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  1. beebs
    EPISODE 72
    Written by A. Washington-Beeby
    Story Consultants: ML Cooks & C. Nathaniel Richardson




    Sonny lies on the sofa in the living room of the apartment, fast asleep until the sound of the curtains being brusquely opened is heard. The bright morning light billowing into the room jolts Sonny out of his slumber, his eyes blinking wildly as he covers them with one arm, trying to adjust to the new light.

    SONNY: Ugh! God! What the He...Oh my God.

    Sonny stops, eyes suddenly wide open at the sight of the person standing in front of him. He looks on completely flabbergasted.

    ---


    Laura steps into the living room of the Horton house, dressed in her housecoat, a lost look on her face, and deep in thought. Her daughter, Jennifer, steps into the living room, coming from the kitchen, with two cups of coffee in her hand, oblivious to her mother's distress at first.

    JENNIFER: Good morning, Mom! I heard you stirring upstairs so I got an extra cup of coffee ready for you...

    Jennifer looks over as she puts the coffee down on the table in the living room. She stops suddenly and looks with concern at her mother.

    JENNIFER: Mom, you look awful, Are you okay?

    Laura tries to allay Jennifer's worries, as she tries to rub the sleep from her eyes and stretches her arms and back while she talks.

    LAURA: Yes, Honey. I'm fine. I just...I didn't sleep very well last night, that's all.
    JENNIFER: (sigh) You're worried about Abigail too, hm?
    LAURA: You could say that.

    Laura walks over to the other side of the sofa and sits down beside Jenn. They both begin to sip their coffee as they talk.

    JENNIFER: I just...I worry that she's in over her head, working for DiMera like this, it's...it just seems so dangerous, Mom.

    Laura nods in agreement, putting her coffee cup down as she speaks.

    LAURA: I just hope this trip doesn't drag out too long. Quite honestly, Jennifer, the longer she stays in Italy, the more worried I am for her safety.

    Jennifer looks at her mom, surprised by her alarmism.

    JENNIFER: Mom, what are you saying? Do you know something you're not telling me?

    Laura looks up at Jenn, her face looking a bit surprised but still painted with the fatigue of worry.

    ---



    Sami walks into the DiMera living room, fully dressed, and ready for another day’s work. She smiles as she spies EJ turning toward her, also dressed for the day.

    EJ: Ready?
    SAMI: As ready as I'm gonna be. Did you get everything set up?

    EJ smiles as he hands Sami his tablet.

    EJ: We can make the announcement by this evening. Should be finalized by noon.

    Sami beams as she reads the tablet. She looks up at EJ, but hesitates to hug him. Her smiles drops off a bit, as the tension persists between them.

    SAMI: You are a miracle worker.
    EJ: Only when I'm properly motivated.

    Sami looks down a moment, trying to contain herself, but EJ, sensing Sami's guard starting to finally come down, touches her chin, prompting Sami to look back up at EJ. She touches his hand to pull away, but stops herself from gripping his hand. They both pull back from each other, as Sami breathes in deeply and speaks seriously.

    SAMI: I, uh...I asked Laura Horton if....if we could, uh...do a...umm...a group session together. The three of us.

    EJ tries to interject but Sami interrupts, anticipating EJ's objection.

    EJ: Samantha, I don't--
    SAMI: ...EJ, we need to do this. Do it for me. If you want this marriage to...hold together or survive in any way...we need to do this. Please.

    EJ sighs heavily, looking through Sami as he thinks over her request.

    ---

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

    ---


    Nick bursts into Nicole's office at what is, for now, Titan TV. Nicole is visibly displeased to see Nick, and immediately turns back to her computer pretending to be hard at work.

    NICK: Knock, knock.
    NICOLE: And here I thought I was gonna have a GOOD morning.
    NICK: Ohh, come on now, Nicole. This is easily the low point of your day.

    Nicole shoots a glare at Nick before returning to her computer monitor.

    NICOLE: Or a bad omen.

    Nick sits down opposite Nicole at her desk, undisturbed by her ignoring him. He leans in, a sleazy smile on his face the whole time, enjoying the repartee.

    NICK: Life's what you make it. Especially now that you're free from your...suffocating ex-employer. No?
    NICOLE: Oh please. Give yourself some credit, Nick. You've managed to somehow be far more suffocating than even being MARRIED to Victor could ever be!
    NICK: Flattery will get you everywhere. Come on, you've gotta be at least...somewhat happy with this. Now we can get down to the business we came here to do, right?

    Nicole finally breaks her laser-focus with her computer monitor and glares Nick's way. She turns to face him, leaning over her desk, almost hissing her response to him.

    NICOLE: What part of this don't you understand, Nick? I don't want anything to do with you or your sleazy plans. Is that clear enough for you or do I have to draw you a diagram?
    NICK: I think I hit a nerve. I think I need to remind you of something, Nicole. I hold all the cards here. So I'd suggest dialing that temper of yours back before your little secret ends up the first story you read on the 6 o'clock news.

    Nicole rolls her eyes, looking annoyed, but knowing Nick has her number. She shakes her head at him, astounded by his audacity.

    ---

    Laura turns away from Jenn as they sit on the sofa in the Horton living room. She shakes her head.

    LAURA: No, no. Darling, I don't know anything more than you do.
    JENN: Well, then I think we need to take a step back. I mean, I know...I'm as worried about her being in Italy working for DiMera as you are, but sitting here...stewing about it all the time is...it's only going to stress us all out, and we know that's not what you need.

    Laura gets tense as Jennifer alludes to her mental health. She turns to Jenn with a slight agitation.

    LAURA: Don't start with that, Jennifer Rose. I am entitled to show concern for my granddaughter. I just can't...I'm getting worried about how close Abigail is getting to the DiMeras and for her own safety, I think that...well...maybe we should convince her to quit once she gets home. I think it would do her a world of good.

    Jenn looks over to Laura, thinking over her idea, shaking her head in agreement.

    ---

    EJ sighs as he steps away, turning towards the doorway to the garden. He finally speaks up to respond to Sami.

    EJ: Samantha, I don't know that that's such a good idea.
    SAMI: I know, it's...not exactly what you wanted. But...but it's a good first step, you know? Get all our...awful past out on the table, maybe work out what makes our relationship so...you know...volatile.
    EJ: (sigh) I just...I don't like the idea of...pathologizing our problems like this, it seems...
    SAMI: EJ, this is for me...and for...Johnny.

    EJ turns around, surprised.

    EJ: Wait, you're not telling me that Johnny's become affected by everything between us.

    Sami shrugs, defeatedly.

    SAMI: Are you surprised? He was always...super aware of everything that happens between us. He's a really sensitive kid, EJ.
    EJ: Yes, but...to this extent?

    Sami sighs, dreading telling EJ the truth of the situation. She finally speaks up.

    SAMI: That's not all. He, uh...I've been having trouble when I...
    EJ: What? What is it?

    Sami stammers and puts her arms up a moment before walking towards the garden doors herself, hoping that focusing on something other than EJ will help her speak.

    SAMI: I...uh...I was out...in the garden. Few weeks ago, you know. Just...after our fight. Wanted to (sigh) clear my mind.

    Sami turns around to face EJ, who looks on, listening intently, seeing the pain Sami's in, and for the first time, seeing her pain beyond his own suffering. He tears up a bit as he listens to Sami speak.

    SAMI: Johnny ran out to see what I was doing...

    Sami pauses, looking down. She takes a moment before starting to tear up herself.

    SAMI: He hugged me. And I couldn't....I couldn't stand the touch of him. I wanted him...away from me. All I could think about was...you. That night, making me...service you so that Lucas could live. I...
    EJ: Samanth--

    Sami interrupts EJ, increasingly agitated as she recalls the situation.

    SAMI: I thought...I was over it. I thought I'd moved on. That...that we were finally past it, but...but I can't do it, EJ. I can't. You...all the things you have done to me, and all the times I've had to fight back.
    EJ:Samantha. I love you. And I will spend every...single day of my life...from here on out, making this up to you.

    Sami cools down again, fighting her anger with every muscle in her body. She breathes in deeply before speaking again.

    SAMI: EJ. If you want to make it up to me...the first step is to come with me to see Laura.

    EJ looks down, seriously contemplating Sami's point.

    ---



    Will turns around from opening the curtains. Fully dressed in a smart, tailored business suit, he smiles with a hint of smugness as he looks down at a half-asleep Sonny.

    WILL: Good morning.

    Sonny looks Will up and down, awestruck. He finally croaks out a response.

    SONNY: I...you look like...a whole new person.

    Will raises his eyebrow and smirks at Sonny, in a bit of a pose.

    WILL: Amazing what a suit and a shave can do, hm?
    SONNY: Yyyyeah. Wow...you look amazing, Will.
    WILL: Well, you'll have all kinds of time to ogle me later. I need to get to work.

    Will grabs his laptop bag. He smiles at Sonny as he walks over to the door. Sonny calls out to him to stop him.

    SONNY: Uh...Will!

    Will stops and turns around.

    WILL: Yes?
    SONNY: I...did you feed Ari this morning?
    WILL: Oh! Yeah, it's all taken care of, Sonny. Ah, look. Just because...well, you know...how things are right now, I think we should probably stay in separate rooms again tonight. You know? Oh, but if you had a rough sleep, you can definitely sleep in the bedroom while I'm at work.

    Will flashes a [!@#$%^&*]-eating grin Sonny's way, while Sonny looks on, brow furrowed, clearly hurt by Will's coldness.

    SONNY: Will...

    Will laughs, continuing his chipper charade for Sonny.

    WILL: Sonny, come on, I'm gonna be late for work.
    SONNY: Aren't you forgetting something?

    Will looks himself over, feigning ignorance.

    WILL: Mmm...got my bag, got my laptop, did my teeth, deodorant...mmmmmmnope!

    Sonny sighs audibly, slumping down on the couch.

    SONNY: Will, come on, let's talk about this.
    WILL: I wish I could, but I gotta go. Bye!

    Will struts out the door and shuts it as Sonny calls out, trying to object.

    SONNY: Will, come on, I--

    As the door closes, Sonny turns away, upset by Will's lingering anger.

    SONNY: ...wanted to talk.

    ...

    Outside the apartment door, Will smiles and adjusts his posture.

    WILL: Alright, Sonny. You don't think I can hack this job...time to show you what I can do.

    Will walks off, pulling out every ounce of confidence he can muster as he heads off towards his car.

    ----
  2. beebs
    EPISODE 56
    Written by A. Washington-Beeby
    Story Consultants: ML Cooks & C. Nathaniel Richardson


    Outside Aiden Jennings' office, John Black makes his way down the hallway. Stopping to check the unit number, he sighs deeply as he steps in. The secretary looks up, smiling at John as he steps in.

    SECRETARY: Good morning, what can I do for you?
    JOHN: I've, uh...got an appointment with Mr. Jennings for 10am. It's John Black.
    SECRETARY: Just a moment, Mr. Black, I'll let him know you're here.

    Aiden's secretary picks up the phone and dials into Aiden's office.

    John zones out, thinking to the previous night, where he spied on Marlena and Roman in a long, tight embrace. The image won't shake from his mind, to the point where he doesn't hear...

    SECRETARY: Hello?! Mr. Black!

    John snaps out of it, and looks back at Aiden's secretary.

    SECRETARY: Mr. Jennings will see you now.

    John smiles and nods his thanks to the secretary before stepping inside.


    Once in, Aiden is stood behind his desk, arm extended to shake John's hand.

    AIDEN: Mr. Black! Good to finally meet you.
    JOHN: Just call me John, my good man.
    AIDEN: Only if you call me Aiden.
    JOHN: Deal.

    The two men share a smile as they shake hands and sit down on either side of the desk.

    AIDEN: So what can I do for you, M...John?
    JOHN: I have some papers I'd like you to draw up, and the sooner the better.
    AIDEN: Alright. What kind of papers?

    John's face tightens at the sudden realization of what he's about to ask. He draws himself up slightly before answering.

    JOHN: Uh...(sigh) divorce papers.

    ---

    EJ walks down the stairs of the DiMera mansion, still in his robe. He strides into the living room, checking to see that the coast is clear before he pulls his cell phone from his pocket and dials.

    EJ keeps looking around suspiciously as he answers.

    EJ: (into phone) Are they gone?

    EJ nods approvingly for a second, before standing in stone silence, the colour draining from his face.

    EJ: (into phone) WHAT? You mean to tell me that they buggered up the bookings and they ended up on the same flight?

    EJ's fury rises, as he simultaneously tries to temper it, lest he arouse suspicion or wake anyone up.

    EJ: (into phone) You'd better pray those two don't notice each other on the flight or we are in serious trouble.

    EJ hangs up the phone abruptly, slamming the phone down on the table, as the door to the living room opens, with a cackling Stefano sauntering in.

    STEFANO: Female trouble, my son?

    EJ shoots daggers from his eyes at his father.

    EJ: You're awfully smug so early in the morning, Father.

    Stefano pats EJ on the shouler.

    STEFANO: Two espresso shots, first thing. Really gives me the pep. You know?
    EJ: I'll stick to my regular french press, thanks.

    Stefano sits down casually at his desk, not really watching EJ, but still speaking to him.

    STEFANO: So what seems to be the problem this time?
    EJ: They bumped that meddling Anne Milbauer onto Abigail's flight to Rome.
    STEFANO: Why didn't you send Abigail on the DiMera jet? It would arouse far fewer suspicions.
    EJ: No, father. It wouldn't. Abigail is a Horton. When a Horton does something, the whole family comes out to wish them well. I wouldn't have been surprised if Adelaide Horton rose from the dead to see her off this morning.
    STEFANO: Heh, those American family values, eh?
    EJ: Bloody infuriating. Now it's just a waiting game until Abigail arrives in Rome and I can confirm whether or not her and Anne have crossed paths. Then I'll know if we're safe or not.

    ---

    Abigail lies fast asleep on the flight, as Anne approaches almost silently up the aisle. She stops just in front of Abby's seat and stares, a victorious smile on her face, as Anne shakes her head.

    ANNE: (softly) Well, well, well. Abby Horton got knocked up, hm? Ooo this is gonna be good, hee heeee.

    Anne skulks away, heading for the toilet at the back of the plane, with a huge smile on her face. Abby lies silent, blissfully unaware of Anne's presence.

    ---

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

    ---

    Kate sits at her office desk, typing at her computer while studying a document on her desk. Billie comes in, a bit disheveled from the previous night. Kate looks at her over the top of her reading glasses as they sit at the edge of her nose.

    KATE: Well, someone had a good night.

    Billie looks on, not impressed by her mother's dry wit.

    BILLIE: Oh no. No no no, no good. Nothing good came of last night.
    KATE: I never said anything did. For one, you look like you came straight from a frat party.
    BILLIE: Well, that I definitely am too old for. I think that's more Chelsea's speed.

    Kate puts her reading glasses down on the desk and leans on the desk, looking inquisitively (read: nosily) at Billie.

    KATE: What's his name?

    Billie holds her tongue before spilling the news to her mom.

    KATE: So I know him, then. Right.
    BILLIE: Na--NO, Mom. You don't know him. And why exactly am I being cross-examined here?
    KATE: I never said I was cross-examining you.

    Kate goes back to reading over her files, looking back to give her daughter a bit of knowing sideeye.

    KATE: I didn't need to, you're so nervous. I obviously don't like him.

    Billie rolls her eyes. Kate doesn't even look up from the computer screen.

    KATE: Don't roll your eyes at your mother. Now go home, shower, change. And be ready for the meeting this afternoon.
    BILLIE: That's today?

    Kate casually takes a sip of her morning coffee as she continues to talk to Billie, not looking at her once.

    KATE: Yep.
    BILLIE: But I thought with Brady's accident they were gonna do that next week when they had a clearer picture of whether he was...

    Kate shakes her head, answering Billie's question before she even gets it out.

    KATE: It's today. The board pushed for it. Now...you're still going to vote against keeping Titan TV, right?

    Billie looks on, hesitating to give a definitive answer, concerning Kate.

    ---

    Gabi and Nick are both sitting on Nick's bed. Nick has a half-empty glass of water in hand, having just taken a couple of pills for his headache and hangover.

    After Nick's question regarding whether they'd done the deed the previous night, Gabi, unsure how to answer, looks awkwardly at Nick, before looking at him, almost shyly.

    GABI: You know I....I can't remember either. I think we....we both had quite a bit. And my head's not feeling any less..clear than yours right now, quite frankly. I...
    NICK: Oh shoot, I'm sorry. I should've grabbed a couple for you too, I ca--

    Gabi grabs Nick's arm before he gets up off the bed.

    GABI: No no no no! That's...fine. Don't worry about me, I...I just need a coffee and I'll be fine.
    NICK: You sure? It's no big deal.
    GABI: No, no. I'll be fine. Thanks though. Look, I...better get going, I've got a lot to take care of today.
    NICK: Yeah, so do I. Today's a really important day at work, so I need to...get going too.

    Nick grabs Gabi's hand. It takes everything in Gabi's power not to pull back from him, but somehow she manages.

    NICK: Look, Gabi. I know we've been through an awful lot but...thank you for going out with me last night and...making sure I got home alright this morning. Means a lot.

    Gabi gives a weak but earnest smile. She squeezes Nick's hand gently before pulling away, grabbing her stuff and heading out.

    GABI: I'll see you soon, okay?
    NICK: Maybe next time I can come visit you and Ari?

    Gabi stops at the door, turning to face Nick, the same smile flashes on her face momentarily.

    GABI: Sounds good. Bye Nick.

    Nick watches Gabi walk out, a smile on his face as though he knows he's won.

    ---

    EJ walks back into the DiMera living room, another cup of coffee in hand. Stefano continues to work at his desk, always aware of EJ being around him, but never looking up.

    STEFANO: So....where is your blushing bride-to-be?

    EJ rolls his eyes at his father's prying as he sits himself down on the sofa, and places his coffee cup on the table.

    EJ: She left for work early. I, on the other hand, have enough on my plate, so I decided I would keep it casual this morning and try to sort of...block out all the madness I'm dealing with in the outside world. Such a shame that you're so intent on handing those exact problems to me, regardless of my intent.

    Stefano finally cracks, slapping his reading glasses on the desk in front of him before he turns to face EJ, exasperated by EJ's constant barbs.

    STEFANO: You know, you spend all your time trying to cover your tracks instead of just not screwing up like a normal human being. You should try doing a bit more thinking before you act instead of doing it all afterwards.
    EJ: I had to do something, Father. I wasn't about to let Abigail Deveraux go blabbing to the police about Nick Fallon.

    Stefano gives EJ a dismissive gesture before turning back to his work.

    STEFANO: Ah! Who am I kidding? You don't need to think at all, you have me to do it all for you, then you badmouth me any chance you get.
    EJ: Do you honestly think I am coming to you for advice right now? You have done absolutely nothing but try to run me out of this house and make my life and Samantha's life hell ever since Hope Brady found that damned letter in Alice Horton's foyer. And now you think I'm expected to get help from you?
    STEFANO: Whether you want to admit it or not, I am trying to help you. Who was able to pull the strings to get those last minute airline tickets for your concubine and that obnoxious woman from the hospital? ME. Who arranged to have Abigail Deveraux's bastard adopted in Rome so your sleazy little indiscretion would not be found out? ME.
    EJ: Oh, so now I should throw you a party? Maybe a parade would be more appropriate.

    Stefano shakes his head, annoyed by his son's ingratitude.

    STEFANO: You had best be careful. You will live to regret this...flippant attitude you are taking.
    EJ: Will I? Because what did being loyal to you get me, exactly? It got me a one-way ticket out of this house when you decided I didn't have blood ties to you, which makes absolutely NO sense since neither does Kristen and neither does Peter, but suddenly, when it comes to ME, DNA is suddenly your only prerequisite!
    STEFANO: I am sorry. How many times do I have to tell you that? I am sorry for what I put you through.
    EJ: It's not enough, Father. You can't make that up to me anymore. The only thing you can do is stay out of my way.Don't meddle in my affairs. Got it?

    EJ walks from the living room, heading upstairs. No sooner does EJ disappear from view, than Stefano pulls out his cell phone, making a call.

    ...

    Nick stares into the bathroom mirror, brushing his teeth. Hearing his phone ring, he spits out into the sink and picks up his phone from the nightstand around the corner.

    NICK: (into phone) Yeah!

    ...

    Stefano speaks firmly, almost menacingly into the phone.

    STEFANO: (into phone) Today is the day. Do you have everything in order?

    ...

    NICK: Oh yeah. Nothing to worry about.

    ...

    STEFANO: There better not be. Or you'll be joining those conniving bitches that threw you in the river at the bottom of it. Understand?

    ...

    Nick, almost too flippantly, doesn't take Stefano's posturing at all seriously.

    NICK: Woah! Something got you riled up! EJ must be home.

    ...

    STEFANO: Just DO IT!

    Stefano hangs up, tossing his phone on his desk, before leaning his head on his hand, pondering his next move.

    ---

    Marlena finishes getting ready for the day at the penthouse when she hears her phone's text tone. While putting on her earring, she walks over to it, picking up the phone.

    The message is from John:



    Marlena looks down at the text, a concerned look on her face.

    ---

    John looks over the divorce papers, visibly upset at the sight of them. Closing the file folder that contains the documents, he looks up and out, seemingly at nothing.

    JOHN: Sorry, Doc. But there's no other choice. We have to do this...for Roman.

    ---

  3. beebs
    EPISODE 44
    Written by A. Washington-Beeby
    Story Consultants: ML Cooks & C. Nathaniel Richardson


    Eric stands in Nicole's hotel room, studying the newspaper she just handed him. Eric is in disbelief at the headline.

    TITAN'S BRADY BLACK DRUG SCANDAL

    Nicole hesitates to reach out for Eric, looking at the pained expression on Eric's face. She finally steps to his side, putting her hands on Eric's shoulders.

    ERIC: This is all my fault.



    NICOLE: What?! No! How could you even think that?

    Eric flinches a bit at Nicole's touch, causing Nicole to jump back a little. Eric turns to her, a look of pain in his eyes. As Eric speaks, the anger in his voice mounts.

    ERIC: It's true. If I hadn't been so trusting of Kristen and encouraged her to marry Brady, worked with her. I saw good in that woman and...look what she's done to us?

    Nicole steps back, in part sympathy but in fear of Eric's mounting anger.

    ---

    Nick steps into the lab at Titan, where Percy is working on some paperwork. Nick is beaming with glee as he walks with his tablet in hand.

    NICK: Percy, I have the best news you'll hear all week.

    Percy turns to face Nick, perked up by the tone in Nick's voice.

    PERCY: Well, I do love a bit of good news.
    NICK: We may be one step closer to getting EnerNext off your back.

    Nick holds up his tablet, which shows the SalemSpectator.com's article for Brady's drug scandal.

    NICK: And with Stefano's help, it shouldn't be long now.

    Percy smiles while looking over the article quickly, then looking up to Nick with a grateful smile across his face.

    ---

    EJ turns to Stefano, knowing that helping Gabi probably has something to do with Nick. He almost speaks, then turns back to Gabi.

    EJ: Gabriella, I do believe we should find somewhere else to talk. Uh...Father's somewhat busy with business matters at the moment. I, myself, was just about to step out. Maybe...maybe we could have a nice brunch today. My treat.

    Gabi looks up at EJ, then to Stefano. Gabi's constant state of panic makes her appear confused by EJ, but eventually she appears to clue in and nods her head in agreement.

    GABI: Sure. I...The Brady Pub okay?
    EJ: Excellent. Come with me, I'll drive.

    EJ takes Gabi by the arm and quickly steps out of the house. Stefano smiles, knowing what Gabi is likely concerned about is Nick.

    Outside, EJ closes the door, looks around cautiously, and whispers emphatically to Gabi.

    EJ: I need you to do me a favour and not come back to this house without calling first.
    GABI: What do you mean?
    EJ: I mean, we can't be too careful. Particularly where my father's concerned. Never, ever trust that man.
    GABI: You make it sound like he's up to something, he isn't up to something, is he?
    EJ Thankfully, no. But with all that's happened the last little while, it wouldn't surprise me if he did. Be. Careful.

    ---

    Anne walks into the hospital lab and hands the lab tech the freezer bag containing the powder-covered letter DiMera sent her.

    ANNE: I want you to run tests on this. Find out what's on it, and report it back only to me, immediately.

    The lab tech, a somewhat and intimidated clueless young man, looks up at Anne with concern.

    TECH: But what if it's dangerous? I mean this looks like it's got some stuff on it, it could be--

    Anne rolls her eyes, clearly lacking patience for this exchange. She interrupts him midway through his dopey dissertation.

    ANNE: ...Then wear gloves. Just find out what it is right away, or your entire department will be finding the dangers of the unemployment line. Got it?

    Anne storms off, leaving the confused lab tech with the envelope.

    ---

    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_KZsiMhziRI

    ---

    Brady stands in the doorway of the Titan board room, a look of terror across his face. He stammers in disbelief at what Victor has just announced.

    BRADY: Yo...you....you're not serious.
    VICTOR: Unfortunately, I'm dead serious, Brady. You need help.
    BRADY: But...but...Grandfather, I can't--
    VICTOR: ...Brady this isn't the time or place for this.

    Brady steps into the board room. He looks around the room at the faces of the board members, hoping to get through to them as he speaks.

    BRADY: No! No, this is the place. Before this entire board...of...people who claim to support me, and my decisions.

    Brady looks around, sauntering with a simmering anger around the board room.

    BRADY: You...you are a room of backstabbing vultures. That's what you are. You come here, after weeks of telling me "we support you, Brady", "you're doing such great work, Brady". And I have to hear about my own firing on the RADIO!
    VICTOR: Brady, that's enough! The board is doing the right thing. You need help more than you need to be running this company.
    BRADY: Right, and just when did you become a doctor, Granddad? When did you decide when people are ready for rehab?
    VICTOR: Brady, you have a problem. And now the whole world knows it. This is damage control. Our shares have dropped another 15% just this morning, and it's thanks to you and whoever shared that video.

    Brady suddenly stops. He turns to Victor in confusion.

    BRADY: Video?
    VICTOR: Yes, how the Hell else did you think the entire world knew about your drug habit. Someone sent a video of you at that swishy club in Chicago, doing lines off someone's tablet or something.

    Brady remembers back to Theresa fumbling with her phone at the club.

    ***

    FLASHBACK TO DAYS OF OUR LIVES #39

    Theresa fumbles with her phone, trying to flip the phone around to use the flash, but ends up reversing which lens is in use, and begins recording a video of Brady as he does the line of cocaine from the table. Theresa, not sure why the camera isn't working, flips the phone back around in frustration.

    THERESA: Ugh, this damned phone. Never...oh...
    BRADY: What?
    THERESA: Nothing. Stupid camera was on the wrong function, just...
    BRADY: It didn't get a shot of me, did it?
    THERESA: I can't even tell. Nothing's working right.
    BRADY: Theresa, remember what we said about you being careful?
    THERESA: Look who's talking. Mr. Doing-a-line-in-front-of-200-people. God, just chill out, okay? No one saw anything.
    BRADY: There's a difference between a bunch of drunk Chicago socialites seeing me do a line and your friends and family in Salem seeing it because your girlfriend couldn't figure her cell phone out.

    ***

    Brady's eyes light up with the realization that it had to have been Theresa that threw him under the bus.

    BRADY: Oh my God.
    VICTOR: Finally! He sees the light.
    BRADY: I...I gotta go. I'm sorry, everyone, I...I have to take care of something.

    Brady makes a beeline for the door of the conference. Victor turns to call him back, concerned by what he may do next.

    VICTOR: Brady! Brady! Get back here!

    Victor stops as the doors to the board room close behind Brady.

    ---

    Nicole stands behind a reeling Eric. Unsure what to do to console him, she puts a hand gently on his shoulder. When Eric doesn't flinch, she feels safe to rest her hand there more firmly.

    NICOLE: You can't blame yourself for what Kristen did. You're a priest. You guys kinda have this thing about turning the other cheek and forgiveness. You saw a light in Kristen. You wanted to bring out the goodness in her. And she--

    Eric turns around abruptly, his anger flaring up again, causing Nicole to jump back a bit.

    ERIC: ...And she destroyed my faith in forgiveness. Nicole, it's like part of the very fabric of doing God's work...and I can't even bring myself to do it for my own greivences.
    NICOLE: I think being drugged and raped goes a bit beyond a grievence, but...

    Eric turns away from Nicole, hoping to avoid crying in her line of sight. His plan fails.

    ERIC: But it's made me question so much about my life. My vocation. I mean...what kind of just God would do what has been done to my family, to myself. If this is a test...how many more trials do I need to go through before I finally am able to smile again, Nicole?

    Nicole struggles to find words. She begins to cry a bit herself.

    ---

    Anne sits at her desk at University Hospital when the lab tech from before walks into her office. Anne looks up, expectantly. The lab tech is nervous approaching the imposing HR woman.

    TECH: I, uh...Mrs. Mil--
    ANNE: ...MS. Milbauer. Mrs. Milbauer is my mother-in-law's name, and if you want to be down one tongue, you keep using that name.

    The tech stops dead in his tracks, even more nervous than before.

    TECH: Big fan, then?
    ANNE: Huge. What have you got for me? Is the testing done?
    TECH: Uhh...YES!

    Suddenly remembering he has the results in his hand, he hands the report over to Anne, who brusquely grabs it from him.

    ANNE: Thank you.
    TECH: I have the...uh...
    ANNE: THANK YOU!
    TECH: Okay, bye!

    The tech hastily walks out of Anne's office. Anne opens the file as the door shuts behind him. As she reads the file, Anne beams with delight.

    ANNE: You son of a bitch. You're bluffing.

    ---

    EJ and Gabi sit at a table in the Brady Pub. They sip their coffee together quietly, hoping to avoid arousing suspicion. Gabi is doing a typically awful job at this.

    GABI: ...So I need you to do something about Nick. After what he told Rafe last night, I'm afraid to be anywhere near him. I'm worried what he's going to do next.
    EJ: Gabriella, I think you overestimate the power this man has. He's clearly lost his mind, but you need to stop panicking. This will only make things worse.

    Gabi is visibly nervous, hands shaking her cup of coffee in front of her. EJ puts his hand over hers, causing Gabi to realize how off-kilter she is.

    GABI: I know. I know, you're right. But, I just...I can't shake the feeling that Nick's gonna find a way to...I don't even know what he's gonna do. I'm scared, EJ.
    EJ: What do you want me to do, Gabi?
    GABI: You've got to stop him. Like, I wish he never got out of prison.

    EJ takes a second to think, and looks over at the table to the left of Gabi, looking at the day's Salem Spectator, featuring the headline about Brady's drug scandal. His face lights up.

    EJ: I think I might know just what we can do.

    ---

    Nick walks down the hallway at Titan, heading for Sheryl's office. He knocks on the doorframe, seeing her at work at her desk. Sheryl recognizes him immediately, and barely looks up from her computer screen.

    SHERYL: What do you want, Nick?
    NICK: To share the good news with you.
    SHERYL: I heard. So what's our next move.
    NICK: Time to watch Brady Black self-destruct. Hopefully it happens before the Titan TV vote, and then Titan's poisoned influence over this town will be over.

    Sheryl looks up at Nick, a pleased look across her face.

    ---

    Theresa walks through Town Square, deep in thought, when her phone rings. She pulls it out of her purse and checks who it is, half-hoping it's Brady, but usure if she would answer if it is.

    It's Anne.

    Theresa rolls her eyes and answers.

    THERESA: (into phone) What do you want?

    ...

    Anne sits at her desk, using her office phone.

    ANNE: (into phone) A warmer greeting for a start.

    ...

    THERESA: Sorry, I'm just...I'm waiting on a call, kay? Can this wait?

    ...

    ANNE: No. It can't. I've got something important to tell you.

    ...

    THERESA: Okay, well, say it fast, I don't have a lot of time, I'm busy.

    ...

    ANNE: Cut the snark, okay? I'm really getting sick of--

    ...

    THERESA: Anne! I'm waiting for Brady to call. I don't have time for this.

    ...

    ANNE: Hey! Cool it, little lady. Look, you remember our little...situation with sweet little Abby Deveraux, right?

    ...

    Theresa rolls her eyes at the thought of Abigail.

    THERESA: Yyyyep!

    ...

    ANNE: Well...turns out EJ DiMera knows what's going on, and he's a little pissed off. He's been trying to rile me up the last week or so, and he's using some pretty lame tricks to do it. So if you happen to run into him, or feel like anything weird's going on, you just let me know, and take it with a grain of salt, okay?

    ...

    THERESA: Noted. K, bye.

    Theresa hangs up the phone, having been totally disinterested in Anne's little piece of lame gossip. Just as she does, she gets a text. She checks it.

    It's from Brady.

    Meet me @ UH parking lot in 10, need 2 talk

    Theresa is concerned by Brady's text, and rushes off to meet him.

    ---

    Brady, sitting in his car, puts his phone away, cleans up the cocaine residue off the tablet on the car dashboard in front of him, and revs the engine of his car, then heads off to meet Theresa at UH.


