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  1. IMissAremid
    AT MAISON BLANCHE:

    PART TWO

    We jump ahead several months in the story to find Sami still captive at Maison Blanche and now 8 and a half months pregnant.

    Chapter 1

    Sami sighed with contentment as she cuddled with E.J. in the Jacobean four poster bed and nestled the crown of her head beneath his chin before then tilting her head back to look up at him.

    “Good morning,” E.J. said as he leaned in to kiss her forehead and Sami shut her eyes.

    Yet when Sami opened her eyes E.J. was gone. She pushed the pillows in her arms away in frustration. It had been another dream. Just like the others.

    Slowly and warily she sat up in bed, holding her large stomach with her right hand and tried to wipe the sleep out of her eyes with her left. She couldn’t however, wipe away thoughts of E.J. and the passionate night the two of them shared five months earlier and all the lonely nights since.

    She still didn’t understand it as many hours as she had spent crying over it. After the night they shared, Sami was in ecstasy but E.J. told her the next morning it could never happen again. That he would never make love to her again. She was married and he respected her vows too much to allow her to break them again, he said.

    Sami laughed as a tear trickled down her cheek as she thought about it. E.J. never cared about those wedding vows before. She was certain he didn’t care about her marriage to Lucas even if he still had no memory of it. She decided E.J. just wasn’t interested in her that way any more.

    But the strange thing was E.J. hadn’t totally shut her out. In fact, in most ways he was more attentive than ever. He held her hand and beamed with pride as if he knew the baby was his when Lexie performed the sonogram in the home’s makeshift medical room.

    He never stopped spending time with her during those months he continued as her “guard” and they shared childhood stories and read books together and he spent many, many hours trying to teach her how to play chess. He was so patient with her as he attempted to impart basic chess strategy even if he would tease her that the way she played chess was much like the way she lived her life, emotionally and recklessly.

    As Sami thought about that playful taunt, she decided it was time to prove E.J. wrong. She had stayed at Maison Blanche long enough hoping that E.J. would remember her and remember his love for her, but if he wasn’t going to be there for her completely she needed to develop a rational, calculated scheme to escape so she could get back to Salem. Even if Lucas wouldn’t forgive her or understand or support her raising this child, she knew her mother would.

    Sami immediately thought of Stefano’s diary she had found. Tony had not returned to Maison Blanche in the months since Lucas was there so Sami had not had an opportunity to show him the truth about E.J.’s paternity.

    She was also more afraid of revealing the truth to E.J. than ever after getting an up close look at the unbelievably close relationship between Stefano and E.J. that she had witnessed as Stefano’s remarkable recovery from the kidney transplant had allowed him to move about the house on his own and spend many hours a day among them, reading books, listening to music and telling stories, even as he waited for her baby’s umbilical cord blood to be fully restored to health.

    Bart and Rolf would not care about the secrets contained in the book, she thought, and they might even destroy it without Tony ever seeing it if Stefano asked them to. She sighed in frustration.

    But just then a strange idea popped in her head. It was risky, but she had exhausted all other options. She would have to go to Lexie with the diary and ask her help in escaping Maison Blanche, she thought.

    Sure, her relationship with Lexie was just as icy as ever, but Sami had perceived a growing softness in her heart toward E.J. in the months she watched the two of them get to know each other and work together in caring for Stefano. And if Lexie knew about this diary, she could get in contact with Tony, who would be so furious with his father that he would allow both of them to return to their husbands and children in Salem even if it meant Stefano would die.

    Sami excitedly opened the trunk and retrieved the diary and hugged it to her chest and smiled to herself.

    “I’m sorry this is going to hurt you, E.J., but I need to do what’s best for our baby,” Sami said staring into space.

    “Just what is going to hurt me, Samantha?” E.J. asked to Sami’s surprise.


    AT ABE'S HOUSE:

    “Listen, Abraham. I’ve already told you,” Celeste said as she stood inside the doorway of Lexie and Abe’s home where she had lived since Lexie’s disappearance as she helped Abe raise Theo and nursed Abe through recovery of his latest eye surgery.

    “I don’t like missing out on it either, but I’ve got many errands to run today so you and Theo will just have to have a fantastic time at the zoo without me,” Celeste said patting Theo on the head.

    “Well, all right,” Abe said kissing Celeste on the cheek before turning his attention to Theo and heading out. “Guess we’ll just have to make the most of guys' day out.”

    “I’m sure you will. Good bye,” Celeste said shutting the door behind them and leaning against it sighing with relief that they were finally gone.

    Celeste had been dying for a moment like this for months – a moment alone to collect her thoughts. But Celeste had never had that chance between all the hours spent caring for Theo with Lexie gone and then also looking out for Abe during his recent corneal transplant from which he had only now fully recovered.

    Recently she began to suspect that Abe may have mistaken her motherly nurturing for something else. Or even worse, she thought, was that Abe might not be mistaken about why she agreed to spend so much time caring for him. There were all these passing glances between them that turned into stares. Or a friendly touch of the shoulder that lasted a little too long. The night before he had even brought her flowers and cooked her dinner. Abe said it was just to thank her for all she had done to care for him and Theo, but Celeste was so relieved when he had to leave to go on a police call before they opened the bottle of wine he had brought.

    Celeste knew Lexie was still alive. She felt it in her bones. She just had to find a way to prove that her daughter was alive and bring her back to Salem soon, before she and Abe betrayed her. Celeste sighed again.

    Looking out the window, she saw that Abe’s car was gone so the coast was clear and she quickly shut the blinds, locked the door and dimmed the lights. Abe had forbid her from practicing her “dark arts” as he called them in his home, because he said they gave him the creeps. Celeste respected that opinion as she knew this dabbling in the occult had many times brought pain for her and her family, but she also knew it was the only hope she had to try to track Lexie down with all the police leads gone cold. She walked over to the closet and retrieved a shopping bag she had stowed away a few weeks earlier for just a moment like this.

    Celeste walked over to the table and lit a red candle at its center before she reached in the bag and pulled out a folded piece of purple cloth. As Celeste unwrapped the handkerchief to retrieve her worn and faded tarot cards, she marveled at how she thought she could still catch a light whiff of Stefano’s old cologne.

    She shook her head as she tried to put thoughts of that man out of her mind and grabbed a picture of Lexie out of a desk drawer and laid it in front of the candle and sat down at the table bowing her head and shuffling the cards three times before she spoke.

    “Oh spirit world, I come to you in need of an answer about the whereabouts of my daughter, Alexandra,” Celeste said. “Has she joined you or does she remain among the living? Please give her mother the peace of knowing.”

    Celeste turned over the first card to reveal the Queen of Swords, a card Celeste knew did not just represent a woman sitting on a throne holding a sword upright but also the abstract concepts of personal emotional loss and separation.



    “This is Lexie. She’s alive!” Celeste said excitedly. “Thank you, spirits, for your help, but I have more questions if you have the answers. Tell me, why has my Alexandra not come back to me if she is alive?”

    As soon as Celeste said the words she knew her answer instinctively, but still she turned over the next card to confirm it as she looked at The Devil card in front of her.



  2. IMissAremid

    Episode 40

    By IMissAremid,

    Sorry I'm too lazy to search for Wayne Northrup pics today.

    AT MAISON BLANCHE:

    Sami gasped. She ran and hid in a second floor closet while she tried to think of what to do next.

    Downstairs, E.J. seethed beneath the surface, but tried to maintain a cool demeanor so he could continue the pretense that he had no idea the child Sami was carrying was his and potentially protect Sami through reasoning with Rolf.



    “There’s a way to do this without being cruel,” E.J. said standing in front of Rolf.

    “What is cruel about making a deal and expecting the other party to hold up their end of the bargain after they agree to it?” Rolf asked, sidestepping E.J. and heading up the stairs with E.J. trailing closely behind and pleading with him to reconsider.

    Sami heard them slowly walking up the steps and sobbed with fear. She realized that E.J. was powerless to stop what had already been set in motion. Even if he wanted to help her, Rolf was now dead set on getting her child and she would have to find a way out herself.

    As they were ascending the flight of stairs up toward the attic, Sami could hear E.J. arguing more and more forcefully against Tony’s plans even as she slithered out of the closet and hurried down the grand staircase toward the front door.

    Once there, she looked out the window and to her disappointment, but not her surprise, she saw Bart standing there on the front porch, armed. She knew similar Dimera goons would be posted outside all the exits. She would need some other way out. Someone else to help her get out. She brushed her hand across the pocket of her robe and felt the diary and remembered the secrets it contained. She would have to find Lexie even if it meant she might have to face Stefano, too.



    Shaking, she fiddled with the fireplace to open the secret passageway and stepped inside.

    AT CHEZ ROUGE:

    “What I mean to say is…” Marlena said attempting to interrupt Roman's melancholy, “I’m just so glad you are getting this happiness in your life. You definitely deserve it.”

    Roman smiled appreciatively.

    “Well, Anna hasn’t said yes yet,” Roman said sliding the ring box back in his pocket.

    Marlena told him not to worry. She’d be crazy to turn him down and gave him a kiss on the cheek just as Anna entered the bar.

    “Am I interrupting something?” Anna said smiling at the same time she was shooting Marlena daggers with her eyes.

    “No, I think I am interrupting something,” Marlena said with a wink at Roman. “So I’ll let you two enjoy your lunch. It was nice seeing you both.”

    Marlena headed toward the ladies room.



    “What was that about?” Anna asked, perplexed.

    “Well, sit down, first. Here, let me pour you this glass of champagne,” Roman said, his arm shaking as he filled their champagne flutes.

    “Champagne? For lunch?” Anna said with a sly look on her face. “Not that I’m complaining, but…”



    “Well, Anna, you see,” Roman said nervously. “I know you and Billie are supposed to leave for Paris Fashion Week tonight and before you left I wanted to celebrate our three-month anniversary with something special.”

    “Oh but, Roman, I’ll only be gone a week…”

    “I know, Anna, but it’s more than that,” Roman said, interrupting her. “These past few months back together again have been some of the greatest months of my entire life. They’ve made me realize how much I had missed life. How much I had missed love. How much I had missed you, Anna.”

    “Roman…” Anna said in shock.



    “That’s why I want to make sure that you stay a part of the rest of my life,” Roman said removing the ring box from his pocket, placing it on the table and opening it. “Anna, will you marry me?”

    Anna gasped. She was speechless and just covered her mouth with her hand. Roman smiled uncomfortably.

    “I take it that’s a no?” Roman asked sheepishly.
  3. IMissAremid

    Episode 48

    By IMissAremid,

    AT MYTHIC COMMUNICATIONS:

    Anna crept down the hallway and discovered Tony’s office door wide open, but when she noticed Kate Roberts was inside and talking to Tony she decided to linger outside the door and listen before making her presence known.



    Tony attempted to brush off Kate’s queries about his mysterious trip to New Orleans, but to no avail.

    “Tony, we’re partners,” Kate said. “You need to tell me why you’re taking the Mythic jet to New Orleans.”



    “It’s not important,” Tony said dismissively.

    “Like hell it isn’t,” Kate insisted.

    “All right,” Tony said. “I’ll tell you. I need to get to New Orleans to stop your son. Sami is being held captive there and I need to make sure he doesn’t find her.”



    Anna’s heart broke at hearing Tony’s cruelty toward Roman’s daughter. She quickly headed toward the elevator dialing her cell phone so she could call him and tell him what she found out.

    Meanwhile, Kate pressed Tony to explain what was going on.

    “Oh, like you care about Sami Brady,” Tony said. “You helped me after all. You covered for me when Roman asked how I found you all when I crashed your search party. And Lucas was so close to finding her when he was outside that attic door and you got him to give up on her and walk away.”



    “I… I… I didn’t do anything,” Kate said in a fit of conscience. “Lucas made the decision to walk away. I just helped him see that was the right decision.”

    “Well, you failed to help him make the right decision just now so I need to see to it myself that he never find her,” Tony said vaguely.

    “What does that mean?” Kate said.

    “Nothing,” Tony said kissing her cheek. “I’m sorry Kate. But I have to go.”



    Kate sighed as Tony grabbed his briefcase and headed out of his office. She sat at his desk chair and noticed a picture frame that he had been holding and looking at while he was on the phone. It was of Tony and Anna. Kate threw the picture down on the ground and it shattered.

    AT MAISON BLANCHE:

    “E.J., you’re not going to let them do this are you?” Sami said pounding his chest.

    “I’m sorry, Samantha,” he said dragging her into the hallway of the secret passage way of Maison Blanche. “Truly sorry.”



    Defeated and resigned to her fate, Sami didn’t even bother struggling as E.J. linked arms with her to escort her out of the medical room. She didn’t cry either. There were no tears left.

    But as they walked past his old room toward the fireplace passageway suddenly E.J.’s demeanor changed.



    “Don’t worry, Samantha. There is no way in hell I’m letting Rolf get his hands on our baby,” he whispered.

    “What did you say?” Sami asked.

    “Shhhh,” E.J. whispered in her ear as he gently covered her mouth before they stepped through the passageway.

    “Ahhhh E.J.,” Rolf said greeting them on the other side and taking a sip from a cup of tea. “It appears you found the missing patient and we can begin the surgery.”

    “Actually Rolf, I was just back visiting with my father and Lexie and it appears my father changed his mind about the surgery tonight,” E.J. lied. “He just wanted to visit with his daughter a little and catch some rest. You are NOT to disturb him.”



    “But…” Rolf said before E.J. quickly interrupted him.

    “Rolf,” E.J. said putting his hand on Rolf’s shoulder. “Lexie is a doctor. If his condition worsens she will tell us, but until she does why don’t you get some rest? You’re looking a little worn out yourself.”

    “Well… I….” Rolf stammered.

    “I insist,” E.J. said. “I appreciate you caring for my father around the clock, but I worry if you don’t get some rest soon you might do the umbilical cord blood transfusion wrong or something. Come on. I can see those eyelids drooping. You deserve a night off.”



    Rolf eyed him suspiciously but as E.J. smiled a wide open mouth smile Rolf let out a sudden yawn.

    “See, I told you,” E.J. said pushing Rolf toward the couch and onto it. “Now don’t worry about Samantha. I’ll keep an eye on her and the baby. She’s in good hands with me.”

    Sami looked back and saw Rolf slump over unconscious as E.J. ushered her up the stairs.
  4. IMissAremid

    Episode 33

    By IMissAremid,

    E.J. shuffled toward the door along with Sami in his arms so that he could lean against the locked door and block it should anyone try to break it down. The two of them could hear everything the voices in the stairway were saying.

    Listening so intently to the conversation, E.J. lost concentration for a moment and his hand slipped off Sami's mouth. Sami was also listening intently, so much so she didn't notice.

    "Lucas, I really think we've done about all we can do today," Tony said. "I think it's time to head back to Salem."

    "No, Tony, I'm not giving up until I've searched every single inch of this place," Lucas said. "And that includes whatever it is that's behind this door."

    "Oh please," Sami heard a familiar woman's voice say."It's time to give up this charade."

    It was Kate!

    "Just my luck," Sami whispered. "I get captured by the Dimeras and Kate Roberts is on my Salem rescue squad."

    "Shhhhhhhh," E.J. whispered covering her mouth again gently.

    "What charade, mom?" Lucas asked. "How is it a charade that I happen to care so deeply about my wife that I am willing to turn over every nook and cranny in this place just find one little sliver of a clue where the hell she is?

    Sami smiled beneath E.J.'s hand.

    "It's a charade because not an hour after she disappeared and you got that note for her you were on the phone with me telling me how it was over between the two of you for good this time," Kate said.

