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    DAYS OF OUR LIVES Ep. 14
    Written by A. Washington-Beeby
    Story Consultants: ML Cooks & C. Nathaniel Richardson

    Theresa lays back in her bed, spent after some wild lovemaking with Brady. She looks up at the ceiling, trying to slow her breathing a bit, before turning to look at Brady. He turns to face her as well, a look of relaxed satisfaction across his face.

    THERESA: You know what confuses me about you?
    BRADY: What's that?
    THERESA: How you can be so much fun, and yet everyone I meet tells me how miserable you supposedly are, and how concerned they are about you.
    BRADY: Why's that confusing? From what I've seen and heard, they do the same damn thing to you.
    THERESA: Yeah, well. I was pretty miserable for a long time. You would be too if you lived with my mom.
    BRADY: Hey, hey, now. Let's not kill the mood. I don't want you to get down and start thinking about all your problems. This here's about the good times, right?

    Theresa looks at Brady with a big smile. She relaxes a bit.

    THERESA: That's right.

    Just then, Theresa gets a text message. She leans over to her bedside table to check it, she texts back quickly, furrowing her brow a bit, then laughing to herself. Brady takes some notice, but doesn't seem especially bothered.

    BRADY: What's that about?
    THERESA: Oh, just a friend of mine in LA. She works for one of those big celebrity news sites, she just sent me something about a singer back there, fell out of a car and flashed everybody. You know, the usual Hollywood drama.
    BRADY; Yep. That sounds about right.

    They have a laugh, before Brady has an idea and turns to Theresa.

    BRADY: I got an idea.
    THERESA: Ooo! What's that?
    BRADY: Well...my friend in Chicago, he's opening up a new club. Sort of an exclusive sorta club thing. He invited me to the grand opening in a couple weeks. How about I take you as my date.
    THERESA: Really? But I don't have anything nice enough for that.
    BRADY: And that's why I would be taking you shopping for it, obviously!
    THERESA: Oh my god, Brady. You are the best!

    Theresa leans over and kisses Brady sensually, Brady kisses back and rolls over on top of her. They're off for Round 2.

    ---

    Nick focuses on his computer. He studies the search results on his screen before stumbling on a link near the bottom of the results page tht catches his eye.

    NICK: Well, well. What is this?...

    The link connects to a news story from an international business site on EnerNext.

    NICK: (mumbling to himself) EnerNext today entered a multi-billion-dollar deal with Greek-American firm Titan Industries. The deal will see thousands of high-paying new jobs created in the energy sector in the upper midwest near Titan's Salem headquarters.

    Nick looks up from his computer, a knowing smile crosses his smarmy face.

    NICK: Gotcha!

    Nick picks up his phone and calls Percy back. Nick's beaming with pride as he speaks into his phone.

    NICK: Percy! I think I've found exactly what we need to bring down the energy company, and everyone else, all in one big fell swoop.

    ---

    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Og7-6YubuS4&feature=player_embedded

    ---

    Jennifer sits in Daniel's office, visibly upset by the revelation that his fling with Nicole was another lie.

    DANIEL: Look, Jenn, it was for a good reason, I swear. We just...we needed to make sure Eric accepted our help, and he wouldn't knowing that Nicole was in love with him.

    Jennifer almost bounces out of her chair, she stands up suddenly to face Daniel, she steps towards in him, pointing angrily at him, which intimidates him a bit. He backs up as she advances.

    JENNIFER: Oh, and that's supposed to make it all better! I'm supposed to just forgive all the months of lies and the feeling that you were spiting me by hooking up with not just Theresa, but the woman who threw herself down a flight of stairs just so she could frame me for her baby's death? All so she could get me out of the picture? I mean, have you completely lost your mind, Daniel?
    DANIEL: Jenn, I thought we were past all this stuff with Nicole.
    JENNIFER: Well, we would have been if you hadn't moved her in and made out like you were the hot new couple of Salem.
    DANIEL: Okay, it's not like we were out all over town parading this great romance in your face or anything, but we had--
    JENNIFER: You had to make it convincing. I know.

    Jennifer cools off a bit before continuing.

    JENNIFER: Look, I want to forgive you, I really do. I mean, you did all this for all the right reasons. But you hurt me so much for so long, Daniel. It's been too long, it's too late. I'm sorry.

    Daniel stands back. He looks at the ceiling and tries to breathe, as Jenn walks out, fighting back tears that have come back. As Jenn closes the door behind her, she breaks down in tears. Inside, Daniel can be heard, throwing a small vase of flowers across the room, shattering them. He screams out in pain.

    DANIEL: Dammit!

    Jenn can hear him from outside, as she sobs, slowly breaking down in tears against his door.

    ---

    Sami stands in Nicole's office doorway, arms folded. Nicole is behind her desk. Irritated that Sami is there at all.

    NICOLE: Security needs to be tightened around here, I think.
    SAMI: Probably. I mean, how'd you get in here, anyway?
    NICOLE: My God, you're hilarious! You should take that show on the road.

    Nicole stands up from her chair, pauses a moment, waiting for Sami to say something. When she doesn't, she gestures in confused frustration.

    NICOLE: What exactly are you doing here anyway?
    SAMI: I've come to give you a warning.
    NICOLE: Oh this oughta be good.

    Nicole sits back down in her office chair, throws her hands out the sides, with a ready smile.

    NICOLE: Alright, Sami. Let me have it.

    Sami begins to slowly walk towards Nicole's desk, pointing her finger at Nicole angrily.

    SAMI: You can make light of this all you want, but you're the reason my brother's out of the priesthood, and you know it.
    NICOLE: Oh here we go--
    SAMI: You manipulated him into this. That's all you've been doing this entire year. And now you're here, sitting back all smug and satisfied, because you finally got what you wanted. But I'm here to tell you, Nicole. That's not gonna last. Your true colours are gonna come out real soon, and my brother's gonna see you for the cold-hearted bitch you really are.

    Sami is now leaning against Nicole's desk, shooting daggers at Nicole. Nicole still sits back in her chair, appearing unfazed. She slowly begins to clap as loud as possible.

    NICOLE: Bravo, Sami! Bravo! What a performance. But it's not gonna make me crack. And your brother is mine. And that's how it's gonna stay. Got it?

    ---

    Lucas steps into Club TBD. He sits down at a table with work files. Sheryl walks in not long after. She spots Lucas and smiles broadly at him. Lucas nods to her formally, with his usual slightly annoyed look. Sheryl isn't sure how to respond, but approches him anyway after ordering herself a coffee.

    SHERYL: Lucas! How are you?
    LUCAS: Sheryl.
    SHERYL: Lucas. What's...what's going on? Why are you so...uptight?
    LUCAS: Is that really any way to talk to your boss, Sheryl?
    SHERYL: Lucas, what's up with you?
    LUCAS: Look, I don't think...

    Lucas realizes he's doing exactly what Kate told him not to do and begins to backtrack.

    LUCAS:(begins speaking quietly) I don't think we should be quite so...open about spending time together. People might talk, okay?
    SHERYL: O...kay?
    LUCAS: Look, I just...I don't want to rock the boat, okay? You're new, I want everyone to be comfortable with you at work. I don't want people spreading any gossip, you know?
    SHERYL: That's really sweet of you, but everyone's been more than gracious at work.
    LUCAS: Well, that's good to hear.

    Lucas looks back at his paperwork, Sheryl's brow furrows at his inattentiveness. She sits down in response, looking Lucas straight in the eye, trying to catch his attention.

    SHERYL: Hello? Earth to Lucas. What's bugging you? I can totally tell something's up.

    Lucas thinks back to Kate informing him of Sheryl's true identity. He snaps back to reality.

    LUCAS: Alright. I'll tell you. It's you.

    ---

    Gabi is sitting on a park bench alone, thinking on her nightmares about Nick, flashing back to the night he attempted to rape her. She gets incredibly tense at the thought of it, and at that same moment, a hand rests on her shoulder. Gabi is jolted back to reality and is shocked.

    GABI: NICK! Get off me!

    Gabi blurts this out, not realizing who's behind her is actually Nick. Nick is shocked by Gabi's outburst. Gabi looks his way, terror in her eyes.

    ---
  2. beebs
    EPISODE 193
    Written by A. Washington-Beeby
    Story Consultant: C. Nathaniel Richardson & Nick Monarco
     

    In the University Hospital waiting room, Kim stands with her son, Andrew, placing a hand on Kim’s shoulder, while Marlena stands in front of her, holding both Kim’s hands in hers tightly. Kim looks down, avoiding Marlena’s gaze, as she thinks over everything Marlena’s just told her to try to comfort her.
     
    ANDREW: Mom…Marlena’s right. We’re here for you. Both of us. We want to help you through this, and if you’re feeling alone right now, you don’t have to.
    MARLENA: Andrew’s right, Kimmy. I would NEVER do anything purposely to hurt you. Please know that. And don’t ever be afraid to reach out.
     
    Kim looks up at Marlena, and then at her son. She tears up, trying to hold the tears in. Finally, she nods slowly.
     
    KIM: I know. (sigh) And thank you. Both of you. You…(sigh) I know I’ve been a lot to handle lately. I just…dammit, I’ve GOT a lot to handle.
     
    Kim smiles through her tears, laughing at herself.
     
    KIM: But I don’t have to handle all of it myself. And I know I try to. Just…Heh…
     
    Kim wipes away her tears as she tries to lighten the mood around her.
     
    KIM: Try not to let me, please?
     

    Marlena smiles earnestly, as Andrew pulls Kim into a tight hug. As he does, Eric and Valerie enter the room. They both look nervous, and the tension in the room immediately returns, with Marlena, Kim, and Andrew all turning to face Eric and Valerie at once.
     
    MARLENA: Eric!
    ERIC: Hey, Mom.
    MARLENA: Valerie, what…what’s the next step? When do we know?
     
    Valerie looks around the room, a sense of trepidation in her voice as she tries to address everyone.
     
    VALERIE: The next step…we wait. I sent the results to the lab, they’re gonna look it over. I put a rush on the results.
     
    Kim interjects, impatient but trying not to sound that way.
     
    KIM: So when will we know?
    VALERIE: We should find out whether Eric carries the gene that would potentially pass down Roman’s dementia to him in…well…less than 24 hours.
     
    Kim, Marlena, Eric, and Andrew all exchange nervous glances, as Valerie bites her top lip, feeling the same tension that surrounds her.
     
    ---
     

    In the Horton kitchen, Liam is fixing a hearty breakfast, as Jennifer walks into the room, groggy. After wiping the sleep from her eyes, she realizes Liam’s there, and looks on surprised, as Liam flips an egg in a pan on the stovetop.
     
    JENNIFER: Liam! How did you…?
     
    Liam turns to face Jenn and smiles, before responding, turning back to face the stovetop.
     
    LIAM: Oh, Abby let me in on her way out to the square.
     
    Jennifer smells the food cooking and steps in closer to inspect what’s going on.
     
    JENNIFER: You…you might as well have stayed the night if I’d known you were gonna come back so soon to make breakfast.
    LIAM: Ahhh, it’s alright! I had to go back to the house last night anyway, and check in on some stuff, so it all worked out.
     
    Liam slides the egg onto a plate, ready with fresh toast and bacon, before walking both his and her plates to the kitchen table, where Jenn sits down.
     
    LIAM: For you, Madame.
     
    Jennifer looks up at Liam and smiles.
     
    JENNIFER: You really didn’t have to go to this much trouble, you know. I’m…hardly even awake right now.
    LIAM: Yeah, I noticed you were a little late getting up, what’s wrong?
     
    Jennifer shrugs, as she looks down at her plate, almost unsure if she even has the appetite to eat. Liam sits down across the table from her, looking concerned.
     
    JENNIFER: (sigh) I don’t know. I just…couldn’t drag myself out of bed.
    LIAM: Is it work or something? I mean…I know you’ve been taking on a lot more responsibility since Anne quit, but…
    JENNIFER: Yeah, I…definitely have, haven’t I? I…I honestly have no idea. I haven’t felt like this since…
    LIAM: Since around the time your show ended.
     
    Jennifer looks up at Liam suddenly, which prompts Liam’s eyes to pop out a bit.
     
    JENNIFER: How did you…?
    LIAM: I…
     

    Before either of them can respond, Abby storms into the kitchen, visibly upset. Jennifer and Liam both look up, startled.
     
    JENNIFER: Abby? Honey, what’s wrong?
    ABBY: I don’t wanna talk about it.
     
    Abby opens the fridge, and pulls out a pack of yogurt. Liam pipes up, as Abby closes the fridge door and opens the drawer to grab a spoon.
     
    LIAM: You sure? You seemed fine when I arrived…
    ABBY: I…I think I may…have just been dumped.
     
    Jennifer and Liam both look at each other, shocked, before looking up at Abby.
     
    ---
     

    Nick leads Sami, Kate, and Gabi into his office at the Titan building, all three trying to hide their nervousness, while Nick looks confident and as smug as usual.
     
    After shutting the door behind him, Nick heads over toward his desk, as Kate immediately begins talking.
     
    KATE: Alright, Nick, what’s this all about?
    NICK: Now, come on, Kate! Don’t be hasty! I’ll get to it.
     
    Kate and Sami exchange a quick glance, before Sami pipes up.
     
    SAMI: Well, I don’t know how much time I have, Nick. I’ve got a lot to get done at work if I’m ever gonna…snatch Gabi away from the jaws of the Salem’s biggest botox receptacle—
    KATE: OKAY, Sami, that’s a bit much, no? This is business, I think we can a little more professional…at least most of us can.
     
    Nick interrupts the mudslinging, taking over Sami’s attempt to rebut Kate’s snide remark.
     
    NICK: Ladies! Let’s…put our claws away for a moment, yes?
     
    Nick smiles, as Sami and Kate pipe down, and glare at the young executive.
     
    NICK: There’s ultimately no need for you two to be at each other’s throats like this, honestly. Gabi’s bidding war is, for all intents and purposes, over anyway!
     
    Kate, Sami, and Gabi look at each other with confusion.
     
    GABI: I mean…yeah, I already signed with MadWorld days ago. You knew that.
    NICK: Oh, for sure! But I know Kate and Sami are putting on a good show of trying to keep the war going for my sake, and…honestly, guys…you don’t have to. I know what you’re up to.
    KATE: Oh you do, now? And just what are we up to?
    NICK: You’re trying to get the drop on me, and I won’t let you do that.
     
    Sami, though slightly unnerved, still continues to play it cool, snarking back at Nick against her better judgment.
     
    SAMI: Someone sounds paranoid. Why won’t we this time, Nick? What did the guiding spirit tell you?
     
    Nick’s face becomes serious suddenly, as his tone of voice drops as he drops his latest bomb.
     
    NICK:  Because I’ve decided to sell MadWorld to DiMera, and they’re intending to fold it into Countess W, so….you see, Kate? Guess you’re out of a job!
     
    Nick smiles broadly, as Kate’s jaw drops. Sami and Gabi look at Kate to see her reaction to the news.
     
    ---
     
     
     
     
    ---
     
    In the Horton kitchen, Jennifer gets up from the kitchen table, and puts her arm around her daughter’s back, looking concerned and curious. Liam stands to the side, but shows concern as well.
     
    JENNIFER: Oh Honey, what happened?
     
    Abby stares blankly, almost oblivious to her mother’s comforting hand.
     
    ABBY: I…I don’t know. I was talking to Jerome and he just…I thought he wanted to go to the party tonight, and he just…made some excuse and left. I just…Mom, I have no idea what I said. It’s like…like a switch went off in his head or something.
    JENNIFER: Honey, you did nothing wrong. You just…(sigh) You know some guys are a bit intimidated when a girl asks them out.
    ABBY: Yeah, but…Mom, it didn’t feel like that was what did it.
     
    Liam chimes in, still standing slightly apart from Abby and Jennifer.
     
    LIAM: Are you sure? I mean…guys can be really hard to read, Abby. They keep a lot of things bottled up.
    JENNIFER: Liam’s right, Sweetie.
    ABBY: No. No, it was…something else. Honestly, I feel like I’ve been the one holding back. I mean, Mom, you even said so yesterday. Maybe he’s fed up of waiting for me to open up.
    LIAM: I don’t know if that’s true, Abby. The right guy would be willing to wait…and to help you feel comfortable around them.
     
    Jennifer smiles, and nods in agreement.
     
    JENNIFER: Exactly. Besides, if that is the reason he didn’t want to go to the party with you, then maybe you’re better off without him.
     
    Abby tries to object, but as she begins, the doorbell rings.
     
    ABBY: Oh come on, Mom, Jerome’s—
     
    Abby stops mid-sentence and turns toward the door. She breaks away from her mother’s embrace and, huffily, heads for the foyer.
     
    ABBY: I’ll get it.
     
     
    In the foyer, Abby walks toward the door. Opening it, she looks up at who’s there, and is stunned.
     
    ABBY: Chad!
     

    Chad stands before her, smiling widely as he sees his ex- after many months.
     
    ---
     
    Marlena and Kim walk through the lobby of Universiy Hospital, talking with each other, with a very clear reserve in how they speak to each other. Kim appears visibly shaken, while Marlena tries to keep a cool exterior, but is a bundle of nerves inside, herself.
     
    MARLENA: So, are you going to the party tonight?
    KIM: No, I don’t…I don’t think that’s such a great idea.
     
    Marlena stops and turns to look at Kim, slightly concerned.
     
    MARLENA: You sure? I think getting out of the house could do you some good. You’ve been so cooped up lately.
     
    Kim smiles half-heartedly.
     
    KIM: Marlena, as much as I agree with you, it just…it isn’t the same without Shane.
     
    Marlena nods, understanding Kim’s position.
     
    MARLENA: Believe me. I know. I wish John would be there tonight. (sigh) But…what are you gonna do? I’m just…I’m gonna go to support Maggie and Julie.
     
    KIM: That’s good. I know Andrew’s going too. Were you uh…were you planning to bring Roman with you?
    MARLENA: I think it might be good for him, actually. Some faces that may be familiar to him and all.
     
    Kim nods, still reluctant to make eye contact with Marlena. Marlena senses Kim’s sadness, and presses one more time.
     
    MARLENA: Kimberly…are you absolutely sure you don’t want to go tonight? You…seem to be…so alone.
     
    Kim shakes her head, looking up at Marlena and smiling for a moment.
     
    KIM: No, no. I umm…I need to talk to Valerie about something…nothing to do with Roman, before you ask. And then I’d…I’d just like to spend some time with Theresa. You know?
     
    Marlena smiles warmly.
     
    MARLENA: I understand. I’m sure you know, coma patients can hear us speaking to them. And I think you speaking with her will help her recover, Kim. I can feel it.
     
    Kim smiles, starting to tear up a little again.
     
    KIM: Thanks.
     

    As Marlena reaches out and rubs Kim’s shoulder affectionately, Daniel steps toward them from the nurses’ station, and Kim calls out to him.
     
    KIM: Oh, Daniel!
    DANIEL: Kimberly! Good to see you. In fact, you are exactly the person I wanted to see.
    KIM: Oh…wow, it’s been awhile since any man’s said that to me.
     
    Marlena and Kim chuckle to each other, as Daniel responds.
     
    DANIEL: Yeah, well…I think that smile on your face is gonna hold for a bit longer.
    KIM: Why’s that?
    DANIEL: Well, I….I don’t wanna get your hopes up, but…I think there may be some improvement with Theresa’s condition.
     
    Kim’s jaw drops, as Marlena stands next to her, equally stunned.
     
    ---
     

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

    Stopping before she puts the contact in, returning it to its case, and shaking the contact solution from her finger, Sheryl walks to the door and looks through the peephole, she smiles, and opens the door for Jerome to return.
     
    As he steps into the room, Sheryl closes the door behind him, and Jerome hands her a small earbud. Sheryl looks down at it, slightly confused.
     
    JEROME: Take this.
     
    Sheryl takes the earbud, and holds it up.
     
    SHERYL: And what exactly am I going to do with it?
    JEROME: That’s gonna be how we communicate while you’re at the party.
    Sheryl walks over to the kitchenette, and pours herself another coffee, while Jerome asks her questions about her plan.
     
    SHERYL: So where will you be for all this?
    JEROME: I’ll be at the Java Café. No one will be suspicious cos there’s people there morning, noon, and night playing video games and they talk some wild stuff, so I’ll blend in just fine.
    SHERYL: Okay. So at my end, just so we’re clear, I’m going in early. I’ll make sure I blend with the wait staff setting up for the event.
    JEROME: Okay, that’ll give me time to get set up. The moment you locate Jordan at the party, I’ma turn off the security system and main power to the building, they’ll be on backup generators.
    SHERYL: And you know how to access that.
     
    Jerome sideeyes Sheryl, slightly annoyed by her question.
     
    JEROME: I have figured out systems way more difficult that Titan Enterprises. Give me a damn break.
     
    Sheryl holds her hands up, knowing she’s offended Jerome.
     
    SHERYL: Alright! Alright! Sorry I asked. So…once you’ve turned the system off, the cameras will be out of order, I can get down to Nick’s office, and take care of him, then get out with Jordan to the street.
    JEROME: And you’re not parking underground.
    SHERYL: Right, because there’s no guarantee the gate will work if the power’s off.
    JEROME: You got it. Now, have Jordan change on the drive up. Once you’ve swapped cars, get Jordan to drive the rest of the way, and you can change. Then drive off the embankment, and you call me when you get to where you’re going, and only then.
     
    Sheryl nods, clutching the earpiece in her hand tightly. After a moment, Sheryl sighs, suddenly feeling a wave of nervousness.
     
    SHERYL: Right. I think I’m ready.
     
    Jerome laughs, shaking his head at Sheryl’s sudden nervousness.
     
    JEROME: You better be ready, or you’ll be dead. And you better hope to Hell that Jordan doesn’t try to fight you on this.
    SHERYL: Yeah, well…she hasn’t before.
    JEROME: She hasn’t had a reason to before.
     
    Sheryl glares back at Jerome, before walking toward the door to show him out. He follows casually behind her.
     
    SHERYL: …And even if she does, I’ll make sure she follows direction.
     
    Opening the door to show Jerome out, Sheryl turns and smiles, her old confidence returning.
     
    SHERYL: Trust me.
    JEROME: Well…Good luck. Please, Sheryl. Make sure you follow my every instruction on this.
    SHERYL: I will. You’re my eyes and ears in there, so I’ll have to.
    JEROME: Don’t forget that. And for the last time…my name never appears in the same sentence as any of this. You got that?
    SHERYL: It’s a deal.
     
    Jerome walks out, and Sheryl closes the door behind him. Leaning against the back of the door, Sheryl sighs heavily, her nervousness once again showing.
     
     
    ---
     
    In Nick’s office, Kate is incensed by Nick’s threat to sell MadWorld off and put her out of a job. She steps forward, pointing aggressively at Nick, who leans back against his desk, smug expression once again.
     
    KATE: You slimy son-of-a-bitch. I gave you a job at MadWorld to begin with, and this is how you repay me? By firing me?? By selling off the company I have been trying to use to save this corporation off for parts?!
    NICK: Now, now, Kate. Cool your jets! I’m sure Sami will be able to find some use for you at Countess W.
     
    Sami looks at Nick, then at Kate. Gabi stands speechless, as Sami questions Nick on the details of the plan.
     
    SAMI: That presumes that this is actually what’s going on, and that you’re not just bluffing.
    NICK: Oh this isn’t a bluff at all. In fact, it’s all in motion as we speak.
     
    Sami jumps down Nick’s throat again, not quite listening to what Nick’s said.
     
    SAMI: Oh the Hell it is, I haven’t heard a single word about this from E—
     
    Sami stops herself, suddenly making a connection in her mind between Nick’s words, and EJ’s mysterious meeting from the morning.
     
    SAMI: You son of a bitch.
    NICK: You know, you and Kate are being awfully liberal with the insults directed at my mother right now and I don’t really appreciate it.
     
    Nick casually takes a sip of coffee, as Sami fires back again.
     
    SAMI: Your little game isn’t gonna work, and I’m gonna make sure of it. I’m stopping your little deal the first chance I get.
    NICK: Oh, are you?
    SAMI: Oh you’re damned right I am. Tell me, Nick. Who’s your partner in this?
     
    Nick laughs at Sami’s question, setting his coffee down on the desk.
     
    SAMI: Come on, Nick! Tell me who you’re brokering this deal with!
    NICK: I’m sure you’ve already figured it out, Sami.
     
    Sami steps toward Nick, ready to deck him, when Gabi cuts in, trying to reason with him.
     
    GABI: Sami, Sami! It’s okay!
     
    Gabi pulls Sami back, and takes a rational, calm tone to Nick, hoping to shift the dynamics in the room.
     
    GABI: Look, Nick…I don’t understand what’s going on, but…can we just…put all this…just put it all aside for a minute? Look, I don’t want a war between Arianna’s grandmother and—
     
    Kate cuts in before Gabi can continue.
     
    KATE: DON’T…say it, Gabi.
    GABI: (sigh) I don’t want a rift in my daughter’s family, and besides, this…this should be a happy time for us. I want us to celebrate this time, together. You know?
     
    Nick smiles at Gabi, listening attentively to Gabi.
     
    NICK: Mmhmm?
    GABI: I mean, you’re a power player in business, Ari and I have moved in with you, I…I love you so much, and I want this for us, don’t spoil this day for us with…bitterness over the past, Nick!
     
    Gabi reaches out to hold Nick’s hand, but instead of taking it, Nick slowly raises both his hands, and begins to slowly applaud her. Gradually clapping quicker and quicker, before laughing heartily, and shouting out in mocking congratulations.
     
    NICK: Brava! Encore!
     
    Gabi looks confused, turning quickly to Kate and Sami to try to figure out what is happening, before turning back to look at Nick. Nick leans back against his desk once again, folding his arms in front of him.
     
    NICK: Fabulous performance, Gabi.
    GABI: Wh…what do you mean…performance?? Nick, I’m serious—
    NICK: Oh I’m sure you are, Gabi. This whole…charade you’ve cooked up with Kate and Sami is just…well, let’s just say, you got a future on the stage, kid. Cos you had me fooled.
     
    Gabi tightens up, tense as she realizes something major has changed in Nick.
     
    GABI: Nick, what are you talking about? What…what charade are you talking about?
    NICK: Save it, Gabi. I saw you.
    GABI: Saw me doing what, Nick?
     
    Nick stands up, and saunters over to Gabi, and leans in close, whispering just loud enough for everyone to hear.
     
    NICK: I caught you in my room last night, stealing the pictures of you, Kate, and Sami trying to drown me, right out from my own dresser.
     
    Gabi’s eyes widen, as Kate and Sami look deflated, realizing the game is up. Nick looks at Gabi, slight menace in his eyes as he looks directly into Gabi’s.
     
    --
     
     
     
  3. beebs
    EPISODE 51
    Written by A. Washington-Beeby
    Story Consultants: ML Cooks & C. Nathaniel Richardson


    Gabi guides a drunk Nick through the door to the loft. They stumble in, with Nick's arm around her shoulder, though Gabi's the one lifting his wobbly body down to the living room.

    Once they reach the sofa, Gabi flops Nick down on it, nearly falling on top of him in the process. After an awkward moment, which surely could be taken for sexual tension, Nick looks at Gabi and asks her a question.

    NICK: You never answered me before...was this like...date tonight...did you agree to go with me because you're afraid of me?

    Gabi pulls herself up off the couch quickly, then heads over to the kitchenette to grab Nick a glass of water.

    GABI: No. Nick, I went out tonight because I feel like you and I needed to...reconnect. That's all.
    NICK: Well, good. I don't...want to scare you, Gabi. I loveyou.

    Gabi cringes a bit at Nick's admission. She turns around, glass of water in hand. She hands it to him.

    GABI: Here, drink up. You'll thank me in the morning.
    NICK: Thank you, Gabi. I reeeally approa...appre...thank you.

    Nick goes to drink the water, and dribbles all over his shirt. Gabi jumps into action and pulls the glass away from him.

    GABI: You're slobbering all over yourself. Here, here, here.

    Gabi unbuttons his shirt, which Nick takes a sign of interest. Gabi stops dead in her tracks, unsure what to do next. Nick leans in to kiss her, but passes out just before their lips touch. Gabi breathes a sigh of relief, as she lets Nick flop down on the sofa.

    She jumps up, heading for her purse. She pulls out the bottle of pills she got from Liam.

    GABI: Time for action, Gabi.

    ---

    In her room at University Hospital, Abigail looks to EJ from her bed, shocked at what he just accused her of.

    ABBY: I....what?

    EJ steps closer to the bed, leaning against the front of it, staring directly into her eyes.

    EJ: Abigail, I expect a straight answer from you. Is that my baby you're carrying?

    Abigail's jaw drops, in disbelief that EJ knows about her pregnancy.

    ---

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    ---

    Gabi struggles to get Nick into his bed. Pulling off his wet shirt and taking off his pants, she grunts and grumbles in exasperation, trying to remove his clothes from his limp body.

    GABI: My God, it's like mothering a 150lb baby. UGH!

    Gabi falls back as Nick's trousers come off. She rolls her eyes, then lifts Nick's limp legs into his bed. She then takes off her own dress, before walking slowly over to her purse. Looking behind her repeatedly, afraid of beign caught, she pulls the bottle of pills back out from her bag, and makes her way quietly over to the bathroom.

    Gabi closes the door behind her, and then immediately opens the medicine cabinet. Once inside, she finds Nick's bottle of Ibuprofen. Looking inside the bottle, she immediately dumps the bottle into the toilet and flushes them down it.

    Quickly thereafter, she replaces the Ibuprofen with her lookalike pills. Putting the cap back on the bottle, she hastily shoves them back into the medicine cabinet, closes it, then hustles back into Nick's room, where she, uncomfortably, lays herself down next to him in his bed.

    GABI: My God, this better work. I need to get Nick out of our lives, for good. This is the only way.

    ---

    Sami walks over to Marlena and Kim, as Kayla steps out of Theresa's room. Kayla hesitates to smile as she steps out from the room.

    SAMI: How's everything, is Theresa okay?



    KAYLA: Well, she's still in a coma, but the surgery was a success. We managed to stop the bleeding, so...she'll be able to recover slowly.
    KIM: But...how soon before she wakes up?
    KAYLA: That's...the thing, Kim. We aren't sure how long it will take. She may recover in a matter of days, weeks, months. However long it takes for her body to recover from the trauma. She fell out of that car at a pretty high speed.
    KIM: Oh God.
    MARLENA: So, Kayla, you mean, there's a chance she may not wake up.

    Kayla takes a moment before responding, hoping to retain her composure while answering.

    KAYLA: It's a distinct possibility.
    KIM: No...NO! Not my baby girl.

    Kim leans into Marlena, who gives her a warm hug. Sami puts a hand on Kim's arm in comfort as well.

    KAYLA: Look, we will keep you in the loop if anything changes, and you can come visit her whenever you want, Kimmy.

    Kay gives Kim a hug, as Kim cries on her shoulder.

    KIM: Can I....May I see her now?
    KAYLA: Sure.
    KIM: Thank you.

    Kayla and Kim separate from their embrace, as Kim shuffles over to the door of Theresa's hospital room.



    Once inside, Kim sees her daughter, just brought back into her life, once again ripped away from her. She tears up and rests her head on her daughter's shoulder, crying painful tears.


    Outside the room, Marlena and Sami begin to talk.

    MARLENA: So, what did EJ want?



    SAMI: Oh, he and I were just discussing work stuff.
    MARLENA: You sure about that? You seemed a bit rattled a moment ago. I nearly went over there but you seemed to hold it together.
    SAMI: Eventually. It's not easy, but...I can't fall apart every time I see him, you know?
    MARLENA: Just don't push yourself too hard.
    SAMI: Mom, I won't. But thank you.
    MARLENA: Anytime, Sweetie. Where is EJ now?
    SAMI: I'm not sure, he sort of...just...ran out of here in a hurry to tell Abigail about the new project he wants her to work on in Europe. So...I guess he's in there.
    MARLENA: Oh?
    SAMI: Yeah, looks like she'll be working from Italy for the next few months. Wish I could get away from him so easily.

    ---

    Abigail backs herself up in her bed, afraid of EJ's reaction.

    ABBY: I...okay, yes, it's yours.

    EJ looks down and shakes his head. He walks back from the front of the bed, soaking in the realization that Abigail's baby is his. That Abigail even has a baby, for that matter. He explodes in anger suddenly, causing Abigail to sit bolt upright in fear.

    EJ: Do you mean to tell me that you were just going to pretend you weren't pregnant and then whoops! One day you pop a baby out? Is that seriously what you were going to do?
    ABBY: No! I was not...I--
    EJ: So what was it then? Were you planning to abort the baby and not tell anyone?
    ABBY: NO! I would never do that! EJ, I only found out a few weeks ago.

    EJ turns, his voice dropping to a quiet, menacing tone.

    EJ: And you never thought to tell me about it? You've had weeks, Abigail. Weeks! I don't know about you, but I think I have a right to know about something like this.
    ABBY: I never said you didn't have a right to know. I just...I wanted to make this decision on my own, I wanted to tell you in my own time. After I'd made a decision and took care of it all myself.
    EJ: Well, guess what? You waited too long, sweetheart.
    ABBY: What do you mean?
    EJ: There is too much at stake here. We haven't had sex since Feburary? March? That means you're now 6 months pregnant? Oh, you're doing quite well not showing but I see the signs now. And people are asking questions. Ones you'll need to answer for.
    ABBY: So what do I do, EJ?
    EJ: I'll tell you what you'll do.

    EJ pulls a plane ticket he was going to give Anne from his jacket pocket.

    EJ: You're going to take this, and you're going to get on a plane to Italy--
    ABBY: ...What?
    EJ: No questions! Sami and I have arranged for you to do some work for DiMera in Rome. You will do this work from the condominium we have in Rome. You will not go to DiMera's offices. Someone will come to you. When that baby is born, it will be adopted. You will return to Salem, refreshed, a new woman. And you will never speak of this again. Do you hear me?
    ABBY: I...what?? How dare you?? How did you get Sami to agree to this? I don't get to even...see my baby? I'll never be able to...know them? What?? No, EJ. That's insane.
    EJ: No, what's insane, Abigail, is you thinking that you could just cover your ears and pretend that nothing is happening when you're 6 months pregnant with the child of man that's to be married to another woman. This is the only way you and I will be able to keep our secret. Do you understand that? I'm not doing this TO you, I'm doing it for you.