    ---

  4. beebs
    EPISODE 89
    Written by A. Washington-Beeby
    Story Consultants: ML Cooks, Nick Monarco & C. Nathaniel Richardson

    Rafe and Hope stand in their office at the Salem PD. Hope looks at Rafe with a concerned look on her face, as Rafe stands stunned at what Hope's just asked her.
    RAFE: I...I don't even know how to answer that...I mean...I know these cops like they're family to me, Hope. No, I don't think they're racist.
    HOPE: But what if...what if it's deeper than that. What if we've...(sigh) what if we're so used to seeing certain faces committing crimes that we've started to believe that they're inherently criminal people? 
    Hope walks away from Rafe, increasingly uncomfortable looking him in the eyes. She paces the room, deep in thought, as Rafe's eyes follow her around the room.
    HOPE: I know it's...I know it's not that they're bad people. I mean, we're trying to keep the community safe. I mean...everyone loves Abe...they loved Lexie when she was on the force, you're respected...but...
    RAFE: Hope, come on. Don't let this one case hit you so hard, I mean...so the profile was wrong. There's a million ways that could have happened. The eye witness could have seen the wrong person, it could have been dark out...Hell, the perp could have an accomplice, this may not even be over yet--
    HOPE: ...But what if it is, Rafe?! What if the Salem PD is the problem here? What if Jerome was right?
    Rafe sighs as he looks at Hope, shaking his head in disbelief of what she's asking him.
    ---

    Sheryl sits at the table at Club TBD, where the lights are dimmed as the evening clientele mills about, having their cocktails and eating their dinner. She keeps one eye on the door as she looks over her menu. Her impatience building as she sees each person step in, and not seeing Lucas.

    Finally, Lucas steps in the door, nervously looking around for his date. Sheryl immediately spots him, and waves in his direction. After a moment, Lucas feigns a smile and heads over to greet her.
    Sheryl gets up from her seat, a big smile on her face as she reaches out to her date.
    SHERYL: Lucas, honey! I'm glad you finally escaped your mother's clutches.
    LUCAS: Sheryl--
    SHERYL: ...Oh come off it, Lucas, it was a JOKE! 
    LUCAS: Yeah...sorry. I'm just...you know, tense.
    Sheryl leans over to touch Lucas' shoulder, causing Lucas to flinch again at her touch. Sheryl looks on, hurt again by Lucas' resistance to her.
    SHERYL: Okay...I'm sorry. I guess I'm just...not used to you being quite so...prickly.
    Sheryl sits down, a sense of defeat in her eyes. Lucas follows, adjusting himself a bit as he gets comfortable in his seat. Sheryl looks at Lucas, a bit annoyed at him. Lucas picks up on it, and leans in to speak softly to Sheryl.
    LUCAS: Look, I'm sorry. I haven't had a very good couple days. With work, and...the TV station selloff...I've been really overloaded.
    SHERYL: I understand that.
    Sheryl reaches out across the table to Lucas, almost touching his hand, but hesitating at the last moment.
    She pulls her hand back into her lap. She looks down, appearing a bit sombre.
    SHERYL: I just...I wish I could...maybe find a way to help...I dunno, make it easier on you. Maybe take some of the load off.
    Lucas sighs, remembering his mom's advice before he left for dinner to be more convincing in his 'relationship' with Sheryl. Lucas looks up at Sheryl, who looks back at him with a lustful look in her eye. Lucas looks back curiously, as Sheryl gently slips her left pump from her foot, and glides it up his leg.
    Lucas' eyes widen, as Sheryl's not-so-subtle come-on becomes obvious to him.
    LUCAS: Well! I uh...ahem...Gee I...I feel better already. Uh...

    Lucas quickly turns to get T's attention as he passes by.
    LUCAS: Hey! T! Can you uh...can you get me a cup of coffee...and a uh...
    Lucas turns to face an expectant Sheryl, who looks Lucas' way unwaveringly, as she makes her order.
    SHERYL: Double vodka on the rocks.
    T looks on at the situation before him, slightly amused, and intrigued as he responds, fighting back laughter.
    T: Alright...coming up, guys!
    T rushes off, leaving an uncomfortable Lucas at the mercy of Sheryl. He squirms uncomfortably, but decides to play along, against his better judgment.
    LUCAS: I uh...I knew you wanted to help me unwind but...I had no idea you meant like this.
    Sheryl looks on, raising her eyebrow seductively, as she responds to Lucas.
    SHERYL: Maybe we should skip dinner. I think I'm feeling hungry for something a little different.
    Lucas tries to hold back an uncomfortable look, as he tries to formulate a response to Sheryl.
    ---

    Jerome steps off the elevator at the Salem Inn, walking over to Jordan's door. He knocks.

    Inside, Jordan jumps up from her chair, startled by the sudden unexpected visitor. Through the door, she hears Jerome's voice.
    JEROME: Kay? Baby, it's me.
    Jordan races over to the door, hoping none of her neighbours heard Jerome call her by her real name. She quickly opens the door and motions him inside, an irritated look on her face.
    JORDAN: I told you not to call me that! Get in here! NOW!
    Jerome slides casually inside, with Jordan stuffing him inside as she tries, through her frustration, to close the door while resisting her urge to slam it.
    She glares as she speaks menacingly to him.
    JORDAN: How did you find me here?
    Jerome smirks as he looks at his ex-, appearing to take pleasure in her dismay.
    JEROME: I texted Sheryl. She said you could use the pep talk.
    JORDAN: Oh right, I forgot. Sheryl's my mom now and I need her to tell me what I need to do. 
    Jordan opens the door back up, motioning to Jerome to leave, as Jerome walks toward the door.
    JORDAN: Look, I'm sorry you wasted your time, but I don't need you, and I don't need your 'pep talks'.
    Jerome puts his hand against the back of the door, shutting it, while blocking in Jordan. They stand mere inches apart, as Jerome looks lustfully in Jordan's eyes. Jordan, still clearly attracted to Jerome, looks at him intensely.
    JEROME: Maybe you don't know what you need as much as you think you do.
    Jordan looks back at him, her defenses wearing thin against Jerome, though still trying to put up the front.
    ---

    Adrienne stands, still uncomfortably cold in the Kiriakis garden with Justin, as Adrienne tries to explain her calling Alex "Justin's son".
    ADRIENNE: I didn't mean it like that, Justin.
    JUSTIN: No, but what else COULD it mean, Adrienne? You've always resented Anjelica's presence in our lives, even being just on the peripheral.
    ADRIENNE: Well, I don't know, Justin. Maybe her trying to blow me up might have something to do with it? I mean, I know, I'm just talking crazy here, but--
    Justin sighs, knowing this argument's going to go around in circles. He tries to stop it from moving further down this road.
    JUSTIN: Adreinne. I don't blame you for hating Anjelica. But you have helped raise Alex from the time he was a toddler. I thought you have accepted him as your own--
    ADRIENNE: ...I have, Justin...I just...
    JUSTIN: You just...what? You see Anjelica every time you look at him? You...resent his presence in our lives again? You question his motives in marrying Noelle Curtis because you're just, so certain that he's got something to hide?
    ADRIENNE: A mother knows her son, Justin.
    Justin explodes with anger at Adrienne's remark.
    JUSTIN: You just reminded me he isn't your son, Adrienne! So how do you know he's hiding something? And how do you know that Will is so...eager to play the field that he's willing to risk what he has with Sonny to make a play for his brother. His brother who is married to a woman?

    Justin and Adrienne jump back, looking towards the door as a voice calls out to them.
    SONNY: Is that really what you feel, Mom?
    Adrienne stands, shocked and at a loss for words as she's caught by her visibly upset son.
    ---
     
    ---
    Rafe puts his hand on Hope's shoulder, as Hope stays fixated on the view through her office window.
    RAFE: Hope, you can't fix everything, you know. 
    Hope stays fixated on the street below, leaving Rafe unsure if she's even listening. He squeezes her shoulder gently, hoping to rouse some kind of reaction in Hope.
    RAFE: Look, I know this case has thrown you for a loop. That's why I was pushing Grant so hard. But you gotta realize, we're only human.
    HOPE: Yeah, but we also need to have some humanity. 
    Hope sighs, turning around to face Rafe finally.
    HOPE: You know, I just...seeing Jerome and...seeing Valerie again just reminded me why I became a cop in the first place. I didn't do it to hurt people, or...punish people. I did it to help protect people. To make my community a better place. 
    RAFE: And you do that. Every day. I see that.
    Rafe puts his arms around Hope, as she reciprocates, holding Rafe in a tight embrace.
    HOPE: Well, I need to do more, Rafe. I need to figure out a way.
    As Rafe and Hope separate from their hug, Hope walks over to her desk, grabbing her purse and jacket. As she puts it on, she sighs.
    HOPE: I gotta...I gotta pick Ciara up. She's probably upset, I've been...really busy lately.
    RAFE: You want me to give you guys a ride home? I gotta head that way anyway, pick up Sheryl at the Salem Inn.
    Hope smiles a bit, nodding appreciatively.
    HOPE: Yeah. I'm...not exactly in any shape to drive right now, am I?
    RAFE: Come on, Partner!
    Rafe puts his arm around Hope, walking with her out of her office, finally coaxing a lasting smile out of his sombre partner.
    ---
    Jordan inhales deeply, taking in Jerome's scent as she tries to hide her discomfort, and her attraction to Jerome.
    JORDAN: Don't patronize me, Jerome.
    Jerome lifts his right hand up to gently carress Jordan's face, causing Jordan to flinch, and push Jerome away. Jerome doesn't fight back as Jordan walks away from her.
    JORDAN: Dammit, Jerome! Don't you get it? It's over between you and me. And it has been for a very long time.
    JEROME: You know...that's funny because...I didn't think we ever officially broke things off between us. You know, as far as I remember...you just up and left town without saying where you were going, what you were doing, or who with. Now, what I wanna know is...is that how you normally break things off with the men you get with, or am I just a special case?
    Jordan turns around to face Jerome, eyes rolling, cutting him off as he finishes his question.
    JORDAN: I didn't...I didn't think we had anything more to talk about. You didn't want to tie yourself down to me, and...then this whole...EnerNext thing came up. I mean...Kate's offer to come to Salem came up way sooner than Sheryl and I expected.
    JEROME: And you couldn't take two minutes to pick up a phone and tell me what was happening. Say goodbye? Dear John letter? A text message--
    JORDAN: ...I couldn't! Dammit, Jerome. It wasn't safe! The RCMP were onto us, and if I stopped to make that call, I'd be setting myself up.
    Jerome looks down, shaking his head, knowing Jordan's making excuses. Jordan looks him dead on, as earnestly as she can.
    JORDAN: Look, I know I left suddenly. And I'm sorry for that. But we were having too many problems to ignore. And it wasn't going to get any better if I stayed in Toronto.
    JEROME: But you don't know that.
    Jordan stops, sighing as she looks up to the ceiling. She throws her hands up in defeat.
    JORDAN: No. No, I don't. But it's too late to go back now. We have a job to do. That's the only relationship we're going to have here in Salem. You put that virus in the Titan server, and it's done.
    Jerome cocks his eyebrow, sensing a hint of hope.
    JEROME: And after that?
    Jordan rolls her eyes at Jerome's badgering, she looks away, folding her arms in discomfort.
    JORDAN: After that, I don't know.
    JEROME: Does that mean you'll be leaving Salem?
    Jordan hesitates, looking down, away from Jerome's intense gaze.
    JORDAN: I haven't decided yet.
    Jerome leans toward where Jordan's looking, hoping to catch her gaze. Jordan looks away, and Jerome follows her eyes. Jordan sighs again, as it hits him just why she's hesitating.
    JEROME: Oh God. It's that sumbitch cop you been screwing around with. Hah! You're in love with him, aren't you?
    Jordan bites her lip, trying to avoid giving Jerome the answer he's searching for.
    ---
    The elevator dings before the door opens to Sheryl's floor. As it opens, Sheryl is pressed up against a visibly-uncomfortable Lucas, who is trying to get into the mood for the sake of Kate's plan, but Sheryl notices his tension. They kiss, but Sheryl, feeling Lucas' tension, steps back.
    SHERYL: Lucas! Come on, what's wrong?
    Sheryl grabs Lucas' hand and guides him from the elevator toward her apartment door.
    LUCAS: Ahh, it's nothing. I guess I'm just still tense from the office.
    Sheryl wraps her arms around Lucas, smiling seductively at him. He feigns a smile in return, putting his arms around her.
    SHERYL: Well, you know what I say to that.
    LUCAS: Yes, I do.
    SHERYL: Well, do you want to come in? Maybe I can...work out those knots in your shoulders, and maybe...help you relax?
    Lucas inhales, trying to gather his strength to go through with what's surely about to happen.
    LUCAS: I think that's a great idea.
    Sheryl smiles back, as she turns to open the door to the apartment.
    SHERYL: Good.
    As Sheryl steps in, Lucas lingers behind, almost afraid to step inside. Sheryl laughs at Lucas' reticence, coaxing him inside.
    SHERYL: (laughs) Come on, silly. You're acting like a school boy. Haven't you ever been to a girl's bedroom before.
    Lucas furrows his brow, as though Sheryl's wounded his pride.
    LUCAS: Hey! I resent that! I'll have you know I've been to...p...a few ladies' bedrooms in my time.
    Sheryl giggles as she sits herself down on her bed. Kicking off her shoes, she bites her lip seductively as she looks up at Lucas, who stands nearby, hands in his pockets, looking Sheryl up and down.
    SHERYL: Hmm...that's good to know then. Aren't you gonna come over here.
    LUCAS: I uh...ahem, I dunno if I'm up to it.
    Sheryl looks up at Lucas, getting up off the bed and walking over to him. He backs up slightly, as Sheryl forcefully grabs his belt buckle and undoes it. Lucas resists momentarily.
    LUCAS: Sheryl...
    SHERYL: Not. A. Word.
    Sheryl leans in, nearly kissing Lucas, but instead whispers, half seductively, half threateningly, as she kisses his cheek, and slowly nibbles his earlobe.
    SHERYL: You know....I never could understand...how a man....could still call himself a man...and not want to make love.
    Lucas' resists the urge to leave, his masculinity called into question, but simultaneously hearing his mother's voice in his head, nagging him to stay:
    KATE: If you intend on seeing this plan through, you're going to have to be an awful lot more convincing than what just went down.
    Before he can respond, Sheryl pushes Lucas onto her bed, straddling him aggressively.
    LUCAS: Wh...what are you doing, Sheryl?
    SHERYL: Isn't it obvious?
    Sheryl rips open Lucas' shirt, as she kisses him full on the mouth. Lucas looks disgusted, but doesn't resist, replaying his mother's words over and over in his head, and Sheryl's emasculating whispers spliced between his mother's voice.
    you'll have to do better than that
    what kind of man doesn't want to make love?
    better than that
    SHERYL: I want you, Lucas Horton. Make love to me.
    Sheryl leans over aggressively to kiss Lucas again, her legs straddling his torso as she kisses down his neck, kissing further and further down his chest, as Lucas lays back, closing his eyes momentarily, trying to simply go along with Sheryl's desire as best he can, still hearing the threatening voices circle in his head.
    what kind of man...
    you'll have to do better than that
    ...doesn't want to make love
    I never understood
    you'll have to do better...
    Lucas gasps in a combination of mental anguish and physical stimulation as Sheryl moves her way down his body. Tensing with an anxious uncertainty as Sheryl takes sexual control over him.
    ---

    Maggie and Alex carry on talking to each other in the kitchen, as Noelle steps into the kitchen.
    MAGGIE: Noelle!
    NOELLE: Hi, Maggie! I just came to check in on my husband.
    Noelle wraps her arms around Alex, who turns his head to kiss his wife on the cheek. Noelle smiles widely as she hugs him. Maggie looks on, smiling.
    MAGGIE: I'm so glad you two are so happy. (sigh) We could use a lot more of that in this house lately.
    Noelle looks on, sighing quietly, understanding Maggie's pain.
    NOELLE: I'm sorry, Maggie. I...I know the last few months haven't been easy on you and Victor...but...I have a feeling things are going to change very soon.
    Maggie smiles at Noelle, leaning against the island, feeling Noelle and Alex's concern and warmth.
    MAGGIE: Thank you, both of you. I hope so, too!
    ---
    Sonny and Will step into the garden, Sonny fuming at his parents' argument over his relationship. Adrienne stumbles over her words as she tries to respond to her son's question.
    ADRIENNE: I...I...Sonny! Look, your father and I--
    SONNY: ...Were just nosing their way into my personal business. Again.
    ADRIENNE: Sonny...
    SONNY: Can it, Mom!
    Justin steps in to defend Adrienne, glaring at Sonny angrily.
    JUSTIN: Sonny. Don't talk to your mother like that.
    Will steps toward Sonny, touching Sonny's arm gently.
    WILL: Sonny...look, I didn't mean to cause trouble, I--
    SONNY: No. No, that's all my mother's job. My mother, who can't seem to separate mother from son. My mother, who seems to think that Alex Kiriakis and Anjelica Deveraux are the same person, just like Sami Brady and Will Horton.
    Adrienne tries to calm Sonny down, trying to step toward her son, but Sonny shakes his head, backing away from her.
    ADRIENNE: Sonny...
    SONNY: No! No, not this time, Mom. I love Will. And I know that Will is in love with me just as much. Whatever problems we're having right now, we will work them out, because that is what marriage is about. I know that's hard for you two since you seem incapable of going half a decade without some kind of litigation against each other, but--
    JUSTIN: Sonny! Enough! Now, you owe your mother, and myself, an apology.
    Sonny laughs mockingly at Justin, incredulous that Justin would make such an assertion.
    SONNY: Hah! Like Hell, I do! You know, this is exactly why I wanted Will away from Titan. I didn't want him to be involved in all this family drama, and melodramatics. And I definitely didn't want anyone in this family, especially my own parents, to spend so much energy trying to run our lives, and trying to manipulate, and and and speculate about our sex lives. I mean, what business is it of yours?

    Adrienne and Justin look solemnly at each other, realizing only now the depth of Sonny's anger at his family's involvement in his life. They stand, stunned, not realizing that inside the house, from the doorway, stands a solemn Victor, holding a drink in his hand. He listens closely to the entire conversation.
    Victor takes a sip from his drink, before breathing in heavily, an almost pained expression on his face as he contemplates his family's growing tensions.
    ---
  5. beebs
    DAYS OF OUR LIVES Ep. 37
    Written by A. Washington-Beeby
    Story Consultants: ML Cooks & C. Nathaniel Richardson

    Billie walks into Roman's office at the Salem PD with the mini-flash drive in hand. She places it on his desk before him.

    BILLIE: You're gonna want to run this by your computer experts ASAP.

    Roman looks up, a little confused by Billie's request.

    ---

    Anne looks up at EJ, who's barged angrily into her office without fear. She holds out her arms, pretending to not know what EJ is accusing her of.

    ANNE: I don't have the slightest idea what you're talking about.
    EJ: The hell you don't.
    ANNE: Oh, are you talking about that conversation I heard you and Abigail having the other night? That one that you talked all about your dirty little escapades that shouldn't be happening in a professional environment such as this?

    EJ shakes his head, stunned by Anne's audacity. Anne gets up from behind her desk, walking around to the other side where EJ is. She rests on the front side of her desk as she speaks with him.

    EJ: You're unbelievable.
    ANNE: And you're sloppy about your business, Mr. DiMerrRRRa. Now, I have a recording of the two of you discussing your dirty little secret. And quite frankly, I think you'd better just play along, or you're gonna be sorry you ever crossed me.

    ---

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

    ---

    Nicole turns to face Eric, who was a bit taken aback by her revelation that she's still working on the EnerNext story.

    NICOLE: Well...as long as I'm the one with all the info on it, maybe I can pass something along to someone else and we'll be able to keep the good fight going.
    ERIC: That's really good of you. I'm surprised you're so passionate about it.
    NICOLE: Oh. What? I'm not allowed to be passionate about a good cause?

    Nicole playfully pushes Eric away, then turns her back to him. Eric laughs, and turns back to massaging Nicole.

    ERIC: (laughs) No, this just doesn't jibe with the selfish, mean Nicole that my family and half the town seem to want to push down my throat.

    Nicole leans back against Eric. He puts his arms around her tightly.

    NICOLE: Mmm...(sighs) One day...one day they'll realize that I can change. Just like anyone else. Okay, maybe not like your sister but--
    ERIC: ...Nicole!
    NICOLE: Sorry! I couldn't help myself. But I do love you. And I'm grateful that you see past all the...awful things I've done in my past.
    ERIC: Nicole. The past is the past. You gotta look to the future.
    NICOLE: Only if you'll be in that future.

    Eric holds Nicole a little tighter, and kisses her gently on the cheek.

    ERIC: Of course I will. Always.

    Nicole smiles, looking away, but with a lot on her mind, and a look of something slightly less than happiness in her eyes.

    ---

    JJ is sitting in the living room at the Horton house, doing homework on the couch, when Abigail walks in from work. JJ looks up from the couch and over his shoulder to see who's walked in.

    JJ: Heyyy! Abs!

    Abby walks in, looking beat. JJ notices Abby's exhaustion immediately.

    ABBY: Hey, JJ.
    JJ: Well, I was gonna ask how your first day went, but from the looks of you, I figure you got run over by a crosstown bus on the way there?
    ABBY: Really funny, JJ.
    JJ: Well, seriously, Abs. I thought you'd be thrilled after your first day of work, and...
    ABBY: I just...I have a lot to take in, that's all. Can...can we talk about something else?
    JJ: Fine.

    Abby sits down on the sofa next to JJ. She looks at him as he ignores her, concentrating on his homework.

    ABBY: So? Where's mom?
    JJ: I dunno, probably on a date with that creep Liam or whatever.
    ABBY: JJ, what is it with you? Liam's a nice guy.
    JJ: No, he's a creep. And I'm worried about mom. You know, I asked mom where the guy lives and she has no idea, she's never been there. He hasn't told her.
    ABBY: JJ, they just started seeing each other a few weeks ago.
    JJ: But does she know anything about him before they met? Like...all we know is he moved to Salem, he's divorced...
    ABBY: And you think that she'd tell you about him?

    JJ rolls his eyes at Abby.

    JJ: I do have ears, Abs. I hear her talking to Cousin Hope and Grandma...I mean...how he acts around us is...he's just so creepy.
    ABBY: Well, I'm glad you can put your finger on exactly what's so creepy about him.
    JJ: (sighs) Shut up, Abs.

    Abigail gets up from the couch, shaking her head.

    ABBY: Fine! I will. But you have got to admit that this is the first time in awhile that Mom's happy. We should hold onto that, and not try to find faults with whoever she decides to be with because we get freaky vibes off him. Give Mom the benefit of the doubt.

    JJ looks to Abigail, thinking over what she's said, though not overly receptive.

    ---

    Roman looks up to Billie from behind his desk. He points to the flash drive Billie's plunked down on his desk.

    ROMAN: What's that?
    BILLIE: That was found in one of the Titan executive computers.
    ROMAN: Why are you breaking into Titan offices and stealing equipment, Billie? I thought you were working with your mom at Countess W.

    Billie stops, looking to Roman with concern in her eyes.

    BILLIE: Uh...Roman...Mom runs MadWorld now. Sami and EJ are running Countess W. And you asked me to come to town to help figure out what Jordan Ridgeway and Sheryl Connors are up to. You act like you don't even remember doing this.

    Roman looks down at the table, then at Billie, a look of complete confusion in his eyes. As he looks up to Billie, Marlena cracks the door open, looking puzzled by the grave faces around her.

    ---

    EJ: Are you seriously going to threaten me?

    EJ walks closer to Anne, as Anne leans against her desk. They both have a guarded appearance, almost trying to seem more imposing than the other.

    ANNE: Well, it seems to me that I hold the cards here. And we all know how hard you're trying to be a "good man" now. So, what exactly are you going to threaten me with?
    EJ: I just want to remind you of what historically has happened to those who decide to meddle in the affairs of the DiMera family. It doesn't end well for them.
    ANNE: So the answer is you have nothing to threaten me with. You know, you should take this to heart. Don't rock the boat, and don't go trying to get one over on me, or you'll regret it.

    EJ steps in close to Anne, leaning in menacingly to her. He speaks softly, but bitingly.

    EJ: You are a foolish woman, and you will be the one to regret this. Trust that.
    ANNE: I'm not afraid of you.
    EJ: You should be.

    EJ walks away from Anne and takes his briefcase in hand. He opens it, and holds up a plane ticket.

    EJ: Ms. Milbauer, I am going to take it that you're rather ignorant of my family and their history, so I'll give you the benefit of the doubt and present you with this. I have two options for you. Either you destroy this evidence and disappear from Salem voluntarily...or you will be forced onto that plane against your will. The choice is yours.

    ---

  6. beebs

    DAYS #52: Showdowns

    By beebs,

    EPISODE 52
    Written by A. Washington-Beeby
    Story Consultants: ML Cooks & C. Nathaniel Richardson



    At the Brady Pub, Eric sits down with photo albums, rifling through them. Caroline spots him and walks over, a pot of coffee in hand.

    CAROLINE: What's all this for?

    Eric looks up, as though snapped out of a dream.

    ERIC: Oh, well...you did hear about Brady and Theresa's accident, right?

    Caroline sighs heavily, a saddened look crosses her face.

    CAROLINE: I did. I feel terrible for everyone. John, Marlena, Victor, I just...it's such a shame we lost Brady, and now Theresa's in a coma. I just...
    ERIC: (sighs) Yeah. Well, this, I'm just going through pictures of Brady I took, you know, for Brady's funeral.
    CAROLINE: That's a bit soon, no? I mean, they haven't even found a body yet.
    ERIC: No, I know. But...Hope said the chances of Brady surviving were incredibly slim, and they pulled the car from the river, no one was inside, they...they figure Brady's body washed away.

    Caroline puts a hand on Eric's shoulder.

    CAROLINE: I have been around long enough to know that miracles can happen. They thought your father died too. And look what happened.
    ERIC: I don't know, Grandma.
    CAROLINE: Just keep your faith in God. Miracles do happen, Eric. Believe that.

    As Caroline leans in to kiss Eric on the forehead, Nicole walks in with a box of photos. She overhears Caroline's remarks and smiles bittersweetly.

    NICOLE: She's right, you know. Maybe we're doing this all wrong.

    Eric looks to Nicole, confused.

    ---

    Jenn hands Maxine some paperwork at the Nurses' Station at University Hospital, when Liam walks up behind her and covers her eyes gently.

    LIAM: Guess who?

    Jenn laughs, standing dead still, afraid to move lest she knock something over.

    JENNIFER: Uh...(laughs) Gee, I don't know.
    LIAM: Three guesses.
    JENNIFER: Okay...uhh...Maxine?
    LIAM: Is my voice really that close to hers?

    Liam uncovers Jenn's eyes, as Jenn spins around and grabs Liam's hands. They share a laugh before sharing a kiss.

    JENNIFER: I had a feeling it was you. How are you doing?
    LIAM: I'm doing good, busy night, you know. Uh, I was wondering if you were close to finishing up for the night, as I figured we could catch a late movie, and then maybe stop for a quick drink at Club TBD? How's that sound?

    As Liam describes his idea for a date night, a concerned Daniel approaches. Unsure whether he should interrupt or not, he hangs back a moment to hear Jenn's response.

    JENNIFER: That sounds amazing. I am in.

    Daniel now steps in, hesitantly, but knowing he should say something.

    DANIEL: Uh...Sorry to interrupt, but...uh...can I speak to you for a second Jenn?

    Jenn's smile fades and her warmth vanishes in an instant as she speaks to Daniel.

    JENNIFER: Well, whatever you have to say, you can say in front of Liam. We have no secrets.
    DANIEL: Uh...well...it's actually...you may have to postpone that date. Abigail's been admitted to the hospital.

    Jenn looks to Daniel in shock, grasping Liam's hand for strength.

    ---

    Inside the ICU room, Kim Brady leans over her daughter, the only sound heard is the occasional beep of the machinery keeping her alive. Kim is distraught, having finally reconnected with her daughter, only to have her at death's door so soon afterwards. She looks down at Theresa.

    KIM: I love you, sweetie. I know I've let you down, and I know I've hurt you. But you're always my little Jeannie.

    Kim sighs, kneeling down by her bed, she takes Theresa's hand.

    KIM: I know, I know, you hate that name. But you'll always be Jeannie to me. That little girl who was so...happy, so full of love and wanted nothing more than to be a movie star. I remember, you and Andrew used to set up these movie sets and act them out for us...

    Kim stops. She tears up as she thinks about how she failed her daughter by disbelieving her.

    KIM: I should have listened to you. I should have never let Phil lay a hand on you. Never. I'm sorry for that. I'm sorry you couldn't count on me. I wish I hadn't been so desperate to hold onto his love that I'd...turn my own daughter away. I was wrong.

    As she finishes, she hears a voice behind her, gently speaking to her. It's Billie, who's walked just inside the doorway.

    BILLIE: You're right. You were so very wrong.

    Kim looks back to Billie through tears, upset at the interruption, and at Billie's strong words.

    ---

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    ---

    EJ emerges from Abigail's hospital room, as Sami walks over to him. Concern in her expression as she walks over towards the door.

    SAMI: Uh, hey. Is it okay if I go in now?
    EJ: Sure. She may be a bit emotional, but it's just exhaustion, I think. She took a hard fall.
    SAMI: Oh that's...a shame to hear. Have you told her about the project?
    EJ: I have, she's excited but has some mixed emotions. I guess it's better I leave that discussion up to you two though.

    EJ smiles and Sami responds in kind, though with a kind of reluctance. She doesn't quite look EJ in the eye, either. Sami turns to the door and begins to open it.

    SAMI: I'll see you at home?
    EJ: Sure.

    As EJ walks into the main lobby at the hospital, Anne Milbauer steps off the elevator. She lurches forward and grabs him by the arm, brusquely walking him towards her office.

    EJ: What the...?
    ANNE: You and I are gonna have a little chat right now.

    ---

    Sami steps into Abigail's room, seeing Abigail with tears in her eyes. Sami rushes over to Abigail.

    SAMI: Hey, hey! You alright?
    ABBY: Sami! Hey, yeah, I'm fine. I'm just...really tired, that's all.
    SAMI: Oh it's okay. I...look, I know you had a pretty bad fall, but...you're gonna be out of the hospital tonight, right?
    ABBY: Soon as I hear back from Daniel, yeah.
    SAMI: Good. Hey! Uh...I just packed Johnny, Sydney, and Allie off for their first day of school. You should see the pictures we took this morning.

    Sami flips through her phone and then hands over her phone to Abby, leaning on Abby's bedside with a huge smile on her face as Abigail looks at the picture, smiling at the picture before her.

    ABBY: Oh my God, they are SO adorable.
    SAMI: It was a perfect moment for about two seconds before Johnny stole Sydney's backpack and Allie tackled him on the front lawn to try to stop him.

    Sami and Abby laugh at Sami's story. Abby looks to Sami, a bit of sadness in her eyes.

    ABBY: I'm glad you showed me that. I miss the kids.
    SAMI: Well, there's nothing saying you can't come by and see them. They miss you too! You're fantastic with them. Seriously, Abby, you're gonna be a fabulous mother one day.

    Abby's face drops upon hearing Sami's words. She tries to hide the pain she feels, knowing her situation.

    ABBY: Thanks. (sighs) Who knows, maybe I'll meet the love of my life in Italy and I'll be a mother of six!
    SAMI: Trust me, you'll wanna start off small. Four kids is a handful. Even between EJ, Lucas, and I. But I think if anyone can do it, it's you.

    Abby smiles, taking Sami's hand and squeezing it.

    ABBY: Thank you, Sami. You're...you know you've done so much for me, and I just...I sometimes wonder if I deserve it.
    SAMI: Oh come on, Abby, you've been a great friend to me too! Why would you even say that?

    Abby shrugs, trying to come up with a good answer.

    ABBY: Just...how I feel sometimes.
    SAMI: Well, don't. Because everything that's coming your way, you deserve every bit of it.

    Just as soon as Sami finishes speaking, Jenn bursts into the room, visibly panicked, with Laura, Daniel, and Liam in tow.

    JENN: Abby! Honey! Are you okay??

    Abby looks to her mom and family awkwardly, shocked by their sudden entrance, while Sami spins around suddenly, caught off guard.

    ---

    Anne closes the door to her office, and EJ adjusts his suit, annoyed at having it roughed up.

    EJ: Alright, Ms. Milbauer, I'm not having a very good day and I'm rather busy so let's hurry this up, yes?
    ANNE: Oh I won't be long. Trust me. I know what you're trying to do. But you've gone too far this time. Alright?

    Anne slowly walks up to EJ, arms folded, trying to keep her cool, commanding presence before EJ's similar disposition.

    EJ: I don't know what you're talking ab---
    ANNE: ...Oh give it a rest, DiMera. We both know the lengths you'd go to cover up your little indiscretion with pretty little Abby Deveraux. So let me just lay it on the line, here. You win. I will leave town and keep my mouth shut, just like you asked. No more games. No more trying to make me think I'm crazy, no more threats.I'll go.
    EJ: I honestly have had no hand in whatever's swayed you this way, but I am grateful that you've made the right decision, Anne.
    ANNE: You should be. In fact, you should be groveling right now. Praying that I do keep my big mouth shut, because I know what Samantha Brady is capable of. You know that friend of mine in a coma down the hall there? That's her cousin. I've heard so very many stories about what she could and will do to you when she finds out, and believe me, EJ, she will find out.

    Anne approaches EJ, getting right up in his face, and speaking almost so quietly she can barely be heard.

    ANNE: But not from me. I'll leave that up to karma.

    After a long, uncomfortable pause, Anne holds her hand out to a still-silent EJ.

    ANNE: So where's my ticket.

    EJ wordlessly turns and steps away towards the door, not turning once to look back at Anne, his grimacing face tells the story.

    EJ: Be at the airport tomorrow morning at 7am, there will be a boarding pass waiting for you.

    EJ closes the door behind him, leaving Anne looking on, shaking her head in disapproval.

    ---

    Caroline scowls at Nicole, who has placed the box she was holding onto the table before her at the pub.

    CAROLINE: What the Hell's that supposed to mean? You think I don't even know what my Shawn wanted for his funeral.

    Caroline stops, as Eric and Nicole look to each other. Caroline snaps her fingers in frustration, realizing what she'd just done.

    CAROLINE: I did it again, didn't I? Shoot!
    ERIC: Grandma, it's okay.
    CAROLINE: I know, I just...ugh, I hate getting so frazzled when I'm upset about something.
    NICOLE: There's nothing to be upset over, I was just...suggesting that instead of making this a memorial service, why don't we make this a sort of...life celebration. As though he's somewhere still with us.