    Sami's smile evaporated while one began to take shape on Tony's face on the other side of the door.

    "You were going on and on 'How can she do this to me? How can she do this to Will? Again? Guess I shouldn't have expected anything else from Sami Brady'" Kate reminded him. "She threw it all away for that limey bastard."

    E.J. didn't know what to make of the "limey bastard" comment, but for a reason he didn't understand felt offended. Lucas said nothing but just glared at the truth while Kate continued.

    "You know as well as I do that we wouldn't even be here if Roman hadn't talked you into looking for Sami," Kate said. "I mean what does that say about the two of you together that her father believed she'd never run away on her honeymoon and abandon her wedding vows so carelessly but her husband would."

    Sami's devastation tugged at her like an anchor and her body started to slide toward the floor. E.J. caught her and pulled her back up. Filled with sympathy he guided her away from the door so the two of them could no longer hear the conversation outside the room and he enveloped Sami in a huge bear hug. Sami's tears filled the front of his shirt.

    Meanwhile, Kate continued her scathing critique in the stairway.

    "I tried to warn you, Lucas," Kate said. "I tried to tell you that Sami and E.J. were together the night you were trapped in that cabin. Tried to get you help the night Sami DRUGGED you to run off and be with E.J. The night he said he was supposed to marry Brandy Mathas. Remember?"

    Kate paused for a minute clenching her teeth in frustration at all the time she saw her favorite son waste on a woman who would only bring him misery.

    "And yet you still married her," Kate said attempting to hold back tears."And yet you went on this honeymoon with her here after she admitted it all. Even that the baby she is carrying could be another man's."

    Lucas just pouted.

    "Face it, Lucas," Kate said. "This isn't about Sami. This is about you trying to be some tough guy hero you're not. It's about you trying to... to... finally earn some man badge you feel like you never got because of your drinking or because of Nicole or because Carrie or because of something..."

    "ENOUGH!" Lucas raged. "You've made your point. Let's just get the hell out of here."

    "Yes, let's," Tony said nodding as the two of them began their descent down the staircase and out of Maison Blanche.

    As they headed out the front door, Tony looked back on the house and smiled at how beautifully all his plans were working.

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  5. IMissAremid

    Episode 34

    By IMissAremid,

    IN THE ATTIC OF MAISON BLANCHE:

    "Oh please," Sami heard a familiar woman's voice on the other side of the attic door say."It's time to give up this charade."

    It was Kate!

    "Just my luck," Sami whispered. "I get captured by the Dimeras and Kate Roberts is on my Salem rescue squad."

    "Shhhhhhhh," E.J. whispered covering her mouth again gently.

    "What charade, mom?" Lucas asked. "How is it a charade that I happen to care so deeply about my wife that I am willing to turn over every nook and cranny in this place just to find one little sliver of a clue where the hell she is?

    Sami smiled beneath E.J.'s hand.

    "It's a charade because not an hour after she disappeared and you got that note from her you were on the phone with me telling me how it was over between the two of you for good this time," Kate said.

    Sami's smile evaporated while one began to take shape on Tony's face on the other side of the door.

    "You were going on and on: 'How can she do this to me? How can she do this to Will? Again? Guess I shouldn't have expected anything else from Sami Brady'" Kate reminded him. "She threw it all away for that limey bastard."

    E.J. didn't know what to make of the "limey bastard" comment, but for a reason he didn't understand felt offended. Lucas said nothing but just glared at the truth while Kate continued.

    "You know as well as I do that we wouldn't even be here if Roman hadn't talked you into looking for Sami," Kate said. "I mean what does that say about the two of you together that her father believed she'd never run away on her honeymoon and abandon her wedding vows so carelessly but her husband would."

    Sami's devastation tugged at her like an anchor and her body started to slide toward the floor. E.J. caught her and pulled her back up. Filled with sympathy he guided her away from the door so the two of them could no longer hear the conversation outside the room and he enveloped Sami in a huge bear hug. Sami's tears filled the front of his shirt.

    E.J. caressed the back of Sami's head whispering "It'll be all right, darling" and other sweet reassurances while she heaved with sobs in his arms for several minutes. Finally, her face flushed and with no tears left to cry she looked up at him.

    "E.J., I... I don't know what I'll do without Lucas. Without EVER having a real family with him," Sami said sniffling. "I... I... I don't think I can go on living."

    With those words Sami fainted in his arms. E.J. carried her over to the bed to lay her down and sat down next to her.

    "Samantha... Samantha... wake up... Samantha," E.J. said gently patting her cheek.

    Sami finally came to but when she opened her eyes and saw it was E.J. who was there to greet her she was no longer the placid, melodramatic Southern belle in need of her smelling salts.

    "YOU!" Sami accused.

    "Me?" E.J. asked, confused.

    "It's YOUR fault this happened," Sami claimed hopping angrily out of the bed and pointing her finger in his face. "If you... if you had never come to Salem I would be married to Lucas right now and we'd be a real family."

    But after saying those words she realized she needed to clarify.

    "Well OK... actually I'd be married to Austin if you never came to Salem," Sami said. "But... but... if you had never developed this SICK obsession with me trying to make me fall in love with you and being around me all the time... if you had never tried so hard to come between me and Lucas... if you and your screwed up family had never tried to... plant the Dimera seed in me... then Lucas and I would be happily married together."

    "You really think that?" E.J. asked.

    "Yes I really think that," Sami said folding her arms across her chest. "I know you don't believe me because you don't have any memory of what happened. But I know it. It's true. Lucas and I would be happy if it wasn't for you."

    "Now Samantha, setting aside all this... plant the Dimera seed business...," E.J. said wincing at the phrase. "Why on earth would you think your husband would be justified in thinking that you would run away on your honeymoon with another man if you didn't cheat on him? Have you told him what you think happened when this baby was conceived?"

    "Yes, E.J.," Sami informed him. "After the wedding I told Lucas that you RAPED me."

    "AFTER the wedding?" E.J. said, perplexed.

    "Yes!" Sami said exasperated at trying to explain the situation. "After the wedding I told him everything, well most of everything anyway, and he believed me. For the first time in our relationship, he truly believed ME, not his mom, ME. And he promised to stand by ME and that we would work all this out."

    "O.K..." E.J. said. "He promised to stand by you... until you disappeared the first night of your honeymoon together and he said, 'Forget it, that's her problem.'"

    "It's complicated, E.J.," Sami said frowning and looking at the floor.

    "Indeed," E.J. said taking his thumb and index finger to lift her chin upright to look at him. "You know they say most things of any value are."

    AT THE HOSPITAL:

    Marlena ran through the hospital with Roman trailing behind her where they stopped at the hallway outside John's room. There they found Belle not crying, but devastated just the same.

    "How's your father?" Marlena asked out of breath from the rush of getting there.

    "Oh Mom," Belle said hugging her mother. "It doesn't look good."

    Marlena gently patted the back of Belle's head.

    "We're going to get through this," Marlena told her. "No matter what."

    Then she turned to Roman.

    "I can't tell you how much I appreciate you coming back with me so I didn't have to be alone," she said. "Now if you two don't mind, I think I need to see John for myself."

    Belle nodded and left to get them all cups of coffee.

    Marlena opened the door and walked into the room to find John surrounded by a team of doctors and nurses.

    "How is he?" she asked a nurse enterting data from some tests she had performed into a computerized chart.

    The nurse just shook her head as if to say no while she attended to her work.

    In a panic, Marlena rushed over to get a closer look at her husband and was saddened to see the tubes running through his nose and mouth while wires were attached all over his body. Still, she felt a slight comfort in the ba-bump she heard beeping from the heart rate monitor.

    Until the the monitor flatlined.

    "What's going on?" Marlena cried.

    Marlena watched in horror as the machines attached to her husband pulsated with a cacaphony of distress signals and the doctors and nurses chaotically moved about John's bed in attending to him.

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  6. IMissAremid

    Episode 35

    By IMissAremid,

    AT THE HOSPITAL:

    Marlena watched in horror as the machines attached to her husband pulsated with a cacaphony of distress signals and the doctors and nurses chaotically moved about John's bed in attending to him.

    Hearing the commotion, Roman walked toward the room and leaned up to get a look at things through the small square window of the door.

    "Ma'am you need to get out of here," A nurse told her putting her hands on Marlena's shoulders and pushing her back.

    But Marlena would not be pushed around and she shoved the nurse out of the way to creep down to her husband's bedside holding his hand.

    "John," Marlena said smiling through tears and grasping his hand tightly while the doctors worked around her crouched kneeling at his bedside. "I just want you to know I'm here. Marlena is here for you. And I will always be here for you no matter what. Now if you're in there and you can hear me... if you're ready... John please, why don't you come back to me? I need you so much."

    Suddenly John's heart monitor started beeping again slowly but steadily.

    "What?" Marlena asked. "What's going on?"

    "It's a miracle," one of the doctors told her.

    Marlena's tears of fear and sorrow soon began flooding her face with joy as she held his hand with her right hand and ran her fingers across his scalp with her other hand.

    First, John's hands started wiggling. And then his eyes fluttered.

    "I understand you had a bit of a rough day today. I'm sorry I had to leave you," Marlena told him. "I'm sorry I had to go to New Orleans without you. I promise I'll never do that again. I promise I'll never leave you again."

    With that promise John's eyes opened wide and he smiled a giant blissful, if groggy smile at the sight of her face. Marlena delighted at the expression of devotion he showed while Roman seeing everything unfold through the window turned away from the door deciding he'd seen enough and knew how this story would end.

    "Marlena," John said sighing. "You're safe. Stefano didn't get you."

    Marlena didn't understand the meaning of John's words and just chalked them up to a strange comatose dream he must've had about their past battles with the Dimera patriarch. She was too happy to have her husband alive and awake in that moment to worry what the future would hold for them.

    IN THE ATTIC AT MAISON BLANCHE:

    "It's complicated, E.J.," Sami said frowning and looking at the floor.

    "Indeed," E.J. said taking his thumb and index finger to lift her chin upright to look at him. "You know they say most things of any value are."

    Sami's frown changed to a grin as she looked away from E.J. thinking about how different he was since his memory was gone, yet how much he was the same.

    "It's just, E.J., I thought this time would be different," Sami said. "I finally got married. After TEN tries I finally got married..."

    E.J. slapped his hand over his mouth to stifle a laugh at the phrase prompting a glare from Sami who continued.

    "I thought this would be the time I got my happily ever after, you know," Sami whined. "I thought I had finally gotten my fairytale ending with the handsome prince standing by my side after all the obstacles that had kept us apart. Now I find out I'm going to be stuck. Alone. Forever. Just me and the frog."

    E.J. put his hand on Sami's shoulder.

    "I know you probably don't want to hear it from me, I just wish you could see how amazing you are, how lucky any man would be to have you in his life, Samantha. Just the drama and chaos and that surrounds you could provide enough excitement to last a man ten lifetimes," E.J. declared. "Not to mention, the beauty and the charm you possess. I mean you are the quite possibly the most bewitching woman I've ever met."

    "Bewitching, is it?" Sami snarked. "Well I certainly know a few men who would agree with at least one of those syllables."

    "I'm serious, Samantha," E.J. said. "You know, I'm not necessarily proud of this, but I have to admit I've gotten to know quite a few women in my day but none of them, not one of them, stirred my heart the way you do. I mean if I had a woman like you in my life and someone tried to take her away from me..."

    E.J. paused as he tried to choose the right words to convey his convictions.

    "If someone took her away from me, I would never give up on her... Know that, Samantha. If someone took her away from me, I would never stop looking for her..." E.J. said emphatically. "I would never stop fighting for the chance to hold her in my arms again."

    Though E.J. had told her similar things many times, in that moment as she finally and truly looked at the handsome man who was saying them and contemplated the passion and sincerity behind them her resistance finally melted. She had tried to play by Salem's rules so many times for so many years and all it had done was leave her heartbroken and alone. Here was a beautiful, charming man -- albeit a STRANGE, beautiful, charming man with A LOT of baggage -- but one who loved her deeply and unconditionally, even without a single memory to tell him why.

    With that thought, it was as if a veil had been lifted from Sami's heart and mind.

    "I would die before..." E.J. continued in his flowery speech before Sami interrupted.

    "Oh, just stop it already," Sami said rolling her eyes. "I get it."

    "Do you?" E.J. asked.

    "Yeah, E.J.," Sami said biting her lip. "For the first time... I think I do."

    To E.J.'s surprise, Sami began to move toward him and placed her hands on his chest sliding them slowly upward until they rested on each side of his face.

    "For the first time, E.J.," Sami said. "I finally understand."

    E.J. closed his eyes and smiled as Sami stood on her tiptoes to lightly peck at his neck for several seconds before he turned his head so that his lips could find hers and they could share an intensely passionate kiss.

    The two of them continued kissing as if the other's lips was their only source of oxygen, as if their lives depended on the two of them loving each other and expressing that love.

    Clawing frantically at E.J.'s chest while kissing him, in one swift motion Sami ripped the shirt from E.J.'s body sending a few buttons flying across the room.

    "Wait, hold on," E.J. said pushing her back and allowing the two of them to come up for air.

    "What is it?" Sami asked out of breath. "What's wrong?"

    "Nothing, darling," E.J. said caressing her face with his large right hand and lightly brushing her hair out of her face. "I just don't want to rush this. I want to take our time to make sure we savor every single second of this, Samantha."

    With that E.J. put both his hands around her face and gave her a long, soft kiss that made Sami's toes curl. He tenderly slid his hands downward along her neck and to her shoulders, where he gingerly slid his hands beneath her robe and helped guide gravity in removing it from her body.

    Next he scooped her up in his arms and carried her onto the four poster bed where beneath the wine-colored drapes the two of them made love for hours.

    Finally they stopped when the pleasure receptors in their brains could no longer handle the euphoria the two of them being together created. The two of them just laid in the bed facing one another silently for several minutes, staring at each other in total contentment, until finally Sami spoke.

    "Oh, E.J. that was... amazing," Sami said cooing.

    "Yeah?" E.J. asked, smiling with his ego swelling so big it filled the entire room, if not the whole house. "Tell me more. How do you feel?"

    "E.J., I feel... I don't know how to describe it... it's like... like floating on a sea of endorphins," Sami said while E.J.'s head turned as he tried to place where he'd heard that phrase before. "I mean, even if a lightning bolt fell from the sky right now, you know... I would just die with the biggest smile upon my face."

    Sami sighed after saying the words while E.J. involuntarily winced as he contemplated them.

    He clutched at his face with his right hand as his mind was flooded with a grainy, incomplete memory of the last time he heard those words. Strangely, they were in his own voice, he thought. He was in a car. A car with... with Samantha, he remembered. And they were talking and Sami was mad at him. Because they had just...

    "Oh God, what have I done?" E.J. said after he put the last piece of his puzzling recollection together.

    But Sami was too caught up in the afterglow of their lovemaking to hear or acknowledge his words.

    "Hey you, come here," Sami said pulling E.J. in for a long slow kiss and then wrapping her arm around his shirtless torso and putting her head down on his glistening chest with a smile spread across her face.

    E.J. was motionless as he laid there staring into space holding her and consumed with total anguish and shame with the knowledge of what he'd done. He decided he would let Sami savor this moment of peace without the burden of knowing that he was starting to get his memory back. That he now knew she was telling truth about his memory being erased even if not all his memories had yet returned.

    In fact, he wondered if he should tell her at all that he remembered as he ran his fingers through her hair then kissed the crown of her head. He wondered if she would ever let him touch her again once she knew that he knew what had happened. He decided he couldn't take that risk. Not yet.

