look away, knowing he's getting emotional.

JOHN: I told you, Doc. Things have changed since then.


JOHN: Oh would you just stop it?!

MARLENA: I absolutely will not. I want to know what changed, John. You owe me that. I fought for YEARS to get back to you. I fought so hard for you, through everything. I never stopped believing in us, through Alex, through Kristen, Stefano, when Roman was ill...and now this. And now, after giving me this tiny little shred of hope...that's it?

John looks down, trying so hard to keep himself together, he can't conceive of looking up. Marlena walks up to John, around to make sure she's facing him.

MARLENA: This letter meant enough for you to send to me, so I want to know why you're here now trying to tear us apart. It is obvious that you're hurting as much as I am, so what is it?

John finally snaps, looking Marlena dead in the eye, an anger and sadness in his voice.

JOHN: Alright, you want the truth so badly, I'll spill. It's Roman.

Marlena looks at John, a look of confusion and disappointment on her face.






Written by A. Washington-Beeby

Story Consultants: ML Cooks & C. Nathaniel Richardson

Will walks into Club TBD, wearing his best (and only) suit. He looks around the room before spotting Tyler in the corner of the room. Tyler looks up from the drink menu and flags Will down. Will acknowledges Tyler, then heads his way. Before sitting down, the two shake hands firmly.

WILL: Mr. Houston is it?

TYLER: Indeed it is. How are you doing, Will?

WILL: I...umm...I'm...well, a bit nervous, if I'm being honest.

TYLER: Not a single reason in the world for that. Sit down, let's talk.

WILL: Certainly, Sir.

As Will sits down, Tyler motions to him as if to tell him to stop.

TYLER: No, no. Call me Tyler.

WILL: Uh, sure.


TYLER: Listen, Will. I have to admit I stumbled upon your work quite by accident.


TYLER: Yes, I was introduced to...I think she's your aunt?

WILL: Oh, Maggie.

TYLER: Well, she showed me some of your writing, and...I've got to say, you have a real talent.

Will smiles nervously.

WILL: Well, thank you.

TYLER: You're more than welcome. I think it will be a huge asset to us over at EnerNext when you start next week.

Will stops suddenly, doing a double take.


EJ stands alone in the DiMera living room. Now dressed, he looks over his phone momentarily, quickly texting someone, a concentrating look on his face. He is interrupted by Harold stepping into the room.

HAROLD: Pardon me, Sir. But Miss Hernandez is here to see you.

EJ: Oh, send her in, Harold.

HAROLD: Certainly, Sir.

Harold steps aside, allowing Gabi to walk cautiously through the open double doors to the living room. Gabi steps in, and Harold closes the doors up behind her. Gabi immediately steps over to EJ and speaks in almost whisper tones.

GABI: Are we alone?

EJ: We are. Father went off to take care of some business. What happened?

GABI: Well...he took it.

EJ: And...?

Gabi gesticulates, looking for the right word to fill in what she's trying to express.

GABI: And...I don't know. He was...creepy as always.

EJ: Did he say anything about Kate and Samantha?

GABI: Nope. I mean...he's just...he thinks we slept together last night.

EJ looks to Gabi, shocked and displeased.


EJ: What? I mean...you didn't, did you?

Gabi looks to the side, unsure of an appropriate response.

GABI: Well...I mean...technically.

EJ: Gabriella. Seriously? Why would you be so damned stupid?


John stands outside Marlena's office at the hospital. He holds the manila envelope containing the divorce papers in his hands, hesitating to go in.

He stops, recalling the scene from the previous night that he spied between Roman and Marlena.

John flashes back to seeing Marlena and Roman hold each other on the bench at Horton Town Square, Marlena holding Roman tightly as Roman rubs her back tenderly.

John winces at the thought of the scene, but inhales deeply, attempting to keep his composure as he raises his one hand.

He knocks three times on Marlena's door.




Will blinks repeatedly, thinking that this will snap him back to reality and that misheard what Tyler, sitting across the table from him at Club TBD, has just offered him.

WILL: I'm sorry?

Tyler laughs as he speaks, knowing he's caught Will off guard.

TYLER: Well, don't just sit there saying two words at a time, tell me what you think about working for us!

Will stops and thinks for a second, barely having time to let it sink it.

WILL: Wait, you....I mean I'd love to but...here I am making a total jackass of myself, I just...did you just offer me a job?

TYLER: Will, you're a very persuasive, evocative writer. And the best part is, you're an outsider. You have a fresh, unjaded set of eyes. You're exactly what our company needs right now.

WILL: I...uh...thank you. I...don't know what to say. I mean, at the risk of ruining things...shouldn't I have to...interview for a job first? At least apply?

TYLER: No need.

Will smiles briefly, but almost immediately goes back into a state of stunned disbelief.

WILL: Well...my dad always taught me to read over a contract before signing.

TYLER: Glad you mentioned it.

Tyler pulls a manila envelope from his bag. He hands it to Will.

TYLER: Read this over. You have until tomorrow at midnight.

Tyler gets up, closes his briefcase, and leaves the club, patting Will on the back as he heads out. Will stays in his seat, still a bit stunned by what's just gone down.


Kate stands with Billie in Kate's office, arms folded, expecting an answer to her previous question.

KATE: Well? Are you going to vote in favour of Titan keep the TV station or not?

BILLIE: Mom, I don't know.

KATE: Well, you better know soon. Victor's doing the rounds trying to...I don't know, either gather support or threaten us all into it.

BILLIE: Well, I certainly don't need that. I mean, you already took care of that for Lucas and I.

KATE: I only told you what I recommend. Honey, you're an adult, but I cannot stress hard enough what a bad idea Titan holding onto that station is.

Billie sits down, adjusting her blouse and hair in her seat to try to distract her mind from her mom's unwanted intervention. Kate leans in to try to get her attention.

KATE: Do you get it? The station is a money pit. The only reason Victor wants to keep that station is so he can use it to manipulate everyone in Salem into thinking his hairbrained scheme to turn half the town into an oil fracking operation is a good idea.

BILLIE: I don't doubt that. But why don't you let him just...do it and watch him implode?

KATE: Because if he goes down, MadWorld goes down with it. And I'm not going to let that happen.

BILLIE: Fair enough.

Kate looks at Billie, a furrowed brow.

KATE: Why are you so reticent to go along with me. You know something I don't, don't you?

Billie breathes in, a hesitant look on her face that Kate sees right through.

KATE: Spit it out, Billie. It's about Jordan and Sheryl, isn't it?

Billie takes a second to think over her words before admitting anything to Kate.

BILLIE: I think we may need to let Titan keep the station and see what they do. If we move too fast, they may react in a volatile way. They are prone to lash out when things move too fast in a way they don't like.

KATE: All the more reason to let them shed the station. Look, Nic...

Kate stops herself midsentence, knowing that tying any of this to Nick may implicate herself.


KATE: Nothing.

BILLIE: No, Mom. Not nothing. Does Nick Fallon have something to do with this?


Gabi holds up her hands, encouraging EJ to stop reacting.

GABI: No, no, no. Not....not sex. We didn't actually...have sex. Okay?

EJ: Then what DID you do?

GABI: Well, I had to make him THINK we did or else...

EJ: So you didn't actually have sex with him.

GABI: NO! My GOD, no! I would never touch that man again, not after what he did to me, are you mad?

EJ breathes a sigh of relief.

EJ: Thank God for that.

GABI: I had to stay with him to make him think we did. I did just like you asked. I took him out, I got him blind drunk and I....switched the pills for the ones your...guy gave me.

EJ: And you know for sure he took them, yes?

GABI: I watched him this morning, yes.

EJ: Good. And you're sure he doesn't know that you switched them?

GABI: Absolutely none.

EJ: Good. Okay.

EJ paces the room, as Gabi goes to sit on the couch.

GABI: So...what's our next move?

EJ: You will have to contact the police. The only person on the force that Nick will allow into his apartment is his cousin, Hope. So I would go to her.

GABI: Okay, so I have to ask her to go visit Nick and see that he's okay.

EJ: Yes. Tell her that you sense something is off about him, and has been for awhile. You suspect that he may be using pills again. Guide her to look for them, but don't be too obvious or she will get suspicious.

GABI: But...why Hope? I mean, wouldn't she have a vested interest in keeping him out of jail?

EJ laughs to himself, a cocky smile going across his face.

EJ: Hope is a cop first. She is so committed to doing things by the book of law, she'd build a bloody church around it if she could. The point of the matter is that if she knows that Nick has gone back to drugs, she will be the first to make an arrest, and she'd justify it, knowing that's what's "best for him".

GABI: I hope you're right. This...we can't afford to be wrong about this, EJ. If we let this escalate I...I'm afraid for our lives.

Gabi begins to visibly panic, and EJ rushes over to her to try to calm her down, putting his hands on her arms, almost shaking her into lucidity.

EJ: Just...trust me. Okay? This is the only way. I have already arranged everything. Okay? Once Hope makes the arrest, I've got it all set up so that Nick WILL go back to prison where he belongs, okay?

GABI: That's great but he'll make the connection that I'm the one who switched his pills and we'll all end up in prison.

EJ: No, he won't. The pills will discredit anything he has to say about it, and he has no evidence to back it up, so it's his fuzzied mind against all of you.

Gabi looks uncertainly at EJ. She sighs, trying to relax herself, but is unable to. EJ holds onto her, making sure Gabi's eyes are locked on his.

EJ: He won't able to hurt you or anybody else, I will make sure of that.

GABI: I hope you're right.

Gabi reaches around EJ and hugs him.

GABI: For Ari's sake, I hope you're right.


Marlena opens the door to her office and, upon seeing John, smiles warmly.


Marlena stops short of hugging him, though it's her first instinct.

She steps back, looking up with a now-slightly-subdued smile.

MARLENA: It's good to see you. Come in.

Marlena steps aside, allowing John to walk into her office. She closes the door behind her. She walks awkwardly behind him toward her desk.

MARLENA; So! I'm surprised you're back in Salem.

JOHN: Well, I...only got back last night.

John sits down as Marlena finds a seat behind her desk, she looks down at John before sitting down.

MARLENA: I...I see. Well, it's good to see you back.

After a moment of awkward silence, she breaks the silence.

MARLENA: I...uh...I got your letter. I...

JOHN: Doc. I...

MARLENA: I was so pleased that...you were considering...

John interrupts her, holding up his hands to stop her before she says anything that will prevent him from doing what he came to do.

JOHN: I should never have sent that letter.

Marlena is immediately and visibly taken aback. As though a shot has been fired into her chest.

MARLENA: What? What do you mean?

JOHN: I mean exactly what I said, Doc.

John looks down to avoid looking Marlena in the eyes. He fumbles with the maila envelope before placing it on the desk in front of Marlena.

Marlena looks down at it. Not even sure she wants to know the answer.

She breathes in, but takes a moment to decide whether or not to ask the question.

MARLENA: W...What are those?

John looks up, almost stone-faced at her, before finally choking out his answer.

JOHN: Divorce papers.

Marlena looks to John, her eyes welling up almost immediately.





Written by A. Washington-Beeby

Story Consultants: ML Cooks & C. Nathaniel Richardson

Outside Aiden Jennings' office, John Black makes his way down the hallway. Stopping to check the unit number, he sighs deeply as he steps in. The secretary looks up, smiling at John as he steps in.

SECRETARY: Good morning, what can I do for you?

JOHN: I've, uh...got an appointment with Mr. Jennings for 10am. It's John Black.

SECRETARY: Just a moment, Mr. Black, I'll let him know you're here.

Aiden's secretary picks up the phone and dials into Aiden's office.

John zones out, thinking to the previous night, where he spied on Marlena and Roman in a long, tight embrace. The image won't shake from his mind, to the point where he doesn't hear...

SECRETARY: Hello?! Mr. Black!

John snaps out of it, and looks back at Aiden's secretary.

SECRETARY: Mr. Jennings will see you now.

John smiles and nods his thanks to the secretary before stepping inside.

Once in, Aiden is stood behind his desk, arm extended to shake John's hand.

AIDEN: Mr. Black! Good to finally meet you.

JOHN: Just call me John, my good man.

AIDEN: Only if you call me Aiden.

JOHN: Deal.

The two men share a smile as they shake hands and sit down on either side of the desk.

AIDEN: So what can I do for you, M...John?

JOHN: I have some papers I'd like you to draw up, and the sooner the better.

AIDEN: Alright. What kind of papers?

John's face tightens at the sudden realization of what he's about to ask. He draws himself up slightly before answering.

JOHN: Uh...(sigh) divorce papers.


EJ walks down the stairs of the DiMera mansion, still in his robe. He strides into the living room, checking to see that the coast is clear before he pulls his cell phone from his pocket and dials.

EJ keeps looking around suspiciously as he answers.

EJ: (into phone) Are they gone?

EJ nods approvingly for a second, before standing in stone silence, the colour draining from his face.

EJ: (into phone) WHAT? You mean to tell me that they buggered up the bookings and they ended up on the same flight?

EJ's fury rises, as he simultaneously tries to temper it, lest he arouse suspicion or wake anyone up.

EJ: (into phone) You'd better pray those two don't notice each other on the flight or we are in serious trouble.

EJ hangs up the phone abruptly, slamming the phone down on the table, as the door to the living room opens, with a cackling Stefano sauntering in.

STEFANO: Female trouble, my son?

EJ shoots daggers from his eyes at his father.

EJ: You're awfully smug so early in the morning, Father.

Stefano pats EJ on the shouler.

STEFANO: Two espresso shots, first thing. Really gives me the pep. You know?

EJ: I'll stick to my regular french press, thanks.

Stefano sits down casually at his desk, not really watching EJ, but still speaking to him.

STEFANO: So what seems to be the problem this time?

EJ: They bumped that meddling Anne Milbauer onto Abigail's flight to Rome.

STEFANO: Why didn't you send Abigail on the DiMera jet? It would arouse far fewer suspicions.

EJ: No, father. It wouldn't. Abigail is a Horton. When a Horton does something, the whole family comes out to wish them well. I wouldn't have been surprised if Adelaide Horton rose from the dead to see her off this morning.

STEFANO: Heh, those American family values, eh?

EJ: Bloody infuriating. Now it's just a waiting game until Abigail arrives in Rome and I can confirm whether or not her and Anne have crossed paths. Then I'll know if we're safe or not.


Abigail lies fast asleep on the flight, as Anne approaches almost silently up the aisle. She stops just in front of Abby's seat and stares, a victorious smile on her face, as Anne shakes her head.

ANNE: (softly) Well, well, well. Abby Horton got knocked up, hm? Ooo this is gonna be good, hee heeee.

Anne skulks away, heading for the toilet at the back of the plane, with a huge smile on her face. Abby lies silent, blissfully unaware of Anne's presence.




Kate sits at her office desk, typing at her computer while studying a document on her desk. Billie comes in, a bit disheveled from the previous night. Kate looks at her over the top of her reading glasses as they sit at the edge of her nose.

KATE: Well, someone had a good night.

Billie looks on, not impressed by her mother's dry wit.

BILLIE: Oh no. No no no, no good. Nothing good came of last night.

KATE: I never said anything did. For one, you look like you came straight from a frat party.

BILLIE: Well, that I definitely am too old for. I think that's more Chelsea's speed.

Kate puts her reading glasses down on the desk and leans on the desk, looking inquisitively (read: nosily) at Billie.

KATE: What's his name?

Billie holds her tongue before spilling the news to her mom.

KATE: So I know him, then. Right.

BILLIE: Na--NO, Mom. You don't know him. And why exactly am I being cross-examined here?

KATE: I never said I was cross-examining you.

Kate goes back to reading over her files, looking back to give her daughter a bit of knowing sideeye.

KATE: I didn't need to, you're so nervous. I obviously don't like him.

Billie rolls her eyes. Kate doesn't even look up from the computer screen.

KATE: Don't roll your eyes at your mother. Now go home, shower, change. And be ready for the meeting this afternoon.

BILLIE: That's today?

Kate casually takes a sip of her morning coffee as she continues to talk to Billie, not looking at her once.

KATE: Yep.

BILLIE: But I thought with Brady's accident they were gonna do that next week when they had a clearer picture of whether he was...

Kate shakes her head, answering Billie's question before she even gets it out.

KATE: It's today. The board pushed for it. Now...you're still going to vote against keeping Titan TV, right?

Billie looks on, hesitating to give a definitive answer, concerning Kate.


Gabi and Nick are both sitting on Nick's bed. Nick has a half-empty glass of water in hand, having just taken a couple of pills for his headache and hangover.

After Nick's question regarding whether they'd done the deed the previous night, Gabi, unsure how to answer, looks awkwardly at Nick, before looking at him, almost shyly.

GABI: You know I....I can't remember either. I think we....we both had quite a bit. And my head's not feeling any less..clear than yours right now, quite frankly. I...

NICK: Oh shoot, I'm sorry. I should've grabbed a couple for you too, I ca--

Gabi grabs Nick's arm before he gets up off the bed.

GABI: No no no no! That's...fine. Don't worry about me, I...I just need a coffee and I'll be fine.

NICK: You sure? It's no big deal.

GABI: No, no. I'll be fine. Thanks though. Look, I...better get going, I've got a lot to take care of today.

NICK: Yeah, so do I. Today's a really important day at work, so I need to...get going too.

Nick grabs Gabi's hand. It takes everything in Gabi's power not to pull back from him, but somehow she manages.

NICK: Look, Gabi. I know we've been through an awful lot but...thank you for going out with me last night and...making sure I got home alright this morning. Means a lot.

Gabi gives a weak but earnest smile. She squeezes Nick's hand gently before pulling away, grabbing her stuff and heading out.

GABI: I'll see you soon, okay?

NICK: Maybe next time I can come visit you and Ari?

Gabi stops at the door, turning to face Nick, the same smile flashes on her face momentarily.

GABI: Sounds good. Bye Nick.

Nick watches Gabi walk out, a smile on his face as though he knows he's won.


EJ walks back into the DiMera living room, another cup of coffee in hand. Stefano continues to work at his desk, always aware of EJ being around him, but never looking up.

STEFANO: So....where is your blushing bride-to-be?

EJ rolls his eyes at his father's prying as he sits himself down on the sofa, and places his coffee cup on the table.

EJ: She left for work early. I, on the other hand, have enough on my plate, so I decided I would keep it casual this morning and try to sort of...block out all the madness I'm dealing with in the outside world. Such a shame that you're so intent on handing those exact problems to me, regardless of my intent.

Stefano finally cracks, slapping his reading glasses on the desk in front of him before he turns to face EJ, exasperated by EJ's constant barbs.

STEFANO: You know, you spend all your time trying to cover your tracks instead of just not screwing up like a normal human being. You should try doing a bit more thinking before you act instead of doing it all afterwards.

EJ: I had to do something, Father. I wasn't about to let Abigail Deveraux go blabbing to the police about Nick Fallon.

Stefano gives EJ a dismissive gesture before turning back to his work.

STEFANO: Ah! Who am I kidding? You don't need to think at all, you have me to do it all for you, then you badmouth me any chance you get.

EJ: Do you honestly think I am coming to you for advice right now? You have done absolutely nothing but try to run me out of this house and make my life and Samantha's life hell ever since Hope Brady found that damned letter in Alice Horton's foyer. And now you think I'm expected to get help from you?

STEFANO: Whether you want to admit it or not, I am trying to help you. Who was able to pull the strings to get those last minute airline tickets for your concubine and that obnoxious woman from the hospital? ME. Who arranged to have Abigail Deveraux's bastard adopted in Rome so your sleazy little indiscretion would not be found out? ME.

EJ: Oh, so now I should throw you a party? Maybe a parade would be more appropriate.

Stefano shakes his head, annoyed by his son's ingratitude.

STEFANO: You had best be careful. You will live to regret this...flippant attitude you are taking.

EJ: Will I? Because what did being loyal to you get me, exactly? It got me a one-way ticket out of this house when you decided I didn't have blood ties to you, which makes absolutely NO sense since neither does Kristen and neither does Peter, but suddenly, when it comes to ME, DNA is suddenly your only prerequisite!

STEFANO: I am sorry. How many times do I have to tell you that? I am sorry for what I put you through.

EJ: It's not enough, Father. You can't make that up to me anymore. The only thing you can do is stay out of my way.Don't meddle in my affairs. Got it?

EJ walks from the living room, heading upstairs. No sooner does EJ disappear from view, than Stefano pulls out his cell phone, making a call.


