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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

Billie looks over at Daniel, who has stopped her at Horton Town Square, concerned with the company she's keeping. Billie is not impressed.

BILLIE: I'm sorry?

DANIEL: What were you doing talking with Theresa Donovan?

Billie leans back, arms folded, floored by Daniel's audacity.

BILLIE: She happens to be a very good friend of mine, thank you.

DANIEL: Well, I guess you're not quite the person I thought you were then.

BILLIE: Excuse me?

Daniel approaches Billie, a bit of menace in his walk. Billie still stares him down, unblinking.

DANIEL: Oh yeah. I went there. You remember your friend Jenn? Yeah, that girl you just were speaking to put her through a living hell these past few months. And me. And JJ.

BILLIE: Oh, I'm aware of all of that. I'm also aware of the hell that girl's gone through before she ever met you or Jennifer or JJ. So you can spare me your holier-than-thou attitude about things you know nothing about, Daniel.

Daniel's taken aback by Billie's impassioned defense of Theresa.


Sheryl and Jordan are sitting at Club TBD in a corner booth. Sheryl is on her laptop, attempting to access a file. Jordan looks over to her, looking occasionally to the laptop, and to the door. A certain tension is across Jordan's face, and she appears jumpy. Sheryl is focused on the work ahead of her.

Finally, Jordan's fidgeting and twitches gets to Sheryl.

SHERYL: Would you stop fidgeting?

JORDAN: I'm sorry. I just...you know this is crazy. I mean....anyone could catch us here.

SHERYL: Well, yes. If you keep acting like a complete nut, yes, they might.

JORDAN: (sighs) I'm sorry. I just...I'm really concerned that you're going too far again, Sheryl.

Sheryl turns abruptly to face Jordan. Jordan's words set her off like a switch had been flipped. She speaks with a quiet rage, not unlike a hot pressure cooker.

SHERYL: Again, hm? Like I did in Canada? Are you seriously gonna say that now? That operation was neccessary, Jordan. We have absolutely no choice but to do that. And if you think this is any different, then you need to go back to Birmingham, and never come back.




EJ approaches Sami's office desk, still reeling from her decision to move out. Sami draws herself up and back with every step EJ takes towards her.

EJ: Samantha, I--

SAMI: EJ. Please. Please don't...come any closer.

EJ fights the anger he feels from the sting of Sami's sudden fear of him. He fights the urge to lash out.

EJ: Samantha, I...I don't...I don't think this is a good idea.

SAMI: EJ, I can't. There is no other option.

EJ: What do you mean, Samantha? I can't...I don't know how much more space I can give you. You're already at the opposite end of the house as it is. And you know father's conditions for your freedom were that the entire family live under one roof.

SAMI: EJ, I never said I was taking Sydney, and Johnny away from you.

EJ: (sigh) You don't get it, do you, Samantha? YOU are my family as well. You are as much my family as my brothers, my sister, my children and my father.

SAMI: Look, I...I do love you. But I...EJ, this feeling, this fear I have in me...I buried it for so long. I tried to hide it and allowed myself to forget that that....side of you existed. I gave myself a sort of....selective amnesia. Our fight last night, it...I need to take some time on my own, away from everyone to just...heal. It's not about not loving you or not seeing you as a part of my life or...or...family. I just need time to truly move past what you did to me.

EJ closes his eyes as Sami speaks. He doesn't look up. The shame he feels washes over him, and he stands solemnly, feeling the gravity of the effect he's had on the woman he loves. He takes a deep breath before speaking.

EJ: Okay. You take the time you need. But remember something. I love you. More than anything in this world. You NEVER lose sight of that for one moment. Who I was then and who I am now are...galaxies apart.

Sami smiles, trying to look at EJ, but she can't, and looks away.

SAMI: I won't. Because I love you too. But I don't know if I'll ever be able to see the man I wanted to marry, without seeing the man who raped me. And I wish I could.

EJ's heart sinks, as does his head, as he fights back tears.


Victor slams his briefcase on the conference table at Titan. Around him sit Brady, and Tyler. All three men are in foul moods after the disaster that was the press conference. Victor opens his briefcase, sorting paperwork as he speaks to the other two men.

VICTOR: Well, that was quite possibly the most spectacular disaster since the Hindenburg. I'm sorry your introduction to the Titan board had to be this mess, Tyler. I expect the rest of your time on the Titan board of directors goes somewhat more smoothly.

BRADY: What I can't figure out is how Nicole, who was supposed to be helping promote the project, managed to be working to demonize this whole project to the public.

TYLER: It's obvious. And I think it should be obvious to all of you that there is a lack of editorial control at Titan TV. And it has become a complete liability to you.

VICTOR: If you're suggesting we divest ourselves of Titan TV, you can save your breath. We need that TV station, particularly if we want to see this project accepted by the public.

BRADY: Grandad's right. But...I also think we need some changes if we are to retain controlling interest in the TV station.

Victor furrows his brow at Brady's suggestion.

VICTOR: What in the hell do you think I was going to suggest? Let that lazy sleaze Miles lay back and light Cuban cigars with my money in his office?

TYLER: Well, with all due respect, that's essentially what he's done by allowing Ms. Walker's report to go public. If Miles is gone and Ms. Walker goes with him, I support retaining Titan TV. Otherwise, it's too big a liability, and it would also be a major conflict of interest.

BRADY: I second that. Nicole had no right to go ahead with a line of questioning like that.

VICTOR: She had no right being unleashed on this planet. If she isn't ousted, I'll personally drop kick her from the building. Now, if the rest of the board agrees to this--

BRADY: ...I talked to Kate after the press conference and she supports us.

VICTOR: Then that's four.

BRADY: If her little lap dog of a son follows mummy's lead as he usually does, that'd be five.

TYLER: Which would put us over the top.

VICTOR: So then it's settled. We'll put it to a vote Monday. I'll round up the troops and we'll get this sorted.

BRADY: Sounds like a plan.

TYLER: Good work, men.

The three men, exchange handshakes, standing up from the table in a subdued happiness at their damage control.


Nicole looks directly at Nick, clearly unsure of her decision, but she breathes deeply and chokes out her answer.

NICOLE: Alright. I'm in. I'll do it.

Nick smiles widely with his trademark sinister smirk.

NICK: 'Atta girl. I always knew you were smart.

Nicole grimaces, knowing she's made a mistake, but fearing the consequences too much to go back on her word. She folds her arms and shakes her head.

NICOLE: So how are you going to make this work.

NICK: Oh I'll find a way. And don't worry about moving your stuff out of your office. It's not going anywhere. I can guarantee it.


Daniel approaches an enraged Billie, whose back is turned him as she reaches for her phone in her purse. His demeanour is one of a sudden calm.

DANIEL: Look, I didn't realize that Theresa's past was so rough. But she had no right to treat Jenn, JJ, and I like that.

BILLIE: I know that. I'm sure she knows that too. Look, I...I shouldn't have even said as much as I did to you. But know that Theresa isn't the bad person you think she is. She's hurting inside, and she's doing the best she can with that pain in her heart.

DANIEL: (sigh) I'm sorry. I didn't mean to come down so hard on you.

Billie pulls herself together quickly, looking at her phone quickly and noticing a missed call. She looks over to Daniel with a sudden smile on her face.

BILLIE: Don't mention it. I won't hold it against you, as long as you don't do it again. Got it.

Billie pinches Daniel's cheek before stepping away, leaving Daniel puzzled by her wildly changing emotions, but also intrigued.

Once Billie steps away, she calls back the missed call. She whispers loudly in the phone.

BILLIE: Mom? It's me. Sorry I didn't call sooner, but I think I got something big that could help us.

Billie holds the tiny flash drive in the palm of her hand, looking it over as she speaks.


Jordan looks taken aback by Sheryl's reaction. She tries to motion to Sheryl to calm down as she's drawing attention to herself. Sheryl looks around and appears to relax, though she's still visibly upset. Sheryl returns her attentions to her laptop screen. She doesn't look up at Jordan at all from here on out.

JORDAN: Look, maybe I should choose my words more carefully next time.

SHERYL: Ya think?

JORDAN: Look, just...tell me what you're trying to do.

SHERYL: Okay, you remember that computer we were on at work?

JORDAN: You mean the one Nick Fallon caught us at?

Sheryl rolls her eyes, but continues to focus squarely at the screen.

SHERYL: Well, I snuck a little device on it that allows us unrestricted access to the Titan executive database, and no one can trace it.

Jordan's skepticism begins to melt as Sheryl explains. Jordan looks over Sheryl's shoulder in sudden interest.

JORDAN: You're kidding!

SHERYL: Nope! Just about to get us into the frameworks now.

Sheryl hits enter on her keyboard with a flourish. The login fails. Sheryl's face drops in shock.



Sheryl finally breaks her gaze with the monitor and looks at Jordan, a look of panic across her face.

SHERYL: The key's not hooked up to the system. Someone found it.




Written by A. Washington-Beeby

Story Consultants: ML Cooks & C. Nathaniel Richardson

Billie walks alone through the Town Square, a look of concern across her face as she makes a call on her phone.

BILLIE: (into phone) Yeah, I got something for you. I'll need to run a test on it when I get back. Meet you at the station at 7?...Great.

Billie hangs up, pulling the tiny USB drive she found in the computer at Titan in her hand. She ponders what it could be and how it got there. She's knocked out of this place of concentration by a familiar voice.

THERESA: Billie!

Billie turns around to see Theresa's smiling face looking back at her.

BILLIE: Theresa! Oh my GOD, honey! How are you!

Billie and Theresa hug each other warmly, Theresa clearly excited to see her friend.

THERESA: I'm okay. Had a bit of a rough week but I'm holding up well.

BILLIE: I'm glad.

THERESA: I didn't realize you were in town! How long are you gonna be here?

BILLIE: Well, I'm...I'm actually gonna stick around for awhile. I think it's time I called Salem home for awhile. You know?

THERESA: Well, it's no LA, but knowing you're here makes tolerating this one-horse town a whole lot easier to swallow.

BILLIE: Oh, it's not that bad.

Theresa rolls her eyes at the mere thought of Salem as her home.

THERESA: That's what you think. Hey, are you free tonight? I was thinking of getting together for a drink at the Club TBD.

BILLIE: Oh I could probably do that. I have a couple things to take care of first but I'd love to catch up.

THERESA: Great. I'll text you later and we can meet up.

BILLIE: Sounds good, honey. See you later.

Theresa and Billie go their separate ways, and Billie goes to make another phone call, but before she can pull her cell phone up to her ear, she's interrupted by another voice.

DANIEL: What were you doing talking with her?

Billie turns around, a confused look across her face as she looks to Daniel.




JJ looks to Jennifer, who is standing in her office with a departing Liam. JJ has a disappointed look in his eyes, which Jennifer immediately recognizes.

JENNIFER: Liam and I were discussing meeting for dinner tonight.

JJ: Mom, don't you think that's a bit soon af--

JENNIFER: No. No, I don't. JJ, Daniel and I have been apart for a very long time now, and...

Jennifer suddenly stops herself, knowing Liam's there beside her, and wishing to spare him the discomfort.

JENNIFER: Liam, you don't mind if I talk to my son alone, do you?

LIAM: Not at all. I'll see you tonight.

JENNIFER: Absolutely.

Jennifer and Liam kiss quickly before Liam steps away. JJ looks off, unimpressed by Jenn and Liam's display of affection. Once Liam departs, JJ, shaking his head, turns around, pointing out towards where Liam just was.

JJ: Really, Mom?

JENNIFER: JJ, you really need to stop worrying about who I'm dating and focus on school and your community service, because I swear to you, you don't want to push me right now.

JJ: Why not? Look, I feel responsible for what happened with Daniel--

JENNIFER: ...And you should. Look, I am grateful to Daniel for helping you out and keeping you out of prison, but you've got to understand, JJ, this is my life to live. And I want to live it seeing a man who respects my decisions and my right to raise my family the way I see fit. Daniel--

JJ: Daniel didn't, I get it. Okay? But Daniel did all this to help me, and not because he liked me, not that he should've, but because he loved you that much. So much that he was willing to risk every kind of punishment, to have my back. And I know I certainly don't deserve that. But you do.

Jennifer smiles at JJ, putting a hand on his shoulder.

JENNIFER: I know you're grateful to him. And I understand why you'd feel that way, JJ, I do. But you need to understand how important honesty is to me. And if the man I'm with can't trust me with something as important as the safety of my children...then he's not someone that I should be with.

JJ nods reluctantly. He looks to his mom, a bit defeated.

JJ: I get it. I do, I just...you know...Liam...he...

JENNIFER: Now don't you go saying anything against Liam. You hardly even know him at all.

JJ: Yeah, Mom, but...I dunno. He just...he kinda weirds me out a bit, you know?

Jenn laughs a bit at JJ's comment as she steps behind her desk, in a bit of an attempt to distract herself, and ease a bit of the tension in the room.

JENNIFER: Why do you say that?

JJ: I really...I wish I could tell you what it is but...when I was talking to him at the party the other night...something about him just makes me really uncomfortable.

Jennifer furrows her brow a bit, unsure what JJ means, but still a bit concerned by JJ's reaction to Liam.


Now away from Jenn's office, Liam gets a phone call. He answers in somewhat hushed tones.

LIAM: (into phone) Yeah. No, it's going well. I can't be on the phone with you here, okay? I'll see you when I get home.

Liam looks around, trying to not look suspicious in doing so, but naturally, not being successful at it. He heads for the elevator.


Nicole lunges for the file in Nick's hands, but Nick pulls away just in time. Nicole is enraged and afraid of the sudden shift in the power dynamic between them, and stands with a distinct discomfort that wasn't there a moment ago.

NICOLE: How the HELL did you get your hands on that?

NICK: God, Nicole. For someone as smart as you, you'd think you'd at least be smart enough to take something like this to the paper shredder at LEAST.

NICOLE: Don't be evasive, you weasel. How did you get ahold of those files.

NICK: It's easy when you work in the building and know computers. Oh speaking of which, I took the liberty of wiping your backup copies of these from the server so you can't send them to Eric before I do and make yourself look like some kind of heroine or anything.

NICOLE: Bastard.

NICK: Language, Nicole. I actually just wanted to get all your research from you so you couldn't junk it. You reporters have sources far better than anything I could get my hands on, but...THIS. This was such an amazing find. Totally not what I was looking for but somehow SO much better!

NICOLE: You're sick! I mean, really. You set me up and now you're going to pit my career against my relationship with Eric? Are you out of your mind?

NICK: Lot of people think so. But for the first time in a long time, I feel like I'm seeing things clearer than I have in a long time. Percy, do you mind taking these files with you and putting them somewhere safe?

PERCY: Certainly, Nicholas.

Percy approaches Nick and takes the files from him, shielding himself from Nicole. Nicole folds her arms, not even making an effort to grab them now. Percy heads out of the room, leaving Nicole and Nick alone.

NICOLE: You'll never get away with this, you know.

NICK: Wanna throw a few more cliches in there, Nicole?

NICOLE: Sure. How about, 'Go to Hell', 'You don't scare me', and 'I will make you pay for this'?

NICK: Good choices. Not gonna help you at ALL but...nice effort. So, what's it gonna be? Are you going to keep working to help Percy and I shut EnerNext down? Or will I have to take YOU down?

NICOLE: How am I even gonna do that? I'm suspended. Even if I'm able to keep working here afterwards, they're going to block me from carrying on with this story.

NICK: Don't worry about that part. I'll handle it. You just stick to building a case against Titan and EnerNext, and keep building community resistance against it. I'll handle everything else.

Nicole shakes her head at this entire scenario with disbelief.

NICOLE: And I'm supposed to what? Trust you?? Really?

NICK: If you do the right thing? Absolutely. Nicole, you can help a lot of people with this. All kinds of people who don't have a voice right now. And you can do this and have everything you want in your life. Eric, the respect of the journalistic community, a fantastic career. I will make sure you can have those things. But you have to do exactly what I ask of you. Or else...

Nick points towards the door Percy walked out of.

NICK: ...your future ends here. It's up to you.

Nicole rolls her eyes at Nick, but is in serious, strenuous contemplation.


EJ steps casually into Sami's office, after interrupting her conversation with Kate about Gabi. Sami is startled by EJ's arrival, and is uneasy with him approaching her, which is not lost on Kate or EJ.

EJ: I'm sorry if I startled you.

SAMI: Wha...what do you mean? I just...I was caught off guard, that's all.

EJ: Well, I apologize for that.

A momentary uneasy silence fills the air before EJ breaks it. The tension makes the moment of silence feel ten times longer than it is in reality.

EJ: As for Gabi's modelling contract, I am slightly dubious of the source from which the idea stems, however, I am willing to concede that, in the grand scheme of things, this will stack the deck in our favour when it comes to dealing with Mr. Fallon.

KATE: Thank you, EJ...I think. Sami, this is the only way we can both keep tabs on Nick.

SAMI: Look, I'm not saying it's a bad idea, I just...I don't like the idea of Gabi having so much freedom when she's been so...naive about Nick. I mean...this could backfire and, heaven forbid, Ari could end up living with Nick and Gabi somewhere and Will would end up powerless to stop it.

KATE: That won't happen. Look, don't immediately go to the worst case scenario like this. Gabi wants Will and Sonny to be a part of Ari's life. It's important to her. And as dim as she can be som--

SAMI: (interrupting) Most--

KATE: ...most of the time, she really does want what's best for that baby. Give her some credit there, at least.

SAMI: You're right. (sigh). You're right, I just....ugh, I have so much on my mind right now and--

EJ: That's my fault.

SAMI: No, it's...not. I mean it is but...look, EJ, I need to talk to you.

Kate, sensing she's inserted herself into a bit of a touchy situation, gets up from her seat and heads for the doorway.

KATE: That would be my cue to leave, I have a feeling.

SAMI: Hasn't stopped you before.

KATE: Charming as ever, Sami. EJ.

Kate saunters out, leaving EJ and Sami alone. EJ stands by Sami's desk, arms folded, while Sami sits, uncomfortably, behind hers. She takes a moment to breathe, not looking up.

EJ: Are you alright?

SAMI: No. I'm not. I've been a complete....basketcase all week.

EJ: I'm sorry for that.

SAMI: Like I said...it's...not completely your fault. I just...I need to tell you something.

EJ: ...Okay.

SAMI: I think...I think I need to move out of the mansion for awhile.

The colour drains from EJ's face. Truly at a loss for words, he stands, dumfounded.




Written by A. Washington-Beeby

Story Consultants: ML Cooks & C. Nathaniel Richardson

Jennifer slams her folders on her desk, seething after her confrontation with Anne. Liam is not far behind her, knocking gently on her door with a concerned look on his face.

LIAM: You alright, Jenn?

Jennifer looks up at Liam as she sits down at her desk. An exhausted, upset look on her face.

JENNIFER: No. I'm not.

LIAM: Well, do you need a...someone to talk to I could just...stay with you a minute, if you liked?

Jennifer smiles slightly, but can only manage a bit of a smile.

JENNIFER: I'd love that, but I think I need a few minutes to myself, or I'm going to explode, and I'd rather you not be here for that.

LIAM: (laughs) Fair enough. Look, if you want to, we can always stop into the Brady Pub for a bit and you can sorta...vent your frustrations. I know that tends to do me a lot of good sometimes.

JENNIFER: Thanks, Liam. I appreciate it. Maybe I'll see you at the Pub for...7?

LIAM: Absolutely.

Jenn opens her office door for Liam and there is JJ in the doorway, surprised, and unpleasantly surprised to see Liam.

JJ: Mom! What's going on?


Billie steps into the office where the computer had just turned off. Turning on the light in the room, she begins to inspect the computer. Not finding anything, she pulls out the tower, and inspects the back, stopping when she reaches the USB drive. A small drive that barely looks like more than the size of a thumbtack has been inserted into the drive. Finding this odd, she pulls the key out and looks it over closely.

Billie gets up, putting the USB drive in her pocket. She hastily exits, turning off the light in the room before leaving.


Sami is in her office at Countess Wilhelmina, on the phone with a client, when a knock on the door breaks her focus.

SAMI: (into phone) ...And so these figures need to be addressed, ASAP, because we cannot go into fall with an overrun like that...and...

The knocking continues, and Sami struggles to ingore it.

SAMI: (into phone) ...I don't want MadWorld thinking, even for a second, that they've got the edge. You understand? ...I....I gotta call you back. That alright? Okay.

Sami hangs up the phone and marches, angrily, to the door. Opening it brusquely, she finds Kate on the other side. Sami is unimpressed.

SAMI: Kate!

KATE: Well that took you long enough.

SAMI: I was in a call, Kate. You know, doing work, that thing I do when I'm at the office.

KATE: How quaint.

Kate steps into Sami's office without asking permission. She saunters slowly.

KATE: Mind if I come in and ask you something?

SAMI: Why do I have a feeling you won't take 'no' for an answer.

KATE: Because you're smarter than you look?

Sami glowers at Kate, while Kate turns to face Sami, looking her up and down.

KATE: On second thought--

SAMI: ...What do you want, Kate?

KATE: I just want you to hire Gabi to model for you.

Sami looks to Kate, confused.




Sami looks to Kate, utterly baffled by her idea.

SAMI: Why would I hire Gabi to model for me? And why are YOU suggesting it?

KATE: Well, if we want to elminate Nick Fallon, we need to remove any power he has over Gabi.

SAMI: I really don't think he has much power over Gabi.

Kate rolls her eyes at Sami.

KATE: You know, for a woman who's been on death row, you're probably the most naive person I've ever met.

SAMI: I just don't see it, Kate. Where is all this power he has over her. He's barely associated with her since he got back from downstream.

KATE: Oh come off it, Sami. Nick has been obsessed with getting back with Gabi for months now. Look at what he did to her the night we tried to kill him--


Kate jumps back at Sami's paranoid jumpiness.

KATE: Stop that! There's no one here.

SAMI: Sorry, I'm just...trying to be careful.

KATE: Well stop it, and start listening. He was after Gabi before, he's after her now. So we need to nip it in the bud before he tries something else. We all know that guys like Nick Fallon don't give up out of nowhere. He's up to something. We need to keep Gabi from being in any way reliant on Nick, and if he does insert himself in Gabi's life again, that we are both in close enough proximity to him to suss him out before he gets too far. Having Gabi working for you works almost like a mouse trap. Lure him in, and nab that bastard.

EJ: Kate's right. We need to do this.

EJ startles Sami with his appearance in her office. Kate seems smugly satisfied by EJ's agreement, but Sami is incredibly uneasy with him.


Nicole and Percy stand in the MadWorld lab, looking over to Nick, who is obscuring Nicole's file folder while looking out the window.

NICOLE: Usually when people talk they face each other, Nick.

Nick turns around, still hiding the file folder behind him.

NICK: Alright, Nicole. What's the trouble?

NICOLE: Oh you know damn well, you sniveling little rat. You set me up!

NICK: Oh I did now! How exactly did I do that?

NICOLE: Don't play innocent, Nick. You knew all along that Titan was behind the EnerNext deal. You wanted to make sure that the Titan press coverage was against the news to make them look bad. And you tricked me into playing along.

NICK: Right, Nicole. Because obviously it's not at all up to the person doing the story to maybe...you know....do their research? It took me a whole ten seconds to make the connection between EnerNext and Titan. So what's your excuse?

NICOLE: EnerNext had worked with Titan before, but it was nothing to do with this project. The only publicized reports on their partnership was from at least two years ago, which means the only reason you knew about this connection was because you had an inside track.

Nick approaches Nicole slowly, almost menacingly. Percy stands to one side, cautiously observing the situation.