    END OF PART ONE

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  7. IMissAremid

    Episode 37

    By IMissAremid,

    (Let's see how long I can keep up this picture thing...)

    AT MAISON BLANCHE:

    “Just what is going to hurt me, Samantha?” E.J. asked to Sami’s surprise.



    “E.J. I… well…” Sami stammered as she concealed the diary by cradling it in her arms as if she had a chill.

    “You what? And something about the baby?” E.J. asked as he set her breakfast tray on a table and then turned around to close the attic door.

    Seeing the opening, Sami quickly shoved the diary under the mattress of the bed and pulled the bedspread to cover it before E.J. turned back around.

    “E.J., so nice of you to bring me breakfast, again,” Sami said, stalling to try to devise a lie to placate him about what he overheard.

    “Well, it’s getting late, sweetheart,” E.J. said, smiling even as he recognized her tactic. “I figured you would be pretty hungry by now. Both of you.”

    E.J. sighed as he saw Sami touch her large stomach at those words. The past several months had been excruciating for E.J. as he tried to reconcile the past with the present and his divided loyalties between Sami and his family.



    E.J. still remembered very little beyond the grainy memory of the night their child was conceived. He didn’t want to remember more. He didn’t understand how or why some of his memories had been erased, but it did enter his thoughts that it was within the realm of possibility for his father to erase his memories if he thought it was for his son’s own good. If he had been the one to cause Sami the pain that led her to try to kill herself burning down the cabin as Rolf had said, he didn’t ever want to reclaim those memories. At times over the months since they made love, E.J. would resolve to help Sami escape from this place and ask her to never see him again, but at the same time he couldn’t bear the thought of letting Sami go and knew she was the only hope his father had for survival so he would always give up the idea before he acted.

    Sami sensed E.J.’s distance so she pounced on the chance to change the subject.

    “E.J. I just want to thank you again for getting these new maternity dresses for me,” Sami said holding a shopping bag and stepping behind the bathroom curtain to dress. “I only hope I have enough time to wear all of them before the baby is born.”

    “Oh, those,” E.J. said still distant. “Lexie picked them out. She thought you could use something to pick up your spirits a little.”

    “Well, I’ll just have to thank Lexie then,” Sami said stepping from behind the curtain, a little miffed.

    E.J. sensed her frustration but his mouth dropped when he saw her in the gown sparkling nearly as bright blue as her eyes in the morning light.

    “I shall have to thank her, too, Samantha,” E.J. said sincerely. “You just glow in that dress, darling. I doubt there’s ever been a mother more beautiful than you.”

    Inside, Sami melted at the words, while E.J. turned his head in embarrassment.

    He still loved her. As hard as he tried to stop for her sake, he still wanted her and wanted to be with her. But he didn’t think himself worthy of her love at all.

    “Anyway, when I came in you were saying something about me?” E.J. said trying to distract himself from his own angst.

    “I was?” Sami said pretending not to remember.

    “Yes, sweetheart,” E.J. said biting his lip. “You were…”

    But before E.J. could finish Lexie was at the door.

    “E.J., I need to talk you right now,” Lexie said sounding concerned and completely ignoring Sami.

    “Good morning to you, too, Lexie,” Sami said snidely.

    Lexie glared while E.J. walked off with his sister.

    “Enjoy your breakfast, Samantha,” E.J. said before exiting and shutting the door.

    Sami let out a sigh of relief that she had dodged this catastrophe and sat down to eat her breakfast.

    Then, while buttering her toast she paused to wonder just what would have been so bad had she told E.J. the truth.

    “Oh so Stefano would lock me up and prevent me from ever again seeing my loved ones in Salem?” Sami said with a sardonic laugh before the expression on her face became serious. “Or Stefano will just let E.J. get hurt again. Ugh. I have to convince Lexie to help make this right.”

    Sami slammed the knife down in frustration.

    AT ABE'S HOUSE:



    “Stefano!” she said clenching her fist. Celeste knew he was what the card meant not just because of the evil associated with the devil, but also because she knew the card contained so much paternal energy and represented bondage with the man and woman kept in chains at the devil’s feet.

    “Oh, I bet Stefano ordered E.J. to kidnap Lexie so she could take care of him,” Celeste said. “Damn those Dimeras.”

    Celeste tried to set aside some of her rage to try to get more information.



    “Spirits, please tell me, is my Alexandra alone?” Celeste asked.

    The next two cards were stuck together so she overturned them both to reveal The Emperor and The Empress. Celeste tapped her fingers on the table to try to make sense of the cards depicting on their basic level: man and woman, Aries and Taurus, Mars and Venus, a warrior king and a beautiful mother.



    “Mother.” Celeste said aloud. “Samantha! This must mean Samantha and E.J.”


  8. IMissAremid

    Episode 38

    By IMissAremid,

    AT MAISON BLANCHE:

    Up in the attic, Sami finished her breakfast and pouted. She walked across the room to take out the diary and as she sensed its power in her hands, she decided she had to take action now. It had been several weeks earlier that during the long, boring hours she spent in the attic that she had figured out how to use an old bobby pin to pry open the lock on the old attic door. Now was the time to put that knowledge into action, before it was too late, she thought.

    Sami figured Bart would be posted outside Maison Blanche’s front door and that Rolf, Lexie, E.J. and Stefano would all be downstairs. But she had to get down there somehow, either to find an escape or find a way to Lexie. She grabbed one of the luxurious robes that hung in the attic’s closet and put it on and stuffed the diary into its large front pocket. Sami headed downstairs slowly but swiftly, at least as swiftly as a pregnant woman could.



    Out of sight, but within earshot of E.J. and Lexie, Sami hid in the stairway and listened as they talked.

    “So Lexie, are you going to tell me what’s going on or not?” E.J. asked as he and Lexie walked down the last steps of the grand staircase and walked into the large front room of the mansion.



    “Yes, E.J. I will tell you, but you aren’t going to like hearing this,” Lexie said with trepidation. “Despite the improved spirits Father has been demonstrating the past several months as he recovered from the kidney transplant, I’m afraid he’s not going to make it much longer unless…”

    “Unless what?” E.J. asked with concern.

    “Well, Rolf says that we need to induce labor now,” Lexie said. “He needs that umbilical cord blood now to develop the cure for Father’s condition, if he is to live.”

    “But Samantha is so close to giving birth already. I don’t see how it’s necessary to risk her life or the life of her child,” E.J. said throwing his hands up in disgust.

    “It’s quite necessary,” Rolf said, stepping out of the fireplace passageway to join their conversation.



    AT ABE'S HOUSE:

    Celeste had heard about the strange disappearance of Sami and E.J. after Sami’s honeymoon, but she had just figured that E.J. kidnapped her or the foolish girl had run away with him. Now she wondered if the two of them were with Lexie.

    “Thank you spirits, for your patience, but can you tell me what is going to happen? I must know,” Celeste said trembling as she turned over the next card.

    It was The Tower – the card she feared the most. The picture itself was disturbing enough with the lightning bolt striking the tower causing its crown to pop off, a fire to erupt and showing two men tumbling face first to their deaths. But even more troubling was what the card stood for: forever life-changing chaos and destruction.



    Celeste had to find Lexie before her life was ruined or worse, she was killed. But how?

    “Spirits, I appreciate all you have done for me, but I need something more – someone to help me make sense of this and help me find my daughter. Who in this world can help me figure out where Lexie is?”

    After Celeste finished her question, the candle wick burnt itself out. Celeste knew the spirits had done all they would do to help her as she turned over the next card.

    “The Fool?” Celeste scoffed as she looked at the young man depicted treading blissfully unaware that he is about to step off a cliff. “Is this some kind of joke?”



    But Celeste knew the card had to have a purpose. She believed the card held the answer to her question. She paused for a moment to try to make sense of it, before a knowing smile wrapped around her face.

    “Ah yes,” Celeste said getting up to find a phone book to look up the listing for Mythic Communications.

    She dialed the phone and put it up to her ear.



    “Hi, can I speak with Lucas Roberts please? Tell him this is Celeste. It’s important.”
  9. IMissAremid

    Episode 39

    By IMissAremid,

    AT MAISON BLANCHE:



    E.J. glared at Rolf in disbelief while Lexie looked at them with obvious discomfort.

    “I’m going to go check on Father,” Lexie said disappearing into the fireplace passageway.

    “Dammit,” Sami whispered to herself as she saw Lexie disappear.

    Sami took a few steps up the stairs to head back to her room, but then reconsidered and decided to listen to what Rolf had to say.

    “E.J., I understand you and Samantha have become quite close these months she’s spent here as the hired surrogate mother to Stefano’s child, but this is what she was paid to do and it is time to get that umbilical cord blood,” Rolf said. “The child was never going to be hers to raise anyway, so why does it matter if we let her carry it to full term? Now if you don’t mind, I need to get up stairs and bring Samantha down to surgery so we can begin the procedure. Tony has sent these orders and I intend to carry them out.”



    Sami gasped. She ran and hid in a second floor closet while she tried to think of what to do next.

    AT CHEZ ROUGE:

    Roman looked at his watch and nervously sipped the glass of water at his table at Chez Rouge. Anna had phoned him to say she was running late, but Roman insisted their lunch date not be cancelled.

    He fiddled with his pocket and removed a small box to examine the reason it was so important to him that Anna not miss their date.

    As Roman fiddled with the ring, he heard his ex-wife squeal behind him.



    “Oh Roman, it’s beautiful!” Marlena gasped.

    “Well, Doc, I’m glad this gets your seal of approval, but I’m afraid this is for my other blonde ex-wife,” Roman said with a teasing grin.

    Marlena playfully punched his shoulder and Roman laughed.

    "So you found out my big secret. What are you up to?" Roman asked.

    "Oh I was just here for lunch with some people from the hospital. But seriously, Roman, I really am glad for you and Anna finding your way back to each other,” she said with a sigh. “Of course, if you hadn’t lost your way we’d have never had Eric or Sami…”

    Marlena stopped as they both remembered their lost daughter. After they returned to Salem and John awoke from his coma, Roman had wanted to go back to New Orleans to continue the search for Sami but when Lucas returned without her saying he had searched the place top to bottom and there were no clues to be found, everyone took his word for it and just waited and hoped she’d contact them.

    “What I mean to say is…” Marlena said attempting to interrupt his melancholy, “I’m just so glad you are getting this happiness in your life. You definitely deserve it.”



    Roman smiled appreciatively.

    “Well, Anna hasn’t said yes yet,” Roman said sliding the ring box back in his pocket.

    Marlena told him not to worry. She’d be crazy to turn him down and gave him a kiss on the cheek just as Anna entered the bar.



    “Am I interrupting something?” Anna said smiling at the same time she was shooting Marlena daggers with her eyes.


  10. IMissAremid

    Episode 41

    By IMissAremid,

    OK if I want to keep up this pic thing I think I'm going to be lazy and just recast Roman with Josh Taylor. Sorry Wayne.

    AT CHEZ ROUGE:

    “I take it that’s a no?” Roman asked sheepishly.

    “No, Roman. I mean… I don’t know. That’s the honest truth. I just wasn’t expecting this at all right now and I need some time to think about what this means,” Anna said. “You understand, don’t you?”



    “Sure, Anna. Take all the time you need,” Roman said. “How about this – I leave this ring with you and I’ll let you tell me when you get back if you think it looks good on you.”

    Anna held the ring and stared at it. It was beautiful. Much more stylish and expensive than the engagement ring he gave her for their first wedding and much more than she would have expected on a cop’s salary. But she knew her heart still belonged to Tony. Sure, he hadn’t called her since she came back to Salem, but she needed to have a talk with him before she could go through with a marriage to Roman.

    She looked down at the ring and thought how jealous Tony would be to know that Roman had proposed. That would get him to admit his feelings for her for sure. She would go down to Mythic to see Tony right then.

    “Roman, I like that idea very much,” Anna said gulping down her champagne in one swig. “Thank you so much for understanding. Now I have so many errands to run before I leave I hope you don’t mind me not staying for the rest of lunch. I’ll call you.”

    Anna gave Roman a big kiss and grabbed the ring box on her way out the door in such a hurry she nearly knocked Marlena over as she came around the corner.



    “Oh, hi again, Marlena,” Anna said in an excited rush. “And bye, Marlena!”

    Marlena shook her head and walked over to Roman’s table.

    “Runaway bride?” Marlena said.

    “Not funny, Doc,” Roman said with a sigh. “She said she has to THINK about it. And what are you doing here? I thought you left.”

    “I had, but I needed to stop in the ladies room,” Marlena said. “Listen Roman, I’m sorry I made that joke. I had no idea. But I have to tell you, Anna is crazy if she lets a man like you get away.”



    “Crazy like you?” Roman said in a huff as he threw a wad of cash on the table and walked out.

    AT MYTHIC COMMUNICATIONS:

    Lucas ambled into his office at Mythic Communications disheveled and unshaven and set his briefcase down on a chair when he saw his desk chair seemingly swivel around on its own to face him.

    “Mom, what are you doing here?” Lucas asked Kate.



    “Oh, me? I am here working, trying to keep this company going, pouring my lifeblood into this office so that you and all my children will have a stake in a very successful corporation to inherit one day, but it seems you are not interested enough in that to show up for work until the afternoon?” Kate accused.

    “I… well…” Lucas stammered.

    “Well nothing,” Kate said throwing her hands in the air in frustration and getting out of the chair to walk across the room. “I don’t know what to do with you, Lucas. What is there I can do to help you? I mean, you’re clearly drinking again.”

    “What makes you say that?” Lucas said defensively.

    “For starters, this is not the first time you’ve been late to work,” Kate said. “Thankfully Tony is too preoccupied with his whole weird DiMera thing to notice, but I am really getting sick of covering for you here.”



    “Then don’t. Stop covering for me,” Lucas said. “See if I care.”

    “Oh, that’s really mature, Lucas. There’s also the fact that it looks like you haven’t shaved in a week,” Kate said moving closer to Lucas and putting her hand on his cheek before he pushed it away. “And you’re definitely wearing the same suit as yesterday.”

    Kate leaned in and sniffed.



    “Dammit, Lucas! You’re drunk right now, aren’t you?” Kate screamed.
  11. IMissAremid

    Episode 42

    By IMissAremid,

    AT MYTHIC COMMUNICATIONS:

    “Dammit, Lucas! You’re drunk right now, aren’t you?” Kate screamed.



    “I’m not drunk. If you must know, yes, I just had a beer with my lunch,” Lucas admitted. “But it’s nothing.”

    “No, it’s something. It’s you giving up on life. I mean, how can you do this to Will?” Kate asked.

    “In case you forgot, Mom, Will is still living with his Uncle Austin and Aunt Carrie in Europe. It’s not like I’m going to drink around him when he gets back when school starts again,” Lucas said defensively.

    “Well then that makes it OK. You’re just going to hide your drinking from him and that will keep him from seeing how screwed up his father is,” Kate said.



    “If I’m screwed up it’s because of you, Mom,” Lucas said furiously. “If it wasn’t for you Sami would still be here. She wouldn’t have left. We would be a family and I would be happy with her.”

    “How is it my fault that little slut couldn’t stay faithful to you and ran off with E.J.?” Kate scoffed.

    “Don’t call the mother of my son a slut, all right?” Lucas said. “I am perfectly aware of what she did without you reminding me every fifteen minutes with your putdowns.”



    “What am I supposed to call this bitch who ran away with another man on your honeymoon and broke your heart?” Kate said. “I’m sorry, Lucas, but I am not holding my tongue when it comes to that monster. Especially not now when I see how much pain she is still…”

    But Kate was interrupted by a knock on the door and a secretary entered.