Nick stares into the bathroom mirror, brushing his teeth. Hearing his phone ring, he spits out into the sink and picks up his phone from the nightstand around the corner.

NICK: (into phone) Yeah!


Stefano speaks firmly, almost menacingly into the phone.

STEFANO: (into phone) Today is the day. Do you have everything in order?


NICK: Oh yeah. Nothing to worry about.


STEFANO: There better not be. Or you'll be joining those conniving bitches that threw you in the river at the bottom of it. Understand?


Nick, almost too flippantly, doesn't take Stefano's posturing at all seriously.

NICK: Woah! Something got you riled up! EJ must be home.



Stefano hangs up, tossing his phone on his desk, before leaning his head on his hand, pondering his next move.


Marlena finishes getting ready for the day at the penthouse when she hears her phone's text tone. While putting on her earring, she walks over to it, picking up the phone.

The message is from John:

meet me @ your office at 10. need to talk.

Marlena looks down at the text, a concerned look on her face.


John looks over the divorce papers, visibly upset at the sight of them. Closing the file folder that contains the documents, he looks up and out, seemingly at nothing.

JOHN: Sorry, Doc. But there's no other choice. We have to do this...for Roman.





Written by A. Washington-Beeby

Story Consultants: ML Cooks & C. Nathaniel Richardson


Anne storms into the airport waiting room, hankderchief tied over her head and sunglasses on to obscure her identity. She wheels her suitcase up to the front desk at the gate, where the flight attendant is typing away at her computer.

ANNE: Excuse me. How long until we board?

The flight attendant barely looks up from her computer, trying to hold in her exasperation.

FLIGHT ATTENDANT: Another ten minutes, Ms. Hillman.

Anne frowns under the glasses. Her giant sunglasses concealing most of the expression in her face.

ANNE: Listen sweetheart. I was supposed to be out of this one-horse town on the 7:15 flight, and I got bumped. Now we're 15 minutes late boarding on THIS flight. I have places to be, and all your snarky attitude is doing is making me more angry that I had to be up at 4:30 in the morning to be here for this crap.

FLIGHT ATTENDANT: Well, if you're tired, there's a coffee house just--

ANNE: ...I HAVE JUST FINISHED MY FOURTH COFFEE. If I have another one, I may take down the plane from the water weight I'm putting on. So, let's just....move it along, yeah?

FLIGHT ATTENDANT: That's nice. Seven minutes to boarding.

Anne grimaces at the flight attendant, then sits down, frustrated by the flight attendant's lack of interest in her suffering.



JJ drives Abigail to the airport. He's tired, and concerned and it shows on his face.

JJ: You know, I just...I don't get why you have to be so secretive about this.

ABBY: It's not being secretive. I just...I don't want to freak mom out over nothing. I mean...like...this is just a business trip. So what if I'm gone for a little while.

JJ: A little while? Abs, you're gonna be gone for...months. Do you seriously think Mom's gonna just...accept that you took off without a goodbye or anything?

ABBY: I had to. It...it's just...came up last minute and she knows I have to take this.

JJ: So what, you're just gonna...call her from her hotel room and be all like "Oh hey, Mom. Remember that job offer I got? Yeah, I'm there now, L.O.L, won't be back until the spring! Thanks for dinner last night!"

Abigail rolls her eyes and looks pensively out the window.

ABBY: ...Something like that.

JJ: I just...don't get it, Abs. Why are you in such a hurry to get out of here, anyway? I mean...Grandma Laura JUST came back to town and you're already...running off to California to work for the DiMeras?

ABBY: (interrupting) JJ, Enough! Stop it! Okay, I don't expect you to understand what I'm going through right now, just...please...just drive me to the airport before we miss the plane.

JJ bites his lip, sighs heavily, and after taking a moment to look at his sister, who is giving him a stern look, turns his eyes back to the road.


Kate sashays into the Titan building, briefcase in one hand, scarcely paying attention to where she's walking, as she's on her cell phone. She appears displeased, a stern look on her face. She struggles to press the "up" button at the elevator.

As she waits, she begins to speak.

KATE: (into phone) Billie, I've been calling you for the past hour, this is my fourth message. Where the Hell are you? This is big, you need to call me immediately.

Kate hangs up as the door opens. Stepping in, she sighs heavily, as she and the few others who've gathered round the door step on. As the doors close, Kate looks up to the ceiling, a worried look on her face.

The doors close, the elevator bell chimes.


The alarm clock on the bedside table goes off at the same tone as the elevator chime at Titan, startling Billie from a dead sleep. She sits bolt upright and quickly turns to stop the clock, but it isn't where it normally is. She looks around, realizing she isn't in her own bed.

BILLIE: What the...?

Billie looks over beside her as the person beside her stirs, emerging from under the covers to lethergically shut his alarm off.

It's Daniel. Billie's eyes open wide with alarm.

BILLIE: Oh god.

Daniel, groggy, looks over through his squinted eyes at her, likely not even sure what's going on around him.




Nick wakes up from a deep sleep. He stirs, groggy from the previous night's heavy drinking before the headache hits him. He winces and groans in pain.

Opening his eyes a bit more, he sees Gabi, asleep beside him. He is at once shocked and pleased, a warm smile crosses his face, as he leans over to gently kiss her, as though she is Sleeping Beauty awaiting a kiss from her prince.

Gabi is awoken by Nick's kiss and slowly opens one eye. Upon seeing Nick's face inches from hers, she bolts upright, hitting her head violently against Nick's.


NICK: Dammit!

They both fall back in pain and shock, each holding their respective throbbing heads. Gabi looks over to Nick, disoriented and angry.

GABI: Dammit, Nick! What the Hell were you doing??

Nick holds his head, wincing in pain, both from the hit to the head, and his quickly-mounting hangover.

NICK: Ughh...I was...trying to kiss you good morning and...oh my...oh my God, Gabi. Can you, can you grab me my pills from the medicine cabinet? I....ugh, I don't feel so good.

Gabi goes to get up, but quickly stops herself in her tracks before standing up. She doesn't turn around, she just freezes.

GABI: Uh...I...I can't.

NICK: What? No, seriously, they're just in the top...ugh...never mind, I'll get them myself.

Nick gets up fast and stumbles into the bathroom. Gabi breathes a sigh of relief at not having to grab the pills herself. She looks over as Nick walks back in the room with a glass of water in one hand, and the supposed headache medication in the other. Gabi smiles slightly as Nick takes the pill, washing it down with water.

NICK: You sure you're okay?

GABI: Yeah...yeah, I'll be fine...look...uh....Nick, I...

NICK: Gabi...before you say anything...obviously I was little bit...drunk last night....but...do you remember what happened between us? I mean...did we...?

GABI: Did we what....have sex?

NICK: I was gonna call it 'make love' but...did we?

Gabi hesitates to answer, thinking over whether to lie to Nick or not.


Billie lies in Daniel's bed. Her eyes wide open as she stares at the ceiling.

BILLIE: We didn't...you know...do it, did we?

Daniel lies beside her, looking at Billie, still a bit groggy.

DANIEL: Last night? I don't think so.

BILLIE: Okay, good. The last thing I remember...vaguely anyway, was Sonny Kiriakis telling us we had five minutes to finish our drinks before the club closed.

DANIEL: Yyyyeah, you...didn't finish that drink.

BILLIE: I didn't?

DANIEL: Nope...my shirt did.

Billie looks over to Daniel, a look of slight embarrassment and amusement across her face.

BILLIE: Seriously? I'm...heh...I'm sorry. How did I...do I even wanna know?

DANIEL: Probably not. You passed out mid-drink and....yeah. So I had to carry you home. I figured you wouldn't want to have to explain to your mom why I was at her door with her daughter over my shoulder like a caveman so...

Billie's full out laughing now. Holding her face in her hands to hide from embarrassment.

BILLIE: Oh no! (sighs) I'm...so sorry to do that.

DANIEL: Don't worry. I just wanted to make sure you were okay through the night. You drank pretty heavily last night.

Billie's expression sours a bit, recalling the events of the previous day and what's to come.

BILLIE: Yeah. It's been a pretty intense week. I really appreciate you spending the night with me.

DANIEL: It was great to spend the time with a lovely, charming young woman.

BILLIE: Ahhhh, yes. That charm that seduces all the Roberts ladies.

Daniel furrows his brow at Billie's comment.

DANIEL: That bothers you, doesn't it?

BILLIE: What does?

DANIEL: That I've been with your mom and your daughter...

BILLIE: ...And my brother's wife.

Daniel sighs, turning to look up at the ceiling with Billie, who hasn't really stopped.


BILLIE: I just have a hard time trusting men. I hear a few good things about you. I mean, Jennifer always told me a lot of good things whenever I'd speak to her, and...I just...you have such a history, and I....I don't really have the room to be hurt again, Daniel. I really don't.

Daniel looks to Billie, and takes his hand to motion Billie's face gently to face his.

DANIEL: Billie, I'm not looking to start a great, mad affair with you. I'm still having a hard time dealing with the fact that Jenn and I are over and done with now. So I don't want commitments, and I don't need to rush into things. Let's just...spend time together. Have fun. Smile, have a laugh. If something more comes of it, great! If not...

BILLIE: Then no one's hurt.

DANIEL: You got it.

Daniel and Billie both smile at each other. Instead of leaning in for a kiss, Billie holds up her hand, pinky finger in the air.

Daniel laughs, holding up his pinky finger and wraps it around hers, making a pact.


At the Salem International Airport, An announcement is heard over the speakers, as Anne waits, impatiently as ever, at the terminal gate, flipping brusquely through a magazine.

FLIGHT ATTENDANT: (over the speakers) Attention all passengers awaiting TSA flight 352 to Rome, we are now ready to board rows 1-12. If those seated in those rows would kindly line up at Gate 13, we will commence boarding, please have your boarding pass and ID ready.

Before the flight attendant is even halfway done, Anne has scurried, carry-on in tow, into the line. She checks furiously around her to ensure no one recognizes her as she approaches the gate.

After Anne's ID and boarding pass are inspected, she quickly scurries into the hallway leading the plane.

ANNE: Goodbye, Salem. And good riddance.


Kate steps off the elevator, and onto the floor where her office is located. She is nearly at her door when Victor approaches her from behind, a subdued jolly tone in his voice that one couldn't place as being genuine or not.

VICTOR: Kate! Just the person I was looking for.

Kate stops, turning around, an unimpressed look on her face.


KATE: Victor! Just the person I wasn't.

VICTOR: Now, now, Kate. This is a friendly visit. For once.

Kate rolls her eyes and motions Victor to come in. Before closing the door behind them, Kate turns to her secretary.

KATE: Bryce, hold my calls while Mr. Kiriakis is here.

Kate closes the door to her office, then walks past Victor, not even looking him in the eye before sitting down behind her desk.

KATE: Alright, Victor. Why the so-called friendly visit?

VICTOR: Oh come on, Kate. No need to be so hostile. I've come to thank you.

KATE: Thank me? For what?

VICTOR: Call it advance gratitude for your vote to keep Titan TV in our hands today. It's ver--

Kate sighs and looks away at Victor's obvious vote shopping. She holds up her hand to stop Victor mid-sentence.

KATE: Victor, stop! Look, I don't think you realize what you're doing, but you need to stop putting pressure on us to keep the TV station.

VICTOR: Kate, what on Earth are you talking about? I thought you were on board with this.

KATE: I was...and then I started to think about the reprecussions of this.

VICTOR: What reprecussions? You keeping your job?

KATE: Ohhh no you don't. Do you not know the first thing about ethics, Victor?

VICTOR: Ethics, shmethics! This is vital to our business!

KATE: So using your failing TV station to blatantly act as a propoganda machine for your widely unpopular oil sands project, a move that puts you in a very obvious conflict of interest situation with at least three different government organizations, potentially leading to our corporation being bankrupted by fines alone, not to mention the billions of dollars in lost investment which will cripple the oil sands project before it even gets off the drawing board. I don't know Victor. Do YOU think it's so vital?

Victor stands still, shooting daggers from his eyes at Kate.

KATE: Because I'm not willing to go down with that ship. Plug the hole now or I'll be out of my office by sundown.


Anne sits in her seat on the plane. Still in her disguise, she is antsy to get off the ground. She looks nervously out the window at the tarmac, before flagging down a passing flight attendant.


ANNE: Hi, when are we going to be taking off?

FLIGHT ATTENDANT: It won't be long now, we're just waiting on a couple more passengers to board first.

ANNE: No, no, no, no, you see...you don't understand. I was meant to leave Salem earlier this morning on the earlier flight? But they instead gave my seat away and put me on this flight, and I am tired of waiting. So these latecomers, they can suck it because I need to get going, okay?

FLIGHT ATTENDANT: Ma'am it won't be too much longer.

Another flight attendant approaches Anne with the same professional overt sweetness.

FLIGHT ATTENDANT 2: Excuse me, Ma'am. I hate to bother you but we were wondering if you would be to trade your seat for this flight.

ANNE: For what?! Listen, for all the trouble I've had this morning, you're gonna keep me right here. I worked hard for this extra two inches of leg room, I'll have you know.

FLIGHT ATTENDANT 2:: Well, ma'am, there is a pregnant lady in need of the extra leg room, so we were hoping to offer you a seat in our executive class as a thank you for your patience today.

Anne's face changes quickly to a pleased expression.

ANNE: Now THAT is more like it! Well, what are we waiting for, ladies? Let's get me upgraded!

Anne grabs her things and makes a beeline for first class. As she puts her carry-on in the overhead bin, the pregnant lady is escorted onto the plane. Anne observes that she is not showing much, but is walking a bit delicately nonetheless. As the woman passes, they don't exchange glances, as Anne is turned away from the woman as Anne adjusts her seat.

However, as the woman passes her, Anne catches a glimpse of her face from the side.

It's Abby.





Written by A. Washington-Beeby

Story Consultants: ML Cooks & C. Nathaniel Richardson


John tosses and turns in his bed at the Salem Inn. Unable to fall asleep, he looks up at the ceiling, thinking about Brady, and the opportunity he's lost to try to win his son back. He sighs heavily.

JOHN: I gotta take a long walk. Clear my mind.

John pulls back the covers and jumps out of bed. Getting dressed, he checks his back pocket of his pants for his wallet. As he pulls his wallet out, a wallet-sized picture of Brady falls out onto the floor.

Looking down, John bends down to pick it up, looking it over intensely.

JOHN: I'm not gonna let the DiMeras get away with this, Brady. Trust me.

John looks up, puts the picture away, and heads out the door.



Marlena takes a leisurely stroll through Horton Town Square. As she rounds the corner, she spots Roman coming toward her from the opposite direction. They smile at each other as they approach. Roman spreads his arms to welcome a hug to Marlena, she accepts and hugs back.

MARLENA: It's so good to see you.

ROMAN: It always is to see you, Doc.

They linger in their embrace, and as they separate, Marlena gives Roman a wistful smile, knowing what's weighing on his mind.

ROMAN: How's Theresa doing? I haven't had a chance to get to the hospital this afternoon.

Marlena looks down, trying to formulate an answer for Roman.

MARLENA: Well, it's not great. But...she made it through surgery. She...

ROMAN: She's still in a coma, is she?

Marlena nodd regretfully.

MARLENA: Kayla and Daniel aren't sure if she's going to wake up any time soon, but...for now, yes.

ROMAN: My God. How's Kimmy taking it?

MARLENA: Oh as well as can be expected, I guess. I left her at the hospital when she went in to visit. Figured I'd give her some alone time with Theresa.

ROMAN: Makes sense. I'll probably head down tomorrow, myself.

MARLENA: I think she'd like that.

Roman shakes his head in sadness at his sister and niece's fate.

ROMAN: You know, Doc. It's been so hard on Kim, all these years. She really hasn't had it easy, you know?

MARLENA: It's been hard on Theresa too. The important thing is that the family's together, and Theresa has her friends and family on her side.


Billie steps onto the elevator at University Hospital, as she steps on, she looks up and is face to face with Daniel. She's surprised, but smiles at the doctor, who smiles a wry smile back her way.

DANIEL: Fancy meeting you here.

BILLIE: Yeah, well...it's not exactly a happy visit but...

DANIEL: You're here to see Theresa, aren't you?

Billie nods sadly.

BILLIE: Yep! ...Aaaand I didn't even get a chance to see her, really.

DANIEL: You alright? You did see a little shaken up.

BILLIE: Yeah, I mean...it's not like this is the best day anyway but...(sigh) Oh, I got into a fight with Kim Brady.

DANIEL: Ahhhh. Yeah.

The two quickly stop talking. Awkwardly, they stare forward, deeply pensive, both about their respective worries.

Finally, Daniel breathes in, and breaks the silence.

DANIEL: Uh...look. I'm done my shift in a minute. If you wanted to talk, I'd be more than willing to grab a drink with you and we could...


DANIEL: ...Yeah.

BILLIE: Well, you know...(laughs) with the day I've had, hey, might as well replace one vice with another, eh?

DANIEL: I'm...not quite sure what...you...

Billie holds up her hand to stop Daniel speaking.

BILLIE: It's...it's okay. I'd love to.

Daniel smiles, but is a bit confused and concerned by Billie's statement.


EJ stands in the waiting room at the hospital, breathing in to cool down from Abby's sudden backbone growth.

EJ: I'm sorry...WHAT?!

Abby tenses, clearly uncomfortable with challenging EJ, particularly with his volatile temper.

ABBY: I said...I am not going to Italy.

EJ smiles suddenly, as he walks slowly over to the coffee maker in the waiting room. He casually pours himself a cup, laughing to himself.

EJ: Oh you are funny, Abigail.

ABBY: There is nothing funny about it, EJ. I am not going. You can't force me to just...uproot my entire life because I inconvenienced you with this baby.

EJ: You see, that's your problem, Abigail. You don't know anything at all. About me. Or this child.




Kim stands in Theresa's hospital room, arms crossed, as if to hold herself together. She looks down at her comatose daughter, a great pain within her. Kayla walks up behind her and puts a hand on Kim's shoulder.

KAYLA: You gonna be okay?

Kim looks skyward, trying to hold in her tears.

KIM: I doubt it. You know, I JUST got my Jeannie back. She finally turned to me last night. Do you know how long it's been since I've held my daughter, Kay? For her to turn to me instead of Billie or...someone else for advice? She came to me. And now...not even a day later. Here she is.

Kayla leans in as Kim turns to face Kayla and they hug tightly. Kim begins to sob on her sister's shoulder, as Kayla pats her sister gently on the back.

KAYLA: It's okay. I know.

After Kim cries a few seconds more, then pulls back and looks intently at Kayla. Kim's expression changes quickly to one of anger and she points at Kayla, driving home her point.

KIM: I want her banned, Kayla.

KAYLA: Kim, I'm serious, I don't thi--

KIM: ...I don't care! She has no business being here, she has no right to be here.

KAYLA: Kimmy, she does! She was there for Theresa. Don't you see? She needed that confidant. She had nobod--


Kayla holds back what she was going to say. Kim takes Kayla's silence for understanding, and continues.

KIM: If that woman isn't barred from my daughter's room by tomorrow morning, I will get a court order. Do you understand?

KAYLA: I'll let Daniel know.

Kim walks away, closing the door to Theresa's room behind her. Kayla stays behind, deep in thought, shaking her head at Kim's unhinged anger.


Billie and Daniel are seated at Club TBD. Taking a quiet corner booth, the two are quietly taking over their drinks, laughing and looking at each other with intensity.

DANIEL: So, I hope you're feeling a bit better.

BILLIE: A bit.

Daniel pouts jokingly, making Billie laugh.

BILLIE: I appreciate the effort though!

DANIEL: Well, at least it wasn't a total waste, then. You wanna talk about what's bothering you?

Daniel reads Billie's suddenly less bright face as a sign, and stops himself from pushing further.

DANIEL: Or maybe not?

BILLIE: It's...better left alone. I just...I had a hard day.

DANIEL: Theresa's accident?

BILLIE: Yyyep. It never gets easier as you get older, seeing your friends struggling to hold on. And the worst part in all this is that, I'm looking at this girl, hoping that, at the same time you hope they come back to you, that...maybe this could end all the pain and suffering they're going through every day.

DANIEL: You really think she's suffering that much?

BILLIE: (sigh) I really shouldn't be talking about this.

DANIEL: Okay. So then...what shall we talk about?

Billie cracks a smile again, looking at Daniel while holding up a martini in her hand.

BILLIE: Hmm...well, good doctor...I'll leave that up to you.