NICK: And what if I did? I'm trying to help Percy here to keep his home. I'm trying to stop these corporate nutcases from turning the entire town into a toxic waste dump so they can line their pockets a bit more. I'm trying to do the right thing. I know that's really hard for you to conceive of, knowing your history, but I'd think you'd understand someone wanting to change for the better, no? Trying to stand up for what's right?

NICOLE: I do. But you don't get that by deceiving the people that are here to help you out. And that's exactly why I'm not helping you anymore.

Nick isn't at all shocked by Nicole's revelation. Percy is stunned, but Nick clearly has anticipated Nicole's reaction.

NICK: What did you say?

NICOLE: I am dropping this story.

PERCY: But you can't do that!

NICOLE: Just watch me.

NICK: Percy. Don't panic. I knew she was gonna pull something like this.

NICOLE: Ah yes. Mr. Omnipotent. You've got my number. Can't hide anything from you, can I--

NICK: ...You aren't going to drop this story, Nicole. Okay? You're going to keep working on this with us.

NICOLE: Says who?

NICK: I do.

Nicole laughs sarcastically at Nick's assertion. Nick slowly walks over to the window, where the file folder was. As Nicole carries on, he grabs the folder.

NICOLE: Well, now I know you've lost your grip on reality. Seriously, Nick. You have no legs to stand on here. I am suspended from my job, thanks to you. I may be fired. Which means I would have no place to broadcast this story to. I look like a loose cannon as it is, again, thanks to you. And frankly, since you're doing so much good for my reputation right now, I don't think I'd want to work with you, anyway. So, I don't know, Nick. You tell me, why should I keep working on this story?

Nick turns around quickly, the file folder opened.

NICK: Because I don't think that Eric would be too keen on finding out how much you know about...Dr. Chyka, is it?

Nicole is stunned into silence by what Nick's just revealed.




Written by A. Washington-Beeby

Story Consultants: ML Cooks & C. Nathaniel Richardson

SPECIAL GUEST STAR: Jerry VerDorn as Tyler Houston, CEO of EnerNext.

Nick walks over to the elevator at Titan HQ, heading down to the Titan TV floors. He looks down at his phone, and sees a text message from Percy.

Nicole Walker on the rampage. Headed your way. Look out!

Nick thinks for a moment, before turning to the elevator door as it opens. He presses the button to the 8th floor. The doors close behind him.


Brady, Tyler, and Victor stand in the now-deserted town square after the press conference. The three men, all in suits, are despairing the mess that their press conference turned into. Tyler bends down to pick up a page from the newspaper that had blown in in the hustle of the crowd's exit. The headline reads "CONTROVERSIAL ENERNEXT TAR SANDS ANNOUNCED TODAY"

TYLER: I see we've got friends all over the press.

Victor and Brady turn to read the headline.

VICTOR: You know, I remember when all you had to tell people was that there were well-paying jobs being created, and everyone was satisfied.

BRADY: Well, people would've been convinced if Nicole had kept her mouth shut.

VICTOR: It's not entirely her fault.

BRADY: How do you figure?

VICTOR: Well, clearly the public education system failed her as well, how else do you explain such fundamental stupidity?

TYLER: Look, I think what we have to consider is, quite simply, how to proceed.

VICTOR: What's all this "we"? Didn't you quit?

TYLER: I stepped down. But that doesn't mean I don't have a stake in this, nor does it mean I won't be involved.

Victor and Brady are intrigued.


Theresa steps off the elevator at the hospital, where Anne is planted at her usual coffee station. Anne is more than a bit annoyed at Theresa, who is making a beeline for Anne's side.

ANNE: Look who shows up! You know, honestly, you're getting to be as bad as the remaining Horton?

THERESA: Okay, I'm sorry. Rough night. Now what is this about being "down one Horton".

ANNE: Shh shh. (nearly whispering) Abigail Deveraux.

THERESA: What about her?

ANNE: I, Anne Milbauer, detective extraordinaire got the goods on her. And she quit last night.


ANNE: Quick, okay, come to my office, I'll explain everything.

Jennifer storms out from the elevator. Maxine, standing at the nurses' station, looks over to her, concern in her eyes.

MAXINE: Okay, what's wrong with you, Honey? You look like you could stab through someone's heart with that look in your eyes.

JENNIFER: Maxine, don't tempt me. Have you seen Anne this morning?

MAXINE: Aha! All you needed to say. She just went with your best friend Theresa to her office.


Jennifer storms over to Anne's office, where the door is closed. Jennifer opens it without knocking. Theresa and Anne look over in shock, but Anne suddenly smiles smugly when she sees who is at the door.

ANNE: Good morning, Jenny! How are you this wonderful sunny day?

JENNIFER: You are going to explain to me right now what you did to my daughter last night one way or another.




Jordan and Sheryl walk back to the elevators at Titan. Jordan is panicked, but Sheryl is attempting to keep a cool head.

JORDAN: Well now we have no choice. We have to help Nick Fallon with...whatever plan he's got.

SHERYL: Why are you so uneasy about him.

JORDAN: Well...

SHERYL: It's something to do with Rafe, isn't it? Rafe doesn't like him because...

JORDAN: Because Nick was married to his sister and he did some pretty unspeakable things to his sister's baby's dad and they got an annulment and Rafe's...well he's protective of his sister. And I can't say I blame him, really.

SHERYL: Okay, but realistically...Jordan...you know, Nick...I think he's on our side in this, legitimately. And the guy's a computer genius. He could really help us out with taking these guys down!

JORDAN: I just...I don't know, Sheryl.

SHERYL: Besides, it's not like we have much choice in the matter, do we?

The elevator dings and opens, Jordan and Sheryl step in. Jordan sighs as the elevator door shuts.

JORDAN: Not if we don't want to get caught.

The door to the adjacent elevator opens at that moment, and Billie steps out, into the deserted office floor. She looks around for any signs of Sheryl or Jordan. Out of the corner of her eye, she sees a light in the office Jordan and Sheryl had just exited. As she looks in, the computer monitor shuts off, as the desktop they were running turns itself off. Billie is concerned, and looking around her, steps into the office, using her key card.


A few floors down, Nick is at Titan TV's floor, heading for Nicole's office. Nick is mumbling to himself as he walks.

NICK: Gotta get those files before Nicole gets here.

He scans his key card to gain access. It fails.

Nick thinks for a second, before pulling out his tablet to quickly access the Titan server (which he's hacked), changing his key card access. He tries again, this time unlocking Nicole's door. He steps inside and walks over to Nicole's desk, using only the natural light from outside to guide him. The somewhat ill-lit room is still light enough that Nick doesn't trip on anything on his way. He stops at her desk, recalling his previous encounter with Nicole while she was going over the story with Percy.



Nick and Percy are in Nicole's office, Nicole seems hostile towards Nick, and Nick is treading carefully in order not to step on Nicole's toes and ruin Percy's chances of getting his story told.

NICK: Do you have any of this documentation in electronic form? I...I ask because I feel like...as a technologically inclined person, I just...I find paper copies to be very...

NICOLE: Old hat?

NICK: Insecure.

NICOLE: Look here, felon--

NICK: Fallon--

NICOLE: Whatever! I like keeping hard copies in addition to keeping electronic copies on the cloud server. It's harder for people to deny inconvenient truths when they're on paper.

NICK: Understood.


Nick recalls Nicole pulling the file from her bottom right hand drawer prior to this exchange.


NICK: Gotcha.

Nick makes a beeline for the bottom right hand drawer. Opening it up, he discovers immediately a folder exactly like the one he recalls. He scoops it up hastily and puts it in his laptop bag. He exits the room and heads quickly back to the elevators, hoping to get back to the MadWorld lab before Percy and Nicole get there.


Anne has her hands on her hips, enjoying every moment of goading Jennifer while she's enraged in Anne's office.

ANNE: Now now, Jenny! Is that ANY way to talk to someone in a professional setting?

Jennifer slams the door to Anne's office shut behind her.

JENNIFER: Cut the crap right now, Anne. I know you did something to cause my daughter to quit last night. Let me guess, you railroaded her into it? You found some magical loophole in her contract that she hasn't followed so you think you can just...throw her out?

ANNE: I did no such thing. I approached her with a concern, and we both came to the mutual decision that it would be in everyone's best interest if she stepped down from her position with us.

JENNIFER: Oh, give me a break. I know my daughter and I know she would never quit a job like this, it means way too much to her.

Theresa and Anne begin laughing as Jenn talks about "knowing her daughter".

ANNE: Ohhh Jenny. You keep telling yourself that over and over until you're blue in the face. Because that would be the first time I've seen you work hard at anything, and I would enjoy that very much.

JENNIFER: You know what? You and your little minion here can be as miserable and vindictive as you want, but I will find out what you did to my daughter, and when I do, I will end your careers here. BOTH of you. I will make your names so bad neither of you will be employable by anyone outside of a fast food window. So you best watch your backs.

ANNE: Is that a threat? Because I'm trembling in my boots.

JENNIFER: Good day to both of you.

Jennifer walks out of Anne's office, visibly angered and confused. Inside, Theresa and Anne wait a moment to make sure Jenn's gone. Anne is still unsure, so she runs to the doorway and closes it quickly before running back to Theresa.

ANNE: Okay, so here's the scoop.

Anne leans against her desk casually.

THERESA: Oh this better be good. The suspense is killing me.

ANNE: Okay, so I went down to sweet little Abigail's office last night, and what should I see? Our dearest worker bee engaged in a heated little argument with one Elvis Junior DiMera.

Theresa looks intrigued, but confused.

THERESA: Wait, why?

ANNE: Because someone has been having a very steamy little affair under all our noses.

Theresa nearly jumps out of her chair in excitement.


ANNE: Oh YES, Honey. EJ DiMera's been screwing Abby on the side.

Theresa nearly screams out in joy at Abby and Jennifer's expense. She leans in towards Anne with anticipation.

THERESA: Please PLEASE tell me you got proof of it all.

ANNE: Theresa, honey, who do you think I am? Of course I did. It's all recorded.

Anne holds up her phone. Theresa smiles widely, and claps quietly for Anne's quick thinking.

THERESA: So wait, you confronted her with it and blackmailed her into quitting? That's it?

ANNE: (laughing) Seriously? Of course that's not ALL. Abby isn't gonna go telling anybody what actually happened, or else this recording goes straight to Mommy, and to Sami Brady.

Now, naturally, a true professional bitch does not show her entire hand at once. So I'm gonna hold onto this baby. I know it's gonna come in handy later.

Theresa smiles even brighter. Shaking her head in amazement at Anne's awesome skills in bitchcraft.


Nick steps into his lab, and sets his laptop bag on the desk. He unzips the bag and pulls the file folder out. He slowly opens it to ensure the files pertaining to Percy's case are inside. Instead, he finds files with regards to Kristen DiMera's meetings with Dr. Chyka.

He looks through the files, confused, flipping through them all quickly, he realizes that the files detail a drug cocktail that explains Eric's well-publicized actions at the hotel in the Capitol.

NICK: Powerful aphrodisiac...woah, these masking agents are...amazing.

Nick looks through the papers, fascinated by what he's reading. He quickly realizes that these files would exonerate Eric in the eyes of the church, allowing the shamed ex-priest to wear the collar again.

NICK: And if he had the choice of going back...ohhh DAMN, Nicole. (laughs). Ohhh you bitch!

Nicole and Percy step into the office behind Nick, who is facing away from the door.

NICOLE: Quit the funny business. We need to talk, you little worm.

Nick looks up from the folder, shutting it slowly. A smug smile flashes across Nick's face. He replies calmly without once turning around to face Nicole.

NICK: Sure, Nicole. Let's talk.




Written by A. Washington-Beeby

Story Consultants: ML Cooks & C. Nathaniel Richardson

Billie and Kate stand off to the side of the chaos, Billie realizing that Jordan and Sheryl probably are nowhere to be found.

BILLIE: They're not here.

KATE: How do you know they didn't plant Nicole to ask those questions and whoop everyone up into that frenzy?

BILLIE: Think about it, Mom. If they knew it was gonna go down here, wouldn't it make more sense to use it as a distraction to do some damage somewhere else.

KATE:...Like Titan.

BILLIE: Exactly.


BILLIE: I'll keep you posted, Mom.

Billie runs off to Titan HQ to find Jordan and Sheryl. Kate looks over to the crowd, concerned that the chaos will increase. Percy steps over to Kate while she looks on, though Kate pretends not to notice him, hoping he'll go away.

PERCY: Greetings!

Kate rolls her eyes, continuing to look out into the crowd.

KATE: Good day. Enjoying the pandemonium?

PERCY: My dear, if this will assist me in retaining my homestead, I shall do as neccessary.

KATE: Is that an admission of guilt? Should I be pointing a finger at you and Mr. Fallon?

PERCY: Take it as you wish. But I wouldn't speak so loudly as to be heard by those above your station. The consequences could be rather dire.

Kate finally turns to face Percy. A sour, embittered look on her face, rife with suspicion.

Nicole snaps out of her trance, with Victor still looking on from the stage right at her. She shakes her head and mouths to Victor "I had no idea". Victor remains unimpressed.

Nicole turns abruptly and heads right over to Percy. A woman on a mission.

NICOLE: Where is he?

PERCY: Whom, m'dear?

NICOLE: You know exactly who I'm talking about. Nick Fallon. Where is that snivelling weasel?


Nick stands in the executive office at Titan, laughing at Sheryl and Jordan, who are seated at a desktop computer, where they shouldn't be. He waits for Jordan to tell him why they're there, though expecting she won't.

JORDAN: You see...Sheryl had to find some files for Kate for an upcoming presentation, and her computer wasn't connecting to the cloud server so--

NICK: Baloney.

JORDAN: What do you mea--

NICK: Baloney. I know exactly why you're here. And I am going to help you do it.

Sheryl and Jordan look at each other before looking to Nick, with worry and confusion.




JJ, Rory and Bev are at the Brady Pub, chatting over some food after school. Daniel walks in, catching JJ's attention immediately.

JJ: Daniel!

DANIEL: Hey, JJ. You and I need to talk.

JJ: I know. I'm sorry, but I had no choice but to tell my mom about--

DANIEL: Don't. I know why you did what you did. I wanted to apologize to you. I went about this all wrong. And now I think it's too late for your mom and I.

JJ: I'm...I'm really sorry, man. Really, I thought this would fix everything, and it just made it worse.

DANIEL: Look, as long as it stays between all of us, you're in no danger of going back to prison. Just keep your nose to the grindstone, do that community service, and everything will work out just fine, okay?

JJ: Thanks. I appreciate it.

DANIEL: Alright, I gotta get back to the hospital. I'll see you later?

JJ: Yeah, man. See ya.

JJ sits back down at his table, as Daniel runs from the pub. On his way out, he darts around the corner, and bumps right into Billie, who's also rushing to get to Titan HQ.

DANIEL: Oo! OW! Sorry.

BILLIE: Oh crap! Yikes. I'm...sorry. Hi Daniel!

DANIEL: Billie! It's been awhile.

Billie smiles a bit. Her tension and hurried pace take a momentary leave. Though she's on her guard since she can't quite remove the mistrust she has for Daniel after how he's slept his way through her family.

BILLIE: Yeah. it has.

DANIEL: Did you...just get back to town?

BILLIE: Today, in fact. I'm gonna be here for awhile, working with mom at MadWorld.

DANIEL: Excellent. I just popped in to talk to JJ for a sec...I'm heading back to the hospital, did you...you looked like you were in a hurry. Did you want me to take you anywhere.

BILLIE: Oh...I wasn't going far, just to Titan.

DANIEL: Well, that's fine. It's on my way to the hospital. Why don't I drop you off?

BILLIE: I'd love that but I'm parked just the other side of the street so I will have to raincheck. But look, if you're free sometime, we should grab a coffee at the new club.



DANIEL: I am totally down for that.

BILLIE: Fantastic. So...


BILLIE: ...I guess I'll see you...sometime.

DANIEL: Yeah! For sure.

BILLIE: Okay...bye!

Billie watches Daniel walk off for his car, Billie shakes her head.

BILLIE: Oh snap out of it, Billie. You can do better than that.

Billie shudders a bit, and continues on her way to her car.


Nicole is nearly nose-to-nose with a slightly terrified Percy, when Brady steps over to her, grabbing her by the wrist and turning her to face him.

BRADY: What in the HELL was that?

NICOLE: I was set up, Brady. I had no idea you guys were involved in this EnerNext deal?

BRADY: Really? You didn't think to do a little research on it before?

NICOLE: No! I...I focused on the environmental impact and that...I was assured that Titan wasn't invovled. I even looked into it a bit and...I didn't see anything connecting you guys.

BRADY: Oh, right. And I'm supposed to believe that. Are you seriously that lazy a journalist?

NICOLE: No one told me Titan was invovled, Brady. How was I supposed to know you guys wanted a fluff piece talking about how great it was that the local air colour was going to be turning a unique shade of grey?

BRADY: Right. Well, just for the record, we can't fire you for this. We have journalistic integrity to maintain. But you're definitely off this story, and we're going to suspend you for the next 3 weeks, with pay, until we can figure out what to do with you for causing this...madness.

NICOLE: But...Brady...wha...I didn't mean to...

Nicole's demeanour changes from a feeling of deflation to a burning rage, she turns to Percy, fire in her eyes.

NICOLE: You're gonna come with me and you're going to get Nick to meet us at my office, NOW.

Nicole grabs Percy by the arm and they storm away from the square. Brady looks on, anger and disappointment in his eyes. Kate looks on, a wry amusement across her face.

KATE: Well, that was more entertaining than any press conference I've ever been to.

BRADY: Save it, Kate.

KATE: Now, now. Just remember. It looks bad now, but you have the media control. You can spin this into gold from here on out.

BRADY: That's the thing, Kate. I don't know how much longer we'll have Titan TV to do that.

KATE: What do you mean?

BRADY: Conflict of interest laws. Plus, Titan's in financial turmoil. We may need to sell the TV station.

KATE: Well, you certainly can count on my vote to keep the TV station in your hands.

BRADY:Appreciate it. Look. I gotta get back to Grandad and Tyler. I'll see you at the office.

KATE: Absolutely.

Kate looks on, a plotting look in her eyes.

KATE: I just know this is all connected. But how?


Jordan gets up from the chair she's sitting in, confused by what Nick's referring to.

JORDAN: Help us?

NICK: I think we both have the same goals here. See, I have good hearing...and a really really good memory.

SHERYL: Would you stop being cryptic and tell us, what the hell you're talking about?

NICK: Oh now, where's the fun in that? You know, I like to keep tabs on international news. A lot of people around here don't bother, but I love seeing what's going on from a global perspective. I find it makes my work that much more compelling. Don't you think?


NICK: And so...when I saw the two of you for the first time...I knew I recognized you both from somewhere. And then it hit me. I did. The newspaper. Take away your glasses, and cut your hair off and dye it pink and voila! Kaylie Matthews, Siobhan McKinnon.

Jordan and Sheryl look at each other in a bit of terror, but Sheryl holds it in and tries to take dominance back from Nick.

SHERYL: So what? Now you're gonna blackmail us to help you do God knows what?

NICK: Oh come on! I hardly have to do anything to you guys. We're on the same side.

JORDAN: I don't get it.

NICK: The EnerNext plan. Titan is buying out EnerNext, and Victor and Brady are going to be running it. Ergo, you guys, like me, want to take Titan down. And I think three heads, are definitely better than one. Don't you agree?

Sheryl and Jordan are still unsure, but look to each other, pondering Nick's idea.

NICK: Ponder it, ladies. But just remember, I know who you are, and that could get you in a lot of trouble.

Nick winks at Jordan and Sheryl and walks out of the office, a smug smile on his face. Jordan looks over to Sheryl, concern all over her face.

JORDAN: Great. Now what do we do?




Written by A. Washington-Beeby

Story Consultants: ML Cooks & C. Nathaniel Richardson

SPECIAL GUEST STAR: Jerry VerDorn as Tyler Houston, CEO of EnerNext.

A cross section of Salem appears in Town Square. Everyone from Nicole, who is busy doing a live broadcast previewing the proceedings, to Percy, to Will, Sonny, Gabi, and Baby Ari, as well as Marlena, Hope, Jennifer, Abe, Maxine, all out in protest of the EnerNext deal. Aiden, Adrienne and Justin, are also in the crowd. Kate and Billie hang back, away from the others, observing those around them.

KATE: I don't see them anywhere.

BILLIE: Well, it doesn't start for another few minutes, so maybe they're on their way.

KATE: They better be. I can't wait to see them antagonize Victor and show everybody their true colours.

Victor and Brady stand backstage, waiting for their grand entrance. Victor is tirelessly ensuring all the final details are in place, while Brady, desperate to try to prove useful, attempts to follow his every move, and take initiative, only to have Victor take over every time.

BRADY: Grandad, I can do this you know. You don't have to do everything.

Victor looks over at Brady, a look of resigned annoyance in his eyes.

VICTOR: You know that mouthwash you're using doesn't cover up bourbon very well.

BRADY: Dammit, Grandad. ONE SHOT! That's all I had. To calm my nerves.

VICTOR: And to transfer them onto me. Good God, Brady, you can't even get through a press conference without a drink?

BRADY: Hair of the dog, Grandad. Trust me, I felt much better afterwards.

VICTOR: You keep telling yourself that. In the meantime, I've got to get Miles and make sure Nicole's not trying to film this live spot with the lens cap on.

Victor saunters away. Brady tenses as if to punch something but stops himself.

As Nicole continues her report, Victor checks with Miles, who is headed backstage, to ensure all is well. Miles and Victor are out of Nicole's line of sight.

VICTOR: (softly) Has she screwed up yet?

MILES: No, Mr. Kiriakis. She's right on point, the story will be a huge boon for Titan. So much so, I think I'm going to head down to the stage and get the cues set up. I think she's got this.

VICTOR: (laughing) You say that now, meanwhile, this one can't even dress herself in the morning. Skin-tight lycra micromini that looks like Picasso threw up on it. Ha! Classy to the end.

Miles heads back with Victor to behind the stage.


Sheryl and Jordan are facing Nick, panicking at being caught hacking into a Titan exec's computer.

NICK: Well, well. What do we have here? A little corporate espionage, perhaps?

JORDAN: It's...it's not what it looks like.

NICK: I'm sure.

SHERYL: And what the hell are you doing here, anyway?

NICK: Well, see, I had business to attend to. But you guys are just so much more interesting. So what do you say, if you're not gonna tell me exactly what you're up to, I make a quick call to Kate and--

JORDAN: Okay okay! We'll tell you.

Sheryl shoots Jordan a startled and angered look.




Theresa looks to Kim, who is sitting on her sofa. Kim looks guiltily at her daughter, while clutching a small pillow, tears in her eyes that she's trying to fight off.

KIM: How did you figure it out?

THERESA: Well, it's not hard to use EweSearch, Mom. Besides, I was trying, hoping for any tiny shred of dirt I could find on Phil. I needed to find a way to get him away from us. I was desperate. And that's when I found the film. It was...awful. It was...she was so...dead-eyed and...not the woman I'd met from the time she visited with Bo.

Theresa flashes back to her teen self at the computer, unsure what to make of what she's seeing. She flips through a telephone book.

THERESA: I wanted to confront Phil with it...but....for some reason, I just...I knew I had to call her instead. And so I did.


In the flashback, we see Theresa phoning someone, panicked and scared. Billie picks up.

BILLIE: Hello?


THERESA: At first, she completely denied any part of it, and she seemed really angry at me. I think someone had tried to use it against her before. Anyway, I had to tell her everything that he'd done to me. The abuse, the touching, the lies. How he told me you'd never believe me...and I bought into that because you didn't. And she didn't ask another question, she just told me she was on her way. And that's what happened.

Kim stays stone silent for a moment, drinking in what her daughter's just told her. She tries to hold back, but can't fight her tears any longer. She stands up and reaches for Theresa.