    Eric looks at Nicole, slightly confused.

    ERIC: I don't quite follow.

    As Nicole explains herself, she begins going on an extended diatribe, but realizes halfway through how insensitive she sounds and becomes instantly self-conscious.

    NICOLE: Well, for one, we don't even know for sure that Brady's dead, and we don't have a body to bury. And I mean, come on, we're in Salem, half the TOWN'S been savagely murdered before our eyes and they all turned up alive and I'm TOTALLY making an ass of myself right now, and I'll just...stop...talking.

    Nicole sheepishly sits down at the booth next to Eric, wishing she'd never opened her mouth. After an awkward moment, Caroline speaks up.

    CAROLINE: She's right.
    ERIC &NICOLE: (in unison) What??!
    CAROLINE:A wake. Celebrate Brady's life, instead of mourning his death. It's the perfect way to honour him. No?

    ---

    Kim stares down Billie, enraged by her accusation, and her presence in the room.

    KIM: What the Hell are you doing here?
    BILLIE: Probably the same thing you're doing. Visiting Theresa.
    KIM: Really, because it seems to me like you're here to lay blame at my feet for the fun of it.

    Billie steps further into Theresa's hospital room, and closes the door behind her. She stands, stiff and nervous as she speaks to Kim.

    BILLIE: I'm not, Kim. I'm really not. But, I mean, you have to know that this, this all...ugh, never mind.

    Kim gets up from Theresa's bedside, and stares down Billie, though Billie maintains eye contact, not to be intimidated.

    KIM: What?

    Billie looks to Kim. She holds up her hand and shakes her head.

    BILLIE: No, I...it's not important.
    KIM: Billie, just spit it out, I know you want to.
    BILLIE: (sighs) As far as I'm concerned, everything that's happened, all the changes that Theresa went through after Phil's sick, twisted games...how she's behaved, the drugs, the men...it's all on you Kim! All of it!

    Kim steps toward Billie and slaps her hard across her face, stunning Billie.

    ---
  7. beebs
    EPISODE 85
    Written by A. Washington-Beeby
    Story Consultants: ML Cooks, Nick Monarco & C. Nathaniel Richardson
    Laura, Marlena and Will walk into Laura's office at University Hospital, laughing as Laura tries to break the tension from her earlier close encounter with Liam.
    LAURA: So, I was hoping to grab something Ariana was really going to need, but...I kept thinking to myself, "Laura, remember when you just had Jennifer, and all you wanted was a couple glasses of wine to mellow you and Bill out?"...and then I remembered that you and Sonny are nowhere as dysfunctional as Bill and I, so (laughs) I just went with it.
    Will and Marlena laugh as Laura reaches down into the cabinet behind her desk and pulls out a rather large box. Will looks on, pleasantly surprised by Laura's gesture, as she sets it down on her desk, but is unsure whether or not to open the package. Laura motions towards him.
    WILL: I...what is this?
    LAURA: Go on! Open it! I have another one for your wedding, so don't feel like you have to wait on Sonny. This one is all for you.
    Will smiles warmly at Laura. Feeling a bit emotional, he sighs as he responds.
    WILL: Thank you, Laura. You know, you don't have to do all these things for us.
    LAURA: But I enjoy doing them.
    MARLENA: And, I have to say, she is persistent too!
    Everyone shares a laugh, as Will opens the package, revealing a set of wine glasses, and a pair of fine wines, one red, one white. Will is stunned by the gift.
    WILL: I...Laura! Oh my GOD, you didn't have to do this for us!
    Will leans over and gives Laura a warm hug. Will, Laura, and Marlena share a laugh, as Will's phone rings. Separating from their hug, Will looks at Laura and Marlena apologetically.
    WILL: Sorry, I...I gotta take this.
    LAURA: Oh, not to worry. Go ahead.
    WILL: Thanks.
    Will turns to head out into the hall, and sees who's phoning. He glowers a bit when he sees it's Sonny.
    ...

    Sonny calls Will's phone from outside Club TBD, hoping to get an answer from his fiancee.  As the phone rings repeatedly, Sonny becomes increasingly impatient.
    SONNY: Come on....come on, Will, pick up.
    Exasperated, and just about to hang up, Sonny is about to move the phone from his ear when Will finally answers.
    ...
    WILL: (into phone) Hello?
    ...
    Sonny immediately bugs his eyes out, glad to finally get an answer, but annoyed he had to wait so long. He covers his annoyance on the phone.
    SONNY: (into phone) Hey! I uh...I'm heading to Victor's now, just...wanted to check to see if you were on your way.
    ...
    Will closes the door to Laura's office behind him, a bit annoyed by Sonny's persistence. Will doesn't hide his exasperation, however.
    WILL: (into phone) Of course, I am, Sonny. Just...finishing up at the hospital.
    ...
    Sonny, sensing Will's frustration, gets a bit agitated, but tries to suppress it.
    SONNY: (into phone) Look, I'm sorry I bugged you, but...we haven't been talking much the last few days, and I was worried you were gonna back out.
    ...
    WILL: (Into phone) I'm not gonna back out, Sonny. I keep my promises.
    ...
    Sonny bites his tongue, knowing the subtle implications of what Will just said. He smiles sarcastically, and responds politely, but coldly.
    SONNY: (into phone) I'll be there in 15. Meet you at the gate?
    ...
    WILL: (into phone) Will do. 
    Will hangs up the phone immediately.
    ...
    SONNY: (into phone) I--
    Sonny hears the phone click, ending the call. He stammers in frustration at Will's continued petulence. 
    SONNY: ...love you.
    Sonny sighs, disappointed by how the call's gone. He walks off toward his car.
    ---

    Kate walks back toward the seat where she and Nick had been waiting for Gabi, with Ari in her arms. Nick still looks distraught, the searing headache still gripping him. She looks on, feigning concern, slightly.
    KATE: Didn't find anything for that headache, hm?
    Nick looks up, sitting at the booth, lifting his head from the table. He looks groggy.
    NICK: No, I did. Just...didn't work.
    KATE: I see, so I guess Gabi's your only hope then, now, hm?
    NICK: I dunno. These headaches have been getting pretty bad.
    Kate smirks as she starts to put Ari in her high chair.
    KATE: Well, then! I guess you're going to need something stronger to dull the pain, aren't you?

    Trying to hold in her smug laughter, Kate looks over suddenly as she hears Gabi walks in just at that moment, the bag of pills in hand. Almost leaping over to the table, she reaches into the bag and pulls out the bottle of what appears to be acetominophen. Handing it over to Nick, she smiles.
    GABI: Here you go, Nick.
    Nick smiles back, accepting the pill bottle eagerly. Kate looks on with amusement.
    NICK: You're a lifesaver.
    KATE: Yes, she certainly is.
    Gabi looks at Kate curiously, as Kate looks back with her trademark smirk.
    Nick takes the glass of water on the table in front of him and downs two of the pills quickly. Gabi breathes a quick sigh of relief, as Nick gets up from his seat.
    NICK: I uh...I need to go to the bathroom just a minute. You'll...you'll watch my things, yeah?
    GABI: Of course!
    NICK: Thanks. I'll be right back.
    Kate smiles, playing with Ari as she watches Nick leave.
    KATE: We'll be waiting!
    Once Nick's out of eyeshot, Gabi sits down nervously by Nick's things. Kate looks at Gabi with a knowing look, which renders Gabi ten times more nervous than she was already.
    GABI: Kate, you're....you're scaring me.
    KATE: Oh, I'm sorry. I just...I can't get over your chutzpah!
    Gabi looks at Kate, increasingly confused.
    GABI: My what? Kate, what are you talking about?
    KATE: Why Gabi, don't be so coy! It's not every day you get your psycho ex-boyfriend hooked on prescription drugs again. Quite frankly, I'm impressed.
    Gabi looks at Kate, horrified that she's been caught, as Kate casually sips on her martini.
    ---

    Hope is at the Salem Police Station, questioning Jerome in the interrogation room, as Valerie Grant storms into the station, the look of a woman on a mission. She stops at Rafe's desk, trying to grab his attention.
    RAFE: Uh, can I help you?
    VALERIE: Yes, you can start by explaining to me why my grandson has been arrested for having the audacity to move into my home, and make it fast.
    Rafe looks on, a cocky grin on his face as he prepares to do battle with Valerie.
    ---
     

    ---
    Inside the interrogation room, Hope interrogates Jerome about his alleged crime spree. Jerome continues to evade all of Hope's questions, looking straight ahead at nothing in particular, deep in his own thoughts.
    HOPE: Look, we're getting nowhere, and you're going nowhere before you talk.
    Jerome doesn't respond, as though not even in the same room. Hope becomes exasperated and gets up from her chair, slamming the palms of her hands against the table in frustration.
    HOPE: Dammit, Jerome, talk to me.
    Jerome doesn't move, except for his eyes, which suddenly flash, as he looks at Hope.
    JEROME: Why? So you can intimidate me with what you claim you know about me?
    HOPE: No, because we need the truth. Now, I'm not gonna ask you again: What were you doing with that rental van?
    Jerome bites his lip a moment, before finally answering.
    JEROME: You want the truth, hm? 
    Hope stands upright, thinking she's finally got somewhere.
    HOPE:Ideally.
    Jerome looks Hope dead in the eyes, disdain and malice cutting the tension in the air.
    JEROME: How's this for you? If you had done any research before making your arrest, you would know that that was my rental that I used to bring my stuff from Toronto to Salem. If you had bothered to check whose house you stopped at, you'd know that was my grandmother's house I was parked in front of, trying to move my things inside. If you remembered anything, which I get the strange feeling you know a lot more than you're letting on, you'd know that Valerie Grant was going to marry your nephew, a certain...David Banning? Yeah. So you only had to make one two minute phone call to see that my story checks out. But that would be too difficult for you, wouldn't it? Because anytime a black man 'fits the description', y'all are all too happy to scoop him up whether you have a shred of credible evidence or not--
    Hope finally snaps, not wanting to hear Jerome's accusations of racial prejudice.
    HOPE: ...ENOUGH! Look, this has nothing to do with the colour of your skin, Jerome. Whether you want to believe it or not, we had every reason to arrest you for these burglaries. The description matched you perfectly--
    The sound of Valerie's voice cuts through, stopping Hope in her tracks.
    VALERIE: ...Let me guess. Black male, mid-to-late 20s, muscular build, wearing a hoodie.
    Hope turns around to see a fuming Valerie at her door, with Rafe close behind. Valerie continues into the room, a confident stride as she steps toward Hope in confrontation.
    VALERIE: Am I getting warm, Detective Williams?
    Hope stands, unable to think clearly when faced with her nephew's ex-fiancee. She looks to Rafe, who looks on, a bit sheepish.
    HOPE: What is she doing in here? This is an interrogation ro--
    VALERIE: ...And this interrogation is OVER. It ends NOW, Hope.
    RAFE: The, uh...the boys brought in the real perp. Caught in a woman's house on Greeson St.
    Hope turns, and Jerome looks up to see the main room, where a man in a similar hoodie to Jerome's is brought in...but the man is white. Valerie looks back in the room, giving almost menacing looks at Rafe and Hope.
    VALERIE: Another accurate description by the local police. And they wonder why we're dying.
    Valerie looks at the ground, disappointment stinging her watering eyes, before she speaks again, looking at Hope at the tail end of her sentence.
    VALERIE: Is my grandson free to go?
    Hope doesn't speak, only nodding in agreement. Valerie turns to Jerome, as Rafe walks over to remove his handcuffs.
    VALERIE: Let's go, baby.
    As Jerome's handcuffs are removed, Valerie guides Jerome out the door. Before stepping out, she turns to Hope one last time.
    VALERIE: Give David my regards, Hope.
    Hope looks on, too stunned to respond, as Rafe guides Jerome and Valerie out of the room. The door closes behind them, as Hope turns away, looking shellshocked by what's just transpired.
    ---
    Gabi looks behind her, hoping that Nick hasn't heard what Kate's just said, before leaning in and speaking just above a whisper to Kate.
    GABI: What are you talking about, Kate?
    Kate almost chokes on her martini, setting it down on the table as she tries to hold back her laughter.
    KATE: Gabi, come on! You can drop the act. I heard your phone conversation.
    GABI: WHAT? You were spying on me, Kate?
    KATE: Ohhh, relax. Honestly, I'm actually impressed. I wish I'd come up with it, myself. The truth is, if you're going to get rid of Nick, the best way to work is under his nose. So tell me, who's supplying you?
    Gabi sighs, as she tries to find a way to evade the question.
    GABI: Look, Kate, I really can't talk about this here. Nick could be back any moment, and--
    KATE: ...And you don't want to get caught with that perscription pad you're also trying to hide from me, right?
    Gabi looks down, terrified that Kate really does know what's going on. Kate looks quickly down toward Nick's bag and nods very subtly, a signal to Gabi.
    Gabi takes the cue and gently glides Marlena's perscription pad into Nick's laptop bag. Kate reaches out at this point across the table to Gabi, attempting to reassure her.
    KATE: Gabi, you need to understand something. I've been in your shoes before. My ex-husband was an absolute tyrant, and I regret not having taken the steps to put him away when I had the chance. I lost years with Billie and Austin I'll never get back because of that, and there's no way I'm going to let the likes of Nick Fallon do the same to you.
    GABI: Kate, thank you. But you don't need to get involved in this, I'm handling it.
    KATE: I'm sure you are...as well as you're able to.
    Gabi looks at Kate, a bit annoyed at her lack of faith.
    GABI: What's that supposed to mean?
    KATE: It means you need all the resources you can get. I heard you on that phone call. Let me guess, the police didn't take the bait the first time, and that's why you're trying again, this time taking the extra...embellishment of planting perscriptions pads on him? It's smart, but you have to have a plan B. Someone to help you with the potential pitfalls.
    Kate looks over at this point, and sees Nick approaching. She nods and almost mouths her next words.
    KATE: (whipsers) Think about it.
    Nick steps over to the table, still a bit groggy.
    GABI: Nick. How are you feeling?
    NICK: I'm uh...still a litle sore, but...the pain's going down at least. Thanks for running out and grabbing the pills for me. I owe you one.
    Gabi waves dismissively at Nick's offer.
    GABI: Oh, it's nothing. Don't even worry. You don't have to pay me back for that.
    Kate looks at Gabi, trying to hold back a smile at the hidden irony, as Gabi tries to ignore Kate's look.
    GABI: Uh, hey. If you're free at all tomorrow night, we should get together for a bit.
    NICK: I'd like that. 
    GABI: Great, text me.
    NICK: Sounds good. Hey, could you grab me my bag from the corner there.
    GABI: OH, sure!
    Gabi reaches around to lift Nick's bag over, the perscription pads poking out slightly. Gabi spots it and slyly pushes them in as Nick takes the bag.
    NICK: See you ladies later on. OH, and Kate. We have to talk about your current proposal soon.
    Kate looks ahead, drink in hand, almost completely ignoring Nick.
    KATE: Nick, we have nothing to talk about. You handle your business, and I'll handle the rest.
    NICK: So you're okay with Gabi taking on the modelling gig?
    KATE: If she's okay with it.
    Kate looks at a stunned Gabi, who is studying Kate's face, looking for a clue as to what she should say in this moment. On the spot, she chokes out a reply.
    GABI: I....sure! Yes! Sure.
    KATE: Great! We'll sign the papers at my office tomorrow morning, okay?
    GABI: Sure!
    NICK: Okay, well, I'm out then.
    KATE & GABI: Bye, Nick!
    As Nick heads out, Gabi and Kate wait with baited breath to see him close the door to the Brady Pub behind him. The moment it closes, Gabi turns quickly, and angrily to Kate.
    GABI: What was that, Kate?? You told me you were trying to get me away from Nick, not sucking me deeper into his...sick...web.
    Kate raises her glass, smiling widely as she offers a toast to Gabi.
    KATE: Oh, don't worry, Gabi. You may not realize it now, but I have everything under control. You're just gonna have to trust me.
    Kate takes a sip, smiling as she does, while Gabi looks on in stunned amazement.
    ---
    Will walks up to an awaiting Sonny outside the front door of the Kiriakis manion. Will looks anything but pleased to be there, but Sonny manages a half-hearted smile. He speaks nervously.
    SONNY: Hey...you made it.
    WILL: Yep. Just like I promised.
    SONNY: Yeah, you mentioned on the phone. Look, Will...just...speaking of promises, can you and I...make a deal? A pact?
    Will almost laughs in Sonny's face, giving a spiteful smile to Sonny's request.
    WILL: Heh...Sonny, come on. Your promises don't mean much to me right now.
    SONNY: Will, I'm serious. Let me...make this a chance to make it up to you.
    Will's smile disappears, looking down to one side as he sighs, knowing Sonny's being earnest.
    WILL: Alright. What do you want us to do?
    Sonny steps toward Will, placing his hands on Will's shoulders tenderly. Will flinches, but doesn't step back.
    SONNY: Just...pretend to be happy, for tonight. Look, my...my parents will be here, and...you know how my mom is about you and I...just...we'll pretend nothing's wrong, and whatever we're feeling, we can talk it out tomorrow. We'll sit down, have breakfast...and we'll talk. Just you and I.
    Will takes a moment to think over his words, still not quite looking Sonny in the eye. He finally looks up, nodding slowly in agreement.
    WILL: Okay. But don't expect instant results.
    Sonny smiles, finally being given a glimmer of hope by his fiancé.
    SONNY: Thank you. (sigh) Look, we...we better go in.
    WILL: After you.
    Sonny walks up to the door, and rings the doorbell. Henderson opens the door.
    SONNY: Hey, Henderson, we're here...
    Sonny is taken aback, when he looks behind Henderson, to see a face he hasn't seen in years.
    SONNY: Oh my God....Alex???
    ALEX: Hey, my man, how are you??
    SONNY: Oh WOW, this is...WOW, look at you, man! It's so good to see you!

    Sonny races inside to give Alex a hug, as Will steps inside, a wave of horror washes over him. Sonny turns to face Will, a huge smile on his face as he speaks.
    SONNY: Alex, I want you to meet my fiancé, Will Horton. Will, this is my brother, Alex Kiriakis.
    Will turns ghost white, stunned into silence.
    ---
  8. beebs
    EPISODE 129
    Written by A. Washington-Beeby
    Story Consultants: C. Nathaniel Richardson & Nick Monarco
     

    Billie sits across the table from Kate at Club TBD. She's stunned by Kate's reticence to take on Nick Fallon at the upcoming Titan baord meeting.
     
    BILLIE: Mom...I can't believe what I'm hearing right now. 
     
    Kate casually sips her martini, trying hard to hide her fears about Nick.
     
    KATE: Believe it.
    BILLIE: I mean, this is not you. The Kate I know would have the jump on a louse like Nick in a heartbeat. You'd be eager to knock his arrogant behind down a few pegs.
    KATE: Billie, sometimes, it's best to play your cards close to your chest. As far as I'm concerned, we need to let Nick fall on his own sword.
     
    Billie looks at Kate, still incredulous by her mother's seeming willingness to allow Nick to take over Titan.
    BILLIE: Mom, isn't that exactly what we were trying to avoid? Nick destroying this company.
     
    Kate casually places her empty martini on the table, before looking back at Billie calmly, a wry smile painted on her face.
     
    KATE:  Billie, have you never heard of the Dunning-Kruger effect? Nick's arrogance and incompetence is going to destroy him long before he can destroy Titan. And I, for one, welcome the chance to have a front-row seat.
     
    Billie glares at Kate, annoyed by Kate's nonchlanace and cynicism.
     
    BILLIE: Okay. So we enjoy Nick fall apart in slow motion. Then what?
     
    Kate leans in close to Billie, and responds softly, but firmly.
     
    KATE: That's when I make my move to take over Titan for myself.
     
    ---
     

    John saunters toward Kim and Roman, and Marlena and Sami, who are gathered around the booth where Kim and Roman are sitting. The group have turned around after hearing John's voice call out to them. They're surprised by his arrival, and Marlena, in particular, is unhappy to see him.
     
    MARLENA: John.
    JOHN: Hey Doc.
     
    Sami steps in, immediately hostile towards her ex-stepfather.
     
    SAMI: You have an awful lot of nerve showing your face in here right now.
     
    Marlena immediately chastises Sami, stopping her from continuing.
     
    MARLENA: Sami, stop it!
     
    Marlena turns back to face John, still an icyness between them.
     
    MARLENA: I wasn't expecting to see you.
    JOHN: Well...there was an emergency board meeting called at Titan today, and...Justin made it seem urgent that I be here, so...I decided to pop in and grab something quick to eat before heading over.
    MARLENA: I see. Well,it's nice to see you're still at least committed to your business affairs.
     
    John, stung by her stuble dig, looks away in frustration.
     
    JOHN: Doc--
    MARLENA: No, I mean, really, John. I know you're hurting from Brady's death, but to divorce me, after reaffirming your love for me? I don't believe any of it. Something is going on and I want to know what it is.
     
    John attempts to reach out to touch Marlena, but she steps back. John immediately backs off, but responds emotionally.
     
    JOHN: Doc, I'm sorry. And I know this doesn't mean much to you right now. But I have my reasons. I think you'll come to understand them one day soon. 
    MARLENA: Like Hell. I will never believe for a second that your feelings for me have changed yet again.
     
    John sighs, trying to avoid any further emotion. Marlena steps toward John, speaking softly, but emphatically.
     
    MARLENA: I know you inside and out. If someone put you up to this, you need to tell me.
     
    John looks over at Kim, Roman, and a glowering Sami, and nods cordially to them.
     
    JOHN: Look, I made a mistake coming here. I'm sorry if I upset any of you. I'll head over to TBD instead.
     
    John steps out, leaving Marlena visibly drained. She turns back toward the others, who look on sympathetically.
     
    ---
     

    Sheryl sits at the desk in her darkened hotel room, curtains shut. In the room, the main source of light remains the glow of her laptop screen.
     
    She pours over articles discussing how to successfully dye auburn hair a strawberry blonde colour.
     
    She grabs her phone to quickly text Jerome the shopping list she'll need to successfully pull off Nurse Crystal Clarke's hair colour, and fool Valerie, and the University Hospital staff.
     
    SHERYL: Okay...I'll have to get Jerome to buy...bleach, reddish blonde dye, ruby red dye...and a mixing bottle.
     
    As she sends the text, and puts her phone down, her e-mail notification goes off. Hastily checking the message, it's from Brady, requesting she phone Anita's home to set up a meeting time to test drive and potentially purchase the blue SUV. Sheryl smiles as she reaches the end of the e-mail.
     
    SHERYL: Okay, here goes nothing.
     
    Sheryl picks up her phone, but stops herself, and heads over to the hotel landline. Hesitating momentarily, she breathes in deep, psyching herself up to take the call.
     
    SHERYL: Alright, Sheryl. Your first big test as Nurse Crystal Clarke. Let's see if we can pull this off.
     
    Sheryl picks up the receiver, and puts it to her ear, before beginning to dial Anita's number.
     
    ---
    ---
     

    Nick walks off the elevator at University Hospital. Almost ready to take on the Titan board, he steps out into the lobby, and spies Maggie stepping into Victor's hospital room. He smirks as he steps toward the nurses' station. He catches Maxine's attention.
     
    MAXINE: Yes, can I help you with something?
    NICK: Uh, yes. I'm here to see Jordan Ridgeway? Do you know which is her office?
    MAXINE: Her office is down the end of this hall, but I don't know if she's in her office. Did you want me to page her for you, Mr...?
     
    Nick smiles in gratitude to Maxine before stepping away.
     
    NICK: Oh, don't worry, I'll wait for her.
     
    Nick walks over toward Jordan's office, as Maxine looks on, slightly uneasy.
     
    Nick makes his way to the end of the hall, and knocks on Jordan's door.
     
     

    Inside, Jordan is signing some paperwork, and hears the knock. She responds without raising her head.
     
    JORDAN: Come in.
     
    Nick opens the door to Jordan's office, and smiles like the Cheshire Cat. Jordan looks up, trying to hide the fear in her eyes.
     
    ---
     

    Billie looks on, irritated by Kate's intentions, as Kate looks over her shoulder, attempting to get T's attention for another martini.
     
    BILLIE: I cannot believe you're using this as an opportunity to seize control at Titan. Oh, wait! No, I totally can. Because you're my mother, and that's all you do is look for tiny openings you can use to make a power play.
    KATE: Billie, you of all people should know that business is a dog-eat-dog world.
     
    Billie rolls her eyes, thinking back to her own past dealing with Kate in business. She responds sarcastically.
     
    BILLIE: Oh how could I forget? It's not like my own mother stole my company away from me or anything.
    KATE: You of all people know that was nothing personal. That's just how it works, Billie. Those are the rules.
     
    Catching T's attention, Kate smiles his way, and he winks back, knowingly. She then turns back to Billie, and finishes her thought.
     
    KATE: And if I don't play by those rules, I'm going to get eaten. And I refuse to allow that to happen.
     

    As Kate responds to Billie, Will walks into the room, dressed professionally for work at the Titan building. He spots Billie and Kate and walks over to greet them.
     
    WILL: Grandma Kate, Aunt Billie, how are you doing?
     
    Billie and Kate look up at a smiling Will, and Billie stands up to give Will a hug.
     
    BILLIE: I'm great, Will. How are you, honey?
    WILL: I'm good! I haven't seen you much since you've been back in town!
     
    Will and Billie separate from their hug, and Billie takes Will's hands in hers, as they smile warmly at each other.
     
    BILLIE: I KNOW! I feel terrible about it. There's been a LOT going on, but...I promise, we'll catch up soon, okay?
    WILL: Alright.
    BILLIE: Look, I gotta go, but...Mom...think about what I'm saying, okay? Don't let your need for power cloud your judgment, okay?
     
    Kate looks non-plussed as she looks up at her daughter from her seat.
     
    KATE: My judgment is fine, Billie. I think you're the one who's in a panic. 
     
    Billie sighs, frustrated by her mother's obstinance.
     
    BILLIE: Mom...
    KATE: Billie, I know what I'm doing.
     
    Billie says nothing, but sighs again before grabbing her bag and marching out the door, leaving a confused Will behind. He looks down at Kate before sitting opposite her at the booth.
     
    WILL: What was that about?
    KATE: You don't wanna know.
    WILL: Try me.
     
    Kate thinks it over a moment, as T steps over with Kate's drink. Will looks up at T with a smile.
     
    T: Here you go! Will, nice seeing you, man! How's the corporate life?
     
    Will smiles awkwardly as he answers his friend.
     
    WILL: Ahh well. You know...I haven't been fired yet so...it's a start. Uh...can I get a...uh...
     
    Kate interrupts, using a very firm tone as she gives T the order.
     
    KATE: Scotch on the rocks.
     
    Kate looks over to Will, realizing she has to tell him what's going on.
     
    KATE: You're gonna need it after I tell you what's happening at work.
     
    Will looks back at Kate, puzzled and concerned.
     
    ...
     
    Outside, John approaches the door to Club TBD, when Billie steps out. Noticing John, she grabs him by the arm and steps in close to him.
     
    BILLIE: We need to talk, NOW.
     
    ---
     
    Marlena and Sami stand before a seated Kim and Roman at the Brady Pub. Roman looks puzzled by the goings-on around him.
     
    ROMAN: Doc, you wanna explain to me what da hell's going on with you and John?
     
    Marlena sits down next to Kim, smiling wistfully.
     
    MARLENA: Don't you worry about me. I am here for YOU, Roman. 
    ROMAN: Now, come on, Doc. Stop that. I know you're hurting from Eric marrying Nicole, and your divorce from John, but I'm here for you too.
     
    Roman reaches across the table, and takes Marlena's hand in his. Squeezing it gently, he looks deeply into her eyes. Marlena looks back, still emotional from her confrontation with John, and appreciative for Roman's comforting words.
     
    KIM: Roman's right. You're still family, Marlena. We'll always be here for you.
    MARLENA: Thank you.
     
    As Marlena tears up, Kim reaches over as well to put her hands on Marlena's shoulders, giving her a comforting embrace as well.
     
    ---
     

    At Anita's cabin, the phone rings. From Brady's perch at the computer desk, he calls out to Anita.
     
    BRADY: I got it!
     
    Brady walks quickly over to the rather anachronistic wall-mounted corded phone. Picking it up, he adopts a phony, chipper expression for the caller.
     
    BRADY: (into phone) Hello!
     
    ...
     
    In Sheryl's hotel room, Sheryl stands by the nightstand, clutching the cord from her landline phone. She clears her throat before speaking in an overt, but authentic-sounding southern accent.
     
    SHERYL: (into phone) Uh...hayyy it's uh...I'm callin' about the truck you had for sale?
     
    ...
     
    BRADY: (into phone) Oh! Yes! Hi! Ah...well, it's all ready whenever you'd like to come down to see it...again, the brakes work but they're not the best, so I can't let you test drive it off the property or anything but, uh...
     
    ...
     
    SHERYL: (into phone) Oh, that's fine. I can just fix it up at my local garage, you don't have to do nothin' for me. But, uh...I don't have a car, exactly, so...can you meet me out near the Floatin' K truck stop on Route 15 for say....five? I can catch a taxi out that far.
     
    ...
     
    Brady checks his watch, then shrugs, as though Sheryl were in the room.
     
    BRADY: (into phone) Uh...sure! Yeah, that works. I'll see you then?
     
    ...
     
    SHERYL: (into phone) That's great. I'll be there. Thaaaanks.
     
    Sheryl hangs up the phone, breathing a massive sigh of relief. Resting her hand, and most of her own weight on the receiver, she takes a second before pulling herself back up, a serious look on her face.
     
    SHERYL: Well...I guess it's time to test out the new look. 
     
    Sheryl walks over to the mirror on the oppsite wall. She looks into it, intensely. She pulls her hair back, and looks up at herself, all the while maintaining an air of confidence.
     
    SHERYL: Goodbye, Sheryl Connors. Hello, Crystal Clarke.
     
    Letting go of her hair, Sheryl continues to look into the mirror, she begins to chuckle. At first, quietly, but soon growing into an almost hysterical, sinister laugh.
     
    ---
  9. beebs
    EPISODE 69
    Written by A. Washington-Beeby
    Story Consultants: ML Cooks & C. Nathaniel Richardson




    Nick walks up to the door of Percy's cabin, and knocks on the door.

    After a short wait, Percy answers merrily, as always.

    PERCY: Greetings, Master Fallon! How are you doing this fine day?
    NICK: Just great, Percy!

    Percy steps out of the way to allow Nick to step inside. Closing the door behind Nick, Nick gets down to business almost immediately.

    PERCY: So to what do I owe the pleasure, Nicholas?

    Nick puts his bag down on the table and unzips it.

    NICK: Well, I have some news, and a job for you.

    Nick pulls out his laptop and sets it on Percy's dining room table.

    NICK: Uh...you don't mind if I plug this in at all, do you?
    PERCY: Not at all.
    NICK: Thanks.

    As Nick plugs the computer into the outlet in the wall, he continues to talk to Percy.

    NICK: So...my news is...ah, there we go...that we finalized the Titan TV sale. The propaganda campaign is off.

    Percy smiles from ear to ear at the news. He walks over to the dining room table, holding back a bit his glee, in his own, incredibly posh British way.

    PERCY: I...oh, I am so grateful to you, Nicholas. You have truly saved the day. I...how can I ever repay you for your kindness?

    Nick sits down at the table in front of his computer, and opens it. He smiles up at Percy.

    NICK: Funny you should ask. I have a little job for you, as I said. And you won't even have to leave your home to do it. But...for that to work, you're going to have to connect yourself to the world wide web.
    PERCY: ...I'm sorry?
    NICK: The internet. Because you, Percy, my friend, are going to be doing some...surveillance.

    Percy looks on, baffled by Nick's request.

    ---



    Sami talks with Marlena, Maggie, and Laura after Brady's memorial has ended in the town square, sipping on what's left of her drink, before hearing her phone ring.

    SAMI: Oh...uh...I think that's my phone...just one sec.



    Sami searches through her bag to find her phone as she steps away from the group. Pulling her phone out, she sees that it's EJ. She excitedly answers, while trying to find a quiet spot to talk.

    SAMI: Hey! EJ! What's up? I'm just at the memorial, it's wrapping up.

    ...

    EJ: Samantha. Saw your text. Listen to me carefully. We are making a bid on Titan TV. Meet me at the house immediately. Tell NOBODY what you're doing. You understand me?

    ...

    SAMI: Completely. See you in a minute.

    Sami hangs up and smiles widely. Looking around her to make sure nobody's looking, she talks to herself.

    SAMI: Ohhh EJ. You did it again.

    ---

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

    ---



    The crowd returns to conversing at Town Square for Brady's memorial after John's speech. Most if not all still have drinks in hand. Gabi spots Hope in the crowd and waves, trying to subtly get her attention. Hope notices and stops her conversation with John, and excuses herself before heading over to Gabi.

    GABI: So, did you do it?

    Hope grabs Gabi's arm and looks around to make sure no one's listening in.

    HOPE: We can't talk here, Gabi.
    GABI: What do you mean?

    Hope looks at Gabi incredulously.

    HOPE: Are you nuts? There's people we know everywhere. Come with me, now.

    Gabi stutters to respond before following Hope out of the square, both of them looking around with suspicion as they do.




    Nicole stands with Chloe, sipping on their sparkling juice and having a chat. Chloe looks uncomfortable, a fact Nicole picks up on.

    NICOLE: You alright, you seem a little...nervous.
    CHLOE: Well, wouldn't you be if Victor Kiriakis spent all his time staring you down?

    Nicole rolls her eyes, dismissively gesturing at Chloe's comment.

    NICOLE: Oh please! Chloe, haven't you ever heard of 'resting bitch face'?

    Chloe looks at Nicole, confused.