DANIEL: Hmmm...that sounds dangerous.

BILLIE: You never know until you try.

DANIEL: Well, I admit, I'm glad you agreed to this drink. I wasn't sure you were going to.

Billie, mid-drink, almost chokes on it, surprised by Daniel's comment. She looks at him, surprised.

BILLIE: Why would you think I'd say no?

DANIEL: Well...I mean...I've hardly had the best track record with your family, Billie. I mean...between your mom, Chelsea, and what went down with Chloe when she was with Lucas...

Billie holds up her hands, waving them to get Daniel to stop.

BILLIE: Okay, stop, stop right there. Look. I know you've got history with my family. But I also know what I see. And I see a man who's come a long way through a lot of really...kinda awful circumstances. And he's learned a lot. And I sure as Hell can't judge you based on what I've done in my time.

Daniel smiles, looking down at his drink, somewhat sheepishly.

BILLIE: You're not perfect. None of us are. And besides, I thought we agreed this was only a friendly drink, nothing serious, we were going to get away from all the seriousness. What happened to that??

DANIEL: (laughs) That's the truth, right there. I think that calls for a toast.

Billie raises her glass, smiling with a seductive glint in her eyes. Daniel raises his as well.

DANIEL: To nothing serious.

BILLIE: (laughs) Cheers to that.

Daniel and Billie toast, never taking their eyes off each other in the process.


Abigail sits in the hospital lounge in her wheelchair, incredulous at EJ's audacity.

ABBY: What the Hell is that supposed to mean, EJ? I know you love your kids. But this baby, how can you be so eager to make this baby go away?

EJ turns around, impassioned as he turns to face Abigail, raising his voice to stop her from making any further insinuations.

EJ: That is NOT what I'm trying to do, Abigail. I am trying to make sure that we are all protected.

ABBY: Oh well, that's a huge difference. So, we'll never see or hear from this child again, but we're not throwing them away, heavens no. Semantics make all the difference!

EJ: Abigail, I am not going to throw this child away. I have been kept from two of my children. One of them was dead before I even knew they existed. I was denied that opportunity. Don't you think I wanted to be there for them? To love them? To watch them grow, and become their own people?

Abby can't respond to EJ's comments. She looks down, mouth agape, trying to formulate something to say in response before finally choking something out.

ABBY: I'm sorry.

EJ: Yes, well...I just need to be clear about this. This is not about making this child disappear. I will see to that. But for your own protection, you need to take this trip. It's the only way our secret will be safe, and that we won't be put in a position that will potentially destroy us both.

Abigail laughs a bit. She shakes her head before responding to EJ's second sermon.

ABBY: You, EJ. It will destroy you. That's the thing, you see. I don't have as much to lose now, having this affair come to light, as you do. So why should I have to be the one to completely just...uproot their lives to accomodate your potential public shaming? Huh?

EJ: Fine then, Abigail. What exactly do you propose we do then?

ABBY: We can just say the baby is Chad's and that I conceived it before he was shot.

EJ laughs now, shaking his head at what he sees as Abigail's silliness and naivete.

EJ: Oh you silly little girl.

ABBY: What? It's not that far from the truth. I mean...Chad and I didn't have sex that long before you and I did.

EJ: But it was long enough that there would be questions, Abigail. You would have to induce labour early to make that story work, and that is too dangerous for the baby. I will not risk that child's health. Got it?

ABBY: Clear as mud.

EJ: Look, you have no choice about this. You have to go to Italy. Tomorrow morning, you will be on that flight.

ABBY: And what if I'm not, EJ?

EJ puts his head in his hands, unable to comprehend Abigail's bullheadedness on this subject. As EJ speaks, Abigail's defenses begin to finally break down again against the onslaught of information EJ presents to her.

EJ: I...do...do you not understand how Samantha will react to this if she finds out? Don't you get it, Abigail?? If people find out about this, it will not just be my head on a platter, you'll be on the next dish over. You should be well aware by now of the damage Samantha can cause when she's been wronged. Alright?! Think about it. Your mother, your brother, your grandmother, all of your friends and family, the scandal in the community, you'll probably never work in this town again, I mean, your father would be spinning in his grave knowing that--

ABBY: ALRIGHT! EJ...I'll do it. Just...don't ever bring up my father EVER again like that.

EJ calms down, relieved by Abby's agreement to go ahead with the move. He nods. Abby begins to sob in her chair as the gravity of the situation begins to weigh into her.

EJ: Deal.

Abby begins to wheel herself out of the room, struggling with the act through her tears. EJ walks up behind her to push her toward the elevator. As he pushes her, he leans down close to Abby and speaks softly.

EJ: And for the record, I will make sure you can see your baby whenever you like. I promise.

Abby shakes her head, completely disbelieving him.


Roman and Marlena sit on a bench at Town Square together. They sit quietly together, when Marlena turns to Roman and asks him a question.

MARLENA: You know, I just remembered, back to when you left Salem before, after you found out about John and I...I...remember...I sat down at a park bench, kind of like this one, and I remember thinking...I'm never going to have a moment just...sitting quietly with you ever again. And wishing I could.

Roman stares off into the distance. A blank expression across his face as he listens to Marlena.

ROMAN: Heh, well...a lot's happened since then.

MARLENA: It has.

ROMAN: You know, I'm glad we've been able to come together and be friends again, though. I know we had some rough times before, but it's just like you and John. No matter what comes between you, you always managed to find your way back to each other.

MARLENA: Leave it up to fate, I guess.

ROMAN: Absolutely.

Marlena smiles and looks at Roman warmly. She laughs a bit, causing Roman to turn to her, a bit confused.

ROMAN: What are you laughing at?

MARLENA: I just remembered how much you used to hate when people would talk like that in movies. We used to watch these romance movies and it'd be like pulling teeth to get you to sit through them for about an hour, and then by the end you'd be crying like a baby.

Roman makes a face at Marlena of mock disgust and disbelief.

ROMAN: I would never!

MARLENA: Oh yes you would!

ROMAN: Name ONE time!

MARLENA: I can think of about four.

ROMAN: A pack of lies, all of it!

Marlena laughs, Roman joins in moments later. As they do, John walks into the square, walking slowly behind them but far away where they don't see him. He spies their tender moment. but hangs far back, not able to hear their whole conversation.

MARLENA: And the best part was when the movie was over, you'd decide to get all romantic and run to the kitchen to get my favourite dessert.

Roman looks to Marlena, a bit of confusion still lingering on her face as she talks.

ROMAN: (softly) Doc?

MARLENA: Chocolate-covered strawberries. And you'd put them on the tray, you remember the silver one with the--

ROMAN: Doc! I don't...I don't know what you're talking about I...

Marlena looks to Roman, having forgotten about his memory failings the last few weeks. She looks guiltily at him, as Roman looks down, fighting back tears and attempting to hold back his rage. He slams his fist against the bench.

ROMAN: I don't...remember.

MARLENA: Oh Roman! It's okay.

Marlena pulls Roman in tightly, holding him closely to her, as he responds by putting his arms around her. John looks off in a distance at the scene, a great pained look on his face as the wife he turned away appears to be caressing her ex-husband.





Written by A. Washington-Beeby

Story Consultants: ML Cooks & C. Nathaniel Richardson

Nicole, at the Brady Pub with Eric looks at Caroline, surprised to simply hear that Caroline agrees with her regarding Brady's just-rechristened 'memorial service'.

NICOLE: You agree with that?

CAROLINE: Well, of course I do! A good idea is a good idea, regardless of what I think of the source.

Nicole rolls her eyes at Caroline's dig.

NICOLE: Well, then I guess you're more media savvy than pretty much anyone else of your...advanced age then.

ERIC: Nicole!

Nicole shoots a look to a disapproving Eric. Caroline ignores Nicole's comment.

CAROLINE: Look, we can have the entire thing here at the pub. It'd be my pleasure. We'll have the word put out today if you want.

ERIC: That works. I'll let Marlena and Victor know.

NICOLE: Has anyone heard from John? Does he even know?

Eric and Caroline stop, unsure what to say. Nicole looks away, feeling a bit guilty for bringing it up.



A stewardess walks up the aisle of the plane, evidently a private jet. She hands off a whiskey on the rocks to the passenger beside her, before heading off. As she hands the drink off, the captain makes an announcement over the speaker system.

CAPTAIN: Mr. Black, we will be beginning our descent into Salem International Airport momentarily. Be sure to fasten your seatbelt for landing.

John smiles wistfully as he looks out the window. He sighs heavily as he takes a sip of his drink.


In Abby's hospital room, Sami and Abby look up as Daniel walks in with Jennifer, Laura, and Liam in tow. Abby and Sami, caught off guard during a shared moment, appear stunned by their arrival, and by Jenn's panic at Abby being in hospital.

ABBY: Mom! What are you doing here?

JENNIFER: What do you mean, what am I doing here? I...you had a fall at work and you didn't even tell me?

ABBY: Mom, it's...nothing serious. I--

DANIEL: ...Uh, she's right, actually, I'm going to be discharging her right now. Abigail, the uh...last test we ran? You're all clear. Okay?

Abby nods, knowing exactly to what Daniel's referring. Daniel looks over to Liam, who momentarily shoots Daniel a vaguely menacing look, before turning his attentions back to Abby. Laura walks over to Abby's bed and gives her a huge hug.

LAURA: We're glad you're alright, honey.

ABBY: Well, thanks, Grandma.

SAMI: Oh! Abby! You should tell your family your great news!

Abby is suddenly at a loss for words, not prepared to share with the room, she stutters and stumbles at Sami's leading comment.


Billie looks up at Kim, touching her face after Kim slapped her in Theresa's hospital room. Kim stares Billie down, livid at Billie's prior accusations that Theresa's coma is, in essence, Kim's fault. Kim finally speaks, voice trembling with anger.

KIM: Don't you dare blame me for this.

Billie breathes in deeply, her temper flaring as well, but fighting with everything inside her to retain her dignity, the high road, and indeed, the upper hand.

BILLIE: I only told you how I feel. The truth isn't easy. Besides, Kim. You asked.

KIM: The truth. Yeah, you'd know a lot about the truth, wouldn't you? Hiding your past with my ex-husband for how many years? You know, if you'd just spoken up in the first place, you'dve spared Theresa from all of this? You wanna tell me again how this is my fault, Billie?

BILLIE: I didn't say anything because I didn't want to hurt your family.

KIM: Oh, come off it! You didn't say anything because you were afraid that if my brother ever found out what you were REALLY like, he'd throw you out on the curb, where you belong!





John steps into a waiting car outside the airport. He sits down and holds up a hand to the driver as a greeting, before giving direction.

DRIVER: Where to?

JOHN: Salem Inn.

John leans back in his seat, sighing heavily as he ponders his next move.

JOHN: And tomorrow, we deal with ol' Vic.


Abby smiles awkwardly at her mom, who is patiently waiting for her bed-bound daughter to tell her what the good news is.

ABBY: Well...I uh...

As Abby goes to tell them, EJ stands in the doorway of her hospital room, behind the others. He looks quickly at Liam, who looks back at him, before they quickly look away, back at Abigail. Abby is suddenly tense looking at EJ, even though EJ is not looking her way with any real intensity.

ABBY: I...I don't wanna spoil the surprise, so...I think I'll tell you guys when we get home. That okay?

JENNIFER: Aww, you're such a tease! I can't wait, it's big news isn't it??

Jennifer's excitement only makes things more awkward for Abigail, while Sami is unsure why Abby's reaction is less than excited. She furrows her brow, but keeps quiet.

SAMI: Heh, well, tell me how it goes. You can always...shoot me a quick text tonight and let me know how excited everyone is for you tomorrow. For NOW, I am gonna head home. Uh...Abby! If I don't see you tomorrow, good luck?

Abigail gives a forced smile and nods to Sami.

ABBY: Thanks, Sami.

Sami smiles and heads for the door. As she passes EJ in the doorway, he backs up, and she smiles awkwardly, before looking down and walking past him. Daniel looks to Abigail and announces to the room.

DANIEL: Well...I think it's about time we get you discharged, little lady!

JENNIFER: Yes! And I am SO happy to see you come home in one piece! I've got a roast chicken I'm gonna make for dinner and you can tell Liam, JJ and I the good news, alright?

Daniel is stung by Jenn's words, her specificity being a bit of an, albeit possibly unintentional, dig at him. He smiles his usual tightened upper lip smile.

ABBY: Sounds good. Let's get out of here.

DANIEL: Alright, well, hospital rules state that you need to be in this wheelchair so come on.

Daniel pulls open the wheelchair and pats the seat. Abigail rolls her eyes and groans at Daniel's order.

ABBY: Ugh, do I have to?

LIAM: Yep! Doctor's orders. Come on, here, I'll help you.

Liam takes Abby's hand and helps her lower herself into the chair. As Abby sits down, her and the family leave the hospital room. As Jenn leaves, she finally spots EJ in the doorway. She is less-than-thrilled to see him, but is cordial.

JENNIFER: EJ! What a surprise.

ABBY: Uh, not really, Mom. EJ is the one who...brought me in. The accident was...well, it happened when he and I were at work together.

Jenn, unsure how she feels about this, takes a moment to reply.

JENNIFER: Oh! Ah...well...thank you, EJ. I....appreciate that.

EJ: It was my pleasure. Abigail is one of our best employees.

JENNIFER: Great. Uh...Abigail. Come on.

Liam takes Abigail's chair and pushes it from the room. EJ follows behind. Abigail hesitates, mulling over her decision to leave town to protect the secret affair between herself and EJ, as well as their unborn baby. Jennifer walks slightly ahead, with Laura walking beside her. They talk with each other, but it's all white noise to a distracted Abigail.

As Liam stops Abby's wheelchair in front of the elevator, Abby finally works up the courage to speak up.

ABBY: Uh...actually. Mom, can...I just...talk to EJ first before we go?

Jennifer is surprised, and a little concerned by Abby's request. Abby can tell by Jenn's face almost immediately.

JENNIFER: Uh...sure. Don't be too long though, we'll be downstairs, then you can file your discharge papers, okay?

ABBY: Okay, Mom. Sure.

EJ stops as Abigail turns in her wheelchair. She motions to him to take the reigns of her wheelchair from Liam, who steps onto the elevator with Jenn and Laura. Daniel stays behind and points over to the nurses' station.

DANIEL: When you're ready? I'm right there. K?

Abby nods gently, smiling at Daniel as he walks away toward the nurses' station, keeping a careful eye on EJ and Abigail. EJ begins to push the wheelchair toward the waiting room, and leans into Abigail, quietly speaking to her.

EJ: If this is about our earlier discussion, we'd best find somewhere private.

Abigail looks straight ahead as EJ pushes her into the room.


Jenn and Laura stand silently in the elevator with Liam. Laura feels vaguely uncomfortable with Liam, but can't quite figure out what bugs her. Jenn seems tense too. Laura looks to her daughter, concerned.

LAURA: You look worried.

JENNIFER: I always am when EJ's around.

LAURA: I understand. It can't be easy knowing your daughter's working for the DiMeras.

JENNIFER: Well...I mean...it's her life. And technically, she's working for Sami so...I guess that's slightly better but...I don't know. Every time I see her with EJ, I get really concerned. And I can't figure out why but...I just have this feeling something's wrong, you know?

Laura puts her hand on Jenn's shoulder, smiling understandingly at her daughter. Liam looks on, soaking in the conversation wordlessly.


Billie looks to the ceiling, as if counting to ten in her head. She closes her eyes a moment, before finally looking at Kim and responding, calmly, though a slight tremble remains in her voice.

BILLIE: I thought that Phil Collier had...turned over a new leaf. Tried to put his life together. I gave him the benefit of the doubt. That was my mistake. But I did it for y--

KIM: ...For yourself. Because you were scared of losing Bo. Which is exactly why you didn't tell him about your father until he was dead and you were accused of killing him!

BILLIE: I loved Bo. And--

KIM: ...And you thought that Bo only loved you as a pure-as-the-driven-snow little girl who hawked makeup. Did you seriously think that little of him?

Billie finally snaps at Kim, and raises her voice, pointing angrily as she speaks, equally pointedly.

BILLIE: NO! I thought so much of him, and so little of myself. That I would never be good enough for him! And that's exactly why I was the only one who understood your daughter. And the more she confided in me, the more I understood her, and she could feel that. All the while, there you are, wondering why she's not turning to you, and at the same time, there you are judging every step she takes?

KIM: I was hurting too!--

BILLIE: ...You were too afraid of losing another man to accept that YOUR OWN DAUGHTER went through the SAME THING YOU DID!

Kim stops dead, tensing as she draws herself up, holding back from letting loose completely. Billie's tension recedes as she finally lets her anger go at Kim.

BILLIE: And THAT is something you cannot pin on ME. You should be grateful that girl had someone to turn to that she could depend on. Because that someone certainly wasn't you.

As Billie finishes her thought, the door of the hospital room opens, and Kayla steps in.

KAYLA: I could hear you from the hallway, is everything okay in here?

Billie turns around, brushing away a tear from her eye, as Kim does the same. Billie steps towards the door.

BILLIE: It's all good, I was just leaving.

As Billie walks out, Kim steps over to her sister, pointing out the doorway at Billie.

KIM: I don't want her in here again.

KAYLA: Kim, she's just concerned about Theresa, just like you are.

Kim tenses again, frustrated by her sister seemingly siding with Billie.

KIM: I don't...care. I'm Theresa's mother, I deserve to be here, not her!

KAYLA: Kimmy, listen. I know you and Billie have your issues, but her and Theresa, they're incredibly close friends. Now, Billie doesn't present a danger to Theresa by coming to visit during visiting hours, and I honestly think it'd be good for her to have familiar voices around her while she's recovering.

KIM: So you're siding with her, then?

KAYLA: No, Kim. I'm asking you to do what's right for everyone. Including Theresa. Now, you have every legal right to bar Billie from Theresa's room, but...as your sister...I think it's a terrible idea.

Kim sighs, rolling her eyes, and thinking over Kay's words, as she folds her arms, looking down at her comatose daughter.


EJ closes the door to the waiting room behind him as he pushes Abigail's wheelchair inside. Abigail stays in her seat, and EJ leans against the door, folding his arms.

EJ: So...what was so urgent that you needed to alarm your entire family needlessly?

ABBY: Well, I've had some time to think since you and I talked. And I've made a decision.

EJ: Oh have you?

Abby looks unflinchingly at EJ, she responds firmly.

ABBY: Yes.

EJ tries to remain casual, but it's obvious that he's dreading the answer.

EJ: And what would that be?

ABBY: I've decided I'm not going to let you order me or my baby around for your convenience. So if we're going to make a decision about this, it's going to benefit all of us. You, this baby, AND me.

EJ: Just what does that mean, exactly?

ABBY: It means we're going to face this head on. I'm not going to Italy, EJ. You can't make me.

EJ stands frozen, disbelieving what he's hearing.



DAYS #52: Showdowns



Written by A. Washington-Beeby

Story Consultants: ML Cooks & C. Nathaniel Richardson


At the Brady Pub, Eric sits down with photo albums, rifling through them. Caroline spots him and walks over, a pot of coffee in hand.

CAROLINE: What's all this for?

Eric looks up, as though snapped out of a dream.

ERIC: Oh, well...you did hear about Brady and Theresa's accident, right?

Caroline sighs heavily, a saddened look crosses her face.

CAROLINE: I did. I feel terrible for everyone. John, Marlena, Victor, I just...it's such a shame we lost Brady, and now Theresa's in a coma. I just...

ERIC: (sighs) Yeah. Well, this, I'm just going through pictures of Brady I took, you know, for Brady's funeral.

CAROLINE: That's a bit soon, no? I mean, they haven't even found a body yet.

ERIC: No, I know. But...Hope said the chances of Brady surviving were incredibly slim, and they pulled the car from the river, no one was inside, they...they figure Brady's body washed away.

Caroline puts a hand on Eric's shoulder.

CAROLINE: I have been around long enough to know that miracles can happen. They thought your father died too. And look what happened.

ERIC: I don't know, Grandma.

CAROLINE: Just keep your faith in God. Miracles do happen, Eric. Believe that.

As Caroline leans in to kiss Eric on the forehead, Nicole walks in with a box of photos. She overhears Caroline's remarks and smiles bittersweetly.

NICOLE: She's right, you know. Maybe we're doing this all wrong.

Eric looks to Nicole, confused.


Jenn hands Maxine some paperwork at the Nurses' Station at University Hospital, when Liam walks up behind her and covers her eyes gently.