KIM: Oh my God, Theresa. I'm...I'm a terrible mother. I'm so sorry, I should have believed you.

Theresa tenses at her mother's touch. Kim senses this and pulls away from her. Theresa remains seemingly emotionally vacant.

THERESA: You're right. You should have. Why did it take Billie telling you about how Phil exploited her for a quick buck before you realized I was telling the truth. You believed someone you'd met a handful of times over your own daughter. How could you?

KIM: I don't know what to say. I guess I...I didn't want to believe that this same man who put me back together after your father and I separated...how he could be so...hurtful to you. I wish I could take it all back. I really do.

THERESA: Well, then get on inventing that time machine then.

KIM: Jeannie, I...

THERESA: It's Theresa! Mother! (sighs) And I think it's time for you to go.

KIM: Theresa, I'm sorr--

THERESA: Go. Please, Mom.

Theresa walks over to the door and opens it, ushering a reluctant Kim out. Before Kim leaves, she turns to Theresa once more.

KIM: I will be sorry until the day I die for what he put you through, Honey.

Theresa says nothing and looks down at the ground. Once Kim leaves, Theresa closes the door behind her, finally letting her pent-up emotions out, she starts to cry as she leans against the door of her apartment.


Hope looks over from the crowd of protesters she's surrounded herself with and sees Aiden Jennings speaking with some EnerNext people. She walks over to him, displeased.

HOPE: Are you seriously supporting this?

Aiden looks up, and smiles at Hope.

AIDEN: Ahhh! I KNEW my day was going much too well.

HOPE: Comedian, I see.

AIDEN: Well, maybe humour will help these guys get this project through.

HOPE: I like my air breatheable, thanks.

AIDEN: And your family and friends without jobs, as well, obviously.

HOPE: Excuse me?

AIDEN: Well, just think of all the jobs that this community will not be adding without this project. You know, you really have to start seeing things from other people's perspective, Hope.

Aiden walks off, leaving Hope making a sour expression. Jennifer looks on with a concerned look.

Adrienne and Justin look on, Adrienne fully in support of the EnerNext plan, and Justin, who has an inside track, less so. Adrienne is clearly kind of annoyed at Justin.

ADRIENNE: You should be up there, you know.

JUSTIN: You know, I just don't think you get why this is such a bad idea, Adrienne.

ADRIENNE: I don't. I see work for people, which means construction projects for the company, and money for your practice.

JUSTIN: Yeah, against my uncle. Because things aren't already strained between us because I didn't support this project. Come on.

ADRIENNE: Well, if you don't make your bonus this year, you know exactly why.

Justin rolls his eyes as the EnerNext spokesperson steps onstage. The lights focus on the stage, and there is a distinct sound of camera shutters and flashes around the square from the press.

TYLER: Good afternoon, ladies and gentlemen. I am Tyler Houston, and I am CEO of EnerNext. As you are well aware, we have been working toward acquiring a large area of land to the northwest of Salem. And we are excited and honoured to meet with you today to discuss how this will affect your lives, and also to announce a fantastic deal we have just struck that will help to revitalize the area. Now before we get starte--

Nicole is already set to go, hand in the air, interrupting the proceedings with probing questions. Tyler attempts to stop her but is unable to.

NICOLE: About these land acquisitions. Your company has been accused of underhanded tactics in order to coerce residents to give up their homes to them using false appraisals, lowballing and tricking home and landowners into selling their land to you under false pretenses. Sir, are you or your associates aware of these actions and what steps have you taken to avoid these underhanded tactics from continuing as the project continues?

TYLER: I..I...Miss, I will answer your questions after I am finished my presentation.

Percy raises his arm and voice from the crowd.

PERCY: The lady has raised an excellent point that needs an answer!

The crowd stirs, many in agreement, shouting insistently at Tyler to respond to Nicole's question. Brady and Victor are dismayed, but don't immediately recognize the voice as Nicole.

VICTOR: Here come the environmentalist wingnuts!

Back on stage, Tyler attempts to calm the crowd by quietly answering her question.

TYLER: Procedures in the land acquisition was done lawfully and with full disclosure and agreement of the former landowners. To my knowledge, no one was decieved and the documents were clear in their language.

The crowd is displeased by Tyler's answer. Nicole is ready and loaded to fire again.

NICOLE: How about the fact that the site just happens to be a few miles from a predominently poorer, ethnic neighbourhood of Salem, as opposed to the east end of Salem, where scientists have shown the tar sands are richer in crude oil, but is near an affluent neighbourhood?

Tyler stirs, now clearly uncomfortable with the line of questioning. The crowd is quickly whipping up into a frenzy. Brady looks out into the crowd and is horrified by what he sees.

TYLER: I'm sorry, uh...Miss...but we will have to continue with the questions after I make my announce--

NICOLE: Or the simple fact that research from Alberta's tar sands project has shown how utterly devastating such projects are to the local environment and air quality?

TYLER: I'm...um...

The crowd is now out of control, many demanding Tyler speak up. Brady turns to Victor.

BRADY: Someone has to stop her.


BRADY: Nicole, she's...she's the one asking all those questions, she's derailing the entire press conference.

VICTOR: Get Miles over here now. I'm heading out there.

Brady runs over to grab Miles, and Victor steps out onto the stage. Kate and Billie are looking around, desperately trying to see Jordan or Sheryl.

TYLER: If you'll just allow me the opportunity to...

Nicole's questions, like battle calls, continue until she sees Victor appear on the stage. She, along with the rest of the crowd, fall quickly silent.

TYLER: *clears throat* May I announce our acquisition by Titan Industries. Meet our new co-CEO, Victor Kiriakis.

Nicole's jaw drops at the news. Nicole suddenly realizes, Nick duped her.

NICOLE: That miserable son of a bitch.




Written by A. Washington-Beeby

Story Consultants: ML Cooks & C. Nathaniel Richardson

Jordan gets off the elevator at Titan HQ, looking around somewhat frantically for Sheryl, hoping not to be seen. The office is relatively empty given the hour, and the press conference means that many Titan execs are at the Town Square, prepping for the big show to come. Sheryl turns the corner at that moment and collects Jordan, hastily pulling her over to the doorway of an executive office.

JORDAN: (whispering) How do you even have access to this?

Sheryl holds up a keycard.

SHERYL: It's amazing what sleeping with your boss can do, isn't it?

JORDAN: You're...what?

SHERYL: Oh, come on. You act like I've never done something like that before. Get real.

JORDAN: So you stole it?

Sheryl makes an irritated face at Jordan, and wordlessly turns around to open the door to the office. Jordan looks around her to make sure they're alone before stepping inside.


Percy and Nick step into Horton Town Square, looking over where the press conference will take place. Nick takes Percy to one side.

NICK: So...you know the plan?

PERCY: Indeed I do!

NICK: Alright. You stay here with Nicole. I'm off to work, but I'll be streaming the press conference on my phone. If I find anything pertinent on the Titan servers, I'll pass it on to you and you break it there. Got it?

PERCY: Absolutely, Nicholas. I do have one small question.

NICK: Okay, shoot.

PERCY: What happens if Titan is not, in fact, connected to this EnerNext deal?

NICK: Something tells me you don't have to worry about that.

Nick winks before heading off to the Titan offices. Percy looks on with a look of concern.




Kate sighs heavily after having explained her fixation on Jordan to Billie, and what led her to the discovery that Jordan isn't who she says she is. She sits down on the sofa across from Billie, who is sitting, tight-lipped on the chaise in Kate's living room. Kate waits a moment before finally taking Billie's silence as a cue.

KATE: Well?

BILLIE: Well, Mom, what do you want me to say? Oh Mom, I'm so glad you've spent the entire year sticking your nose into your ex's new girlfriend? Because that's totally not the exact reason that I left Salem in the first place.

KATE: Billie, all I'm trying to do is protect Rafe.

BILLIE: Yes, but you are the one who set up this entire situation to begin with.

KATE: And that's why I'm trying so hard to solve this problem. It's my fault Rafe's in this mess and I feel responsible for getting him out of it.

BILLIE: Oh Mom, you're so noble. Would you like a medal?

Kate's increasingly exasperated by Billie's tone. She takes a second before replying, looking to the ceiling and counting to three in her head.

KATE: Okay, Billie...I get it. I inserted myself in a situation that was likely none of my business. But it was to protect Rafe. And judging by what I've uncovered, I'd say I made the right decision.

BILLIE: Maybe you have...but it's happy side effect of doing something for all the wrong reasons. And one day, that's gonna come back to bite you. And you might be fighting that battle alone.


Theresa paces her living room as Kim sits down, tears forming in her eyes. Theresa isn't crying, but her eyes are pained, recalling her past in LA.

THERESA: You know...I did want to trust you. I did want to be that good daughter you hoped I'd be. I tried. You know, for the longest time, I was actually grateful to Phillip. He did so much good for you. All the time you were in therapy after we moved back to LA. Your reintergration. He was just....so good. I was little but...I knew what was going on. He helped hold you together on the days when you couldn't. I wanted that one day. I knew it.

KIM: But Theresa...I mean...I know...I know I never asked you about it--

THERESA: You know, that's the worst part. I've never thought you cared. You always would change the subject or ask me something inane to make it sound like you cared but you weren't really listening. I just gave up. So come on. What do you wanna know, Mom?

Kim looks up at Theresa, as she clutches a pillow on the sofa. Kim shakes her head slowly.

KIM: I...when did it start? What...what happened?

Theresa stares straight ahead of her towards the window. She walks slowly over to it and looks out on the city. She laughs a small laugh, more one of recognizing the situational irony than of actual humour.

THERESA: You know...that's the first time you've ever asked that. All the times over these past years...I wanted you to ask me that more than anything. Legitimately, that's the one question I hoped you'd ask. You never did.

Kim looks to the ground before her, ashamed to even look up at her daughter. She reluctantly responds, reiterating her question.

KIM: Well...tell me now. If you're able to...I mean...if you want to tell me. I'm listening. When did it all start?

THERESA: I was 7. You had gone back to Salem when we thought Uncle Roman had died. It kept going until I was 16, and that's when I finally had to tell you. You were going away to Europe for a conference, and you were going with that friend of yours. Andrew was going away with his friends for a week to Seattle and I just...I couldn't let you leave us alone. Something just snapped in me.

Theresa thinks back, flashing back to sitting down on the bed in her mom's room, explaining to Kim what happened with Phillip. And Kim's anger and disbelief in return.

THERESA: And you didn't believe me. You didn't believe a word of it. Because I'd become such a bad kid that you just figured I was making up stories.

Theresa finally turns around to face Kim. She looks Kim dead in the eyes.

THERESA: And that's when I tracked her down.

Kim's face clearly expresses that she's made some kind of connection with what Theresa's said and something Kim's previously aware of.


Sami looks over at Abby, concern on her face, as they continue to talk at Club TBD.

SAMI: Abby, did I...say something wrong? I'm sorry if something I said got to you, or...

ABBY: No no no, it's okay. I just...You know...had goals and now...

SAMI: Well...look, you were always a good writer...we are looking for a junior assistant in our PR department. If you wanted to apply for it--

ABBY: Sami, I don't want a sympathy handout.

SAMI: Abby! This isn't a handout. I know you're capable of some amazing stuff, just like your father. Look at this as a chance for you to really shine in a job you're good at.

ABBY: It is...a really good job...but...

SAMI: Then yes. I can draw up the paperwork as soon as possible, but first I need to go talk to EJ about it, once I do that, I'll have you sign on. And I'm not gonna take 'no' for an answer. Because you need a job and there's not likely gonna be a better job than this. If I do say so myself, we're a pretty damn good company to work for.

Abby's at a loss for words what with Sami's generosity. She struggles to respond, and with Sami's motormouth, it's hard to get a word in edgewise anyway. So Abby stands, dons a polite white smile, and nods heartily at Sami's offer.

ABBY: I...uh....thanks, Sami.

SAMI: Don't mention it. You're an awesome person, and a hard worker, and I'd know. You don't need a reference if I've seen you work already. RIght?

ABBY: Right.

Sami leans over and gives Abby a hug, as though they've been friends for years. Abby is dumfounded.

SAMI: Look, I've kind of had a frantic week so I gotta go. Uh...I'll see you soon, Abby.

ABBY: Yeah, you too, Sami.

Sami takes off hurriedly. Abby stands by the bar, dumfounded, before suddenly realizing how closely she'd be working with EJ.

ABBY: Oh God, this is gonna get awkward really fast.


Sheryl boots up one of Titan's computers and inserts a USB key into the drive.

JORDAN: Okay, Sheryl, do you not think this is incredibly risky?

SHERYL: Clearly dating this Rafe guy is making you soft, Jordan. Come on! What is it about Jordan Ridgeway that you can't turn her off and turn Kaylie Matthews back on.

JORDAN: Because Kaylie Matthews didn't care what anyone thought. Jordan Ridgeway is with a really great guy who doesn't need to know that I'm in cahoots with a woman who wants to bring down a multi-national conglomerate by any means neccessary.

NICK: Sounds like fun. Can I join you?

Nick's voice startles Jordan and Sheryl, as Nick enters the room, a wide 'gotcha' smile across his face. Jordan and Sheryl appear petrified that they've been caught.




Written by A. Washington-Beeby

Story Consultants: ML Cooks & C. Nathaniel Richardson

Nicole opens the file folder that holds all her research on EnerNext for Percy.

NICOLE: Alright!

Nick raises a finger, as if to ask a question meekly in a classroom.

NICK: Uhh...question.

Nicole continues to be short with Nick responding almost before he has a chance to finish his sentence.


Nick is taken aback by Nicole's impatience with him. He carries on, though he's treading carefully so as not to show any outward irritation with Nicole that could get Percy in trouble.

NICK: Do you have any of this documentation in electronic form? I...I ask because I feel like...as a technologically inclined person, I just...I find paper copies to be very...

NICOLE: Old hat?

NICK: Insecure.

NICOLE: Look here, felon--

NICK: Fallon--

NICOLE: Whatever! I like keeping hard copies in addition to keeping electronic copies on the cloud server. It's harder for people to deny inconvenient truths when they're on paper.

NICK: Understood.

NICOLE: Can I move on now?

NICK: Whenever you like.

NICOLE: Great! So I've been working on tracking down all the scientific data on projects like this, their effect on the local environments, plus, I managed to contact a local citizens' group who are planning to rally at the press conference today. They know your story, and I hear you may have some big support coming your way today.

PERCY: Brilliant! Are you saying there's hope for my home after all?

NICOLE: We'll see. The only thing I've had trouble tracking down is their business association.

PERCY: How so?

Nicole shuffles uncomfortably in her seat.

NICOLE: Well...word has it that EnerNext are entering into a partnership with a major conglomerate, but no one knows who.

Nick smirks, recalling the article he saw about Titan's deal with EnerNext.

NICK: Well, I wouldn't worry too much about that. I mean, surely they'll announce the deal at the press conference.

NICOLE: I don't like surprises. They did make mention of making a supplies deal awhile ago with Titan, but that deal was cancelled shortly thereafter because Titan was "moving in another direction", so I doubt EnerNext would get back into bed with them. And thank God, because if Titan were involved in this deal, I wouldn't have been presented with this story. And personally, I think we have a good shot at taking these bastards down.

Percy and Nick smile confidently at Nicole.




Kate is surprised to see Billie at her door, with all her luggage.

KATE: Well, sweetie, I wasn't expecting you so...early.

BILLIE: Yeah, you know how the ISA works. They like to keep people on their toes.

KATE: That's the understatement of the year.

Kate realizes she's keeping her daughter in the hallway.

KATE: Well, come in already. I'm sorry.

BILLIE: Thanks, Mom.

Billie brings in two suitcases and a tote bag with her, and another two bags linger in the hallway. Kate's eyes bug out at her luggage.

KATE: Uh...Billie?

BILLIE: Yeah, Mom?

KATE: How long are you planning on staying?

Billie heads back for the door to grab the last two bags.

BILLIE: As long as I'm needed. Could be a few weeks, could be a few months or more. You never know!

KATE: Well that's lovely. Uh...are they setting you up with accomodations or...?

BILLIE: Of course not! Mom, they need me to live with you so that you stay protected, since you're the informant and all that. Speaking of which, how did you figure out that Jordan Ridgeway was really Kaylie Matthews, anyway?

Kate suddenly remembers the root of her troubles with Billie before Billie left town the last time were rooted in Kate's manipulations and meddling. She tries now to cover her tracks.

KATE: I...well...it's a funny story.


Jordan wakes up in Rafe's arms. She stirs a bit before waking up to a text message. She looks over to a sleeping Rafe and, as quietly as possible checks the message. It's from Sheryl.

EN announcement 2day. Meet me @ titan hq

Jordan looks up, concerned about what Sheryl has in mind.


Brady shakes his head in disbelief at Victor's warning. He paces the Kiriakis living room.

BRADY: You know...I felt really good today. For the first time in a long time. I woke up...I felt good. I didn't have the baggage of the past couple years on my back. I didn't have the hurt. The humiliation. None of it. I felt like I could finally move forward. Thanks for taking that away from me, granddad.

VICTOR: I'm only telling you this for your own good. The board was deeply embarrassed by your presentation. We can't have our CEO going in front of a national audience like this. Especially when there's such potential for naysayers and protest groups at the press conference.

BRADY: You think I don't know that? You think I'm just an ostrich, burying his head in the sand and pretending nothing's going on around me? Grandad, I know what the stakes are.

VICTOR: Good. Keep them in your mind past the end of the press conference and we might be making some progress. I've got to get going to go over the details with EnerNext's president. I'll see you at the Town Square.

Victor slowly walks out of the room. Brady looks over at the bottles of alcohol in the corner of the room. He strongly considers heading over to it.


Theresa stands in her doorway, a mix of concern and anger at her mother crosses her face. Theresa tries to maintain a tough exterior, but she is clearly sweating at her mother's discovery.

THERESA: What are you doing with that?

KIM: It fell out of your bag last night, Theresa. Don't worry, I didn't steal any from you.

THERESA: Ugh. You're so hilarious, Mom.

Kim waits a moment for Theresa to say something or invite her in. When she doesn't, Kim prompts her.

KIM: Well? Are you going to invite me in or do I have to stand here with a bag of cocaine in my hand?

THERESA: SHHH! Mom! Get inside! God!

Theresa ushers her mom inside in a hurry before slamming the door behind her. Theresa leans against the door in something of a panic.

THERESA: Could you NOT go around talking like that where anyone can hear you? Have you never heard of discretion, Mom?

KIM: Theresa, if you're doing something you don't want your neighbours to hear about, then you shouldn't be doing what you're doing, anyway.

THERESA: You know, you can stop lecturing me any time now. You are the last person who has any right to try to talk to me about doing the right thing.

KIM: Dammit, Theresa. When are you going to let this go?

THERESA: Never. I will never let it go, Mom. You're gonna try to tell me that I should just forget that you completely betrayed my trust in the worst way possible? That you called me a liar at the worst possible moment, and for the worst possible reason? Are you out of your mind?

Kim looks down at the ground, she sighs heavily with regret.

KIM: I told you, Theresa. I'll never forgive myself for that. But you just don't understand what I had been through.

THERESA: I keep hearing about this. What you went through. Over and over. Don't you think that what your Uncle Eric did to you might actually make it easier to have believed me when it happened to me, Mom?

KIM: I know. I'm sorry, Theresa. I didn't know.

THERESA: No. No, you CHOSE to not know. You chose to pretend that nothing was happening because you were too busy latching onto a man with a history of doing skeezy, awful things to vulnerable women for money. And why? Because Dad was too busy with Aunt Kayla?

KIM: Theresa, I--

THERESA: Save it, Mom.

Theresa turns to walk away, but Kim grabs her by the shoulder.

KIM: Jeannie, just hear me out.

THERESA: NO! No, you are gonna hear ME out for once. For once in your pathetic, desperate life. You're gonna hear me out.




Written by A. Washington-Beeby

Story Consultants: ML Cooks & C. Nathaniel Richardson

Kate wakes up in her condo on a bright, sunny morning to a loud banging at her door. She stumbles over to the door, groggy, sleep-deprived, and upset at being awoken.

KATE: I'm coming! Would you calm down? You morning people make me sick.

She opens the door to her condo, ready to lay it on the person on the other side. However, behind the door is Billie...with all her luggage.

BILLIE: Hi, Mom! I'm home!

Kate is surprised to see her daughter so early, and at her condo. She gives a strange, stunned half-smile to her daughter.

KATE: Billie! You're...home?


Marlena is at Town Square, exiting one of the storefronts with a tray of coffees in hand, when Will and Sonny arrive. She sees them approach and waves. Her face lights up as she approaches them, opening his arms to give the boys a hug before setting the coffees down on one of the tables in the square to free up her other hand.

MARLENA: Good morning, boys! I'm so glad to see you!

Will leans over and hugs his grandmother warmly.

WILL: So good to see you, Grandma.

Sonny is next in line for a hug from Marlena. They proceed to sit down at the table Marlena set the coffees down on. Marlena smiles widely as she sees Will and Sonny holding hands.

MARLENA: I took the liberty of getting us all coffee. I know how you like it, Will.

WILL: Well, on the bright side, it isn't the coffee you make at home, and that's good enough for me.

MARLENA: (laughing) Ohh! Hey now! I paid for these, you don't bite the hand that feeds you!

WILL: Alright! Alright! I won't. But...I have a couple things to tell you. WE have a couple things to tell you.

MARLENA: Okay. Shoot.

Will and Sonny look to each other with excitement and love in their eyes.

WILL: You tell her.

SONNY: Okay.

Sonny turns to Marlena, holding back his aching desire to shreik with delight.

SONNY: Will and I are getting married.

Marlena is at a loss for words, she can hardly contain her joy.

MARLENA: You're serious? Oh my...Congratulations! Ohhhh my sweet boys. I'm so thrilled for you!

Marlena jumps up to give the boys a hug and can't help but laugh at the joy of the news.

MARLENA: Oh I'm so thrilled. You've told Sami, obviously?

Will and Sonny's joy is suddenly muddled. They stop suddenly and their smiles become immediately awkward. Marlena sees the sudden change and clues in.

MARLENA: You didn't tell her. What...something happened?

WILL: Well...that's kinda the other thing we need to talk to you about.

Marlena's face drops, filled suddenly with concern for her daughter.




Nicole is working in her office, and by working, truly she's simply daydreaming of the previous night where she and Eric laid under the stars at their evening picnic. Nicole is lost in the thoughts of Eric kissing her gently when someone knocks at her door, rudely awakening her from her blissful dream. Nicole's face sours as she calls out to them.

NICOLE: Come in!

Percy enters the room, smiling widely at Nicole, who smiles a phony, professional smile back.

PRECY: Greetings!

NICOLE: Uh...greetings! Have a seat.

PERCY: Why thank you, my dear. You know, I had such a lovely walk to your office this morning. Such a lovely morning.

NICOLE: Indeed it is. Now, I want to go over some of what I'll be asking at the press conference with you, and see if there's any questions you want to as--

PERCY: Actually, I was going to mention, I've invited someone to join me today.

NICOLE: Uh...who?

PERCY: My associate. He has been instrumental in assisting me in my attempts to retain my property.

NICOLE: Alright, well, if he can help, then send him in!

Nick opens the door and leans in, smiling.

NICK: There's...actually no need. I'm here!

Nicole's face drops upon seeing Nick.

NICOLE: Oh God. It's you.

NICK: I...I'm just here to help a friend out.

NICOLE: How? Are you gonna hold EnerNext hostage at gunpoint?

NICK: Nicole, I've done my time. Okay?

NICOLE: It's Miss Walker to you. And for the record, I don't know how I could possibly spin an ex-con trying to help Mr. Ruggles into a heartwarming David and Goliath story of triumph.