    “We’re busy,” Kate said glaring.

    “I’m sorry, Ms. Roberts, but there’s a phone call for Mr. Roberts,” the secretary said bowing her head in fear of her demanding boss. “The caller says it’s urgent.”

    “Thank you, Emily,” Lucas said smiling. “I will take that call right now. We aren’t discussing anything important. You can let yourself out, can’t you, Mom?”



    Kate huffed as she stormed out of the office while Lucas took a seat at his desk and pressed the blinking red light to see who was on the other end of the line.

    “Yes, this is Lucas Roberts… Wait… Celeste?” Lucas said surprised. “Why the hell are you calling me? Hold up… Celeste, you’re talking too fast… I don’t think… What?!... OK… Fine, you can meet me in the alley outside Mythic in ten minutes.”

    AT MAISON BLANCHE:

    Nervously, Sami wandered down the secret corridor in search of Lexie.

    Sami thought back to how close she and E.J. had been to escaping months ago as they walked down that same hallway, how despite all the horrible things E.J. had done to her and her family he proved his loyalty to her then and there trying to help her escape and it cost him his memory.



    She shuddered as she passed his room where she first learned of his amnesia and remembered the torturous, miserable sounds that taking away those memories had made. But she knew this was her last hope. Her baby’s last hope, she thought, as she rubbed her swelled stomach and tried to steel herself to whatever she might find around the corner.

    Soon she came upon what she realized was the makeshift medical room. Carefully she tread so as not to wake up Stefano as he slept, on one side of a mesh curtain, in the hospital bed surrounded by Lexie’s impressive collection of state-of-the-art medical equipment she had used to restore Stefano to much improved health and monitor Sami’s pregnancy.



    On the other side of the curtain she saw a cold, stainless steel table, an array of strange science instruments and experiments along with what appeared to her to be crude medieval torture devices. Surely this was Dr. Rolf’s domain, she thought. This was where they hurt E.J. She wondered if this would be the side of the curtain she would be on if she gave birth at Maison Blanche and tapped her hand on the table with quiet fear, until a voice behind her caused her to let out a yelp.

    “Shhhhhhhh. Sami, what are you screaming for? And what the hell are you doing here?” Lexie whispered.
  12. IMissAremid

    Episode 43

    By IMissAremid,

    AT MAISON BLANCHE:

    “Lexie… I… I needed to talk you before you let Rolf induce my labor,” Sami said. “I need your help to get out of here. My baby needs your help. And we can help each other!”

    “Sami, even if I wanted to help you, which I don’t, there’s absolutely no way…” Lexie said before Sami interrupted.



    “Oh, there is too a way. Right here,” Sami said pulling Stefano’s diary out of her pocket and showing it to Lexie. “This is our ticket out of here and back to our families in Salem. Once Tony sees this he’s not going to lift one finger to help Stefano and we’ll be free.”

    “What are you talking about?” Lexie said skeptically.

    “I found this in the attic. It’s Stefano’s diary. It has all his secrets. All his schemes inside its pages,” Sami said excitedly. “And the biggest one involves Tony.”



    “Sami, just what are you trying to accomplish intruding in an old man’s personal business?” Lexie asked.

    “But it’s business that concerns all of us, Lexie. It concerns your father and Tony and E.J. and my baby,” Sami said. “Oh, Lexie, I know you hate me and I don’t expect that to change. But if you care at all for E.J., the father of my child, your brother… well sort of your brother… but anyway, if you care for him at all you’ll…”

    “Sami, how dare you question me about my feelings for my family?” Lexie said.

    “I wasn’t. I just mean… I just don’t want my baby to be born in this awful place. I just want to get out of here. And you can help me Lexie. We can help each other,” Sami pleaded. “You just have to call Tony and tell him about this.”

    “Oh, so you think Tony is going to help you get out of here, Sami?” Sami said. “He hates you even more than I do.”



    “Well, after you show him the diary he’ll hate someone a hell of a lot more than he hates me,” Sami said. “He’ll hate Stefano for keeping the truth that E.J. is his son a secret from both of them all these years!”

    “What?” Lexie gasped and tried to make sense of what she just said. “You’re crazy. Sami, this has to be the most ridiculous lie you’ve ever told. And you’ve told some big ones.”

    “It’s true,” Sami said. “It’s all in here. I’m not making this up. Apparently E.J. is Tony and Anna’s son. I guess Anna was pregnant with him and thought she had a miscarriage after the boating accident, but Stefano paid off the doctors to lie. He was afraid his grandchild, the heir to the DiMera legacy, would hate him if he was raised by Tony and he couldn’t stand the idea of that so he hid him away from everyone all these years so he could groom him to lead the family just the way he wanted. I guess he was raised in London, not that far from Anna actually, which is so sad.”



    “That’s preposterous, Sami,” Lexie said. “I mean you’ve heard E.J. talk about growing up here at Maison Blanche. Are you saying E.J. is just making that stuff up?”

    “No, Lexie,” Sami said. “I’m saying someone else made up those memories for him. It says in here he was raised in London by some governess Mary Poppins-type woman named Wells. But Stefano gave him these other memories to think he was Elvis Junior when he was ready to send this latest and greatest pawn to work terrorizing Salem.”


    IN AN ALLEY OUTSIDE MYTHIC:

    Lucas walked over to a silver car parked in the alley behind Mythic Communications and put his hands on the glass to try to look inside the tinted passenger window and jumped back startled when the window rolled down.



    “Get in the car, Lucas,” Celeste commanded from the driver’s seat. “Hurry up before someone sees you!”

    Lucas shook his head, opened the door and got in the passenger seat.

    “So, Celeste, what’s so urgent you needed to see me right now,” Lucas huffed.

    “Well, it’s incomplete information, but the spirits tell me that you are the key to me finding my Alexandra



    “The spirits tell you I can help you find Lexie? That’s why you called me? What a freaking joke,” Lucas said rolling his eyes and putting his hand on the door handle. “I’m getting out of here. Maybe you can call up Miss Cleo and get her help unraveling your voodoo mystery.”

    “So you won’t help me find Lexie even if my tarot cards tell me she is alive and with your wife, Samantha?” Celeste said.

    “Sami?” Lucas said, as if saying her name caused him physical pain rather than just emotional pain. “But Lexie disappeared so long ago. Long before Sami ran off with E.J.”



    Celeste surveyed the anguish on his face and knew she couldn’t tell Lucas about the entire reading, that Sami and E.J. were together with Lexie. If he knew, he wouldn’t help her.

    “You really believe that?" Celeste asked. "After all the years Sami had spent fighting for you, trying to win your heart, trying just to get through one wedding ceremony, you think that once she finally got married she was just going to give it up on a whim and throw it all away for some affair?”
  13. IMissAremid

    Episode 44

    By IMissAremid,

    AT MAISON BLANCHE:

    “So why not just tell E.J. this?” Lexie said. “He has just as much reason to hate my father for this as Tony does.”

    “Because E.J. doesn’t remember,” Sami said. “You’ve seen the way he adores Stefano, thinks he can do no wrong. He won’t believe me. And even if he did, Rolf would just zap him again and make him forget everything I told him and I’d be even worse off.”

    Lexie paused to contemplate what Sami was telling her.



    “Is there stuff about me in there?” Lexie said. “Stuff about my mother?”

    “Not in this one,” Sami said handing her the diary so Lexie could thumb through the pages looking it over. “I mean in that trunk upstairs there’s a whole bunch of diaries and letters and pictures and all kinds of stuff about your mom and John and Hope and Steve all of Stefano’s victims over the years… but that’s not important. What needs to happen right now is you calling Tony and telling him about this so he can call this whole thing off and we can go home. He’ll confront Stefano totally outraged and after that my baby’s umbilical cord blood and your medical services will no longer be needed because we’ll all just leave the monster here to die.”

    Lexie looked up from the book, slammed it shut and glared.



    “Sami, don’t forget that monster you are referring to is still my father,” Lexie said.

    “But after all this, you can’t still care about him, can you?” Sami said. “I mean this diary just shows the world would be a much better place if he just died.”

    “The same can be said for you after all the horrible things you’ve done to people over the years, so get off your soapbox, Sami,” Lexie said clutching the diary with her arms. “I’m not calling Tony. My father’s health is too fragile right now to have anything upset him.”



    “But Lexie… you can’t. You can’t do this,” Sami said reaching out for the diary while Lexie held it just out of her grasp. “I know you hate me. But I never knew the hatred you had for E.J. And Tony?”


    IN AN ALLEY OUTSIDE MYTHIC:

    “You really believe that?” Celeste asked. “After all the years Sami had spent fighting for you, trying to win your heart, trying just to get through one wedding ceremony, you think that once she finally got married she was just going to give it up on a whim and throw it all away for some affair?”

    “It wasn’t just that Celeste,” Lucas said. “E.J. is the father of her child. Sami said so in her letter. That’s why she had been so secretive all that time.”



    “Well if she is carrying a DiMera child that would explain why the spirits say it is Stefano who holds her captive,” Celeste said.

    “Stefano? If that’s the case then they could be anywhere,” Lucas said. “I mean it’s been months since our honeymoon in New Orleans and that night in the mansion when...”

    “Did you say New Orleans? Mansion?” Celeste asked as her mind churned. “Of course…”

    “Yeah, I know. Pretty ridiculous they sent us to help fix up a mansion that was ravaged by Hurricane Katrina, right?” Lucas said with a chuckle. “I don’t know what that charity was thinking sending us to rehab that spooky old place, but…”

    “We have to go there. Now,” Celeste said.

    “Go where?”

    “Maison Blanche.”

    “Maison what?”



    “Maison Blanche. I don’t have time to explain that now. There will be time to fill you in on the plane,” Celeste said.

    “Well, I can’t just up and leave… I mean… I just got to work…” Lucas said.

    Celeste slid down her sunglasses with her index finger to eye Lucas skeptically and take in his disheveled visage.

    “Is that beer I smell on your breath?” Celeste asked. “Are you drunk?”



    “No, I’m not drunk. I may have had a beer, one beer, for lunch, but… but… but I think you’re the one who’s totally plastered if you think your spirits are going to lead us to Sami and Lexie,” Lucas said.

    “Well, there’s only one way to find out if the spirits are telling the truth,” Celeste said. “Come on. Let’s see if I’m right. If you love Sami, you will fight for her. What do you have to lose if I’m wrong?”

    “Nothing,” Lucas said flatly. “I have nothing to lose. OK. I’ll go with you. We’ll go back to the mansion. Just give me an hour.”

    “I’ll be back here in 30 minutes with our plane tickets,” Celeste said. “And don’t tell Tony where you’re going. For all we know he could be mixed up in this.”
  14. IMissAremid

    EPISODE 45

    By IMissAremid,

    Oops I forgot to post this on Friday. Well here's that installment.

    AT MAISON BLANCHE:

    “But Lexie… you can’t. You can’t do this,” Sami said reaching out for the diary while Lexie held it just out of her grasp. “I know you hate me. But I never knew the hatred you had for E.J. And Tony?”



    “This isn’t about my hatred for them,” Lexie said. “It’s about my love for my father. These past several months I’ve really gotten to know him. For the first time in our lives, I spent time with him and got to know him as my father. Not just as the great Stefano DiMera, but my dad, who was kept away from me when I was growing up when I could have used a father, even if he had all these flaws and eccentricities.”

    “Flaws and eccentricities? Pffft.” Sami scoffed while Lexie ignored her.

    “Sami, if he kept this a secret all these years, I’m sure he had a very good reason and I’m going to do everything I can to help him recover so that if he wants to reveal that secret, he will get that chance,” Lexie said.



    Sami was speechless. A single tear ran down her cheek as she contemplated her plan’s total failure.

    “Sorry Sami,” Lexie said. “You’ll have to look for help elsewhere.”

    Just then E.J. entered the room.



    “Lexie, Rolf said he needs Samantha upstairs to get things ready for the procedure so I’m going to take her back to the attic,” E.J. said stoically.

    Lexie nodded and walked toward Stefano’s bed pulling the curtain around them.



    “E.J., you’re not going to let them do this are you?” Sami said pounding his chest.

    “I’m sorry, Samantha,” he said dragging her into the hallway. “Truly sorry.”

    Defeated and resigned to her fate, Sami didn’t even bother struggling as E.J. linked arms with her to escort her out of the room. She didn’t cry either. There were no tears left.

    But as they walked past his old room toward the fireplace passageway suddenly E.J.’s demeanor changed.



    “Don’t worry, Samantha. There is no way in hell I’m letting Rolf get his hands on our baby,” he whispered.


    AT MYTHIC COMMUNICATIONS:

    Tony sat at his desk at Mythic Communications waiting for the call back from Dr. Rolf about his father’s condition and wondered if he was doing the right thing.



    He contemplated why he was so loyal to his father even when his family had a hand in costing him the love of every woman he ever cared about… Kristen, Renee… well then he realized that wasn’t quite right. He had messed up his relationship with Anna for the most part all on his own.

    He pulled a picture frame out of his desk of the two of them in happier times, but when he heard someone coming in his office he quickly shoved it back into the desk drawer.



    “Kate, my dear,” Tony said flirtatiously, getting out of his desk chair and walking over to Kate to kiss her hand. “To what do I owe the pleasure of this visit?”

    “Your charm is wasted on me, Tony,” Kate said brushing him off. “Not today. Not when I’m sick of holding this company together all by myself and I need you to pay a little bit more attention to Mythic Communications and a little less to whatever strange tasks you’re required to perform as a DiMera.”

    “Well, I’m sorry you feel I haven’t been attentive enough as your partner, Kate,” Tony said with a knowing smile hinting at all the ways he had been her partner. “But I thought you and Lucas were quite capable of running things day to day. Lucas is helping you run things, isn’t he? Because if he’s not then he can be easily replaced by…”

    Kate sighed.



    “Yes, Lucas is helping me just fine,” Kate lied. “It’s just… just… well I miss spending time with you. You’ve been so distant lately.”

    Tony knew it was true. Even as he carried on an affair with Kate, his heart still belonged to Anna. But Anna only wanted to be with Roman, or so he thought. Tony tried to put thoughts of his ex-wife out of his mind and snapped back from his daydreaming.

    “Well, I know a way that we could be close again,” Tony whispered, pulling Kate in for a long, slow, passionate kiss.



    With one seasoned pro swipe of her arm, Kate slid all of the contents of Tony’s desk onto the floor. He picked her up and put her on the desk while she began to remove her suit blazer when they were rudely interrupted by someone who failed to see the importance of knocking.



    “Mom, I need to speak to you…” Lucas said before stopping when he looked up to see his mother and Tony DiMera about to have sex. “Oh God, can’t you guys keep in your pants until after work?”
  15. IMissAremid

    Episode 46

    By IMissAremid,

    AT MAISON BLANCHE:

    Lexie walked over to Stefano sleeping in his hospital bed and grabbed his hand.

    To her surprise, Stefano clutched her hand back and opened his eyes.



    “I heard you just then, Alexandra,” Stefano said. “And I just want you to know that I appreciate all the sacrifices you have made for the family.”

    “Oh, Father,” Lexie said uncomfortably. “You should get your rest and not worry about Sami.”

    “But I need to tell you something, Alexandra,” Stefano insisted. “Something very important.”

    “Well, what is it?” Lexie asked curiously.

    “I need you to know I’ve decided about my inheritance,” Stefano said.



    “Oh you shouldn’t be worrying about that,” Lexie said. “You’re not going to die yet. We’re going to have you back to normal in no time.”