    CHLOE: Yeah...
    NICOLE: Well, it's something like that. Honestly, if I got as worried as you are every time Victor tried staring me down, I'd never get any work done.

    Chloe shrugs in acknowledgement.

    CHLOE: Fair enough. I just don't trust Victor when he's mad.
    NICOLE: Honey, don't let it to you. Look, let's just...celebrate Brady, okay? That's what we're here for. Not dwelling about...whatever bone Victor wants to pick with you. Right?

    Chloe cracks a faint smile.

    CHLOE: Right.

    Nicole raises her glass, Chloe meets with hers as they toast.

    NICOLE: Come on. Let's go mingle.



    Nicole turns to walk with Chloe, but spots a sour-looking Eric in one of the seats set up for the speeches. Concerned, she looks Chloe's way a moment.

    NICOLE: Uh...you go ahead without me a second, okay?

    Chloe, spotting Eric as Nicole speaks to her, clues in immediately, and nods.

    CHLOE: Sure.
    NICOLE: Thanks.

    Nicole squeezes Chloe's arm as a goodbye before walking over to sit with a solemn Eric.

    NICOLE: Hey. You gonna join the party or what?
    ERIC: Nicole. Hey...yeah...I...just give me a moment, okay?

    Nicole leans into Eric, putting arm around him.

    NICOLE: I miss him too.

    Eric stands up, in an effort to shake off Nicole's touch.

    ERIC: it's not Brady, Nicole. It's...everything.
    NICOLE: What do you mean, Eric?
    ERIC: I just...I need to go. Alone.

    Eric storms off, leaving Nicole sitting in her seat, flabbergasted by Eric's strange reaction.

    ---


    Brady lays in bed, looks around the bedroom he's woken up in, trying to decipher where exactly he is, when a woman walks in. An older woman, but it's plain to see she was stunning as a young woman, and has aged beautifully now. She appears pleasantly surprised to see Brady awake.

    ANITA: Ah! You're awake, finally. I was starting to worry when it took you about a day longer than the doctor expected to wake up.

    Brady looks up at the woman, confused.

    BRADY: I...wha...where am I, exactly?

    The woman smiles and sits down on the bed next to him, she puts a hand to his forehead.

    ANITA: About thirty miles from anywhere...Hah! You're not even running a fever anymore.
    BRADY: Wait, what? Who...who are you exactly?
    ANITA: My name's Anita. I'm the one who found you floating around in the lake.

    Brady furrows his brow, confused by Anita's statement.

    BRADY: I...what?
    ANITA: The lake. We're right by Smith Lake. You are...very, very lucky, I have to say.
    BRADY: Woah, woah, woah, wait....lucky? What...what happened to me?

    Anita looks down at Brady, shaking her head.

    ANITA: That...I could not tell you.

    ---

    Gabi and Hope step into the park alongside Town Square. Gabi looks at Hope with a worried look.

    GABI: Hope...what is happening? Did you...

    Gabi looks around to make sure no one hears them before continuing.

    GABI: ...did you find anything at Nick's apartment?
    HOPE: No, Gabi. That's what I wanted to tell you. Nick's apartment turned up clean. There wasn't so much as a bottle of Aspirin.

    Gabi looks at Hope, shocked.

    GABI: That's impossible, I...
    HOPE: You what, Gabi?

    Gabi catches herself before saying anything more, but is now panicked, searching for an answer.

    ---

    Sami bursts into the DiMera mansion living room, excited by EJ's earlier call. EJ sits at his desk, but stands up quickly as Sami walks in.

    SAMI: Okay, so what's the deal?

    EJ walks over to the living room doors and looks out into the hallway before shutting them. He looks back Sami's way and holds his finger to his lips.

    EJ: Careful, just in case father's lurking.

    Sami rolls her eyes and whispers as loudly as she can,

    SAMI: Okay, okay, now SPILL!
    EJ: I just got off the phone with Chad. We're going to use one of our hidden shell corporations to pick up Titan TV for a bargain right under Victor's nose.
    SAMI: I had a feeling you were onto something.
    EJ: Right, now, once we pick up Titan TV, we use that to grow Countess W's advertising base, and end this travesty of an energy project Victor's hellbent on setting up. It's a win-win.

    Sami looks excitedly at EJ, the tension between them non-existant in this moment.

    SAMI: I can't believe you've pulled this off.
    EJ: Well, I haven't yet. But I know that if we hadn't done it, Nick Fallon would have been controlling your lives until the end of time.

    Sami is crashed back into reality, remembering Nick's blackmail.

    SAMI: Oh, how could I forget? Do you really think that going so far out of our way to give into Nick's demands is a good idea.
    EJ: Samantha, the more control we have over this situation, the less Nick can control you, Gabi, and Kate. That's what matters. It's just a little...added bonus that we can use this TV station to stick it to Victor. No?

    Sami raises and eyebrow and smiles at EJ, the first smile EJ's seen from Sami in weeks. He smiles in kind.

    ---

    Percy stands at his table in his cabin, looking at Nick with a confused look on his face.

    PERCY: I...eh...Nicholas...

    Nick looks up from his laptop, a smile on his face.

    NICK: Yep?
    PERCY: What on Earth do you mean, surveillance? I...I barely know how to use a computer!
    NICK: Oh. It's nothing.

    Nick waves dismissively as he stands up from the dinner table, and reaches into his bag. He pulls out a small black plastic box and places it on the table with almost ceremonial care.

    NICK: This....is an external hard drive. You are going to collect as much data as you can on every...single...member of the Titan executive as you can.

    Nick pulls a set of papers out from his bag and hands them to Percy.

    NICK: These are the people you need to focus on. Study them carefully, their faces, their responsibilities.

    Percy flips through the pages before stopping Nick and looking at him quizzically.

    PERCY: I'm sorry, Nicholas but...what exactly is the meaning of this?

    Nick stops, looking Percy's way with a huge grin.

    NICK: Why, it's quite simple, Percy. Blackmail.

    ---

  10. beebs
    EPISODE 55
    Written by A. Washington-Beeby
    Story Consultants: ML Cooks & C. Nathaniel Richardson




    Anne storms into the airport waiting room, hankderchief tied over her head and sunglasses on to obscure her identity. She wheels her suitcase up to the front desk at the gate, where the flight attendant is typing away at her computer.

    ANNE: Excuse me. How long until we board?

    The flight attendant barely looks up from her computer, trying to hold in her exasperation.

    FLIGHT ATTENDANT: Another ten minutes, Ms. Hillman.

    Anne frowns under the glasses. Her giant sunglasses concealing most of the expression in her face.

    ANNE: Listen sweetheart. I was supposed to be out of this one-horse town on the 7:15 flight, and I got bumped. Now we're 15 minutes late boarding on THIS flight. I have places to be, and all your snarky attitude is doing is making me more angry that I had to be up at 4:30 in the morning to be here for this crap.
    FLIGHT ATTENDANT: Well, if you're tired, there's a coffee house just--
    ANNE: ...I HAVE JUST FINISHED MY FOURTH COFFEE. If I have another one, I may take down the plane from the water weight I'm putting on. So, let's just....move it along, yeah?
    FLIGHT ATTENDANT: That's nice. Seven minutes to boarding.

    Anne grimaces at the flight attendant, then sits down, frustrated by the flight attendant's lack of interest in her suffering.

    ---



    JJ drives Abigail to the airport. He's tired, and concerned and it shows on his face.

    JJ: You know, I just...I don't get why you have to be so secretive about this.
    ABBY: It's not being secretive. I just...I don't want to freak mom out over nothing. I mean...like...this is just a business trip. So what if I'm gone for a little while.
    JJ: A little while? Abs, you're gonna be gone for...months. Do you seriously think Mom's gonna just...accept that you took off without a goodbye or anything?
    ABBY: I had to. It...it's just...came up last minute and she knows I have to take this.
    JJ: So what, you're just gonna...call her from her hotel room and be all like "Oh hey, Mom. Remember that job offer I got? Yeah, I'm there now, L.O.L, won't be back until the spring! Thanks for dinner last night!"

    Abigail rolls her eyes and looks pensively out the window.

    ABBY: ...Something like that.
    JJ: I just...don't get it, Abs. Why are you in such a hurry to get out of here, anyway? I mean...Grandma Laura JUST came back to town and you're already...running off to California to work for the DiMeras?
    ABBY: (interrupting) JJ, Enough! Stop it! Okay, I don't expect you to understand what I'm going through right now, just...please...just drive me to the airport before we miss the plane.

    JJ bites his lip, sighs heavily, and after taking a moment to look at his sister, who is giving him a stern look, turns his eyes back to the road.

    ---

    Kate sashays into the Titan building, briefcase in one hand, scarcely paying attention to where she's walking, as she's on her cell phone. She appears displeased, a stern look on her face. She struggles to press the "up" button at the elevator.

    As she waits, she begins to speak.

    KATE: (into phone) Billie, I've been calling you for the past hour, this is my fourth message. Where the Hell are you? This is big, you need to call me immediately.

    Kate hangs up as the door opens. Stepping in, she sighs heavily, as she and the few others who've gathered round the door step on. As the doors close, Kate looks up to the ceiling, a worried look on her face.

    The doors close, the elevator bell chimes.

    ---

    The alarm clock on the bedside table goes off at the same tone as the elevator chime at Titan, startling Billie from a dead sleep. She sits bolt upright and quickly turns to stop the clock, but it isn't where it normally is. She looks around, realizing she isn't in her own bed.

    BILLIE: What the...?

    Billie looks over beside her as the person beside her stirs, emerging from under the covers to lethergically shut his alarm off.

    It's Daniel. Billie's eyes open wide with alarm.

    BILLIE: Oh god.

    Daniel, groggy, looks over through his squinted eyes at her, likely not even sure what's going on around him.

    ---

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

    ---

    Nick wakes up from a deep sleep. He stirs, groggy from the previous night's heavy drinking before the headache hits him. He winces and groans in pain.

    Opening his eyes a bit more, he sees Gabi, asleep beside him. He is at once shocked and pleased, a warm smile crosses his face, as he leans over to gently kiss her, as though she is Sleeping Beauty awaiting a kiss from her prince.

    Gabi is awoken by Nick's kiss and slowly opens one eye. Upon seeing Nick's face inches from hers, she bolts upright, hitting her head violently against Nick's.

    GABI: AHH!
    NICK: Dammit!

    They both fall back in pain and shock, each holding their respective throbbing heads. Gabi looks over to Nick, disoriented and angry.

    GABI: Dammit, Nick! What the Hell were you doing??

    Nick holds his head, wincing in pain, both from the hit to the head, and his quickly-mounting hangover.

    NICK: Ughh...I was...trying to kiss you good morning and...oh my...oh my God, Gabi. Can you, can you grab me my pills from the medicine cabinet? I....ugh, I don't feel so good.

    Gabi goes to get up, but quickly stops herself in her tracks before standing up. She doesn't turn around, she just freezes.

    GABI: Uh...I...I can't.
    NICK: What? No, seriously, they're just in the top...ugh...never mind, I'll get them myself.

    Nick gets up fast and stumbles into the bathroom. Gabi breathes a sigh of relief at not having to grab the pills herself. She looks over as Nick walks back in the room with a glass of water in one hand, and the supposed headache medication in the other. Gabi smiles slightly as Nick takes the pill, washing it down with water.

    NICK: You sure you're okay?
    GABI: Yeah...yeah, I'll be fine...look...uh....Nick, I...
    NICK: Gabi...before you say anything...obviously I was little bit...drunk last night....but...do you remember what happened between us? I mean...did we...?
    GABI: Did we what....have sex?
    NICK: I was gonna call it 'make love' but...did we?

    Gabi hesitates to answer, thinking over whether to lie to Nick or not.

    ---

    Billie lies in Daniel's bed. Her eyes wide open as she stares at the ceiling.

    BILLIE: We didn't...you know...do it, did we?

    Daniel lies beside her, looking at Billie, still a bit groggy.

    DANIEL: Last night? I don't think so.
    BILLIE: Okay, good. The last thing I remember...vaguely anyway, was Sonny Kiriakis telling us we had five minutes to finish our drinks before the club closed.
    DANIEL: Yyyyeah, you...didn't finish that drink.
    BILLIE: I didn't?
    DANIEL: Nope...my shirt did.

    Billie looks over to Daniel, a look of slight embarrassment and amusement across her face.

    BILLIE: Seriously? I'm...heh...I'm sorry. How did I...do I even wanna know?
    DANIEL: Probably not. You passed out mid-drink and....yeah. So I had to carry you home. I figured you wouldn't want to have to explain to your mom why I was at her door with her daughter over my shoulder like a caveman so...

    Billie's full out laughing now. Holding her face in her hands to hide from embarrassment.

    BILLIE: Oh no! (sighs) I'm...so sorry to do that.
    DANIEL: Don't worry. I just wanted to make sure you were okay through the night. You drank pretty heavily last night.

    Billie's expression sours a bit, recalling the events of the previous day and what's to come.

    BILLIE: Yeah. It's been a pretty intense week. I really appreciate you spending the night with me.
    DANIEL: It was great to spend the time with a lovely, charming young woman.
    BILLIE: Ahhhh, yes. That charm that seduces all the Roberts ladies.

    Daniel furrows his brow at Billie's comment.

    DANIEL: That bothers you, doesn't it?
    BILLIE: What does?
    DANIEL: That I've been with your mom and your daughter...
    BILLIE: ...And my brother's wife.

    Daniel sighs, turning to look up at the ceiling with Billie, who hasn't really stopped.

    DANIEL: Yep.
    BILLIE: I just have a hard time trusting men. I hear a few good things about you. I mean, Jennifer always told me a lot of good things whenever I'd speak to her, and...I just...you have such a history, and I....I don't really have the room to be hurt again, Daniel. I really don't.

    Daniel looks to Billie, and takes his hand to motion Billie's face gently to face his.

    DANIEL: Billie, I'm not looking to start a great, mad affair with you. I'm still having a hard time dealing with the fact that Jenn and I are over and done with now. So I don't want commitments, and I don't need to rush into things. Let's just...spend time together. Have fun. Smile, have a laugh. If something more comes of it, great! If not...
    BILLIE: Then no one's hurt.
    DANIEL: You got it.

    Daniel and Billie both smile at each other. Instead of leaning in for a kiss, Billie holds up her hand, pinky finger in the air.

    Daniel laughs, holding up his pinky finger and wraps it around hers, making a pact.

    ---

    At the Salem International Airport, An announcement is heard over the speakers, as Anne waits, impatiently as ever, at the terminal gate, flipping brusquely through a magazine.

    FLIGHT ATTENDANT: (over the speakers) Attention all passengers awaiting TSA flight 352 to Rome, we are now ready to board rows 1-12. If those seated in those rows would kindly line up at Gate 13, we will commence boarding, please have your boarding pass and ID ready.

    Before the flight attendant is even halfway done, Anne has scurried, carry-on in tow, into the line. She checks furiously around her to ensure no one recognizes her as she approaches the gate.

    After Anne's ID and boarding pass are inspected, she quickly scurries into the hallway leading the plane.

    ANNE: Goodbye, Salem. And good riddance.

    ---

    Kate steps off the elevator, and onto the floor where her office is located. She is nearly at her door when Victor approaches her from behind, a subdued jolly tone in his voice that one couldn't place as being genuine or not.

    VICTOR: Kate! Just the person I was looking for.

    Kate stops, turning around, an unimpressed look on her face.



    KATE: Victor! Just the person I wasn't.
    VICTOR: Now, now, Kate. This is a friendly visit. For once.

    Kate rolls her eyes and motions Victor to come in. Before closing the door behind them, Kate turns to her secretary.

    KATE: Bryce, hold my calls while Mr. Kiriakis is here.

    Kate closes the door to her office, then walks past Victor, not even looking him in the eye before sitting down behind her desk.

    KATE: Alright, Victor. Why the so-called friendly visit?
    VICTOR: Oh come on, Kate. No need to be so hostile. I've come to thank you.
    KATE: Thank me? For what?
    VICTOR: Call it advance gratitude for your vote to keep Titan TV in our hands today. It's ver--

    Kate sighs and looks away at Victor's obvious vote shopping. She holds up her hand to stop Victor mid-sentence.

    KATE: Victor, stop! Look, I don't think you realize what you're doing, but you need to stop putting pressure on us to keep the TV station.
    VICTOR: Kate, what on Earth are you talking about? I thought you were on board with this.
    KATE: I was...and then I started to think about the reprecussions of this.
    VICTOR: What reprecussions? You keeping your job?
    KATE: Ohhh no you don't. Do you not know the first thing about ethics, Victor?
    VICTOR: Ethics, shmethics! This is vital to our business!
    KATE: So using your failing TV station to blatantly act as a propoganda machine for your widely unpopular oil sands project, a move that puts you in a very obvious conflict of interest situation with at least three different government organizations, potentially leading to our corporation being bankrupted by fines alone, not to mention the billions of dollars in lost investment which will cripple the oil sands project before it even gets off the drawing board. I don't know Victor. Do YOU think it's so vital?

    Victor stands still, shooting daggers from his eyes at Kate.

    KATE: Because I'm not willing to go down with that ship. Plug the hole now or I'll be out of my office by sundown.

    ---

    Anne sits in her seat on the plane. Still in her disguise, she is antsy to get off the ground. She looks nervously out the window at the tarmac, before flagging down a passing flight attendant.

    FLIGHT ATTENDANT: Yes?
    ANNE: Hi, when are we going to be taking off?
    FLIGHT ATTENDANT: It won't be long now, we're just waiting on a couple more passengers to board first.
    ANNE: No, no, no, no, you see...you don't understand. I was meant to leave Salem earlier this morning on the earlier flight? But they instead gave my seat away and put me on this flight, and I am tired of waiting. So these latecomers, they can suck it because I need to get going, okay?
    FLIGHT ATTENDANT: Ma'am it won't be too much longer.

    Another flight attendant approaches Anne with the same professional overt sweetness.

    FLIGHT ATTENDANT 2: Excuse me, Ma'am. I hate to bother you but we were wondering if you would be to trade your seat for this flight.
    ANNE: For what?! Listen, for all the trouble I've had this morning, you're gonna keep me right here. I worked hard for this extra two inches of leg room, I'll have you know.
    FLIGHT ATTENDANT 2:: Well, ma'am, there is a pregnant lady in need of the extra leg room, so we were hoping to offer you a seat in our executive class as a thank you for your patience today.

    Anne's face changes quickly to a pleased expression.

    ANNE: Now THAT is more like it! Well, what are we waiting for, ladies? Let's get me upgraded!

    Anne grabs her things and makes a beeline for first class. As she puts her carry-on in the overhead bin, the pregnant lady is escorted onto the plane. Anne observes that she is not showing much, but is walking a bit delicately nonetheless. As the woman passes, they don't exchange glances, as Anne is turned away from the woman as Anne adjusts her seat.

    However, as the woman passes her, Anne catches a glimpse of her face from the side.

    It's Abby.

    ---

  11. beebs
    EPISODE 62
    Written by A. Washington-Beeby
    Story Consultants: ML Cooks & C. Nathaniel Richardson





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

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

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

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

    JOHN: I vote...'nay'.

    Victor immediately slams his fist on the table in anger.

    VICTOR: Damn it, John!

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

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

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

    VICTOR: You will regret this, John.
    JOHN: Are you kidding, Vic? I just did you one big favour. You oughta thank me.

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

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

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

    ---



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

    HOPE: Hurry, hurry, hurry, I need to go to the bathroom.
    NICK: (laughing) Okay, okay! Go! It's right there.
    HOPE: Thank yooou!

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

    HOPE: Of course.

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

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



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

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

    NICOLE: ...you.

    ---

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

    ---



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

    MARLENA: Oh, Eric. Caroline! I'm so sorry I'm late. I had one hell of a morning.
    ERIC: It's alright, Mom. It's good to see you.

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

    CAROLINE: Marlena, don't worry about it. We handled things just fine on this end.
    MARLENA: Well, that's good to hear. Listen, Caroline, I know this isn't really the time or place, but I need to have a talk with you later on about Roman.

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

    CAROLINE: Roman? Is something wrong?
    ERIC: Is dad okay? What's...?

    Marlena waves her hand to stop them.

    MARLENA: No, no. It's not...urgent. He's fine. Whenever you have the time, I just have...something to discuss with you.
    CAROLINE: Sure. Stop by the pub later?

    Marlena gives Caroline a reassuring smile.

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

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

    MARLENA: Oh, Eric, stop worrying. Your father's just fine.
    ERIC: Why don't I believe you?
    MARLENA: (sighs) Eric, your father and I just had a rather...intense discussion last night. It's nothing to be worried about.

    Eric looks at Marlena, unconvinced, but nods.

    ERIC: Okay. I'll let it go. But if something's going on with Dad--
    MARLENA: ...I will let you know immediately.

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

    ERIC: Thanks, Mom.
    MARLENA: Now, let's get this together. How can I help?
    ERIC: Well, you can start by grabbing that folding table over in the corner with me...



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

    ---

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

    NICOLE: Hope?
    HOPE: Nicole?

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

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

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

    NICOLE: I mean, where does Ciara sleep? In the bathtub?
    HOPE: NICOLE! Enough. What do you want?
    NICOLE: To talk to Nick, obviously.
    HOPE: Nick stepped out for a minute, I was just here to go to the bathroom for a moment before we head out to lunch. Nick had something to drop off, you see, so...we're kind of in a hurry.
    NICOLE: Right, well...what I need to ask him won't take long so...
    HOPE: So, you can ask him later. Goodbye, Nicole.

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

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

    Hope looks at Nick incredulously.

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

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

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

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

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

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

    NICK: SO! Good news!

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

    NICOLE: It better be. I'm still thisclose to being fired for that stunt you pulled at the last press conference.
    NICK: Clear that from your mind forever, Nicole. I, Nick Fallon, have delivered for you.

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

    NICK: Observe.

    Nicole grabs the iPad, and reads the headline.

    BREAKING: TITAN TV TO BE SOLD TO PRIVATE INVESTOR

    Her eyes bulge out as she processes the news.

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

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

    NICOLE: I....

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

    NICOLE: I...yeah.
    NICK: Give me about an hour?
    NICOLE: ...Sure.
    NICK: K, BYE!

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

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

    ---

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

    KATE: I don't know how I was ever married to such a savage.
    VICTOR: Neither do I.
    KATE: The nerve. I just had this cleaned too, and now your greasy little hands are all over it. Vile.
    VICTOR: Maybe if you focused less on fashions and more on business we wouldn't have this problem.

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

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

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

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

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

    ---
  12. beebs
    EPISODE 171
    Written by A. Washington-Beeby
    Story Consultant: C. Nathaniel Richardson & Nick Monarco
     
     
    Nick and Gabi step through the door to Gabi's room in the Kiriakis Mansion, lugging their suitcases behind them. Nick steps in to help a struggling Gabi. At first, she resists him, but remembers she needs to keep up the charade.
     
    NICK: Let me help you.
     
    After a moment of the two of them almost suspended in time, Gabi stares into Nick's eyes, and slowly, nervously smiles, loosening her grip on the bag. Nick smiles back and puts the luggage down by the bed. Gabi stands back, smiling awkwardly at Nick.
     
    GABI: Thank you for...agreeing to let me have a separate room.
    NICK: Gabi, I just want you to be comfortable. Whatever that takes.
    GABI: I know...and I promise it won't be forever, but...you know...on the bright side, you'll actually have closet space this way?
     
    Nick chuckles at Gabi, taking her hands in his.
     
    NICK: In fairness, every closet space is my closet space now. The house  DOES belong to me. Isn't that fantastic?
     
    Nick pulls Gabi into a tight hug, from which Gabi tries to hide her discomfort. After Nick lets go, Gabi smiles at a beaming Nick.
     
    GABI: Yeah! Yeah, it is. 
     
    Nick notices Gabi's less-than-enthusiastic response, and crooks his neck to look closer at Gabi.
     
    NICK: Gabi, I'm not totally convinced you're excited about this.
    GABI: Oh, don't get me wrong. I'm...thrilled about this. But what I'm not thrilled about is having to explain this to Will and Sonny.
     
    Nick takes Gabi in his arms, and holds her, as Gabi looks over his shoulder, uncomfortably.
     
    NICK: You'll find a way. I'll be there for you when you do.
     
    ---
     
     
    Eric sits outside the café at Horton Town Square, as Marlena walks over to him. Eric looks up, spotting Marlena.
     
    ERIC: Mom.
    MARLENA: Eric. Mind if I sit down?
    ERIC: Go ahead.
     
    Marlena sits down, as Eric sets down his coffee.
     
    MARLENA: Eric, I...I know we're good, but...I wanted to apologize for my reaction to your marrying Nicole.
    ERIC: I appreciate that. And I know you have your misgivings, but...I know you're just looking out for me. 
    MARLENA: I am. I just want you to be careful. But I also recognize I shouldn't have tried to ruin your day...and I also understand why you didn't want to tell anyone about your getting married. It's not as though we would've been particularly...receptive.
    ERIC: No, but...I should've been an adult about it, and come to you and dad, regardless.
     
    Marlena smiles at Eric warmly.
     
    MARLENA: Speaking of your father...I ah...I spoke to Valerie again today.
    ERIC: Oh?
    MARLENA: She ummm...she suspects that your father has some form of early onset dementia. 
    ERIC: Well, the signs pointed to it, I'm not completely shocked. Disappointed, of course.
     
    Marlena nods, her smile fading. She sighs before she musters the courage to continue.
     
    MARLENA: Naturally. She did...suggest that my asking for a DNA test of you and Sami wasn't so out of line after all.
    ERIC: What do you mean?
    MARLENA: Well...Valerie thinks that we should find out if you carry the same gene that caused Roman's dementia, so that we can prevent it from affecting you and Sami. We'd also need to test Carrie, Rex and Cassie, of course.
    ERIC: Right. So...you're asking me if I'll be willing to do the DNA test, at the risk that it may reveal that the man we've been calling 'Dad' all these years....isn't even our father?
     
    Marlena looks awkwardly at Eric, knowing her real reason for wanting the test is clear.
     
    ---
     
     
    In the bowels of the DiMera compound in Italy, a light creeps into an otherwise blackened room from an opening door, revealing the rows of dimly lit prison cells. Bo steps inside, in awe, Steve following closely behind him.
     
    STEVE: Check it out, partner!
     
    Bo looks around in awe, as the dimly lit room lights up as Steve lights a gas lantern sitting on a nearby table.
     
    BO: What the...what is this place?
    STEVE: DiMera's dungeon, from the looks of it. Mostly empty, too. Except for one thing.
     
    Steve points to the largest cell. 
     
    BO: Stefano's new Pawn
     
    Bo strains to see, as he takes the lantern and walks slowly over to the cell, seeing a man crouched in the corner. Bo looks over at Steve, unsure who the man is.
     
    BO: We got a key in here? 
    STEVE: Nah, man, I couldn't find one.
    BO: Dammit.
     
    Bo walks over, as close as he can to the man in the corner, trying not to startle him. 
     
    Reaching through the bars of the cell, he touches the man. The man flinches wildly at first, before both he and Bo realize who the other is.
     
    Bo looks on, completely stunned, as Steve looks on, thrilled.
     
    BO: Oh my God...
     
    As Bo's about to say the prisoner's name, Bo and Steve are hit by bottles being smashed over their heads from behind.
     
    Bo and Steve drop to the ground, unconscious.
     
    ---
     
     
    ---
     

    At the curbside of the rural road just outside Salem, Sheryl finishes lugging Crystal's dead body into the back of her SUV. Having hastily wrapped Crystal's head with her scrubs to avoid bleeding out all over the backseat of the SUV, Sheryl slams the back of the SUV shut, making sure to check around to ensure no one is around.
     
    She slowly makes her way to the drivers' side door, and gets in. Before taking off, she plugs her phone into the SUV's audio system, and calls Jerome.
     
    The phone rings and rings, frustrating Sheryl.
     
    SHERYL: Come on....come on, dammit, Jerome. Pick up!
     
    Finally, Jerome's voice is head over the loudspeaker. But it's his voice mail.
     
    JEROME: (via stereo) Hi, you've reached Jerome Grant, I'm not available to--
    SHERYL: Dammit!
     
    Hanging up the phone, she hears the sound of Crystal's phone from her purse. Noticing it's Kim again, Sheryl switches out the phones quickly, before answering in a thick (fake) southern drawl.
     
    SHERYL: (into phone) Ms. Brady! Haiii!
    KIM: (via phone) Hi, Crystal! I ah...I just was curious to know when you'd be coming to pick the key up and sign the sublease.
    SHERYL:  (into phone) Oh, Ms. Brady, I'm so sorry I haven't been able to come by sooner. I'm in my truck now, I'ma be right over.
     
    Sheryl adjusts her rear-view mirror, checking to be absolutely sure Crystal isn't waking up again.
     
    SHERYL: (into phone) I just gotta drop somethin' off real quick, okay?
    KIM: (via phone) Sounds great. Alright, I'll meet you at the building in about an hour?
    SHERYL: (into phone) Sounds perfect! I'll be right there!
     
    The beep notifies Sheryl of the end of the call, and Sheryl relaxes somewhat, leaning back in her seat. 
     
    Looking around her, Sheryl takes a minute to breathe before she turns the car on.
     
    SHERYL: Just gotta take some trash out first, Ms. Brady.
     
    Sheryl checks the rear-view mirror, before pulling away from the curbside.
     
    ---
     

    Nick walks into the Kiriakis living room, finding Noelle sitting on the couch, reading. Nick walks in, casually.
     
    NICK: Workin' hard, I see.
     
    Noelle looks up from her book momentarily, before looking back down at it, disinterested in Nick's presence.
     
    NOELLE: Not like I have much else to do during the day.
    NICK: Ahhh, to live the life of a bourgeois housewife.
    NOELLE: I'm sure Gabi will find that out soon enough. I assume that's where you've been this whole time?
     
    Nick saunters over to the bar area, pouring himself a drink as he speaks to Noelle.
     
    NICK: Yeah, there. Made a detour to the hospital to check in on our old pal, Victor.
     
    Noelle looks up from her book, suddenly interested.
     
    NOELLE: You did?
     
    Nick turns back toward Noelle, a glowing smile on his face as he takes a sip from his drink.
     
    NICK: Yeah! I had to do a bit of gloating. It's not like he was awake to hear any of it.
     
    Noelle drops her book to one side, a look of horror washing over her face as she gets up from the couch.
     
    NOELLE: Nick...Nick, have you checked your phone recently?
     
    Nick looks back, bemused.
     
    NICK: What do you mean?
    NOELLE: Anjelica texted you last night to warn you that Victor's out of his coma.
    NICK: I didn't get any text--
    NOELLE: WHAT DID YOU TELL HIM?!
     
    Noelle appears panicked, as Nick looks on, also horrified by what he's just done.
     
    ---
     
    Gabi creeks open the door to Nick's bedroom, checking behind her to make sure no one spots her walking into the barely-unpacked room.
     
    Gently closing the door behind her, she steps further into the room, and gives a cursory look around the room.
     
    GABI: Alright, Nick. Where would you hide those pictures of us dumping your sorry ass in the river?
     
    ---
     
    Marlena sits across from Eric at the table outside the café. She looks seriously at her son.
     
    MARLENA: Well...it's something we would have to deal with. Are you...emotionally ready for that possibility?
    ERIC: Honestly? I don't know. I think, given the circumstances, though...Sami is the one you really need to worry about. 
     
    Marlena looks down at the table, gently nodding in agreement.
     
    MARLENA: I think you're right. The problems she's dealing with between her and EJ are a lot right now. She seems strong, but I can tell she's under a tremendous strain.
    ERIC: So can I. The trouble is, I agree with you, I think it's important that we find out whether or not we carry that gene, so we can be prepared for the worst if we also carry it. Especially since it's now Dad AND Grandma that have had that diagnosis.
    MARLENA: That's what concerns me most. (sigh) Honestly, I do wish Kim would reconsider having the test done herself. 
    ERIC: Let's not get ahead of ourselves. I ah....(sigh) Look, I'll take the DNA test first. If something comes up on the test that we should worry about, then we can tell the others. And, heaven forbid, this man turns out not to be Dad...well...we can revisit that.
     
    Marlena looks at Eric, a faint smile on her face.
     
    MARLENA: So...you'll do it?
    ERIC: I will.
     
    Marlena lets out a huge sigh of relief, almost tearing up as she smiles widely at her son's decision. Eric smiles back, more faintly, unsure if he's making the right choice or not.
     
     ---
     
    Bo and Steve lie on the ground of the Pawn 2.0's cell, unconscious from a bottle each to the head, as someone steps toward them, gently kicking them to ensure they're knocked out.
     

    It's Stefano.
     
    Stefano laughs maniacally at his two uninvited guests, as his henchmen pick Steve and Bo up, and cart them out of the cell.
     
    ---
  13. beebs
    EPISODE 60
    Written by A. Washington-Beeby
    Story Consultants: ML Cooks & C. Nathaniel Richardson  
     

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

    Hope knocks on the door of the MadWorld lab, seeing Nick closing up his briefcase. Nick, hearing the knock, looks up and smiles, seeing his cousin.
     
    NICK: Hope! What a great surprise. How are you?
     
    Nick walks over and gives Hope a big hug.
     
    HOPE: Good to see you. Got time for lunch?
    NICK: You know, I was just about to head out for lunch. I just gotta stop off at my place quickly for a sec, do you mind tagging along?
    HOPE: No, no. No problem at all.
    NICK: Great. Uh...give me one sec. I just gotta run to the bathroom and we can go, okay?
    HOPE: Sure! I'll just wait here.
    NICK: Awesome.
     
    Nick steps out of the lab, leading Hope to immediately begin casually snooping around. A bottle on one of the shelves catches Hope's eye, and she reaches up to grab it.
     
    ---
     

    Will steps into his living room, where Sonny is prepping lunch. Will smiles as he walks over to his fiancee and kisses him quickly on the lips.
     