PERCY: In fairness, Miss Walker, Mr. Fallon has been a great help to me, and it would mean so much if you'd indulge me and have him be here today to help us out.

Nicole rolls her eyes, but relents after a moment's thought.

NICOLE: Fine. But I can't guarantee Nick's gonna be a part of the final story that goes to air. We might not get the desired response from the audience with his name attached.

Percy goes to object, but Nick stops him.

NICK: It's okay. I understand. Let's just get down to business, okay?

NICOLE: Alright.

Nicole takes her file out from her bottom drawer of her desk, and plops it down on her desk to pour over with Nick and Percy.

NICOLE: So here's the plan.


Abby is at Club TBD, grabbing a cup of coffee, when she runs into an exhausted Sami.

ABBY: Oh my God. Sami. Hey.

SAMI: Hey, Abigail. Uhh...how are you?

ABBY: I'm fine, you...don't look so hot. You okay?

SAMI: Yeah, yeah, I'm fine. Don't worry.

ABBY: You sure? I...I mean.

SAMI: It's okay. Long night at work. Look, uh...you know. The kids really miss you. I realized I haven't invited you over in such a long time, and Johnny was asking about you the other day. I'd love if you'd come visit. He remembers you coming to babysit before.

ABBY: (laughs) Oh wow, I can't believe he remembers that. That was...so long ago.

SAMI: Yeah, I'm...really amazed how much that boy remembers sometimes.

ABBY: Well, I mean, I'd love to visit...God, I may even need some babysitting jobs soon.

SAMI: What do you mean?

ABBY: Oh, nothing, I...uh...I just...I'm out of work right now.

SAMI: Seriously? What happened? I thought you were so happy at the hospital!

ABBY: Yeah, I was, but...I ran into some...problems with some people at the hospital and...I decided it wasn't working for me.

Sami is shocked by Abby's sudden departure from the hospital.

SAMI: I can't believe you'd quit so quickly. I mean, you loved working there.

ABBY: Yeah, well...some things are just...not meant to be, I guess.

Abby looks away, a bit of sorrow in her eyes.


Marlena sits with Will and Sonny as Will has explained the events of last night. She sighs heavily after Will finishes the story.

WILL: So...mom stayed the night with us. I think she'll be going back to the mansion today though. What...what can I do? Can you...talk to her? I...

MARLENA: Look, Will. I'm glad you came to me, but...I don't know if I can help. Not without Sami's permission, anyway.

WILL: Why not? I mean, she obviously needs someone, why not you?

MARLENA: She has to agree to help first, and I don't think she would agree to me being the one to help her, quite frankly. Now, I can be there for moral support, no problem. But...if Sami needs to speak to a therapist to get all these suppressed memories out, I think I know exactly who can help.


Victor is in the living room of the Kiriakis mansion, looking over his papers for the day's press conference, when Maggie enters the room. She walks over to Victor and kisses him gently on the cheek.

MAGGIE: Good morning, Victor.

VICTOR: Maggie! Fine morning, isn't it?

MAGGIE: Well, you could say that, though if those papers you're studying have anything to do with that energy company you're working with, you'd better take a deep breath, and remember what clean air smells like.

Victor puts his papers down on the table in front of him, a bit exasperated.

VICTOR: Oh Maggie, would you stop with that? This is a business opportunity, it'll bring good-paying jobs to the community, and you know better than anyone that it'll benefit all of us greatly.

MAGGIE: At what cost, Victor? Look I want to support you. I know the financial strain you're under right now.

VICTOR: You don't know the half of it.

MAGGIE: Well, I have some small idea. But this project is not the way forward, Victor. There are so many other possible streams of revenue you could tap into. Why this?

VICTOR: Because that's how bad things are, Maggie. When you're in big trouble, you need to take big risks.

Brady enters the living room at that moment, startling Maggie.

BRADY: Grandad's right.

MAGGIE: Brady!

BRADY: Good morning, Maggie. Do you mind if I join my Grandfather so we can go over our big risk?

Maggie is slightly put off by Brady's curt tone, but proceeds to head out.

MAGGIE: Sure. I'll leave you to it. Good to see you, Brady.

Maggie leaves the room, closing the doors behind her. Brady turns to Victor immediately, enthusiastic about the day's events.

BRADY: Now, I know today's a big day, so I really hope we can go over these EnerNext files before the press conference. I can't wait to get started on this project.

VICTOR: Yes, neither can I. I just hope we'll be working on it together at all.

BRADY: Why? What do you mean? Did that owl-watching guy still refuse to sell the land?

VICTOR: Yes. But that's not what I'm talking about. It's you, Brady.


VICTOR: Yes. You're in severe danger of losing your position at Titan.

BRADY: This isn't another lecture, is it? Because if it--

VICTOR: Not a lecture, Brady. A warning. Keep your nose clean, or you'll find yourself in line at the unemployment office.


Theresa opens the door to her apartment, heading to work. When she opens the door, there stands Kim, holding the baggie of cocaine Theresa dropped from her bag the night before.


KIM: You and I need to talk. NOW!




Written by A. Washington-Beeby

Story Consultants: ML Cooks & C. Nathaniel Richardson

Jordan and Rafe walk through Town Square together, hand in hand. They joke and flirt with each other casually, both smiling widely.

RAFE: ...And so then Gabi runs to Ma and just screams her full head of "Dario threw his waffles at me"

JORDAN: (laughing) God, it might be so nice to have a big family that's that close. You have so many awesome memories together.

RAFE: Yeah, I just...I wish we all lived closer together. And I really miss my sister, Ari.

JORDAN: Arianna? That's who Baby Arianna Grace is named after, right?

RAFE: Yeah, that's her.

Rafe gets a bit choked up at the thought of his sister, before changing his tone and trying to change the subject.

RAFE: Enough about my family though. You keep not telling me about your family, and I'm just dying to know about them!

Jordan sighs, nervous about attempting to navigate out of this minefield.


Sonny and Will stand in the kitchenette of their apartment. They're quietly discussing the matter of Sami's mental state, hoping she won't hear them from the other end of the room. Gabi tries to stay out of it and stays in her bedroom, keeping one eye out the door. She grabs her phone upon hearing the text tone. it's from Nick.

hey whats up?

Gabi is reluctant to respond, concerned that giving out the information might invade Sami's privacy. She thinks a moment before responding:

just having a talk with the boys. nothing crazy

Gabi feels awkward and wishes she felt comfortable being more open with Nick, but she resists.

Meanwhile, in the living room, Sonny continues to try to convince Will that calling Marlena is the right call.

SONNY: Will, I really think calling Marlena is a good idea. Besides, Sami might need her mom right now.

WILL: I just...I don't know. They have such a...tricky history, especially when it comes to EJ. You don't know my grandmother's history, there's a lot she doesn't talk about.

SONNY: Should I...look, I know, it's none of my business. But I think that it's the best call you can make right now. And I think Sami needs it.

Sami breaks out of her near-trance state and turns around. She stands up after hearing Sonny say her name and walks over to him and Will.

SAMI: What? What do I need?




The elevator door opens to Theresa's floor. Brady and Theresa are in each other's arms as Theresa goes to step out. Both look a bit...wired. Brady doesn't want to let go.

BRADY: Come on. Let's just...hang out a little longer.

THERESA: (giggling) Nope! I can't, and you especially can't. You got a big day tomorrow, Boy!

BRADY: Boy? Did you just call me "boy".

THERESA: What, you're too matuuuure for that now?

BRADY: I dunno about that. Come on, just five more minutes.

Theresa pulls away from Brady.

THERESA: No no! I gotta go, and so do you. Night!

Theresa waves cutely to Brady as the door to the elevator shuts. Theresa turns around and jumps back slightly when at her door, leaning on the doorframe is Kim.

THERESA: What are you doing?


Sami stands with her hands on her hips, waiting for Sonny's answer, which he hesitates to give.

SONNY: Uh...Sami! Look, I just think you should talk with--

SAMI: With my mom? So she can tell me all about how wrong EJ is for me? How he's destroyed my life because his family is the worst thing to ever happen in Salem since the witch trials? So she can make me feel about an inch tall for every decision I've made in my life since birth?

SONNY: Look, I'm sorry. But I think Marlena could be a lot more sympathetic than you think. I mean, she--

SAMI: She's a shrink. Right? That's what you were gonna say? Sonny I--

WILL: He's just trying to help, Mom. Just...he doesn't think you're crazy. You just...you went through something major and he just wants to help.

Sami untenses and backs off from Sonny as Will talks her down.

WILL: Look, I think, just...stay here on the couch tonight with us, and maybe go talk to Grandma tomorrow morning and we'll see...maybe she can help you find a way to maybe...process the memories you've unlocked.

SAMI: Thanks, Will. (sigh) I don't...I don't know if I can open up to her about this but...I'll try.

Will pulls her in for a hug, Sami struggles to accept it, feeling slightly tense with a claustrophobic air, but does reciprocate in the end.


Jordan stutters and huffs at Rafe request. Rafe's a bit exasperated by Jordan's reluctance.

RAFE: Well, come on! Talk to me! I mean...you're like...one big question mark to me still. You know?

JORDAN: (sighing) I know, I just...I didn't have a happy time growing up and I just...it makes me want to hear about your family, and what it's like to come from a home like yours. You know...the ideal family.

Jordan looks away, a little down, Rafe steps towards her and turns her around gently.

RAFE: Hey, now. My family wasn't all perfection and bliss. I mean...my mom had us later in life. She was afraid to have kids at all until she was well into her 30s.


RAFE: Well...

Rafe and Jordan sit down by Tom & Alice's tree. Rafe takes Jordan's hand affectionately in his.

RAFE: She had this...sorta fear in her after her first child.

JORDAN: So you have an older brother?

RAFE: Had. (sigh) Ma lost her first child shortly after she gave birth. She was really young at the time and she was an unwed mother so...she had the child at a home for unwed mothers. Real old school Catholic home run by a group of really strict nuns. Anyway, when Ma gave birth, they took the baby from her and she was told not long after that the baby had died before they were able to adopt him.

JORDAN: My God! How did she...how did she even--

RAFE: I dunno. She never got to hold him. Nothing.

Rafe looks down, solemnly thinking of his mom.

RAFE: Thing is, it just...it hurt her so much that she spent years trying to move on. Her first love abandoned her, shamed her so badly my family had to move out of their village. And they came here to Salem. Took her years to find the confidence to even look at another guy. When she married my pa, she finally was able to have another chance to have a baby. And then came me, then Ari, then Dario, then Gabi...

JORDAN: (laughs) Sounds like your mom's a real trooper.

RAFE: Yeah, well...you know...I helped a lot too. It's hard for her now. She's sort of...hidden herself away since pa left her. She never gained that confidence back.

Jordan squeezes Rafe's hand and rests her head on his shoulder.

JORDAN: I'm sorry to hear that. I know you love your mom a lot.

RAFE: Yeah. I would love to see her more often but...

JORDAN: Why don't you? I'm sure she'd love to have you.

RAFE: Ahh, we'll find time soon. You and I will go together. Maybe surprise her.

JORDAN: Sounds great.

Rafe and Jordan kiss sweetly, as they stare up at the night sky together.


EJ tries to calm an incensed Abigail down.

EJ: Abigail, I wouldn't think you'd turn to Sami in a million years, but you have to understand something.

ABBY: What, EJ?

EJ: Look, telling Nicholas Fallon about anything in this situation is tantamount to telling it to Samantha. You cannot confide in him.

ABBY: Why not, EJ? What makes you think you know Nick so well that you can tell me what he's thinking or what he's planning?

EJ: It's simply because I mistrust his motives. After what he did to Will and Sonny, I will not give him the slightest ammunition to use against the people I love. Do you understand that? I mean...for God's sake, Abigail. If he's willing to throw one cousin under the bus, he's just as capable of doing it to another.

ABBY: Okay, EJ. I get it. I know you're trying to protect me, and I appreciate it. But I will decide how I handle this, okay? And no, i will not tell Nick. But that's for my own reasons. Not to protect you.

EJ: (sighs) Just...be careful, alright?

ABBY: I will. And thank you for your concern.

Abigail turns to leave, EJ stops her yet again.

EJ: Abigail. Before you go. I want you to know that you will find work again. I'm sorry you had this little...disagreement with someone at work. Just know that if you need someone to put in a good word for you...you can count on me.

ABBY: Thanks, EJ. But that won't be neccessary. Good night.

Abigail turns toward the stairway and strides off into the night.


Kim smiles awkwardly at her daughter as they stand in the hallway together.

KIM: I was just coming to say hello. Is that a proble--

THERESA: Yes, it's a major problem, seeing as I told you not even five hours ago that I didn't want you coming for unannounced visits.

KIM: Theresa, why are you so angry at me?

THERESA: Mom, you know why. Okay? Don't even start with me about why I'm angry at you. You want me in jail, and so does dad, and I just...I can't deal with this right now, okay? Just...back off.

Theresa tries to get away as quickly as possible, and scrapes around in her purse, trying to find her keys to get inside and away from Kim.

KIM: Theresa, enough. And for God's sake, what were you doing with Brady? I mean...you know he's not in the best shape lately. You're not helping your case by going out with him--

THERESA: Oh my God, Mother! Back. Off. I can handle myself. Okay? I'm happy with Brady.

KIM: Oh God, you're not seeing him, are you?

THERESA: You know what, that's none of your business.

Theresa pulls her keys from her purse and turns around quickly to unlock her door. She drops something from her purse without noticing and steps inside.

THERESA: Now, I'm going to bed, okay? Goodnight.

Theresa slams the door shut in Kim's face, and locks herself inside her apartment. Breathing a sigh of relief.

Outside, Kim picks up the baggie of cocaine that Theresa dropped from her bag. She holds it up, a look of deep concern painted across her face.






Written by A. Washington-Beeby

Story Consultants: ML Cooks & C. Nathaniel Richardson

Abby looks confused at Nick, as they sit next to each other on the bench at the pier.

ABBY: What? Nick, what do you mean by that?

NICK: I just have a feeling, that's all. Abby, you've had so many crappy things go down this past year...it's not fair. You're due for some good news.

ABBY: I would definitely agree with that. You know, Nick. I'm really glad to have someone to talk to. I mean...it's really hard keeping everything to myself sometimes, you know?

NICK: I know exactly what you mean. It's nice to have someone you can turn to. Just remember that. I'm always here for you. You're my family.

Nick takes Abby's hand and squeezes it gently. He gets up from the bench, ready to head off into the night. Abby looks up at him and smiles.

ABBY: Thanks, Nick. Appreciate it.

NICK: I'll see you later?

ABBY: You bet. And thanks. I really appreciate everything you've done.

NICK: Don't mention it.

Nick lets go of Abby's hand and sets off into the night.As he leaves, Abby watches him take off, while behind her, the shadows reveal that EJ's been observing their conversation from behind Abby, out of her line of vision.


At Chez Rouge, Theresa and Brady kiss at their table, only to be interrupted by Jennifer's disapproving voice.

JENNIFER: Oh, you have GOT to be kidding me.

Brady looks over at Jennifer in shock. Theresa responds by smiling smugly.




Theresa smiles her smug smile as she sits back in her seat, looking up at a disapproving Jennifer.

THERESA: Jennifer! What a nice surprise to see you lurking about this evening.

JENNIFER: Can it, Terry.

THERESA: Ugh, can we just stick with 'Theresa', Jenny.

JENNIFER: After you, Terry.

Theresa grimaces at the masculinization of her name, while Jenn looks over to Brady in disbelief.

JENNIFER: Really? I mean, you think this is a step UP from Kristen?

Brady holds up his hand to stop her.

BRADY: Okay, Jennifer, I really didn't want to hear Kristen's name tonight, okay? I just came here, with my date, and we came to have a nice, carefree evening. Now is okay with you?

JENNIFER: Not really!

BRADY: Really? Oh, and why not?

JENNIFER: Because, Brady. This wo...this GIRL tried to destroy my son's life to get back at me because I didn't put up with her nonsense on the job. She's petty, she's spiteful, sh--

THERESA: ...She flies around on a old broom in a pointy hat, etcetra, etcetra, etcetra. Seriously, Jenny, can you just save the tired character assassinations for ONE night and just leave me alone?

Jennifer leans in closely and squares in intensely on Theresa.

JENNIFER: No. I will not. And you wanna know why?

Theresa gives a defiant look back at her.

THERESA: Why's that?

JENNIFER: Because Brady's my friend. And I'm looking out for him. And the last thing I'm going to allow you to do is hurt him any more than he already has--

Brady pulls an escalating, and clearly agitated Jennifer away from Theresa.

BRADY: Woh, woh, woh, woh! Jenn. With all due respect, I am the only person who needs to concern myself with that. And trust me. I will be fine, okay? So let me and Theresa just...enjoy our evening, and you enjoy yours.

Brady gets up from his seat, and takes Theresa's hand, pulling her chair out so they may leave for the bar together.

THERESA: Yes, please. I would think you need to do something to make you feel better after the day you've had. You know how word gets around at the hospital.

Theresa winks at Jenn as Brady helps put Theresa's jacket on.

THERESA: See ya, Jenny!

Jennifer looks on in disbelief, shaking her head as Brady and Theresa head off for the evening.

Sheryl looks over from her table and catches a glimpse of Jordan and Rafe in their corner table.

SHERYL: Oh! Wow! It's Rafe and Jordan. You wouldn't mind if I just...popped over to say 'hi' for a sec, no?

LUCAS: No! In fact, I should probably pop over myself. Rafe owes me a few bucks for that bet we made.

Sheryl laughs as she gets up from the table.

SHERYL: Well, I'll be just a second. Us girls have a couple things to talk about on our own, but I'll be fast. Okay?

LUCAS: Sounds good. I'll be here.

Sheryl heads over to Jordan and Rafe's table. Upon arriving, Jordan looks displeased to see her for a second, spotting a very suspect look in Sheryl's eye that she recognizes immediately. Something's up.

JORDAN: Hey...Sheryl. I didn't realize you were here! How...nice to see you.

SHERYL: You too, both of you!

RAFE: Yeah, it's a nice surprise. You here with Lucas?

SHERYL: I am. He says he wants to pop by to say hi in a moment.

Rafe shuffles in his seat uncomfortably at that comment.

RAFE: I think I know why. (to Jordan) Hide me. He's after my money.

Jordan and Sheryl laugh.

SHERYL: I'll make sure he goes easy on you. Anyway, Jordan. I was hoping you had a minute so we could talk for a sec. I had something to tell you.

JORDAN: Oh! How...great! Okay. I'll be there in a sec--


Sheryl emphasizes through gritted teeth. Jordan furrows her brow and looks up at Sheryl, trying to maintain a cool and calm exterior for Rafe.

JORDAN: Heh. Alright. Rafe, if you'll excuse me.

Jordan gets up from her seat, and Sheryl grabs her by the wrist and pulls her off to the ladies room. Once inside, Sheryl turns Jordan around abruptly to talk to her.

JORDAN: OW! You know you're not good at this whole "subtle" business, eh?

SHERYL: I'm trying. But it's really difficult when I can barely get you to communicate with me.

JORDAN: Look, I'm sorry. I just...I've got a lot of things on my mind. How's...how's things with Lucas.

SHERYL: Good for now. He seems to be fine. I think this afternoon was just him in a bad mood. But we can't take any chances. Especially with that press conference coming up tomorrow. We need to be there and hopfeully we'll figure out what exaclty EnerNext's next move is.

JORDAN: Well, if it involves Titan, then we need to be really careful how we proceed. Especially you, since you're working for the company.

SHERYL: Tell me about it. Look, I think once the press conference happens, we'll be able to figure out what information we need to stop this project dead in its tracks.

JORDAN: Agreed. In the meantime, we just need to wait, and try to keep Kate Roberts from sticking her nose in any further.


Will comforts Sami on the sofa of his apartment. Sami is visibly upset by the recollections of her past with EJ that have come back to haunt her psyche. Sami is held close by Will, who looks to Sonny for guidance, unsure how to deal with the gravity of his mother's breakdown.

WILL: Could you pass me the water, Sonny?

SONNY: Sure.

Gabi looks on from the bedroom, very concerned about Sami's state. She has overheard the conversation, but doesn't understand the context of it. She holds her baby tightly, thinking of how great the bond between mother and child is. A momentary smile crosses her face, before she thinks again of Sami's suffering.

Sami, meanwhile, sips on the glass of water, catching her breath finally after nearing a panic attack earlier. Will pulls her from his side and looks at her.

WILL: Did you want me to make some tea or something?

SAMI: (quietly) That'd be nice.

Will slowly gets up from the couch as Sami is preoccupied with the drink of water. Sami stops momentarily and looks over to Will.

SAMI: Oh, and Will?

Will stops in his tracks and turns around.

WILL: Yeah, Mom?

SAMI: Thanks. I'm glad I can count on you.

A slight smile crosses Will's face.

WILL: Anytime, Mom.

Will steps over to where Sonny is, grabbing his arm and pulling him into the corner.

WILL: Do you know what I can do? I think...I'm pretty sure my mom's in meltdown right now.

SONNY: Just...keep doing what you're doing. Keep her calm, help her relax.

WILL: But, I mean. I can't leave her like this all night. I just wanted to give her the good news and have a nice evening and now...

SONNY: Don't worry. My suggestion? Call your grandma Marlena right away. She's a shrink, she can help us figure out what we can't, and maybe be of some comfort to your mom right now.

WILL: Possibly. I just...I don't want my mom to think that we think she's gone crazy--

SONNY: Will! You have to help her. Why are you even hesitating about this?

Will struggles to find an answer.


EJ approaches Abby, slowly descending down the stairs at the pier.

EJ: Abigail!

Abigail is startled by EJ calling out to her. She turns around quickly to look at him. She's unimpressed by his presence.

ABBY: What the Hell? EJ?

EJ: Abigail, what happened?

ABBY: What are you talking about? How long were you standing there?

EJ: Long enough to know something happened after I left.

ABBY: EJ, nothing happened. I discovered the hospital wasn't the place for me and I quit. I had a disagreement with a supervisor that couldn't be overcome. It's as simple as that.

EJ: Why is it I don't believe that?

ABBY: You can believe whatever you want to believe. That's the truth, now if you'll excuse me...

Abigail grabs her purse and turns to walk away. EJ grabs her arm and turns her back towards him quickly.

EJ: Not so fast.

ABBY: Ow! EJ! You're hurting me.

EJ lets go, but remains intensely focused on Abigail.

EJ: Did somebody find out about you and I?

Abby flashes back to Anne playing the recording of EJ detailing their affair.

ABBY: No. No one found out. And I didn't tell Nick either.

EJ relaxes slightly, but remains intensely focused.

EJ: Good. And most importantly, don't tell anything to Nick Fallon.

ABBY: Why shouldn't I?

EJ: Abigail, he's an incredibly dangerous individual. He has an agenda to hurt a lot of people that you and I are deeply for. I don't want to give him any ammunition.

ABBY: Oh right. So you think I'm going to tell him everything about you and I and that he's instantly going to make a beeline to Sami? Are you completely out of your mind, EJ?





Written by A. Washington-Beeby

Story Consultants: ML Cooks & C. Nathaniel Richardson

Will walks into the living room of his apartment, putting his jacket on. Sonny, holding the baby, and Gabi, helping to finish dinner, turn, still concerned about Sami's disappearance.

SONNY: You going out to look for your mom?

WILL: Yeah. Still haven't heard back yet. Not even a text. I can't even get ahold of EJ so...yeah, I'm really starting to worry. So, Sonny, if mom comes around while I'm out, let me know, okay?

SONNY: Will do.

Will & Sonny kiss, and Will heads for the door. As he opens it, Sami appears in the doorway, still in a state. She sees Will and throws herself into his arms tearfully. Will is shocked and takes a moment to react before hugging his mother back.