LIAM: Guess who?

Jenn laughs, standing dead still, afraid to move lest she knock something over.

JENNIFER: Uh...(laughs) Gee, I don't know.

LIAM: Three guesses.

JENNIFER: Okay...uhh...Maxine?

LIAM: Is my voice really that close to hers?

Liam uncovers Jenn's eyes, as Jenn spins around and grabs Liam's hands. They share a laugh before sharing a kiss.

JENNIFER: I had a feeling it was you. How are you doing?

LIAM: I'm doing good, busy night, you know. Uh, I was wondering if you were close to finishing up for the night, as I figured we could catch a late movie, and then maybe stop for a quick drink at Club TBD? How's that sound?

As Liam describes his idea for a date night, a concerned Daniel approaches. Unsure whether he should interrupt or not, he hangs back a moment to hear Jenn's response.

JENNIFER: That sounds amazing. I am in.

Daniel now steps in, hesitantly, but knowing he should say something.

DANIEL: Uh...Sorry to interrupt, but...uh...can I speak to you for a second Jenn?

Jenn's smile fades and her warmth vanishes in an instant as she speaks to Daniel.

JENNIFER: Well, whatever you have to say, you can say in front of Liam. We have no secrets.

DANIEL: Uh...well...it's actually...you may have to postpone that date. Abigail's been admitted to the hospital.

Jenn looks to Daniel in shock, grasping Liam's hand for strength.


Inside the ICU room, Kim Brady leans over her daughter, the only sound heard is the occasional beep of the machinery keeping her alive. Kim is distraught, having finally reconnected with her daughter, only to have her at death's door so soon afterwards. She looks down at Theresa.

KIM: I love you, sweetie. I know I've let you down, and I know I've hurt you. But you're always my little Jeannie.

Kim sighs, kneeling down by her bed, she takes Theresa's hand.

KIM: I know, I know, you hate that name. But you'll always be Jeannie to me. That little girl who was so...happy, so full of love and wanted nothing more than to be a movie star. I remember, you and Andrew used to set up these movie sets and act them out for us...

Kim stops. She tears up as she thinks about how she failed her daughter by disbelieving her.

KIM: I should have listened to you. I should have never let Phil lay a hand on you. Never. I'm sorry for that. I'm sorry you couldn't count on me. I wish I hadn't been so desperate to hold onto his love that I'd...turn my own daughter away. I was wrong.

As she finishes, she hears a voice behind her, gently speaking to her. It's Billie, who's walked just inside the doorway.

BILLIE: You're right. You were so very wrong.

Kim looks back to Billie through tears, upset at the interruption, and at Billie's strong words.




EJ emerges from Abigail's hospital room, as Sami walks over to him. Concern in her expression as she walks over towards the door.

SAMI: Uh, hey. Is it okay if I go in now?

EJ: Sure. She may be a bit emotional, but it's just exhaustion, I think. She took a hard fall.

SAMI: Oh that's...a shame to hear. Have you told her about the project?

EJ: I have, she's excited but has some mixed emotions. I guess it's better I leave that discussion up to you two though.

EJ smiles and Sami responds in kind, though with a kind of reluctance. She doesn't quite look EJ in the eye, either. Sami turns to the door and begins to open it.

SAMI: I'll see you at home?

EJ: Sure.

As EJ walks into the main lobby at the hospital, Anne Milbauer steps off the elevator. She lurches forward and grabs him by the arm, brusquely walking him towards her office.

EJ: What the...?

ANNE: You and I are gonna have a little chat right now.


Sami steps into Abigail's room, seeing Abigail with tears in her eyes. Sami rushes over to Abigail.

SAMI: Hey, hey! You alright?

ABBY: Sami! Hey, yeah, I'm fine. I'm just...really tired, that's all.

SAMI: Oh it's okay. I...look, I know you had a pretty bad fall, but...you're gonna be out of the hospital tonight, right?

ABBY: Soon as I hear back from Daniel, yeah.

SAMI: Good. Hey! Uh...I just packed Johnny, Sydney, and Allie off for their first day of school. You should see the pictures we took this morning.

Sami flips through her phone and then hands over her phone to Abby, leaning on Abby's bedside with a huge smile on her face as Abigail looks at the picture, smiling at the picture before her.

ABBY: Oh my God, they are SO adorable.

SAMI: It was a perfect moment for about two seconds before Johnny stole Sydney's backpack and Allie tackled him on the front lawn to try to stop him.

Sami and Abby laugh at Sami's story. Abby looks to Sami, a bit of sadness in her eyes.

ABBY: I'm glad you showed me that. I miss the kids.

SAMI: Well, there's nothing saying you can't come by and see them. They miss you too! You're fantastic with them. Seriously, Abby, you're gonna be a fabulous mother one day.

Abby's face drops upon hearing Sami's words. She tries to hide the pain she feels, knowing her situation.

ABBY: Thanks. (sighs) Who knows, maybe I'll meet the love of my life in Italy and I'll be a mother of six!

SAMI: Trust me, you'll wanna start off small. Four kids is a handful. Even between EJ, Lucas, and I. But I think if anyone can do it, it's you.

Abby smiles, taking Sami's hand and squeezing it.

ABBY: Thank you, Sami. You're...you know you've done so much for me, and I just...I sometimes wonder if I deserve it.

SAMI: Oh come on, Abby, you've been a great friend to me too! Why would you even say that?

Abby shrugs, trying to come up with a good answer.

ABBY: Just...how I feel sometimes.

SAMI: Well, don't. Because everything that's coming your way, you deserve every bit of it.

Just as soon as Sami finishes speaking, Jenn bursts into the room, visibly panicked, with Laura, Daniel, and Liam in tow.

JENN: Abby! Honey! Are you okay??

Abby looks to her mom and family awkwardly, shocked by their sudden entrance, while Sami spins around suddenly, caught off guard.


Anne closes the door to her office, and EJ adjusts his suit, annoyed at having it roughed up.

EJ: Alright, Ms. Milbauer, I'm not having a very good day and I'm rather busy so let's hurry this up, yes?

ANNE: Oh I won't be long. Trust me. I know what you're trying to do. But you've gone too far this time. Alright?

Anne slowly walks up to EJ, arms folded, trying to keep her cool, commanding presence before EJ's similar disposition.

EJ: I don't know what you're talking ab---

ANNE: ...Oh give it a rest, DiMera. We both know the lengths you'd go to cover up your little indiscretion with pretty little Abby Deveraux. So let me just lay it on the line, here. You win. I will leave town and keep my mouth shut, just like you asked. No more games. No more trying to make me think I'm crazy, no more threats.I'll go.

EJ: I honestly have had no hand in whatever's swayed you this way, but I am grateful that you've made the right decision, Anne.

ANNE: You should be. In fact, you should be groveling right now. Praying that I do keep my big mouth shut, because I know what Samantha Brady is capable of. You know that friend of mine in a coma down the hall there? That's her cousin. I've heard so very many stories about what she could and will do to you when she finds out, and believe me, EJ, she will find out.

Anne approaches EJ, getting right up in his face, and speaking almost so quietly she can barely be heard.

ANNE: But not from me. I'll leave that up to karma.

After a long, uncomfortable pause, Anne holds her hand out to a still-silent EJ.

ANNE: So where's my ticket.

EJ wordlessly turns and steps away towards the door, not turning once to look back at Anne, his grimacing face tells the story.

EJ: Be at the airport tomorrow morning at 7am, there will be a boarding pass waiting for you.

EJ closes the door behind him, leaving Anne looking on, shaking her head in disapproval.


Caroline scowls at Nicole, who has placed the box she was holding onto the table before her at the pub.

CAROLINE: What the Hell's that supposed to mean? You think I don't even know what my Shawn wanted for his funeral.

Caroline stops, as Eric and Nicole look to each other. Caroline snaps her fingers in frustration, realizing what she'd just done.

CAROLINE: I did it again, didn't I? Shoot!

ERIC: Grandma, it's okay.

CAROLINE: I know, I just...ugh, I hate getting so frazzled when I'm upset about something.

NICOLE: There's nothing to be upset over, I was just...suggesting that instead of making this a memorial service, why don't we make this a sort of...life celebration. As though he's somewhere still with us.

Eric looks at Nicole, slightly confused.

ERIC: I don't quite follow.

As Nicole explains herself, she begins going on an extended diatribe, but realizes halfway through how insensitive she sounds and becomes instantly self-conscious.

NICOLE: Well, for one, we don't even know for sure that Brady's dead, and we don't have a body to bury. And I mean, come on, we're in Salem, half the TOWN'S been savagely murdered before our eyes and they all turned up alive and I'm TOTALLY making an ass of myself right now, and I'll just...stop...talking.

Nicole sheepishly sits down at the booth next to Eric, wishing she'd never opened her mouth. After an awkward moment, Caroline speaks up.

CAROLINE: She's right.

ERIC &NICOLE: (in unison) What??!

CAROLINE:A wake. Celebrate Brady's life, instead of mourning his death. It's the perfect way to honour him. No?


Kim stares down Billie, enraged by her accusation, and her presence in the room.

KIM: What the Hell are you doing here?

BILLIE: Probably the same thing you're doing. Visiting Theresa.

KIM: Really, because it seems to me like you're here to lay blame at my feet for the fun of it.

Billie steps further into Theresa's hospital room, and closes the door behind her. She stands, stiff and nervous as she speaks to Kim.

BILLIE: I'm not, Kim. I'm really not. But, I mean, you have to know that this, this all...ugh, never mind.

Kim gets up from Theresa's bedside, and stares down Billie, though Billie maintains eye contact, not to be intimidated.

KIM: What?

Billie looks to Kim. She holds up her hand and shakes her head.

BILLIE: No, I...it's not important.

KIM: Billie, just spit it out, I know you want to.

BILLIE: (sighs) As far as I'm concerned, everything that's happened, all the changes that Theresa went through after Phil's sick, twisted games...how she's behaved, the drugs, the men...it's all on you Kim! All of it!

Kim steps toward Billie and slaps her hard across her face, stunning Billie.





Written by A. Washington-Beeby

Story Consultants: ML Cooks & C. Nathaniel Richardson

Gabi guides a drunk Nick through the door to the loft. They stumble in, with Nick's arm around her shoulder, though Gabi's the one lifting his wobbly body down to the living room.

Once they reach the sofa, Gabi flops Nick down on it, nearly falling on top of him in the process. After an awkward moment, which surely could be taken for sexual tension, Nick looks at Gabi and asks her a question.

NICK: You never answered me before...was this like...date tonight...did you agree to go with me because you're afraid of me?

Gabi pulls herself up off the couch quickly, then heads over to the kitchenette to grab Nick a glass of water.

GABI: No. Nick, I went out tonight because I feel like you and I needed to...reconnect. That's all.

NICK: Well, good. I don't...want to scare you, Gabi. I loveyou.

Gabi cringes a bit at Nick's admission. She turns around, glass of water in hand. She hands it to him.

GABI: Here, drink up. You'll thank me in the morning.

NICK: Thank you, Gabi. I reeeally approa...appre...thank you.

Nick goes to drink the water, and dribbles all over his shirt. Gabi jumps into action and pulls the glass away from him.

GABI: You're slobbering all over yourself. Here, here, here.

Gabi unbuttons his shirt, which Nick takes a sign of interest. Gabi stops dead in her tracks, unsure what to do next. Nick leans in to kiss her, but passes out just before their lips touch. Gabi breathes a sigh of relief, as she lets Nick flop down on the sofa.

She jumps up, heading for her purse. She pulls out the bottle of pills she got from Liam.

GABI: Time for action, Gabi.


In her room at University Hospital, Abigail looks to EJ from her bed, shocked at what he just accused her of.

ABBY: I....what?

EJ steps closer to the bed, leaning against the front of it, staring directly into her eyes.

EJ: Abigail, I expect a straight answer from you. Is that my baby you're carrying?

Abigail's jaw drops, in disbelief that EJ knows about her pregnancy.




Gabi struggles to get Nick into his bed. Pulling off his wet shirt and taking off his pants, she grunts and grumbles in exasperation, trying to remove his clothes from his limp body.

GABI: My God, it's like mothering a 150lb baby. UGH!

Gabi falls back as Nick's trousers come off. She rolls her eyes, then lifts Nick's limp legs into his bed. She then takes off her own dress, before walking slowly over to her purse. Looking behind her repeatedly, afraid of beign caught, she pulls the bottle of pills back out from her bag, and makes her way quietly over to the bathroom.

Gabi closes the door behind her, and then immediately opens the medicine cabinet. Once inside, she finds Nick's bottle of Ibuprofen. Looking inside the bottle, she immediately dumps the bottle into the toilet and flushes them down it.

Quickly thereafter, she replaces the Ibuprofen with her lookalike pills. Putting the cap back on the bottle, she hastily shoves them back into the medicine cabinet, closes it, then hustles back into Nick's room, where she, uncomfortably, lays herself down next to him in his bed.

GABI: My God, this better work. I need to get Nick out of our lives, for good. This is the only way.


Sami walks over to Marlena and Kim, as Kayla steps out of Theresa's room. Kayla hesitates to smile as she steps out from the room.

SAMI: How's everything, is Theresa okay?


KAYLA: Well, she's still in a coma, but the surgery was a success. We managed to stop the bleeding, so...she'll be able to recover slowly.

KIM: But...how soon before she wakes up?

KAYLA: That's...the thing, Kim. We aren't sure how long it will take. She may recover in a matter of days, weeks, months. However long it takes for her body to recover from the trauma. She fell out of that car at a pretty high speed.

KIM: Oh God.

MARLENA: So, Kayla, you mean, there's a chance she may not wake up.

Kayla takes a moment before responding, hoping to retain her composure while answering.

KAYLA: It's a distinct possibility.

KIM: No...NO! Not my baby girl.

Kim leans into Marlena, who gives her a warm hug. Sami puts a hand on Kim's arm in comfort as well.

KAYLA: Look, we will keep you in the loop if anything changes, and you can come visit her whenever you want, Kimmy.

Kay gives Kim a hug, as Kim cries on her shoulder.

KIM: Can I....May I see her now?

KAYLA: Sure.

KIM: Thank you.

Kayla and Kim separate from their embrace, as Kim shuffles over to the door of Theresa's hospital room.

Once inside, Kim sees her daughter, just brought back into her life, once again ripped away from her. She tears up and rests her head on her daughter's shoulder, crying painful tears.

Outside the room, Marlena and Sami begin to talk.

MARLENA: So, what did EJ want?


SAMI: Oh, he and I were just discussing work stuff.

MARLENA: You sure about that? You seemed a bit rattled a moment ago. I nearly went over there but you seemed to hold it together.

SAMI: Eventually. It's not easy, but...I can't fall apart every time I see him, you know?

MARLENA: Just don't push yourself too hard.

SAMI: Mom, I won't. But thank you.

MARLENA: Anytime, Sweetie. Where is EJ now?

SAMI: I'm not sure, he sort of...just...ran out of here in a hurry to tell Abigail about the new project he wants her to work on in Europe. So...I guess he's in there.


SAMI: Yeah, looks like she'll be working from Italy for the next few months. Wish I could get away from him so easily.


Abigail backs herself up in her bed, afraid of EJ's reaction.

ABBY: I...okay, yes, it's yours.

EJ looks down and shakes his head. He walks back from the front of the bed, soaking in the realization that Abigail's baby is his. That Abigail even has a baby, for that matter. He explodes in anger suddenly, causing Abigail to sit bolt upright in fear.

EJ: Do you mean to tell me that you were just going to pretend you weren't pregnant and then whoops! One day you pop a baby out? Is that seriously what you were going to do?

ABBY: No! I was not...I--

EJ: So what was it then? Were you planning to abort the baby and not tell anyone?

ABBY: NO! I would never do that! EJ, I only found out a few weeks ago.

EJ turns, his voice dropping to a quiet, menacing tone.

EJ: And you never thought to tell me about it? You've had weeks, Abigail. Weeks! I don't know about you, but I think I have a right to know about something like this.

ABBY: I never said you didn't have a right to know. I just...I wanted to make this decision on my own, I wanted to tell you in my own time. After I'd made a decision and took care of it all myself.

EJ: Well, guess what? You waited too long, sweetheart.

ABBY: What do you mean?

EJ: There is too much at stake here. We haven't had sex since Feburary? March? That means you're now 6 months pregnant? Oh, you're doing quite well not showing but I see the signs now. And people are asking questions. Ones you'll need to answer for.

ABBY: So what do I do, EJ?

EJ: I'll tell you what you'll do.

EJ pulls a plane ticket he was going to give Anne from his jacket pocket.

EJ: You're going to take this, and you're going to get on a plane to Italy--

ABBY: ...What?

EJ: No questions! Sami and I have arranged for you to do some work for DiMera in Rome. You will do this work from the condominium we have in Rome. You will not go to DiMera's offices. Someone will come to you. When that baby is born, it will be adopted. You will return to Salem, refreshed, a new woman. And you will never speak of this again. Do you hear me?

ABBY: I...what?? How dare you?? How did you get Sami to agree to this? I don't get to even...see my baby? I'll never be able to...know them? What?? No, EJ. That's insane.

EJ: No, what's insane, Abigail, is you thinking that you could just cover your ears and pretend that nothing is happening when you're 6 months pregnant with the child of man that's to be married to another woman. This is the only way you and I will be able to keep our secret. Do you understand that? I'm not doing this TO you, I'm doing it for you.

Abigail, visibly angered by EJ's overbearing swift action, looks away, tears forming in her eyes. She breathes in deep, then sighs, throwing her hands up.

ABBY: Then I guess I have no other choice, now do I?

EJ: I knew you'd make the right decision.

ABBY: But here's the thing, EJ. After this, I never EVER want to speak to you ever again. Stay the Hell away from me. Forever. Got it?

EJ wordlessly turns toward the door, and walks out of the room, closing the door casually behind him. Abigail looks on in disgust.





Written by A. Washington-Beeby

Story Consultants: ML Cooks & C. Nathaniel Richardson

Gabi sips awkwardly on a glass of wine as she sits across the table from Nick at Club TBD. Nick can sense the tension, and breaks the silence.

NICK: So....are Will and Sonny looking after Ari tonight?

Gabi smiles and puts her glass of wine down, stopping herself from choking on her wine as she tries to speak.

GABI: Mm! Yeah...sorry, yeah, Will and Sonny are at home tonight and so...they're fine to look after her.

NICK: Even knowing that you're going out with me?

Gabi looks away, giving a bit of a sheepish grin. Nick clues in immediately.

NICK: ...They don't know, do they?

Gabi shakes her head after a second's pause.

GABI: No, they...I didn't tell them it was you, I...kinda told them I was going to visit Rafe tonight, so...

NICK: You shouldn't have to lie on my account.

GABI: No, honestly, Nick, it's just...easier this way. I need to keep the peace at home and this...this just isn't going to make it any easier if I start going out and spending time with you again.

NICK: No....I understand. Just...I don't want to complicate things for you at home, that's all.

Gabi smiles and reaches out a hand, hesitantly, to Nick's across the table, as she looks thoughtfully into his eyes. Just before she places her hand over his, T walks past, and Gabi raises her hand to get his attention instead.

GABI: Oh T! Can I get a Vodka soda on the rocks.

Gabi smiles and looks to Nick.

NICK: Uh...make mine a double. Thanks.

T smiles awkwardly at them both, not overly happy with the scene before him, but willing to serve as always.

T: Yoooou got it. Coming up!

GABI: Thanks!

Nick looks back to Gabi and smiles. After a second, he finally speaks up.

NICK: Gabi, you're not just going out with me because you're afraid of me, are you?

Gabi's caught off guard by Nick's directness, and stumbles to find a safe reply.


Will lights a tall candle at the dinner table before running to dim the lights in their shared apartment. Once the lights are off, he turns to call for Sonny.

WILL: Alright, you can come out now!

Sonny emerges from the bedroom, shutting the door slowly behind him, almost tiptoeing as he does.

SONNY: Shhh! Ari's sleeping, this might be our only quiet moment tonig...wow!

WILL: Impressed?

SONNY: I mean...I didn't know you could cook, let alone make all that.

Will glares at Sonny, as Sonny laughs at Will's exasperation.

WILL: Lucky for you, I ordered in, now would you sit down?

SONNY: Okay, okay.

As Sonny sits down, he leans over to kiss Will gently. They begin to dig into their meal, and a moment later, Sonny remembers to ask Will something.