    Abigail, visibly angered by EJ's overbearing swift action, looks away, tears forming in her eyes. She breathes in deep, then sighs, throwing her hands up.

    ABBY: Then I guess I have no other choice, now do I?
    EJ: I knew you'd make the right decision.
    ABBY: But here's the thing, EJ. After this, I never EVER want to speak to you ever again. Stay the Hell away from me. Forever. Got it?

    EJ wordlessly turns toward the door, and walks out of the room, closing the door casually behind him. Abigail looks on in disgust.

    ---

  4. beebs
    EPISODE 189
    Written by A. Washington-Beeby
    Story Consultant: C. Nathaniel Richardson & Nick Monarco
     

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

    John steps in, waving to Kate, who stays seated at the breakfast bar.
     
    JOHN: Morning, Kate.
    KATE: Morning, John. Bringing good news, I hope.
    JOHN: Well, I certainly think so.
     
    Billie looks on, intrigued, as she slides shut and locks the front door.
     
    BILLIE: Okay, you got me interested. What's happened?
    JOHN: Well...I was talking with Abe not long ago, and we both agree that we can use this Penthouse Grille grand re-opening to wrap this whole Jordan and Sheryl business up once and for all.
     
    Kate is now intrigued, turning herself slightly in her stool to more directly face John, as she sets her breakfast down.
     
    KATE: Oh?
    BILLIE: Sounds like you might be onto something.
    JOHN: I think it's as good a shot as anything. We just need to come up with a game plan, and fast, and if we do, we can finally get those two locked away where they belong.
     
    Billie turns to Kate, who smiles, pleased to finally have a possible break in the case.
     
    ---
     

    Inside Crystal's apartment, Sheryl emerges from the bedroom in her robe. Yawning and stretching, she walks over to the sofa, and turns on her TV, to find the local news playing. She sets the remote down on the coffee table in front of her, before turning away from the TV, heading for the kitchenette behind the sofa.
     
    As the TV relays the day's events, Sheryl heads for the fridge, half-listening to the newsreader.
     
    TV ANCHOR: (via TV) And tonight, Titan Enterprises will be celebrating their rebirth with a grand gala. Celebrating the re-opening of the popular Penthouse Grille, the who's-who of Salem society will be out to sample the finest cuisine, curated by famed local restauranteur, Julie Williams...
     
    Sheryl listens somewhat more closely, but opens the fridge door to retrieve some orange juice.
     
    TV ANCHOR: (via TV) ...and to add to the excitement, the night will also be a welcome party to the company's new CEO, Nick Fallon.
     
    Sheryl's head turns quickly to face the TV, an idea clearly coming to her in this moment. She slams the fridge door shut, and makes a beeline to her cell phone, which is plugged in in the next room.
     
    Emerging as quickly as she left the room, Sheryl makes her call to Jerome excitedly.
     
    SHERYL: (into phone) Come over right away. I've figured it out. I know how we're gonna do it.
     
    Sheryl beams, as she waits for Jerome's reaction.
     
    ---
     

    Gabi stands uncomfortably in the Kiriakis living room, with Rafe having just being shown in by Maggie.
     
    GABI: Rafe!
     
    Rafe looks on at Gabi, who's standing across the room from him and Maggie, with the incriminating photos of EJ and Abby in a liplock on Smith Island in her hands behind her back. He seems immediately suspicious of his sister, but is too upset by her being in the Kiriakis house to let that stop him from approaching her.
     
    RAFE: Gabi...you got time to talk?
    GABI: About what?
    RAFE: Ahhh...you moving into this house?
     
    Maggie clues in that this will probably be a less-than-pleasant conversation and quickly excuses herself.
     
    MAGGIE: I ah...I'm gonna go finish getting the room ready for Victor, so...if you'll excuse me.
     
    Maggie smiles warmly, but awkwardly, as she quickly exits the living room, shutting the double doors from the foyer behind her. As Maggie does this, Gabi shoves the pictures deeper into her purse before Rafe looks back her way.
    Rafe turns back to look at an extremely nervous Gabi.
     
    GABI: I...I'm sorry I didn't get a chance to tell you, Rafe. It happened...really fast.
    RAFE: Yeah, I'll say. Gabi, you swore you weren't gonna get caught up with this sleaze again, and then I find out from him this morning at work. He's all up in my business, gloating about how you decided to move in with him in his big new house.
    GABI: I know. I know, I'm sorry.
    RAFE: Well, when were you planning on telling me?
     
    Gabi sighs, trying to explain herself without giving too much away.
     
    GABI: If you want me to be totally honest, I wasn't.
     
    Rafe seems incredulous of Gabi's answer.
     
    RAFE: What?!
    GABI: Just...hear me out. It's not what it seems, okay? The truth is, I'm not gonna be here very long. It's just...temporary.
    RAFE: ...Okay?
    GABI: That's...that's all I can say. Rafe, just...trust me.
     
    Rafe's anger rises, along with his confusion, and his voice. This alarms Gabi, who steps in closer to Rafe to try to stifle him as he shouts his sister down, hoping for a clear answer.
     
    RAFE: How the Hell am I supposed to trust you when you're giving me nothing to go on, Gabi?? It's not like you're predisposed to making the best decisions as it is!
    GABI: I know! Okay, but you have to trust me. The less you know the better. Now, can you just...let me handle this. My way. Can you do that?
     
    Rafe looks unsure, as Gabi looks back, her eyes pleading with him to back off.
     
    ---
     
     
    ---
     

    Sheryl opens the door to her apartment, and lets a tired Jerome in. Shutting the door behind him, they immediately launch into their plans for the day.
     
    SHERYL: Alright, so you wanna hear what I have planned, then?
    JEROME: Only if you can get me a cup of coffee first. I nearly crashed my car on the way over here.
     
    Jerome yawns as Sheryl makes her way over to the kitchenette to oblige his request. Sheryl is unusually chipper as she does this, and that fact is not lost on Jerome.
     
    SHERYL: You got it.
    JEROME: You're not a morning person. What is this...Little Miss Sunshine routine?
     
    Sheryl laughs as she pours Jerome a cup of fresh coffee, smiling widely as she hands it to him.
     
    SHERYL: I guess I'm just...full of confidence. Today is our day.
    JEROME: Oh, is it?
    SHERYL: Yes. See, today is the big gala at the Penthouse Grille. They're re-opening, as you probably know.
     
    Jerome stands, looking skeptically at Sheryl, who pours a cup for herself.
     
    JEROME: I heard.
    SHERYL: So...my thought is, since everyone will be there, and it's a busy society affair, both Jordan and Nick will be there. And it's a golden opportunity to whisk Jordan out of there, mess up that little weasel Nick's golden moment a bit, and get the hell out of Salem before all Hell breaks loose.
     
    Jerome sips his coffee, but frowns, before answering skeptically.
     
    JEROME: Okay, but...you said everyone who's anyone in Salem is gonna be there? You're gonna get recognized.
     
    Sheryl rolls her eyes, obviously flipping her dyed-red hair, and puffing her cheeks out slightly to prove her point.
     
    SHERYL: Disguiiiises. Like, come on, Jerome. I'm a master at this. You know me. And it's only for a few hours, and we're outta there.
    JEROME: And what if it's a trap? Sheryl, they know you're really Siobhan and I guarantee you, they're gonna figure out that you're impersonating Crystal Clarke.
     
    Sheryl replies non-chalantly.
     
    SHERYL: They haven't so far.
    JEROME: And for that matter, what happened to Crystal, anyway. You said you dealt with her, but what specifically happened?
    SHERYL: I took care of it. Okay? That's all you need to know.
     
    Jerome looks less than thrilled by Sheryl's deflection, sitting himself down on the couch next to Sheryl.
     
    JEROME: I still don't like the sound of that.
    SHERYL: You don't have to. You know nothing. Keep it that way, it's better for all of us.
    JEROME: That’s the truth. All I wanna know is, what’s the escape plan?
    SHERYL: I set up a car in the bush in the country. In there is scuba gear for Jordan and I, and a little surprise to throw the cops off the trail.
    JEROME: And you’re gonna swap cars when you get to this spot, and…
    SHERYL: …and drive off the very same embankment one Brady Black did not a few months ago. Now, listen. Are you in, or not?
     
    Jerome sighs loudly, looking at Sheryl with a prominent glare and pursed lips.
     
    JEROME: I'm in, but only if I'm not physically there, and once you're out of Salem, this is the last time you involve me in ANY of this. I'll help you with security, and access to the facility, but that's it. Don't ask me for more.
    SHERYL: Well, considering I'm pretty sure they haven't found the device we planted on their computers when we tried to plant the virus, I think that's doable. So....deal.
     
    Sheryl reaches out for a handshake from Jerome. Jerome, reluctantly, shakes Sheryl's hand.
     
    ---
     
     

    Hope and Nick stand in Roman's office at the Salem PD Headquarters with Abe, who is holding Nick's file on Sheryl and Jordan. He sighs as he closes the file.
     
    ABE: Yep. That's them.
    NICK: So, if nothing else, you have their previous charges to hold them.
    ABE: If we can lure them to the party. Once they're there, they're ours. But otherwise, it's too dangerous to move on this. That's why we haven't yet.
     
    Nick nods, understanding the full situation now.
     
    NICK: Which is why you need my help.
    ABE: Exactly.
    NICK: I'm happy to help. As long as I'm protected for my trouble.
    HOPE: You will. Abe will make sure of it.
    ABE: Absolutely. Look, my duties as mayor may take up much of my time, but I honestly am still extremely passionate about police work. And anything that can help keep Salem safe is something I want to be a part of.
     
    Abe holds up the file to accentuate his point.
     
    ABE: These women are a threat to that.
     
    Abe drops the file on Roman's desk with a flourish.
     
    ABE: So here is what I want you to do. At the Penthouse Grille party, I want you to ensure that you are to make a special appearance, and dedicate the party to your ascention to CEO of Titan. All the publicity tonight should be geared to highlighting that. This should draw them out of the woodwork, as I'm sure you're aware, after last night, that they're after you.
    HOPE: Presuming, of course, that they're responsible for trying to drop that stage light on you.
    ABE: Granted, but regardless, once they're drawn out, then we will station armed officers around the restaurant, and remote surveillance, to ensure they don't leave, and that no one gets hurt. But, you NEED to be there at the gala.
    NICK: So I'm bait.
     
    Hope shifts uncomfortably, as Abe looks her way, hoping Hope has a slightly better way of putting it.
     
    HOPE: That's what it sounds like to me. Are you sure this is a good idea, Abe?
     
    Abe shrugs, a little exasperated by Hope's reluctance.
     
    ABE: It's the only one we've got. Sheryl has gone underground, and she's great at disguising herself. No one is sure where she's gone. We can't risk alarming Jordan while she's living with Rafe. It's far too risky for him, considering her volatility.
    HOPE: So if it's so dangerous, what are we doing to protect Nick?
    ABE: Hope, you know the drill. We would never put someone's neck out like this without having all our best officers out there to protect him. And, because it is an international case, we have the ISA working with us as well.
     
    Hope relaxes somewhat, but is still somewhat nervous as to what could happen to her cousin. She looks at Nick, who is deep in his thoughts.
     
    Eventually, Nick finally responds with a quick nod of agreement.
     
    NICK: Okay. Yeah. Let's do it.
     
    Abe smiles at Nick's decision, as Hope looks on, more than a little concerned.
     
    ---
     
    Rafe stands before Gabi in the Kiriakis living room, his arms folded in front of him as he scolds his sister for moving into the house.
     
    RAFE: I don't know if I can trust that you know what you’re doing right now, Gabi. You aren't exactly doing something that makes a lot of sense, and you've done way crazier stuff before.
    GABI: AND I've managed to get myself out of my messes before. Right?
     
    Rafe sighs, shaking his head.
     
    RAFE: That's beside the point and you know it.
    GABI: Look, it's not like I'm still in...
     
    Gabi steps in closer to Rafe and speaks softly, just in case anyone's listening in.
     
    GABI: Look, I am not under some kind of spell, Rafe. I know what Nick is like. I'm under no delusions about who he is. You just need to know that I am okay, and that I am doing what I have to do to protect myself and my daughter, okay?
     
    Rafe shakes his head, as Gabi steps closer to him, putting a hand on his shoulder.
     
    GABI: Can you do that for me?
    RAFE: Gabi, I just...I don't like the looks of this.
    GABI: You don't have to. You just have to be my brother, and support me.
     
    Gabi hugs Rafe tightly, as Rafe hugs back, almost afraid to let her go. His voice cracking slightly, he relays something to Gabi as Gabi steps back from hugging her brother.
     
    RAFE: Ah...Abuela says to call her.
     
    Gabi nods, dabbing a tear in her eye.
     
    GABI: I will.
     
    Rafe sighs, incredibly hesitant to leave.
     
    RAFE: Look...I don't like this.
    GABI: I know.
    RAFE: If you need anything. Anything at all. You call me, okay?
     
    Gabi nods, smiling though she's tearing up.
     
    GABI: I will. Thank you.
     
    Rafe looks Gabi up and down, as though it's the last he'll see of her, before nodding and turning back toward the door.
     
    RAFE: Be careful, Gabi.
     
    Rafe walks out of the living room, leaving Gabi alone in the living room. She stands, tense and scared, as she scans the room.
     
    GABI: Yeah. Careful. It's what I should've been all along. (sigh)
     

    Gabi, deep in her thoughts, heads over to the bar and pours a drink from the caraffe, as Anjelica walks in. Spotting Gabi pouring herself a drink, she can't resist making a sniping remark.
     
    ANJELICA: Well, we're on the sauce rather early this morning, aren't we?
     
    Gabi turns to face Anjelica, who smiles with a sardonic sweetness.
     
    ---
     
    At Kate's, John is going over the plan he'd worked out with Abe with Billie and Kate. Billie is less than thrilled by the plan.
     
    JOHN: So if we use Nick's influence to draw them in, I'll be observing in the Alamain Tower next door, and we'll get Shane remotely working to shut down the main power and elevators, so they can't get out.
     
    Kate sits behind John, still sipping on her breakfast smoothie casually while she listens.
     
    KATE: Some high-tech spy gear.
    JOHN: Well, the ISA is state-of-the-art in every way.
    KATE: I'll say.
    BILLIE: I still have some reservations about including Nick on this, though.
     
    John seems somewhat confused by Billie's reticence.
     
    JOHN: Why's that? He's the perfect target for them. Someone's already made an attempt on his life. This week, for God's sake!
    BILLIE: Yeah. And obviously there's a reason for that. John, I don't think Nick has clean hands in all this. We may be barking up the wrong tree, and HE may be involved in this deeper than anyone thought. He MAY be the third suspect.
     
    John turns away, wincing in disbelief at Billie's assertion.
     
    JOHN: Oh, come on, Billie! Nick's a smart kid, but he's not capable of pulling something like this off.
    BILLIE: John. I know that kid. Very well.
     
    Kate interrupts, setting the glass that held her smoothie in the dishwasher.
     
    KATE: Better than most!
     
    Billie gives Kate a cutting glare, as John retorts without missing a beat.
     
    JOHN: Look, it's worth a try, at the very least. We have to find SOME way to draw Sheryl and Jordan out into the open where it's not gonna put an officer in immediate danger. Somewhere tightly controlled where we can handle what's gonna go down.
    BILLIE: I mean, I guess. But I don't think Nick's presence will influence Jordan.
     
    Kate replies, eyes rolling freely as she mocks Jordan.
     
    KATE: It won't. But...if Rafe's going, she'll be all too happy to play the belle of the ball for her fiancé.
    BILLIE: Well, Mom, if you can hold your acid tongue long enough, can you maybe find out for sure. And maybe...influence his decision a bit.
    KATE: I can certainly try.
     
    As Kate responds, the doorbell rings. Everyone turns toward the door, as Billie walks over to slide open the front door.
     

    Sami arrives and immediately storms in, not even paying attention to who's inside.
     
    SAMI: Kate, we got trouble. EJ is up to something, and I'm worried it's about Nick and the....
     
    Sami stops herself when she realizes Billie and John are both visiting. She stammers, standing wide-eyed as Kate looks at her, unimpressed.
     
    SAMI: John...Billie...you're here early!
     
    Sami looks around, giving them both a fake smile that does little to hide her panic. Kate, meanwhile, sighs from the kitchenette, pursing her lips and rolling her eyes at Sami's incompetence.
     
    ---
     

    At the Salem Central Bank, EJ sits opposite a bank manager in his office. The man, unseen by us, speaks to EJ from behind his desk.
     
    BANK MANAGER: Mr. DiMera, what can I do for you today?
    EJ: Well, I was wondering if you could help me access this safe deposit box, I believe this would be with your bank?
     
    EJ presents the bank manager with the key he found in the living room safe at the DiMera mansion, and smiles confidently.
     
    ---
  5. beebs
    EPISODE 190
    Written by A. Washington-Beeby
    Story Consultant: C. Nathaniel Richardson & Nick Monarco
     

    At the Salem PD HQ, Hope walks Nick out of Roman's office, holding his arm. She's evidently concerned for him after his sudden painful headache in Roman's office, and that concern is evident in her voice.
     
    HOPE: You know, I would feel a lot better if I drove you to work, Nick.
    NICK: No, no, don't worry about me, Hope. Honestly, I'm okay.
     
    Hope stops, letting go of Nick's arm, as they continue talking in the main lobby of the police station.
     
    HOPE: Yeah, and you weren't a few minutes ago, so...
    NICK: I...apologize for that. I've been under a lot of stress, and...you know, sometimes it gets to me.
     
    Hope stops, and looks at Nick, arms folded. She nods, furrowing her brow.
     
    HOPE: I don't know if I believe you. But...okay, whatever you say.
    NICK: (laughs) Look, I know I worried you before, but I promise, I will stop in to make an appointment with Dr. Grant as soon as I'm done at work today, okay?
    HOPE: Okay. It's a deal.
     
    Hope smiles, as Nick extends his hand to shake Hope's.
     
    HOPE: And please, Nick. Be careful tonight at the party. I know....I know Abe thinks it's a great idea, and I know you wanna do your part to put Sheryl and Jordan away, but...please...please be careful.
     
    Nick smiles, leaning in to kiss Hope on the cheek as a 'thank you' for her concern.
     
    NICK: I will. You don't have to worry. I have faith in what Abe can do, especially with the ISA involved.
    HOPE: Well, just remember, even spies aren't perfect. I'll see you later.
    NICK: Okay. Thanks, Hope.
    HOPE: See you tonight.
     
    As Nick walks out the door of the police station, Hope looks on, with grave concern in her eyes, countering Nick's confidence.
     
    ---
     

    At Kate's loft, Billie slides open the front door, revealing Sami on the other side. Sami immediately, not even paying attention to who's inside.
     
    SAMI: Kate, we got trouble. EJ is up to something, and I'm worried it's about Nick and the....
     
    Sami stops herself when she realizes Billie and John are both visiting. She stammers, standing wide-eyed as Kate looks at her, unimpressed.
     
    SAMI: John...Billie...you're here early!
     
    Sami looks around, giving them both a fake smile that does little to hide her panic. Kate, meanwhile, sighs from the kitchenette, pursing her lips and rolling her eyes at Sami's incompetence.
     
    John holds up a cup of coffee Kate's just handed him. He nods in greeting to his stepdaughter.
     
    JOHN: Morning, Sami.
     
    Sami stands in Kate's loft, caught off-guard by both John's and Billie's presence. Unsure how to complete her thought, she laughs awkwardly.
     
    SAMI: John! Billie! How...how great to see you, Kate and I were...
    KATE: We were just talking about how Nick's so...green in the job, he's not exactly reliable yet...so...
     
    Billie is immediately suspicious, knowing that Nick had something hanging over the heads of everyone on the Titan board.
     
    JOHN: Oh, I...I see.
    SAMI: Yeah. Ah...Look, I ah...I came to pick Kate up for work, were you...gonna be in town for long?
    JOHN: Not ah...not too long.
    SAMI: Mm. I guess it makes sense, since you're divorcing my mom, and leaving her to go on your little adventures with the ISA and all--
     
    Kate gets up from her stool, clearing her throat before Sami can get too deep into her hostility with John.
     
    KATE: Ohhhkay. I think it's time to go. John, good to see you. Billie, I will see you at work. Sami and I have some things to catch up on so she can drive me over today.
     
    As Kate grabs her purse, John looks puzzled, further alarming Sami.
     
    JOHN: Didn't...don't you and Sami work for each other's competition?
    SAMI: Yeah, it's ummm...
    KATE: Yes, but we're working on a charity function together. Nick is...heavily involved, so...anyway. Have a great day, all. We'll see you tonight!
     
    Kate and Sami make a quick exit, muttering to each other on the way out, as their backs are turned to John and Billie, who look on, bemused.
     
    SAMI: (under her breath) Nice save.
    KATE: (under her breath) I wouldn't have to if you weren't such a lousy liar.
    SAMI: Lousy?! I--
     
    Kate slams the loft door shut, leaving Billie and John behind. Billie turns to look at John, both of them equally confused by what just transpired.
     
    ---
     

    Gabi stands at the bar in the Kiriakis living room, pouring herself a drink, as Anjelica steps into the room. Spotting Gabi putting the cap on the brandy caraffe, Anjelica can't help but make a crack.
     
    ANJELICA: Well, we're on the sauce rather early this morning, aren't we?
     
    Gabi turns to face Anjelica, who smiles with a sardonic sweetness.
     
    GABI: I'm off today. And since I worked so hard yesterday, I figured I'd start tonight's festivities a little early.
     
    Anjelica smiles smugly, as she calmly patronizes Gabi.
     
    ANJELICA: Gabi, one thing you're going to need to learn now that you're entering into high society is that one never starts indulging too many hours before an engagement. We don't want our entrance to be a sloppy one, lest we end up on the society page.
     
    Gabi takes a sip of her drink, before putting it down, all ready to do battle with an obviously-hostile Anjelica.
     
    GABI: I suppose that would be important to someone like you. Especially considering how image-conscious you'd need to be to erase the bad memories of your former husband from everyone's minds.
    ANJELICA: That was a long time ago.
    GABI: Not in the public's minds.
     
    As Gabi leans against the bar table, hand on hip, giving Anjelica a self-satisfied smile, Anjelica folds her hands together, and steps in closer to Gabi in an attempt to intimidate her.
     
    ANJELICA: Well, that's part of why we need to be careful. And why we can't allow people with just...any breeding to be seen in our presence.
    GABI: And what exact breeding did you mean? The kind that has an affair with a man younger than her own stepson and has his baby?
     
    Anjelica draws herself up, as Gabi continues her attack, chuckling to herself, swishing her drink in her hand.
     
    GABI: Heh, you thought I didn’t know about you, didn’t you? By the way, your son has grown into a FINE piece of man. I have to say. I might suggest to Nick that we do a little...swap one night, Noelle, Alex, Nick, and I. It might be a lot of fun!
    ANJELICA: You really are exactly what I thought you'd be.
     
    Gabi stays cool under pressure, snapping back immediately as Anjelica begins to react to her vitriol.
     
    GABI: Oh, you don't think he'd interested? Shame.
     
    Gabi takes a sip of her drink, as Anjelica tenses her jaw, nearly spitting her words out.
     
    ANJELICA: You can't even fake being attracted to him, can you?
    GABI: Nick? I love him. Why else would I have moved in here with the likes of you?
    ANJELICA: Oh I can think of a few reasons. Status. The affection from a man you know you won't get elsewhere...OH! And here's a big one. Money!
     
    Gabi feigns shock, putting her hand to her chest in fake indignation.
     
    ---
     
     
    ---
     

    Nick walks into Horton Town Square, as Jordan emerges from the Java Cafe with a coffee in hand. Upon spotting Nick, she immediately tries to avoid him, looking away and walking as far from him as possible, but Nick catches on, and steps into her path, smiling widely as he blocks her way.
     
    Jordan sighs, rolling her eyes, as Nick grabs her arm. She pulls away, frustrated by him.
     
    NICK: Not so fast--
    JORDAN: Let go of me.
     
    Nick releases Jordan's arm, as she readjusts herself. She looks up at Nick with a deep-seeded anger in her eyes.
     
    NICK: Why are you trying to avoid me, Jordan? I thought we were friends!
    JORDAN: You're real funny, Nick. I happened to see your little stunt on Nicole's special last night.
     
    Nick feigns excitement, appearing chipper that Jordan saw him on TV, as she stands back, unimpressed.
     
    NICK: Oh good! You saw me! I was hoping you were watching.
    JORDAN: Oh, I definitely was. It's too bad that stage light didn't do what it was supposed to.
    NICK: Aww don't be like that.
    JORDAN: Well, what do you expect me to be like? You nearly ruined my life. Hell, for all I know, you still could!
    NICK: Mmm, no. No, you did that all on your own.
     
    Jordan sighs, as Nick carries on as though he hadn't said anything serious.
     
    NICK: So, are you going to the gala tonight?
     
    Jordan looks at Nick, unsure whether to be honest or not.
     
    JORDAN: Probably. I know Rafe wanted to go, and I intend to enjoy whatever time I can spend with him, so...
    NICK: That's sweet.
     
    Nick smiles widely, but Jordan isn't moved. Nick leans in a bit closer.
     
    NICK: I ah...I think you're right to spend every second you can with Rafe now. Because you know, tomorrow isn't promised.
    JORDAN: Is that a threat, Nick?
    NICK: Oh, no. No, just, a suggestion you tread lightly. I know Sheryl's been looking for you. And...you know, your connection could cause a lot of problems for you and your new fiancé.
     
    Jordan rolls her eyes, looking around to make sure no one familiar is watching this exchange.
     
    JORDAN: I appreciate your concern. But I figured that light falling an inch from your head would've given you a little wake up call.
    NICK: Oh, it certainly did that!
    JORDAN: Yeah, not the kind I'm talking about. I'm talking about the kind where you stay out of affairs that don't concern you. Let people live their lives and keep what you know about their business to yourself.
     
    Nick nods attentively, before rebuffing Jordan's statement entirely.
     
    NICK: Well, that would be fine except that....your business was affecting my business...and I thought the public had a right to know exactly how.
    JORDAN: You're sick.
    NICK: That's rich coming from a woman who helped blow up a bank.
     
    Jordan cuts in almost immediately, raising her voice for a moment before stepping in close to Nick, speaking softly but firmly to him to defend herself.
     
    JORDAN: I am NOT that person anymore! For one, I have nothing to do with Sheryl anymore, and besides that, I am trying to start a new life here with Rafe.
    NICK: That's funny, because...that's not why you came to Salem. Is it?
    JORDAN: No. But it's why I stayed.
     
    Jordan sighs, looking a bit defeated as she appeals to Nick's humanity.
     
    JORDAN: Look, all I want is a chance to start over with the man I love. To have a second chance at life. To make up for my mistakes, and maybe undo some of the damage I did. You got your second chance, Nick. And look at what you've been able to do with it. Let me have mine.
     
    Jordan turns and walks away, as Nick watches her. He looks on, contemplative of what she's told him.
     
    ---
     

    Will approaches the Kiriakis house, as Rafe exits. Will looks up, after putting his car keys in his pocket, somewhat surprised to see Rafe in front of him.
     
    WILL: Rafe!
    RAFE: Will. You ah...you obviously heard the news.
     
    Will rolls his eyes, as he half-heartedly laughs.
     
    WILL: Yeah. Heh. Yeah, I heard.
     
    Rafe looks surprised.
     
    RAFE: She didn't tell you either?
    WILL: No. No...I found out thanks to Nick gloating about it last night before someone tried to drop a light on his head on live TV.
     
    Rafe nods, the situation crystallizing in his head.
     
    RAFE: Right. (sigh)
    WILL: I'm...guessing you just found out?
    RAFE: Yeah. And...Gabi wants me not to worry.
     
    Will chuckles before responding, eliciting a bit of a glare from Rafe.
     
    WILL: Yeah, that's gonna work.
    RAFE: You know damn well I'm not gonna stop worrying about her until she's outta this house.
    WILL: You and me both. But...hey, take some solace in the fact she left Ari with us.
    RAFE: That's...that's something. And it tells me she doesn't intend to make it permanent.
    WILL: I didn't think for a second she did.
     
    Rafe perks up slightly at Will's last statement, certain there's more to the story.
     
    RAFE: You know something.
     
    Will shrugs, trying to keep Rafe from digging any further.
     
    WILL: No more than you do. I just know she isn't exactly in love with the guy.
     
    Rafe sighs, more confused than ever. He looks down at the ground for a moment, before looking back up at Will.
     
    RAFE: You came here to see Gabi?
    WILL: I mean...kinda. I actually was just here to drop off something for Alex, but...
    RAFE: Can you do me a favour?
    WILL: Anything.
    RAFE: Talk to her. Convince her that moving into this house is a BAD idea. I have such a rotten feeling about this.
     
    Will holds up his hands to stop Rafe continuing. His urgency makes it clear he agrees.
     
    WILL: Oh no, trust me. I agree. This is...this is absolutely not what I want, but...Rafe, I don't know that I can convince her once her mind's made up. You know Gabi.
    RAFE: I do. And I also know you're one of the few people who can get through to her. So...please. For me. For Ari. Try.
     
    Will takes a second, before nodding back at Rafe solemnly.
     
    WILL: I will.
     
    Rafe pats Will's back for a moment, before heading for his car.
     
    RAFE: Thanks, man.
    WILL: No problem.
     
    As Rafe takes off, Will steps toward the front door. He sighs as he watches Rafe walk away, unsure if he can pull of what Rafe's asked of him.
     
    WILL: No problem at all.
     
    ...
     
    Inside the Kiriakis house, Gabi stands in the living room, inches from a hostile Anjelica. Gabi holds her drink in her hand as she looks unfazed at her new rival.
     
    GABI: You know...for a houseguest that...pretty much nobody wants here, you really seem to act like you own the place.
    ANJELICA: Watch it, Chiquita--
    GABI: Oooh, Anj, low-hanging fruit. I'm surprised at you.
     
    Anjelica ignores Gabi's crack, and continues.
     
    ANJELICA: I have a lot more influence in this house than you think.
    GABI: Maybe when it was Victor's house. But it's Nick's now. And I am his guest. And my influence with Nick is FAR greater than yours. So I would try very hard not to rock the boat if I were you. There's no worse look than a person running for governor who's homeless, is there?
     
    Anjelica furrows her brow, unsure how much Gabi actually knows about her situation with Nick. Anjelica takes a moment before replying.
     
    ANJELICA: I'll land on my feet just fine. The question I have is...what do you get out of this? I mean, if you’re just after money...there's a ton of easier ways to get at it than this. And I mean, I know Nick. He's hardly a prize catch.
     
    Gabi smirks, trying to stifle a chuckle.
     
    GABI: And your husband was? Riverfront Knifer?
     
    Gabi finishes her drink and sets it down on the bar, before turning back toward Anjelica, and pointing a finger, a curious look on her face.
     
    GABI: Didn't he kill Maggie's daughter? (laughs) I am...stunned that anyone with your last name is even allowed on the GROUNDS after that!
     
    Gabi cracks up, producing a mocking laughter, as she shakes her head at Anjelica.
     
    ANJELICA: I am not Harper.
    GABI: But you're using his legacy to try to sell yourself into office. I mean, I get it, yours isn't so hot, either. But, maybe....before you start trying to come for me, you clean up your own backyard first?
     
    Before Anjelica can interject, Will enters the living room, immediately sensing the tension in the room.
     
    WILL: OH! Hi! Umm…I’m sorry, am I interrupting…something?
     
    Gabi and Anjelica turn to face Will. Gabi is relieved to see him, while Anjelica is visibly irritated by his arrival.
     
    GABI: Will!
    WILL: I'm...ah...actually here to drop off something for Alex, but...
     
    Anjelica walks toward the foyer, nearly knocking Will over in the process.
     
    ANJELICA: Of course you are. I'll go get him so you can engage in repartée with someone more on your level.
     
    Anjelica smirks pointedly at Gabi, before stepping out of the room, heading up to Alex's bedroom. Will's eyes widen as he looks at Gabi, relieved to be away from Anjelica's hostility.
     
    WILL: Right! So....what did I just walk in on?
     
    Gabi grimaces, trying to downplay the tension in the room just moments before.
     
    ---
     

    At the Salem Central Bank, the bank manager hands the safe deposit key back to EJ, who sits across from him at his desk.
     
    BANK MANAGER: Ahh...this...actually isn't our key.
    EJ: Oh?
    BANK MANAGER: Unfortunately, it's true. And, to that end, I couldn't tell you which bank it would belong to.
     
    EJ sighs, looking down at the key that he grasps tightly in his hand.
     
    EJ: Damn. I was really hoping to get some of Father's personal affairs in order.
    BANK MANAGER: Oh, is your father okay?
     
    EJ puts on a somewhat sombre expression, exaggerating Stefano's health concerns to gain sympathy.
     
    EJ: Well, we've been...struggling with his diabetes, and...not to get too personal, but I would like to have his estate in order before it's too late. If you know what I mean.
     
    The Bank Manager seems touched by this, responding in an earnestly sympathetic way.
     
    BANK MANAGER: Oh...Oh, absolutely. I just...I wish I could tell you more.
    EJ: No, I ah...I understand the privacy laws and whatnot. Umm...but as his right hand at DiMera, this...this little loose end did take me by surprise. Ummm...you wouldn't happen to have heard or seen anything that could help.
    BANK MANAGER: I wish I could but...(sigh) You know, since you are involved in the company...
     
    The Bank Manager clicks his computer mouse a couple times, pulling up some DiMera files. Sending a copy to his printer, the documents emerge before EJ's eyes, delighting him.
     
    BANK MANAGER: These might give you some insights into recent executive activity. Maybe give you an idea of where to look.
     