    “Maybe so, Alexandra,” Stefano said. “But this experience has been quite humbling for me. And it’s taught me a lot about my children.”

    “How so?” Lexie asked.

    “It’s taught me that you are the only child that I can count on,” Stefano said to Lexie’s surprise.

    “But Father… what do you mean?” Lexie asked. “I haven’t always been the most dutiful DiMera.”



    “No, Alexandra, you haven’t,” Stefano said. “That’s why your loyalty to me now, when I’m most vulnerable, means so much to me. You are willing to protect this family’s secrets for my welfare. And that means I can trust you, and only you, to carry on the DiMera legacy.”

    AT MYTHIC COMMUNICATIONS:

    “Mom, I need to speak to you…” Lucas said before stopping when he looked up to see his mother and Tony DiMera about to have sex. “Oh God, can’t you guys keep in your pants until after work?”

    Lucas turned away as Kate and Tony both strived to smooth out their rumpled suits.

    “Can’t you learn to knock before entering someone else’s office, Lucas?” Tony said huffily.

    “I’ll be right back, Tony,” Kate said while she walked with Lucas out to the hallway with equal embarrassment and exasperation at her son’s interruption.



    “So just what was so damn important you came barging in there, Lucas?” Kate asked angrily.

    “Keep your voice down. I don’t want him to hear you,” Lucas said.

    “Who?” Kate asked.

    “Tony,” Lucas said.

    Kate laughed. Yet Tony did hear them because his ear was pressed against the door.

    “Lucas, you are acting ridiculous.” Kate said. “Is this a drinking thing?”



    “No, Mom. It’s not a drinking thing.” Lucas said defensively. “It’s about Sami.”

    “Sami?” Kate said rolling her eyes. “Well, then it is a drinking thing except I’m going to be the one in the drunken stupor.”

    “Could you just save your wise cracks for five seconds so I can explain?” Lucas asked. “I just wanted to tell you that I’m going to be gone for a couple days so I can search for her and I wanted to know if you could cover for me.”

    “Cover for you? So you can go on some wild bimbo chase?” Kate said. “Lucas, I know you still have a lot of feelings for that heartless wench and I’m sure the alcohol stirs those feelings up, but I don’t know what you think you’re going to accomplish pretending that she’s out there just waiting for you to rescue her.”

    “I’m not pretending,” Lucas insisted. “She could really need me to rescue her.”



    “Rescue you from whom?” Kate asked dismissively.

    “Stefano DiMera.” Lucas said flatly.

    “Stefano?” Kate scoffed. “Where did you get that idea.”

    “It’s not important,” Lucas said.

    “Actually it is important, Lucas,” Kate said. “I know your work attendance hasn’t been so great lately but in case you haven’t noticed, we’re in business with the DiMeras.”

    “Oh, believe me, I’ve noticed,” Lucas sighed. “Look, the truth is, if you must know, I’m going back to New Orleans. I think Sami’s there or at least I think I can find some kind of clue of where she is by going back to that old mansion we were at on her honeymoon the night she disappeared.”

    Tony heard this news and beads of sweat began to form around his neck. All his plans would be ruined if Lucas returned to Maison Blanche. Tony would have to go to New Orleans and stop Lucas from exposing the truth. Unless Kate was able to help him once again and convince Lucas that going to New Orleans was a bad idea.

    “But Lucas, you know as well as I do that there’s nothing there,” Kate said throwing her hands in the air in frustration. “We looked over every nook and cranny of that place and there was nothing. Not one shred of evidence that anything Sami said in her letter about wanting to be with E.J. wasn’t true. But… I guess the sooner you realize that the sooner you can move on with your life.”



    “Damn,” Tony whispered to himself. He walked over to the phone to put in a call to get the Mythic jet ready for a flight to New Orleans.

    “You’re right, Mom,” Lucas said. “I do need this to move on with my life. One way or another. Thanks for understanding.”



    Kate watched as Lucas got in the elevator to head toward New Orleans and kicked the air in frustration about the hold that Sami still held over Lucas’s heart. Seeking to forget her frustrations she walked back into Tony’s office hoping they could pick up where they left off, but when she walked back into his office she saw Tony with her back to her and heard him on the phone lining up a flight to New Orleans on the Mythic jet. Tony slammed down the phone unaware that Kate was listening.

    “Just what business in New Orleans does Mythic have, Tony?” Kate asked to Tony’s surprise.
  16. IMissAremid

    Episode 47

    By IMissAremid,

    AT MYTHIC COMMUNICATIONS:



    “Oh, hi Lucas,” Anna said politely, but uncomfortably as she stepped onto the Mythic elevator and recognized her rather pathetic ex-son-in-law of just a couple of months. “It’s so nice to see you.”



    “Uhhh, hi Anna,” Lucas said gruffly as he moved to step off the elevator. “Sorry I don’t have much time to talk, but I’m in kind of a hurry.”

    Anna nodded but when the elevator door closed she shook her head and thought he almost looked and sounded like he’d been drinking. She was so glad her daughter, Carrie, was no longer married to that particular spawn of Kate Roberts.

    But she quickly shook away thoughts about him and her children as she opened up the palm of her hand and looked at the large, glittering rock Roman had used to propose marriage at their date at Chez Rouge. It was a beautiful ring, she thought, but before she could agree to start a new life with Roman she had to know whether her old one with Tony was really over.

    She walked up to the executive floor and when darted past the receptionist toward Tony’s office when she wasn’t looking. Not only was Anna too impatient to wait, but a part of her was afraid Tony would tell the receptionist that he didn’t want to see Anna and she just wouldn’t stand for that.



    Anna crept down the hallway and discovered Tony’s office door wide open, but when she noticed Kate Roberts was inside and talking to Tony she decided to linger outside the door and listen before making her presence known.

    AT MAISON BLANCHE:

    “No, Alexandra, you haven’t,” Stefano said. “That’s why your loyalty to me now, when I’m most vulnerable, means so much to me. You are willing to protect this family’s secrets for my welfare. And that means I can trust you, and only you, to carry on the DiMera legacy.”

    “Me?” Lexie asked taken aback. “Are you sure you couldn’t use some more rest? Maybe I should leave you alone so you can get some shut eye.”

    Lexie started to walk out but Stefano grabbed her hand.



    “I mean this Alexandra,” Stefano said. “I’ve made a decision. I admit I had wanted E.J. to produce this family’s heir with Samantha as my ultimate revenge on the Brady family, but I’ve realized now that it will never work. E.J. will never put this family first, before the woman that he loves, even if we wipe away all memories he has of loving her he will just fall in love with her over again. But you, Alexandra, of your own free will, you demonstrated loyalty to me just now when I have been such a poor father to you. You have cared for me all these months even as you have been kept from your husband and from your son, yet you haven’t held that against me. I know I wasn’t there for you when you grew up, and even if that was no choice of mine but that of your mother, I still regret that.”

    “Father, you need to calm down…” Lexie said pushing him back as he tried to sit up the hospital bed before Stefano interrupted her.

    “No, I will not calm down,” Stefano said. “Until I know that you are willing to accept what I am offering to you, the chance for your son, Theo, to carry on the DiMera family legacy.”



    “What do you mean?” Lexie asked.

    “Just what I said,” Stefano explained. “I want Theo to inherit all this family’s wealth and all this family’s power. That is if his mother is willing to accept it on his behalf.”

    “Father,” Lexie said in shock. “I would be willing to accept whatever gift you wanted to provide Theo but are you sure this is what you really want? I mean what about Tony… and E.J.?”



    “Well as you now know from Samantha,” Stefano said. “Tony is E.J.’s son. And if Samantha breathes a word of this to either of them, I know I will have lost both of them forever. And I am prepared for that, as long as I can trust that you will teach your son what it means to be a DiMera.”

    Lexie contemplated what Stefano had told her. She knew that the DiMera name was both a blessing and a curse, but as she contemplated the wealth and power that would be hers and hers alone if she accepted she couldn’t resist.

    “Well, I just want you to know Father, that both I and Theo accept,” Lexie said, “whatever it is that you want to leave for us.”


  17. IMissAremid

    Episode 32

    By IMissAremid,

    ON THE FIRST FLOOR OF MAISON BLANCHE:

    "Lucas, we don't have time for this," Roman said furiously. "Marlena needs to get back to Salem NOW."

    Tony sensed he wasn't quite as lucky as he thought, although he knew deep down it's really up to a man to make his own luck.

    "Lucas wants to keep the search going... as do I," Tony volunteered. "I think I have a solution for us."

    "You?" Marlena scoffed.

    "Yes. Me," Tony smiled. "I say you two head back to Salem on John Black's plane while Kate and Lucas can continue the search and we can all head back to Salem on the Mythic company jet that I took here to New Orleans."

    "You're using the Mythic jet already?" Lucas sneered.

    "Lucas, we are very fortunate that Tony used that jet and joined us here so that we can continue the search," Kate scolded.

    "Now I'm not so sure about...." Roman said before Marlena interrupted.

    "Roman, you can stay too if you want," Marlena assured him. "But I have to get back to Salem."

    "I know you do, Doc," Roman whispered hugging her warmly with one arm while opening the door with his free hand. "Let's go."

    The two left and Tony's grin grew.

    Tony and Kate shared conspiratorial glances as they followed Lucas around the house, occasionally picking up objects to look busy but mostly just waiting for Lucas to give up the search. The way he always gave up at everything.

    Yet this time Lucas seemed intent as he went about the house, running his hand along walls, opening cabinets and drawers and closets throughout the first two floors of the house. Something about seeing Marlena learn that perhaps she was about to lose the love of her life made Lucas cling that much tighter to the faint hope he could be reunited with Sami.

    Still, even noticing that intensity, Tony chaperoned Lucas's search throughout the house with total nonchalance. That is until sweat beads began gathering around his neck and his pulse raced when he saw Lucas start walking up the stairs to the attic.



    IN THE ATTIC OF MAISON BLANCHE:

    "You... LIKE... me?" Sami laughed.

    "That's funny, is it?" E.J. said, his ego bruised. "Well it's true. I... I... don't know what it is about you. But I want to help you. And I think I can if you stay here."

    Sami considered his words with not just her brain, but also her eyes and mouth, before responding several seconds later.

    "E.J., I was pretending to be asleep before," Sami revealed. "I heard Tony say that he wants me to go into surgery NOW. That he needs to take this baby from me to stop your father from dying."

    "Well, that's not true," E.J. said. "That's just Rolf's impatience. Father can wait until your child is born naturally. And I am NOT letting Tony take your child. Neither is Lexie."

    "Ha! Lexie?" Sami said throwing her hands in the air.

    "Lexie hates me, E.J. After everything I've put her through over the years with Brandon and her cancer screening and my sister and losing her job at the hospital..." Sami said ticking off her litany of crimes against his sister before stopping when she looked up and noticed E.J.'s confusion. "Just suffice it to say, there's no way she would stick her neck out for ME. She hates me."

    "Well she doesn't hate me," E.J. said.

    Sami was once again reminded of how much E.J.'s lack of a memory of the last year colored his outlook on things with much more optimism than the situation should have allowed.

    "And she wouldn't let her brother's child be killed. If everything is as you say and I've had my memory erased... if everyone is just lying to me as you say then Lexie knows that this child is mine and wouldn't let anything happen to it. Right?"

    But before Sami could answer E.J. and Sami heard voices outside the door. E.J. instinctively wrapped his arms around Sami. E.J. covered her mouth but this time Sami didn't bite it or try to speak. Nor did she struggle.

    She realized she would have to show Tony the diary to make this madness stop if it ever was to stop. She would have to pray that Tony's outrage that Stefano had kept the fact that E.J. was his son a secret all these years would be enough to protect her baby.

    E.J. shuffled toward the door along with Sami in his arms so that he could lean against the locked door and block it should anyone try to break it down. The two of them could hear everything the voices in the stairway were saying.


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  18. IMissAremid

    Episode 49

    By IMissAremid,

    AT MAISON BLANCHE:

    “What’d you do to him?” Sami asked nervously.

    “He’s just sleeping and will be for a couple hours. Don’t worry. I just made him a nice, relaxing cup of tea before I went back and got you,” E.J. said smiling.



    “From your nanny’s recipe?” Sami asked

    “No, my pharmacist’s,” E.J. said. “Come on. We need to get upstairs where we can talk and plan how we’re going to get you the hell out of here.”

    E.J. shut the door of the attic behind them and locked it and Sami nearly suffocated him with her tight embrace.



    “E.J., I’m so glad you got your memory back,” Sami said pulling back from the hug to look up at him and clutch his face with her right hand. “When did you start to remember everything?”

    “Well, Samantha,” E.J. said pulling her hand off his face. “The thing is I don’t remember everything. I started to remember after the night we spent together…”

    “Really?” Sami said excitedly before confusion set in. “But if you’ve had your memory back since then why have you acted this way?”



    “I’ve acted this way because Samantha I remembered the night our child was conceived and I haven’t wanted to try to remember anything else,” E.J. said. “I just didn’t want to remember hurting you the way I did, the night I… I… I forced you to have sex with me to save Lucas’s life… and I didn’t know how to tell you. I didn’t understand how you couldn’t hate me when I’ve so hated myself.”

    E.J. went and sat on the bed and sighed and held his face with his hands.

    “E.J., I did hate you for a long time,” Sami said sitting down next to him and grabbing his hand. “But you’ve proven to me both before you lost your memory and now that you do care about me and this baby. I know it doesn’t make a lot of sense. I can’t really understand it either, but I just know that I need you.”

    Sami stood up and started pacing.



    “I also know, E.J., that a lot of the things you did that hurt me were because of your family, just like the things I did that hurt you were because of mine,” Sami said.

    E.J. stood up behind her and pulled her back into his gaze.

    “Whatever you may have done to me, I’m sure I deserved it,” E.J. said.

    “Well kind of,” Sami said laughing.

    “And I’m sure whatever it was you did to me, it couldn’t have been that bad anyway,” E.J. said smiling.

    Sami laughed nervously as she remembered standing over E.J. as he was doused in gasoline and she held a lit match.



    “The thing is now that I’ve told you the truth I think I can go to my father and tell him that I’ve started to get my memory back,” E.J. said. “That I now know that he erased my memory to help me forget that night I raped you, but that you’ve forgiven me so everything is all right now. I can reason with him and we’ll just wait until the baby is born and then we’ll do the transfusion.”

    “No,” Sami said. “E.J., you can’t go to your father. And I’m not letting our baby help him. He’s kept us trapped here all these months, me by his DiMera goons, and you trapped by your memory loss so we could be pawns on his chessboard for him to do with what he wishes. What we have to do is find a way to get to Tony.”

    “Tony?” E.J. scoffed.



    “Yes, Tony. Your real father,” Sami said.

    AT THE BRADY PUB:

    “Doc, you’re finally here,” Roman said getting out of the booth at the Brady Pub to hug Marlena.



    “Yes, Roman, I’m here,” Marlena said. “Although I wasn’t expecting you to greet me so warmly after you stormed out of Chez Rouge.”

    “I’m sorry about that,” Roman said. “I’m sorry about everything and not explaining myself over the phone…”

    “Oh, don’t worry about it Roman,” Marlena said. “Just tell me what is so urgent that you had to see me again. Did you hear from Anna again?”

    “Well, I did get a call from Anna,” Roman said. “But not about my proposal. About Sami.”



    “Sami,” Marlena said grabbing Roman’s hand as tears filled her eyes.

    Just then John cleared his throat as he stood over them and Marlena quickly let go of Roman’s hand.

    “It took me a while, but I finally found a parking space, Doc,” John said as he sat down in the booth next to them. “Hi, Roman.”