Jordan walks into Chez Rouge alone, and looks around for Rafe. As she looks around, Rafe walks in behind her, putting his hands on her shoulders. He leans in and speaks softly to greet her.

RAFE: Well, good evening, Miss Ridgeway.

A smile grows across Jordan's face, still facing away from Rafe, who's leaned in to kiss her neck delicately.

JORDAN: Hello, Mr. Hernandez. I'm so glad you're here.

Maggie walks in, a little worn down, but still trying to keep her happy face on.

MAGGIE: Rafe! Jordan! Good to see you.

RAFE: Hey, Maggie. We had a table for two reserved.

MAGGIE: Indeed you have. You're not the only ones tonight, though.

JORDAN: Oh? Who's here?

MAGGIE: Oh, well...Lucas is here with his date...Sheryl, I think.

JORDAN: Great! We'll have to say 'hi'

MAGGIE: And Jennifer's here with her date.

Rafe looks confused.

RAFE: Daniel's here with Jenn?

Maggie responds with more than a hint of indignation in her voice.

MAGGIE: Oh no. I'm talking about him. She's here with Liam Frazer. And to boot, Brady's here...with Theresa Donovan.

RAFE: Well, this is an awkward place to be then.

JORDAN: Look, forget about them. Maggie, is there a really private table somewhere you can sit us at so it can just be the two of us? (softly) I think Rafe was...really looking forward to that.

MAGGIE: I think I know somewhere. Come with me.

Maggie winks, and guides them over to a private booth in the back corner of the restaurant.

Brady hesitates to take the baggie of cocaine from Theresa, but as the waiter approaches with their meals, he quickly snatches it and hides it in his pocket. He gives Theresa an intense look, then winks. He thanks the waiter and they dig in. Not long after, Theresa's phone beeps. She has a text message from Anne.

just got abby 2 quit. 1 horton down, 1 2 go. come 2 my office NOW!

Theresa furrows her brow at the message.

THERESA: (under her breath) What has she done now?

BRADY: What has who done?

Theresa realizes she spoke aloud and struggles to cover her slip-up.




Jennifer and Liam sit at their table at Chez Rouge, laughing at a story Liam's telling Jenn.

LIAM: ...And so I knock on the door, and when this poor old lady answered the door, it turned out it was Sycamore EAST, not Sycamore West.

JENNIFER: Oh NO! (laughs)

Liam and Jennifer's hands come together in the middle of the table, and a warm, comfortable smile comes across Jenn's face.

LIAM: You're having a good time, right?

JENNIFER: I am. Today was a tough day, but, I gotta hand it to you, you have done a fantastic job of putting a smile on my face. I needed that tonight most of all. So thank you.

LIAM: My pleasure. You're really a special lady, Jennifer Horton. And I can't wait to spend more time with you.

JENNIFER: I'd like that. I feel this...connection with us, you know? Like I've known you for years. It really puts me at ease, you know?

Liam stirs a bit in his seat as Jenn makes this comment. He stares off into space a bit, and Jenn notices Liam's looking through her instead of at her.

JENNIFER: Liam? Liam, you alright?

Liam snaps out of it suddenly.

LIAM: Yeah, yeah, I'm fine. I just...noticed the girl behind you. I know I've seen her at the hospital before, no?

Jenn turns around, and, upon seeing Theresa at a table behind her with Brady, Jenn's face drops.


Theresa fumbles with her phone, trying to cover up Anne's text from Brady.

THERESA: Oh, nothing. Just...that friend from LA with the tabloid connections. More ridiculous drama I don't have time for.

BRADY: Well, then I would put my phone away.

THERESA: Well, yeah, but what if work calls me?

BRADY: Oh right! Theresa Donovan, concerned about work after hours? Or at all, for that matter.

THERESA: Hey! That's not fair! I only didn't care about my job because I didn't get along well with my boss.

BRADY: Which I still don't get. Jennifer's a really sweet woman, and--

THERESA: ...And I. Do. Not. Care. Drop it. Anne is so much better to work for, anyway. She understands my way of doing...y'know, why are we even talking about work, anyway? Come on, let's enjoy the evening. You want to, maybe, hit up the club after dinner and really get crazy?

Theresa's suddenly seductive tone lures Brady in, and a knowing smile crosses his face.

BRADY: That sounds genius.

THERESA: What can I say? I'm always full of good ideas.

Theresa and Brady lean in for a kiss across the table.


Abigail saunters through the fog at the pier. Alone to think, she looks out at the sky, and through the mist, squints to see the full moon off in the distance. She sighs heavily, as from the fog, she hears footsteps approach, which startle her. A familiar voice rings out.

NICK: Rough night?

Abby relaxes upon realizing it's Nick. She stops short of smiling to greet him.

ABBY: You could definitely say that.

NICK: Mind if I join you?

ABBY: Not at all.

Abigail and Nick both sit down at a bench. They both stare out at the night sky (such as it is). Neither break their gaze to look at each other.

NICK: So what's eating you?

ABBY: Well...no one knows this but...I WAS going to start looking for my own place in town soon.

NICK: Oh yeah? Ready to fly the coop, eh?

ABBY: Yeah, though notice I say "was"?

NICK: Yeah! Did something happen?

Abby finally breaks her gaze to look at Nick, who turns to look back.

ABBY: Well...this has to stay exclusively between you and me, got it?

NICK: Lips: sealed.

ABBY: And if you ever tell anyone, I'll--

NICK: I get it, Abigail. Don't worry.

ABBY: Okay. Well...for lack of a better way of putting it...I got fired tonight. And it was for a really stupid reason too and...it's back to square one.

Nick looks at Abigail, empathy in his eyes. He ponders a moment, then turns to her again.

NICK: Not neccessarily.

ABBY: What do you mean?

NICK: Just...just wait. I have a feeling something's gonna come your way very soon.


Will and Sami separate from their hug, Will still confused as to what has got Sami so stirred up. Sami is still wiping away tears.

WILL: Mom, what's going on?

SAMI: I just...I just had a huge fight with EJ and it...it...I just needed to...oh God.

WILL: Come on, come on, let's set down a minute.

WIll takes Sami over to the sofa, Gabi takes the baby so Sonny can sit on the other side of Sami with Will.

SONNY: Did you want some water?

SAMI: (catching her breath) Got any whiskey?

SONNY: Well, not here, but...

SAMI: It's okay, Sonny. Just a joke. I'd love some water.

Sonny gets up from the couch and grabs a glass for Sami. Handing it to her, he stands back with Gabi and the baby.

SAMI: I...I just....EJ said something to me that took me...completely off-guard. I...hadn't even thought about anything that happened between us like that before. And...

WILL: Well, like what?

SAMI: Well, you remember I told you about when Dad and I were in that snowstorm at the cabin?

Will's eyes bug out a bit, shocked by what came up, he immediately makes the connections and realizes what the fight was about.

WILL: Woah! He didn't bring THAT up, did he?

SAMI: Ugh. Yes. Yes, he did.

WILL: Well, are you okay? I mean, that's pretty...intense.

SAMI: I don't know, Will. I mean...I realized tonight that...I just...I haven't dealt with that night the way I...

Gabi feels increasingly uncomfortable in the room, and heads for her room.

GABI: Um...sorry to interrupt, but I think I need to change the baby.

Sonny points to Gabi, implying he'll be following Gabi. Will nods, mouthing "thank you" to them as they slip out of the room to give Will some privacy with Sami.

WILL: You were saying?

SAMI: Will...I don't think...now that all these memories I've pushed back in my mind, now that they're coming out....I don't know if I can marry EJ.



DAYS #21: Seeing Rouge


Written by A. Washington-Beeby

Story Consultants: ML Cooks & C. Nathaniel Richardson

Sami sits in the garden outside the DiMera house. Guilty over her feelings of uneasiness with her son Johnny, and reeling from her resugrent memories of her rape by EJ, Sami is completely overwhelmed. From the house, Mary, the maid, calls for her.

MARY: Ms. Brady! Are you okay?

Mary steps out of the double doors out to the garden, and calls out to Sami again.

MARY: Ms. Brady!

Sami finally pulls herself together, snapping out of the despondent trance she was in.

SAMI: Oh...uh...Mary! Hi, I'm...I'm okay.

Sami gets up from the ground and dusts herself off. She tries to play off what Mary just saw and pretend everything's fine.

SAMI: I...I just...I fell, it's okay.

Mary doesn't believe a word Sami says, but awkwardly tries to play along, though she's still concerned.

MARY: Oh...uh...yes. Okay. I hope you're alright. Your son Will called the house. He's wondering where you are. I told him you were in the garden.

SAMI: Oh my God! Thank you, Mary. I forgot I'm supposed to meet him for dinner tonight. Uh...just tell him I'm on my way over.

MARY: Yes, Ms. Brady.

Sami makes a beeline for inside, grabbing her jacket and purse before Mary even gets inside.


Maggie turns to see Theresa before her, approaching the table at Chez Rouge that Brady has just sat down at. Maggie is shocked and incredibly displeased to see her there. She asks Brady a question, never once turning around.

MAGGIE: Brady.

BRADY: Yyyes, Maggie?

MAGGIE: What is she doing here?

BRADY: Uh...I think she just told you. She's my date tonight.

Maggie finally turns back around, suddenly seething.

MAGGIE: Oh, like Hell she is! I...

Maggie stops herself from continuing, realizing she is working. She quickly regains her composure and draws herself up, in an attempt to retain her professionalism.

MAGGIE: Theresa, I hope you two have a pleasant evening.

Maggie grabs Theresa by the shoulders and whispers in her ear as she walks away.

MAGGIE: (whispering) And if I find out you're hurting Brady in any way, you're going to answer to me. Got it?

Theresa shoots Maggie a look before sitting down.

Maggie walks with determination back up to the foyer of the restaurant, just as Sheryl and Lucas walk in. Maggie smiles upon seeing Lucas.

MAGGIE: Lucas! It's so nice to see you, Honey!

LUCAS: Aunt Maggie!

Lucas and Maggie hug before Lucas goes to introduce Sheryl to her.

LUCAS: This is Sheryl, she's our newest hire at MadWorld.

MAGGIE: It's so great to meet you, and I see you're getting on pretty well with the boss, hm?

Sheryl laughs a little uncomfortably at Maggie's comment.

SHERYL: Well, Lucas has been really really great to me. Put it that way.

LUCAS: The pleasure's all mine.

MAGGIE: Well, here, let me take you to your--

Maggie stops midsentence as Jennifer walks in, Liam on her arm, the two of them laughing as they step inside. Maggie's smile vanishes as Jennifer looks over to her. An uncomfortable hush fills the room.




Jennifer hesitates to greet Maggie, sensing the tension. But she finally does.

JENNIFER: Uh...Aunt Maggie! Lucas, and you are...?

Sheryl extends a hand to Jenn, unsure why there's such tension in the air.

SHERYL: Uh...I'm Sio..uh...Sheryl Connors. Nice to meet you.

JENNIFER: Oh, it's nice to meet you, I'm...Lucas' sister, Jennifer.

SHERYL: Oh! It's so nice to meet you too, uh--

MAGGIE: Shall I take you to your table, Lucas? Sheryl?

Maggie, obviously displeased with Jennifer, takes Lucas and Sheryl to their table.

LUCAS: You know, Aunt Maggie, Jennifer and Daniel have been broken up for awhile. I think it's good she's dating again.

MAGGIE: Lucas, I know. But I wish they wouldn't have come here on their first date.

LUCAS: Well...maybe they didn't know it would be such an issue. Cut Jenn some slack, Aunt Maggie. She's not had a very easy year, you know.

Maggie sighs in a sort of defeat.

MAGGIE: I guess you're right. I'm just...I'm not having the best night, that's all.

LUCAS: You're still worried about Brady.

MAGGIE: Aren't we all?

LUCAS: You can say that again.

Maggie looks over and Jenn and Liam, who are talking back in the foyer. She hands Lucas and Sheryl menus.

MAGGIE: Look, I've gotta get back to work. Here's tonight's specials, and here's the wine list. Your server'll be back in just a second to take your order, alright?

Sheryl and Lucas smile Maggie's way as she walks away.

SHERYL: Thanks!

Back in the foyer, Maggie approaches Jenn and Liam with a bit of a scowl. Jennifer, after the day she's had, is fed up.

JENNIFER: Aunt Maggie--

MAGGIE: Jennifer Rose, don't 'Aunt Maggie' me. You have a lot of nerve showing up here with a date. Especially after what you did to my son today at the hospital.

JENNIFER: What I did?? Aunt Maggie, I don't think you understand what we talked about--

Liam attempts to defuse the situation and interjects.

LIAM: Uh, Ladies! It's alright. Look, Jenn. Maybe we should follow your Aunt Maggie's advice and go somewhere. It's my fault for making a reservation anyway. I didn't realize there was a problem.

JENNIFER: No, Liam. Don't. We're going to have dinner here. Aunt Maggie, I know Daniel is your son and you want to defend him and protect him, but Daniel and I have been apart for awhile now. And it's time you accept that he and I are not going to get back together. Now I'm pretty sure Daniel was upset about our conversation earlier, but that is between him and I. Just, please. Aunt Maggie, I love you. Let me move on with my life.

Maggie takes a deep breath and tries not to cry, but is so filled with emotions over the crazy evening she's having, she can't help it.

MAGGIE: I know. I'm sorry, Jenn. It's not going to be easy. But I will try. I promise.

Maggie and Jenn lean in for a hug, and Maggie shows Jenn and Liam to their seat.

Lucas looks back at the situation with Liam and Jenn, before turning back to Sheryl.

LUCAS: Well that didn't look awkward.

SHERYL: What's the problem there, anyway?

LUCAS: It's...a long story. Look, what's important is that you're here. I was worried you wouldn't come after how I acted this afternoon.

SHERYL: It's okay! Look, I'm sorry I interrupted you. You seemed really preoccupied with work.

LUCAS: Yeah, that's...that's it. Working and...things. I just...I just want you to know that, I really do care about, Sheryl. You've worked so hard for us and...well, you've made my life a whole lot more interesting, too.

SHERYL: That's so sweet of you. I feel the same about you. You've made it so much easier for me since I came to Salem. I mean, I had Jordan but...well, you know how that was when I first got into town. It's nice to have someone like you to take me around and make me feel...I dunno. At home?

LUCAS: Trust me, It's been a pleasure for me. You're really special, Sheryl.

Lucas takes her hand and squeezes it on the table. Sheryl looks down at Lucas holding her hand and smiles, looking into his eyes.

Brady and Theresa talk about Brady's meeting today, telling the story of what happened. Theresa listens, but is somewhat distracted by the drama of Jenn, Liam and Maggie's encounter.

BRADY: So then Kate just starts whispering to Lucas, but she isn't like, actually whispering she's...are you even listening to me?


Theresa snaps out of it suddenly and refocuses on Brady.

THERESA: Sorry, was watching Maggie acting like a train wreck. She's about one nasty customer away from throwing herself off the wagon.

Brady turns around to see Maggie looking a little ragged, giving a piece of her mind to an apologetic waiter as they both make a beeline for the kitchen.

BRADY: Bit of a crazy night, I guess.

THERESA: I guess so. Anyway, you were saying.

BRADY: Ahhh, it wasn't important.

THERESA: No no, you were saying something about a big press conference tomorrow and you'll be on TV making all kinds of big announcements!

BRADY: Yes, indeed. And the best part is, once this deal goes down with EnerNext, I will be richer than anyone ever thought possible. Like...you wouldn't believe all the things I'm gonna buy you, okay? Like...you're gonna have a castle in England for yourself, and another for a fleet of horses, okay? That's how rich you're gonna be.

Theresa laughs at how ludicrous it all sounds. At that same moment, their drinks arrive.

THERESA: You know, you amaze me.


THERESA: Yeah. You're the only guy I've ever met who can come right out of an awful situation and just...spin it into gold.

BRADY: Believe me, Honey. Ignorance is bliss.

THERESA: Cheers to that.

BRADY: Amen.

Theresa and Brady toast, with Brady taking a good swig of his drink. Theresa drinks somewhat more daintily. Brady leans in and points to Theresa, with one eyebrow raised.

BRADY: You know what the best part of this whole press conference is, actually?

THERESA: What's that?

BRADY: You and I are gonna celebrate it all that night in Chicago, and we're gonna really party it up.

Theresa fishes in her bag stealthily and leans in at the same time.

THERESA: Well, you know...it's never too early to start the party, you know.

Theresa takes Brady's hand, and subtly passes a small baggie of cocaine to him. Brady hesitates to take it.


Abby is in her office at the hospital, shocked at Anne's presence, not to mention her implication that she overheard Abby's conversation with EJ.

ABBY: Uh...what are you talking about, Anne?

ANNE: Oh Honey, come on. You know what I mean.

ABBY: No, I don't have a clue what you--

Anne presses play on her phone and the sound of EJ detailing their morning office romp comes blasting out. Abigail's jaw drops, and she stutters, shaking as she points to Anne's phone. Anne meanwhile, has a huge 'gotcha!' smile across her face.

ABBY: Where...where did you get that?

ANNE: Oh Honey, you need to be more careful where you have your personal conversations. I mean, anyone could just...hide around that corner there while the door's ajar and just...record anything they happen to hear someone say about...having sex in the workplace with a major hospital board member during company time.

ABBY: Anne. Anne, give me that phone.

ANNE: Ah, ah, ah! Not so fast!

Anne pulls her phone away from Abigail's grasp. Holding one nagging finger up, Anne shakes it at Abigail, and takes a long moment to think about what to say next. She paces across Abby's office, taunting her. Abby is bordering on a panic attack when Anne finally speaks again.

ANNE: Now, here's the thing.

Anne stops and turns around, leaning against's Abby's desk.

ANNE: I know for a fact that if I played this for the hospital board, they would be...scandalized. But...and I'm sure you realize this because you're such a smart girl, so bear with me here...did you also know that if you're caught having sex while on duty at the hospital, you could be (fake gasps) FIRED?!

ABBY: You wouldn't dare tell any--

ANNE: ...And the one person I know would be more disappointed and shattered by a revelation like this coming out would be...guess who, Abigail?

Abby shakes her head, hoping beyond all hopes Anne stands close enough for her to grab the phone from her hands, she realizes Anne's threat.

ABBY: You can't...you can't tell my moth--

ANNE: ...Your MOTHER. That's right. And you know how much I would love that. So that means you have to do something for me.

ABBY: Anything. Please, Anne. I'll do anything.

ANNE: Anything?? You sure about that?

ABBY: Yes, please. Just please...make that recording go away.

ANNE: Quit. Put in your resignation tonight, and I'll be so grateful to have one less Holier-than-thou Horton to deal with every day, that no one will ever find out about your little sexcapade with Mr. DiMerRRRra.




Written by A. Washington-Beeby

Story Consultants: ML Cooks & C. Nathaniel Richardson


Sami is in the garden, deep in thought, thinking back on her fight with EJ, his revelation about his raping her, and their son together, Johnny. Sami thinks of him, but for the first time, Sami connects her young son with EJ's ultimatum in the car during the snowstorm. Her pain, her feeling of violation, her sense of helplessness in the situation. She flashes back further in that moment to her rape as a teenager. She tries to stop the associations, but the flashbacks overwhelm her, she begins crying.


Johnny spots Sami from the house and emerges from inside to run over to her to give her a hug.


JOHNNY: Mommy!!


Sami winces at his touch, but holds it in. She tries to keep a cool head, but she still needs time to think and alone time. She hugs Johnny back, but pulls away quickly.


SAMI: Hey Johnny.

JOHNNY: Mommy, you look sad. What's wrong? Did you have another fight with Dad?

SAMI: Of course not, honey. I just...I need some time alone to think. But it's sweet you came to see me. But...I need you to do me a favour.

JOHNNY: What's that?

SAMI: I need you to go upstairs and do whatever homework you have. And I promise you I'll bring home something tasty from the bakery when you're done, okay?



Johnny excitedly runs back into the house. Sami watches Johnny run inside before breaking down in tears, slumping down in the grass.







Kim holds her hand out to Theresa again, as they stand in the hallway of the apartment block.


KIM: Look, Theresa, I tried to tell you I was coming to see the apartment about 6 times. You never answered.

THERESA: Well, I was busy. In fact, I'm still busy. I'm on my way out.


Theresa brusquely shuts the door to her apartment and locks it up, almost to prove a point to Kim that she's unwelcome inside. Before stepping away, she points her key at Kim.


THERESA: Look, do me a favour. Don't come knocking on my door for "friendly visits", and for God's sake, don't spy on me. I'm an adult, and I don't need you or anyone else in this family of Polyannas to come check up on me. Got it?


Theresa storms off to the elevator. Kim sighs heavily. The landlord stands awkwardly in the hall next to Kim, unsure what to do or say.


LANDLORD: So...I assume you've met your new neighbour before?


Kim shoots the landlord a look.




Roman, Kate, and Lucas are at Roman's office at the police station, going over Roman's discoveries on Jordan & Sheryl.


ROMAN: So...Kate, you are going to have to keep Jordan around at all costs. I see she's with Rafe. Support them, or at least appear to. Whatever you do, you cannot make it obvious that you're onto her. At any cost. Same goes for you, Lucas. I need you both to keep Sheryl on your payroll. Make it seem like nothing has changed.



Lucas looks sick after that statement.


LUCAS: I may have already blown that.

KATE: What do you mean by that?

LUCAS: Well, I ran into Sheryl at Club TBD earlier and I...I admit, I was acting really standoffish.

KATE: Do you think she suspects anything?

LUCAS: It's possible. But I think I can maybe calm her nerves later on. I'm gonna meet her for dinner at Chez Rouge after this.

ROMAN: That's good. That'll keep her suspicions at bay for now. Now, here's what we're gonna do. The ISA is going to send over an agent to work with you at MadWorld, and their sole function will be to suss out exactly what Sheryl and Jordan are up to, and they'll be working overtime to try to stop them before anything serious goes down.

KATE: Well, how will I explain this to my other employees? Is it going to be someone I can use? I mean...I can't just throw some random person into the executive team.

ROMAN: You won't have to. The ISA is sending Billie. That way, no one's suspicions will be raised, and you'll have someone who knows your company.


Kate smiles, impressed that Roman truly thought of everything with this plan.


KATE: Roman Brady, you're a genius.




Brady enters Chez Rouge. Maggie greets him at the door, a hesitant smile on her face.


MAGGIE: Brady.

BRADY: Maggie! Uh...I made...a reservation for two tonight.

MAGGIE: Oh really! Is this a date?

BRADY: Yes, it most definitely is, so I figured, where better to take a beautiful young lady than to the most intimate restaurant in town.

MAGGIE: Ohhh, don't flatter me, Brady. Come on now. I'll show you to your seat.


Maggie motions Brady over to a table, and talks with him as she heads over.


MAGGIE: I assume she's meeting you here, then?

BRADY: Yeah. She is, she should be along shortly so...


Maggie shows Brady to his seat. Maggie talks to him as he sits down.


MAGGIE: That's lovely. I'll be sure to send her your way. Listen...Brady, I want to tell you how glad I am to see you find someone new to connect with. I really do hope this is the start of a great new direction for you. You deserve it.


Brady smiles, somewhat surprised after not having heard a single word of praise in awhile.


BRADY: Thanks, Maggie. I appreciate that.

MAGGIE: Don't mention it. So who is this young lady you'll be dining with tonight?

THERESA: Her name's Theresa Donovan, and she's oh-so happy to be here.


Theresa takes Maggie by surprise, and Maggie turns around, all the joy and hope washed from her face as she looks at Brady's date.




EJ and Abby are inside Abby's office at the hospital. EJ has come to break off their affair, and, believing they are alone, is being rather candid about the whole issue. Little do either of them know that Anne Milbauer is around the corner, holding her cell phone on record.