    EJ lights up, nodding gladly toward the Bank Manager, as more and more pages print out.
     
    ---
     
    As Sami drives Kate toward the Titan building, she looks tense at the wheel, and is unusually silent. Kate looks over at her, concerned.
     
    KATE: Alright, you dragged me out of there in a hurry, and now you won't talk. What is it?
     
    Sami finally looks over at Kate momentarily, and begins to speak, her eyes now nervously darting back and forth between Kate and the road ahead.
     
    SAMI: It's EJ.
    KATE: I gathered that much. Now, what about him?
    SAMI: Kate, I think he might be...(sigh) I think he's double-crossing us.
     
    Kate looks at Sami, incredulous.
     
    KATE: What?!
    SAMI: I'm serious.
    KATE: Sami, where would you get an idea like that? The man...practically worships the ground you walk on.
    SAMI: Yeah well, he's a good actor.
     
    Kate takes a second, turning her head away to look at the road ahead, as Sami continues to stare off at the road with laser focus.
     
    After a second, Kate tries again.
     
    KATE: What...exactly happened this morning to put this into your head?
    SAMI: I got up, and he was already heading for the door. He was trying to sneak out.
    KATE: Okay?
    SAMI: He said he had a meeting, but when I broke into his tablet--
     
    Kate cracks up at Sami's typically blasé mention of her invading EJ's privacy.
     
    KATE: Yes, of course...
    SAMI: There was no meeting in his calendar.
    KATE: Okay, maybe it was last minute. These things happen, Sami!
    SAMI: Not with EJ. He puts everything in that timetable. Everything. He is neurotic about that timetable, Kate. And I just can't shake the feeling he's up to something. Stefano's...got in his head. Something, I don't know, but--
     
    Kate sighs, unsure what to say next, but after a moment of listening to Sami ramble, Kate interjects.
     
    KATE: Sami...Sami, turn in here, let's grab a coffee. (sigh) Not that you need any more caffeine, you're so tense you could cut diamonds between your shoulder blades.
     
    Kate rolls her eyes at Sami's anxious demeanor, as Sami obliges Kate's request to pull into the Java Cafe parking lot, as Kate continues to talk.
     
    KATE: You know, I can't understand how you can so easily change your mind about EJ like this. The man absolutely adores you, Sami. Anyone could see it! You were about to be married again before this whole mess with Nick cropped up. I just...I don't understand how that little twerp can so easily come between you like this.
    SAMI: Well, he did.
     
    Sami pulls into the parking spot, and Sami turns off the car, about to get out. Kate grabs Sami's arm, stopping her before she can open the driver's side door.
     
    KATE: Bull. I don't buy it. Now there's something you're not telling me, and I want to know what it is. Why are you so mistrustful of EJ now? After all you've been through with him?
     
    Sami takes a second, and sighs. Breathing in deeply to avoid getting emotional, she finally speaks, her voice cracking.
     
    SAMI: After...after we found out about Kristen raping Eric, I...I started having flashbacks to...(sigh) to the night Johnny and Allie were conceived...and...
     
    Sami closes her eyes, trying to keep her composure, and failing, as Kate, immediately realizing what's happening, pulls Sami towards her, holding her in a motherly embrace.
     
    ---
     
     
     
  6. beebs
    DAYS OF OUR LIVES Ep. 20
    Written by A. Washington-Beeby
    Story Consultants: ML Cooks & C. Nathaniel Richardson
     
    Sami is in the garden, deep in thought, thinking back on her fight with EJ, his revelation about his raping her, and their son together, Johnny. Sami thinks of him, but for the first time, Sami connects her young son with EJ's ultimatum in the car during the snowstorm. Her pain, her feeling of violation, her sense of helplessness in the situation. She flashes back further in that moment to her rape as a teenager. She tries to stop the associations, but the flashbacks overwhelm her, she begins crying.
     
    Johnny spots Sami from the house and emerges from inside to run over to her to give her a hug.
     
    JOHNNY: Mommy!!
     
    Sami winces at his touch, but holds it in. She tries to keep a cool head, but she still needs time to think and alone time. She hugs Johnny back, but pulls away quickly.
     
    SAMI: Hey Johnny.
    JOHNNY: Mommy, you look sad. What's wrong? Did you have another fight with Dad?
    SAMI: Of course not, honey. I just...I need some time alone to think. But it's sweet you came to see me. But...I need you to do me a favour.
    JOHNNY: What's that?
    SAMI: I need you to go upstairs and do whatever homework you have. And I promise you I'll bring home something tasty from the bakery when you're done, okay?
    JOHNNY: Yeah!
     
    Johnny excitedly runs back into the house. Sami watches Johnny run inside before breaking down in tears, slumping down in the grass.
     
    ---
     
     
    ---
     
    Kim holds her hand out to Theresa again, as they stand in the hallway of the apartment block.
     
    KIM: Look, Theresa, I tried to tell you I was coming to see the apartment about 6 times. You never answered.
    THERESA: Well, I was busy. In fact, I'm still busy. I'm on my way out.
     
    Theresa brusquely shuts the door to her apartment and locks it up, almost to prove a point to Kim that she's unwelcome inside. Before stepping away, she points her key at Kim.
     
    THERESA: Look, do me a favour. Don't come knocking on my door for "friendly visits", and for God's sake, don't spy on me. I'm an adult, and I don't need you or anyone else in this family of Polyannas to come check up on me. Got it?
     
    Theresa storms off to the elevator. Kim sighs heavily. The landlord stands awkwardly in the hall next to Kim, unsure what to do or say.
     
    LANDLORD: So...I assume you've met your new neighbour before?
     
    Kim shoots the landlord a look.
     
    ---
     
    Roman, Kate, and Lucas are at Roman's office at the police station, going over Roman's discoveries on Jordan & Sheryl.
     
    ROMAN: So...Kate, you are going to have to keep Jordan around at all costs. I see she's with Rafe. Support them, or at least appear to. Whatever you do, you cannot make it obvious that you're onto her. At any cost. Same goes for you, Lucas. I need you both to keep Sheryl on your payroll. Make it seem like nothing has changed.
     
     
    Lucas looks sick after that statement.
     
    LUCAS: I may have already blown that.
    KATE: What do you mean by that?
    LUCAS: Well, I ran into Sheryl at Club TBD earlier and I...I admit, I was acting really standoffish.
    KATE: Do you think she suspects anything?
    LUCAS: It's possible. But I think I can maybe calm her nerves later on. I'm gonna meet her for dinner at Chez Rouge after this.
    ROMAN: That's good. That'll keep her suspicions at bay for now. Now, here's what we're gonna do. The ISA is going to send over an agent to work with you at MadWorld, and their sole function will be to suss out exactly what Sheryl and Jordan are up to, and they'll be working overtime to try to stop them before anything serious goes down.
    KATE: Well, how will I explain this to my other employees? Is it going to be someone I can use? I mean...I can't just throw some random person into the executive team.
    ROMAN: You won't have to. The ISA is sending Billie. That way, no one's suspicions will be raised, and you'll have someone who knows your company.
     
    Kate smiles, impressed that Roman truly thought of everything with this plan.
     
    KATE: Roman Brady, you're a genius.
     
    ---
     
    Brady enters Chez Rouge. Maggie greets him at the door, a hesitant smile on her face.
     
    MAGGIE: Brady.
    BRADY: Maggie! Uh...I made...a reservation for two tonight.
    MAGGIE: Oh really! Is this a date?
    BRADY: Yes, it most definitely is, so I figured, where better to take a beautiful young lady than to the most intimate restaurant in town.
    MAGGIE: Ohhh, don't flatter me, Brady. Come on now. I'll show you to your seat.
     
    Maggie motions Brady over to a table, and talks with him as she heads over.
     
    MAGGIE: I assume she's meeting you here, then?
    BRADY: Yeah. She is, she should be along shortly so...
     
    Maggie shows Brady to his seat. Maggie talks to him as he sits down.
     
    MAGGIE: That's lovely. I'll be sure to send her your way. Listen...Brady, I want to tell you how glad I am to see you find someone new to connect with. I really do hope this is the start of a great new direction for you. You deserve it.
     
    Brady smiles, somewhat surprised after not having heard a single word of praise in awhile.
     
    BRADY: Thanks, Maggie. I appreciate that.
    MAGGIE: Don't mention it. So who is this young lady you'll be dining with tonight?
    THERESA: Her name's Theresa Donovan, and she's oh-so happy to be here.
     
    Theresa takes Maggie by surprise, and Maggie turns around, all the joy and hope washed from her face as she looks at Brady's date.
     
    ---
     
    EJ and Abby are inside Abby's office at the hospital. EJ has come to break off their affair, and, believing they are alone, is being rather candid about the whole issue. Little do either of them know that Anne Milbauer is around the corner, holding her cell phone on record.
     
    Abigail is feeling a little uncomfortable after EJ explicitly states that he wants to end their affair, but refuses to let it show. She maintains her alluring presence.
     
    ABBY: Why would you want to give this up, EJ? What is it? Did Sami give you a hard time?
    EJ: Let's not go there, Abigail.
     
    Abigail wraps her arms around EJ's neck, leaning in slowly for a kiss, her speech softer with every word.
     
    ABBY: Why not? We seem to go there over and over...and over.
     
    EJ ducks away before Abigail can plant a kiss on him. Anne stands, excited as all get-out over how juicy the whole situation is.
     
    EJ: Enough, Abigail. I'm serious. Look, I need you to understand something. It's not just that it's inappropriate for you to be throwing yourself at me in your workplace, but you have to remember, Samantha and I...we have children together. Alright? I can't be risking what may be my last chance to allow my kids to grow up with both their parents together. Happy. I lost that chance at a very early age, Abigail. I won't put my kids through it as well.
     
    Abigail becomes increasingly pensive as EJ speaks. Her facade of confidence and sensuality cracks, and the insecure girl in her re-emerges.
     
    ABBY: My God. I've been so stupid. And selfish.
    EJ: Abigail, don't beat yourself up over thi--
    ABBY: And YOU! You want to pretend this never happened. Don't you? Just sweep me under the rug? Or maybe you wanna pull me out on special occasions when you haven't been getting any from Sami, huh? Business trips?
    EJ: Abigail, you know this isn't just some cheap sex for me. I really do care for you.
    ABBY: But that's the thing...that's what I just realized. It isn't just some cheap sex for you. It's control. You aren't getting sex from Sami. She's controlling you. And you wanna feel like the man, in charge of someone's emotions. And that's where I come in. Right, EJ?
    EJ: That's not it at all, Abigail, I'm telling you. It's...look, something happened tonight. Something took over in me, and I...I said something I really shouldn't have. But it made me realize what's important in my life. And what's important to me is my family. Samantha, and our children. They are my family.
    ABBY: I understand that, EJ. I really do. Your kids need you, Sami loves you, but that's the thing. You love control more than you'll ever love her.
    EJ: That's not fair, Abigail.
    ABBY: None of this is fair. I wish I'd never gone to Smith Island in the first place.
     
    Abigail turns around, shaking her head, upset, and thinking hard about that fateful trip to the island cabin.
     
    ABBY: But that doesn't mean I just turn my feelings off for you. I still want you. I really do wish that we'd been able to keep going this morning.
    EJ: (with a little laugh) It's not all that, I promise you. Sex in the office just makes a mess for yourself to clean up later.
    ABBY: This isn't a laughing matter, though, EJ. Look, I really need to...I need to clear my head.
     
    Abigail turns to head out of the room, EJ grabs her arm to stop her.
     
    EJ: Abigail. Wait. I'm sorry this hasn't worked out in your favour. But remember. I'm always here for you. No matter what. I want to remain your friend.
    ABBY: How's that even gonna be possible, EJ?
    EJ: You'll find a way. Remember, you're important to me. More than you know.
     
    EJ turns and walks out of the office. Abigail tries in vain to hold in tears, as Anne walks into her office, applauding slowly.
     
    ANNE: You know, that performance could've won you an Emmy. Good work, Abby!
     
    Abigail turns around in horror to see Anne in her doorway.
     
    ---
  7. beebs
    EPISODE 191
    Written by A. Washington-Beeby
    Story Consultant: C. Nathaniel Richardson & Nick Monarco
     

    Will stands, leaning forward on the back of the sofa in the Kiriakis living room, as Gabi stands nearby with arms folded, more than a little stunned at her interaction moments before with Anjelica.
     
    WILL: Okay, what did I just walk in on?
     
    Gabi turns to look at Will, shrugging, as she stumbles over her words, trying to explain herself.
     
    GABI: I....honestly? I think I just...stood up for myself.
     
    Will looks somewhat confused, and probes on.
     
    WILL: Oh? Against Anjelica Deveraux?
    GABI: Yeah, I'm...I'm kinda amazed I had it in me. She's...
    WILL: She can be pretty intimidating, I know...
     
    Gabi nods quickly, her nerves once again returning.
     
    GABI: Yeah, I...she's not very happy I'm here.
    WILL: Yeah, not...not many of us are, Gabi. You really need to be careful whose bad side you get on.
     
    Gabi looks at Will, seriously.
     
    GABI: You mean yours and Sonny's?
     
    Will is somewhat taken aback by Gabi's accusation, and holds his tongue.
     
    ---
     

    In Sami's car, Kate holds Sami, cradling her motheringly as Sami cries.
     
    KATE: It's okay....Shhh....it's alright.
     
    After a moment, Sami leans back over into her own seat. Kate looks through her clutch for a tissue, and hands one to Sami, as Kate gives her some advice.
     
    KATE: Have you talked to anyone about this?
     
    Sami calms down a bit, wiping the tearstains from her eyes, as she explains her situation to Kate.
     
    SAMI: Yeah, EJ and I have been in therapy.
    KATE: That's good! And he can afford the best, of course.
    SAMI: Mom suggested we see Laura Horton about it.
     
    Kate tries in vain to hold her tongue, but can't quite manage it.
     
    KATE: Well, she's certainly...a therapist.
     
    Sami throws her head back against the headrest, annoyed by Kate's sarcasm.
     
    SAMI: Ugh, Kate--
    KATE: Look, therapist aside, you're doing everything right to save your relationship, and so is EJ. You're talking about your problems, you're seeking help. EJ is doing everything he can to be there for you, isn't he?
     
    Sami nods, closing her eyes to try to stop herself from crying more.
     
    KATE: Then don't you think you need to have a little more faith in him? I don't think he's doing any of this with any ulterior motives. And you know me, I am one of the most suspicious people on the planet, and with good reason. So, maybe it's time you take stock of the man you've got right now, the man EJ has become these last few years.
     
    Sami sighs, mulling over Kate's advice.
     
    ---
     

    At the Salem Central Bank, EJ goes over the documents the bank has provided. He spots a curious transaction, and looks up from the documents.
     
    EJ: Sorry, this line right here, there's a transfer out of one of our business accounts...but I'm not sure what SCGWB stands for.
     
    The Bank Manager is handed the document by EJ. He scans it over, and nods, before handing it back to EJ.
     
    BANK MANAGER: South Chicago Great Western Bank.
     
    EJ smiles widely, knowing he's got a lead.
     
    EJ: Thank you. I ah...I think I've got all I need.
     
    EJ gets up from his seat, quickly shakes the bank manager's hand, before darting out of the office. He smiles as realizes this may be the clue that will help him destroy the evidence Nick and Stefano have against him, and Sami.
     
    ---
     
     
     
    ---
     
    Will, looking toward Gabi in the Kiriakis living room, sighs before he answers Gabi. He folds his arms, visibly uncomfortable, and trying not to misspeak.
     
    WILL: Gabi, you're not on our bad side. You know better than that.
    GABI: Well...I mean, I wouldn't be surprised if you were...
     
    Will walks up at Gabi, putting a comforting hand on her shoulder.
     
    WILL: Gabi, I'm always gonna support you. No matter what. You and Ari...Sonny and I are here for you, but...I mean, we weren't exactly thrilled that you...unilaterally decided to move in with Nick with no warning. I mean...
    GABI: No, I know. I know. And I'm sorry, Will. I really am, but...
     
    Gabi looks around, before walking towards the double doors separating the living room from the foyer. She nervously checks the foyer and staircase as she speaks, before closing the double doors to give her and Will some privacy.
     
    GABI: I really didn't have....much of a choice in the matter. You know what's at stake, and...
     
    After Gabi shuts the doors, Gabi turns around to face Will, a worried look in her eye.
     
    GABI: And I'm worried that if we don't take care of this situation quickly, that all of us are gonna be in danger.
    WILL: Yeah, but, Gabi...why put yourself in the line of fire? You have Ari to worry about.
    GABI: I can handle it. I can handle it, I can handle Nick. Okay, Will? Just...look, just...I just told Rafe the same thing, but, trust me. Okay? After tonight, you won't have to worry anymore. I promise.
     
    Will sighs, shaking his head as he looks Gabi's way.
     
    WILL: How can I be sure of that, Gabi?
     

     
    Gabi goes to answer, but Alex enters the room at that moment, smiling warmly at Will, who turns around at the sound of the doors opening from the foyer.
     
    ALEX: Hey! Will! Gabi, good morning!
    WILL: Alex! Hey! I ah...I brought the papers you were asking about.
     
    As Alex enters the room, Gabi all but vanishes in Will's eyes, as Gabi's phone vibrates.
     
    It's Nick.
     
    ALEX: Amazing, I've just gotta say goodbye to Noelle before we head off. Anjelica's got her working as her assistant today, so she's nervous, just gotta...give her a little pep talk, you know.
    WILL: Yeah--
     
    Gabi interrupts their small talk, heading briskly for the door. Gabi squeezes Will's shoulder quickly as she passes, as a half-assed goodbye.
     
    GABI: I gotta...take a call, you guys. I'll see you later?
    WILL: Yeah, for sure.
     
    Gabi heads out of the living room, into the foyer, her phone up to her ear as she answers Nick's call, a phony glee in her voice as she greets him chirpily, but with a miserable face.
     
    GABI: (into phone) Hey, Nick! What's up?
     
    ...
     

    At the Titan Building, Nick walks through the lobby on his cell phone. He has on his usual smug expression as he cheerfully responds to Gabi on the line.
     
    NICK: (into phone) Hey, Babe. I ummm...I was wondering if you could pop by my new office.
     
    ...
     
    Gabi looks to the side, a little confused.
     
    GABI: (into phone) Ah, sure? Did you need me to bring you something?
     
    ...
     
    NICK: (into phone) No no! I'm good, I ah...I just have a little surprise for you, that's all.
     
    ...
     
    Gabi looks nervous, but pretends to be excited by the news.
     
    GABI: (into phone) Okay, that's...exciting. Umm...I can't wait, I'll be right down?
     
    ...
     
    Nick presses the up button for the elevator, and smiles widely at the news that Gabi's on her way.
     
    NICK: (into phone) Yeah! No rush, I gotta iron a couple details out with Julie first, but I should be ready in about...half an hour?
     
    ...
     
    GABI: (into phone) I'll be there.
     
    ...
     
    NICK: (into phone) Love you.
     
    ...
     
    Gabi winces at Nick's assertion of love, and struggles to respond in kind, but ultimately does.
     
    GABI: (into phone) Me too.
     
    Gabi hangs up the phone, sighing heavily, frustrated by her continued charade.
     
    GABI: What are you up to now, Nick?
     
    ...
     
    As the elevator door opens in the Titan lobby, Nick grins from ear to ear, thrilled that his plans appear to be coming together. Nick thinks to himself about his plans as he steps on board.
     
    NICK: (voiceover) You'll never see me coming, Gabi. I got you right where I want you.
     
    The elevator doors close with Nick inside the elevator, still smiling widely.
     
    ---
     
    Kate and Sami pull into the underground parking at the Titan Building, coffees from the Java Café now in hand. They prepare to leave the car, when Sami looks over at Kate and smiles.
     
    SAMI: Thank you, by the way.
     
    Kate looks over at Sami, returns the smile, putting a comforting hand on Sami's shoulder.
     
    KATE: I know you're going through Hell. I understand. Just remember, you're doing a great job, and remember that you've got a fiancé who loves you, and is going to defend you no matter what. You just have to believe in him.
    SAMI: You're right. You're right, I'm...letting my suspicions run wild, and...I know EJ has no reason to hide things from me to hurt me.
    KATE: Exactly. Never forget that.
     
    As Sami and Kate step out of the car, Sami's phone buzzes. It's EJ.
     
    SAMI: (into phone) EJ!
     
    ...
     
    EJ stands outside the Salem Central Bank, the safe deposit key in his hand.
     
    EJ: (into phone) Samantha! Darling, I'm glad I got ahold of you.
     
    ...
     
    Sami shuts the door to her car, a deep concern in her eyes that Kate immediately spots.
     
    SAMI: (into phone) Wha...why, what's wrong?
    EJ: (via phone) Nothing. Actually, it's very good news, possibly...I just...unfortunately I'm going to need to go to Chicago to make sure.
    SAMI: (into phone) Chicago?
     
    Sami pulls a face, incredulous at EJ's story.
     
    ...
     
    EJ looks down at the ground, somewhat contrite.
     
    EJ: (into phone) Yeah, umm...something's come up, but it may fix things for us, for everybody. I just...I need to get to Chicago and sort it out now, so...unfortunately, I won't be back til' after the party tonight.
     
    ...
     
    Sami's face hardens, as she attempts to maintain a caring tone on the phone.
     
    EJ: (via phone) I'm sorry, sweetheart. I will make it up to you, I promise.
    SAMI: (into phone) That's...yeah. No, I...I get it. Just...let me know when you're back, okay?
     
    ...
     
    EJ: (into phone) Will do. Love you.
     
    ...
     
    Sami tries not to roll her eyes, as she answers EJ before ending the call.
     
    SAMI: (into phone) Yeah. Love you.
     
    Sami hangs up the phone, and turns to Kate, who now appears worried that all her hard work has been for nothing.
     
    KATE: What happened?
    SAMI: Oh nothing, I just know for sure now that EJ's been lying. He's absolutely up to something, and I'm gonna find out what.
     
    Sami storms off toward the Titan building, leaving Kate behind with a worried expression in her eyes, before Kate turns to follow Sami inside.
     
     
     
  8. beebs
    EPISODE 188
    Written by A. Washington-Beeby
    Story Consultant: C. Nathaniel Richardson & Nick Monarco
     

    On the desk in the DiMera living room, sits the invitation to the gala grand re-opening of the Penthouse Grille. Next to it, a freshly-emptied coffee cup is slammed down on the desk. We see that it is EJ's who is dialing a local bank branch.
     
    EJ: (into phone) Yes, this is EJ DiMera, may I speak with Michael Howell, please?...Yes, Michael, it's EJ DiMera. I was curious if you were available to meet with me this morning before 10am....no, the ah...the sooner the better. This is somewhat of an urgent matter...I...I mean, it's not really to do with any particular business account, this is more to do with our safe deposit boxes....Yes, 8:45 is perfect. Cheers.
     
    EJ hangs up, relieved to get a time window with Michael, as he holds the safe deposit box key in his hand. He flips it, feeling momentarily triumphant that maybe he will get an answer to what is in that box.
     
    EJ: Alright. Time to find out what's in you.
     

    EJ picks up his briefcase and heads for the door, only to run into a groggy Sami, who's just emerged from upstairs in her robe. She furrows her brow, curious as to what EJ is up to.
     
    EJ: Samantha!
    SAMI: You're...you're ready awfully early. Where's the fire?
     
    EJ stands in the doorway of the living room, visibly uncomfortable with Sami's suspicion.
     
    ---
     

    Gabi walks into the Kiriakis living room, checking frantically to ensure she's alone. She is dressed for the day, and has her purse with her. 
     
    After a moment, she closes the double doors leading to the living room, and scurries to the other side of the room, checking the hallway toward the kitchen. Realizing she's truly alone, Gabi relaxes slightly, her actions becoming a bit less stacatto.
     
    From her purse, she pulls out the photos of her, Sami, and Kate in their attempt to drown Nick in the river. Carefully, she studies them, sighing as she flips through them.
     
    GABI: Well...all you gotta do is burn them, Gabi. And you're homefree.
     
    Gabi stops flipping when she hits upon the photos of EJ and Abby in a passionate liplock at the Smith Island cabin. After an excruciatingly long moment, Gabi looks ahead at the fireplace, with a roaring fire burning before her. She continues, thinking over her problem.
     
    GABI: (voiceover) But what if I'm not.
     
    Gabi takes a moment, and ponders over her situation more carefully, pacing the room as she thinks to herself.
     
    GABI: (voiceover) What if EJ's been playing Sami, Kate, and I all along? I've never trusted him, and he's never exactly been all that loyal to Sami, either. Plus, what if Nick has him by the balls. Nick could making EJ play Sami for his own benefit...or...EJ could be on the level this time.
     
    Gabi stops herself as she stands before the fire, ready to toss the pictures in. 
     
    GABI: Burn 'em, or keep 'em. (sigh) What are you gonna do, Gabi?
     
    Gabi stares into the fire, more confused than ever.
     
    ---
     

    Nick walks into the Salem PD Headquarters, his manila envelope containing the files on Sheryl and Jordan in hand.
     
    Spotting Rafe nearby, he walks over to greet him.
     
    NICK: Rafe! Good morning!
     
    Rafe is less-than-thrilled to see Nick, and takes a good swig of the black coffee in his hand before responding. The coffee's heat and bitterness causes Rafe to wince as he answers, his words dripping with sarcasm.
     
    RAFE: Nick. You're up awfully early. Got tired of tormenting my sister so you decided to torment me, hm?
     
    Nick chuckles, giving him his trademark smirk as he follows a disintered Rafe around like a lost puppydog.
     
    NICK: You know, I think your protectiveness of Gabi is admirable. And I get it. I mean, we both love her, we both want what's best for her--
     
    Rafe sits down at a desk in the middle of the room, setting his coffee cup down and leaning back as he interrupts Nick's diatribe.
     
    RAFE: Naaah, see...see, you want what's best for you, and you've got some real wild ideas about what love is, Nick. I gotta tell you, so...I think the best thing for you to do, if you really love my sister...you know, like a normal person would do, is to leave her the Hell alone.
     
    Nick leans in closer to Rafe, across the desk from him, still smiling smugly.
     
    NICK: Well...I'd love to go tête-a-tête about what's best for Gabi, but...I have some business to take care of before I go home to have breakfast with her. See, since we live together now and all...
     
    Rafe sits up suddenly, shocked by what he hears.
     
    RAFE: What...are you talking about?
    NICK: You haven't heard? She moved in last night with me at the Kiriakis mansion. 
     
    Rafe laughs mockingly, shaking his head at what he perceives as a sick joke of Nick's.
     
    RAFE: Give me a break. She'd never move in with the likes of you--
    NICK: ...Oh, don't worry. She has her own bedroom, so...no hanky panky, for now anyway. If you don't believe me though? Ask her yourself. Now, if you don't mind, I have some information for Roman, and--
    RAFE: You sick...
     

    Hope approaches at this moment, stifling Rafe's enraged reaction to Nick's news. She looks at Nick sternly.
     
    HOPE: Ahhh...Roman's...not in yet. And I don't know if he will be today. Is everything okay here?
     
    Rafe looks up at Hope, a little startled by her arrival. Suddenly overcome by concern over Gabi, Rafe answers her question in a bit of a panic.
     
    RAFE: Like Hell it is. This clown just told me Gabi moved in with him.
    NICK: Like it or not, Rafe...it's true.
    HOPE: Now, hold on. Rafe, just cool--
    RAFE: I'm not cooling down, Hope. Look, I gotta go talk to my sister. Find out what the Hell's going on.
     
    Rafe gets up from his desk, and grabs his jacket. Quickly downing his coffee, he starts to walk off, almost ignoring everything around him as Nick goads him on his way out of the station.
     
    NICK: Tell her I won't be long, Rafe!
     
    Nick chuckles to himself, as Rafe storms off. Hope stays behind, unimpressed by Nick's harrassing way.
     
    HOPE: Your mother wouldn't be very impressed by you right now, you know.
     
    Nick's smug look disappears, as Hope motions Nick toward Roman's office.
     
    HOPE: Don't worry, I'm not gonna call her. Come on with me, I wanted to talk to you anyway about last night.
     
    Hope turns and leads Nick into Roman's office. Once Nick's inside, Hope slams the door shut to the office, prompting Nick's almost-unbearable pain to arise once again. Hope doesn't notice at first, and begins to speak to Nick with her back to him, oblivious as Nick begins to hold his head in immense pain.
     
    HOPE: So let's start with what you've got for Roman, since I'm gonna be taking care of his case load while he's...
     
    Hope turns around, struck by the image of Nick leaning against the nearby desk, clutching his head. She cautiously steps toward him to see if he's okay.
     
    HOPE: Nick? Nick, are you okay? NICK!
     
    ---
     
     
    ---
     
    EJ stands in the doorway of the DiMera living room, trying to think of an answer to Sami's question, as Sami stands before him, rubbing her eyes of sleep.
     
    EJ: Samantha...I umm...I have to head out to a...an early meeting.
    SAMI: Meeting? It's like...not even 8am, EJ.
    EJ: I realize, I just...I have some prep to do before so I'm gonna...head into the office early and get myself organized. You know?
     
    Sami looks at EJ with a furrowed brow. She looks at him for a moment, before nodding and walking into the living room, making a beeline to the coffee tray Harold laid out.
     
    SAMI: Right.
     
    EJ isn't sure if Sami has bought his story, and watches her walk to the coffee carefully.
     
    After a moment, Sami turns to respond further to EJ.
     
    SAMI: Well, I'm gonna be at the office for 9:30. I have to stop off at Kate's. We have to...figure out what the plan is for tonight. I'm hoping Lucas was right and that this is the last we have to deal with Nick.
     
    EJ sighs, responding somewhat more naturally to this than his previous statement.
     
    EJ: Yeah. Trust me, I know. Gonna try to make sure of that.
    SAMI: Right? Ummm...why don't you call me when your meeting's done, okay?
     
    EJ nods, walking over to Sami, and giving her a goodbye peck on the lips.
     
    EJ: Absolutely. Let me know how the meeting with Kate goes, alright?
    SAMI: Yeah. Will do. Love you.
    EJ: Love you.
     
    After a moment spent looking lovingly at each other, EJ heads out of the room. Sami listens carefully for EJ to close the door to the house, before slowly walking over to EJ's desk in the corner of the room.
     
    SAMI: Mmmhmm...
     
    Sami pulls out the tablet from the top drawer. Shifty-eyed, she turns it on, and begins to tap the screen.
     
    SAMI: Alright, EJ. Let's see who this so-called "meeting" is with.
     
    Sami tries to log in and is immediately successful.
     
    SAMI: (sigh) EJ, you really need to be better at passwords if you're gonna be married to me.
     
    Sami smiles, pleased with herself at getting access to EJ's tablet so quickly, before opening up the Calendar app.
     
    After a moment's work, she pulls up today's schedule. Other than the Penthouse Grille party in the evening, there's nothing on his calendar for today.
     
    SAMI: Aaaaand just as I thought. Nothing.
     
    Sami sets the tablet down on the desk, sighing as she looks around the room, trying to figure out what EJ's up to.
     
    SAMI: Alright, EJ. What are you not telling me?
     
    ---
     
    Hope rests a hand on Nick's shoulder, as he grasps at his head, trying to calm the intense head pain he's experiencing, as he leans against the desk in Roman's office.
     
    HOPE: Nick! 
     
    Nick begins to bring himself into check. He breathes deeply, while Hope looks on, deeply concerned for him.
     
    NICK: I'm okay. I promise. Umm...Hope, do you have a glass of water or anything?
    HOPE: Yeah! Yeah, one sec.
     
    Hope races over to the water cooler in the corner of the room, and hastily pours Nick a cup, as Nick grabs a pill from his jacket pocket and quickly pops it in his mouth without Hope seeing it.
     
    Hope returns with the glass of water, and Nick downs it and the pill quickly.
     
    HOPE: Here.
    NICK: Thank you.
    HOPE: Nick, are you sure you're okay? This...this isn't because of the light falling last night, is it?
     
    Nick shakes his head quickly, trying to not upset his head any futher, as he tries to focus himself to talk to Hope.
     
    NICK: No, no. This started before then. I'm okay, though. Um...did you...did you make any progress on that, by the way?
    HOPE: Not really. We found a...drop of blood by the door of the elevator, but...haven't been able to tie it to anyone so far.
    NICK: Hm...well, I can make a statement for you later if you want. I just...I wanna get this info I have to Roman about the people who were trying to sabotage the Titan servers.
     
    Hope sits down next to Nick, as they both lean on the edge of Roman's desk.
     
    HOPE: Yeah, that's fine. I'll look into it if you want. Do you...you think the light falling on the soundstage is connected to the Titan hack?
     
    Nick shrugs, speaking unusually candidly to his cousin, without the dastardly pretense he usually carries himself with.
     
    NICK: Pfft, I don't know. It's not like I've been making a lot of friends lately. It could be anybody, for any number of reasons.
    HOPE: But you didn't see anything or anyone unusual in the studio at all?
    NICK: No.
    HOPE: What about Jerome Grant? Did you see him at all?
     
    Nick takes a moment to think it over, before slowly shaking his head.
     
    NICK: No...no I haven't seen him since I ran into him with Abby at Salem U a few weeks ago. Like I said Hope, I didn't see anything, and I don't know that there's a connection between the light falling in the TV studio and the Titan hack.
    HOPE: Well someone was out to get you, Nick. And you've become pretty powerful, pretty quickly. That usually creates a lot of enemies in a hurry, especially in this town.
    NICK: No, you're right. 
    HOPE: Plus, I did watch Nicole's special last night, and you were about to drop some names that seemed extremely delicious to you. So, I don't think it's out of the realm of possibility that the two are connected.
     
    Nick nods, taking a moment to compose himself before answering Hope.
     
    NICK: Yeah, you're right. I mean, I do know who the Titan hackers are, and I was going to expose them. Right there, on TV.
    HOPE: That's why you're here now, isn't it? You know who they are.
     

    Abe's voice cuts through, causing Nick and Hope to look toward the door of Roman's office, where Abe has just walked in.
     