    “Hi, John,” Roman said. “I was just telling Marlena about some news we got about Sami’s whereabouts. Anna overheard something about Sami when she was outside Tony DiMera’s office earlier.”



    “What the hell was she doing at Tony DiMera’s office?” John asked, before Marlena kicked his leg with her heel to let him know that it wasn’t a very tactful thing to say. “I mean… what did Anna find out?”

    Before Roman could answer Anna walked into the pub.



    “Well, it looks like Anna is here so she can tell you herself,” Roman said.
  19. IMissAremid

    Episode 50

    By IMissAremid,

    AT THE BRADY PUB:

    “Roman,” Anna said kissing him on the cheek and sitting down in the booth next to him. “Hi Marlena and John. It’s so nice to see you.”

    “Yes, it is, Anna, but if you don’t mind I’d like it if we could save the pleasantries for a later time and you tell us what you know about where our daughter is,” Marlena said.



    “Of course. Umm... well... now I only heard bits and pieces, but I was outside Tony’s office…” Anna said before self-consciously pausing as she looked at Roman.

    “Go on,” Roman said nodding.

    “Anyway, I heard Tony say that Sami was being held captive in New Orleans,” Anna said.

    “New Orleans?” Marlena asked.



    “Just like Maison Blanche,” John said.

    “Oh, I can’t believe I didn’t think of it when we were there before,” Marlena said with astonishment. “John, you were in that coma and we were searching for Sami at this old mansion there, but we stopped because Belle called and said you were in trouble so we raced back to see you. I wonder if Sami’s been at that place this whole time. Oh, I feel so guilty.”

    “I’m going to go call my pilot right now and get my jet fired up so we can head to New Orleans,” John said as he got out of the booth to make the call.



    “It’s not your fault, Doc,” Roman said comforting Marlena. “If she’s there, we’ll find her and we’ll bring her home.”

    "Roman, if it's all right, I'd like to go with you and help you search," Anna said.

    "But what about fashion week?" Roman asked. "You have that business trip."



    "This business is more important," Anna said smiling.

    John closed his flipphone shut and informed them that his jet would be ready by the time they got to the airstrip outside of Salem. The group was just about to walk out of the pub when a familiar face stopped them in their tracks.



    “If the four of you are headed to New Orleans then I’m coming with you,” Kate Roberts said.

    AT MAISON BLANCHE:

    Tony walked up to the front door of Maison Blanche to find Bart ostensibly on guard out front but in reality guarding nothing except his private thoughts as he was totally engrossed by the nondescript glossy men’s magazine in his hands and the pictures of the Brazilian centerfold inside.

    “Bart, doing a bang up job as always I see,” Tony said startling Bart.



    Bart shoved the magazine behind his chair.

    “Sorry boss,” Bart said nervously. “I was just…”

    “Save your excuses,” Tony said tersely as he opened up the front door not giving Bart another look, walked inside and slammed the door shut. “I’m not in the mood.”



    Tony sighed as he entered, then frowned as he noticed the figure passed out on the couch. He walked over to the couch to find Rolf slumped over and started smacking his face around trying to see if he was conscious. Slowly, Rolf began to lift his head and awaken.

    “What is going on here?” Tony said.



    “Huh? I don't know what's going on. I’m sorry,” Rolf said. “I don’t know what came over me. I just needed to take a little nap and I…”

    “Where’s Sami?” Tony asked.

    “Oh, she’s upstairs with E.J., sir,” Rolf said.

    “Good,” Tony said. “We need to make sure she stays out of sight because we’re going to be having a visitor here very shortly.”



    “Who is coming?” Rolf asked.

    “The half-wit Lucas Roberts is coming for his precious Sami. Finally. I guess after all these months of trying to numb the pain of life without her with booze he decided to try looking for her again because he’d rather endure the pain of life with her sober,” Tony said. “We can’t let that happen. We have to…”

    But a rumbling car engine outside the mansion stopped Tony from finishing.

    “Damn. He's already here,” Tony said running over to the front door. “Bart, get the hell out of here. And don’t let them see you.”

    “Sure thing, boss,” Bart said running away in the direction of some woods behind the mansion.

    Tony shut the door and sighed.

    “What do you want to do, sir?” Rolf asked.



    “Get in the fireplace,” Tony said. “We’re just going to have to wait this out and hope that Lucas gives up on his search for Sami just as quickly as last time. I hope that worthless brother of mine can keep Sami occupied up in the attic until he leaves.”

    “What if Lucas finds them?” Rolf asked.



    “Then we’ll just have to hold him captive, too, until my father’s blood transfusion can go through,” Tony said. “I’m not going to let anything or anyone stand in the way of my father’s health being restored. He’s all I have left.”
  20. IMissAremid

    Episode 51

    By IMissAremid,

    AT MAISON BLANCHE IN THE ATTIC:

    “Tony?” E.J. said in shock. “My father?”



    “Listen, E.J., I am so sorry that I’ve been keeping a secret from you, too, these months,” Sami said. “I found Stefano’s diary and I found out that you are Tony’s son. I was afraid to tell you before because you didn’t have your memory and I didn’t know if I could trust you to tell you. I wanted to tell you so many times.”

    “What exactly did you think you find that you wanted to tell me?” E.J. asked.

    “All your memories of life as Elvis Jr. are memories planted their by Stefano so he could use you to get his revenge on all his enemies in Salem and so he could mold you into the perfect DiMera heir,” Sami said. “I guess when you were born to Tony and Anna,”



    “Anna DiMera is my mother?” E.J. said as his eyes widened.

    “Yes, E.J. I guess Stefano and Tony weren’t getting along very well back when you were born and Stefano was worried that Tony would keep you, his grandson, away from him and so he came up with this big scheme to tell Tony and Anna that their baby died when Anna was taken to the hospital thinking she miscarried,” Sami said.

    “That’s impossible,” E.J. said gasping as he contemplated the fact of having seen the ruthlessness of Stefano DiMera up close, it was possible.

    “E.J. I’m so sorry,” Sami said hugging him and crying. “I know what it’s like to have Stefano keep your parents away from you when you’re growing up and I guess that’s why I’ve grown to feel so close to you all these months here.”

    E.J.’s sorrow turned to rage.



    “I’m going to kill him,” E.J. said. “I’m going to kill Stefano.”

    “No, E.J.,” Sami said grabbing his hand. “You can’t. That won’t solve anything. And if you try and fail we could end up killed. We have to find another way. I think if we went to Tony and told him about this he would side with us. Against Stefano. And against Lexie...”

    “Against Lexie?” E.J. asked, his eyebrow raised.

    “Yeah,” Sami said. “Unfortunately she has the diary now.”

    “You showed Lexie the diary and she still sided with Stefano?” E.J. asked in disbelief. “So nobody in my family loves me, eh?”

    “I’m sorry, again, E.J.,” Sami said hugging him tightly and then looking up at him. “I love you. And our baby will, too.”



    “You’re amazing,” E.J. said sighing and kissing her on the forehead. “You know that? Well, before anybody finds Rolf I guess we should head downstairs so I can call Tony.”

    But before he let go of her, the attic door swung open.



    “Just what the hell is going on here?!” Lucas demanded to know.

    AT MAISON BLANCHE DOWNSTAIRS:

    “It sounds like Lucas went upstairs,” Tony said as he, Lexie and Rolf huddled inside the fireplace passageway. “We should check on things to see if he’s out there.”

    “I’ll go,” Lexie said.



    Tony eyed her suspiciously.

    “Don’t worry,” Lexie assured him. “I don’t want Lucas to find Sami any more than you do.”

    “All right,” Tony said as he and Rolf headed back toward the medical room. “I’m going to go check on Father.”

    Lexie nodded and walked out into the large front room of the mansion. She walked up a few stairs but didn’t hear anything coming from upstairs so she started to walk back toward the fireplace to report back to Tony, when she heard the kitchen door open behind her.



    “Alexandra, is it you?” Celeste asked.

    “Mom?” Lexie asked turning around to face her with tears beginning to well in her eyes.

    “Alexandra, I found you,” Celeste said walking over to give Lexie a warm hug. “I knew you were alive. The spirits brought you back to me. And now I need to bring you back home to Salem to be with Abe and Theo.”

    “Oh, Mom,” Lexie said pulling back. “I can’t go yet.”

    “What do you mean?” Celeste asked. “This is the perfect time to escape. My car’s out front and no one’s around. Let’s go.”

    “No, Mom,” Lexie said stopping her mother. “I need to stay here and take care of my father.”



    “But he had you kidnapped and kept away from your family all these months, didn’t he?” Celeste asked incredulously. “How can you have any loyalty to him after all this?”

    “It’s complicated, Mom,” Lexie insisted. “These months have been very interesting for me and I’ve gotten to know Stefano DiMera, the man, as I’ve cared for him and seen him vulnerable. He’s not just the monster you and everyone else made him out to be.”

    “No, Alexandra,” Celeste said. “Apparently he’s worse because he’s somehow brainwashed you into feeling so sorry for him that you would leave behind a husband and small child who need you just so you can play nurse maid to some dying old man.”

    “But don’t you see, Mom?” Lexie asked. “I’m doing this for Theo. Father told me that he’s leaving everything to Theo when he dies. He wants Theo to inherit the DiMera legacy.”

    Celeste laughed.



    “If Stefano dies – and you know darling that is a very big if when it comes to The Phoenix – if Stefano dies he’s leaving nothing behind,” Celeste said. “Nothing but pain and sorrow and regret.”

    But before Lexie could give a rebuttal, Tony and Rolf came out of the fireplace passageway.

    “Celeste, darling,” Tony said. “What a nice surprise. Did you get a little homesick for the years you spent here as my Father’s mistress?”

    “I came here for my daughter,” Celeste said indignantly.

    “And she’s leaving without her,” Lexie said just as indignantly.

    “Well, I’m not so sure that Celeste leaving is a good idea right now,” Tony said smiling. “It sounds like Celeste’s psychic friend, Lucas, paid a visit to our friends in the attic. I need Rolf and you to head upstairs to keep an eye on them. Meanwhile, I think our father would enjoy the company of your mother if she could stay and visit with him a while.”



    “But Tony…” Lexie said before Tony interrupted.

    “You know it’s what Father would want,” Tony said as he ushered Celeste into the fireplace passageway and watched as Lexie turned around to walk up the stairs with Rolf toward the attic.
  21. IMissAremid

    Episode 52

    By IMissAremid,

    IN THE MAISON BLANCHE ATTIC:

    “Lucas!” Sami said as she saw her husband standing in the open doorway.

    “Sami?” Lucas said, his face a snarl of confusion as he saw the embrace E.J. and Sami shared. “What the hell is going on? What the hell did you to do to my wife, huh?”



    Lucas rushed to come between them and started pushing E.J. back repeatedly in a display of insecure machismo.

    “You wanna go?” Lucas asked. “Let’s have this out once and for all.”

    E.J. chose to let Lucas get out his aggression and did not push him back, much as a dog being pestered by a fly might not care enough to bother to swat his tail at it.

    “I thought you might have kidnapped her to keep her away for me, to keep her all to yourself, but you didn’t, did you?” Lucas accused. “So arrogant and stupid that you just kept her locked up here in this house. Just like your sick old man kept Sami’s mother locked up in Maison Blanche all those years ago. Well I’m not gonna let you do that any more. My wife and I are going back to Salem and you are NEVER going to come between us again.”

    “I have no idea what you’re talking about,” E.J. said matter of factly as he winced, not from the force of Lucas’s shoves but because of the unpleasant odor that emanated from Lucas’s breath as he shouted in E.J.’s face. “Honestly, I have no idea who you even…”



    “Oh just stop it with your lies and your mind games,” Lucas interrupted. “You made her help you escape the police when they were trying to arrest you for shooting John Black and then you tortured and tormented her all these months that you threatened to say she was your accomplice. You ruined our wedding. You ruined our honeymoon.”

    Lucas paused for a moment as let the rage in his heart wash over his entire body.

    “And that’s not to mention how YOU RAPED HER that night when she let you have sex with her just so she could get your help saving my life! Well that’s two mistakes too many, buddy, because I’m about to take yours.”

    It was then that Lucas slammed E.J. against the wall of the attic with such force that a nearby large framed picture of Stefano DiMera came crashing down and shattered splattering shards of glass everywhere.



    “Stop it, Lucas!” Sami demanded through her crying.

    “No, Sami,” Lucas said shouting at her but staring at E.J. “Because this is never going to stop until one of us is dead! And it’s not gonna be me!”

    Lucas thrust his hands around E.J. in an attempt to choke him, but E.J. was much too strong for him and quickly pulled them off his neck and shoved him backward so he tripped and fell over a bench crashing into a stack of boxes.

    E.J. looked over at Sami who was in a crying heap on the floor sitting leaned against the side of the bed with her face buried in her hands. His heart broke. The more he learned about his past the more pain he learned he had caused Sami. In this case, he learned of the way he had doomed her marriage. Fuzzy memories of times that he tormented her began to seep in his consciousness and E.J. was filled with shame for all the things that he didn’t even remember well enough to ask for her forgiveness about, yet she had forgiven him anyway. His family had tortured her and her family for decades, he had done many bad things to them himself, and yet Sami still cared enough about him to want to help him.



    Sami looked up just then and she and E.J. locked eyes. As if Sami had cast some spell over him pulling him toward her, he ambled toward her with a lone tear streaming down his face mouthing “Samantha, I’m so sorry…”

    But before E.J. could get to her Lucas jumped on his back from behind and pushed E.J. down to fall face forward on the ground.

    The left side of E.J.’s face was suddenly filled with a strange warm sensation and as he pushed himself up to sit on his knees and wiped the oozing liquid from his temple with his left hand before holding it in front of his eyes. He watched as red streams poured out from between his fingers and across the creases of his palm and groaned as the tiny cuts on his face and arm burned with pain.

    Lucas stopped for a moment and turned his head as the sight of blood had always made him somewhat squeamish.



    Then Lucas gulped and shut his eyes as he started to make a move at rushing E.J. again for another confrontation but was halted by the sound of someone bursting in the attic door behind them.

    “I don’t know what is going on up here, but you are all in big, big trouble,” Rolf said.

    ON JOHN BLACK'S JET:

    John emerged from the cockpit to tell the group that he just spoke with his pilot and his jet was finally ready to take off for New Orleans.

    John settled in to his seat next to Marlena and put his arm around her as she held her head in her hands and sighed.



    “It’ll be all right, Doc,” John said. “We’ll get through this together, just like we always do. Just like we did the last time we went to Maison Blanche.”

    “Well hopefully we don’t have so quite a close call this time,” Marlena said wistfully. “I’ve always hated the fact that we never were able to fully resolve the secrets of your past because the mansion burned down. Not that I wanted to Stefano to rebuild it, of course.”

    “Of course,” John laughed. “I wanted to find out the clues to my past too, but it’s just something I’ll have to live without ever knowing. If I still worried about that I’d drive myself crazy with the wondering.”

    Marlena shook her head and looked out the window.



    “I just can’t believe this whole cycle is happening again with the DiMeras and our family. Poor Sami. She was there right under our noses and we missed her,” Marlena said in frustration. “I just can’t imagine what it must have been like for Sami there. I mean it was bad enough when Stefano held us prisoner at Maison Blanche, John, but to be locked up and pregnant? I just feel so guilty I didn’t…”

    “Shhhh, Doc,” John said. “Don’t blame yourself. You had no idea what was happening.”