Abigail is feeling a little uncomfortable after EJ explicitly states that he wants to end their affair, but refuses to let it show. She maintains her alluring presence.


ABBY: Why would you want to give this up, EJ? What is it? Did Sami give you a hard time?

EJ: Let's not go there, Abigail.


Abigail wraps her arms around EJ's neck, leaning in slowly for a kiss, her speech softer with every word.


ABBY: Why not? We seem to go there over and over...and over.


EJ ducks away before Abigail can plant a kiss on him. Anne stands, excited as all get-out over how juicy the whole situation is.


EJ: Enough, Abigail. I'm serious. Look, I need you to understand something. It's not just that it's inappropriate for you to be throwing yourself at me in your workplace, but you have to remember, Samantha and I...we have children together. Alright? I can't be risking what may be my last chance to allow my kids to grow up with both their parents together. Happy. I lost that chance at a very early age, Abigail. I won't put my kids through it as well.


Abigail becomes increasingly pensive as EJ speaks. Her facade of confidence and sensuality cracks, and the insecure girl in her re-emerges.


ABBY: My God. I've been so stupid. And selfish.

EJ: Abigail, don't beat yourself up over thi--

ABBY: And YOU! You want to pretend this never happened. Don't you? Just sweep me under the rug? Or maybe you wanna pull me out on special occasions when you haven't been getting any from Sami, huh? Business trips?

EJ: Abigail, you know this isn't just some cheap sex for me. I really do care for you.

ABBY: But that's the thing...that's what I just realized. It isn't just some cheap sex for you. It's control. You aren't getting sex from Sami. She's controlling you. And you wanna feel like the man, in charge of someone's emotions. And that's where I come in. Right, EJ?

EJ: That's not it at all, Abigail, I'm telling you. It's...look, something happened tonight. Something took over in me, and I...I said something I really shouldn't have. But it made me realize what's important in my life. And what's important to me is my family. Samantha, and our children. They are my family.

ABBY: I understand that, EJ. I really do. Your kids need you, Sami loves you, but that's the thing. You love control more than you'll ever love her.

EJ: That's not fair, Abigail.

ABBY: None of this is fair. I wish I'd never gone to Smith Island in the first place.


Abigail turns around, shaking her head, upset, and thinking hard about that fateful trip to the island cabin.


ABBY: But that doesn't mean I just turn my feelings off for you. I still want you. I really do wish that we'd been able to keep going this morning.

EJ: (with a little laugh) It's not all that, I promise you. Sex in the office just makes a mess for yourself to clean up later.

ABBY: This isn't a laughing matter, though, EJ. Look, I really need to...I need to clear my head.


Abigail turns to head out of the room, EJ grabs her arm to stop her.


EJ: Abigail. Wait. I'm sorry this hasn't worked out in your favour. But remember. I'm always here for you. No matter what. I want to remain your friend.

ABBY: How's that even gonna be possible, EJ?

EJ: You'll find a way. Remember, you're important to me. More than you know.


EJ turns and walks out of the office. Abigail tries in vain to hold in tears, as Anne walks into her office, applauding slowly.


ANNE: You know, that performance could've won you an Emmy. Good work, Abby!


Abigail turns around in horror to see Anne in her doorway.





Written by A. Washington-Beeby

Story Consultants: ML Cooks & C. Nathaniel Richardson

Theresa is shocked and in disbelief by what she sees in her hallway. Her mother being handed keys by her landlord.

THERESA: Do I need to ask again or is someone going to talk?

Kim turns to face Theresa, a tentative smile on her face.

KIM: Well...honey. I was trying to call you to tell you this. I had a viewing with your landlord and...well...I put a deposit down on the apartment just across the hall from you! Isn't that fantastic??

THERESA: Oh my God. Like...I think I might actually be dying, right now.

Kim walks to Theresa and takes her hand.

KIM: I know! Isn't it great??

Theresa's eyes bug out, and she pulls away from her mother. She is not impressed.

THERESA: No, this is the absolute worst thing that could possibly happen. Are you absolutely nuts??


Roman is in his office, just finishing up a call. He sets down the reciever on his office's land line and types a quick note on his computer. His face wide with satisfaction.

ROMAN: Gotcha!

Roman immediately picks the phone back up, and dials Kate.


KATE: Kate Roberts.


ROMAN: Kate! It's Roman Brady. I need you and Lucas to come down to the station. It's urgent.


KATE: I'll be right over.

Kate hangs up the phone, a wide, sinister smile crosses her face.

KATE: Jordan Ridgeway, whatever your crazy little plan is, it ends right now.




Victor steps into the hallway after the Titan board meeting lets out, his grumpy demeanour plain as the nose on his face. Brady struts out immediately afterwards, smug and confident that he put on a good presentation. He slaps Victor on the back in self-congratulation. Victor doesn't respond, but tenses in reaction.

BRADY: SO! Grandfather! How was that?

VICTOR: If you want my honest opinion, that was the most embarrassed I've ever been in my adult life. And that's no small feat, considering the number of times I married Vivian Alamain.

Brady's expression changes immediately, from cool confidence to confused and upset.

BRADY: Seriously? I mean, you're actually gonna go there right now with me?

VICTOR: Gladly. You're a CEO of a multi-national corporation, not a high school dropout contemplating which McDonalds to apply to work at. You've got responsibilities, Brady. And it's high time you actually took those responsibilities seriously.

BRADY: Or what, Grandad? You're gonna take over as CEO? I dare you to try. The board has to vote me out to reinstate you. You're over 80. They want young blood with the energy to hold up under all the pressure of this job.

VICTOR: I'm well-aware. And after today's performance, I definitely look like a strong candidate in comparison.

BRADY: Hah. You know, you're funny, Grandad. Really. You could've had a second career as a comedian. You know that?

VICTOR: Save it, Brady. I'm being serious. I know you hear this every day at least twice, but I'm really worried about you. I'm worried you're on a slide into something that could destroy your entire life. And I might not be able to help lift you out of it. And frankly, I just can't deal with that at this age. Excuse me.

Victor saunters away, calmly, but inside he is evidently troubled by Brady's behaviour. Brady shakes his head, watching Victor walk away.


Jordan walks into the Horton town square, looking for Sheryl. Upon finding her, she sits down at a table at the cafe area. Jordan's concerned after Sheryl's revelation at the hospital.

JORDAN: Alright, I'm here. I have to meet Rafe in a half hour so you gotta make this fast.

SHERYL: God, I wish you hadn't taken up with Rafe. Seriously, I know why you did it but it makes everything we've planned so much more difficult.

JORDAN: Okay, if you dragged me out her to give me another lecture on how dangerous it is for me to be dating the guy that gives us access to a good chunk of the info we need to pull this off, I'm going back to my apartment to get ready for my date.

Jordan gets up to leave, Sheryl stops her.

SHERYL: Woah woah woah! Jordan! Wait. I meant it when I said I had to talk to you about Lucas.

Jordan sighs and sits back down.

JORDAN: Fine. What is it? Why do you think Lucas is onto you, Sheryl?

Sheryl leans in, as if to share some great secret.

SHERYL: I ran into him at Club TBD earlier. He was...off. Like, really cold. I'd never seen him look at me like that before. There was an ice in his eyes, and he was definitely holding back something.

JORDAN: That's it? Seriously? Sheryl, you know that Kate's after me, not you. And there's no way she's going to figure out who I am. She wants you with Lucas. I don't know what you're so freaked out about.

SHERYL: What if you're wrong, Jordan? How can you be so damned sure Kate doesn't have it in for me too and has just been playing nice this whole time? We need to get our ducks in a row, and fast, or there'll be no chance of stopping the oil sands project, especially if we have to fight both EnerNext and Kate Roberts.


Roman greets Kate and Lucas at the door of his office as they arrive.

ROMAN: Kate, Lucas, have a seat.

KATE: Thank you, Roman. I'm glad you called when you did. I think I know exactly what's going on with Jordan and Sheryl now.

ROMAN: Well, so do we. And we have a plan. All you two have to do is follow it down to the letter, and Jordan and Sheryl will be neutralized.

Kate smiles a wry smile at Roman's news. Lucas carries a bit of uneasiness as he looks to his mother.


Will is on his phone at the apartment, a concerned look on his face. Gabi walks in at that moment and flashes a quick smile to Will, who waves back. Sonny enters the room, holding Arianna. Will sighs in exasperation suddenly.

WILL: (into phone) Hey, mom. Uh...so I need to know when you're able to come by so we can make you dinner. I really do have some big news for you, so whenever you can come by would be great. Uh...EJ is totally welcome to join us if you two are on good terms, because I never know where that stands lately...umm...give me a call back. Bye.

Will drops the phone on the table in front of him.

WILL: Voice mail, again!

GABI: What's wrong? Is Sami okay?

SONNY: We have no idea, we've been calling for about an hour. No answer, just goes straight to voice mail each time. We had some big news to share with her...and you too, but...you know...

WILL: We kinda wanted to make a big announcement to everyone at once.

GABI: Well...why don't you give EJ a call. Maybe she's with him?


Abigail is heading for the door of her office, files in hand, not really focussing on where she's walking. She opens the door to her office to head out and standing before her is EJ.

EJ: I need to talk to you, RIGHT now!

Abigail raises an eyebrow and gives EJ a knowing smile.

ABBY: So! Back for seconds so soon, hm? I didn't think I was that good.

EJ walks right past her and into her office.

EJ: That's not what I meant, Abigail.

Abigail stops the sexy intonations and tightens right up, suddenly feeling a rush of insecurity. Unbeknownst to either of them, Anne Milbauer has just approached her office door, which is still partially ajar, to ask her a question, and overhears EJ's next comment.

ABBY: Well then, what is it?

EJ: We have got to stop this affair, and right now.

Anne's curiosity spikes, she hides around the corner, just enough to be within earshot, and, with some quick thinking, immediately pulls out her cell phone, hitting record.




Written by A. Washington-Beeby

Story Consultants: ML Cooks & C. Nathaniel Richardson

Hope stares down Aiden at the table, where Jenn and Aiden are sitting at the town square. Jenn tries to break the awkward silence.

JENNIFER: Uh...Hope. Hi! Uh..sorry. I've had a bit of a rough day.

HOPE: So it would seem--

Aiden gets up with a start, grabbing his coffee cup.

AIDEN: Look, I don't want to interrupt family time. Jenn?

HOPE: Oh don't leave on my account.

AIDEN: Well, I do have some things to get done anyway, so it's alright. Jenn? You gonna be okay?

JENNIFER: I'll be fine. Thank you for the coffee.

AIDEN: It's my pleasure. Hope.

Aiden walks away, Hope glares as he departs before sitting down beside Jenn.

HOPE: So why were you confiding in him of all people?

JENNIFER: Hope, he ran into me at the hospital, I didn't even have time to--

HOPE: Jenn. Really. I just...the man's a real jerk. I would suggest you stay far away from him.

Jenn, surprised by Hope's strong dislike, is at a loss for words.




Eric leads a blindfolded Nicole to a clearing in the woods, and has her stop in the middle of the clearing.

NICOLE: Oh God. We stopped. Eric?

ERIC: (laughing) Yes?

NICOLE: Why did we stop? What's going on? I'm still not a fan of surprises, if you hadn't noticed.

ERIC: Why don't you have a look?

Eric gently pulls off Nicole's blindfold, revealing to her a beautifully arranged picnic, complete with freshly picked wildflowers, and soft music. Nicole is taken aback by Eric's gesture.

NICOLE: Eric! What is all this?

ERIC: It's a picnic, what else?

Nicole and Eric sit down on the blanket the food's arranged on, Nicole still absolutely in awe of Eric's work.

NICOLE: But...I thought you'd reserved at Chez Rouge.

ERIC: Oh, you're disappointed now?

NICOLE: NO! Don't be ridiculous. I'm shocked but I'm certainly not disappointed!

ERIC: Oh I know. Well, I wanted to give you a special night. But I also wanted to do something a little more...intimate. Especially since it's such a beautiful evening.

Eric snuggles in close to Nicole.

ERIC: You see, I figured, we could sit back, have dinner. Watch the sunset, and just relax. Get away from all the problems in our lives for a while.

NICOLE: Mmmm, I like the sound of that.

ERIC: I figured you might.

Eric leans in to give Nicole a soft kiss.


Brady has just burst into the Titan board room, shirt untucked, the smell of alcohol on his breath. He bows regally to the group.

BRADY: My apologies for my tardiness.

Brady jumps up and moves to the head of the table.

BRADY: NOW! Let's get this show on the road! Grandfather, may I?

VICTOR: If you insist.

BRADY: I do.

VICTOR: You're on your own, Brady. (whispers) Try not to make an ass of yourself.

Brady throws a shady look Victor's way, but shakes it off and begins. Brady slurs his words and stumbles.

BRADY: Okay, so tomorrow...is a big...bigday. For all of us! And do you know why? Because we are going to announce our merger with EnerNext. And that's gonna kick off a whole bunch of other awesome stuff. uh...do we have a ...a power point or something of this? I feel like I need a visual. Anybody?

Victor shakes his head, deeply embarrassed by Brady's state. As Brady continues to speak, Kate's eyes suddenly bulge out of her head. She squeezes Lucas' hand, startling him.

KATE: Oh my God, Lucas. I figured it out.

LUCAS: OW! Mom! That hurt.

Kate pulls her hand back.

KATE: Sorry, sweetie.

LUCAS: What did you figure out, anyway? That Brady's the worst CEO in history?

KATE: Ha! Far from it. I figured ou--


Brady points in Kate's direction. He starts to wag his finger lazily about.

BRADY: Am I boring you two or something?

Kate furrows her brow as much as she's able to, pursing her lips into their usual soured expression.

KATE: Pardon me, Brady. Carry on.

BRADY: Thank you, Kate! Now, you see..

As Brady carries on, Kate leans over again and whispers to Lucas some more.

KATE: I've figured out why Jordan and Sheryl are in Salem.

LUCAS: Why? What is it?

KATE: This! EnerNext! The oil sands project. Lucas, they want to shut it down, and take Titan down with them.


Theresa is in her apartment, readying herself to leave for the afternoon to work. Remember at the last second to grab her phone, she picks up, seeing a text from Brady.

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Theresa smiles broadly, then places her phone in her bag and heads for the door. She hears some talking in the hallway as she does, but thinks nothing of it. As she opens the door, there stands her mother and her landlord in front of the apartment right across the hall. Her landlord handing Kim the keys.

LANDLORD: There you go, Mrs. Donovan. Welcome to your new home!

THERESA: What the hell is going on??

Kim and the landlord both look to Theresa is surprise. Theresa is incensed.


Sami runs over to EJ and pulls the phone from his hand, stopping him from making a phone call to turn himself into police.

SAMI: EJ, What the Hell are you doing??

EJ: What does it looks like to you, Samantha? I mean, what do you want me to do to prove to you that I'm not hiding something, I'm not lying for Kristen. If there was a way I could track her down, I would. But even then, it would kill me, because I know what she's gone through in her life. Just like I know that if you had been put in similar circumstances, you wouldn't be in much better shape.

SAMI: How dare you compare me to Kristen at all? I've grown, and changed since I was teenager. She still carries on like the world owes her something.

EJ: You really don't get it, do you?

Sami cools off, looking more disappointed and deflated than angered.

SAMI: What's there to get, EJ? You see your family's problems as bigger than mine. But Eric didn't do anything to deserve what Kristen did to him. And my sympathy for your sister ends the moment she takes her hurting and uses it as a weapon against anyone within a 50 mile radius.

EJ: And that's what I mean, Samantha. Neither of us are perfect, either. Right? I've done hideous things. To YOU! And you to me. And yet, somehow, we learned to accept those things and move on. Why can't that be the case for Kristen?

Sami explodes, not willing to hear another word from EJ defending Kristen.

SAMI: Because she raped my brother!

EJ: And I raped you!

Sami is stopped dead in her tracks. Her eyes glaze over as she contemplates the truth in EJ's words, as though an unbroken trust had been breached with his bringing this up. EJ, impassioned, but not enraged, continues to shout back to her.

EJ: You remember that, surely. I forced you to have sex with me in exchange for Lucas' life!And yet now, here we are. My ring on your finger. We're planning to marry. Do you not think Kristen can be afforded 1/10th of the same benefit?

Sami sits down at the desk. She can barely breathe, but manages to choke out a few words.

SAMI: EJ...I need to be alone. Please go.

EJ: Fine. If you need me, you know how to reach me.

Sami breaks down in tears as EJ slams the door shut.




Written by A. Washington-Beeby

Story Consultants: ML Cooks & C. Nathaniel Richardson

Victor mills about the Titan board room, speaking to the other execs and organizing his paperwork. Kate and Lucas enter the board room together, and Victor perks up momentarily, then relaxes, realizing who's arrived. The disappointment painted on his face.

VICTOR: Kate. Lucas. Good to see you.

KATE: Well you could've fooled me. I assume you were expecting your wayward grandson?

VICTOR: Give it a rest, Kate. If you had any moral compass, you'd be concerned and asking me how Brady is doing, instead of mocking his suffering.

KATE: Victor, please. I do care about Brady. But how many favours are you doing him by letting him run Titan into the ground like this?

VICTOR: He's an adult, Kate. I can't shadow him for the rest of his life.

KATE: Maybe you'd better start. Your livelihood might depend on it.

Kate turns and walks over to her seat, head held high. Lucas takes his next to her. Victor waits a few more seconds, before excusing himself to the hallway outside the board room. Pulling out his cell phone, Victor calls Brady. The line goes straight to voice mail.

VICTOR: (into phone) Brady Black, you have five minutes to get into this board room or I'm gonna tie you up from the nearest flagpole. You have an important announcement to make tomorrow. Get with it, already!

Victor hangs up and storms back into the board room. Visibly upset, he begins.

VICTOR: This meeting will come to order. In the absence of our CEO, I will be overseeing the proceedings.

Brady bursts into the room, shirt untucked, breath smelling of alcohol.

BRADY: Goooood afternoon, everybody!

Victor stares down Brady. Brady seems unconcerned by Victor's disappointed glare.




Eric leans over and hugs Nicole, kissing her on the cheek, as Nicole sits in her desk chair, looking with bright eyes at her computer screen.

ERIC: Do you have any idea how proud I am of you?

NICOLE: I think I have a little hint of it?

ERIC: Well....you're about to get a whole lot more of a hint. You hungry?

NICOLE: I am, in fact. All this research got me workin' up an appetite!

ERIC: Okay, well...

Eric gets up and walks over to the chair on the other side of Nicole's desk, where he's placed his messenger bag. He stops, and points to Nicole.

ERIC: Close your eyes.

Nicole squints her eyes and glares at Eric.

ERIC: Do it! Come on now!

Nicole laughs and closes her eyes, while Eric walks back over to her.

NICOLE: You know...I was never good with surprises. Never had many good ones to talk about, really.

ERIC: Well, this one will be a very very good one.

Eric ties a blindfold around Nicole's eyes gently. He gets up from behind her desk, and takes her hand to guide her up from her seat.

NICOLE: Oh God, I'm blind. Ack!

Nicole trips a bit getting out of her seat, but Eric gently guides her over.

NICOLE: (in a whiny voice) Where are you taking me?!

ERIC: You'll see. Just be a patient.

NICOLE: Have we met or something? I am SO impatient.

ERIC: (laughing) Oh I know.

Eric grabs his bag and guides Nicole out of her office.


Jennifer smiles a bit as Aiden provides her a bit of comfort over her breakup with Daniel, as they sit in the town square having coffee. Unbeknownst to either of them, Hope is standing nearby, listening in on their conversation.

JENNIFER: ...So, I dunno, I feel like...I know he was trying to help but...

AIDEN: It's not enough. I know. He kept things from you. Big things. It's....not easy. And I know how painful it is to...

Hope makes a move and emerges from behind Tom & Alice's tree. She approaches cool and casually.

HOPE: Hey Cous! ...Aiden.

Aiden looks up, a little frustrated to see Hope.


Sami returns home from work. She's exasperated by the day's events. EJ sits in the living room, looking over some files at his desk when Sami comes bursting in.

SAMI: Ooooh I swear I could just STRANGLE that woman!

EJ looks up suddenly, a little shocked from Sami's sudden entrance, though a dulled shock, probably from years of enduring this melodrama.

EJ: Which woman? It could be about 16 on this block alone.

SAMI: Don't be cute, EJ. I'm talking about Nicole.

EJ: Oh God. What has she done now?

SAMI: She has coerced my brother out of the priesthood.

EJ is stunned. He pulls his glasses from his face and turns to face Sami.

EJ: Voluntarily? St. Pius X himself stepped down?

SAMI: If that is some kind of sick joke, I'm not laughing.

EJ: Seriously, Samantha. I just can't understand what that man sees in her, but that is entirely up to him. You can't force him back into the priesthood. Even if they'd let him back in, which is doubtful at this rate.

SAMI: You would say that.

EJ: Why, Sami, why? Because of my sister? Is that what you're going to say? For the 100,000th time, I do not know where Kristen is. I do not know.

SAMI: Really, EJ? Because last time I checked, you seem to know a lot more than you let on about a lot of things.

EJ: That is not fair, Samantha. I was in the dark just as much as you about Kristen's plans for Eric. Oh but YOU! You want me to tell you where she is? Betray her, right?

SAMI: It's not about that, EJ. You're loyal to the wrong people. What about my family? Why hasn't it even entered your mind that my family is going to your family once we're married?

EJ: And the same goes for you, Samantha. Whether you want to admit it or not.

Sami approches EJ slowly, almost trying to stare him down into submission.

SAMI: My family is not out to ruin people's lives, EJ. We're loyal to each other because we know we're good people at heart. You'd do well to remember that.

EJ: Fine, Samantha. I think I understand now.

EJ grabs his cell phone from his jacket pocket and begins to dial.

SAMI: What are you doing?

EJ: Calling the police. If I'm being made to throw my sister under the bus, I might as well go down with her!


Sheryl sees Jordan in the hall at the hospital and pulls her aside.

JORDAN: Sheryl! You scared me! What are you doing h--

SHERYL: ...We need to talk, right now.

JORDAN: Ow! You're hurting my arm, Sheryl.

SHERYL: Well, if you and I don't figure out our next move, it might not just be your arm that's hurting, Jordan.


Jordan looks around her, concerned and a bit suspcious. She leans in as she talks to Sheryl.

JORDAN: What do you mean by that?

SHERYL: I think Lucas Horton might be onto me.




Written by A. Washington-Beeby

Story Consultants: ML Cooks & C. Nathaniel Richardson

Nicole is transfixed by her research. She stares into her monitor in an almost-zombie-like trance, dutifully copying down information she finds, while typing away. Eric steps into her office while this is going on, and a big smile appears on his face. The sight of Nicole itself would be enough to inspire this, but seeing the woman he loves so involved in her work makes him even happier.

ERIC: Hard at work?

Nicole looks up from her computer and smiles.

NICOLE: Hardly workin'!

ERIC: (laughs) I doubt that.

Nicole gets up from her chair, excited about the possibilities of this story.

NICOLE: Seriously, Eric, I figured this story was going to bore me to death. But you wouldn't believe how fascinating it all is. I mean, seriously. We have got a potential bombshell on our hands with this one.

ERIC: Oh yeah? What's this about?

Nicole sways back and forth cutely like a small child with a secret.

NICOLE: Well, I really shouldn't say anything, buuuuut...I trust you, come on.

Nicole motions Eric to come over to her desk. Showing him what's on her screen.

NICOLE: Kay, so have you heard about that new oil sands development they're planning out in the west end?

ERIC: Barely. There hasn't been much about it in the news.