    ABE: Well that's good to hear. Because I want them caught by the end of tonight. And I think you, Nick, can help us make that happen.
     
    Nick looks a bit confused, but smiles at Abe's determined statement.
     
    ---
     

    Kate stands in the kitchenette of her loft, scooping yogurt into a bowl for herself, as Billie opens and walks through the front door to her mother's home. Kate barely looks up as her daughter enters, continuing to prep her breakfast.
     
    KATE: Another good night with the good doctor?
     
    Billie shuts the door to Kate's loft, giving her mother an annoyed look.
     
    BILLIE: As a matter of fact, yes. Thank you.
     
    Kate throws some banana slices on top of her yogourt, before pulling a spoon from the utensil drawer. She raises it as if it were a teacher's ruler, scolding Billie playfully.
     
    KATE: I told you to be careful with Daniel, honey.
    BILLIE: Mother....just because you've had your problems with Daniel doesn't mean I will.
    KATE: If it were just me, that'd be one thing. But the only person he hasn't screwed in some form or fashion in this family has been Austin...well, and...wait, no, just Austin.
    BILLIE: Mom!
     
    Kate shrugs, before picking up her bowl to eat her breakfast.
     
    KATE: Okay, he didn't REALLY do anything to Phillip and he doesn't know Rex or Cassie, thank God, but other than that--
     
    Billie becomes exasperated with Kate, cutting her off a second time.
     
    BILLIE: Mother! Enough! I get it!
    KATE: Well, I'm sorry but I don't see where I'm wrong here. And yes, I know I do this to you daily but I'm HOPING, maybe eventually I'll get through to you!
    BILLIE: Well, that makes one of us, because I know I won't get through to you.
     
    Kate downs a spoonful of her breakfast, before pointing her spoon once again Billie's way to help make her point.
     
    KATE: Mm! You're right. You won't.
     
    Billie rolls her eyes as she sits down on a stool on the other side of the kitchen bar, as Kate changes the subject abruptly.
     
    KATE: So, what's on the agenda today? You going to the big gala at the Penthouse Grille tonight?
    BILLIE: I will be, yeah. I'm hoping we can get this business with Sheryl, Jordan, and Nick finally finished tonight.
    KATE: Oh, honey, don't worry. I know for a FACT we're gonna bust them before the night's done. We have them dead to rights!
     
    Billie pauses a moment before responding, less confident than her mother.
     
    BILLIE: I'm not so sure about that, honestly.
     
    Kate looks back at Billie, a little confused.
     
    KATE: What do you mean by that?
    BILLIE: I mean we're going to have to come up with a plan, and fast to get them into our trap, or they're gonna slip through our fingers.
    KATE: We'll get them. I have faith in you, and in Abe.
    BILLIE: Well, let's hope so.
    KATE: Want me to pick you up?
     
    Billie is about to answer, when the doorbell rings. Getting up from the stool she's been sitting on, she heads for the door, still turning back to look at Kate.
     
    BILLIE: No, it's fine. I'm going to the hospital to visit Theresa first, and Daniel's gonna drive me over.
     
    Kate takes the last bite of her breakfast, before holding her spoon up, wagging it disapprovingly at Billie again.
     
    KATE:  More bad decisions.
    BILLIE: Whatever, Mother.
     

    Billie turns away from Kate, and slides open the door to the loft, revealing John at the other side. Billie is surprised to see him.
     
    ---
     
    Gabi stands before the raging fire in the Kiriakis fireplace, holding the photos of her, Sami, and Kate trying to drown Nick in her hands. She throws the pictures in, one by one.
     
    She exhales audibly, the relief visible in her face as the evidence that Nick held over her disappears before her eyes. She stops suddenly once she hits the photos of Abby and EJ together at Smith Island. She sighs again, holding the pictures in her hands.
     
    GABI: Do I? Or don't I?
     
    After a moment, Gabi silently makes her decision. She draws the photos close to her chest, and slowly returns those particular pictures back into the manila envelope that contained them. 
     
    She sighs again, nodding slowly.
     
    GABI: It's the best insurance. Just in case EJ's playing both sides. Now I have some power.
     

    Gabi places the envelope in her bag, before turning to head for the doorway, only to be stopped by the sound of Maggie and Rafe chatting as Maggie opens the door to the Kiriakis living room.
     
    The sound startles Gabi, who hasn't quite got the pictures stuffed into her purse, and she quickly swings her bag behind her back, which Rafe spots immediately.
     
    GABI: Rafe!
    MAGGIE: Ahh...Gabi...Good morning! Rafe's here to see you.
     
    Gabi smiles awkwardly, her arms trying desperately to hide her handbag from Rafe's view (unsuccessfully). Maggie seems equally baffled by Gabi's strong reaction to Rafe's arrival, and observes both of their reactions to each other.
     
    GABI: Awesome! What...what did you want, Rafe?
    RAFE: Gabi...you and I need to have a little chat.
     
    Gabi tenses up, not sure what exactly is going on, as Rafe looks at her stoicly.
     
    ---
  10. beebs
    EPISODE 192
    Written by A. Washington-Beeby
    Story Consultant: C. Nathaniel Richardson & Nick Monarco
     

    Inside the Titan building, Sami marches through the sliding doors of the building, quickly followed by Kate, who is trying to catch up, hoping to calm Sami down before she goes any further.
     
    KATE: Sami! Sami, stop.
     
    Sami ignores Kate and makes a beeline for the elevator, but Kate grabs Sami’s arm to stop her dead in her tracks.
     
    KATE: Sami!
    SAMI: What?
     
    Kate looks around and steps in closer to Sami, speaking softly so as not to draw attention to themselves.
     
    KATE: Is it not possible that EJ is working on something to help save us? I mean, why does your mind immediately go to sabotage?
    SAMI: Because there’s too much that doesn’t fit, Kate. I don’t trust him, and I KNOW EJ’s hiding something from me.
    KATE: For your own protection! Sami, if there was something EJ needed to take care of to clear you, it might be dangerous, and you know you don’t exactly tread lightly in precarious situations.
     
    Sami rolls her eyes at Kate, but doesn’t fire back, recognizing she probably has a point.
     
    SAMI: (sigh) Yeah.
    KATE: Look, I know you’re dealing with a lot, and it’s hard to trust a man who would violate you the way he did…but you know what he’s done to make it up to you. Sami, you need to remember that EJ had a choice, multiple times. To choose his father, or you. And he has chosen you.
    SAMI: And what if he’s playing both sides—
    KATE: He’s not! Sami, you need to trust someone in all this. Trust EJ.
     
    Before Sami can answer, Kate and Sami’s phone buzz. A text message has been sent to them both.
     
    Sami looks at her phone, her face drops immediately. Kate looks up at Sami, a horrified expression in her eyes.
     
    SAMI: Oh God.
    KATE: Nick.
     
    Kate motions to the elevator.
     
    KATE: Come on, let’s go.
     
    Kate and Sami turn toward the elevator, making haste to see what doom awaits.
     
    ---
     

    Nick, upstairs at the Penthouse Grille with Julie, slyly stuffs his cell phone back into his pocket. Julie is directing the staff where to place the tables, as Percy approaches Nick, emerging from the elevator.
     
    JULIE: Oh oh oh, Kelly! Put it to the left a bit more. I want to make a dancefloor area for tonight. Thank you, darling!
    PERCY: GREETINGS!
     
    Julie jumps at Percy’s announcement, turning around to see who’s arrived.
     
    JULIE: Oh my God! You…(laughs) you scared me.
    PERCY: My apologies, Mrs. Williams.
    JULIE: Well, your apology is accepted, Mister…?
    PERCY: Ruggles. Percy Ruggles. I’m Nicholas’ assistant.
    JULIE: Ah! Delightful!
     
    Nick smiles at Percy as he interjects.
     
    NICK: Yeah, Percy is indispensable to me.
    JULIE: Good help is hard to find. Ah, Nick, I need to go over a couple things quickly for tonight.
    NICK: Oh, for sure, Julie. I need to as well.
     
    Nick turns quickly to Percy, and asks a favour of him.
     
    NICK: Ah, Percy. Can you head down to the copy room? I have a folder there I’m gonna need.
    PERCY: Certainly. Meet you in your office?
    NICK: Perfect.
     
    Percy takes off, as Nick turns his attentions back to Julie. He speaks in a joking manner to his cousin.
     
    NICK: Great. Alone at last!
     
    Julie smiles widely, grabbing her clipboard from the table in front of her.
     
    JULIE: Perfect. (laughs) Now, what did you need?
     
    Nick walks casually toward the floor-to-ceiling windows of the room, looking out at the cityscape as he goes over his plans for the night, his hands in the pant pockets of her suit.
     
    NICK: Well…I just want to make sure tonight goes off without a hitch. I have some big plans I need executed tonight.
     
    Nick turns to look at Julie from the window.
     
    NICK: Think you can handle it?
     
    Julie nods.
     
    JULIE: I think I can. What did you have in mind?
    NICK: Well…this is my first party since becoming CEO, and I wanted to make a splash. Sort of…announce my arrival in the business world. You know?
    JULIE: Alright…
     
     
    Nick walks back toward Julie, looking around the room, a bit in awe of the grandeur surrounding him.
    NICK: I want to have a…sort of official announcement mid-party. Two, actually. One to commemorate the new restaurant and all the work you and Maggie have put into it…and one for me. If that can be arranged?
     
    Julie beams, impressed by Nick’s plans. She starts to giggle as she responds to Nick’s idea.
     
    JULIE: I think so. (laughs) you know, Nick…I’m just…I’m so proud of you. And I think your mother would be as well if she were here.
     
    Julie hugs her cousin, who hugs back, though taken aback by the second reference to his mother that day.
     
    NICK: Thanks…
    JULIE: I do wish she could be here. And your father, too.
     
    Nick breaks out of their hug, suddenly with a dour expression.
     
    NICK: Yeah, I…I don’t know about that. Frankly, I’m kinda glad they aren’t here. Especially Mom.
     
    Julie looks confused, as Nick looks down, away from Julie’s probing gaze.
     
    NICK: Look, Julie, I gotta take off. But I think whatever you’ve got planned for tonight is gonna be great. Okay? So…Anyway, I’ll see you tonight.
     
    Nick heads for the elevator, leaving Julie behind, a little baffled by Nick’s less-than-positive reaction to his mother’s mention.
     
    ---
     

    At University Hospital, the elevator doors open, revealing Eric as he steps off to meet with Marlena and Kim, who are seated together in the waiting area. He can tell immediately the two women are tense, and approaches carefully so as not to startle them.
     
    ERIC: Morning.
     
    Marlena looks up at Eric, and smiles warmly at her son.
     
    MARLENA: Eric! I’m glad you’re here.
    KIM: Morning, Eric.
     
    Eric looks at Kim, and smiles quickly, before looking around for Roman, and Marlena and Kim rise from their seats.
     
    ERIC: Hey, Aunt Kim. Um…where’s dad?
    MARLENA: Oh, Valerie’s already taken him in to start his tests, we’re just waiting for him to finish now, and then…
    ERIC: …And then it’s my turn….Does…ummm…does Sami know about the test yet?
     
    Marlena looks down, somewhat embarrassed.
     
    MARLENA: Umm…no. I, I didn’t have a chance to tell her.
     
    Kim looks at Marlena, annoyance back on her face, as she probes for more information.
     
    KIM: Did you try to call her, at least?
    MARLENA: Well, we had to be here early, and…(sigh) I know this would upset her. She’s got enough on her plate right now, so—
     

    Before Kim can respond, Andrew emerges from down the hall with a tray of three coffees, one for Marlena, one for Kim, and one for himself. He nods and smiles as he sees Eric has arrived.
     
    ANDREW: Okay! Here we go, ladies! Hey Eric! So that’s…one for you, Ma. One for you, Marlena…umm…did you want one, Eric? I can always go back, and…
     
    Eric holds up his hand to refuse, shaking his head.
     
    ERIC: No no no no, I’m fine. Gotta keep an empty stomach before the tests anyway, so…I’ll get some after. Thanks, though.
    ANDREW: It’s cool, man. No problem.
     

    As Andrew finishes handing off the coffees, Valerie emerges from the exam room, approaching the group. They all turn to face Valerie, the group growing suddenly silent.
     
    VALERIE: Oh good. Eric, you’re here.
    ERIC: Yes! Dr. Grant.
    VALERIE: It’s time for your tests. Step inside with me, we’ll get you started.
     
    Valerie tries to cut the tension, smiling to welcome Eric into the exam room.
     
    As Eric walks inside, with Valerie following, she shuts the door behind him. The others stand outside the room, looking extremely tense, desperately worried about the outcome.
     
    ---
     
     
     
    ---
     

    Abby emerges from the Java Café, walking into the Horton Town Square, where she notices the hubbub of a camera crew set up. Curious, she looks around to see what’s going on, before she spots Jerome walking toward the café. The both smile as they greet each other.
     
    ABBY: Hey, Jerome!
    JEROME: Abs, what’s up?
     
    Jerome kisses Abby gently on the cheek, which makes Abby blush a bit.
     
    ABBY: Oh you know, just…morning coffee.
    JEROME: That was my plan, too. Got some time today, so I figured I’d take a walk for a bit, see what’s going on.
    ABBY: Yeah…looks like there’s a lot going on here.
     
    Abby points out the cameras and lights being set up in the square, which Jerome turns momentarily to look at, as well.
     
    JEROME: Yeah, some kinda…video shoot or ad or something for the Anjelica Deveraux campaign, I heard.
    ABBY: Ohh okay.
    JEROME: Hey, you busy tomorrow night? I got nothing planned and I figure, maybe we can go on a REAL date, maybe?
     
    Abby chuckles, but then sighs.
     
    ABBY: I wish I could. Nicole’s got me doing a bunch of work for the next show, and I won’t be able to get away.
     
    Abby perks up, suddenly, remembering the party.
     
    ABBY: BUT, I do have tonight free, if you wanna be my +1 at the Penthouse Grille party.
     
    Jerome’s face drops suddenly, as he stammers, trying to worm his way out of Abigail’s invitation.
     
    JEROME: Ah, oh….naw, I can’t tonight. I um…I gotta take care of an assignment.
    ABBY: Oh that’s fine, just do the assignment today and you should be done in time for the party. It doesn’t even start until 7—
    JEROME: Nah, it’s…it’s group work, and we…look, Abby I’m sorry. But we’ll get together soon. I promise.
     
    Abby looks confused, as her voice trails off.
     
    ABBY: Yeah, sure…
    JEROME: Look, I gotta get this coffee and head back. I’ll call you this week and we’ll figure something out, okay?
     
    Abby nods half-heartedly, as Jerome puts his hand on Abby’s shoulder, before heading into the Java Café.
     
    ABBY: Yeah, sure. Bye.
     
    As Jerome heads inside, Abby looks annoyed and disappointed.
     
     
    …
     

    Abby watches the film crew setting up, as Noelle and Anjelica stand together by the benches, going over their plan for the ad shoot. They are deep in discussion, as television cameras and lighting equipment are being set up around them. Noelle taps away on her tablet as she and Anjelica talk.
     
    NOELLE: So after you mention your energy plan, you’ll turn to Camera 2, and give the campaign slogan, and we’re out.
    ANJELICA: That simple!
    NOELLE: Thaaat simple.
     
    Anjelica smiles, a look of pride in her eyes, as Noelle saves a note on her tablet. As Anjelica begins to speak, Noelle looks up at Anjelica.
     
    ANJELICA: You know, I’m pleased you decided to join the campaign team, Noelle. You’ve been exactly what I needed. A firm hand, someone who’s organized, keeps up with me.
     
    Noelle looks down at the table in front of her, and sets her tablet down on it. She sighs, smiling at first, though very clearly troubled by something.
     
    NOELLE: Well, thank you, Anjelica. I think it was exactly what I needed. Lord knows sitting at home, trying to keep my husband’s attention isn’t working.
     
    Anjelica puts a hand on Noelle’s shoulder, as Noelle turns back to face her mother-in-law.
     
    ANJELICA: Hey. Alex loves you very, very much.
    NOELLE: Yeah, well. If he does, he’s forgotten how to show it.
     
    Noelle looks over, as the director walks over.
     
    DIRECTOR: Alright, Ms. Deveraux, we’re ready for you.
     
    Anjelica nods, and smiles at the director, before turning back to Noelle.
     
    ANJELICA: Perfect. Thank you.
     
    Anjelica squeezes Noelle’s hand quickly, trying to give her quick comfort before going in front of the camera.
     
    ANJELICA: Noelle. I know my son. If he wanted to be with anyone else, he would be with them. But he’s with you. You need to believe in that love he has for you. Okay?
     
    Noelle looks at Anjelica, and smiles half-heartedly, and nods, before looking back down at the table in front of her and grabbing her tablet to do a bit more work.
     
    Anjelica walks over to the director, before standing before the cameras as they prep her shot. Anjelica thinks to herself.
     
    ANJELICA: (voiceover) And if he doesn’t stay with you…then we’ll all have a lot more trouble.
     
    Anjelica looks straight ahead at the camera. And sighs, before brushing off the troubles on her mind, and smiles broadly.
     
    ---
     
    Kim steps into the hospital waiting room with a coffee in hand for Andrew, where Marlena and Andrew are seated, catching up. As Kim enters, Marlena and Andrew stand up, with Kim passing the coffee to Andrew.
     
    ANDREW: Thanks, Ma.
    MARLENA: Kim, any news?
     
    Kim shakes her head, all three of them visibly nervous and hesitant to talk.
     
    KIM: Not yet. (sigh) Not that I have any idea what this is going to achieve, anyway.
     
    Marlena pipes up, reiterating her reasons to Kim.
     
    MARLENA: Kim, we’ve been over this. We wanted to be sure that whatever is going on inside Roman’s brain isn’t hereditary. I’m hoping that we can maybe spare our kids the pain of going into this unprepared.
     
    Kim scoffs at Marlena’s assertion, dismissively responding.
     
    KIM: Oh, you mean like you prepared Sami?
     
    Marlena is stunned silent, as Kim continues, getting increasingly upset as she speaks.
     
    KIM: Because, honestly, Marlena, I think that shows me exactly what your real motives are for running these tests. It’s not to help Roman, it’s not to help Eric, or Andrew, or Theresa, or Chelsea, and Shawn, or ESPECIALLY Sami. Because if it were really about protecting them, you would’ve made SURE she was okay with it before we got here this morning, and the fact you didn’t? That shows me that this is still about proving that this is all another game of Stefano’s, and proving this…flight of fancy that MAYBE, just MAYBE, Roman isn’t actually dying because the man that’s dying before our eyes isn’t the real Roman Brady after all. Right, Marlena?
    ANDREW: Mom, come on--
     
    Marlena nods, holding in whatever anger she’s feeling, and tries to speak compassionately to Kim.
     
    MARLENA: No, no. Andrew, this is good. Kim, let it out—
    KIM: Oh, don’t you DARE patronize me, Marlena!
    MARLENA: No, Kimmy, I…you’ve been holding in your anger so much for so long, about everything. Kimmy, so much has happened to you lately, the more you bottle it up, the more likely it is that—
    KIM: That what?
     
    Marlena stops herself, and Kim waits a second for answer, before laughing with incredulity.
     
    KIM: Oh my God, you’re trying to shrink me!
     
    Marlena tries to remain calm, and speaks softly, but firmly.
     
    MARLENA: No, Kim. That’s not what I’m trying to do at all. I’m looking out for you as your friend.
    KIM: Oh come on, I’m not stupid. Come on, Marlena! Dammit, I’m a therapist too. I know what you’re doing. It’s not going to work with me, and you aren’t going to deflect from what I’m saying.
    ANDREW: Mom, it’s okay! Look, Marlena really is trying to help you. And deep down, you know that too!
     
    Kim scoffs at Andrew, almost to the point of tears at this point.
     
    KIM: Do I? Andrew, I don’t…I don’t know who to trust anymore. I couldn’t trust Philip, your father’s disappeared again, your sister is lying in a coma I don’t know if she’ll ever get out of, my mother barely recognizes me anymore, and my own friend is trying to…gamble with whatever’s left of my brother’s life.
     
    Marlena steps in, grabbing Kim by the hands and looking straight into her eyes. She speaks insistently to her friend.
     
    MARLENA: NO! No, Kimberly, that is NOT true! You have been hurting for so very long, and you have far too much on your plate. We’re here for you, Andrew and I. Look, whatever you think I’m trying to do, I promise you, I am not trying to hurt you or Roman. I love you both very very much, and I want your health and happiness more than anybody.
     
    Andrew puts a hand on Marlena’s shoulder, and agrees with Marlena.
    ANDREW: And so do I, Mom. We just want to look out for you.
    MARLENA: Now, I didn’t tell Sami about today because she has far too much going on right now herself. And she can be extremely unpredictable when she hears news that upsets her. I didn’t think you needed that today, so I held off until I knew something one way or another.
     
    Kim looks uncertain, as her eyes dart back and forth between her son and Marlena, studying them to see what to believe.
     
    KIM: And you want me to believe that you did this for me.
    MARLENA: I do because it’s the TRUTH, Kim. I did it for Sami, and for you. I want to take some of the burden off your shoulders, and so does Andrew. Please let us do that for you.
     
    Kim looks at her son, whose concern is plain on his face, before looking at Marlena, who still is holding Kim’s hands in hers. Kim sighs, thinking over everything she’s been told.
     
    ---
     
    At the Titan Building, in the hallway leading toward Nick’s office, Kate and Sami step off the elevator, and Sami walks quickly toward Nick’s office. Kate languishes behind, calling Sami back.
     
    KATE: Sami, wait.
     
    Sami stops, and turns back around, sounding annoyed at Kate.
     
    SAMI: What, Kate?
    KATE: We have to talk strategy before we go in there.
    SAMI: What is there to talk about, Kate? He’s just gonna blow more smoke, maybe get one of his headaches and make a bunch of idle threats. We got this.
    KATE: Except we don’t. I have a feeling something is up, otherwise he wouldn’t be calling us up to his office. Nick doesn’t play it that way. Now, we have to make sure Nick thinks we’re still in a bidding war over Gabi, and that you’re very annoyed with me for Gabi signing with MadWorld over you at Countess Wilhelmina. We have to keep the game going, and NOT even give a HINT of tension between you and EJ, got it?
     
    Sami is at first tense, her arms folded, and her demeanor defensive. But as Kate lays our her plan, Sami relaxes a bit, unfolding her arms, and finally nodding in agreement.
     
    SAMI: Yeah, probably for the best. I just…I don’t think we have anything to worry about where Nick’s concerned.
     

    As Sami finishes her sentence, the elevator doors open, revealing Gabi. Kate and Sami look dumfounded as Gabi steps off the elevator, just as surprised to see them as they are to see her.
     
    GABI: Okay, why are you two here?
     
    Kate turns to Sami, her eyes wide.
     
    KATE: I told you. He’s absolutely up to something.
     
    Kate turns to Gabi, and motions to her to come along.
     
    KATE: Let’s go.
    GABI: Okay, what is who up to?
    SAMI: Nick, who else? He’s called us all to his office.
    KATE: Right, and that means we have to stick to our game plan.
    GABI: And just what exactly IS our game plan?
     
    Kate stops just near Nick’s new secretary’s desk, and turns to look at Gabi.
     
    KATE: Follow my lead, and say nothing if at all possible.
     

    Kate turns back to look at the young woman at Nick’s reception desk.
     
    MALAYA: May I help you?
    KATE: Yes, we’re here to see Mr. Fallon. He should be expecting us.
    MALAYA: Perfect, and you are?
    KATE: Ms. Roberts, Miss Brady, and Miss Hernandez.
    MALAYA: Perfect, sit tight, I’ll let him know you’re here.
     
    Malaya calls through to Nick, who’s waiting inside his office. As she does this, Sami turns to Gabi, speaking softly so as not to be heard over the intercom.
     
    SAMI: (whispering) Kate’s right, don’t say a word unless you’re spoken to, and let Kate and I fight it out.
    GABI: (whispering) Okay, but he just said he had a surprise for me over the phone, I don’t know what that’s supposed to mean.
    KATE: I’m sure we’re about to find out.
     
    Nick emerges from his office, a bright smile on his face, as he motions to the three ladies come in.
     
    NICK: Morning, ladies. Won’t you step inside?
     
    Sami, Kate, and Gabi look at each other, then at Nick, suspicious and very clearly afraid of what’s coming, but trying desperately to hide it from Nick.
     
    ---
     
     
  11. beebs
    DAYS OF OUR LIVES Ep. 38
    Written by A. Washington-Beeby
    Story Consultants: ML Cooks & C. Nathaniel Richardson

    Nadia Bjorlin guest stars in this episode as Chloe Lane

    Brady and Theresa step out of the long black car at the red carpet at a luxurious club. A young man helps Theresa, dressed in a slutry black dress, from the car. Brady meets her as she exits the car and they enter the venue together. Flash bulbs go off as many pictures are taken. This is clearly a big event in the Chicago Nightlife.

    Theresa, arm in arm with Brady, stop for the pictures taken by press, before entering the main room of the club. It's a big space. Clearly more of an upscale venue.

    Inside the club, the press disappears. Here is an exclusive venue, filled with posh folks in suits and couture dresses. Theresa looks around, almost overwhelmed by the glamour.

    THERESA: I haven't seen anyplace like this since I was in LA. This place is fabulous.
    BRADY: I told you, this was THE event of the year in Chicago. And you look like you fit right in.
    THERESA: You're just saying that.
    BRADY: No! You're probably the most dazzling woman in here tonight.
    THERESA: And now I know you're lying.

    Theresa wraps her arms around Brady's neck and pulls him in to kiss her.

    THERESA: Keep up the good work.

    Just as the two kiss, a familiar voice calls over to them.

    CHLOE: Brady?

    Brady turns around to find Chloe Lane before him. Brady beams upon spotting his good friend and old flame. They quickly come together in a warm hug and friendly kiss. Theresa is instantly unimpressed by the reconnection, and clears her throat loudly. Brady reacts and turns to put a hand on each woman's back.

    BRADY: Uh...sorry, Theresa. This is my great, great friend, Chloe Lane. Chloe this is Theresa Donovan--
    THERESA: ...Brady's girlfiend. Nice to meet you.

    Chloe warmly extends her hand to an ice cold Theresa, who looks her up and down with some of the coldest looks outside of the Arctic Circle.

    ---

    Anne stands virtually nose-to-nose with EJ in her office. EJ having just threatened to make her disappear.

    ANNE: Big talk for a man who's virtually a lapdog to his daddy.
    EJ: Big mouth for a woman in middle management at a hospital.
    ANNE: I will have you know, I wield a lot more power than you think, and whether you want to admit it or not, pal, knowledge is power. And I got lots of it. So save your pompous speeches, and your name dropping, and your lousy plane tickets to Timbuktu. Because I'm not going anywhere.

    Anne walks over to the door of her office, opens it and motions for EJ to leave. He slowly walks out, never once taking his glowering eyes off Anne. Anne smiles smugly as EJ saunters out.

    ANNE: This year, Mr. DiMera. I've got work to do.

    EJ steps out finally, and before EJ can retort, Anne closes the door in his face. EJ turns and begins to use his cell phone.

    EJ: And indeed, so do I.

    He holds the phone up to his ear as he steps away from Anne's office.

    EJ: (into phone) Yes. She didn't bite. We will proceed as planned...Let me know.

    EJ puts his phone away and mutters to himself, a bit of a smile on his face.

    EJ: Let the fun begin.

    ---

    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Og7-6YubuS4

    ---

    Chloe and Theresa shake hands. Chloe shakes Theresa's with an earnest, firm grip. Theresa's, by comparison, is as limp as a dead fish.

    CHLOE: How nice to meet you! How have I not heard about Theresa, Brady?
    THERESA: Yeah, Brady! I mean, I know Chloe's good friends of Anne Milbauer but...I had no idea you two knew each other. Speaking of which, aren't you the one who got knocked up by Dr. Spray-Tan?

    Chloe's tone quickly begins to change as she sees Theresa's obvious sense of threat.

    CHLOE: You mean Daniel Jonas?
    THERESA: Yeah, that's the one.
    BRADY: Theresa, you remember how Daniel's a good friend of mine and all, right?
    THERESA: Well, you know, we can't pick the winner every race, now can we, Sweetie?

    Theresa pats Brady on the cheek before quickly turning her attentions back to Chloe for a moment.

    THERESA: In all fairness, at least The Barbie and The Ape produced a really cute little kid. Guess it just goes to show you, miracles happen every day, right? Excuse me, I need a drink or six.

    Theresa storms off, making a beeline for the bar. Brady looks apologetically to Chloe, who looks wide-eyed and awkwardly in Brady's direction.

    CHLOE: Oook. That could've gone better.
    BRADY: Yeaaah, well. She's got a bit of a temper, you know?
    CHLOE: And a tiny bit of a jealousy streak.
    BRADY: That too! Look, Chloe, I'm sorry for that. I'm really glad to see you, though. You performing tonight?
    CHLOE: I am! They wanted me to open this place up in the grandest style so I'll be singing tonight and...hopefully get some major exposure from it all.
    BRADY: I can't wait to hear it. It's good to see you.
    CHLOE: Same here. Brady. Come visit more.
    BRADY: Only if you do too.
    CHLOE: Promise.

    The two friends hug warmly, which only serves to aggravate an onlooking Theresa even more as she downs a shot of Tequila at the bar. Brady walks over to her and takes her by the arm, turning her around brusquely.

    BRADY: What in the Hell was that for?

    ---

    Will and Sonny walk through Horton Town Square together. They enjoy the evening air, looking relaxed, arm in arm. Will has a look of concern across his face that he's trying unsuccessfully to hide. Sonny catches it and looks to him.

    SONNY: Okay, I know that face. What's wrong?

    Will takes a moment to clue in and snaps out of his trance.

    WILL: Huh? Oh, no. Just...lots on my mind right now.
    SONNY: It's your mom, isn't it?
    WILL: Well, yeah, but...I mean...I'm not worried about that so much. Grandma Marlena's got a colleague coming in from out of town to help out and, I dunno, I think it'll be just fine.
    SONNY: Okay, so? What is it?

    Will points to a mannequin in the Men's shop window, dressed in high-end designer clothes.

    WILL: You see that? If I wanted to get that outfit right now, I could tell you, I could tell my mom, I could tell EJ, or my grandmother...and by tomorrow, one of you would probably get it for me.
    SONNY: Do you want it? Cos I think it'd look fantastic on you.
    WILL: Yeah, but Sonny, that's not the point.

    Sonny looks, a bit confused at Will.

    SONNY: Okay?
    WILL: The point is I should be able to get things I want myself. I'm an adult. I'm a man with a baby and a fiancee and...I can't afford anything without someone else doing it for me.
    SONNY: Come on, Will. You're a student.
    WILL: And school's almost over. I need to be thinking of how I can pay my own way on my own terms.
    SONNY: Well, come help me out at the club. I'm sure we can find you something.
    WILL: No. No. That's not a good idea. I need to find my own way, Sonny. I can't be living off the goodwill of my family forever.
    SONNY: Aww, you think I'm family.
    WILL: Well, you are. And legally, soon, you will be.

    Will takes Sonny by the arm again and they continue on their walk.

    WILL: So speaking of which, should we have an engagement party?
    SONNY: Well...

    ---

    Marlena steps into Roman's office reluctantly. Roman looks up at her, shaken up. Billie turns to see Marlena. She smiles half-heartedly.

    BILLIE: Marlena!
    MARLENA: Billie! I didn't realize you were in town.

    The two share a hug, but Marlena's concern shows through and she looks to Roman shortly afterwards, then looking to Billie to assess the situation before her.

    MARLENA: Have I come at a bad time?
    ROMAN: No, Doc. It's okay.
    BILLIE: Roman and I were just...going over some things.

    Marlena looks to an obviously troubled Roman.

    MARLENA: Oh. Well...I...I just came to talk to you about Sami.
    ROMAN: She alright?
    MARLENA: Uh...yes. She just...it's complicated. Billie. Would you excuse us for a moment?
    BILLIE: Sure. Umm...Roman? I'll be just outside and we can finish up.
    ROMAN: Sure thing.

    Billie closes the door behind her, leaving Roman and Marlena alone. Marlena's face grows more serious once Billie leaves.

    MARLENA: Is something wrong?
    ROMAN: Nah, it's...police business.
    MARLENA: Okay. Well, I came to tell you about a conversation I had with Sami about her engagement.
    ROMAN: Her what?
    MARLENA: Roman, we've debated this a lot. Just the other day, even.

    Roman's face lights up at the news, he gets up to head for the door.

    ROMAN: No! Nobody's told me anything. I'm thrilled. Where's the big guy, I'm gonna go congratulate him now!

    Marlena turns quickly to stop Roman from leaving the room.

    MARLENA: What? Who are you going to congratulate?
    ROMAN: Rafe, of course. That's who Sami's been with all this...

    Roman stops as he sees the look of worry on Marlena's face. He stops dead in his tracks before taking his hand off the doorknob. He slams his hand on the adjacent filing cabinet, startling Marlena, but she approaches him nonetheless.

    ROMAN: Dammit, Doc. Why am I forgetting everything? First Ma, now me? This isn't right, it's...

    Marlena walks over to Roman to comfort him, gently holding his shoulders as he looks to the ground shaking his head in despair.

    ---

    Anne walks through the park to get to her car. She walks quickly, but unafraid before hearing footsteps behind her. She turns around to see who is behind her, before dismissing the noises and carrying on.

    The footsteps continue.

    Anne stops this time. She turns around to see who's around her.

    ANNE: Hello?

    Hearing nothing, she carries on, heading into the parking lot where her car is located. She begins to pick up the pace as the footsteps continue. Just before reaching the parking lot, Anne turns around, now panicked, and hisses out to whomever is following her.

    ANNE: Dammit, DiMera, you're not gonna intimidate me by putting your goons on me. Got it?

    Hearing nothing again, Anne studies her surroundings carefully before continuing to the parking lot. Once there, she's so consumed by her concern that she steps out in front of an oncoming car. The car blares its horn as it tries to avoid hitting her.