    “No, I didn’t. You’re right,” Marlena said nodding, as her voice changed to an angry whisper. “But Kate did. I can’t believe you agreed to let her come with us.”
  22. IMissAremid

    Episode 53

    By IMissAremid,

    IN THE ATTIC AT MAISON BLANCHE:

    “I don’t know what is going on up here, but you are all in big, big trouble,” Rolf said.

    Rolf stood with a gun drawn and pointed in the direction of Sami and Lucas, while E.J. moved to block his aim at Sami.



    “Rolf, I don’t think that is necessary,” E.J. said walking toward Rolf with his uninjured hand outstretched to block the gun.

    “Don’t take another step, Elvis,” Rolf said as Lexie stepped into the room behind him.

    “E.J., what the hell happened here?” Lexie asked as she surveyed the mess of the room and noticed the blood dripping from E.J.’s temple. “Rolf, I do think the gun is a bit much.”

    Rolf put the gun down and moved back toward the door to stand guard. Sami gingerly walked over toward the bathroom to pick up a towel and placed it against E.J.’s head to help stop the bleeding. E.J. smiled a pained smile in appreciation.

    “Lexie?” asked Lucas, who was shocked to see her enter the room. “You’re not dead?”

    “Thanks for noticing,” Lexie said with a laugh.

    “Hey, Sami,” Lucas yelled remember his reason for coming to Maison Blanche. “What are you doing? That jerk got us locked up here and you’re helping him?”



    “Lucas, just shut up and calm down for a second,” Sami said. “You don’t know the truth.”

    “The truth?” Lexie scoffed as she walked over to examine EJ’s wounds and pulled out some bandages and peroxide from a mirrored bathroom cabinet. “As if you know anything about the truth.”

    “What’s she talking about Sami?” Lucas asked with a skeptical eyebrow raised.

    “I have no idea,” Sami said defensively.

    “Lucas, the truth, which Sami kept from you before you married her, is that she is carrying the child of my brother, E.J.,” Lexie said as she dressed E.J. wounds.



    “It is?” Lucas asked as he looked in the eyes of both E.J. and Sami to confirm it. “But I thought that note was a fake because you didn’t run off with E.J. Or did you? Sami?”

    Lexie laughed.




    “No, Sami didn’t run off with E.J.,” Lexie said. “She’s been here the whole time. She agreed she would give the umbilical cord blood from her pregnancy to save my father, because she so loved E.J. that she was willing to do anything for him.”

    E.J. stared at Lexie confused as his understanding of how Sami came to Maison Blanche was still hazy.

    “That’s not true and you know it,” Sami said through gritted teeth.

    “So you don’t love me?” E.J. asked.

    “No, I do love you, E.J., but…” Sami said before Lucas exploded.

    “You love him? You LOVE him? That son of a bitch RAPED you and you love him?” asked a volcanic Lucas. “Or were you lying about that, too? Damn, Sami, this is unbelievable! Here I come to New Orleans to try and rescue you and this whole time you’ve been playing house with your rapist so the baby that you had let me think was mine can be the magical cure to save spawn of Satan’s father.”

    Sami started crying hysterically.



    “That’s not what happened! Lexie is lying!” Sami screamed. “You’ve just got it all mixed up. Yes, E.J. did rape me but I’ve fallen in love with him. Maybe I always loved him but I tried to give things another shot with you Lucas for Will’s sake, but when I heard the awful things you said about me to your mother and realized the way you had given up on me I…”

    “You heard that?” Lucas said with a sigh.

    “Yeah, I heard,” Sami said sniffling. “And since then being here I’ve done a lot of thinking about things. And E.J. has really been here for me. He’s shown that he truly loves me. And I learned he is just a much a victim of Stefano DiMera as I am.”

    “Oh, here we go, more Sami Brady lies on the way,” Lexie said rolling her eyes in an attempt to discredit Sami’s story.



    “Him? A victim?” Lucas said sarcastically. “The man who shot John Black, who drove Steve crazy, oh and the one who last time I checked… you claimed RAPED you… although now that I think about it maybe you’ve been lying the whole time about THAT, too.”

    “Oh just shut up, you pathetic twerp,” E.J. yelled. “You don’t know anything about Samantha or me.”

    “The truth is Lucas that I was taken prisoner here and E.J. tried to help me escape, but they erased his memory to punish him,” Sami said. “But then I found out that you didn’t love me anymore, or so I thought, and E.J. was so kind to me when I was here that… well anyway… So while I was locked up here all these months I found Stefano’s diary that said that E.J. was actually the long lost son of Tony and Anna and so I went to Lexie to try to get her to help me use that information to get free. I thought we could go to Tony and when he found out he would be so mad at Stefano that he wouldn’t want my umbilical cord blood to save him, but what I didn’t realize is that Lexie hates me so much she was willing to keep that a secret from E.J. and Tony, all so she could protect her sociopathic father.”

    “What I was protecting my father from was your crazy lies,” Lexie said.

    E.J. sighed and started pacing.

    “E.J., you believe me, right?” Sami said clutching his arm with desperation. “Please tell me you believe me.”



    But before E.J. could answer, the lights in the mansion suddenly went out.

    ON JOHN BLACK'S JET:

    “Doc, Kate told us she knew Tony was up to something, but she didn’t know what and I believe her,” John said. “After all, she did come to us and tell us about Tony taking off in the Mythic jet for New Orleans.”



    “Funny how she decides to come forward with this information only now that her child is in danger from the DiMeras,” Marlena hissed through gritted teeth.

    Meanwhile, Kate was quite nonplussed herself, as she seethed with envy at the other end of the cabin watching Roman look into Anna’s eyes with devotion as they held hands in seats nearby.

    “Roman, I’m sorry I went to Tony the way I did,” Anna said frowning.

    “No, Anna, you don’t need to apologize,” Roman scoffed. “If it wasn’t for you doing that we wouldn’t be on our way to bring my daughter back home.”



    “Yes, I know that, and for that I’m glad,” Anna hedged. “But what I mean is, I’m sorry that I couldn’t accept your proposal right away because I needed to see if I still had feelings for my other ex-husband. That’s why I was at Mythic.”

    “I figured,” Roman said nodding. “So what did you find out? Do you still have feelings for Tony?”

    Anna thought back to her time with Tony. Their weddings, their fights, their lovemaking, their splits. She knew she would never fully get Tony out of her system. But as she remembered seeing him at Mythic, she also knew that he had chosen a life as an obedient DiMera son over a life as his own man so he was no longer the same person she fell in love with so many years ago. That man no longer existed.

    “Roman, I’ll be honest with you, for the first time in my life,” Anna said with a laugh. “I think I may always have some sort of feeling for Tony… just like you do Marlena. But he’s different and I’m different and we’re different. And if you’ll still have me, I’d like to spend the rest of my life with you.”

    “I would be honored,” Roman said giving her a soft kiss on the lips. “Do you still have that ring I gave you? I don’t think we’ll have time to stop at the jewelry store in New Orleans.”

    “Oh yes,” Anna said laughing nervously.

    She opened her handbag to pull out the ring and watched it sparkle brilliantly. Roman grabbed it from her hand and unbuckled his seatbelt to get down on one knee.



    “Well, let’s make this official,” Roman said with a wink. “I didn’t do this right the first time so hopefully if I do it right now I’ll get a better answer. Anna, will you marry me?”

    Roman held out the ring and Anna smiled and gasped as a single tear dripped down her cheek. She knew she could no longer live in the past.

    “Yes, Roman Brady, I will marry you,” Anna said. “Again.”

    They both laughed as he slid the ring on her finger and kissed.

    Marlena and John noticed the romantic display and got out of their seats to congratulate their friends. John gave Anna a big hug while Marlena winked at Roman and whispered how happy she was for him.

    Then, out of the corner of her eye, Marlena noticed Kate’s snarled face shooting daggers at Anna with her cold, jealous stare. But before Kate could notice Marlena, she turned back to face Anna and Roman.

    “I don’t think I could be happier for the both of you,” Marlena said with a wide smile.
  23. IMissAremid

    Episode 54

    By IMissAremid,

    IN THE SECRET PASSAGEWAY AT MAISON BLANCHE:

    “Just what do you think you are going to accomplish by keeping me and my daughter prisoner here, Antony?” Celeste asked angrily as Tony ushered her down the secret passage hallway toward Stefano’s bedside.

    “Prisoner? Well, I hardly think that’s the right term to use for Lexie given that she has decided on her own to stay here, but I suppose that will work for you, Celeste,” Tony said sarcastically.

    “I just don’t understand it,” Celeste huffed as they stood outside the curtain that hid Stefano resting in his hospital bed. “I thought for sure the cards meant that Lexie had been kidnapped and forced into taking care of her father.”

    “And yet your own daughter told you she wanted to stay here of her own free will,” Tony said with a laugh. “Well, truth be told, it appears for once your vibrations may be good in that she was originally kidnapped. By E.J. But Lexie came to relish her responsibilities caring for our father – as you well know he can be quite the charming man – and she was especially needed after E.J. had his memory erased…

    “You erased your own brother’s memory?” Celeste asked in horror.

    “Well, actually,” Tony said sighing, “That was Rolf’s own idea. But for the most part it seems to have worked out quite well.”

    Celeste made no effort to hide her disgust.

    “Oh save me the sanctimony,” Tony said. “He was going to sacrifice my father’s health and betray the family for that bimbo. Don’t you see that? You cared about my father once. Wouldn’t you do anything to save him? I know Stefano and I have had our differences, but my father is all I have left. His legacy is all I have left.”

    “Unbelievable,” Celeste said rolling her eyes. “Whatever feelings I may have had for Stefano DiMera in the past are just that, in that past. And you need to put him in your past too if you ever want any happiness for your life. How can one man destroy all that he creates, ruin all that he loves and spawn so much evil and so much greed in everyone he touches? If only you knew what that monster told Lexie about his legacy…”

    “Shhhhhh,” Tony said interrupting her without listening to what she said. “I think I hear something.”

    “Your conscience, finally, Antony?” Celeste said.

    “Oh be quiet, gypsy,” Tony said in panic. “It sounds like a car. Damn. Someone must have followed you here. I can’t let anyone find out we’re here. That Sami’s here.”

    “And how do you think you’re going to accomplish that?” Celeste laughed.

    “I’ll have to shut off the power so they don’t know anyone is here,” Tony said walking toward the fuse box to shut off electricity to the entire mansion.

    “But your father’s machines,” Celeste said pointing at the blinking monitors behind the curtain.

    Tony laughed.

    “I thought your feelings for my father were in the past,” Tony said. “Well don’t worry, we have a generator for those.”

    “Silence,” Tony said pulling out his cell phone. “Hello, Rolf, this is Tony. I need you and Lexie to keep everyone locked up in that attic and keep them quiet. I think we’re going to be having some visitors soon and we can’t let them know anyone is in there. But don’t let them suspect anything either. We can’t have E.J. trying to be the hero again.”

    IN THE ATTIC AT MAISON BLANCHE:

    Sami screamed as the lights went out and E.J. instinctively clung to her to protect her from the unseen danger.

    Lucas raged at the sight.

    “Get your damn hands off her!” Lucas yelled as he lunged at E.J. before Rolf yelled at him to be quiet.

    “Shut up! All of you! I need to take this call,” Rolf said waving the gun around like a mad man.

    Sami’s face disappeared in E.J.’s chest while they all waited for Rolf to tell them what was going on.

    While Rolf was distracted and Lexie huddled around his phone call to see if she could hear what was going on, Lucas took the opportunity to angrily whisper his disgust at Sami for forgiving E.J. and taking comfort in his embrace.

    “How can you forgive that bastard after what he did to you?” Lucas judged.

    “Just leave her alone, all right,” E.J. grumbled, but Sami brushed off E.J.’s protection.

    “Thanks E.J. but I think I’ve got this one,” Sami said glaring at Lucas and walking toward him with her arms folded across her chest. “The truth is Lucas I forgave him the same way that I forgave YOU after you tortured me, after you framed me for a murder you committed and after you and your crazy mom tried to KILL me. I did it for my child and for myself because I fell in love. And you don’t have to understand that, because I know I don’t entirely understand it. But I am not going to let you say anything bad about this man any more. Because I love him.”

    Before Lucas could respond, Rolf got off the phone. After a quick whisper in Lexie’s ear, he informed them all that there was an electrical malfunction in the house and it wasn’t safe to leave the attic until it was fixed.

    “Make yourselves comfortable, we are going to be here for a while,” Rolf said.

    “Samantha, I’m so sorry,” E.J. said falling to his knees and holding Sami’s waist as he looked up at her face. “For everything. Words can’t do justice to what I feel right now. I… I… I don’t know how you can even stand to look at me. To be in the same room with me.”

    “Well, E.J., that’s so sweet. But I hate to break it to you, I am no angel myself,” Sami said with a smile as she petted the side of his head.

    “I find that hard to believe,” E.J. said beaming at her. “I mean to have the capacity for compassion that you have. That you would care for me, say you love me after all this.”

    “Believe it,” Lucas snarled as the two of them talked. “She’s no angel.”

    “Don’t say that about her,” E.J. snarled. “Don’t say anything about her.”

    Lucas laughed walked over to a pile of boxes and kicked them in frustration but was surprised when he stubbed his toe and heard the sound of glass clinking. He opened the box and discovered it contained several bottles of Stefano’s prized brandy.

    Meanwhile, Lexie began looking through a desk drawer to try and find some matches to light some of the old candles around the room.

    “You said we’re going to be here for a while, didn’t you Rolf?” Lucas said picking up one of the brandy bottles and opening it.

    Rolf thought about scolding Lucas, but decided maybe it would help pacify him and keep him quiet while the search went on so he didn’t stop him. Lexie and Rolf moved toward the door to discuss it and other matters privately leaving Lucas, Sami and E.J. at the other end of the attic.

    “Lucas you’re drinking?” Sami squealed as she saw Lucas down a huge gulp straight from the bottle and wife his face with the back of his hand.

    “Listen, Sami, if I’m not allowed to say anything about your friend, E.J., then you’re not allowed to say anything about my friend, Brandy,” Lucas said as he swilled more liquor.

    Sami rolled her eyes and turned back to E.J. as her smile turned to a nervous frown. She stepped down to kneel and face him and clasp his hands.

    “Lucas IS right,” Sami said whispering. “I’m definitely no angel. In fact, I’ve often been somewhat of a witch.”

    “Or something that rhymes with that,” Lucas volunteered.

    “No one asked you!” Sami shouted at Lucas as she turned her attention back to E.J. “Anyway, as I was saying, I have done some pretty bad things to you, too, that I’m not very proud of.”

    “Like what?” E.J. said trying to appear cool but getting concerned.

    “Well, you see, last summer when you came to Salem… right away we hit things off,” Sami said.

    “Not surprising,” E.J. smiled.

    Sami nervously chuckled.

    “And uhhhh you were a very good friend to me… I mean we spent all this time together and you kept all my secrets and you were just the best friend I’ve ever had… well sort of a good friend to me…” Sami said as she raced through a confusing explanation of her misdeeds. “I mean you did send me these notes making me think that I was being blackmailed and I needed to tell my fiancé that I had lied about him not being able to have kids with my sister or horrible things would happen to my family, but really you were just trying to get me to tell the truth because you wanted me and Austin to break up so you could date me…”

    “OK,” E.J. said cautiously as Sami paused for air. “But I don’t see how that was YOU hurting ME.”

    “Well, yes, but after that, you see, we did start dating. And there were always these crazy things that happened to break us up. I mean, my dad and Lucas and Will and Kate… you slept with Kate… I still can’t believe that bitch monograms her bras…” Sami said muttering to herself.

    “I’m… sorry?” E.J. offered.