SONNY: Oh, I forgot to ask, did you ever show anyone your new blog?

WILL: Oh yeah, I, uh...I showed it to Aunt Maggie this morning when I ran into her down at the Club. We were both grabbing coffee and I put the link into her favourites on her tablet.

SONNY: Nice! I read it while you were out and...honestly, your article about raising Ari and our life here...it sounds insanely cheesy...but it really touched me.

Will laughs a bit at Sonny's earnest praise.

WILL: Sonny, I'm trying to eat here.

Sonny rolls his eyes, before smacking Will on his arm playfully.

SONNY: God, would you just take a compliment already? Seriously!

WILL: (laughs) Whatever, Sonny! You're the one who got all cheesy on me.

SONNY: Whatever yourself! Honestly, you're one of the best writers I've read in a long time. And I can't wait to marry you.

Will smiles sheepishly at Sonny's compliment.

WILL: I can't wait either.

The two lean in and share a kiss across the table, softly, gently, and sweetly. The smile as they look to each other, an intense, loving gaze that couldn't be broken.


Maggie sits in Horton Town Square, reading something intently on her tablet. She looks smart in her business attire, and reading glasses on her nose.

As she studies the article before her, Tyler approaches her at the table as she takes a sip of the coffee in front of her.

TYLER: You look thoroughly embroiled in that story. Mind if I distract you for a moment?

Maggie looks up with a start, before pulling off her glasses and looking a smiling Tyler. She smiles back.


EJ closes the door to Abigail's hospital room, before making a beeline for the main room of the hospital, where Sami is sitting. He stops right before a visibly shaken Sami and startles her with his brusque proclamation.

EJ: You and I need to have a little chat about Abigail.




Maggie's smile lingers on Tyler as she motions to the seat across the table from her.

MAGGIE: Please do.

As Tyler sits down, Maggie lays the tablet down on the table before her.

MAGGIE: It's good to see you again. I know we had a sort of...quick meeting this morning when I was at Victor's office, but I'm curious, I thought you'd stepped down from EnerNext. What kind of work are you doing for Victor?

TYLER: Well, basically I'm back running it now. Victor was going to take the reigns and I'd be able to pass quietly into retirement but...with this unfortunate turn of events with your grandson Brady, I'm going to be taking control back.

Maggie appears less than impressed with Tyler's news. She pauses a moment and thinks carefully about what she says next.

MAGGIE: I see...you know, i don't really have much good to say about that whole project you're trying to set up in the west end.

TYLER: Well, why not? There's a lot of very lucrative jobs to be had, ones that will benefit your business quite handily, I might add.

MAGGIE: How do you know I run a business?

TYLER: It's not hard to find out these things, you know, especially with how much Victor talks about you.

Maggie smiles sheepishly, blushing a little.

MAGGIE: Well, it's always nice to know he's only saying nice things about his wife...uh...listen, Mr. Houston--

TYLER: ...Uh...Tyler.

MAGGIE: Tyler...if you don't mind, I had promised my grand-nephew I'd read his article and tell him about it tonight, I really don't want to let him down so--

TYLER: Oh, your grand-nephew is a writer, hm?

MAGGIE: Well, yes. A rather good one, I might add.

TYLER: Do you mind if I have a look over it?

MAGGIE: Not at all.

Tyler takes Maggie's tablet from the table and sits down a minute to read it. Maggie leans in, putting her elbows down on the table and leaning into her hands.

MAGGIE: Now, be easy on him, he's fresh out of college, you know.

Tyler doesn't respond right away. Carefully reading his writing, Tyler seems transfixed by what he's reading.

TYLER: That only makes what I'm reading more impressive. This boy has a real way with the written word that's rare in those twice his age. It's something we really need at EnerNext in our PR department. I...hope this isn't too presumptuous or anything, but...you wouldn't mind putting me in contact with him, would you?

Maggie is taken aback by Tyler's enthusiasm for Will's work. She struggles to respond to Tyler's request.


Nick is now starting to get a little more lazy in his movements as he sits with Gabi at Club TBD, the result of three double vodka sodas. Gabi tries to appear as though she's enjoying herself, but is having a hard time.

NICK: (laughs) ...and so...then they came in and BAM!

Gabi jumps back a bit at Nick's joke, putting a phony smile on her face and taking another sip of her drink.

NICK: And...then...I forget the rest. You know...it's so good to be here with you again, Gabi. I...mmmissed you.

GABI: Me too, Nick. Me too.

NICK: You know, you and me should...we should go back to my new place. I just got a new place and we...we should go to it.

Gabi smiles knowingly now. Almost relieved that Nick's made the suggestion now.

GABI: Yes! Yes, that's a good idea. Let me settle up and we'll head up.

Gabi goes to get up, but Nick waves to get her to stop, pulling his wallet out and lazily handing her arbitrary bills.

NICK: Gabi Gabi Gabi Gabi Gabi HERE!

He's handed her six $1s and a $100.

NICK: Tell T he can keep the change.

Gabi slowly walks over to pay the bill. T glances over to Nick, sitting less-than-gallantly at the table.

T: You sure he's gonna be alrght?

GABI: Oh he'll be fine.

T: Yeah, but....what about YOU?

GABI: T, for the first time in a very long time, I feel like everything is under control.


Will and Sonny are cleaning up after dinner, when Will's cell phone starts to ring. He puts a plate he's rinsed on the dish rack before picking up the phone.

WILL: Hm...strange.

SONNY: What's that?

WILL: Strange number. Let me see.

Will answers the phone, an unsure tone in his voice.

WILL: I...uh...Will Horton speaking.

* * *

Tyler replies at the Town Square. He paces back and forth as he speaks.

TYLER: Yes, William. It's Tyler Houston from EnerNext. I was hoping to speak to you at some point.

* * *

WILL: Uh...yes, regarding what, exactly?

* * *

TYLER: Well, I just read some of your writing, and I'm interested in discussing an opportunity with our company's PR department. Uh...would you be available to meet with me this evening?

* * *

Will stutters and stumbles, in shock at the sudden offer dropped in his lap.


Sami stands up, very displeased with EJ's tone and walks with him to the waiting room nearby.

As the door closes, Sami tears into EJ.

SAMI: How dare you come over to me like that when you know what I've been like this last week. I just got out of a therapy session and you come barrelling at me like that?? What the Hell's wrong with you?!

EJ: (over Samantha's tirade) Samantha, Samantha! Woah! I'm sorry. I'M Sorry. Okay? Something has come up that I got excited about, and...I think you should listen to what I have to say.

Sami steps back, arms folded. She glowers at EJ, who begins to relax after a moment of silence.

EJ: Alright. So, DiMera has a rather...extensive project in Europe right now that we need a strong writer to help with publicity and marketing. And I think this is an excellent opportunity for Abigail.

SAMI: I...you're right, it could be great, but...she just started with us at Countess W, I mean...don't you think she might be over her head a bit? I mean, she's been so stressed out lately herself...

EJ: I don't think that will be a problem. In fact, I think this might be exactly what Abigail needs. A change of scenery, some new faces, the ability to work her magic on her own. It could be exactly what she needs.

Sami thinks about it a moment, then turns back to EJ, nodding in agreement.

SAMI: I think...I think you're right. We should go ahead with that.

EJ: Excellent, I'll go tell her right away.

EJ makes a beeline for the door, but Sami calls out to him just before his hand touches the doorknob.

SAMI: Oh, wait, EJ.

EJ: Yes, Samantha.

SAMI: How is she doing?

EJ: Great. She just had a hit on the head, she'll be out soon enough, maybe even tonight.

SAMI: Maybe we should call Jennifer or somet--

EJ:...NO! No, I wouldn't worry about that. It'll be fine.

EJ steps out of the office, leaving Sami confused by EJ's strong reaction to Sami's suggestion.

EJ walks down the hallway, almost running for Abby's hospital room. He opens the door to her room, and Abigail turns to him, unpleasantly surprised to see him.


EJ shuts the door quietly but intensely. A menacing look across his face that immediately intimidates Abigail.

EJ: So...when exactly were you going to tell me you were pregnant?





Written by A. Washington-Beeby

Story Consultants: ML Cooks & C. Nathaniel Richardson

A knock is heard on Kate's office door. Kate looks up from her computer.

KATE: Come in!

Billie and Lucas step in, a look of worry across both their faces.

KATE: Ah! Billie! Lucas! Excellent.

BILLIE: Okay, Mom. You sounded urgent on the phone...what's going on?

KATE: Well...have a seat, and we'll discuss it.

Billie and Lucas obey their mother's command and sit down in front of her desk. Kate leans over her desk, as if to give a proclamation.

KATE: I think it's time we sat down and discussed the Titan board meeting next week, and whether or not the company should hold onto Titan TV.

Lucas seems confused, Billie looks over to him.

LUCAS: What does that have to do with us? I mean, we'd have to start putting more money into our advertising budget, but surely Victor can grandfather something in.

KATE: No, no. It's not just that. We could face a very hefty penalty as a company for the things we do with that TV station. Everything from the news to, yes, our advertising deals. The FCC could have major problems with that.

BILLIE: What? Wait, mom. You've never forced our hand on a board vote before. What's got you so concerned this time?

Kate pauses a moment, not sure how to respond.


Jenn is sitting at her desk at the hospital, having a chat with Laura. As she talks with Laura, Jenn tries to do some filing.

LAURA: So how was your night with Liam?

JENN: It was wonderful. Honestly, I've never met a man who just...understood me so completely, not since...

Jenn stops herself, choking up a bit thinking of Jack.

LAURA: Since...Daniel?

Jenn stays still a moment, then shakes her head. Outside Jenn's office door, Daniel approaches, with a document in hand for Jenn. Just before stepping to the door, he hears Jenn say his name.

JENN: Not since Jack, Mom. I mean...Daniel....Daniel, I thought he was fantastic. I was so patient with him, because I knew how hard it's been with him since his wife died and...he knew when Jack came back to town so give us space. He was really great when Jack died. He knew exactly what I was going through...

Jenn pauses for a moment. Laura presses.

LAURA: But...

JENN: But, Mom, he didn't trust me when my son was in trouble. He lied and made me believe he'd not only sleep with someone like Theresa, but that he'd be doing drugs with her? All for what? Because he didn't think I'd stand by my son? Because I couldn't be trusted to protect my own son.

Laura walks over to Jenn and hugs her for a minute. Jenn leans in to give her mom a warm hug like she'd been wanting to for a long time.

LAURA: I'm so sorry, honey. I didn't realize. I know, we all miss Jack. I just...well...just give it time. Don't rush into things, okay? Liam seems like a good guy but...I want you to just take it easy, okay?

Jenn pulls away from her mom's embrace and, still holding her hands, smiles warmly at Laura.

Outside Jenn's door, Daniel shakes his head, wincing from the stinging words Jenn has spoken about him. He walks away from Jenn's door, heading back to tend to Theresa.

JENN: Thanks, Mom. Can we...uh...talk about something else?

Jenn wipes away tears as she asks Laura the question, and Laura sits back in her chair, immediately knowing what else she had on her mind.

LAURA: Well...how's Abigail been feeling?

JENN: You know...it's strange, she's been...so run down the last few months, and sick a lot. Not much of an appetite, and when she does it, it's been terrible food. I mean, if I didn't know she'd only been with Chad, honestly, I'd say she were pregnant.

Laura looks to Jenn, a bit concerned.


EJ kneels over Abigail as she lies on the floor of the DiMera offices, unconscious. EJ checks her breathing, as Abigail slowly stirs.

EJ: Abigail? You alright?

ABBY: Uh...huh? EJ? What?...

Abigail looks around the room, in a daze. She grabs her stomach suddenly, before realizing where she is, and lets go.

ABBY: My b...my God. I...

EJ: You need to go to the hospital immediately, we'll get you checked out.

Abigail protests weakly, as EJ sits her up to head for the elevator.

ABBY: No...no...no, I'm fine...

Abigail's face is increasingly panicked as she gets boosted up into EJ's arms and whisked off to UH.




Anne continues to slap the man at the door of the elevator, thinking him to be EJ, until a strong American accent throws her off and stops her assault.

REPAIR GUY: Hey, hey, hey! LADY! What the Hell??!

Anne backs up, and takes a closer look at the man before her. She jumps back a little, an apologetic look across her face.

ANNE: Oh...oh my God, I'm...I'm so sorry, I...

REPAIR GUY: This how you treat everyone that comes to help ya, lady?

ANNE: I...I thought you were someone else, see, it's actually a really funny story, see...

REPAIR GUY: I'm sure it is.

Anne steps casually off the elevator, following the now-completely-bemused repairman away from the elevator.

ANNE: See, I thought you were this guy who's been following me around and has people all out to make me think I'm crazy and when, well, really, I'm not, he's just an...

Anne stops herself, realizing how absolutely insane she sounds. She smiles at the repairman, and takes his hand in hers, patting it gratefully.

ANNE: You know what? Nevermind. Thanks again! I really appreciate it.

Anne steps towards her door and hastily opens it, stepping into her apartment.

The repairman stands back, in shock at what's just transpired.

REPAIR GUY: I gotta get outta this town, man!


Gabi walks into Club TBD. Looking around, she sees Nick, sitting at a booth in the corner. She tenses, incredibly wary of coming anywhere closer to Nick. Finally she steps forward, essentially forcing herself into line. She sits down at the table. Nick immediately takes her hand in his.

NICK: I'm so glad to see you.

Gabi pulls her hand away quickly. She smiles immediately, realizing how bad that looks.

GABI: Sorry. I'm....a bit nervous.

NICK: I understand. It's alright. Please, can I order you a drink?

Gabi smiles a slightly devious smile, but catches herself and nods, changing her smile to a more flirtatious one. Nick smiles and flags down T.

Gabi looks on, thinking to herself:

I have to make this happen. I have to get him hooked again. I can't have him hurt me, or Ari. I won't let it happen.


Kate gestures, trying in vain to find some kind of answer to Billie's question. She stands up and begins pacing the room while talking.

KATE: It's....simple, really. I just...did a bit of research, it's really nothing to do with anything.

BILLIE: Okay, seriously. Mom, what's going on? Why are you so freaked out? I can tell you're not yourself right now.

LUCAS: Seriously, Mom. Spill! What's got you so riled up?

Kate takes a second to breathe before turning around to face her kids' onslaught of questions.

KATE: It's just best business practice. I'm just....nervous about how Victor's going to react, is all. I mean, we haven't exactly been on the best of terms since I--

LUCAS: ...Tried to have him killed at the Coronation...

Kate rolls her eyes at Lucas' snarky remarks before carrying on.

KATE:..and now...well...I just...he's been gracious enough to have me as CEO at MadWorld and I'm not prepared to give that up, but going against him, particularly when he's so distressed about Brady's accident, I just...

Billie gets up and walks over to Kate. Putting a hand on Kate's shoulder, she reassures her.

BILLIE: Mom, I get it. I'll think about it, but...we're in your corner, Lucas and I. Okay?

Kate smiles and hugs Billie tightly.

KATE: I knew I could count on you.


Lucas looks on, not quite so convinced, and folds his arms while shaking his head.


EJ walks down the hallway at University Hospital, having come from Abigail's hospital room. He is deep in thought, concerned for Abigail, but not so sure about what's been bugging her.

Upon entering the 6th floor lobby, EJ sees Sami standing with Marlena and Kim. They look concerned themselves. EJ begins to head over to greet Sami, but Sami looks up at him, and freezes. EJ immediately remembers Sami's recollections after their argument, and stops himself. Sami turns away momentarily to tell Marlena and Kim something.

SAMI: Uh...look, I....think I need to talk to EJ for a moment, do you mind?

MARLENA: Are you sure that's a good idea?

SAMI: I'll be fine, Mom. Thanks.

Marlena gives Sami and quick kiss on the cheek and hug before stepping aside with Kim.

Sami steps to EJ slowly, almost reluctantly, yet trying to come off nonchalantly.

EJ: Samantha.

SAMI: EJ. I guess you've heard about Brady and Theresa's accident today.

EJ: I have. I'm sorry to hear about it. How is everyone holding up.

SAMI: (sighs) I suppose as well as can be expected. My Aunt Kim is just waiting to hear back from the doctors before she goes in to visit. Daniel was operating and they're just letting Theresa rest for a bit before they let her visit so...

EJ: I see.

SAMI: Yep. So...what are you doing here?

EJ: Uh, I was actually here tending to Abigail, you see, she's been in a bit of an accident at work, and--

SAMI: What?! Is she okay?

EJ reaches out to stop Sami from running off to find Abigail's room, but when EJ touches her, he catches himself as Sami flinches.

EJ: I'm sorry.

SAMI: (sigh) It's...okay. Uh...is she okay? Can I see her? What happened?

EJ: She had a ladder fall on her at the office earlier, it's...no big deal, she's fine, I just...I stopped you because the doctor was in with her just now.

SAMI: Oh...right.

EJ: I'm actually going to check on her to see what the doctor says and if you want I can ask Abigail if she wouldn't mind a visitor. If you like, that is.

SAMI: That...sounds great.

EJ: Alright, I'll be right back.

EJ smiles a bit, Sami smiles back. As EJ steps away, she almost collapses, as though she'd been holding onto every bit of strength she had during their exchange. Sami takes a seat at a nearby bench and breathes heavily, trying to regain some semblance of composure.

Inside Abigail's hospital room, Daniel talks with Abigail. Abigail is extremely nervous, knowing Daniel's close relationship with her family and friends, particularly her mom.

DANIEL: Well, looks like you just had a bit of a hit on the head. No need for any surgery, so...you should be out of here in a few hours.

ABBY: That's good. Uh...Daniel...umm...you're not going to tell my mom about any of this, are you?

DANIEL: Nah, that's...that's not gonna happen. See, your mom and I are, in no uncertain terms, finished.

ABBY: Good. Uh...that's....not quite what I meant. I mean, I just...well, you know a lot of my family and friends and...

DANIEL: Doctor-patient confidentiality. Cross my heart.

Abigail smiles, feeling reassured that Daniel won't speak to anyone about her condition.

ABBY: Great. So uh...why a few hours, what else needs to be done?

As Daniel explains, EJ approaches the door to her hospital room, and begins to open the door to check on the progress of Abigail's appointment. As he opens the door, he hears Daniel speak.


DANIEL: We just have to run one more test to see how your baby's holding up after the accident and you should be set to go!

EJ's eyes pop out, shocked by Daniel's news.





Written by A. Washington-Beeby

Story Consultants: ML Cooks & C. Nathaniel Richardson

EJ sits on the edge of Abigail's desk. She seems visibly uncomfortable with EJ's intensity, which is unrelenting. His eyes are piercing, and it intimidates her.

ABBY: I...was just...I'm tired. That's all, EJ. Please just...don't worry about me.

EJ: Abigail, you've been like this for weeks now. You're getting your work done and it's pleasing Samantha but...I know something's off.

Abby gets up from her seat, but has difficulty doing so. EJ attempts to give her a hand, but she refuses.

ABBY: No. Please don't.

EJ looks, a great concern on his face.


Kate is working at her desk when Nick knocks twice and promptly steps into Kate's office. Kate is immeidately displeased by his barging in.

KATE: Have you never worked in an office before?

NICK: Your secretary wasn't at her desk, so...hey, I knocked first.

Kate rolls her eyes at Nick before motioning him to sit down. He obliges, taking an exceedingly casual pose in his chair.

NICK: So here's the deal...

KATE: Ohhh boy, here we go.

NICK: I know, right? Did you hear the news about Brady?

KATE: Yes, I did, and I would expect you would be a little more reverent, particularly since he's what, your...6th cousin or something? It's so hard to tell in this town, especially with the Hortons.

NICK: I didn't really know Brady. I know he had problems. I can empathize. But I don't really have the time to dwell on it. And neither do you.

KATE: Look, if this is about the Titan TV vote, I already agreed to vote in favour of divesting--

NICK: That's not what I'm talking about.


Kate stops cold, trying to figure out what Nick's getting at.

NICK: Victor is going to push back that vote as much as possible until Brady's found. We all know this. It's up to you to convince the board that that idea is reckless. The vote needs to happen immediately.


Anne pushes the Emergency Call button inside the elevator frantically. The light never turns on. The sound of the local radio station playing the daily news does nothing but heighten her panic. Worried that EJ is trying to do her in, she screams at the top of her lungs, hoping someone will hear her.


Her voice echoes but no voice returns her pleas.