    ---
  12. beebs

    DAYS #46: Aftermath

    By beebs,

    EPISODE 46
    Written by A. Washington-Beeby
    Story Consultants: ML Cooks & C. Nathaniel Richardson
     
     
    Abigail steps into the Horton living room, feeling groggy from the previous night's sleep. She looks in the mirror, studying the bags under her eyes, and thinks back to her tryst with EJ.
     
    She snaps herself out of it as Jenn walks in.
     
    JENNIFER: Hey, Honey. You heading for work soon?
    ABBY: Uh...yeah. Soon.
     
    Jenn's a bit concerned by Abby's drowsiness. She walks over to her, as Abby tries to pretend she's fine.
     
    JENNIFER: Honey, are you okay?
    ABBY: Yeah, Mom, I'm fine.
    JENNIFER: Are you sure? You've been so...down lately.
    ABBY: Well...what do you mean?
    JENNIFER: Well, you're tired all the time, you've put on weight, you're complaining about being sore when you get home from work. I mean, Abigail, you were never like this at the hospital. Are you sure you're enjoying working at Countess W?
    ABBY: Yeah! It's good.
     
    Jennifer isn't convinced, and presses some more, putting a hand on Abby's shoulder.
     
    JENNIFER: Really? You know, Abigail, you can tell me anyth--
     
    Abby finally snaps at Jenn, and turns sharply to face her.
     

     
    ABBY: ...Yes, Mom! It's a great job, and I'm fine. Could you please just stop...badgering me.
     
    Abby turns away and runs up the stairs, leaving Jenn in the living room, dumfounded.
     
    ---
     

     
    Rafe and Jordan drive down the highway, heading away from Salem. Smiling, and enjoying the drive despite the heavy cloudcover.
     
    RAFE: Yeah, it's gonna rain soon.
    JORDAN: Well, we got at least a couple more hours to drive yet, so, at least we'll stay dry, right?
    RAFE: Yeah. You know, I'm really glad you and I could get away for the weekend and you finally get to meet my mom. She's...pretty excited to finally meet you.
     
    Jordan smiles at Rafe.
     
    JORDAN: I'm really excited to meet her. Anita sounds like a lovely woman.
     
    Jordan looks away, her smile fades as she thinks back to what Sheryl told her.
     
    ***
     
    JORDAN'S FLASHBACK
     
    Sheryl looks matter-of-factly at Jordan, and, almost without emotion, issues a stern warning.
     

     
    SHERYL: If you get involved with that cop, you keep it strictly business. You use him as an in to find out what you can about EnerNext, and we'll use that in to get what we need. Do not catch feelings, Kaylie. I'm serious.
     
    ***
     
    RAFE: You alright?
     
    Jordan snaps out of it, and turns to Rafe. She smiles again.
     
    JORDAN: Yeah. I'm fine, just...thinking about work.
    RAFE: Well, look. You've got a whole weekend to not think about work, so just...don't worry about it.
    JORDAN: That's not always the easiest thing, and you know it.
     
    Rafe takes Jordan's hand in his and quickly smiles at her, before looking back at the road. Jordan smiles back, feeling reassured.
     
    The rain begins to come down against the windshield. Jordan looks out ahead. As she looks out, she sees a clearing off the upcoming embankment, with a group of cars lining the shoulder. Looking closer, she sees someone lying down on the side of the road.
     
    JORDAN: Oh my God, Rafe. Pull over.
    RAFE: What the...?
     
    Rafe pulls over and Jordan jumps out, and he and Jordan jump from the car. Rafe walks over to where the people are gathered around the woman lying on the side of the road.
     
    RAFE: What happened here?
     
    A middle-aged man turns to Rafe and explains emphatically.
     
    MAN: I was driving up behind when I seen these two drive right off the edge of the road here and off into the lake. The girl here jumps out and the car went right off the edge, I was freakin' out, ya know?
    RAFE: What the...
     
    Looking down, he sees that the woman on the ground is Theresa. As Jordan leans down to check Jordan's vitals, Rafe immediately calls into the station.
     
    ---
     
     
    ---
     
    Sheryl and Nick are having something to eat at the Brady Pub. Discussing business, as per usual. Sheryl appears very pleased by Nick's news.
     
    SHERYL: I got to admit, Nick. You've really surprised me.
    NICK: Oh really?
    SHERYL: Yeah. I mean, I didn't expect you'd be such a good ally in all this, but...I mean, you've got the media eating out of your hand, you've got all the technology in the world at your fingertips, and you've got the key to prime real estate for the oil sands project in your control. I couldn't have asked for a better ally.
    NICK: And now that Brady is out as CEO, I think we'll finally be able to get Titan TV fully in our corner. And then the rest of Titan's house of cards will collapse right on cue.
     
    As Nick says this, Sheryl raises her glass to toast him. As they clink glasses, Gabi walks into the pub. She spots Nick and walks over.
     
    GABI: Nick! Hey! Sorry if I'm interrupting, do you have a moment?
     
    Nick turns and smiles at Gabi. Sheryl looks up, and smiles Gabi's way.
     
    SHERYL: Oh, don't mind me. I can make some calls. I need to take care of something anyway. If you'll excuse me.
     
    Sheryl gets up and courteously steps away, spotting Jordan quickly heading for the front door to enter the pub. Sheryl motions to Jordan to turn back around and stay outside. Jordan obliges and heads back into the pathway outside the pub, where Sheryl steps out and meets with her.
     
     
     
    SHERYL: I thought you and your cop were taking a "romantic getaway" this weekend.
    JORDAN: Well, we WERE, and then we stumbled upon what might be something huge to help us win this whole thing. No violence, no fight, nothing.
     
    Sheryl is in disbelief. She looks behind her to make sure no one is watching before turning back to Jordan.
     
    SHERYL: Okay, what is it?
    JORDAN: Theresa Donovan was in a car accident outside Salem. The car skidded and drove off an embankment and into the river, but Theresa managed to jump out before the car crashed.
     
    Sheryl looks side to side, confused and disinterested.
     
    SHERYL: What does that have to do with anything?
    JORDAN: Rafe is pretty certain he knows who was driving the car.
    SHERYL: Okay. Who?
     
    Jordan leans in closer, a bit of a sinister's happy look on her face.
     
    JORDAN: Brady Black.
     
    Sheryl's face cannot hide the surprise of the news. Her eyes pop out a bit as she chokes out a reply.
     
    SHERYL: What??
     
     
     
    Inside, Gabi sits down across from Nick and smiles warmly.
     
    NICK: So, to what do I owe the pleasure?
    GABI: Well...I have something to ask you.
    NICK: Yeeeees?
     
    Nick leans in with interest as Gabi fights with everything in her not to recoil in terror, pretending to be at worst, pleasant, and at best, warm and engaging with Nick. She finally, after a few awkward seconds, gets up the courage to ask him.
     
    GABI: ...Did you want to maybe...have dinner with me tonight?
    NICK: Yes! I mean...absolutely, I'd love to. Uh...but where did this come from?
    GABI: Oh I just...it's nothing. I just...I thought about what you said, Nick, and...I agree.
     
    Nick looks on warmly, as though Gabi's his whole world. Gabi is a bit more reticent.
     
    GABI: ...And I think that you've been....so good with this whole....living situation and...really great with Will and Sonny, and of course with Arianna.
    NICK: I...love that little girl so much. As if she were my own flesh and blood.
     
    Gabi smiles, she takes a moment before contining her thought.
     
    GABI: So I wanted to thank you.And how better than a little...date between us.
     
    Gabi cringes a bit as the thought of another date with Nick, but she hides it.
     
    NICK: Okay, but only if I get to be the one to pay for it. You're not exactly a Rockafeller, you know.
    GABI: (laughs) I know. (short sigh) Fine, it's a deal.
     
    Gabi extends her hand to Nick, a cute smirk on her face, and the two shake.
     
    ---
     
    Tyler and Maggie break their handshake as the door to Victor's office opens and Victor returns. He looks up and sees both Maggie and Tyler in his office.
     
    VICTOR: Ah! Tyler. Excellent. I see you've met my wife.
     
    Tyler clears his throat, and nods graciously to Maggie.
     
    TYLER: Indeed I have. You're both very fortunate people. Maggie is lovely.
    VICTOR: Well, thank you. I'd like to think after this many tries at marriage, I'd at least get one right. Now, is this the paperwork on how we'll be handling the switching over from Brady's control to mine?
    TYLER: Uh...yes.
    MAGGIE: Wait...you've taken over Titan from Brady.
     
    Victor looks up from his desk, hesitant to share this news with Maggie.
     
    VICTOR: Yes, there was a meeting this morning. Brady needs to enter rehab. He can't run a company in the state he's in.
    MAGGIE: You were all gung ho about this before, what changed your mind.
    VICTOR: Theresa Donovan and that video she filmed of Brady doing lines of cocaine in some seedy club, then immediately shared it with every vulgar celebrity tabloid she could think of. Something needs to be done.
    MAGGIE: So it's damage control for Titan?
    VICTOR: No! It just makes sense to do it this way. Either way, we've got important business to discuss, Maggie, sit down. Tyler, thank you.
    TYLER: No problem, Vic. And, uh...it was lovely to meet you, Mrs. Kiriakis.
     
    Maggie looks up as Tyler extends a hand once again. She smiles and shakes his hand gently.
     
    MAGGIE: Likewise.
     
    Victor is consumed by his work and pays no mind to the goings-on before him. Once Tyler leaves, Victor launches into his plan.
     
    VICTOR: Okay, let's get down to business.
    MAGGIE: Business?
    VICTOR: Yes. I wanted to give you an anniversary gift...have a look.
     
    Victor places before Maggie a paper, a proposal to re-open the Penthouse Grille, and naming Maggie as majority owner. A wide smile of surprise and disbelief crosses Maggie's face as she reads.
     
    ---
     
    Abigail stands in her room, changing into her work clothes after a shower. She's deep in thought. She stops and notices herself in her full-length mirror. She's wearing a towel across her body and one over her head to help dry her hair.
     
    Looking in the mirror, Abby analyses every curve in her body. Stretch marks that weren't there before. She runs her fingers along her thighs and to her lightly protruding belly.
     
    She stops. As if something is hurting her, she recoils her hands away from her stomach. She stares at her stomach with an intense and distressed look, and tries to suck it in. When this doesn't yield the desired result, Abby takes the towel on her head and uses it to cover the mirror.
     
    She walks over to her vanity, which has a letter on top from University Hospital. The letter is not, however, about her job there.
     
    The letter, dated July 14, 2014, notes that Abby is at approximately 4 months pregnant, and that UH has confirmed her appointments with her OBGYN. Abigail looks over the letter carefully, a look of sickness across her face. She crumples up the letter and throws it across the room, after which she holds her head in her hands, trying to fight back tears.
     
    ABBY: Damn you, EJ. Damn, damn, damn you!
     
    ---
     
    Hope and Rafe are investigating the scene of the accident. The rain complicates their investigation, but they remain unfazed, though Hope is obviously concerned. She walks over to Rafe, who's just stepped away from the edge of the embankment, where he was talking to another investigator.
     
    HOPE: So what's the word on the car?
    RAFE: Well...they pulled it from the river, and they're just running the plates now to see whose it is. No driver inside. Seems Theresa opening the door may have helped whoever it was out. There's a chance the driver may be alive.
     
    Hope looks over at the car being towed away from the scene. She looks at it with a look of recognition. Suddenly the lightbulb goes off.
     
    HOPE: Oh my God. That's...that's Brady's car.
    RAFE: You sure?
    HOPE: Yeah, I see him drive that same one all the time with the cobra on the side. I mean, I don't know a lot about cars but...I'd know it anywhere. It's his baby. Damn it! I just...I was...we have to contact John and...oh my God...
    RAFE: It's okay. I know.
     
    As Hope's emotions begin to take over, Rafe puts a comforting hand on Hope's shoulder.
     
    ---
     
    The elevator doors open at University Hospital as Theresa is wheeled into the Emergency Ward. The doctors and nurses kick into action as her unconscious body is wheeled into a room, as the doctors' talk in medical jargon.
     
    Daniel, having been paged from his office, darts over to Theresa's bedside, ready to jump into action. He asks Maxine questions as he heads over.
     
    DANIEL: What've we got?
    MAXINE: Accident victim, thrown from a car just before it drove off an embankment. Patient is unconscious, with major fractures to her ribs, two broken arms, and a broken leg. Possible head trauma as well.
    DANIEL: Thanks, Maxine. Let's have a look at he--
     
    When he looks down, realizing who his patient is. He is stunned.
     
    DANIEL: Oh. My. God.
     
    ---
     
  13. beebs
    EPISODE 185
    Written by A. Washington-Beeby
    Story Consultant: C. Nathaniel Richardson & Nick Monarco
     

    Brady stands in Anita's living room, stunned by her announcement that Anita is not, in fact, a kind stranger that plucked him from the river, but his grandmother, Loretta Toscano.
     
    He struggles to speak a single word, sputtering as Anita tears up, Tyler holding her shoulders, trying to keep her calm.
     
    BRADY: Wh....what did you say?
     
    Anita stands shaking before Brady, terrified of what this revelation will do, before repeating herself.
     
    ANITA: I am Loretta Toscano. Brady, I am...your grandmother.
     
    Brady catches his breath after a moment, and clumsily tries to form a response without snapping at his grandmother.
     
    BRADY: I...you...you can't be my grandmother. My grandmother died decades ago, she...my mother died of cancer, and...
    ANITA: I know, Brady. I desperately wanted to be there, but it wasn't safe--
     
    Brady snaps upon hearing this, turning his back to his grandmother, and beginning to pace the kitchenette nervously, before turning around suddenly, startling Anita with his anger, and raised voice.
     
    BRADY: Oh come on, lady! I don't buy it. Not for a second. If you were really my grandmother, and you were ANYTHING like the woman you claim was your daughter, wild horses wouldn't keep you from seeing your daughter before she died. 
     
    Tyler steps in, hoping to calm Brady down, to no avail.
     
    TYLER: Brady, calm down. Anita is not lyling to you, she IS your grandmother, I prom--
    BRADY: Bull!
     
    Brady turns to look at Anita, an almost-maniacal glint in his eye, as he stares her down.
     
    BRADY: Now, if, and I mean IF you really are my grandmother, I want an explanation about where you've been all these years.
     
    Anita shivers, partly in fear, and partly in sadness, as she hears Brady's demand loud and clear.
     
    BRADY: And I want it, right, now.
     
    ---
     

    In the parking garage under the condo building where Marlena lives, Kim and Marlena shake hands, while Andrew looks on.
     
    KIM: It's a date. I'll come with you to the hospital tomorrow at...
    MARLENA: Meet me at 10am. 
    KIM: Where, exactly?
    MARLENA: Just outside Dr. Grant's office. 6th floor.
     
    Marlena smiles, as does Kim, albeit weakly. Kim nods in agreement, as Marlena looks over to Andrew, beaming brightly at the handsome young man.
     
    MARLENA: And if you'd like to come, it would be great to spend more time with you. It's been way too long.
    ANDREW: Tell me about it! I've missed you. And Salem.
    KIM: And we've missed you.
    MARLENA: We have.
     
    Marlena leans over to give Andrew a warm hug, before looking warmly at Kim, squeezing Kim's hand.
     
    MARLENA: I'm sorry to have put you through so much worry. I really am. 
     
    Kim smiles back, still half-heartedly, as Marlena collects herself to head back upstairs.
     
    KIM: Thank you.
    MARLENA: I'll see you both tomorrow.
    KIM: Sure thing.
    ANDREW: Goodnight, Marlena.
    MARLENA: Goodnight, Andrew. Kim.
     
    Marlena walks away, heading for the elevators, as Kim looks on. Andrew puts his hands on her shoulders, trying to comfort his troubled mother.
     
    ---
     

    Sonny gets up from the sofa inside his apartment with Will, as Will shuts the door of the kitchen cabinet, having grabbed a glass for a drink of water. Sonny is stunned by what he's just heard Will tell him.
     
    SONNY: I'm sorry, Gabi moved out?
     
    Sonny stares at the open door to Gabi's room, seeing for himself that the room is virtually empty after Gabi's move to Nick's, earlier in the day.
     
    Will turns on the tap, almost spitefully nonchalant in his reaction to the news, the polar opposite of Sonny's panic.
     
    WILL: This afternoon. 
     
    Will turns the tap off, having filled his glass, and turns back toward Sonny. Will is visibly annoyed by Gabi's departure, but replying glibly and dismissively.
     
    WILL: I'm sure Nick sent movers in within minutes of hearing the news. I'm amazed they kept a crib for Ari. I expected they'd take any trace of her too.
    SONNY: I'm afraid to ask--
    WILL: Don't worry. Ari's staying with us. I didn't...take her tonight, I left her with Mom. I just...
     
    Will sighs, looking down as his sarcastic demeanour softens, turning to a grim resignation. He paces the room, as Sonny watches him, still in disbelief.
     
    WILL: I needed some time to...process...everything.
    SONNY: I can imagine. Wh....when did you...when did you hear the news?
     
    Will responds automatically, without thinking until he's halfway through his sentence.
     
    WILL: Oh I heard it when I was out to dinner with Alex--
     
    Will catches himself, and stops just after revealing the truth of what he did with his evening.
     
    WILL: ...Alex and I were at the Penthouse Grille for work...sort of a...press preview of sorts, and....Maggie came in. Told us what she walked into at the breakfast table this morning.
     
    Sonny remains surprised, probably too stunned to absorb most of what Will's just told him, nor his strange reaction to telling Sonny about the dinner, but stammers out his next question.
     
    SONNY: Did um...did Maggie say why Gabi made the decision?
     
    Will shakes his head. Still looking off at the ground mindlessly.
     
    WILL: Nah. Nah, I didn't give her the chance to explain. I...I took off right away to the studio to...confront Nick. Get some answers out of him.
    SONNY: And?
    WILL: Well, they were already setting up for Nicole's special, so...Alex and I stayed in the studio to watch. And then...
    SONNY: And then the light fell.
     
    Will looks up at Sonny momentarily, then away again, nodding.
     
    WILL: You heard.
    SONNY: Heh, I think everyone in the state heard...or saw.
     
    Will chuckles to himself a moment, rubbing his eyes from exhaustion as he does. 
     
    WILL: Yeah. Yeah, I'm sure.
     
    As Will chuckles to himself, Sonny looks intensely at Will as Will rubs his eyes, speaking seriously to him.
     
    SONNY: That...begs the question, though. And I want you to be 100% honest with me.
     
    Sonny hesitates momentarily before asking his question, almost afraid of the answer. Will  tenses up, worried about what Sonny might ask.
     
    SONNY: Did you rig that light to fall on the stage?
     
    Will looks up suddenly, surprised by Sonny's question. Sonny continues to look intensely into Will's eyes.
     
    SONNY: Were you so angry at Nick, that you were willing to try to kill him?
     
    Will is stunned, and can't answer, while Sonny frustratedly demands an answer.
     
    SONNY: Will! Tell me! Were you??
     
    ---
     
     
    ---
     
    Brady stands, incensed by Anita's deception. He steps in close to her, almost hissing his words to his grandmother, while Tyler hangs back, trying to observe the situation and keep everyone calm (and failing).
     
    BRADY: Well? I'm waiting. 
     
    Anita doesn't respond right away, prompting Brady to speak up once more.
     
    BRADY: Where have you been?
     
    Anita, holding her head in her hands, uncovers her face after a moment, tears in her eyes. She finally responds, regaining some of her composure through her tears.
     
    ANITA: I was here. I was here all along. Watching. Waiting for any news I could get. 
     
    Anita tries to step toward Brady, to take his hand in hers, but Brady recoils from her. Anita sees this immediately and stops herself. Instead, she sombrely relays her past to him.
     
    ANITA: Victor wouldn't let me come to Salem. When Ernesto found out about my affair with Victor, he nearly killed me with that poison. Victor managed to make it look like I'd died, but whisked me away out of danger just in time, and...
     
    Anita stops, before turning to face Tyler, taking his hand in hers.
     
    ANITA: Victor had Tyler set me up with a new home. A new life. He demanded I never come back for my children until he knew for a fact it was safe to do so. 
    BRADY: And it's been safe for years. Ernesto died before I was even born, and yet here you are.
     
    Anita looks down, frustrated and ashamed.
     
    ANITA: I know. And I probably should've fought harder, but...after awhile, you just lose the fight. And besides, just when I finally worked up the nerve, Hope came back and Victor was spooked. He figured...maybe Ernesto had managed to survive as well.
    BRADY: So you stayed here. Playing dead.
     
    Anita looks up at Brady, making her position clear to her grandson. She retorts firmly.
     
    ANITA:  So I settled for the life I could have. I had already made a life out here. I met a lovely man. Had another daughter, got to know her children...I had a great life, Brady. 
     
    Anita turns to face Brady, and looks him firmly in the eyes as she finishes her thought.
     
    ANITA: But I never forgot my other family, Brady. And I made sure I stayed in touch with, and up to date about you. You mean the world to me. You must believe that.
     
    Brady looks back with a look of skepticism, his words cutting Anita like a knife.
     
    BRADY: And what if I don't?
     
    ---
     
    After a tense moment staring at each other, Will begins to crack up at Sonny's assertion that he was the one responsible for the light falling at WXIR. 
     
    WILL: Sonny, I WISH I had thought of that. But see, this is how you know I wasn't the one who did it.
    SONNY: Why?
    WILL: Because if I had done it? I wouldn't miss.
    SONNY: Not funny.
     
    Will cracks up even more at Sonny's serious tone, walking casually into the living area as he quips to Sonny about murdering Nick.
     
    WILL: It's hilarious! What are you talking about?
     
    Sonny sighs and walks back over to the couch, sitting down on the sofa again, overwhelmed by everything that's gone down today. Will, meanwhile, takes a sip of water, then continues to talk about his day.
     
    WILL: But seriously, though. I didn't see anything that would help them figure out who dropped the light on the stage. 
    SONNY: Did you get a chance to talk to Nick at all?
    WILL: Eventually. I ended up driving him, Anjelica, and Alex back to the Kiriakis mansion.
     
    Sonny turns to look at Will, amused and surprised.
     
    SONNY: Anjelica? You drove Anjelica Deveraux home? Will, you drive a compact car with cloth seats--
    WILL: Oh I know. And I heard all about it from her, believe me.
     
    Sonny chuckles as Will continues.
     
    WILL: Ugh, that wasn't the worst part of the ride, though.
    SONNY: Oh?
     
    Will sits on the arm of the sofa, next to Sonny.
     
    WILL: Yeah. After gloating about Gabi moving in with him, Nick tried to imply something was going on between Alex and I.
     
    Sonny tries to stifle a laugh, failing miserably.
     
    SONNY: You cannot be serious.
     
    Will feigns being wounded by Sonny's laughter.
     
    WILL: I'm sorry, I didn't realize it was that hard to believe someone like Alex could POSSIBLY be interested in me.
     
    Sonny playfully jabs Will in the ribs, causing Will to crumple in, shouting out in pain.
     
    WILL: Ow! Stop! 
    SONNY: Whatever, you know you're stuck with me.
     
    Sonny starts to tickle Will, as Will wraps his arms around Sonny. Will yelps in discomfort from the tickling, as he inadvertently lands in Sonny's lap. 
     
    WILL: Ah! Fine, fine! You win! (laughs)
     
    Sonny finally stops tickling Will, figuring he's won, and the two look at each other lovingly.
     
    SONNY: Good. Cos you know what I wanna do for you tomorrow to take your mind off all the stuff with Nick?
    WILL: What?
    SONNY: I wanna sit down and start pinning down our wedding plans.
     
    Will beams at Sonny even mentioning their upcoming wedding.
     
    WILL: It's a deal.
    SONNY: Good. I think we've left enough of this up to your mom. It's time you and I take care of some things ourselves. What do you say?
     
    Will rests his forehead against Sonny's.
     
    WILL: I think you're right. Sounds like the perfect day. And you know what's a great way to start that perfect day?
     
    Sonny smiles, kissing Will gently on the lips before answering his question.
     
    SONNY: What?
    WILL: Having the perfect night.
    SONNY: Mmmm, I think you're right.
     
    Will giggles, leaning in to kiss Sonny once, twice, three times, before grabbing his collar and pinning him down on the couch, just out of our view.
     
    ---
     
    Kim and Andrew enter Kim's apartment, exhausted from the emotional situation at Marlena's. Kim flips the lightswitch on, as Andrew shuts the door behind them. 
     
    Andrew calls out to Kim, who takes off her jacket, and heads for the closet, completely oblivious to her son's calls.
     
    ANDREW: Mom. Mom?
    KIM: You know Andrew, I swear that whole...scare with Roman wore me right out.
     
    Kim hangs her coat up, almost in a trance. Andrew walks over to her, pulling her hand down after she hangs up her coat.
     
    ANDREW: Mom.
     
    Kim stops herself. She looks down at her hand, being held firmly in Andrew's, before looking up at her son, fear, hurt, and anger in her eyes.
     
    KIM: Andrew, I...
    ANDREW: Mom, are you alright?
     
    Kim looks into Andrew's concerned eyes, and immediately wells up. She nods, before cracking, weeping openly as she wraps her arms around her son, trying to calm herself down, as Andrew comforts her.
     
    ANDREW: It's okay, Mom. It's okay.
     
    ---
     

    Arriving back upstairs in her penthouse, Marlena closes the door, and sees Abe emerge from the bedroom, having laid Roman down to sleep. Marlena smiles half-heartedly at Abe.
     
    MARLENA: How is he?
    ABE: Pretty shaken up. But he's asleep now. He'll be okay.
     
    Marlena sighs, as Abe looks at her, very worried for her.
     
    ABE: What about you, though?
     
    Marlena shrugs, as Abe takes Marlena's hand in his.
     
    MARLENA: I'll be alright. 
    ABE: You sure?
     
    Marlena nods.
     
    MARLENA: My main concern is Roman.
    ABE: I have to tell you, Marlena...under the circumstances...I cannot afford to have Roman stay on the police force.
     
    Marlena sighs, knowing Abe's right. She nods reluctantly.
     
    MARLENA: I agree. Unfortunately, I think, at this rate, Roman staying on the force will...definitely be more harmful than helpful.
    ABE: I think you're right. Look, Marlena, I plan to put Roman on medical leave for the time being. I don't want to retire him completely until we have an official diagnosis.
    MARLENA: That makes sense. I'm actually planning to get a firm answer on that tomorrow. So I'll let you know as soon as we hear something.
     
    Abe smiles half-heartedly, nodding appreciatively.
     
    ABE: Thank you. Leave letting Roman know to me. I'll tell him on Monday. I ah...I better go.
    MARLENA: No, thank YOU. I know it's...incredibly late to be out.
     
    Marlena guides Abe toward the door, as they continue saying their goodbyes.
     
    ABE: It's no trouble at all. Believe me, I feel a lot better helping you out, under the circumstances.
    MARLENA: I appreciate it so very much, Abe.
     
    Abe and Marlena hug warmly, before Abe opens the door to leave.
     
    MARLENA: Thanks again.
    ABE: Goodnight, Marlena.
     
    Abe walks toward the elevator, before Marlena closes the door behind him.
     

    Now alone in the apartment, except for Roman, Marlena walks silently over to Roman's door. In the shadows created by the moonlight beaming in through his window, Marlena watches him sleep.
     
    As James Blake's "Retrograde" begins to play, Marlena quietly cries as she thinks about the decline of her former husband.
     
     
    ---
     
    [0:49]
    As a light dimly flickers, we see the outline of two bodies laying unconscious in the basement of Stefano's compound in Italy.
     

    Despite the darkness of the night, we begin to see Steve and Bo's faces, as they lay unconscious in a cell in the basement. 
     
    [1:39]
    Across from them, in the next cell, The Patient sits, tied to his chair.
     
    [2:15]
    He shakes, trying in vain to escape the restraints, while his eyes, forced to remain open, view a slideshow of violent images and short videos, punctuated by flashes of John Black's face.
     
    [2:29]
    We see closeups of the Patient's hand, clenched tightly, fighting the restraints, as he's tormented by the pictures being shown to him. We snap, with each beat of the music, between the images on the screen, and back to The Patient. His eye, his tied-up hand, his bound ankle, fighting to break free.
     
    [2:53]
    We cut to black, as the music continues to play hauntingly, as the hourglass appears for the closing credits to the end of the song.
     
    ---
  14. beebs
    EPISODE 48
    Written by A. Washington-Beeby
    Story Consultants: ML Cooks & C. Nathaniel Richardson


    EJ sits on the edge of Abigail's desk. She seems visibly uncomfortable with EJ's intensity, which is unrelenting. His eyes are piercing, and it intimidates her.

    ABBY: I...was just...I'm tired. That's all, EJ. Please just...don't worry about me.
    EJ: Abigail, you've been like this for weeks now. You're getting your work done and it's pleasing Samantha but...I know something's off.

    Abby gets up from her seat, but has difficulty doing so. EJ attempts to give her a hand, but she refuses.

    ABBY: No. Please don't.

    EJ looks, a great concern on his face.

    ---

    Kate is working at her desk when Nick knocks twice and promptly steps into Kate's office. Kate is immeidately displeased by his barging in.

    KATE: Have you never worked in an office before?
    NICK: Your secretary wasn't at her desk, so...hey, I knocked first.

    Kate rolls her eyes at Nick before motioning him to sit down. He obliges, taking an exceedingly casual pose in his chair.

    NICK: So here's the deal...
    KATE: Ohhh boy, here we go.
    NICK: I know, right? Did you hear the news about Brady?
    KATE: Yes, I did, and I would expect you would be a little more reverent, particularly since he's what, your...6th cousin or something? It's so hard to tell in this town, especially with the Hortons.
    NICK: I didn't really know Brady. I know he had problems. I can empathize. But I don't really have the time to dwell on it. And neither do you.
    KATE: Look, if this is about the Titan TV vote, I already agreed to vote in favour of divesting--
    NICK: That's not what I'm talking about.


    Kate stops cold, trying to figure out what Nick's getting at.

    NICK: Victor is going to push back that vote as much as possible until Brady's found. We all know this. It's up to you to convince the board that that idea is reckless. The vote needs to happen immediately.

    ---

    Anne pushes the Emergency Call button inside the elevator frantically. The light never turns on. The sound of the local radio station playing the daily news does nothing but heighten her panic. Worried that EJ is trying to do her in, she screams at the top of her lungs, hoping someone will hear her.

    ANNE: HELP! SOMEBODY!

    Her voice echoes but no voice returns her pleas.

    She tries to climb up the the ceiling of the elevator, hoping the shaft contains an emergency escape. As she's about the use the back railing to boost herself up, the elevator jolts suddenly. The entire carriage shakes, and Anne falls back to the ground.

    ---

    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Og7-6YubuS4

    ---

    Hope steps into Victor's office. Victor and Maggie are going over their plan to re-open the Penthouse Grille. Victor looks up at Hope, and Maggie turns to face her.

    VICTOR: Hope! What a surprise. What are you doing here?

    Victor and Maggie's pleased looks fade as they see Hope's sadness.

    HOPE: Sorry, I...your secretary told me I could just come in.
    VICTOR: Nonsense, you're always welcome. What can I do for you?

    Victor gets up, motioning to Hope to take a seat next to Maggie. Hope slowly saunters over and sits down. She gathers her strength to give them the news.

    HOPE: Well...I have some news. It's about Brady.

    Maggie loses all the colour from her face, while Victor looks on, a stoic look, but almost as though if he said anything, he'd be sick.

    HOPE: There's been an accident. Brady and Theresa drove off an embankment just outside the city, and...Theresa's in a coma at the hospital, and Brady....they...they can't find him, Victor.

    Victor breathes deeply, before sighing, soaking in the news for a second.

    VICTOR: Well, then you'd better get a bigger search party out.
    HOPE: We have been searching for hours, Victor. There's no sign of him.
    VICTOR: Well, then he's still out there. And you're wasting your time sitting her moping. Let's get out there and look. I'll have my men out there scouring the river in less than an hour.
    HOPE: Victor! Stop! The forensics team said that considering the speed Brady was travelling when he drove off the road...the chances of him surviving the crash are still incredibly slim.
    VICTOR: Then where's his body, dammit?! If you want me to believe it, I need proof, not conjecture.
    HOPE: Victor, I'm sorry. We are going to keep looking for him.
    VICTOR: (sigh) No. I'm sorry, Hope. I'm just in shock, and angry, and I'm taking out my frustration on you. Just...let me know what you find. Thank you.

    Hope stands up from her seat, followed by Maggie. Maggie reaches over to hug Hope, before Hope leaves. As Hope heads fr the door, she stops, remembering one last thing to tell Victor.

    HOPE: Victor, if you have any questions or anything, maybe a clue, give me a call.
    VICTOR: Absolutely.

    Maggie walks over to Victor's side the desk, and kneels down beside him. She cries as she lays her head next to his and embraces him.

    ---

    Kate leans forward in her chair, staring Nick down as he lounges on the opposite side of her desk, his smug expression infuriating her.

    KATE: Now, you are well aware that Victor is not going to allow Brady's votes to be removed from the board meeting until there's a body found, and that's final. If anything, he's going to try to proxy Brady's votes himself, or find a nearby ally to vote on Brady's behalf.
    NICK: But I'm sure you realize how controversial that would be to the board. And I'm sure you know how to push the board to say what you want them to say. I mean, for one thing, your son and your daughter are on the board. So...that's two votes more tipping the scales in my favour, no?

    Nick holds up his hands, counting the board members on both hands. He shakes three on his left hand, indicating Kate, Lucas, and Billie's votes.

    KATE: You want me to use my children to vote your way, now
    NICK: I want them to see sense, Kate. That TV station is nothing but a propoganda machine for the EnerNext tar sands, and everybody knows it. The FCC is going to come down on them hard for their lack of journalistic standards, and you could be looking at some pretty hefty fines for the reporting if Titan isn't careful.
    KATE: I see...

    Nick leans in towards Kate, looking intensely into Kate's eyes.