    SONNY: Hey. How's Ari?
    WILL: Oh, I just laid her down to sleep, so she'll be out for awhile.Gabi's gone to run some errands. Which is perfect because I need to share some news with you.
    SONNY: Oh?
    WILL: Yeah...well...you know how your uncle Vic is involved in this whole...EnerNext business?
     
    Sonny looks at Will with an almost suspect look in his eyes, trying to figure out where he's going with this.
     
    SONNY: Yes. And you also know how I feel about that project.
    WILL: Well, that's it. I know you're dead set against it because of the environmental damage and the pollution it could cause--
    SONNY: ...Will cause, Will. Not to mention, don't you think it's really convenient that they're planning to do all this fracking right near the poorest section of Salem?
    WILL: I know, but...you know, this could be good for people in those areas too, no? I mean...the jobs that that could create--
    SONNY: ...Will. They will be spending all that money in health care. The pollution...Salem would be completely inhospitable if they go ahead with this fracking operation.
    WILL: Oh come on. Lots of places do this, and they're just fine.
     
    Sonny pauses and looks at Will with confusion.
     
    SONNY: Will, why are you so defensive of Uncle Vic's fracking project. What's going on?
     
    ---
     
     
    ---
     
    Hope grabs a pill bottle from the shelf and opens it.
     
    HOPE: Empty.
     
    Hope puts it back on the shelf, not sure if she should be thrilled or disappointed. She keeps looking before hearing the door swing open, and Hope jumps back into an awkward waiting pose as Nick walks in.
     
    NICK: Ready?
    HOPE: Yeah! Let's go!
     
    Hope looks back into the lab, trying to think of any other place Nick could have hid any pills before they walk out, and Nick closes the door.
     
    ---
     
    Will stumbles over his words, trying to formulate the best way to tell Sonny the truth. Sonny pours himself a glass of juice and takes a drink as Will explains himself.
     
    WILL: Well...see, I ran into Aunt Maggie yesterday, right?
    SONNY: (through his drink) Mmhmm.
    WILL: And, well, I had written an article that I'd had published on a blog. I showed you that article, yeah?
     
    Sonny nods as he sits down on the sofa next to Will.
     
    SONNY: Yeah, I know which one. That was a really good article.
     
    Will smiles, still flattered by his husband's praise, even if it's almost expected of Sonny.
     
    WILL: Thank you. Well, Aunt Maggie liked it too, and the next thing I know, I get this call from this man, Tyler Houston.
     
    Sonny's expression changes immediately when Sonny hears the name. Will pulls out the contract Tyler handed him from his bag and shows it to Sonny.
     
    SONNY: Oh no, not...
    WILL: And...Sonny, he liked my work so much that...offered me a job. A good job, I'd be the one writing all public relations releases for EnerNext.
    SONNY: Oh no, NO way.
     
    Will is taken aback by Sonny's visceral refusal.
     
    ---
     

    Victor opens the doors to the board room to find a room filled with executives from various divisions of the corporation, including Kate, Billie, Lucas, and Justin. Tyler walks in alongside Victor, and the two prepare to sit down at the head of the table.
     
    VICTOR: Good afternoon, everyone. I trust we will be able to settle this with some expediency, as my grandson's so-called memorial service will be held later this afternoon. 
     
    Kate looks over to Lucas, hiding her mouth with her one hand as she whipsers to him.
     
    KATE: Poor old fool still thinks there's a chance that boy's alive.
    LUCAS: Well, he's right. There's no body.
    KATE: That means nothing, it's all just an attempt to keep the votes in his favour and you know it.
     
    Victor continues to speak, grabbing an envelope from Tyler as he continues his announcement to the room.
     
    VICTOR: Now on that note, as we have no actual confirmation of Brady's untimely demise, I move to have his place on the board retained until such time as there is an official death certificate issued by the coroner's office.
    BILLIE: Well, Victor, that could take months!
    VICTOR: I'm well aware of that. I'm not jumping the gun on this. Brady is family, and I'm not giving up on him, unlike some of his so-called friends in this damn town. So on that note, and in the absence of his father, I will act as Brady's proxy on today's vote.
     
    Kate rolls her eyes and looks to Lucas again.
     
    KATE: Told you.
    LUCAS: But will that give him enough votes to win?
    KATE: Not sure, there's a couple wild cards. But I will say this, if Victor does get his way, start looking for a new job. Fast.
     
    Victor opens his briefcase, pulling out paper packages which he begins handing out to the members of the board gathered around the table. Once the paperwork is handed out, Victor continues.
     
    VICTOR: Now, the matter at hand today is a motion put forth by one of our board members, one that I am fundamentally opposed to, I might add. It is, as a costcutting matter, whether or not to shed our television operations. I need not explain to you the service our TV station will provide us in the fight against the loopy treehuggers who want to shut EnerNext down. If we shut down the TV station and sell it off, sure it will save us some money. However, if we don't get this fracking operation on the right side of public opinion, this company will be in very real danger of brankruptcy, and we can't let that happen.
     
    Tyler steps in at this point, continuing Victor's statement.
     
    TYLER: Now, I would like to have the board member who put forth the motion to have their say. Justin?
     
    Justin Kiriakis stands, buttoning his suit jacket button as he begins. He begins with a bit of trepidation, but picks up steam quickly, as his lawyer instincts kick in.
     
    JUSTIN: Ahh yes. Thank you, Tyler. Now, as I am legal counsel for Titan, and, by extension, EnerNext, I have brought forth this motion to prevent any possible...concerns we may have down the road, particularly with regards to any potential anti-trust lawsuits, as well as a particularly glaring conflict of interest between Titan TV and its reporting on the EnerNext deal. 
     
    Kate leans over once again, to Billie this time, and whispers her rolling commentary yet again.
     
    KATE: Uh oh. Dear old Uncle Vic's gonna have some choice words for little Justin.
     
    Billie looks at her mom with a smile, trying not to laugh.
     
    BILLIE: (whispering) Mom, stop!
    KATE: (whispering) Well, it's true! If I'd done something like this, Victor would've had me hung.
     
    Justin tries to ignore Kate and Billie, barely giving the faintest of eye rolls as he continues to make his case to the board.
     
    JUSTIN: While I am fully in support of the EnerNext proposal, I...do think we would be better off long term avoiding possible FCC fines, that could be in the region of tens of millions of dollars, if not more. The revenue from the EnerNext deal may not be enough to offset the potential disastrous effects of the FCC fines, and we may end up in an even worse situation than we're in already. Thank you.
     
    The board members flip contientiously through the handouts provided, and there is a bit of a pause between the end of Justin's speech and when Victor rises back up from his seat at the head of the board room table to finish up.
     
    VICTOR: Thank you, Justin. Now, with that, I would like to quickly ask if there are any concerns or questions from the board before we vote.
     
    Victor takes a quick pause, looking around the room, as do all the other board members, eager to see what the others in the room have to say. When no one speaks up, Victor continues.
     
    VICTOR: Very well. In that case. We will commence voting. If in favour of retaining Titan TV, vote Aye. If you're in favour of divestment, vote nay. Tyler Houston.
    TYLER: Aye.
    VICTOR: Nelson Hamilton.
    NELSON: Aye.
    VICTOR: Justin Kiriakis.
    JUSTIN: Nay.
     
    Victor looks at his nephew with a look of disappointment, as the vote continues to the next board member.
     
    VICTOR: Michael Browning.
    MICHAEL: Aye.
    VICTOR: Billie Reed.
     
    Billie breathes in deeply before responding.
     
    BILLIE: Nay.
     
    Victor's expression changes immediately, as he looks Billie's way, shooting daggers from his eyes. He continues the voting, with a much more bitter tone in his voice.
     
    VICTOR: Lucas Horton.
     
    Lucas responds, never taking his eyes off his mother.
     
    LUCAS: Nay.
     
    Victor looks at Lucas and Kate, noticing the communication happening between them just with their eyes. Lucas almost mouths to his mother.
     
    LUCAS: I hope you know what you're doing.
     
    Kate nods her response to Lucas, before the inevitable. Victor almost spits out Kate's name.
     
    VICTOR: Kate Roberts.
     
    Kate turns her glare the way of Victor, and, staring him down as if facing the devil himself, responds cooly.
     
    KATE: Nay.
     
    Victor holds his stareat Kate for a moment before looking back out to the board room before him.
     
    VICTOR: Victor Kiriakis. Yay. And naturally, as John nor Brady is present, I will be voting for Brady by proxy, and I--
     
    The moment these words escape Victor's lips, the board's attention is pulled away suddenly by the board room doors opening. Victor and Tyler quickly turn around, shocked by the abrupt noise behind them.
     

    Before them, John stands in the now-open doorway, nodding his greeting to the room, with a cool confidence.
     
    JOHN: Sorry, I'm late, everyone.
     
    Victor looks at John with a stoic look, but dread lingers behind his eyes.
     
    ---
     
  14. beebs
    EPISODE 47
    Written by A. Washington-Beeby
    Story Consultants: ML Cooks & C. Nathaniel Richardson


    Billie sits at her desk at MadWorld, when a call comes in for her. After a second, Billie picks up.

    BILLIE (into phone): Yes, Paul? Excellent, send him in.

    A moment later, Paul, her secretary, ushers Roman Brady into her office. A smile is on his face.

    ROMAN: Billie! I got some news for you. And I think you will be really happy with the results.

    Billie smiles widely, itching to hear the news.

    ---

    Marlena knocks frantically on Kim's door. After knocking for a bit, Kim opens the door, confused by the frantic knock.

    KIM: Marlena! What's going on? I was just about to head o--
    MARLENA: Oh Kim, I'm glad I found you.

    Marlena reaches for Kim's arm, the panic evident in her movements, which puts Kim on edge.

    KIM: Marlena! What's wrong, did something happen?

    Marlena stops herself, she lets go of Kim's arm and centres herself for a moment.

    MARLENA: Yes. I...I need you to come to the hospital with me. There's been an accident.

    Kim gasps quietly. She steps back into her apartment to grab her purse. She's prepared, almost as though she knew it was coming.

    KIM: It's Theresa, isn't it?

    Marlena nods as Kim hastily locks her apartment door. Kim presses the button on the elevator repeatedly, as though that would make it come faster.

    KIM: Oh God, let's go. Did you drive here?
    MARLENA: Yes, I'll meet you there.

    As they step in, Kim looks to Marlena.

    KIM: I'm almost afraid to ask...but...(sigh) What happened?

    Marlena looks to Kim empathetically as the doors close.

    ---

    Abigail is sitting at her desk at Countess W. She's trying to focus on her work, but all she can focus on is the letter from the hospital, saying she's pregnant. She tries in vain to refocus, but can't seem to see anything but the letter, though she continues to type.

    The word "pregnant" appears on her computer monitor, the result of her mistyping. She hits backspace, but the computer freezes and won't erase the word immediately. She jams on the key repreatedly in frustration, before slouching back in her chair.

    ABBY: What am I gonna do?

    Abby sits bolt upright as a voice calls out to her from the doorway of her office.

    EJ: About what, exactly?

    Abby hestitates to come up with an answer, looking like a deer caught in the headlights by EJ's question.

    ---

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

    ---

    Roman hands Billie the report he ran up on the flash drive.

    ROMAN: Turns out that not only was that used to connect to a device within Titan, but it also has some familiar fingerprints on it.

    Billie reads over the letter, a smile slowly building on her face.

    BILLIE: Sheryl Connors.
    ROMAN: You betcha.
    BILLIE: So we have what we need to nail her now, right?
    ROMAN: Not exactly.

    Billie's face drops at Roman's admission.

    BILLIE: What do you mean? You have the proverbial smoking gun in your hands. What's the problem?
    ROMAN: It's not enough, Billie. All this proves is that Sheryl had a flash drive in a computer inside an office she wasn't supposed to be in. The problem is that that drive had no contents, and no accessible files. Even for our techs.
    BILLIE: So we're back to square one.
    ROMAN: Not exactly. This is just the start. I think we'll be able to get them now, just need to wait just a little longer.

    Billie smiles at Roman, hoping he's onto something.

    ---

    Hope steps off the elevator at Titan, and as she steps off, sees Nick pass her by. She taps him on the shoulder, and waves as he looks over to her.

    NICK: Hope! Hey! How are you?

    Hope leans in for a hug, she smiles for a second, the first time since finding out about Brady's accident. As they separate from their hug, Hope's demeanour returns to a sombre state. Nick notices immediately.

    HOPE: I'm...alright.
    NICK: I kinda don't believe you.
    HOPE: Well...it's...I have some bad news I have to pass on to Victor and Maggie.
    NICK: Oh? Maggie's here?
    HOPE: Yeah! It's...(sigh) It's about Brady and Theresa. They...were in a pretty serious car accident and...

    Hope struggles to finish her thought and Nick puts a hand on her shoulder.

    NICK: Are they alright?

    Hope starts to tear up a bit. She shakes her head.

    HOPE: No. Theresa's in for surgery at the hospital and Brady...they...we can't find him.
    NICK: Wait, what?
    HOPE: Just...I'll explain later. Okay?
    NICK: Yeah, sure.

    Hope queezes Nick's hand before walking away, headed for Victor's office. Nick remains stoic until Hope is out of sight, then smirks and pulls out his trusty tablet.

    He sends Nicole, Jordan and Sheryl a message.

    I think we just hit the jackpot, folks

    NICK: Sorry, Vic. But it looks like your bad news is gonna be even worse after the Titan TV vote. Especially now.

    ---

    Kim and Marlena step off the elevator at University Hospital. Both are hurried and head directly for Kayla, who is standing at the Nurses' station.

    MARLENA: Kayla! Have you heard anything?
    KIM: How did the surgery go?

    Kayla stays collected, but stoic, as she looks into her sister's pleading eyes.

    KAYLA: We don't know much right now. All I can say is that Daniel's in there right now, finishing up the operation. She seems to be hanging on but...there could be severe brain trauma. She may be in a coma for a very long time.
    KIM: My God. My baby!

    Kayla steps away from the Nurses' station and gives Kim a big hug. The sisters stay locked in an extended embrace, as Marlena looks over to see Sami emerge from the opposite hallway. Sami sees Marlena with Kim and Kayla and heads over immediately, her face heavy with concern.

    SAMI: Aunt Kim, Aunt Kayla....Mom...Why...what's going on?
    KAYLA: Uh...Sami...there's been an accident.
    SAMI: What? What happened?
    KAYLA: Theresa and Brady. They drove off an embankment and into the river--
    SAMI: Oh my God. How are they, what...how...?
    MARLENA: Sami, you just came from your appointment with Laura, just...go home and rest, I'll let you know what's going on as soon as I know, okay?
    SAMI: No way. I'm gonna stay right here. I'll let EJ know I'm cancelling my appointments for the day, and just...I need to be here for Brady.

    Marlena puts a hand on Sami's shoulder and looks intensely at her. She leans in and tells her quietly.

    MARLENA: Honey, Brady's not here. They...they can't find a body, the car's submerged in the river but...
    SAMI: Well that means he escaped, right?
    MARLENA: They said that, under the circumstances and the speed he was travelling, the chances are very low that he survived.

    Sami takes a step back, unable to soak in the information. She chokes back a bit, looking away from her mom.

    SAMI: I...I can't believe this.

    Marlena leans over and gives Sami a sustained hug, as Sami holds her mom tightly for comfort. Kim and Kayla look on, Kim holding her sister tightly, a saddened look in her eyes.

    ---

    Abby smiles cautiously at EJ.

    ABBY: Oh...uh...this...report. I...I can't figure out how to finish it up is all.

    EJ steps casually into Abigail's office.

    EJ: Well, I suggest taking a bit of a break and concentrating on yourself. You seem overworked.

    Abigail rolls her eyes at this dismissively, turning off her computer monitor.

    ABBY: EJ, I'm fine. I've just been under some pressure and learning a new job. It's not a big deal.
    EJ: Yes, well, I worry about you, you know.
    ABBY: Well, stop doing that. Focus on Sami. She needs you right now.
    EJ: Abigail, you're my employee, I have every right to be concerned about your well-being. Particualrly when it affects your work.
    ABBY: Well, don't, EJ. I will be fine. And technically, I'm working for Sami. You and I are done. Finished. I'm not risking any repeats, especially not here.
    EJ: I didn't mean that.

    EJ walks towards Abigail's desk and leans on it, staring her down intently.

    EJ: Abigail. What is wrong?

    ---

    Anne Milbauer steps onto the elevator at her apartment building, fuming from her earlier confrontation with EJ. She presses the button to her floor, then presses the close button repeatedly. The door closes and slowly ascends.

    2nd floor.

    3rd floor.

    ...

    The elevator stops, never reaching the 4th floor (Anne's floor). The lights dim in the elevator, throwing Anne off.

    The emergency light comes on, noting a power outage in the elevator. Anne presses the 4th floor button again repeatedly, hoping to jump start the elevator's movement. Her efforts are in vain.

    Suddenly a voice comes on through the speakers on the elevator. Instead of an emergency call, the sound the local news radio feed blares through the speakers.

    RADIO: ...local news, Titan CEO Brady Black was involved in a single-vehicle accident today on the north side of the city. Mr. Black's car careened off the edge of an embankment alongside the Salem River, and crashed into the river, where his body has yet to be recovered. His passenger, Theresa Donovan, is in a coma tonight at Salem University Hospital.

    The news of Theresa's accident stuns as causes Anne to panic. She screams out.

    ANNE: HELP! Get me out of here! HELP!

    After no one comes after a second or responds, she is overcome with a sense of dread.

    ANNE: EJ set this all up. He had Theresa run off the road. My God. And now he's after me.

    ---

  15. beebs
    EPISODE 75
    Written by A. Washington-Beeby
    Story Consultants: ML Cooks & C. Nathaniel Richardson
    Sami stands in the DiMera living room, her arm being firmly grasped by Nick, who's attempting to stare her down. Sami glares back, determined with every fibre of her being not to allow him to.
     
    SAMI: Nick. Let go of my arm.
    NICK: Will you at least hear me out.
     
    Sami finally wavers, looking down at where Nick's grasping her arm. She sighs in defeat.
     
    SAMI: Sure.
     
    Nick releases Sami as she forcefully breaks away from him simultaneously. She steps back away from Nick as she looks back toward him, while holding her arm where Nick held it.
     
    SAMI: Who knew such a skinny little rat had such a strong grip. Ow.
    NICK: I'll take it as a compliment.
     
    Sami snaps, cutting Nick off before he can continue his 'witty' banter.
     
    SAMI: Just what do you want, Nick?
     
    Nick ensures the doors to the living room are shut and saunters ever-so-slowly over to the sofa. He casually sits down and looks at Sami.
     
    NICK: We had an agreement, did we not?
    SAMI: What do you mean? I've done everything you've asked of me.
    NICK: Except...neither you, nor Kate have offered Gabi that modelling job I requested you to give her.
     
    Sami rolls her eyes at Nick's persistent request.
     
    ---
     
     
    At the board room at University Hospital, the crowd of staff are aghast at Dr. Kayla Brady's revelation that she will be quitting her position as Chief of Staff.
     
    MAXINE: Dr. Brady, how soon are you leaving us?
    KAYLA: Today will be my last day.
     
    The crowd is even more shocked by this turn of events. Kayla immediately tries to cool down the crowd, talking over each other in shock and dismay.
     
    KAYLA: Everybody! Calm down! It's...not a big deal, I swear!
    MARLENA: Kayla, what's wrong? Why are you leaving?
     
    Kayla tries to hold back, recalling John's request that she tell nobody of her plans. She inhales deeply as she answers Marlena.
     
    KAYLA: I...have a bit of a...personal trip I'm going to need to take. I'll be in Africa for the forseeable future with Joey and Steve.
    MAXINE: Well we, at the hospital, are gonna miss you, Kayla. And I am gonna throw you one hell of a going-away party.
     
    The crowd cheers Maxine's plan on as Kayla stands awkwardly, again trying to silence the crowd.
     
    KAYLA: I'm...I'm sorry to disappoint anyone...but I will be leaving tonight. There won't be time for a goodbye party. However...
     
    Kayla has to take a moment over the sound of disappointment from the staff. She holds her hands up once again to try to calm the crowd.
     
    KAYLA: However...I do have some great news, especially for those of us who have been at University Hospital for a long time. I'd like to welcome our new chief of staff. An old friend of ours with an extensive resume here and in Europe. It's my honour to welcome back to Salem, and to University Hospital...Dr. Valerie Grant.
     

    The door to the board room opens as the group filling the room turn to see Valerie standing in the doorway. Applause slowly builds in the room as Valerie steps in, smiling widely as she looks around the room.
     
    ---
    ---
     

    Rafe and Jordan lie in bed together at Rafe's, cuddled naked together comfortably in their sleep. Rafe begins to stir from his sleep, which rouses Jordan. She turns to face Rafe, who puts his arm around her, as they gently kiss good morning.
     
    RAFE: Well if there was a better way to wake up, I sure don't know about it.
     
    Jordan giggles as she quickly kisses Rafe again, never taking her smiling eyes off his.
     
    JORDAN: I could get used to this being every morning.
    RAFE: Mmm...I like the sound of that.
     
    As they roll over again, Rafe now on top of Jordan under the sheets as they begin to kiss more intensely, their eyes shut as Jordan wraps her arms around Rafe's neck, pulling him in closely to her.
     
    This would be when Jordan's cell phone begins ringing, prompting Rafe and Jordan to stop suddenly, but after a moment's shock, Jordan realizes who it likely is and chooses to ignore it, grabbing the back of Rafe's head and pulling it back towards her. After another moment of kissing, Rafe leans back up again.
     
    RAFE: Aren't you gonna get that?
    JORDAN: No.
     
    Another kiss, Jordan is determined to distract Rafe from her ringing phone, but Rafe stops again, starting to exasperate Jordan.
     
    RAFE: Jordan, that could be important.
    JORDAN: It isn't. Trust me. I just wanna focus on you right now.
     
    Jordan looks seductively at Rafe, her hands running up and down his chest and shoulders. Rafe smiles back at Jordan, as Jordan's phone goes silent, the call going to voice mail. Rafe and Jordan get back into the mood, as Rafe leans in again, starting to kiss down Jordan's neck and slowly kissing down it toward her chest, causing Jordan to stir pleasurably.
     
    Jordan's phone begins to ring again. This time Rafe immediately slumps down in frustration, while Jordan flops back as well, staring at the ceiling.
     
    JORDAN: I guess I have to get that now.
    RAFE: Yyyup!
     
    Rafe sighs as he rolls back over off of Jordan, who leans over to grab her phone off the bedside table.
     
    Naturally, it's Sheryl.
     
    ...
     

    Sheryl sits at her office desk, dressed impeccibly as always. She sits in her office chair, relaxed, and looking over at someone sitting across from her on the other side of her desk.
     
    SHERYL: Finally!
     
    ...
     
    JORDAN: Ugh...Hi.
     
    ...
     
    SHERYL: Don't be so happy to hear from me! Where were you?
     
    ...
     
    JORDAN: Just in bed, I'm not due into work for another two hours so...we were taking it easy.
     
    ...
     
    SHERYL: What can I say? I've got a gift for timing. Listen, I need you to head over to Titan, ASAP.
     
    ...
     
    JORDAN: Now?
     
    ...
     
    SHERYL: No time like the present. I got a surprise for you.
     
    ...
     
    Jordan's eyes widen, realizing what this means. She stutters a bit before speaking, trying to hide her sudden panic from a concerned Rafe.
     
    JORDAN: I'll...I'll be right there.
     
    Hanging up her phone, Rafe looks on with concern as Jordan immediately starts to get up from her bed. Rafe paws at her in a vain attempt to keep her in bed.
     
    RAFE: Wait, wait, wait, you're not going so soon, are you? We were just getting started!
    JORDAN: I know, and I'm sorry, but...patient at the hospital is in a...really really bad way right now and they need me there early.
     
    Rafe sighs, not able to argue with Jordan's job. He starts to get up from the bed himself, reluctantly.
     
    RAFE: Fair enough. But I think we've got time for some time alone, still.
     
    Jordan goes pilfering through her drawers quickly, looking for clothes for work and not paying attention as Rafe walks over behind her, still naked himself.
     
    JORDAN: No we don't, I really need to go.
     
    Jordan stops suddenly and turns back toward the door, bumping immediately into an upright, smiling Rafe. She looks up in a bit of shock at him as he holds her arms in his hands.
     
    RAFE: I can help wash your back at least.
     
    Jordan smiles back, almost giggling at Rafe's suggestion.
     
    ---
     
    Sheryl puts down her phone at the office and looks back at her guest. She laughs as she begins to speak to him.
     
    SHERYL: I caught her in a bit of a...personal moment.
     
    The man she talks to looks back her way, having a bit of a chuckle as he replies to her.
     
    SHERYL: You know, it's good to have you back with us, Jerome. Now our plans are finally gonna start to really gel. You know?
     

    Jerome looks back from the chair opposite Sheryl, hands clasped together, one leg crossed over the other casually as he sits in his smartest pinstripe suit.
     
    JEROME: Well, let's hope Jordan thinks so. Otherwise you may find youself in over your heads, and I guarantee you, you'll end up drowning.
     
    ---
     
    Valerie steps up the head of the table in the board room, and begins to address the group.
     
    VALERIE: Well, I told you I'd come back, I just...didn't expect it to take so long!
     
    Everyone laughs, including Valerie, as she continues on, in a more serious tone.
     
    VALERIE: But in all seriousness, I am thrilled and honoured to return to University Hospital. I spent a very long time away, and I've missed seeing so many familiar faces. I'm so glad to be back!
     
    the crowd applauds, as Valerie looks around, a smile on her face.
     
    VALERIE: I would like to thank Dr. Kayla Brady for recommending me for this position. I know we haven't seen each other in a long time, but I'm grateful that you thought of me, and I will do my best not to disappoint you.
     
    Kayla and Valerie hug, as the crowd applauds again, and Marlena heads up to greet her old friend.
     
    MARLENA: Hello, stranger!
    VALERIE: Marlena! Ohh it's so good to see you again! How are you?
    MARLENA: I've been well. Lots has happened since I last saw you!
     
    The two women laugh as Marlena and Valerie stand, holding each other's hands.
     
    VALERIE: Well, listen, I'd love to catch up with you, if you're able to. Maybe we can meet up today for lunch?
    MARLENA: I'd love to, but I'm meeting Roman for lunch already. Unless you'd want to join us. I know it's been an eternity since you've seen him!
    VALERIE: I'd LOVE to! Absolutely! Are you two still married?
     
    Marlena looks off to the side whimsically, and answers with a bit of a laugh, as she turns to head out of the room, putting her hand on Valerie's shoulder.
     
    MARLENA: That's...a very, very long story.
     
    Valerie looks on, a bit confused as the two women walk toward the door.
     
    ---
     
    Sami plays cool with Nick, though she's clearly exasperated by his persistence.
     
    SAMI: We've played this game before, Nick. Remember? You trying to get Gabi a modelling job so that you could whisk her away to New York and live happily-ever-after with my son's baby? And how did that turn out, exactly?
    NICK: I dunno, you tell me.
    SAMI: As I recall, it went over as well as...well (laughs) a giant boulder.
    NICK: Don't try to be clever, Sami. It doesn't suit you. That's more of a...Nicole thing.
     
    Sami glowers at Nick, unable to resist his obvious baiting. She bites back loudly.
     
    SAMI: Say what you need to say and get out, Nick!
     
    Nick doesn't move from the sofa, instead smiling widely, knowing that he got a rise out of Sami.
    NICK: Offer Gabi a modeling contract. Make her a contract, have me vet it. If you get sneaky, I'll catch it, so don't try to put any clause in there that could upset me. Because you don't want me upset, Sami.
     
    Sami rolls her eyes and folds her arms, knowing Nick's won.
     
    SAMI: Fine. I'll draw it up. Now get out.
     
    Sami grabs her bag and heads to the door, opening it, then standing by it and motioning to Nick to leave.
     
    Nick gets up but turns away from her, facing the doorway to the garden, pinching the bridge of his nose, but trying to hide it from Sami, who senses something is off. She steps forward slightly, trying to catch Nick's attention. Nick is distracted by the surge of pain in his head.
     
    SAMI: Did I stutter?
     
    Nick draws himself up and turns around, still feeling the pain in his head, but working his best to not appear weakened.
     
    NICK: Just remember, don't even think about double-crossing me, or you'll have an awful lot to answer for, to a lot of people. See ya!
     
    Nick waves, and sets off walking casually out the door of the DiMera living room, as Sami rolls her eyes. She sighs heavily as she grabs her bag, and leaves the living room herself, shutting the living room door behind her.
     
    ---
     
    Jordan storms into Sheryl's office, visibly irritated by being summoned yet again. She sighs audibly as she greets Sheryl.
     
    JORDAN: You summoned, m'lady?
    SHERYL: I told you I had a surprise for you.
     
    Jordan stops as her face drops, as the colour drains from it, looking down as the chair in front of Sheryl's desk turns around slowly. Jerome appears, smiling slyly as he does.
     
    JEROME: Hey stranger.
    JORDAN: Jerome....
     
    Jordan breathes in deeply, trying to maintain as the shock hits her.
     
    ---
  16. beebs

    DAYS1979 #1 - April 1979

    By beebs,


    Episodes
    So, I decided to bite the bullet and make another DAYS Alternate Timeline blog. After months of writing up recaps of the late 70s and into the (GOD-AWFUL) 1980 Nina Laemmle run, I got so frustrated by the missed opportunities on the show, that I decided to have some fun and build some stories of my own based on what Ann Marcus and Elizabeth Harrower had set up. If any of you have ideas, suggestions, questions, complaints, have at it. Let's have some fun together with this, and run with the story opportunities DAYS missed way back when.
     
    NOTE: I will be italicizing segments of the story that actually played out on screen (because I didn't hate EVERYTHING Elizabeth Harrower did). I know it'll be tonally different than the rest of it, but I'm being lazy.
     
    ONWARD!
     
     
    APRIL 1979
     
    So, as Stephanie recovers from burning her hands off, David spends time at her apartment caring for her, which leaves Donna alone with Scotty a lot more often, giving Trish far more opportunity to see Scotty. But this all blows up in her face when Alice finally convinces Donna that it's a bad idea to continue keeping secrets from David, and implores her to keep her distance from Trish, she will handle telling David about Trish's visits herself.

    Before Alice can get a chance, however, Trish tries to pay another visit. Donna won't let her in, and David returns from Stephanie's apartment, needing to grab something from his place before he makes her dinner. He spots Donna trying to keep Trish at bay, and goes off on Trish, vowing to have her evicted from the building for harrassment, and to slap a restraining order against her.
    Once Trish is dealt with, David tries to find out from Donna what was going on. Donna breaks down and admits that she had been letting Trish visit for some time, also admitting Alice knew, but before Donna can explain that Alice intended to tell David about the visits, David fires Donna, and heads for Alice's in a rage.
     
    Alice attempts to explain the situation to David, noting that she only just found out about Trish's visits herself, and was going to visit David this evening to explain the situation to him. David cools off a bit, but still needs time to think. Realizing he's neglected Stephanie, he heads back to her apartment. Stephanie tries to further cool David's nerves, but to no avail, he's too deep in thought. 
    Mary, after hearing the news of Stephanie's "accident" pays her a visit while David is away. Mary isn't particularly comfortable, but feels for Stephanie. Mary, her usual unfiltered self, wonders out loud how Stephanie could've injured her hands. Stephanie is defensive, raising Mary's suspicion. Stephanie quickly backtracks, and apologizes, before quickly feigning exhaustion. Mary shows herself out.
     
    Bill continues to fixate on the strange burns on Stephanie's fingers the next day. Mary pays him a visit, and tries to casually bring up the subject. Bill, of course, can't divulge any information to her, but privately, the question nags at him. He takes the question to Tom, and together they discuss the possibility that Stephanie didn't burn her hands the way she claimed to. 
     
    Julie, now back from her antiquing trip to Scotland, visits David, who fills her in on Trish's latest machinations. Julie is more irritated with Trish than ever. While understanding her need to leave Salem with Scotty years before, she agrees with David that taking Scotty and running away was a terrible thing to do. Still unsure about how she feels about Stephanie, she asks David how he feels about her. David's eyes light up when he speaks of her, saying that it feels like they've known each other for years. Julie makes a decision: to avoid arousing suspicion, Julie will check in on Stephanie instead, which will allow her to keep an eye on Stephanie (not that she's telling David that part, of course).
     
    Julie's first visit to Stephanie goes as expected. Stephanie is shocked to see her instead of David. When she asks Julie where David is, Julie tells her plainly that she doesn't think it's a good idea that David be seen to be taking care of Stephanie while they prepare for the court case, so instead, Stephanie is stuck with Julie. Stephanie, while displeased, understands and resigns herself to spending a lot more time with her potential mother-in-law. The first visit is awkward, but Stephanie is thankful to Julie for coming around to help her.
     
    Bob is stunned when he pays Stephanie a visit, learning of Julie's decision to help her during her recovery. Bob suggests Stephanie stay with him at the lakehouse instead, but Stephanie won't hear of it, noting that the house is full up as it is with Linda, Mary, and Melissa staying there. Bob relents, but insists on visiting her regularly until she's ready to come back to work.
     
     
    Linda plays Bob like a fiddle once again. She suggests to him that she needs to start over with a new job, and a new home, knowing full well Bob's ego wouldn't allow his wife to be working full time as a typist in a cramped apartment. He also feels for Melissa, and wants to give her a secure, stable home life, so he promises Linda he'll provide for her and Melissa generously and she can stay with him, regardless of whether or not they eventually separate. 
     
    Linda then asks for a copy of the PI's report on her, then feigns horror at what she "used" to be like. She begs his forgiveness and asks for his help in remembering her "lost" past. Bob feels guilty, but admits he could have forgiven Linda if her affair had been with anyone other than Neil, but doesn't hold what she can't (allegedly) remember against her.
     