She tries to climb up the the ceiling of the elevator, hoping the shaft contains an emergency escape. As she's about the use the back railing to boost herself up, the elevator jolts suddenly. The entire carriage shakes, and Anne falls back to the ground.




Hope steps into Victor's office. Victor and Maggie are going over their plan to re-open the Penthouse Grille. Victor looks up at Hope, and Maggie turns to face her.

VICTOR: Hope! What a surprise. What are you doing here?

Victor and Maggie's pleased looks fade as they see Hope's sadness.

HOPE: Sorry, I...your secretary told me I could just come in.

VICTOR: Nonsense, you're always welcome. What can I do for you?

Victor gets up, motioning to Hope to take a seat next to Maggie. Hope slowly saunters over and sits down. She gathers her strength to give them the news.

HOPE: Well...I have some news. It's about Brady.

Maggie loses all the colour from her face, while Victor looks on, a stoic look, but almost as though if he said anything, he'd be sick.

HOPE: There's been an accident. Brady and Theresa drove off an embankment just outside the city, and...Theresa's in a coma at the hospital, and Brady....they...they can't find him, Victor.

Victor breathes deeply, before sighing, soaking in the news for a second.

VICTOR: Well, then you'd better get a bigger search party out.

HOPE: We have been searching for hours, Victor. There's no sign of him.

VICTOR: Well, then he's still out there. And you're wasting your time sitting her moping. Let's get out there and look. I'll have my men out there scouring the river in less than an hour.

HOPE: Victor! Stop! The forensics team said that considering the speed Brady was travelling when he drove off the road...the chances of him surviving the crash are still incredibly slim.

VICTOR: Then where's his body, dammit?! If you want me to believe it, I need proof, not conjecture.

HOPE: Victor, I'm sorry. We are going to keep looking for him.

VICTOR: (sigh) No. I'm sorry, Hope. I'm just in shock, and angry, and I'm taking out my frustration on you. Just...let me know what you find. Thank you.

Hope stands up from her seat, followed by Maggie. Maggie reaches over to hug Hope, before Hope leaves. As Hope heads fr the door, she stops, remembering one last thing to tell Victor.

HOPE: Victor, if you have any questions or anything, maybe a clue, give me a call.

VICTOR: Absolutely.

Maggie walks over to Victor's side the desk, and kneels down beside him. She cries as she lays her head next to his and embraces him.


Kate leans forward in her chair, staring Nick down as he lounges on the opposite side of her desk, his smug expression infuriating her.

KATE: Now, you are well aware that Victor is not going to allow Brady's votes to be removed from the board meeting until there's a body found, and that's final. If anything, he's going to try to proxy Brady's votes himself, or find a nearby ally to vote on Brady's behalf.

NICK: But I'm sure you realize how controversial that would be to the board. And I'm sure you know how to push the board to say what you want them to say. I mean, for one thing, your son and your daughter are on the board. So...that's two votes more tipping the scales in my favour, no?

Nick holds up his hands, counting the board members on both hands. He shakes three on his left hand, indicating Kate, Lucas, and Billie's votes.

KATE: You want me to use my children to vote your way, now

NICK: I want them to see sense, Kate. That TV station is nothing but a propoganda machine for the EnerNext tar sands, and everybody knows it. The FCC is going to come down on them hard for their lack of journalistic standards, and you could be looking at some pretty hefty fines for the reporting if Titan isn't careful.

KATE: I see...

Nick leans in towards Kate, looking intensely into Kate's eyes.

NICK: And you know how bad Titan's finances are, surely. I'd suggest if you want to keep MadWorld afloat, you might want to consider how a major loss in cashflow might affect your employment.

Nick gets up, and slowly heads for the door. As he opens the door, he turns and winks at Kate.

NICK: Nice talkin' to ya!

As he closes the door, Kate flops back in her chair, and rolls her eyes. Spent from trying to maintain her cool against Nick, she picks up her phone and calls Lucas.

KATE: You and I need to talk right now. And bring Billie with you. My office, yeah.

Kate hangs up, and sighs heavily.


Anne picks herself up off the floor, realizing the radio has stopped, and suddenly, a voice calls out to her over the speakers.

RADIO: Hello? Someone in there?

Anne jolts upright, relieved to hear a voice speaking to her.

ANNE: Yes! I'm in here!

RADIO: Okay, ma'am. Someone's on their way, that jolt you just felt was the repairman resetting the system. We'll have you up to your floor momentarily.

ANNE: Oh my GOD, thank you!!

RADIO: No worries, ma'am.

After a few moments, the elevator comes back to life. Lights come back on, and the elevator begins to move back upwards as before.

When the door opens, Anne is about to step off when a man looks back at her on the other side of the doors. Looking fast, she confuses the man's face with EJ's, and slaps him hard across the face, repeatedly.

ANNE: You disgusting bastard!


In the hallway at Countess W, a pair of repairmen step off the elevator, tool kits and ladder in hand.

RALPH: Hey Frank, so what's the deal with the ladder, man? I thought you broke it last week.

Frank sets the ladder up by Abigail's office door. He goes to step onto the first rung, unconcerned by his co-worker's reminder, and grabs a small flashlight from his toolbelt.

FRANK: Nah, I bent it slightly. Still holds up fine. I used it all day yesterday. Didn't even wobble.

RALPH: Alright, but I figure it's as good as excuse to get a new one as anything. Boss might even expense it.

Frank laughs as he climbs up, lifting the ceiling tile to check the wiring above.

FRANK: Yeah, right. Since when'd the DiMeras ever do anything nice, man.

RALPH: That's the truth.

Ralph grabs a wrench and begins looking through his toolkit.

Inside Abigail's office, Abby grimaces as she stands up, but EJ can't help but show his concern.

EJ: Abigail, really. What on Earth is going on?

ABBY: Just...ugh. I ate something I shouldn't have at lunch, it's no big deal, okay?

EJ: Abigail, I really think you should go see a doctor about this. It's obviously been bothering you for weeks now.

Abigail turns quickly to EJ, snapping at him.


ABBY: Stop telling me what to do, EJ! I am not going to a doctor, there is nothing wrong, I'm fine, okay? Just...leave it alone.

EJ: Leave what alone, Abigail? There's something you're not telling me and if it involves me then I need to know about it.

Abigail stares off into space, imagining her mother chastizing her for getting involved with EJ. Her voice rings clearly in her head.

JENN: I can't believe you're pregnant with EJ DiMera's baby, I'm so disappointed. My own daughter, letting me down...

The face Abby sees becomes JJ's.

JJ: My own sister, a DiMera slut...

JJ's face morphs into Jack's, much to Abigail's terror.

JACK: No daughter of mine would be so filthy as to...


Abigail snaps back to reality upon hearing EJ. She looks up at him, almost terrorized.

ABBY: I can't. I need some fresh air. I'm gonna be sick.

Abigail storms out the door of her office, surprising Frank on the ladder, which knocks him off balance as the ladder buckles under the changing weight. It falls over, knocking Abigail and Frank down with it.

Upon seeing the accident, EJ rushes to Abigail's side. Ralph runs over as well.

RALPH: What the Hell happened??!

EJ: Abigail! Abigail!

Abigail lies unconscious on the floor. EJ leans over, holding her head in his hands, checking her vital signs.





Written by A. Washington-Beeby

Story Consultants: ML Cooks & C. Nathaniel Richardson

Billie sits at her desk at MadWorld, when a call comes in for her. After a second, Billie picks up.

BILLIE (into phone): Yes, Paul? Excellent, send him in.

A moment later, Paul, her secretary, ushers Roman Brady into her office. A smile is on his face.

ROMAN: Billie! I got some news for you. And I think you will be really happy with the results.

Billie smiles widely, itching to hear the news.


Marlena knocks frantically on Kim's door. After knocking for a bit, Kim opens the door, confused by the frantic knock.

KIM: Marlena! What's going on? I was just about to head o--

MARLENA: Oh Kim, I'm glad I found you.

Marlena reaches for Kim's arm, the panic evident in her movements, which puts Kim on edge.

KIM: Marlena! What's wrong, did something happen?

Marlena stops herself, she lets go of Kim's arm and centres herself for a moment.

MARLENA: Yes. I...I need you to come to the hospital with me. There's been an accident.

Kim gasps quietly. She steps back into her apartment to grab her purse. She's prepared, almost as though she knew it was coming.

KIM: It's Theresa, isn't it?

Marlena nods as Kim hastily locks her apartment door. Kim presses the button on the elevator repeatedly, as though that would make it come faster.

KIM: Oh God, let's go. Did you drive here?

MARLENA: Yes, I'll meet you there.

As they step in, Kim looks to Marlena.

KIM: I'm almost afraid to ask...but...(sigh) What happened?

Marlena looks to Kim empathetically as the doors close.


Abigail is sitting at her desk at Countess W. She's trying to focus on her work, but all she can focus on is the letter from the hospital, saying she's pregnant. She tries in vain to refocus, but can't seem to see anything but the letter, though she continues to type.

The word "pregnant" appears on her computer monitor, the result of her mistyping. She hits backspace, but the computer freezes and won't erase the word immediately. She jams on the key repreatedly in frustration, before slouching back in her chair.

ABBY: What am I gonna do?

Abby sits bolt upright as a voice calls out to her from the doorway of her office.

EJ: About what, exactly?

Abby hestitates to come up with an answer, looking like a deer caught in the headlights by EJ's question.




Roman hands Billie the report he ran up on the flash drive.

ROMAN: Turns out that not only was that used to connect to a device within Titan, but it also has some familiar fingerprints on it.

Billie reads over the letter, a smile slowly building on her face.

BILLIE: Sheryl Connors.

ROMAN: You betcha.

BILLIE: So we have what we need to nail her now, right?

ROMAN: Not exactly.

Billie's face drops at Roman's admission.

BILLIE: What do you mean? You have the proverbial smoking gun in your hands. What's the problem?

ROMAN: It's not enough, Billie. All this proves is that Sheryl had a flash drive in a computer inside an office she wasn't supposed to be in. The problem is that that drive had no contents, and no accessible files. Even for our techs.

BILLIE: So we're back to square one.

ROMAN: Not exactly. This is just the start. I think we'll be able to get them now, just need to wait just a little longer.

Billie smiles at Roman, hoping he's onto something.


Hope steps off the elevator at Titan, and as she steps off, sees Nick pass her by. She taps him on the shoulder, and waves as he looks over to her.

NICK: Hope! Hey! How are you?

Hope leans in for a hug, she smiles for a second, the first time since finding out about Brady's accident. As they separate from their hug, Hope's demeanour returns to a sombre state. Nick notices immediately.

HOPE: I'm...alright.

NICK: I kinda don't believe you.

HOPE: Well...it's...I have some bad news I have to pass on to Victor and Maggie.

NICK: Oh? Maggie's here?

HOPE: Yeah! It's...(sigh) It's about Brady and Theresa. They...were in a pretty serious car accident and...

Hope struggles to finish her thought and Nick puts a hand on her shoulder.

NICK: Are they alright?

Hope starts to tear up a bit. She shakes her head.

HOPE: No. Theresa's in for surgery at the hospital and Brady...they...we can't find him.

NICK: Wait, what?

HOPE: Just...I'll explain later. Okay?

NICK: Yeah, sure.

Hope queezes Nick's hand before walking away, headed for Victor's office. Nick remains stoic until Hope is out of sight, then smirks and pulls out his trusty tablet.

He sends Nicole, Jordan and Sheryl a message.

I think we just hit the jackpot, folks

NICK: Sorry, Vic. But it looks like your bad news is gonna be even worse after the Titan TV vote. Especially now.


Kim and Marlena step off the elevator at University Hospital. Both are hurried and head directly for Kayla, who is standing at the Nurses' station.

MARLENA: Kayla! Have you heard anything?

KIM: How did the surgery go?

Kayla stays collected, but stoic, as she looks into her sister's pleading eyes.

KAYLA: We don't know much right now. All I can say is that Daniel's in there right now, finishing up the operation. She seems to be hanging on but...there could be severe brain trauma. She may be in a coma for a very long time.

KIM: My God. My baby!

Kayla steps away from the Nurses' station and gives Kim a big hug. The sisters stay locked in an extended embrace, as Marlena looks over to see Sami emerge from the opposite hallway. Sami sees Marlena with Kim and Kayla and heads over immediately, her face heavy with concern.

SAMI: Aunt Kim, Aunt Kayla....Mom...Why...what's going on?

KAYLA: Uh...Sami...there's been an accident.

SAMI: What? What happened?

KAYLA: Theresa and Brady. They drove off an embankment and into the river--

SAMI: Oh my God. How are they, what...how...?

MARLENA: Sami, you just came from your appointment with Laura, just...go home and rest, I'll let you know what's going on as soon as I know, okay?

SAMI: No way. I'm gonna stay right here. I'll let EJ know I'm cancelling my appointments for the day, and just...I need to be here for Brady.

Marlena puts a hand on Sami's shoulder and looks intensely at her. She leans in and tells her quietly.

MARLENA: Honey, Brady's not here. They...they can't find a body, the car's submerged in the river but...

SAMI: Well that means he escaped, right?

MARLENA: They said that, under the circumstances and the speed he was travelling, the chances are very low that he survived.

Sami takes a step back, unable to soak in the information. She chokes back a bit, looking away from her mom.

SAMI: I...I can't believe this.

Marlena leans over and gives Sami a sustained hug, as Sami holds her mom tightly for comfort. Kim and Kayla look on, Kim holding her sister tightly, a saddened look in her eyes.


Abby smiles cautiously at EJ.

ABBY: Oh...uh...this...report. I...I can't figure out how to finish it up is all.

EJ steps casually into Abigail's office.

EJ: Well, I suggest taking a bit of a break and concentrating on yourself. You seem overworked.

Abigail rolls her eyes at this dismissively, turning off her computer monitor.

ABBY: EJ, I'm fine. I've just been under some pressure and learning a new job. It's not a big deal.

EJ: Yes, well, I worry about you, you know.

ABBY: Well, stop doing that. Focus on Sami. She needs you right now.

EJ: Abigail, you're my employee, I have every right to be concerned about your well-being. Particualrly when it affects your work.

ABBY: Well, don't, EJ. I will be fine. And technically, I'm working for Sami. You and I are done. Finished. I'm not risking any repeats, especially not here.

EJ: I didn't mean that.

EJ walks towards Abigail's desk and leans on it, staring her down intently.

EJ: Abigail. What is wrong?


Anne Milbauer steps onto the elevator at her apartment building, fuming from her earlier confrontation with EJ. She presses the button to her floor, then presses the close button repeatedly. The door closes and slowly ascends.

2nd floor.

3rd floor.


The elevator stops, never reaching the 4th floor (Anne's floor). The lights dim in the elevator, throwing Anne off.

The emergency light comes on, noting a power outage in the elevator. Anne presses the 4th floor button again repeatedly, hoping to jump start the elevator's movement. Her efforts are in vain.

Suddenly a voice comes on through the speakers on the elevator. Instead of an emergency call, the sound the local news radio feed blares through the speakers.

RADIO: ...local news, Titan CEO Brady Black was involved in a single-vehicle accident today on the north side of the city. Mr. Black's car careened off the edge of an embankment alongside the Salem River, and crashed into the river, where his body has yet to be recovered. His passenger, Theresa Donovan, is in a coma tonight at Salem University Hospital.

The news of Theresa's accident stuns as causes Anne to panic. She screams out.

ANNE: HELP! Get me out of here! HELP!

After no one comes after a second or responds, she is overcome with a sense of dread.

ANNE: EJ set this all up. He had Theresa run off the road. My God. And now he's after me.



DAYS #46: Aftermath





Written by A. Washington-Beeby

Story Consultants: ML Cooks & C. Nathaniel Richardson



Abigail steps into the Horton living room, feeling groggy from the previous night's sleep. She looks in the mirror, studying the bags under her eyes, and thinks back to her tryst with EJ.


She snaps herself out of it as Jenn walks in.


JENNIFER: Hey, Honey. You heading for work soon?

ABBY: Uh...yeah. Soon.


Jenn's a bit concerned by Abby's drowsiness. She walks over to her, as Abby tries to pretend she's fine.


JENNIFER: Honey, are you okay?

ABBY: Yeah, Mom, I'm fine.

JENNIFER: Are you sure? You've been so...down lately.

ABBY: Well...what do you mean?

JENNIFER: Well, you're tired all the time, you've put on weight, you're complaining about being sore when you get home from work. I mean, Abigail, you were never like this at the hospital. Are you sure you're enjoying working at Countess W?

ABBY: Yeah! It's good.


Jennifer isn't convinced, and presses some more, putting a hand on Abby's shoulder.


JENNIFER: Really? You know, Abigail, you can tell me anyth--


Abby finally snaps at Jenn, and turns sharply to face her.




ABBY: ...Yes, Mom! It's a great job, and I'm fine. Could you please just stop...badgering me.


Abby turns away and runs up the stairs, leaving Jenn in the living room, dumfounded.






Rafe and Jordan drive down the highway, heading away from Salem. Smiling, and enjoying the drive despite the heavy cloudcover.


RAFE: Yeah, it's gonna rain soon.

JORDAN: Well, we got at least a couple more hours to drive yet, so, at least we'll stay dry, right?

RAFE: Yeah. You know, I'm really glad you and I could get away for the weekend and you finally get to meet my mom. She's...pretty excited to finally meet you.


Jordan smiles at Rafe.


JORDAN: I'm really excited to meet her. Anita sounds like a lovely woman.


Jordan looks away, her smile fades as she thinks back to what Sheryl told her.






Sheryl looks matter-of-factly at Jordan, and, almost without emotion, issues a stern warning.




SHERYL: If you get involved with that cop, you keep it strictly business. You use him as an in to find out what you can about EnerNext, and we'll use that in to get what we need. Do not catch feelings, Kaylie. I'm serious.




RAFE: You alright?


Jordan snaps out of it, and turns to Rafe. She smiles again.


JORDAN: Yeah. I'm fine, just...thinking about work.

RAFE: Well, look. You've got a whole weekend to not think about work, so just...don't worry about it.

JORDAN: That's not always the easiest thing, and you know it.


Rafe takes Jordan's hand in his and quickly smiles at her, before looking back at the road. Jordan smiles back, feeling reassured.


The rain begins to come down against the windshield. Jordan looks out ahead. As she looks out, she sees a clearing off the upcoming embankment, with a group of cars lining the shoulder. Looking closer, she sees someone lying down on the side of the road.


JORDAN: Oh my God, Rafe. Pull over.

RAFE: What the...?


Rafe pulls over and Jordan jumps out, and he and Jordan jump from the car. Rafe walks over to where the people are gathered around the woman lying on the side of the road.


RAFE: What happened here?


A middle-aged man turns to Rafe and explains emphatically.


MAN: I was driving up behind when I seen these two drive right off the edge of the road here and off into the lake. The girl here jumps out and the car went right off the edge, I was freakin' out, ya know?

RAFE: What the...


Looking down, he sees that the woman on the ground is Theresa. As Jordan leans down to check Jordan's vitals, Rafe immediately calls into the station.







Sheryl and Nick are having something to eat at the Brady Pub. Discussing business, as per usual. Sheryl appears very pleased by Nick's news.


SHERYL: I got to admit, Nick. You've really surprised me.

NICK: Oh really?

SHERYL: Yeah. I mean, I didn't expect you'd be such a good ally in all this, but...I mean, you've got the media eating out of your hand, you've got all the technology in the world at your fingertips, and you've got the key to prime real estate for the oil sands project in your control. I couldn't have asked for a better ally.

NICK: And now that Brady is out as CEO, I think we'll finally be able to get Titan TV fully in our corner. And then the rest of Titan's house of cards will collapse right on cue.


As Nick says this, Sheryl raises her glass to toast him. As they clink glasses, Gabi walks into the pub. She spots Nick and walks over.


GABI: Nick! Hey! Sorry if I'm interrupting, do you have a moment?


Nick turns and smiles at Gabi. Sheryl looks up, and smiles Gabi's way.


SHERYL: Oh, don't mind me. I can make some calls. I need to take care of something anyway. If you'll excuse me.


Sheryl gets up and courteously steps away, spotting Jordan quickly heading for the front door to enter the pub. Sheryl motions to Jordan to turn back around and stay outside. Jordan obliges and heads back into the pathway outside the pub, where Sheryl steps out and meets with her.




SHERYL: I thought you and your cop were taking a "romantic getaway" this weekend.