    NICK: And you know how bad Titan's finances are, surely. I'd suggest if you want to keep MadWorld afloat, you might want to consider how a major loss in cashflow might affect your employment.

    Nick gets up, and slowly heads for the door. As he opens the door, he turns and winks at Kate.

    NICK: Nice talkin' to ya!

    As he closes the door, Kate flops back in her chair, and rolls her eyes. Spent from trying to maintain her cool against Nick, she picks up her phone and calls Lucas.

    KATE: You and I need to talk right now. And bring Billie with you. My office, yeah.

    Kate hangs up, and sighs heavily.

    ---

    Anne picks herself up off the floor, realizing the radio has stopped, and suddenly, a voice calls out to her over the speakers.

    RADIO: Hello? Someone in there?

    Anne jolts upright, relieved to hear a voice speaking to her.

    ANNE: Yes! I'm in here!
    RADIO: Okay, ma'am. Someone's on their way, that jolt you just felt was the repairman resetting the system. We'll have you up to your floor momentarily.
    ANNE: Oh my GOD, thank you!!
    RADIO: No worries, ma'am.

    After a few moments, the elevator comes back to life. Lights come back on, and the elevator begins to move back upwards as before.

    When the door opens, Anne is about to step off when a man looks back at her on the other side of the doors. Looking fast, she confuses the man's face with EJ's, and slaps him hard across the face, repeatedly.

    ANNE: You disgusting bastard!

    ---

    In the hallway at Countess W, a pair of repairmen step off the elevator, tool kits and ladder in hand.

    RALPH: Hey Frank, so what's the deal with the ladder, man? I thought you broke it last week.

    Frank sets the ladder up by Abigail's office door. He goes to step onto the first rung, unconcerned by his co-worker's reminder, and grabs a small flashlight from his toolbelt.

    FRANK: Nah, I bent it slightly. Still holds up fine. I used it all day yesterday. Didn't even wobble.
    RALPH: Alright, but I figure it's as good as excuse to get a new one as anything. Boss might even expense it.

    Frank laughs as he climbs up, lifting the ceiling tile to check the wiring above.

    FRANK: Yeah, right. Since when'd the DiMeras ever do anything nice, man.
    RALPH: That's the truth.

    Ralph grabs a wrench and begins looking through his toolkit.





    Inside Abigail's office, Abby grimaces as she stands up, but EJ can't help but show his concern.

    EJ: Abigail, really. What on Earth is going on?
    ABBY: Just...ugh. I ate something I shouldn't have at lunch, it's no big deal, okay?
    EJ: Abigail, I really think you should go see a doctor about this. It's obviously been bothering you for weeks now.

    Abigail turns quickly to EJ, snapping at him.


    ABBY: Stop telling me what to do, EJ! I am not going to a doctor, there is nothing wrong, I'm fine, okay? Just...leave it alone.
    EJ: Leave what alone, Abigail? There's something you're not telling me and if it involves me then I need to know about it.

    Abigail stares off into space, imagining her mother chastizing her for getting involved with EJ. Her voice rings clearly in her head.


    JENN: I can't believe you're pregnant with EJ DiMera's baby, I'm so disappointed. My own daughter, letting me down...

    The face Abby sees becomes JJ's.

    JJ: My own sister, a DiMera slut...

    JJ's face morphs into Jack's, much to Abigail's terror.

    JACK: No daughter of mine would be so filthy as to...



    EJ: ABIGAIL!

    Abigail snaps back to reality upon hearing EJ. She looks up at him, almost terrorized.

    ABBY: I can't. I need some fresh air. I'm gonna be sick.

    Abigail storms out the door of her office, surprising Frank on the ladder, which knocks him off balance as the ladder buckles under the changing weight. It falls over, knocking Abigail and Frank down with it.

    Upon seeing the accident, EJ rushes to Abigail's side. Ralph runs over as well.

    RALPH: What the Hell happened??!
    EJ: Abigail! Abigail!

    Abigail lies unconscious on the floor. EJ leans over, holding her head in his hands, checking her vital signs.

    ---

  15. beebs
    DAYS OF OUR LIVES Ep. 4
    Written by A. Washington-Beeby
    Story Consultant: ML Cooks

    It's a new morning in Salem. Roman begins the day walking into the Brady Pub, cell phone up to his ear, trying to talk over the person on the other end. Caroline walks over to him to greet him, two plates of breakfast in her hands, looking at him inquisitively. Roman instinctively knows she's asking who's on the phone and he mouths "Kate" at her. Caroline nods and mouths "Ohh" back before carrying on her way to an awaiting table.

    Roman sits himself down at a booth and continues his conversation, finally getting a word in.

    ROMAN: Kate....Kate, I can't meet you until later. Okay? I told you that last night. Look, we're swamped at the station right now. [pauses] I know, I know, I told you I'd meet you first thing this morning, but you see Eric called Marlena and I down here to the pub. He's got something he wants to tell us so....Yeah, I'll keep you informed. For sure. Alright.

    Hanging up, Caroline leans against the opposite bench, a smile across her face.

    CAROLINE: What did SHE want?

    Roman dismissively waves his hand as he puts his phone away.

    ROMAN: Ahh, nothing. She's just up in arms 'cos she had something to tell me last night and I didn't have the time to see her is all.
    CAROLINE: Well, it sure sounded important to her.
    ROMAN: Oh yeah, well, you know Kate, Ma. Everything is a big production.
    CAROLINE (rolling her eyes): Ain't THAT the truth. Did you want something to eat?
    ROMAN: Nah, I'm good with just a coffee. Marlena and Eric should be here any minute.
    CAROLINE: Alright, suit yourself.

    Marlena walks in, also with a phone in her ear. She says goodbye to the person on the line before sitting down.

    ROMAN: Who was that?
    MARLENA: Actually, that was Laura. She hadn't called in awhile. Just wanted to catch up.
    ROMAN: Oh yeah? How's she doin'?
    MARLENA: Relieved that JJ's sentencing is over and done with. She's actually hoping to visit soon, so that should be nice. Anyway, I hope you haven't been waiting long.
    ROMAN: No, actually I just sat down a second ago. Ma's gone to get me some coffee.
    MARLENA: Oh good.
    ROMAN: So, you figure the diocese made a decision on Eric and that's why we're here?

    Marlena's face drops a bit, as though she'd been putting on a tense smile this whole time and can finally drop the facade.

    MARLENA: I can't see it being anything else. Unless there's been some new information that's come to light. I know Daniel was working on something.
    ROMAN: Well, according to Hope, that didn't go anywhere, but they have a name now of the doctor that gave Kristen those drugs. I just hope it's not too little too late.

    Eric walks into the pub. Marlena looks up immediately, and Roman turns with a start, revealing he's more on edge about this meeting than he's been letting on.

    ---

    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Og7-6YubuS4

    ---

    Kate walks into the MadWorld offices, only to find an empty secretary's chair in front of her office door. She calls out for her secretary.

    KATE: Donna? DONNA!

    Kate checks around the corner, seeing nobody, she rolls her eyes and walks into her office, cursing the entire way.

    KATE: That damned useless secretary, I swear to God, I could wring her useless little--

    Kate stops upon seeing the note on her desk from her secretary. She picks it up and reads it aloud.

    KATE: Dear Kate, please accept this as my official resignation, effective immediately, I have found another positionDAMMIT.

    Lucas walks in on Kate's tirade, a cool, calm demeanour eminating from him.

    LUCAS: Well you're having a good morning.
    KATE: Lucas, I don't want to hear it.
    LUCAS: Hey hey! What did I do? Come on, I'm just, you know, saying good morning to my mother.

    Kate stops and breathes heavily. She turns to Lucas, trying very hard to keep calmer.

    KATE: Alright. Actually, I am glad you're here.
    LUCAS: Oh?
    KATE: Oh yes. Looks like we need to do some more thorough background checks on new hires from now on.

    Kate drops the article her PI handed her the previous night on the table. This time, a second picture appears. Sheryl's mugshot appears alongside Jordan's. Lucas is stunned.

    ---

    Theresa lays in bed beside Brady, playing with her phone. She gets a twinkle in her eye. She has an idea. She leans over and nuzzles in next to Brady before taking a selfie. The flash stirs Brady into semi-consciousness, when he realizes he's being photographed, he snatches Theresa's phone.

    THERESA: HEY! What the hell?!
    BRADY: Oh no! You are NOT taking pictures of this.

    Theresa gives him an exasperated look.

    THERESA: Are you for real?

    ---

    Marlena shuffles over to allow Eric to sit down. An uncomfortable silence looms over the table before Eric finally moves to break the silence.

    ERIC: So...
    MARLENA/ROMAN (talk over each other)

    Marlena and Roman stop, look at each other and hold back a little laugh.

    ROMAN: Go ahead, son.
    ERIC: Well...I figure you both have some idea why you're here.
    MARLENA: Did the diocese make a decision?
    ERIC: No, not yet. But...well, they won't have to.
    ROMAN: What da hell does that mean?
    ERIC: Well, I've made a decision. I am going to leave the priesthood.

    Marlena and Roman look on aghast. Eric's eyes dart between his two parents, preparing for the onslaught to follow.

    ---

    Nicole walks into Titan TV, armed with her purse, her laptop bag, and a traveller mug filled with hot coffee. She strides confidently into her office and shuts the door. As she turns to head for her desk, she is stopped and scared stiff as her chair slowly turns around. It's Miles, holding a brown envelope exactly like the one she hid in her desk the previous night. Miles has a wide grin across his face as he holds the envelope up.

    MILES: Good morning, Nicole! Were you looking for this?

    Nicole immediately drops her mug on the ground in shock, spilling her coffee all over the office floor.

    ---

  16. beebs
    EPISODE 45
    Written by A. Washington-Beeby
    Story Consultants: ML Cooks & C. Nathaniel Richardson


    Sami steps off the elevator at University Hospital, and grabs her cell phone, she makes a quick call to her secretary at Countess W.

    SAMI: (into phone) Yes, Jessica? It's Sami. Look, if you can cancel my appointments for the morning, I'll be in an important meeting...Thanks. I'll let you know when I'm heading back. Bye.

    Sami hangs up as she approaches Dr. Laura Horton's door. She sighs heavily before stepping inside.

    ---

    EJ arrives back at the DiMera mansion, on his cell phone with somebody. He is focused and serious with them as he heads directly into the now-empty living room.

    EJ: (into phone) So she should be contacting you shortly. I want you to make sure you have that exact medication ready for her...precisely...alright. Call me when it's done.

    EJ hangs up the phone, a smirk develops across his face.

    EJ: One way to squash a fly...

    EJ's smug moment of satisfaction is interrupted by the sound of an argument in the foyer between Harold and a person at the door. EJ's curiosity piqued, he heads for the door.

    Anne is at the door, enraged, while Harold tries to keep her at bay.

    ANNE: You WILL let me in because I have something very important to share with Mr. DiMera and if you think that--
    EJ: Ms. Milbauer. How lovely to see you. Come in.

    Harold takes a step back, while Anne smiles a phony "gotcha" smile to Harold, and steps forward towards EJ.

    ---

    Theresa walks through the path towards the University Hospital parking lot. She's uneasy, and deep in thought about her actions the previous night in Chicago. She looks at her phone and reads the news reports about Brady's ousting at Titan. She feels regretful, but flashes back to seeing the couple that appeared to be Brady and Chloe kissing at the party.

    THERESA: You deserved it, Brady. You and that little oompa-loompa of yours.

    Just then, Brady pulls up in his car.



    He looks exhausted and wired. He glares at Theresa with an intensity and anger that Theresa isn't used to from him.

    BRADY: Get in.

    ---

    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Og7-6YubuS4

    ---

    Tyler steps into Victor's office, while looking down at a file folder with paperwork. He knocks as he opens the door, but steps right in without concern.

    TYLER: Victor, I think we need to go over the details of your succession plan, iron out the details so we're covered with regards to Brady...oh.

    Upon looking up, Tyler realizes that Victor is not the one in the office, but Maggie. She turns around the face Tyler, smiling warmly.

    MAGGIE: You know, I'd heard of married couples starting to look the same over time, but this is ridiculous.

    Tyler is taken aback, feeling a bit sheepish for his error, but Maggie gives a cheeky smile, before extending a hand in greeting.

    MAGGIE: I'm Maggie Kiriakis.
    TYLER: Pleasure to meet you.

    Tyler extends his hand in greeting, the two linger a little too long in shaking hands.

    ---

    Anne storms into the DiMera living room, as EJ motions to Harold. Harold nods and heads for the kitchen.

    EJ steps into the room casually, as though he knows exactly what's going on. Anne is visibly agitated, and ready for a fight.

    EJ: And what can I help you with, Ms. Milbauer?

    Anne reaches into her bag and slaps the freezer bag containing the suspect letter against EJ's chest.

    ANNE: Either you're really bad at intimidating me, or this is more of your macabre DiMera humour. Seriously, EJ? Suspiciously powdered letters?

    EJ takes the bag and opens it, casually pulling the letter out of the bag, and opening it, as he speaks, he pulls the letter out to show Anne, while dusting it off.

    EJ: I confess, I was not at the office this morning when this was sent to you. I was working from home on the fundraising for the hospital for you, and when the delivery man arrived, I'd already begun baking cookies with the children.

    As EJ says this, Harold strolls into the room with a platter of cookies. EJ hands the letter over to Anne, who looks it over suspciously, before looking up at EJ, who has taken two cookies from the platter.

    EJ: I was unable to clean my hands so I'm sorry for the uhh...heh, baking powder all over the letter. Uh...would you like a cookie? The children worked very hard on them.

    Anne looks down at the cookie, and shakes her head.

    ANNE: You really must think I'm an idiot. Like I'm gonna take cookies from you, you know you're really a sick man.
    EJ: Oh come on, Ms. Milbauer, it's not like they're poisoned. See?

    EJ takes one of the cookies and takes a big bite from it. He smiles, and holds his arms out almost victoriously.

    EJ: See? I'm fine! I don't know why you're so paranoid, Ms. Milbauer.

    At this point, Anne is livid and steps towards EJ menacingly.

    ANNE: You know exactly why I'm suspicious of you, EJ. And don't chalk it up to paranoia. You have the audacity to threaten me, and then play these ridiculous, childish pranks in order to scare me out of town so your little affair with Little Miss Sunshine doesn't get found out? You think I'm that stupid? I know it was you sending someone to follow me last night, to freak me out?

    EJ: I did no such thing...
    ANNE: I know you sent me that letter today with the suspicious powder to make me think it was some kind of poison, and I know those cookies are just your way of making me think I'm losing my mind, or at the very least to discredit me. And you know what? It's not going to work. Because you don't have the balls to actually follow through on any of your threats. You have too much to lose. So stop with the little warning shots, because I know you. You'll all talk, and no walk. Excuse me.

    Anne backs away from EJ, grabs her bag and heads off towards the door, grabbing a cookie from the tray on the way out. She tastes one, stopping before she's out the door. She turns to face EJ with a sour look on her face as she chews it.

    ANNE: Mm...some advice? Never open a bakery.

    Anne turns back around and heads out the door, throwing the cookie out into the bushes as she goes.

    EJ laughs to himself as Anne closes the door.




    ---

    Sami steps into Laura's office. She appears incredibly tense, and Laura can instantly sense this in her. Laura motions for Sami to sit down in a chair on the other side of Laura's desk. Sami obliges.

    SAMI: Thanks. I'm...so glad to see you. It's been a really long time.
    LAURA: Likewise. Your mother showed me pictures of your children the last time she visited me. They're beautiful.

    Sami tenses a bit, thinking of her hesitation with Johnny the previous week, as she finally began to come to grips with his conception. She responds less than happily.

    SAMI: Uh...thank you...you know, I've hired your granddaughter, Abigail. She's been...really helpful to me at Countess W.
    LAURA: I'm glad. It's such a shame she had problems here at the hospital. I was hoping we could work together, but...
    SAMI: Yeah. Some people just don't get along, I guess.
    LAURA: I suppose...look, Sami. I noticed your tension when I mentioned your children just now. Are they doing okay?

    Sami hesitates to answer for a moment, but smiles and forms an answer.

    SAMI: Yes, they're fine. I just...we had some...
    LAURA: Sami, are you worried you're disconnecting from your children?

    Sami stops and thinks for a second. She nods to Laura hesitantly.

    SAMI: And it's not just that. I...the other night, EJ and I fought and...he brought up the night that...Johnny, my youngest son, the night he was....conceived and...
    LAURA: Sami, is Johnny's conception a happy memory for you?

    Sami looks to the ground. She tries in vain to fight back tears as she struggles to answer Laura. She finally chokes out an answer, barely audible.

    SAMI: No. And I'm...I'm afraid of...
    LAURA: What are you afraid of, Sami?

    Sami swallows, and breathes deeply. After a moment, she finally answers.

    SAMI: I'm afraid I'm going to push him away...because when I look at Johnny now...I see what happened that night, and not my beautiful little boy anymore...and I can't...I need help, Laura.

    ---



    Gabi walks through the park, trying to look inconspicuously for someone. She sits down on the bench and begins to check her texts. EJ's text instructs her to wait on the bench at 3pm for a gentleman. Not describing him any further, Gabi's unsure what to look for.

    GABI: Real helpful, EJ.

    Just as she says this, a man sits down on the bench next to her, and quietly speaks.

    MAN: You Gabi?

    Gabi looks over at the man, and nods.

    GABI: You have it?
    MAN: It's all yours.

    The man hands her a small pill bottle, as discreetly as possible. Gabi looks up at him, while looking around to see if anyone else is looking. She slips the pills into her bag, and the man looks her intensely.

    It's Liam.

    LIAM: And remember, you've never seen me before, and you won't recognize me if you see me again. If you need anything else, contact EJ.

    Gabi stares nervously at him, and nods, before grabbing her bag and taking off.

    ---

    Brady drives aggressively down the road. Theresa sits next to him in his car, visibly nervous. So nervous, in fact, she can barely look over at him, nearly transfixed on the road.

    THERESA: So...Brady.
    BRADY: I thought we could go for a drive....have a little talk. You and I.
    THERESA:oh...oh yeah? What about?
    BRADY: Well, what happened to you last night when you left the party...you know I wanted to find you.
    THERESA: Ohh yeah?

    Brady looks at Theresa and smiles.

    BRADY: Yeah. I wanted to surprise you. I was gonna rent out the biggest suite at that hotel across the street you loved so much. You know, you said it was so glamourous, and you just...you wish you could spend one night there.
    THERESA: You...you would do that for me?
    BRADY: Yes. Yes, I would. And I almost did too. But I couldn't find you...or my credit card. So I ended up going back to Salem where I find out that my company credit card, there's this...$200-plus cab fare on it. And it's funny because, the charge was made around the same time I went looking for you at the club.
    THERESA: Look, Brady, I--

    Brady's anger is starting to creep into his voice, his motions becoming ever more staccato, as his foot presses harder on the gas. The car enters the highway leaving Salem.

    BRADY: You know, then this video is online of me...doing cocaine. And it's like...it's so funny, it's at that same time when you were trying to take a selfie and you were too drunk to figure out your phone? Such a weird coincidence, huh?

    Brady's foot presses more and more on the accelerator, as the car pushes up towards 70, 75, 80mph. Theresa holds onto the grip on the door tightly.

    THERESA: B...Brady, slow down.

    Brady is looking straight ahead, barely even acknowledging Theresa's existence.

    BRADY: Why?
    THERESA: Well...well the speed limit, Brady is--
    BRADY: Do you honestly think I care right now? Like...at all? Do you think what you want matters to me right now?
    THERESA: Brady, you're scaring me.

    Brady starts to pay closer attention to Theresa now, but it is mostly anger he shows her as he intermittently divides his attention between her and the road before him.

    BRADY: Do you think I'm scared? Huh? Do you think I can feel anything right now?
    THERESA: Brady, what are you talking about?
    BRADY: What do I have now, Theresa? Think about it for a second, yeah? I just lost my job, my reputation is ruined, the woman I thought I was getting to know and care about, she double-crosses me because she's so damned insecure about me being able to be nice to my ex-wife. Every single woman I ever get involved with betrays me. My family hates me. Tell me, Theresa. What do I have to live for now? Tell me.
    THERESA: Okay, okay, Okay--
    BRADY:...TELL ME! Do you get it?
    THERESA: Okay! I'm sorry, Brady, would you PLEASE slow down.

    Brady takes his eyes off the road now entirely, and begins to lean in closer and closer to Theresa.

    His speed is now reaching 85mph.

    BRADY: Ohhhh no. You don't get it, do you? I want you to listen to me for once. No distractions. No one around to watch you to see the glamourous life you're living off my back. Just you, finally facing the person you are. The despicable, self-absorbed piece of street trash you really are--

    Theresa looks away from Brady.

    90mph.

    Theresa looks up and sees a sharp turn in the road ahead, she panicks and screams out.

    THERESA: BRADY, LOOK OUT!

    Brady looks up and tries to steer into the turn while slamming on the brakes.

    Theresa, in a moment of quick thinking, pulls her door open and leaps from the vehicle, but due to the speed the car is travelling at, she is knocked unconscious and severely injured immediately upon impacting the ground.

    Brady's car skids off the road and drives through the barrier, off the side of the embankment, into the lake below.

    ---
  17. beebs

    DAYS #1 + intro

    By beebs,

    So yes, I'm gonna try to do this. I'm going to start from the events after Valentine's Day's episode, and try to build the story off from there. Hopefully I don't get too confused as I go, so bear with me! Any feedback would be marvelous! I recognize this isn't overly enthralling (or that different from what's actually going on right now, but indulge me, I'm kind of zooming through some of the current stories to break off from what's happening onscreen).

    Hope you enjoy!

    *** *** ***

    Celebrating JJ's verdict, the Hortons gather at the family home. Jennifer receives a call from Liam, wondering if she's available tonight for an impromptu date. Jennifer informs him of JJ's verdict, and invites him to join the party.

    Upon Liam's arrival, JJ makes another effort to dissuade Liam from pursuing Jennifer. Jennifer overhears JJ and pulls him aside, telling him that her personal life is not his to interfere in, and that he should focus on celebrating his victory. JJ insists that there is something Jennifer needs to know before she pursues anything with Daniel, but Jennifer doesn't want to hear it, and returns to Liam's side.

    Abigail asks JJ what he thinks he's doing. JJ is tight-lipped, and insists that it's nothing. Abigail isn't so sure, though she's preoccupied with her own troubles with EJ.

    After the party ends, Liam and Jennifer kiss goodnight. JJ catches the kiss from the living room entrance and is troubled by it. Jennifer turns after closing the door and tells JJ immediately that she doesn't want to hear it. JJ insists he wasn't going to say anything against Liam, but that he wants to tell Jennifer something about Daniel. Jennifer cuts him off, saying that she isn't going to talk to JJ about her personal life, and really doesn't want to talk about Daniel. Instead, she wants to congratulate JJ on not going to prison, and that she's proud of him for finally being the sweet, honest son she used to know. She hugs him goodnight and goes to bed.

    ---

    Gabi runs into Nick again at the town square. They have a long chat, and Gabi is left believing that Nick is well and truly in the process of changing. Near the end of the chat, Nick asks to hold baby Ari. Gabi agrees, and Nick holds the baby, calling her "his little baby girl". It is at this moment that Sonny and Will arrive at town square hand in hand to share the news with Gabi of their engagement, and they stand in horror as they see Ari in Nick's arms.

    Gabi attempts to allay Sonny and Will's fears, but Will will have none of it, demanding that Nick hand him his daughter. Nick asks Will to calm down and hands him the baby, while Gabi attempts to ease the tension by insisting that everything was under control and that Nick just wanted to hold the baby for a moment. Sonny is having none of it, and instructs Nick to back off. Nick laughs at Sonny's demands, asking if he'd forgotten that Gabi also has a say as Ari's mother. Nick attempts to lay a guilt trip on Will and Sonny, wondering why Gabi's point of view is never considered in anything, before backing away and leaving to "take care of some business".

    Will and Sonny rip into Gabi upon their arrival at their apartment, wondering what she's thinking. Gabi insists that she believes Nick is making a positive change, and thinks that the best thing they can do is to be nice to Nick so that he doesn't press charges. Sonny, unaware that Nick called Sami, Gabi, and Kate out on their attempts to dump him in the river, demands clarification. Once Gabi fills him and Will in on the situation, Will tells Sonny that he actually sees Gabi's point of view. Sonny is stupefied by Will's admission, and insists that Nick cannot use Ari as a tool of blackmail.

    ---

    Marlena is working late at the hospital, and is visited by Abe in her office. After warm greetings, Marlena invites Abe to have a seat. Abe insists he can't stay too long as he needs to get back to JJ's party at the Hortons', but has news from John. Marlena is slightly dubious, but indulges Abe.

    Abe informs Marlena that John has been asked by the ISA to resume working for them, and he, Shane, and Bo are working on a major case together. Marlena wishes to know more, but Abe cannot say. Abe does tell Marlena, however, that the case could change everyone's lives forever. He presents Marlena with a letter from John that he'd been asked to give her in person. Abe then leaves Marlena's office and heads for the Hortons.

    Marlena ponders the letter momentarily before opening it. John expresses in his letter his continued love for Marlena, and his regrets at how he handled their differences over Kristen. Though he is still hurt by Marlena's lack of faith in him, he recognizes that it was all part of Kristen's plans, and that in due time, he hopes they can mend their relationship. The letter brings a smile to Marlena's face.

    ---

    Theresa steps inside Daniel's apartment and attempts to talk to Daniel about what happened the night she overdosed. Daniel is completely uninterested in having this conversation, but Theresa is insistent. Knowing that if JJ is allowed to go home that he will tell Jennifer what really happened the night of her overdose, she throws herself at Daniel in a last-ditch effort, but is rebuffed.

    Daniel then throws Theresa out of his apartment. Theresa, seeing all her leverage and her plans falling apart around her ears, heads to Club TBD for a drink (or six). Theresa's fed up of perpetuating her charade, and her frustration over not being able to bed Daniel (or anyone else) is starting to get to her. She sits down, deep in thought, at the bar, and demands a drink from T. T tries to make conversation with her, thinking Theresa's pretty cute, but is immediately turned down. As T walks away, Theresa looks further down the bar and sees a contemplative Brady sitting at the opposite end of the bar. Theresa makes her way over to him, and strikes up a conversation with him.

    Brady is his typical guarded self, replacing honest emotions with pointed snarky remarks. Theresa is unfazed, and dishes it right back. Brady figures out that Daniel has rejected Theresa, and laughs at her naivete in thinking Daniel would go for her. Theresa responds by ordering another drink.

    After a few more drinks, Theresa realizes she needs to go home, and Brady offers to walk her home. Upon arriving at Theresa's apartment, she stumbles upon getting out of the elevator, and when Brady reaches to catch her, they kiss sloppily, and then desire takes over. Theresa opens the door to her apartment, and Brady follows her in.

    ---
  18. beebs
    EPISODE 63
    Written by A. Washington-Beeby
    Story Consultants: ML Cooks & C. Nathaniel Richardson





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

    KATE: Uh...what are you talking about?
    VICTOR: Oh don't play dumb with me, Kate. I saw Nick's name pop up on your phone in large print. And despite what you think, I haven't got cataracts just yet.
    KATE: Well, first of all, it's none of your business who calls me, and secondly, so what if Nick did call me? He is, after all, my employee. It was probably just a call about a product we're testing.

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

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

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

    KATE: Duly noted.

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

    VICTOR: Damn it all.

    ---


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

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

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

    u feeling any better now?

    Billie smiles, texting back:

    cup of coffee + an aspirin did the trick lol

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

    ---


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

    JORDAN: Come in.


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

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

    ---


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

    JENNIFER: Come on, EJ. You're a father. Imagine if in a few years, Sydney just...took off one day to another country without saying a word to you. You'd be worried.
    EJ: If it was an actual cause for concern, yes. But this is not, Jennifer. This is work-related. You blowing this completely out of proportion.
    JENNIFER: No, see, that's where you're wrong, EJ. Because I know you manipulated the situation to benefit yourself. Just like you always do.

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

    EJ: What are you even saying, Jennifer? How would I benefit from this in any way?
    JENNIFER: Oh my GOD, it's SO obvious. I have no idea why you're so hellbent on denying it.
    EJ: Deny WHAT?!

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

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

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

    JENNIFER: It's more fair than you deserve. Because I can tell that this is all just a set up so that you can win Abigail back for Chad.
    EJ: What?? Oh, come on, Jennifer, that's ridiculous.
    JENNIFER: (interrupting EJ) You heard me! You can't tell me that you had any other innocent motive for sneaking my daughter onto a plane at 5am so she can work intimately with your goons. Tell me, EJ, is Chad waiting for her in Italy too?

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

    EJ: It was business! This was not some grand scheme cooked up for duplicitous purposes, Jennifer. She's an important part of our team, and she doesn't need Mummy to keep tabs on her every move!
    JENNIFER: I know one thing for sure, that if this was a simple business trip and nothing shady was going on, wouldn't I have heard about it by now? Something must have happened after Abby checked out, because I don't remember Sami talking about it last night at the hospital.


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

    SAMI: Talk about what?

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

    ---

    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Og7-6YubuS4

    ---

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

    JENNIFER: Sami! Do you happen to have a minute? We need to talk.
    SAMI: I...sure! You want to talk alone?
    JENNIFER: Oh no, no, EJ's heard what's on my mind already, he doesn't have to leave.

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

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

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

    EJ: Goodbye, Samantha. Jennifer.

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

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

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

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

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

    JENNIFER: I could ask the same of you two. I mean...I...I know it's none of my business but--
    SAMI: ...Don't even ask, Jenn. I really don't want to get into it.
    JENNIFER: Well, I understand that too. (sigh) Look, I came to see you because I...got up this morning and discovered my daughter was gone. And I know it was for work and I know...she's an adult and can make her own decisions but...I figured you would understand, as a mother, that--
    SAMI: Wait, Abigail didn't tell you about the Rome trip?

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

    JENNIFER: No. She didn't. I know a lot of that is because she knows I'm not...too thrilled with her taking this job in the first place, but...
    SAMI: I'm sorry, Jenn. I should've...let you know. Like...a text or something.
    JENNIFER: No. (sigh) When I came here, I was upset and I was...blaming EJ for it because I just...I had this feeling that it's all this big...plan to get Abigail back on side so that Chad can move back in but...

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

    SAMI: He what?
    JENNIFER: I'm sorry. I know, that was...out of line of me to think that.
    SAMI: No, no, it seems...actually a...fairly reasonable jump to make. Especially with how much EJ's been doting on Abby lately. But...Jenn, I want to reassure you.I was the one who hired her. None of that had anything to do with EJ. (sigh) I know that...Chad did some pretty awful things before he went to Boston, but...I don't think EJ is plotting with his brother to get Abigail back.
    JENNIFER: Well, Sami, with all due respect, you tend to turn a blind eye to a lot of things the DiMeras do, and right or wrong I know that's because you love EJ and...nothing will change that.

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

    JENNIFER: I just...I was hoping to...maybe open a door of communication between you and I.
    SAMI: That's fine. I understand. I will keep an eye out for Abigail for you.
    JENNIFER: Thanks.

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

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

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

    SAMI: Thank you, Jenn.

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

    ---

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

    JORDAN: Can I help you?
    SHERYL: I thought you'd never ask!

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

    JORDAN: I'm listening!
    SHERYL:Good! Stay sitting down, you'll be glad you did when I tell you what we've pulled off.
    JORDAN: I'm waiting with baited breath.
    SHERYL: We did it. Titan TV is out of Victor Kiriakis' control as of ten minutes ago.

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

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

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

    JORDAN: Well I'll be damned. Nick Fallon wasn't playing us?
    SHERYL: So far, so good, eh?
    JORDAN: Yeah...so what's our next move then?

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

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

    ---


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

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

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

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

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

    KAYLA: It's okay. That is Brady now. What do you remember him looking like?
    ROMAN: I...Kay, Brady's just a little kid. I remember him being so....young. He wasn't even school aged and now...why can't I fill that time in.

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

    ---


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

    BILLIE: Guess who?
    DANIEL: Gah! I needed those!

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

    BILLIE: You look like you could use an...Aspirin or...something.
    DANIEL: Yeaaah, Maxine already suggested that. I'm trying to avoid overmedicating myself, especially for...

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

    BILLIE: For...self-inflicted wounds.
    DANIEL: Yeah.
    BILLIE: Well, I'm gonna tell you right now that the only person suffering for your tenacity is you. So, I'd suggest giving in.
    DANIEL: Hey, who's the doctor here?


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

    DANIEL: So you're here to see Theresa?
    BILLIE: Yeah. I'm hoping to get in to see her as much as possible, since Kim's threatening lawsuits and beheadings if I stand on the same floor as her.
    DANIEL: Just...don't let it get to you. She's concerned about her daughter, just like you are. I'm sure you're gonna be able to work it out.

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

    POLICEMAN: Miss Billie Reed?

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

    BILLIE: Can I help you, Officer?

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

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

    ---

  19. beebs
    The halls of Titan TV are dead quiet as Nicole walks quietly into her office. The cleaning staff can be heard in a distance. Nicole checks the halls to ensure no one sees her enter before unlocking her office door.

    Walking over to her office desk, she sets her handbag down and pulls out a flashlight. Before turning it on, she mutters to herself.

    NICOLE: Better this than risk being seen. And better getting rid of that envelope now than leave it at Daniel's. Now where's the "on" switch.

    She turns on the flashlight while it's facing her chin, bright light flashing her in the eyes momentarily.

    NICOLE: AGH! Dammit! OW!

    Nicole drops her flashlight, quickly remembering she's being loud and covers her mouth quickly. After a moment of blinking and making sure she's not been blinded, she bends down and picks up the flashlight, then steps behind her desk with the envelope. Unlocking the drawer at the bottom, she files the envelope away in the very back of the drawer.

    As she rises from the desk, Nicole catches a shadowy outline pass her office window. Nicole tries to stay still as it passes. She waits another moment before sneaking back out of the office, making sure no one sees her leave.
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    ---

    Gabi doesn't know what to say in response to Sonny's accusation. She stumbles to respond.