    Linda then sets about ruining Bob's relationship with Stephanie. She doesn't get it. She doesn't like it. She's gonna END it. She decides to get Mary on-side, convincing her that it is best for Bob if Linda stay at the lakehouse because then Linda can protect Bob from Stephanie. Mary is her usual blunt self, and admits she agrees that Stephanie is not to be trusted, but neither is Linda.

    Linda is shot down again, this time by Bob, who is lauded with compliments and flirtatious come-ons, and pathetic pleas for forgiveness by Linda. Bob wants to hear none of this, and goes to bed alone.
     
     

    Neil convinces Amanda to go to dinner with him at Doug's Place. After falling for his trickery once again, Amanda is left alone almost immediately, as Neil gets an emergency call from the hospital and has to bail. Chris, who's been drowning his sorrows over Mary having the audacity to have boundaries, offers to step in for Neil. They hit it off and have a lovely evening.
    Chris and Amanda go out once again to a local dive. Amanda finds the dive bar charming, as well as her company. Amanda later comes down with the flu, and Chris brings her some soup, but is pushed out of the way by Neil, who comes around on a "house call".  Chris is falling hard for Amanda, but Amanda, still wounded by the breakdown of her marriage, is still needing some time. She enjoys Chris' company, but doesn't want to rush things. Chris agrees.
     

    Julie, now back from her Scottish antiquing trip, hears of Amanda's dates with Chris. She warns Amanda that Chris may be cute, but not worth dating. Julie feels he doesn't have the maturity, nor the refinement that would suit Amanda in a partner. Besides, Amanda is still married. Amanda gets Julie's point, but Chris makes her feel special, unlike Greg. 
     
    Mary is convinced that Chris will come crawling back soon enough, but when she spies Chris and Amanda at Doug's Place, her insecurities begin to gnaw at her. Steve, still fascinated by Mary, sees Mary's sudden rush of anxiety, and takes full advantage. They make a date, and Mary relaxes enough to even be a little openly flirtatious in front of Chris and Amanda.
    The next day at Anderson, Chris is put off by what he saw as a desperate display by Mary to get his attention. Mary denies this, and plays it cool to Chris about her connection with Steve. Chris warns Mary to watch out for Steve. "There's something about that guy I don't like." Mary tells Chris to mind his own business.
     
    Robert collects Rebecca's safe-deposit box. Inside he discovers a letter addressed to Doug.
     
    Robert hands Doug the letter, and Doug reads it. Inside, Rebecca tells Doug that Dougie is, indeed, his son. He decides to keep the news that Dougie is his a secret from Robert, as he doesn't want to take Dougie away from him as well, but also from Julie, due to her insecurities about her inability to conceive.
     
    Julie and Doug continue to try for a baby, unsuccessfully. Neil is reticent to run any tests on Julie for it, but recommends she take it easy, as the stress of running Chez Julie can't be helping matters. Julie asks Maggie and Steve to take on more responsibility at the shop, hoping to spend more time with Doug. Steve sees this as an opportunity to involve himself in more seedy nonsense, but Doug makes it clear that his eyes will be on Steve.
     
    Julie and Doug get into a row over Trish and David's impending divorce. Julie tries to hold back, but ultimately wishes Doug would fire Trish for her conduct with Scotty. Doug is more sympathetic to Trish, and tries in vain to convince Julie of Trish's position. Julie understands why Trish left town all those years ago, and is sympathetic to a point, but is enraged that she expects to return to Salem and simply pick up where she left off as though nobody's moved on with their lives. Julie feels David has a right to move on with his life, despite her reservations about Stephanie. Doug feels similarly, but instructs Julie to keep her nose out of it. Julie insists it's too late for that, as she's the one helping Stephanie out around the house while she recovers. Doug is livid about this news, and things are tense at home afterwards. 
     
    Amanda picks up on this tension the next morning at home, and attempts to mediate, but to no avail. 
     
     
     
    Maggie decides not to uproot Janice again, and lets her stay with Joanne and he fiancé in San Francisco. Instead, she buries herself in her work. Mickey, equally distracted by his law practice, barely notices as Maggie becomes less and less engaged in their home life.
     
     
     
    At home, Laura is stunned by the news that her mother committed suicide, after calling out for her to come visit repeatedly. Laura sinks into a steep depression, and withdraws from everyone, including Bill. Marlena visits her, hoping to open the virtual prison she's built for herself just a crack, but Laura only asks Marlena to take over her caseload, saying she needs time to herself.
     
    Bill, worried immensely about Laura, tries to reach out to her, but is pushed away at every turn. He commiserates with Kate, who comforts him in a friendly way, but once Laura spies them in an embrace, Laura hits a new low. She confronts Kate, congratulating her on taking advantage of Laura's suffering for her own gain. Kate insists that isn't the case, but Laura won't hear of it. Laura hands in her resignation to a shocked Tom, before paying Mike and Margo a visit. She writes Mike a cheque for $2000 to help cover the expenses of their new house, and heads to her house. She informs Donna, who is watching Jennifer, that she won't be home for a couple weeks, as she needs to do an emergency consult at Brookville Hospital. Laura insists that Bill knows all about it, and after a heartfelt goodbye to Jennifer, Laura heads off.
     
    Once Tom tells Bill about Laura's resignation, he makes a beeline for home, only to find Donna there with Jennifer. Upon Donna filling him in on Laura's alleged consult at Brookville Hospital, he calls there, only to hear, as he suspected, there was none. Bill is now clueless as to where Laura could be.
     
    Laura heads to the airport, where she books a last minute flight. At the airport, Laura runs into Julie, who is just coming back from her trip to Scotland with Doug (Doug is getting the car). Laura is awkward and evasive with Julie, but is warm and glad to see her. Julie suspects something is wrong, but Laura insists she's just there  to pick up a friend from the airport (deftly hiding her plane tickets out of Julie's sight), apologizing for not giving Julie a ride back into town. Julie tells her it's fine, as Doug's just picking up the car to drive them back, but she buys Laura's story, and leaves. Laura then boards her flight. It's not until Julie arrives home that she realizes that Laura was leaving town. Bill fills her in on not only that, but also on Stephanie's accident. After much probing from Julie, Bill admits he feels that Stephanie is hiding something from everyone, as her injuries were inconsistent with what she claims happened.
     
    Julie doesn't know where Laura was flying off to, and can't give Bill much more information, but she notes that Laura didn't have much in the way of luggage with her, which, if she were flying for a long time, she would likely need. Bill doesn't even know where to start looking for Laura, but Kate offers to lend him a hand in his search, for which he is grateful.
     
    Marie is called into Mother Superior's office. Concerned, she heads straight over and asks why she's been called. Mother Superior informs her that there is someone here who really needs her help. When Marie inquires who it is, Laura enters the room.
     
  17. beebs
    EPISODE 83
    Written by A. Washington-Beeby
    Story Consultants: ML Cooks, Nick Monarco & C. Nathaniel Richardson
     
     
     

    Eric walks out of the flower shop at Town Square, a huge bouquet of red roses in his arms, as he ponders his next stop. He strolls alongside the shops lining the town square before stopping before The Hourglass. Looking inside, he smiles before opening the door to step in.
     
    ERIC: Perfect.
     
    The door creaks as it shuts behind him.
     
    ---
     

    Jerome makes his way down the street in his rented van, transporting his belongings to his new home in Salem. He approaches his grandmother’s new house. Radio on, he overhears the news.
     
    RADIO: Salem PD are on the lookout this hour for a suspect involved in a string of burglaries in West Salem. Suspect is said to be an African-American male—
     
    Pulling into the driveway in his rented U-Haul, he turns the van off, pulling the keys out of the ignition, shaking his head.
     
    JEROME: Always a black man. (sigh)
     
    Opening the van door, he remembers to press the button to automatically unlock the back of the van. Walking around to the back, he pulls out one lighter box from on top, breezily slinging the box under his arm. Jerome shuts the back of the van before heading for the door.
     
    Looking through his keys, he finds the key that Valerie told him would open the door. Awkwardly trying to balance the box and manoeuvre himself around to get the key in the lock, he nearly drops the box. Jerome finally gives up, and places the box on the ground, focusing his attention on unlocking the door to his new home.
     
    The key doesn’t work.
     
    Jerome’s arms drop to his side, frustrated, he curses in his head, as he pats his jacket, searching for his phone.
     
    JEROME: Where the Hell…is my phone??
     
    ---
     

    Jerome’s phone sits on Valerie’s desk in her new office at University Hospital. As she flips through the files on Roman Brady, she’s struck by something. Concerned, she flips back to the previous page, studying the page through her reading glasses.
     
    VALERIE: Wait a minute…this file…there’s nothing in here from before in 1997…maybe it’s still in John’s file?
     
    Valerie flips through to find John’s file. Opening that up, she takes a minute to search through his records before closing that file.
     
    Valerie looks up, deep in thought.

    VALERIE: Where on Earth is the rest of Roman’s file?
     
    ---
     

    Liam walks quickly into the lobby at University Hospital. Looking around, he sees Marlena step off the elevator, and head for her office. Hanging back, he watches her intently.
     

    She stops, then turns back towards the opposite hallway, stopping quickly at the nurses’ station.
     
    MARLENA: Maxine, is Jennifer still in her office?
    MAXINE: Yes, Dr. Evans, she’s in her office right now.
     
    Marlena smiles her trademark warm smile as she heads back towards Jenn’s office.
     
    MARLENA: Thank you.
     

    As Marlena disappears down the hall, Liam smirks, and begins down the opposite hall, heading for Marlena’s office. Not far behind is Laura, still trying to keep out of sight from Liam. Maxine watches as Laura follows Liam at a distance. She furrows her brow as she tries to figure out what’s going on, but Laura’s eyes are trained on Liam, as she makes her way down the hall.

    Around the corner, Liam looks around to make sure no one sees him. Sensing the coast is clear, he closes his eyes momentarily as he puts his hand on Marlena’s office door handle. Twisting it, the door opens and Liam breathes a sigh of relief as he enters, still checking to see if anyone’s looking.

    As he steps inside and goes to shut the door, Laura turns the corner. Seeing the door shut, Laura looks on in fear for her friend’s safety. She doubles back to seek out Marlena.
     
    ---
     
    ---
     

    At Titan HQ, Victor steps into Tyler’s office, an unhappy look on his face. Tyler turns around, surprised to see him.
     
    TYLER: Victor! I thought you were working from home again today.
    VICTOR: I was, but I had to go over some things quickly with you before the day was out, and it isn’t anything we can go over on the phone.
     
    Tyler, sensing something serious is up, sets down the files he had in hand and sits down in his chair behind his desk.
     
    TYLER: Alright. What’s the trouble?
    VICTOR: John’s declared Brady dead. Says he doesn’t want to drag the matter out any longer when there’s so little chance of Brady being alive. And as much as I don’t want to believe that he’s really gone…I really don’t have much choice but to accept it.

    Tyler looks on, mulling over Victor’s words. He nods gently as he responds.
     
    TYLER: I’m sorry, Victor.
     
    Victor doesn’t look up from the ground after Tyler speaks. He continues, still deeply in his own mind.
     
    VICTOR: I have, as a result, room to appoint a new member to the Titan board.
    TYLER: Do you have anyone in mind?
    VICTOR: Not really. No one I particularly trust, anyway. Phillip’s removed himself from the board while he’s working for another company, and Daniel has no interest in the business.
    TYLER: I see.
     
    Victor looks up at Tyler suddenly, his gaze piercing through Tyler, almost causing Tyler to jump back a bit.
     
    VICTOR: I was considering my wife.
    TYLER: Oh?
    VICTOR: Yes. I have set up arrangements so that my wife will have full ownership over the top floor of this property. She’ll be regenerating the space as The Penthouse Grille once again. I’ll need your sign-off, of course on that.
     
    Tyler, still a bit off-kilter, almost intimidated by Victor, nods quickly to Victor’s request.
     
    TYLER: Absolutely. No problem. I do have to...well, question your taking on your wife as a board member, I mean…what kind of business credentials does she have, really?
     
    Victor looks at Tyler incredulously. He scoffs back at Tyler.
     
    VICTOR: She owns three thriving restaurants across the city, and is about to reopen a fourth, all while also running a health spa. I don’t know, Tyler. You tell me. She goes by Maggie Horton in the professional world, perhaps you’ve heard of her.
     
    Tyler’s eyes widen, surprised to hear the woman he’d been flirting with was Victor’s wife, and so accomplished.
     
    ---
     
    Eric steps out from the parking lot outside Horton Town Square and locks his car remotely. He stands in the park just outside Town Square and smiles widely, a relaxed feeling he hasn’t felt in ages.
     
    ERIC: Everything’s set. Now…the last step.
     
    Eric pulls his phone out of his pocket and texts Nicole.
     
    meet me @ Anderson park 535. dont b late, its important. Love, eric
     
    Eric smiles as he hits send.
     
    ERIC: And now, we wait.
     
    ---
     
    Laura walks briskly back down the opposite hallway, in hot pursuit of Marlena, who’s just about to enter Jennifer’s office. Before Marlena has a chance to knock, Laura calls out to her.
     
    LAURA: Marlena!
     
    Marlena turns quickly to see a panicked Laura.
     
    LAURA: I really need you for a moment, it’s urgent! I think someone’s breaking into your office.
     
    Marlena draws herself up, a worry rushing over her as she lets go of the handle of Jennifer’s door.
     
    ---
     
    Inside Marlena’s office, Liam leaves the light off, but pulls a pocket flashlight from his pocket, attached to his key ring. Holding the keys so they don’t jingle, he walks over to Marlena’s desk.

    He crouches down, and attempts to open the top drawer. It’s locked.
     
    Noting that a couple are locked, he quickly adjusts his key ring to pull out a long pin-shaped device. Sliding the device into the lock, he manages to fix the lock to open the drawer. He begins to dig inside, while holding the flashlight above the drawer. He spots what he’s looking for.
     
    LIAM: Bingo.
     
    Pulling the pad out, and sliding them quickly into his pocket, Liam quickly closes the drawers and gets up, heading quickly for the door.
     
     
     
     
     
    As Liam heads for the door, Will makes his way down the hallway, approaching Marlena’s office door. As he puts his hand up to the handle of her office door, Laura and Marlena quickly approach, concerned looks on their faces as Marlena call out to him.
     
    MARLENA: WILL!
     
    Will turns around fast, smiling widely as he spots his grandmother and Laura. His smile fades as he looks at their worried expressions.
     
    WILL: Hey! I was just looking for you. Uh…you alright?
    MARLENA: Yes. I…we’re fine. We just had a scare. Laura was…just telling me she thought someone had broken into my office. You…weren’t just in there looking for me, were you?
     
    Laura looks on, realizing that Will is dressed almost exactly the same as Liam, and realizes she could easily have confused him for Liam. She sheepishly responds as she begins to second-guess herself.
     
    LAURA: Uh…maybe I…I must have made a mistake. I…saw you in the hall, Will and had to…call Marlena over. I thought…well, it doesn’t matter. Uh…mm…hey, I bought Arianna an early Christmas gift. It’s…in my office if you wanted to come see.
     
    Will smiles broadly, though still confused. He nods at Laura, while Marlena smiles.
     
    WILL: Uhmm…sure! I have to get going in a minute though. Family…dinner tonight or something.
    LAURA: Oh, I won’t keep you long.
    MARLENA: I have to grab something from you anyway, so I’ll come along.
    LAURA: Great! Let’s go…
     
    Laura scurries away, as Marlena and Will look at each other with confusion.
     
    After Marlena and Will walk away, Liam creaks the door open to Marlena’s office. Seeing them round the corner, and noting that coast is now clear, he slyly exits Marlena’s office, before heading casually back down the hall. He gets on his cell phone once again.
     
    LIAM: (into phone) I got everything you need. I’ll be at the pier in ten.

    Liam hangs up, rolls his eyes, and sighs, as he walks over to the elevator, hitting the down button and waiting for the elevator to arrive.
     
    ---
     

    Hope drives the road, heading for the elementary school to pick up Ciara. As she drives, she’s in the middle of a call piped through the sound system in her car. It’s Rafe.
     
    RAFE: (through the speakers) I’m just gonna put through the final papers on that case and we’re done, alright?
    HOPE: Sounds good, Rafe. Um…Rafe, I have to meet with that…(sigh) Aiden Jennings tomorrow morning, can you…
     
    Midsentence, Hope spots the infamous rental van parked outside a house she’s driving by. She becomes transfixed by it, nearly running herself off the road. Hope slows down slightly, as she changes her subject to Rafe.
     
    HOPE: Uhm…Rafe?
    RAFE: (through the speakers) Yeah.
    HOPE: What was that description you gave me of the burglary suspect?
     
    After a moment, with the sound of papers ruffling, Rafe finally answers.
     
    RAFE: (through the speakers) Uhhhh…black man, 6 foot, driving a rental van. Possibly wearing an out of state college sweater—
     
    Hope interjects before Rafe can even finish.
     
    HOPE: …I think I just got him. Hold on.
    RAFE: (through the speakers) What? …
     
    Rafe’s next comments get cut off as Hope parks her car and quickly turns off the ignition. She steps out into the street, as Jerome walks back over the back of the van, placing the box he had planned on bringing into Valerie’s house back inside the van. He mutters to himself.
     
    JEROME: I can’t believe I forgot my phone…
     
    As Jerome shuts the back doors to the van, Hope appears behind the door, gun in hand, pointed at a stunned Jerome.
     
    HOPE: Put your hands up! You’re under arrest!
    JEROME: WHAT?!?
    HOPE: NOW!
     
    Jerome, visibly angered, but knowing he shouldn’t say another word, raises his hands, palms facing Hope as he turns to face her, a resigned look on his face.
     
    ---
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
  18. beebs
    After two years, I've had the pleasure of sharing my vision of Days of our Lives with you here at SON. I regretfully will be moving my posts to Blogger, after some lingering formatting issues, and the banning of ML Cooks (aMLCproduction) from the forums (look for his Y&R to appear as well soon), I have decided that it is best for me to move the blog onto another account.
    All episodes from #93 will be posted at http://daystat.blogspot.co.uk/2016/06/days-93-abbys-home-and-kim-finds-roman.html, as have the previous 92 episodes here. I likely won't be posting much, if at all here anymore, but greatly appreciate the time I've spent here at SON, and hope you all will follow my story there, and please feel free to leave me feedback. Every bit helps motivate me to improve and grow as a writer.
    This has been a fabulous exercise for me, and I really appreciate your support through it all. It's been quite the ride!
    ETA: If you'd like to keep updated with new episodes, check out the DAYS: ETA page on Facebook.
     
  19. beebs
    DAYS OF OUR LIVES Ep. 34
    Written by A. Washington-Beeby
    Story Consultants: ML Cooks & C. Nathaniel Richardson

    Marlena is in her office, on the phone to Laura Horton. The old friends are chatting happily as Marlena sits at her desk, having a chuckle.

    MARLENA: (into phone) Alright, so I'll expect you in a few days then? Excellent. Thank you ever so much, Laura! Bye bye.

    As Marlena finishes her call, Will steps into her office. Marlena's smile widens upon seeing her grandson.

    MARLENA: Will! What a lovely surprise!

    Marlena gets up and gives Will a warm hug. She looks out the door as Will walks in. Will clues in immediately to what Marlena's looking for.

    WILL: I didn't bring Ari with me. She's with Gabi this afternoon.
    MARLENA: Oh. Well that's alright. What can I do for you?
    WILL: Well, I'm hoping that that was the person that'll be helping mom you were talking to on the phone.
    MARLENA: Ah, yes. That was Laura. I don't think you've seen her since you were about as tall as my knees though, so I don't know how well you remember her.

    Will and Marlena share a laugh.

    WILL: Well, you know. It's been a long time but I vaguely remember her. But I have to admit, I am worried for mom, even now.
    MARLENA: Why's that?
    WILL: Well, I didn't tell you this when I saw you yesterday but...when Mom was at our place the other night, she...she was going to cut off her engagement to EJ.

    Marlena almost reacts with glee at Will's announcement, but holds back, overcompensating with concern.

    ---

    JJ opens the door to head out for his community service. There at the door, about to ring the doorbell is Liam. JJ doesn't hide his dislike of Liam from his face.

    LIAM: Oh hey, JJ! Is your mom home.
    JJ: Yeah. She's inside. What did you want?

    Liam smiles awkardly, trying to stay cool in the face of JJ's hostility.

    LIAM: I, uh...I had a little surprise I wanted to give her. Our date last night went really well so...
    JJ: Great. I'm glad. Isn't this like...your third or fourth date or something?
    LIAM: Yeah! I think things are going really well. Do you mind if I--
    JJ: ...I'll go get her. One sec.

    JJ turns to go back inside, letting the door swing shut behind him, but Jenn is not far behind him and catches the door before it closes.

    JENNIFER: JJ. I got it.
    JJ: Kay.

    JJ heads out, rolling his eyes at his mother and Liam. He brushes past Liam on his way out. Jennifer gives a disapproving look JJ's way as she leans in the doorway, before looking back to Liam.

    JENNIFER: Sorry about that. How are you?
    LIAM: GOOD! I'm doing fantastic! I had a little something for you.

    Liam presents a box of chocolates to Jenn, who smiles widely at Liam.

    JENNIFER: That's really sweet of you, Liam. Look. I'm sorry that JJ's not taken with you. He's...
    LIAM: He's young. He misses his dad. It's okay.
    JENNIFER: I'm glad you understand. God, it's like you've known me forever. I really appreciate the time I've spent with you, Liam.
    LIAM: Jenn, you're a beautiful, special woman. And that's a rare thing to find. I just hope you feel the same about me.
    JENNIFER: Absolutely, I do. Look, what are you up to tonight?
    LIAM: Oh I just...I have some work to catch up on at home tonight and--

    Jennifer looks to Liam seductively. She grabs the lapel of his jacket and pulls him in slowly as she speaks.

    JENNIFER: ...Well...Abigail is working late tonight at her new job, and JJ is going to visit his Grandma Jo for the weekend, so...how about I go to your place and make you a nice quiet dinner, and distract you a bit.

    Liam stops her and pulls away suddenly.

    LIAM: I don't think that's such a hot idea, Jenn.

    Jenn frowns, confused by Liam's sudden rejection.

    ---

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

    ---

    Billie sits down at a table at Club TBD, a coffee cup before her. She checks her phone for messages, a look of concern across her face. Shortly thereafter, Theresa comes stumbling in, a bit panicked, in a way that Billie seems familiar with. Billie stands up with a smile and arms reaching out.

    THERESA: Oh my God, I'm sorry I'm late.

    Theresa rushes over to give Billie a hug.

    BILLIE: It's okay, hon. I was prepared for you to be a bit late anyway.

    Theresa pulls back from her hug, a mock-serious look on her face.

    THERESA: Hey now, come on. I'm not ALWAYS late.
    BILLIE: I kinda doubt that.

    Theresa rolls her eyes a bit, jokingly, as she and Billie sit down at the table.

    THERESA: Okay, fine. I'm...usually--
    BILLIE: (laughing)...always late.
    THERESA: Oh whatever. (laughs) So what's up with you, I haven't seen you since I left LA.
    BILLIE: I'm alright. I...I'm kinda shocked I'm back in Salem, but...my mom needed me at work so...
    THERESA: Ooo! Does this mean you're gonna be doing more amazing cosmetics work? Some 48-hour concealor that won't come off with an ice pick?

    Billie and Theresa have a laugh, as T passes, Theresa stops him.

    THERESA: Oh, T. Mimosa for me.

    T looks down at Theresa, a bit of annoyance on his face, but still within the realm of professional appearance.

    T: Only if you say the magic word.

    Theresa shoots T a look of daggers.

    THERESA: Please.
    T: One moment!

    T walks off, Billie giggles, and Theresa scowls.

    THERESA: Can you believe the lousy service I get here?
    BILLIE: Well, don't you have a bit of a rep around here already?
    THERESA: That's not my fault. That's Jennifer Horton's fault.
    BILLIE: Now, come on, Theresa. I've known Jennifer about as long as I've known you. She's really a great person--
    THERESA: ...Oh my God. You too. Really? I've heard this speech like...a thousand times already from my parents, from my grandmother, from my aunt Kayla, from JJ, from Daniel, I don't need to hear it again from you. She nearly had me thrown back on a bus to LA with a slight detour at the county penn. I will not forgive that prissy bitch.
    BILLIE: Theresa, seriously. I know how you feel about her but--
    THERESA: ...But nothing. Jennifer Horton and her perfect little life where nothing bad has ever happened can go straight to Hell.
    BILLIE: Theresa, stop it. Jennifer and you have way more in common than you think, honey. She's not had it very easy. I promise you.

    Theresa rolls her eyes dismissively. Billie leans in closer to Theresa from across the table.

    BILLIE: I'm serious. I don't want you to think I don't support you, but we have all been where you are. Trust me. Jennifer as well.
    THERESA: Well, I do feel for her, whatever she went through, but that doesn't mean I'm going to suddenly become her closest friend, okay? Look can we talk about something else, please.
    BILLIE: Like?

    Theresa slowly cracks a smile.

    THERESA: Liiiike the hot rich guy I'm seeing.
    BILLIE: Oh my God. Who is it this time?
    THERESA: Brady Black.

    Billie's face drops upon hearing Brady's name.

    BILLIE: Oh no.

    ---

    Nick studies his iPad in the elevator at Titan. An article from the business section at the Salem Spectator is on it, detailing the scandal at the EnerNext press conference and what it could mean for Titan. The article specifically mentions that Titan TV, long on the decline in the ratings game, could be shipped off to pasture by the Titan board this coming week. The article puts a smile on Nick's face as the elevator dings, and the doors open.

    Nick steps off the elevator and heads over towards Kate's office. There is no secretary sitting at the desk, so Nick simply walks in. Kate, focused on work, barely looks up from the paper in front of her on her desk.

    KATE: I see your brush with death didn't instill any manners in you.

    Nick stops in the doorway, reaching back to the other side of the door, and he knocks on it loudly.

    NICK: (loudly) Can I come in?
    KATE: Only if you've come to resign.

    Nick walks in, and immediately begins to pace the room. Rarely looking at Kate, he almost seems to be making a grand speech.

    NICK: Sorry, Kate. No such luck. I do, however, have a proposition for you.
    KATE: Well that can't be a good sign. What are you going to blackmail me into doing now, Nick?
    NICK: Oh come on, Kate. I'm not here to do anything like that. But if you insist. I have a little request.

    Kate keeps her eyes on her work. Clearly disinterested in Nick's grandstanding.

    KATE: Spit it out, Nick. I'm busy.

    Nick walks quickly towards Kate, which throws her off a bit, but she tries to not make it obvious that he's startled her.

    NICK: You need to drop that attitude. I'm making your pathetic little company millions upon millions of dollars and I'm treated worse than the unpaid intern.

    Kate finally looks up at Nick, looking him straight in the eyes with a piercing quality that shows she means business.

    KATE: There's an easy way to fix that, Nick. Stop threatening my family, and stop trying to take Ari away from her family.
    NICK: I have absolutely no intentions of that. But I don't want that little girl to grow up with your morals, or Sami's morals, or heaven forbid, EJ's morals.
    KATE: That's rich, coming from a would-be rapist and murderer.
    NICK: Enough! Kate. You're going to understand something. I hold all the cards here. So follow what I say, or you're all going down. Got it?

    Kate pulls her reading glasses off her face. She stays fixated on Nick.

    KATE: Is this how you're going to conduct yourself? Go around town, day in and day out, making demands on people and blackmailing them if they don't agree?
    NICK: If I have to.
    KATE: Well, then you're of little use to me as an employee, aren't you? People will start to see through you rather quickly.
    NICK: Oh, I'm sure you can cover for me.

    Kate finally loses her cool. She slams her fists on her desk and stands up, now enraged.

    KATE: Damn it, Nick! What do you want? Stop playing these stupid games and just tell me what you want.

    Nick smiles, finally having got a rise out of Kate. He goes back to pacing the room, as though all is well once again.

    NICK: There's a vote coming up. A very important vote. It involves our local TV station.
    KATE: What about it?
    NICK: It's incredibly important, for you, and for everyone else, if you vote against keeping Titan TV under Titan's control. Important enough that if you don't vote against it, it'll be the last vote you ever take part in. Got it?

    Kate narrows her eyes, and shakes her head. Kate's face shows a sense of dread that is unmistakable.

    ---

    EJ walks through the hallway at Countess Wilhelmina towards the elevator, deep in thought. He looks over some files as the door opens and he goes to step on without looking. Just before stepping on though, he sees Abigail about to get off at the same floor. EJ looks shocked to see Abby there.

    EJ: Abigail! Wh-what are you doing here?
    ABBY: Well...trying to get off the elevator, for a start.
    EJ: Oh, sorry.

    EJ steps to one side. He still has a look of confusion on his face, as he goes to ask Abigail a question, Abigail cuts him off.

    ABBY: I didn't realize you were so involved with Countess W.
    EJ: Samantha and I try to run the operation together as much as possible.

    Abigail's eyes widen, surprised by EJ's statement.

    ABBY: I had no idea.

    Sami, seeing EJ and Abigail's tension, steps into the hallway to greet Abigail, almost as a rescue mission.

    SAMI: Abigail! Glad you made it!

    EJ motions to Abigail, still rather confused, but concerned at what might be happening.

    EJ: Samantha, I--
    SAMI: Was just greeting our newest addition to our promotions department. Today's Abby's first day at Countess W!

    EJ looks to Abigail, his uneasiness with the situation painted on his face. Abigail looks nervously up at EJ before quickly looking away, an awkward smile on her face.

    ---
  20. beebs
    EPISODE 74
    Written by A. Washington-Beeby
    Story Consultants: ML Cooks & C. Nathaniel Richardson

    At what is for now Titan TV, Nick smiles smugly while lounging in a chair opposite Nicole's desk. Grabbing his laptop bag as he pulls out his tablet, he taps and slides his finger across the screen before showing Nicole footage of their exchange up to now.
     
    NICOLE: You....what?
    NICK: I have it all right here. See, I've got eyes, Nicole. Everywhere. You know, once you master the art of hacking, you really can do anything! It's crazy!
     
    The colour drains from Nicole's face, as Nick puts his tablet back in his bag, and pulls out a flash drive from his bag, placing it on the desk before a stunned and terrified Nicole, who was just caught by Nick's surveillance equipment admitting to hiding the documents proving Eric was drugged. Nicole gulps audibly before responding to him with as strong, but cool a voice as she can muster, which comes off more upset and wavering than she'd like to believe.
     
    NICOLE: What do you need me to do, Nick?
     
    Nick nods, still smiling as Nicole squirms, hating cowtowing to her blackmailer's increasing demands.
     
    NICK: Much better. Everything you'll need is on that flash drive. Just remember to destroy it when you're done. Have a great day, Nicole!
     
    Nicole holds up the flash drive, looking it over as Nick grabs his bag and leaves Nicole's office. Nicole holds it firmly in her fist, silently cursing Nick. She sits down at her desk and thinks aloud.
     
    NICOLE: There has GOT to be a way to trap that little rat in his own game. But he's on the side of the good guys...how the hell does that work?
     
    Nicole shakes her head as she puts the flash drive into her computer and waits for it to load.
     
    ---
     

    Will walks down the hallway towards his new office at EnerNext, holding a coffee mug in his hand, before stopping at the door. He turns the doorknob and steps in, jumping back upon seeing Alex standing inside.
     
    ALEX: AH! Will! I was looking for you.
     
    Will stands at his doorway, keeping a goofy smile on his face, stunned by Alex's presence in his office.
     
    ---
     

    Laura walks off the elevator at University Hospital and stops at the nurses' station. Maxine greets her immediately with a warm smile.
     
    MAXINE: Well! Good morning, Dr. Horton. How's it going?
     
    Laura smiles, but with a tension in her face that Maxine can't quite put her finger on.
     
    LAURA: Oh, just fine, Maxine. Uh...you haven't seen Dr. Jonas around anywhere, have you?
    MAXINE: No, he's taken a late start today. In fact he's requested to work evenings all week. Should I have him get ahold of you when he comes in?
    LAURA: Yes, if you don't mind. Thanks!
    MAXINE: Anytime, Dr. Horton. Oh! And, uh, by the way, there's a very improtant meeting at 10:45 in the board room.
     
    Laura looks up from her mail, a bit surprised, but smiles Maxine's way.
     
    LAURA: Oh. Alright, thanks. Any idea what it's about?
     
    Maxine shrugs dismissively.
     
    MAXINE: I dunno, usually it's about not wasting paper in the photocopier and boring budget updates. I wouldn't worry too much.
    LAURA: Heh, alright. Thanks again, Maxine.
    MAXINE: Have a good day, honey.
     
    Laura steps away from the nurses' station and over to the coffee machine. Pouring herself a cup, she sighs heavily while looking over to see none other than Liam talking with one of the doctors at the opposite end of the room. Laura looks on momentarily, before muttering to herself.
     
    LAURA: Alright, Laura. Keep calm, and tread lightly. Daniel may be able to help you keep on eye on Liam, but don't overplay your hand. Jenn and JJ's safety depends on it.
     
    ---
     

    Brady wakes up, pale and sweaty, to find a tray of breakfast food arranged beside his bed, a note laid down beside his plate of eggs, bacon and toast. Brady rubs the sleep from his eyes and reads the note carefully, his vision still not the greatest.
     
    Figured you'd want a nice breakfast. If you need anything, just holler. Anita
     

    Brady tries to get up from his bed but quickly realizes he can barely move them, after days of bed rest. As he tries to shuffle over to his breakfast, Anita walks in, hearing the rumbling.
     
    ANITA: Oh good, you're up. Here, I wasn't sure if you'd be able to reach the food, but I knew that you'd better eat something or you'd shrivel up and die.
     