JORDAN: Well, we WERE, and then we stumbled upon what might be something huge to help us win this whole thing. No violence, no fight, nothing.


Sheryl is in disbelief. She looks behind her to make sure no one is watching before turning back to Jordan.


SHERYL: Okay, what is it?

JORDAN: Theresa Donovan was in a car accident outside Salem. The car skidded and drove off an embankment and into the river, but Theresa managed to jump out before the car crashed.


Sheryl looks side to side, confused and disinterested.


SHERYL: What does that have to do with anything?

JORDAN: Rafe is pretty certain he knows who was driving the car.

SHERYL: Okay. Who?


Jordan leans in closer, a bit of a sinister's happy look on her face.


JORDAN: Brady Black.


Sheryl's face cannot hide the surprise of the news. Her eyes pop out a bit as she chokes out a reply.


SHERYL: What??




Inside, Gabi sits down across from Nick and smiles warmly.


NICK: So, to what do I owe the pleasure?

GABI: Well...I have something to ask you.

NICK: Yeeeees?


Nick leans in with interest as Gabi fights with everything in her not to recoil in terror, pretending to be at worst, pleasant, and at best, warm and engaging with Nick. She finally, after a few awkward seconds, gets up the courage to ask him.


GABI: ...Did you want to maybe...have dinner with me tonight?

NICK: Yes! I mean...absolutely, I'd love to. Uh...but where did this come from?

GABI: Oh I just...it's nothing. I just...I thought about what you said, Nick, and...I agree.


Nick looks on warmly, as though Gabi's his whole world. Gabi is a bit more reticent.


GABI: ...And I think that you've been....so good with this whole....living situation and...really great with Will and Sonny, and of course with Arianna.

NICK: I...love that little girl so much. As if she were my own flesh and blood.


Gabi smiles, she takes a moment before contining her thought.


GABI: So I wanted to thank you.And how better than a little...date between us.


Gabi cringes a bit as the thought of another date with Nick, but she hides it.


NICK: Okay, but only if I get to be the one to pay for it. You're not exactly a Rockafeller, you know.

GABI: (laughs) I know. (short sigh) Fine, it's a deal.


Gabi extends her hand to Nick, a cute smirk on her face, and the two shake.




Tyler and Maggie break their handshake as the door to Victor's office opens and Victor returns. He looks up and sees both Maggie and Tyler in his office.


VICTOR: Ah! Tyler. Excellent. I see you've met my wife.


Tyler clears his throat, and nods graciously to Maggie.


TYLER: Indeed I have. You're both very fortunate people. Maggie is lovely.

VICTOR: Well, thank you. I'd like to think after this many tries at marriage, I'd at least get one right. Now, is this the paperwork on how we'll be handling the switching over from Brady's control to mine?

TYLER: Uh...yes.

MAGGIE: Wait...you've taken over Titan from Brady.


Victor looks up from his desk, hesitant to share this news with Maggie.


VICTOR: Yes, there was a meeting this morning. Brady needs to enter rehab. He can't run a company in the state he's in.

MAGGIE: You were all gung ho about this before, what changed your mind.

VICTOR: Theresa Donovan and that video she filmed of Brady doing lines of cocaine in some seedy club, then immediately shared it with every vulgar celebrity tabloid she could think of. Something needs to be done.

MAGGIE: So it's damage control for Titan?

VICTOR: No! It just makes sense to do it this way. Either way, we've got important business to discuss, Maggie, sit down. Tyler, thank you.

TYLER: No problem, Vic. And, uh...it was lovely to meet you, Mrs. Kiriakis.


Maggie looks up as Tyler extends a hand once again. She smiles and shakes his hand gently.


MAGGIE: Likewise.


Victor is consumed by his work and pays no mind to the goings-on before him. Once Tyler leaves, Victor launches into his plan.


VICTOR: Okay, let's get down to business.

MAGGIE: Business?

VICTOR: Yes. I wanted to give you an anniversary gift...have a look.


Victor places before Maggie a paper, a proposal to re-open the Penthouse Grille, and naming Maggie as majority owner. A wide smile of surprise and disbelief crosses Maggie's face as she reads.




Abigail stands in her room, changing into her work clothes after a shower. She's deep in thought. She stops and notices herself in her full-length mirror. She's wearing a towel across her body and one over her head to help dry her hair.


Looking in the mirror, Abby analyses every curve in her body. Stretch marks that weren't there before. She runs her fingers along her thighs and to her lightly protruding belly.


She stops. As if something is hurting her, she recoils her hands away from her stomach. She stares at her stomach with an intense and distressed look, and tries to suck it in. When this doesn't yield the desired result, Abby takes the towel on her head and uses it to cover the mirror.


She walks over to her vanity, which has a letter on top from University Hospital. The letter is not, however, about her job there.


The letter, dated July 14, 2014, notes that Abby is at approximately 4 months pregnant, and that UH has confirmed her appointments with her OBGYN. Abigail looks over the letter carefully, a look of sickness across her face. She crumples up the letter and throws it across the room, after which she holds her head in her hands, trying to fight back tears.


ABBY: Damn you, EJ. Damn, damn, damn you!




Hope and Rafe are investigating the scene of the accident. The rain complicates their investigation, but they remain unfazed, though Hope is obviously concerned. She walks over to Rafe, who's just stepped away from the edge of the embankment, where he was talking to another investigator.


HOPE: So what's the word on the car?

RAFE: Well...they pulled it from the river, and they're just running the plates now to see whose it is. No driver inside. Seems Theresa opening the door may have helped whoever it was out. There's a chance the driver may be alive.


Hope looks over at the car being towed away from the scene. She looks at it with a look of recognition. Suddenly the lightbulb goes off.


HOPE: Oh my God. That's...that's Brady's car.

RAFE: You sure?

HOPE: Yeah, I see him drive that same one all the time with the cobra on the side. I mean, I don't know a lot about cars but...I'd know it anywhere. It's his baby. Damn it! I just...I was...we have to contact John and...oh my God...

RAFE: It's okay. I know.


As Hope's emotions begin to take over, Rafe puts a comforting hand on Hope's shoulder.




The elevator doors open at University Hospital as Theresa is wheeled into the Emergency Ward. The doctors and nurses kick into action as her unconscious body is wheeled into a room, as the doctors' talk in medical jargon.


Daniel, having been paged from his office, darts over to Theresa's bedside, ready to jump into action. He asks Maxine questions as he heads over.


DANIEL: What've we got?

MAXINE: Accident victim, thrown from a car just before it drove off an embankment. Patient is unconscious, with major fractures to her ribs, two broken arms, and a broken leg. Possible head trauma as well.

DANIEL: Thanks, Maxine. Let's have a look at he--


When he looks down, realizing who his patient is. He is stunned.


DANIEL: Oh. My. God.







Written by A. Washington-Beeby

Story Consultants: ML Cooks & C. Nathaniel Richardson

Sami steps off the elevator at University Hospital, and grabs her cell phone, she makes a quick call to her secretary at Countess W.

SAMI: (into phone) Yes, Jessica? It's Sami. Look, if you can cancel my appointments for the morning, I'll be in an important meeting...Thanks. I'll let you know when I'm heading back. Bye.

Sami hangs up as she approaches Dr. Laura Horton's door. She sighs heavily before stepping inside.


EJ arrives back at the DiMera mansion, on his cell phone with somebody. He is focused and serious with them as he heads directly into the now-empty living room.

EJ: (into phone) So she should be contacting you shortly. I want you to make sure you have that exact medication ready for her...precisely...alright. Call me when it's done.

EJ hangs up the phone, a smirk develops across his face.

EJ: One way to squash a fly...

EJ's smug moment of satisfaction is interrupted by the sound of an argument in the foyer between Harold and a person at the door. EJ's curiosity piqued, he heads for the door.

Anne is at the door, enraged, while Harold tries to keep her at bay.

ANNE: You WILL let me in because I have something very important to share with Mr. DiMera and if you think that--

EJ: Ms. Milbauer. How lovely to see you. Come in.

Harold takes a step back, while Anne smiles a phony "gotcha" smile to Harold, and steps forward towards EJ.


Theresa walks through the path towards the University Hospital parking lot. She's uneasy, and deep in thought about her actions the previous night in Chicago. She looks at her phone and reads the news reports about Brady's ousting at Titan. She feels regretful, but flashes back to seeing the couple that appeared to be Brady and Chloe kissing at the party.

THERESA: You deserved it, Brady. You and that little oompa-loompa of yours.

Just then, Brady pulls up in his car.


He looks exhausted and wired. He glares at Theresa with an intensity and anger that Theresa isn't used to from him.

BRADY: Get in.




Tyler steps into Victor's office, while looking down at a file folder with paperwork. He knocks as he opens the door, but steps right in without concern.

TYLER: Victor, I think we need to go over the details of your succession plan, iron out the details so we're covered with regards to Brady...oh.

Upon looking up, Tyler realizes that Victor is not the one in the office, but Maggie. She turns around the face Tyler, smiling warmly.

MAGGIE: You know, I'd heard of married couples starting to look the same over time, but this is ridiculous.

Tyler is taken aback, feeling a bit sheepish for his error, but Maggie gives a cheeky smile, before extending a hand in greeting.

MAGGIE: I'm Maggie Kiriakis.

TYLER: Pleasure to meet you.

Tyler extends his hand in greeting, the two linger a little too long in shaking hands.


Anne storms into the DiMera living room, as EJ motions to Harold. Harold nods and heads for the kitchen.

EJ steps into the room casually, as though he knows exactly what's going on. Anne is visibly agitated, and ready for a fight.

EJ: And what can I help you with, Ms. Milbauer?

Anne reaches into her bag and slaps the freezer bag containing the suspect letter against EJ's chest.

ANNE: Either you're really bad at intimidating me, or this is more of your macabre DiMera humour. Seriously, EJ? Suspiciously powdered letters?

EJ takes the bag and opens it, casually pulling the letter out of the bag, and opening it, as he speaks, he pulls the letter out to show Anne, while dusting it off.

EJ: I confess, I was not at the office this morning when this was sent to you. I was working from home on the fundraising for the hospital for you, and when the delivery man arrived, I'd already begun baking cookies with the children.

As EJ says this, Harold strolls into the room with a platter of cookies. EJ hands the letter over to Anne, who looks it over suspciously, before looking up at EJ, who has taken two cookies from the platter.

EJ: I was unable to clean my hands so I'm sorry for the uhh...heh, baking powder all over the letter. Uh...would you like a cookie? The children worked very hard on them.

Anne looks down at the cookie, and shakes her head.

ANNE: You really must think I'm an idiot. Like I'm gonna take cookies from you, you know you're really a sick man.

EJ: Oh come on, Ms. Milbauer, it's not like they're poisoned. See?

EJ takes one of the cookies and takes a big bite from it. He smiles, and holds his arms out almost victoriously.

EJ: See? I'm fine! I don't know why you're so paranoid, Ms. Milbauer.

At this point, Anne is livid and steps towards EJ menacingly.

ANNE: You know exactly why I'm suspicious of you, EJ. And don't chalk it up to paranoia. You have the audacity to threaten me, and then play these ridiculous, childish pranks in order to scare me out of town so your little affair with Little Miss Sunshine doesn't get found out? You think I'm that stupid? I know it was you sending someone to follow me last night, to freak me out?

EJ: I did no such thing...

ANNE: I know you sent me that letter today with the suspicious powder to make me think it was some kind of poison, and I know those cookies are just your way of making me think I'm losing my mind, or at the very least to discredit me. And you know what? It's not going to work. Because you don't have the balls to actually follow through on any of your threats. You have too much to lose. So stop with the little warning shots, because I know you. You'll all talk, and no walk. Excuse me.

Anne backs away from EJ, grabs her bag and heads off towards the door, grabbing a cookie from the tray on the way out. She tastes one, stopping before she's out the door. She turns to face EJ with a sour look on her face as she chews it.

ANNE: Mm...some advice? Never open a bakery.

Anne turns back around and heads out the door, throwing the cookie out into the bushes as she goes.

EJ laughs to himself as Anne closes the door.



Sami steps into Laura's office. She appears incredibly tense, and Laura can instantly sense this in her. Laura motions for Sami to sit down in a chair on the other side of Laura's desk. Sami obliges.

SAMI: Thanks. I'm...so glad to see you. It's been a really long time.

LAURA: Likewise. Your mother showed me pictures of your children the last time she visited me. They're beautiful.

Sami tenses a bit, thinking of her hesitation with Johnny the previous week, as she finally began to come to grips with his conception. She responds less than happily.

SAMI: Uh...thank you...you know, I've hired your granddaughter, Abigail. She's been...really helpful to me at Countess W.

LAURA: I'm glad. It's such a shame she had problems here at the hospital. I was hoping we could work together, but...

SAMI: Yeah. Some people just don't get along, I guess.

LAURA: I suppose...look, Sami. I noticed your tension when I mentioned your children just now. Are they doing okay?

Sami hesitates to answer for a moment, but smiles and forms an answer.

SAMI: Yes, they're fine. I just...we had some...

LAURA: Sami, are you worried you're disconnecting from your children?

Sami stops and thinks for a second. She nods to Laura hesitantly.

SAMI: And it's not just that. I...the other night, EJ and I fought and...he brought up the night that...Johnny, my youngest son, the night he was....conceived and...

LAURA: Sami, is Johnny's conception a happy memory for you?

Sami looks to the ground. She tries in vain to fight back tears as she struggles to answer Laura. She finally chokes out an answer, barely audible.

SAMI: No. And I'm...I'm afraid of...

LAURA: What are you afraid of, Sami?

Sami swallows, and breathes deeply. After a moment, she finally answers.

SAMI: I'm afraid I'm going to push him away...because when I look at Johnny now...I see what happened that night, and not my beautiful little boy anymore...and I can't...I need help, Laura.



Gabi walks through the park, trying to look inconspicuously for someone. She sits down on the bench and begins to check her texts. EJ's text instructs her to wait on the bench at 3pm for a gentleman. Not describing him any further, Gabi's unsure what to look for.

GABI: Real helpful, EJ.

Just as she says this, a man sits down on the bench next to her, and quietly speaks.

MAN: You Gabi?

Gabi looks over at the man, and nods.

GABI: You have it?

MAN: It's all yours.

The man hands her a small pill bottle, as discreetly as possible. Gabi looks up at him, while looking around to see if anyone else is looking. She slips the pills into her bag, and the man looks her intensely.

It's Liam.

LIAM: And remember, you've never seen me before, and you won't recognize me if you see me again. If you need anything else, contact EJ.

Gabi stares nervously at him, and nods, before grabbing her bag and taking off.


Brady drives aggressively down the road. Theresa sits next to him in his car, visibly nervous. So nervous, in fact, she can barely look over at him, nearly transfixed on the road.

THERESA: So...Brady.

BRADY: I thought we could go for a drive....have a little talk. You and I.

THERESA:oh...oh yeah? What about?

BRADY: Well, what happened to you last night when you left the party...you know I wanted to find you.

THERESA: Ohh yeah?

Brady looks at Theresa and smiles.

BRADY: Yeah. I wanted to surprise you. I was gonna rent out the biggest suite at that hotel across the street you loved so much. You know, you said it was so glamourous, and you just...you wish you could spend one night there.

THERESA: You...you would do that for me?

BRADY: Yes. Yes, I would. And I almost did too. But I couldn't find you...or my credit card. So I ended up going back to Salem where I find out that my company credit card, there's this...$200-plus cab fare on it. And it's funny because, the charge was made around the same time I went looking for you at the club.

THERESA: Look, Brady, I--

Brady's anger is starting to creep into his voice, his motions becoming ever more staccato, as his foot presses harder on the gas. The car enters the highway leaving Salem.

BRADY: You know, then this video is online of me...doing cocaine. And it's like...it's so funny, it's at that same time when you were trying to take a selfie and you were too drunk to figure out your phone? Such a weird coincidence, huh?

Brady's foot presses more and more on the accelerator, as the car pushes up towards 70, 75, 80mph. Theresa holds onto the grip on the door tightly.

THERESA: B...Brady, slow down.

Brady is looking straight ahead, barely even acknowledging Theresa's existence.


THERESA: Well...well the speed limit, Brady is--

BRADY: Do you honestly think I care right now? Like...at all? Do you think what you want matters to me right now?

THERESA: Brady, you're scaring me.

Brady starts to pay closer attention to Theresa now, but it is mostly anger he shows her as he intermittently divides his attention between her and the road before him.

BRADY: Do you think I'm scared? Huh? Do you think I can feel anything right now?

THERESA: Brady, what are you talking about?

BRADY: What do I have now, Theresa? Think about it for a second, yeah? I just lost my job, my reputation is ruined, the woman I thought I was getting to know and care about, she double-crosses me because she's so damned insecure about me being able to be nice to my ex-wife. Every single woman I ever get involved with betrays me. My family hates me. Tell me, Theresa. What do I have to live for now? Tell me.

THERESA: Okay, okay, Okay--

BRADY:...TELL ME! Do you get it?

THERESA: Okay! I'm sorry, Brady, would you PLEASE slow down.

Brady takes his eyes off the road now entirely, and begins to lean in closer and closer to Theresa.

His speed is now reaching 85mph.

BRADY: Ohhhh no. You don't get it, do you? I want you to listen to me for once. No distractions. No one around to watch you to see the glamourous life you're living off my back. Just you, finally facing the person you are. The despicable, self-absorbed piece of street trash you really are--

Theresa looks away from Brady.


Theresa looks up and sees a sharp turn in the road ahead, she panicks and screams out.


Brady looks up and tries to steer into the turn while slamming on the brakes.

Theresa, in a moment of quick thinking, pulls her door open and leaps from the vehicle, but due to the speed the car is travelling at, she is knocked unconscious and severely injured immediately upon impacting the ground.

Brady's car skids off the road and drives through the barrier, off the side of the embankment, into the lake below.





Written by A. Washington-Beeby

Story Consultants: ML Cooks & C. Nathaniel Richardson

Eric stands in Nicole's hotel room, studying the newspaper she just handed him. Eric is in disbelief at the headline.


Nicole hesitates to reach out for Eric, looking at the pained expression on Eric's face. She finally steps to his side, putting her hands on Eric's shoulders.

ERIC: This is all my fault.


NICOLE: What?! No! How could you even think that?

Eric flinches a bit at Nicole's touch, causing Nicole to jump back a little. Eric turns to her, a look of pain in his eyes. As Eric speaks, the anger in his voice mounts.

ERIC: It's true. If I hadn't been so trusting of Kristen and encouraged her to marry Brady, worked with her. I saw good in that woman and...look what she's done to us?

Nicole steps back, in part sympathy but in fear of Eric's mounting anger.


Nick steps into the lab at Titan, where Percy is working on some paperwork. Nick is beaming with glee as he walks with his tablet in hand.

NICK: Percy, I have the best news you'll hear all week.

Percy turns to face Nick, perked up by the tone in Nick's voice.

PERCY: Well, I do love a bit of good news.

NICK: We may be one step closer to getting EnerNext off your back.

Nick holds up his tablet, which shows the SalemSpectator.com's article for Brady's drug scandal.

NICK: And with Stefano's help, it shouldn't be long now.

Percy smiles while looking over the article quickly, then looking up to Nick with a grateful smile across his face.


EJ turns to Stefano, knowing that helping Gabi probably has something to do with Nick. He almost speaks, then turns back to Gabi.

EJ: Gabriella, I do believe we should find somewhere else to talk. Uh...Father's somewhat busy with business matters at the moment. I, myself, was just about to step out. Maybe...maybe we could have a nice brunch today. My treat.

Gabi looks up at EJ, then to Stefano. Gabi's constant state of panic makes her appear confused by EJ, but eventually she appears to clue in and nods her head in agreement.

GABI: Sure. I...The Brady Pub okay?

EJ: Excellent. Come with me, I'll drive.

EJ takes Gabi by the arm and quickly steps out of the house. Stefano smiles, knowing what Gabi is likely concerned about is Nick.

Outside, EJ closes the door, looks around cautiously, and whispers emphatically to Gabi.

EJ: I need you to do me a favour and not come back to this house without calling first.

GABI: What do you mean?

EJ: I mean, we can't be too careful. Particularly where my father's concerned. Never, ever trust that man.

GABI: You make it sound like he's up to something, he isn't up to something, is he?

EJ Thankfully, no. But with all that's happened the last little while, it wouldn't surprise me if he did. Be. Careful.


Anne walks into the hospital lab and hands the lab tech the freezer bag containing the powder-covered letter DiMera sent her.