    GABI: I....look...maybe I...
    SONNY: Oh my God, she actually is still in love with Nick.
    GABI: Hey, I didn't--
    SONNY: What is wrong with you?


    GABI: Why are you so unwilling to believe that Nick might have actually changed, or that at least he's trying to, if someone would just give him a chance to?
    WILL: We gave him chances, Gabi. Over and over. And he did terrible things to us all in return. Especially to you, Gabi.
    GABI: But you just said it was a good idea to be nice to him. I don't get it.
    WILL: I'm not suggesting we do that because I think he's suddenly a stand-up guy, Gabi. I'm saying we do it because we don't know what he's plotting. And whatever it is, it could be really dangerous.

    Gabi goes to speak but stops, unable to retort.

    SONNY: We have to hold our cards close to our chests, Gabi. Will's right.

    ---

    Kate wanders through Horton Town Square, clutching the envelope she's just received, containing shocking information on Jordan Ridgeway. Kate mutters to herself.

    KATE: Jordan Ridgeway aka Kaylie Matthews, former bank robber, turned physiotherapist, hm? Now, should I go to the police, or to Rafe first.

    Kate ponders this momentarily before hearing laughter behind her. Rafe and Jordan are out for a late-evening stroll. Rafe greets her warmly.

    RAFE: Kate! Fancy meeting you here!
    KATE: Indeed. You two having a great night, I'd imagine.
    JORDAN: That we are.
    KATE: And what have you two been up to tonight? Anything particularly memorable on the agenda?
    RAFE: Nothin' too special, just thought we'd take a nice walk now that the legs are back workin' for me again.
    KATE: Well you know what I think? I think you two should take some special time together and take advantage of this beautiful night while you still can.
    RAFE: What do you mean by that? It's not late at all and it's beautiful out tonight.

    Kate pauses for a second before speaking.

    KATE: All the more reason to take advantage. I heard that...what was it, polar vortex was swirling back this way. Best to enjoy it before the winds change.

    Kate gives a smile, much to Jordan and Rafe's bemusement.

    KATE: I'll see you both later, I'm sure.
    RAFE: Yeah. Definitely.

    Kate saunters away, leaving Jordan and Rafe somewhat baffled.

    JORDAN: What is she even talking about?
    RAFE: Search me.

    Kate walks out to the bench outside town square before making a phone call.

    KATE: Roman? It's Kate Roberts. I need to speak to you immediately.

  20. beebs
    EPISODE 88
    Written by A. Washington-Beeby
    Story Consultants: ML Cooks, Nick Monarco & C. Nathaniel Richardson

    Hope stands in her office at the Salem PD, staring thoughtfully out the window. Rafe slowly opens the door. Observing Hope, he sighs to himself, as he stands in the doorway, holding a cup of coffee in his hand.

    Never once looking away, barely even blinking, Hope doesn't notice as Rafe walks over to her, and hands her the cup. She jumps a bit, startled by Rafe. She looks down at the coffee cup and smiles as she takes it from Rafe.

    RAFE: Figured you could use this.
    HOPE: Thanks.
    RAFE: You alright? Mrs...what was it, Grant? She really got to you.

    Hope looks down, then back out the window, not looking Rafe's way as she takes a sip of her coffee. She takes a second before replying to him.

    HOPE: Was it that obvious?

    Hope turns around to face Rafe, a slight smile on both their faces, as they attempt to relieve a bit of the tension from dealing with Valerie and Jerome. Rafe shrugs as he makes a bit of a joke.

    RAFE: Enh, not really. Heh. But seriously, that Valerie woman really shook you up. You...obviously have met before?

    Hope looks down, nodding slowly as she answers Rafe, though almost zoning out.

    HOPE: Ohh yeah. My...nephew David was supposed to marry Valerie a looong long time ago.
    RAFE: And...obviously that didn't work out so well.
    HOPE: You could say that.

    Rafe looks on with concern, as Hope stays brooding in her own head, as though Rafe wasn't even in the room.

    RAFE: Look, I don't wanna pry here, but...you look really upset by this.
    HOPE: Yeah, well...(sigh) besides all the personal history...there's something about this whole situation that...it's just not right.

    Hope looks up, looking intensely at Rafe, who looks back in stunned confusion.

    ---


    Nicole and Eric unlock the door to Nicole's unlit apartment, laughing in between kisses. Eric holds a bottle of champagne in his hand, and places it down on the kitchen counter, as Nicole quickly turns on the light.

    NICOLE: Ahhh! I...I cannot believe this.

    Nicole runs back over to Eric, wrapping her arms around him from behind, much to his surprise. Eric laughs as he loses his balance while trying to grab champagne glasses from the cabinet above.

    ERIC: Woah! Hey, Miss soon-to-be-Mrs. Brady.
    NICOLE: Mmm, I like the sound of that.

    Eric turns around, champagne glasses now in hand as he puts one arm around Nicole. Guiding her around to his side, he grabs the bottle and squeezes Nicole gently.

    ERIC: Well, you better get used to hearing it, because I can't wait to make you my wife.

    Eric twists off the cork with a loud pop. The cork flies out of the bottle and smashes the lightbulb above them, rendering the apartment once again pitch black. Nicole and Eric duck momentarily to protect themselves from the shattering glass, before looking up in stunned silence.

    NICOLE: Oh God.
    ERIC: Well...at least the darkness is romantic.
    NICOLE: Yyyyyeah, I was never a fan of making love on broken glass, though.

    Nicole turns toward the cupboard, pulling out a big flashlight.

    NICOLE: Fortunately...

    Nicole turns on the flashlight, startling Eric, who jumps back to protect his eyes from the bright light.

    ERIC: ...AH! Hey!
    NICOLE: I'm prepared for anything!

    Nicole strides quickly back around, heading for the closet to find another bulb.

    NICOLE: Don't move, I don't want you to step in the glass or anything.
    ERIC: Yeah. Sure.

    Eric looks on, sighing at the romantic, celebratory mood being gradually killed before his eyes.

    ---

    Adrienne and Justin stand outside the Kiriakis Mansion, in the garden. Adrienne holds herself tightly, cold from the chilled winter air, as her husband drapes his jacket across her shoulders.

    JUSTIN: You're shivering.

    Adreinne waves dismissively at him.

    ADRIENNE: I'm fine. I can handle it. Thank you. I just...I needed to breathe. You could cut the tension in that room with a knife.
    JUSTIN: Don't I know it. You never explained yourself, why are you suddenly so against this wedding.


    Adrienne steps in close to Justin, her voice gets softer as she explains herself. From inside, Will stands by the slightly-ajar door, straining to hear her.

    ADRIENNE: I saw what was happening with Will and Sonny in there, Justin.
    JUSTIN: And what was happening, exactly? Remember, I just got here.

    Adrienne responds incredulously.

    ADRIENNE: You didn't see it?? Justin, Will might as well have been on another planet, he was so completely...fixated on Alex.
    JUSTIN: Well...Alex is an extremely attractive guy, I mean, it doesn't mean anything. Alex is with Noelle.

    Adrienne rolls her eyes at what she views as her husband's naivete.

    ADRIENNE: Oh please, Justin, I've told you a thousand times, Alex isn't with that girl for love. It's so obvious.
    JUSTIN: You know, I don't exactly appreciate you making assumptions about my son's sexuality--
    ADRIENNE: Why? Are you ashamed of Sonny now?

    Justin looks down, stopping and sighing before answering as thoughtfully as he can. Careful not to say something he'll regret.

    JUSTIN: You know that's not what I meant, Adrienne. I just--
    ADRIENNE: ...You just still wish he were straight? I don't get it.

    Justin explodes in anger, raising his voice, pointing back into the house emphatically, as though Sonny stood behind him.

    JUSTIN: NO! I am so proud of our son, Adrienne. He has more strength and self-respect than most men twice his age. I would go to my death for that kid.
    ADRIENNE: Then you need to stop him from making a huge mistake.
    JUSTIN: He can decide that on his own, Adrienne.

    Adrienne leans in close to Justin again, her one finger raised to make her point to Justin. She speaks softly but firmly.

    ADRIENNE: If it isn't Alex, it'll be some other guy. He's Sami Brady's son in every. Single. Way.

    Will leans back, the back of his head hits the wall behind him. He rests himself there, standing in stunned disbelief at what he's overheard. He breathes heavily before looking around for Sonny, then darting off.

    ---
    ---
     
    Nicole kneels on the kitchen counter of her apartment, as she finishes screwing in the lightbulb that had previously burnt out. Eric looks on from behind the counter, silently spotting Nicole, trying to protect her if she loses her balance.

    NICOLE: Aaaaalllmost got it. Aaaaaand THERE!

    The light flickers on, causing Nicole to throw up her arms in victory.

    NICOLE: HaHA! So? How many Nicoles DOES it take to change a lightbulb?
    ERIC: I'd say one.

    Nicole looks down, glaring at Eric for his dry 'wit'. 

    NICOLE: Smart-ass.

    Nicole leans over to playfully swat Eric, but misses and loses her balance. She shrieks as she falls into Eric's arms.

    After a moment of panic, Nicole and Eric stop for a second, looking into each other's eyes. After a long moment, they slowly lean in and kiss each other passionately. Their kiss leads to Nicole reaching around to wrap her arms around Eric's neck, as she draws him in closer.

    Aroused by the intensity, Eric lifts Nicole onto the counter, as Nicole draws Eric close to her. She wraps her legs around his waist as he pulls open her blouse, kissing down her neck as Nicole closes her eyes, enjoying the sensation of every kiss.

    Nicole takes a breath as Eric lifts his head, looking into Nicole's eyes. She smiles wryly, as she pulls his shirt off quickly, exposing his rippled body.

    NICOLE: The bedroom?

    Eric nods, a playful glint in his eye.

    ERIC: Bedroom.

    Eric effortlessly scoops Nicole up into his arms, her arms and legs still wrapped around his body. The kiss passionately as he carries her into her bedroom, the lights, newly changed, left on.

    ---


    Noelle casually walks toward Victor, both of them standing in the Kiriakis living room alone. She looks at him smugly, as Victor tries to ignore her completely, looking the other way.

    NOELLE: You know, this really is such a beautiful home. I could get used to it here.

    Victor squints his eyes, trying to stop from spitting his drink out, as he chokes out an answer. He turns around, glaring at her.

    VICTOR: You expect to live here? I was hoping you'd at least settle for a neighbouring zip code.

    Noelle crosses her arms, a wry smile on her face. She begins to pace the room as she talks, contemplating as she speaks. Victor gets tense as she speaks.

    NOELLE: Victor, you're a card. You know as well I do, though, that as long as Alex is staying here with you and Maggie...

    Noelle turns around suddenly, staring down Victor.

    NOELLE: ...I...will be right here with him. I mean, I am his wife, after all.

    Victor grimaces, never once looking away from Noelle as they each try to intimidate the other.

    VICTOR: Mm. Don't remind me.

    Noelle laughs quietly as Victor turns back around, finishing his drink.  She saunters around to the other side of Victor, grabbing a glass for her own drink as she picks up the caraffe and begins to pour herself a drink.

    NOELLE: Oh come now, don't you want your nephew to be happy?
    VICTOR: Yes. Which is exactly why I want him far away from you, and preferably the rest of your dysfunctional family to boot!

    Noelle takes a sip from her drink, savouring the flavour, as she responds to Victor's repeated snipes, again with a smile and cool exterior.

    NOELLE: Well, don't worry about my family. You've already done your part in tearing ours apart. And juding by how tonight's going...it looks like you're doing wonders on your own.

    Victor looks menacingly at Noelle, who takes the opportunity to turn toward the hallway heading for the kitchen.

    NOELLE: I best check on Maggie and the boys. Enjoy your wallowing!

    Victor watches from his peripheral vision as Noelle casually walks out of the room. Once gone, he quickly finishes his drink, before slamming the glass down on the desk before him.

    VICTOR: Damn that little...

    ---


    Maggie turns around in the Kiriakis kitchen, holding some serving bowls she's pulled out from the pantry, and walks slowly toward the centre island, where Sonny leans against the counter, and Alex sits casually on a bench. They're relaxed, catching up, and helping bring a smile back to Maggie's face.

    MAGGIE: It's so nice to be back in a kitchen again.

    Alex, who's stealing some mini-profiterols from a bowl on the counter, looks over to Maggie, a wide smile on his face.

    ALEX: You know how funny that sounds, knowing you own a restaurant?

    Maggie and Sonny laugh, as Maggie smacks Alex's hand away as he reaches over to grab another profiterol.

    MAGGIE: Restaurants! And you're gonna spoil your supper if you keep that up.
    SONNY: And those abs, I might add.

    Alex gives Sonny a smug, mocking look.

    ALEX: Ahh you're just jealous because I got the good genes.
    SONNY: Yeah, well, apparently modesty's a Johnson thing anyway.
    ALEX: Ohhh! I know you didn't go there just now.
    SONNY: I SO did!

    As the boys laugh, Maggie leans over the table and grabs their hands, squeezing them tightly as she smiles, looking back and forth between the two of them.

    MAGGIE: You know...can I just say...this was exactly what I needed?
    SONNY: I'm glad to hear it, Maggie. I'm sorry about what's been happening between you and Uncle Vic.

    Maggie smiles warmly at Sonny.

    MAGGIE: Thanks, Sonny. I mean...I know it's not his fault. With everything that's happened. Titan being in so much trouble, and...Brady dying...I know it's been hard on him.
    ALEX: But it's not your fault, either.
    SONNY: Exactly. Don't be afraid to have some sort of...release.

    Maggie nods, sighing in a sense of relief of having been able to talk this out with Alex and Sonny.

    MAGGIE: I know. I was never very good at that. At least tonight, I've got the kitchen free for a bit.
    SONNY: Yeah! I was amazed you got Chef to go home early.

    Maggie gives a cute smile to Sonny.

    MAGGIE: I have my ways.

    As Maggie winks at the boys, everyone laughs, and Alex smiles, nodding in approval of his great aunt.

    MAGGIE: But you know...honestly, it's nice having a kitchen again. I thought I'd love being waited on hand and foot but...I miss everyone coming down to my house and hanging out in my kitchen.
    SONNY: Yeah! That used to be like...every lunch break. Me, Chad, Will, Gabi, Melanie...
    MAGGIE: I really miss that. But...I wouldn't trade it for life with Victor for anything.

    Alex pats Maggie's back gently, smiling approvingly, as Sonny takes a sip of his drink.

    ALEX: Well...we wouldn't trade you for anything either. You make a great addition to this family.

    Sonny holds up his drink, as Alex reaches over to grab his. Maggie, not having hers, laughs awkwardly, slightly embarrassed by the praised being given to her.

    SONNY: Hear hear!

    As Sonny and Alex toast, Will bursts into the room. He sees Sonny and Alex toast and senses the same tension as before.

    ALEX: Hey, Will!

    Will stops a moment before calling out to Sonny.

    WILL: Hey! ...Uh...Sonny, can I...talk to you a second?

    Sonny, sensing something's troubling Will, immediately walks over.

    SONNY: Uh, sure. Everything alright?
    WILL: Yeah, I just...I need to ask you something...in private.
    SONNY: Ssssure.

    Sonny and Will both look back into the room, with Sonny giving both Maggie and Alex a smile, while Will looks on, fixated on Alex, before catching himself and looking away.

    WILL: I won't keep him long, I promise.

    Maggie and Alex laugh quietly, as Sonny is dragged into the hall.
     
    Once in the hall, Sonny looks around, a bit annoyed by Will's awkward behaviour, he whispers intensely at Will.

    SONNY: What's wrong? You alright?

    Will begins to panic as he grabs Sonny, holding him tightly for a moment.

    WILL: I...I don't know.

    Sonny reciprocates, holding Will tightly in his arms for the first time in days. He savours the moment, as much as he worries for Will.

    SONNY: What is it? Tell me.

    Will holds back tears as he pulls back from his embrace with Sonny. Looking intensely at his fiance, tears in his eyes, he answers.

    WILL: It's your mom, Sonny.

    Sonny looks on, worry and aggravation painted on his face.

    ---

    Adrienne stands in the Kiriakis garden, facing away from a confused Justin. Justin stands, hands on hips, trying to sort out Adrienne's thought process.

    JUSTIN: Do you seriously think that Will is going to marry our son, his first boyfriend, I might add, only to throw everything they've worked so hard for away just as things are starting to smooth out for them?

    Adrienne laughs softly, as she turns around, shaking her head at her husband.

    ADRIENNE: Justin, you cannot be that naive.
    JUSTIN: And you can't possibly be that cynical. Do you hear yourself right now? Will is Sami's son, therefore he's inevitably going to turn to be a Samantha Gene Brady mini-me?

    Adrienne sighs, holding in her feelings as Justin ravishes her for her remark.

    ADRIENNE: That's not what I'm sayin--
    JUSTIN: Then what ARE you saying, Adrienne? Because whatever it is, I don't think it's fair to Will, or to our son if you start trying to separate them again. All you're going to do is alienate them both. Is that what you really want?
    ADRIENNE: No! Of course not! Justin, I just...there is something going on between Alex and Will, and so help me, if your son comes between Sonny and Will--

    Justin, taken aback by Adrienne's slip, cuts her off, stunning her into silence with his interjection.

    JUSTIN: My son? Adrienne, you helped raise Alex like he was your own...what are you saying?

    Adrienne struggles to find an answer, hoping not to make matters worse. Justin looks on, an increasingly hurt and angered look in his eye.

    ---

    Rafe looks confused at Hope.  He looks on, attempting to figure out what she's referring to.

    RAFE: I...I don't know what you mean...I mean...we went on the info we had on this guy...it turned out to be wrong. End of story.

    Hope turns around, shaking her head in disagreement. She takes a second, sighing before responding to Rafe.

    HOPE: Not...exactly.

    Rafe squints in confusion, now shaking his head.

    RAFE: I don't get it.
    HOPE: Oh, Rafe, dammit! I just...I have...concerns.
    RAFE: About--

    Hope turns around quickly, interrupting Rafe, a sudden intensity and anger in her voice.

    HOPE: ...About Jerome! About why we arrested him when he was...so diametrically opposite to what the real thief looked like.

    Rafe shrugs, trying to rationalize with Hope, but still uncomfortable.

    RAFE: Well...these things happen all the time, you know that--
    HOPE: No! This...it's more than that. I mean...

    Hope looks down, turned back away from a confused Rafe. She looks at the ground, as if not even focused on anything in the room. She's intensely inside her own thoughts, and Rafe, her audience for her self-reflection.

    HOPE: ...I mean...Rafe, that profile. How many profiles have we seen...black male...early 20s...

    Hope turns back around, prepared to look at Rafe again.

    HOPE: What...what if Jerome's right? What if he was only made a suspect in the first place...because he was black?

    Rafe looks on, a conflicted look on his face, as he contemplates what Hope says to him.

    ---
  21. beebs
    EPISODE 184
    Written by A. Washington-Beeby
    Story Consultant: C. Nathaniel Richardson & Nick Monarco
     

    Marlena sits with Roman in his SUV in the undergorund parking of her building. She appears concerned about him, as Roman stares out the front windshield, almost acting as though she's not there. Outside the vehicle, Kim, Andrew, and Abe look in on them.
     
    After a moment's awkward silence between then, Marlena tries to coax him out of his apparent trance.
     
    MARLENA: Roman? 
     
    Roman continues to look out his window, looking out at Kimberly in particular. His focused stare unnerves Kim, which Marlena catches, momentarily looking out toward Kim herself.
     
    MARLENA: Roman, that woman right there, that's Kimberly. Honey, your sister is alive. She's fine.
     
    Roman, still looking at Kim, blinks momentarily, his fixation starting to break, as he shakes his head in disbelief.
     
    ROMAN: Nah...no, that....that's not...
    MARLENA: It's true, Roman.
    ROMAN: No, Doc. She...I was out in the country by the Lake Road, and...there was...there was a woman in the back of this blue truck, and...she had red hair. She was dead, it...it was Kimmy. I tried to radio in and...I...I just...
     
    Roman shakes his head, becoming visibly distressed by what Marlena's told him. 
     
    Marlena motions to Abe to step in, she calmly leans in closer to Roman to try to get his attention.
     
    MARLENA: Roman! Roman. Abe is going to take you inside, and we can relax. Okay?
    ROMAN: No--no, Doc. That's not...damn it, you're lying! You're all lying to me! It was Kimmy in that SUV, you gotta find her!
     
    Roman slams his fists on the steering wheel, as Abe rushes in to collect Roman. Marlena puts her hand on Roman's shoulder tenderly, though her voice raises with concern.
     
    MARLENA: Roman! No one is lying to you, I promise. Kimmy is okay. Now come on. It's okay.
     
    Roman holds in his sobbing, before giving in, and letting Abe take him out of the car.
     
    As Roman and Abe head up toward the elevator, Kim and Andrew stand back away from Roman. Andrew holds his mother's shoulders as they watch Abe take Roman up to Marlena's penthouse. As they do, Marlena leaves Roman's vehicle herself. Looking serious, she walks slowly over to a visibly upset Kim.
     
    MARLENA: Kimberly. I hate to keep harping on this, but...I thought I should let you know what's happening with Roman, and what I'm planning to do.
     
    Kim turns around suddenly, fighting tears, with a hostile look on her face, as she looks to a stoic, serious Marlena.
     
    ---
     

    Eric waits by the elevators down the hall from the TV studio at WXIR for Nicole. He plans to pick Nicole up from the TV studio, and finds her walking toward the elevators with Hope, as they emerge from scouring the studio for evidence of the light "accident". 
     
    HOPE: So we'll inspect the cuts to the wire, and check for fingerprints. Should have it all analyzed by Monday.
    NICOLE: Works for me. 
    HOPE: Now, has there been anyone other than Abigail that's been around the station anytime in the last week?
     
    Nicole looks around, racking her brain to think of an answer, she clocks onto one suddenly.
     
    NICOLE: Jerome.
    HOPE: I'm sorry?
    NICOLE: Jerome, Abigail's friend. I wanna say his last name is Grant? Handsome guy, black...mid-20s?
    HOPE: He's been here?
    NICOLE: Yeah...he and Abigail were out for lunch, just like a friendly lunch date thing, and he was helping her out with some research one day, and he came by.
     
    Hope's interest is piqued, she probes further.
     
    HOPE: Did he seem to be...engaged or...?
    NICOLE: Oh, no, he was totally into it. I didn't really think much of it, though. He's a postgrad student at Salem U, so...this is right up his alley.
     
    The gears almost visibly turning in Hope's mind, she and Nicole finish their long stroll down the hallway toward Eric.
     
    Nicole and Hope finally approach Eric, who gets up from his seat in the waiting area by the elevators. Once Nicole arrives, she wraps her arm around Eric's back, gently kissing his lips as a hello.
     
    ERIC: Ready to roll?
    NICOLE: I think so. Unless you need anything else from me?
     
    Hope shakes her head, fairly comfortable with what she's collected so far.
     
    HOPE: No, I think you're good for tonight. Look, thanks for everything, and ah...one thing. Make sure you call me first thing tomorrow morning, just in case they have any questions at the lab that might fill in any information gaps, okay?
     
    Nicole nods, before turning to Eric.
     
    NICOLE: Come on, let's go.
    ERIC: Night, Hope.
    HOPE: Night, Eric. 
     
    Eric presses the 'down' button on the elevator, as Hope surprises them with a final question.
     
    HOPE: OH! One thing! Do you know if Abby left for the night?
    NICOLE: Ahhh, I sent her home about a half hour ago when you told me, but...I didn't see her leave.
     
    Hope looks back toward the studio.
     
    HOPE: Hm.
    NICOLE: She's probably just being her usual eager beaver self and double checking some things in the control room.
    HOPE: Alright, thanks. I'll have a look for her.
     
    The doors to the elevator open, and Eric and Nicole step on.
     
    Eric waves to Hope, who smiles warmly at her nephew.
     
    HOPE: Night!
     
    As the doors to the elevator close, Hope notices a small drop of blood on the floor by the foot of the elevator door. Curious, she kneels down by it. Realizing for sure what it is, she calls another officer over.
     
    HOPE: Gabe!
    GABE: Yeah? 
     
    Hope waits til Gabe's run over, before pointing down at the blood drop.
     
    HOPE: Blood. get a sample to the lab and find out how long it's been there.
    GABE: Got it.
     
    Hope steps away from the elevator, and looks around her. She lingers momentarily, looking as Gabe collects the blood sample from the floor, speaking to herself softly before carrying on to find Abby.
     
    HOPE: Jerome Grant, hm? What a coincidence.
     
    Hope raises one eyebrow, as she heads back toward the studio, in hopes of finding Abigail to question her on the night's events.
     
    ---
     

    At Anita's cabin, Tyler walks back into the kitchen area, where Anita stands with Brady. They turn to face Tyler as they hear his footsteps walking away from the phone after his call to Victor. Anita speaks nervously after a moment.
     
    ANITA: Tyler...h-how's Victor?
     
    Tyler folds his arms before him, debating whether to be honest with her or not.
     
    TYLER: He's fine. He'll be released from the hospital tomorrow.
    BRADY: And what about you?
    TYLER: (sigh) I....I have to leave Salem.
    BRADY: What?
     
    Tyler nods. Trying to make it clear that it's not a big deal to him.
     
    TYLER: Call it...early retirement. I'll have to finalize some arrangements, and I'll be off to the Costa Del Sol by the weekend.
     
    Brady tenses up, before Anita interjects.
     
    ANITA: And just what are those arrangements?
     
    Tyler hesitates momentarily, with Anita continuing before Tyler gets a chance to respond.
     
    ANITA: Tyler, please tell me you won't let Victor know that Brady's staying here.
     
    Tyler doesn't respond again, panicking Anita.
     
    ANITA: PROMISE ME, TYLER!
     
    Tyler finally cuts in, responding firmly in an exasperated tone.
     
    TYLER: Alright! Fine. On one condition.
     
    Anita shakes her head, knowing what Tyler is about to suggest. Tyler points to Brady as he offers his demand.
     
    TYLER: You tell him who you really are. And you do it right now, or I will.
     
    ---
     
     
    ---
     
    Kim stands with Andrew and Marlena in the parking garage below Marlena's building, her arms folded, as she speaks to Marlena pointedly.
     
    KIM: Alright, Marlena. What have you planned for my brother now? Another DNA test to make sure he isn't another imposter sent by Stefano to upend all our lives?
    MARLENA: Kim--
    KIM: Look, I don't...I don't want to fight with you again. You're...you're a dear friend of mine, you're basically family, but...Marlena, I don't understand where your head's at with this. I mean, it's....it's so obvious to me that this is dementia, and that my brother needs treatment, and the sooner, the better.
     
    Marlena nods in agreement with Kim, before interjecting with her support.
     
    MARLENA: And I agree. Completely.
     
    Kim looks at Marlena, somewhat skeptical, and equally surprised.
     
    MARLENA: That's what I wanted to discuss with you. I was hoping you could join Roman and I at University Hospital tomorrow morning. We're meeting Eric there for a battery of tests, and then Valerie and I were going to go over a treatment plan for Roman--
    KIM: Tests. DNA tests. Am I right?
     
    Marlena sighs, nodding before carrying on.
     
    MARLENA: Yes, I admit it. But Kimberly, I only want to run the test to be sure that the gene that caused Roman's and Caroline's dementia hasn't been passed along to Eric. Or potentially to Sami, or Carrie. 
     
    Kim seems somewhat unmoved, and after a moment, Marlena continues.
     
    MARLENA: Kimberly...I didn't do this as some kind of roundabout deception to get the DNA tests done. It was honestly a bonus, just to give myself peace of mind. But I also want you to know that I am serious about Roman's condition, and I want to keep him with us as long as possible. Believe me.
     
    Marlena puts her hand on Kim's arm, trying to be of some comfort to her, as she explains herself passionately.
     
    MARLENA: Now please. Come with me tomorrow. I promise you, you will be an active part of our plans for your brother. It would mean an awful lot. To him and to me.
     
    Kim takes a moment, with Andrew joining in with Marlena in attempting to convince Kim to go.
     
    ANDREW: Mom, I...I think it might be a smart idea. It might help...give you a sense of empowerment over the situation. I think you'd feel a lot more at ease if you had that right now.
     
    Kim looks at Andrew, then Marlena, before slowly nodding.
     
    KIM: Alright...I'll be there.
     
    Kim extends a hand to Marlena in peace offering. Marlena smiles, as she shakes Kim's hand firmly.
     
    MARLENA: It's a date.
     
    ---
     

     
    Will walks into, then shuts the door to his apartment with Sonny. The apartment sits dark, as Sonny's gone to bed. 
     

    Will sighs, exhausted from a frustrating day. Flipping the lights on, he slowly hangs up his jacket, and sets his new briefcase down in the closet, as a frustrated Sonny emerges from the bedroom.
     
    SONNY: Will!
     
    Will turns around with a start when Sonny calls out to him.
     
    WILL: Sonny!
     
    Sonny looks at his fiancé with a mix of exhaustion and annoyance.
     
    SONNY: You made it. Would've been nice if you'd called.
     
    Will sighs, walking toward Sonny.
     
    WILL: Sorry. I know I should've. I just...
    SONNY: I know, I know. The big day's coming. 
    WILL: PR for Titan is...it's a lot of work.
    SONNY: I know. More than you realize.
     
    Sonny speaks in a resigned tone, as he sits himself down on the couch, just before Will flops down beside him.
     
    SONNY: Look, I'm sorry if I've been...less than enthusiastic about this job. I just...I don't want you sucked into my family's problems, and working for them...you just, you can't escape them.
    WILL: Sonny, I'm going to be sucked into them no matter what.
     
    Will turns his head, a cock-eyed smile on his face as he touches Sonny's cheek gently.
     
    WILL: I'm marrying you. Remember? 
     
    Sonny smiles, laughing softly to himself.
     
    SONNY: Yeah. And I can't wait.
    WILL: Neither can I.
     
    Will leans in to kiss Sonny gently on the lips. After their kiss, Sonny stares at his fiancé, soaking him in.
     
    WILL: Look, don't worry about my job. If you're willing to move past it, I am too.
    SONNY: Deal. (sigh) Speaking of work, how was it today?
     
    Will takes the opportunity to get up from the couch, walking around to the other side of it, presumably toward the kitchenette.
     
    WILL: Oh, fine. Until I heard the news about Gabi.
     
    Sonny straightens his posture, wondering what Will means.
     
    SONNY: Wh...what news?
    WILL: Oh, you didn't hear?
    SONNY: Will...Will, what are you talking about? I knew she was out, but I figured she was visiting Rafe, and...
     
    Will laughs, rubbing his eyes in exhausted frustration, as Sonny turns his body while still on the sofa to face Will.
     
    WILL: Oh no. No, Mom's watching Ari. No, the reason you don't see Gabi right now is...
     
    Will walks over to Gabi's bedroom door, throws it open and turns on the light, revealing it to be empty.
     
    WILL: Because she moved out. And in with Nick Fallon.
     
    Sonny's jaw drops, as he looks into Gabi's room, completely dumfounded.
     
    ---
     
    Outside the WXIR studio, standing by the elevators, Hope confers with another officer about the drops of blood found on the ground. 
     

    As they talk, and the officer snaps photos, Abby walks to the elevator to leave, surprised to see Hope still there. 
     
    ABBY: Hope!
    HOPE: Abigail! I'm glad you're still here, I was looking for you.
    ABBY: Yeah, I, ah, just had to go up to the control room and finalize a couple...paperwork things before I went home. Why...why, what's up?
    HOPE: Well, I need you to make a statement about the accident, if you can.
     
    Abby looks at Hope, stumped at what she could offer.
     
    ABBY: Honestly, Hope, I...I don't know what I could tell you, I was so busy with all my...papers and trying to keep the show running, I...honestly, if I could tell you anything, I swear I would.
    HOPE: And you didn't bring anyone along with you to the studio?
     
    Abby furrows her brow, unsure what Hope's implying with her question.
     
    ABBY: What do you mean?
    HOPE: I mean, more than a couple people have seen you at the WXIR offices with Jerome Grant the last few days, and--
     
    Abby cuts Hope off, slightly insulted by Hope's implication.
     
    ABBY: Whuh, what are you implying, Hope?
     
    Hope is caught off guard by Abby's defensiveness. Abby catches herself and backtracks when Hope's expression changes in reaction to Abby's response.
    ABBY: Look, I...I actually specifically told Jerome not to come tonight. I didn't feel comfortable having him here in such a high-pressure environment. Especially when I'm so new.
    HOPE: You worried he'd distract you?
     
    Abby shrugs, trying to downplay her inner conflict.
     
    ABBY: I guess. (sigh) Look, if you're wondering whether Jerome might have been here and potentially tampered with the cables, I'm almost 100% certain he wasn't here. But as to who WAS up on that scaffolding? I have no idea.
     
    Hope nods, disappointed by the lack of information Abby was able to provide.
     
    ABBY: Look, I gotta go.
    HOPE: Yeah, sure. If you do remember anything at all, even if you think it's not worth mentioning, give me a call, 'kay?
     
    Abby nods quickly, as she presses the 'down' button on the elevator.
     
    ABBY: I will. Night, Hope.
     
    The elevator door opens, and Abby steps on, leaving Hope behind with a couple other officers.
     
    HOPE: Night, Abby.
     
    Hope sighs, still sensing her bad feeling about Jerome Grant isn't misplaced. Hope mutters to herself.
     
    HOPE: He's gotta tie into this somehow. But how?
     
    ---
     
    Brady steps in between Tyler and Anita, baffled by the exchange occurring before him.
     
    BRADY: Okay, does someone mind explaining to me what's going on here?
     
    Anita tries to cool Brady's curiosity, speaking dismissively, before being cut off by Tyler.
     
    ANITA: Brady, it's--
    TYLER: ...Promise me, Anita. 
    ANITA: Why, Tyler? What does it benefit you to put this on him now?
     
    Tyler steps in close to Anita, looking her square in the eyes.
     
    TYLER: He has a right to know. I've always thought that.
    ANITA: Then why now?
    TYLER: Because he's here now. It made no sense to tell him before. And quite frankly, if you're so adamant that there's no threat against you, then I don't see why you haven't already.
     