    Anita rushes in and grabs the tray from the TV dinner table set up beside the bed. She quickly pops the tray on Brady's lap.
     
    BRADY: Well, I'm not so sure I'm not gonna shrivel and die yet.
    ANITA: Don't talk like that. You're looking better every day.
    BRADY: You know, I'm...I'm still not hungry. I feel so...
    ANITA: That's probably you coming down from your drugs.
     
    Brady looks up, shocked that Anita was even aware of his relapse.
     
    BRADY: What? How...? How did you even know I--
    ANITA: The doctor told me during his house call. You had a rapid heart beat and dialated pupils. He figured you were high when you ended up in the water. Honestly, from what that doctor told me, it's a miracle you're even alive.
     
    Brady looks up at Anita, alarmed by her sombre statement.
     
    ---
     
    ---
     
    Anita sits at the edge of Brady's bed, conversing with him about his situation. Brady looks at Anita with a concerned look.
     
    BRADY: What do you mean, lucky to be alive?
    ANITA: You showed up washed ashore by the lake. Limp as a fish. I thought you'd drowned, but thankfully...I'm a retired nurse so...
     
    Brady flops down, exhausted, in the bed. Looking at the ceiling before inhaling deeply and shutting his eyes, trying to soak in each breath.
     
    BRADY: Why don't I feel so lucky?
    ANITA: Probably withdrawals. And your body's probably weak. Lucky for you, I managed to get your body warmed up, or that cold lake water would've killed you before the withdrawal symptoms ever could.
    BRADY: Great. (sigh) I don't think I wanna eat.
    ANITA: I'll leave it here for you anyway. You might get hungry later. But you do need to eat.
     
    Anita gets up and heads for the door, stopping and turning back, as though remembering something.
     
    ANITA: I'll make you a pot of tea, that might help.
     
    Brady continues to stare blankly at the ceiling.
     
    BRADY: I...sure.
     
    Anita stands in the doorway and smiles.
     
    ANITA: I'll be back in a minute.
     
    As Anita walks out, Brady summons the strength to sit up again in the bed. Looking around the room, he looks out the window overlooking the lake. 
     
    The images flood back in his mind of the night of his accident. His harsh words for Theresa. The sound of his car speeding into the icy water. He shudders as he relives the moment of panic, recalling the impact. 
     
    He flops back in bed, squinting his eyes shut, as if shutting his eyes will wipe the memories away.
     
    ---
     

    Sami stands in the DiMera living room, standing before the desk. She closes up her briefcase after filing away some papers, and putting her tablet inside her purse, as she hears the living room doors swing open. She continues preparing, assuming EJ is at the door to motivate her to get a move on.
     
    SAMI: I'll be there in a sec, EJ, just gotta...
     
    Sami turns around and jumps back immediately upon realizing Nick is at the door, not EJ.
     
    NICK: Oh come on, Sami! I'm way skinnier than EJ. But I appreciate the compliment. He's a looker, that one!
     
    Sami looks on, eyes squinting with malice.
     
    SAMI: What do you want, Nick?
    NICK: Just wanted to have a little talk with you.
    SAMI: Well, I don't have time right now. I have to get to the hospital, as a matter of fact.
     
    Sami tries to walk out, appearing busy as she collects her things. Nick grabs Sami's arm to stop her, causing Sami to stop in her tracks, a bit of a shiver as she looks at Nick with an insane contempt. Nick looks back, an arrogant, dangerous nonchalance in his eyes.
     
    NICK: Not so fast, Sami. This will only take a minute. And I think it's in your best interests, and Kate's...and Gabi's...if you stuck around for....just a minute. Don't you think?
     
    Sami continues to stare him down as Nick retains his firm grasp on her arm.
     
    ---
     
    Nicole sits at her office desk and looks down at the flash drive Nick's given her.
     
    NICOLE: (sigh) Alright. Let's see what dirty little secrets you have locked inside you.
     
    Nicole holds the drive in her hand before rolling her eyes.
     
    NICOLE: Although, knowing Nick, he's probably just loaded a virus onto this thing to wipe my hard drive clean. Oh well, I'll just expense a new one with my new boss, I guess.
     
    With a bit of a laugh, Nicole plugs the flash drive into her computer. She talks herself through the process as though she's at a slot machine in Vegas.
     
    NICOLE: Alright, baby, show Mama the money....
     
    Nicole looks on with laser-focus as the document list appears on her monitor. Clicking on the first document, she waits with baited breath as the document loads on her screen. She inhales deeply as she soaks in the information.
     
    NICOLE: My God. Victor, you're going DOWN.
     
    Nicole smiles a satisfied smile as she reads on.
     
    ---
     
    Will relaxes a moment, miraculously keeping his coffee cup in tact as he steps inside his office toward Alex.
     
    WILL: I...Alex. I...sure, what do you need?
    ALEX: Come here.
     
    Alex opens a folder as Will steps close to him. Alex leans in close to him, causing Will to tense up. Alex begins to show him a document for Will to work on.
     
    ALEX: I'm gonna start you off slowly, just to get your feet wet, so...here...is a press release we'll be sending out tomorrow regarding the property acquisition problems we're having.
     
    As Alex speaks,Will feels Alex's body move in close to him, his breath on his neck, and every touch, no matter how inadvertent, excites him. Will breathes in deeply to try to relax himself, all the while, so focused on holding himself back, that he barely listens to Alex.
     
    ALEX: Okay, so...
     
    Will sits himself down at his desk to look over the file, as Alex crouches down beside him. Will sets his coffee on the table and leans in close again, as Alex explains the file.
     
    ALEX: So essentially, you'll be editing this for time, and we need this to read more like progress is being made on this front. We can't let the press see that we're stagnant on this issue.
     
    Will moves his arm over to point to a piece of this document.
     
    WILL: Right, so, here...
     
    Will clips his coffee mug as he points over the folder and knocks it off his desk...and all over Alex's shirt. Alex jumps back and Will jumps up from his seat.
     
    WILL: Oh God. I'm...
     
    Alex looks himself over, holding back a curse as he tries to undo his tie and shirt before the heat of the coffee burns him.
     
    ALEX: Ow Ow ow ow ow!
    WILL: Ahhh I'm sorry, here, here, here, let me get that off...you...
     
    As Will jumps over and helps peel Alex's wet shirt off him, they both stop a moment. Will looks down at Alex's body and swallows hard. He stutters as he tries to speak.
     
    WILL: I...I'm so sorry. I just...I...
     
    Alex laughs a bit, looking at an obviously embarrassed Will.
     
    ALEX: Don't worry. I'm...a klutz half the time myself. Uh...look. Let me...go change. I bring a change of clothes usually just in case...a pen explodes...bit of my lunch falls on me...
    WILL: Some idiot newbie spills coffee on you on the first day.
     
    Alex smiles, putting a hand on Will's shoulder in reassurance.
     
    ALEX: Nah, come on. Don't be so hard on yourself. Will. I'm not gonna fire you for this. If I was going to, I'dve fired myself last year. Okay?
     
    Will nods sheepishly. Alex now puts both hands on Will's shoulders, looking up at Will to try to convince him to look up his way. Will finally does, and their eyes lock. Will's defenses go down and he smiles at Alex, they both laugh gently at their situation, as Will's eyes get distracted by Alex's shirtless body.
     
    ---
     

    Marlena arrives at University Hospital's board room to find it filled with people from all over the hospital. She quickly walks over to Laura, who looks over and greets Marlena.
     
    LAURA: Good morning. I take it you got word about the meeting?
    MARLENA: Yes, I did. It's unusual of them to ask so many people to one of these meetings, so I'm rather curious what it could be about.
    LAURA: Sounds serious.
    MARLENA: It very well could be.
     
    Laura looks over to see Jennifer walk into the room with Liam in tow. Laura stares with a deeply troubled look, which Marlena immediately picks up on.
     
    MARLENA: Laura...are you alright?
     
    Laura holds her gaze a moment longer before responding, looking Marlena's way only as she finishes speaking.
     
    LAURA: I'm fine. I'm...just fine.
    MARLENA: Why don't I believe you?
     
    Laura smiles and tries to reassure her friend, but is barely able to reassure herself.
     
    LAURA: Don't worry. I'll be just fine.
     

    Marlena looks on, deciding to drop it, as the door closes behind a newly arriving Kayla, who calls out to the room for their attention.
     
    KAYLA: Good morning, everyone! Let's get started!
     
    Kayla walks over to the head of the board room table. She remains standing as she speaks to the crowd gathered in the room.
     
    KAYLA: So...you're probably wondering why I've called this meeting this morning. And I do want to thank you all for coming out on such short notice....but I am...officially announcing my resignation as Chief of Staff at University Hospital.
     
    The crowd look on, stunned by Kayla's announcement.
     
    ---
  21. beebs
    EPISODE 59
    Written by A. Washington-Beeby
    Story Consultants: ML Cooks & C. Nathaniel Richardson



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

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

    After a pause, she continues.

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

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

    ---

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



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

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

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

    HOPE: Alright. I'll do it.

    Gabi beams with happiness at Hope's decision.

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

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

    HOPE: No problem, Gabi. I'll let you know how it goes, alright?
    GABI: Okay! Thanks again, I know it's...I know it's a huge thing to ask of you, I just...want you to know that I do appreciate it.
    HOPE: Don't mention it.

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

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

    ---

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



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

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

    MAXINE: Mmmhmm, that's what I thought.
    DANIEL: Maxine, I don't want to hear it.
    MAXINE: Did you at least have a good time last night?

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

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

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

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

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

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

    ---

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

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

    Kim stands up, smiling politely.

    KIM: Thank you.

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

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

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

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

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

    AIDEN: Please, Kim. Have a seat. So what is it I can help you with, exactly?
    KIM: Well...I need you to give me a little advice about a family...situation.
    AIDEN: Okay...what exactly is it?
    KIM: It's my daughter, Theresa. She's been in an accident, and she's...unfortunately in the hospital.

    Aiden looks at Kim with concern.

    AIDEN: I'm...really sorry to hear about that. Is there a problem at University Hospital or something?
    KIM: Well...no.
    AIDEN: Then what's the problem?
    KIM: To be blunt, I need you to find a way to keep Billie Reed out of Theresa's hospital room.

    ---

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

    ---

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

    MARLENA: I'm sorry? You saw what?

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

    JOHN: The first thing I see when I come back to town, Doc. You and...Roman. I saw you comforting him on that bench, Doc.
    MARLENA: You have absolutely no idea what that was about, John!
    JOHN: No. I do.
    MARLENA: How could you possibly?! You've been gone for months! No one's heard boo from you! And suddenly you know exactly what's going on?

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

    MARLENA: NO! NO! No you do not...
    JOHN (talking over her) Doc, I'm not saying what you think I am...Doc. Come on now.
    MARLENA: I was comforting Roman because he...
    JOHN: Doc! You don't have to explain anything to me. Just...be good to him. Alright?

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

    MARLENA: What?

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

    JOHN: My lawyers will contact you in the morning. We'll get the divorce proceedings finalized. I want this to be quick and painless for both of us.
    MARLENA: John! What do you mean?
    JOHN: I mean it's time we let this go, Doc. Look, I...I can't talk about this any further but...this is just...it's how it has to be, okay?

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

    JOHN: I'll be gone by morning.
    MARLENA: What...John? JOHN!

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

    ---

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

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

    Kim sneers at the thought of Billie as she responds.

    KIM: Well, if you ask me she's a threat to anyone within a 100 mile radius of her.
    AIDEN: Okay, but...legally. Can we make a case against this woman? Because you can do one of two things here, y'see. You can either just talk with the hospital administration and ask that Theresa be put under a stricter visitor list. Only immediate family admitted, and those usually work but they're...hard to enforce in a hospital the size of University Hospital.
    KIM: Right. I mean...I used to work at University Hospital so I know that all too well.

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

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

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

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

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

    ---

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

    KATE: Nick Fallon has absolutely nothing to do with anything I do. I was just saying that Nick was telling me that he overheard from a board member on the elevator this morning that we may end up with major fines from the FCC if we keep the station. The conflict of interest in this is crystal clear, Billie.
    BILLIE: Well...he has a point. But I don't know why you're trusting conjecture from Nick.
    KATE: Because he's right more often than he's wrong. Whether he's a psychopath or not.

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

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

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

    BILLIE: Yes.

    Kate smiles and opens the door to her office.

    KATE: Good! Let's go then!

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

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

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

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

    LUCAS: Uh oh. What did you do now?

    ---

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

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

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

    ---


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

    JJ: Okay, you got me. I was driving Abigail to the airport this morning.
    JENNIFER: What? What do you mean? Where is Abby?
    JJ: She's in Europe.

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

    JENNIFER: What??
    JJ: It was for work, it's...DiMera...it's a...project they wanted specifically her to work on. It was...really last minute.
    JENNIFER: I...she didn't even...consult with me. She didn't...she's not fit to fly, she just got out of hospital a few hours ago, I mean...

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

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

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

    JJ: Mom, what are you doing?
    JENNIFER: I am going to call the airport and stop them before that plane takes off.
    JJ: You can't! It's already taken off. They left hours ago.



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

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

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

    JJ: Mom...MOM, where are you going?
    JENNIFER: I'm going to have a little chat with your sister's boss.
    JJ: Mom! I don't...

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

    ---
  22. beebs
    DAYS OF OUR LIVES Ep. 42
    Written by A. Washington-Beeby
    Story Consultants: ML Cooks & C. Nathaniel Richardson

    Theresa steps onto the elevator at her building, having just paid the cabbie that drove her back to Salem with Brady's credit card. She's still somewhat intoxicated, very tired, and looks disheveled. She presses the button up to her floor and leans back against the back wall of the elevator car.

    She closes her eyes, thinking back to the night's events.

    ***

    Meeting Chloe, and Theresa's intense sense of threat at Chloe and Brady's camraderie.

    ***

    Theresa finding Brady's credit card on the floor of the club.

    ***

    Theresa seeing what she believed was Chloe and Brady kissing on the patio.

    ***

    Theresa forwarding the video of Brady doing cocaine to her friend at the gossip rag.

    ***

    The elevator dings as it stops on her floor. Theresa snaps back to reality, realizing the gravity of her actions, she breathes heavily.

    THERESA: Well, he got what he deserved, right?

    Theresa holds her head up and sashays from the elevator with all the dignity she can muster. As she puts her key in the lock, the door to Kim's apartment opens. Kim is half-asleep, dressed in her nightgown and housecoat. It's evident that she's been kept awake by Theresa's absence.

    KIM: Theresa?

    Theresa stops in her tracks. She turns to face her mother, folding her arms and trying to retain her composure. Kim can see through her tough display, and Theresa knows it.

    THERESA: Mom.
    KIM: You alright, baby?

    Kim steps toward Theresa. Theresa reactively backs up, visibly upset.

    THERESA: I'm fine, Mother.
    KIM: Honey, are you sure?

    Theresa breathes deeply, and looks away. She shakes her head and tries in vain to hold back tears.

    THERESA: No. No, I'm not.

    Kim immediately walks over to a despondent Theresa, and hugs her warmly. Theresa, finally, does not resist.

    ---

    Will and Sonny lie together in bed. Sonny is ready to sleep, but leans over, and notices Will is wide awake, and deep in thought.

    SONNY: Can't sleep?
    WILL: Ugh, I'm trying but...
    SONNY: But Nick.
    WILL: (sighs) Sonny, this is exactly why I need to find work. I need to be able to fight back against him, and I can't do that without the resources to protect my child.
    SONNY: I know, but you can't do anything about it tonight, and if you don't get some sleep, you won't be able to tomorrow either, right?
    WILL: I know. (sigh) I guess I'm just worried what Gabi's gonna do. She's gotta be worried sick about what that bastard's gonna pull next.

    Sonny puts his arm around Will, pulling him close to him as he holds Will's left hand in his. He caresses him softly as he holds him.

    SONNY: She's tougher than you think. She'll find some way.

    ---

    Gabi wakes up in her bedroom with a start. She sighs heavily as she realizes she was dreaming.

    GABI: Thank God. It was just a dream....I gotta get out of here for a minute. And go for a walk, and clear my mind.

    Gabi pulls herself out of bed.

    ---

    Rafe walks through the park with Jordan. They're laughing as Jordan eats the last of her ice cream cone.

    RAFE: So I see you liked it, but did you taste it?

    Jordan laughs a bit, trying not to choke as she swallows the last of her ice cream.

    JORDAN: What? Are you trying to kill me or something?
    RAFE: Sorry! I didn't mean to do that. I just...you were eating so fast, I...

    Rafe and Jordan share a hearty laugh at the situation, before looking up at the stars together. Jordan takes Rafe's arm and leans against him. She's content in a profound way.

    JORDAN: You know, I haven't been this happy in a really long time.
    RAFE: I'm glad. I know it hasn't always been easy for you, but...you know I've enjoyed getting to know you.

    Jordan looks up to Rafe and smiles.

    JORDAN: Me too.

    They lean and share a kiss, before pulling away at the sound of a familiar voice.

    NICK: Oo! Me too!

    ---

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

    ---

    Brady attempts once more to call Theresa as he stands outside the front door of the Kiriakis Mansion, to no avail. He puts his phone in his pocket, clearly upset.

    BRADY: Damn it!

    Brady fumbles with his keys, before finally being able to open the door. When he walks in, he finds himself in a darkened house. He searches for the lights momentarily, only to find, when he turns the lights on, Victor, sitting in the chair facing the entrance to the living room. Victor is cross.

    VICTOR: How nice of you to come back and reassure us you're not dead.

    Brady rolls his eyes, he's exhausted and coming down from the cocaine high. Brady is still a bit tipsy, however.

    BRADY: Granddad, I'm not doing this with you right now, okay?
    VICTOR: Doing what? Engaging? You never do that unless it's in marriage with the wrong woman.
    BRADY: Okay, can we go two seconds without some snarky remark? Because I just came home from Chicago, on what was supposed to be an amazing night, with no idea where the girl I took to Chicago with me is, with my credit card stolen, and pretty soon, a massive hangover.
    VICTOR: Stolen credit card? My first stop would be to question that girl you took to Chicago. I wouldn't trust her with a book of fast food coupons, never mind my credit card.
    BRADY: Grandad!
    VICTOR: Alright, alright. I'm just glad you're alright, and I hope you didn't do anything stupid that could come back to bit you in the ass. The last thing we need right now is for some seedy tabloid to get ahold of any dirt on you while you're drunk off your face and God knows what else you've gotten into tonight. We need to run a tight ship ahead of this board meeting this week.
    BRADY: They weren't allowed into the club. It was all very tightly controlled. Believe me. You have absolutely nothing to worry about. Okay?
    VICTOR: I'd better not. There's too much riding on the Titan TV vote, and I don't know how many more unpleasant surprises this old heart can take. I've been in a nursing home once already. That's plenty for one lifetime.

    ---

    Kim and Theresa sit on Theresa's sofa. Kim hands Theresa a cup of tea, and wraps a blanket from the couch across Theresa's shoulders. Theresa sits quietly, and Kim just lets her talk.

    THERESA: So when I saw Brady and Chloe making out on the patio, I just...I couldn't take it anymore.
    KIM: Honey, are you sure it was them? I mean, did you see their faces?
    THERESA: I...I'm almost certain, Mom. I...the woman was wearing the same coloured dress as Chloe and looked like the same colour of spray-tan. I...
    KIM: You just have doubts now.
    THERESA: No, I really am sure it was them. I mean, Brady was high on coke and he'd been drinking all night. And every time I'd turn around, OH LOOK! There's Chloe again.
    KIM: Theresa, I'm just worried that lashing out at Brady was premature. You don't really know where he went after your fight.

    Theresa gets up, begins pacing the room.

    THERESA: Oh I know where he went, straight to Chloe. And that's why I forwarded that video. Every man in my life does this kind of crap to me, and I'm not gonna let people walk all over me and use me like that. Not again.

    Kim stands up, shocked by Theresa's admission.

    KIM: You what?
    THERESA: I forwarded the video I accidentally shot of Brady doing cocaine, and I forwarded it to that friend of mine in LA who works at the gossip site. Brady Black's not going to get away with screwing with me.

    ---

    Liam steps out of Jennifer's door, about to head for home. Jenn smiles as she sees the new man in her life, and he smiles back, though somewhat tense.

    JENNIFER: So when do I get to meet your family?
    LIAM: I uh...I'm not sure.
    JENNIFER: Oh come on, Liam. Do they live in Salem or is it one of those times where we'd have to fly out somewhere?
    LIAM: Well, I'm honestly not that close to my family, Jenn. We sorta drifted apart a long time ago and...well, I've been so caught up in my work that I really haven't had the time to try to mend fences.

    Jenn looks at Liam, a sadness in her eyes. She reaches for Liam's hand.

    JENNIFER: I'm sorry to hear that. I know you're very quiet about your life. And I can tell there's a lot of painful memories behind that. But whenever you're ready to talk about it, I'm here for you.
    LIAM: Thank you, Jenn.
    JENNIFER: And I mean that. I know it's hard to let someone in on the problems in your life. But I've had a lot of painful times in my life too. Believe me, it hasn't always been easy for me. I want to lift that burden off of you. But only when you're ready.

    Liam smiles, he squeezes Jenn's hand, and leans over to kiss her.

    LIAM: You always say something that makes me think you're the one for me more and more. You know that?
    JENNIFER: I feel so...attached to you. I just hope you'll learn to trust me enough.
    LIAM: I do. It's just not easy to tell you these things.

    As Liam speaks, JJ walks from the living room. Overhearing the conversation, he lingers a bit before heading upstairs.

    LIAM: Uh...listen, Jenn. Before I go, I just wanted to say, if your mom needs a place to live, I figured I knew a few builings in the area. Maybe it'll speed up the process and get your mom into a condo or something sooner.

    JJ raises an eyebrow at this.

    JJ: (thinks to himself) What is he trying to get her out of the house already? Shady, man.

    JJ heads upstairs before he's noticed.

    JENNIFER: That's really sweet of you, Liam. I'll let Mom know, okay?
    LIAM: Alright.

    Jenn and Liam share a long, sweet kiss, before Liam heads off for the night. Jenn leans against the doorframe, watching lovingly as Liam heads for his car. Jenn waves as he departs.

    ---

    Liam, now inside his car, quickly makes a phone call as he drives away.

    LIAM: (into phone) Yeah, it's me. We've got a major problem now. Jenn's mom just came back. No, I won't calm down. This is gonna throw a wrench into everything....Okay, I'll call him.

    Liam slams his phone down on the dash as he drives down the street.

    LIAM: Dammit.

    ---

    Jordan and Rafe turn to face a smug Nick. Rafe is visibly unimpressed, while Jordan is trying to make heads or tails of the sitation, hoping to defuse it before it gets out of hand.

    RAFE: What do you want?
    NICK: It's a beautiful night. I just came to enjoy the fresh air. Spend some time alone in the city that I love.
    RAFE: Really? I thought that was New York. Too bad you didn't stay there.
    NICK: That's funny. See, it's a really great story, and one of these days, I'll tell you all about it.
    RAFE: I'm sure it'll be hilarious. If you'll excuse us--
    NICK: ...You know what the best part is about being in Salem is getting close to Gabi again.

    Rafe, who has turned to walk away, is stopped dead in his tracks by Nick's comment about Gabi. Jordan squeezes Rafe's arm, hoping to stop him from reacting violently to Nick's baiting.

    RAFE: What did you say?

    As Rafe and Nick talk, Gabi happens to be passing by the park on her walk. Deep in thought, she barely even registers the conversation for a moment. After a minute. She stops. Recognizing the voices.

    NICK: I've been really enjoying it. I even went to visit her tonight. A nice little surprise. Some flowers. She seems to really be liking it. Now, don't worry. I'm not pushing her too far if that's what you're wondering. I'm keeping a respectful distance.
    RAFE: New York would've been a respectful distance, Nick. After what you did to Sonny and Will, you have the audacity to invade their home like that?
    NICK: Gabi invited me in.
    RAFE: Why would she do that?

    Gabi, who had been already deep in thought about Nick's motives, is increasingly concerned by his baiting of her brother. She hides herself in the bushes and watches carefully.

    NICK: Because maybe she sees that I'm trying to do good things. I'm trying to help Percy keep his land, and trying to maybe make it up to Sonny and Will for all the crappy things I've done to them.
    RAFE: "Crappy" seems a bit of an understatement.
    NICK: And you know what? I can tell, she sees the good in me. And, given time, she will come back to me. I can guarantee it.

    Nick's words echo in Gabi's head. "She will come back to me". It echoes in her head, making her feel sick to her stomach.

    RAFE: Boy, you're confident, aren't you? How are you so sure?
    NICK: Because Gabi knows that the only way she'll truly be happy is with me. There's no other way for her.

    Gabi flashes back to the river, when Nick threatened to tell the police about her involvement in Melanie's kidnapping if she didn't go to New York with him.

    She sits in the bushes, terrified, breathing heavily.

    GABI: My God. I gotta do something.

    ---
  23. beebs
    EPISODE 161
    Written by A. Washington-Beeby
    Story Consultants: C. Nathaniel Richardson & Nick Monarco
     
     

    In the Horton living room, Laura paces the room, while Liam, Jenn and JJ look on. Laura has an intense look on her face, trying to sort out the details of Liam's story.
     
    After a moment, she stops and turns to face Liam.
     
    LAURA: You know, Liam, I realize you've had a lot of struggles the last few years. And I do appreciate you being so honest with us about your past.
    LIAM: Thank you, Laura.
     
    Laura takes a moment before continuing, looking over at a concerned JJ.
     
    LAURA: Liam, I don't mean to be ungrateful. I just....I'm very protective of my daughter, and my grandchildren. I wasn't there for them for a lot of years, through no fault of my own, and...I want to protect them at all costs.
    LIAM: Believe me, I understand.
     
    Laura looks down, trying to word her thoughts carefully.
     
    LAURA: I'm glad. Because I hope that this means you won't hold any feelings of animosity toward me for this. 
     
    Laura looks up at Liam, then at Jennifer. She smiles.
     
    LAURA: I know that things can become very volatile in families, and you need to separate yourself from them for a time. But just know that, no matter what, we are always here when you need our help.
     
    Laura reaches out and takes Liam's hand in hers. She smiles broadly. Liam looks back with the same broad smile.
     
    LIAM: I really appreciate that, Laura. You don't understand just how much.
    LAURA: I'm sure I do. Welcome to the family, Liam.
     
    Laura and Liam hug, as a thrilled Jennifer looks on. JJ hangs back, confused and somewhat horrified at his grandmother's sudden change of heart.
     
    ---
     

    Nick steps into the Kiriakis living room. He carries a pair of crossbody bags on his shoulders, and a pair of large suitcases are wheeled in behind him. To the shock of the Kiriakis family, Nick sets his luggage down and smiles broadly.
     
    NICK: Morning, everyone. Feels great to be home.
     
    Justin, sitting on the sofa in his dressing gown, sets down his coffee on the coffee table, giving Nick a confused glare.
     
    JUSTIN: Nick...this isn't funny. Especially this early in the morning. What's going on?
    NICK: Just coming to meet and greet with my housemates.
     

    At this moment,  Maggie steps into the room, a tray of croissants in her hand.
     
    MAGGIE: Morning, everyone! Chef made some croissants, so I figured I'd help out and bring them in.
     
    Maggie goes to offer everyone some, but notices Nick before her, and looks at him, puzzled.
     
    MAGGIE: Nick! What are you doing here?
     
    Nick looks up at Maggie and smiles broadly, almost enjoying seeing the pained look of the Kiriakis clan as he tells Maggie his news.
     
    NICK: Isn't it obvious, Aunt Maggie? I'm moving in!
     
    Maggie, and the others, look back at Nick, with a sickened confusion.
     
    ---
     

    Sheryl stands in the stairwell at University Hospital, on her phone with Jerome. She speaks in whispers, but is clearly panicking.
     
    SHERYL: (into phone) We have a major problem on our hands.
     
    ...
     

    Jerome walks into the living room at the Grant house, cell phone in ear. He checks behind and around him to make sure Valerie is not in earshot.
     
    JEROME: (into phone) You couldn't have picked a worse time, you know?
     
    ...
     
    SHERYL: (into phone) I don't think that's what matters right now. You need to listen. Crystal got the memo. She's here. NOW.
     
    ...
     
    Jerome's jaw drops, floored by the news. He stammers as he tries to answer.
     
    ---
     
     
    ---
     
    Justin tosses his tablet to his side on the couch, as he gets up from the sofa, exapserated.
     
    JUSTIN: Are you serious right now? It's not bad enough you've taken over our company, now you want our house?
    NICK: Ahh Justin, don't worry. It's not like I'm kicking any of you out. In fact, I think this place is big enough for all of us.
     
    Nick turns to a waiting Henderson, who reluctantly takes Nick's suitcases from him, as Nick turns to give him instruction.
     
    NICK: Oh, ah, there may be one more person staying in my room with me, Henderson. But if she isn't, can you make the adjacent room up for her for me?
    HENDERSON: Ah...
     
    Henderson looks over at Maggie, who nods in agreement, before responding gracefully.
     
    HENDERSON: Absolutely, Mr. Fallon.
    NICK: Thanks, Henderson.
     
    As Henderson leaves with Nick's bags, Maggie asks the pertinent question.
     
    MAGGIE: Ahh...one other person?
     
    Nick smiles proudly as he responds.
     
    NICK: Yeah, Gabi may move in with me. She's gonna let me for sure today.
     
    Justin snaps at the news of yet another person in the house.
     
    JUSTIN: Oh, come on! What are we running, a boarding house here?
     
    Alex interjects, trying to keep his father's temper in check.
     
    ALEX: Dad! Nick...much as I hate to say it...he has a right to be here.
    ANJELICA: Alex is right.
    JUSTIN: Oh, how do you know, Anjelica?
     
    Anjelica stands by her son, giving Justin an emotionless, dry response.
     
    ANJELICA: I do my research. Apparently, this is a concept that escapes you.
     
    Justin sighs, as Nick corroborates Anjelica and Alex.
     
    NICK: They're right. Since I own a majority stake in Titan now, and this property is not Victor's personal property but Titan corporate property...well...
     
    Nick shrugs, feigning helplessness, as Justin shakes his head.
     
    JUSTIN: How the Hell did we manage this.
     
    Nick smirks, as he turns to leave the room, heading for his bedroom. On his way out, he makes a snarky retort.
     
    NICK: Guess you shouldn't have tried to shirk your taxes by making the house corporate property, Justin! See ya!
     
    As Nick disappears around the corner, Justin, Maggie, Alex and Anjelica stand around, with only Anjelica looking remotely pleased. Even Maggie looks uncomfortable with the situation they find themselves in.
     
    ---
     
    As Laura and Liam separate from their embrace, Jenn smiles broadly, excited by the apparent thawing of Liam and Laura's relationship. 
     
    JENNIFER:Ohh this is great. Isn't it, JJ?
     
    JJ responds cooly, shaken by Laura's sudden change of heart toward the man he fears.
     
    JJ: Yeah. Awesome.
     
    Laura turns back toward JJ and smiles, winking just out of the line of sight of either Jenn or Liam.
     
    LAURA: Look, you should all be going. I need to take care of some things before JJ leaves. 
     
    Laura turns to face Jenn and Liam.
     
    LAURA: You don't mind if JJ and I have a word alone before he leaves, do you?
    LIAM: Not at all.
    LAURA: Great.
     
    Jennifer and Liam step out of the room, leaving JJ behind, almost exploding to find out what Laura just did.
     
    JJ: Grandma, what the Hell was that?
     
    Laura turns to JJ, speaking softly so as not to be heard, but emphatically. She takes JJ's hands in hers and smiles wryly.
     
    LAURA: That was a factfinding mission, JJ. And I struck gold.
     
    JJ looks on, puzzled. Laura looks over as Liam and Jennifer close the front door to the house.
     
    LAURA: At least, I think so. And in any event, it's enough information for us to work with while you're at Berkley.
    JJ: Grandma, I don't get this.
    LAURA: It's simple, JJ. Things are going to be a lot easier around here if I make my fears about Liam appear to be addressed, and resolved. Now, Liam thinks I'm out of his hair. I get all kinds of information that you, myself, and Daniel can research, and we get to figure out exactly what's going on and who Liam is involved with before it's too late.
     
    JJ sighs, looking over at the doorway, his fear of Liam palpable.
     
    JJ: Grandma, I hope to God you're right about this.
     
    ---
     

    Jordan sits at her desk at University Hospital. She looks at her fiancé, Rafe, in horror, as he sits across from her at her desk.
     
    JORDAN: I don't...I don't understand...wh...
    RAFE: You heard me, didn't you?
    JORDAN: Yyyes, but I don't know how to respond to that kind of question, Rafe. What do you mean, who are you really marrying? I...you're marrying Jordan Ridgeway. 
     
    Rafe looks steely-eyed at Jordan, entering into interrogation mode.
     
    RAFE: Kate seems to think otherwise.
    JORDAN: Kate thinks a lot of things, Rafe. And a whole lot of them are lies.
     
    Jordan gets up from her desk, leaning against it as she stares into Rafe's eyes.
     
    JORDAN: I have only known this woman for a matter of months, and I know this. Why can't you figure this out?
    RAFE: Because I know Kate. And I know that she would lie in a heartbeat if it would suit her, but I also know when she's telling the truth.
     
    Jordan sighs, looking away from Rafe. She shakes her head as she responds to Rafe.
     
    JORDAN: And you think this is one of those times.
    RAFE: Well? Is it?
    JORDAN: I'm not even going to dignify that with--
     
    Rafe interrupts Jordan, exploding with anger as he shouts her down.
     
    RAFE: Is it?!
     
    After a moment of silence, Rafe gets up from his seat, and leans in toward Jordan, almost hissing his words.
     
    RAFE: J...Jordan, if you don't tell me the truth right now, I swear to God, I will walk out that door, and I will NEVER look back.
     