NICOLE: Okay, well. I started looking into the impact it would have on the surrounding area. I made a few calls to some researchers in the field too. Turns out that yes, it would do some amazing things for the job market, but look at what the same kinda project did to the air in Alberta. Apparently it's a huge hot-button issue out there, and apparently it's poisoning everyone in the surrounding area slowly.

ERIC: Wow. Okay, so what does that mean for Salem though?

NICOLE: Well...basically because Salem's so spread out along the river, the development being to the west side means that they'll get the brunt of the pollution from the tar sands.

ERIC: Right.

NICOLE: And since that part of town is already incredibly poor, and mostly filled with minorities--

ERIC: It's going to cause a major firestorm at city hall.

NICOLE: If not statewide. Eric, this might be my chance to really break out in this business. I have to make this happen. EnerNext is going down.




Aiden sits down with Jenn at Horton Town Square. He hands her a coffee and hangs back, not sure what to say.

AIDEN: ...You okay?

JENNIFER: Gee, I dunno. What do you think?

Aiden hangs his head, sheepish over asking such an obvious question. Jenn feels bad for her snarky response.

JENNIFER: I'm sorry. I'm...(sighs) I didn't mean to snap back like that.

AIDEN: You don't have to explain yourself. Whatever happened at the hospital, I know it really upset you.

JENNIFER: Understatement of the year.

AIDEN: Did you want to talk about it?

JENNIFER: I dunno. I really don't. I mean, you've got your own things to deal with and I don't want to burden you with my problems, Aiden.

AIDEN: Jenn. I've got broad shoulders. I can handle it.

Hope passes by as Aiden puts his arm around Jenn's shoulder in an attempt to comfort her. Hope hangs back out of their line of sight as she observes their conversation.


Theresa lay in bed alone. Brady can be heard in the adjacent bathroom showering. Theresa thinks back to earlier when she and Brady were making love, and she smiles.

THERESA: Hmmm...how did you get so lucky, Theresa Donovan? I mean, really?

Theresa hears her cell phone start ringing. She rolls her eyes before getting up, exasperated that she has to move.

She looks at her phone. It's her mother calling. It's obvious Kim's been trying to phone repeatedly to no avail.

THERESA: EUGH! Leave a MESSAGE, mother!!

Theresa throws her phone down on the bedside table before flopping back down in bed. Brady emerges from the shower, drying himself off.

BRADY: You alright? What was that about?

Theresa doesn't move. She simply lies there, staring straight at the ceiling.

THERESA: My mom called. Again.

BRADY: Still no message?


BRADY: Well, I have to get going anyway, so why don't you figure out why she won't stop calling, and tell me about it later tonight over drinks. How's that?

THERESA: Ugh. That would involve communicating with her. I don't know if I have it in me.

Brady laughs. He leans over to give Theresa a kiss.

BRADY: I know you can do it.

Theresa smiles as Brady kisses her.


Kim stands at the Brady Pub with Marlena and Roman. She walks back over to their table, slightly exasperated by her inability to contact her daughter.

KIM: This is the fifth time and she still won't answer.

ROMAN: Well, considering the time of day, she's probably busy at work.

KIM: That girl wouldn't know work if it bit her on the nose. She's probably avoiding me, like usual.

MARLENA: Ahhh motherhood. Ain't it just grand?

Marlena laughs and gives Kim and quick, playful hug. Kim looks at her phone again, and quickly gets up again.

KIM: I'm really sorry to cut this short but I have to meet with a landlord about an apartment. You guys don't mind if I pay you back for lunch later, right?

ROMAN: Kimmy, don't worry about it. I'll take care of it.

KIM: Oh, Roman, stop it. I'll pay you back. Bye, guys!


After Kim runs out, Marlena is still smiling, clearly pleased to have her old friend back in town.

MARLENA: It's so nice to see her again. She's been away far too long.

ROMAN: You can say that again, Doc. I just wish I didn't have to run off in the middle like that.

MARLENA: What did Kate want anyway?

ROMAN: Ahh, nothing too serious. Kate just being Kate. I'll deal with it in due time.

MARLENA: Sounds about right.

ROMAN: Did you manage to make Hope feel any better about Bo?

MARLENA: Not really. To be perfectly honest, I think all three of us are really worried about all three of them. It's hard to shake off.

ROMAN: No doubt. But Bo's always been the adventurer. You remember the first time you met him? Back at our first wedding.

Marlena is puzzled by Roman's comment. She puts down her coffee and looks concerned at Roman.

MARLENA: That's not the first time I met Bo.

ROMAN: Sure, it was! He tried to take you off on a stolen police motorcycle.

MARLENA: Roman, that never happened. I met Bo after we were married. He tried to give us a stolen microwave as a wedding gift. Don't you remember?

Roman looks back to Marlena, confused.




Written by A. Washington-Beeby

Story Consultants: ML Cooks & C. Nathaniel Richardson

Sami is in the midst of confronting Nicole in Nicole's office. Sami is refusing to back down.

SAMI: Now, you listen to me. Eric is not going to fall for whatever little game you're playing. At least not forever. Because I am going to figure out exactly what you did that made him think that leaving the priesthood for you was a good idea.

NICOLE: Okay, Sami, that's enough. Eric decided this all on his own. Okay, I went out to Chyka's hut in the woods and Daniel and I, we worked our asses off to get a confession out of him, and get evidence on him, because all I wanted was for Eric to be back at St. Luke's.

SAMI: So why is there no confession, Nicole? Where's all this evidence?

NICOLE: He got away, Sami. He hit me over the head and took my phone, and whatever evidence I did have. End of story.

Nicole gets up from behind her desk and heads for the door to show Sami out.

NICOLE: Now get out of my office. I have important things to do, none of which involve going another 6 rounds with the likes of you.

Sami gives Nicole a look of intense dissatisfaction. Arms folded, Sami shakes her head, knowing Nicole isn't telling her everything. She begins for the door.

SAMI: This isn't over, Nicole.


Sami walks out the door, Nicole slams the door immediately behind her.

NICOLE: UGGGH! I swear, this day just gets better and better! I should actually get some work done. Find some excuse to not take this stupid owl-watcher story.

Nicole walks back to her desk. Sitting down, she grabs Percy's envelope from her drawer. Opening it up, she begins looking up any information on the story.

NICOLE: EnerNext...

Nicole hits 'search'. Her eyebrow goes up after the results page come up.

NICOLE: Uh oh.




Jennifer walks past everyone at the nurses' station and makes a beeline for the elevator, still sobbing. Maxine takes notice and calls out to Jenn.

MAXINE: Jennifer! Honey, you alright? ...Jenn!

Jenn presses repeatedly on the down button and doesn't respond to Maxine. As the door opens, she races in, slamming right into Aiden.

AIDEN: Woah! Jenn! Woah, woah, woah, you alright?

JENNIFER: I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I can't...(sighs)

Jenn tries to run past Aiden and close the door to the elevator, but Aiden jams the door and steps back in.

AIDEN: Oh no no, I am not leaving you alone when you're like this.

JENNIFER: Please, Aiden, seriously, I know you mean well but--

AIDEN: I am not taking no for an answer. You need a friend, I'm gonna buy you a coffee, we can talk. How's that?

Jenn, looking down at the ground with tears still in her eyes, pauses for a moment, then nods in agreement.

JENNIFER: (quietly) Sure.

AIDEN: Okay, come on.

Aiden wraps a comforting arm around Jenn's shoulder as the elevator doors close.


Sheryl sits at Lucas' table at Club TBD, and is puzzled by Lucas' change in attitude. Lucas' change in opinion has blindsided her, and she's visibly upset, almost hostile.

SHERYL: Me? What did I do?

Lucas stops for a second, feeling somewhat unsure about how she'll take a rejection. He snaps back to reality after remember his mom's advice to maintain the status quo until she meets with Roman.

LUCAS: Look, I just...I don't feel comfortable being so open about this. And every time I turn around, you're there. And I can't help myself when I see you because I'm...

Sheryl cracks a bit of a smile, suddenly. Lucas being flustered is very adorable to her.

SHERYL: Because you're totally attracted to me, and you can't help it.

LUCAS: (sighs) Yes. In spite of everything, yes.

Sheryl laughs, putting her arms around Lucas' shoulders.

SHERYL: You are so sweet. And you are the best boss a girl could ask for. Who cares what people say about us?

LUCAS: I do. I have to manage these people.

SHERYL: Well, then have a talk about stamping out gossip in the workplace, then.

LUCAS: You've got an answer for everything, don't you?

SHERYL: Most of the time.

Lucas smiles uncomfortably as Sheryl tries to kiss him. Just before she does, Lucas' phone rings, and he jumps to answer it.

LUCAS: Woah! Sorry. I gotta take this. Heh.

Lucas grabs his phone awkwardly and answers, Sheryl leans back in her chair, still smiling.

LUCAS: Lucas Horton.


KATE: Where are you?


LUCAS: At Club TBD, you?


KATE: The office. I'm waiting for you. Victor's going to hold the pre-press conference meeting and they need you there.


LUCAS: Do I really? It's probably about that damned oil project again.


KATE: Yes, well, he needs to go over the ramifications of the announcement to all divisions at Titan. Yours included.


LUCAS: (sighs) Fine. I'll be there in a sec.


KATE: Alright. But don't hurry too much. The way Brady takes his time lately, we'll be lucky if this press conference doesn't happen at noon tomorrow.


LUCAS: Gotcha. Be there soon.

Lucas hangs up. He looks to Sheryl apologetically.

LUCAS: Sorry. Mom.

SHERYL: (laughing) It's fine. Don't worry about it.

LUCAS: Look, we're good, right?

SHERYL: Of course!

LUCAS: Good, because...I don't want things to go sour between us. You're fantastic to work with, Sheryl. And I don't want anything to ruin that.

SHERYL: Don't worry.

LUCAS: Great. How about we grab dinner later at Chez Rouge tonight?

SHERYL: I'd love that!

LUCAS: Awesome, 8?


LUCAS: Okay. See you then.

Lucas grabs his things and takes off like a shot, leaving Sheryl hanging for a kiss. She looks disappointed.


Nick steps back from Gabi, who is sitting on the park bench. He is puzzled by her reaction to his hand on her shoulder.

NICK: Woah!

Gabi relaxes a bit. She realizes Nick was actually there but isn't actually afraid of him in this moment. In fact, she's a bit regretful of reacting this way.

GABI: Sorry! I-I didn't even realize you were there.

NICK: Look, Gabi. I'm sorry, I touched you like that, I should've known better.

GABI: It's...it's okay. Look, I'm just...I'm having a hard time...

NICK: Becuase of what I did to you. I know, there's...there's no excuse. Especially after what I...

Nick breathes in. He still, years later, has a hard time talking about his own rape. It takes all his strength to even talk about it. Saying the words is out of the question at this moment.

NICK: You know, you'd think I'd know. You'd think the last thing I'd want to...inflict on someone I care about as much as you is the...pain that I felt so many times.

GABI: Nick, it's okay--

NICK: NO! No it's not, okay? I did something so...awful...and I love you. Why would I force the woman I love to have sex with me? Why would I want to make her afraid of even being touched by me?

Nick sits down on the bench next to Gabi. He's very pensive, looking at the ground, but not focusing on anything in reality. His thoughts are on his past. Gabi puts a hand on his shoulder in comfort. Nick doesn't refuse it.

GABI: You know, for what it's worth...I do still care about you. I mean...it's going to take time for me to get past how what happened that night. But I know you've forgiven me. The least I can do is try to do the same for you.

Nick looks over to Gabi and smiles. He slowly puts his hand on hers, but she recoils, moving her hand off her shoulder as his moves towards it. Gabi looks away, as Nick's smile disappears, turning back into the saddened look of a lost little boy.


Percy gets a phone call at his home in the woods. He trots over to the telephone in his kitchen.


Nicole holds the phone away from her ear, a pained grimace on her face merely from the volume of Percy's salutation.

NICOLE: Uh...hi. Percy?

PERCY: Indeed it is I. Whom shall I ask is speaking?

NICOLE: Uh...It's Nicole Walker from Titan TV. Look, we've got to meet up very soon. Like, hopefully today, if not tomorrow.

PERCY: Oh really? Is there something occurring imminently I should be made aware of.

NICOLE: You could say that. There's going to be a press conference held at the Town Square tomorrow around 5? I'm hoping to be there, and I'm hoping you can too. Looks like something really big is going down.

Percy is delighted and intrigued by Nicole's request.

PERCY: I believe that can definitely be arranged.




Written by A. Washington-Beeby

Story Consultants: ML Cooks & C. Nathaniel Richardson

Theresa lays back in her bed, spent after some wild lovemaking with Brady. She looks up at the ceiling, trying to slow her breathing a bit, before turning to look at Brady. He turns to face her as well, a look of relaxed satisfaction across his face.

THERESA: You know what confuses me about you?

BRADY: What's that?

THERESA: How you can be so much fun, and yet everyone I meet tells me how miserable you supposedly are, and how concerned they are about you.

BRADY: Why's that confusing? From what I've seen and heard, they do the same damn thing to you.

THERESA: Yeah, well. I was pretty miserable for a long time. You would be too if you lived with my mom.

BRADY: Hey, hey, now. Let's not kill the mood. I don't want you to get down and start thinking about all your problems. This here's about the good times, right?

Theresa looks at Brady with a big smile. She relaxes a bit.

THERESA: That's right.

Just then, Theresa gets a text message. She leans over to her bedside table to check it, she texts back quickly, furrowing her brow a bit, then laughing to herself. Brady takes some notice, but doesn't seem especially bothered.

BRADY: What's that about?

THERESA: Oh, just a friend of mine in LA. She works for one of those big celebrity news sites, she just sent me something about a singer back there, fell out of a car and flashed everybody. You know, the usual Hollywood drama.

BRADY; Yep. That sounds about right.

They have a laugh, before Brady has an idea and turns to Theresa.

BRADY: I got an idea.

THERESA: Ooo! What's that?

BRADY: Well...my friend in Chicago, he's opening up a new club. Sort of an exclusive sorta club thing. He invited me to the grand opening in a couple weeks. How about I take you as my date.

THERESA: Really? But I don't have anything nice enough for that.

BRADY: And that's why I would be taking you shopping for it, obviously!

THERESA: Oh my god, Brady. You are the best!

Theresa leans over and kisses Brady sensually, Brady kisses back and rolls over on top of her. They're off for Round 2.


Nick focuses on his computer. He studies the search results on his screen before stumbling on a link near the bottom of the results page tht catches his eye.

NICK: Well, well. What is this?...

The link connects to a news story from an international business site on EnerNext.

NICK: (mumbling to himself) EnerNext today entered a multi-billion-dollar deal with Greek-American firm Titan Industries. The deal will see thousands of high-paying new jobs created in the energy sector in the upper midwest near Titan's Salem headquarters.

Nick looks up from his computer, a knowing smile crosses his smarmy face.

NICK: Gotcha!

Nick picks up his phone and calls Percy back. Nick's beaming with pride as he speaks into his phone.

NICK: Percy! I think I've found exactly what we need to bring down the energy company, and everyone else, all in one big fell swoop.




Jennifer sits in Daniel's office, visibly upset by the revelation that his fling with Nicole was another lie.

DANIEL: Look, Jenn, it was for a good reason, I swear. We just...we needed to make sure Eric accepted our help, and he wouldn't knowing that Nicole was in love with him.

Jennifer almost bounces out of her chair, she stands up suddenly to face Daniel, she steps towards in him, pointing angrily at him, which intimidates him a bit. He backs up as she advances.

JENNIFER: Oh, and that's supposed to make it all better! I'm supposed to just forgive all the months of lies and the feeling that you were spiting me by hooking up with not just Theresa, but the woman who threw herself down a flight of stairs just so she could frame me for her baby's death? All so she could get me out of the picture? I mean, have you completely lost your mind, Daniel?

DANIEL: Jenn, I thought we were past all this stuff with Nicole.

JENNIFER: Well, we would have been if you hadn't moved her in and made out like you were the hot new couple of Salem.

DANIEL: Okay, it's not like we were out all over town parading this great romance in your face or anything, but we had--

JENNIFER: You had to make it convincing. I know.

Jennifer cools off a bit before continuing.

JENNIFER: Look, I want to forgive you, I really do. I mean, you did all this for all the right reasons. But you hurt me so much for so long, Daniel. It's been too long, it's too late. I'm sorry.

Daniel stands back. He looks at the ceiling and tries to breathe, as Jenn walks out, fighting back tears that have come back. As Jenn closes the door behind her, she breaks down in tears. Inside, Daniel can be heard, throwing a small vase of flowers across the room, shattering them. He screams out in pain.

DANIEL: Dammit!

Jenn can hear him from outside, as she sobs, slowly breaking down in tears against his door.


Sami stands in Nicole's office doorway, arms folded. Nicole is behind her desk. Irritated that Sami is there at all.

NICOLE: Security needs to be tightened around here, I think.

SAMI: Probably. I mean, how'd you get in here, anyway?

NICOLE: My God, you're hilarious! You should take that show on the road.

Nicole stands up from her chair, pauses a moment, waiting for Sami to say something. When she doesn't, she gestures in confused frustration.

NICOLE: What exactly are you doing here anyway?

SAMI: I've come to give you a warning.

NICOLE: Oh this oughta be good.

Nicole sits back down in her office chair, throws her hands out the sides, with a ready smile.

NICOLE: Alright, Sami. Let me have it.

Sami begins to slowly walk towards Nicole's desk, pointing her finger at Nicole angrily.

SAMI: You can make light of this all you want, but you're the reason my brother's out of the priesthood, and you know it.

NICOLE: Oh here we go--

SAMI: You manipulated him into this. That's all you've been doing this entire year. And now you're here, sitting back all smug and satisfied, because you finally got what you wanted. But I'm here to tell you, Nicole. That's not gonna last. Your true colours are gonna come out real soon, and my brother's gonna see you for the cold-hearted bitch you really are.

Sami is now leaning against Nicole's desk, shooting daggers at Nicole. Nicole still sits back in her chair, appearing unfazed. She slowly begins to clap as loud as possible.

NICOLE: Bravo, Sami! Bravo! What a performance. But it's not gonna make me crack. And your brother is mine. And that's how it's gonna stay. Got it?


Lucas steps into Club TBD. He sits down at a table with work files. Sheryl walks in not long after. She spots Lucas and smiles broadly at him. Lucas nods to her formally, with his usual slightly annoyed look. Sheryl isn't sure how to respond, but approches him anyway after ordering herself a coffee.

SHERYL: Lucas! How are you?

LUCAS: Sheryl.

SHERYL: Lucas. What's...what's going on? Why are you so...uptight?

LUCAS: Is that really any way to talk to your boss, Sheryl?

SHERYL: Lucas, what's up with you?

LUCAS: Look, I don't think...

Lucas realizes he's doing exactly what Kate told him not to do and begins to backtrack.

LUCAS:(begins speaking quietly) I don't think we should be quite so...open about spending time together. People might talk, okay?

SHERYL: O...kay?

LUCAS: Look, I just...I don't want to rock the boat, okay? You're new, I want everyone to be comfortable with you at work. I don't want people spreading any gossip, you know?

SHERYL: That's really sweet of you, but everyone's been more than gracious at work.

LUCAS: Well, that's good to hear.

Lucas looks back at his paperwork, Sheryl's brow furrows at his inattentiveness. She sits down in response, looking Lucas straight in the eye, trying to catch his attention.

SHERYL: Hello? Earth to Lucas. What's bugging you? I can totally tell something's up.

Lucas thinks back to Kate informing him of Sheryl's true identity. He snaps back to reality.

LUCAS: Alright. I'll tell you. It's you.


Gabi is sitting on a park bench alone, thinking on her nightmares about Nick, flashing back to the night he attempted to rape her. She gets incredibly tense at the thought of it, and at that same moment, a hand rests on her shoulder. Gabi is jolted back to reality and is shocked.

GABI: NICK! Get off me!

Gabi blurts this out, not realizing who's behind her is actually Nick. Nick is shocked by Gabi's outburst. Gabi looks his way, terror in her eyes.




written by A. Washington-Beeby

story consultants: C. Nathaniel Richardson & ML Cooks

Daniel stands up from his desk, he's at a bit of a loss for words after Jennifer reveals she knows what happened the night of Theresa's OD.

DANIEL: Now wait...just...what did JJ tell you happened that night?

Jenn steps into the office and sits down in the chair in front of Daniel.

JENNIFER: Well...I know you helped my son. And for that I'm grateful. You did such a wonderful thing helping him out, especially considering how awful he's been to you.

DANIEL: Jenn, it was the right thing to do. And JJ was in a lot of pain--

JENNIFER: You don't need to explain anything. I get it. What I don't get is why you had to lie to me about it.

DANIEL: Lied...Jennifer, I mean. We had to do it to protect JJ.

JENNIFER: From the judge, yes. But you didn't have to hide the truth from me. Here I am thinking you slept with Theresa for months. And that you did it to spite me, I mean...did you think I couldn't be trusted to protect my son?

DANIEL: Jenn, come on. You couldn't know or you'd be forced to live a giant lie until JJ's hearing was over. The chances we'd be caught? I mean--

JENNIFER: I could have dealt with that. I could have handled pretending. We could have made it work, together, but...

Jenn begins to cry, choked up thinking over the last few months. Dan puts a hand on her shoulder. Jenn brushes it off.

JENNIFER: No, Daniel.

DANIEL: Jenn, I...I just wanted to protect JJ, and no one could know that I didn't sleep with Theresa.

JENNIFER: I know. It had to look convincing. But that doesn't excuse it. And then...taking up with Nicole? I mean--

DANIEL: I thought you'd forgiven Nicole. I mean, Jenn...we weren't together.

JENNIFER: Wait, what are you saying?

DANIEL: Okay. Jenn, Nicole and I...we were never together. That was all a lie to help Eric.

JENNIFER: I don't believe this. Are you serious right now?




Marlena, Hope, and Kim step into the Brady Pub, where Eric and Caroline are discussing Eric's departure from the church. Caroline is visibly disappointed by the news, but her face brightens immediately upon seeing her daughter, Kim.


KIM: Mom!

Caroline totters over to her daughter, giving her a big hug. Their joy surprises some of the bar patrons surrounding them, but neither really pay any mind. They separate and Caroline looks behind Kim, half-expecting other family members to follow.

CAROLINE: Is Shane with you?

KIM: No, Ma. (sighs) Shane's actually off with Bo, and John right now.

CAROLINE: Oh! Well, then he'll be along later.

Caroline stops for a second, realizing what she's said. Kim reminds her before she has a chance to react.

KIM: They're not here either, Ma. Remember? Bo and John are in Europe, doing undercover work.

CAROLINE: I knew it the moment it came out of my mouth, too.

Caroline shakes her head, and Kim puts a hand on Caroline's shoulder. Caroline puts her hand atop Kim's.

CAROLINE: Now! What are you doing back? Is my granddaughter in trouble again?

KIM: (laughing) No, thankfully, no! I'm actually back for...let's call it an extended vacation.

CAROLINE: What? Where are you staying?

KIM: Oh I've just got my things checked in at the Salem Inn. I didn't want to impose or anything.

CAROLINE: Nonsense, I'll fix you a room upstairs. With Shane away, you need to be around your family.

KIM: That's sweet, Ma. But it's not neccessary. I'm going to be looking for an apartment of my own here in Salem while I'm in town.

CAROLINE: You're planning to be here that long, hm?

KIM: Well, I'm on sabbatical from work back in LA, and I think, considering all the things that have happened this year...this is a really chance to maybe reconnect with Theresa, and sort through some of our issues.

Kim looks to her mother hopefully. No one else in the room appears as hopeful as her, however.


Theresa steps fresh from the shower, wearing only a towel. She steps into the living room when she hears the ring of her doorbell.

THERESA: Coming!