    “Get to the point, Sami,” Lucas yelled.

    “Is it that difficult to use an inside voice, Lucas?” Lexie asked as Rolf shook as gun at Lucas for emphasis and they turned their attention back to each other.

    Sami glared at Lucas before continuing.

    “OK, well, anyway,” Sami said, still whispering, and trying to get to the point. “I got mad at you and after we broke up I led you on into thinking I wanted to get back together with you, but really I was just trying to help the police search your apartment.”

    “You did?” E.J. said.

    “Yes. I did. And then when I found out you were a DiMera even though you had just given me this really great job at your company, I had gotten back together with Lucas and I helped lure you to this boathouse where John was shot,” Sami told him self-consciously. “You thought you were meeting me to run away together but it was setup.”

    “I see,” E.J. said, his heart sinking.

    “Oh that’s nothing compared to the other stuff, E.J.!” Lucas said laughing. “Why you leaving out the good stuff, Sami? You haven’t known true hell on earth until you’ve fallen in love with Sami Brady. Wait ‘til she gets to the part about the cabin.”

    “Cabin?” E.J. asked.

    “Well you see, the night John was shot, Lucas and I were at this cabin and a beam fell on him and…”

    “No, Sami, tell him the OTHER cabin incident,” Lucas snickered.

    Sami looked at Lucas and then back at E.J. and winced. E.J. mouthed the words “It’s OK” back at her and she gave him a half-smile in return.

    “Well, even after everything I had done to you and everything that had happened, you still wanted me and you wanted us to raise this baby together,” Sami said rubbing her stomach. “And I was with Lucas and I was just so frightened of you and your family that some day you would stop loving me and take my baby away from me forever that first I filled out a fake amnio report saying the baby wasn’t yours.”

    E.J. tried to project indifference to her words but his heart was breaking.

    “But you see, you were so smart, you saw right through me,” Sami said with a teary smile.

    E.J. gave her back a half-hearted smile.

    “And I didn’t know what to do and Celeste started coming to me with this crazy idea that I should kill you and all my stress and all the drama would stop not just for me, but for this baby. And that all my problems would go away for good… if you did.”

    “I guess your attempt wasn’t successful then,” E.J. sighed.

    “No, E.J. it wasn’t. I couldn’t do it,” Sami said. “I mean… I did try… I guess. I made you think that the baby was yours and that I wanted to be with you, truly be with you and that we were getting married in Vegas.”

    “Vegas?” E.J. shook his head and made a face.

    “Hey, that was your idea,” Sami laughed before the conversation again turned serious. “You wanted me to meet you at this cabin and we would run away together, but Celeste had this plan where I wore this lipstick that when I kissed you it would put you to sleep and we’d douse the place in gasoline and burn you alive.”

    “Sami, how could you?” E.J. could no longer hide his disgust. “Burned alive?”

    Sami paused for a moment to soak in the hurt in E.J.’s eyes as he had called her Sami instead of Samantha.

    “But don’t you see, E.J.?” Sami said with desperation as she clutched E.J.’s face with her hands and tears streamed down her face. “The thing was I couldn’t do it. I couldn’t kill you. I loved you too much to kill you.”

    E.J. laughed.

    “Loved me too much not to kill me?” E.J. asked. “Well that’s comforting. So tell me, Samantha, this whole time… this whole time that we’ve been building this…”

    E.J. paused for several moments to try to pick the right word for their relationship. He couldn’t find it so he settled for another word.

    “…friendship… While we’ve built this friendship that seemed like there could be something more… have your feelings been genuine with me? Or have you just been seducing me to get my help in getting out of this place? Seducing me to get what you wanted... like all those times before?”

  24. IMissAremid

    Episode 55

    By IMissAremid,

    IN THE MAISON BLANCHE ATTIC:

    “While we’ve built this friendship that seemed like there could be something more… have your feelings been genuine with me?” E.J. asked. “Or have you just been seducing me to get my help in getting out of this place? Seducing me to get what you wanted… like all those times before.”

    Sami bit her lip and looked away catching a glimpse of Lucas who was listening to their conversation and judging her with his eyes.

    “Oh, don’t look at me, Sami,” Lucas said. “I want to hear the answer, too. Have you ever really loved either one of us or has it always just been about seducing us to get what you wanted?”

    “That’s not fair, Lucas,” Sami snarled.

    “Fair? HA!” Lucas said, pausing to chug more brandy. “Fair like you marrying me and telling me you loved me when you obviously still had feelings for E.J.”

    Sami hung her head in shame.

    E.J. gently lifted her chin with his thumb and index finger.

    “Is that true?” E.J. asked. “Is that what happened?”

    Sami began pacing as she tried to make sense of all the crazy things that had happened.

    “The truth is E.J. that I don’t know what happened,” Sami said. “I did love you, but Lucas and I had all that history and I wanted to do what was right for my son and I wanted my family to accept me after all the horrible things I had done and… and… and…”

    “And what, sweetheart?” E.J. asked.

    “And I was afraid,” Sami admitted. “All right? I was afraid of what I felt for you. I was afraid of the fact that you could have any woman in the world if you wanted her. I was afraid of your crazy family. And I was afraid of my family and what they would think about me if I was with you after I found out you were a DiMera.”

    “But were you afraid of me?” E.J. asked.

    “No,” Sami said meekly. “I guess not. You didn’t scare me. I mean I always knew because you had that thing for me that you wouldn’t, that you couldn’t really do anything to me. But oh there were times you made me hate you. You just wouldn’t give up and I hated you for it. And there was the way that you made me hate myself… for wanting you.”

    “Do you still want me now, Samantha?” E.J. asked. “Because even though it doesn’t make any sense and even if I don’t understand it and even though you’re quite possibly the most maddening and difficult woman I’ve ever met, I still want you.”

    Sami smiled as her eyes welled up with tears.

    “Yes, E.J.,” Sami said whispering and leaning in to face E.J. “I still want you.”

    E.J. grinned and leaned in for a long, soft kiss that curled Sami’s toes, but the amorous display also sent Lucas beyond the edge with jealousy.

    Lucas hopped up from his drunken heap on the floor and charged toward E.J. tackling him to the floor. Rolf and Lexie began yelling at the two of them to stop, but every time E.J. pinned Lucas and then released him thinking he had settled down he would lunge at him once again.

    “STOP IT!” Sami screamed as she watched the increasingly tense situation unfold with Rolf pulling out a gun and threatening to shoot both E.J. and Lucas if they didn’t settle down and be quiet.

    Sami grabbed her stomach and collapsed in pain while Lucas, at the sight of the gun, tripped backward knocking over a candelabra and setting the wine-colored plush drapes adorning the Jacobean four-poster bed ablaze.

    IN THE SECRET PASSAGEWAY OF MAISON BLANCHE:

    “Antony, are you out there?” Stefano said coughing behind the curtain.

    “Just a minute, father,” Tony said. “I’ll be right in.”

    “Oh, Stefano,” Celeste said in a whisper as she felt shivers down her spine. “Listen, Tony. I don’t know what you are planning to do to me or Alexandra or Samantha for the sake of your father, but I wish you wouldn’t. Don’t you know he’s betrayed you?”

    “Betrayed me?” Tony said with a laugh. “I’m well aware of the differences I’ve had with my father in the past, but he is still my father. And I am going to prove my loyalty to him by saving his life just like he is going to prove his loyalty to me by handing me the reins of the DiMera dynasty.”

    Tony grabbed Celeste’s arm to drag her with him inside the curtain, but Celeste pushed him back and stopped him from going inside.

    “Don’t be so sure of that,” Celeste said.

    “What do you mean?” Tony asked. “What bad news did you forsee for me in your crystal ball, pray tell?

    “It is not the spirit world that has told me that you are not going to inherit the DiMera legacy,” Celeste said sneering. “It was Alexandra.”

    But Tony did not hear the last word because of the loud chaotic screams he heard coming from the other part of the mansion. He sniffed the air.

    “Do you smell smoke?” Tony asked.

    “It’s happening,” Celeste mumbled to herself as she remembered her tarot prediction before she left for New Orleans and the frightening Tower card the spirits revealed.



    “Oh no, not again,” Tony said. “The mansion’s on fire! C’mon, Celeste, you’ve got to help me get my father out of here.”

    “Help Stefano?” Celeste said. “I don’t think so.”

    “Don’t do it for him, or for me,” Tony implored her. “Do it for your daughter. Do it for your grandson.”

    Celeste laughed.

    “It is for Alexandra and Theo that I hope he dies,” Celeste said. “I must go find Alexandra before it’s too late.”

    Celeste ran down the corridor and back toward the fireplace passageway leaving Tony to try to help his father out of the mansion on his own.

    “Father, can you get up?” Tony asked as he helped Stefano gingerly stand on his feet and lean against him. “That’s good. That’s good. We’re just going head out the back this way. Nice and easy.”
  25. IMissAremid

    Episode 56

    By IMissAremid,

    IN THE ATTIC AT MAISON BLANCHE:

    “STOP IT!” Sami screamed as she watched the increasingly tense situation unfold with Rolf pulling out a gun and threatening to shoot both E.J. and Lucas if they didn’t settle down and be quiet.

    Sami grabbed her stomach and collapsed in pain while Lucas, at the sight of the gun, tripped backward knocking over a candelabra and setting the wine-colored plush drapes adorning the Jacobean four-poster bed ablaze.

    Perhaps without thinking, Lexie quickly switched into doctor mode as she hovered over Sami. But unbeknownst to Lexie, the diary she had carried in her pocket slipped out of her coat and onto the floor.

    “Oh God,” Lexie whispered to E.J., “She’s having the baby!”

    “Oh look what you’ve done, you imbecile,” Rolf screamed at Lucas pointing a gun in his face as smoke and little orange flames began crawling across the bed.

    “I didn’t mean to,” Lucas pleaded as tears welled up in his eyes and he turned his back to Rolf to look at the fire. “I didn’t mean for any of this to happen.”

    “Just like I didn’t mean for this to happen,” Rolf said as he pistol-whipped Lucas in the back of the head knocking him unconscious.

    E.J. scooped up a horrified Sami in his arms and began starting to carry her out of the attic and down the stairs with Lexie attending to them nearby.

    “Everything will be all right, sweetheart,” E.J. said kissing her forehead. “I’m going to see to it that you and our baby are fine. Everything’s going to be just…”

    But E.J. stopped when he felt the cold steel on the back of his neck.

    “Rolf, what are you doing?” E.J. asked flatly as he tried to belie his concern as he stared into Sami’s deeply frightened eyes as she looked both at his face and the madman standing over E.J.’s shoulder.

    “I’m doing what I should have done in the first place,” Rolf said. “I should have killed you the first time you disobeyed orders rather than going along with your father’s idea to erase your memory. I told him you can’t erase treachery from a person’s heart even if you can wipe away the reasons for treacherous behavior by cleaning up the mind.”

    “Oh, shut up, Rolf,” Lexie commanded to Sami’s surprise and E.J.’s delight. “Go check on Father or run the hell away. There’s nothing to be gained by killing E.J. We all need to get out of here NOW or we’re all going to die.”

    Rolf scowled but slunk away down the steps.

    “Thank you, Lexie,” E.J. said with a smile.

    “Don’t thank me,” she told him. “Let’s go. We should be safe from the fire in the woodcutter’s cottage out back. Sami doesn’t have much time.”

    DOWNSTAIRS AT MAISON BLANCHE:

    As the smell of smoke filtered down to the bottom floor, the search party that had just arrived wondered if the whole thing had just been a trap set by Stefano and that Sami was not inside the house at all.

    “There’s a fire!” Roman said as he moved quickly with one arm around Anna while John had an arm around Kate as they all huddled out the front door. “We’ve got to get out of here.”

    Marlena began to cry as her worry about the fate of her daughter overrode her instincts to get out of harm’s way and she didn’t follow them. The worry only grew as she saw a familiar and sinister presence from her past come bounding down the stairs.

    “Dr. Rolf?” Marlena said as her face went white.

    “Dr. Evans,” Rolf nodded. “Sorry I don’t have time to chat.”

    Rolf quickly darted past her and toward the fireplace passageway.

    “Where’s Sami?” Marlena cried but received no answer as Rolf disappeared through the fireplace.

    Marlena wondered if she should follow him but until she realized that along with the smoke coming down the stairs was the sound of other voices.

    “Sami, is that you?” Marlena whispered in disbelief.

    But as unbelievable as it was, when the cloud of smoke cleared, Marlena was soon reunited with her missing daughter, however it was in the arms of the man she least expected, E.J. Wells.

    “E.J., what have you done to her?” Marlena cried as she noticed Sami grabbing her swollen stomach and grimacing as he carried her.

    “I haven’t done anything,” E.J. insisted.

    “I find that hard to believe,” Marlena said scowling.

    “He’s telling the truth, Marlena,” said a woman stepping out behind them.

    “Lexie?” Marlena said with a gasp.

    “Yes, it’s me,” Lexie said. “But we don’t have time to talk. Sami’s gone into labor.”

    “Well, is she going to be all right?” Marlena said with grave concern. “Is the baby going to be all right?”

    “We’ll know when we get back to the cottage,” Lexie said moving out of Marlena’s way toward the kitchen so they could head out the mansion’s back door. “Come on, E.J.”

    But as Sami passed by her mother, she grabbed her arm.

    “Mom, there’s something I have to tell you,” Sami said wincing.

    “Go ahead, I’m listening,” Marlena said bending down to her.

    “I know I’ve not always been the best daughter to you and especially to John, so I just want you to know that I found out the secret to his past and I hope that can make up for all the grief I’ve given you over the years,” Sami said.

    “Found out the secret?” Marlena asked. “What do you mean?”

    “There’s a diary upstairs,” Sami whispered. “Stefano’s diary. It tells all about how he came to be Stefano’s pawn.”

    “Well, I have to get it,” Marlena said thinking of the conversation she had with John on the flight to New Orleans and their previous encounter with Maison Blanche that had failed to give John the answers he so wanted to have about his past.

    “Wait, Mom,” Sami whimpered and then fainted, but before anyone could stop Marlena from bounding up the stairs she disappeared into the smoke.

    “We can’t let her go up there,” E.J. said. “But I can’t let Sami stay here either.”

    But before E.J. could make a decision, the fireplace passageway opened and Lexie’s mother emerged.

    “Alexandra,” she called to Celeste.

    “Mom, what are you still doing in here?” Lexie said in shock. “You have to leave.”

    “I needed to make sure you were all right,” Celeste said grabbing Lexie’s arm and pulling her toward the front door.

    “No, Mom,” Lexie said. “I need to help E.J. and Sami with their baby. I’ll be all right. But you need to get out of here.”

    E.J. hurried, as fast as he safely could carrying a pregnant woman, while Lexie trailed behind and they disappeared through the kitchen toward the backyard cottage.

    Celeste thought she should be relieved that Lexie and Sami would escape the fire, but her mind flashed back to the Tower tarot card from her reading and she couldn’t shake the feeling that this fire would still be taking the lives of two people.

    “Doc! Doc, where are you?” John called as he came rushing back in the house before his eyes met Celeste’s. ”What are you doing in here?”

    Celeste was just as surprised to see him.

    “John, I think Marlena is upstairs… with Lucas,” Celeste said remembering her companion on her Cajun adventure. “But you have to get out of here. This house is not going to be satisfied until it has two souls.”

    Celeste tugged on his arm to try and get him to leave, but John didn’t budge.

    “If this house is going to claim two souls and one of them is Doc’s then the other one sure as hell is going to be mine,” John said as he hurried up the stairs into the thick smoke.
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