    Jordan sighs again. She slowly sits herself back down behind her desk. She throws her arms out, as though admitting defeat.
     
    JORDAN: Fine! Yes. I am not Jordan Ridgeway. Are you happy now?
     
    Rafe looks on, disappointment clearly in his eyes, as Jordan looks away, sensing his feeling.
     
    ---
     
    Jerome paces the living room of his family home, on his cell phone with Sheryl, as they both panic about the news of Crystal's arrival in Salem.
     
    JEROME: (into phone) W...ah...we...I intercepted that e-mail within minutes, how the hell...
     
    ...
     
    Sheryl stands in the stairwell at the hospital, shaking her head as she answers Jerome's question before he finishes.
     
    SHERYL: (into phone) I couldn't tell you. All I know is, she's here now, in the locker room, and is just SO happy to meet me. And now I gotta figure out what to do about it.
     
    ...
     
    JEROME: (into phone) Okay (sigh) look, just...sit tight, don't raise alarms. Just get to Jordan's office as fast as you can, and try to get her out of town.
     
    ...
     
    Sheryl shakes her head, annoyed by this turn of events. She responds to Jerome sarcastically.
     
    SHERYL: (into phone) Sure. Simple as that. (sigh) I'll figure something out. You keep your nose clean. I'll report back in a bit.
     
    Sheryl hangs up the phone, before turning back toward the door to the 7th floor. She opens the door back to the hallway outside the locker room, when she spies the cleaner leaving the supply room, pushing her cart out the door.  As she does, she's on her walkie talkie, responding to a call from another floor.
     
    VOICE: (via walkie talkie) Sandra, there's a spill in the lounge on the 4th floor.
    SANDRA: (into walkie talkie) Yeah, I'm on it, thanks. Just on the 7th floor...
     
    As Sandra walks away with the cart, she's distracted by the conversation into the walkie talkie and doesn't notice Sheryl behind her. She pushes the cart away, forcing the door open, as the quiet hallway remains nearly empty.
     
    Mere milliseconds before the door shuts behind her, Sheryl sticks her foot out, stopping the door from fully closing. The cleaner doesn't notice, and Sheryl looks around at the empty hallway, and gives a knowing smirk, before stepping inside.
     
    ---
  24. beebs
    DAYS OF OUR LIVES Ep. 35
    Written by A. Washington-Beeby
    Story Consultants: ML Cooks & C. Nathaniel Richardson

    Ciara, Johnny and Chase walk together down the path toward the Brady Pub, Hope not far behind as they walk. Hope is on the phone to someone and stops near the door of the pub, as the kids talk a bit further away.

    CHASE: My dad says that he fought a bear once and won.
    JOHNNY: COOL!

    Ciara looks at Chase, unimpressed.

    CIARA: So? No one cares what lame fights your dad's in, Chase. I bet he made it up.
    CHASE: Did not!
    CIARA: Well did you SEE him fight the bear?
    CHASE: Just cos I didn't see it doesn't mean it didn't happen!
    CIARA: Then I don't believe you.
    CHASE: Shut up!

    Chase pushes Ciara, and Ciara pushes back, just as Hope notices and Aiden arrives. They both scuttle to stop the kids from fighting.

    HOPE: Hey hey hey!
    AIDEN: What's going on here?
    CIARA: He pushed me.
    CHASE: Did not!
    CIARA: Did so.

    Hope steps between the kids as they begin to grab for each other again.

    HOPE: Okay, okay, enough! Ciara! Come into the pub with me, we're gonna have a talk, okay?

    Ciara folds her arms and frowns in an almost melodramatic fashion.

    CIARA: Fine.

    Ciara stomps into the pub, closing the door behind her. Hope looks at Aiden with a knowing look of parental frustration, but Aiden is not appearing to understand. Holding his son against him as if to protect him, he shakes his head at Hope.

    AIDEN: Why is it SO HARD for you to control your child?

    Hope raises her eyebrow, upset by Aiden's accusation.

    HOPE: Excuse me?

    ---

    Theresa crosses her arms in frustration as Billie sits across from her at the table at Club TBD, unable to contain her disapproval at Theresa's relationship with Brady.

    THERESA: Uh oh? What? What's wrong with Brady?
    BILLIE: I mean....it's not that he's a bad guy. I've known him since he was a kid, he's a great guy but...Theresa, he's in a really bad place right now, and...having been an addict myself, I know what this could be for him right now, and I don't think it's healthy for either of you.
    THERESA: Billie. Were fine. We have a lot of fun together and I let him take a lot of weight off his shoulders. Is that really such a big deal?
    BILLIE: Honey, if he's using you as a distraction for his real problems, yeah. It's a huge deal.

    ---

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

    ---

    Will looks at Marlena with an unimpressed look as he stands in her office.

    WILL: Grandma, come on. This isn't something to celebrate.
    MARLENA: I know. I know, but...well, you know how much I love EJ DiMera.
    WILL: Oh, I'm sure there's enough warmth there to heat our entire apartment block.

    Marlena and Will laugh. Will puts his hand on Marlena's shoulder reassuringly.

    WILL: I know you're just looking out for her. But I have a really strong feeling that, if they can get through this, they might just make it this time.

    Marlena gives a half-hearted smile to Will. She stares at the ground a few seconds before looking to him. Will looks to her the entire time, wondering what she's pondering.

    MARLENA: Will, I don't know if I've ever talked to you about this. But I think you need to hear it. Because I really don't think you truly understand my hesitation at your mother marrying EJ.

    Will nods slowly, a bit confused as to what Marlena's leading to.

    WILL: Okay. What do you mean?
    MARLENA: Well...as your mom told you, EJ...he forced your mother to have...sex with him. And...

    Marlena takes a moment and breathes. She fights back tears as she tries to muster the words. Will rubs his hand up and down Marlena's arm in sympathy. Marlena's fight slowly is lost as she recounts her story to Will.

    MARLENA: I have been in her shoes before.
    WILL: With EJ?
    MARLENA: No, no. It was...so long ago. Before your mother was even born. I was engaged to a man named Kellam Chandler and...he raped me. And I...I just don't know if it's possible for any woman to be able to truly, completely trust and believe in that man after he does something like that to her. Now, your mother has been so strong for so long, and has really fought this feeling about EJ for a long time but...I think the realization of what EJ did to her...it's finally sunk in, Will. And if I'm being completely honest...I'm so glad for that, because now she can see that man for the evil, evil creature that he is.

    Will, stunned by Marlena's story and her perceptions of Sami and EJ's relationship, leans in to hug his grandmother, so very much on his mind, he can only stare ahead, eyes wide open.

    ---

    Jenn looks at Liam, confused and slightly hurt by his rejection of her evening plan.

    JENNIFER: What do you mean?
    LIAM: Jenn, I just have a lot of work to do tonight. I know you wanna help take my mind off it but..I've just been so distracted lately and I really need to finish this project for tomorrow. I hope you understand.

    Jenn smiles as Liam speaks. She feels reassured and puts her hand on his shoulder in sympathy.

    JENNIFER: Liam! It's okay. I understand. You shouldn't feel guilty for being dedicated to your job.
    LIAM: I figured you'd understand. Look, we can always get together tomorrow night and I'll tell you how everything went. Okay?
    JENNIFER: I'd like that.
    LIAM: Alright. I'll see you later.

    Liam kisses Jenn tightly on the lips. Jenn watches as Liam heads off for his car, a smile a mile wide across her face. As Liam takes off, she hears the phone ring. Jenn scuttles back into the house, closing the door behind her. She picks up the phone, and hears from her mother.

    JENNIFER: (into phone) Hello?

    ...

    Laura Horton sits at a desk in her office at a Portland clinic. She appears relaxed and content, wearing a huge smile as she begins to talk on her office phone to her daughter.

    LAURA: Hi Darling. It's your mom.

    ...

    JENNFER: Mom! How are you?

    ...

    LAURA: I'm well, honey. I just wanted to call to let you know I'd be coming to town in a few days.

    ...

    JENNIFER: Oh that's fantastic! Uh...where are you staying?

    ...

    LAURA: I'll just be staying at the Salem Inn, it's just for a couple weeks while I work with a patient at the hospital. Marlena asked me to help her with it.

    ...

    JENNIFER: Absolutely not, we'd love to have you stay with us at the house.

    ...

    LAURA: Are you sure? I know it's a really busy place right now, and I wouldn't want to impose.

    ...

    JENNIFER: Mom! Don't worry about it. I'll build a bed for you if I have to. Just...please come stay with us, will you?

    ...

    LAURA: Alright, darling. Oh, and by the way...how is Abigail doing?

    ...

    JENNIFER: She's actually doing much better, Mom. Apparently she's just started a new job today working for Countess Wilhelmina. I don't know how I feel about her working for the DiMeras though.

    ---

    Sami, Abigail, and EJ stand in the hallway at the DiMera Building. EJ is shocked and upset after Sami's news. Abigail is also a bit uneasy, not having realized that she'd be working so closely with EJ in her new position.

    EJ: Samantha, why didn't you consult me about this first?
    SAMI: I didn't think it was a big deal. What, you don't want Abigail working here?
    ABBY: I'm sure he doesn't. That's fine, EJ. If you'd rather I not take this job, I can always find another job.
    EJ: No. No, Abigail. That's not what I meant. Look. Samantha. Can I have a word alone with Abigail for a minute? I just...I don't want her to misunderstand.

    Sami looks at Abigail and EJ, feeling something is going on that she's unaware of. She lingers on their eyes. Both of them fixated on the other. Sami turns to EJ and hesitates before speaking.

    SAMI: Sure. I'll be in my office. We can talk later.

    Sami walks back into her office, before shutting the door, the turns back to Abigail.

    SAMI: Oh! Abigail. Don't forget to head down to HR at 3:00 and pick up your new ID badge, okay?
    ABBY: Okay, thanks Sami!

    Sami closes the door to her office. No sooner has she done this than EJ has taken Abigail by the arm and dragged her into the adjacent board room. Abigail is surprised and tries in vain to fight EJ off, but he overpowers her. He lets go of her, and Abigail falls against the board room table.

    ABBY: OW! What the Hell, EJ?
    EJ: You're going to have to explain to me how you figured I wasn't working closely with Samantha at this company.
    ABBY: I didn't think of it, okay? I figured you were busy working with Stefano. I didn't think I'd be working alongside you all the time.
    EJ: Did you ever think of letting ME know before you accepted?
    ABBY: Why would I do that? What business is my work to you, anyway?
    EJ: It's my business because we have a secret between us that we need to protect, and the more we're together, the more difficult that will be.

    Abby in tense as EJ is approaching her with anger every time he speaks. She tries in vain to back away, her legs pressed against the conference table.

    ABBY: Well, we just have to make the best of it.
    EJ: We absolutely do not, Abigail.

    EJ turns away a minute, running his fingers through his hair with a pensive look across his face. He stops a second a turns to Abigail, a more subdued, inquisitive tone in his voice. He asks with less hostility:

    EJ: You never told me what happened with your job at the hospital.

    Abigail tenses again after relaxing a moment. She looks at the ground as if searching for somewhere to look away from EJ.

    ABBY: It was nothing.
    EJ: Oh ho ho, come on, little girl. You know, that's not it or you'd be fighting to get that job back right now. What happened?

    Abigail doesn't speak, her mouth quivers as she tries to speak, but fails to come up with a good lie. EJ's anger rises, and he desperately lurches toward Abigail, grabbing her by the shoulders and shakes her, as if to loosen the words from her throat.

    EJ: Tell me what happened, damn it! What happened at the hospital, Abigail!
    ABBY: It was Anne! It was all Anne!

    EJ stops, taking a step back. EJ is confused, barely knowing Anne.

    EJ: Anne?
    ABBY: Anne Milbauer. She heard everything. She forced me to quit or she'd...

    EJ holds back from screaming, a great tension in his face turns away from Abigail, a burning rage in him he struggles to keep from letting out.

    ---


  25. beebs
    EPISODE 82
    Written by A. Washington-Beeby
    Story Consultants: ML Cooks, Nick Monarco & C. Nathaniel Richardson 
     

    Will walks down the hallway on the EnerNext floor of Titan towards his office. As he walks, he passes Alex, who’s heading into his own office across the hall from Will. Will looks up, suddenly nervous as Alex locks eyes with Will and smiles. Will holds back a giggle and smiles back awkwardly.
     
    ALEX: Hey Will! How’s the first day going?
     
    Will nearly chokes on his words as he responds, voice cracking.
     
    WILL: Gre…(clears throat) great! Heh.
     
    Will immediately bugs his eyes out as he turns away, opening his office door and quickly scurrying away in embarrassment. Closing the door behind him, he leans up against the other side of the door, exhaling audibly in relief to be out of that situation.
    A moment later, Will’s cell phone rings. Frantically trying to remember where he’d put his phone, he jumps over to his desk to grab his phone. Seeing Sonny’s name on the screen, his face drops. Looking unimpressed, Will holds his finger over the ‘hang up’ button, but thinks better of it and, after a moment, answers.
     
    WILL: Hey.
     
    …
     

    Sonny is sitting standing by the bar at Club TBD, nervously tapping his fingers against the bar as he begins to speak to Will.
     
    SONNY: Will! Hey…I…uh…I’m glad you answered. 
     
    …
     
    WILL: Sonny, I don’t really have much time, I got a lot of work to do.
     
    …
     
    SONNY: Don’t worry, this…this won’t take long. I uh…I just got off the phone with Maggie, she and Victor invited us to dinner at the mansion tonight.
     
    …
     
    Will rolls his eyes and tries to cut Sonny off.
     
    WILL: Sonny, I don’t really have time—
     
    …
     
    SONNY: Will, it’s…a big deal. Apparently Victor has a surprise for us or something. It’s a big family dinner.
     
    …
     
    WILL: This wouldn’t happen to be some ploy to get me to forgive you, would it? Because, seriously, Sonny, I’m really not in the mood for any more games right now, I’m serious—
     
    …
     
    SONNY: Will, I’m serious. This is no game. Now, please, can we just…put our problems aside, just for tonight and just…pretend everything’s okay?
     
    …
     
    Will bites his lip, looking to the sky as he mulls over Sonny’s plea. Reluctantly, he answers.
     
    WILL: Fine. But this does not mean everything’s good between us. Don’t even try to use this as an opportunity to try to squirm your way back into bed tonight. You understand.
     
    …
     
    Sonny closes his eyes in frustration, sighing audibly.
     
    SONNY: Fine. Meet me at TBD for 6 and we’ll head over together?
     
    …
     
    WILL: Meet me at Victor’s for 6:30 and we’ll walk in together.
     
    …
     
    Sonny snaps, finally losing his cool at Will.
     
    SONNY: Will, come on!
     
    …
     
    Will smiles evilly, knowing his got Sonny’s goat.
     
    WILL: Final offer!
     
    …
     
    SONNY: (sigh) FINE. See you at Vic’s.
     
    Sonny hangs up angrily.
     
    …
     
    Will hangs up, a deliciously evil smile on his face as he chuckles to himself.
     
    WILL: Sonny, you are not gonna get away with lying to me that easily.
     
    Will sits down in his office chair, smirking as he leans back confidently.
     
    WILL: You did the crime, now you’re gonna do the time.
     
    ---
     

    At the hospital, Billie steps into Laura’s office, having interrupted Daniel’s talk with Laura about Liam. Both Laura and Daniel are taken aback by Billie’s arrival, and both struggle to speak.
     
    DANIEL: Uh…Billie! Hey…uh…mm, Laura and I were going over some…
    BILLIE: …Something I’m not supposed to know about? Sorry to drop in like this, Laura. I couldn’t find Daniel in his office and I heard his voice from the hall.
     
    Laura, sensing tension in the air, looks back and forth between the two of them and starts to back away.
     
    LAURA: I think…I’ll leave you two for the moment. Daniel, we can finish this later.
    DANIEL: Sure, Laura.
     
    Laura walks towards the door, but, before walking out, stops and turns back toward Daniel.
     
    LAURA: Oh! And, by the way, Daniel! Thank you so much for everything. You’ll lock up behind me?
     
    Laura smiles, and heads out the door, as Daniel holds up his hand in a half-hearted wave back at Laura.
     
    DANIEL: Sure. Don’t mention it.
     
    Once Laura leaves, Billie crosses her arms, impatiently waiting for an answer from Daniel.
     
    BILLIE: Far be it from me to be sticking my nose in where it doesn’t belong, but what exactly was that?
     
    Daniel looks off to the side in frustration, knowing Billie won’t stop until she has an answer.
     
    DANIEL: (sigh) I can’t go into this with you, Billie.
    BILLIE: Oh come on, Daniel. I mean, I…Jenn’s a good friend of mine. If something’s wrong with her and Abigail, I want to know about it.
    DANIEL: Billie, there’s nothing wrong. I…Jenn’s worried about Abigail being in Italy working for the DiMeras, and Laura just wanted me to check in on her.
     
    Billie’s eyes peer down at Daniel, who’s sitting in front of Laura’s desk. Billie leans over and perches on top of Laura’s desk. She looks at him intensely as she responds softly and slowly to him.
     
    BILLIE: I don’t believe a word you’re saying. And I’m going to find out exactly what’s really going on.
     
    Daniel sighs in frustration at Billie’s resolve.
     
    ---
     

    In Jennifer’s office, Jenn sits behind her desk, working away on her computer, when she hears a knock at the door.
     
    JENNIFER: Come in.
     

    The door opens and Liam’s smiling face appears. Jenn smiles in return, pleased to see him.
     
    JENNIFER: HEY! I wasn’t expecting you!
     
    Liam comes in and walks immediately over to Jenn’s desk. The two kiss quickly on the lips.
     
    LIAM: I figured you could use a break from the nonstop…press releasing.
     
    Jenn laughs and smiles warmly as Liam sits down across from her at the other side of her desk.
     
    JENNIFER: Well, it’s definitely welcomed. I gotta get this all done by the end of the week. We have to announce the new head of HR that’s replacing Anne and then…ugh, I’m boring you, aren’t I?
    LIAM: Never.
    JENNIFER: Well, good, cos I’m boring myself. (laughs) So what brought you here, I thought you had to go consult at a hospital in Chicago.
     
    Liam shuffles in his seat a bit before leaning in close to Jenn, a sensuous look in his eye as he gives Jenn his news.
     
    LIAM: I…yeah, but I finished early, so, I thought you and I could leave work a little early today for a little…quiet dinner at Chez Rouge?
     
    Jenn leans in, smiling wider than ever, she nuzzles in close to Liam as she answers.
     
    JENNIFER: I think that is something that can be arranged, Mr. Frasier.
     
    Jenn leans in and touches Liam’s nose with hers. They look intensely in each other’s eyes before leaning in ever-so-slowly for a soft kiss.
     
    ---
     

    Gabi looks up from reading Nick’s tablet, as she sits across from him at a booth at the Brady Pub. She looks stunned by what she sees: An old modelling picture of her in an apparently new ad for MadWorld Cosmetics.
     
    GABI: Wh…what? You want me to be new face of MadWorld?
     
    Nick smiles broadly, anticipating a favourable reaction from Gabi to his gift.
     
    NICK: Absolutely. I mean, Gabi, you’re gorgeous, and you’re already established with MadWorld…there’s nothing stopping you.
    GABI: I…Nick, I mean, this isn’t the first time you’ve set up modelling jobs for me and it was a disaster—
     
    Nick holds up his hands to stop Gabi midsentence. He interrupts her.
     
    NICK: I know! I know, it’s…I didn’t go about it the right way last time. This way, you can stay here in Salem, you can co-parent with Will and Sonny, there’s no great upheaval. We can take it slow.
    GABI: Nick, you’re…you’re talking like…
     
    Gabi stops herself mid-sentence, stopping herself from letting Nick know her true (lack of) feelings for him, but Nick’s suspicious, and it shows in his eyes.
     
    NICK: Like what?
     
    Gabi tenses up almost immediately, trying to backtrack to allay Nick’s suspicions.
     
    GABI: You’re talking like…like I can just stay in Salem and model, I mean…that isn’t exactly how it works.
     
    Nick nods in understanding, but pinches the bridge of his nose, as though feeling a sudden pain. Gabi looks on, trying to sort out what’s happening.
     
    NICK: No, you’re…you’re right.
    GABI: Nick, you okay?
     
    A voice is heard approaching Gabi and Nick from behind, while the sound of approaching heels clicks closer slowly.
     
    KATE: Is he ever?
     

    Gabi and Nick look up in surprise to see Kate looking down with her usual sour expression. She catches a glimpse of the MadWorld ad and looks over at Nick, unimpressed.
     
    KATE: What are you up to now, Nick?
     
    ---
     
     
     
     
    ---
     
    Kate leans against the edge of the booth casually, waiting for an answer from an obviously pained Nick.
     
    NICK: Nothing, Kate. Just…ugh, taking care of business with Gabi.
     
    Kate, unmoved by Nick’s pain, grabs his tablet and looks at it momentarily before holding it up to show Nick the picture of Gabi.
     
    KATE: I see, and this wouldn’t have anything to do with your little…amateur adventures at Photoshop, would it? Because I never authorized you to set up any ad campaigns, Nick. You work in the lab, remember? You make the formulas, I sell them.
     
    Nick groans as he tries to keep up with Kate, trying to grab his laptop bag to grab his “ibuprofen” tablets. He replies as he searches.
     
    NICK: God, Kate. You never let up, do you?
    KATE: In business, if you let up, you get screwed. You should know that better than anyone.
     
    Kate looks over, watching Nick struggle to find anything in his bag.
     
    KATE: Having trouble, Nick?
    NICK: Yeah, can’t find my aspirin, you have any, Gabi? I’d take them from you, Kate, but you have a bit of a history with poisoning things, I’m not gonna take my chances.
     
    Kate rolls her eyes as Gabi hesitantly goes through her bag. Not finding anything, she gets up from her seat.
     
    GABI: Uh, no. I don’t…if you want, I’ll run down to the drugstore at the corner and grab you something, okay?
    NICK: Sure, thanks, Gabi.
    GABI: No problem, uh…Kate, can you do me a huge favour and watch over Ari—
    KATE: …Say no more, but hurry. I have places to be.
     
    Gabi turns back and nods appreciatively.
     
    GABI: Yep, no worries, I’ll be right back.
     
    Kate turns around and picks Ari up from her high chair, as Nick fumbles out of his seat.
     
     
     
     
     Outside the door, Gabi looks back to make sure she isn’t spotted by Kate or Nick. She walks just to the edge of the building, just out of sight from those inside. She grabs her cell phone and makes a call.
     
    GABI: (into phone) EJ! I need your help. NOW.
     
    ---
     
    Will walks onto the elevator to head for home. When the doors open, Will steps in, and leans casually against the back wall, catching up on messages on his cell phone. As the doors are nearly closed, a hand stops them from completely shutting, and the doors open again.
     
    Will sighs, impatient to go home, and looks up unimpressed by the new passenger.
     
    Until he sees who it is.
     
    WILL: Alex.
     
    Will immediately lights up as he sees his new supervisor dressed in skin-tight biking gear. Will’s eyes look Alex up and down as he steps on. Alex smiles back at Will.
     
    ALEX: Hey! Will! How you doing?
    WILL: I…uh…good, I…heh. You look, awfully casual.
    ALEX: Oh! Yeah, this. I…heh…I usually bike home from work, and I wanted to try the commute home from the new office before the weather got too cold.
     
    Will nods, half-listening to Alex, as he’s too distracted by Alex’s biking outfit, which leaves…little to the imagination. Will licks his lips and, catching himself, looks up at Alex, smiling.
     
    WILL: Yeah, it’s…good weather for that.
     
    Alex smiles, before the air fills with an awkward silence, broken only by the sound of the elevator as it beeps, passing each floor on the way down. Alex finally breaks it.
     
    ALEX: So, how was your first day?
    WILL: Oh, it was great. I’m…really glad you were able to help. I have a feeling I’ll…need a bit more. Heh.
    ALEX: Oh, don’t even worry about it. I’ll definitely be around whenever you need. Just ask.
    WILL: Thanks.
     
    Will looks up, looking at his watch. The awkward silence hits again for a moment, but Alex again takes the opportunity to break it.
     
    ALEX: So…you…uh…have any plans tonight?
     
    Will thinks a moment, before answering carefully.
     
    WILL: I…uh…yeah. A bit later, but...hey, maybe…did you wanna maybe grab a drink before you head home, we can maybe…go over…a few more things and get to know each other better…
     
    Will quickly realizes what he’s just said and quickly backtracks.
     
    WILL: In a totally professional way, of course.
     
    Alex laughs as Will blushes, Alex’s eyes linger into Will’s as the elevator finally stops at the ground floor. The doors open as Alex responds.
     
    ALEX: I would love that, but I have dinner plans tonight, and I’d better go shower before all that, so…maybe tomorrow?
    WILL: I…YEAH! Definitely.
    ALEX: Alright, I’ll see you tomorrow.
     
    Alex goes to head out the door, but puts a hand on Will’s lower back on his way out. Will tenses as he feels Alex’s hand touch him gently.
     
    ALEX: Great work today, by the way.
     
    Will nearly chokes as he feels Alex’s hand slide away, Alex walking out the door, smiling at him as he waves, that Will nearly forgets to leave the elevator himself.
     
    WILL: I…yeah…I mean, thanks!
     
    Will exhales as he exits the elevator. He watches Alex walk towards the door, mesmerized momentarily by his muscled body in his tight-fitting sportswear. Will snaps out of it a second later, feeling like the biggest fool on the planet.
     
    WILL: Yeah, Will. Great work. (sigh)
     
    ---
     
    Daniel gets up from his desk, still trying to find a way to allay Billie’s concerns.
     
    DANIEL: Billie, you can’t do anything about this.
     
    Billie watches from atop Daniel’s desk, looking at him incredulously.
     
    BILLIE: Like Hell, I can’t. Look, I know you want to protect them, but if something’s seriously wrong…I mean...you’re not exactly chummy with Jennifer since you two split.
    DANIEL: That’s…putting it mildly.
     
    Billie gets up from Daniel’s desk and slowly walks up behind him. She puts her hands gently on his shoulders and sensuously rubs them, as she softly speaks in his ear.
     
    BILLIE: So…why not let someone who’s a little less…let’s say…controversial get the goods you need, hm?
     
    Daniel smiles and has a bit of a laugh, but turns around to face Billie. Putting his arms around her, while she rests her arms on his shoulders again, he tries to let her down gently.
     
    DANIEL: I would love nothing more than to fill you in on every detail of this…
    BILLIE: Good—
    DANIEL: But…it’s not going to happen, Billie. This is something I have to do myself.
     
    Billie’s drops her arms to her side. She sulks as she backs away from Daniel.
     
    BILLIE: Fine! I’ll just go to Jenn myself and find out from her what’s going on—
     
    Daniel’s voice booms as he instructs Billie.
     
    DANIEL: NO YOU WON’T!
     
    Billie is stopped in her tracks by Daniel’s explosion. Her face looks toward Daniel, shocked by his intensity. Daniel walks back towards Billie. His voice returns to its soft tone, but the intensity remains, forcing Billie to take in every word.
     
    DANIEL: Look, you cannot go to Jenn about ANY of this, do you understand? She has no idea what’s going on, and if she does, she may be in grave danger, okay? And if I tell you, there’s a good chance that you’ll be in just as much danger as she is, okay?
     
    Billie looks at Daniel, a mix of worry and fear in her eyes as she nods slowly in understanding.
     
    BILLIE: But…will YOU be okay?
     
    Daniel bites his lip, thinking things over a moment before speaking.
     
    DANIEL: God, I hope so.
     
    ---
     
    Kate holds Ari, bouncing Ari in her arms as she speaks to Nick, unimpressed by his latest antics.
     
    KATE: I told you to keep out of my business.
     
    Nick, still struggling with his sudden headache, pinches the bridge of his nose while he responds.
     
    NICK: Kate, we had a deal. You had to get Gabi a contract with MadWorld or I say what I know.
     
    Kate leans in, speaking softly, as if to get Nick to quiet down by proxy by lowering the tone of her own voice.
     
    KATE: And it wasn’t time to offer anything to her yet. We had to have product first.
    NICK: No, no. You were stalling. I knew you were. And I decided to take matters into my own hands. You should be thankful this is all I did. You know what I could do.
     
    Kate rolls her eyes, unable to counter Nick once again.
     
    NICK: I’m gonna go check with Mrs. Brady and see if she has anything for this headache.
     
    Nick heads off to the bar to talk to Caroline, while Kate saunters over to the front of the pub. Suddenly spotting Gabi just outside the doorway, she walks closer to the door to spy on her.
     
     
     
     
     Outside, Gabi stands slightly off to the side, thinking she can’t be seen in the building. She has her cell phone out, talking on her phone.
     
    GABI: (into phone) I know I was supposed to just get him hooked and get him arrested but it wasn’t that easy…
     
    …
     

    EJ stands in his office at DiMera Enterprises, an agitated tone in his voice as he talks to Gabi.
     
    EJ: (into phone) What do you mean, Gabi? What’s happened?
     
    …
     
    GABI: (into phone) Hope didn’t take the bait. She couldn’t find the bottle of pills I switched out at all. I know he’s been using it, I mean, he’s been getting these really bad headaches. But…he’s out of pills and I don’t know what to do.
     
    Kate is now outside, looking on, brow furrowed as she catches some of what Gabi’s saying. She listens closer as she approaches, as quietly as she can.
     
    …
     
    EJ: (into phone) Okay…I have an idea. Just…head to the pier and meet the same guy as before in one hour.
     
    …
     
    GABI: (into phone) No, I don’t have that kind of time, EJ. He thinks I’m already headed out to the pharmacy. Please, you have to make it sooner than that. I can’t do this anymore. This time, the plan has to work. He has to be caught red handed before he goes any farther.
     
    …
     
    EJ: (into phone) Well, if the pills weren’t enough last time…
     
    …
     
    GABI: (into phone) Well, then we need something more incriminating then. A prescription pad, a…phony doctor’s note.SOMETHING.
     
    Kate is stunned by what she’s hearing. A wry smile starts to appear on her face as she begins to realize what Gabi’s up to.
     
    …
     
    EJ slams his fist on the desk in anger. He shouts into the phone.
     
    EJ: (into phone) Dammit, Gabi! Okay, just head there now. I’ll try to get my guy over there, but no promises.
     
    …
     
    GABI: (into phone) Oh my God, thank you, EJ. I owe you BIG time.
     
    Gabi hangs up the phone, and quickly walks off toward the pier. As she walks away, she doesn’t see a smiling Kate behind her. As she bounces baby Ari in her arms, she laughs quietly to herself.
     
    KATE: Bravo, Gabi. I gotta say, I didn’t think you had it in you.
     
    ---
     
    Liam and Jenn’s kiss is interrupted by Liam’s cell phone ringing. The pair are jolted out of their romantic moment, as Liam leans back in his chair, grabbing his phone and looking at who’s calling.
     
    Frustrated, he gets up from his seat and holds up one finger to indicate to Jenn.
     
    LIAM: Ahh I gotta take this, it’s Chiacgo, one moment.
    JENNIFER: That’s fine, take your time, sweetie.
     
    Jenn nods, going back to work, as Liam hastily leaves her office, shutting the door behind him.
     
    Liam storms into the hallway, checking all around to see who’s passing by, before sliding into the waiting room. As he turns into the waiting room, Laura passes by and spots Liam going in. She carefully follows to the doorway and, just out of his line of sight, listens in closely.
     
    LIAM: (into phone) This better be important.
     
    …
     
    EJ responds, now pacing his office, a headache developing for him as well now.
     
    EJ: (into phone) You need to get Percocets and a prescription pad to the pier in 15 minutes or less.
     
    …
     
    Liam reacts in angered disbelief.
     
    LIAM: (into phone) WHAT?
     
    …
     
    EJ: (into phone) Exactly what I just said. We’ve got an emergency on our hands and if Gabi Hernandez doesn’t get Percocets and a prescription pad in her hands by…
     
    EJ checks his watch hastily before continuing.
     
    EJ: …4:30, everything we’ve worked for is in jeopardy.
     
    …
     
    LIAM: (into phone) A prescription pad? EJ, I mean…the drugs are one thing but…
     
    Liam looks around the room to make sure no one’s watching or coming into the room. He leans in and speaks softer. Outside, Laura focuses in even closer.
     
    LIAM …a prescription pad? That’s not exactly easy to get.
     
    Laura looks on, confused as all get out as to what Liam’s up to. She whispers almost inaudibly to herself.
     
    LAURA: Prescription pad? And why is he talking to EJ? (sigh) I have a bad feeling about this.
     
    …
     
    EJ: (into phone) You’re in a hospital, you’ll manage. 15 minutes, Liam. No ifs, ands, or buts.
     
    …
     
    LIAM: (into phone) Oh, what? I’m just supposed to pull one out of my ass now? Come on, EJ. This is crazy.
     
    …
     
    EJ: (into phone) There is no time argue or question me. Get the pills, put them in the same ibuprofen package as before, get the prescription pads, give them to Gabi Hernandez, and tell her she needs to sneak the pad into the target’s bag when he isn’t looking. That’s it.
     
    …
     
    Liam, resigned to his fate, throws his hands up.
     
    LIAM: (into phone) (sigh) Yep. Right. I’ll be there.
     
     
     
    EJ hangs up the phone. Liam follows suit.
     
    LIAM: Okay. Percocets…and prescription pads. Good luck, Liam. You’ll need it.
     
    Liam turns and storms out of the room. Laura, still standing outside, leans up against the wall as closely as she can, praying Liam doesn’t spot her. He turns away from her, and walks down the hall in the other direction. She breathes a sigh of relief, but looks on, more worried than ever.
     
    LAURA: Selling pills and prescription pads…to EJ DiMera. Oh Daniel, I hope to hell you figure out what he’s up to before it’s too late.
     

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