Theresa steps over to the peephole and a huge smile appears on her face. She opens the door, revealing Brady on the other side.

THERESA: Well, hey, stranger.

BRADY: Hello to you too. I brought you a little something.

Brady holds up a shopping bag to a high-end boutique. Theresa's face brightens up even more.

THERESA: Are you serious?

BRADY: Very serious.

Brady scrunches his face up, making Thersa laugh out loud. She leans over to give Brady a kiss, then pulls back, leaning sensually against the doorframe.

THERESA: I think I know exactly how to repay you for your generosity.

Theresa drops her towel, all the while looking intesnely into Brady's eyes, before she grabs the back of his head and kisses him deeply. They close the door to her apartment.


Nicole steps back into her office, exhausted. She walks over to her desk and sets herself down behind it in her chair. Pulling out the big brown enveloped containing Percy's story, she rolls her eyes and pulls open the drawer on the lower right hand side, revealing her other big brown envelope: the one containing the evidence against Kristen and Dr. Chyka. Nicole is reminded of her glee at finding the documents, but also her denial of having found them. She holds up the envelope as she thinks back, before putting in Percy's file, then Eric's file into the drawer and closing it. She's racked with guilt and it's written all over her face.

NICOLE: Dammit. Eric doesn't deserve this. Or me.

Sami steps into Nicole's office at this same moment.

SAMI: Well, for once we agree on something.

Nicole is shocked at first, then visibly irritated by Sami's arrival.


Victor steps into Miles' office. He looks typically displeased, and catches Miles off guard with his presence. Miles immediately sets the phone he'd just picked up back on its receiver awkwardly. Victor intimidates him.

MILES: Mr. Kiriakis!

VICTOR: So! Did you do what I asked?

MILES: I certainly did, Mr. Kiriakis. We've got our best investigative reporter on the case. I have no doubt she's going to make this story out exactly how you hoped.

VICTOR: It damn well better. Because if there's one thing we need, it's the public supporting us, and not some owl-watching kook from Dulwich.


Nick walks into his apartment, on his phone to Percy.

NICK: So how'd it go with the interview?


Percy paces his cabin, sipping on tea.

PERCY: Swimmingly, I must say. Ms. Walker was reluctant at first to partake in this investigation, but I was charming and convincing.


NICK: Excellent. Look, I need to know what the name of that company is that's doing the oil sands project. I figure if I research them, we can figure out who's behind it. I'm pretty sure there's a larger, more established company behind this.


PERCY: Oh I'm quite certain, myself. Let's see.

Percy heads to his fridge and pulls a business card from it. He puts on his reading glasses and studies the card thoroughly.

PERCY: It reads "EnerNext"


Nick sits down at his computer, still on the phone. He hastily types in the name.

NICK: EnerNext...alright. I'm gonna look this up, and I'll give you a call back, okay? I have a strange feeling about this.


PERCY: Indeed, Nicholas. I look forward to hearing back.


NICK: Okay, bye.

Nick hangs up and begins to relaly focus on his computer. He studies the search results before stumbling on a link near the bottom of the results page tht catches his eye.

NICK: Well, well. What is this?...

The link connects to a news story from an international business site on EnerNext.

NICK: (mumbling to himself) EnerNext today entered a multi-billion-dollar deal with Greek-American firm Titan Industries. The deal will see thousands of high-paying new jobs created in the energy sector in the upper midwest near Titan's Salem headquarters.

Nick looks up from his computer, a knowing smile crosses his smarmy face.

NICK: Gotcha!




written by A. Washington-Beeby

story consultants: C. Nathaniel Richardson & ML Cooks

Daniel sits at his desk at University Hospital. He is reading over some reports, and studying them intensely when a knock at his door breaks his concentration. He looks over to the door.

DANIEL: Come in!

Jennifer steps into the room, a morose expression on her face. Daniel is surprised to see her, but, seeing her face, isn't sure he really wants to see her right now. After a second, he finally speaks up.

DANIEL: Jennifer.

JENNIFER: Daniel. We really need to talk.

DANIEL: Uh, sure. Um...have a seat.

Daniel scrambles to put away his work to give Jenn his full attention. Jenn walks over quickly and sits down on the other side of Daniel's desk.

DANIEL: So...what's going on?

JENNIFER: Look...maybe this isn't the best place to do this--

DANIEL: No. No, Jenn. There's no time like the present. It's my office so we have some privacy if that's what you need, so...what's up?

JENNIFER: JJ. He told me everything.

DANIEL: Everything about...?

JENNIFER: About the night Theresa OD'd. I know what happened, Daniel.

Daniel's shocked and doesn't know how to react to Jenn's news.


Sami passes by Nick, Will and Sonny in Horton Town Square, just as Sonny and Nick shake hands. Sami is outraged.

SAMI: What in the hell is going on here?




SAMI: I asked you a question.

Sonny and Nick end their handshake, while Will walks over to try to calm Sami down.

WILL: Okay, Mom. Just...relax, okay? Nick, Sonny, and I, we're just...we're calling a cease fire. We figure, the best way to move forward is just...for everyone to get along.

Sami looks at Will like he has three heads.

SAMI: Is there something wrong with the air in that apartment? I swear, it's making everyone in there lose any shred of common sense they ever had.

NICK: Sami, all I'm trying to do is--

SAMI: Change! CHANGE! Change! Yes! I know! You're trying to make a fresh start, a change. I swear, you're starting to sound like the homeless man on the streetcorner, you talk about change so much!

NICK: Well, I can't exactly do that unless people give me a chance, now will I?

SAMI: We all have. We've given you so many chances, and you used those chances to try to ruin Will's life. So yeah, maybe I'm not exactly so open to Nick Fallon Version, what is it? 3.0? 4.0? Deluxe Edition, perhaps?

SONNY: Sami. Please. Just calm down. Okay? Look, come by later on and we can talk about this, okay?

Will pulls Sami aside to say something to her away from Nick's ear.

WILL: (just above a whisper) Please, Mom. We'll have some...good news to share with you as well. Okay?

SAMI: (breathes) Okay, fine. But this better be good.

WILL: Promise.

SAMI: Okay.

Sami turns to Sonny, who smiles and nods to her. After a moment, she breathes again. She addresses the group.

SAMI: Look, I gotta get back to work. You boys have a good afternoon. Nick.

Sami gives Will and Sonny quick goodbye kisses and walks away. She stops around the corner, and looks back over to Nick, Will, and Sonny, who are still talking.

SAMI: Either something's going on, or my son's brain's fallen right out of his head.


Percy is incredulous at Nicole's veiled rejection of his story.

PERCY: What do you mean 'if'?

NICOLE: I mean, seriously, this is a nonstory. I mean, come on, we see this all the time. Some big company comes in and buys up all the land for cheap and drives all the weirdo nature people out, people complain, and then people get over it when the money and the jobs start coming in.

PERCY: I beg your pardon?

NICOLE: My point is, considering how bad the economy is, and how few new jobs are available in Salem right now, how can you justify being so hostile to this project?

PERCY: It's quite simple, really. We will be ruining the community if this project goes ahead. Why, the air quality alone will be enough to kill all the native wildlife, or at the very least drive them away. This area is such a unique gem. So many beautiful, graceful creatures call this land home. And that, my dear, is more important to me than any oil sands.

Nicole sits, unmoved by Percy's speech.

NICOLE: Then volunteer for Greenpeace and chain yourself to a tree.

PERCY: I do believe you misunderstand how important this is to the community.

NICOLE: Okay, convince me.

PERCY: The entire west end of the city will be completely devastated by the project. Cancer-causing pollutants in the air. In a few years, you will all see the brightness and prosperity of the moment be swallowed up by the heavy toll and looming miasma of death. And naturally, the rich and powerful in the east end will be spared the indignity of this peril.

Percy's intense monologue causes Nicole to react only with a raised eyebrow and vague interest. She sits, arms folded on the table.

NICOLE: That was great. What was that? Shakespeare?

PERCY: I am serious, Miss Walker. You cannot take this lightly. You must look into this, if not for me, for the community at large.

Nicole holds up her hands in defeat. Something tells her she can't in good conscience ignore Percy's plea.

NICOLE: Alright. Alright. Fine. I'll make you a deal. I will research this story. If I dig up anything worthwhile, I'll proceed with an on-camera interview. But that's all I promise.

PERCY: I shall accept this offer.

Percy holds out his hand to Nicole. Nicole reluctantly shakes his.

NICOLE: I better not regret this.


Kate stands up from her desk, in complete disbelief at Roman's refusal to arrest Jordan and Sheryl.

KATE: You have got to be joking.

ROMAN: I'm not! There are absolutely no grounds to arrest Kaylie Matthews or Siobhan McKinnon at this moment.

KATE: They firebombed a bank. They're wanted terrorists!

ROMAN: You clearly didn't read the whole story on them, did you?

KATE: What are you talking about? I had those two looked into with a fine tooth comb.

ROMAN: Well, if your guy was worth a quarter of his rate, you'd know that Kaylie and Siobhan were brought in, and acquited due to the nature of their arrests during the G8 protests. The police contravened the law in their arrests, and everyone involved was set free.

Kate shakes her head at the news.

KATE: Damn it all. And damn that hack Ortiz. I swear to God you can't find a good PI these days.

Roman stands up to stop Kate from grabbing her phone to contact Ortiz.

ROMAN: Now, Kate. I never said this was over. We all know they're guilty. And I can guarantee those two are in Salem for a reason. We just need to figure out what they're up to before they strike again.

KATE: Well how in the hell are we supposed to do that, Roman?

ROMAN: I'm gonna make a call to some guys at the FBI. I'll get back to you on this.

Roman starts to head for the door. He turns around and points to Kate to ask her something.

ROMAN: Does anyone else know anything about this?

KATE: Only Lucas. Sami thinks she does, but I didn't tell her anything.

ROMAN: Okay. Well, keep it that way until we meet. Keep your phone on you, I wanna meet with you and Lucas at the station as soon as I hear from these FBI guys. Got it?

KATE: Got it.

ROMAN: I'll see you later.

Kate sighs heavily, arms folded. She slumps into her chair, shaking her head.

KATE: Dammit, Jordan. What the hell are you planning?




Written by A. Washington-Beeby

Story Consultant: ML Cooks

Abby fidgets awkwardly at her desk, pretending to organize files to distract from her nervousness at Jenn's invasive line of questioning.

ABBY: You don't believe me? I mean, Mom, why would I lie? I'm fine! I swear!

JENNIFER: And so that's why you just moved the same file folder to one side of your desk and back twice?

Abby stops and looks up at her mother with a hint of irritation. She drops the file on her desk and folds her arms.

ABBY: You know, you and JJ have been on my case for awhile now about something being wrong with me. Ever since Chad left for Boston. I am fine.

As Abby rants, Jenn looks toward the closet Abby stood before as Jenn walked in. Sensing something's up, Jenn slowly walks toward the closet. Inside the closet, sensing Jenn's been around for too long, EJ makes a quick decision and calls Abby's phone.

ABBY: And Mom, I really don't appreciate you coming here and lecturing me about something that isn't going wrong in my Mom what are you doing?

Before Jenn can reply, Abby's cell phone rings. Incoming call from EJ. Abby is concerned, but quickly clues in to what he's doing.

ABBY: (into phone) Hello?

EJ doesn't answer, Abby waits a second before responding.

ABBY: (into phone) Oh! Yes, send them in!

Abby hangs up and walks over to Jenn just before she opens the closet door.

ABBY: Mom. I have a very important meeting coming up in a sec. They're heading in now.

JENNIFER: Oh? What's it about?

ABBY: It's the man from the...uh...digitization company. They're teaching me how to properly...digitize the files. That's why I was so nervous. It's a really big deal.

JENNIFER: Oh! Well, that's great, Honey. I'll just...see myself out then.

Jenn gives Abigail a big hug at the door, which Abigail has propped open so Jenn can leave.

JENNIFER: I'll see you at home later tonight. I have a date with Liam.

ABBY: Ooo! Have fun!

JENNIFER: Thanks! See you later!

ABBY: Bye!

Abigail slumps in her chair, as though all the tension in the room just disappeared. EJ hears the door close and peeks his head out from the closet.

EJ: Is it safe?

Abby nods. EJ emerges. He adjusts his tie and heads for the door.

EJ: You and I need to find a better place to have a chat.

EJ closes the door to the records room and checks both ways before making his way down the hallway like nothing ever happened. Abby remains slumped in her chair, taking in the scene that just took place in her new office. Slowly, a smile crosses her face.

ABBY: Well, can't say my Monday morning was dull!




Marlena and Hope are standing outside The Brady Pub, Marlena places her hands on Hope's. She gives Hope some comforting words on her husband Bo.

MARLENA: You know...the way they're talking in the letter, I have a feeling that they may be coming home real soon.

A voice is heard from the alley behind them.

KIM: If ONLY I were as sure as you, Marlena.

Marlena and Hope turn quickly to see who's talking. Kim looks back, and has a look of uncertainty on her face. She slowly approaches as Marlena and Hope's faces light up, seeing their friend again.

MARLENA: Kim! Oh my, it's been so long!

Marlena and Kim hug warmly. Kim is subdued, mostly because in sadness thanks to Shane's absence. Kim then hugs Hope, whom Kim hugs longer, in more of a hug of comfort.

KIM: Ohhhh honey. I am so sorry, Hope. Look. Maybe I...spoke too harshly, but...I really am worried about how long Shane, and Bo, and John will be away. Come on, let's go inside and talk.

Kim takes Marlena and Hope's hands and walk into the pub.


Sonny, Will & Nick are at Horton Town Square. Nick has just made his presence known, startling Will & Sonny. Sonny stands in front of Will, as if to protect him from Nick.

SONNY: Nick. What do you want?

NICK: Nothing. I was just....out....minding my own business.

SONNY: And you decided to just come bother the gays? How thoughtful of you!

NICK: (laughs) Wow! You are way too worried about nothing. Seriously. I just came to say 'hi!'

SONNY: Hi. And Bye, Nick.

WILL: Sonny, Sonny. Come on.

Sonny looks to Will and takes a step back.

WILL: Look, Nick. I know you want to make a change and try to start your life over.

NICK: Thank you, Will for acknowledging that--

WILL: But. You're going to have to remember something. Okay? It's going to take some of us some time to get over what you've done. You can't just...expect people to come to your side right away.

NICK: Look, all I'm asking for is a chance to prove myself to you.

WILL: And we'll give you that. But in the meantime, you have got to give us the space to see for ourselves.

Nick takes a second to ponder it. Will turns to Sonny, and puts his hands on Sonny's shoulders.

WILL: (softly) Remember what we talked about. Keep it cool. Got it.

Sonny nods reluctantly. Will turns back to Nick.

WILL: Look, just...give us some time. I think we can all make this work. Okay?

NICK: Alright, man. And thank you.

SONNY: Don't thank us yet, just...just keep working on that new life. Alright?

Sonny holds out his hand to Nick. Nick shakes Sonny's hand. At the same moment, Sami passes by, witnessing the handshake. She's incredulous.


Percy lets Nicole into his cottage. Nicole is immediately hit with the smell of old pine. She wrinkles her nose a bit, usure what to make of her surroundings. Percy pulls out a chair for her.

PERCY: Have a seat, my dear.

NICOLE: Oh, oh thank you.

Nicole sits down, pulling out the orange envelope containing the files on the story. Percy sits down at the other side of the dining room table.

NICOLE: So...I assume someone contacted you previously about this...story.

PERCY: Indeed. And I am positively chuffed that someone of your stature in the business has chosen to take me up on this story.

NICOLE: Yeah, well. Don't...chuff yourself too much. Not so soon, anyway. I don't know whether or not this story's even worth going ahead with.

Percy is surprised and disappointed.


Roman looks over the file folder Kate's handed him on Jordan and Sheryl. He studies the pictures and the article carefully. He looks up at Kate and nods.

ROMAN: Yeah, I remember these two. Kaylie Matthews and Siobhan McKinnon.

KATE: Bingo. And they're in Salem, masquerading as Jordan Ridgeway and Sheryl Conners, planning God knows what!

ROMAN: Now, Kate--

KATE: The question is, Roman: What are you going to do about it? Are you going to arrest them?

ROMAN: Absolutely not.

Kate is shocked and outraged by Roman's firm refusal.




Written by A. Washington-Beeby

Story Consultant: ML Cooks

Sami won't take no for an answer, and continues to prod Kate for information on Jordan.

SAMI: Come on, Kate. You can't leave me in the dark about this.

KATE: Ohh yes I can. In fact, I consider it my responsibility to keep you in the dark about this, because until this information is public, I cannot run the risk of you shooting your mouth off to anyone in the heat of the moment...

SAMI: Hey--

KATE: ...Which you are rather infamous for, even you will admit.

Sami glares at Kate, not willing to admit Kate's right, but knowing she probably is. Roman knocks on Kate's door at this moment, pushing open the door, which is already slightly ajar.

ROMAN: You don't have a secretary anymore?

KATE: Don't ask.

Roman raises his hands as he steps in.

ROMAN: I won't. Hey Sami.

Sami hesitates to leave. Kate motions her to the door. Sami knows Kate won't talk for now, and grabs her things to leave Kate's office.

SAMI: Fine, Kate. But remember something. I was married to Rafe. And despite what you might think, I want him to be happy more than anything else. If you change your mind, call me.

Sami walks out, putting her hand on her dad's shoulder as she steps out. Roman closes the door behind her.

ROMAN: Alright, Kate. What's this all about? And it better be good.




Jennifer stands in the doorway of Abby's makeshift office, looking at Abby, who is leaning against the closet door. Jenn already feels like something's going on. Little does she realize EJ is hiding in the closet.

JENNIFER: That's an awfully wide grin for someone who's been so moody lately.

ABBY: Oh my GOSH, Mom. Can you believe it? They gave me my own little office so I could work on the digitization project in peace!

Abby runs over to Jennifer and gives her a happy hug. Mid-hug, you can see Abby's eyes pop out of her head, worried about her mother's presence, unsure how to allay her suspicion (which, by the look on Jenn's face, it hasn't.)

Once they separate from the hug, Jenn pulls the papers from her bag, and looks around the room, hoping to find some sort of clue as to what's going on.

JENNIFER: Uh...yeah. Great, honey. Uhmmm...look. Sweetheart, Anne brought these for you. Some sort of thing about your new assignment. I think it's the confirmation of your usage of the records room as office space or something.

Abby takes the papers and looks them over hastily, grabbing a pen from her desk.

ABBY: Oh, great.

As Abby's about to sign, Jenn is confused that Abby isn't even really looking it over.

JENNIFER: Abigail, are you going to read that over first?

ABBY: What, mom? I believe you.

JENNIFER: Yeah, but I taught you better than to sign something without reading it over first. Especially something from Anne Milbauer.

Jennifer pauses, scans the room again quickly. Abby is on pins and needles, hoping Jenn doesn't think to look in the closet.

JENNIFER: You want me to leave, don't you?

ABBY: NO! Mom I don't, I just...I have a lot of work to get to.

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

Abby looks incredibly uncomfortable now, unsure how to respond.


Percy stands in the doorway of his cottage in the woods. He is in a passionate debate with a 30-something man in a suit. The man represents a real estate company and Percy is enraged by his presence.

PERCY: I have resided at this abode for many a year, and purchased it with the express intent of leaving it to my grandchildren, so they may learn to enjoy the wildlife as I have. There is no question of sale for any price.

AGENT: Uh...but...sir. I mean, you'd be ....you'd be a fool to turn down a million bucks for a place like this...I mean...it's....not exactly the Ritz-Carlton.

PERCY: Good sir. If I have designs on emulating the Ritz-Carlton, one would assume I would take a somewhat more urban surrounding, no?

The estate agent looks back at Percy, completely dumfounded.

AGENT: $1 Million. Final offer.

PERCY: I would tell you what you could do with your million dollars, sir. However, I don't use that kind of language. Good day!

Percy slams the door in the agent's face, shaking his head at his persistance. Moments later, Percy gets a knock on the door. He turns around in anger and throws the door open, ready for a fight.

PERCY: I thought I told you a million times, NO SALE! Oh...

Nicole stands on the other side of the door, a look of confusion and terror on her face.

NICOLE: Nicole Walker. Titan TV?

Percy steps back, slightly embarrassed.


Will and Sonny walk hand in hand through Horton Town Square. Some people stare, some grimace, most just ignore them and carry about their business. They're headed to the Brady Pub to meet with the family regarding their engagement.

SONNY: So? How you feeling about this?

WILL: I'm....actually really nervous!

SONNY: Seriously? Why?

WILL: It's just...I mean, marriage is different from being in a relationship, right? People are generally cool with that, but...marriage has been such a touchy thing lately.

SONNY: Yeah but...you know, that's changing fast. I mean....look at some of the people staring at us right now.

As Sonny points it out, at least a couple people look away quickly. Will looks all around.

WILL: I don't get what that meant...besides making me self-conscious?

SONNY: (with a laugh) No, like...what I mean is, even a few years ago, I couldn't have walked through town square hand in hand without everyone fixated on us, and people making rude comments. Things, they're changing, Will. Every day. And part of it is us. We're helping change it. Just remember that.

Sonny leans in and kisses Will, and they embrace, unaware of who's behind them.

NICK: Remember what?

Sonny and Will are startled out of their hug, and turn to face Nick, obviously displeased by his presence.


Marlena and Hope walk out of the Brady Pub together, with Eric remaining inside for the moment. Hope is still feeling lousy over Bo's continued absence. Marlena puts her arm around Hope's shoulders in comfort.

MARLENA: You know what?

HOPE: What?

MARLENA: I have a feeling about Bo, and John, and Shane.

HOPE: Oh you do?

MARLENA: Well, to be fair, John sent me a letter. Abe gave it to me last night.

HOPE: Oh really? I figured with all the divorce proceedings he was...you know...uninterested.

MARLENA: Well...we'll have to see about that divorce.

Hope cracks a smile at the news.

HOPE: Does this mean what I think it means?

MARLENA: Well...we'll have to see. Basically, I'm willing to give it another try if he is. And that letter gives me hope that...John may have finally come to terms with what happened with Kristen.

HOPE: Well, I'd hate see Kristen win anything out of all this mayhem she caused. I've got my fingers crossed. Now...what about this feeling?

MARLENA: Well...the way they're talking in the letter, I have a feeling that they may be coming home real soon.

A voice is heard from the alley behind them.

KIM: If ONLY I were as sure as you, Marlena.

Marlena and Hope turn quickly to see who's talking. Kim looks back, and has a look of uncertainty on her face.


Kate paces back and forth as she begins to tell her story to Roman.

KATE: Well, first thing's first...I'm sure you've met Rafe's physiotherapist, Jordan Ridgeway.

ROMAN: That I have, and I think she's a mighty sweet girl.

Kate stops her pacing momentarily and rolls her eyes at Roman's statement. She carries on pacing as she begins to speak again.

KATE: Well, first thing I need to tell you, you have to keep quiet about for various reasons that are not relevant.

ROMAN: Alright, you have my word.

KATE: Great. You see, I hired Jordan to care for Rafe as a sort of...shall we say, a donation to the hospital. Everything was approved by Kayla, there's no funny business going on there.

ROMAN: Alright, but what's the problem then?

KATE: The problem is, I started to look into this woman. At first I'll admit, I was just being nosy and she wasn't exactly warm to me, but then I found Jordan to be incredibly shady about the details of her past. Or indeed any of her past because, according to my PI, she didn't exist before three years ago.

ROMAN: Alright. But I don't see anything wrong with someone changing their name. What's this got to do with me?

Kate comes around the other side of the desk and sits down on the edge of her desk. She grabs the file containing her and Sheryl's mugshot and the accompanying newspaper clipping.

KATE: A lot, when you're dealing with a pair of international fugitives.

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