ANNE: I want you to run tests on this. Find out what's on it, and report it back only to me, immediately.

The lab tech, a somewhat and intimidated clueless young man, looks up at Anne with concern.

TECH: But what if it's dangerous? I mean this looks like it's got some stuff on it, it could be--

Anne rolls her eyes, clearly lacking patience for this exchange. She interrupts him midway through his dopey dissertation.

ANNE: ...Then wear gloves. Just find out what it is right away, or your entire department will be finding the dangers of the unemployment line. Got it?

Anne storms off, leaving the confused lab tech with the envelope.




Brady stands in the doorway of the Titan board room, a look of terror across his face. He stammers in disbelief at what Victor has just announced.

BRADY: Yo...you....you're not serious.

VICTOR: Unfortunately, I'm dead serious, Brady. You need help.

BRADY: But...but...Grandfather, I can't--

VICTOR: ...Brady this isn't the time or place for this.

Brady steps into the board room. He looks around the room at the faces of the board members, hoping to get through to them as he speaks.

BRADY: No! No, this is the place. Before this entire board...of...people who claim to support me, and my decisions.

Brady looks around, sauntering with a simmering anger around the board room.

BRADY: You...you are a room of backstabbing vultures. That's what you are. You come here, after weeks of telling me "we support you, Brady", "you're doing such great work, Brady". And I have to hear about my own firing on the RADIO!

VICTOR: Brady, that's enough! The board is doing the right thing. You need help more than you need to be running this company.

BRADY: Right, and just when did you become a doctor, Granddad? When did you decide when people are ready for rehab?

VICTOR: Brady, you have a problem. And now the whole world knows it. This is damage control. Our shares have dropped another 15% just this morning, and it's thanks to you and whoever shared that video.

Brady suddenly stops. He turns to Victor in confusion.

BRADY: Video?

VICTOR: Yes, how the Hell else did you think the entire world knew about your drug habit. Someone sent a video of you at that swishy club in Chicago, doing lines off someone's tablet or something.

Brady remembers back to Theresa fumbling with her phone at the club.



Theresa fumbles with her phone, trying to flip the phone around to use the flash, but ends up reversing which lens is in use, and begins recording a video of Brady as he does the line of cocaine from the table. Theresa, not sure why the camera isn't working, flips the phone back around in frustration.

THERESA: Ugh, this damned phone. Never...oh...

BRADY: What?

THERESA: Nothing. Stupid camera was on the wrong function, just...

BRADY: It didn't get a shot of me, did it?

THERESA: I can't even tell. Nothing's working right.

BRADY: Theresa, remember what we said about you being careful?

THERESA: Look who's talking. Mr. Doing-a-line-in-front-of-200-people. God, just chill out, okay? No one saw anything.

BRADY: There's a difference between a bunch of drunk Chicago socialites seeing me do a line and your friends and family in Salem seeing it because your girlfriend couldn't figure her cell phone out.


Brady's eyes light up with the realization that it had to have been Theresa that threw him under the bus.

BRADY: Oh my God.

VICTOR: Finally! He sees the light.

BRADY: I...I gotta go. I'm sorry, everyone, I...I have to take care of something.

Brady makes a beeline for the door of the conference. Victor turns to call him back, concerned by what he may do next.

VICTOR: Brady! Brady! Get back here!

Victor stops as the doors to the board room close behind Brady.


Nicole stands behind a reeling Eric. Unsure what to do to console him, she puts a hand gently on his shoulder. When Eric doesn't flinch, she feels safe to rest her hand there more firmly.

NICOLE: You can't blame yourself for what Kristen did. You're a priest. You guys kinda have this thing about turning the other cheek and forgiveness. You saw a light in Kristen. You wanted to bring out the goodness in her. And she--

Eric turns around abruptly, his anger flaring up again, causing Nicole to jump back a bit.

ERIC: ...And she destroyed my faith in forgiveness. Nicole, it's like part of the very fabric of doing God's work...and I can't even bring myself to do it for my own greivences.

NICOLE: I think being drugged and raped goes a bit beyond a grievence, but...

Eric turns away from Nicole, hoping to avoid crying in her line of sight. His plan fails.

ERIC: But it's made me question so much about my life. My vocation. I mean...what kind of just God would do what has been done to my family, to myself. If this is a test...how many more trials do I need to go through before I finally am able to smile again, Nicole?

Nicole struggles to find words. She begins to cry a bit herself.


Anne sits at her desk at University Hospital when the lab tech from before walks into her office. Anne looks up, expectantly. The lab tech is nervous approaching the imposing HR woman.

TECH: I, uh...Mrs. Mil--

ANNE: ...MS. Milbauer. Mrs. Milbauer is my mother-in-law's name, and if you want to be down one tongue, you keep using that name.

The tech stops dead in his tracks, even more nervous than before.

TECH: Big fan, then?

ANNE: Huge. What have you got for me? Is the testing done?

TECH: Uhh...YES!

Suddenly remembering he has the results in his hand, he hands the report over to Anne, who brusquely grabs it from him.

ANNE: Thank you.

TECH: I have the...uh...


TECH: Okay, bye!

The tech hastily walks out of Anne's office. Anne opens the file as the door shuts behind him. As she reads the file, Anne beams with delight.

ANNE: You son of a bitch. You're bluffing.


EJ and Gabi sit at a table in the Brady Pub. They sip their coffee together quietly, hoping to avoid arousing suspicion. Gabi is doing a typically awful job at this.

GABI: ...So I need you to do something about Nick. After what he told Rafe last night, I'm afraid to be anywhere near him. I'm worried what he's going to do next.

EJ: Gabriella, I think you overestimate the power this man has. He's clearly lost his mind, but you need to stop panicking. This will only make things worse.

Gabi is visibly nervous, hands shaking her cup of coffee in front of her. EJ puts his hand over hers, causing Gabi to realize how off-kilter she is.

GABI: I know. I know, you're right. But, I just...I can't shake the feeling that Nick's gonna find a way to...I don't even know what he's gonna do. I'm scared, EJ.

EJ: What do you want me to do, Gabi?

GABI: You've got to stop him. Like, I wish he never got out of prison.

EJ takes a second to think, and looks over at the table to the left of Gabi, looking at the day's Salem Spectator, featuring the headline about Brady's drug scandal. His face lights up.

EJ: I think I might know just what we can do.


Nick walks down the hallway at Titan, heading for Sheryl's office. He knocks on the doorframe, seeing her at work at her desk. Sheryl recognizes him immediately, and barely looks up from her computer screen.

SHERYL: What do you want, Nick?

NICK: To share the good news with you.

SHERYL: I heard. So what's our next move.

NICK: Time to watch Brady Black self-destruct. Hopefully it happens before the Titan TV vote, and then Titan's poisoned influence over this town will be over.

Sheryl looks up at Nick, a pleased look across her face.


Theresa walks through Town Square, deep in thought, when her phone rings. She pulls it out of her purse and checks who it is, half-hoping it's Brady, but usure if she would answer if it is.

It's Anne.

Theresa rolls her eyes and answers.

THERESA: (into phone) What do you want?


Anne sits at her desk, using her office phone.

ANNE: (into phone) A warmer greeting for a start.


THERESA: Sorry, I'm just...I'm waiting on a call, kay? Can this wait?


ANNE: No. It can't. I've got something important to tell you.


THERESA: Okay, well, say it fast, I don't have a lot of time, I'm busy.


ANNE: Cut the snark, okay? I'm really getting sick of--


THERESA: Anne! I'm waiting for Brady to call. I don't have time for this.


ANNE: Hey! Cool it, little lady. Look, you remember our little...situation with sweet little Abby Deveraux, right?


Theresa rolls her eyes at the thought of Abigail.

THERESA: Yyyyep!


ANNE: Well...turns out EJ DiMera knows what's going on, and he's a little pissed off. He's been trying to rile me up the last week or so, and he's using some pretty lame tricks to do it. So if you happen to run into him, or feel like anything weird's going on, you just let me know, and take it with a grain of salt, okay?


THERESA: Noted. K, bye.

Theresa hangs up the phone, having been totally disinterested in Anne's little piece of lame gossip. Just as she does, she gets a text. She checks it.

It's from Brady.

Meet me @ UH parking lot in 10, need 2 talk

Theresa is concerned by Brady's text, and rushes off to meet him.


Brady, sitting in his car, puts his phone away, cleans up the cocaine residue off the tablet on the car dashboard in front of him, and revs the engine of his car, then heads off to meet Theresa at UH.






Written by A. Washington-Beeby

Story Consultants: ML Cooks & C. Nathaniel Richardson


The morning edition of the Salem Spectator falls in front of Nicole's door at the hotel. Shortly thereafter, Nicole opens the door and picks it up, while clutching her morning coffee.

Upon opening the rolled-up paper and seeing the headline, she drops her mug.

The headline:



Brady's alarm goes off to the sound of the radio blasting a news report. Initially, Brady is groggy, but as he listens to the report, he wakes up fast.

RADIO: ...Brady Black's head may be on the chopping block at Titan today after video footage collected by gossip site A2Z shows Black, highly intoxicated and openly doing lines of cocaine at a Chicago club. This comes just weeks after the disasterous announcement that Titan was acquiring oil and gas firm EnerNext in a multi-billion dollar deal. Executives at Titan are currently in an emergency meeting to discuss the future of Mr. Black's tenure as CEO--

Brady shuts the radio off and lies back in bed, a look of horror in his eyes.


Victor calls the meeting to order, a flurry of activity in the room as the board members take their seats. Kate, Lucas, Tyler, Billie, and Victor are joined by three other board members, as they slowly come to order.

Kate sits between Lucas and Billie, and leans toward them, speaking quietly.

KATE: I guess our hot mess CEO finally got a little sloppy where people can see.

Victor stands at the end of the table. He sounds exhausted, without his usual fire.

VICTOR: This meeting will come to order. As you've probably heard, we have a bit of a crisis on our hands. My grandson has become involved in some things that will put into question every business decision this company has made and will make in the coming weeks, and I propose a solution that will allow us to retain those contracts, and salvage our image. But I will need your help.


Stefano is sitting in the living room of the DiMera mansion, going over paperwork. EJ is standing pensively in the doorway, almost looking right past Stefano. He walks into the room slowly, a coffee cup in hand.

EJ: Good morning, Father.

Stefano looks up, pleased to see EJ.

STEFANO: Elvis! Good morning, my son. I was just looking over the news.

EJ: Regarding whom?

STEFANO: Brady Black. Looks like you aren't the only one who is getting sloppy in your business.

Stefano takes the newspaper and flops it down on the table before EJ. EJ studies the headline carefully.




EJ looks up from the paper, still a bit taken aback by the headline.

EJ: You know, this was bound to happen. I mean, Brady Black has always had a substance abuse problem. Frankly, I don't even know why this is scandalous anymore.

STEFANO: Or why Victor Kiriakis is dumb enough to continue to keep him in the family business. Which reminds me, you might want to be a little more careful in your future extra-curricular activities, if you know what I mean.

EJ rolls his eyes, and closes the doors to the living room before responding.

EJ: Alright, Father. I know you want to talk about this, so have at it. Gloat at how my relationship with Samantha is falling apart around my ears and how much better off I am without her.

STEFANO: I don't have to, you just did.

EJ: But that's the thing. You're just so happy that this has happened, you can't bear it. So tell me. How'd you find out about it, hm?

Stefano wordlessly shuffles some papers around, before opening his desk drawer. He pulls out a green envelope and hands it to EJ.

EJ: What on Earth is that?

STEFANO: Something an associate of mine has been working on. You may be interested in it.

EJ frowns in confusion, before opening the envelope. Inside is a picture of EJ and Abigail in a passionate kiss at the cabin on Smith Island. EJ is stunned by this discovery.



Anne steps groggily to the doorway of her apartment. A long night after her run-in with Daniel's car, and a lack of sleep have left her visibly tired. She notices a letter addressed to her on the floor. She goes to grab it, and feels as she picks up the envelope, an unusual texture to the paper.

It feels rough, almost like sandpaper...but loose, as though unattached to the paper itself.

A sort of powdery texture is across the letter, and Anne reluctantly feels it across her fingertips, as she recalls EJ's threat against her the previous evening.

EJ: Are you seriously going to threaten me?

EJ walks closer to Anne, as Anne leans against her desk. They both have a guarded appearance, almost trying to seem more imposing than the other.

ANNE: Well, it seems to me that I hold the cards here. And we all know how hard you're trying to be a "good man" now. So, what exactly are you going to threaten me with?

EJ: I just want to remind you of what historically has happened to those who decide to meddle in the affairs of the DiMera family. It doesn't end well for them.

Suddenly, after spending a moment studying the envelope, she drops it in revulsion. She looks at the envelope on the ground. The DiMera Enterprises crest, the Phoenix, on the top corner next to the return address.

ANNE: That bastard. That sick, twisted bastard.


Jenn brings in the morning paper, and heads into the living room, where Abigail is fully dressed for work. She seems in a haze, which Jennifer notices.

JENNIFER: Hey, Abigail. Ready for work, Sweetie?

ABIGAIL: Ready as I'll ever be.

JENNIFER: How are you liking working at Countess W so far? Is the glamourous world of makeup as exciting as you thought it'd be?

Abigail doesn't even crack a smile at Jenn's comment. She glumly looks down at the table, filing away the last papers into her new bag.

ABIGAIL: Ohhh Glamourous is not a word I would use to describe this job, Mom. Now 'stress', THAT is a word I would use.

JENNIFER: Already? I mean, you've only been there a few weeks, honey. Any new job is gonna be stressful.

ABIGIAL: This, this is a completely different kind of stress.

JENNIFER: You having to work so closely with EJ?

Abigail looks up at Jenn, stunned for a moment.


Jenn puts a sympathetic hand on Abigail's shoulder.

JENNIFER: Abigail, I understand. It's still fresh, the pain that EJ and Chad caused you. It's alright, though. Just work your hardest and you'll be able to move on one day.

ABIGAIL: Oh. Yeah. I hope so.

JENNIFER: You're stronger than you think, honey. I mean, come on, you're my daughter, and Jack Deveraux's daughter, for crying out loud. Some skinny DiMera kid isn't gonna ruin your life, is he?

Abigail finally smiles a bit, and looks over at her mom lovingly.

ABIGIAL: Thanks, Mom.

Jenn kisses Abigail goodbye, but Abigail notices the headline of the newspaper Jenn dropped on the coffee table, and is shocked, pointing at the newspaper.

ABIGAIL: Oh my God. Mom, do you think Theresa had anything to do with this?

JENNIFER: I don't know, honey. But I do know Brady's been getting himself into enough trouble without her help lately. But I wouldn't be surprised if Theresa is part of the blame.


Nicole is in her hotel room, cleaning up the coffee she spilt on herself when Eric comes to her door. Noticing the door is slightly ajar, he pushes it open.

ERIC: Nicole! What happened?

NICOLE: I spilled coffee all over my robe. Thankfully it's not mine or I'd be pitching a fit right now.

Eric smiles at Nicole as he steps into her room.

NICOLE: Stop that, it's not funny.

ERIC: What, are you that clumsy in the morning? Do we need to give you sippy cup until you've had a couple cups?

Eric puts his hands on Nicole's shoulders, laughing at his own jokes. Nicole rolls her eyes, but really doesn't mind Eric's teasing.

NICOLE: I'm fine. I just...I read something.

ERIC: What?

NICOLE: (sighs) You may wanna sit down for this.

Nicole grabs the newspaper from her desk and hands it reluctantly over to Eric. Eric sees the headline and is stunned and concerned.


Anne scurries into her kitchen, and washes her hands thoroughly in piping hot water. The entire time, she mutters to herself in anger.

ANNE: So either Mr. DiMera is trying to kill me with anthrax-laced letters, which I highly doubt, or he wants me to think he is to "warn me".

Anne finishes washing her hands of any trace residue from the letter and puts on her rubber kitchen gloves. She puts each one on with a dramatic snap as the gloves struggle to fit on her hands.

ANNE: And that, dear Elvis, is not going to work on old Anne Milbauer.

She grabs a plastic freezer bag from the drawer, and walks back into the living room.

Carefully, she picks the envelope up and drops it into the freezer bag, before sealing it up.

ANNE: I don't suffer fools easily, EJ. You better watch your back too.

Anne places the bagged letter in her purse, and hastily heads out the front door, closing it with a slam.


EJ looks at the photo incredulously. He shakes his head and inspects the photo carefully, as though he would be able to find it was a fabrication with the naked eye.

EJ: Father, why do you have this?

Stefano walks around EJ to grab a drink. He pours the drink, casually sipping it as he talks with EJ, and paces the room.

STEFANO: Well, you see, I wanted to be absolutely sure that you would keep your promise to me to keep our family together, and to honour me as your father. And so, when I heard about all this nonsense with Nicholas Fallon that you, Katerina, and Samantha have all been involved in, I became concerned.

EJ: So you had someone follow me.

STEFANO: I had to make sure you were taking care of things correctly. There is a strange old man in the woods that's been making noises about Titan buying his land. I heard he was quite a photographer. So I made him a deal.

EJ: Blackmail photos of me in exchange for the funds to fight Titan to keep his property.

Stefano nearly spits out his drink at EJ's suggestion of blackmail.

STEFANO: Blackmail is such a strong word. In my family, we do not blackmail each other.

EJ, sensing the complete absurdity of Stefano's statement, turns to Stefano, exasperated, his voice raising quickly.

EJ: Well, what would you call it then, Father? Shall we go out and get a nice frame for this? Maybe blow this photo up and put it up on the wall next to your portrait? What else do you call this BUT blackmail?!

STEFANO: Insurance! Naturally, we cannot rebuild my family if you are working to undermine me. And besides, this way, I have someone working on the inside at Titan to try to take them down.

EJ sits down on the couch, worn out by the revelations Stefano has just laid out for him.

EJ: I don't believe this. You do realize you've essentially hired Nicholas Fallon and his lapdog to spy on me. The same man who very nearly destroyed Will's life because he didn't like the idea of two men raising their own child together. You do realize how easily this could blow up in your face, right?

Stefano, unfazed, shrugs, before sitting back down at his desk.

STEFANO: As long as Nicholas Fallon and Percy Ruggles work for me, you have nothing to worry about. Just remember, Elvis, I can and will help you keep these secrets no matter what. But you must support me as well. It's all in your hands.

EJ: My God. It's all about control with you, isn't it? You can't love people normally, you have to manipulate them to love you the way you want, or else it's not good enough. I...I cannot...

EJ seethes with anger over his stupidity, and prepares to let off a further tirade at his father, when Harold opens the doors to the living room, causing EJ to turn around with a start. Harold is careful upon seeing EJ's reaction and enters slowly.

HAROLD: Pardon me, Sir. Uh...but...a Miss Hernandez is here to see you.

Gabi follows Harold into the room, she is made up and dressed for the day, but her face wears the burden of the previous night's realization, and her eyes are those of a woman who hasn't slept.

GABI: EJ, I need your help. Badly, it's an emergency.


Victor continues to speak as the emergency board meeting at Titan continues. Kate continues to ignore the proceedings as she speaks to Lucas.

KATE: Honestly, I can't wait to see the look on Brady's face when he finally wakes up from his drug-fuelled haze and realizes what's going on.

Victor is too exhausted to chastize Kate for her gossipping, and continues speaking to the board overtop of her chatter.

VICTOR: My motion is simple, we shall have Brady replaced as CEO at Titan with myself, with Tyler Houston running the EnerNext division, while my grandson submits to an extensive rehabilitation program. Brady will only be considered to recommence his duties as CEO upon sucessful completion of the program, provided the board is satisfied with the arrangement. During this time, Brady will retain his seat on the executive board, and will be compensated using sick benefits. If Brady's rehabilitation is unsuccessful, we shall proceed with a new vote to find a new permanent CEO for Titan. All in favour of this motion.

The board unanimously raises their hands to Victor's motion. Victor looks around for dissenting voters, but, solemnly, he prepares to complete the motion. As Victor begins speaking, Brady opens the doors to the board room, overhearing Victor's announcement.

VICTOR: Then it is so...as of today, the 27th of July, 2014, Brady Black is temporarily relieved of his duties as CEO of Titan Industrie--


The board turn around in shock at Brady's outburst, minus Kate, who half-expected this, and looks up in calm curiosity. She leans over to Billie, whispering not-so-quietly to her.

KATE: Right on cue, as always.


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