    Anita turns away from Tyler, as Brady stands to one side, confused.
     
    BRADY: Tell me what?
     
    Anita stands, facing away from both Brady and Tyler, tearing up. Brady is getting increasingly agitated the longer he has to wait for some kind of response.
     
    BRADY: Dammit, would someone just tell me what's going on here?
     
    Tyler walks over, putting a hand on Anita's shoulder, as she turns to him, shaking her head.
     
    ANITA: I can't do it.
    TYLER: Of course you can.
     
    Tyler takes Anita and turns her to face Brady. He gently answers his question.
     
    TYLER: Brady, meet your grandmother, Loretta Toscano.
     
    Brady's eyes widen in shock, as he realizes who Anita really is.
     
    ---
  22. beebs
    EPISODE 53
    Written by A. Washington-Beeby
    Story Consultants: ML Cooks & C. Nathaniel Richardson


    Nicole, at the Brady Pub with Eric looks at Caroline, surprised to simply hear that Caroline agrees with her regarding Brady's just-rechristened 'memorial service'.

    NICOLE: You agree with that?
    CAROLINE: Well, of course I do! A good idea is a good idea, regardless of what I think of the source.

    Nicole rolls her eyes at Caroline's dig.

    NICOLE: Well, then I guess you're more media savvy than pretty much anyone else of your...advanced age then.
    ERIC: Nicole!

    Nicole shoots a look to a disapproving Eric. Caroline ignores Nicole's comment.

    CAROLINE: Look, we can have the entire thing here at the pub. It'd be my pleasure. We'll have the word put out today if you want.
    ERIC: That works. I'll let Marlena and Victor know.
    NICOLE: Has anyone heard from John? Does he even know?

    Eric and Caroline stop, unsure what to say. Nicole looks away, feeling a bit guilty for bringing it up.

    ---



    A stewardess walks up the aisle of the plane, evidently a private jet. She hands off a whiskey on the rocks to the passenger beside her, before heading off. As she hands the drink off, the captain makes an announcement over the speaker system.

    CAPTAIN: Mr. Black, we will be beginning our descent into Salem International Airport momentarily. Be sure to fasten your seatbelt for landing.

    John smiles wistfully as he looks out the window. He sighs heavily as he takes a sip of his drink.

    ---

    In Abby's hospital room, Sami and Abby look up as Daniel walks in with Jennifer, Laura, and Liam in tow. Abby and Sami, caught off guard during a shared moment, appear stunned by their arrival, and by Jenn's panic at Abby being in hospital.

    ABBY: Mom! What are you doing here?
    JENNIFER: What do you mean, what am I doing here? I...you had a fall at work and you didn't even tell me?
    ABBY: Mom, it's...nothing serious. I--
    DANIEL: ...Uh, she's right, actually, I'm going to be discharging her right now. Abigail, the uh...last test we ran? You're all clear. Okay?

    Abby nods, knowing exactly to what Daniel's referring. Daniel looks over to Liam, who momentarily shoots Daniel a vaguely menacing look, before turning his attentions back to Abby. Laura walks over to Abby's bed and gives her a huge hug.

    LAURA: We're glad you're alright, honey.
    ABBY: Well, thanks, Grandma.
    SAMI: Oh! Abby! You should tell your family your great news!

    Abby is suddenly at a loss for words, not prepared to share with the room, she stutters and stumbles at Sami's leading comment.

    ---

    Billie looks up at Kim, touching her face after Kim slapped her in Theresa's hospital room. Kim stares Billie down, livid at Billie's prior accusations that Theresa's coma is, in essence, Kim's fault. Kim finally speaks, voice trembling with anger.

    KIM: Don't you dare blame me for this.

    Billie breathes in deeply, her temper flaring as well, but fighting with everything inside her to retain her dignity, the high road, and indeed, the upper hand.

    BILLIE: I only told you how I feel. The truth isn't easy. Besides, Kim. You asked.
    KIM: The truth. Yeah, you'd know a lot about the truth, wouldn't you? Hiding your past with my ex-husband for how many years? You know, if you'd just spoken up in the first place, you'dve spared Theresa from all of this? You wanna tell me again how this is my fault, Billie?
    BILLIE: I didn't say anything because I didn't want to hurt your family.
    KIM: Oh, come off it! You didn't say anything because you were afraid that if my brother ever found out what you were REALLY like, he'd throw you out on the curb, where you belong!

    ---

    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Og7-6YubuS4

    ---



    John steps into a waiting car outside the airport. He sits down and holds up a hand to the driver as a greeting, before giving direction.

    DRIVER: Where to?
    JOHN: Salem Inn.

    John leans back in his seat, sighing heavily as he ponders his next move.

    JOHN: And tomorrow, we deal with ol' Vic.

    ---

    Abby smiles awkwardly at her mom, who is patiently waiting for her bed-bound daughter to tell her what the good news is.

    ABBY: Well...I uh...

    As Abby goes to tell them, EJ stands in the doorway of her hospital room, behind the others. He looks quickly at Liam, who looks back at him, before they quickly look away, back at Abigail. Abby is suddenly tense looking at EJ, even though EJ is not looking her way with any real intensity.

    ABBY: I...I don't wanna spoil the surprise, so...I think I'll tell you guys when we get home. That okay?
    JENNIFER: Aww, you're such a tease! I can't wait, it's big news isn't it??

    Jennifer's excitement only makes things more awkward for Abigail, while Sami is unsure why Abby's reaction is less than excited. She furrows her brow, but keeps quiet.

    SAMI: Heh, well, tell me how it goes. You can always...shoot me a quick text tonight and let me know how excited everyone is for you tomorrow. For NOW, I am gonna head home. Uh...Abby! If I don't see you tomorrow, good luck?

    Abigail gives a forced smile and nods to Sami.

    ABBY: Thanks, Sami.

    Sami smiles and heads for the door. As she passes EJ in the doorway, he backs up, and she smiles awkwardly, before looking down and walking past him. Daniel looks to Abigail and announces to the room.

    DANIEL: Well...I think it's about time we get you discharged, little lady!
    JENNIFER: Yes! And I am SO happy to see you come home in one piece! I've got a roast chicken I'm gonna make for dinner and you can tell Liam, JJ and I the good news, alright?

    Daniel is stung by Jenn's words, her specificity being a bit of an, albeit possibly unintentional, dig at him. He smiles his usual tightened upper lip smile.

    ABBY: Sounds good. Let's get out of here.
    DANIEL: Alright, well, hospital rules state that you need to be in this wheelchair so come on.

    Daniel pulls open the wheelchair and pats the seat. Abigail rolls her eyes and groans at Daniel's order.

    ABBY: Ugh, do I have to?
    LIAM: Yep! Doctor's orders. Come on, here, I'll help you.

    Liam takes Abby's hand and helps her lower herself into the chair. As Abby sits down, her and the family leave the hospital room. As Jenn leaves, she finally spots EJ in the doorway. She is less-than-thrilled to see him, but is cordial.

    JENNIFER: EJ! What a surprise.
    ABBY: Uh, not really, Mom. EJ is the one who...brought me in. The accident was...well, it happened when he and I were at work together.

    Jenn, unsure how she feels about this, takes a moment to reply.

    JENNIFER: Oh! Ah...well...thank you, EJ. I....appreciate that.
    EJ: It was my pleasure. Abigail is one of our best employees.
    JENNIFER: Great. Uh...Abigail. Come on.

    Liam takes Abigail's chair and pushes it from the room. EJ follows behind. Abigail hesitates, mulling over her decision to leave town to protect the secret affair between herself and EJ, as well as their unborn baby. Jennifer walks slightly ahead, with Laura walking beside her. They talk with each other, but it's all white noise to a distracted Abigail.

    As Liam stops Abby's wheelchair in front of the elevator, Abby finally works up the courage to speak up.

    ABBY: Uh...actually. Mom, can...I just...talk to EJ first before we go?

    Jennifer is surprised, and a little concerned by Abby's request. Abby can tell by Jenn's face almost immediately.

    JENNIFER: Uh...sure. Don't be too long though, we'll be downstairs, then you can file your discharge papers, okay?
    ABBY: Okay, Mom. Sure.

    EJ stops as Abigail turns in her wheelchair. She motions to him to take the reigns of her wheelchair from Liam, who steps onto the elevator with Jenn and Laura. Daniel stays behind and points over to the nurses' station.

    DANIEL: When you're ready? I'm right there. K?

    Abby nods gently, smiling at Daniel as he walks away toward the nurses' station, keeping a careful eye on EJ and Abigail. EJ begins to push the wheelchair toward the waiting room, and leans into Abigail, quietly speaking to her.

    EJ: If this is about our earlier discussion, we'd best find somewhere private.

    Abigail looks straight ahead as EJ pushes her into the room.

    ---

    Jenn and Laura stand silently in the elevator with Liam. Laura feels vaguely uncomfortable with Liam, but can't quite figure out what bugs her. Jenn seems tense too. Laura looks to her daughter, concerned.

    LAURA: You look worried.
    JENNIFER: I always am when EJ's around.
    LAURA: I understand. It can't be easy knowing your daughter's working for the DiMeras.
    JENNIFER: Well...I mean...it's her life. And technically, she's working for Sami so...I guess that's slightly better but...I don't know. Every time I see her with EJ, I get really concerned. And I can't figure out why but...I just have this feeling something's wrong, you know?

    Laura puts her hand on Jenn's shoulder, smiling understandingly at her daughter. Liam looks on, soaking in the conversation wordlessly.

    ---

    Billie looks to the ceiling, as if counting to ten in her head. She closes her eyes a moment, before finally looking at Kim and responding, calmly, though a slight tremble remains in her voice.

    BILLIE: I thought that Phil Collier had...turned over a new leaf. Tried to put his life together. I gave him the benefit of the doubt. That was my mistake. But I did it for y--
    KIM: ...For yourself. Because you were scared of losing Bo. Which is exactly why you didn't tell him about your father until he was dead and you were accused of killing him!
    BILLIE: I loved Bo. And--
    KIM: ...And you thought that Bo only loved you as a pure-as-the-driven-snow little girl who hawked makeup. Did you seriously think that little of him?

    Billie finally snaps at Kim, and raises her voice, pointing angrily as she speaks, equally pointedly.

    BILLIE: NO! I thought so much of him, and so little of myself. That I would never be good enough for him! And that's exactly why I was the only one who understood your daughter. And the more she confided in me, the more I understood her, and she could feel that. All the while, there you are, wondering why she's not turning to you, and at the same time, there you are judging every step she takes?
    KIM: I was hurting too!--
    BILLIE: ...You were too afraid of losing another man to accept that YOUR OWN DAUGHTER went through the SAME THING YOU DID!

    Kim stops dead, tensing as she draws herself up, holding back from letting loose completely. Billie's tension recedes as she finally lets her anger go at Kim.

    BILLIE: And THAT is something you cannot pin on ME. You should be grateful that girl had someone to turn to that she could depend on. Because that someone certainly wasn't you.

    As Billie finishes her thought, the door of the hospital room opens, and Kayla steps in.

    KAYLA: I could hear you from the hallway, is everything okay in here?

    Billie turns around, brushing away a tear from her eye, as Kim does the same. Billie steps towards the door.

    BILLIE: It's all good, I was just leaving.

    As Billie walks out, Kim steps over to her sister, pointing out the doorway at Billie.

    KIM: I don't want her in here again.
    KAYLA: Kim, she's just concerned about Theresa, just like you are.

    Kim tenses again, frustrated by her sister seemingly siding with Billie.

    KIM: I don't...care. I'm Theresa's mother, I deserve to be here, not her!
    KAYLA: Kimmy, listen. I know you and Billie have your issues, but her and Theresa, they're incredibly close friends. Now, Billie doesn't present a danger to Theresa by coming to visit during visiting hours, and I honestly think it'd be good for her to have familiar voices around her while she's recovering.
    KIM: So you're siding with her, then?
    KAYLA: No, Kim. I'm asking you to do what's right for everyone. Including Theresa. Now, you have every legal right to bar Billie from Theresa's room, but...as your sister...I think it's a terrible idea.

    Kim sighs, rolling her eyes, and thinking over Kay's words, as she folds her arms, looking down at her comatose daughter.

    ---

    EJ closes the door to the waiting room behind him as he pushes Abigail's wheelchair inside. Abigail stays in her seat, and EJ leans against the door, folding his arms.

    EJ: So...what was so urgent that you needed to alarm your entire family needlessly?
    ABBY: Well, I've had some time to think since you and I talked. And I've made a decision.
    EJ: Oh have you?

    Abby looks unflinchingly at EJ, she responds firmly.

    ABBY: Yes.

    EJ tries to remain casual, but it's obvious that he's dreading the answer.

    EJ: And what would that be?
    ABBY: I've decided I'm not going to let you order me or my baby around for your convenience. So if we're going to make a decision about this, it's going to benefit all of us. You, this baby, AND me.
    EJ: Just what does that mean, exactly?
    ABBY: It means we're going to face this head on. I'm not going to Italy, EJ. You can't make me.

    EJ stands frozen, disbelieving what he's hearing.

    ---

  23. beebs
    EPISODE 162
    Written by A. Washington-Beeby
    Story Consultants: C. Nathaniel Richardson & Nick Monarco
     
     

    Nick sits in the Horton Town Square, sipping on a coffee while he flips through his phone. Moments later, Nicole makes her way into the square.
     
    NICOLE: Nick! I've been looking for you.
     
    Nick looks up, nonplussed. He responds cooly.
     
    NICK: Oh, so now you're looking for me? But when I try to reach you, you're too busy. So...
     
    Nicole rolls her eyes, sighing as she sits down at the table opposite Nick.
     
    NICOLE: Look, I'm sorry about yesterday, but...it was a very important day for me, and I couldn't meet up with you. I'm sorry if that's a problem.
    NICK: Nicole, cut the crap. I know you were getting married to Eric yesterday. 
     
    Nicole looks back at Nick, sternly, but with begrudging respect.
     
    NICOLE: (sigh) Right. And I know it was wrong to ignore your calls. 
    NICK: I had a lot of very important things we had to discuss.
    NICOLE: I know, I KNOW. 
     
    Nicole calms down, knowing Nick has power over her. Keeping her temper in check, she continues.
     
    NICOLE: Look, I...I just wanted to thank you.
     
    Nick looks up at Nicole, slightly confused.
     
    NICK: Thank me? For what?
     
    Nicole sighs, trying to hold her emotions in.
     
    NICOLE: I know you could've sold me out with Eric yesterday. I get that. But you didn't. You gave him the Chyka files, and you never said a word about how I kept them from him. And I really...I really appreciate it.
     
    Nick's face changes, starting to smile as he realizes what has happened.
     
    ---
     

    Sheryl steps into the supply closet by the locker room at University Hosptial. She hastily pilfers through the cleaning supplies, desperately searching for something.
     
    After a moment, she turns from the shelf, hands on hips. Her frustration clear on her face, as she shakes her head.
     
    SHERYL: The hell am I gonna do?
     
    Sheryl looks back over at the shelf, and slowly realizes what to do.
     
    Stepping slowly over to the shelf, she pulls out a bottle of rubbing alcohol. She looks at it momentarily, before reaching down for the jug of bleach. Sheryl opens the bleach and notices it's half-empty. She smiles knowingly.
     
    SHERYL: Perfect.
     
    Sheryl, without hesitation, covers her mouth with her hand, and pours the bottle of rubbing alcohol into the bleach container, making chloroform. She quickly seals the bottle up to avoid contact with the fumes.
     
    Standing up, Sheryl looks for a cloth. Digging around through the shelves, the finds a package full of clean cloths. She steals one, and places it in the nearby mop sink.
     
    Sheryl then quickly turns back to the shelf and looks for some kind of safety mask, and rubber gloves. The gloves are easy to find, but the mask, not so much. Desperately rummaging through the shelf, she's unable to find one. She stands back, cursing her misfortune.
     
    SHERYL: Dammit! What kind of hospital doesn't even have face masks in every room?!
     
    After a moment, Sheryl rummages through the cloths and pulls another one out. Sheryl pulls on the rubber gloves, then grabs the cloth. 
     
    Hastily covering her mouth and nose to avoid being knocked out herself, she picks up the container of chloroform mix, and brings it over to the mop sink. She drops to her knees, and opens the bleach bottle again. Holding the cloth back up to her mouth and nose, she then tips the bottle gently over, and soaks the cloth in the chloroform mixture.
     
    ---
     

    Jordan paces her office at the hospital, as Rafe stands up from his seat at her desk, stunned by the news she's just told him.
     
    RAFE: What do you mean, you're not Jordan Ridgeway? So Kate was right?
     
    Jordan lashes out, stopping Rafe from continuing as she shouts her response.
     
    JORDAN: YES! Yes, Kate was right! Kate...(sigh) Kate wins again. I'm not Jordan Ridgeway. 
     
    Rafe stands, stunned. He stammers out an answer.
     
    RAFE: Well, then...I...what the...well, who are you then?
    JORDAN: Rafe, I--
     
    Rafe explodes, demanding an answer from his fiancée.
     
    RAFE: Dammit, J...just tell me who you are. I think I have a right to know who I'm engaged to.
     
    Rafe's tone drops after nearly calling her Jordan, as she begins to tell Rafe her story.
     
    JORDAN: (sigh) Fine. You want my whole life story? Here it is. My name is Tammy Sue Weston. I'm from the Ozarks, my father is an abusive sociopath who made my life and my brother's life such a living hell that we had to run away from home the first chance we got, and I have been lying about pretty much everything I have told every person I have met since then about myself.
     
    Rafe stands back, staring back at Jordan in stunned heartbreak, before Jordan steps toward Rafe. She puts her hand up to his chest. She looks deeply into his eyes.
     
    JORDAN: But I haven't lied about how I feel about you. And if you want to know anything more about me...about what I've done in the past? The good? The bad? All of it. I will tell you, Rafe. I'll tell you all of it.
     
    Rafe takes Jordan's hand in his, he holds it, and looks down at her hand, wearing his engagement ring. He studies it intensely, as he thinks over the bombshell Jordan just dropped.
     
    ---
     
     
    ---
     

    Justin stands in the Kiriakis living room, pouring another cup of coffee from the caraffe on the bar, while Anjelica sits behind him in an armchair, calmly sipping her coffee. Alex stands behind the sofa, fixing his tie, while Maggie sits on the sofa. Alex and Maggie share Justin's uneasy expression.
     
    JUSTIN: I would love to know how this family manages to get itself into such fine messes.
     
    Anjelica smiles and responds with her usual dry sarcasm.
     
    ANJELICA: You're all just especially fortunate that way.
    JUSTIN: No one asked for your input, Anjelica.
     
    Anjelica looks around the room as she replies, looking ever-so-smug as she reaches for her own coffee cup.
     
    ANJELICA: Oh come on, Justin! This could be extremely advantageous for you. I mean, Nick isn't throwing us all out on the street. Quite frankly, I see this as an opportunity.
     
    Justin turns around, a confused, and frankly irritated look on his face.
     
    JUSTIN: An opportunity for what? My blood pressure to go up? We've already got one family member in the hospital from a heart attack, you wanna try for two? Maybe that way, we WILL have room if Gabi Hernandez decides to stay at the Kiriakis Inn!
    ALEX: You know, Justin...Anjelica may be right. Maybe there's something to be said for keeping your enemies closer.
     
    Anjelica turns to look at an unimpressed Justin, who glowers at his son for once again siding with his mother.
     
    ---
     
    Nick leans forward to engage with Nicole, as Nicole pats her eyes dry, hoping to keep her mascara from running.
     
    NICK: I'm glad the wedding went alright.
    NICOLE: Well, kinda. Sami and Marlena found out, and...I know that was likely your doing too, so...don't think I don't know that was a warning. 
    NICK: I was angry. 
    NICOLE: I know.
     
    Nicole nods sheepishly, but then looks up, a steely look in her eyes, indicating she means business.
     
    NICOLE: But if you intend to keep this working relationship going, you need to cool that temper. I am not working against you, Nick.
    NICK: I wanted to be sure.
    NICOLE: Well, be sure about this. I've been given my own TV special at WXIR.
     
    Nick raises an eyebrow, though is still slightly distracted by his phone.
     
    NICK: Oh? What about?
     
    Nicole looks on, a sly expression on her face, knowing the subject matter will intrigue Nick.
     
    NICOLE: The EnerNext project.
     
    Nick looks up immediately, as Nicole anticipated.
     
    NICOLE: Sami gave me the green light. It airs tonight, and...I know it's last minute, but...I want you to be a guest. Our featured guest, in fact.
     
    Nick smiles broadly at the invitation. He leans in with interest.
     
    NICK: I am IN.
     
    Nick and Nicole reach across the table to firmly shake hands. Nick keeping his smug grin, and Nicole with a cheeky smile.
     
    ---
     
    Rafe holds Jordan's hand tightly. He nods before looking up at his fiancée.
     
    RAFE: Tammy Sue Weston, hm?
    JORDAN: Yeah. Even if I wasn't hiding, I think I would've probably changed my name by now.
     
    Rafe looks down at Jordan's hand again, amused. He responds softly, before looking lovingly in Jordan's eyes.
     
    RAFE: You know...I'm still upset about you lying to me.
     
    Jordan cuts Rafe off, intent on getting through to him.
     
    JORDAN: Rafe, if I could have told you, I would have. But I just...I need to be safe from my family. They're dangerous people.
     
    Rafe holds up his finger to Jordan's lips, silencing her gently. He looks into her eyes as he leans in closer to her.
     
    RAFE: Look, it's gonna take some time, but...I promise, no matter what your name is, I love you. All I want is for you to feel safe confiding in me. Okay?
    JORDAN: I know. I will. But I need you to realize that I'm not perfect. There's a lot you don't know about me still, and...yeah, it is gonna take time. But I know that you're worth telling it to.
     
    Rafe pulls Jordan into a kiss, then a tight embrace. Jordan closes her eyes tightly as she holds onto Rafe, as if afraid to let go.
     
    JORDAN: I love you, Rafe.
    RAFE: Me too. Me too.
     
    ---
     
    Sheryl steps quietly back into the locker room, holding the chloroform-soaked cloth in one hand. She can hear Crystal humming to herself inside, but doesn't see her.
     
    Sheryl steps softly into the room, and notices Crystal's locker is open, but Crystal isn't there. 
     
    Looking behind her to make sure Crystal isn't lurking, Sheryl grabs Crystal's keys and cell phone from her locker, and quickly unlocks her own locker, hiding them inside, as well as Crystal's purse.
     
    As Sheryl does this, the sound of the shower turning on comes from the next room. Sheryl turns her head suddenly, the sound making her jump. Realizing what is is, Sheryl relaxes, and finishes closing her locker. At this point, Sheryl steps almost silently into the next room. There, Crystal showers, humming a song to herself as she shampoos her hair, blissfully unaware of the sinister woman approaching her from behind.
     
    Sheryl takes a step closer.
     
    Crystal moves her head under the shower head.
     
    Sheryl steps closer again.
     
    Crystal closes her eyes as she lathers her hair in shampoo.
     
    Crystal's humming drowns out any noise from Sheryl's movements toward Crystal.
     
    As Crystal rinses the shampoo from her hair, Sheryl pounces, grabbing Crystal and covering her mouth and nose with one hand with the chloroformed cloth.
     
    After a few moments of struggle, Crystal succumbs to the fumes, and loses consciousness. Sheryl beams, almost busting out laughing at her latest victory.
     
    ---
  24. beebs
    EPISODE 58
    Written by A. Washington-Beeby
    Story Consultants: ML Cooks & C. Nathaniel Richardson


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

    A voice from inside calls out.

    SHERYL: Come in.

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

    SHERYL: Not the time.
    NICK: Oh, come on! Don't you have time for old friends?
    SHERYL: I do. For friends.
    NICK: Needlessly harsh, Sheryl.

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

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

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

    ---

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

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

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

    HOPE: Gabi! What a nice surprise!

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

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

    Hope steps back from the door, motioning Gabi inside.

    HOPE: Sure.

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

    HOPE: So...what's happening? How's Ari?
    GABI: She's good. She's growing every day I see her. I just...I'm so proud to be her mom.
    HOPE: You know, I really need to come visit you guys one of these days. I've just been so swamped with work lately I haven't had much of a chance.
    GABI: Oh we'd love it. And bring Ciara with you!

    Hope smiles warmly.

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

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

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

    Hope looks concerned, raising her one eyebrow in curiosity.

    ---

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

    MARLENA: What happened to the John who sent me that letter all those months ago? Asking me to forgive him, and that we should give it another chance?
    JOHN: That was a long time ago, Doc. Things have changed a lot since then.
    MARLENA: I'll say. Not a word from you since then, while your son went off the rails and drove into the lake. And where have you been?

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

    MARLENA: WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN, JOHN?!

    John looks up, shaking his head.



    JOHN: I can't tell you.

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

    MARLENA: NO! I do NOT accept that!

    ---

    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Og7-6YubuS4

    ---

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

    SHERYL: Well...I think we better start getting our troops on the ground, shouldn't we?
    NICK: And what exactly do you mean by that?

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

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

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

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

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

    SHERYL: Don't you know not to put all your cards on the table straight away?
    NICK: Oh come on, Siobhan, now you're not playing fair.

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

    SHERYL: Now now, Salem names!

    Nick rolls his eyes playfully.

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

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

    ---

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

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

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

    JJ: Mom! I...uh...didn't expect you to still be home. I...left something I needed for school.
    JENNIFER: Right...why exactly don't I believe you?
    JJ: I don't know, Mom. Do you ever?

    Jennifer looks at JJ, shooting him a disapproving glare.

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

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

    ---

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

    HOPE: Okay, what's wrong with him?

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

    GABI: Well...see...I...I've been spending some time with Nick since he's come back from...New York...and...
    HOPE: Have you? Good, I think Nick really needed that.

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

    GABI: Well, I hope so. I just...I don't think it's really doing much good...see...I've been noticing Nick's been acting really...strange since he's been back. He's just...he's not been his usual self.
    HOPE: What are you saying?
    GABI: I...Hope, I think Nick's using again. And if he is, I'm worried about what he'll do.
    HOPE: Gabi, I don't think you have--
    GABI: Hope, please. I wouldn't ask you unless I was really desperate. And I know he's your family but...you're the only one who can stop him. You know what he's capable of when he's hooked.



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

    HOPE: What do you expect me to do though? You want me to throw him in jail? Gabi, he's just completed his parole. He's just getting his life back. I can't do that to him!
    GABI: But that's the thing, Hope. He's not. He's throwing it away again. Don't you see? You have to stop him. I'm afraid. For him. For me. For Will, Sonny...especially for my daughter. Please, Hope.

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

    ---

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

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

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

    JOHN: Doc, look. There's nothing we can say to each other right now that's gonna help either one of us.
    MARLENA: Oh no. You don't get away that easily, John. We have plenty to talk about.
    JOHN: Like what, Doc? What good it is gonna do to rehash everything.

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

    MARLENA: It'll do me a lot of good, and that should mean at least something to you.
    JOHN: Doc, don't do this. Don't make this any--
    MARLENA: ...Any what? Any harder than it has to be? I will make this as difficult as I want if it's the only way to get any answers out of you. Now you listen to me. Why are you doing this? You're just going to let Kristen win after everything she's done to you, and me, and Brady? This is exactly what she wants.
    JOHN: Doc, this isn't about Kristen anymore...
    MARLENA: Then what is it?

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

    MARLENA: John, I have been there for you through way too much. From trying to figure out who you really are, after everything Stefano has done to both of us, all that time that I stood by you, even when Stefano had you...acting like you didn't even feel love...I was there. And it ends because of THIS?? This is absolutely nothing compare--
    JOHN: Doc, you don't understand. At all. There is something that...none of us can fix.
    MARLENA: Then what about this?

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

    JOHN: I told you, Doc. Things have changed since then.
    MARLENA: WHAT HAS?
    JOHN: Oh would you just stop it?!
    MARLENA: I absolutely will not. I want to know what changed, John. You owe me that. I fought for YEARS to get back to you. I fought so hard for you, through everything. I never stopped believing in us, through Alex, through Kristen, Stefano, when Roman was ill...and now this. And now, after giving me this tiny little shred of hope...that's it?

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

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

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

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

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

    ---

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  25. beebs
    DAYS OF OUR LIVES Ep. 22
    Written by A. Washington-Beeby
    Story Consultants: ML Cooks & C. Nathaniel Richardson

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

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

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

    ---

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

    RAFE: Well, good evening, Miss Ridgeway.

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

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

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

    MAGGIE: Rafe! Jordan! Good to see you.
    RAFE: Hey, Maggie. We had a table for two reserved.
    MAGGIE: Indeed you have. You're not the only ones tonight, though.
    JORDAN: Oh? Who's here?
    MAGGIE: Oh, well...Lucas is here with his date...Sheryl, I think.
    JORDAN: Great! We'll have to say 'hi'
    MAGGIE: And Jennifer's here with her date.

    Rafe looks confused.

    RAFE: Daniel's here with Jenn?

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

    MAGGIE: Oh no. I'm talking about him. She's here with Liam Frazer. And to boot, Brady's here...with Theresa Donovan.
    RAFE: Well, this is an awkward place to be then.
    JORDAN: Look, forget about them. Maggie, is there a really private table somewhere you can sit us at so it can just be the two of us? (softly) I think Rafe was...really looking forward to that.
    MAGGIE: I think I know somewhere. Come with me.

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




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

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

    Theresa furrows her brow at the message.

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

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

    ---

    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Og7-6YubuS4

    ---

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

    LIAM: ...And so I knock on the door, and when this poor old lady answered the door, it turned out it was Sycamore EAST, not Sycamore West.
    JENNIFER: Oh NO! (laughs)

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

    LIAM: You're having a good time, right?
    JENNIFER: I am. Today was a tough day, but, I gotta hand it to you, you have done a fantastic job of putting a smile on my face. I needed that tonight most of all. So thank you.
    LIAM: My pleasure. You're really a special lady, Jennifer Horton. And I can't wait to spend more time with you.
    JENNIFER: I'd like that. I feel this...connection with us, you know? Like I've known you for years. It really puts me at ease, you know?

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

    JENNIFER: Liam? Liam, you alright?

    Liam snaps out of it suddenly.

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

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

    JENNIFER: Oh God, NO!




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

    THERESA: Oh, nothing. Just...that friend from LA with the tabloid connections. More ridiculous drama I don't have time for.
    BRADY: Well, then I would put my phone away.
    THERESA: Well, yeah, but what if work calls me?
    BRADY: Oh right! Theresa Donovan, concerned about work after hours? Or at all, for that matter.
    THERESA: Hey! That's not fair! I only didn't care about my job because I didn't get along well with my boss.
    BRADY: Which I still don't get. Jennifer's a really sweet woman, and--
    THERESA: ...And I. Do. Not. Care. Drop it. Anne is so much better to work for, anyway. She understands my way of doing...y'know, why are we even talking about work, anyway? Come on, let's enjoy the evening. You want to, maybe, hit up the club after dinner and really get crazy?

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

    BRADY: That sounds genius.
    THERESA: What can I say? I'm always full of good ideas.

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

    ---

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

    NICK: Rough night?

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

    ABBY: You could definitely say that.
    NICK: Mind if I join you?
    ABBY: Not at all.

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

    NICK: So what's eating you?
    ABBY: Well...no one knows this but...I WAS going to start looking for my own place in town soon.
    NICK: Oh yeah? Ready to fly the coop, eh?
    ABBY: Yeah, though notice I say "was"?
    NICK: Yeah! Did something happen?

    Abby finally breaks her gaze to look at Nick, who turns to look back.

    ABBY: Well...this has to stay exclusively between you and me, got it?
    NICK: Lips: sealed.
    ABBY: And if you ever tell anyone, I'll--
    NICK: I get it, Abigail. Don't worry.
    ABBY: Okay. Well...for lack of a better way of putting it...I got fired tonight. And it was for a really stupid reason too and...it's back to square one.

    Nick looks at Abigail, empathy in his eyes. He ponders a moment, then turns to her again.

    NICK: Not neccessarily.
    ABBY: What do you mean?
    NICK: Just...just wait. I have a feeling something's gonna come your way very soon.

    ---

    Will and Sami separate from their hug, Will still confused as to what has got Sami so stirred up. Sami is still wiping away tears.

    WILL: Mom, what's going on?
    SAMI: I just...I just had a huge fight with EJ and it...it...I just needed to...oh God.
    WILL: Come on, come on, let's set down a minute.

    WIll takes Sami over to the sofa, Gabi takes the baby so Sonny can sit on the other side of Sami with Will.

    SONNY: Did you want some water?
    SAMI: (catching her breath) Got any whiskey?
    SONNY: Well, not here, but...
    SAMI: It's okay, Sonny. Just a joke. I'd love some water.

    Sonny gets up from the couch and grabs a glass for Sami. Handing it to her, he stands back with Gabi and the baby.

    SAMI: I...I just....EJ said something to me that took me...completely off-guard. I...hadn't even thought about anything that happened between us like that before. And...
    WILL: Well, like what?
    SAMI: Well, you remember I told you about when Dad and I were in that snowstorm at the cabin?

    Will's eyes bug out a bit, shocked by what came up, he immediately makes the connections and realizes what the fight was about.

    WILL: Woah! He didn't bring THAT up, did he?
    SAMI: Ugh. Yes. Yes, he did.
    WILL: Well, are you okay? I mean, that's pretty...intense.
    SAMI: I don't know, Will. I mean...I realized tonight that...I just...I haven't dealt with that night the way I...

    Gabi feels increasingly uncomfortable in the room, and heads for her room.

    GABI: Um...sorry to interrupt, but I think I need to change the baby.

    Sonny points to Gabi, implying he'll be following Gabi. Will nods, mouthing "thank you" to them as they slip out of the room to give Will some privacy with Sami.

    WILL: You were saying?
    SAMI: Will...I don't think...now that all these memories I've pushed back in my mind, now that they're coming out....I don't know if I can marry EJ.

    ---
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